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honeydazai · 9 months

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୨୧·࣭࣪̇˖ 𝆬 girl dad Chūya 𝆬 ·࣭࣪̇˖୨୧

Girl dad Chūya, who, the moment he learns he's having a little girl with you, is already overjoyed, coming up with names you both will hopefully like and thinking about how to furnish the future bedroom, how to best bond with her.

Girl dad Chūya, who usually isn't prone to overthinking, though he can't help but worry about his future daughter — or daughters. While he'd like to protect her himself at all times, he knows that won't be possible, which is why he's quick to teach her some ways of self-defense. If she inherited his Ability, great; if not, he'll teach her some basic fight moves even if she has no actual interest in martial arts. It's for an important reason, after all. Really, he might just get her something a little more strong than pepper spray, too — just in case.

Naturally, he'll defend her with his life as well; if anyone were to ever try and hurt you or her, he makes sure to get rid of them.

Girl dad Chūya, who bonds easily with his daughter, no matter what her hobby is — if she's more into sports, perhaps soccer or even martial arts, that's amazing; he's not the best martial artist in the Port Mafia for nothing, and he'll gladly teach her how to get her movements to be extra crisp and sharp. If she's into fashion, that's great, too, given how he takes dressing himself properly seriously as well, and he won't hesitate to buy her whatever she sets her eyes on. He's got the necessary money, after all. Even if she's into art and books and other topics he himself isn't too interested in — not to say he's not fond of a good painting or novel; he just rarely finds the time to indulge in those kind of interest —, he makes sure to encourage her to be herself, to do what makes her happy, and often asks specific questions about the novel she's reading or the piece she's currently drawing to be as involved as possible.

He doesn't mind sitting through three to four Barbie movies in a row; at one point, he even starts getting into them rather than just tolerating them, grimacing at the antagonists and cheering for Barbie and Ken, though he'll also recommend other films, especially ones that aren't stereotypically seen as girly and feminine. Just because she likes Barbie doesn't mean she can't also enjoy Jurassic Park or Star Wars, after all.

Girl dad Chūya, who does absolutely anything to make sure his daughter is happy and safe; even though he's a strong and scary mafioso at day, his Ability terrifying and powerful, his rank as an executive intimidating, he won't shy away from painting his nails just to see his daughter giggle and to hold imaginary tea parties with her. God, if she wants to, he'll even squeeze himself into a frilly dress, a tiara on his head, matching the one on his daughter's, if only it makes her laugh.

That's the most important thing, after all. He didn't have a particularly happy childhood himself, which is why he'll do his utmost to make sure her early years of life are as perfect as can be.

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oujishi · 2 years

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MORNINGS WITH THEM

ft. dazai, chuuya

Mornings with Dazai are soft and lazy

Work day or not, Dazai will always spend his mornings sleeping in with you. Ignoring the time on the alarm clock Dazai will pull you closer to him and pepper your face with playful kisses while mumbling sweet nothings in your ear, his breath grazing your skin.

He’ll get pouty if you try to remind him he needs to wake up for work, or try to wiggle out of the cage he’s made around you with his arms. No matter how many times he gets scolded by Kunikida, to him, it’s worth every second as long as he gets to spend time with you.

Mornings with Chuuya are romantic and warm

Chuuya has a habit of waking up early, he’s just a natural early riser which usually means he wakes up well before you do and as much as he'd like to sleep in with you - he simply can't. He always finds himself drawing his eyes towards you.he lays by your side, admiring your sleeping features and gently tucks any hair in your face behind your ear and caresses your cheek while adoring you.

Once you finally wake up, Chuuya will treat you to breakfast in bed, and it tastes pretty good too, surprisingly Chuuya is a great cook. He also always makes sure to ask if you sleep well.

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niki-phoria · 1 year

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pairing: chuuya x gn!reader genre: comfort word count: 372

a/n: i love chuuya sm but idk if i got his character right, so i'm sorry if he's ooc

cw blood mention

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“darling?” you gently knock on the door. chuuya silently opens it, pulling you into the room before slamming it shut again. he wraps his arms around neck, hiding his face in your chest. you hold his waist. “tsujimura told me about what happened.” he doesn’t say anything, still clinging to your body. “why don’t i run you a bath?” chuuya nods a little, slowly pulling away from you. you use a finger to lift his chin up, looking into his eyes. a deep cut is stretched across his cheek and bruises decorate his face. you stroke your thumb against one near his jawline, leaning down to press a kiss against his lips. “get changed and come find me, okay?” chuuya nods.

you leave the bathroom door closed to give chuuya some privacy as you turn the water on, waiting for it to become warm enough. after a few minutes, you turn the water off. the door slides open a little before closing. without his clothing you can see the wounds covering chuuya’s body. a deep purple bruise is forming on his side and a bandage is wrapped around his arm.

his fingers toy with the edges of your shirt. “stay with me?” he whispers.

“of course,” you murmur. chuuya helps you strip your clothing off before you get in the tub. he sits in your lap with your back to you, leaning back against your chest. you lean over to grab some soap, gently rubbing it against his back and shoulders. chuuya relaxes into your touch as you clean dirt and dried blood from his skin. “i need to clean your hair,” you whisper. chuuya nods, letting you wet his hair before massaging shampoo through it. the water becomes a light red as you clean blood out of his orange locks. gently, you use your fingers to brush out the knots the best you can. he sighs, relaxing further into your arms.

“thank you.” he whispers.

“for what?”

“for being here. taking care of me. loving me,” he pauses. you lean forwards to press a kiss against his shoulder, silently comforting him.

“i’ll always be here. i love you.” chuuya turns, pressing his lips against yours.

“i love you too,” he whispers.

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naturallykenma · 2 years

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patching up injuries (bsd)

a/n: first time writing for these two and for bsd so we will see how this goes!! i also used prompts from a reassuring prompt list!

warnings: descriptions of blood/bleeding, injuries (dazai), mentions/descriptions of a twisted ankle in chuuya’s

featuring: dazai & chuuya <3

dazai: ''is this okay?''

“‘m home.” you called weakly, the pain in your leg becoming stronger the longer you stood on it.

“hi my l-” dazai frowned when he saw you come through the front door, blood on your thigh soaking through your pants. in an instant, he was at your side, scooping you up to carry you to the bathroom.

silence came over the two of you as he set you down on the toilet and pulled your pants down enough to see the wound more clearly. “what happened?”

“work accident. just got cut on a piece of glass when i was taking the trash out. thought it was fine, but it hurts like a bitch from walking home.” you explained as dazai got the bandages and a cup of water.

“should’ve called me, love. would’ve come to help.” he mumbled, beginning to clean your wound.

“‘s not a long walk home.” you hissed as he pressed down on the wound to get it to stop bleeding. “can do it myself, even with a scratch.”

“i know you can. but you’re clearly in pain and this is bigger than a typical scratch.” he told you, getting the bandages ready, lifting your foot to rest on his leg so he could wrap the bandages around your thigh.

“still did it by myself. ‘m okay, ‘samu.” you mumbled as he he finished wrapping the bandages around your thigh.

“is this okay?” he asked, smiling when you nodded. “good. just promise me you’ll call me if you get injured like this again. i know you can do it on your own but i care about you and would feel better if you called me.”

“okay. i promise.” you smiled, holding his face in your hands gently.

“good. now let’s get you into comfortable clothes and cuddle.”

chuuya: ''does that hurt?''

“y/n? i’m home!” chuuya called, frowning when you didn’t reply like you usually did. searching the apartment, concern took over his features when he saw you on the couch asleep, your ankle wrapped in a bandage and resting on an ice pack.

he knelt down so he was eye level with you, shaking you awake gently, smiling when your eyes opened.

“hey, sweetheart.” he whispered, making you smile, the sight of chuuya making you forget about the pain in your ankle.

“hi.” you replied, wincing when you tried to rest your feet on the floor, your hurt ankle hitting the floor harder than you would have liked.

“take it easy.” he instructed. “what happened?”

“i dunno. think i twisted my ankle.” you told him as he took your injured foot in his hands, gently positioning it upwards.

“does that hurt?” he asked, letting go of your foot and putting it back on the ice pack.

“yeah. hurts in general.” you said.

“i’m sorry, sweetheart.” he frowned, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “you know what this means, though?”

“what?”

“‘m gonna take care of you! you just stay right here and let me do all the work.”

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aureatchi · 6 months

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“I GET LOST INSIDE ALL THE STARS IN YOUR EYES, IT’S A GALAXY.” ft. dazai, chuuya, ranpo, nikolai, sigma

— how do the bsd men kiss you? (& other things.)

a/n. rev writes this knowing well she’s awkward w physical touch ‘n has never kissed a guy. hdjshsh.

info. fem!reader. fluff !! + a bit sugg. established relationships. kissing, making out. mentions of bsd s5ep11 spoilers for dazai. pinch of angst if you squint.

DAZAI loves to listen to you ramble. he loves listening to you pour out your mind’s lively ideas to him out loud, whether it’d be something super philosophical that could match even his intellect, or something insignificant like the tv show you were watching last night before you fell asleep, waiting for him to come home. he is fascinated by anything and everything you say—so much, he wants to shroud the part of your body that speaks with love.

Which, of course, applied when Dazai finally returned to you from Meursault, after what had seemed like himself or you trying to cross the infinite sea of time.

You ran towards Dazai, his face clear and unhidden from the full moon’s light. He stood there with the biggest smile on his face, waiting for you to wrap your arms around his neck and envelope his taller figure in your embrace, but oh, he shouldn’t assume and expect loving gestures so quickly.

Instead, he was met with a fist to his chest, a punch with quite some power packed into it. Not enough to actually hurt him, of course, but Dazai would react dramatically either way.

“O-Ow! Bella!? What was that for?”

He looked down at you, catching an emotion as intense as fire in your eyes as you met his concerned, honey-dipped ones back, realizing you were being serious. Your fist was still connected to his upper body, and he stole a quick glance to observe your state—good, she’s been taking care of herself; she hasn’t skipped her meals—before meeting your face once again.

You let him bathe in a few moments of anxious silence before you finally started shouting.

“You didn’t even warn me!”

“I had no idea where you were!”

“Do you know how scared I felt?!”

Dazai continued to stand in place, not backing away when you continued to throw feeble punches at his torso with every frustration you cried out, when tears started to fall from your eyes, and when you stopped boxing him to surrender into his chest but not holding your tongue just yet.

“You’re so stupid and insane for this one, Osamu. Prison?! And you couldn’t even get a telephone to…yknow? Call me? Talk to me? I hate y—”

“Shh.”

Dazai had cupped your face, and before you could speak anymore, he sealed his lips over yours. Immediately, you kissed him back, abandoning all anger toward him by his action.

His eyes were half-lidded as he admired how yours looked in the silver moonlight. Up close, you were encompassed in his signature smell of green tea and a hint of mint, tempting you to keep him close to you even more.

“I…missed you so much, ‘samu” you said in between kisses.

“I’ve missed you even more.” You were lifted off of your feet, legs wrapped around his waist, as Dazai continued to press his mouth onto yours. He meant what he said—he savored the feeling of your warmth on him and the taste of your lips once again after not having it for so long. And robbing you of the same bliss along with it.

“I’m so sorry. I’ll make everything up to you, love,” he whispered as your hands found their way to sift through his soft, brunette hair. “I’ll kiss you as many times as you wish.”

“I’m sure you will even when I don’t wish,” you replied as you both pulled away for air, chuckling. “You’re not sly—we both know you kiss me to shut me up.”

“And I don’t see a problem with it?” he asked, his usual smug smile returning to his face before he gently peppered your forehead next.

“No. No, I don’t either.”

CHUUYA loves to spoil you. the top mafia executive spoils you with gifts, jewelry, accessories, breakfast…lunch…dinner, you name it. he also loves to spoil you with affection. after long days at work, he is always relieved to come home to the one good and comforting person in the world.

“Welcome home, Chuuya!” you greeted as you heard the front door open, the ginger-haired entering the house.

“Whatever you’re making smells delicious, doll,” he responded in a delightful tone, probably the first time he spoke so pleasantly all day.

You smiled. “I just finished making dinner.”

He walked toward you in the kitchen, pulling you into a hug.

“What’s up?” you replied, giggling at embrace as you wrapped your arms around him in return.

“Just missed you, that’s all,” Chuuya replied. “ You’re heaven-sent, yknow.”

You felt touched by his words. “I missed you too, Chuu,” you replied. “And I’m glad you feel that way. You deserve the best, and that’s what I’m trying to be.”

“Doll, you are the best. And you deserve the best,” he responded.

“Like this.” He gently lifted the custom necklace clasped around you. It was his present for one of your anniversaries, brought from some foreign country.

“But you deserve even more than material things.” He moved hair out of your face as he looked into your eyes.

He then moved closer to your face until his lips brushed over yours, and you could feel the warmth of his face.

“Something like this,” he said and then kissed you.

Luxurious as he was, his cologne smelled the same, completely engulfing you in his world. Chuuya showed you just how much you deserved by trailing his hands down to your waist, soothingly adoring every part. Meanwhile, his cerulean eyes gazed into yours, recording how pretty you looked to save in his mind.

“You’re so beautiful, doll.”

He felt you smile against his lips. “And you’re so handsome.” You broke away and then took the hat off of Chuuya’s head.

“You’re like…the person who can pull off the fedora the best.” You placed the hat on your head, his scent even more prominent on that accessory.

“You say that, yet I think I have competition now. Y’look cute with it on too.” Chuuya smiled, approving you with his signature hat.

You placed a kiss on his cheek. “Let’s eat now before the food gets cold.”

RANPO was very high-maintenance. you had to buy him snacks, you had to give him hugs, you had to do anything in the best wishes of the world’s greatest detective or else…he’d whine. and once he started complaining, he would not back down until you gave in. yet, however childish he was, you found him cute and didn’t love ranpo any less for his call of your affection.

“Ranpo! What do you need?”

Your boyfriend had run into the bathroom where you were trying to do your makeup, currently putting lipstick on your face.

“ ‘m really hungry,” he said, obnoxiously staring at you apply the red shade to your lips.

“Hungry? Oh, the snacks are in the pantry. I thought you’d already seen them?”

“No! I don’t want them!”

“Huh?” You paused and immediately turned toward him in utter disbelief that he had just declined his favorite food.

“Are you okay, Ranpo?”

“No!” He was unanticipatedly so loud that you flinched, accidentally running the lipstick off your mouth.

“…You’re not looking for snacks?”

“No!”

“Then what do you want?!”

“You!”

There was an awkward silence, and you noticed Ranpo’s face had gone entirely the shade of your lip as he stood, pouting.

It was apparent he was embarrassed for what he just blurted out. You almost wanted to laugh.

“You could’ve just asked me!” you replied with a chuckle in your voice. “Come here.”

Ranpo trodded toward you, still visibly frustrated.

“What do you want?” you asked.

“Well, first of all, you didn’t kiss me before I left for work this morning!”

You sighed, amused that he was whining so much because of that. And how he would never directly admit what he wanted from you—always making you have to solve puzzles and guess riddles to figure him out.

But it was also incredibly endearing how Ranpo took all your affections toward him to heart, no matter how big or small they were.

“Awh, I’m sorry I missed that,” you replied. “I’ll make that up to you.”

You kissed Ranpo’s cheek, stamping a red signature on the spot. You moved to his other cheek, and then his forehead, and then everywhere in between until he was covered in your smooches.

“Look!” you turned Ranpo toward the mirror for him to see what art you’ve created on him.

“You’re forgetting one place,” he said, turning his face to look at all angles.

“Really? Where?” you asked. He surely didn’t need anymore—his whole face showed proof you touched him everywhere with your lips.

“Here stupid, duuuuh,” he responded, kissing you on the lips. He moved your back to the edge of the sink counter, and then lifted you up to sit on it.

“Hungry, are you?” you giggled as he teased you with his tongue. “I avoided that spot on purpose, stupid.”

“Who are you calling stupid, stupid?” He ran his thumb over the stain your lipstick messed up on. You could feel him smirk.

“You, stupid! It was your fault after all. And look at your face!”

“Sweetheart, if you’re calling me stupid, you are too. One, you’re just stupid, and two, you’re stupid for being with me!”

You pulled back, laughing. “If I must be stupid to be with you, then I guess I’m stupid.”

“There’s a solution! If you call me smart, it’ll make you smart.”

“Fine, Ranpo. You’re the smartest person I know in this world.”

NIKOLAI loves surprising you. he finds your sudden reactions nothing short of adorable. which is why he caught you off-guard so much, so that he could see the cute responses you made, duh? widened eyes, mini jumps, and yelps were a few things he oddly took delight in.

Which is why the jester loves to surprise you with a kiss whenever he greets you. Though, whenever he does, you receive no warning. And you never know whether he wants to give you a simple peck on the lips or a full-on makeout session. It was expected to always be unexpected.

You were walking down the hallway to your room with a basket of clean laundry when you suddenly heard the all-too-familiar cheery, charismatic voice.

“Dove being productive, hm?” he chirped.

You scanned the entire room with your eyes, but you couldn’t see Nikolai anywhere, even though there was nowhere to hide.

“Kolya?”

“Hehe…I think it’s time for a quiz time!! Where am I?

“Am I here?” You heard a swift movement to the right of you, but as you turned, nothing was there.

“Orrr, here?” Now, you felt something brush your left side, but once again, when you turned to look, you were greeted only by Casper.

“How about here?” His voice was suddenly quieter but closer, more intimate.

You felt his frame against your back.

“Kolya!” you jolted in reflex, dropping the laundry basket—not expecting Nikolai to appear right behind you—but then, he surprised you even more by turning your face to the side and crashing his lips into yours.

He was so tall that he could easily lean over you to kiss you from behind your back.

You made a muffled squeal, and in the next moment, Nikolai had you against the wall with your hands above your head.

He stared at you as if nothing else in the world mattered because he already knew the reaction he would get out of you. You felt so shy and vulnerable under his complete gaze, but Nikolai was also mean—he didn’t allow you to move an inch to save face.

He wanted to enjoy the full show.

“H-hey! You can at least blink…” you blurted out when he finally let your face go, though he immediately grabbed you again seconds after.

“Hm? What’d you say, dove?” he asked, kissing you again. Your cheeks were flushed, and your lips were so soft and tasted like candy—how could he not be greedy for more?

“You’re so cute, baby!” he exclaimed when he finally pulled back. You were panting—Nikolai showed no mercy when he wanted you to himself.

But you still smiled in return when he gently bopped you on the nose with his mouth, a stark contrast to what he just did.

“Ah, did I get carried away?” He only then noticed you out of breath. “Sorry, I just missed you so much!”

“It’s alright,” you replied, hugging him, the scent of strawberry cake lingering on his body. “Though, whatever happened to a hi; hello?”

“You’ll never get anything boring from me, dove,” Nikolai giggled. “That’s one thing I’m certain of.”

SIGMA treats you like the most precious thing in the world, a princess. you need your shoes tied? oh, he’s on the floor with the laces. you need to go somewhere? he’s driving you there. you want to visit the sky casino? he would rig all the games so that you’d win every time. sigma is sweet and polite—he would always make sure you are fine with something before going ahead with it.

“How about here? I think this is a nice spot.”

“Okay! Let’s set our stuff here then.”

You and Sigma set down everything you brought for your evening picnic on the hills. The spot he had pointed out was directly in front of the sun setting behind the mountains, its golden glow bathing the earth in the day’s final hour of light.

Once all the food was organized on the blanket, you took out a couple of ribbons from your pocket.

“Do you want me to help you?” Sigma asked as you tried to figure out where to put them in your already-styled hair without a mirror. He noticed your struggle.

“Oh! Sure,” you replied with a shy smile, and immediately after, he was behind you, taking the braids in your hair and tying the ribbons onto those.

“Thank you,” you replied when he was done, and when Sigma stepped back, he smiled in admiration.

“Of course.” He took your hand as you both sat beside each other.

“It’s so pretty here.” You turned to face the mountains, the sun halfway below the horizon. “You were right; this is the perfect spot!”

You looked back at Sigma, but it seemed like he paid no attention to the view at all. His eyes were only on you.

“…Sigma?”

“Y-you look really pretty,” he said, eyes not leaving once you made eye contact with him.

“…Can I kiss you?”

Immediately, you felt your heart melt because your lover was so innocent and lovely. You had been together for months, yet he was still asking for permission to kiss you.

“Of course, Sigma! We’re literally dating, you can kiss me whenever you want.”

“O-okay!” You giggled at his smitten reaction.

You closed your eyes and puckered your lips in a dramatic act of preparation.

It seemed you had been mistaken, though. Because, he had kissed you on the forehead.

“O-Ohh—oops, I thought you meant-”

But then, Sigma’s lips were over yours. His hand that wasn’t holding yours gently guided your face towards his. His touches were all tender, expressing how much he adored you.

You wrapped your own free hand around his neck, pulling him closer. You opened your eyes slightly to take a peek, seeing his own were fluttered closed under such pretty eyelashes, and his expression content, basking in your comfort.

It was as if you and him finally breaking away was the moon’s cue to rise. The sun had set entirely by the time you were done, shades of warm-toned colored clouds left as a trail.

“That was sneaky of you, Sigma,” you laughed, cheeks warm and your head a bit hazy from how everything in the setting was so dreamy. “You tricked me by going for my forehead first.”

“I wasn’t going to kiss you straight-up like that! It was intimidating, you just waiting!”

You laughed some more, seeing his own cheeks tint a light shade of pink. “Come on, let’s eat.”

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osachiyo · 6 months

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love, love, what do you think about a reader who has really thick thighs :0 how would the bsd men react to it >:0 I feel like Nikolai/Dazai would like to force the reader to sit on their face lol (it’s a thirst just in case!!)

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ note. . . AAAAAA this ask made me so insane tysm for this nonnie. . . (mdni) not proofread sorry im a lazy fuck </3

dazai would love them, maybe so much so that its a little concerning— only a little though ! he'd lovee to lay his head on your plush thighs, whining for you to sing him to sleep— its the only way he can get some rest, y'know? he already loves your thighs so much but if you like wearing booty shorts, tights or even stockings? this man is a goner. just a heads up though, they're gonna be ripped to shreds by the time he's done with you. and no, he's not gonna buy you new ones (he's too broke ya'll)

he's definitely gonna beg you to sit on his face— at least do it once for him, won't you? oh but when you actually give in, he's so fucking happy he could basically die. he'd even say it to you— pretty brown lashes fluttering as he slurs out muffled words like— "god, bella. i could just— could just suffocate between these thighs," and if you know him, you know he's being dead serious. but you can't bring yourself to complain when he's practically making out with your pussy so fuckin' good, making you drool and sputter your words as he runs his tongue up and down your slick folds. filthy slurping noises escaping his lips while his fingers dig into the fat of your thighs— they're definitely gonna bruise later..♡

chuuya would find them adorable. he just loves to bury his face between them. not even in a dirty or suggestive way— he just found it so comforting, y'know? but also would be downright mesmerized by the way your thighs jiggle and spill out of your tights— blood rushing to his face and he can't help but sneak a couple glances at your plump thighs. shit, did they look good but he just wanted to rip them off as soon as possible.

and rip them off he did— blunt nails easily ripping the fabric of your mesh tights as he continues lapping at your soaked cunt. he only chuckled when you gasped and whined about how those were your last pair! he'd peak his head from between your spread thighs— tongue running over his swollen lips and god, did he look like a total fucking mess. his eyes were glazed over with pure lust and love for you— twinkling with delight as you moaned and clutched onto the bedframe, holding on for dear life as chuuya ate you out like a fucking animal. a sloppy grin graced his features, hand moving from your thigh to reach between your legs— pushing two gloved fingers in with ease. "relax, doll. I'll buy you all the tights you need. jus' lemme enjoy my fuckin' meal." and with that, he dived right back in..♡

fyodor found the contrast between your body and his own adorable. he was tall, lanky and slim. you, on the otherhand, were plush, soft and just....so enticing to him. he loved each and every part of your body, of course but your thighs— god, your thighs. he'd love to just bury his face between them and stay there for hours. not that he'd ever admit it, though. his pride wouldn't allow it. that doesn't mean he wouldn't show his adoration for them in a...different way, of course.

he'd lay you down gently on your shared bed, kissing every part of your body from head to those delicious thighs of yours. and after he's finally done— he'd press them together before sliding his cock in between. what? why're you looking at him with those pitiful eyes of yours? what better way to showcase his love for your plush thighs than to fuck them, no? he'd shudder at the way the flushed head of his pretty cock would catch against your clit with every drag of his hips. he'd only laugh cruelly at your whining and begging for him to just put it in! oh well, he's not stopping anytime soon until he gets to cum all over your pussy and those pretty thighs of yours so..goodluck..♡

nikolai would just.. keep his hands on you all the damn time. i mean, how could he not? when you're practically asking him for it! that's why you decided to wear those tight stockings, didn't you? to show off your mouth-watering thighs to the world? he just couldn't keep his eyes off them the entire fucking day. the way the fabric clung and dug into the meat of your thighs and fuck. how could he not get rock hard?

and that's how you ended up seated on his pretty fuckin' face. eager tongue exploring your insides as guttural groans and growls left his parted lips. he was soaked— head getting squeezed by your thighs and he could almost cum from the feeling. his hands were also busy— occasionally slapping and pinching the soft fat on your thighs and snickering at your high pitched squeals. he'd also lift you a little by grabbing the back of your thighs just to look at you with those drunk-dazed eyes. and fuck, he was practically pussy drunk. he wasn't at fault though! it's all your fault for having such nice fucking thighs..♡

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mncxbe · 3 months

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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭...

𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 who just loves treating his girl right.

𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 whose hands move all over your body, along your hips and back, letting his fingers caress your skin slowly as you ride him– lazily bucking his hips up to meet you halfway

𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 who only has the sweetest words for you "that's it baby see how good you're taking me?" he'd purr, pressing his hand on your lower belly "see how deep i am inside ya? yea, all the way in doll ah fuck– y'er squeezing me so tight"

𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 who circles your clit with his thumb– applying just the right amount of pressure to get your walls to flutter and fuck he loves how warm and snug your walls feel around him, almost milking him dry

𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 who calls you his pretty baby when you cum, your body writhing on top of him, panting and whining as he keeps sliding his cock in and out of your pretty little cunt– his cum spurts inside you soon after, filling you up oh so nicely. but no, he doesn't stop now. he just can't not when you squeeze him so nicely

𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 just keeps fucking himself into you nice n' slow how you like it, making sure his precious cum doesn't go to waste

𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 who gently pushes you back to get a better look at the white, creamy ring that's formed at the base of his cock— who moans so prettily when he realizes just how much cum he gave you. and you can be sure he's got some more for you, his sweet girl

𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 who doesn't stop until he coaxes at least two more orgasms out of you, who keeps himself sheathed inside you as you lay your head on his chest and sleepily mumble a "Love you Chuu"

𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 who falls asleep with his fingers tangled in your hair, gently tugging at your roots; with his other hand loosely wrapped around your waist. to keep you close. and cherish you. an unspoken reminder of how precious you are to him.

#drabbles #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd smut #chuuya bsd #chuuya x reader #chuuya smut #bsd x reader #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara

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whathorselegs · 2 months

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Early relationship Dazai coming home to find Chuuya already asleep in bed and being overcome with fondness.

Dazai sneaking into the bed, carefully maneuvering his way in-between Chuuya's arms and snuggling up to his chest, feeling secure in his arms. Being held is something he wants but isn't brave enough to ask for yet.

Him doing this several times. It doesn't happen often that Chuuya is already asleep, but when it does, Dazai doesn't pass up the opportunity. Chuuya asks why Dazai doesn't wake him when he gets in, but Dazai never says the real reason.

One time he does this and as he's settling against the warmth of Chuuya's skin, he feels the sensation of fingers brushing through his hair.

Chuuya was awake and he'd said nothing as Dazai had crept onto the bed and pulled his arms around him. Nothing as Dazai had pressed his face against his chest and let out an obvious contented sigh. Nothing as he'd tried to make himself smaller to fit closer to the comforting safety of Chuuya's body.

He tenses as Chuuya laughs softly. "This what you've been doing?"

"No," He replies, too embarrassed to think of any of his normal witty comebacks to save him now.

But Chuuya doesn't make fun of him or push him away. He's not repulsed by this display of vulnerability like the darker thoughts of Dazai's mind would have had him believe.

Instead he nestles closer to Dazai, wrapping his arms around him, securing him against his chest. He presses a kiss to the top of Dazai's head and mumbles, "Could've just asked."

From that day on Dazai doesn't ask, because he doesn't need to, when he comes home Chuuya welcomes him into his arms.

(New Dramatic Dazai side effect unlocked: Now he has no problem theatrically draping himself across Chuuya with a whole "woe is me" speech prepared when he's not been given enough attention.)

#bungou stray dogs #bsd chuuya #bsd dazai #bsd skk #soukoku #my writing #I can not start another WIP right now #I have too many as it is #So have this drabble style

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kamapon · 2 months

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Happy belated Valentine's

#bungou stray dogs #BSD #bungo stray dogs #soukoku #drabble #skk #nakahara chuuya #dazai osamu

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stargirlo · 2 months

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whatever she wants ♡.

your boyfie luvs spoiling you with his money! and he doesn't care if he maxes out his credit card just by spending money on the stuff that you want to buy. he just wants to see his pretty girl happy, that's all. his love language is gift giving, so why not show his love to you by showering you with designer bags and red bottoms?

you're always whining about how he shouldn't give you this many stuff, even if it wasn't a special occasion. but he insists, who is going to stop him?

need your nails done? check, appointment is already made. you're craving oysters? the reservation is booked. want to be on the highest floor of a five-star hotel in singapore? prepare for the breathtaking view baby. your birkin bag is getting old? the order is at your doorstep. need a new tiffany and co bracelet? get in the car and lets buy you a new one.

honestly he knows every clothing brand that you like because he has a list of your wants and needs. whenever you say something like "this sundress is cute." or "these tory burch sandals would go with this, yeah?" he would instantly take note of it and buy it for you the next day. this man is tiring, but you absolutely adore him. not because of his money, but because of the way he treats you.

he treats you with full on royalty, as if you were his queen, in which, you already are. so, you can't help but give him your thanks to him for doing all these things.

"f-fuck baby, is this your thanks f'me..?" he dryly chuckles, slenders fingers slipping through your well styled hair, to which it was ruined by how tight he's gripping your fucking scalp. ouchie.

you nodded eagerly, sucking him off like your life depended on it. moans vibrated against his cock, letting his body jolt in absolute pleasure. he threw his head back, letting you have your way on his cock as it snuggles deep down your warm and tight throat. he can't help but buck his hips upwards into your throat, a stifled moan bubbling through his gritted teeth. a sweat rolls down his forehead, eyebrows knit together as he looks down at the gorgeous view of you being between his legs and sucking his cock to oblivion.

"ye'r such a slut y'know t-that . . . shit-" he hissed in pleasure, inhaling sharply before letting out a groan. your thighs rubbed together, trying to reach out for some friction for yourself while you gave your precious boyfriend a blow job. he lets out a string of curses and praises, murmuring something about how he's going to ruin your pussy after this, and it only turned you on further, feeling a wet patch on your victoria secret thong.

suddenly, you withdrew from his cock, watching a thin string of spit connect from his cock and to your glossy lips. you looked up at him teary-eyed, your plump lips turning into a small "o" shape as you let out shallow breaths. "what's wrong baby? dick t'much to take down ye'r throat?" he mocks, looking down at you with a sneer. how mean.

" 's okay sugar, daddy's gotcha . . . now c'mere," he pants, his pointer and ring finger beckoning you to crawl up his lap, and so you did. as you got yourself situated and comfortable on his lap, his cock occasionally rubbing against your soaked panties that was desperate to be fucked like a useless glory hole. his hands move under your skirt, pulling down the thong away as it revealed your hungry pussy to his eyes. it was glistening with your slick, and he was definitely going to have a field day with this slip 'n slide.

"you're so wet f'me, and all jus' by suckin' my dick." he chuckles, gripping your hips firmly and lifting it up with a subtle movement, just enough to feel the tip of his cock rubbing against your puffy 'n needy clit. you let out a short gasp, taking a hold on his shoulders as you looked down at the lewd scenery below you. "aht, aht sugar . . . look at me," he gently slaps your ass, bringing back your attention to him and looking at him directly. he murmurs a low "thereee we go." before sliding you down his cock, a high-pitched yelp eliciting from your lips.

his cock slides in further, deeper and deeper until you feel his cock fill you up to the hilt. you're now basically cockdrunk, and he hasn't done anything to make you be in this position yet. you babbled how he's "too big" and that "you're full" but he could only watch in awe. "shh, shh, look how soaked your pussy is . . . look at how easy it just slides in, aand out." he huffs, moving your hips with ease as the base of his cock slips in and out of your pussy, erupting a lewd squelch.

"now c'mon baby, show me how really thankful you are f'me . . ." his hands now let go of your hips, making you fully sit down on his cock as your pussy warms it up. your lips tug a small pout, his hands being placed behind his head as he raised a brow. his expression already spoke volumes on what he was going to say, so you tried your best to lift up your shaky hips and thighs as you worked your way into riding his cock.

let's just say he had to do most of the work later on :(

💌: gojo satoru, geto suguru, hiromi higuruma, chuuya nakahara, haitani brothers, sanzu haruchiyo, manjiro sano, shuji hanma, wakasa imaushi, rafe cameron, ++ your favs!!

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rshoumon · 9 months

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HOW BSD BOYS KISS YOU

࿐ྂ how surreal it feels … with your lips pressed against mine

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: dazai, chuuya, atsushi, akutagawa

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: a mention of near death-experience, but nothing explicit. otherwise, enjoy the fluff ;)

𝐀/𝐍: back after a forever of being on hiatus lol! i hope you all enjoy <3

DAZAI:

when he kisses you, the man has not the slightest ping of shame. be it in the armed detective agency office building or on the street, he’ll grab you by the waist when you least expect it and go in for the kiss. it’s starts out sweet … always. you savor the moment of peace with his lips lingering over your own as a soft act of affection. sometimes it’ll end that way, but there are the exceptions when he’s either feeling touch starved or jealous. that’s when he’ll hold onto you for a second longer and deepen your kiss with an overwhelming hunger.

CHUUYA:

he’s always been a gentleman to you, and that doesn’t change whenever he feels the sudden urge to kiss you. it’ll always start with a light tap on your shoulder to grab your attention before he places his lips over your own. he generally likes to keep these acts of affection in the privacy of your home and out of the eyes of his colleagues, but there are moments when he’ll slip in a kiss when he thinks no one is looking. his kisses are always soft, you might even say hesitant, as if he’s scared you’ll pull away. of course, every time you return the kiss, he’s reassured of your love and will continue on.

𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗜:

atsushi kisses you like you’re the most precious thing in the world … because to him, there isn’t anything more he could imagine that matters more than you. his hands will softly grasp your bicep as he presses his lips against your temple, then your cheek, and finally your lips. the look in his honeycomb eyes are as calming as the midnight glow of the moon, casting its protective light against you. you can’t help but ask for more, leaning in to steal an innocent kiss of your own before backing away with a playful laugh. no matter how flustered he is because of this, he can’t help but laugh as well.

𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗪𝗔:

his kisses are hesitant and cautious, as if anything more would startle, and ultimately cause you to flee. he would initiate most kisses on your forehead. simple, but effective. the more comfortable he became with the action, the more bold he would become. eventually, after a particularly grueling mission that resulted in your near-death experience, you’d find akutagawa’s lips pressed against yours. frustrated at your stubbornness to stay by his side … but also grateful, a message exchanged through the fiercest kisses you’ve ever experienced. both your lips crashing against each other to express your overwhelming emotions.

#bungo stray dogs #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs drabbles #bungo stray dogs x reader #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #atsushi x reader #akutagawa x reader #bsd fanfic

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oujishi · 2 years

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DATING CHUUYA

no warnings. gender neutral reader

Chuuyas position as a mafia executive is a big obstacle for Chuuya when it comes to relationships. I mean, who in their sane mind would date a mafioso?! Which is why he had never had a love life before, not that he ever would want one anyway, right?

Wrong, well it was right, up until you came along and stole his heart. Everything happened so fast and before he noticed, he’d already fallen for you. He was in love with you, so helplessly in love to the point that it frustrated him . There are so many possibilities with you swimming in his head, but with so little promise. Love is so foreign and unforgiving, that’s why it is so annoying.

Chuuya never realised before how scary love can be, especially for someone who’s lost everyone, he loves you so much it hurts, it hurts him to think how easily he could lose you, which is why he has such a strong need to protect you.

stepping away from the angsty stuff, Chuuya spoils you rotten, trust me this man is loaded. I firmly believe that giving gifts is his love language. He will buy you literally whatever you want, all you gotta do is say the magic word. He also takes you out on a date to the most fanciest luxury places in Yokohama ーTalking about dates another thing Chuuya does for you is take you out for a ride on his motorcycle at sunset.

#bsd x reader #bsd x y/n #bsd x you #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs x you #bsd x gender neutral reader #chuuya x you #Chuuya x reader #chuuya x y/n #chuuya headcanons #chuuya drabble #chuuya fluff #bsd fluff #bungo stray dogs headcanons #bungo stray dogs imagines

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cheriiyaya · 3 months

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Even then, you looked so pretty

Dazai and Chuuya x reader (seperate), Post Mersault

A/N: I had to get this out of my head m sorryyyy i'll continue w my other stuff after this drabble !! (not proofread btw)

Dazai Osamu

You heard the shower turn off, muffled sprinkles of water filling the holes of silence that you've gotten accustomed to for the past few weeks.

The light shuffle of feet, the click of a crutch against the linoleum floor and the creak of the washroom door gave way to dazai. hair wet and droplets rolling off his pale skin that had taken on a pinken hue from the steam in the shower, he made his way beside you, limping against his crutch and it broke your heart to see him like this.

He shuffled to the bed and sat on the end of it, lips curled into a smile and he held out his arms for you. You carefully crawled towards him, bunched up in one of his shirts-a habit you had picked up during his disappearance.

You rested your chin carefully on his shoulder, nosing his neck before burying your face into the warm crook of it. You breathed him in, hand resting over the place on his chest where you could feel the steady thrum of his heart under your palm.

The two of you sat like this, dazai's breath hitting your skin and his hand resting between your shoulder blades before he broke the silence.

"I put you though a ton, huh?" he breathily chuckled, tugging your shirt down to expose your shoulder. he pressed his lips to your bare skin.

"...why didn't you-"

"because," he hummed, tucking your hair behind your ear and brushing it over your shoulder. "You would've stopped me."

"damn right I would've" you grumbled and dazai smiled, tilting your head up to face him. He leaned down, locking your lips in his in a gentle kiss, hand resting behind your ear and gently tugging at your hair as his teeth grazed your bottom lip.

"Why did you hafta get so hurt..." you sighed, brushing his bangs away from his forehead and thumbing the mark left on his forehead. The thought of the bullet actually piercing his skull, the image of his head blown open and blood staining the floor made you tear up and take in a quivering breath. Noticing this, dazai pressing his lips to yours, mumbling softly as he rubbed circles into your back with a large palm.

"I'm sorry, darling."

Nakahara Chuuya

"Damn it..." you heard Chuuya mutter for the bathroom and you poked your head in, frowning.

"Is everything alright?" You watched as your lover hunched over the counter, prying at the fake teeth that had been glued atop his real canines to sell his vampiric act. You couldn't help but let out a giggle.

You walked over, tapping his shoulder so chuuya would turn and face you. "Sit." You patted the countertop, and chuuya obliged with a grumble. Standing between his legs you pressed a quick kiss to his lips before gently prying them open.

"Don't even sweetheart, they'll never get out 'cause the boss decided to glue 'em in reaaal tight...bet dazai put him up to it..." His words sounded gargled as you tried pulling them out, teeth pressing down on your tongue.

"You're right, why are they in so tight?" the sentence broke off into a chuckle as you looked up at him, rubbing your thumb across his plush bottom lip.

"I dunno! did the boss think I was gonna knock them out somehow?" Chuuya groaned, dragging his hand over his face. "now I got fake teeth stuck in my mouth like some cheap-ass halloween costume!" You giggled, tugging chuuya down.

"Can I tell you something chuu'?" You giggled and chuuya sighed, expression softening as he ran a gloved finger delicately over your jaw.

"F'course ya can." You smiled and leaned in before quickly pressing you lips to his, gently Parting his lips and grazing your tongue over his teeth, causing him to sputter and pull back flustered.

"Wha- what the-!" You laughed, kissing his cheek and relishing the way his face turned red.

"If it's any better, I think they look good on you chuu'." You hummed, kissing the tip of his nose before leaning back. chuuya looked away, rubbing his nose before answering.

"...you like em, huh?"

Maybe he doesn't want them off just yet after all.

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samutoru · 3 months

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You didn't know how you ended up in this exact situation, being bent over with your legs spread open and getting fucked by your bestfriend.

"I'm glad your boyfriend broke up with you," He whispers into your ear as he thrusts into you harder. "He has no idea what he's missing out on"

You agreed with him, nodding your head as an answer, crying out. You asked for comfort from your bestfriend, but you definitely didn't asked to get fucked. "Please, h-harder" You begged him, whining as he grabbed your hips and fastened his pace. His fingers were digging into your hips, your hands grabbing onto whatever you can as he pushes himself deeper into your cunt.

You weren't to blame yourself, even as much as if it felt wrong to you. There was no reason why you shouldn't do it. You could careless if it were to ruin your friendship, you two just didn't care.

osamu dazai, satoru gojo, toge inumaki, suguru geto, nakahara chuuya, ranpo edogawa

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osaevsky · 5 months

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THERE'S A DIFFERENCE on why they're fucking you slowly.

The ones that do it to spite you, going so slow you feel every rig and vein along their cock, pleasure and pain mixing as the stretch reminds you’ve barely started, having him fully sheathed within and still, feeling so tight around him a groan leaves his lips involuntarily.

Even if he tries to have a bit of mercy -leaving aside all your teasing- and stretch you out with his fingers first, careful enough to pull them out the moment he needs to so he can ruin your orgasm on purpose, getting to see doe eyes begging for more, for him, for him to fuck you senseless as a wall of tears starts to show on top of your iris.

It’s so difficult for him to be mean to you. Too difficult to even think about it, as your walls suck him in before he gets the chance to try and pull back from your body, ready to thrust back into you as slow as before. His mind is starting to collapse as your hands grip at his biceps, as they cage you below his body, not daring to put all of his weight on top so he would not crush you.

Fingers digging so hard into his muscles he can’t think properly on anything anymore, considering to thrust back into you so hard just so he can hear your mewls, those tiny sobs out of desperation growing more and more intense as he gives into your desire to be fucked dumb on his cock. But he can’t do that, no, he needs to go slow just to see you clawing at his chest, your voice breaking as his hips move in and out of your body still so painfully slow.

CHUUYA, poe, ranpo, FUKUZAWA, kunikida, megumi, geto, NANAMI.

The ones who do it out of spite are just as worse, or even meaner than them. They find the stupidest reasons to just go so slow with you, or some days not even more at all, leaving you a broken mess of sobs on his lap as they mindlessly regard all of your teasing, all the ways you misbehaved.

You know he does it on purpose. And you try to avoid any crying, already knowing it’s not only not useful, but it makes its cock twitch as it rests inside of you, wrapped so nicely around your walls that it makes you frustrated that he would keep up that same speed during all of it.

His thrusts are so deliberate, holding your thighs apart, a burning ache on your muscles as he flushes his hips with yours, taking his sweet time to stop there and contemplate your face, as it distorts into different faces of pleasure as he reaches that spongy spot with the tip.

If he isn’t fully satisfied, he will make sure to go harder, but not any faster. Just as you think you’ve already felt him fully, he would only thrust much harder than before, making him reach a much deeper spot inside, a gasp dying in your throat as you babble on how it was ‘’too much.’’

But he doesn't care, just as you didn’t hours before he asked you to be good for him. Now, why would he have mercy on you since you didn’t? Clearly enjoying your sick game, he would need to have some fun as well, right?

FYODOR, NIKOLAI, dazai, jouno, toji, GOJO, tecchou.

Too inexperienced to even know they’re doing it too slowly, too slow for you. But it’s so sweet to see his expression of determination, how he had made it his purpose to fully pleasure you, and make sure you’re alright during it.

You can see how he shakes under your sight, not even properly asking as he babbles out a question before his hands settle on your thighs. But the look in his eyes tells you everything you need to know, nodding in approval as his breath gets even more rugged than before as he spreads your thighs wide, making room for his body.

Endearing indeed as he forgets how to properly function and going way faster than expected, having to come to a halt as he begins to push the tip inside, feeling the warmth of your walls around him for the first time and already wanting to be fully inside you. But the discomfort in your face makes him stop immediately, using all of his restraint and asking you between short breaths if you’re okay, if you really want to continue.

That makes your heart pound in your chest, noticing the flush on his cheeks, how he continues to hold himself up on one hand as the other rests on your waist, drawing small circles with his thumb. You don’t know if he is trying to calm himself down or you.

As he has finally bottomed out, he has to pause, once more. His face is close to yours, nose brushing against each other while some hair comes down to tickle your face, while you giggle and push some strands back, a smile of embarrassment forming on his lips while he waits for your approval while he mutters: ‘’This feels… fuck, s’ good…’’ ‘’Y-you’re alright? Want me to pull out?’’

The way you wrap your legs around his waist and cross your ankles at the back has his mind go blank. It wasn’t the type of response he was waiting for, but it leaves a tingle running down his chest, his cock twitching inside your body at the pure sight.

His thrust are so slow it’s too sweet, and the way he cums way too early inside of you, muttering apologies for it, has you almost giggling, not daring to do so in case he thinks you’re laughing at him. But the scene it’s too much to not let out a chuckle, one of your hands playing with the strands of hair at the nape of his neck in a comforting manner.

As you’re pecking his lips, reassuring it’s okay, there’s another thrust coming from him, his hips moving once more in and out of you, leaving you confused. His cheeks are a deep shade of red by that moment, his face hiding into the crook of your neck while some sobs due to the beginning of his overstimulation die against your skin while he wraps his arms around you, tightly.

‘’Let me make it up, please, I want you to cum, please, please…’’ ‘’Want you to feel good, please, I swear…’’

How could you not if he was asking so nicely.

atsushi, SIGMA, akutagawa, yuuji, CHOSO.

notes: this is my first post on this acc, so hopefully i'll start writing more fics after this one. <3

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