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Top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios: Mushitaro Oguri

After putting this off for a very, very long time I’ve finally decided to begin cross-posting this on Tumblr after procrastinating because Tumblr formatting is weird. These are originally posted on ao3

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Featuring: ofc oral, afab reader, no pronouns, a sort of sub Mushitaro, but also kinda not.. depends on your interpretation tbh, established relationship, desk/chair oral, vaginal fingering, slight overstimulation, hair pulling, slight hurt/comfort and slight angst with a happy ending!

Poor Mushitaro was pitifully bored. I mean, when your beloved partner has been doing nothing but sitting around all day, you begin to get so bored you’re willing to trace the lines along the popcorn ceiling. Mushitaro didn’t want that, he just wanted his beloved partner to pay attention to him, and for them to take a small break. Mushitaro knows all too well what happens when people overwork themselves from having many, many in-depth conversations with Yokomizo. Yokomizo has told him that overworking oneself is similar to a fire that has been burnt out from a rainstorm, it gets burnt down so fast yet it takes a very long time for the fire to be able to light again because the cinders are still wet.

Mushitaro doesn’t want that to happen to you, and considering what happened to his beloved friend Yokomizo, he wants to try and avoid you acting like him in as many ways as possible. He doesn’t want you to share the same fate.

It’s too bad you’re just so damn stubborn .

Mushitaro planned to come up with an effective way to get you away from that damn paperwork, even if you were slightly annoyed by him because of it

Mushitaro waited for the perfect opportunity to set his plan into action. He walked into your office quietly, and noticed that you were rubbing your throat with your hand slightly.

“Are you thirsty, my love?”

“A little.. could you get me something to drink?”

“Of course, will water do?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

The responses you were giving were bare bones, and in all honesty, it was making Mushitaro a little nervous. Whatever, it’s fine he’s going to get you to take your mind off of your work no matter what.

Off Mushitaro went, to get you some water.

‘ Well, that was anticlimactic, ’ Mushitaro thought as he returned to your office with a small glass cup in hand.

“Here you go.”

“Thanks, Oguri.”

The water hitting your dry throat felt amazing, and you felt just a little bit better. Maybe that metaphorical storm was beginning to hit less harshly, and the small smile that reached your lips confirming this brought a smile to his face as well.

Mushitaro sat down in the corner of the room on the chair you had for moments like this. You didn’t always have a spare chair in your office, but now that Mushitaro was your beloved fiancé, he demanded attention even when you were working.

He sat still for about thirty seconds before he sat up again and crept towards your back. He leaned down from behind you, with you sitting in your plush office chair, and kissed the top of your shoulder. Your breath hitched and you turned your back towards him.

“What’re you doing?” You questioned.

He didn’t respond, and instead walked around to the side of your desk and stood there for a few seconds. Clearly confused, you shook your head slightly and kept working. It didn’t take very long for you to zone out and practically forget Mushitaro was even in the room in the first place, which is clearly what Mushitaro wanted, because once you had begun focusing on your work again, he slowly made his way down to his knees and crawled beneath your wooden desk, bending his back a little bit because he was too tall for such a confined space.

You were focused, but even then you could notice Mushitaro slightly groaning at being shoved in such a tight space.

“You good under there?”

“No, could you move your chair out a little so I can move forward?”

You took this as Mushitaro asking you to completely move out of the way, so you sighed and laughed a little, wondering why he went under your desk in the first place just to crawl out mere seconds later, but you were met with his hands grabbing the sides of your chair once you had made it just far enough for you to let his head peep out. Mushitaro gave a smirk, and you were finally beginning to understand just what he was trying to do.

“Oh come on, can’t you at least wait till I’m done with work?”

Mushitaro sighed, and shook his head.

“Normally, yes. But you’ve been working even longer than usual, and I want to help you out before you get so burnt out you can’t even work hard again for god know how long.”

“Oh come on, that’s not gonna happen.”

“It happened to Yokomizo.”

Suddenly you felt bad, considering that he went as far as to bring up his late friend. Was he really that worried? He laid his head on your knee, and you ran your fingers through his unkempt hair. It was sweet to see this side of him, considering how much effort he put into his appearance, it was nice to see him without his typical suit and hair gelled to perfection.

“I’m sorry, Oguri. I made you worried. What do you want to do now? You have my full, undivided attention.” You replied to his previous statement with slightly sorry eyes.

Mushitaro nuzzled into your touch, and he kept his head on your knee for a few seconds.

He had you now. Now he just needed to make use of it.

“I do have a way you could make it up to me..” Mushitaro trailed off.

“Do what you were planning on doing before I so rudely interrupted you.” Considering what you were getting yourself into, you had begun to feel a similar heat beginning to form.

Mushitaro smiled, and you felt everything was resolved now.

He took little time to ask you to lift your hips so you could take off your bottoms, when Mushitaro suddenly looked confused.

“Why’re you wearing nice underwear to do office work? ” Mushitaro questioned you, smiling in confusion a little.

“Don’t ask me, they’re the first ones I found.”

Mushitaro giggled a little, and removed your underwear as well, leaving you completely naked from the waist down. You closed your legs just a little bit too much for him to access you, leaving him confused.

It’s not like he hasn’t eaten you out before, but still, it’s hard to not get a little shy when he's at face level with the most intimate part of your entire body.

Realization hit Mushitaro, and his smile turned to a smirk before talking.

“There’s no need to be shy.” Mushitaro looked down and to the right, then played with a little bit of his hair to make light of the situation.

You blushed, and Mushitaro smiled again. “No, but really.. get comfortable. I’m gonna help you out.”

“Alright..” you slowly opened your legs again, and Mushitaro grabbed your hips lightly, so lightly in fact you could still move if you tried. He was more trying to comfort you more than hold you in place, and it was nice.

Mushitaro moved his head up just a little, and confirmed with you one last time.

“So, you’re really okay with this? I’m not getting in your way or anything?”

“No. You’re fine. Please, touch me.”

Mushitaro could feel his face heat up at the request. Sure he had started this whole ordeal, but you being so straightforward caught him off guard. With that, Mushitaro leaned forward and gave a small kiss to the inside of your right thigh, before moving his face up more and moving his hand up at the same time. He temporarily rested his right hand on the front of the chair, where the gap between your legs was. He brought his face forward just a little more and left a lick up your heat, and once his tongue landed on your clit, he rested there, licking at it and simultaneously licking up the precum that was leaking from you.

You threw your head back at the sudden touch and you let out a small moan. Mushitaro noticed your pleasure and brought his finger up to your entrance and pushed his index finger inside of you, making you jolt a little, with your head still leaning back.

“A-ah, is this okay?” Mushitaro questioned.

“Yes, keep going.”

Mushitaro felt his pants tighten at the demand, and went right back to it. He pulled his finger out to the tip and brought it back, while still licking at your clit. After a few moments, he added another finger and was curling his fingers up slightly, making you cry out.

You gripped the arm of the chair with your left hand, and gripped the side of it with your right. Mushitaro’s pace was slow and steady, and it was driving you crazy . Just how much would it take to make him speed up, even just a little? With that, you thrust your hips forward slightly so you could hopefully meet his tongue and fingers faster, and Mushitaro didn’t stop you, clearly wanting you to find pleasure however you saw fit.

Mushitaro could feel his face beginning to get wet with your precum, but he was loving every second of it. When Mushitaro’s fingers curled forward and stayed there for multiple seconds, you cried out and moved your hand to the top of his hair and pulled it.

The storm was beginning to die down, and was becoming more of a sprinkle if anything. However, the drizzle was remaining consistent, making your work still cloud the back of your mind. You didn’t want this. You had to make him move faster. Your fire was hanging on by a thread before, but now it’s slowly rebuilding, going against the water dripping down onto it.

“Keep—ah-going. Don’t stop.” You whined, and Mushitaro obeyed. In fact, he finally decided to pick up the pace. He began to finger you with more drive than before, and he was beginning to alternate between sucking and licking your clit, making you jerk your hips forward more often.

You felt the familiar feeling of release beginning to rise, and you warned Mushitaro.

“Oguri, I’m cl—ose. Please, keep going. Keep fucking going. ” Mushitaro was beginning to get painfully hard, and he moved his hand down to palm himself through his pants, hoping for some sort of friction. Any kind of friction. You didn’t try to stop him, you were too worried about yourself at this point, no matter how selfish that might sound.

The storm was gone, now all that ever implied there even was a storm in the first place was the wet feeling of the ground and the smell of rain lingering in the air. To make things even better, your fire was almost back to its original state.

You pulled his hair even more, and with a cry, you came. Mushitaro went back to only licking your clit, but he didn’t let up. He kept fingering you at the same pace and you began to tear up just a little.

“Plea—ah, please, it’s t-too much,” Mushitaro moved his hand up to your clit and ran circles on it. “P-please! It’s—”

“Alright, alright, sorry. I’ll stop now.” Mushitaro pulled away, and pulled his hand away from himself too. Too worried about your current state right now, less worried about his current problem.

Now all evidence of the storm was gone, and your fire was actually bigger than average, fitting for the overstimulation Mushitaro had decided to perform.

“Now, tell me, are you stressed at all? Still on your way towards burn out?” Mushitaro said, smirking knowingly while laying his arms out on your legs and putting his head on top of his arms.

“Nope, it actually did help a lot. Thank you.”

The sudden praise went right to him, and he was reminded of his borderline painful hard-on.

“Looks like you need some help now, though.” You smiled and cupped his face, moving your chair back, implying that he should stand up, which he did. When he made it all the way down, you grabbed his arm and pulled him down to your chair, and kissed him. You rubbed circles on his hip, making him gasp a little, giving you room to bring your tongue inside his mouth. Mushitaro melted into the kiss, and sat down on the chair to straddle you, before bringing his hands down to grope you lightly.

Just then, you ran out of air so you pulled away. You caught your breath for a few seconds before teasing him.

“Wow. You really are desperate.” Mushitaro looked away, before removing his hands from you and twirling his hair in his right hand again.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

You laughed, and kissed him on the forehead. It was a quick kiss, as you pulled away almost as soon as you connected with him.

“You wanna know what you are as well?” You teased him, and he looked you in the eye.

“What is that?”

“Dramatic.”

Mushitaro gave a fake offended gasp, and replied.

“I am not dramatic! How could you insinuate that? How cruel you are.”

You looked at him with an all too knowing look, and blinked a few times.

“You came up with a whole plan to get me away from my work. That’s pretty dramatic if you ask me.”

“Well, you’d be wrong.” Mushitaro rolled his eyes, dare you say it, dramatically.

You sighed and replied, “you literally just proved my point..”

Mushitaro’s eyes got softer, and you smiled at this.

“You know.. I’m really really happy we’re getting married. I love you, and I can’t imagine doing this with anyone else.” The tips of Mushitaro’s ears got red because of his confession, and you were about to respond before he kept going.

“I’m not just referring to sex like this. I can’t picture waking up and turning over to see any face other than yours, or getting home from the dry cleaners and seeing any other person sitting on the couch waiting for me.”

“Oguri, I—you’re so sweet. You know, the feelings are mutual. I can’t picture anyone else distracting me from work and sneaking under my desk. It’s like you’re built for the job.” You replied, whispering a little. This moment was nice, you didn’t want your voice to interrupt the gentleness of it.

Mushitaro was clearly still a little traumatized by the abrupt exit of his friend, but he was coping, and he was trying his best to get over what was going on for you.

“ Do you think we’ll be in love forever? ” He questioned.

You wore a shocked face, before feeling your eyebrows becoming upturned again. “Of course we will. Look at us, we’re perfect together.”

Mushitaro nodded his head. “Yes, we are. To be more straightforward, what if it’s out of our control? What if something happens to us? Or to you? ”

You took his shoulders and shook them gently. “I’m not gonna leave, I’m not Yokomizo. I promise. You’re safe here, I’m safe here. Please, believe me.”

Mushitaro looked hesitant for a moment, before he looked into your eyes and saw the genuine determination in your them, and he gave in and nodded. “Alright, I believe you. I love you.”

You moved your lips down to lightly kiss his neck. “I love you, too.”

You sat there for a few seconds, not in an awkward silence, Mushitaro was just enjoying the feel of your body heat against his. With the sudden comfort and intimacy, Mushitaro had begun to get a little desperate, and he rolled his hips into yours.

“Oh poor you, I’ve been neglecting you, haven’t I?” You gave a pitiful look, and brought your hand to his.

“Don’t worry. I’ll help you with that.”

Wc: 2.4k

The next part will be posted sometime tomorrow, the chapter will be on Kunikida

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