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maerinhearts · 2 years

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Camping

I watched life lessons with Uramichi for the second time and fell in love with Kumatani all over again. Ever since I posted asking for recommendations on which anime guy to write the camping one shot about, I've been lost. But while watching Uramichi again a light bulb went off in my brain and was like "KUMATANI". So here we are. If you haven't watched Life Lessons With Uramichi-Oniisan please do so. It is such a severely underrated show.

Warnings: fem!bodied reader, fingering, Kumatani is possessive, teasing, creampie, fingers in mouth. Let me know if I missed anything.

Word count: honestly have no clue since I typed this all on my phone for once. But it's gotta be over 3k.

A/N: I've been royally sucking at posting lately, but I've had a few great ideas in the last couple of weeks that I will be posting. Please enjoy, even if you've never watched Life Lessons!

Life had been rough the past few weeks. It felt like you and Kumatani didn't have any time for each other anymore. It sucked. And it made the days drag. You had only been dating a couple months, trying to make time for each other whenever you could, but with his work schedule and his friend constantly wanting to go out for drinks, it had been insanely hard to see him. In fact, you barely received texts from him anymore. He made time to tell you good morning and good night every day, but you've never felt more lonely.

And on the one random Sunday he was able to get off, he was sprawled out on your couch, head resting against your thighs, eyes closed. He was soaking up this time with you, trying not to fall asleep as you massage his scalp with your fingernails.

You're trying your hardest not to ruin the moment. You wanted to jump his bones from the second he walked through your door and pulled you tight against his body. You especially had to restrain yourself when he pressed his soft lips against yours in a sweet peck, pulling away to admire the pout you were sporting. You wanted him so bad. If he could tell, he didn't say anything, just stepped around you and flopped his lean body onto your couch. And thats how you got into the position you were in now. He had insisted he needed a pillow, but when you moved to get him one for your room he complained that he needed your plump thighs as his pillow.

"Oh," he finally says, breaking the silence, "Before I forget..."

You raise an eyebrow at him as he opens his eyes to look at you. "Hmm?" You hum in response.

He sighs. "I got invited to go camping with a couple of my coworkers this weekend. They want you to come," he informs you.

You feel your heart skip a beat. An entire weekend with Kumatani? Your heart was soaring. You didn't care that you would be surrounded by his coworkers, you just wanted to be with him.

"Okay," you say in response hoping that you sounded calm enough. "Do you have a tent?"

He closes his eyes again. "I do. I also have an air mattress."

You continue planning out the tent set up and the meals for the weekend, coming to the conclusion that you would bring sheets and blankets for the air mattress. Why? According to Kumatani you had the softest sheets in the world. You felt like that was an over exaggeration, but didn't question it. Later in the week, he informed you that one of his coworkers was taking care of the food and another was taking care of the drinks. You knew him and his coworkers were fond of beer, so you told him you would bring drinks of your own. You also stocked up on your favorite snacks and even grabbed a few of Kumatani's favorites.

When Kumatani arrived at your apartment Friday afternoon to pick you up, you were stocking up your cooler. You close the lid and lean over to greet him with a kiss before he starts loading your things. Much to your dismay, he doesn't allow you to lift a finger to help. So there you were, pouting from the sidewalk while he tried not to glance your way as he worked on rearranging the car to fit your things.

He worked some tetris magic and within 10 minutes, all your things were loaded snugly in the trunk of his car.

"Ready?" He asks as he approaches you.

"Finally!" You exclaim and run past him to launch yourself into the passenger seat.

The ride to the countryside was beautiful. Since you lived in the city, you didn't see this type of scenery often. You were in awe of all the greenery on either side of the car. You guys even passed a lake that had you pressing your face against your window to take it all in. Kumatani watched you with admiration. He loved seeing you get excited over nature and thought it was cute to watch you be amazed over all the sights. You were pointing everything out to him from willow trees and flowers to wildlife. You even spouted off random facts about the animals you saw that had Kumatani impressed.

Suddenly, you gasp. "A tanuki!" You exclaim, pressing a finger against the glass of your window. You watch as it dashes into the trees and turn to your boyfriend who had a brow raised at you. "Did you know that tanuki's are the only canine species that hibernate?"

Kumatani turns his attention back on the road so you don't crash, but raises both eyebrows in surprise. "No, I did not know that."

"They also don't hibernate alone," you continue. "They're communal hibernators and hibernate with other tanuki's! Ugh! Isnt that so cute?! I'm just thinking of all the little tanuki's snuggled together for the winter, sleeping." You sigh dramatically and turn to press your face back up against the window so you don't miss anything else.

Kumatani just chuckles at you, but continues to enjoy your excitement and random facts. You just couldn't contain the jitters as you thought about spending the weekend with him. You were excited to meet his friends, but you were even more excited to get away from the city. You lived in the city your whole life and never got to be around nature much which is why you had so many random facts in your back pocket. You spent a lot of time in your childhood studying nature since you couldn't experience it. Luckily, it seemed to come in handy as you noticed Kumatani seemed to be enjoying your little facts.

The ride to the campsite didn't last much longer and before you knew it, you were helping your boyfriend set up the tent. He protested at first, insisting that he could do it and you should get out your chair and watch him.

You come up behind him as he is bent over driving one of the stakes in the ground and touch his shoulder. He turns to look up at you before standing up and taking you into his arms.

"Let me help," you plead and bat your eyelashes.

"Baby, I got this," he assures you. "Just sit back and relax. Watch me do all the work."

He goes to turn away, but you tighten your arms around his waist and frown. "As much as I would love to watch my hot, sexy boyfriend do all this work-" Kumatani raises a suspicious eyebrow at you as you stand up on your tippy toes to press a kiss against his lips. "It doesn't feel right."

Kumatani sighs and let's his head fall back at your antics. He stares at the sky, hands on your hips as he contemplates what you can do without the possibility of hurting yourself.

He finally brings his chin back down to look at you. "Okay, fine," he laments. "You can put the poles together. But only the poles." You push your bottom lip out in a pout, but digress. Putting the poles together is still doing something. You just hated feeling useless.

By the time his coworkers started arriving, you guys had your tent all set up and ready to go. As far as you were aware, you were the only significant other in attendance. Kumatani's female coworker had a boyfriend that he said she needed to get away from for a few days and thats why they orchestrated this trip. She also asked that you come along so she wasn't the only girl.

As all of his coworkers arrived, you watched as your boyfriend jogged over and started helping them set up their campsites. He was so helpful and caring, it was rewarding to watch him with his friends. The only one he seemed hellbent on not helping, was the blonde. Kumatani insisted he could do it himself while the blonde whined for his help. Kumatani remained stoic at his friends antics. You noticed none of them were actually helping him so you decide to approach the group.

The female of the group saw you first and you swore you could see her entire face light up. "Oh!" She exclaimed. "Y/N, right?"

You smile at her. "That's me. The one and only."

You could see her brimming with excitement before she turns to Kumatani. "Kumatani, you aren't going to introduce us all?"

"Right," he mutters before coming to stand next to you, wrapping a protective arm around your waist. "That is Utano." He starts, pointing at the woman in front of you. "Over there, sitting in the chair spaced out is Iketeru." You turn to your right to see a very handsome guy indeed spaced out. "This is Uramichi." You turn back to see him pointing at a man off to the side lighting a cigarette. "And that's pretty much everyone of importance." He concludes, hand squeezing the flesh of your waist.

"Hey!" A whine sounds from off to your right. You turn to see the blonde again who was now walking over to you with a pout. "You forgot to introduce me!"

Kumatani stares blankly at him. "Who?"

The blonde glares at him before turning a smile on you. "I'm Usahara, Y/N. Pleased to meet you!" He introduces himself and then it clicks.

"Ohhhh," you drawl out before turning to your boyfriend. "So this is the guy who always drags you out drinking after work and cries because he wishes he was funny and had a girlfriend?"

Usahara gasps, offended while Kumatani turns away from you to hide his laughter. "I've never said any of that!" Usahara defends.

"Yes you have," the whole group deadpans.

Usahara glares at Kumatani before you step in between the two. "Usahara, do you need help putting your tent together?" You finally ask. That was the whole reason you approached the group in the first place.

Usahara turns his attention to you and you don't miss the way his features soften when you address him. "I would love some help, Y/N," he accepts.

You step away from Kumatani to help, completely oblivious to the fact that your boyfriend was shooting daggers at Usahara. You innocently saw this as a way to bond with one of his friends.

Kumatani swears he could choke Usahara out solely for the way he looked at you when you offered help. He stood off to the side and watched your guys' interaction like a hawk, ready to tackle him if he got too close.

Helping Usahara was fun. He could be funny in his own way, and he was very sweet. He held the stakes for his tent, but gave you the mallet to drive them into the grass beneath you. You were enjoying that a little too much, getting yourself out of breath and sweaty. When you're on your third stake, Kumatani finally interrupts.

"Okay, I think you've helped enough, sweetheart," he announces. You stand up fully, turning to look at him with a confused face. "Let's get dinner started, hmm? You said we would cook tonight."

You frown. "I don't remem-"

"Come along now, baby," Kumatani interrupts and steers you away from Usahara with a hand on the small of your back. He guides you back to your guys' tent and you swear you can hear Utano giggling at the two of you as you pass.

He opens the tent, stepping inside and ushers you in. You stand with your arms crossed over your chest at him, refusing to budge. With a sigh, he reaches out and grabs a fistful of the front of your shirt and yanks you into the tent. You let out a shriek as you crash into his chest. He holds onto you as he leans down to close the tent so you could talk in private.

You pout at him when he finally straightens to look down at you. "Kumatani, what-" you start, but he interrupts you by grabbing your chin between his finger and thumb and tilting your head back to press a gentle kiss to your mouth.

When he pulls back and looks down at you fondly, you feel your body relax. Without thinking twice, you snake your arms up around his neck and kiss him again. His arms circle your waist, pulling you tight against his chest as his tongue darts out to lick at your lips, asking permission. You open your mouth to him, sighing in content as you feel his tongue reach in to stroke your own. You don't bother fighting him for dominance, submitting to his assault on your mouth with pleasure.

He pulls away slightly, millimeters of air separating your mouths. "Now, what was it you were saying?" He asks breathlessly before moving to trail sweet, hot kisses slowly down your neck.

You let out a tiny gasp as he places an open mouthed kiss right below your ear and smiles against your skin. He knows you're putty in his hands now.

He pulls back to finally look at you. You look at him through heavy lidded eyes, a dreamy smile on your face.

"Kiss me more," you say softly.

He chuckles at you before pressing a chaste kiss against your mouth and pulling back to look at you again. You pout up at him.

"Listen to me, sweetheart," he says, hand coming up to tuck a stray hair behind your ear. "You need to be careful around Usahara. Especially when he drinks."

You frown. "Why? Whats wrong with Usahara?"

"He has no shame. He will flirt with you in front of me just to get me riled up," he tells you. "Not only that, when he drinks I'm afraid he'll make a move on you."

You raise an eyebrow at him. "You shouldn't worry about me, Kuma," you tell him, hands moving to rub his chest soothingly. "I only have eyes for my sexy boyfriend." You smirk up at him and he scoffs, rolling his eyes.

"Is that all I am to you?" He asks. "Just sexy?"

"And hot. And handsome. And wonderful," you continue. He scowls playfully down at you.

"And good in bed," you murmur seductively. This statement catches him off guard and the next thing you know, you're patting his back as he is bent over with his hands on his knees, coughing aggressively. You were normally this sweet, innocent little thing that a comment like that made him choke.

You're suppressing a laugh as he holds a finger up at you and leaves the tent. You follow closely behind and watch as he grabs a bottle of water from the cooler and chugs it. After downing at least half the bottle, he turns a glare on you.

"You think thats funny?" He asks.

You let out a small snicker before pursing your lips and aggressively shaking your head no.

"Kumatani! Y/N!" you turn towards the shouting to see Utano waving you over. Kumatani caps his bottle before waving at you to follow him over.

When you come back to everyone else's campsite, Utano requests that your boyfriend build a fire in the fire pit before the suns gets too low in the sky and it becomes too dark to see. He immediately obliges without questioning it and gets to work on positioning the wood in the ring. While he is doing that, Utano pulls you to the side and asks you to help her with setting up the small portable grill and burner so she could cook everyone a quick meal.

Within the hour, everyone's bellies are full and you're all gathered around the campfire sipping alcohol and sharing stories. The sun had completely set and the moon was bright in the clear sky. You held your drink tight in your hand as you hugged your body. The temperature had dropped pretty significantly with the disappearance of the sun.

"So what is it like working on a children's show?" You ask as a shiver rakes through your body. Kumatani leaves his chair from beside you and heads to your tent. You frown after him, but turn back around with a pleasant face to hear their answers.

"Debilitating," Uramichi answers, lighting another cigarette.

"Uramichi!" Utano scolds.

"What?" He asks innocently around the butt of his cancer stick.

"I think it's quite fun," Usahara chimes in.

You lean forward in your seat. "Tell me more!" At that moment you feel a blanket being draped around your shoulders and you turn to see Kumatani sporting the tiniest of smiles as he covers you with the blanket he brought. You smile up at him and pucker your lips for a thank you kiss, which he dodges, pressing his lips to your forehead instead. You pout at him before turning your attention back to Usahara.

"Kids are just fun," he answers before turning thoughtful. "Insightful little things, too. They can tell when something is off between the cast members. Its weird." He takes a swig of his beer.

"Has there ever been any weird incidents on set with a child?" You ask.

Usahara taps his chin with his finger. "Other than the time someone lost their child in the studio?"

You gawk at him. "Someone lost their kid?!" You exclaim.

"It's happened on more than one occasion," Utano chimes in. "There was the one time they all decided to play hide and seek and Uramichi had to find them all."

"Ugh," Uramichi groans. "Don't remind me."

You ask for the details and Utano launches into a story about how Uramichi couldn't find one of the children and almost got fired for allowing them to play hide and seek. What was even better was that the child was hiding behind one of the camera's, in plain sight. As you all laughed at the outcome, Uramichi grumbled under his breath as he threw his cigarette butt into the fire.

The night continued with you learning more about your boyfriend and even you sharing stories about your childhood. You all continued to drink and, before you knew it, you had a feel good buzz going. Usahara was red faced on your right, clearly drunk, grumbling on about how he wishes he was funny.

"I think you're funny, Usahara," you state lazily, frowning at him.

He perks up at that. "You really think so, Y/N?"

You nod vigorously at him. "And you're sooooooo nice."

At the drawl of the word "so", your boyfriend scoffs. "I wouldn't go that far," he mutters.

"Hey!" Usahara shouts. "If Y/N says I'm funny, then I'm funny, dammit." He was clearly drunk, Kumatani knew this. But that didn't stop him from glaring at his friend.

"Yeah, Kuma," you join in, playfully pushing at your boyfriends shoulder. He turns a scowl on you which you ignore, turning back to talk to Usahara a bit more. "I at least thought your story of Uramichi smashing that melon by your head on the beach was funny."

"That wasn't meant to be funny," Usahara whines as the group stifles their laughter.

"It wasn't?" You ask innocently, frowning.

"He was trying to kill me," Usahara whisper shouts at you.

"Oh."

This causes Utano to burst out laughing, the others following closely behind. Usahara glares at all of them, but especially your boyfriend. Feeling ballsy, Usahara addresses you once more.

"You know, you're really beautiful, Y/N," he compliments.

"Really?" You respond, a lilt to your voice like it was the best compliment you'd ever received. Kumatani stops laughing almost immediately. "Thanks, Usahara!" Your eyes seemed to sparkle under the moonlight. And if Kumatani wasn't so pissed about Usahara making a blatant move on you, he'd admire you for a bit longer.

"If you ever find yourself in a fight with Kumatani, my place is always a safe space," he concludes, puffing his chest out.

You just giggle at him, thinking he is putting on a show. And he is... to piss Kumatani off. Kumatani knew this by the way Usahara was sneaking looks at him to see his reaction. You didn't. You just thought Usahara was being kind to you.

"I'll be sure to keep that in mind," you reply, smiling at him.

He beams back at you. "And if you ever need someone else to warm your bed-"

"Alright," Kumatani interrupts, standing, a glare plastered on his face. "That's enough." He grabs up your hand. "We're going to bed."

You bid everyone a good night as Kumatani is yanking you towards your guys' tent.

"What did I say?" You whine at him with a pout painting your pretty face.

When Kumatani shoots a look back at you, you swear you see his eye twitch. You were just joking with Usahara, what was so bad about that? You wanted to get along with his coworkers because you really liked Kumatani. It was important to you to get along with the people closest to him.

He keeps ahold of your hand as you guys stop in front of your tent which was around 50 meters from where the others were sitting around the fire. He bends down to take ahold of the zipper and you turn around to take a last glance at the group laughing together. Utano catches your gaze and stands up to wave dramatically at you. You send a small wave back before you're yanked into your tent and Kumatani is zipping it closed behind you.

"Kumaaaa," you whine again and he swears to himself that he will get prettier sounds to leave that mouth of yours before the night is over. When he turns to address you, you have your arms crossed across your plush chest and a glare aimed at him.

"Just tell me what I did!" You beg, damn near stomping your foot for emphasis.

Without a word, Kumatani closes the distance between the two of you, one hand fisting into the hair at the nape of your neck and yanking your head back to look up at him. A small gasp leaves your lips, your shaky hands fisting into his tee shirt, fingers brushing his abdomen. He stares down at you, pupils blown wide.

"Do I need to show you who you belong to?" He suddenly asks.

You feel breathless. The heat in his gaze makes you blush, blood rushing to your core. Instead of answering, you try to do some damage control. You unclench your shaking hands and press your palms flat against his torso, slowly moving them up his chest to wrap your arms around his neck.

"Kiss me," you whisper. You try to move to kiss him, but he has you locked in place by your hair. You can tell he is at war with himself, caught between giving in to your plea and punishing you for blatantly flirting with his friend.

His lips are on yours in a flash, hand leaving your hair and wrapping around the underside of your chin instead, fingers pressing against your face. You gasp at the slight pain and he takes this moment to plunge his tongue into your mouth. You let out a soft moan at the intrusion, heat pooling in your core as he kisses you. His hand leaves your face and moves to cup your ass fully in both hands, pulling you flush against his body. You feel his hardening member press against your thigh and you reach down to palm him over his sweatpants. He snatches up your wrist and pulls away, chest heaving. You feel your arousal pool in your panties under his gaze and you rub your thighs together, which does not go unnoticed by him. He smirks down at you.

"Flirting with Usahara, but who is the one that has your panties wet?" he taunts. You gulp at his words, unsure of what his next move might be before he turns you around and bends you over the edge of the air mattress.

Your hands catch you and you stare down at the fabric of your sheets, afraid of looking back to see what he might be doing. You nearly jump out of your skin when you feel his hands rub against the flesh of your ass before you relax, closing your eyes at his ministrations. Kumatani smirks to himself as he pulls back and lands a nice smack against your right ass cheek. Your eyes fly open, hand moving to quickly cover your mouth so you don't make a sound. You feel your arousal drip further into the cloth of your panties.

Kumatani is sure his hand print is burned into your skin and moves to pull down your leggings for the proof. You let him, only moving to aid him in the removal of the piece of clothing. He sits back and admires his work, eyes catching the wet spot on your underwear.

He chuckles to himself. "Oh, you liked that, didn't you?" He asks, genuinely curious. He had never spanked you before, but he's thinking maybe he should start.

You don't answer so he moves to flip your back against the mattress and you stare up at him, blush staining your cheeks a pretty pink color. God, he thinks he just might have fallen in love.

Pushing that thought to the back of his mind, Kumatani leans his body over yours, hands on either side of your head holding his weight up. He ducks his head down to press a gentle kiss against your mouth, a stark difference to the way he smacked your ass just moments before. Feeling impatient, you wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull him against you, opening your mouth to him. Kumatani grunts at the force in which you pull him against you, but opens his mouth to you nonetheless. He fights you hard for dominance, the intensity of the kiss picking up, leaving both of you breathless.

You slowly begin moving your body up the mattress to your pillows, and Kumatani follows, lips never leaving yours as he forces your legs open with a knee when your head hits the pillows. You gasp as his lips leave yours to trail hot kisses down your neck, his hands pushing your shirt up to reveal your lace bralette. He breaks away briefly and begins tugging on both of the garments. You finally sit up, taking them off and tossing them on the floor of your tent. Kumatani plants his mouth back onto yours and pushes you back against the bed.

You moan into his mouth as he moves his knee to press right against your core. "Shh," he shushes against your lips. "You don't want them to hear you, do you?" You softly shake your head. You were terrified of anyone hearing you. You normally weren't loud in bed, but Kumatani was being so incredibly hot tonight.

He had you wrapped around his finger. You would do anything for him right now if he asked, and you couldn't decide whether that was a good thing or not. Maybe it was because it had been so long since you last slept together, at least two weeks. Or maybe it was because you were seeing a new side to him. You weren't sure. All you knew was that you liked it a lot.

Kumatani dips his head down to take a nipple into his mouth, softly suckling on it as you arch your back into him. He pinches your other nipple between his thumb and finger before switching sides. You cover your mouth with your hand, hoping to stifle the moans that want to leave your lips. He still has his knee pressed right up against your sex and you were trying to subtly rub against him.

This did not get passed him as he presses his knee further into your sex, delighting in the soft gasp that leaves your lips. He squeezes the flesh of your breasts in his hands as he trails hot kisses down your torso, stopping right in front of your clothed core.

He tentatively runs his finger over your panties and you rock your hips up into him, hoping for more friction as you groan out in frustration. Wordlessly, he pulls your panties down to reveal your dripping cunt. He's mesmerized as he slowly reaches out to run a single finger through your folds, watching the way your slick coats the digit. He continues his slow ministrations over your pussy, enjoying the way you writhe underneath him, hand wrapping around his wrist to push his hand further into you.

He gets the hint and slowly inserts his middle finger into your aching hole, smirking down at you, loving the way your mouth falls open and your head falls back. He pumps his finger into you as he leans over to capture your lips once again in a searing kiss, tongue licking hotly into your open mouth, swallowing your moans. When he pulls his finger out, he promptly stuffs it into your open mouth.

This catches you by surprise, but you grasp his wrist and greedily suck your essence off the digit. Not thinking, he adds his index finger, suddenly aroused by the feeling of your tongue between his fingers. Kumatani suddenly wonders why he had never tried these things before. He had always been careful, gentle. You were always so cute around him and when you had sex before, you always held him tightly against you. But this. Seeing your surprised face, pupils dilated fully with last. Feeling just how wet you were from him being a little mean... he thought maybe he should do this more often.

He takes his fingers from your mouth and he nearly cums on the spot upon seeing the pleading look on your face, eyes wide, lower lip slightly quivering.

He tilts his head back. "Fuck, Y/N," he whispers. "Don't look at me like that."

You grasp at his shirt once again, tugging it. He glances back down at you, eyebrows furrowing. You're on full display for him. And he's trying to commit the way your body looks to memory, but you're pulling his shirt and he can't ignore you.

"Please, Kuma," you whisper, hands fisting tighter into his shirt.

He grabs your hands up in his, pinning them above your head and leaning down so you're eye level. You let out a soft gasp at the feeling of his hips pressed against yours, his hardening cock pressed against your core.

"Please, what, sweetheart?" He asks softly as he leans down to trail his nose up the column of your neck, inhaling your scent as he goes.

You're shaking in anticipation, but you don't think you can get the words out. You wish he could just read your mind and fuck you already. You're too embarrassed and you feel your cheeks heat up.

"Please," you choke out again.

"Use your words, baby," he reminds you, smirking against your skin.

Feeling bold, you roll your hips against his and he stiffens, swallowing back the moan that threatened to leave his lips.

"Fuck me, Kumatani," you finally say, voice clear.

He halts his movements, surprised that you actually said the words. He was going to milk this for all that it was worth until you were a begging mess underneath him. But damn. He couldn't turn you down.

He quickly sits up to pull his sweats down and yank his shirt off, eager to be inside you. As he's pulling his shirt off, you sit up and take his cock into your hands and begin pumping his length. He nearly collapses on top of you at the feeling. You're pressing open mouthed kisses against his abdomen and he's a moaning mess above you, hand fisted into the hair at the nape of your neck, body hunched over your form as you rub your thumb over his leaking slit.

Finally, he gains his composure and grabs your wrists up, pulling your hands away from him. When you look up at him, he is panting heavily, heavy lidded eyes looking down at you in admiration.

In a flash, he has your back pinned against the air mattress again, bare chest pressed against yours as he ruts his hips into you, cock sliding through your folds deliciously, pressing and rubbing against your clit. Your mouth falls open in ecstasy, loud moans falling past your lips before his hand clamps down over your mouth.

His movements have stopped. "Shhh," he shushes you, but his tongue is tracing your collarbone. You roll your hips against him, moaning into his hand as he sucks a bruise into the skin below your jawline.

When he removes his hand, you go straight to begging him, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. He palms your breast, listening to your pleas as his cock twitches against you.

"How could I say no?" He finally responds. "When you ask so nicely..."

He positions the head of his cock at your entrance and slowly pushes inside of you. You moan at the feeling, head falling back.

He let's out a breathy laugh. "On second thought, let me hear you, baby," he says as he buries himself to the hilt into your dripping cunt. "Let Usahara hear who this pussy belongs to, hmm?"

"F-fuck," you stammer out as he slowly pulls his hips back and slowly reenters you.

"That's it," he whispers, reaching up to brush your hair out of your face.

You grip his forearms, nails digging into his flesh as he starts to pick up his pace.

"You feel so fucking good," he breathes out as he rests his forehead against yours. You whimper underneath him, teeth digging into your bottom lip to keep yourself from moaning. And god, you're looking at Kumatani like he held the whole world in his hands. He has to close his eyes before he cums too quickly.

"Harder," you squeak out at him. You feel a warmth spread across your abdomen, the familiar feeling of your climax approaching. You're sure if he were the pick up his pace, you would be sent teetering over the edge.

His hips stutter before his starts fucking into you harder, hips snapping against yours with a bruising force. You wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer against you.

You moan loudly now, not even trying to hide it.

"You take me so well, baby," Kumatani grounds out, breathless.

Your pussy clenches around him at his praise and he moans. "D-don't do that," he breathes.

He leans back to grasp your hips, moving so he can angle his thrusts upwards into you, right against that spot that has you seeing stars. Your hands cover his as he repeatedly hits that spot.

"Fuck," he curses. "You're so good. Feel so good." Your cunt tightens around him at your approaching climax and he nearly comes undone. Your walls are practically sucking him back in, he can't even pull out. "So tight," he pants.

He notices your moans becoming higher pitched, warning him that you're right on the edge. "Come on, baby," he encourages. "Cum for me. Want you to cum on my cock."

This sends you over the edge, orgasm washing over you strongly, body shaking and twitching against him as he fucks you through it. Your hands are pushing at his abdomen, knees pulling up to your chest in an attempt to close your legs. You're becoming overstimulated when he suddenly pulls your knees apart to watch his cock enter your now drenched pussy. You have his dick in a vice grip and it's taking all his strength to savor this for just a bit longer.

When he looks at you again, your eyes are glossy with tears, your fucked out expression gazing up at him with admiration.

"Cum inside me, Kuma," you tell him, legs wrapping around him once again and pulling him against you. "Wanna feel your cum inside me."

He groans against you. "You can't say stuff like that, Y/N," he complains. "I'm trying to savor the moment. I don't want to cum yet." You pout at him when he looks at you. He averts his gaze quickly, dipping his head down to capture a nipple into his mouth as he begins grinding into you again, movements languid and deep. You swear you feel him in your throat. You tangle your hands into his hair, holding him against you as he slowly builds you back up to another climax. He's smirking against your skin at your moans, knowing full well the entire campsite can hear you. He doesn't care at this point.

Just as your cunt clenches down around him, he feels his orgasm quickly approaching. He picks up his pace slightly, pressing his face into your chest as a string of curses and moans leave his lips. And finally, as you cum around him for the second time, he empties his own orgasm into you, moaning into the skin of your chest as your pussy milks him for all he's worth.

When he pulls out, he takes a moment to watch the way his seed spills out of you, a sense of pride that his cum is in you. You're both panting, trying to calm down when you sigh contentedly.

He presses a kiss to your forehead before moving off the mattress to get something to clean you off with. He finds a wash cloth in your bag and wets it down with the bottle of water that was thrown haphazardly next to it. He presses the cloth against your still hot sex and you suck air in through your teeth.

"Cold!" You gasp out, legs closing around his hand.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he murmurs. "I have to clean you up." He continues cleaning you carefully, brow furrowed in concentration as he wipes you down with care.

When he finishes he tosses the rag aside before covering your body with his once again, peppering kisses across your face.

You giggle at him and try to push him away, but he just nuzzles his face into your neck and closes his eyes.

You massage his scalp with your fingers. "You know, maybe I should flirt with Usahara more often if that's how the sex is gonna be," you muse.

Kumatani slowly lifts his head up to glare at you.

"What?" You ask innocently.

Kumatani pounces you like a predator on his prey, effectively shutting you up and convincing you to never flirt with Usahara again.

#life lessons with uramichi oniisan #mitsuo kumatani #kumatani smut #i think i'm one of like 2 people who have written smut for this man #truly sad #honestly #he's hot

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