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HEEEYYYYYYY, How y'all doing? I thought I make a post about my current WIPs! I just recently got into BlueLock and will start writing fics for that fandom. (Each title will link to the fic, if you'd like to read it!)
◦•●◉✿ 𝘐𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦- 𝘎𝘌𝘎𝘖𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵 3) ✿◉●•◦
This is my next release due to popularity! I've written a good chonk of this. I am still working on the smut and hoping to release this next week! (LOOOOOOSSEEE ESTIMATION :3
◦•●◉✿ 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫- 𝐊𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐) ✿◉●•◦
I just started part 2 not too long ago! I have most of the plot worked out as well! This also will have smut in it so it will take longer than Fluff would. I'd say this will be released in the next two weeks. (ONCE AGAIN LOOSE ESTIMATE lol)
◦•●◉✿ 𝕆𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝔸𝕚𝕜𝕦 𝕩 𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜!ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 - ℕ𝕖𝕨 𝕄𝕀ℕ𝕀 𝕊𝔼ℝ𝕀𝔼𝕊!! ✿◉●•◦
Y'all don't be mad... this is why i've been slacking... I came up with an insane idea for a fic with Oliver from Bluelock.... I couldn't resist.... Both reader and Oliver are not shit (both whores and need jail time)! They are playing a game of who will break who's heart first and reader is no better than a man. Oliver has met his match.... unfortunately lmao
◦•●◉✿ 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝙻𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝙼𝚛. 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝- 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟽 ✿◉●•◦
I just released part 6 yesterday! Mama, I have not started part 7 lmaooo
Requests are open! But I may not get to them right away! Thanks for reading!
Masterlist
Stone or Lavender (Part One)
Kungami x Fem!Reader Mini Series (mentions of Chigiri x fem!reader)
Warning: flirting, mostly fluff, adult themes || MDNI
Summary: You and your best friend are studying psychology abroad at a university in Japan. You cross paths with Kunigami, who saves you from getting hit by a soccer ball. He uses that as an excuse to ask you to hangout which you accept. He has such a gentle and kind demeanor unlike most jocks that you’ve met. But is that just a front?
Art: Pinterest (if you know the artist tag them!)
It was your second spring in Japan. Last year, you made the decision to study abroad and attend a university in Japan. The school happily accepted you considering that you had stellar grades and an extensive background in music. You had just finished practicing piano for the day. The sun was just beginning to set. You took your usual route home, passing the soccer field on the way. The players were out practicing as per usual.
“CHIGIRI, PASU (pass)!” A deep voice yells.
You keep walking, wanting to watch them play but too nervous they might say something to you. You stare down at your phone, texting your best friend.
“KIWOTSUKERO (Watch out)!” That same deep voice yells.
You look up and see a soccer ball coming straight at you. You froze and didn’t know what to do. Thankfully, one of the players ran in front of you in time and blocked you from getting hit.
“Anata wa kanojo ni hobo butsukatta (you almost hit her).” He says as he kicks the ball back to the magenta haired player.
His kick was so….powerful.
“Thank you for saving me…gomen’nasai… Watashi o sukutte kurete arigatō. Daijōbu desu ka? (sorry… Thank you for saving me. Are you okay?).” You say getting his attention.
He turns around and faces you. He was really cute. His ginger hair was sticking to his forehead due to him sweating. He towered over you even though you weren’t a short girl. He had to be around 6’2. He smiles at your comment and says, “Hurt from a weak kick like that? Nah, it’ll take a lot more than that. Are you okay?”
Oh, you love his confidence! And he’s bilingual like you! He knows you’re not from here just by looking at you. You nod your head yes and say, “Right!”
He notices you holding a binder with music notes all over it and points at it in your hands. “I always see you carrying that binder. What instrument do you play?”
‘Always see me? Has he noticed me before?’ You think.
“Piano and I sing.” You answer confidently.
“You must be good. You answered so confidently. I’d love to hear you.” He states.
“As a thank you for saving me, I’ll play you for you anytime.” You tease.
“How about tomorrow? I’m free from practice.” He asks.
“Sure, you can meet me in front of the music building at 4pm.” You say as you hug on your binder.
“I’ll be there. I’m Kunigami, by the way. Kunigami Rensuke. What’s your name?” He asks, playing it cool.
“L/N, F/N. Nice to meet you.” You say.
“Nice to meet you too. I’d ask to exchange contact information but I don’t have my phone on me so I'll get it from you tomorrow, kay?” He says looking down at you.
“I look forward to it.” You say.
“Me too, see you then.” As he runs back on the field, you take notice of his jersey number, 9.
You continue your walk, trying to hide your smile as you walk past him and the rest of his team mates. Once the coast is clear, you call your best friend. You met her through a chatroom, during your freshman year of highschool. Her username was kittybabez and yours was memeow. You two bonded over manga, food, and your love for cats. Because of the usernames, you call her Kat and she calls you Mimi. Since you lived across the world from Kat, you had never met her person until you two got accepted to study abroad in Japan. Your relationship grew stronger once you moved in together. Kat was a couple inches shorter than you and wore her hair in braids most of the time. You both were psychology majors, however you specialized in music therapy.
“Hey love, are you on the way home?” Kat says as she answers the phone.
“Yes, I am. You will not believe what just happened to me, Oh my God!” You say out of sheer excitement.
“I’m listening…”
“A soccer player just saved me from a ball hitting me!! He asked me if I was okay and I was like ‘yea’, and I asked if he was okay…which was stupid because… duh he plays soccer… I’m sure he gets hit all the time…. anyway, he was like ‘a weak kick like that!? Nahhh, it’ll take a lot more to hurt me.’ I DIDN'T EVEN TELL YOU HOW HE KICKED THE BALL BACK!! HE'S SO STRONG!!! Okay, okay…the moral of the story is that he wants to watch me play piano tomorrow after classes AND he said he wants my contact info tomorrow.” You ramble.
“GIIIIRRRLLLL, what’s the number on his jersey? I’m looking him up on the uni website. I have to see what he looks like.” She says, laptop ready to go.
“Number 9. His name is Kunigami.” You say.
You hear her typing on the other end of the phone until she goes, “Mimi, he’s your type. DON’T suck his dick in the practice room.” She jokes.
“Remind me to never tell you anything ever again.” You say with a straight face.
Kat bursts out laughing and says, “Hurry up and come home so we can have dinner!!!”
“I’m almost there! Be there in 5!” You say as you hang up the phone.
You spend the rest of your walk thinking about how tomorrow will go. You never thought you’d be into the jock type but Kunigami was different. Obviously, you don’t know this man but he had a gentle demeanor about him. You couldn’t wait to talk to him again and learn more about him. Once you get home, you take off your shoes at the door and say, “I’m home.”
“About time. We have to address the elephant in the room. What are you wearing when you see Kunigami?” She says coming out of her room.
“Do you think I should go preppy or casual? I want to be authentic and not get all dressed up for the first hang out.” You say setting your bag down on the couch.
“Then wear what you usually wear. I think you should show your legs though. If he plays football, he’s probably got a thing for nice legs and you got ‘em.” She says.
You gasp and let out a, “Oh my god!”
“WHAT!” She jumps.
“I called it soccer, not football.” You whine. You didn’t realize that you said neither to him actually.
Your friend rolls her eyes and laughs.
“I’m sure he clocked that you’re American just by talking to you. Don’t sweat it! Let’s go pick out this outfit.” Your friend says as she drags you to your room.
************************NextDay*********************
“Behave yourself, Mimi. You hear me?” Kat says as she fixes the silver clips in your locs.
You ultimately decided to wear a white sweater that hugs your figure and falls slightly off your shoulder. You paired that with a pleated grey miniskirt skirt and Doc Martin boots.
You roll your eyes as you groan the words, “I hear you...”
“Your ass is not listening.” She laughs as she finishes primping you. “He should be here soon. Nervous?”
“Kinda, but I'm more excited. It’s the same feeling I get before a performance.” You admit.
In the distance, you see Kunigami and a magenta haired guy with him. You tap Kat’s shoulder and nod in their direction. She raises her eyebrows and whispers, “Did he bring a team mate?”
“Looks like it.” You whisper back.
Once they get close enough, you turn in their direction and wave.
“Y/N.” Kunigami says as he walks up to us.
“Hey, hero! Glad you could make it. This is my friend, [name], but I call her Kat.” She waves and makes eye contact with Kunigami’s friend.
You and Kunigami both notice they’ve locked eyes.
“Nice to meet you. This is Hyoma Chigiri, one of my teammates.” Kunigami says.
“You can call me Chigiri.” He states.
“I brought him here to apologize to you. He’s the one who kicked the ball that almost hit you.” Kunigami says while giving death eyes to him.
“Keyword, ALMOST.” Chigiri says.
Kat giggles a bit, not expecting thin to be so sassy. He folds his arms and tosses his hair out of his face.
“Princess…” Kunigami threatens.
“My baaaddd.” He sings a half ass apology.
“All good, Chigiri.” You respond.
“Wellll, I’m gonna get going! I have some studying to do. Nice meeting you both.” Kat says while looking up at Chigiri.
He looks at her and says, “Are you going to the library because I was headed there.”
“Yea, you wanna join me?” Kat says with a smile on her face.
“Sure.” He answers softly.
And just like that, we set our friends up. Once we went our separate ways, you took Kunigami into the music building. Musicians were looking him up and down, confused why a jock was in here. Kunigami didn’t care one bit, he was too focused on you.
“Have you ever been inside the music building?” You ask.
“No, I haven’t.” He responds
“It’s really nice, I’ll have to give a tour sometime. When there’s less people. I’d hate to interrupt someone’s rehearsal.” You say as you hold your student ID up to the door to unlock it.
You walk into the practice room with Kunigami. It’s a tight space. Just enough room for an upright piano, piano bench, and a music stand.
“Damn, this room doesn’t have an extra chair but the piano bench is long. You’ll have to sit next to me while I play.” You say as you set your tote bag down.
“I wanna watch you first. Go on, serenade me.” He says leaning against the upright piano.
“What emotion do you want to feel?” You ask as you massage your hands.
“What?” He’s confused.
“What emotion do you want to feel?” You ask again.
Kunigami thinks for a moment as says, “A rush..of some sort?”
You nod your head and gently place your hands on the keys. At that moment, Kunigami started to feel something intense from you. Your energy completely changed.
“This is Libertango by Astor Piazolla.” You say.
You started off loud, playing arpeggios down the entire piano. This intrigued Kunigami, triggering goosebumps on his arm. The left hand held the rhythm while the right hand played chords, building up intensity. You looked up at him for a moment, and smiled. Fast staccato notes come from your right hand. Kunigami's eyes grew wide as he realized just how fast your hands were moving. This speed reminded him of Chigiri. Kunigami swore there wasn’t a key you didn’t touch. You stop… and come back with both hands playing on the higher end of the piano. Kunigami had never seen anyone play this impressively. You were making him feel emotions only a match would make him feel. Eventually, both hands travel down to the bass clef, playing deeper notes. He felt you struck the keys with the same amount of force one of his kicks took. You stop again, teasing Kunigami. You smile at him and start playing the same melody, but faster. He raised his brows out of shock. You had successfully convinced this man that you and him are cut from the same cloth. You ended the piece with a glissando and a crash of a chord.
“How was that?” you ask.
Kunigami started clapping and nodding his head. You stand up and curtsey, holding the hem of your pleated mini skirt in your fingers.
“Beautiful and talented. I haven’t heard anything like that before. I mean, I listen to music but that made me feel so…much.” He said.
You cover your face to hide the fact that he made you blush. He was so gentle when he spoke to you, it made you feel butterflies in your stomach.
“Thank you. Now I have to come to one of your games so I can see your genius.” You say sitting back down in front of the piano.
Kunigami wastes no time and says, “It’s two weeks from today.” He slides his phone out his back pocket and sits down next to you on the piano bench. “Let me send you the details. Get your phone.”
You lean over, grabbing your phone out of your tote bag. You two trade contact information and he texts you the details for the game.
“You put a music note next to your name, how cute.” He says as he stares at his phone. He slides his phone in his back pocket and looks at you.
You two start talking to each other while you softly play scales to warm up. You find out he’s in school for sports management and that he has two sisters. That explains his soft side. He claims he knows ‘how the feminine mind works’ because of them. That statement alone made you belly laugh. He retracted his statement once he realized he’s talking to a psychology major.
“Okay, maybe I don’t know how EVERY feminine mind works.” He chuckles.
“You should have been a psychology major, Kunigami. You’re the next Sigmund Freud, thanks to your sisters.” You tease him.
“What can I say, I’m a versatile guy.” He says with a laugh.
You shake your head and continue playing your scales. Kunigami starts watching your hands, impressed with how agile you are even during warmups.
“You wanna learn how to play?” You ask.
He looked startled by your question. He rubs the back of his neck as he says, “I’ll try for you. Just to see what your world is like.”
You blush again, playing with the hem of your skirt. “It’s not too difficult, I swear. Hold up your hand.”
He does as you say while facing towards you.
“In piano, your fingers have numbers.” You take your pointer finger and trace the palm side of his thumb. “Thumb is always one.” His hands are huge…. You trace his pointer finger. “Number 2.” Rough but soft to the touch…. You trace his middle finger. “Number 3.” I wonder what his touch feels like…. You trace his ring finger. “Number 4.” His fingers would feel really nice inside… You trace his pinky. “And number 5.”
You thought you were safe from these intrusive thoughts. A piano lesson shouldn’t be sexual but here you are doing exactly that. You couldn’t help yourself. You’ve never attracted a jock let alone been attracted to one.
“A-and the other hand?” He says sheepishly.
“It's the same thing.” You say, turning towards the piano.
You press your legs together tightly, hoping that would alleviate the throbbing between them. You weren’t the only one turned on right now. The truth is, Kunigami was turned on the minute you started playing for him. He was struggling just as much as you were.
“Pretend like you're holding a baseball.” You say as you demonstrate. He copies you. “Now turn your hand upside down and place your finger tips on white keys.” He places his left hand randomly on the piano and you clap for him.
“This feels insane. What do I do now?” He says looking at you.
“Try playing 1,2,3,4,5.” You say.
He played all of his notes fortissimo, way too much force. He was in fact very heavy handed, which caused you to jump from the sudden burst of sound. He notices and stops.
“Too loud?” he says with a nervous smile.
“Alittle, be light on your fingertips. Kinda like how when you dribble a soccer ball, you’re agile, right?” You place your hand on top of his and press down to show him how much pressure.
Kunigami started to blush. You were touching him and talking about soccer, he was in heaven. He was trying to be respectable but the way you touched him like he was delicate, paired with the sweet scent that lingers around you… just being this close was all one big tease for Kunigami. It takes alot for him to lose his chill normally, but you were testing that theory.
“Yea, you have to be… Can I ask you a question?” He blurts out.
“Of course.” You say turning towards him.
“What did you call me when you first saw me today?” His voice dropped into a low hum.
“Hero.” The word slides off your tongue, practically music to Kunigami’s ears. “Because you saved me from the ball,” You felt yourself leaning towards him. “Which I never got to properly thank you for.” You plant your lips gently on his cheek, causing the both of you to blush.
You pulled your head back, your faces still inches apart. You can already hear Kat’s voice in your head, telling you to behave. You’re really trying to…but he’s so cute. The way he’s a blushing mess just because you're close to him. How can such a big guy be so adorable?
“You're welcome.” He says as his eyes dart to your lips.
Your lips were slowly gravitating towards each other until your phone alarm went off, ruining the moment completely. You silence the alarm. You had forgotten that you set it to remind you when you have 30 minutes left in the practice space.
“Time’s almost up?” He asks.
“Yeah, unfortunately.” You reply.
“I should let you practice. I’ve been quite the distraction.” He chuckles as he gets up.
“You could say that but I had fun…” you trail off.
You wanted to invite him out tonight. You and Kat were planning on going to an underground boiler room set. If she and Chigiri hung out at the library, you know she invited him.
“Kon’ya wa aitemasu ka? (Are you available tonight?)” you ask him.
He smiles as you speak in his language .
“Hai…” he responds.
“Dewa, kon’ya oai shimasho? (So I’ll see you tonight?)”
He scoffs and smirks at your comment. You want to see just how bad he wants to see you.
“I want to see you again so no need to be obscure about plans. Text me the details and I’ll be there. Now practice.” He says as he throws his backpack on his shoulder.
“Yes, sir!” You say saluting him.
He laughs and leaves the room. You’re smiling ear to ear, knowing that he likes you just as much as you like him.
Taglist: [open] @zinflo @sphiee
This is chapter one of my Kunigami mini series. Wanted to keep it fluff for this chapter. Expect more adult themes, sexual tension, and smut for chapter 2! You all know how I do things around here LOL
Please do not steal or alter any of my work. ©️
In The Middle - Part Two
GeGo x Reader Mini Series
Warnings: flirting, smut, rough sex, threesome || MDNI !! Find part one here!
Art: found on Pinterest but the tag says @/suhmizu or @/sukmizu
Geto: the doors unlocked. Just come in when you get here.
Your stomach was in knots as you read the text on the train to Geto’s place. You picked a cute outfit, something casual but good enough to go out in, if needed. You wore a thin cream colored knit sweater that was practically see through. You paired it with a vintage Viviane Westwood plaid mini skirt and Doc Martin boots. Once you get off the train, you text Geto back.
You: heard.
During the walk to his place, you tell yourself that nothing is going to happen between you and Geto. You repeated it a hundred times in your head like it was a mantra. Once you made it to his apartment, you checked your appearance in your phone before walking in.
“Getooo, I’m here.” You sing as you take your shoes off at his front door.
You were speechless once you saw him. He was freshly out of the shower, shirtless and wearing sweatpants that outlined his dick perfectly. His clothes are typically baggy so seeing him shirtless felt like a privilege.
“You got here quickly. How was the commute?” He says nonchalantly.
“Fine, it was fine.” You look everywhere else to avoid looking at him.
He laughs and says, “I definitely thought I’d have more time to dry off after my shower. I can put on a shirt if this makes you uncomfortable.”
“No, it doesn't bother me. This is your home! If you want to be shirtless, be shirtless. I really don’t mind.” You interject. You just didn’t want the view to end so soon and you had a feeling Geto could sense that too.
He pushes his wet hair behind his ears and says, “If you insist. Can I get you something to drink before we start?”
“Yea, any tea is fine.” You say awkwardly standing at the front door.
Geto walks over to you with his signature closed mouth smile plastered on his face. He puts both his hands on your shoulders, bending down to be eye level with you. “Make yourself at home. I’m not gonna bite.” His voice was soft like silk.
You take a deep breath and nervously smile back at him. “Do I seem nervous?”
“Yea,” he walks behind you and starts massaging your shoulders. “And tense. It’s cute that you’re nervous. Never thought I’d make you feel this way.”
Just the thought of being in Geto’s apartment had you wet but him touching and talking to you like this had you soaked. You went in really optimistic, thinking you weren’t going to engage in any sexual activities. That was the goal, at least. You, unfortunately, were about to fold within the first 5 minutes of you being at his house.
“Make yourself at home okay? I’ll go make tea.” He says as he places his hand on the small of your back. He lightly pushes you towards the couch so you’ll sit down.
You nod your head and smile. Once he walks to the kitchen, you quickly whip out your phone and text Shoko and Utahime.
You: GETO IS TRYING TO FUCK ME!!!!!!
Shoko: We told you this.
Hime: are you gonna fuck him?
You: lowkey I want to… but we need to start this fucking project 😭
Hime: I’ll try to keep Gojo here so you two can have privacy. No promises though, he stays pissing me off.
You: thank you for your service 🫡
“I hope you like Jasmine tea.” He says walking out the kitchen with a tea set. He sets it down on the table and sits down on the ground. You slide off the couch to join him on the floor. He smirks.
“Thanks. Let’s get started on this project.” You say.
You two start brainstorming concepts, cracking jokes and flirting in between. An hour passes by, and you two finally develop a concept. You were even able to get a couple slides of the Powerpoint done.
“I think it’s time for a break. That was a productive hour.” Geto says as he gets up from the floor.
“Yea it was.” You say as you stretch.
“I’m gonna go check the mail, a package got delivered.” He puts on a baggy shirt. “Try not to miss me.”
You scoff and roll your eyes at his comment. He laughs and heads out the door. You go through your bag, and find your perfume. You spray a little bit behind your ears and on your wrists. You get up and check yourself out in the full body mirror they had standing in their living room. Making sure that you looked irresistible. You quickly sat back down as the door swung open.
“Honey, I’m ho- oh?” Gojo says as you two make eye contact.
“Honey?” You giggle.
“Not you, honey. Suguru, honey. Didn’t expect to see you here alone. Where did he head off to?” Gojo asks as he takes his shoes off at the door.
“He went to check the mail.” You say as you stand up.
Gojo eyes you up and down, taking in every detail. You got a little shy with how intensely he was staring.
“Cute skirt. Did you wear it for me or Suguru?” He asks while flashing his dazzling white teeth.
That turned you on. Fuck man, he’s too good with his words.
“Last time I checked, you were supposed to be at Utahime’s.” You interject.
“Ah, so you put it on with Suguru in mind and I’m lucky to get to see you in it. Glad I came home.” He walks over to his room.
You’ve had enough of this.
“Why do you keep saying things like that? Teasing me about Geto specifically. Are you a cuck? Do you want to watch us fuck or something?” You say from the living room.
He walks back out from his room with a big smile on his face and in more comfortable clothes… meaning he was shirtless and in sweats. You could see his happy trail that matched the white hair on his head. You immediately get choked up and try to keep your composure. Once again, being met with temptation.
“That would be pretty hot.” He says walking towards you. “I don’t think I’d have enough self control to just watch though..”
Your fingers start to play with the pleats on your skirt as the intrusive thoughts start flooding in. You imagine Geto railing you while Gojo shoves his dick down your throat, both of them moaning your name. You swiftly push your legs together as you stand there in shock. Gojo laughs and says, “Does that answer your question?”
The front door swings open and in walks Geto.
“Satoru, you’re home.” Geto looks at you and notices how flustered you appeared. He looks back at Gojo and says, “Satoruuu, what did you say?”
“What? I didn’t say anything.” He lies.
You look at Geto and your heart starts racing. You needed a second to get yourself together.
“I’m gonna go to the bathroom. Where is it?” You ask.
Both boys point you in the right direction. You walk to the bathroom and shut the door. You run your hands through your thick hair and start pacing back and forth. You wrap your hands around your throat, pretending to choke yourself. You’re having a silent full blown freak out. You take a couple deep breaths and think to yourself, ‘Everything is good. Everything is fine. If you end up in a threesome, you end up a threesome. Don't let your nerves get the best of you. You have to play it cool.’
Once you talk yourself down, you walk out of the bathroom to witness the hottest shit you've ever seen. Your lips slowly parted as you saw Geto and Gojo making out on the couch. Hands all over each other, tongues caressing one another, you couldn’t look away. You were fighting the urge to touch yourself but you just watched until they noticed you.
“We were waiting for you, Y/N.” Geto says. They scoot over slightly, making room in between them.
“Come sit here. In the middle.” Gojo says in a seductively low voice.
You felt like prey that had finally been caught by the predator. You sauntered over to the couch not saying a word. You slowly sit in between them, tightly closing your legs. They both were facing you but you couldn’t make eye contact with either of them.
“Have you ever had a threesome?” Geto softly asks.
You swallow the saliva that was building up in your mouth and say, “No, not yet.”
Both men smirk at your response.
“Do you want to have a threesome right now?” Gojo asks.
“Y-yes.” You stutter.
You still weren’t looking at them but you knew they both had devilish smiles plastered on their faces. Without any hesitation, Geto uses his fingers to guide your face to look at him.
“We’re gonna make you feel so good.” He says in a low voice while staring at your lips.
He gently kisses your lips a few times, as if he was teasing you. He decides to deepen the kiss, gently caressing his tongue against yours. His hands find their way under your sweater, fondling your breasts. You feel Gojo’s hot breath fanning on your neck while his hands make their way in between your thighs. You moan into Geto’s mouth as Gojo licks and bites on your neck. You loved the attention you were getting but didn’t want to leave the boys hanging. You place your hand on their crotches, palming their hard members through their sweatpants. Both of them moan from the sudden contact.
“We should take her clothes off.” Geto moans as he starts kissing on your neck.
Gojo steals your attention, using his fingers to turn your face towards him. He pulls you into a passionate kiss, shoving his tongue down your throat. He was a bit rougher than Geto was when it came to kissing. He starts to fondle your breasts while Geto tries to unzip your skirt.
“Yea, we should or she could strip for us?” Gojo suggests breaking the kiss.
Your eyes immediately get big at Gojo’s suggestion but you’re not one to back down from a challenge. You stand up in front of the boys and turn around. You hook your fingers on the side of your panties and slowly slide them down your legs, revealing a peak of your most sensitive parts to them.
“Oh fuck.” They say in unison.
You throw your panties at Gojo’s face causing Geto to laugh.
“You’re not getting these back.” Gojo says with a smirk on his face.
“Keep ‘em.” you say as you take your sweater off leaving you in a bra and mini skirt. “Who wants to unhook my bra for me?” You ask.
Geto raises his hand faster than humanly possible. You giggle as you take a seat on his lap. His boner pressed against your slick through his sweatpants. He unbuckled your bra and threw it behind the couch. He grabbed both your tits, placing your nipples in between his thumb and pointer finger. He let out little moans as you started to grind against his hard on. You both were teasing the fuck out of each other and Gojo couldn’t take his eyes off of either of you.
“You two look so hot.” He moaned as he whips out his dick and starts stroking it slowly.
You hum in delight once you see what Gojo was packing and you couldn’t wait to see Getos. You crawl to the middle of the couch again, staying on your hands and knees. You arch your back, sticking your ass in the air and laying your head on Gojo’s lap. The boys took full advantage and got to work. Geto takes one long lick between your folds causing you to gasp while you stroked Gojo’s dick.
“You taste so sweet, Y/N. Gojo, you’d love it.” He says right before he starts really eating you out from the back.
You couldn’t help but to moan as Geto sucked on your clit. He made it so hard to focus on Gojo because he was giving you the best head you’ve ever gotten. He was messily eating you out as if he was starving and you were a meal he had been craving.
“Ah! Fuuuck, Geto!” You moaned as you tried to get it together for Gojo.
“Awh, you can’t even think the way Geto has you right now. Let me help you, baby. Open your mouth.” Gojo says as he grabs his dick.
You do as he says. He puts his veiny dick down your throat, muffling all your moans. He starts to buck his hips slowly, fucking your face.
“Ahhh, that's a good girl, Y/N.” Gojo moans as he slips in and out of your throat.
Geto licks his fingers and slides two into you. He wanted to watch you please Gojo. You notice him looking and decide to show off. You start deep throating Gojo making him moan your name. He gathers your hair and holds it in a ponytail as you lick and suck his dick, giving him the sloppiest head. Gojo couldn’t hold back any moans as your plump lips went up and down his cock. Geto pulls his fingers out of you and finally takes his dick out.
“I should stop before I make you cum.” You say looking Gojo in the eyes while you sit up.
Gojo nods his head and tries to catch his breath. You turn your attention to Geto as he starts stroking his dick. You smirk at him and say, “I have to return the favor.”
Before you knew it, you were in the same position again but this time, Gojo eating you out from the back and Geto fucking your face. He had a tighter grip on your hair than Gojo did and every thrust was hitting the back of your throat. Gojo was having a field day in between your legs. He did in fact love the taste of you.
“Such a pretty girl with a dirty little mouth, huh?” Geto moans under his breath as he fucks into your face. He thrusts a few more times before he pulls out.
Gojo notices and lifts his head from your slick and says, “Yea she almost made you cum didn’t she? See, I’m not weak, she’s just good.”
You chuckle as you get up and pull your skirt off. The boys take that as a sign and remove their clothes as well. Geto stood behind while Gojo was in front of you.
“So who gets the honor to fuck you first?” Gojo interjects.
“Geto, of course. You said you wanted to watch right?” You say as you get back on the couch on your hands and knees.
Gojo does just that. He sits back on the couch and starts fisitng his dick slowly, teasing himself as he watches Geto rub the tip of his dick at your entrance. Gojo caresses your face with his free hand, sticking his thumb between your lips. You didn’t question his actions; you play along, circling your tongue around his thumb.
“Think you’ll be able to take it?” Gojo asks.
“This isn’t my first- Hah!” You jump as Geto slowly pushes into you. Gojo couldn’t help but smirk as he watched both of your faces contorted in pleasure from one another. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt his girthy dick stretch you out in the best way.
“You’re stretching me the fuck out!” You whine as you adjust around his size.
“You’re so tight, Y/N.” Geto moans. “But, I know you can take it.” He talks you through it as he slowly starts to thrust into you.
You grip onto the couch cushion to stabilize yourself as Geto picks up the pace. The moans you were letting out were loud and throaty. It really felt like Geto was in your stomach.
“Stay right here, baby. Where you going?” Geto moans as he grabs your hips to stop you from running.
Gojo was taking in every detail: watching your pretty face react to Geto, hearing how wet you sound, seeing how Geto’s muscles flex when he rails into you. He loved the chemistry between you two but as he said earlier, he doesn’t have the self control to just watch.
“She’s got two other holes, Satoru.” Geto says in between thrusts. You nod your head and keep moaning, unable to talk.
“I was just thinking that.” Gojo says with a sly smirk as he puts his dick near your mouth. You look at Geto with pleading eyes, not sure if you can take both of them.
“We’ll be gentle. Let’s start with your mouth.” Gojo says, slapping his hard dick against your cheek. You looked up at him with parted lips, practically begging him to put it in.
He caresses your jaw and slides his hard member to the back of your throat. He throws his head back, feeling how wet and warm your mouth is again.
“Look at her taking two cocks.” Gojo moans while making eye contact with Geto.
“You like it, Y/N? You like having my best friends cock in your mouth while I fuck you?” Geto says as he smacks your ass.
Seeing you like this was a vision for them.They were fucking you senseless and you didn’t know if you could go much longer. Geto starts cursing under his breath every time he feels your walls pulsate around him. He was just as close as you were. The vibration of your muffled moans we’re getting to Gojo. He was close too.
“Right there.!” Gojo moans as you deep throat him.
His dick starts twitching in the back of your throat. He quickly pulls out of your mouth and starts cumming all over your face. His glottal moans filled the room, pushing you and Geto even closer your orgasms. Geto starts kissing on your back as his thrusts start getting sloppy but deep. The tip of his dick kept pushing into your g spot, sending you straight into bliss.
“Mmm! I’m cumming, Fuuuck!” You whine in a high pitched voice.
“Ughhh, shit!” Geto groans as he pulls out and starts stroking his dick.
Thick ropes of Geto’s cum cover your back as Gojo whispers sweet nothings to the both of you, guiding you through what felt like the craziest orgasm. You were seeing stars and practically incoherent. Your hands and knees give out, forcing you to lay flat on your stomach.
“You did so good, sweetheart.” Geto says while putting back on his sweatpants. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
Both the boys leave and come back with wet washcloths to clean you up. Gojo wiped your back while Geto wiped your face.
“I’m excited for the next round. I bet your pussy feels great.” Gojo insinuates as he squeezes your butt.
“It does feel really good, but give the girl a break, Satoru. It was her first threesome.” Geto says.
“Eventually, I’d like to try DP but that’s something I have to work up to…. both of you are pretty big.” You say in a soft voice.
Both the boys get giddy about your answer and realize that this was the best spontaneous decision they ever made.
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See you later, Mr. President (Part One)
Hawks x Reader Mini Series
Warnings: sexual tension, mild smut || MDNI
Art by: Kadeart
“I’m down bad, Fumikage…” he says, pinching the bridge of his nose. A deep sigh followed his words.
“Just ask her out. The worst she can say is no.” Fumikage replies.
Keigo had invited Fumikage out for drinks. He needed someone to talk about his latest…issue. He had developed feelings for a coworker, and not just any coworker. She’s a potential collaborator for the project he and Ochaco have been working on. She works for a similar nonprofit organization where she’s from and was sent to see if the company wants to expand the organization here in Japan.
“I don't even care to be unprofessional, I just don’t want to ruin this for Ochaco or the kids in the program.” He groans and rolls his eyes. “I’m the damn President. I SHOULD be able to do what I want.” He mumbles under his breath.
Fumikage shakes his head out of disappointment and says “But your actions reflect the HPSC. You know this.”
“Yea, I’m aware…..” he sighs.
Once again, he feels disdain towards the commission. A feeling that comes to him often. As long as the commission exists, he feels that it’s his burden to bear….quite the masochist.
“Mr. President?” He feels a gentle tap on his shoulder.
A devilish smirk grows on Keigo’s face as he realizes who’s behind him. Fumikage lets out a scoff, knowing who you are without having met you. Keigo’s smirk tells him everything he needs to know. He turns around to face you and says, “Heeeyy, what are you doing here?”
He stands up and checks you out. His eyes quickly grazed up and down your body. You had just come back from getting dinner with Ochaco and a few of her friends. You're wearing a black spaghetti strapped, A-line mini dress and a dark red leather jacket. He leans over and gives you a friendly hug; resting his hand on the small of your back. You smile at him and say, “This bar is right next to my hotel. I wanted to stop and get a drink before turning in for the night.”
“I see.” He says keeping his hand on the small of your back as he loosens the hug. “Fumikage, this is L/N F/N. She’s the woman I was talking about earlier. Good things….great things even…haha…This is Fumikage Tokoyami. He’s a good friend of mine.”
Oh god, why did he say he was talking about you earlier..and why did he say it like that. Your mind can’t help but to wonder what was said. You also wonder why his hand is still on the small of your back but you really don’t mind because you find him attractive. He’s charming and always makes you laugh. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about him in that way.
“Nice to meet you, Tokoyami.” You bow slightly, showing respect.
“Nice to meet you, Y/N.” He stands up and bows slightly in your direction. “ I would love to stay and hang out but I was just heading out actually. I have to patrol in the morning.”
Keigo moves his hand from your back and pats Fumikage on the shoulder and says, “I wouldn't want to keep you, man. I’ll see you later this week?”
“Yes of course. See you later, Mr.President.” Fumikage teases.
Keigo lets out a laugh and says, “Fly safe.”
He pulls out the barstool that Fumikage was sitting in and says, “Can I buy you a drink?”
You knew this was a bad idea but you wanted to do it anyway. You could lose your job if this goes any further than just a drink. The company you work for sent you here because you were unbiased. You had to make the decision if it would be a good idea to go into business with Japan’s HPSC.
“Mr.President, you don't have to do that.” You say keeping a smile on your face.
“I insist, please. You said you wanted one and I’m more than happy to buy it for you.”
You give in and take a seat in the chair. He pushed the chair in as if you weighed nothing. He takes a seat next to you and asks, “What do you like to drink?”
“Umeshu, it’s my favorite.” You say.
“Ahh, you like it sweet. So do I.” That smirk has not left his face. Everything that comes out of his mouth sounds like he’s flirting with you.
The bartender comes over to the two of you and takes your order. He comes back with a glass of fruit wine and sets it in front of you. Keigo thanks him.
“Thank you, Mr.President.”
“My pleasure. You don’t have to be so formal, Y/N. Call me Kiego.” He says with a genuine smile on his face.
“Kiego, that name fits you.” You say taking a sip of your wine.
“You think so? I only used to go by my Hero name before the war.”
“Oh? And what was that?” You play dumb as if you didn’t spend hours researching him before coming to Japan, one month ago.
“Hawks.” He states.
“That name also fits you. I don’t mean this in a bad way but you can be intimidating.” You say holding back a laugh.
“Whhaaaa, me? Intimidating?” He gives you an intense stare while cocking his head to the side and saying, “How so?”
The way he looked at you sent a shiver down your spine. “I’m sure you’ve heard the expression ‘watch like a hawk.’ Your stare is just intense.” You say honestly.
“Haha, that is true. I’m a really laid back guy though, I swear.”
“Oh I know you are. Since I’ve met you a month ago, I’ve been questioning how you maintain such a calm composure being the president of the HPSC. I haven’t seen you crack once.”
You take another sip of your wine, finishing it. Kiego notices, and immediately asks, “You want another glass?”
You should go back to the hotel but you’re really enjoying this conversation. He seems to be enjoying it too. You take off your leather jacket, revealing your collar bones and a bit of cleavage. You hang your jacket on the back of your bar chair and fix your spaghetti straps. Kiego had never seen you outside of your office clothes before. It was quite the sight for him. There’s no denying he wanted you.
“Yea, I’ll take another one. Thank you Kiego.” You say.
He orders you another glass and refills his. You raise your now full glass near him and he clinks his cup to yours. You both take a sip.
“What’s life like for you back in your country? Are you married, have a partner , or kids?” He slyly asks.
You’re smirking at him now, because you know what he’s doing…and you’re not stopping him. He lets out a small laugh, knowing that you know.
“No, I'm not married, no partner and I have no kids. I just work and travel and travel for work.”
He perks up hearing that you aren’t married and have no kids. He does see a ring on your finger from time to time so he had to confirm.
“What a shame. You’re a beautiful woman, Y/N. Anybody would be lucky to have you.” He says looking straight at you. Not an ounce of hesitation.
The way he was speaking to you combined with the wine had you feeling perfect.
“Thank you, Kiego. That’s very nice of you to say. What about you? Any secret children the world doesn’t know about?” You joke.
“Haha, no. I’m not taken but if I was, I think my girlfriend would look a lot like you.” He says nonchalantly.
“Oh really?” You say with a slight giggle.
“I’m just sayin!” He flashes that charming smile at you.
You both laugh at his statement. You both played it off but this entire exchange was turning you on. Keigo was good at hiding it but he would fold for you in a second. You kept going back and forth with your decision, should you invite him to your hotel or should you go home alone? If you don’t leave with him, it’s gonna be a long night of you pleasuring yourself… and you just knew your hands couldn’t do what he could.
“Keigo….I think I’m gonna head back to my hotel.” You gently place your hands on top of his and say, “Will you walk me?”
You’d never seen his face light up as quickly as it did. He nods his head yes and pulls out his wallet. He grabs ¥3,000 and goes over to the bartender to pay the tab. He had already done the math in his head for how much the bill would be. When he comes back, he grabs your jacket off the back of your chair. You stand up and let him help you put it on.
“You in a hurry?” You ask as you both head to the exit.
He starts to slightly blush as he holds the door open for you.
“I just didn’t want to keep you waiting.” He says placing his hand on the back of his neck.
You walk through the door and he follows you. The walk to the hotel was pretty silent. You both were thinking of the consequences this would bring. But what about the pleasure? It had been awhile since both of you had been laid and you were already so wet just from the conversation back at the bar. Maybe one night wouldn’t hurt.
“This is my hotel.” You say nervously as you stand in front of him. Your eyes kept darting to his lips. You wanted to kiss him.
“Y/N, tell me if I’m wrong but I get the feeling you want me to kiss you right now?” Lust weighing down his voice like iron.
Your face burned at his observation. Thank god he couldn’t tell. He moves closer to you, your faces a hairbreadth apart from each other. He pushes your hair off your shoulder revealing your neck to him.
“Am I right or…” he whispers in your ear.
He knows he’s right, why is he even playing these games with you? The longer you take to decide, the longer he will tease you.
“You’re right, Mr. President…but we can’t down here.” You stay perfectly still as you feel his breath hit your neck.
“What a shame. If only someone had a hotel room in this hotel we’re standing in front of.” He teases.
This was eating you alive and he didn’t care in the slightest. He wanted you to say yes so badly and you wanted that too.
“Are you thirsty?” You say changing the subject.
He backs away from your ear and says, “so thirsty.”
“I have water in my room, upstairs. Let’s go.” You say grabbing your room key.
You both head into the hotel, opening the main entrance and elevator with your key. Once you both were inside the elevator, Keigo grabs your waist. He gently pushes you against the wall as he presses his lips against yours. You grab both sides of his face, your fingers grazing the scar on his jawline. His tongue made its way into the kiss as he placed his hands under your mini dress to feel your ass. He moaned lightly as you bit his lip. He could’ve taken you right in this elevator if he wanted too.
DING!
Suddenly his hands and mouth were off you. He cleared his throat and adjusted his blazer as the elevator doors opened. You were disheveled, in disbelief he would stop so suddenly. You adjust your dress and take a step out the elevator as the doors open, he follows you.
“Really looking forward to this water.”
I don’t think you all understand how I wrote this in little to no time. I LOVE writing about Hawks! Hes the reason I started writing fanfics again. Ugh part 2 is about to go HARD >:)
Part 2 out now :)
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See you Later, Mr. President (Part 3)
Hawks x Reader Mini Series
Part one
Part two
WARNINGS: sexual tension || MDNI
You slowly open your eyes to your hotel room. Keigo was still asleep while having his arms wrapped around you. You turn to face him, loosening up his grip on you. You lay your head on his chest as you look at him while he sleeps. You started to get flashbacks of last night in your head causing you to feel embarrassed. You still can’t believe you fucked the ONE person your employer said not to fuck.
“Good morning, Y/N.” A groggy Keigo says.
“Good morning Kiego.” You say as you sit up.
You crawl on top of him, placing your ass right on his crotch. You look down at his chiseled abs and his body covered in scars. You wanted to know where every scar came from. He places his hands on your ass and hums in delight.
“What’s your plans for today?” He asks while looking up at you.
Two unexpected knocks at your door make you flinch. Keigo furrowed his brow and mouthed the word, “housekeeping?”
You shake your head no because you know they come in the middle of the day. You get off of him and put on your robe. You answer the door to reveal Ashido and Ochako.
“Ohh, good morning Ashido and Ochako.” You say it loud enough so Keigo can hear you.
Kiego jumps out of the bed and onto the floor. He lands as soft as he could but you could still hear him.
“Good morning. Is someone here, Y/N.” Ashido asks with a smirk on her face.
“No…. Just me. I overslept! I completely forgot we were going shopping together. How about I meet you all at the cafe down the street? It’ll take me 20 minutes to get ready.” You redirect Ashido.
“Yea that’s fine but what’s that?” Ochako pointed at the dark hickey on your collar bone with a giggle.
Now why the fuck would Keigo give you a hickey? This is supposed to be a secret thing and he marked you?
“It’s a hickey.” You honestly say.
“From?” Ashido says.
“I’ll explain at the cafe!! You two are so nosy. Give me 20 minutes and I'll meet you there.” You express.
“Okay okayyy, tell mister hottie I said good morning.” Ashido says as they begin to walk away.
You close the door and say, “I completely forgot I made plans with them last night.”
Keigo comes out of the closet completely dressed in his suit and says, “They don’t know it’s me so we’re all good.”
“Damn, I didn’t even hear you put on your clothes.”
“Yea, I’m stealthy. What are you wearing today?” He asks as he takes a seat on the bed.
“Something that covers up this HICKEY.” You pout at him and cross your arms.
“Oh… haha… Sorry about that. I clearly lack self control…. I mean we both do.” He explains.
You roll your eyes and say, “That’s not a genuine apology, Keigo.”
He gets up and stands behind you, pressing his body to yours. He gently kisses the side of your neck and mumbles, “I’ll make it up to you when we meet again. I promise.”
Everytime he gave you attention like that, it made you so weak in the knees. It took every fiber in your body to control your urges when he touched you.
“Mhm, okay Mr.President.” You say acting like you were unimpressed by him.
He lets out a laugh and says, “Get dressed. I’ll leave like 20 minutes after you so nothing looks suspicious.”
You nod your head and begin your process. While you got ready, you and Keigo talked and got to know each other more. He didn’t say this out loud but he found out that he adores watching you get ready. He paid attention to the products you were using for your skin and what make up you put on. He even took note of what songs you put on to get ready too.
“How do I look?” You say posing for him.
“Too fucking good.” He says as he takes in your outfit.
You wore an off the shoulder grey sweater with a lace cream colored cami underneath to hide the hickey. You paired with a jean mini skirt. You pulled your hair up into a relaxed bun, leaving a few locs in your face.
“Okay, I gotta go.” You grab your purse and rush over to the door, Kiego following directly behind you. You slide your sneakers on your foot, holding onto Keigo as you fix your shoe.
“When am I seeing you again?” He blurts out.
“At work tomorrow.” You say innocently.
He scoffs and says, “Y/N, when am I seeing you again outside of work?”
Oh, right. He wants to hook up again. You pause for a second and think if you want this to be a one time thing. How are you two going to hide this? You can’t be seen in public together so it would be just a no strings attached situation, right?
“How about Friday?” You give in.
“Okay, I’ll see you then.” He lifts your hand to his mouth and kisses it.
You give a half smile back and say, “See you.”
You open the door and rush over to the cafe where Ashido and Ochako are. You can’t help but to feel weird about all of this. There’s a bit of guilt and confusion in your mind from the night you had with Keigo. Once you get there you, bow and apologize profusely to the both of them.
“I’ll accept your apology once you give me the details!” Ashido pouts.
“Sit down and stop apologizing. I ordered what you usually get.” She slides your drink over to you as you take a seat next to her.
“Thank you for ordering this.” You say before you take a quick sip, realizing you haven't drank anything today. “All you need to know is that it was a one night stand and I don’t think he’s interested long term anyway.”
There was some truth to your lie.
“Do you want it to be long term?” Ashido asks.
“I don’t know… In a perfect world yes but...we work to…two different schedules and it just doesn’t seem like it’s a good idea.” You explain.
“…Hm, I don’t know, I think you should try. If he seems interested in you and you like him, why not?” Ochako says.
“Says the girl who can’t ask out someone she’s been crushing on for over A DECADE.” Ashido interjects.
“Wait, Deku? Ochako, it's been that long?” You didn’t know much of the story behind Ochako’s feelings for him. Usually, you‘re not one to pry but you’ll do anything to keep them from talking about your night with the president.
“Yea, Deku. The green haired one you met last night. She has literally had feelings for him since U.A.” Ashido says.
Ochako takes Ashido's scolding and knows that she’s right. It’s just tough because she feels like it’s been so long and if he liked her, he would have made a move by now. Once everyone finished their drinks, you all headed out to the mall. You spent the day shopping with the girls and found some really cute outfits for work.
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Keigo laid in your bed while he waited to leave your hotel room. He’s resisting the urge to snoop around. He’s not looking for anything specific, he just wants to know more about the things you like.
“I shouldn’t…” he says out loud to himself. He sits up on the bed and places his hand on his face. He was contemplating. If he still had his quirk, he would have done it already. He likes knowing everything.
“Nah, I’ll chill.” He says to himself. He does get up and write a note for you though. He grabs a napkin off the coffee table and grabs a pen from your desk. He starts writing. He was thinking about the night you two shared. Even though it was amazing for the both of you, he knew you had some qualms about it.
‘Y/N , thank you for a great night. Stop by my office in the morning whenever you get to work. I look forward to seeing you again. -Keigo’
***********Next Day***********
“Ohayou Gozaimasu, Y/N. The president would like to see you.”
You were avoiding him. You saw the note he left you but you just couldn’t bring yourself to go to his office.
“Arigatou Gozaimasu, I’ll be there in a moment.” You respond.
His receptionist bows and leaves your office. You let out a deep sigh and finish typing your email. The truth is you don’t know how you feel about pursuing a relationship with him. You worked so hard to get where you are within the company. It’s not worth losing your position for a man, however you can’t hide from him forever. You get up and check yourself out in the mirror hung up in your office. You were wearing a white blouse with a black vest and black mini skirt. Sheer stockings covered your legs along with ballet flats on your feet.
“I hope he doesn’t make this hard.” You whisper to yourself as you fix your hair.
You walk out of your office and take the elevator up to his, anxiously tapping your foot as you pass each floor. The doors open to his receptionist sitting outside his office.
“I’ll buzz you in.” She says.
You walk up to his office door and open it as you hear the buzzing. Knots started forming in your stomach as you saw him sitting at his desk. His suit jacket was off, so you got to see him in his fitted white button down. He looks up at you and smirks.
“You wanted to see me?” You say closing the door.
“Yes, I thought I made that pretty clear.” He states.
You stood there with nothing to say, unable to make eye contact with his strong gaze.
“What’s up, Y/N? Did I do something wrong? You avoiding me?” He says with concern in his voice.
“No….I’m not avoiding you… I just..” you stammer.
He stands up from his desk and walks over to you. He stands directly in front of you, your bodies a hair's breadth away from each other.
“You just what?” He says under his breath while staring you directly in your eyes.
“I just don’t think…. We should be… seeing each other like this.” You confess as you share a breath with him.
“Yea? Why not?” He softly caresses your face.
“I could lose my job.” His hand slides from your face and down to the collar of your shirt. He pulls your collar to the side to reveal your collarbone. He lets out a chuckle once he sees the hickey he marked you with.
“I wouldn’t let that happen, Y/N. Do you think I would let them fire you?” His voice dropped down an octave as he closed the gap between you two. His hands resting on your waist as he pulls you close to him.
“I don't think you have jurisdiction over that, Mr. President.” You wrap your arms around his shoulders, giving in to his seductive nature.
He smacks his teeth and rolls his eyes at your comment. “I have as much power as they do over your job. I have so much power that they sent you over here to keep tabs on me. Not that I’m complaining.”
He wasn’t wrong, they did send you to as a physical reminder. Your job was to assist the commission on closing the deal with your company, answering any questions they had and helping them fill out any paperwork. You’re meant to be here no more than a few months.
“I’m not keeping tabs on you, Mr. President. I’m here to assist the commission on closing a deal. That’s it.” You say as his hands begin to rub up and down your back.
“Assist is a nice word for rush.” He chuckles. “Be honest with me, Y/N. If seeing me didn’t cost you your job, would you continue seeing me?”
You sat in silence for a moment to think. If you say yes, you know Keigo is the type to run with it. You can already hear him saying, ‘So go out with me.’
“No, I wouldn’t.” You state.
He scoffs and says, “You're such a bad liar, sweetheart. Be honest.”
You roll your eyes and look up at him and say, “If you know the answer, why do I have to say it?”
He grabs your face and squeezes your cheeks together. “Because I want to hear you say it.”
You push his hand from your face and walk away from him. He smiles at the fact that he’s lowkey pissing you off. You lean up against his desk and say, “I would continue seeing you if my job wasn’t at stake.”
He walks up to you, closing the space between you two once again and says, “That’s all I needed to hear, pretty girl. Don’t worry about your job, it’s not going anywhere. Trust me when I say that, okay?”
You stare into his eyes as he promises you that everything will be okay. You believe him more than you’ve believed anyone.
“Okay.” You mutter as he places his thumb on your chin to pull you into a heated kiss. His hands grab on your ass as his tongue caresses yours. You placed your hands on his chest, tapping on his firm peck. He stops kissing you and clears his throat.
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” He says.
You wipe your dark brown lip liner and clear gloss off his lips with your thumb and say, “Don’t get us caught, Mr.President.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it. Now that that’s figured out, can I see you tonight?” He asks.
“I’ll be in touch.” You walk away from him and head to the door.
Here’s part three of the mini series!!! I hope you all are loving it! Part four will have some drama I think.. or more smut, I’m still thinking about it lol!!! Leave comments on how you’re feeling :) love u my little nakidoris ❤️
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See you Later, Mr. President (Part Two)
Hawks x Reader Mini Series
Warning: pure smut >:3 || MDNI
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“Really looking forward to this water.” That signature smirk appears on his face once again.
The closer you got to the room, the more intense you felt. It was a mix of excitement, fear and sexual tension. You just don’t know if you’re going to contain yourself. But then again, Keigo wouldn’t be in your hotel at 2 in the morning if you had some sort of self control. Once you get to the room, you open the door. You start to remove your shoes…..and so does he. You both know that he’s not here for water.
“Let me get that water for you.” You say while taking off your jacket.
You walk over to the small kitchen area and bend down to open up the mini fridge placed under the countertop. This gave him a perfect view of your ass. You were a little tipsy and weren’t really thinking about it. All of a sudden, you feel a firm grasp on the plump of your butt.
“Close the fridge, Y/N.” His raspy voice sends a spark down to your center. Your breathing starts to hitch as he continues to rub on your ass. You close the fridge and stand up straight. He gets directly behind you, pressing his bulge on your ass. His hands slide slowly up your torso, stopping to cup both your breasts. He’s leaving butterfly kisses on your shoulder, as he massaged your tits through your dress. You were trying your hardest not to moan.
“Do you want me to stop?” He says as he bites the outer shell of your ear.
For the first time in your life, you were too horny to speak. All you knew was that you wanted his hands between your legs.
“Please don’t.” You whine as he continues to feel you up. He took his time feeling every curve on your body. He pulls your spaghetti straps off your shoulders slowly, letting the dress fall to reveal your breasts.
“Turn around so I can get a good look.” He says in between the kisses he’s leaving on your neck.
When you turn to face him he lets out a moan. He was so captivated by you. He immediately starts kissing on your neck as he pulls you close to him. He was sucking, licking and biting you as if you were something to eat. He lifts you up by your thighs and places you on the countertop behind you. He stood between your spread legs as he massaged your breasts. Both your nipples were in between his fingers.
“Oh fuck.” You squeeze out in between breaths. “I’m so turned on right now.” You say grinding your hips towards him.
“Yea?” He says as he places his thumb on top of your clothed clit. He starts to rub tight circles over it as he pops a titty in his mouth. Your eyes roll to the back of your skull the second you feel his tongue on your nipple. You couldn’t help but moan out his name as you grinded on his hand. He pulls your panties to the side and pushes a finger in you. He gives you what you want, and moves his hand in a rapid back and forth motion. The moans start pouring out of your mouth at this point which fueled his arousal. He presses his forehead to yours and says, “Fuuck, you’re so wet. That's all for me, baby?”
“Y-yes, uhh yea, Keigo.” You whimper looking him directly in his eyes.
He lifts your right leg up on the counter to give himself a better angle. He pulls you closer to the edge of the counter with one hand. He starts fingering you, a bit slower than a minute ago. You grind your hips wanting him to go faster. He loved how much you wanted him because he wanted you just as much. He smirks and says, “I wanna taste you.”
He pulls his fingers out of you to slide your panties off. He gives you a few kisses before he gets on his knees before you. You got a little nervous for a moment with him being so close to your heat like this. He makes direct eye contact with you as he starts lapping at your clit. He slides his fingers into you once again, quickly getting into the same rhythm with his tongue.
“Ah! Right theeeerrreee.” You whine. Your hands immediately push his face closer to your heat. Your pussy starts clenching around his fingers. You grind against his tongue which makes him hum in delight. He starts to move his fingers in a ‘come here’ motion, sending you into euphoria.
“Ah, I-I’m so close! Fuuck, Keigo. I c-can’t!” You moan knowing this orgasm is going to change the trajectory of your life.
He groans into your folds and focuses on keeping a consistent rhythm for you to cum. You couldn’t even fathom how he was able to move so fast. In little to no time, that knot in your stomach becomes undone. You cover your mouth as you let out a pornographic moan.
“That’s it, pretty.” He says into your cunt as you cum on him. You covered his face in your juices and it was the hottest thing to him. Once you ride out your orgasm, he stands up and starts unbuttoning his shirt. He was wearing a black compression shirt with gold detailing on it underneath his button up. You get off the counter and start kissing him, tasting your juices on his lips.
“See how sweet you taste?” He says unbuckling his belt.
“I do. I bet you're just as sweet.” You flirt while sticking your hand in his briefs to get a feel of him.
You can tell he’s surprised by how forward you’re being.
“Let me take these off for you.” He says freeing his hard member from his briefs.
You weren’t even shocked by how perfect his dick was. He was so hard that it was oozing pre cum. You get on your knees in front of him, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. You run your thumb over the tip making him quiver. You spit in your hand and start stroking his cock. He stares down at you, biting his lip. He was holding back his moans. Seeing him like this turned you on so much. You open your mouth and slowly slide all 8 inches down your throat.
“Ah, fuck.” He throws his head back as you keep him down your throat. You wanted to show him you were skilled too.
You start bobbing your head, not caring that his dick was hitting the back of your throat. He pulls your thick hair back so he can get a clear view of you taking him so well. You had saliva dripping out of the sides of your mouth as you pleased him. He couldn’t believe you gave sloppy wet head like this.
“Oh my god, juuuuussstt like that, baby.” He moans as he pushes your head all the way down on him. Once you start to gag, he slowly pulls you off. You catch your breath and wipe your mouth.
“If you keep going, I’ll cum.” He says catching his breath as well. You both exchange a small laugh. You both take off the rest of your clothes and start making out on the couch.
His hands explore your body once again. He lays you down on your back, pushing your legs apart as he gets in between them. He lines up at your entrance and slowly pushes into you. You moan from the feeling of him stretching you out.
“Baby, you’re so tight.” He groans as he feels your walls around him.
“It’s been a while…” you say in between moans.
He shifts to his knees and says, “I know what you mean. It’s been a minute for me too but I’ll take care of you.” He starts to rub your clit with his thumb as he slowly pressed into you. Your eyes roll to the back of your skull as he slides all the way in. “Ooooo, that’s my girl.” He praises you as he grinds into you deeper.
You couldn’t help but smile and moan as you took his dick. His hands swiftly move to your waist to pull you into him when he thrusted. Your tits bounced with every thrust. The way you were looking at him made him want to rail you but he was trying his best to restrain himself.
“You wanna rail me?” You ask in between moans.
“Yea, so fucking bad.” He murmurs under his breath. It was almost as if you read his mind.
“Yea? Show me.”
He suddenly grabs both your legs and pushes them up to your ears, putting you into a mating press. A throaty moan falls from your lips as he pounds into you.
“Keeiiigooo!!! Fuck!!” You borderline yell. Your nails dig into his thighs as the tip of his dick kisses your g spot. He hisses as you scratch him but he wants to make you squirm.
“You wanted to see, right? Here it is, baby.” He says directly in your ear. He was not holding back on you and you didn’t want him to. You couldn’t believe you were letting the President of Japan’s HPSC fuck you raw. The feeling of your pussy sucking him in was getting to him. He suddenly pulls out and lets out a throaty moan.
“Your pussy is too good. I almost came again.” He confesses.
Is it bad that you want him to come inside you? You have a thing for creampies but is that something you want him to know? I mean he’s already been balls deep in you…might as well.
“You can cum inside of me…if you want…” you say quietly.
“Fuuuuck, really? I’m gonna fill you up then.” He says while adjusting you to lay on your side, resting both your legs on top of each other. You look up at him and say, “Is this how you want me?”
He lets out a “Mhmm…” as he grabs the plump of your ass. He turns his hips just right so he can reach the deepest parts of you. He grabs your ass and thighs to anchor himself as he slides in. He was taking his time at this point, thrusting into you hard and slow. Every thrust was met with a glottal moan from you. You could feel him in your stomach. He looked so alluring from this angle. His chiseled torso and pecks glistened from sweat. You rub your hand down his torso and look up at him with pleading eyes as you moan, “Mnh- you feel sooo good.”
He bends down, placing his hands on each side of your head. “You like that, don't you?” His hot breath fanned against you making you shudder. His pace started to pick up, making it hard for you to answer.
“Come on? Tell me how much you like it, pretty?” His hips crash into yours at a rapid rate. He was overwhelming you with his cock, fucking you absolutley stupid. You grip your nails in the sofa cushion, hoping it would give some sort of stability. The sound of your ass clapping against his hips filled the room. The only thing you could voice to him were inaudible moans.
“Mmmnnnhh, Look at that pussy grabbing onto me, shit! I know you love it, you’re taking me so well.” he says right in your ear. Those words sent you right over the edge. Your breath hitches in your throat as your walls clench around him. Your toes began to curl as you let out a string of moans. You immediately started cumming with no warning. Keigo’s mouth falls into an “o” shape as he feels your walls pulsate around him. He thrusts a few more times making sure he's deep in you as he reaches his orgasm.
“Ugh fuck! I'm cumming too, baby.” he says through his clenched teeth.
Moans flow from both your mouths as he covers your walls with his cum. He puts his full weight on you and wraps you in his arms as you both come down together.
“You okay, Y/N? I went kinda hard on you.” He says out of breath. He slowly slides his cock out of you, causing his cum to leak out of you. He gets up to get you a towel from the bathroom.
“You did but I definitely asked for it.” You go from laying on your side to your back.
“Yea? I’ve been wanting to give it to you for a while now.” He says with a slight laugh. He comes back holding a few wash cloths: two wet, two dry. He hands you a wet one and a dry one. You place the cloth between your legs, ensuring nothing leaks out.
“How long have you wanted to ‘give it to me’ exactly?” You furrow your brows and pout your lips as you watch him clean himself and put on his briefs.
He lets out a chuckle and says, “At first glance I thought, man, she’s cute. By week 2, I couldn’t get you out of my head.” He lifts you off the couch in one swift motion, carrying you princess style. “I’m so glad I ran into you tonight, gorgeous. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
WOOOOOAHHHH, I shocked myself with this one 😂 I plan on continuing this little mini series but I have a few other requests to get started on so enjoy this for now!! Happy reading!!!
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See you later, Mr. President (Part One)
Hawks x Reader Mini Series
Warnings: sexual tension, mild smut || MDNI
Art by: Kadeart
“I’m down bad, Fumikage…” he says, pinching the bridge of his nose. A deep sigh followed his words.
“Just ask her out. The worst she can say is no.” Fumikage replies.
Keigo had invited Fumikage out for drinks. He needed someone to talk about his latest…issue. He had developed feelings for a coworker, and not just any coworker. She’s a potential collaborator for the project he and Ochaco have been working on. She works for a similar nonprofit organization where she’s from and was sent to see if the company wants to expand the organization here in Japan.
“I don't even care to be unprofessional, I just don’t want to ruin this for Ochaco or the kids in the program.” He groans and rolls his eyes. “I’m the damn President. I SHOULD be able to do what I want.” He mumbles under his breath.
Fumikage shakes his head out of disappointment and says “But your actions reflect the HPSC. You know this.”
“Yea, I’m aware…..” he sighs.
Once again, he feels disdain towards the commission. A feeling that comes to him often. As long as the commission exists, he feels that it’s his burden to bear….quite the masochist.
“Mr. President?” He feels a gentle tap on his shoulder.
A devilish smirk grows on Keigo’s face as he realizes who’s behind him. Fumikage lets out a scoff, knowing who you are without having met you. Keigo’s smirk tells him everything he needs to know. He turns around to face you and says, “Heeeyy, what are you doing here?”
He stands up and checks you out. His eyes quickly grazed up and down your body. You had just come back from getting dinner with Ochaco and a few of her friends. You're wearing a black spaghetti strapped, A-line mini dress and a dark red leather jacket. He leans over and gives you a friendly hug; resting his hand on the small of your back. You smile at him and say, “This bar is right next to my hotel. I wanted to stop and get a drink before turning in for the night.”
“I see.” He says keeping his hand on the small of your back as he loosens the hug. “Fumikage, this is L/N F/N. She’s the woman I was talking about earlier. Good things….great things even…haha…This is Fumikage Tokoyami. He’s a good friend of mine.”
Oh god, why did he say he was talking about you earlier..and why did he say it like that. Your mind can’t help but to wonder what was said. You also wonder why his hand is still on the small of your back but you really don’t mind because you find him attractive. He’s charming and always makes you laugh. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about him in that way.
“Nice to meet you, Tokoyami.” You bow slightly, showing respect.
“Nice to meet you, Y/N.” He stands up and bows slightly in your direction. “ I would love to stay and hang out but I was just heading out actually. I have to patrol in the morning.”
Keigo moves his hand from your back and pats Fumikage on the shoulder and says, “I wouldn't want to keep you, man. I’ll see you later this week?”
“Yes of course. See you later, Mr.President.” Fumikage teases.
Keigo lets out a laugh and says, “Fly safe.”
He pulls out the barstool that Fumikage was sitting in and says, “Can I buy you a drink?”
You knew this was a bad idea but you wanted to do it anyway. You could lose your job if this goes any further than just a drink. The company you work for sent you here because you were unbiased. You had to make the decision if it would be a good idea to go into business with Japan’s HPSC.
“Mr.President, you don't have to do that.” You say keeping a smile on your face.
“I insist, please. You said you wanted one and I’m more than happy to buy it for you.”
You give in and take a seat in the chair. He pushed the chair in as if you weighed nothing. He takes a seat next to you and asks, “What do you like to drink?”
“Umeshu, it’s my favorite.” You say.
“Ahh, you like it sweet. So do I.” That smirk has not left his face. Everything that comes out of his mouth sounds like he’s flirting with you.
The bartender comes over to the two of you and takes your order. He comes back with a glass of fruit wine and sets it in front of you. Keigo thanks him.
“Thank you, Mr.President.”
“My pleasure. You don’t have to be so formal, Y/N. Call me Kiego.” He says with a genuine smile on his face.
“Kiego, that name fits you.” You say taking a sip of your wine.
“You think so? I only used to go by my Hero name before the war.”
“Oh? And what was that?” You play dumb as if you didn’t spend hours researching him before coming to Japan, one month ago.
“Hawks.” He states.
“That name also fits you. I don’t mean this in a bad way but you can be intimidating.” You say holding back a laugh.
“Whhaaaa, me? Intimidating?” He gives you an intense stare while cocking his head to the side and saying, “How so?”
The way he looked at you sent a shiver down your spine. “I’m sure you’ve heard the expression ‘watch like a hawk.’ Your stare is just intense.” You say honestly.
“Haha, that is true. I’m a really laid back guy though, I swear.”
“Oh I know you are. Since I’ve met you a month ago, I’ve been questioning how you maintain such a calm composure being the president of the HPSC. I haven’t seen you crack once.”
You take another sip of your wine, finishing it. Kiego notices, and immediately asks, “You want another glass?”
You should go back to the hotel but you’re really enjoying this conversation. He seems to be enjoying it too. You take off your leather jacket, revealing your collar bones and a bit of cleavage. You hang your jacket on the back of your bar chair and fix your spaghetti straps. Kiego had never seen you outside of your office clothes before. It was quite the sight for him. There’s no denying he wanted you.
“Yea, I’ll take another one. Thank you Kiego.” You say.
He orders you another glass and refills his. You raise your now full glass near him and he clinks his cup to yours. You both take a sip.
“What’s life like for you back in your country? Are you married, have a partner , or kids?” He slyly asks.
You’re smirking at him now, because you know what he’s doing…and you’re not stopping him. He lets out a small laugh, knowing that you know.
“No, I'm not married, no partner and I have no kids. I just work and travel and travel for work.”
He perks up hearing that you aren’t married and have no kids. He does see a ring on your finger from time to time so he had to confirm.
“What a shame. You’re a beautiful woman, Y/N. Anybody would be lucky to have you.” He says looking straight at you. Not an ounce of hesitation.
The way he was speaking to you combined with the wine had you feeling perfect.
“Thank you, Kiego. That’s very nice of you to say. What about you? Any secret children the world doesn’t know about?” You joke.
“Haha, no. I’m not taken but if I was, I think my girlfriend would look a lot like you.” He says nonchalantly.
“Oh really?” You say with a slight giggle.
“I’m just sayin!” He flashes that charming smile at you.
You both laugh at his statement. You both played it off but this entire exchange was turning you on. Keigo was good at hiding it but he would fold for you in a second. You kept going back and forth with your decision, should you invite him to your hotel or should you go home alone? If you don’t leave with him, it’s gonna be a long night of you pleasuring yourself… and you just knew your hands couldn’t do what he could.
“Keigo….I think I’m gonna head back to my hotel.” You gently place your hands on top of his and say, “Will you walk me?”
You’d never seen his face light up as quickly as it did. He nods his head yes and pulls out his wallet. He grabs ¥3,000 and goes over to the bartender to pay the tab. He had already done the math in his head for how much the bill would be. When he comes back, he grabs your jacket off the back of your chair. You stand up and let him help you put it on.
“You in a hurry?” You ask as you both head to the exit.
He starts to slightly blush as he holds the door open for you.
“I just didn’t want to keep you waiting.” He says placing his hand on the back of his neck.
You walk through the door and he follows you. The walk to the hotel was pretty silent. You both were thinking of the consequences this would bring. But what about the pleasure? It had been awhile since both of you had been laid and you were already so wet just from the conversation back at the bar. Maybe one night wouldn’t hurt.
“This is my hotel.” You say nervously as you stand in front of him. Your eyes kept darting to his lips. You wanted to kiss him.
“Y/N, tell me if I’m wrong but I get the feeling you want me to kiss you right now?” Lust weighing down his voice like iron.
Your face burned at his observation. Thank god he couldn’t tell. He moves closer to you, your faces a hairbreadth apart from each other. He pushes your hair off your shoulder revealing your neck to him.
“Am I right or…” he whispers in your ear.
He knows he’s right, why is he even playing these games with you? The longer you take to decide, the longer he will tease you.
“You’re right, Mr. President…but we can’t down here.” You stay perfectly still as you feel his breath hit your neck.
“What a shame. If only someone had a hotel room in this hotel we’re standing in front of.” He teases.
This was eating you alive and he didn’t care in the slightest. He wanted you to say yes so badly and you wanted that too.
“Are you thirsty?” You say changing the subject.
He backs away from your ear and says, “so thirsty.”
“I have water in my room, upstairs. Let’s go.” You say grabbing your room key.
You both head into the hotel, opening the main entrance and elevator with your key. Once you both were inside the elevator, Keigo grabs your waist. He gently pushes you against the wall as he presses his lips against yours. You grab both sides of his face, your fingers grazing the scar on his jawline. His tongue made its way into the kiss as he placed his hands under your mini dress to feel your ass. He moaned lightly as you bit his lip. He could’ve taken you right in this elevator if he wanted too.
DING!
Suddenly his hands and mouth were off you. He cleared his throat and adjusted his blazer as the elevator doors opened. You were disheveled, in disbelief he would stop so suddenly. You adjust your dress and take a step out the elevator as the doors open, he follows you.
“Really looking forward to this water.”
I don’t think you all understand how I wrote this in little to no time. I LOVE writing about Hawks! Hes the reason I started writing fanfics again. Ugh part 2 is about to go HARD >:)
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I’ll Take You (part 3)
Alucard x reader mini series (part 1 & 2 links at the end)
It had been four nights since your night with Adrian. You were both traveling and didn’t expect to see him again. Besides you two weren’t traveling to the same destinations, matter of fact, you didn’t even know where he was going. You secretly hoped that you could see him again, at least one more time. You and your bandmates had traveled to France for the next show.
You walked the streets of Paris, with your compact harp strapped to your back. You thought about the night you shared with Adrian. The way his words still replayed in your mind even days later. It was almost like he cursed you to only think of him.
“Can I carry that for you?” A voice from behind you asks.
You’d recognize that soft yet tender voice anywhere. You turn around to see Adrian’s golden eyes locked on you. You walk over to him and jump in his arms, hugging him. You really thought that you’d never see him again.
“Adrian, What are you doing here?” You ask looking up at him
“I wanted to see the traveling musicians from the West Indies. There’s a singer in the group I can’t stop thinking about… I fancy her.” He says in his usual soft voice.
“That’s funny, I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind either. Will you join me for lunch?” You ask.
“Yes, of course. I know a great spot where we can be alone and talk.” He says.
You couldn’t believe he was standing before you in the flesh. You grab his hand and lead him to a bakery shop. You bought a small loaf, some cheese, and a bundle of grapes for the two of you to share. Once those were purchased, Adrian led you to that secret spot he had mentioned.
“Adrian, may I ask you something?” Your hand clutched onto his as you walked beside him.
“Anything.” He responds.
“How are you able to be in the sunlight?”
“I’m only half vampire. My mother was human. May I ask you something?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Why are you so comfortable with me being a vampire? I don’t sense an ounce of fear from you.”
“You are not the first vampire I’ve met. You see, my mother was a witch so I have met all sorts of other worldly creators. I, unlike most people, do not think that vampires and otherworldly creatures are inherently bad. I treat them as I would humans.”
Your response made Adrian start to fall for you. It was very rare that he met people that think as he does. He knew at that moment that he wanted to have you in his life. His fingers hook onto your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. He pulls you towards him, placing his big hands on both sides of your face. He caresses your cheeks as he stares into your eyes.
“To be the daughter of a witch while having such a diplomatic way of thinking. Your mind is as beautiful as you are.” He whispers.
He plants a quick kiss on your lips, leaving you wanting more. He grabs your hand and begins to walk with you again. You ask Adrian more about his life, eagerly wanting to know more about him. He answers you happily and with no hesitation.
“We’re here, darling.” He says.
He had brought you to an open field filled with wildflowers and lavender. You had never been anywhere like this before. Adrian notices your expression and says, “I’m guessing you’ve never seen anything like this.”
“No, nothing of the sort. Adrian, it’s beautiful.” You mumble taking in the vibrant colors in the field.
“Let’s go find a spot. Maybe you can play me a song? Sing for me? Please?” Adrian begs softly.
You let out a small laugh and nod your head ‘yes’. Adrian sits down in the field of flowers and pats the ground next to him, signaling you to sit. You take your harp off your back and sit down with it in your arms. Adrian smiles and watches you. Your fingers glaze over the strings as you begin to hum lightly. Adrian had to be your biggest fan. He didn’t tell you this but it reminded him of how his mom would sing to him. It was just as comforting. Once you finish playing, you set the harp down next to you and face Adrian as you both begin eating the food you got from the bakery.
“Y/N, would you… would you ever want to travel together?” He looks at you with pleading eyes.
“If you’d have me, sure. When would we do that?” You reply with no hesitation.
“After your show tonight. We can find a room for the night and head out in the morning.” He places his hands on your cheek. “I know we haven’t known each other long but I love being near you. I’m currently going to visit some friends of mine and I would love for them to meet you.”
Little did he know that you would follow him anywhere. You were in love with him but you wouldn’t tell him considering you just met. It filled you with happiness knowing he’d want to travel with you.
“That settles it then, I’m going with you.”
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Speechless (Part 2)
Nerdjo x Reader
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WARNING: pure smut || MDNI
“I fear that you’ve been on my mind the most.” His hands slowly work their way up your body, stopping at your breasts. “You know I have a crush on you. In fact, you like that I have a crush on you. I notice everything, Y/N.” His hands slide down from breasts, down to your hips. You bend over the counter top, instinctually. He lifts your skirt revealing your lace trim underwear. Your round ass pressed perfectly against the tent in his pants. The sight of you bent over the counter has him salivating. He can’t help but to hump on you.
“What’d you notice?” You say playing along. You were dripping at this point. You loved how he wasn’t controlling his urges and completely giving in. To want you so bad that he’s dry humping you? Seeing him this feral was something you never thought you’d see.
“Huh, this ass is perfect. You’re always so handsy with me because you love the attention.” Grinding more intensively as he spoke. “You like having me as your simp but now I want more. Fuck, I want so much more, Y/N.”
He taps you on your thighs signaling you to turn towards him. You look up at him with pleading eyes, begging him to kiss you. He grabs your face, pulling you into a passionate kiss. His tongue forcing its way into your mouth, he was hungry for you. You were curious to know just how much he was packing. As your tongues caressed each other, you place your hand over the bulge in his pants. Using your finger, you trace the outline taking note of how long it is.
“You curious? I’ll take it out for you.” He says inches away from my lips. You nod your head, yes, because the words weren’t coming to you. Every time he spoke to you like that, he left you speechless. You’re still adjusting to this side of him.
He unbuckles his belt and pulls down pants. He groans as his hard dick springs out of his briefs. The face you made when you saw it made Gojo let out a laugh.
“What’s with that face, Y/N? Too big?” The words coming out of his mouth like a melody.
“Yes, I mean..no it’s… I just didn’t expect it to be so…” you rub your thumb over the tip, spreading his precum. He hisses at the immediate contact. You look up at him and slowly get on your knees, letting the intrusive thoughts win. You close your eyes as you wrap your plump lips around the tip of his dick, tasting his precum.
“Ahhh, this is a dreaaaam. I can’t believe your pretty lips are wrapped around my cock, right now.” He moaned as he bucked his hips lightly, getting you to take more of him down your throat. You place your palms on his thighs as he ran his fingers through your thick hair.
“I want a good view of your face when I fuck it.” He says holding my hair up in a ponytail.
You brace yourself as he thrusts deeper down your throat. You weren’t worried about the length but you were worried about the girth. His shaft was by the far the thickest you’ve seen but that made you only want to try it more. You start to gag once he picks up the pace. He looks down at you with a devilish smile as you look up at him with your glossy pleading eyes. His pornographic moans fill the room as he locks eyes with you, making sure you’re eyes are on him as he fucks your face. The next thing you know, he pulls out from your mouth and lets out a laugh.
“Is something funny?” You furrow your brows out of confusion.
“You were about to make me cum and I haven't even gotten to see you naked… I thought I was in charge but I'm still simping after you, Y/N.”
The way he speaks so confidently turns you on more, if that was even physically possible. You took a moment to realize you DO have the upper hand. You get off your knees and grab the waistband of your lace trim panties from under your skirt. You slide them down your legs, torturously slow, causing Gojo to start rubbing his dick at the sight of you.
“Now take off your top.” He demands as he continues to stroke.
You shed your top leaving you in just your skirt and bra. Before he could give another demand, you unhook your bra, revealing your breasts to him. Like a moth to flame, his hands were already fondling them.He played with your nipples, watching your face contort in pleasure as he snuck two fingers in your wetness. He pulls you into a kiss, muting both of your moans. You were making such a mess all over his hand. He loved having this power over you and he wanted to abuse the hell out of it.
“Want me to fuck you?” He says pulling away from your lips. His fingers kept going as he asked you this question, wanting to watch you struggle as you answer him.
“Pl-please, Gojo.” You squeal as he moves his finger in a ‘come here’ motion
“Mmm, Please what?” A devilish smile spreads across his face as he teases you. He wanted to see you as worked up as you got him on the daily.
“Fuck me.” You cry out as the tips of his fingers graze your g spot. He pulls his fingers out, licking them clean before turning you around. He bends you over the counter, taking a good look at your dripping folds before he rubs the tip of his dick through them.
“Uhh, you’re so wet, princess. I bet I’ll slide right in.” He says as he lines himself up to your entrance.
He grabs your hips as he pushes into you, stopping half way. You both let out a porngraphic moan as you sucked him in. His nails dig into your hips as he thrusted towards you, closing the gap between you two. Now he was left speechless. He felt your walls clenching on him and it felt nothing like he’d imagined, it was sooooo much better. He didn’t even give you time to adjust.
“Holy shit, y-you feel so good.” You whined as he bucked his hips.
Gojo couldn’t form any words. All he muttered out was ‘Yea?’ in between his moans. It was the feeling of your walls clenching around him that made him pick up the pace. He wanted to get as deep as he could. You grip the counter top, attempting to brace yourself as he fucks you stupid. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he bends down and whispers, “Ugh, your pussy is so good, Y/N.” straight into your ear.
“Keep talking to me like that, baby.” You beg as he steadily thrusts into you.
“Why would I stop? I’ve wanted this for so long. Mmm, I’m so lucky to have my dick in the student council president.” He grips your hair to pull you close to him. “If only you knew how many times I’ve made myself cum thinking about you.” He changed his pace to powerful deep thrusts which jolted you forward everytime his hips met your ass.
Every word he was saying was pushing you closer and closer to your orgasm. His words turned into moans and kisses, signaling you he was close too. He lets go of your hair and grabs your ass instead. Smacking it a few times as he moaned your name. His thrusts start to get sloppy but he holds you in place as he pushes so far into you.
“You deserve to cum, baby. Fill me up.” You moan looking back at him with lust in your eyes.
You wanted to make him happy since he constantly thinks of you. You wanted this moment to be everything he’d ever imagined.
“Yea? You’re such a slut for me, fuuuuccck.” He groans as he comes undone.
His warm ropes of cum coat your walls, that last thrust sending you overboard as well. Filling you up was an understatement.
“Woah, let’s clean you up and then we can study.” He says as he pulls out of you.
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Speechless (Part 1)
Nerdjo x Reader
Warning: sexual tension, mild smut descriptions|| MDNI
“Ooo, that’s not good.” Gojo says looking at your test grade as you wallow in disappointment at the table.
This is the second math test in a row that you’ve scored a 70/100 on. If you don’t ace the next one, your parents aren’t going to pay for you to go to Osaka this summer.
“Gojo, I don’t know what to do. I literally have perfect grades in every other subject. Why does math have to be so hard?” You whine into the table.
“You shouldn’t be so hard on yourself, prez.” He says as he rolls up your test and hits you on the back of the head with it. You lift your head off the table and sit up, looking up at Gojo’s blue eyes as he stands next to you.
You grab your test from him and say, “I need to start studying for the next test TONIGHT.”
Gojo places his hand on the back of his neck and takes a breath. He wanted to ask you if you wanted him to tutor you, but he was too nervous you’d say no. You are the president of the student council and Gojo is your vice president. You’re pretty popular due to you being so heavily involved with extracurricular activities at your university. Gojo is the smartest in the school but not as popular as you since he kept to himself most of the time. Most people were intimidated by him. When you both got elected, he knew that was the only way he’d get to talk to you. You two often saw each other throughout the week and had lunch together regularly but you’ve never had a conversation outside of student council.
“I….I can help you study. If you want me to. I’m not busy tonight.” He says quietly.
“Would you? You can stay over for dinner and everything!” You exclaimed.
“Yea, sure.” Gojo says trying to be normal about the fact that he’s going over to his crushes house.
“YES! I’m gonna pass for sure this time.” You wrap your arms around his tall frame and frantically say, “thankyouthankyouthankyou.”
The apples of Gojo’s cheeks turn pink at the sudden physical contact with you. You look up at him realizing he was startled by you hugging him and let go.
“Sorry, I should’ve asked first.” You say backing from him.
You didn’t realize his body was so…solid. From that hug alone, you felt how toned his stomach was. Knowing that made you pretty curious.
“N-no, it’s okay.” He says trying to compose himself.
“Cool, do you have any more classes today? If not, we can head over to mine now. I’d hate to just have you over to study.”
“I don’t have anything else today. It'd be fun to finally hang outside of school.” He says as he packs his bag.
“Great! I think this is the beginning of a wonderful friendship, Gojo. Don’t you?” You say knowing damn well it’ll make him blush.
“That is, if we have anything in common.” He teases back to your surprise. You both start walking out of the board room, walking side by side, heading to the train station.
“Of course we do! We’re in the student council together, which means we should have something in common. Do you read manga?”
“Nooope.” He sings.
“Anime?”
“Eh, I used to watch but not since I started college.”
“….music? You have to listen to music…” you say flashing him a face of disgust as you reach the station. You get in front of him to lead him to your train.
“Of course, I listen to music, Y/N. But It wouldn’t be anything you’d like…. I like sweets though.” He says getting out his card to swipe through the gates.
“Eating sweets isn’t a hobby…” you swipe your card to get through the gates. It’s crowded as usual. You grab his hand, making sure you don’t lose him in the sea of people. His hands were big and soft, the tips of his fingers a bit calloused. You rushed on the train holding Gojo’s hand as the doors opened. The crowd of people push you both toward the window.
“Ugh, I can’t believe how cramped this is.” You say trying to adjust yourself not realizing your butt is brushing up against Gojo’s crotch. He couldn’t begin to fathom how this was happening in broad daylight. His face turned bright red.
“Y/N, pl-please turn around. I can’t…” he mumbles in your ear.
You look down, realizing just how close you were to him. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t like how flustered you made him. You never notice him get like this over you but yet again you guys had never hung out. He places his hand against the wall of the train, creating the smallest space for you.
“Ahhh, I’m sorry Gojo.” You say turning to face him.
“It’s fine, not your fault.” He says trying his hardest to play it off.
You two didn’t talk much on the train ride to your place. It was filled with sexual tension though. You two were so close that whenever Gojo looked down, he got a great view of your breasts. When you looked up, you were met with a view of his sharp jawline and collarbones. You hoped the train would make a hard stop so that he would move closer.
“This is my stop, let’s go.” You say leading him off the train.
Once you get off the train and leave the station, you propose that you stop at the convenience store near your place. Gojo agrees and you both head in.
“Get anything you want, I got you.” You say as you look at the shelves.
He nods and starts to look around. You grab a few snacks and drinks and walk up to the counter to check out. Gojo comes up behind you and places his hand full of things on the counter. It was all sweets… damn he was not kidding. You pay for everything and he grabs the bag from the clerk.
“Thanks.” He says as you two start walking to your apartment.
“You're welcome. Thank you for asking to tutor me. My apartment is right up here. I’m on the 4th floor.” You say as you walk up the stairs with him following you.
Once you get to your place, you both take your shoes off at the door and get comfortable in the living room. He spread out all the snacks on the table as if they were all on display.
“Can I get you something to drink? Tea?” You ask.
“Yea, oolong is good. Do you live alone?” He asks, sitting on the ground.
“Yea, I do. My family lives out of the country while I go to school here. I’m sure you know I’m a foreigner by my appearance, that’s not much of a shock.”
“That’s cool. Your place is really cozy. I wouldn’t have imagined it to look like this.” He says as he takes a bite out of whatever snack he chose.
“You’ve imagined what my apartment looks like?” You say.
“You’re the prettiest girl in our graduating class, Y/N. Every guy has thought about what the inside of your apartment looks like.” He says nonchalantly.
You look up from the tea that you’re preparing, shocked that he said that to you. Was this the same guy that was blushing from you giving him a hug earlier? He gets up from the floor and smirks at you.
“Speechless? I don’t know why… you are on every guy's mind right now.” He says as he walks over to the kitchen.
He gets directly behind you, pressing the bulge in his pants on your ass. You couldn’t even pretend to understand where this confidence came from. You bite your lip in anticipation, waiting to see what his next move is.
“I fear that you’ve been on my mind the most.”
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Trouble (Part 2)
Nanami x Y/N Reader
Warning: smut || MDNI
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“Don’t get yourself in trouble.” His voice coated with lust.
You furrow your brows, cock your head to the side and say, “Why would I be in trouble?”
He lets out a laugh as he walks to your side of the desk. He towers over you while you stay seated. He was asserting his dominance and it was working. You look up at him with pleading eyes, speechless as to what is about to happen next.
“What is it that you want, Y/N?” He teases you, blurring the lines between seductive and casual.
“I-uh, I want…I.” You stumble over your words as he stares down at you with a straight face.
He gets on his knees in front of you, meeting you at eye level as you sit. He rests his hands on your knees as if he would pry them open at any moment.
“No reason to get shy, gorgeous. Tell me what it is that you want?” He added in a low whisper.
His words send a spark down to your center and you can barely breathe. You’re the only thing stopping him from having his way with you. You’ve got to say something.
“I….I want you to touch me.” The words fall from your lips softly as a mischievous smirk spreads across his face.
He unbuttons your blouse and slides his hands under your thin bralette. Your nipples instantly get hard at his touch. His grip on your breast was tight but his touch was gentle. He started massaging them, taking your nipple in between his pointer finger and thumb. He was fascinated by the faces you made as he played with your tits; so much that he hasn’t taken his eyes off of you.
He stops fondling your breasts and stands up. You pout at him, wanting him to continue. He flashes you a soft smile and says, “Sit on your desk.”
You stand up and sit on your desk. You open your legs slightly as you stare at Kento with lust in your eyes. He stands between your legs, placing his hand on your jawline. He kisses you softly at first, showing some restraint. You graze your hand over the bulge in his pants causing him to moan in your mouth. He pulls you closer which deepens your kiss.
He pried your legs open with one hand and hiked up your skirt with the other. He pulls your panties to the side, revealing just how turned on you are. He pulls away from your kiss, to admire you. You can’t help but to squirm as he stares at your most sensitive part. He runs his pointer finger through your wet folds, sending a shiver down your spine.
“You’re so wet, Y/N. I haven’t even touched you properly yet.” He brings that same finger to his mouth, covering it in his saliva.
He made sure to keep direct eye contact when he bent down and took your pussy in his mouth. He immediately added his fingers. You hum in delight, feeling his thick fingers pump in and out of you while he lapped up your juices. Your plump thighs caressed his face as he devoured you whole. It took everything for you to not scream his name. Using both your hands, you covered your mouth to stop your moans from being heard. You were already coming undone on his face. Feeling your walls clench around his fingers made him eager to fuck you. He wanted to show some restraint, thinking that’s what a gentleman should do. However, his dick was throbbing through his pants when he heard your muffled whimpers as you came in his face. You pull him close, placing your mouth by his ear and say, “I want the real thing, unbuckle your belt.”
Nanami pauses looking at you with his signature straight face. He seriously didn’t want to get you in trouble. However, he would be stupid to turn you down considering that he’s been wanting this for weeks. He slowly pulls his fingers out of you and unbuckles his belt. His pants fall to the floor, pooling around his ankles. He slides his underwear down to reveal his veiny member, oozing precum. You were drooling at the sight of it, you couldn’t help but to stare. Nanami has you lay your back on the desk, placing your weight on your elbows.
“I want to see that gorgeous face.” He groans as he’s in between your legs, gently rubbing the tip of his dick through your folds. “You can’t be loud, sweetheart. Promise me you’ll keep it down?” He whispers.
You nod your head yes and lift your legs up to your chest. He slowly pushes his girthy shaft into your tight hole. Your eyes immediately meeting the back of your skull. You squirm under him as you adjust to his size. His face was burning seeing you like this, being so close to you, and feeling your heat wrapped around him.
“Ahh, just like that.” He whispers while looking down at you. He begins thrusting into you, only going deeper with each thrust. While this was a quiet sex position, it was one that pushed you straight into euphoria. Your fingers clung to the edge of the desk as he drilled into you carefully, wanting to avoid the sound of your ass clapping. The moans that we’re falling out of your mouth grew louder the closer he got to your g spot.
His hand flies over your mouth as he whispers, “You want everyone to hear you getting fucked in your office?” You quickly nod your head no as he continues burying his cock in you.
He sucks in a breath and lets out a,“That’s my girl. I’m so close already, baby. You’re doing such a good job.” You hook your stocking covered legs upon his shoulders. He nuzzles face to your calf, leaving small kisses on your legs as he continues to snap his hips forward.
Every praise that left his mouth brought you closer to your orgasm. He started whispering sweet nothings to you, making the knot in your stomach grow more intense.
“Oh god, I’m cumming.” You say in a high pitched voice as you dig your nails into your desk, chipping the paint.
“Ugh, yea. I’m gonna fill you up, Y/N. I’ll take care of you. It’s too good. You’re so good.” He groans lightly, his hips moving at an alarming rate.
Your breathing quickens as your muscles start to tighten around him. He winces and groans as he feels your walls pulsating around him. The sight and feeling of you coming undone made him cover your walls with thick coats of his cum. You were startled by the amount of cum he’s pumping into you but you wanted every drop. He leans forward to kiss you, muting the soft moans that we’re falling out of both your mouths. You both ride out your orgasms, making out with each other.
“I'm so sorry, Ms. Y/N. I couldn’t help myself.” He says as he pulls away from the kiss, staring into your eyes lovingly. He pulls out of you and grabs the tissue box on the bookshelf for you.
“Don’t apologize. I definitely started it.” You laugh while wiping your inner thighs.
He pulls his pants up, tucking in his shirt before buttoning his pants. You fix your panties and stand up in front of him. He helps you fix your clothes, making sure you looked just as perfect as you did before he fucked you.
“I should probably get out of here and let you work, huh?” He says buttoning up your shirt.
“Yea, I should do my job…I guess.” You say looking up at him.
He kisses your forehead and walks over to grab his bag off the hook.
“Y/N, would you want to get lunch together? As a date?” He asks directly.
You get goosebumps from his words.
“Yes, I’d love to.” You say with a smile.
“Great,” he grabs a business card from your desk and says, “I’ll text you.”
I loved writing this mini series!! Nanami, the man you are 😩 I hope you guys liked it! Shoutout to the Nanami divas❤️
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Trouble (Part 1)
Nanami Kento x Y/N Reader
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This is the third week in a row that Nanami has seen you at the library. You were a music theory tutor that was hired in the beginning of month. Nanami often watched you while he read. You first caught his eye when you bumped into him three weeks ago, carrying a stack of sheet music and books. You both often think about that interaction. The way you accidentally touched his hand while picking up the sheets of papers, how smooth his voice sounded when he spoke to you, him complimenting your eyes…. Just for you guys to never have a real conversation after that. The only reason you know his name is because you took it upon yourself to look it up on the check in computer. You were gonna have a conversation with him today, though. You planned it.
“Good morning.” You say to the receptionist as you walk into the library.
“Good morning, Y/N. You’re here early?” She flashes you a look of suspicion. “Trying to beat Nanami here so you can finally talk to him?”
You jump at the true accusation, getting shy over her noticing.
“Whhhaaaa,” the pitch of your voice being high. “Can’t I be early to the job I love SO much?” You play off your nervousness.
Your coworker laughs and says , “I saw you look up his name that day, girl. You’re not slick. Besides I don’t think he’s married, or has kids or anything.” Married? That thought didn’t even cross your mind. “This is the perfect morning to talk to him, Your first student cancelled and then you have office hour, then lunch.”
“This is the motivation I needed, thank you, girl.” You walk to your cramped office and place your things down. You immediately stand in-front of the full body mirror by your book shelf, making sure you look perfect. You wore a black fitted blouse, that accentuated your waist. You unbuttoned one more button to reveal abit of your breasts. Your smokey grey skirt hugged your hips and stopped a couple of inches above your knees. You turn around, revealing the slit in the back of the skirt. You silently thank your mom for blessing you with a perfect ass and rack to match. You face forward again, fixing your stockings. You check the time, shit, he should be here any minute.
“I need perfume.” You say rummaging through your purse. You spray a couple spritz, put away your things, and hastily walk to the library.
“Good morning, Nanami.” You hear the receptionist say.
He softly smiles at her and says, “Good morning. They got you working by yourself?”
“No, Y/N is here too.” Your coworker pointing over at you, pretending to look through the go back cart.
“That’s good. Don’t work too hard.” He says as he swipes his card to check in.
Today he wore a fitted blue dress shirt, that showed the outline of his chiseled chest and arms. He had worn this shirt before and personally, it was your favorite. You smiled lightly at him and waved as he walked up to you. You didn’t realize how much taller he was than you until he was standing right in front of you.
“Good morning.” You say turning your head to face him.
“Good morning. I know I come here once or twice a week but I don’t think I ever got your name?” His question jump starting your pulse.
“Y/N L/N. Pleased to meet you.” You hold out your hand for him to shake it. His big calloused hands engulf yours as he says, “Nanami Kento. The pleasure is mine.”
His face was perfection up close, prominent cheek bones, sharp jaw line, and nice lips. All you needed to know is if you were his type, then you wouldn’t be nervous. He lets go of your hand and you awkwardly smile at him as you keep sorting the books.
“What do you like to read?” You blurt out. You were gonna talk to this man whether you like it or not.
He lets out a “hmm” as he looked up to think. He stuck his hand in his pockets and said, “This is a broad answer but fiction or non fiction. What about you? You seem like you have good taste.”
Okay, what did he just say? You seem like you have good taste? He’s flirting with you but you still need more convincing. You stop sorting the books and turn your body towards him.
“When I’m not reading music theory books, I enjoy romance. It’s a nice change of pace after talking about how to build Neapolitan sixth chords all day.” You feel his eyes burning holes through you, your not even sure if he was listening. His wandering eyes taking in every detail of your body. You’ve felt this gaze before, now that you think about it. However, you didn’t know it was him on the other side of it. He’s been caught and that was the evidence you needed to really take control of the situation.
“How long have you done music for?” His eyes shifting back to my eyes.
You smirk and say “20 years. I’m currently 25.”
“I had no idea you were such an impressive young woman.”
“There’s lot you don’t know about me. What about you, Mr. Nanami ? What do you do for work?” You start pushing the cart and he follows. It seemed like he wanted this conservation to continue. He spoke to you the entire time you were doing the go backs, an hour passing the both of you by. Thank god the library is dead this morning.
“Y/N, your office hour starts now.” Your coworker says from across the room.
“Thank you.” You reply.
“Office hour, huh? I assume you have to leave now?” He says lightly.
“Not quite, you can come read in my office… if you’d like.”
He slightly blushes at your words and says, “I won’t get you in trouble, will I?”
“As long as you don’t tell anybody.” You wink at him and push the go back cart back to the front of the library.
You exchange looks with your coworker at the front as she puts her headphones in. You mouth the words “thank you” before heading back into your small office, with Nanami sitting in the chair infront of your desk. He had his book in hand and already hung his bag next to yours on the wall. You make eye contact with him as you close the door, knowing it’s gonna be a tight squeeze when you pass by him to get to your chair behind the desk. He knew this too.
“Excuse me, I’m gonna get right past you.” You say as you shimmy your way infront him. Your plump breasts being a hairsbreadth away from his face. He got close enough to get a whiff of your perfume and that was enough to jumpstart his pulse.
You turn on your computer as Nanami starts reading. You sat in silence for a few moments with each other. You both were exchanging glances every now and then. He loosen his yellow spotted tie and runs his hand through his hair. He leans back in his chair, spreading his legs slightly; putting his whole body on display for you.
Your intrusive thoughts take over and you rub one of your heels against his ankle. He looks up from his book to see your reaction. Nothing. You kept typing on your computer and ignored his glance. He went back to his book. You did it again, this time wondering up to his knee.
“Mmm.” He lets out as he flashes you warning look.
“You good?” You ask playing dumb.
“Mhm.” He plays along.
A few minutes pass by and you repeat your actions. This time, running your heel up to his crotch. You feel him squirm under your leg. He puts his book down and locks his gaze on you. His hands slowly wander up your stocking covered leg.
“Don’t get yourself in trouble.”
WHEN THIS IDEA CAME TO ME I HAD TO WRITE IT DOWN. I hope you all like it!
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Yall don’t come for me… I know the votes were for Alucard x Reader One shot (even though I just POSTED A TWO PART) but I just started a Nanami x Reader one shot and it’s giiiivvinnnggg!!!
Nanami reads at the library reader works at and they have been secretly crushing on each other. Three weeks pass by and reader realizes that he’s not going to make the first move. (A king that doesn’t bother women unsolicitedly) just know Nanami is about to talk the panties off of reader!!!!
That’s all I’m disclosing about the next one shot. IT IS SMUT OF COURSE. Expect it to be done in like a week maybe less idk it’s a hot one I might just plow through it 🫡
I’ll Take You (Part One)
Alucard x Reader Mini Series
It had been another day of traveling for Alucard. He’d rather his feet be aching from walking than spending another second talking to dolls he had made of his friends. He found himself in a major city in Europe this evening, which made sense, starting this journey almost a month ago.
“I’m sure there’s plenty to do in a city as lively as this one.” He mumbles to himself, making a brief stop to scan the flyers on the town bulletin board.
“Traveling musicians from the West Indies… it would be a good idea to hear some music. I’ve been talking to myself for far too long. Social interaction would be good.”
Making his way to the tavern, he hears a distinctive song being sung by a perplexing voice. He had never heard anything like it. He follows the tantalizing sound of a woman’s voice, no an angels voice. The sound gracing his ears the closer he got to it. He finally laid his eyes on the source, your skin glistening in the moon light as you sang notes as softly as birds do. Alucard couldn’t tell if he was more amazed by your beauty or your ability to sing so impeccably. As the last note left your mouth, you opened your eyes. Immediately gasping, not expecting to see a blonde man staring at you at the end of the alleyway.
“Don’t be startled. I just heard you singing and I had to come see who was making such beautiful noise.” Quickly reassuring you that he’s not a threat.
“Oh, thank you very much.” As he stepped closer, you take in his striking features. His amber eyes, his long blonde hair that sat perfectly on his head, and his physique…he was quite the looker to you.
“Are you apart of the traveling musicians from the West Indies?” He softly asks, barely opening his mouth.
“I am. I mostly sing, but I also play harp. Are you here for the performance?” Your accent sticking out to his ears. It wasn’t your typical West Indie accent. It sounded like a collaboration of dialects forced into one person.
“I am. It’s a pleasure to meet you….” He paused waiting for you to say your name.
“Y/N.” You admit.
His cold hand reach for yours as he bows while kissing your knuckles and says, “I’m Adrian.” His amber eyes locking onto your (eye color) ones, delicately releasing your hand.
“The pleasure is mine Adrian. I have to be on stage in a few minutes. May we talk more after the show?”
“Yes, please find me. I look forward to it.” You look back as you open the back door into the building taking in his beauty one last time before you perform.
He heads into the tavern, leaning his back against the further wall to get the best view of the stage. You walk out carrying your compact harp, gracing everyone with your beauty. The crowd of evidently drunk men start to cheer. Gliding your fingers against the strings to start the song, the audience quiets down. Your voice complimenting the angelic sound of your instrument makes Alucard’s heart skip a beat. Completely engulfed by your sound, he hadn’t felt like this in years. You make eye contact with him as you play the last chords of the song. The audience bursts in applause.
“Thank you very much. Up next we have our drummers of the west indies.” You walk back stage out of Alucards sight.
Every other act, he got to see you in your true habitat. He could watch you all night and that’s exactly what he did. He stood there waiting for you as the tavern eventually cleared out the later it got. The tavern filled with only regulars now. You make your way over to him with your harp strapped to your back as he flashes you a closed mouth smile.
“Did you like the show?” You look up at him with pleading eyes.
“It was beautiful. You’re very talented, truly one of a kind. You should be performing in halls, auditoriums even. Bravo, darling.”
“Handsome and kind, you’re a rarity. Where are you from Adrian?” Alucard smirks at your compliment, his smile growing alittle bit wider. You get glimpses of his sparkling teeth, his canines looking sharper than average.
“Romania. It’s very cold there. I’m assuming you haven’t been.”
“I have not, but I would love to go one day. You see, I want to travel the whole world. Both my parents were traveling musicians, so it’s ingrained in me. Why do you travel?”
“Bored.” He lets out a small giggle and smiles even wider. “Would you want to go for a walk?” He adds in a low whisper, right next to your ear.
You’re succumbed with goosebumps as his cold presence got closer to you. Alucard knows you can see his teeth and yet you still stand in front of him, nodding your head yes to leave the tavern.
“You’re not afraid?” His breath hitting the side of your neck, jump starting your pulse. Scared was the last emotion you felt. You wanted him.
“If you wanted to do anything, you would’ve done it in that alleyway.” You whisper back.
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Nakidori is a Hawks x FemOC fanfic. There’s smut and fluff, character development, romance, funny moments ETC. you guys should check it out!
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༒•𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝕗𝕚𝕧𝕖༻•༒ ༺༒•𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕟 •༒༻
☆꧁༒𝕄𝔸𝕊𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕃𝕀𝕊𝕋༒꧂☆
★彡 ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ 彡★
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𝙸 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢. 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍! <3
Who is that?
Hawks x Reader
“Who is that?” Keigo says to himself as he pulls away from the current conversation he was having with interviewers.
He’s never had someone grab his attention so abruptly. This woman had a cream colored silk dress on with crystals hanging down her back. Her skin glistened under the jewels and the lights in the ball room. Her hair was in an updo with a few locs framing her face. She was having a conversation with Aizawa. Keigo makes his way over to introduce himself.
“Aizawa, how are you?” Keigo says interrupting their conversation.
The mystery woman smiles at him. Aizawa looks confused as if they didn’t have a conversation earlier.
“I’m still doing fine?” Aizawa replies.
Ignoring Aizawa’s sarcastic comment, Keigo keeps pushing the conversation.
“I didn’t know you were bringing someone to this event?” Keigo questions Aizawa.
“Oh, he didn’t bring me. I’m a new teacher at U.A. this term. Mrs. Y/N. Hero name, Aerial. ” She says holding out her hand to shake his.
Keigo smiles at the fact that she was not Aizawa’s date AND she’s also not married. He reaches for her hand and kisses the back of it.
“Pleasure to meet you, Hawks.”
You smile at him. You both felt instant chemistry with each other. It was so much chemistry that they didn’t notice Aizawa had walked away a few moments ago.
“Aizawa’s disappeared.” You say looking around the room.
“Yea, he does that. Probably getting a drink or sleeping somewhere. I don’t know what that man does with his time.” Keigo says as he shrugs his shoulders.
You giggle and say, "that’s too bad. He was suppose to introduce me to more pros.”
Keigo seems confused by her statement. What other hero would she need to meet? She’s already met the number two hero in Japan.
“Well lucky for you! I happen to know all of them.” Keigo says.
“Really? And why is that?” You ask.
She genuinely has no idea who Hawks is… and he LOVES that.
“Did you just move to Japan???” Keigo asks.
“Yes…what does that have to do with the question I just asked?” You backtrack.
“Nothing.” Keigo says bluntly.
“…..okay…..are you gonna answer my question as to why you know ALL of them?” You backtrack once again.
“OH! Cuz I’m a hero.” Keigo says as he fluffs up his wings.
You laughs and say “well, yes… everyone here is either a teacher or a hero and I haven’t seen you on campus this past week so I would assume you’re a hero. That still does not answer my question as to why you know ALL of the heroes.”
“Oh I’m just active in the community. You know networking and stuff.” Keigo says shutting down her concerns.
You laugh again. You find him charming but you'd be lying if you said you weren't concerned about his baby face. You're 22 with a baby face as well so can’t make out a clear judgement of his age.
“So how long have you been a hero, Hawks.” You say redirecting the conversation.
“Since I was 18. I opened up my own hero agency the same year I started. I’m 23 now.” Keigo says trying to impress her.
“That’s very impressive. You must be a hardworking man.” You reply hiding your excitement to know that this charming man infront of you is your age.
“I am. And you?” Keigo says.
You think about the question for a second. You're very hesitant to give information about herself to people you don’t know. It’s just how you were raised.
“I started when I was 18 too. I did some hero work in the states and I was music teacher part time to save up to move here! Now I’m 22 and working as a teacher at U.A.” You say.
“Awh, you were a music teacher? That must’ve been so fun. Do you have a music quirk?” Keigo asks.
“No, I can control the air around me and in my body. Hence my hero name being Aerial.” You say as you create a tiny tornado on your finger tip.
“That’s a really impressive quirk. You’re going to make an excellent teacher for the next generation of heroes.” Keigo says genuinely impressed.
You smile and say, “ thank you.”
Present Mic comes up behind you and taps you on the shoulder.
“So sorry to interrupt but, we need you on stage with the rest of the new teachers. We’re going to introduce you guys.”
“I’ll head over in a second thank you.” She responds.
She opens her clutch and hands Keigo a card.
“I’ve got to go but I hope we can see each other again soon. Reach out if you want a piano or singing lesson, okay?” She says with a smile.
She shakes Keigo’s hand one more time and walks towards stage.
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You can read the follow up of this mini series right here.
I'm going to start posting more of my one shots! I have always been a writer that never posts my work but I'm looking to change that. Anyway, here's another Oneshot from a fic I decided to trash. Hope you all enjoy!
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a bird that can't sing.....
Keigo x reader One Shot
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“Sorry for the wait. I’m all yours now.”
“I love this outfit on you.." Keigo blurts out the minute he sees you.
“I’ve never gotten so many compliments from a student before.” You say sitting down at your piano.
He follows you and stands next to the piano. You play a couple of arpeggios to warm your hands up. Keigo watches in amazment.
“So what do you wanna work on for your first singing lesson.” You ask him.
Keigo starts to laugh and says,”what if I said I just wanted to hang out with you and didn’t know how to ask you so I took up your offer for a singing lesson?”
“That’s too bad because I’m already in the mood to teach a lesson.”
Keigo throws his head back and groans,”UGGGHHHHHHH, fine.”
“You got yourself into this. We can cut it short and then discuss why you had to LIE to just hang out with me.” you say bluntly.
He flutters his wings and stands up straight.
“Yes, Mrs. Y/N. Sorry, Mrs. Y/N.” Keigo says.
“Glad to see your ready. We’re gonna start with matching pitch.”
You start by playing middle C. You look at Keigo to match the pitch you just played. The moment he opens his mouth, he was terribly out of tune.
“Oh okay.....that was bad.”
Keigo’s jaw drops and he looks suprised by your statement.
“Are you this RUDE to your students?”
“Being honest and RUDE are two different things. Next and last pitch. Making you sing in key is above my pay-grade.”
Keigo laughs and prepares himself to sing again. You play A3. Keigo is terrible out of tune again.
“Alright, so....what do you wanna do? You’re just awful.” You say as you stand up from your piano bench.
“Damn, okay….Watch a movie?” Keigo suggest as he pouts. He's fully acting as if he wanted the singing lesson, which he did not.
“Sure and while we pick a movie...we can discuss your lies.” You saunter over to the kitchem
Keigo follows you and says ,”Are you mad at me?”
“Yeaaa.” You answer jokingly.
Keigo pretends to bang his head against the wall and proceeds to get on his knees in front of you. He begs for forgiveness.
“I only lied because I was nervous. You’re just so pretty and gorgeous and cool and I’m so lame for lying. I don’t even like to lie! I panicked but now I’m at your house and we’re about to watch a movie and all is right in the world. Please forgive me. I don’t even deserve to sit next to someone as honest and beautiful as you. I’ll be a good boy from here on out, Mrs.Y/N.” Keigo says exaggeratedly.
Your blushing so hard, you can’t even look him in the eye. The begging, calling himself a good boy, and him being on his knees. He's playing some sort of game.
“Okay,okay just get off my floor. I forgive you. I actually think it’s sweet you went through all this trouble just to spend time with me.” You says.
Keigo gets off the floor and says,” I meant every word I said. I panicked I just wanted to have a reason to see you.”
You smile and wraps your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. Keigo gets red in the face, feeling your breasts pressed up against his chest. He hugs you back by wrapping his arms around your waist. You both took a moment in time to feel each others warmth. Keigo started to squeeze you tighter and you nuzzled your head in his neck.
“You’re so warm.” Keigo mumbles.
His big hands rubbed up and down your back. You were both exhausted and this moment of silence and stillness was something you both appreciated.
“Is it inappropriate to just ask if we could cuddle and chat in my bed? I’m just really exhausted from the day and I just wanna lay down but I don’t want you to go.” You admit.
“I’m okay with that. I’m tired too.” Keigo agrees.
You grabbed his hand and led him upstairs to your bed room where you spent the night getting to know each other and fell asleep in each others arms.
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A chapter I wrote for a fic I decided to never finish. what can ya dooooo.
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