Quick Sketch Of Kenpachi Bc He’s My Man

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This is a part II to this fic. Without further ado...GIRLDAD!Shinji !!!!

A special shout out to @villainsrtasty for the pigtail's idea!

With your daughter taking up space in your home now, your son was going through a clingy phase, making grabby hands and whining for you constantly, desperate to be the baby again. In the past, Shinji would pout and grumble something about your son favoring you over him, complaining that he was such a "momma's boy," and that he was basically chopped liver in comparison, but now that your daughter had been born, she kept Shinji's hands full. He hardly had time to complain about your son's neediness when your daughter was all over him every waking hour, and he loved every second of it.

It was obvious from the beginning that she was meant to have a special relationship with your husband, the daughter he so badly wanted, and now she was here. In a room full of people, her little eyes would dart about, searching for him, a smile spreading on her face only when she found him. She clung to him the same way your son did to you, curling the fabric of his clothes in her tiny fingers or plopping down in his lap with a book in hand, a silent command that he read to her. Shinji did any and everything she requested of him. It made you proud, the way she had him wrapped around her little finger. She hadn't even been able to talk yet and he still always understood exactly what she wanted and got it to her without hesitation, better than even you could. She was so young, so new to the world, and already spoiled, sure to be trouble the older she got. 

There was also Shinji’s protectiveness, and a new special kind that developed, reserved for her and her only. Jokingly, or maybe not so jokingly, when another baby boy shared toys with her and she followed him everywhere he went, Shinji lectured her on the way home, as if she could understand. “No, no boyfriends. Yer mine for life.”

“What do you mean?” You’d tease him. “That’s my little heartbreaker. Her and I are gonna get all done up and go out clubbing when she’s old enough. She’s going to be my party girl partner in crime…”

“No way!” He’d whine. “The both of ya stay home with me. The day some slimeball gets to her and tries to take advantage of my baby girl...” He didn’t need to finish his thought, the hint of the threat in his narrowed eyes. 

“So when some idiot’s approaching her with some corny ass pickup line…?” You side-eyed him, also with no need to finish the thought. 

“If he’s as handsome and charismatic as me, then maybe I’ll consider letting it slide.” He grinned smugly.

On one of the better nights, your son was napping upstairs, and your daughter was wound for sound, giggling wildly as she made attempts to pull your husband's blonde hair into pigtails. The more he made noises of protests and "ouch!"'s, the more amusing she found it. Though it was at the expense of his comfort, her laughter was one of the most beautiful sounds you had ever heard, and you were sure he agreed, hence why he endured the pain. You seared the sound into your brain, pulling your phone out to capture a short video of the moment to keep forever, smiling distantly as you watched her tangle her hands into his bangs. 

"She's kind of hurting me," he chuckled to you. You tucked your phone away and moved to grab her, with other ideas to keep her entertained, but he put a hand up to stop you, looking appalled that you would even think to take her from him. "Not so fast. She thinks it's funny."

You laughed and shook your head, watching as only moments later she tugged on his blonde tufts so hard she jerked his head down. You intervened despite the fact that he'd let her rip his hair out if she so desired. You weren't sure what it was about your husband that made him have such a history of getting beat on by small girls, snickering to yourself as you thought of how funny Hiyori would find your daughter’s antics. 

She tried to pry your hands off of her hips as you pulled her away, but you held tight, pulling her into your chest. "You like hurting Daddy, do you?" You asked her, tickling her stomach and making her giggle again, squirming in your hold.

Meanwhile, Shinji had busied himself with pulling his hair into the ponytails she wanted to see, excitedly showing her the two small sprouts of blonde on the sides of his head when he was done. "You want matching ones, girly?" He offered her, ignoring your teasing giggles as you admired his silly appearance. Anything for his girl. 

She squealed and laughed and climbed into his lap eagerly, turning her little head this way and that as she impatiently awaited for him to style her hair. He gently combed it away from her face with his fingers and gathered what he could into two little pigtails. They were tiny, her hair barely fitting into them, but it was only a matter of time until it'd be longer, and you were certain Shinji would be fashioning it into unique styles for her every day. 

She curiously reached for her head to feel for her father's creation, only to yank them out, grinning proudly and looking for her father's adverse reaction. 

Shinji sighed. "Brat." 

He couldn’t stay mad at her for long, an affectionate smile spreading on his lips, gathering her in his arms and pulling her tightly into his chest, tickling her the way you had moments earlier. Even as her flailing arms and legs delivered blows to his body, he remained unfazed, peppering her tiny head and face with loud, dramatic smooches. It was obvious to anyone, but to you most of all, how in love he was. It made you snort, his pigtails and his clinginess and his doting, how someone so dangerous and deadly could also be the goofiest and the softest. It made your heart swell too, the father of your children, and what an amazing father he was. 

On one of the not-so-good nights, it was still evident to you how much and how hard he loved his girls. Sickness frequently paid a visit to your household with the two little germs running rampant, and a particularly vicious flu had struck when Shinji was at his busiest. He managed to avoid the plague, gone for long hours due to the demands of the Soul Society, and you were left to bear the brunt of it. Just as your son’s condition was starting to improve, the virus invaded yours and your daughter’s systems at the same time. 

Feeling deathly ill and weaker than ever, you had no choice but to rise from your bed, to fend off the nausea and fight through the fever and chills to take care of your daughter who was suffering just the same, all while handling your son as well. As a mother, you had learned to make sacrifices for your children’s wellbeing and had grown accustomed to it, but this challenged and broke you down in a way you hadn’t experienced before. It got worse before it got better, and you had no idea how you were managing, sleepwalking through each moment. You couldn’t eat, could hardly sleep, and were constantly on the verge of vomiting and/or collapsing, but you were forced to soldier through it for them, hiding from Shinji just how sick you were knowing that he had his own matters to handle.

He hadn’t returned home until late that night when your daughter was crying incessantly, the poor thing tortured by a slew of symptoms that seemed to not want to go away despite your many remedies, and you were trying but failing not to cry with her. 

Her tiny, fragile body in so much pain, she went back and forth between pushing you away from her and grabbing onto you, wanting to be cuddled, but frustrated that it was not solving all of her problems. Snot and tears shined on her face as she wept intensely. You had become hopeless, sharing both her physical and emotional pain. Shivering, wrapping around her tightly, you sobbed with her, telling her that you were sorry and pressing your lips to her burning forehead. 

If you could, you would take all of her heat, all of her chills, all of her upset stomach, and all of her boogers, even if it meant doubling your own suffering. You’d do it just so you didn’t have to hear the heartbreaking sound of her anguish, of your failure to help her. But alas, you were just as beaten down as her, and simultaneously wishing that you could be her size and her age again, crawling into someone’s lap and having them hold and comfort you and tell you that it would all be okay again soon. 

Shinji walked in on the two of you in hysterics, your son playing with toys nearby, watching the scene unfold from a place of innocent curiosity. Your daughter was wailing so hard, she hadn’t even noticed that her savior had returned. With a deep frown, your husband instantly took her from you, and she melted into him, tucking her runny nose into his robes as he caressed her hair and back, shushing her and cooing to her and rocking her to sleep. 

On cue, your son stumbled over to you, getting into your lap now that your hands were free. You snuggled him into you desperately, your sweet little guy, subduing your sobs so that your sick daughter could have peace. Shinji threw you a concerned look as he did everything he could to console your daughter, not stopping until she was drifting off in his protective embrace, just the medicine she needed.

When there were tiny snores escaping her stuffy nose, he disappeared to ease her into her crib, returning quickly to remedy you next. Your son didn’t make much of a fuss when Shinji pulled him from you, knowing that his mother wasn’t herself right now. Your husband reached for your forehead, brows furrowing as he felt the immense heat radiating from your skin, though he didn’t need to confirm your fever to clock that you were ill. The sight of your pale skin, glassy eyes, and hunched, shaky body were evidence enough. 

“Why didn’t ya call me?” He asked softly, wiping stray tears from your cheeks. In his lap, your son observed, his large round eyes looking up at you as if he wanted an answer too. 

“I didn’t want you to worry,” your voice broke. “I thought I could handle it on my own, but I feel so bad, Shinji.” Tears threatened to spill again, and you didn’t hesitate to curl into his free arm, just as clingy and needy as your daughter had been. “I can’t do this.”

“If I had known you were this sick, I never would have left ya here alone with them,” he said sternly. “You need to rest, sweetheart.”

“Don’t cry, Ma Ma,” your son chimed in. 

It tore through your heart. You reached for him, hugging Shinji with him sandwiched in between. “I’m sorry, baby. I’m okay.”

“Come on.” Your husband gently tugged the back of your shirt before rising, pulling you up with him while he balanced his son in one arm. “Let’s get ya to bed too.”

“But-” you started to protest, throwing your son a worried glance. 

“No buts,” Shinji interjected. “We need a guys night anyway.” He looked towards his son, managing half a grin before placing a hand on your lower back, gently nudging you forward. “C’mon.”

After letting him feed you medicine and tuck you in, the last thing you saw before entering a night full of broken sleep, strange dreams, and fevered hallucinations was your husband’s fleeting silhouette, your son on his hip. You never fully woke, but throughout the night, Shinji was in and out of your bed, sometimes with your son, sometimes with your daughter, sometimes with both. When your eyes peeled open again, early in the morning before the sun had even risen, all three of them were tangled in the sheets, your son nuzzled into your chest, and your daughter on the other side of him, poking Shinji awake. 

You jolted upwards at the sight of his sleeping figure, head spinning, sweat clinging to every part of your body, your mind not quite all there at this hour. Your poor son jerked awake at your side, the whole room coming back to consciousness at once.

“Aren’t you late?!” You gasped at your husband. 

“What?” He asked groggily, turning onto his side and wrapping an arm around his daughter in one swift motion. She laughed at him, clearly in higher spirits than she was last night, as he squinted at you.

“For work,” you fretted. “Don’t you need to be at the barracks?”

 “Momo’s gonna take care of things,” he informed you hoarsely, letting his eyes flutter closed again. “I’m staying here today.”

“Oh.” You sunk back down into bed as your son clawed at you, trying to pull you back into your previous position, though you thought there was no way you were going to get back to sleep now, not with how sweaty you were.

“How are ya feeling?” Shinji asked you as his daughter crawled around, attempting to play peekaboo with the blankets. “Cause’ this one seems to be doing better…” He nodded towards her with a lazy smile.

“Better.” You wiped your forehead. “Seems like my fever broke, at least for now.”

“Mmm, that’s good,” he hummed. “My poor girls.” He pouted, launching into a rant. “I’m so sad. Her nose is so stuffy.” He looked to his daughter, his fingers cradling her head. “Do you know how annoying a stuffy nose is? And my baby has to have one? This world can be so cruel!”

“You’re gonna get it next,” you huffed a laugh at his dramatics. “All cozy with her snot all over you.” 

“Nah, I don’t get sick,” he assured with a smirk.

“Yeah, yeah.” You rolled your eyes. “We’ll see.”

“Don’t care,” he grumbled. “It’s worth it. I’d do anything for her,” he said seriously.

“I know you would,” you cooed, mindlessly finding your son’s back to rub soothing circles into.

Knowing that Shinji was back now, and you were safe, that you weren’t alone in this, it made your body soften with content, falling back into a drowsy state. Without realizing it, as you soothed your son, you were self-soothing too. With the four of you pressed together soundly, you could relax. You could take care of your little family and allow yourself to be taken care of too.

“Thank you,” you mumbled to your husband as your eyes fell shut again. “For taking care of us, for taking care of me. Thank you for staying.”

He responded, “I love you,” in an explanatory tone, in a way that said I need no thanks, I’m not doing this for thanks. His words from earlier pierced through your head again, “I’d do anything for her.” 

You drifted off again with a smile on your lips, no more strange nightmares to be had when you were surrounded by so much love. “I love you too, Daddy.”

Of course, Shinji did eventually end up getting sick. There was no way of avoiding it, not with how he was glued to you and your daughter until the both of you got better. 

You took care of him with the same tenderness he had, nursing him back to health as you continued to juggle your children with your energy somewhat restored. Your daughter, his little best friend, knew there was something wrong with her father, and as he spent most of the day in bed, she was there with him, snuggling into his chest or pressing a cold cloth to his head with no idea what she was doing but watching you do the same, so it must have been something helpful. She even offered him her comfort stuffed animal, a serious token of affection as she wouldn’t ever allow anyone else to have it. Shinji accepted it graciously, cuddling it tightly when she wasn’t there. You snapped a sneaky picture of him sound asleep, the stuffed creature tucked under his arm, and made it your new home screen wallpaper, your babies already taking up your lock screen. Now you had the whole collection.

When he was better again, heading back to resume his duties as a Captain, your daughter wailed after him, crying for her “Dada,” having been spoiled to have his presence around so much. He himself seemed to be on the verge of tears, apologizing profusely and promising his sweetheart that he’d be back again for her later. You tried to tell her that you’d still be around, but she didn’t seem interested.

You shared an exasperated look with him, knowing that you were going to have to deal with her crying and missing him until she was distracted by something else. “Who’s chopped liver now?” You laughed.

“Sorry,” he said sheepishly. “She’s a Daddy’s girl.”

Indeed, she was, and you knew deep down that there was no other way for your little family to be. 

Tags: @tomitsulikeslemons @eleftheria93

My Misa drawing❤️

TW: negative talks of body image, gets a little smutty at the end, but nothing graphic

bf!Toji x gf!reader where reader is feeling insecure about her body and Toji comforts her like the sweet man he is of course...ehehe

A/N: This is (one of) my first posts of my writing...OMG. I've written before, but I'm pretty inconsistent and haven't really ever gotten serious about posting anything. Just doing this for funsies and to share my passion for anime, JJK, Toji, but I hope I'm playing by the rules correctly! Enjoy <3

You loved your boyfriend for his quiet strength. The way he never seemed to complain, the way he got shit done, the way he didn't mind getting his hands dirty, the way he didn't let his feelings get in the way of his objective. In your eyes, he was a real man, and you adored him for it.

But sometimes he could be so ignorant to the fact that you were the complete opposite of him.

Toji often found it perplexing how sensitive you were. He didn't understand how you could get so stressed about something he wouldn't think twice about. He thought it must be exhausting, living a day inside your mind, where the smallest of things had you spiraling over the edge. He wanted to make you feel better, but he didn't always know how to.

And now, he was entirely at a loss, watching you become increasingly frustrated with every outfit choice you tried out. He begrudgingly watched you unravel as you threw on different combinations of tops and bottoms, even trying out a couple of dresses, just to huff and discard them somewhere else in your shared bedroom, the space as chaotic as your mood. He couldn't grasp what the problem was. In his eyes, you looked great, hell, you looked stunning in every outfit you put on, but somehow you couldn't see it. You twirled around in the full-length mirror aimlessly, eyes scanning over every little flaw and imperfection, letting your negative thoughts run wild. Never mind the fact that the two of you would likely be late to the event, Toji was more worried about how you were going to act throughout the night if you were feeling badly about yourself. He hated when you were upset, and he was racking his brain for something comforting to say, but was coming up short.

You tried on another dress, one that hugged your curves. You frowned and turned to the side, your eyes immediately falling to the soft curve of your stomach. Toji watched you suck in and flatten your palm over the bump. He shook his head to himself as he watched you grimace at your natural, beautiful body. He was growing impatient.

"You look fine, doll," he finally huffed. "And our room looks like a bomb hit it."

You shot him a withering glance. "I look disgusting. I don't even want to go to this shit."

"(Y/N)..." his tone was full of concern. "Please don't do this. You look fine," he repeated stupidly.

"You're just saying that," you accused, pulling off the dress so that you didn't have to look at yourself in it anymore. "I look awful in everything I try on." You were frowning deeply, and Toji knew he'd have to try harder than that to get you to talk to yourself more kindly.

While you were busy searching through the piles to try on a specific blouse again, Toji came up behind you, lifting you with ease and tossing you onto the bed. You yelped, scrambling to cover your body as he stood at the edge.

"What are you doing?!" You yelled at him. "I need to find something or we're gonna be-"

"We're already gonna be late," Toji interrupted. He crawled onto the bed, not stopping until he had you trapped beneath him. "So we're not going anywhere until you admit that you're the cutest, sexiest, most beautiful girl in the world."

"Looks like we're never leaving the house again, then." You joked bitterly.

Toji slapped your bare thigh, making you yelp again. "Not another bad word about yourself. I fucking mean it."

"I hate the way I look right now, Toji," you admitted, tears prickling in your eyes. "I know it's exhausting. I'm sorry I'm so sensitive."

"Don't go crying on me baby, you know I hate that," Toji said more softly.

"I really don't want to go," you pleaded. The tears started rolling down your cheeks before you could stop them. You felt pathetic.

"Oh, sweetness." Toji rolled to your side, grabbing you and pulling you into his chest. He sat up slightly, and you straddled his lap, crying into his neck. His large hands cascaded down your back, reaching down to grip your bum before gliding all the way up to your hair. "We don't have to go. Would rather have my girl all to myself anyways," he murmured into your hair.

After a moment, you pulled back, and Toji wiped the wetness away from your cheeks with his thumb. "I really don't get what you see," he said. "I think you always look beautiful, no matter what you're wearing." He snuck a peak down at you now, in just a bra and underwear. "Or not wearing." He winked.

You smiled at his perverseness, before glancing down yourself. "But look at my tummy." You grabbed the plush skin.

"What about it?" Toji narrowed his eyes at you, before taking a hand away from your back to grip his own tummy. "I've got some rolls there too. We're sitting. That's normal."

"Barely," you scoffed.

In one swift movement, Toji had you on your back, blowing raspberries into your stomach. You giggled and squirmed, pushing his head away. "You weirdo!" You squealed. "Toji, c'mon, stop it!"

He lifted his head, hooking his hands behind your knees and tugging you towards him. "Your tummy is cute. You're cute." He splayed a hand across your torso. The proximity to your lower region made heat pool in your core.

And, you were slowly starting to believe him.

"Okay, okay fine." You rolled your eyes. "I guess...I'm not so bad looking."

"Not so bad?" Toji scoffed. "Doll, you're a smokeshow."

"You're so old," you laughed at him. "Nobody even says that anymore."

"Don't expect me to go easy on you just because you were crying a minute ago," Toji chuckled darkly, happy to see that you were getting back to your snarky self. He roughly lifted your hips, yanking your panties down your legs. You giggled excitedly as he lowered his head between your thighs.

"Let me show you just how beautiful I think you are."

Stream ’n Chill (Yuuji Itadori x Reader) MDNI 18+ NSFW‼️

AN: It’s finally here! Sorry for the long fucking wait. Life have been lyfin for weeks now. But I managed to get through it 😭 Anyway, I hope you all enjoy reading it!

Synopsis: this time Yuuji is needy for you. He won’t admit it though. He’s snarky like that. :P

WARNING: Grammar, both are 21+, surprisingly needy boyfriend, cuddling, make out, slow start, humping, rubbing, oral, doggy, f.top, squirting, pacing, cumming etc.

Take your time reading due to pacing and dive into the story! 🩷

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7PM

Yours fingers scrolled down on TikTok. Your eyes were mindlessly looking at content ranging between, cooking, fashion, local pop-ups and more, as you laid in your comfy pink bed. Sometimes, at random, a few chuckles and bustling conversations about who knows what came from downstairs. Your parents had invited some neighbors and co-workers to come cover for to catch up on their lives and shows they’ve been watching, while enjoying some delicious food that your mother made for them. Of course, you made sure to bring two plates upstairs because “you were hungry”. and told her to save another two plates for later on…whenever they decide to leave for the night.

Good thing you brought some snacks to pass on hunger for a little while. You smiled at a video of a cute baby kitten that was following a stranger in the parking lot in the middle of the night and the person was trying to shoo it away, to no avail. You giggled and left a comment: “It owns you now haha.” And went back to doom scrolling.

“Dude What the hell! I need more bullets!”

“G-go get the potion behind that abandoned cabin. Gooo! What the hell!” He yelled through the pink headset.

The male was half loudly shouting at the players as they played Call of Duty. “What the hell are you doing? Go to the other side!” He motioned to the screen annoyingly as if they could see him. He clearly sounded frustrated but you didn’t want to budge. It’s just a game after all.

The frustrated, cute pink haired male was your boyfriend, Yuuji. Sitting at your pink illuminated gaming table - complementing the newly renovated bedroom you worked so hard on.

He had came to your house; Through your bedroom window like you’re one and only Tarzan. You texted him that your parents were having guests over for dinner and you were bored. So, you pleaded him to comer over for some comfort until they leave. And, he came in a flash. Not that kind of flash though.

You didn’t want to talk to anybody that you didn’t know and be bothered.

“Dude I need more ampule. These guys keep coming at us.”

“What the hell are you doing. Go to the other side, idiot!”

“What are you….you know what-“ he pressed pause out of frustration, took off the pink headset forcefully and gently placed on its stand - mindful of your stuff. He turned his head back and noticed that you were still there, doom scrolling to kill time. His lips slowly curved up, eyeing your back facing him. The chair rotated to the bed. Shirtless, he got up and quietly walked towards you. You couldn’t see his shadow due to the pink hue of your room and your eyes on the screen, but you suddenly felt a weight pressed down on your bed before you caught his arm in your peripheral, standing like a pillar. “Hm?” You knew whose arm it was and you turned to see him towering you. “Whatchu doing?” He mumbled, smiling softly at you. Your lips formed a soft smile, “Nothing.” You said softly, looking up at him. He looked at you for a moment, making you giggle. “What?” You said, trying to hold your giggles.

“Sorry for being so loud earlier.”

“It’s okay. It didn’t bother me at all.”

“Hm.” He hummed, he caressed your thigh and kissed your shoulder. “Maybe you can play REPO with your friends next time?” You asked, feeling his firm hand warm in between your thighs. “I’d be loud as hell. You know that. Louder than a few minutes ago.” He chuckled, looking at you. “Oh. Well, I tried.” You shrugged, earning a little laugh from the male. “Mm.” Your lips suddenly met his. His lips were so soft and so warm, slapping against your own at a slow pace. “Mm.” Your back arched, your neck straining to not leave his soft lips. You moaned again, arching your back when he kneaded your warm thigh with enough pressure. “Mm~” He lowered his hips to your ass as it was pushing back against his crotch. “M-mm~” your body started rocking gently to his lazy thrusts against your ass. Your cheeks were getting hotter every second. Your arm reached the back of his head and you scratched his undercut lovingly as you kissed each other languidly.

The bustling commotions downstairs masked your sweet time with your boyfriend. “M-mm!” His fingers slithered up to the hem of your strap tank top, sending shivers through your body before he caressed your tummy. His palm was so big and warm as it brushed your soft skin. “A-ah~” you breathed in the kiss when the calloused digits stroked your tummy lightly and quickly slid up to rub around your nipple. He chuckled, resting his palm on your belly, knowing that you are ticklish. “Mm.” You savored the way his hips rolled against your ass, very slowly.

You switched to rest your dainty hand on his hip to keep going. Ultimately making him go a bit rougher. As his lips smacked yours softly, he slowly lifted the hem of your strap top, revealing your soft round titty. “Ah~” you sighed when the tip of his finger began circling your nipple - right on the center of it. Soft and slowly, just how you like it. “Unh~” your tongues circled around his lovingly as he fondled the little pebble, hardening under the tip of his finger, before his lips enveloped yours lovingly.

“Unh~” you moaned softly as he kneaded your soft breast and rutted his hips against you, rocking you as you laid on your side. You felt the pressure on your ass, his cock behind the zipper poking at it. “U-unh~ yuu~” you enjoyed every second of this sweet intimacy with him, making you lift your leg up a bit to give him a better angle, hoping to get him to prod your needy pussy. “Ugh~” he groaned, listening to your soft pants as he watched your body squirm below him, and your tit in his grasp.

You felt weak. No. Needy - lying on your side like this as he humped you.

You wanted more.

As if he read your mind, he pecked you on the lips and quickly leaned back. You pouted, pulling him back to your ass but to no avail. You were so wet in the deep valley of your legs from the inside of your lounge shorts.

“Get on your knees, babe.” He muttered, twitching in his pants.

Soon after, the sheets were shifting below your feet as you got on all fours, close to edge of the bed. Your plump tits were hanging out shamelessly as the top was folded up to your chest. You were a quivering mess, anticipating what would happen next. You felt his fingers on the waistband of your shorts and he gently pulled it down to your knees and slid it off your ankles. “Mm-Unh~” He suddenly spreads your cheeks, pushing you forward to get a better view of your pretty pussy. You felt completely bare - out in the open as a matter of fact. He can even see your cute little bush, hiding your tiny bud in between your puffy lips. “Mm.” You stood there, feeling his brown orbs admiring your glistening flesh. He knows what he’s going to do it - how’s gonna do you.

“…”

All you can hear was the white noise of the video game playing in the background and silverware clinking downstairs.

“Y-yuu-“

“Move up a bit.” He cut you off.

You crawled to face the headboard and below were your comfy pillows. The bed dipped when his knees were on it as he carefully gets behind you. You suddenly gasped when his soft lips kissed your back randomly. You felt the wetness on your skin. His firm hands rested on your hips and pulled you back to his, feeling the denim material graze your pussy. Gently, he pushed his hips forward, his fingers slightly digging into your hips to anchor you. You were getting rocked slowly by his steady thrusts.

“Mm~” you moaned lowly, switching to resting on your elbows and spreading your knees apart more. “Unh~” you sighed softly, feeling your wet puffy slit rubbing against his denim crotch softly, the zipper prodding your needy clit. His lazy thrusts went on for a while, forming a little splotch on the denim material. You arched your back, digging your knees into the bed to feel more of the friction. “Unh baby~” you panted, earning a soft chuckle from the pink haired male behind you. At that moment, he started bucking his hips against you. “M-mm~” you quivered messily, relishing the zipper bumping your needy pussy. Your gratifying moans came out messily while your jiggling tits were rubbing against the soft plush pillows.

“U-unh~” you sighed messily to his teasing thrusts as your hard nipples rubbed against the soft sheets. “Y-yuu~” you felt hot and needy from his teases, pulsating everytime the zipper bumped your glistening slit as he thrusted. Your sweet aching hole kept on clenching on nothing, aching for him to just fuck you now. He watched your sweet ass jiggling, biting his lip as he goes. His shorts was starting to get a little tight and messy. “Mm!” He pressed his hips very roughly against your ass and slowed down. “Ugh…” he sighed, circling his hips back and forth, watching the strings of your arousal marking the denim fabric. It felt rough and soft against your pussy, making your wetter every time the material stroked your throbbing slit. Giving you a more slick and satisfying feeling rubbing your pussy.

Suddenly, quick movements from behind you piqued your cloudy mind. “Hm?” Your flushed face started pouting on the pillow. You were about to lift your head up to see but you gasped when you felt a pair of soft lips kiss the curve of your ass. He planted kisses all around it, slowly.

“Mm~” His calloused thumb dipped into your puffy lips. So warm, he thought as it glided through your slick flesh. “Mm~” you moaned sweetly, rocking your hips as he did, opening you up. “Ah~” you sighed, circling your hips steadily while his soft lips kissed your curved ass slowly. Your gratified sighs filled the air, mixed with your sweet hums from the friction.

He planted one last kiss and spread your cheeks out. “Yuu~” you mumbled shyly in the pillow as he pushed you forward, ready for his crafty tongue. He leaned forward, feeling your warmth close to his lips. “Unh~” you waited patiently for him, feeling a slight wiff of his breath brush your slit. He kissed right next to it as his brown orbs narrowed your pussy and leaned back, focusing on how wet you are right now.

Look at that pretty pussy.

His brown orbs dilated darkly when you pulsated, making his dick twitch and his pulse almost skip a beat.

“Yuu-“

*smack!*

“Mm~Agh!” He kneaded the round flesh roughly and glided his tongue into your pussy. “Mm~” you groaned heavily and shivered from the strokes, making him chuckle when he licked your flesh greedily. You were gasping for air, whimpering his name breathlessly in the pillow as your fingers curled into the pillowcases. “U-Unh!” Your stomach pushed in achingly as the tip of his tongue fondled your throbbing clit. Your toes kept spreading out everytime he circled your bundle of nerves so well, cramping up in the sheets. “Unh~fuck...” you panted, squirming in his iron grip.

“Yeah…!”You whispered half loudly to the starving male, drooling on the pillow.

“Y-yeah baby!” He focused on flicking your clit feverishly that you had to shut your eyes.

“Unh!” The tip felt so warm and tingly on your throbbing clit. “O-oh god..!” Your brows deepened with content.

Your whispers and low heavy groans filled the pink lit bedroom. You were trying not to be so loud but he was eating you up so well. “Mm!” You quivered, his hefty hands gripping your cheeks more roughly as the warm appendage swiped your slit greedily. “Awh yeah baby~” you whined, reaching for the back of his hand. “Oh fuck…” he switched to resting and applying pressure on your heat, heeding the slow sweet sounds of his tongue pressing against it, softly and messily.

*squelch….squelch…squelch* he listened to the sweet sounds of your plush pussy.

“Ugh~” you cried out weakly, switching to grabbing your tit for control and squeezing it. You were pulsating too much. “Mm…” he moaned, switching to open mouth kissing it thickly and slowly, slobbering his pink lips. “Ahhhhh~” your head lifted off up from the sweet friction, throbbing from the thick kisses, especially on the sensitive nub.

He loves your fleshy lips so much.

“Mmm~” he moaned deeply, listening to his lips smacking against the flesh lovingly. He opened his eyes and turned his head a bit, eyeing your mirror handing in your bedroom door. The sweet curve of your ass close to his face was reflecting in the mirror. His orbs trailed up to your face as he ate you up. Your pouty face was too cute. “Hehehe.” He watched it scrunching up continuously against the pillow for a moment before turning back to his favorite meal with a messy smirk.

“Mm~” he moaned again when he kissed it lovingly, quick but gentle kisses planted on your fleshy pussy. “Ah~” you watched his side profile in the mirror. “Unh fuck ~” you whispered weakly, eyes never escaping the sight of him eating you so well. His bravely hands were so big grabbing your spread ass roughly. “Unh~yuu~” your eyes rolled in the back of your head.

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Your soft praises came out in breathless whispers, filling his head while the thick strings of your arousal fell onto the bed sheets. “Unh~lick my pussy…~” you sighed heavily, slowly rolling your hips up and down for that sweet-sweet friction.

“Unh-uuuunh~” you drawled heavily in the pillow when he circled your hard throbbing clit. “M-mrrm~” you twitched abruptly, the warm pressure felt way too good.

“Mmm~” you smiled weakly at his reflection, reveling in eating your sweet pussy. He loves how fleshy and fat it looks when he gives it attention. The lazy wet sounds gave you butterflies. You caressed the back of his hand feathery to reward him while his saliva and your arousal drips onto the pink blanket. “Ahhhhh…ssss.” You breathed out in relief, your tummy aching and your pussy pulsating excitedly when he flicked it feverishly.

Your eyes were getting more glassy every second.

His cock was getting too hard inside his shorts from your weak pants. “Ahhhh~” he breathed out, slowly gliding the tip of his tongue down to your clit and up to your clenching hole. Back to back. “Unh yeah~…yeah…” you sighed against the pillow. your eyes were getting hazy again, reveling in how he always eats it, slow and steady with good pressure.

*SLUUUURRRPPP*

“Mmmmmm~”You whined at the long pitched sound, blushing shyly as you started squirting discreetly from the latching of his lips. “Mmm~” he moaned, drinking it so satisfyingly as you whined, failing to stop squirting in his mouth. You arched your back from the feeling of his soft lips latching onto your pussy, pulsating from the warm sensation. “Eep!” You squeaked, when his tongue started flicking all over your slit.

“Ugh..! Aaagh!” You cried lowly, trembling uncontrollably as he was still latching on it. “Ha..!” You gasped softly on the feeling of your clit getting sucked abruptly and started gushing roughly into his mouth.

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“Mmm….” You whimpered weakly in the pillow, pulsating weakly as he still ate your overstimulated pussy for a few more seconds.

*Smooch* He kissed it to finish it off and leaned back, sitting on his knees.

*SMACK!!*

You whimpered breathlessly from the stings of your ass.

“Hehehe.” He chuckled at your breathless form and smiled down at his erection hidden behind his shorts. It was aching to be freed from restraint. He was way too hard to be held back.

It seeks for relief from his one and only who can help him.

He licked his lips and quickly unzipped his fly, piquing your ears. You didn’t miss it when his aching cock flung out of his shorts after he pulled it out in the mirror. Your mouth started salivating at the sight after he threw his shorts somewhere in the room. He wrapped his hand around the thick shaft and began stroking slowly. Your orbs started at the reflection, distracted by the way he stroked it with good control, the tip getting squeezed every time he did. “Fuck...” he whispered heavily, stroking it a bit tighter. It never ceases to amaze him on how hard you make him feel every time.

It was so hard, curved and twitchy. He was hard as a rock.

He moved up a bit to align himself, resting his hand on your lower back.

“Unh…” you moaned. he started rubbing the mushroom tip in between your puffy lips slowly, dipping into your folds. You shut your eyes, feeling it glide through your puffy pussy. It was warm and hard, making your pussy throb. “You like that huh?” he whispered, smirking down at your side profile on the pillow. Looking like you’re in heaven. “Mm~” he heeded your moans as he watched his task, flicking your wet slit. “Unh~” he pressed his cock, stirring up your senses. “Ssss…ohh~.” He hissed. You felt so hot. “Mmm~” he added deeply, poking your entrance teasingly, aching to fuck you senselessly. Your arousal glazed the mushroom tip as he did. “Fuck.” He muttered and pulled back.

He started slapping his cock on your ass before preparing himself. “Alright.” He whispered, aligning his cock to your pussy. Slowly, he pushed into your fluttering heat, making the two of you groan harmoniously. He threw his head back, relishing how warm and gummy you feel. “Oh fuck.” He almost fainted while he slid inside of you slowly. You savored the perfect stretch and the way thick skin of his shaft slid into your wet fluttering hole.

You were getting wetter and wetter every second.

“You okay, babe?” He muttered, fully inside of you. You moaned in agreement, feeling him thrust extremely slowly for a “pre-feel”. He snickered and rested his hands on your hips.

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8PM

He started off with his hips rolling up to your own slowly. Gently stroking your gummy walls lovingly. Your ass and tits was jiggling steadily in between his soft thrusts. He rocked his hips up with good measure, almost as if he dancing behind you lovingly. “Mm~” he hummed, watching your ass slapping against his hips from his slow but rhythmic thrusts. “Shit.” His mouth drew saliva from the view and hissed. Your dowey eyes were focused on the mirror, watching it jiggle in the dim lit room . “Mm~” you sighed, feeling and listening to the gentle smacks of your ass as he did. You loved the way his curved cock slid into you and out so lewdly. The pink highlights of your room complemented his glistening cock.

You closed your eyes, relishing the feeling of your body getting rocked to his gentle thrusts. “Ahhh…” he sighed softly, his mouth agape as he felt the sweet prickles around his length. “Ooh fuck yeah.” He hissed, gently pushing your hips back to his own for a deeper feeling.

“U-unh~” His long strokes stirred your senses, fluttering around him as began to slowly pick up his pace.

*clap..! Clap…! clap..!*

The bed was creaking. His fingers were digging into your hips, giving you butterflies. “Fuck…” you sighed, dizzily looking at him in the mirror as you breathed out on your pillow. Your miles brushed the soft pillowcases, sending prickles over your body. “Sssss…yeah…” he whispered hotly. “You like that baby?” He muttered, heeding the sweet skin slapping sounds increasing every second he upped the pressure gradually.

“U-uu-nh~yeah.” You sung out messily, his gifted dick rubbing all the right spots. His thighs were gradually slamming the back of yours roughly. “U-u-uuunh~” your face was sliding on the pillow as he fucked you so well. He always starts off slow and eventually gets rougher. You love every second of it.

“Such a good fucking pussy” he hissed and smacked your ass. You whined and gripped the sheets for control. “Yeah…give me that pussy.” He bucked his hips roughly, feeling your plush walls squeeze him lovingly. He switched to gripping your thighs, making you dig your knees deeper into the bed to feel him more.

“Y-yuu!” He fucked you feverishly, worried that your parents might come upstairs. “A-awh!” Your face scrunched up and your mouth widened when the tip kept poking your g-spot. “That’s it baby..!” He whispered thickly. “Awgh..!” His heart dropped when you clenched him. You managed to look back at him, resting on your elbow and your hand grabbing your ass cheek, feeling your tits jiggled recklessly in the air from his pace.

“ ah~yeah baby~” you sighed messily, panting as he fucked your g-spot deeply while you grabbed the curve of your ass more of that sweet friction, sending sharp prickles in your needy pussy.

“M-m-mmm..!Just like that…yeah..!” You whispered to him with so much need, his dark brown eyes piercing into yours with deep lust. “A-ahhhh~” you sighed sloppily, throwing your head back, making him ram cock into you. Your untidy sighs makes him go feral, sending butterflies in his aching stomach as he slams into you. He switched to resting his hands on the wall. “Ah~” you whispered angelically and shabbily at the feathery sensations, and laid down on the pillow weakly.

You were going to cum.

The thick wet slapping sounds from your greedy cunt filled the air, ringing in his ears.

Luckily the background music of the video game menu was disguising your intimacy.

Hopefully.

You couldn’t tell, you couldn’t hear anything except yours and his neediness and his greediness spreading all over your needy body after all this time.

“Unh~” you cried weakly in the pillow, pulsating rapidly when you suddenly cummed. “Y-yuuuu~” you whined again, quivering as he kept going, thrusting hungrily into your sobbing cunt.

Four quick thrusts in and he pressed his hips to your own. “Fuuuck~” he mumbled heavily, shivering as he shoots inside your walls.

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8:30PM

“Feels so fucking good~…mmm~” He praised, smiling drunkenly up to you while his toes curled up in content as you bounced on his stiff cock. “Awwhhh…” he breathed out in satisfaction, loving the feeling of you bouncing your soft ass on him slowly and sweetly; like a spoiled princess.

The bed creaked steadily as you did. You let out a soft giggle as you watched him hazily with your hands standing like pillars on either side of his head. The way his cock never cease to strike your gummy walls and poke your g-spot sent you into cloud 9. “Unh~” Your body felt so putty and feathery as you rode it gently. “Mm.” You leaned forward to kiss him. His soft hands caressed your back and down to your sides lovingly as you enveloped each other’s lips languidly. He thrusted up everytime you landed on his lap, rubbing your gummy spot. “Ah fuck…yuu~” he thrusted lazily into your fluttery cunt, glaze and warm in your arousal. “Such a good pussy baby~” he whispered, cupping your soft tits. “Ssss…mmmm~” he moaned, reveling in your sweet warmth. You were so comfy and warm around his length, giving him butterflies in his stomach. “Fuck~” he added, feeling your prurience dripping down his cock.

*Smack!!*

You whimpered, pulsating from the stings of his hand resting on the curve of your ass. He quickly pushed his feet in and switched to grabbing your ass, spreading you open when he started thrusting into your heat feverishly.

“Uuuuunh~” you let out a drawled messy moan. Your body was so hot and jiggly above him. “Oh f-fuck…” you whispered messily, feeling his dick slamming into you greedily. “Y-y-yuuu~” you called out breathlessly as you heeded his needy thrusts.

*clap, clap, clap, clap!”*

The rapid sounds stirred up your body feathery, making you spread your legs out more for a much more deeper feeling. “F-f-uuck..!” You muttered, your head thrown back. “Agh..!” He groaned and hissed, pushing your hips down to his greedy dick. Your messy pants filled the air, clouding his mind as he anchored your putty form. “Ha..h-haaa~” you panted messily, loving the way it shoves into your sobbing hole at such speed.

“Come on, baby. Come on..!” He praised, feeling your fluttering hole crumbling around him. You whined and began bouncing on his greedy cock weakly. The sounds of skins slapping on each other grew thicker and thicker, making him chuckle.

*smack!*

“That’s it.” He praised and cupped your tits. “Uuuugh~” he pushed his head back to the pillow deeply. “Sssss….ahhhhh…” he breathed out in deep relief, feeling light as a feather. You whined as your ass met his greedy hips, his pelvis slapping your puffy pussy lips lewdly. You closed your eyes, feeling that syrupy sensation forming a warm knot in your tummy.

You’re gonna cum.

You focused on the feelings of your pussy getting slammed by his thrusts, the thick cob webby strings sticking on his pelvis and your puffy lips, the sounds filling your ears and the way your body jiggled frantically, your lips started to open slowly. Feeling your clit pulsating from the overwhelming sensations all at once.

“O-ooh..!” You croaked, your brows deepening. You started gasping for air as the waves started traveling through your veins coldly. You hips started twitching —

*spurt!*

You gushed out your liquids roughly. “A-ah!” You groaned heavily in a whisper, pulsating erratically. “Ahh…fuck yeah..” he praised, slowing his pace down as it pooled down his sack. “A-agh!” You gripped the headboard for control as you cummed uncontrollably.

“Mm. Yeah baby” he whispered again, looking up at you like you were his angel. “Mmm” leaned forward and mouthed your soft tit. He sucked your nipple lovingly as you whimpered and quivered messily around his cock. “Ahh..” he breathed out from the fluttering sensations and sucked it again as he circled his hips up lovingly. “Come.” He pulled you down to his chest and kissed you. “Mm.” You kissed him lovingly, his cock thrusting lazily with enough pressure as he held you around your waist and the other on the curve of your ass.

You sweet whines of pure content filled his mind. “Mmm~” he moaned in the kiss,

Caressing your ass softly to reward you as he heeded the watery sounds of your sweet sweet pussy. “Ah~” he sighed softly as he looked at you, rolling his hips up lovingly to your heat. “Ah fuck~” he sighed again, breathing in your face softly. “Mmm.” He moaned deeply when your wrapped your lips around his and squeezed him.

His soft exhales filled the dim lit room as you rode his cock so sexily. The sheets were shifting under his feet constantly in satisfaction. He loves it when you ride him slowly and clench him when you sink down to his cock. “Ah…” he sighed softly as he thrusted into you gently. The loud banters of your parents and their friends echoed through the hallway and into your bedroom from downstairs. Soon after, his arms wrapped around your back and

he went back to bucking his hips feverishly. You heeded his greedy thrusts slamming into your plush and sore pussy.

*Creak..! Creak..! Creak..!*

“A-ah~” you moaned lowly, looking at him lovingly as he held you tightly. “Aaaahhh~” he drawled lowly in your chest. You arched your back for more friction, stretching your sweet hole for if his sweet strokes.

The bed creaked rapidly but steadily as he was being mindful of your parents and their guests downstairs. But who knows. “Unh~”The quick soft sounds of thighs slapping each other were making you pulsate.

Your tits were jiggling on his glistening chest. You didn’t care if the two of you caught but you knew how much he did — even during heated sessions like this. You only cared about how good he’s actually fucking you again right now. And like always, keeping you close to him, in his arms during times like this…

“Ahh…fuck .” He sighed breathlessly, he gritting fuck you quietly as his brows were furrowing in deep content. You almost giggled in his embrace. his persistence in being a good boyfriend to your parents was so cute. You squeezed him tightly to reward him and he lost it.

“Awh!” He suddenly gripped the back of your thighs roughly, making your heart sink and slammed his cock into you. “Gimme your pussy baby.” He growled deeply in a whisper, looking up at you heinously in lust.

“U-Ungh!” You cried. He shoved it into you roughly. “Yuu!” You whispered half loudly, squirting uncontrollably.

“Ah!” You squeaked out, your fluids gushed out forcefully.

He hissed longingly at the squeezing sensations, feeling his release coming in seconds.

“Uuuunh.” He grunted painfully as he pushed his head back into the pillow, cumming inside of you. His hips kept twitching as he attempted to thrust himself into your creamy pussy. “U-ugh…sssss.” He circled his hips weakly as he twitched. You humped the shaft to help him cool off as you looked down at his flushed face. “Unh~” you sighed softly and squirted a bit, cupping his face. “Ugh..fuck.” He circled his hips very slowly to relish your sweet creamy warmth once more.

“Mmm~” He slowly opened his eyes and smirked. “You okay, baby?” You smiled softly making him chuckle. “God. Your pussy does wonders to me.” You giggled at his remark and kneaded your tits shyly. His eyes flickered down to your fingers rubbing your nipples lovingly. “Felt good?” You nodded, smiling shyly when he works his hands up to your breasts.

Soft kisses rang between to you two for a little while before he pulled his cock out. You whined, making him chuckle. “You loved it that much?” He bit his bottom lip cockily.

You pouted in obviousness.

End.

article by Jed Olsen

TW: smut ♡

Shinji Hirako is not a fan of PDA...

Surprisingly, given how loud, shameless and unapologetic he was, Shinji was the type who very seldom showed his affection for you in front of others. Don't get him wrong, he wasn't ashamed or embarrassed of his love for you by any means, and he wasn't afraid to beckon you by a subtle pet name or perform a sweet act of service while others watched. He just had a thing about not laying his hands on you, not showing any PDA because he didn't "need perverts or weirdos watching him be intimate with you." He claimed it was more special to have you all to himself, that he didn't want others to even begin to imagine you in that way.

You had no reason not to believe him, not with how stark the contrast was when you were alone. You had never met a man as handsy or as clingy as Shinji. You never needed him to wrap an arm around you or hold your hand in public because he gave you so much physical affection in private that sometimes you welcomed the chance to get some space from him.

Behind closed doors, Shinji was always touching you - holding your hand, running his fingers through your hair, caressing your back, squishing your cheeks...

Slapping your ass, squeezing your thighs, fondling your breasts, kissing, licking, and biting any and every part of you - he left no part of you unexplored, knowing your body probably better than you did.

He had been gone all day today, ever the busy man as a Captain now, and you were losing your mind craving his touch. When he finally returned, shrugging off his robes and finding his way to you, you melted into him, welcoming his wandering hands with a tired, needy sigh.

"Oh?" He laughed, reading your body language perfectly as you curved into him and arched under his caress, much like a cat seeking its owner's affection. "Did you miss me today, sweet thing?"

"So much," you pouted. "I'm so happy you're here now." You snuggled against his slender frame as his hands traveled high and low, petting your hair before grabbing a handful of your ass.

"You're too cute." He grinned down at you mischievously. "I should really get a shower. You wanna join me, doll?"

You nodded eagerly, excitedly following him to the bathroom and wasting no time getting undressed with him. Stepping under the hot water was like heaven, even more so when he was against you again, hugging you from behind and pressing kisses into the side of your head. You wished every moment could be like this, warm and content and full of affection. You leaned into him, trying to appreciate the present while you could.

It didn't take long for his fingers to slip between your thighs, playing with your bundle of nerves while he hardened behind you, and as he expertly toyed with your body, you found it easier and easier to remain in the moment. Your knees weakened beneath you. You willed strength back into your legs, spreading them apart further to both ground yourself and to give Shinji easier access. He slipped one finger inside you, and with his other hand, another into your mouth. You greedily sucked him in at both ends, clenching and moaning around his slender digits.

"Such a good little thing for me," he praised. "I missed you too you know," he groaned into your ear. "Missed this pretty little mouth and this tight little pussy."

You hummed contentedly and drooled around his finger, eyes rolling back into your head as he twisted and curled his other obscenely long finger in and out before adding another.

You were sure of it, his large hands were made for touching you, for pumping in and out of you, and for holding you and protecting you, squeezing and hugging you. You began to get emotional thinking about it, about him, and about how grateful you were for your physically affectionate boyfriend, even if you didn't always say so.

You sobbed around his finger, and your body convulsed with the sudden onslaught of emotion, making him pull it out to grab your jaw, turning your chin to look at him. "Everything okay?" He checked in, nearly gasping when he saw hot tears gliding out of your eyes.

"I'm okay," you laughed through the tears. "I just love you so much." Your lip wobbled, the admission, reminding you of the explosion of affection and emotion in your chest. You sobbed again.

Shinji didn't stop pumping in and out of you, but at your fragile state, he softened, brows furrowing as he kissed your tears away and cooed to you, "baby, oh my sweet baby. Don't you know I love you more?"

You shook your head at him, the steamy shower cascading down and mixing with your tears in such a sweet way it made Shinji's heart - and cock - swell. "No way," you told him.

"Yeah way," he disagreed. "Let me show you, please?"

You fought against him, shaking your head again as his fingers slid in and out of your walls at a faster pace, thumping against your sweet spot each time. It felt impossible to take, to hold yourself up. "Shin - Shinji!"

"Will you cum for me? Make a mess all over my fingers? Come on, doll, show me just how much you love me."

You cried out and whined loudly without fear, your sounds muffled only when his finger was back inside your mouth for you to suck on. Your mind was blank, aside from your intense love for him and his touch, a whirlwind of feelings that were only to be experienced, never explained. You let that, along with the overwhelming heat of the running water to carry you along. Having done this many times before, the master of your body, mind and soul, Shinji easily pulled an orgasm from you, talking you through it and holding you up when you no longer had the strength to do so yourself. You trembled in his arms, shaking in the aftermath, and he began to lather you with soap and water as if you were fine china, poised to break if he didn't handle you with the utmost care.

When he finished massaging body gel into your skin, you tried to return the favor, but he refused to allow it, hurriedly washing up so that he could pull a towel around you and whisk you off to the bedroom. He dried himself only after toweling you off, and pulled the comforter over your naked bodies, only to have his hands on you again, tracing shapes and words into your bare flesh.

You fell asleep that way, in his arms, under his touch, and woke up without ever having separated from him. When another one of the Captains came to his door for something that day, it went back to business as usual. He remained apart from you, throwing you a cheeky grin as a reminder of what he's done to you, what he could do to you, and what he will do to you - later, when you were alone again. It made you snicker when the captain made a comment about never having seen the two of you kiss, remarking that Shinji must've been a lousy lover.

"He's far from lousy," you defended before your boyfriend could, smiling sweetly. "We prefer to keep intimate matters private," you explained in Shinji's own words, feeling smug when you watched his face transform with surprise, amusement, and pride. "Wouldn't want any perverts or weirdos watching what he does to me, now would I?"

literally @ everyone at work lmao

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early 2000s rap/hip hop/r&b reminds me of Shinji 😭 (don't ask why i have no good reason). i'm sorry if i missed ur pookie i tried to fit in as many of our men as possible 🫶🏼