thinking about since canonically Geto is more popular with girls than Gojo he’s gotten used to them looking past him to get to Geto but what if Gojo and Geto are out for drinks with the other teachers one night and he gets approached by the reader but he thinks she’s just coming over to ask him for Geto’s number and so he prepares his ‘responsible best friend’ act and then SHE ASKS ABOUT HIM INSTEAD, ALL BLUSHY AND STUFF BECAUSE HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS GONNA BRUSH HER OFF
AHH I LOVE HIM SM 😔😔😔
pairing: gojo satoru x reader | 1k words summary: fluff, pining, reader is a simp but same, satoru is a good wingman but he needs attention too, au ig bc suguru's alive LMAO, idiots in love? rheya's note: oh my god shut up this is so cute and YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT??? i can just imagine that he's gotten so used to judging whether or not the person is even worth suguru's attention before deciding to pass on his info...and after a while his brain just defaults to thinking that everyone wants suguru but he FORGETS that there are gojo girlies out there (me asf) !! thanks for the ask nonnie babes i love this idea so so much <33
OK SO
it's obvious that there are quite a few women at the bar eyeing the group. young, attractive teachers spending an evening trying to relax and take their minds off of the stress of jujutsu work. nanami is in deep conversation with shoko about something while ijichi quietly listens. further down the table utahime is quietly sipping her drink while mei mei orders another. shoko makes a comment and suguru bursts into unabashed laughter.
the flush of alcohol dusts over each of their cheeks, but satoru remans the only one who has barely touched his glass, the sting of the bitterness a little too harsh for him to enjoy. he opts for instead letting his eyes roam over the faces in the crowd, taking little notice of all the eyes and smiles sent in their direction.
well until he notices you anyway.
you're already looking in his direction curiously, face illuminated by the dim lighting of the bar as your friends giggle around you. when his eyes lock with yours, you immediately tear your gaze away, trying to play it off by immediately delving into conversation, though satoru can tell that there's a flush crawling up your neck now.
he doesn't look away though, too caught up in the crinkle of your eyes and the smile lines that grace your face as you laugh at something. a minute later you're looking back in their direction, and when you catch him staring, you turn away yet again.
satoru glances to his side, knowing that you're probably watching suguru take a sip of his drink and most likely falling for his charming smile.
typical and so predictable.
some time passes like this. you'll look, and turn away, and satoru will watch you do it over and over again. it isn't until a while later that satoru catches your friends pushing your shoulders and giggling, and he knows that they're urging you to come up and ask about suguru. you're shaking your head, the nervousness clear as day as your brows pinch. but eventually you succumb to peer pressure and stand up from your table, taking anxious strides towards him.
and usually, satoru will make a face or turn his back or do something to look as unapproachable as possible. because almost every person who comes up asking for suguru's contact info has been obnoxious as hell.
but you're quite pretty and you look sweet enough, and he doesn't think it'd be right to deter you.
suguru would probably like you too.
so satoru decides to let you try at least, and if you seem to be as nice as you look maybe he'd bridge the gap between you and his best friend.
you make your way up to him, and as soon as he finally gets a good look at you he's thinking you're a lot prettier up close.
dammit.
"hi." you say, face hot as you try your best to maintain steady eye contact with him. you look so nervous, fidgeting with the fabric of your clothes as you attempt to strike up conversation, and he doesn't have it in him to watch you struggle.
"yeah i can give you his number." he says, voice clipped as he tries to hide the disappointment in it. you watch him grab a napkin and begin scribbling something down, confusion clear as he hands you the digits.
"um…?" you look at the napkin and then at him. "sorry, who's number is this?"
satoru balks, lips parting as he mirrors your confusion. "uh…suguru's? the guy behind me?"
realization dawns on your face and you shift your weight from foot to foot.
"oh actually," you suck your teeth nervously, trying to hide behind an awkward little smile. "i came to talk to you."
satoru can only blink, cerulean eyes widening behind his glasses as he stares at you in surprise.
you take his silence as a bad sign, shoulders dropping and embarrassment settling in your frown as you look anywhere but his face. "s-sorry if that's weird. i don't wanna make you uncomfortable or anything so-"
he's grinning before he can stop himself, heart dangerously swelling with affection as he motions toward the empty stool next to him. "not weird at all."
the pleasant surprise on your face makes him bite back a chuckle, and you take the seat. "huh...i wasn't expecting you to be okay with it."
satoru raises a brow curiously, tilting his head. "why not?"
you shrug with a careless grin. "i had a feeling you were gonna brush me off from the moment i first looked over."
satoru winces, and he can practically feel suguru's knowing smirk on his back. he chooses to ignore that for now, eyes trailing over the mirth in your expression, and he can only smile helplessly. "no way in hell."
your laugh comes instantly, sweet and bright, and you take it as a sign to continue talking. satoru listens on, sipping his drink to hide his giddy smile and ignoring the sting of bitterness once again.
honestly, with the amount of sweetness he's just found, satoru would tolerate as much bitterness as he needed to.
not by me btw, found it and it was so cool tbh
oikawa does think that tobio's baby is extremely cute and that causes an internal conflict like u would not believe
TR MEN WHO HOLD YOU UP WHEN YOUR LEGS GROW WEAK
CHARACTERS: MIKEY, DRAKEN, IZANA, RAN, SANZU
PAIRINGS: ALL X FEM!READER (FEM TERMS)
WARNINGS: UNPROTECTED VAGINAL SEX, COWGIRL, REVERSE COWGIRL, STANDING SEX, SEX OVER A SINK, CREAMPIES, SIMULATENOUS ORGASMS
𓇬 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎
You're unable to even breathe properly. The wrecking force of Mikey's hips plow into your sorry cunt with each inkling of lust that coarses throughout his body. Slamming his cockhead into the fleshy bulb of your cervix, you start to feel your knees buckle. Mikey's got you spread out for him in a variation of reverse cowgirl. Your feet planted to the cushions of the sofa and your legs parted to the ends of the earth. Mikey nestles his head in the crook of your sweaty neck, complimentary moans slipping from his soft lips and going in one ear and out the other. You can't help but crash forwards, nearly flailing on the floor before Mikey wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you back into his embrace. "I got you, sweet girl." Resuming your position, you continue to bounce up and down on Mikey's cock. Your ass slams against his base and you douse his balls in your slick. Mikey's nearly about to burst, thrusting his hips with one final push and emptying his load deep into your cunt as you milk him to completion.
𓇬 𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐉𝐈
Draken fucks you in a similar manner, though he ensures that you're facing him. Riding Draken on your knees, you're spread out for him in all of your glory. Watching you eagerly, Draken maneuvers his cock in and out of you excitedly. "This is fun, baby. Havin' ya cum on my cock over and over again." You've just about obtained your third orgasm of the night, and the shock of such a wicked climax causes you to crash forward onto Draken. Your boyfriend's quick to catch you as you fall, biceps flexing as his forearms come up. "Pretty little thing, riding me so good she almost lost her composure." Draken laughs, urging you to continue riding him. You plant your feet to the mattress, palms flush against Draken's chest as your ass claps against his heavy balls. A moaning, blissed out Draken thrusts his hips upward to meet your deranged ones. His urge to cum inside of you is strong, and before he knows it, he's milking his own cock with the friction of your tight, wet walls. Followed by a generous load of seed that coats your slit as he pulls out.
𓇬 𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀
Izana has your leg hoisted over the counter of the kitchen sink, rutting his strong hips into your ass. "Take it, baby. Take it." Mutters Izana, both of his hands grabbing at your sides as your head lightly nudges against the mirror, causing it to shake. Your legs begin to tremble, your vision failing you as Izana pushes his hips forward, his chest flush against your exhausted back and his entire weight positioned against you. "So, so deep. Izana!" You cry, feeling the head of his cock slam into your needy cervix and plow into the globe of flesh easily and relentlessly. Izana's a man of power. He's quite frankly the dominant one in your relationship, and will at any cost do what it takes to break you. "Izana... I can't." You feel your legs turn to mere mush, your jelly-like limbs supported by Izana's embrace alone. "You can, and you fuckin will," he delivers a smack to your asscheeks. "I've got you, princess. My babygirl." Izana repositions your ankle that was previously dangling from the edge of the sink. "Want me to cum?" It's almost as if there's a hint of demand in his voice. You nod excitedly, and Izana spurts a tremendous load inside of your weeping cunt. So deep that when he withdraws, you have to stall a couple moments before the creampie takes it course dribbling out of you.
𓇬 𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈
Ran's a force of nature. Plowing into your tight cunt from behind in your standing position, hands placed around your hips. "Got me a nice, obedient little whore." Ran bites his lip between his teeth, licking his lips at the sight of your gorgeous body being wracked back and forth against his own. Ran stills momentarily, catching a glimpse of your hand trailing down to your clit. "It's my turn." Ran snatches your wrist away, and instead places his nimble fingers over your sensitive bundle of nerves. "Ah! Ah... Ran, baby." You whine as you endure the assault of your boyfriend's fingers. "Yeah, yeah. Like that, babygirl? Like having your little clit played with, angel?" You're completely enamored with bliss. Eventually, your legs give out, and Ran's cock slips out much to his demise as your body writhes upon the floor. "Baby, what'd I do? Fuck ya too hard?" Ran aids you in standing up, repositioning you as quickly as possible. His desperation to cum was in the forefront of his brain, and as soon as he felt the noticeable twinge in his balls, he released his seed, painting your walls with the milky fluid. "I know how much you needed that, princess." He places a darling kiss on your neck.
𓇬 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔
Sanzu's not one to play games. When he's in the mood to fuck, you'd better prepare you cunt for a harsh pounding. Sanzu's strong arms lift you up, legs on either side of him as his cock recklessly slips inside of you, bottoming out immediately. "Fuck!" Sanzu gasps, the feeling of your wet walls no longer a distant memory in his mind. You're right there, he's here. There's nothing more the man could ask for. His body does not tire quickly. Each thrust is another impetus for his impending orgasm. Sanzu can feel the way your legs tremble and shake within his grasp. Embracing you, his hips pound forward into your awaiting hole as slick drips down both your thighs and his. "Such a darling cunt, and it's all mine. Mine!" He angles his hips in order to pound straight into that fleshy cervix of yours. Stationing his hands tightly around your hips and digging crescents into the soft skin. "Sanzu! Cumming..." You cry. "Cummin' too, princess. Fuck..." Sanzu elicits, body writhing as he feels your legs wrap around his waist in desperation. "Your cunt feels too fuckin' good for me not to spill my fuckin' load." His raunchy choice of words spur you on, and you're clenching hard around Sanzu's cock as he slams his hips in tangent. With a disdained wail, he unloads ribbons of seed into your soft walls, filling up your cunt with hot and sticky ropes that are sure to stain the heated flesh once he's withdrawn.
# kageyama tobio - private
a/n: not proud of this, because i didn't truly know how to end it. also i've been searching for a job lately and it's so damn hard to find one help T-T i still gotta try though because i want money for figurines and mangas :33
summary: your relationship with kageyama was a secret from the public, but it can't be private forever.
warnings: none really
tobio kageyama never answers his phone while training.
his mind was always set on one thing - volleyball. it's like everything else was secondary to his beloved sport, to his safe space, which he adored and treasured dearly. there was only one thing he loved just as much; but that was kept a secret from the world.
along with being a professional athlete came the fame, and with the fame came lack of privacy, something that kageyama seemed to hate from the very beginning of joining schweiden adlers. he vowed to himself that his private life will never become a topic of public discussion, that he'll control every information that comes out to the media as much as he possibly can.
'they're writing about you.' ushijima's voice echoed through their changing room as he handed the black-haired boy his phone, an internet article opened up on one of the most popular gossip pages. upon seeing the title and content of the article, the look on his face instantly changed - he looked irritated, almost insulted. kageyama's nose scrunched in dissatisfaction as if he's just seen another picture of hinata and oikawa hanging out in brazil.
'ooh, let me see!' hoshiumi snached the phone away, curious eyes following the text on the screen, a small gasp leaving his parted lips every now and then. kageyama was quick to get the phone back with an annoyed huff, suddenly putting his shoes on much quicker than before.
the white-haired man looked like he was about to say something, but he was quickly cut off before he could even let a word out.
'don't even mention it.'
'you have a GIRLFRIEND?!'
the changing room fell silent, the only two men left there besides kageyama standing still, awaiting an answer. but as they noticed the tips of tobio's ears turning into a color similar to a rose and his gaze avoiding their glares, they realized they didn't need one.
they weren't exactly shocked by their discovery - tobio was always a private person, and he didn't really talk about his life much, much preffering conversations about volleyball instead of one's that circled around him.
a notification popped up on his phone, disrupting the silence between the three men.
it was you.
'i'm waiting in front of the changing room like i told you yesterday :33'
'hurry up!'
tobio realized he completely forgot about his promise to you, and as his cheeks flushed pink, he suddenly realized that maybe the whole situation wasn't so bad after all.
'you want to meet my teammates?'
kageyama's stood in your shared room's doorframe, a curious look on his face. 'why the hell would you want to meet these idiots?'
'i want to get to know the people my boyfriend hangs out with.' you mumbled, putting down the book you were currently reading. 'you know, i understand that you want to protect your peace from the outside world, but i don't think you have to hide your entire life from your work friends. they seem trustworthy, for all i know.'
the black-haired man plopped onto the bed right next to you, choosing your arm as a perfect pillow for himself. the room fell silent for a few minutes, but you didn't pressure tobio to answer you right away - from the look on his face you knew he was thinking, rather intensely at that, so there was no point in disrupting his trail of thoughts.
'how am i supposed to break it to them, though?' he asked, a genuinely confused look on his face. 'hey, i've been in a relationship for the last four years and never told you, sorry.'
a giggle left your mouth, your hand softly brushing through your boyfriend's hair, twirling the short strands around your fingers.
'i can just come to meet you up after practice and introduce myself. it'll be less awkward for you that way.'
kageyama hummed in response, as if he was deciding on whether he should go with your idea or not. he knew that your relationship being uncovered was inevitable - that sooner or later, they would find out anyways. so maybe your idea wasn't so bad.
'tommorow?' he mumbled, head leaning into your soft hands, almost as if he was pleading you to play with his hair just a tad bit longer.
'fine by me.'
you stood in one place, patiently awaiting your boyfriend as you scrolled through your phone, invested in a particularly hard game of sudoku. as you heard the door crack open, your eyes quickly shot up, hoping to be met with your boyfriend's tall figure. instead, a way shorter, white-haired man showed up right in front of you, bright eyes scanning your figure from head to toe.
'i know you! you used to be karasuno's manage-'
'give her some space, hoshiumi.' a tall man appeared from behind him, one that you recognized to be ushijima almost immediately. you remembered both of the men from your times in high school, and yet you never truly had a chance to meet them properly - not until now, that is.
as you greeted tobio, who emerged from the changing room shortly after, you weren't even surprised that he opted for a hug instead of a kiss - although an adult already, kageyama was still awkward with any public displays of affection. he preferred to keep those special moments to himself.
'have you seen the article?' he hummed quietly, his eyes glued to your face smiling at your confused look.
'what article?'
although a little dumbfounded by your lack of knowledge of it, kageyama quickly pulled out his phone and handed it to you, the article opened up on the screen.
'oh.' your face went blank as you eyed the words in front of you, suddenly connecting the dots. 'so that's why there's so many reporters and paparazzi in front of the building.
reporters? paparazzi?
'shit.' he mumbled under his breath. 'how many of them?'
'around ten, maybe eleven.' kageyama's smile dropped almost immediately upon hearing the number. you carefully scanned his face, hand going up to gently ruffle his hair. 'we can wait for them to leave if you don't want them to see us. i don't mind.'
he thought for a hot minute, rethinking every possible scenario that could happen, every option available. was he truly ready for his private life to become so... public?
kageyama wasn't exactly sure. you've been together for so long that he knew this relationship would last through anything and everything, but at the same time, he didn't want things to change. he hated changes - they never truly meant anything good, and he would always avoid them as much as possible.
but this change was inevitable.
'it's alright.' he said, breaking the moment of silence. 'it would've happened sooner or later. might as well have this behind us, right?'
'are you sure?' you asked quietly, squeezing his hand as you saw kageyama already heading towards the door. his head quickly turned to face you, giving you a small nod before his hand landed on the handle.
'not entirely.' he admitted, eyes darting away from your gaze. 'but i can do it as long as it's with you.'
'hey, don't forget about us!' hoshiumi's stated, your boyfriend shooting him a deathly glare for interrupting the moment between you two. 'maybe we should all grab some dinner, what do you say? i'm sure you're all hungry.'
'come to think of it,' ushijima barged into the conversation, his usual monotone tone. 'i know a restaurant where the paparazzi won't bother us.'
you exchanged looks with tobio, a barely noticeable smile on your face being enough for him to know that you agree.
'let's do it.' the black-haired man said, solidifying the idea once and for all.
'what if they won't leave us alone?' he could see that your anxious side took over, suddenly stressed out about going outside. kageyama gave you a reassuring look, smiling softly.
'then they'll know how amazing my girlfriend is.'
'oooh, how corny-' hoshiumi mumbled, stopping when he saw kageyama's annoyed glare. 'alright, lovebirds, i'll be quiet.'
'you'd better.' you giggled at your boyfriend's words, his hand once again on the handle. he looked your way, softly smiling down at you. 'ready?'
you looked up, eyes meeting his.
'with you by my side? always.'
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Shitty pervy roommate Dazai who's always just a little bit too comfortable with you. He has weird hours so you never really know when he'll show up, draped over your couch or stealing food from your part of the fridge. He never seems to be fully dressed, always has some ratty old sweats hanging low around his hips, always walks barefoot, never wears a shirt. An unzipped hoodie if you're lucky, maybe, but he always insists this is his house too and he'll wear whatever he wants. He encourages you to wear less stuff as well, always with a sly little grin that makes you wonder why exactly he's so invested in what you wear.
The walls are thin, thin enough for you to hear him moaning when he jerks off, but he's always so unashamed when you find him 5 minutes later flicking through TV channels that you never bring it up. His room is dark and always smells of weed and cheap alcohol, and you're sure it would be a mess if he actually bothered to own more than 5 things at any one time. But the rent is always on time, he never makes too much noise when he brings people over for his infrequent one night stands, and it's hard enough to find a decent place to live as is.... you can't exactly justify leaving.
gentle man — ushijima wakatoshi drabble (unedited)
ushijima wakatoshi was big. big in more ways than none, and they always say big men are either intimidating and distant or they're down bad needy for their women, ready to worship the ground they walk on.
and ushijima was both, but more so the latter.
without avail, he'd come home from practise every single day and bury his face into your tummy. rubbing his cheek against you and squeezing your plush thighs with his huge hands. he'd trap you against him with his bulky arms wrapped around you. outside your home, he was a big beefy silent guy, but at home in his comfort zone, he was the complete opposite. in your home, he would cling and follow you around like a puppy.
most days after he comes home, you would gently ask him about his day and inquire about how practise went. your fingers would run through his hair, gently soothing him to relax in your arms. you'd only get simple mumbles from him, which often made you giggle at his baby behaviour. he wasn't a man of many words, but mumbling was his way of saying that he's too relaxed to talk about some random stuff that happened in his day. not that he was much a talker to begin with.
and what you loved most was letting him nap on the bed before leaving ushijima to go cook a meal for him, only to find him barely a few minutes later pressed up against your back with his face in your neck, smelling and rubbing your hair and skin like you were gone for weeks.
"weren't you napping ushi?" your cute little nickname you gave him always made him feel relaxed and safe. "hm," he would hum and watch you cook his favourite meal before sitting down to enjoy the food you prepared for his growling stomach. "ushi try this," you would coo a 'say aaaa' and feed him something new from your plate. he'd chew it with a blank expression and nod if he found it to his liking.
ushijima wakatoshi was a man of few words, but at heart, he was your gentle bear who showed his affection with touch rather than words. and with a pat of your head and kiss to your forehead, another day of practise would take place, and you would be there longing his towering gentle presence in your home.
“ YOUR BEST EATER ! ” (MHA EDITION)
ꕥ summary: rating how well mha men would eat you out ! (this is canon cause i said so)
ꕥ includes: keigo takami, mirio togata, touya todoroki, shota aizawa, katsuki bakugou, denki kaminari, enji todoroki
ꕥ warnings: dom/sub implications, oral f!recieving, dirty talk, crack ofc this is for fun, slander (sorry lol), black!reader as always, timeskip chargebolt and dynamight
KEIGO TAKAMI - ♾️/10
⊗ he’s a REAL eater.
⊗ you have to cry and beg for him to pop his mouth off you because he has an addiction
⊗ he thinks you taste so good
⊗ there’s not one morning his head doesn’t end up between your thighs
⊗ and at events, he’ll find a way to pull you to the nearest bathroom and get a quick one out because you just looked too good
⊗ he loves having you sit on his face
⊗ “imma eat it. AHHHHH”
⊗ he doesn’t care if you just got off of work or if you’re tired he needs your pussy on his tongue stat.
⊗ he’s such a slut.
“please- ‘s too much~!”
“c‘mon i know you got one more, i got you~”
TOUYA TODOROKI - 3/10
⊗ you thought he was an eater…?
⊗ you’re funny.
⊗ yeah unfortunately mr. long dick over here doesn’t like eating pussy
⊗ his ego is bigger than his dick
⊗ however,
⊗ on the rare occasion that he’s feeling extra nice, he’ll do more than plunge his fingers into you before he makes you take him from the back
“o-oh~..!”
“couldn’t help myself…too fuckin’ wet…”
ENJI TODORKI - 0/10
⊗ like father like son (he’s much worse)
⊗ he’s not particularly a…. giver
⊗ he’s a meanie he’d rather manhandle you instead
⊗ he don’t even like his wife and kids so what makes you think he likes you enough to eat you out
⊗ besides….even if he tried…it wouldn’t be…well…good.
⊗ he’s too rough he might bite your shit i don’t know pookie
⊗ if you beg him enough he’ll do it for like a split second
⊗ you immediately regret your decision
⊗ help him.
“wait- it’s ok it’s o-ok. nevermind…”
“what’s wrong?”
SHOTA AIZAWA - 7/10
⊗ he likes to pretend he doesn’t like giving head
⊗ but you catch him on one of those days….
⊗ he becomes a different man
⊗ and he’s mean with it, too
⊗ your thighs will have bruises from the way he forces your legs open
⊗ he likes eating you out before just because he feels satisfied having you weak before he even fucks you
⊗ he’ll edge you and tease you just to have you begging him to cum
“stay fuckin’ still, or you’re not cummin’. understand?”
MIRIO TOGATA - 10/10
⊗ yes i’m sneaking my man in here. i do not care.
⊗ he’s a certified munch y’all hate to say it
⊗ he gets it from fatgum.
⊗ (i would put him in here but then imma get nasty)
⊗ please just sit on his face and give him three minutes you will be dripping before he even puts it in
⊗ he massages your thighs and kisses your clit ‘cause he really is just so in love with you
⊗ not only will he shove his head between your thighs before he fucks you just to get a quick taste
⊗ he’ll clean you up after he fucks you, tastes himself and you
⊗ he’s a huge giver
⊗ please marry him
“such a pretty pussy, baby…’m gonna clean you right up~”
BAKUGOU KATSUKI - 9/10
⊗ oh give him five minutes
⊗ put him between your legs and he’s done for
⊗ he’s a nasty FREAK and he cannot hide it in this predicament.
⊗ he swears up and down ‘he doesn’t eat pussy’ to all his friends and every girl who brings it up
⊗ but if it’s his baby? someone he’s really into?
⊗ you see a completely different side of him
⊗ and he makes everything so messy
⊗ he’s so focused when he does it and when he looks up at you… you are done for
⊗ he can make you cum quick to get you wet enough to just slip in– then he gets right to business
“kats~…”
“taste so good…so fucking good..”
DENKI KAMINARI - 11/10
⊗ y’all thought i wasn’t gonna put him here?
⊗ he refers to himself as an eater
⊗ he has no shame
⊗ he’ll eat it in the morning, for lunch, after dinner, for dessert- he really doesn’t care
⊗ he definitely can get off just from giving you head
⊗ the feeling of you dripping down his chin and the sound of your moans is enough to get him up
⊗ you will be orgasming more than once
⊗ and he can go on for hours if he really wanted to
“my messy baby…you sound so pretty~
©𝑹𝑼𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑮𝑭
Regarding accidental polyamory, still in the early months of dating dazai and he has to go on a work trip (high security prison, not that he tells you that) so chuuya takes care of you while hes gone. Initially you think this just means chuuya will help in emergencies, but he goes into full "cooking dinner, helping with home renovations, massaging your shoulders" bf mode. It only takes a few days before he is pulling you into his lap to grind on his hard-on while complaining that dazai is worthless and inconsiderate for leaving you like this. No amount of "i am normal about dating and understand that my partner has a life outside of me" will convince chuuya. Obviously you are stressed and need relief from working all day. His projection game is insane. Keeps saying stuff like "break up with that loser and date me instead" but then will talk about all the kinky shit the three of you will do together when dazai is back
Dazai annoys his russian cell-qneighbor with how excited he is to get back home (and tie the both of you up)
Oh my god you're so right and that is so hot too adjsckze
You think he's just going to take care of you, keep an eye on you since Dazai is sometimes a little paranoid and likes to know you're safe, that kind of thing. But it's only days before Chuuya is shifting all the groceries into one hand so he can hold yours, giving your hip a squeeze when he drops by after work, then one hand curling around the back of your head to kiss you properly (for "good luck").
Chuuya pulling you in for grinding/dry humping has me 🥴🥴🥴 god Please Chuuya one chance
I know maximum security prison probably doesn't have the one phone call thing but imagine it did omg. It's been a few days/a week since Dazai "left for work" and Chuuya has moved fast, going from hanging around always to kisses to full on groping, spooning you at night "so you won't be lonely" and not-so-subtly grinding against you, pressing his bulge against your ass. Whispering in your ear that he could treat you so much better, he could spoil you, leaving wet kisses all over your shoulders and neck. But he also talks about sharing? One minute he's promising to fuck you so good you'll never be able to look at Dazai again and the next he's purring in your ear about how he wishes you were sandwiched between them.
Ahem I got sidetracked anyway that one phonecall. Dazai calls you, of course, and immediately hears hiccupy apologies and stuttered cries of his name, your voice wavering. He can hear low grunts and the slap of skin on skin in the background and grins, already knowing what's happening. Chuuya bending over your shoulder, draping himself over you so he can taunt Dazai, describe how wet you are and how well he's treating you while he's away, fucking into you with a brutal pace to make you cry into the receiver and give Dazai a show. Both of them speaking to you at once, one in each ear, cooing at you and praising you or not, until you're trembling like a leaf and milking Chuuya's cock while he growls, laughing at Dazai because he can't get to you.
when a local bakery worker has a reason to clock in every morning
a/n: in honor of me getting employed at a bakery everyone manifest i meet a touya pleaaasseee ✊🏼
touya tag: @moonchild701