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chishiyasleftnut · 18 days

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Hi everyone ＼(٥⁀▽⁀ )／This is another fic I wrote in the middle of the night, but I couldn't get the scenario out of my head haha. It's not smutty at all, but I want to experiment a bit with different genres. I hope you'll all like it! (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

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🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Genre: Fluff w/ mild angst. Warnings: Minor existential dread, mentioning of abortions. Pairing: Dad!Chishiya x fem!reader.

Plot: After a long day at work, dad!Chishiya contemplates about his new role as a father. Is he even cut out for the job?

1140 words. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Chishiya had never seen himself as the father type. Perhaps it was the subconscious fear of becoming like his own father - distant and uncaring - that kept him from wilfully pursuing that path. However, despite his best efforts to prevent it, you had managed to accidentally become pregnant and he had had to come to terms with the scary reality of fatherhood.

It wasn’t as bad as he thought. Sure, the little creature was awfully noisy and smelly at times, but he had to admit that she was also kinda cute. Did the positives outweigh the negatives? He wasn’t sure. But he knew he didn’t completely hate being a parent as much as he originally feared.

Luckily, Chishiya was earning enough money to secure you a long maternity leave, allowing you to bond well with your baby in a way Chishiya never would. He had accepted that and somewhat found peace with the fact that he wasn’t expected to be as close to the tiny being as you were. It was easier to handle having to accept that he was the secondary caregiver and not the primary.

Another benefit of his job were the long hours, which gave him a much-needed break from dealing with home life. He had always used his work as a coping mechanism to deal with every small, negative thing life threw at him, but it was only after becoming a dad that he realised that that’s what his own father did too. It scared him to admit that he shared more than just blood with the man who had been so distant his entire childhood. However, he tried to shake the feeling and convinced himself that he was taking extra shifts to afford your maternity leave. Mh, yes. That was 100% why.

Despite desperately seeking a sanction from the reality of his newfound status as a dad, a part of him was always looking forward to coming home. And so he did this night, stepping into your shared apartment, which was only lit up by the moon shining luminously through the big and modern windows. The apartment, which long ago had been only sparsely decorated (just as he liked it), was now covered in proof of your child’s existence; no matter where he looked, he saw baby toys, neatly folded onesies, and an array of pacifiers in every colour possible.

Trying his best to ignore the way his once tidy apartment had changed, he walked with tired steps through the apartment until he got to the master bedroom. Slowly, he opened the door, mindful of the way it creaked so as not to disturb you or the little human sleeping safely in her comfortable crib next to your bed.

For a while, he stood still in the doorway, examining the way you and your baby’s breathing were synchronised, as if you had become one with one another. Although he would never admit it, he envied you - envied the way you so easily let this helpless child into your heart and how you so naturally took care of her every need in a way that Chishiya couldn’t make sense of.

It was those quiet moments that assured him that you made the right choice in keeping the child. Of course you had discussed the possibility of getting an abortion, but now that your daughter was in front of you - living, breathing, feeling - neither of you would want it any other way. How silly of you two to even consider any other option, he thought with a small smile creeping up on his lips.

With gentle steps, he walked into the bedroom, carefully closing the door behind him before approaching the bed. Despite how silent he was attempting to be, you regrettably woke up. He hated when he woke you up after a night shift - now more than ever. As a doctor, he was well aware of how desperately a new mother needed rest, and he hated taking that away from you for even a moment.

“Go back to sleep,” he whispered while climbing into bed next to you, still dressed in his hospital scrubs. “It’s just me.”

By instinct, you turned around to examine the small child, unable to fall back to sleep yourself until you had assured her that she was safely asleep. Luckily, she was, her chest rising and falling at just the right speed. He admired your natural dedication to ensuring your offspring’s safety and comfort. It always looked like second nature to you; like you were never, not even when asleep, not aware of how your daughter was doing.

Chishiya moved to embrace you, hugging you from behind and burrowing his face into your neck, taking in your scent. And that’s when he realised that work wasn’t his sanctuary; this was. It wouldn’t be easy for him to rearrange his mindset, but he knew he had to try. While you had never complained, he was well aware of how much being the prime caretaker of a newborn was taking a toll on you. You never got a full night’s rest anymore, surviving on napping throughout the day whenever the baby miraculously fell asleep.

That would have to change, and he knew it. No, he not only knew it; he wanted it to change. He wanted to be a better father and partner than his own dad was, and that started with reducing his work hours.

“I’m taking next week off,” he mumbled into the small hairs on your neck, unsure if you were even awake and listening to him. If he was honest, he wasn’t even sure if the comment was directed at you or if he just needed to say it aloud to believe it himself.

To his surprise, you hummed and scooted even closer to him, gently affirming to him that you were listening. Perhaps tomorrow, when he inevitably has to repeat the very same sentence, he will get a more enthusiastic response.

He could only hope that you were just as excited about the new change as he was. Still, he hoped you were without the deep fear that was echoing through his entire being - the fear of failure, of not being good enough for the sweet, innocent baby that was laying just half a metre away from the two of you.

In the last seconds before he slipped into unconsciousness, Chishiya, for the first time, found peace in his new role as a father, coming to terms with the fear of not being enough for the almost doll-like little girl that lay peacefully so close to him.

After all, very few great things were accomplished without fear and worry, and there was no doubt in his mind that this truly was a great thing. He could and would change. The two of you had turned into three, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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chishiyasleftnut · 24 days

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Hiiii, I hope you are doing great ? Well it's the first time I'm doing this but since I looove your writing so much, why not trying it 🫣.

How do you think Chishiya would be with a tall S/O (fem!reader would be cool but doesn't need to be specific if you prefer) fluff if possible ? (You can add spice for those who prefer)

Anyway, have a good day or night !

Byyye ✨️🫶

ꔫ ⸝⸝ summary: it annoys chishiya how much taller you are than him.

ꔫ ⸝⸝ pairing: chishiya x fem!reader

ꔫ ⸝⸝ genre: fluff.

ꔫ ⸝⸝ warnings: none.

ꔫ ⸝⸝ word count: 271.

a/n: this is a little short but I thought it was cute! <3 Thank you so much for requesting!!

"Can you please sit down?" Chishiya grumbled as he looked up at you, his eyes narrowed and his fists hidden in his pockets.

It was so funny to see him annoyed at your height. Always finding a way to tell you to sit, or sitting down himself in hopes you'd follow him. He'd be lying if he didn't appreciate the moments you'd lean on a wall at an angle to appear more his height, in fact he'd get annoyed if you didn't.

You looked around from where you were standing, rolling your eyes when you turned back to Chishiya. "Do you see a chair?" You raised a brow, your voice laced in sarcasm.

"Sit on the floor, I don't care." He shrugged, turning away from you.

You scoffed as he turned away, shaking your head as you knelt down on your knees, "Is this better, your highness?"

Chishiya turned his head back and smiled when he looked at your legs, "Yes, actually." He nodded, looking down on you.

"You're pathetic." You stated, bringing your foot up in a motion to stand.

"No, don't stand yet." He spoke up, stopping you with a hand on your shoulder.

"What, you want me to suck your dick while I'm down here, too?" You joked, tilting your head as you looked up at him.

"Okay, now you've made it weird." He sighed, turning around and walking away from you.

"Well, my bad. You're giving me mixed signals." Your version of a humorous joke only made Chishiya smile when you were still behind him, he'd never give you the satisfaction of laughing at your dumb jokes.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

#our favourite short king

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chishiyasleftnut · 1 month

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I love your writing smmmm <33 could you do chishiya with girlfriend who suffers from anxiety? (Social anxiety) one and kind of introverted type?? Thank youuuu.

Hi there! Thank you for your support and request (-^〇^-)

This one is really short, but I still hope you’ll enjoy it. Please let me know if you’re fine with the occasional short fic! Life has been quite busy lately as I’m both moving apartment and writing my bachelor’s thesis, so I haven’t had much time and energy to write for this blog, sadly.

Nonetheless, I managed to finish this cutie! I hope you’ll enjoy it ( ღ’ᴗ’ღ )

(It wasn't planned, but there's no gendered language regarding the reader, so this time it's a gn!reader story!)

Silly Thoughts

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Warnings: None! Pure fluff. Pairing: Chishiya x gn!reader.

Plot: gn!reader suffers from social anxiety, leading them to cancel an event hosted by Chishiya’s work. Chishiya, who does not understand anxiety, tries to figure out why and attempts to help gn!reader overcome their anxiety.

1090 words. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

“I just don’t feel like it.”

For the past week, your mind had been filled by nothing but the big event you had agreed to attend. Chishiya, your boyfriend, had been invited to a seminar run by the hospital he worked at - invited was a kind word, as it was definitely not voluntary whether or not he attended. Luckily for him, he was allowed to bring a guest, giving him a tiny sliver of hope that he wouldn’t be completely bored out of his mind.

“Why not?” Chishiya asked while tying his tie in the mirror. He had never understood why you were so anxious about social gatherings. Sure, he didn’t like them either, but he wouldn’t say he was anxious about them. Annoyed would probably be a better word.

He watched you in the mirror as you fiddled around with your hands, trying to come up with an excuse that could be somewhat believable. As always, you didn’t meet his eyes when you were anxious. He had yet to figure out why, but his best guess was that you were scared he could read your mind or something.

“I don’t feel like it today,” you repeated. “I feel sick.”

“Sick?”

Chishiya turned around to face you, immediately springing into his well-known role as a doctor and taking a few steps closer to you before putting his hand on your forehead to feel your temperature. Just as he suspected, you didn’t have a fever. You were, however, shaking enough to hit a 6.5 on the Richter-scale, trembling as if your body was the epicentre of an earthquake.

“Why don’t you want to go?” he asked again, his hand moving around your face as he continued to feel for a fever.

No reply came out of your mouth, your eyes glued to the floor. With a gentle finger on your chin, Chishiya raised your head, so you were looking him in the eyes. You were expecting him to look angry that you were trying to get out of a promise; to be pissed that you didn’t want to do this one thing for him; but he didn’t look mad. No, quite the contrary - he looked… concerned?

“Tell me,” he insisted again, his tone softer than you’ve heard him before.

Your mouth kept opening and closing, no words coming out as you tried to figure out how to explain to him what was wrong. Your own fears felt silly to you and admitting an irrational fear like that to someone as chronically logical as Chishiya felt like defeat - even though he was your long-term boyfriend whom you loved dearly. Surely you should feel open with him at this point, no? So far, he had yet to belittle any of your thoughts, no matter how small and irrational they were. He was safe and you knew that.

“I don’t like big crowds.”

“Really?” your boyfriend asked, sounding slightly confused. Chishiya had never suffered from any type of social anxiety. Mostly he just found unnecessary social interaction bothersome to deal with - not anxiety provoking. “Why not?”

“I’m… I don’t know. I’m scared people will talk to me and I won’t know what to say, or maybe I’ll fall flat on my face in front of everyone and they’ll laugh, or I’ll-“

Chishiya interrupted you with a finger on your lips and a small chuckle, slightly amused by the way your brain was spinning itself into death, circling around every hypothetical scenario.

“That won’t happen. You’re intelligent and very much capable of walking without falling over your own feet.”

“But what if I’m not?” you asked with a small voice, almost sounding like a child.

Although Chishiya was still smiling, you didn’t feel as if he was making fun of you. Instead, it was clear that he just enjoyed getting a glimpse into how you worked. From the first time you met, Chishiya knew that you and he were very different people, and truth be told that was what he loved about you the most. You were almost like a puzzle to him - a constant riddle he couldn’t wait but solve. He was almost itching to figure you out, excited by the way you were led by emotions instead of logic like he was.

“Okay,” he finally said after a while, his hands immediately working on loosening his tie. “We’ll stay home. I’ll call and tell them I’ve gotten sick.”

No words, not even ‘pure and utter relief’, could adequately describe your facial expression. You let out a breath that you didn’t even know you had been holding, immediately feeling ten times calmer and lighter at his words.

“But,” he continued while placing his tie on the table and slowly unbuttoning his dress shirt. “You’re starting therapy for this.”

“Therapy?” you asked, now sounding slightly anxious again.

“Yes, therapy. You can’t avoid crowds forever, you know? I’ll help you find someone who can help you with this.”

Chishiya’s eyes darted all over your face as you took in his ultimatum. At last you decided that potential therapy sometime in the future was way less scary than the concrete social event you were otherwise forced to attend. Hence, you nodded and accepted his demand.

With his white dress shirt open, Chishiya pulled you into a hug and placed a tender kiss on your forehead, pausing with his lips pressed against your face to savour the serene moment. You allowed yourself to melt into his embrace, letting the remnants of his aftershave travel up your nose and overwhelm your senses, effectively grounding you in reality and melting away every lasting remain of the anxiety that had previously paralysed you. All that mattered right now was him - not some stupid medical seminar. Crisis averted.

“You know,” he finally said after a minute of silence. "You can always tell me if something is wrong. Even if you think it’s silly.”

“I know, I just feel stupid admitting silly stuff.”

A sharp exhale of air huffed out of Chishiya’s nose and travelled over your forehead as he half-chuckled at your words.

“You can be silly without being stupid. You’re never stupid.”

For a few seconds, you let his words calm your mind. You didn’t want to admit it, but that was exactly what you needed: to know that Chishiya didn’t find you to be unintelligent just because of the way your anxiety was dictating your life at times. You felt Chishiya’s lips graze your forehead again, sealing in his words and cementing them in your mind.

You are never stupid.

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chishiyasleftnut · 1 month

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Discord server!!

Hi ( ^ω^ )

I, @chishiyaisasnack, and some other friends have had a discord server for a while now. It is a Nijirō Murakami server, but everyone is welcome to come hangout, even if that’s not your primary thing 🌸

We wanted to open it up for other people! We’ve recently added a specialised fanfic channel to it, so it made sense that I would advertise it on here ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶ if you want a place to discuss fanfics, Alice in borderland, Nijirō Murakami, or just to have fun, please join!

Our only requirement is that you’re at least 18. It is meant to be a SFW server, but we still don’t feel comfortable having minors around. Especially now that we’re advertising it on tumblr blogs that have smut on them and inviting other (potentially smut) writers lmao. Every other rule is stated once you join the server ❤️

If you join, feel free to share your tumblr username in your introduction! That way we can maybe find our mutuals haha

Link:

I AM WORKING ON NEW FICS TOO! I’m just a bit stressed about my bachelor thesis atm, so I can’t get anything to sound right ( ; _ ; )

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chishiyasleftnut · 2 months

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Hi! („• ֊ •„) This is a long one (divided into two parts), inspired by various bots from Cherubin on Character AI. I hope you’ll enjoy it!!

Stuck With You (part 2)

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Warnings: Smut. Pairing: Chishiya x fem!reader.

Plot: After getting separated from Arisu and the others when the King of Spades attacked, Chishiya and fem!reader camps out together on the outskirts of Tokyo.

Part 1 word count: 2000. (Click here to read!) Part 2 word count: 2793. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Drip, drip, drip

You must have cursed yourself when you rejoiced in the lack of rain earlier that day, because when night hit it was once more pouring down. The constant sound of rain hitting the thin, waterproof fabric of the tent, which at this point had been keeping you awake for hours, seemed to have no end.

Perhaps it was the fact that the small two-man tent Chishiya had found at a deserted convenience store (they really sell everything, huh?) was not exactly the best quality, doing little to keep the cold out and heat in that kept you from dozing off. At least it was dry. All things considered, dry was heaps better than wet.

Just as you had decided to close your eyes to at least rest a bit, a loud bang disturbed you as thunder rang through the forest. Instinctively, you grabbed Chishiya’s hand out of fear, not even realising what you had done. Chishiya, who had otherwise been sleeping soundly through the storm, woke up at the sudden contact but didn’t pull his hand away.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, still half asleep as he rubbed his eyes with his free hand.

Not wanting to admit that thunder had scared you, you lied. “Nothing.”

Even in the pitch-black darkness, you could sense the growing grin on Chishiya’s lips. Although he was sleepy, nothing could stop him from being a mild dick to you at every chance possible.

“Then why are you holding my hand?”

Your hand immediately recoiled from his as if he was toxic, instead placing it on your chest.

“I wasn’t.”

“Come on, I’m not stupid. I know what I felt.”

“You felt nothing, okay?”

The sound of Chishiya amusedly huffing air out of his nose filled your ears, but to your surprise he didn’t say anything else for a while. Somehow that was even worse, leaving you no distraction from the terrible feeling of embarrassment that spread from your chest and all the way out to your fingertips.

“It was kinda nice, though,” Chishiya finally said casually, his tone not sounding like a joke.

Your head snapped towards his only to realise your faces were mere centimetres apart. Despite this, neither of you looked away.

“What?” you almost whispered, unsure if you heard him right.

“I said that it was kinda nice.”

Nice? He thought holding hands was nice? That couldn’t be true, Chishiya didn’t seem like the type of guy to get any comfort from physical contact - quite the contrary actually. He had always kept to himself, never initiating any touching with you that wasn’t strictly necessary for survival.

Astute as he was, Chishiya was perfectly able to read the confused expression on your face, somehow almost entering your mind and listening to the little voice in your head that was currently arguing with itself.

“I’m not a robot, you know,” he began with the tiniest smirk on his lips. There was something endearing in the way your befuddled eyes hectically darted around his face to make sense of his words. “Hand holding is nice.”

To your surprise, you felt Chishiya’s fingers inching closer to your body, inviting you to take his hand once again. He didn’t want to just forcefully grab your hand - that would ruin the comfort part of hand holding. It wasn’t long before your own hand shakily moved from your chest and down your body until your hands touched once more.

Slowly, almost as if he was afraid to scare you away with too sudden movements, Chishiya’s fingers perfectly interlocked with yours, squeezing you slightly and running his thumb up and down the back of your hand. It was surprisingly calming. Nice, even.

“Your hands are cold.”

Chishiya continued to run his warm thumb soothingly across the almost freezing skin of the back of your hand.

“Well, it’s cold outside.”

“Still,” he said, his eyes darting from your face and down to your hand. “Do you have any issues with blood circulation?”

You laughed at the sudden seriousness of his question. “What are you, a doctor?”

“Something like that,” he said vaguely with a smile, finding humour in your words that you didn’t get yourself, while his eyes locked in on yours again. You had never really talked about your lives before the borderlands with him. He was way too secretive to let anyone in like that, and you respected it. Getting close with someone in this world only leads to heartbreak. It was better if you didn’t know more than you needed to.

For a moment, the only sound audible was that of raindrops hitting the polyester walls of the tent. However, this time you didn’t mind the silence. For once it wasn’t awkward but actually quite soothing. Even the eye contact with Chishiya felt comforting. It felt so… human?

“You know,” Chishiya finally broke the silence. The mischievous twinkle in his eyes told you that he was about to ruin the otherwise serene moment with some dumb comment. “If you’re cold, you can just move closer to me.”

You almost choked on air. “I’m sorry?”

“You can move closer to me,” he repeated as if it was the most natural thing he could have said. “I’m warm. I don’t mind heating you up. It sure beats having to take care of you when you inevitably get sick.”

For a few seconds you neither spoke nor moved. Did he seriously just suggest that? But then the thought of finally being warm again crept up in your mind. Perhaps cuddling wouldn’t be bad - it was innocent enough, right?

Without saying a word, you moved into his arms and placed a hand on his chest, sighing when you felt his body heat radiate over your stiff and cold body, simultaneously awakening your senses and causing you to become sleepy. Chishiya wrapped his arm around you and pulled you in close as if you had done this plenty of times before.

“You smell nice” you finally commented, still warm and cosy in his arms. Sure, you had been living uncomfortably close to Chishiya for the past week, but this was the first time you truly got close enough to smell him. It was hard to explain what he smelled like. You knew it wasn’t deodorant or aftershave - he had brought back neither from his 7/11 runs - so it had to just be how he smelled.

“Good to know,” he said lowly, pausing for a second before continuing. “You smell nice too.”

Without actively intending to, Chishiya began slowly caressing your arm, tracing his fingertips gently across your cold skin and heating you up. It felt comforting so you didn’t want to point it out and risk him stopping.

“It’s been a weird week.”

He hummed and nodded in response, leaving the only sound in the tent that of heavy rain drops hitting the roof and gliding down the sleek polyester. “It has,” he finally replied.

“If you had told me a week ago that we would be cuddled up in a shitty two-man tent together, I would have laughed in your face.”

“Am I really that bad?” he asked, sounding more amused than offended.

You didn’t reply for a while, mostly because you weren’t sure what to respond. On one hand, Chishiya was a pain in the ass to deal with. He was stubborn, smug, and an annoying know-it-all. On the other hand, you weren’t sure you would have survived if you hadn’t stayed with him.

“No,” you finally replied. “You aren’t that bad. You’re just… you.”

“I see,” he began slowly, carefully choosing his words while continuing to stroke your body with nice, gentle movements. “You’re not that bad either. If I had to be stuck with someone, I’m at least glad it’s you.”

You tilted your head upwards to meet his gaze. Despite how little moonlight that got through the material of the tent, you could still clearly make out the face you had come to know so well. With one hand still caressing your arm, his free hand began trailing up your body to your face where he cupped your cheek, pulling you in close to him until your lips met.

Although the kiss was firm, you could also feel that Chishiya was giving you a chance to back away. For a short moment you considered this possibility: you knew that your entire dynamic very well could be changed if you did this. It could potentially put both of you in danger in the future if you actually got attached. Despite this, you decided to not back away and instead kissed him back equally as firmly, your lips moving in sync with each other.

Slowly, you felt as Chishiya’s body rolled on top of you, pressing you down against the thin and rather uncomfortable sleeping mats that covered the floor of the tent. However, at this moment you didn’t care, not even noticed the uncomfortability of your sleeping arrangements. All your mind was focused on were the sensation of Chishiya’s lips and tongue, and the calming way at which his body weight was grounding you.

As his kisses got sloppier and his hands rougher in their movements around your body, you for the first time felt emotions from Chishiya that weren't just smugness or stoicism. He seemed almost desperate for you as his lips left yours to traverse down your neck, the sound of his heavy breathing filling up the confined space of the tent.

His lips left your neck as he sat up in between your legs and admired the view in front of him. Your hair was spread out wildly behind you, covering the mat; your lips apart and gasping for air; and your chest heaving up and down. Chishiya didn’t look for long before he got to work on undressing you, helping you pull your shirt over your head.

Due to the rather cramped conditions, he had you sit up to undress your lower half, undressing himself as he waited. And there you were: naked and absolutely gorgeous. His eyes lingered on your body and although it was rather dark, he could easily make out your silhouette. You laid back down on the mat, waiting for him to climb back on top of you but he didn’t. Instead, he kept eyeing you over, studying every curve and valley of your figure.

“I don’t have all night,” you joked, using humour to deflect how shy his gaze was making you feel.

Chishiya chuckled, realising that what he was doing was taking longer than he intended to.

“Bear with me,” he said with an obvious smile audible in his tone. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen a woman like this.”

“It’s too dark to see me well anyway,” you smiled and wiggled your body a bit to invite him closer. “Don’t leave me hanging, it’s cold laying alone like this.”

Chishiya sharply exhaled air out of his nose at the joke, and gave into your wish. He climbed back on top of you, making you share your combined body heat. His lips began exploring your cheek, jaw, neck, and collarbone before he tried moving further down south. However, he was quickly stopped by the lack of space. After a moment of silence where he tried to change his position around, he finally spoke confidently while laying down beside you.

“Sit on my face.”

“I’m sorry?” you asked, shocked by how forward he was being.

“You heard me. Sit on my face.”

After the initial surprise had simmered down, you decided to follow his rather abrupt demand, sitting back up and straddling Chishiya. Slowly, as if you were unsure if this was the right move, you shimmied your body forwards towards his face, hovering your needy centre just above him.

“Sit.” he commanded while hooking both arms around your thighs and putting pressure on them to push you down towards him.

“I don’t want to suffocate you.”

Chishiya chuckled and tried to pull you down towards his face again. “If that’s how I go, then I won’t complain. It beats dying in the games.”

Deciding that Chishiya was serious about this, you obliged, lowering your body to immediately get met by the overwhelming situation of Chishiya wildly licking up and down your wet folds, slurping in the juices your core so politely offered him.

“Fuck, too much,” you mewled, attempting to stand back up again but being held down by Chishiya’s strong arms while he continued to relentlessly lick up wetness.

You closed your eyes to focus on the pleasure aspect while trying to ignore just how overstimulating Chishiya’s quick tongue swirls were. It didn’t seem as if he had any intention of stopping anytime soon, so you instead allowed yourself to melt into his mouth. Relaxing helped, turning the repeated overstimulation into welcomed pleasure, and causing your mewls to turn into moans.

Chishiya’s grip around your thighs relaxed and instead of drilling his fingertips into your flesh, he caressed your skin up and down, only adding another dimension to the wonderful sensation of his body on yours. Too into the way his tongue so precisely seemed to know exactly how to move, you didn’t notice when Chishiya’s left hand abandoned your thigh to stroke himself until you heard him grunt into your cunt.

The combination of his tongue’s precise movements and the vibration produced by Chishiya’s own groans eventually sent you over the edge, making your thighs clamp hard around Chishiya’s face as you came undone on his tongue. Currently having no other options as he was stuck between your thighs, Chishiya slurped up your arousal, gladly accepting every drop your body offered him.

Once your high was over, you let go of Chishiya’s face and fell to the side to lay down beside him on the thin mat, your chest heaving up and down dramatically as you tried to catch your breath. While licking his lips clean, Chishiya sat up to climb on top of you, smashing his lips onto yours so you could taste yourself.

“You okay?” he whispered in between kisses, waiting for you to nod before he lined himself up at your entrance.

Chishiya didn’t waste longer than he had to, sinking himself into you once you had let him know that you were ready. You felt a mix of pleasure and pain as he stretched your core to its limit, slowly pushing his entirety into you until his tip leaky hit your cervix, gently kissing it as he paused there to let you get used to him.

The slightly burning feeling of Chishiya’s hard dick stretching you out soon enough got replaced with ecstasy as he rhythmically began thrusting in and out of you. First it was slow, but he soon quickened the pace, making you burrow your nails deep into his back as your mind got clouded by the pleasure he provided.

The thrusts, which had been so careful to begin with, quickly gained strength as he repeatedly pounded against your cervix, causing you to hiss and moan alternately. Despite the pain, you didn’t want to ask him to stop - instead you enjoyed the thought that you would be able to feel the aftereffects of this moment for hours to come.

Just as you felt like you had gotten into a good rhythm, finding immense pleasure in the way Chishiya’s hardness was continuously hitting against your sensitive walls, you felt as his movements became less regular and more shaky.

“Fuck,” he grunted into your ear, trying his best to keep up the losing battle. “I’m gonna… fuck.”

With one final groan, Chishiya’s hips stuttered as he buried his length deep inside of you to empty himself. It felt warm and nice, and although you knew that that meant it was all over, you weren’t upset. Instead, you gently caressed his back, trying to let him peacefully ride out his high. Eventually, he rolled off of you, lying beside you while trying to catch his breath.

“Sorry,” he mumbled out of breath. “It’s been a while.”

“It’s fine,” you quickly said with a reassuring smile. “It was a good. Don’t worry.”

Chishiya pulled you in close to him, wrapping an arm around you and letting you rest up against his chest. For a while, the only sound in the tent was that of heavy rain drops hitting against the roof and your slowly easing breathing.

“You know,” you began with a tired smile. “You owe me a better experience now. Looks like we would have to do this again.”

Thankfully, Chishiya chuckled, and you felt him nod his head.

“We need to sleep,” he whispered into your ear. “We’re taking on a face card tomorrow. If we survive, we can celebrate. I promise.”

#aib chishiya #chishiya smut #chishiya alice in borderland #chishiya shuntaro #chishiya x reader #shuntaro chishiya #aib #alice in borderland #chishiya x you #smut #chishiya #alice in borderland chishiya shuntaro #alice in borderland smut #alice in borderland chishiya #alice in boderland x reader

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chishiyasleftnut · 2 months

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Hi! („• ֊ •„) This is a long one (divided into two parts), inspired by various bots from Cherubin on Character AI. I hope you’ll enjoy it!!

Stuck With You (part 1)

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Warnings: Smut. Pairing: Chishiya x fem!reader.

Plot: After getting separated from Arisu and the others when the King of Spades attacked, Chishiya and fem!reader camps out together on the outskirts of Tokyo.

Part 1 word count: 2000. Part 2 word count: 2793. (Click here to read!) 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Ever since the King of Spades attacked for the first time and split up your group, you and Chishiya had been stuck together. Sure, you weren’t physically stuck, but the thought of being all alone in the borderlands was far from pleasing to you, so here you were: camping out with Chishiya.

You had decided that staying in the outskirts of Tokyo where nature had completely taken over, was probably safer than staying near the centre. There was less of a chance of a surprise attack from the King of Spades, was Chishiya’s conclusion. You, not wanting to argue with Chishiya - which once he was set on a plan was much like arguing with a wall - just agreed and followed along.

“What is it?” you asked curiously. When he walked closer you finally saw what he was holding. “A tent?”

“Yep. A two-man tent, perfect for us.”

“Mm…” you hummed, causing Chishiya to tilt his head.

“What’s wrong?”

“You know how tiny two-man tents are, right?”

“What do you mean?” he asked, confused. “They’re for two people, no?”

Of course, Chishiya never seemed like a camping guy but still, surely he had at least been in a tent once? Tents were notoriously small, that was common knowledge.

“Well, technically yes, but we won’t have a lot of wiggle room.”

Chishiya looked down at the tent he had so proudly brought back with him, his eyebrows furrowed so much that deep wrinkles formed between them. “It’s better than nothing. It looks like it’s going to rain soon.”

There was no disagreeing there; the clouds looked dangerously grey. You grabbed the box and began unboxing the contents, neatly putting all of the many pieces on the ground in front of you. Chishiya watched curiously as you shortly read the instructions before getting to work.

“You’ve done this before, I take it?”

You hummed, too focused on setting up the tent correctly to reply with words. It was important to you that it was done right: mostly because you enjoyed being dry, but also because you didn’t want to give Chishiya any chance to be snarky if you made a mistake.

Once the tent was up, you both admired your work in silence until Chishiya spoke up.

“Mh. It is tiny.”

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It was in that tiny tent that Chishiya and you spent the next few (very rainy) days in. By day 3, you had begun running low on supplies, so Chishiya had left the dryness of the tent to find food and other essentials. You wanted to go with him but had firmly been told that it was safer if he went alone. You “made too much noise” and “was slow” apparently.

Although you were originally quite pissy about it, you were now enjoying the karma of Chishiya wandering the rainy streets of Tokyo while you were nice and dry. Was it nice to be basking in the thought of him being uncomfortable? Probably not, but you had never claimed to be nice.

Just as you had become quite pleased with the outcome, Chishiya unzipped the tent, threw in three 7/11 plastic bags filled with stuff, and crawled in before zipping up the entrance again - giving you a chance to look at just how soaked he’d gotten.

“You look like a drowned cat,” you half laughed.

His blonde hair, which had gotten multiple shades darker from soaking in the rain, was sticking to his face, constant trickles of water dripping down his skin.

“Don’t be too happy now,” he mumbled while brushing clingy hair out of his face. “It’s your turn to run for supplies next time.”

“Absolutely not. That’s a man’s job.”

You felt Chishiya’s eyes stare at you, trying to sense if you were joking or not. You knew that if he looked you in the eyes, he would read you immediately, so you pretended to be busy with looking through the bags.

“A man’s job? I thought women were supposed to be the gatherers.”

“I’ll gladly be your gatherer once you hunt down something that isn’t out of date protein bars.” you complained as you went through the subpar supplies Chishiya had found. Was it really so hard to get something enjoyable to eat?

Amused by your clap back, Chishiya didn’t argue further but instead chuckled. And that’s when you heard the sound of his zipper. Your head snapped around so fast that it hurt, producing a small popping sound.

“Wait, hold on, why are you undressing?”

“I’m wet,” he concluded with a smirk. “Do you want me to catch a cold or something?”

“Well, no, but I don’t want you to be naked either.”

You thought that that was a fair wish. The tent was already awkwardly cramped with the two of you almost always constantly touching somewhat, you didn’t need to add nakedness to the mix.

“Grow up,” he chuckled while continuing to undress, pulling his shirt over his head with one swoop. “You’ve surely seen half naked men before.”

“That’s not the point!” you argued with a blush spreading across your cheeks at the comment. “I don’t want to see you naked.”

“Then look away.”

The suggestion was so simple that you had no argument against it, turning your head back around. With your eyes strictly focused on the wall of the tent, you heard as Chishiya laid down and got comfortable, sighing contently as he waited for his clothes to dry. Eventually, curiosity got the better of you, making your eyes dart as far left as they could go to catch whatever vague glimpse of the body that he was so unapologetically flaunting.

“Looking is fine too,” he said when he immediately caught you looking. Urgh, why was he always so observative?

“Shut up.”

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By day 4 you were completely over being around Chishiya. You missed the Beach; missed the many people, the comfortable beds, and even missed the chaos. A small tent in the outskirts of Tokyo was no match to the vibrant life at the Beach - a life you would never go back to.

“I miss Kuina,” you mumbled while throwing a protein bar wrapper into the designated trash-can plastic-bag before crossing your arms.

“Wow, am I not enough for you?” Chishiya joked, acting as if your comment hurt him. Of course, you knew that it didn’t. It would take way more to actually hurt him.

“No.”

Chishiya snorted at your honesty. He liked that about you: you weren’t afraid to talk back at him. It was more fun that way, he thought. So many people were desperate people pleasers and it was annoying to be around. If he had to be stuck in a tent with someone, he was glad it was you - even if he weren’t about to admit that aloud.

Not wanting to exist in silence longer than you had to, you began rummaging through the plastic bags. It was mostly just to keep your hands busy, and your mind occupied with something that wasn’t how god awfully close you were to Chishiya right now.

“You’re shit at getting supplies,” you groaned when you realised that he had brought nothing but protein bars and strawberry gummies with him. “Couldn’t you at least have gotten other flavours?”

“What’s wrong with strawberry? It’s a classic.”

“It’s so basic,” you complained while almost throwing the rustling plastic back down on the ground out of frustration. “Everyone knows grape is the superior gummy flavour.”

“I’m sure you’ll survive.”

The tone of his voice ticked you completely off. He seemed to enjoy your frustration, almost considering it prime entertainment - perhaps because it was his only entertainment. Under normal circumstances, you would march away to cool down, but that wasn’t exactly an option now: the tent was too small to escape him, and it was absolutely pouring outside.

“Just bring grape candy next time.”

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On day five of your ‘camping trip’, the weather had finally seemed to clear up. Of course, this was only temporary, but you didn’t know that yet. You zipped open the tent and stepped outside to stretch your legs, reaching your arms high up in the air which caused your shirt to lift up too, exposing your abdomen. It felt good finally being able to move around.

“I need a shower,” you exclaimed when Chishiya joined you outside of the tent. He immediately zipped it up behind him, not wanting to risk any mosquitoes getting in.

“There’s a lake 300 metres away,” he said while also stretching.

“A lake isn’t a shower.”

“Sorry, princess,” he chuckled, making sure to add a condescending nickname. “I can’t magically make you a shower. It’s a lake or nothing.”

You didn’t look super satisfied with the truth. Truth be told, you missed the Beach a lot. The Beach had hot water, electricity, private rooms, and you weren’t forced to spend every waking moment with Chishiya of all people.

With a groan, you began walking down the path behind the tent towards the lake, stopping up and looking back towards Chishiya when you noticed he wasn’t following you.

“You need a bath too,” you noted. “Besides, I don’t want to be alone out there.”

Begrudgingly, Chishiya followed you to the lake, his hands never leaving the comfort of his pockets. Once at your destination you both awkwardly looked at the lake, neither of you wanting to make the first move to undress.

“Didn’t you want to bathe?” Chishiya finally asked with an amused look on his face. “Or are you too shy?”

“Shut up,” you mumbled before beginning to undress. Once in your underwear, you again looked awkwardly between the lake and Chishiya. “Don’t look.”

Chishiya raised both of his hands in the air and turned around to give you some privacy. Of course, you weren’t entirely sure that you could trust him to not take a peek, but you also really needed a bath so you had to take the chance. With quick movements you completely undressed yourself and stepped into the cold lake, hissing at how chilly the water was but nonetheless quickly moving far enough out into the lake, so your body was covered by the water.

“Okay!” you yelled back to Chishiya. “You can turn around!”

And he did just that, turning back around and walking closer to the shore. Before you had a chance to even react to his decision, you watched as he too stripped down, throwing his clothes next to yours on the ground, and stepping out into the water. You quickly averted your eyes, looking far away at nothing in particular just so you were sure you didn’t accidentally stare.

The look on your face was absolutely priceless, he thought. Your entire upper body was turning red from shyness and your eyes were so big that they looked like they were about to pop out of your head.

With long, nonchalant strides through the water, Chishiya walked relatively close to you and settled down in the cold water. He didn’t mind your shyness, he actually found it cute how you were still worried about modesty when every second could be your last.

“Relax,” he said confidently before beginning to scrub his body. “It’s just a bath.”

You didn’t respond but instead sunk deeper into the water, making sure Chishiya could see nothing from your chin down. You missed the private shower you had at the Beach. Back then you at least never had to be confronted with full-frontal male nudity from Chishiya.

Slowly, you began scrubbing your body too, wanting to at least be clean after this awkward situation you had placed yourself in. Although you tried to keep your eyes to yourself, you couldn’t help but catch a rare glimpse at Chishiya’s body, silently admiring the way his wet skin glistened in the low sun. Chishiya, too, occasionally peeked when the opportunity arose - could you blame him, really?

[PART TWO HERE]

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chishiyasleftnut · 2 months

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This was written at 3am when I couldn’t sleep because an idea popped into my head and decided to stay. At first, I wanted it to be a bullet point hc type of post, but then the midnight zoomies took over and this is the result. ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

Due to the subject matter, this is less smutty than my normal fics. However, it does jump straight into the action, so warning for that lmao.

Safeword

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Warnings: Smut, choking, use of safeword. Pairings: Chishiya x fem!reader.

Plot: In the heat of the moment, Chishiya accidentally pushes past fem!reader’s comfort zone, prompting a needed talk on consent and boundaries.

1058 words. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

“God, I love you,” Chishiya half whispered, half groaned into your ear as he continuously fucked into you from behind, making your knees weak and your vision blurry.

This was far from the first time you had sex. Ever since you locked eyes with him in a hectic hearts game that you both somehow managed to survive months ago, you had become quite depending on each other. Of course, this dependency had little to do with actual love and more to do with carnal desire.

That little fact didn’t stop Chishiya from telling you how much he loved you each time he fucked you. You had started to wonder if he had a weird kink for emotions sparked by his clear lack of them in every other setting, but that was something you decided he had to take up with a therapist, not you. Besides, you were kinda into it.

“You take me so good, you know?” he grunted, not giving your cunt a chance to relax. “Taking all of me so well.”

“Mmm, you fuck me so good, ‘Shiya,” you mumbled in a way that wouldn’t make sense to anyone but Chishiya. By now he had learned to understand the weird mumbles you let out when he hit the right spot.

One thing took another, and in a state of pussy drunk he had never reached before, Chishiya decided that right now was the perfect chance to try something new. You liked hair pulling and spanking, so he thought choking was only another obvious kink of yours. And he would be terribly wrong.

With his hand snaked around your throat, he, to his surprise, felt you completely stiffen up underneath him.

“Umbrella!” you yelled out, causing Chishiya to immediately release your throat and stop his thrusting.

For the first time Chishiya, who always seemed to have a plan, was at a loss for words, unsure how to approach this. So, instead of doing anything he just froze, looking down at you in shock that a simple action like choking made you use your agreed on safeword.

“Get off me,” you asked quietly.

Chishiya immediately complied, pulling out of you and scooting backwards on the bed, as far away from you as the bed allowed him. Silence filled the room as you sat down on your butt with your legs pulled up to your chest.

Finally, with a croaky and confused voice, Chishiya broke the silence.

“You good?”

The question seemed insane to you. Obviously, you weren’t good, but you weren’t in a state of mind to verbally respond. Instead, you simply shook your head, keeping your eyes on the mattress.

“What… what do you need me to do?” he asked carefully, completely dumbfounded in this situation.

Sure, Chishiya knew of safewords - that’s why he had agreed to establish one with you - but he had never been in a situation where it was actually used. Was he supposed to hug you? God, that would be terribly awkward, but sure he would do it. Maybe you wanted space and nothing to do with him? Weirdly enough, that seemed even worse to him, but once more he would do it.

“Can you stay with me?” you asked weakly.

Chishiya nodded and made an attempt to move closer to you.

“No. Stay where you are, just… sit with me.”

“Ah. Gotcha,” he replied, making sure not to move any closer.

Uncomfortable silence ensued for what felt like ages. Although you had been seeing each other sexually for months now, feelings weren’t something you actively discussed. Despite that, Chishiya obviously never wanted to make you uncomfortable, but he was completely clueless as to how to remedy the situation and comfort you.

“Do you want some water?” he asked, grasping for straws.

To his surprise, you nodded, prompting him to immediately stand up to fill a nearby glass with water from the bathroom. When he came back you had changed position, instead climbed under the covers. He handed you the cold glass of water and awkwardly watched as you drank the entire thing before putting down the glass with a light thud on the bedside table.

“Do you feel better?” he asked, standing completely still, and waiting for you to tell him what to do.

You shrugged, leaving the room in silence once again. Finally, you spoke up.

“Can you cuddle me?”

It was an easy enough request, he thought. He therefore went back into bed with you, climbing under the covers and pulling you in close to him. He wasn’t much of a cuddler, but he couldn’t deny that laying still like this was quite calming. He was slowly getting why people liked it, even if he would never admit that aloud - or worse: actually initiate it himself.

“So,” he said after a while, his gaze focused on the ceiling. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“Mh,” you nodded. “I don’t like choking.”

“I figured as much.”

“Sorry.”

Your apology perplexed him.

“You have nothing to apologise. I’m the one who should say sorry.”

You shrugged before moving closer to him, letting his natural scent fill your nose and calm your thoughts.

“Still… I kinda ruined the mood.”

“Nonsense. I was the one getting ahead of myself,” he said firmly, finally looking down at you. Despite the uncomfortable situation, you had started to look more at ease.

To his delight, you huffed air out of your nose, indicating you were at least calm enough to find humour in the situation.

“It’s fine. Shit happens,” you told him. “Just… no more choking, okay?”

“Got it. I will leave your throat alone,” he promised, sounding earnest. He had definitely learned his leason. “Is any other obvious thing off bounds?”

“I don’t think so,” you began carefully. “But maybe let’s agree to discuss new things before we get hot and heavy.”

“I’ll remember that.”

To your surprise, Chishiya didn’t seem the least bit mad that this was the end of your intimacy today. What surprised you even more, was how willing the otherwise stoic man was to let you rest in his arms without anything sexual going on at the same time. Perhaps this would become a regular part of aftercare. You could only hope, as neither of you would be the first person to suggest doing anything more than fucking.

#aib chishiya #chishiya smut #chishiya alice in borderland #chishiya shuntaro #chishiya x reader #shuntaro chishiya #aib #alice in borderland #chishiya x you #smut #alice in borderland chishiya #chishiya #alice in borderland chishiya shuntaro #alice in borderland smut

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chishiyasleftnut · 2 months

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Hi everyone :)

I’m working on a phase 2 Chishiya (season 2 in the Netflix series) fic. It’s getting pretty long, though, so I wanted to give you guys the option to decide how I’ll proceed.

I can either make it one long fic which will take most people 30-40 minutes to read or I can divide it up into 2 or 3 bits. The first bit won’t have any smut in it, as it’s basically a backstory to the eventual smut bit lmao.

I’ll probably post the fic before the poll is “done” (I’ve set it to one week), but I’ll use the feedback for later fics too, so if the result is different by the end of the week I’ll do it like that instead from now on :)

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chishiyasleftnut · 2 months

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Summary: Chishiya missed you after a game.

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Chishiya x fem!reader

Warnings: unprotected piv (wrap it b4 u tap it!!), creampie, that's kinda it, but lmk if any other's. ( no mention of y/n )

Word count: 2,227

You were sat on your bed, a book between your fingers as you waved your eyes left to right between pages.

Your door creaked open, which caught your attention as you looked up to see Chishiya walking in, his head was down as he shut the door behind him.

"Hi." You greeted him, watching as he avoided eye contact and sat at the edge of the bed.

You raised a brow and looked around, confused why he was acting a bit strange. I guess strange isn't the word for it. He was always silent, but always with his head up.

"Chishiya..?" You spoke again, hoping to finally catch his attention.

You sat your book down and crawled over to where he sat, sitting on your heels as he finally turned to you, looking up through his eye lashes.

"I haven't seen you all day." He stated, catching your gaze and staring into your eyes.

You scoffed, looking down on him. "Yeah. I didn't feel like playing. But, I still have plenty of visa days." You grinned, watching as his eyes drifted around your body.

He didn't care that he could see he eyes exploring you, he did this every time he saw you. You thought he was just a pervert; couldn't help himself. But he just liked the view, the thought of you being his, the thought of being the only person you'd allow to see you stripped of clothing.

"How was the game?" You whispered, your fingers slightly grazing his clothed arm, snaking up to his neck. Your fingers slid beneath his hair and placed your palm on the back of his neck.

Your touch made him smirk, his eyes going up to your face. "Glad you weren't there, you would've died." He said matter-a-factly, although his voice was sharp and well thought out, his body was melting to your tender touch.

"You're probably right." You smiled, leaning your head down in an angle to capture his lips in a soft kiss.

He quickly obliged and rested into the kiss, bringing one of his hands out of his pockets to place behind your head to push you further.

After a second, you pulled your lips apart with a lazy smile. "How much did you miss me?" You muttered.

"I don't know how you want me to answer that." He replied, his voice nonchalant as he kept his eyes on your own.

You scoffed as you leaned back down to press another kiss, this time softer, more passionate than the last.

When you pulled back an inch to look at his face, his eyes were still closed like he was registering and trying to keep the touch of your lips still on his, even though they weren't.

You almost laughed but put your lips back onto his in a pity manner, putting more effort into it this time. Chishiya had all intentions of keeping the kiss soft and organized, he was never messy.

He brought his hand up to tuck your hair behind your ear, and rested his palm on your cheek. His other hand found its place on your waist.

He could feel you pushing deeper into the kiss, but he tried what he could to get you to slow down. When you nibbled on his bottom lip and moved your tongue eagerly around his lips, he couldn't deny it.

His mouth parted for you to slide your tongue inside, exploring his mouth as he let you.

Chishiya wasn't one to be sloppy, he chose to be clean and organized because it had always been better that way. Being messy never had any pros and found no point in it.

You however, you always enjoyed the messy aspects of being intimate. The sloppy kisses that ended in salvia all around each other's mouths, the look of pussy drunk on Chishiya's face when he gets up from between your thighs with you still on his tongue.

Although you've never actually seen him pussy drunk, you've had your fantasies.

"Chishiya," You panted, watching the string of saliva follow you as you pulled away.

"Hm?" Chishiya hummed, bringing his thumb to swipe across your bottom lip and using the back of his hand to wipe the salvia off his lips as well.

"Need you..." You muttered, sliding your palms up his chest and to his shoulders.

He smirked, in his mind calling you pathetic for even admitting that. But he thought about his reply, like he did with every response. "I know you do." He finally said, cupping his hands on your waist.

"You always say that." You said, a smirk of your own on your face. Your thumb and your index finger gripped onto his zipper, all intentions of pulling down; but your body felt frozen and you were unable to move.

"Here," He mumbled, looking down to where your hands were placed. He moved his hands towards yours, making you move them so he could pull his zipper himself.

You watched as he pushed his jacket off his shoulders, eyeing his figure and oblivious to the way he was looking at you as he let his jacket drop to the floor.

Your eyes moved to his, you smiled at the way he stared at you. Almost admiration in his eyes, pupils blown out with pure lust, and that glint in his eye that always told you he was up to something.

You let out a breath, the sound of it almost felt like relief when you bit down on your bottom lip.

You found yourself getting closer to Chishiya. Your legs finding their way to either sides of his thighs to straddle his lap. Your lips moved to his ear to whisper, "I'm all yours."

Chishiya's eyes widened and glistened with anticipation. His Cheshire grin was wider than before, with a poor attempt to hide his expressions beneath his nonchalant one. He hid his face in your neck, quickly nipping at the soft skin.

You gasped at the small bite he made with his teeth, his hands moving down your waist to grab handfuls of your ass.

He manipulated your body, pushing you into the bulge in his pants with a soft groan. You moaned at the feel, and even the thought of having that effect on someone as nonchalant, closed off, and cold, as the man in front of you.

Your hands moved from his shoulders to his face, cupping his cheeks. When he didn't bother to look up at you and continued to bite and leave marks on your neck. You took it into your own hands (literally) to move a hand to the back of his head and grip onto his hair. You pulled on it, a pained groan coming from his mouth but you ignored it by slamming your lips into his.

"I'm tender headed." He mumbled, complaining about the grip you had in-between the kiss.

"Sorry." You responded, releasing your grip on his hair to push his shoulders down to fall with him as his back hit the mattress.

Your hips pressed into his bulge, pressing down to earn sounds that sounded pornographic coming from his mouth, vibrating the sloppy kiss.

You pulled away to sit up, a proud grin on your face as you looked down at him. His eyes lazy, and his kissed lips agape with heavy breathing.

Your hand trailed to your back, pulling the string that connected your bikini top. You pulled it down, throwing it to the side as his eyes admired your figure. His thumb massaged circles into your waist, finding himself subconsciously snaking his hand up to cup your breast, slightly squeezing it.

"You're beautiful." He murmured under his breath, his eyes moving from your chest to your face to see the small smile that was plastered on your face.

"Glad you think so." You responded, bending down to peck his lips before whispering, "It would've been real awkward if you didn't."

Chishiya chuckled in reply, smiling and raising his brows as if to say 'that's true' without speaking.

His hand moved back to your waist, both of his hands squeezing your hips as a warning before turning you both over. You yelped at the sudden movement but let out a laugh when you saw the way he looked at you.

He was worried for a second; the yelp didn't sound like his definition of fun. But when he noticed your mouth curve back into a smile he let out a breath of relief, pressing a kiss on your forehead.

Your face softened at the touch, the realization that this didn't feel like a one time thing, like you usually felt during this. He seemed too soft, so intimate but so gentle by the way he pulled back to catch your reaction.

His brows furrowed when his view hit your face, "Why do you look like that?" He blurted.

"I don't--I don't know." You muttered. Your stomach was fluttering, your face bright red with blush and you hadn't even noticed the way you looked at him, the look he saw as well.

"You okay?" He asked, raising a brow. His elbows were weak beneath him with the way he was holding himself to hover over you.

"No." You admitted, but before anyone could say anything else you grabbed his face and slammed your mouth into his, making a quick turn to sloppy.

He let his elbows buckle beneath him, falling further onto you. He moved his free hand down your waist, feeling you shiver beneath him. He dipped two fingers into your bikini bottoms, yanking them down your body.

When it hit your knees you pulled them off yourself with your feet, your hands still occupied on his face and your mind lost in his taste, smell, touch; all your senses over loaded with just him.

He grinded his clothed cock on your now naked core, a small gasp falling from your mouth and into the kiss, granting a smirk from Chishiya.

He quickly pulled his pants down, not able to wait any longer. He grabbed ahold of his cock, giving it a few pumps before dragging it in-between your folds, gathering your arousal on his leaking tip.

He raised his brows at how wet you were, catching him by surprise in all honesty. It made him even harder at the thought of having this effect on you.

"Fuck, Chishiya. Hurry up." You groaned, grazing your lips together.

He hadn't realized how long he'd been teasing you for, with a hum he finally sunk into you. With every inch you let out a soft sound of pleasure that made him go deeper.

The stretch of his cock and the way he slightly grazed your cervix made your hands slam onto the bed to gather handfuls of the sheets. He stayed still, waiting for you to tell him to move with a weak moan.

He couldn't wait any longer, he took it upon himself to pull in and out of you, quickly catching a steady rhythm to push inside you.

"Oh, God!" You moaned, throwing your head back and arching your back into him.

"So tight," He whispered into your ear. "And--Shit, so wet." He groaned, holding onto the sheets above your head.

The more he went on, the harder his thrusts got. He couldn't control himself, drowning in the sounds of skin slapping skin and your moans that made his head spin.

You moved your hands to his back, pushing himself into your chest and digging your nails into him, "Faster, Chishiya." You whimpered, your legs moving to wrap around his waist.

Your entire body hugged him, feeling his warmth and the pleasure he brought you. But you felt the need to be closer, wanting to be one person intertwined forever.

His hips hit yours, moving to your request as new sounds of the bed hitting the wall moving through his ears.

"Gonna cum inside you," He moaned, "It'll feel so good, I promise." Chishiya added, his hips stuttering inside you, feeling you tighten around him.

His dick pulsated inside you, your mind hazed in pleasure and lust, unable to even open your eyes. The moment you felt him paint your insides in cum, you followed with a loud moan, your body coming off the bad and your hands slamming back into the bed.

Chishiya let his body weight fall onto you, uneasy and heavy breaths coming from his mouth as he felt your heartbeat on his skin.

"You're too good, f' me." You laughed, your hands going back to his back to rub the scratches you left him.

"No." He whispered, his hot breath hitting your ear as his chest moved up and down against yours.

Chishiya took one final breath before he attempted to get up, but you used your nails to push him back down with your eyebrows knitted together.

"Not yet," You pleaded, letting your eyes shut. "Just a while longer."

His eyes moved down to where you were still connected, but sighed in defeat when he felt your legs tighten around his waist, he wasn't one to argue. Especially, since all he could think about was your velvet walls tightened around him.

And all you could think about was the way his dick rested inside of you, humming in content and a soft smile on your face.

reposts and comments are appreciated<3

#repost #IM SO BEHIND ON READING MUTUALS’ STORIES SORRY #this was soooo good #I love mildly soft Chishiya

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chishiyasleftnut · 2 months

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Summary: The people in the room beside you can't help but fuck like rabbits. Leaving you to relocate your room and end up in the one person's room you didn't expect.

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Chishiya x fem!reader

Warnings: Fingering (r! receiving), unprotected piv, creampie, making out, marking, multiple orgasms, dom!chishiya (If you squint..?), lmk if any others.

Word count: 2.4k

Moan after moan came from the other wall of your hotel room. Your eye brows furrowed, attempting to push the pillow on your head further into your ear to block out the sounds.

For a second, it worked. But then your eyes shot open at the feeling of the wall behind you getting pounded into, causing the entire wall to shake.

You cursed under your breath as you threw the pillow across the room and angrily left the room.

You walked around the hotel, peaking into the rooms to see if you'd get lucky and one would be empty.

Usually there's yelling and partying every hour of the day, but tonight it was weirdly mute. Of course there was still people participating in whatever it was, but you knew most of the population on the Beach would be asleep. So--the statistics of a room being empty, and staying empty until you woke up, was extremely high.

So, when you finally found that room that appeared empty and silent from all four walls, you plopped onto the bed and got comfy. Smiling contently at the thought of finally getting the sleep you deserved.

Chishiya finally made his way back to his room after he went to get fresh air from the roof, and stopped in his tracks when he saw your body curled into a ball and your face subconsciously holding your smile.

He sighed, almost annoyed that out of all the rooms you chose his. But nonetheless, he too needed sleep.

And unlike you, he could probably sleep through anything; as long as it didn't involve him.

He removed his hoodie and almost took off his sweatpants before he remembered you were right behind him, on his bed. So, he refrained from doing so and just got under the covers, turning his back towards you.

You regained your consciousness, for what would've been only a second to turn over, but when you did and slighty saw the figure in front of you, you paused.

Your eyes wide as you stared in front of you, the back of a blonde man's head.

"I can feel you staring." Chishiya commented, furrowing his brows with his eyes still shut.

"'M sorry!" You whispered, "I didn't realize this was your room." You spoke softly, you never were one for conflict and hated confrontation, so this whole thing just felt very awkward to you.

"Then why did you come in here?" He asked, only turning his head to slightly see you from the corner of his eye, giving you a view of his side profile.

You groaned at the memory, "People fuck like rabbits here, I tried to sleep through it but they were shaking the entire wall." You mumbled, rolling your eyes a bit.

"Oh," He replied, "That makes sense." He added with a sigh, his body shifting to lie on his back.

"I can leave if you want, they might be down by now..." You suggested, beginning pull the covers down.

"Probably not, considering I've been in your situation before." He almost smirked as he the memory resurfaced.

"Which one were you?" You asked.

"Which one?" He raised a brow, his face turning towards you.

"Were the one fucking? Or the poor soul that had to listen to it." You said.

He laughed at the question, surprised you even thought he could be the one fucking someone that loudly. "I was the one that had to listen, but definitely not a poor soul." He grinned.

Your eye brows quickly furrowed, confused on his statement. But you quickly came to the realization, your mouth opening once, not being able to form the right words before you opened it again to finally speak.

"Are saying you enjoyed it?" You blurted.

He stayed quiet for a second, his eyes going back to the ceiling as he debated on how to answer. "Yes." He answered nonchalantly. "But I'm not a perv," He turned back, "I only listened, nothing else."

You took in his words as you moved your eyes away from him. You were a bit surprised he let out the information so easily, usually he would keep everything to himself, even the smallest things.

You slowly averted your eyes back up, but stopping on his body when you realized he took off his jacket. You scanned his figure through the shadows of the night sky, watching his chest go up and down with each breath and his arms that rested together on his stomach.

Your eyes slowly went up, meeting his as they watched you with that same grin on his face. "You're acting like you've never seen a man shirtless before." He teased.

Your entire face was red as you squeezed your thighs together, trying to contain yourself. But you didn't reply, you just stared at him.

"Mm.." He hummed, with a soft laugh.

He couldn't stop smirking, just the thought of you looking at him like he was your prey turned him on more than he'd like to admit. And as much as he wanted to smash your lips into his, he held back, but just to see if you'd give in and do something first.

He moved his eyes to yours to see if you were still staring. When he noticed you were he smiled. But not his typical smirk that makes your skin crawl, it seemed like a genuine soft smile, giving you goosebumps.

You were starving. Starving for touch, starving for a taste of him. You watched his face, your attention only on him. "Kiss me." You mumbled, unsure what came out of your mouth.

He opened his mouth to voice a snarky response, but stopped himself. He didn't want to ruin the opportunity, but it wasn't like him to just lunge forward when given it.

He was truly lost in thought about what you said, did you just want a kiss? Or was this some type of code for, 'have sex with me'. Not that he was complaining.

"It's not rocket science." You commented, rolling your eyes. Noticing how he really was lost in thought. You were afraid he didn't look at you that way, slightly uncomfortable at the thought of making this entire thing incredibly awkward. But it didn't feel awkward, you didn't feel that tight feeling in your stomach.

"Jesus Christ." You muttered, picking your head up and quickly shuffling closer to Chishiya. You grabbed his face and slammed your lips into his. It was messy at first, slightly hitting teeth.

Chishiya's eyes widened but he found himself melting into it. Finding each other's rhythm and moving together. You swiped your tongue on his bottom lip, but he denied your request as he kept the kiss.

You moaned in annoyance, and when he tried to make it up to you by swiping his tongue on your lower lip, you denied as well. He laughed into the kiss, his hand moving from your cheek to your waist, pressing his fingers into you.

At the pressure of his fingers you moved your body to straddle his lower abdomen. Chishiya's hands held onto your hips, slightly squeezing them the further the kiss went on.

You hummed into the kiss, bringing your hips down to grind against his growing erection. The sudden friction against him causing his mouth to fly open with a broken moan, your tongue taking its queue to slide inside of his mouth, exploring what he gave you.

You practically attacked each other's mouths, your saliva mixing and trailing down each other's chins.

His grip grew harsher on the fat of your hips, digging his dull nails into the skin, surely leaving crescent-shaped marks that would last a while.

He brought a hand up to your head, grabbing a handful of your hair to turn both of you over. His quick decision to take the lead and be on top made you smile, the kiss breaking with heavy breaths filling the room.

With your legs wrapped around his waist, he sat on his knees to sit up and grip onto your bikini bottoms.

He swiftly pulled them off your legs and threw them to the side, his eyes taking in the sight of your body.

A possessive glint in his eye as he stared down on you, his hands delicately trailing up and down your thighs.

You didn't bother snapping him out of whatever state he was in. It was kind of hot to see him look at you like that, as if you were his, and only his.

He finally took his time to trail his hands up your stomach, moving his body back down to face you.

"You're so pathetic." He whispered, his lips grazing down your jaw to your neck, sucking lazily on the flesh.

"Just for you." You moaned, your words hiding under your breath as you sighed at the feel of the small bruising forming on your neck.

He stopped his movements to process your words, a smirk forming on his face, the same smirk that always tells you he's up to no good.

He trailed a hand down your chest, grazing your stomach and to the place you needed him the most. His fingers found your clit, teasing it with soft circles that made your breath hitch, and soft moans to fall from your open mouth.

His fingers got more into their movements, going faster just to hear how your moans grow with each swipe of his finger.

Chishiya trailed his fingers down to your slick entrance, dipping the tips of his fingers inside and retracting them to look down at the wetness that stuck to his fingers.

With a soft, annoyed, sigh of his name, he pushed his fingers deep inside your velvet walls.

"Oh, yes.." You moaned, arching your back at the feel of your cunt being filled with just his fingers.

"Gonna make you scream louder than everyone else." He groaned in your ear, picking up the speed of his fingers.

"Make them know how a woman's supposed to scream." He hissed, feeling your velvet walls spasm around him, listening to the moans that filled his ears and the wetness from inside of you.

"Please!" You whined, your hand gripping onto his arm for stability, digging your nails into his skin.

Your pleas only made him go faster, vibrating your body from the speed of his digits. His eyes were locked on your face, watching as you couldn't even keep your mouth shut or your eyes open--burning the image mentally inside his mind.

"Oh, I'm gonna cum.." You cried, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach tighten and threaten to break.

At first, he wanted to stop; to hear you beg for release. But the sounds of the moans that filled the room, made his head dizzy; unable to stop himself even if he wanted to.

You finally released with a loud moan of his name. He continued to keep going, letting you ride out your orgasm on his fingers with every buck of your hips.

Chishiya retracted his hand, his breath escaping his mouth in an uneasy pattern. His forehead was pressed against your chest, placing light kisses on the raw skin.

You looked down at him, watching as he adjusted himself to grind his clothed cock once more against your cunt, leaving a trail of your slick on his sweatpants.

"Chishiya," You breathed heavily, your words hiding on the back of your throat as you held onto his shoulders.

He didn't bother to reply since he was already one step ahead of you. Chishiya was too lazy to fully take off his pants, only pushing them down far enough, as long as his boxers, to reveal his cock to the raw air.

Your eyes were stuck on the sight of him, biting your bottom lip as he teased his tip up and down your slit.

He gave himself a few tugs before finally pushing into you, bottoming out as quickly as he entered.

You couldn't help but scream at the way he stretched your pussy, the pain disguising itself as a euphoric pleasure that pushed through you.

He didn't give you much time to get used to his size before pushing in and out of you mercilessly.

"Fuck!" You cried out, arching your back off the bed, letting your moans grow louder with each thrust.

He stuffed his head in the crook of your neck, breathing heavily out of his open mouth. His mouth shut to take your skin between his teeth, biting at the flesh before moving to a new spot.

The entire room was filled with lewd noises, the smell of sex roaming through the air, invading your mind as a cloud of smoke.

His hips hit harder into your own, conditioning his cock to hit the perfect spot inside of you that had you screaming in pleasure.

"Please, Chishiya!" You whined, "Let me cum, please." You whimpered, your nails digging into any part of him you could get your hands on.

He wasn't going to deny you an orgasm (this time), he wouldn't care if you did it without warning. But when you asked, when you begged for it, who was he to say no.

"Go on," He whispered, his hot breath hitting your ear, "Don't hold back on me, y/n. Wanna feel you cum on this cock." He growled, his hips becoming more sporadic and uncoordinated.

You threw your head back, your mouth agape with broken moans and cries as you let yourself come undone on him.

His hips stuttered at the feel of your pussy tightening around him, whimpering escaping his vocal cords in a poor attempt at warning you.

Your legs tightened around his waist, letting him know you wanted him to cum inside of you, which he did.

He painted your insides in white, muffling his loud moans in the crook of your neck as he rode out his orgasm inside of you.

He finally pulled his softening dick out of you, looking down at your fucked out face with a proud smile of his.

"You're still breathing, right?" Chishiya asked, watching as your eyes fluttered back open.

He pulled back, sitting back onto his shins to put his dick back into his pants.

"I think so." You responded, letting out a weak laugh.

"Need help to the bathroom?" He offered.

"That'd be nice." You responded, picking your body up and shuffling to the edge of the bed.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

#repost #I LOVED IT #“dom!chishiya (if you squint) made me laugh

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chishiyasleftnut · 2 months

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I love your smuts. Could you write about fem!reader and chishiya cock warming. Ending with him fucking reader because it’s too much.

Hi! Thank you for the request (^ ω ^) I circled back and forwards between this being a sub!Chishiya or dom!Chishiya fic, but eventually decided to make it a dom!Chishiya one. I am more than willing to write another cockwarming fic with the roles reversed though! (✯◡✯)

Behave

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Warnings: Smut. Use of derogatory name calling (slut x2) Pairing: Chishiya x fem!reader.

Plot: after a long and tiring day, Chishiya and fem!reader cockwarms on the couch. The power position Chishiya gets from cockwarming gives him energy to take things further, making sure to make fem!reader beg for his touch.

2024 words. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

“Pleaseee!”

It was Friday and you and your boyfriend, Chishiya, were enjoying a movie after a long work week. It was almost tradition at this point - a way to celebrate the weekend. As always, you wanted more than just a movie and cuddles, and although Chishiya wanted that too it simply wasn’t realistic.

“Not today, I’m exhausted,” Chishiya mumbled with half closed eyes. “We can do it tomorrow, I promise.”

Urgh, first tomorrow? You were needy right here and now, so the thought of waiting 12+ hours to feel your boyfriend’s body wasn’t a welcomed one.

“Pleaseee, I just need to feel you in me,” you begged, making sure to pout to really seal the deal. Chishiya didn’t like disappointing you, so he eventually caved in. Cockwarming didn’t sound half bad to him either, to be honest.

“… fine, but don’t expect anything else. I’m way too tired for this.”

Overjoyed, you immediately went to work on getting Chishiya hard. By this point you had worked it down to a science: a light hand on his thigh drawing small circles, kisses up and down his neck, and the occasionally dirty sentence whispered into his ear and boom: hard. The mere thought of what was to come was enough to cause a pool between your legs, your core aching to be filled.

With the movie still on in the background, you did all of the work and freed both you and Chishiya for your pants and underwear before sitting on his lap. As if he was a puzzle piece made for you, his cock slipped right in, stretching you to your limits and causing you both to simultaneously sigh as the sudden pleasure filled the both of you up.

It was in that position that you continued to watch the movie together, although neither of you could fully focus on the plot at this point. As you had promised, all you did was provide Chishiya’s length a warm spot to rest, your wet walls hugging him slightly while you enjoyed just feeling close to him. Even though you wanted more, you were also understanding that that simply wasn’t going to happen today.

Occasionally, your core would flutter around Chishiya, clinging harder onto his length and earning you a twitch in response. Each time the twitch managed to brush against your sweet spot, causing you to whimper softly.

Although you were more than content with this being the extent of your intimacy tonight, Chishiya seemed to have other plans, somehow gathering energy he didn’t know he had. Little by little his hands became livelier, moving around your body first softly but slowly turning more and more confident. It started innocently enough with faint trailing up and down your arms, caressing the soft and delicate skin. His hands then went for your thighs, grabbing the plumb tissue tightly and massaging them.

His hot breath, which was getting shallower and shallower, was tickling your neck, causing goosebumps to form all the way down your body. Carefully, his fingers trailed from your thigh and over your centre, hovering just above the sensitive bundle of nerves.

For what felt like ages, Chishiya kept his fingers floating just above your body, depriving you of the feeling you so desperately craved. You heard the sound of him licking his lips, indicating that he wanted it just as badly as you did.

“Please,” you whispered for the third time that night, turning your head so you could make eye contact.

It was impossible for him to deny you of what you so politely asked for when he looked into your big, lustful eyes. That being said, he also didn’t want you to get what you wanted so easily. Although he was drained from energy, he still wanted to play with you a bit.

“What will you do for it?” he smirked in a way that made your cunt tighten up around him.

“Anything” you whispered breathlessly, instinctively moving your hips to alleviate the pressure you felt in your core. Chishiya quickly grabbed hold of them and forced you to sit still on him.

“Not so fast. We’re in no rush.”

Much to your dismay, Chishiya put both of his hands back on your thighs. You knew this game very well and honestly; you were into it.

“I’ll do anything,” you repeated with a shaky breath.

Chishiya’s grin widened as he watched you fight against your body’s urges to stay still. Sure, this was hard for him too, but he also got too much of a kick out of watching you struggle to give into his own carnal desires just yet.

“Anything?” he hummed curiously while going through his seemingly endless options in his mind.

“Anything,” you mewled again. “I’ll do the dishes for a month, pack your lunch every day, handle all laundry, anything.”

A mischievous twinkle shined over Chishiya’s eyes at those words. However, even though getting out of chores for a while seemed great, he couldn’t let you go so easily. After a dramatically (and artificially) long thinking break, Chishiya spoke up again.

“I’ve decided,” he said slowly, his eyes scanning over your face and body to see your reaction. You looked so relieved, so happy that he would finally fulfill your wish. That expression quickly disappeared from your face at his next words: “I want you to sit still for me until I say otherwise.”

“What?!”

The look on your face was priceless: the furrowed brows, the flickering eyes searching for a sign that he was joking, and your pretty mouth stuck open as you realised he was serious.

“You heard me.” With strong but yet careful hands, Chishiya grabbed your chin and turned your eyes back to the screen. “Be a good girl and sit still. Enjoy the movie.”

Knowing you had no other choice than to play along, you focused your gaze on the movie once more, trying your best to ignore the feeling of Chishiya’s dick planted deep in your core. You weren’t very successful, your mind filled with the image of Chishiya finally fucking you, his hardness plowing in and out of you to reach your sweet spot.

You must have moved without intending to because you suddenly felt Chishiya’s hands on your thighs pinning you hard down against him until you were still. Once he was satisfied with your motionless-ness, his fingers began to wander up and down your thighs and hips, only making it even harder for you to obey his command of sitting still.

“God, you’re so wet,” he huskily whispered into your ear before kissing up and down your neck. “I can’t believe you want it so badly already. You’re such a good slut - no, you’re my good slut.”

Something about the way those demeaning words so easily slipped past his lips sent sparks through your entire body, instinctively causing you to tighten up around him again, earning you a low groan from Chishiya. His lips made contact with your neck again, sucking gently on the skin to mark you.

Slowly you felt Chishiya’s long fingers trail from your thighs to in between your legs, once more hovering just above your throbbing clit. This time, his fingers made contact with your body, finally giving you something. Without realising, you buckled your hips to increase the pressure, making Chishiya pull away just as quickly as he had touched you.

You cursed under your breath, upset that you let yourself go for even a second. Now you were back to square one with Chishiya’s hand strongly pushing you down to keep you still.

“I told you not to move,” he said while turning your head back around so he could look you in the eyes. “You want it, don’t you?” He waited for a nod before continuing. “Behave, then.”

Before you had a chance to retaliate, Chishiya had turned your face back towards the TV. His fingers slowly resumed trailing up and down your body but this time he almost painfully ignored your sweet spot, instead playing with your folds. With your arousal spilling everywhere and coating both of you fully, it was easy to dance over your sensitive skin. Every time Chishiya accidentally grazed over the base of his hardness, you felt a shaky breath tickling the back of your neck and his dick twitching inside of you in response, each time forcing you to use every ounce of control to not move.

It felt like ages before Chishiya’s fingers finally wandered back to your clit. This time he didn’t wait for long before gently touching down on it, enjoying the gasp that escaped your lips and the way you looked oh so concentrated on not fucking it up this time.

You managed to sit still as Chishiya carefully circled the aching bud, going round and round the sensitive bundles of nerves. Your whimpers were like music to his ears, egging him on and begging him to continue. Although your mind was screaming at you to move, to grind against Chishiya and feel his dick hit your G-spot over and over again, you behaved and stayed still as you didn’t want the process of earning it to start all over again.

“Mmm, you like that?” he smirked when he noticed the way your walls were starting to squeeze him. “God, you feel so good, you know that?”

You opened your mouth to reply but were silenced by a mewl as your vision went blurry and your core began pulsating ever so slightly. Finally, you managed to choke out: “Close.”

Your future, potential orgasm was in the hands of Chishiya, who was now left with the choice between being a prick (a role he loved very much) and feeling you come around his dick. It wasn’t that hard of a dilemma: he was just as desperate to fuck you as you were to be fucked. While his fingers kept up their circling, he also began thrusting into you from below. Due to the position they were quite shallow, sure, but the stimulation from his veiny length moving against your desperate walls sent you over the edge.

For a moment you could swear you went both deaf and blind as pure bliss overtook every single one of your senses. Not entirely aware of your surroundings at this point, you didn’t notice at first when Chishiya maneuvered your front down onto the couch and climbed up behind you, squeezing you down in between the cushions and him.

The next thing you knew were your senses once more being overpowered by the sensation of Chishiya repeatedly fucking into your soaked core, staining the couch with each pump by arousal spilling down your legs. All you could focus on what the way Chishiya’s dick repeatedly hit the spongy spot on your front wall mercilessly over and over again.

“Too much,” you whimpered, half muffled by the fact your face was pressed down against the couch cushions.

“Almost there, baby. A bit more,” he groaned shakily into your ear, his legs flexing as he too got close to the release that had been slowly and painfully building up for the past hour.

With a final grunt, Chishiya ploughed his dick deep inside of you to paint your interior white with his seed. His face burrowed itself in your hair, taking in your scent while he rode out his high and afterwards recovered from it.

You were both panting messes with sweat dripping down your foreheads and into your hair. Because your face had been stuffed down into the couch, your makeup was a mess and running everywhere, making you somewhat resemble a mix of a cute panda and a drowned sewer rat.

After giving you a small kiss on your cheek to ground you both, Chishiya sat up and drew you with him, pulling you close to him to rest for just a moment. For a few minutes you both just sat like that in silence with closed eyes and gradually stabilising breaths before he spoke again with a soft and sleepy voice, his lips grazing your temples with each word.

“Let’s just sleep on the couch. I’m exhausted.”

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chishiyasleftnut · 3 months

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Hi!

I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH!

Can I request a (funny) valentines day gone a bit wrong smut?

Hi there (｡♥‿♥｡) Happy (early) Valentine’s Day! I’ve learned that I really enjoy doing these seasonal fics haha, so thank you for suggesting it!

As for other requests: I am working on them! My semester has started and I’m still working on an exam from the last semester, so my schedule is PACKED. I will get to them, though!

Delayed Valentine's

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Warnings: Smut. Pairing: Chishiya x fem!reader.

Plot: Chishiya wants to surprise fem!reader with something special for Valentine’s Day, but his plans don’t go as expected.

2434 words. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

If there was one thing Chishiya didn’t have a lot of experience with, it was romance. Sure, he was a pretty good flirter, charming anyone he set his mind out to charm, but this was different; this was you. He had already ‘charmed’ you. You were his, through and through, and had been so consistently for a while now, long enough that he even dared to call it love.

Even though showing love was completely new territory for him, it didn’t mean that he didn’t try. No, Chishiya had decided to try very hard, and seeing as Valentine’s Day was coming up, the timing couldn’t be better.

He knew that he could go the easy route: buy some roses, put on some sensual music, and make a romantic dinner just for the two of you, but that was almost too easy. You had probably had other boyfriends in the past who did that, so he knew he had to up his game. Simple wasn’t good enough, not when it came to you.

After researching online, he came up with the perfect plan: a romantic getaway. Just you, him, beautiful scenery, and no responsibilities. From what he could gather online, this was something that women loved, so he was pretty sure you would too. Then the organisation began: booking tickets to Okinawa, finding a beautiful and luxurious hotel, researching good restaurants in the area, and calling your boss to convince them to let you take a few days off. Luckily, it all went smoothly. The day prior he packed both of your bags with all the necessities and a few gifts. This would be great, he thought.

You didn’t learn of the plan until the night before and even then, he kept it annoyingly vague. You walked into your shared apartment wrapped in various winter garments to keep you warm in the cold, Tokyo February weather. Chishiya greeted you at the entrance, leaned against the wall.

“We’re going somewhere tomorrow.”

“What, after work?” you asked sounding both surprised and happy. You were well aware that tomorrow was Valentines Day but didn’t expect Chishiya to remember (or care).

“No,” he said with a smirk. “You’re not going to work. We’re going to the airport at 7am.”

You were just about to argue - you couldn’t just skip work, what was he thinking? - when he pulled you closer, his lips grazing your forehead.

“I have sorted everything out, don’t worry,” he whispered. “Just trust me.”

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7am the next morning you were hauled into a taxi, still half asleep while Chishiya and the taxi driver loaded the trunk with your luggage. For the entire drive, Chishiya sat beside you with an arm around you, kissing your temple and whispering into your ear about how he was going to spoil you for the entire trip.

To your surprise, Chishiya was likewise as cuddly the entire way through airport security, despite him otherwise seldomly participating in PDA. His hand rarely left your waist, only letting you go to pass through the metal detector and immediately touching you again once he joined you on the other side.

Due to Chishiya’s perfectionism, you had plenty of time to peruse the various airport stores before it was time to board the plane, looking at everything from perfumes to tacky souvenirs. Every time you tried to make a purchase, Chishiya would pull out his credit card before you even had a chance to pay yourself. He was taking Valentine’s Day seriously, it seemed, but you obviously weren’t complaining. It was nice being pampered.

Having finished your shopping, Chishiya led you to a nearby flight board to check what gate you had to proceed to.

“Ah fuck,” you heard him mumble. Curiously you followed his line of sight and noticed the big, red letters saying DELAYED displayed next to your flight number.

“That’s okay,” you quickly said to calm Chishiya down. “It’s probably just a little bit late.”

Oh boy were you wrong.

10 minutes turned into 30, which before you knew it had turned into 4 hours spent on uncomfortable metal airport seats. Chishiya looked particularly tense, his leg anxiously bouncing, and his jaw clenched - perhaps because his well-throughout plan was crumbling before his eyes and he wasn’t entirely sure how to remedy the situation.

This was definitely not how either of you wanted to spend Valentine’s Day. The day was supposed to be spent at a beach resort with a fruity drink in hand, not at Haneda Airport’s terminal 1. But here you were, facing two choices: either you went home and cancelled the rather expensive trip, or you stayed waiting at the gate for God knows how long.

It was clear to you that it was those two choices that Chishiya was internally trying to make sense of. If you left now, he could drive you to a spa somewhere and then maybe get you dinner after. That wouldn’t be a bad plan, but it would mean wasting a ton of money on non-refundable plane tickets and hotel reservations.

Chishiya groaned and leaned back on the uncomfortable chair. He rarely outwardly showed displeasure like that, but you couldn’t blame him. With his hand in yours, you began drawing circles on his palm with your thumb. The contact seemed to calm him down somewhat, his leg slowly quieting down and his jaw unclenching.

“It could be worse, you know?” you said softly, trying to make him feel better.

“How could it possibly be worse?” he sighed with closed eyes.

“I don’t know... Godzilla could be wrecking the airport? I could be pregnant? A lot of things could make it worse!”

Chishiya slowly opened his eyes to look at you like you were insane.

“Ah yes, the well-known, very realistic situation of a giant, radioactive lizard ruining our Valentine’s Day plans.” he said dryly. “As for the pregnancy thing: don’t even say it. You’ll jinx it and we’ll be stuck changing diapers for the next few years.”

His tone shut you up immediately. Normally he would at least chuckle a bit at your nonsensical words, but it didn’t seem like he had the spoons for humour right now. Unsure what else to do, you continued to draw circles on his palm until he closed his eyes again.

You felt bad knowing that he had tried so hard to make you feel loved, just for everything to go wrong. At this point you didn’t even care about the trip to Okinawa, you just wanted him to feel as happy as he had intended to make you feel. The least you could do was make him relax a bit. And that’s when you had a lightbulb moment, causing you to lean in closer to him, your breath tickling his skin as you whispered.

“Let’s go to the bathroom.”

The blonde turned to look at you. Although he knew what your intentions were, he was still confused as to why you were suddenly in the mood for public sex. Surely failed plans wouldn’t get you in the mood.

“Come on,” you repeated with a smile, standing up and pulling Chishiya with you towards the nearest accessible bathroom.

Once inside, you locked the door and turned to look at Chishiya who still looked quite confused albeit now also a tad amused.

“May I ask why you’ve pulled me into a handicap stall?” he asked with a raised eyebrow and the faintest smile on his lips.

“Well 1) I’m terribly bored,” you laughed, causing Chishiya’s grin to widen too. “And 2) I can see how tense you are about this entire thing not going as you envisioned. I just want to tell you that it’s okay. I appreciate the sentiment.”

“Is that so?”

“Mm,” you hummed and nodded. “It was very sweet of you to plan all of this. So, thank you.”

With two confident steps, you walked closer to your boyfriend and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling yourself in close to him. Without even thinking, Chishiya’s hands found their way around your waist, squeezing you slightly.

“Let’s just forget about the plane for a minute and celebrate Valentine’s Day anyway. What do you say?”

Chishiya didn’t respond with words, but the smile on his lips as he leaned in to close the small gap between you told you all you had to know: he was finally relaxing.

Your lips met in an at first tender kiss, completely transporting the both of you to another universe - one that wasn’t an ambiguously clean airport bathroom. The only thing you felt was Chishiya’s soft lips on yours and his strong hands squeezing around your waist. Your lips parted, begging for Chishiya to explore you fully which he did.

All you could feel, hear, smell, and taste was him as he took over every single one of your senses. He backed you towards the wall, pressing you up against it with his own body. His hands moved from your waist to roam around your body, going up and down the natural valleys of your curves and traversing every inch of you.

With his body pressed up against yours you couldn’t help but feel his hardening length prodding your abdomen, only getting harder and harder the more skin his hands covered. Swiftly, he hiked up your skirt and slid his hand down your underwear causing you to gasp at the sudden sensation.

Your arms tightened around his neck as Chishiya began circling your clit, making you wetter and wetter with each orbit. Instinctively, you felt him grind up against your body to provide any sort of relief from the uncomfortably tight tent that was forming in his pants.

Unwilling to wait longer than he had to, Chishiya quickly pulled down your underwear, letting them slide down your body until they reached the floor where you stepped out of them. With full access to you, he likewise as rapidly dropped his own pants to the floor, pulled one of your legs up around his waist, and teasingly ran his tip up and down your wet folds, coating both him and you in your arousal.

“You’re already so wet for me” he murmured smugly, satisfied with your bodily response to his touch. His words sent fire straight to your core, making you whimper for his touch.

“Please” you whispered breathlessly into his ear, pleading to feel him fully.

Chishiya didn’t waste even a second before he sunk his fat tip into your entrance, pushing his entirety into you until he bottomed out and pressed up against your cervix. His body twitched and his breath turned shaky as he got used to the feeling of your tight, wet walls hugging him, simultaneously begging him to stay right where he was and to begin fucking you.

And he did just that. With rhythmic movements he repeatedly thrusted in and out of you, sending both of you to heaven with every plunge his dick made into your wet core. The sounds of your moans and whimpers echoed through the tiled walls of the bathroom, the only other sound being that of skin hitting skin.

With your fingers intertwined in his blonde locks, and his fingertips strongly digging into the fat on your hips, you immediately became one with one-another, transforming into a single being whose only purpose in life was pleasure - and it was certainly succeeding at that task.

“I want to see that pretty ass of yours” Chishiya growled into your ear before pulling out of you and leaving you feeling terribly empty.

The emptiness didn’t last long, though. Chishiya swiftly spun you around and lead you towards the sink, pushing your upper body over the cold porcelain.

With both hands firmly on the sink to stabilise you, you made eye contact with Chishiya in the mirror as he lined himself up at your entrance and immediately pushed in, fucking into you so good that your vision went blurry. The pleasure made it so that you didn’t even notice that he leaned down over you, positioning his mouth right next to your ear.

“God, I love you,” he half whispered, half groaned.

You wanted to reply, to tell him ‘I love you’ back, but nothing intelligible came out of your mouth. Chishiya, as always, found both humour and pride in the condition you were in.

“Mm, what’s that darling?” he purred smugly. “Use your words.”

“L-love you t-t-too” you finally stammered out.

“Good girl.”

Chishiya fully stood up again allowing for deeper thrusts, effectively hitting your cervix each time. It was the perfect mix of pain and pleasure, making you crave more in the moment despite knowing you’ll regret the roughness later.

“Mmph, m’close,” you mewled as your core tightened around Chishiya. “Don’t stop.”

Before you knew it, one of Chishiya’s hand has snaked from your hip and down in between your legs, aiding along the rapidly approaching orgasm by playing with the needy bud.

You came hard; so hard that Chishiya had to cover your mouth with his free hand to not attract unwanted attention from the rest of the airport. Chishiya came not long after, his hips stuttering until he half-collapsed down over you as he spurted his seed deep into you, his shaky breath dancing against your sweaty skin.

For a moment you both stayed in that position, too fucked out to do anything else. Chishiya was the first to come out of the trance-like state, kissing you on the cheek to awake you too before he stood up and got dressed again. You followed suit shortly after, putting on your still damp underwear to cover your core, which was dripping with both of your arousal.

With his hand around your waist, Chishiya led you back out to the waiting section by your gate. There, you were both greeted by a welcomed sight.

“Seems like boarding is in 10 minutes,” Chishiya commented casually as if he hadn’t spent the last 4 or so hours on stressing about the delayed flight. Perhaps the sex had helped to calm his nerves a bit.

“Thank God,” you exclaimed with a chuckle before sitting down and going through your bags to find your passport and boarding pass. “We’ve waited ages.”

Chishiya chuckled too, happy that you didn’t seem to mind too much that his otherwise lovely Valentine’s Day plan hadn’t worked out as he envisioned it. He helped you find the documents, holding the both of yours in his hands. To show his gratitude for your carefree approach to the entire situation, he gently placed a kiss on the forehead before whispering.

“You’re going to love the hotel.”

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chishiyasleftnut · 3 months

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Could you do something about chishiya eating a fem reader out please?

Summary: Chishiya wanted you to try something new.

Genre: Smut !!

Pairing: Chishiya x afab!reader

Warnings: munch!chishiya, face riding, fingering, (lmk if there's any others <3)

Word count: 904

"If I'm going to die in this world, it will be on my own terms." Chishiya whispered in your ear.

You were both on the bed, laid out on your sides facing eachother. His fingers rubbed against your thigh as your noses touched, and his words tried to make sense in your mind.

"How are you planning to go out then, Chishiya?" You asked, your hand going through his hair as your fingers tangled in his blonde locs.

"Between your thighs, suffocating as you use my face for your own pleasure." He admitted, his eyes locked on your lips before going to your eyes, "If you'll let me." He continued, but this time in a mere whisper.

Your eyes widened in surprise. You weren't exactly sure what you were expecting but it wasn't that. "You want me to.. sit on your face?" You whispered, your face slowly relaxing at the thought of cumming with just his tongue.

"That is what I said." He replied, his hand that continued to rub your thigh slowly moving upwards.

You bit your bottom lip, looking down then back up to his face before nodding. "Okay." You agreed.

He smirked as he shifted to lay on his back, looking down to watch you take off your bikini bottoms and crawling over to straddle his legs.

You used your knees to move yourself up his body, you stopped at his waist to move your head down to his.

"You sure about this?" You asked, kissing down his jaw, then to his neck, suckling lightly to create light bruising.

"Yeah." He mumbled, watching your face as you slowly picked your upper body up to move closer to his face.

Once your cunt was hovering over his face, he wrapped his arms around your thighs, his eyes gazing at your glistening cunt. Surprised at how wet you were already. His eyes moved to your face, watching as you hesitated for a second but you finally looked up to the ceiling to lower your body down to his lips.

You gasped at the feeling of his tongue licking a stripe up between your folds. His eyes closed, savoring the taste of you. Chishiya's tongue explored what you gave him, slowly wrapping his lips around your clit to suckle on it.

You gripped onto the headboard until your knuckles turned white, trying to stabilize yourself.

Chishiya was quickly enjoying himself. He wasn't one to desire things, he simply just took what he wanted. But this, this was something he had been thinking about. Being below you, completely at your mercy.

"Shit." You gasped, jumping at the sudden feeling of the way he used his tongue to explore you, and hearing moans of his own slip.

His mouth opened to slide his tongue inside of you, opening his eyes to watch as you reacted to him. He lifted his hips bucking into imaginary friction as he paid every ounce of his attention on you. Of course, this was about you. But he was as hard as he could get.

You looked down at the Cheshire man below you, your eyes locking as he lapped at your cunt, not holding back his obvious craving of your cum.

He hummed with your clit in his mouth, snaking his right hand between your thighs and stuffing two of his fingers deep inside of you. He didn't keep it slow with his movements, as he thrusted them in and out of you.

He watched as you got lost in the pleasure, he could tell by the way you slowly relaxed your body, putting more weight onto him. But he could also feel the way your thighs tensed around his head.

At the perfect moment, he curled his fingers inside of you to reach the gummy spot trapped between your walls. Watching as the band inside you snapped and reached your peak in ecstasy.

"Fuck! Oh God, I'm gonna--!" You whimpered, your body arching backwards as you subconsciously grinded against his mouth.

He quickly removed his fingers to lap up anything you offered him, moaning at the taste of you.

As he helped you come down from your high, it quickly became all too much. Your clit was far too sensitive the way he sucked on it with no remorse.

"Okay-- Shit. Too much. 'Shiya!" You moaned and gasped as you tried to pry your body away from him.

"One more," Chishiya pleaded. "Please, y/n. I'll make you feel good." He begged through soft whimpers.

You whined at his words, but once he felt you continue to pull away he let go, watching as you fell backwards and onto the mattress.

He moved his body to put his head next to yours, "Sorry," He whispered against your ear.

He didn't want to hurt you, his mind was just hazy and unable to think properly. But, god, you tasted so good on his tongue.

"It's fine," You mumbled, "You did good, 'Shiya.." You whispered, eyes closed as you sank yourself into the mattress.

He sighed as you praised him, taking his arm to try and wipe you off his chin, but not before trying to gather it on his own tongue.

He turned his body to lay beside you, staring up at the ceiling and resting his arms on his stomach. A wide grin on his face as he thought about the next time you would let him do this.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

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chishiyasleftnut · 3 months

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Hello \(★ω★)/ Ever since I wrote the virgin-fem!reader fic, I’ve toyed with the idea of a virgin!Chishiya fic. So, this is that fic haha. I hope you’ll enjoy it :)

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🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Warnings: Smut. Pairing: Virgin!Chishiya x Experienced-fem!reader.

Plot: Virgin!Chishiya had recently become curious about sex - does it really live up to the hype? With the help of fem!reader, Chishiya explores this aspect of life.

2775 words. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

25 and a virgin. Although it wasn’t the life most young men wanted, Chishiya really didn’t care that much. It was hard for him to even understand the point of sex - let alone casual sex. Why would people spend so much time on it without the intent to procreate? It didn’t make sense for him, so he didn’t partake it in.

You, however, were different. Known as the school slut, your and Chishiya’s lives couldn’t be more different. It was well known that you ran through people as if they were disposable, viewing everyone like they were sex toys meant for your pleasure only. He wasn’t judging or looking down on you, instead he found your dissimilarity interesting. He couldn’t help but be curious about your way of life. Was sex really that fun? Of course, he knew it felt good, but surely it couldn’t be worth all that time and effort.

If anyone knew anything about sex, it was you. It was therefore only logical that you were the person he approached with this newly piqued interest of his. It was surprisingly easy to get you to agree. He suspected as much considering your reputation, but still, he was pleasantly surprised that you seemed to have absolutely no reservations about sleeping with him.

He did leave out forget to say that he was a virgin. It shouldn’t matter, he thought. You had no reason to know this. He couldn’t see how it would interfere with anything.

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3 days later, on the Saturday you agreed to, it was finally time.

To prepare for this new endeavour, he had spent an awful amount of time reading books, watching movies, and observing people. Interpersonal relationships didn’t come natural to him, although he always pretended it did. Instead, he got all his smooth talk from mirroring others, putting on a character suited to their liking to charm them into getting what he wanted. If he didn’t imitate someone else, talking to Chishiya would be like talking to a cold wall - no emotion visible. This wasn’t very beneficial for him, so instead he frequently dedicated time to study what was considered ‘normal’ or even ‘cool’.

Because of this studying, he wasn’t nervous. Of course, he wasn’t, he knew enough about female anatomy to do this. There was nothing to be nervous about, surely he was a sex god in disguise. It couldn’t be that hard.

Although his apartment was always clean, he had spent extra time today to straighten everything out. The pillows on the couch were perfectly placed, the bathroom sparkling clean, and the bed made more flawlessly than was expected in the military. Was it necessary to clean this much? Probably not but, honestly, he couldn’t find much information on what was or wasn’t expected of him regarding this.

Just as he had begun overthinking his decision to make his apartment spotless (perhaps it was too clinical to be ‘sexy’ after all?), the doorbell rang. It was time and he was prepared. Chishiya stepped into character and nonchalantly opened the door, immediately making eye contact with you. He opened his mouth to speak, eager to charm you with his words, but were interrupted by you.

“Hey!” you greeted cheerfully before pushing past him and moving into his apartment, leaving Chishiya slightly stunned at how at home you apparently felt. He didn’t even get a chance to greet you back before you had moved deeper into his place.

He watched you as you looked around his home, noting how you touched everything. Was that normal? Did women touch things? Should he have put out more things for you to touch? No, that's absurd, you didn’t need enrichment to get horny.

“So,” you said while throwing yourself down on his couch, messing up the pillows he so meticulously had placed. “Aren’t you supposed to offer me a drink or something?”

A drink? Oh yes, he remembered always being offered something to drink when he visited family members as a kid. That must be the conventional thing to do.

“Sure, what do you want?” he asked with a smirk, leaning against the doorframe to the living room in a way that radiated confidence.

You hummed for a bit, taking this question more seriously than he thought was normal. Wasn’t it standard practice to just say water?

“Do you have beer?” you finally asked, causing him to stiffen up a bit. That was not part of the manuscript he had made in his mind.

“I don’t drink,” he admitted plainly. “I have water or juice.”

For a second, he saw how disappointment clouded your face, making him fear that he had somehow ruined the vibe by something as stupid as not having beer. He was being a bad host, wasn’t he? God, he should have been more prepared.

“Water is fine then,” you finally said, smiling again as if it didn’t matter at all.

As a good host (or at least a decent one), Chishiya moved to the kitchen to prepare two glasses of cold water, which he then brought back into the living room, placing them on the coffee table and sitting down next to you.

For the first time ever, Chishiya was up close with a woman in a private, personal setting. Although he had studied for this moment, it was somewhat nerve wracking to finally put his preparation into practice. This whole social dance was why he was a virgin to begin with - he hadn’t wanted to bother with it until now, where curiosity finally got the best of him.

Copying what he had seen in movies, Chishiya stretched his arms and put one around your shoulders, pulling you in closer to him. You acted according to the script, resting your head against his body. So far so good. What was next? Ah yes, kissing. He could do that.

As if he had done this more times than he could count, Chishiya leaned in towards you and pressed his lips to yours. Luckily, you responded well, kissing him back. Following the mental step by step guide he had created, Chishiya’s tongue gilded against your soft, plump lower lip, asking for entry, which you granted by parting your lips, and allowing him to explore your mouth.

While most guys would probably be in heaven over this situation (kissing a beautiful girl was supposedly quite the feat), Chishiya was more focused on the mechanics of turning you on. It wasn’t that it didn’t feel nice, but kissing wasn’t the end goal after all. If it was up to him you would skip past this point entirely and go straight to the main act, but he knew that that wasn’t how the female body worked.

The kiss heated up, prompting Chishiya to change your position to a horizontal one, pressing you down on the firm couch. You looked beautiful like that; your hair laid out on the couch and your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him tightly against your body. His lips explored your neck, his hot breath heating up your cold skin as he planted kisses all the way from your jaw to your collarbone.

“Do you want to take this into the bedroom?” he whispered into your ear. “The bed is more comfortable.”

You had no intend to refuse his suggestion and followed him into the bedroom, resuming the make-out session once you were on the mattress.

Chishiya’s hands went all over your body, caressing your soft skin and sending a fluttering feeling of butterflies all throughout your body. Slowly, he undressed you, carefully taking off your clothes as if you were a nicely wrapped present. With your body now exposed, Chishiya pulled back for a moment to look at you and for the first time he felt what he could only assume was ‘desire’ for another human. His body, too, reacted to the view and he suddenly felt that his jeans were all too tight around his crotch.

However, he knew he couldn’t just go all the way yet, even if that was what he wanted the most. With what he tried to be steady hands, Chishiya caressed your inner thighs, avoiding the area you wanted him to touch the most. To you it seemed like deliberate teasing but to him it was a way to buy time. Sure, it wasn’t the first time he had seen female genitals, he had encountered plenty through his medicine studies already, but this time he wasn’t just supposed to examine it - he was supposed to make you feel good.

Finally taking the leap, Chishiya moved his hand from your thigh, over your vulva, until it landed on your clit. You let out a small whimper, letting him know that he at least was touching the right area. Okay, now he just had to follow the advice he read online… What was it now? Pressing? That seemed right, so he did just that, pressing down hard on the sensitive area.

He knew he had fucked up when your hips moved dramatically to one side to get away from his touch.

“Ah! Stop it isn’t a fucking button you slam” you complained with furrowed brows, not impressed with his technique.

Chishiya froze for a second, mortified that he did it wrong but quickly covering it up to seem casual again. “Sorry,” he mumbled as a reply. Okay, pressing clearly didn’t work. Chishiya racked his brain for other approaches. Perhaps he should just avoid the clit, it seemed way too sensitive anyway.

To try something else, Chishiya stiffly inserted two fingers into you, perhaps a bit more forcefully than he intended to. Immediately your hands went down to grab his and force them away from her body.

“I’m starting to think you don’t know what you’re doing.”

“Of course I do,” Chishiya scoffed. It was only a half lie - he did know the theory behind making a woman feel good, it was just the practical side that was lacking. To prove his point, Chishiya went back to your clit, rubbing it hard and causing you to hiss and once more grab his hand.

“Okay stop, that hurts,” you snapped, sounding rather displeased. “Are you a virgin or something?”

Chishiya didn’t respond but kept eye contact with you, his gaze almost piercing yours. He wasn’t sure what to reply to that. Should he lie and say no? You probably wouldn’t believe him even if he did. Oh God, what had he gotten himself into?

Your face softened at his hesitation. “It’s fine if you are, you know?” you said gently. “If anything, I’m honestly a bit flattered.”

“Flattered?” he asked, perplexed at how you had managed to turn this situation into something positive.

“Yeah, flattered. I don’t know, it’s cool that you asked me to be your first. I feel special,” you half-joked to lighten the mood. “Okay, why don’t we start from the beginning. First of all, don’t push my clit like it’s a panic button. It doesn’t feel good.”

With a gentle hand, you took his again and lead his fingers back to your body, where you showed him exactly what pressure you preferred.

“Just like this. No more, no less,” you explained, noting how seriously Chishiya seemed to be taking this little lesson. “And then move in circles.”

Chishiya did just that, moving his fingers in small circles while making sure to keep the pressure even to what you showed him. Almost immediately he noticed how your body reacted much differently to his touch this time. Your chest was rising and falling steadily, your face relaxing, and your knees falling apart.

Slowly, you let go of his hand and closed your eyes, allowing Chishiya to take control of your body. He was a good student, carefully following your directions to the T. It was actually kinda fun watching you squirm under his touch, your body instinctively reacting to every orbit his fingers made around the little knob. He could see why people enjoyed this: it was fun having control over another person’s pleasure.

Now knowing that he had to be gentler than he first assumed, Chishiya glided his fingers from your clit and down into your wet folds, his fingers moving over your needy entrance a few times before he finally pushed them in. The gasp you made made his already hard dick feel even more constricted in his pants.He tried his best to ignore the tight sensation, instead focusing on moving his fingers in a way that produced the best reactions from you.

Eventually, however, he was unable to handle it anymore. Chishiya undressed and freed his hardness from its prison, exhaling with relief. He felt your eyes on his body, examining his slim physique and finally landing on his dick. When he finally looked back at you, your eyes locked together. For a moment it felt like time stood still. Was this really happening? He had never thought he would be in this situation but surprisingly enough, he was glad that he was.

“Come on,” you said invitingly and wiggled your body. “I don’t have all day.”

Your words snapped Chishiya out of his thoughts. He sprang into action, picking up a condom from the nightstand and rolling it onto himself. With no further delay, he leaned himself back down over you and lined his length up at your entrance. With his bodily urges running his patience thin, he pushed into you and gasped at the new sensation.

He finally understood it; the books, movies, songs, poetry; the paragraphs after paragraphs of poetic descriptions of pleasure and satisfaction… It all made sense, and it was every bit as good as they made it seem.

Seeking further carnal gratification, Chishiya thrusted himself in and out of you, savouring your moans and whimpers. Lacking the ability to control his urges, his body’s movements were sporadic and all over the place, both his pace and force irregular.

“Keep a steady rhythm,” you whispered softly as feedback. “Something you can keep doing for a while.”

He nodded and tried to apply your advice, slowly finding a pattern that seemed to work well for the both of you. He tried to be silent, he really did, but once he felt your walls tightening up around him, he couldn’t help but groan shakily, completely enthralled by your body and its reactions.

“Fuck I’m… I’m close.” he moaned as his thrusts became sloppy once again.

“No,” you said while hugging him tightly to you. “Don’t stop.”

This was a losing battle and Chishiya knew that. In a desperate attempt to not completely disappoint you, Chishiya began frantically stimulating your clit again, his movements much rougher than they were earlier. Despite this, it seemed to be working. Your ‘no’ quickly turned into many ‘yes’es, your walls tightening further around him until - snap.

You were abruptly reduced to a moaning mess, your nails digging into his back and your core contracting around his dick until he couldn’t keep it back anymore either. With a final, stuttering thrust, Chishiya emptied himself in you, the both of you enjoying the high in each other’s arms.

Chishiya could swear that the world went black for a second; that reality had ceased to exist and that the two of you existed in some weird vacuum. He didn’t wake up from this state until he felt your lips press against his cheek.

“Are you okay?” you asked softly. He could hear the smile on your lips reflected in your tone which was surprisingly calming.

Chishiya rolled off you, laying on his back and looking up at the ceiling. Although he would never admit it, he was struggling to take all of this in while also externally appearing calm and unbothered - hence the lack of eye contact.

“Yeah, I’m good. You?”

You chuckled and moved closer to him, resting a hand on his chest to calm him down.

“You did good,” you praised. “We should do this again.”

“Again?” he turned his head to look at you, surprised that you wanted to do it again with him. From the rumours about you, you didn’t seem like the person to repeat a sex partner.

You hummed and nodded, kissing his jaw. “I have more to teach you.”

“Is that so?” he asked with a raised eyebrow, his trademark smirk creeping back up on his face.

“So much. It’ll be fun” you laughed.

Although his exterior didn’t particularly show it, he was internally very happy that he approached you with this. He was wrong: sex wasn’t as overhyped as he thought. He finally got it, and he couldn’t wait to explore this area of life more.

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chishiyasleftnut · 3 months

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Would you write the meeting room P2? please!!!!

Hi! I’m so sorry I avoided this request for this long, but the thought of rereading my first fic made me want to scream haha. I did it, found lots of things I could improve, and somehow survived without cringing to death. This is the product of that. I hope you’ll enjoy it! (✯◡✯)

This is the continuation of The Meeting Room. If there is any interest, then I am more than open to continuing this series!

The Hotel Room

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Warnings: Smut. Pairing: Chishiya x fem!reader

Plot: Unable to forget what happened in the meeting room, fem!reader seeks out Chishiya again.

3201 words. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

It had been a week since any words were exchanged between you and Chishiya. Of course, you couldn’t completely ignore the man - he was an important fellow member of the Beach’s executives. But that didn’t mean you had to speak with him.

The lack of conversation, however, didn’t mean that he wasn’t constantly on your mind, because he was. No matter what you were doing, the thought of Chishiya’s strong hands roaming around your body always crept up on you. It didn’t matter if you were in a meeting, at a game, partying, or even trying to sleep. He was always there in your mind - making you go crazy.

One day you had enough. You could only push away the thought of him so many times before you cracked. That’s at least how you decided to justify your next move.

At 11pm, the day after a game night, you left your comfortable bed to walk the cold corridors of the Beach. The sound of your heels echoed through the hollow halls that were, luckily, completely empty. Everyone always tended to gather around the pool or at the event hall that was made into a makeshift club - rarely were anyone leisuring around in the hallways. You were therefore alone, with no witnesses, as you made your way to Chishiya’s room.

With a forceful hand, you knocked hard on the door. You heard the sound of a lock unlocking before the door opened before you. You were met by Chishiya’s face that you for a second could have sworn looked annoyed at being disturbed - a facial expression you had never seen before. You didn’t even know that Chishiya had facial expressions in plural. All you ever saw was the definition of smugness.

Said smugness quickly returned to his face once he saw who was on the other side of the door. He opened the door further and leaned against the doorframe.

“That took you long enough,” he said with a smirk. “Couldn’t fight it any longer?”

You groaned but nonetheless pushed past Chishiya to enter his room. Right now, you weren’t in the mood for cocky remarks, although you knew it was impossible to converse with Chishiya without lending ear to plenty of arrogant comments.

“No, I was just bored,” you lied, trying to sound unconcerned. You were not about to admit just how much Chishiya had taken over your mind this past week.

Chishiya chuckled before closing the door, locking it behind him. He leaned up against it and watched you with analytical eyes, scanning your face and body as you looked around his awfully clean room.

“I could think of a way to entertain you,” he crowed, taking a few steps towards you.

A part of you wanted to shut him down, to leave the room before anything further happened. But another part of you was so desperately longing for his touch that you couldn’t bear the thought of going any longer without him. How did this even happen? What made you change your mind about Chishiya?

The well-known (and well-hated) smirk crept back up on Chishiya’s face at your silence. It was clear that he was enjoying watching your internal conflict, relishing in the fact that he had so much power over you.

“What do you say?” he asked lowly.

You didn’t respond with words. No, instead you completely surprised yourself - and Chishiya - by crashing your lips into his, forcing your bodies close together. After a moment of complete shock, Chishiya’s lips moved forcefully against yours as he pushed you backwards towards the wall. With your back now fully pressed up against the cold plaster, Chishiya’s hands began moving freely over your scantily clad body.

Unlike the first time you did this, Chishiya was everything but careful with his touch. He squeezed, pulled, and explored exactly as he wanted, growing more and more confident with each second. You wanted this and he knew that. He therefore wasted no time, untying your bikini top and letting it fall to the floor.

Chishiya broke the kiss, suddenly leaving your mouth empty and cold, to admire your body. Both of his hands moved up your body to cup your breasts, squeezing perhaps a bit harder than he intended to, causing you to hiss.

“Knock it off! They’re not stress balls, you know.” you complained through gritted teeth.

Although he was grinning at your reaction, Chishiya nonetheless loosened his grip on your breasts, and moved his hands to your waist instead.

“Sorry, princess” he chuckled, clearly having a lot of fun with you right now.

“Don’t call me that!” you groaned. The last thing you wanted was to be Chishiya’s ‘princess’. That’s at least what you told yourself.

You wanted to yell more, to tell him off for even considering using a pet name with you, but no words came out the second you felt Chishiya’s lips connect with your body. They voyaged all over, leaving your body covered in warm kisses from your cheek to your shoulder and down your chest, until they finally stopped their journey at your nipple. Chishiya licked the sensitive area, swirling his tongue round and round, and in the process causing a pool to form between your legs.

Before you knew it, the licks had turned into sucks, his mouth leaving hickeys all over the skin of your breasts. God, it felt good, so good that you could…

“Hey, wait! Don’t do that!” you suddenly exclaimed when it dawned on you that hickeys were anything but discrete and hence not suitable for the secret nature of your affair. Chishiya chuckled against your now wet skin, the air from his breath tickling your nerves.

“It’s fine, your bikini will cover it.”

You looked down at the slowly appearing marks and sure enough, they were placed strategically, completely within the bounds of where your top would be. You couldn’t help but be somewhat impressed with how well-throughout Chishiya managed to make an unprepared hookup. Noticing your lack of response, Chishiya grinned and got down on his knees in front of you.

“But fine, I’ll stop.”

With both of his pointer fingers hooked under the seam of your bikini bottoms, he slowly pulled them down, revealing your body in its entirely. His eyes were hungrily locked on your centre, noticing (and very much enjoying) the drops of arousal creating a thin string connecting your body and the underwear. Feeling somewhat insecure with the way he was so blatantly staring at you, you decided to open your mouth again to draw attention away from your body.

“I hate you, you know that, right?” you said defiantly. Chishiya’s eyes darted up to yours. He looked almost… satisfied with your remark?

“Then why did you come back?” he asked smugly before meticulously licking up the traces of your arousal, causing your knees to buckle at the sudden stimulation.

What could you even reply to that? ‘You gave me the best orgasm I’ve had in months’? Even if it was true, you absolutely could not tell him that. It would only inflate his already huge ego even more, something which you were not ready to handle. So instead, you stayed quiet - or well, you weren’t exactly quiet, but you weren’t speaking either. Would moaning also heighten his superiority complex? Probably, but you weren’t able to keep them in, so moaned you did.

In hindsight, you should probably have suspected just how good Chishiya was at given head considering how he managed to rock your world with just his fingers a week prior. But still, you were surprisingly amazed at just how adept he was with his tongue, licking up and down your folds before finally settling on the needy bud, perfectly circling around it. Unable to fully control your movements, your right hand grabbed ahold of his blonde locks while your left hand painfully slapped into the wall behind you.

“Fuck, Chishiya.” you accidentally whimpered before covering your own mouth.

Of course, it was all too late. Chishiya had already heard it, and telling by the way his cheeks raised, a smug smirk somehow appearing despite his tongue never moving, he was taking it as a personal win. With one hand, he hooked your leg over his shoulder, giving him even more access to your core. Using this opportunity, he dived his tongue straight into you, tasting you fully before attacking your clit again.

The room was entirely filled with perverted sounds: Licking, sucking, and moaning from the both of you, as Chishiya worked to get you over the edge. Or at least, that’s what you thought until you were right there, on the peak and…

“Get on the bed.” Chishiya said after pulling his mouth away from your body. You were in shock, frozen on the spot as you tried to make sense of his actions. Did he not notice the way you were pulling his hair? The way your entire body was tightening up, begging for release?

“But I-” you started before getting interrupted.

“I know. I’m not leaving you hanging, just get on the bed.”

Not wanting to argue with him - at least not until you got what you came for - you walked with wobbly legs over to the bed, sitting down on it. Chishiya unzipped his hoodie, finally giving you a chance to see his body. Your eyes were glued to his torso, examining every muscle on his lean body. Was it rude to look? You weren’t sure, but it was not possible to look away, instead daydreaming of what he hid underneath those bathing shorts.

His next words came as a bucket of cold water, throwing you well out of your little fantasy.

“You brought a condom, right?” he asked while neatly folding the hoodie and plopping it on the ground.

Ah, that’s right. A condom. The thing that cut your endeavours short last time.

“No,” you admitted softly before standing up and walking towards your discarded bathing suit. “But I can go get one.”

Noticing your eagerness, Chishiya couldn’t help but snicker and push you back on the bed, making your body bounce softly on the mattress.

“I got one. I just wanted to see how badly you wanted me.” he said arrogantly in the same way that always pissed you off.

You were just about to cuss him out when it finally happened. His shorts dropped to the ground exposing the secret treasure hidden below. Your eyes journeyed down the happy trail until you finally saw him in his entirety, your gaze transfixed on his hardness. You had seen a dick before, plenty of times actually, so you weren’t entirely sure why you were so enchanted by his. But here you were, blatantly staring like you just saw the Loch Ness monster.

Of course, Chishiya noticed this. It was hard not to with the way your eyes were locked to his body, your mouth slightly agape in anticipation. It wasn’t until Chishiya moved towards you that you got thrown out of your trance like state.

“I take it that you like what you see?” he hummed haughtily, standing right in front of you. God, it was so close to you, mere centimetres away from you. Oh fuck, you were staring again, weren’t you?

“Sh-shut up” you mumbled all flustered, your words getting tangled up in your tongue. A blush was creeping up on your skin, turning it a nice, pale shade of pink.

Although a part of him wanted to tease you more, to savour the physical effect he had on you, he also couldn’t ignore the way his dick was throbbing for you. He was, after all, just a man. With surprisingly gentle hands, he pushed you backwards onto the mattress and centred you on the bed before climbing in between your legs. Wasting no time, Chishiya hooked your legs over his shoulders and immediately assaulted your clit with his tongue bringing you right back to the edge you were so close to before.

This time, Chishiya didn’t stop. Instead, he continued his tongue’s repetitive routine until you saw stars. With your legs clamped around his head and your back arched higher than you thought possible, you came harder than you ever had before. His tongue didn’t stop moving until he was completely sure he had milked your orgasm for every drop of pleasure possible. First then, did he slow down before eventually pulling away.

Even though your body was no longer on fire, your mind was still clouded. You therefore didn’t even notice Chishiya opening the bedside drawer to pull out a condom until you heard the sound of the packaging being torn open. After blinking hard a few times, your gaze refocused on Chishiya - once more staring at his manhood as he rolled the condom down his shaft. Without any words, Chishiya leaned down over you, lining himself up at your entrance and immediately pushing in.

The word ‘pleasure’ could in no universe cover the sensation of Chishiya’s dick stretching your cunt to the limit. It was better than ‘pleasure’. Way better. From his shaky breath, Chishiya too was in pure heaven at the feeling of your walls hugging him tightly. He took a moment to cherish the feeling of your body around his before he finally began moving his hips, thrusting in and out of you.

Grunts. Moans. Whimpers. Every possible sound imaginable came from the both of you. Being completely engulfed in bliss, you didn’t even notice how you hugged Chishiya close to you, wrapping your arms around his torso. Although it was involuntary, it was still a very intimate action, perhaps even too intimate for Chishiya who had never been much for sentimental.

Uncomfortable with suddenly being confronted by potential emotions, Chishiya quickly turned you around to avoid your embrace. With you now on your hands and knees, he continued to fuck into you while being free from the uncomfortable thought of feelings. Another plus was that he could enjoy the view of his dick, now shiny with your arousal, piercing in and out of you. This was way safer, he thought. This was just sex.

Feeling your core tightening around him, Chishiya leaned down over your body.

“You got another one for me?” he grunted into your ear, his hips continuing their rhythm. You didn’t respond with words, but instead squeezed your walls even tighter around him. “Yeah?” he asked smugly. “Come for me then.”

That was all it took before the coil in your centre snapped, pleasure flowing out through your entire body from your abdomen to your fingertips. You collapsed down onto the mattress, your arms no longer strong enough to carry your weight. With your ass now fully up in the air, Chishiya’s movements became erratic. You looked so good there, ass on full display and your face all spaced out.

“Mm... Too much, Chishiya” you whimpered softly, your words barely making any sense. Your brain was halfway shut off, the feeling of Chishiya repeatedly slamming against your G-spot making your mind malfunction.

“Just a b-b-bit more, pr-princess,” Chishiya groaned. Under normal circumstances you would have rebutted the pet name, but you didn’t have as much as one brain cell that wasn’t completely fucked out at this point.

With a surprisingly loud grunt, Chishiya pushed his dick deep inside of you and emptied himself. His fingertips were painfully digging into the ample flesh of your ass, his hips stuttering slightly with each spurt his dick made.

Chishiya pulled out of you, immediately removing the condom, tying a knot, and throwing it in the bin next to the bed. No longer being supported by his body, you fell to your side, too exhausted to speak. Chishiya laid down next to you, staring up at the ceiling. The room was completely quiet until you finally got control over your vocal cords, saying something that Chishiya did not expect you to.

“You know,” you started with a hoarse voice, clearing your throat before speaking again. “Realistically there is no reason to use condoms.”

With a raised eyebrow, curious to see where you were going with this, Chishiya turned his head to look at you before you continued.

“I mean, what is the chance that I’m even surviving another 9 months with these games? And who cares if I get an STD or something. Life is literally too short to care.”

Amused by your words, Chishiya responded with a smile on his lips.

“You sure know how to kill a mood, huh? Talking about mortality isn’t exactly good sex-etiquette.”

You groaned and rolled your eyes, not wanting to be reprimanded for your lack of ‘etiquette’.

“You know what I mean,” you began, sounding somewhat annoyed that he was focusing on the morbid side of your statement. “Shouldn’t you be jumping and dancing at the suggestion of skipping the condom? Isn’t that what guys do?”

“I’m not saying it isn’t tempting.” he said, still looking at you.

“Then let’s do it?”

Chishiya was quiet for a few seconds. He turned his gaze back up towards the ceiling as he weighed your words. Of course, you were right. What were the chances that either of your survived 9 more months? It was slim, very slim, so you might as well have fun, right?

“Sure,” he said while nodding, his tone sounding amused once more. “No more condoms. Now we can also be more spontaneous.”

“Spontaneous?”

“You’ll see,” he smirked before looking at you again. “Anyway, it’s late. Get out of my room, I need to sleep.”

You furrowed your brows at his abruptness. Was this the guy who just tried to lecture you on good etiquette? Surely it wasn’t good etiquette to throw someone out minutes after you came in them. Not wanting to explode on him you sat up and glanced at the clock on the wall. Fuck, it was late, well past midnight. Okay maybe he did have a point. Sleep was extremely valuable in this world, after all. A good night’s rest could be the difference between life and death.

“Fine,” you said before getting dressed again. Chishiya watched you with careful eyes, enjoying a final glance at your body before you covered it up. Just as he had said, your bikini top perfectly covered the multiple hickeys on your chest. Once dressed, you made your way to the door without looking at Chishiya.

“Sleep tight, princess.” you heard him say teasingly as you left the room.

You didn’t stop to clap-back. Perhaps you should have. Instead, you allowed him to have the final word, to make him feel like he had somehow won this little interaction between you. Perhaps you would just have to live with this new nickname. Maybe you could even learn to love it - or at least tolerate it.

With hasty steps, you marched back to your room, your mind replaying the last hour on repeat, over and over again. It was especially your final conversation that was stuck. What did he mean by ‘we can be more spontaneous’? You weren’t sure what to expect, but a part of you were excited to find out what he had hidden up his sleeve.

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First time

Hello people! Long time no see. I’ve been suffering from writers block. But now I’m back. Thank you @v3lv3tf0x for the request 💗

I have worked on this fic for about 4 months now I think. It was hard for me to write a serious fic. I usually put in jokes and make everything light hearted, but I wanted this one to be different. That’s why it’s taken so long.

I see y/n (the reader) as 20+. Not as a minor. You can read it however you want though. I also want to mention that loosing your virginity isn’t something that needs to happen in your teens, or even in your 20’s. It’s not uncommon for it to happen later in life. There is no rule to when you should have sex for the first time. Or even have sex at all. Everyone has their reasons to why they haven’t done it, or why they have. Take a deep breath and don’t blame yourself if you feel like you are too old to be a virgin. You are not.

I also chose to make the reader experienced with their own body. Aka masturbation.

Disclaimer! This is a chishiya x fem!reader smut about reader having sex for the first time. Don’t read it if you are to young or uncomfortable with the topic.

”Ugh, I don’t want to die a virgin.”

A simple sentence. A few words that you weren’t planning on saying in the first place. And worst of all, Chishiya heard every single one of them.

”Why is that important to you?” Chishiya didn’t even look at you as he answered, he just kept gazing at the dark night sky in front of you, spanning over the abandoned city of Tokyo that spread out under it. It was just the two of you up on the roof again. It had been a few more people but they had all left already. You weren’t even sure why Chishiya was still here with you. But he was, and you weren’t bothered by it for once.

He had asked why you wanted to survive in this world, why you needed to go back to the real world again. Maybe he just needed some validation, that you didn’t need to be someone special to want to live. Maybe his will to live wasn’t because of some heroic dream, maybe he just wanted someone to not have a big reason. You sure didn’t. You didn’t have any big dreams or plans for your life. You didn’t have someone special to get back to. You just wanted to experience more, live more. And somehow having sex for the first time was the first thing to come out of your mouth.

”I don’t know…” You hesitated a bit before continuing, slight embarrassment creeping up on you. ”It’s just something I want to do, it just hasn’t happend yet.”

”Hmm” Chishiya hummed back, still not responding the way you thought he would. You though that he would at least look at you, maybe question why you were still a virgin, tease you a bit over it. But no, he just sat there, seemingly not caring at all.

It’s not like being a virgin was what embarrassed you, you weren’t ashamed of it. You had your reasons. But talking to Chishiya, out of all people, about your (non existing) sex life was enough to colour your cheeks red.

”The beach is full of horny people” he finally continued, his eyes finally turning towards you.

”People would be lining up.”

There was the signature smirk. He was having fun with this. You were never going to hear the end of this, would you?

”I just… I don’t know, I just want it to be with someone that I trust. That I know won’t hurt me. It doesn’t have to be romantic, it can be casual, but I just want to feel safe I guess.” You took a second to gather your thought before continuing.

”I don’t want it to be with someone I just met.”

You observed Chishiya’s reaction to your words, his eyes sparkled under the night sky, hair flowing lightly in the wind. He looked curious, not teasing but like he wanted to hear more. The way he stared at you almost made you shy, it was like he was trying to read your thoughts through eye contact alone. The silence kept growing, making you squirm a bit to break the weird tension that was hanging in the air. Why would he be interrested in hearing this, it’s not like he would be up for it. It was Chishiya - the annoying, cunning, uninterrested, sarcastic, selfish, smug, arrogant, obnoxious…

”Then how about me?”

———

It had been an hour. Sitting outside of the courthouse, waiting impatiently for Chishiya to return from the game that you begged him not to go to.

”I have to go, my visa is almost out. I’ll be fine, don’t worry.”

Chishiya’s words hadn’t been comforting in the slightest, instead they just made that knot of anxiety and worry in your stomach grow until tears were staining the ground you were staring at. Why were you crying? He’d be back soon. Probably. Hopefully. The blimp with the game card was still flying over the courthouse, displaying the king of diamonds for everyone to see. Why did he have to choose a king card, why would he risk his life again, why didn’t he… Oh.

You instinctively put your hand over your face to cover it from potential debris that fell from the now exploding blimp above you, but it didn’t fall anywhere close to where you were sitting, leaning against a lonely tree that were shaking from the blast impact. Or was it you that was shaking? You couldn’t tell anymore.

For a second you hesitated to remove your hand from your face. What if he wasn’t on the other side of it? You hadn’t seen anyone else walk into the game area, so he could be all alone in there. Alone and injured. Or worse. You clenched your eyes shut at the thought. You couldn’t lose him - he had to be alive, he had to come back.

”Are you trying to hide from me?”

That knot in your stomach unraveled and turned into tears as a gentle hand pried away yours, revealing Chishiya’s calm, and slightly amused, expression when he crouched down to look at you. Your tears had turned into full on sobbing as the tension in you released. The relief that you felt was overwhelming. He was back, he was safe, he didn’t seem to be injured.

When the tears finally stopped you let him take your hand and help you off the ground. You must have been still shaking because in the blink of an eye you felt a warm zip up hoodie fall over your shoulders and a pair of hands zipping it up.

”Shall we go back?”

—————

The walk back to the hotel that you had set up camp in felt like an eternity. Every step was heavy, both with relief that he was back and safe, and with dread that this possibly wouldn’t be the last game you had to play. There were still blimps flying around over Tokyo, face cards that killed more people than ever before.

It felt like hours before you finally reached the room. All you wanted was… actually, you didn’t know what you wanted. It was exhausting. Even just standing there, staring out the window with your hands in the hoodies front pockets.

”Are you okay?” A low voice floated through the thick air around you. When did he get so close? You could swear that he was standing by the door just a second ago. Now, he stood in front of you with questioning eyes staring right back into yours. How were they so captivating? Dark, curious, a hint of worry.

You didn’t have time to comprehend what happend in the following second, all you knew was that two arms wrapped around you and a warm body was pressed against yours. Soft breathing tickled you neck, a soft chin laying on your shoulder. Wait, was he hugging you? It took you a moment to take it all in, but when you did you swore to yourself that you would never let go of him ever again. You let your hands grab a hold of his t-shirt, black fabric bunching up between your fingers, and buried your face in his neck, the smell of him instantly calming your nerves.

You could feel his fingers running soothingly along your shoulders, drawing circles and shapes as he pressed you closer to him. Emotions that you’d never felt before welled up inside you.

”I can’t lose you.” It was just a whisper leaving your lips but every word had so much meaning to them.

Chishiya moved his head back and looked at you with a million different emotions in his eyes but a stone cold look on his face. Had you said too much? Did you get this whole thing wrong? But he hugged you, he comforted you, he-

Then he kissed you.

A million waves of electricity went through your body all at once. It sizzled out from where his lips met yours and flooded every part of you. Forget butterflies, your body felt like it was on fire. All the emotions inside you, all the anger and sadness that you had been holding onto to act strong, erupted with a passion that you had never felt before.

You weren’t the only one to feel that way. Considering how hurried his breath was when his lips came off yours to give you a chance to back off, the quiet gasp he made when you tugged on his hair and pulled him back in, and the strength his hands grabbed your waist with to get you just a little closer - he was just as lost in the moment as you were.

Warm fingers were caressing the back of your neck, raking through some strands of hair, tracing your earlobe and moving down your neck until he hit the zipper of the hoodie and you felt your heart skip a beat in anticipation. For a second you thought that he was going to pull it down, but to your disappointment he didn’t. Chishiya’s hand left it and landed on your waist again, still eagerly kissing you back and pressing his body against yours. Was he trying to be gentle? To not cross any boundaries? Or was it because you told him that you hadn’t had sex before and he didn’t want to rush you? You couldn’t tell. The only thing you knew for certain was that you sure as hell did want more than kissing him and that you weren’t afraid of letting him know.

The kisses grew more intense by the second, it felt like you couldn’t get enough of him no matter how close to him your were or how much you were touching him. You wanted more. You wanted him. If he wasn’t going to take the first step then you would, because the growing need in your stomach was becoming unbearable. Was this what it was like to want someone? It was unlike anything you had felt before, all consuming and powerful, almost drowning out the nervousness that hid somewhere in the back of your mind.

You moved one hand from his neck to pull the zipper down the hoodie. The sound of it made Chishiya react and he let your lips go to stare into your eyes. He was still so close that you could feel the heat radiate off his skin, onto your already burning cheeks.

”We don’t have to do anything” he whispered in a voice so raspy that it made you weak in the knees.

You hummed and shook your head, not having the patience to answer and instead focusing on pulling his hoodie down your arms and letting it fall to the floor, all while looking back into his dark eyes before taking a step back. He watched your every move so intensly that you had to look away before being swallowed.

You didn’t hesitate when you pulled the hem of your shirt up, revealing bit by bit until it was going over your head and falling down, joining the hoodie. He didn’t hesitate to place his lips on yours, kissing you gently before trailing them down you neck.

Slowly, he kissed his way down your shoulder, his fingers gently pushing the bra strap down before his lips followed, leaving a row of goosebumps that were soon covered and soothed under warm lips. Those lips that you had watched so many times, watched and wondered how they would feel like, those lips were pressing against you, so soft, so warm, and so much more than you could’ve ever imagined. Your eyes fluttered closed, instead focusing on how his breath spread over your cheek when he came back up from pushing down both straps. You were hyperfocused on his every move. His hands inching up your waist until they reached the bra clasp, his thumbs running right below it before unclasping it, his hair tickling your cheek… It was all so much - but still not enough. This feeling of wanting someone so intensely was new to you and it was taking some time to wrap you head around it. The logical part of your brain was telling you that the sound of your bra hitting the floor meant that he had full access to your upper body and that you were topless and vulnerable, showing more of yourself than you let anyone see. Yet, the ball of need simmering in your lower stomach made you so calm, so sure that you wanted him to see you. To touch you. And you wanted to touch him too.

He didn’t make a new move, just stood there looking back at you, waiting for your response. You could tell that he was just as impatient as you were, especially considering that hard thing you felt pressing against your hip. It was making you dizzy with excitement that you made his body react like that.

Leaning forward, you put your forehead against his and closed your eyes. His breath was still calm, soothing the nerves that were still in your chest. A hand ran through your hair, long fingers threading through the strands, making you shiver.

”I want you” you whispered against his lips.

Not even a second later his lips were crashing into yours again. There were no slow start, no soft touches, it was hot and desperate and it was taking you by storm. You were so focused on his tounge sliding against yours that you didn’t even notice that he was moving you towards the bed, not until you both spun around and the back of your knees bumped into the matress.

After some struggling to get your limbs to work the way you wanted them to, your head hit the pillows and gave you a clear view of the man that now sat between your legs. He had a clear view of you too, which he clearly enjoyed. His eyes wandered all over you, from your hair that was splayed out under your head, to you neck, breasts (where they lingered a little longer) and down your torso. Before you had the chance of getting too flustered he took his eyes off you, only to pull his t-shirt over his head.

He was beautiful. The closest thing to shirtless he’d been in front of you so far was with his hoodie on, unzipped enough to tease your curiosity with how smooth his chest looked. More than once you’d found yourself observing the small beauty marks scattered over him and more than once you’d wondered how they would feel under the tip of your finger. Now he was here, in front of you with his whole torso on show. Soft lines, more tiny dots, a trail of black hair leading downwards - begging you to follow it. The light shining through the windows made his skin glisten and almost appear golden.

He let you look, let you take in the sight of the captivating man in front of you. You could feel his eyes burning on your face as you reached in, your fingers landing on his collarbone, brushing over it and making their way down his chest until you reached the dark hair trailing to unknown sights. He was just as soft as he looked. Muscles danced under you hands when you stroked them along his waist and ribs. The tent in his pants were evident and you hard to force yourself to not stare. You didn’t know the proper etiquette for how to observe someones dick for the first time, but you knew that Chishiya would definitely tease you forever if he caught you drooling over it already. Caught up in your thoughts about how long staring at someones crotch was still considered normal, you almost jumped when he leaned down and placed his lips on yours again. The weight of his body on yours, and the warmth of his skin made your toes curl. It was such a different feeling, being enveloped by another person. It was comforting and so, so breathtaking. Your fingers tangled through the blonde strands as you pulled him closer to you, only to have the kiss interrupted with a smile, before he placed them on your neck instead. Neck, collarbone, chest - his lips wandered all over you. He lingered when he reached your breasts, one hand carefully cupping one while his tounge ran over the other. You could feel goosebumps spread over you, the sensation so new and so electrifying. You wished he would’ve stayed there longer, but he was in a hurry, desire was probably clouding his mind as much as it did yours. After a few gentle kisses on your stomach, he looked up at you while hooking his fingers under your leggings and underwear, silently asking for permission to remove them. You didn’t think twice before nodding and giving him a quiet ”yes”, cursing that they were still on you and not on the floor already.

The normally calm Chishiya was everything but calm now, dragging the remaining clothes off your legs and throwing them somewhere behind him, his eyes fixated on what he was revealing. You could feel your cheeks heat up again but the desire in you was stronger than the shyness. Without breaking his gaze, he hurrid to remove his own pants. Your eyes followed the trail of hair under his navel, lower and lower and… Oh.

You knew what dicks looked like, you weren’t that innocent, but you had never seen one in real life and certainly not this close in front of you. It was so hard, visible veins running along the shaft, leading up to the tip which seemed to already be wet. Was it supposed to look a bit angry? Then you realised that, oh shit, you were staring at his crotch as if it was some rare animal in a zoo. Just like you told yourself you wouldn’t. And of course Chishiya seemed amused by how intensly you were studying it.

”Do you want to touch it?” he offered with a hint of playfullness, raising an eyebrow at you while the corners of his lips twitched in an attempt not to grin at your eagerness.

Yes. Yes you did. You really did. It didn’t go unnoticed by Chishiya who quickly helped you up so that you were sitting so close to him that your knees were touching. As soon as you felt the heat of him again the lust that had lingered in the air came back down onto you with a vengance. Chishiya’s smile was gone and instead he was eyeing you, reading your every reaction.

”Here,” he whispered and reached out for your hand, taking it in his and guiding it back until they were both wrapped around him. ”Like this.”

It was warm. Smooth. Hard but still soft under your touch. You followed Chishiyas slow movements, up and down, and back up again until he released his grip on you and let you move freely. The world was quiet around you, making the hurried breaths falling out of Chishiya’s mouth loud in your ears. You wanted to know what other sounds he would make. Running your thumb over the tip earned you a small gasp, rubbing it just under the head gave you another one. Would he moan if you ran your tounge over it? When you pried your eyes away from his length to look at his face you were met heavy eyes and open lips looking back at you. He was feeling good, you could tell. What was even more amazing was that it was you that was doing that to him. He was feeling good because of you. You wanted him to feel better, so you started moving your hand a bit faster, feeling how he got wet under the palm of your hand which made your movements smoother. His breath was speeding up even more and you even heard a soft groan in the back of his throat. A groan that went straight into your core, fanning the already burning flames.

All too soon, Chishiya took your hand again and removed it from his length, disrupting your enchantment and almost making you sulk over that it ended that fast.

”Lay back down” he murmured with a strained voice, gently pushing you backwards while following on top of you. As soon as your head hit the pillows his lips met your neck, followed by a whisper just below your ear.

”I want to touch you too. Can I?”

”Yes” you whispered back, excitement mixed with nerves stirring up inside you.

Chishiya didn’t waste any time before lifting himself off you a little and sliding his hand down your body, caressing every part of you on his way down to where you were silently begging him to go. You gasped when you felt his fingers slip in between your legs, to run a line over your folds before dipping down between them, easily sliding through the wetness. His eyes never left yours, he was observing your every reaction to his fingers finding your clit, making soft circles that sent jolts of electricity through your body. It felt heavenly.

You had touched yourself before, plenty of times, so you weren’t inexperienced with that part. However, the feeling of someone elses fingers were a whole new kind of pleasure. How could you ever go back to doing it yourself when he made it feel this good?

Chishiya switched up his movements every now and then, making you squirm underneath him as he circled your clit, drew lines between your folds - and then finally pushing a finger into you. It was just one finger but it already felt better than anything you’d ever had there. With slow thrusts he pushed against your walls, finding your g-spot easily and grinning at you when you begged for another finger. He complied and pushed another one in alongside the first one, spreading them between the in and out motion to prepare you for him. Your eyes were squeezed shut and mouth open, breath hurried and that fire in your stomach growing steadily.

All too soon he removed his fingers entirely. You groaned at him, but when you opened your eyes you weren’t met by the smirk you thought you would see but with a Chishiya impatiently eyeing your chest. It was your turn to smirk now. When he noticed it, you could swear that his cheeks got a bit redder, making the cute flush on his face ever sweeter. But he didn’t let you enjoy it too much. You felt him wiggle around between your legs and realised that he was lining himself up, preparing himself to finally sink into you.

”Are you sure you want to do this?” Chishiya’s voice was filled with desperation. You had never seen him this affected by anything and it filled your heart with warmth.

Running your fingers through his hair and down his shoulder, you gave him the most secure look you could when you answered ”Yes, I’m sure” with full honesty. You watched him swallow hard at the answer.

”Okay” he continued with a low, sultry voice, sounding so good that it made your cheeks heat up even more. ”Tell me if you want me to stop.” Then you felt pressure against your entrance when he finally started to push into you.

For a moment you forgot to breathe. You forgot the whole world around you and the only thing in your mind was the overwhelming feeling of Chishiya, very slowly, sinking into you and filling you up perfectly. You dug your fingers into his shoulders, grounding yourself with the soft skin underneath.

”Are you okay?” Chishiyas voice was strained, but concerned, as he stopped his movements to check in on you.

”Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just… a lot.”

”Can I move?”

You could feel his dick twitch when he asked, clearly enjoying being deep inside you. It was such a strange feeling, being filled like that, feeling every part of him. You wanted more.

”Please.”

With a careful pace he pulled back, almost out of you, before pushing back in. His eyes were glued on your face, observing every expression you made - and you couldnt help to stare back at him. He really was beautiful. Silver hair falling down the sides of his flushed cheeks, full lips open and waiting to connect with yours, and those eyes that hid so many things yet gave away so much at the same time. He was hovering right above you, close enought to feel his entire body against yours but without putting his weight on you. He was so warm. So soft.

Chishiya quickly found a good pace, rocking into you with a steady rythm that made small whimpers leave your mouth in time with every push against your sweet spot. You couldn’t help but to put your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you until his lips were back on yours, soft but needy. The delicious drag against your inner walls combined with his lips against yours made your head spin. Was it supposed to feel this good? Shouldn’t it be more awkward? You didn’t know. And you sure didn’t care either. All your senses were filled with Chishiya. His warmth, his smell, his quiet moans forming in the back of his throat once he buried his head in your neck.

”Fuck, sorry, I’m gonna come.” Chishiyas voice was rough as he was apologizing, even though there were nothing to apologize for. A wave of electricity hit you in the pit of your stomach at the thought of him feeling that good. That you made him feel that good. Instead of answering you decided to cross your legs around his waist - a wordless act to ask him to keep going. And he did.

Chishiyas thrusts started to become a bit erratic, abandoning the steady pace he had before and giving in to his body’s wishes. It didn’t take long until you heard a soft moan, followed by his hips stuttering, cock twitching and warmth filling you up inside.

You both stayed still like that for a while. Your hands raking through the back of his neck, puffs of his hurried breath mixed with soft pecks on the side of yours. You two were a panting, sweaty mess as you laid tangled together on the bed, but you didn’t want it any other way. You savoured every last bit of it before he lifted himself up on his hands and slowly pulled out of you. The sudden emptyness made you wince, already missing the fullness and connection he had given you.

You thought you were done, happy to lay back and bask in the afterglow of this experience, but Chishiya seemed to have other ideas. Even though he moved off of you and laid down on his side, he kept his lips on you, placing lazy kisses on your neck and shoulder. You felt his hand travel down your stomach, soft caressing until he reached the apex of your legs - and it wasn’t until then that you realized that he was going to try to make you come too.

”Wait” A soft whisper from you made him his action and look up at you with a confused look on his face.

”But you didn’t get to come” Chishiya answered more as a question than a statement, but removed his hand and placed it back of your stomach.

”I don’t need to. That was amazing”

”Are you sure?” He still wasn’t convinced, which made you quietly laugh.

”Yes I’m sure.”

”Fine then” Chishiya rolled over onto his back, still close enough to your that your skin touched. In the corner of your eye you could see him smirking while staring up at the ceiling. His hair was a mess, some strands standing straight out, but he was still gorgeous laying there. You wondered if he knew how pretty he was. Probably. And he most likely used it as a manipulation technique. Wait, why was he looking back at you, and why was the smirk bigger than ever.

”So, I guess you can die happy now”

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