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kyunzin · 2 months

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Hii could you do jealousy nsfw hcs for kaiser aiku and sae with fem reader? Thank you if you do

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞

characters; 𝐊. 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐀. 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐈. 𝐒𝐚𝐞

cw; them being jealous (f!reader)

tags; nsfw, public sex, shower sex, marking, wall sex, creampie

a/n; sorry this took so long

𝐊. 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥

✰ anyone, especially his teammates, acting too friendly with you can set him off.

✰ he doesn’t say anything in the moment but you know something’s wrong when he goes quiet and slips a possessive arm around you.

✰ it’s only a matter of time before he’s taking the two of you away from the scene leaving everyone confused at your sudden retreat.

✰ he doesn’t take you home but brings you back to the boys locker room and corners you.

✰ “you didn’t know what they we’re doing, don’t lie to me”

✰ even when you deny he still isn’t satisfied lifting you by the back of your thighs and bringing you to the showers.

✰ he fucks you in the showers not bothering to contain your sounds slapping his pelvis against your ass the wetness from the running shower creating unmistakable sounds of your cunt being pounded.

✰ “scream louder. make sure they know who’s fucking you”

✰ once the both of you finally finish you get dressed but he makes you put on one of his jerseys bringing you back out to everybody.

✰ there’s no doubt that they heard you, from the way their cheeks are rosy and how they have their head down in shame.

✰ you however stay quiet slightly leaning into him with a slight limp as you walk around with him head held down.

✰ he walks with a proud smirk on his face head held high rejoining conversations as if he wasn’t balls deep inside of you mere seconds earlier.

𝐀. 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫

✰ sees some guy trying to approach you in the stands, even when you decline he still trues to push himself onto you so you move away and find a better seat.

✰ he plays the rest of the game with a newfound agression that scores him 2 goals.

✰ after the match he finds you quicky telling the security about the guy before taking you you back home.

✰ you barely make it back to the bedroom before he’s hastily striping you of you clothes and fucking you against the wall.

✰ kissing dark bruises all over your neck and back, firm grip on your hips as he leaves a few bite marks along the side of your throat.

✰ “maybe if I leave enough marks they’ll leave ya alone”

✰ the both of you cum once like that and he still has enough resolve to carry you to the bedroom where he focuses his attention on the front of your body.

✰ leaving love bites up along the inside of your thighs before eating you out hungrily, nipping the side of your thigh when you try to push him away adding to his litter of marks.

✰ once he’s made you cum on his tongue and fingers he crawls over you and adds more marks up your chest and neck while slowly fucking you only stopping when your covered with his marks.

✰ “anyone who tries to do anything after seeing this is fucking stupid”

✰ he takes a photo of the two of you, all the marks on you neck on display and captions it ‘property of oliver aiku’.

✰ the next game he takes you to he makes you wear a short skirt and a v neck crop top showing of the dozen of marks he left daring you to try and cover them up.

✰ needless to say nobody bothers you that game or any others, they know that he’s claimed you as his.

𝐈. 𝐒𝐚𝐞

✰ it’s the same as oliver however instead of being harassed in public people are making comments about your relationship online.

✰ ‘I can treat you better’, ‘bet I could make you feel better than he does’, ‘I’ll show you how a real man treats a woman’

✰ people only see what the two of you are like outside, how he keeps an almost professional distance from you and create speculations in their head.

✰ once he’s had enough of all their delusions he decides to take out his frustrations on you, not that you mind.

✰ “think those assholes will treat you better than I can baby? i’m the only one good enough for you”

✰ after a match he makes sure to pull you into a heated kiss whil e all the cameras focus on you the crowd and his teammates whistling loudly.

✰ it gets posted everywhere and all the comments stopped except a few brave unnamed commenters who still feel they could do better than him and it doesn’t quell his jealousy.

✰ straight after the game he takes you home roughly fucking you into the mattress, bullying your pussy with his girthy cock, pushing your head down into the sheets.

✰ “do I not fuck you good enough, what more should a whore like you need”

✰ he fucks you multiple times that night the bed under you soaked with your mixed cum

✰ your left with your legs trembling, throat sore from screaming and your cunt well fucked and stuffed with his cum

✰ after that he doesn’t worry about the comments because he knows he’s the only one that can fuck you this good

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

#✰𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒✰#✰𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐍✰#blue lock smut #blue lock x reader #blue lock #michael kaiser #michael kaiser x reader #kaiser x reader #kaiser smut #aiku oliver x reader #oliver aiku #aiku x reader #aiku oliver #oliver aiku x reader #itoshi sae x reader #itoshi sae #sae itoshi x reader #sae itoshi #sae

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cz19y · 5 months

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"you know what else we should match?"

"what?"

"last names."

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FT.: Shidou Ryusei, Karasu Tabito, Micheal Kaiser, Otoya Eita, LAVINHO, Oliver Aiku, Bachira Meguru[?].

#bllk #blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #shidou ryusei #ryusei shidou #tabito karasu #karasu tabito #kaiser michael #michael kaiser #otoya eita #eita otoya #oliver aiku #aiku oliver #bachira meguru #meguru bachira #lavinho #bllk lavinho

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selpuku · 4 months

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open up and say thank you

#aiis #Aiku Oliver #Isagi Yoichi #AiSagi #Aiisa #blue lock #bllk #spitting into mouth is kinda hot #just kidding ITS VERY HOT THANK YOU #my art

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hellaephemeral · 1 year

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#look i just think he’s sooooo 🛐🛐🛐#bshshshjs i know you all are as much aiku simps as i am #i read all your tags!!! hehehe #oliver aiku #aiku oliver #bllk #blue lock icons #blue lock #blue lock coloring #bllk coloring #mazesart

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galaxynajma · 3 months

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Oliver removing his gloves with his mouth…. My weakness

He’s so hot he got me drooling like Rin did during this Arc

#blue lock #bllk #bllk manga #oliver aiku #aiku oliver

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pinoyrella · 4 months

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"Car's Outside" Blue Lock (Various) x Y/n

Various Blue Lock Characters x You

Genre: Angst, Comfort

Tw: Kisses + Pregnancy in one of the stories.

Featuring: 1. Oliver Aiku, Itoshi Sae, Michael Kaiser 2. Bachira Meguru, Otoya Eita, Shidou Ryusei 3. Itoshi Rin, Chigiri Hyoma, Aryu Jyubei 4. Kunigami Rensuke, Barou Shoei, Tsurugi Zantetsu 5. Nagi Seishiro, Hiori Yo, Nito Ikki 6. Mikage Reo, Yukimiya Kenyu, Karasu Tabito 7. Isagi Yoichi

( Note: Post Blue Lock, time skipped to when they're all adult pros'. )

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ now playing: car's outside - james arthur 0:01 ❍─────── 4:08 ↻ ⊲ Ⅱ ⊳ ↺ Volume: ······· 100%

"I'm packin' my bags that I didn't unpack the last time. I'm sayin', "See you again, " so many times, it's becoming my tagline"

Laying on the couch, you wake up. You realized you had fallen asleep waiting for your boyfriend's arrival from a trip the previous night. You feel there’s a thick layer resting on you, a blanket. You don’t remember bringing this here. Shifting, you turn your head to face the doorway of your home and notice a familiar pair of shoes neatly placed on the doormat, a suitcase right beside it.

As you process, you hear the sound of fumbling. Gently rising from your space, you wrap the blanket around you as you rise up. You see your boyfriend from the hallway, he makes his way to you. Holding you into a warm embrace “Good morning my love.” he says as he presses his lips against yours so tenderly.

You fall into the kiss as you wrap the blanket around you to him, embracing him back tightly. You break from the kiss, muffling your head in his chest. “I missed you so much. When did you get home?” Your sleepy state grumbles. He chuckles before giving you a kiss on the forehead. “Like 20 minutes ago.” He replies as you breathe his warmth in. “You were supposed to be home last night…” You grumble. “I know, I tried to call you to let you know the flight got delayed.” He motions towards your phone that lays on the coffee table. You follow his motion before dropping your head into his chest again. “I fell asleep..” “I know.” He responds while playing with your bed head. Occasionally leaving small kisses on top. He holds you as he never wants to let you go.

You both stay that wait for a while, before you speak up. “What time is it?” “It’s almost time for me to go.” You pull away from his chest, hugging him tighter as you look up. He swears he felt a tear in his heart as he looked into your eyes. They were sad, but understanding.

He had mentioned to you his schedule a while back, he had another flight planned the following day after yesterday. The life of an athlete is one that must always be on their feet, literally.

“I’m going to miss you again.” “I’m going to miss you more.”

You both pull away from the hug, feeling the coldness of the room reach around you. Walking with him towards the front door, prepping the suitcase handle for him as he puts his shoes on. “You didn’t even get a chance to unpack again, did you?” You play with the handle waiting for his response. “Unfortunately” He chuckles lowly before standing to your height. You keep your focus on the luggage handle, feeling his rough yet soft hands reach for your chin, pulling your focus to him.

“See you again.” He gives one final kiss that felt like a promise as he leaves once again

Aiku Oliver + Sae Itoshi + Michael Kaiser

"But you know the truth, I'd rather hold you. Than try to catch this flight"

“You’re leaving again?” You cry playfully to your boyfriend, earning a chuckle from him. “You think this is funny?” You cross your arms and turn away from him in a huff, obviously joking around. You hear him take a step closer, and in retaliation you take a step further.

“Baby don’t be like that, not before I have to leave-leave!” He whines, just wanting to hold you before he has to go. Referring to ‘leave’ twice since you both have been at this playful banter for the past thirty minutes.

“I see you rather play with big balls than stay with me.” “Don’t say it like that!” “You like being around sweaty men in lockers all the time rather than being with me.” “That’s so nasty! I'd rather be in our shower with you!” “You'd rather catch that flight than catch these hands.” You joke holding your fists up mimicking Chun-Li, before turning away with your arms crossed yet again, holding back your laughter.

He laughs as you keep silent, and again as he steps closer-you step further. “Baby!” You try not to give in, a small smirk creeping across your lips, trying your absolute best to bite back the laugh that is threatening to let loose- though, he can’t see it. Your relationship with him has always been so joyful, it always has some sort of occurrence that has you laughing like a little kid again, that giddy and carefree feeling he gives you. “Just one kiss before I go please!” Ignored, again. God you were so petty, but in a kidding way.

“If I don’t kiss you, then you can’t go.” Keeping your eyes shut and away from him.

And before you know it, you feel a presence right in front of you. Opening your eyes, you start to see your boyfriend right in front of you. “How did you-” Before you can finish, he crashes his lips onto you as he wraps his arms in a death grip around you. “Mmf Mmf!” You try to say his name but his lips are stuck on yours. Feeling his tongue lick your bottom lip, you gasp in surprise. Ultimately giving in, kissing him back because no matter how long you ‘argue’ with him, you will always give him a sign of affection before he leaves.

Feeling yourself lose balance, you brace yourself for the fall. Only to feel the soft cushion of your shared bed. You forgot you were in your room, his actions always makes you feel like you’re on cloud nine.

Only then when you both fall, the kiss breaks. You both huff, sharing the same red on your cheeks. Before you have the chance to speak, your boyfriend’s tight death grip loosens, but not fully detaching himself from you. He holds you tenderly, shoving his face into the crook of your neck. “You know the truth, I’d rather hold you. Then catch this flight.”

Meguru Bachira + Eita Otoya + Ryusei Shidou

"So many things I'd rather say But for now, it's goodbye."

You’re almost done finishing up the bento you have in front of you, it’s for your boyfriend. He has yet another away game, so you had decided to prepare his favorite dish for him to take with him on his travels, as well as a little good luck.

Humming to yourself, you are lost in your thoughts before you feel warmth pressed against you from behind. Familiar arms wrap their way around your waist, while feeling the tickle of his breath against the nape of your neck. You giggle as you close the lid of the bento, wrapping it precisely before grabbing it and turning in your spot. You hold it up to your boyfriend’s face, but all he does is look at it. Before freeing one arm from your waist, only to gently take it from you and place it to your side on the counter. You watch before you feel him lift you. Now it was your turn to be placed on the counter. The sudden action startles you as you wrap your arms around his neck quickly as support

“Don’t wanna say goodbye.” He says as he looks into your eyes. You stare back into his, a beautiful sea, so deep and calm. You swear you can get lost in them for hours, and little do you know he can say the same about yours.

Cupping his face, he immediately softens into your palms “Then what do you wanna say?”

He stays silent as you stare. Your boyfriend is so pretty, god he is so fucking pretty.

“Anything but goodbye.” He replies. You lean yourself forward, pressing your lips against his. He melts and kisses you back. He wants to stay like this, you want to stay like this. It is as if time has stopped itself, just to watch two souls share their moment in peace.

Pulling away from the kiss, you hear a small whine coming from the bigger man. “C’mon.” He grumbles before hiding his face into your neck again. You sigh, bringing your arms around him one last time, giving him a final squeeze.

Separating, the lone and cold feeling lingers, though you don’t say anything. Taking the bento into your hands, you bring it up to your boyfriend again. “Good luck” He feels his heart swell to your soft smile, finally accepting it with a gentle kiss to your soft cheek. “Good bye”.

Rin Itoshi + Hyoma Chigiri + Jyubei Aryu

"I'm starin' at the same four walls in a different hotel It's an unfamiliar feelin' but I know it so well."

He makes his way into a room, setting his suitcase to the side as he examines the space. The travel from Japan was so long and tiring, and all he wants to do in this moment is to lie in bed next to you. He misses you already.

Removing his shoes and coat, he plops into the bed in front of him, it’s the same size as the one he shares with you back home, but it feels so much bigger.

He didn’t expect his dream to be so fulfilling, yet so lonely. He misses you. He needs you.

This is a constant for him, this is his job. His dream, he needs to remember. But what is his dream without you?

Reaching for his pocket, he pulls out his phone and quickly dials for you. A few rings in, and you pick up. "Hello?" "Hey baby" He replies.

On the other end, you can't help but smile. "You miss me already huh?" You tease. "The bed is too big." He confesses as he stairs at the sealing, letting the four walls of the hotel take into his vision. He doesn't know why he feels this way, he knows this is how it always is everytime he leaves. "Wish you were with me."

Rensuke Kunigami + Shoei Barou + Zantetsu Tsurugi

"Oh, but you know the truth, I'd rather hold you Than this mobile in my hand."

As his team celebrates their victory, he has been awfully quiet. Sat in between his teammates with his phone in hand, though none dare to bother. The sound of laughter and chattering filters out at his focus is solely on his phone, like this object is his whole world.

And in a way, it is.

His messages app opened, you were on the other end. He has been messaging you nonstop while this celebration goes on, not caring about it at all. Like every away match, you were always the first one he would contact.

What went on of texting back and forth, he can't stand this anymore. Gripping the stupid device in his hands, isn't the same as holding onto you. And surely, the text on the screen is not enough, he needs to hear your voice. He excuses himself from his team before stepping out of the venue. He leans from the balcony as he quickly dials you.

Not even after a single ring, you pick up. Almost like you felt the exact same way. You miss each other- so much.

"I rather have you in my hands rather than this stupid phone." He says on the other end, earning a chuckle from you. His heart begins to race. "I miss you too."

Seishiro Nagi + Yo Hiori + Ikki Niko

"But I guess it'll do, 'cause for you I would run up my phone bill."

It has been hours since this call has started, you begin to worry as you check how long this ongoing call has been going for. Your silence is immediately picked up by your boyfriend on the other end.

"My dove, why so quiet?" He asks you gently with a hint of worry.

"It's just, you're in a different country right now and.. oversea calls are so expensive" You tell him. There is a moment of more silence, almost like there is a lag before you hear a small laugh.

"Whatever the price, doesn't matter. As long as I can have you with me- no matter what way." He tells you with a calm tone, a sense of reassurance for your thoughts. "Even if it's through the phone?" You ask.

"For you, not only would I run across a million fields- I would run up the phone bill." Your worries leave you as you let a giggle out from his cheesy line. No man before has ever made you feel the way he has, he makes you feel so loved, cared for and secured.

Reo Mikage + Kenyu Yukimiya + Karasu Tabito

Isagi steps out from the lobby of his hotel, needing a walk in order to cool down his thoughts. Walking through the streets of Berlin, Germany- the same city and country he had left off to when he was much younger for Bastard München. He's back for training again, this time for the FIFA World Cup. And it had been an hour since his arrival.

The flight from Japan felt longer than it had been back then, only because he can't help but replay the scene he had with you before he left.

The bright city lights shine as his eyes begin to swell, he can't help but replay each memory in which he had to leave you.

"Hey, remember the letter I told you I got in the mail?" Your boyfriend asks you. Taking your attention off from your workbook, you turn to him. "The one about the soccer jail?" You joke. "It's NOT a soccer jail." You can't help but giggle at how defensive he got, his face flushing red of embarrassment for falling into your taunt. "So.. are you going to do it?" You ask him, your eyes returning back to your highshool workbook. "I have been debating.." "About?" "Going" You stop your work before meeting his eyes. Isagi straightens up from your gaze, though what is always so beautiful- there is something behind it that intimidates him this once. "What's stopping you?" There is a moment of silence before he speaks. "I would have to leave for a long time, leave you for a long time." It was your turn to straighten your posture. "If it is for your dreams, then do it. You know I'll always be here."

He feels his mouth begin to dry, it feels hoarse almost as another memory plays.

"Yoichi!" Isagi's eyes widen, he had just arrived home from Blue Lock- and hadn't expect to see you at his house. "So, how was it?" You ask him playfully before he drops his bags, running to engulf you with embrace. You giggle as he spins you. He gently places you down, holding you close in his embrace. You hold him tightly, eyes shut enjoying this moment. You've missed him, a whole lot actually. You both lay in bed; spending hours updating each other on your lives for it has been so long. The conversation, the feeling, the laughter- nothing has changed. Before the sound of sniffling is heard. Quickly, you turn your head to see your boyfriend crying beside you. "Hey, hey. Yoichi?" You hold him closer to you as you wipe his tears with the ends of you sleeves. "I have to leave again." He refuses to look at you, almost in regret. "I made it into the top and- they are sending us off to train in Europe. I have to leave you again. I'm sorry Y/n-" Before he can finish, you cup his wet cheeks, bringing him into a loving kiss. "I told you I'll always be here."

You have always supported him, even after years and years. So why is he crying?

"Y/n, I have to go leave again." Isagi says, refusing to look at you. All you can do is sit on your shared bed calmly as you process his words. You were aware that your fiance's career revolves so much around traveling internationally and being away for some time, but just this once you hoped he would stay. It starts getting overwhelming for you too. No words were said as tension in the room begins to rise. Isagi still refuses to look at you. The silence in the room is almost suffocating, yet he refuses to speak again. "You're always leaving." Is all you can say before tears begin to cascade. Only then, Isagi turns to look at you- watching his heart and entire world shred into pieces. He has never seen you cry about him leaving.

He makes his way back to his hotel, only to be picked up in a car.

You lay alone in the shared bed of the apartment you and Isagi bought when you two became enagaged. The silence making it unbearable to sleep. It feels so cold and lonely, you despise it.

As you lay in bed, you replay the memory you had with Isagi before he left for Germany two days ago. You knew the FIFA World Cup was approaching, and that was the most important time of his career. You didn't mean to cry in front of him, you felt almost selfish asking him to stay at such a time. But, in such a time, you need him the most.

You hadn't told him yet, but a recent test had shown you positive for pregnancy. Afraid of how he would react, you thought to keep it to yourself for just a little longer as you process this news for you. Though, as it starts to eat at you, all you can do is yearn for the man you love to be by your side.

You lay a little longer, your eyes closed before the sound of your stomach grumbles. An annoyed sigh leaves your lips. Deciding not to sleep after all, you rise up gently- sliding into slippers as you walk through the spacious apartment towards the kitchen.

Fixing yourself some kintsuba and a fresh, warm batch of tea; you settle into your living room. Just as you are about to take your first bite, the sound of the doorknob clicks. You gaze turns to the front door, and there you see your fiance stand as he catches his breath.

Your eyes widen in shock before he makes his way to you.

"Yoichi- what are you doing here? You're supposed to be in Germany, you just left-" Before you can finish your sentence, his lips are locked with yours as he holds you close to him. The kiss holds so much passion, love and yearn until you both break from the kiss.

"I'm sorry for leaving you, I don't want to leave you anymore. I'm tired from having to love you from a far. I'm not going back to Germany, unless you pack your bags. Let's go together."

Realization hits you, he's here. He's really here. All you can do it let your emotions get the best of you, before sobbing into his arms. He holds you close to him, before you confess.

"I'm pregnant."

A moment of silence is shared between you too. The silence almost filling with anxiety before the sound of sniffling is heard. You look up only to watch Isagi sob into you, similar to when he had when he first had to leave for Germany.

This time, he cups your face, pulling you into a deep kiss. Before going to his knees, reaching where your belly is.

He gently places his hands on your hips, before kissing your belly.

"You're coming with me."

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chao-thicc-hcs · 10 months

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you should do “sex with them” blue lock character. your the best 🫶

As much as I love blue lock, I will NOT age up minor characters for the sake of sexual headcanons, so I will only go for those who are canonly 18 or above for such stuff. If you want 18- characters included, it has to be only fluff or neutral, no sexual themes. Thus...

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Sex with them. (Blue Lock edition)

character(s): itoshi sae, ryusei shidou, shoei barou, oliver aiku, tabito karasu

genre(s): smut

warnings: shidou is a tad bit nasty, otherwise it is sex so expect everyhing.

reader is afab!

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+. MINORS DNI

a/n: tabito is my least favorite, so apologies for him being short and somehow rushed.

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Sae fucks you like no other. He will make you cum every single time when you have sex, and always smirks when your legs tremble from his fingers, and will always stick his cock inside of you right when you reach your climax and thrust abruptly, making the experience way more ecstatic. Takes your panties with his teeth, always. Dirty talk is mandatory from his side, and he will call you his little "slut" and "plaything" with a mixture of degradation and praise in his tone, while gently caressing your face. He is not vocal most of the time, but you can tell he's enjoying it, because he bites his lower lip, closes his eyes shut and furrows his brows. If Sae ever makes a noise, it is going to be a breathy "hah~" or "mmh~". A little bit before his own climax, bites you and muffles his moans, his teeth digging deep. His pace is very slow initially, but then he abruptly accelerates, occasionally doing one very harsh thrust. His favourite position would be prone bone, because it is canon he likes butts and he enjoys the view of your ass jiggling. Loves, LOVES you in thongs, and takes pictures of your booty in them.

ミ⚝

Shidou is a monster (what a shock). He loves you giving him head beforehand, pushes your head so you lose your breath and become all red from the lack of oxygen. Loves seeing you in pain (but will be gentle if you ask him to) and chokes you, gags you, pulls your hair, and always smacks your ass, even when you're supposed to be quiet. He wants you to scream in pleasure, moans are never enough for him. His cock is big and it barely fits, but it fills you up so good you crave him more after one round. His mouth fills with saliva when he sees you wearing garters and will rip them apart with his hands, holding the fabric in his mouth while pounding inside you. Sex is never gentle with him, and has quite a big collection of ropes, chains, leather ties and shit, and will always tie you up. He's broken his bed with you before, and won't hesitate to do it again. Also, the thrill of being caught excites him, so expect frequent risky public sex with him. Man is a freak and enjoys period sex too, something about the bloody mess both will make riles him up, and he's willing to fuck you every day of your period. Deffo fucks you at least thrice before a game, because you're his lucky charm. Doesn't have favorite position, he loves all of them.

ミ⚝

Barou always makes sure the atmosphere is top-notch - lights up scented candles, the sheets are fresh out the washing machine, and he's showered at least twice beforehand. Gives amazing head, his tongue swirls on your pussy and loves sucking on your clit and squeezing your thighs, making remarks on how good you taste. Very tough on the field but once you touch him in private he will melt into your hands and let you dominate him for a short while, until he randomly decides to take the lead, but he never lays a hand on you, not even reassuring him will make him slap your ass or sth else, only squeezing. Surprisingly vocal - grunting, moaning, panting in your ear. Loves being praised by you, and your words really rile him up, and he is willing to increase his pace to the point where he becomes numb to the exhaustion. Man has stamina and goes for more than three rounds. His favorite would be shower/bath tub sex. He loves seeing the water fall down your back, or hearing the splashing of the bath tub water when he fucks you. He worships your body, so he opts for any position where he can caress/massage it, especially your sides. He doesn't like admitting it, but if you wear any sort of crop top with fitted pants, you're capable of making him horny on the spot.

ミ⚝

Oliver always makes sure the foreplay is long and sensual, so he can get you overstimulated from just his touch then finish you off with his cock. He'd start caressing your tits, licking your nipples while his fingers work wonders inside your pussy. He makes you cum at least 5-6 times during sex, and he wants you loud. Gives you compliments the entire time, specifically how tight and warm your pussy is. He goes deep, and always hits the opening of your cervix with force, making you wince in both slight pain and pleasure. Vocal - moans, pants, whimpers, whatever. Likes to play some music in the background, and has led lights that he always has on the color red. Loves the stand & carry position - the way your body shakes and trembles while his hands are placed on your lower back makes him go feral. If you ever prepare to go out and put on a fancy attire, he'd always fuck you in it. A fan of quickies, so there will always be one in the locker right before a game. Loves to smear your make up and leave huge hickeys on your entire body, especially chest, and doesn't let you cover them, he takes pride in what's his. Likes to make you lay on your stomach on his lap and spank your ass. Deffo has a pic or two of his cock placed on your cheek or tongue.

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Tabito loves orgasm control. Would order you to scream right before you cum and then he will cease your orgasm, smirking and chuckling at your exasperated pants and huffs. His hands are always either grabbing your tits or hips. Uses toys on a daily basis, especially when he feels like he wants to observe you touching yourself and try to use the toys yourself. Mutual masturbation is also of his taste - he'd kiss you and start plastering pecks and bites on your neck, stroking his cock and then gesturing you to touch yourself, too. Both of you cumming together warms his soul and makes the moment between you unforgettable. Always cums on your tits, always. Likes to see you wear cat ears and a black set of lingerie, and if you have stockings or fishnets - huge huge bonus and he'd go on for longer, just so he could completely tear your stockings/fishnets apart. Cums fairly quickly, so he is slower and only accelerates if he's close or on round 2+. Lets you play with him and use toys on him, too.

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dianalillian · 4 months

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Not just once…

Not just twice…

…but Nagi was roasted thrice to his face!

Now that the buzzword (codependency) is thrown, it seems that Nagi’s despair is imminent and inevitable, and it’s probably in the form of Reo-initiated breakup.

On another news, Reo calls Agi a fussy in-law?!?!

Most importantly, our coverboy scored a goal! Look at how proud Aiku is.

#blue lock #bllk #blue lock 245 #bllk 245 #don lorenzo #oliver aiku #aiku oliver #barou shouei #agi #reo mikage #mikage reo #nagireo #reonagi

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megu-nya · 10 months

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★·.·´ IT'S AN ALL BOY PARTY CLOTHING OPTIONAL `·.·★

★ ¦ anon asked: heey hello😁 i really like ur writing!! they are so god🧎sooo i need to request a aiku x male (sub) reader one🤭

★ ¦ ft: oliver aiku

★ ¦ tw: nsfw :: mlm :: m!reader :: fwb? :: anal

It wasn't rare for you to sleep over at your classmates place, especially not if he extra called you to come here to have some "fun", as he called it. But in reality he just wanted you to come over so you two could have sex, like you did so very often. You weren't a couple, but friends with benefits you weren't too... After all he always wanted you to stay and to cuddle with him, watching a movie and just spending wholesome time together and that's not how your last friendships with benefits have been.

As always, Oliver hesitated not even a second before he started kissing you when you put your bag down on the floor of his bedroom, biting on your lower lip to allow him access to your wet cavern, making you moan as his tongue explored your mouth, the two of you fighting for dominance but the second this battle started it was already clear who'd win — Oliver. And the price was taking your shirt off, or rather ripping it apart and leaving prominent hickeys and bite marks on your neck and chest area, marking you as his and only his.

"I'll buy you a new one", he whispered against your skin when he noticed the annoyed look you gave him, placing a soft kiss on your lips, intensifying it before pushing you towards the edge of his bed, making you trip and fall onto it. But he was quick to follow, now hovering over you as he started to undress himself. First his shirt, putting his defined muscles he trains hard for in the gym every day, then his pants and boxers, your mouth watering at the sight of his hardened dick greeting you, getting you onto bed and moving himself between your spread out legs.

You gave him a quick nod, signaling him that you were ready to take him. A cocky smirk plastered his face at the sight of your mouth practically drooling as you watched him lube up his dick with his saliva, aligning his tip with your ass, teasing your hole just to hear those cute whimpers and pleads from you, asking him to finally fuck you. And he was more than happy to oblige. All you had to do was to nicely ask for it.

Oliver was quick to push his whole length into you, not giving you any time to adjust to his length or thickness, a painful but yet pleasant feeling spreading throughout your lower body, his dick reaching the deepest part of your insides, his tip brushing over that one particular spot that had you see stars over and over again. "Fuck, atta boy", he said when you took him without any complaints. You knew how easy it was for him to lose himself in the feeling of your ass squeezing around him like that so he appreciated it more than he could verbally tell you that you let him do as he pleased.

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riririnnnn · 7 days

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Made them after a long while:

I hope that Cat one makes sense. It just feels funny how eepy Kiddo!Rin was and now it looks like he'll send you into a coma with a single glance.

Also, that Kunigami one was a reference to Noa. Like, how Ego couldn't beat Noa and if Kunigami couldn't beat Noa too, then I'll think Ego will beat Kunigami instead.

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shiyosugi · 16 days

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I don't wanna wake up, if you ain't laying next to me

He wants you back and he's going to prove it to you that he is serious about you.

Inspiration from THIS

Other version

No guys, I am not trying to make you all view Oliver in a bad way. This is for the sake of my ideas. Oh and i'm making the smut part as subtle as I can because... Yes.

Oliver had many exes, possibly and you were no better but you were the type he liked. You didn't make the break up a big deal, you just accept it and move on.

However... After he broke up with you, he didn't seem to be interested in finding someone else. In fact, he didn't have the desire for it to. When a girl show interest in him, he just be friendly towards her and nothing more.

He does not want to get into any relationship after you.

He was confused himself.

He wondered why he felt full yet empty?

He never felt this way after a break up.

How the fuck did you make him think about you almost every single day?

Lucky for Oliver, you didn't bother to unfollow him in any social media so he was able to look at your Instagram stories and whatever was happening in your life even after breaking up with him.

You seemed to be doing just fine, despite being the one who was asked to break up. While he here was, the one who wanted the break up yet can't move on.

This wasn't supposed to go this way. No.

Having enough of his cravings for you, he finally decided to text you and asked you to come over to his house. Even though you didn't really want to go because you want no potential conflicts coming after you, you reluctantly went to his house.

Sitting on the couch across him, you looked around feeling awkward as his eyes wander off your body. He was happy to see you in front of him again and now, he understood why he was constantly thinking about you.

He never had sex with you.

It was not like you didn't want to but also the time you were still with him, the thought of having sex with you didn't cross his mind for some reason. Now that he was craving you and wanted you back, it crossed his mind.

Not just that, he realised that he was actually pretty attached to you, compare to his exes, you were the one that lasted a bit longer and the one he spoiled the most. He cherished you.

"You know, I have never realised how much I love you." he started as he slowly stood up and walked across the coffee table that kept the distance between the two of you.

His words made you a bit confused and intrigued so you remained silent to listen about what he had to say next.

"I spoiled you, pamper you, love you with all of my heart..." he stopped in front of you and then picked you up bridal style. "... That I didn't realise that I was actually falling for you... hard.."

You let him carried you as he walked towards his bedroom, for some reason, you weren't resisting. You would be lying if you said you didn't miss him as well.

"And I just realised that I have not yet to mark you... as mine." He whispered to you before entering his room and then put you down on his bed.

"Good thing, I started noticing this feelings of mine now and did not have sex with you beforehand." he said as he leaned down towards you, speaking in a gentle and soft voice that almost hypnotized you.

He leaned down to you even more until he felt his lips against yours. He missed this. The feeling of your lips on his. Your scent. The feeling he got when he was close to you. Having you in his arms. He missed all of it and now he was going to rightfully claim you as his and made sure you belong to him from now on.

...

He was more than happy when he found out that you never been touched in that way before, making this intimate moment even special.

His thrusts were slow yet deep, he swore you were trembling underneath him as your hands held onto his shoulders firmly. Your nails were digging into his skin and he can't help but groaned at the feeling of your nails hurting him yet he didn't mind it all.

He was too fucked up to care about the pain anyway. You were just so... tight and warm... small... soft... so innocent...

He can't believe that you were pure, untouched and ready for him.

He was ready to breed you, marking you as his and made you understood that once he did this, there was no turning back. He was far too gone.

He isn't going to let you go after this.

#blue lock #anime #shiyosugi #bllk #bllk oliver #bllk x reader #oliver aiku x reader #oliver aiku #aiku oliver #bllk smut

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certified-boyliker · 1 year

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Boyfriend Headcanons

Actors: Sae, Rin, Aiku, Barou

Notes: gn!reader, aiku bein aiku, ya know how it is

Sae Itoshi:

Awww, you have a... lovely (?) boyfriend

He's caring in his own way, but no one but you sees that

In public, he's still his cold, serious self, with just a cute partner holding his hand and dragging him into store

In private, he's sleeping against your chest and your running your fingers through his hair

He likes hugging up on you in private, but very reserved in public

Never likes reporters asking you questions, because he knows damn well you'll answer truthfully

Embarass this boy, it's the only way he'll learn

You and Shido actually get along pretty well. Both enjoy teasing and annoying Sae in various ways

You send him memes with Sae's face and he sends memes with Sae's face back

He does not like your relationship, because you both get double annoying

You hear about Rin, but you rarely, if ever see or meet him

Not terribly jealous, knows how much you like him, so it's hard for him to get jealous

Soft, but reserved boyfriend

Rin Itoshi:

Also reserved

More reserved than Sae somehow

He doesn't hold your hand in public, but he purposefully brushed your fingers

He likes seeing you window shop and talk about all the things you want or like

In the case there's something you want, you typically find in on your desk later or he gives it to you directly

Just kiss him on the cheek and watch him blush lightly. It isn't easy to make him blush, but if you do that, he will

Ain't know way in hell he's telling Sae about you. You see Sae at his house and he just drags you to his room without saying a word

You go to his games and wear his number to show your support for your boyfriend, and always looks up to you before a restart to give him that confidence

Jealous as hell. Someone else looks at you and Rin is glaring at them, please distract him

He only trusts people your friends with or... who tolerate him, he has no friends

Reserved boy, and also soft, and still hotheaded

Oliver Aiku:

It took for-fucking-ever for him to actually date you

It took many flings for him to find someone he was actually willing to date

You two don't live together, but he practically lives at your apartment. He sleeps there a lot of the time, he likes hanging around you when he can

He texts you all the time. Mundane things, remembering his games, anniversaries and birthday texts, all sorts of things

Also the type to have a photo of you two as his lockscreen. Probably you kissing his cheek while he's smiling

He's a jerk, he likes rubbing his face against your face, scratching you with his scruffy beard

PDA to the max. Reporters going over to you two? He's kissing you deeply and pulling you into close hugs and telling them how much he loves you

Adores you so much, buys you so many things, shows his love through his actions mostly

Likes lying on you and watching stupid, low-budget movies and TV shows with you

He doesn't get too jealous, very laid back, But if someone does hit on you, he pulls his defensive moves and keeps his partner to himself, pouting and glaring.

Golden Retriever boyfriend to the max

Shoei Barou:

He also adores you, but also uses his action. Quite reserved himself too.

He doesn't hold your hand or even get close to it, but if you two are sitting together, he likes leaning against you

He likes bowling with you and gets you your own bowling ball and it gets competitive really quickly

He likes your spirit of fighting, and loves it very much that he enjoys doing anything competition with you

Video games, 1v1 soccer, bowling, anything that he can think of

Likes it when you call him "King", even jokingly. He enjoys the high he gets from you particularly calling him "King"

He likes kissing you in private and expects you to wear his jersey when you're hanging out

He likes cooking for you and you clean up dishes, and he's absolutely certain he's in love with you

Loves it when he sees you clean up around his or your apartment

He also likes hugging up on you and watches action movies when he's not practicing or keeping the area clean

Jealous, so very easily jealous, so please distract him

He is a reserved, hotheaded boyfriend

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lonelystarrs · 1 year

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Dry Your Eyes, Mate.

Oliver Aiku X FemReader

Sometimes it’s too late, sometimes the timing is never right.

Inspired by my post: Oliver Aiku has a rideable face, but needs a jab in the throat.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI • NSFW • smut • oral receiving (fem) • karma • angst no comfort • Oliver Pining • hints of past cheating •

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Hate was a strong word to use, some not really ever fully understanding the true depth of it, saying it so freely when it should only be used for things that truly made you feel it.

Oh, but you did.

Hate was something that made your skin crawl, it boiled the acid in your stomach and plagued your mind like a disease.

That’s what hate was.

It was so close to love, so close in fact sometimes it was hard to tell the two apart, it’s odd isn’t it?

You didn’t hate many things in life, not many things made your skin crawl, or your fists clench and your teeth grit.

But Oliver Aiku did.

God he made you want to scream and punch something.

That smug little smile on his face whenever he looked at you, even now as he looked up at you glaring down at him, your thighs either side his head as his hands danced over them. Squeezing the fat and muscle before massaging with his thumbs.

His hair was a mess, light sweat dotting across his forehead and dark strands stuck to parts of his face. He was worked up from the rough kissing, the grinding and now his mouth was watering with how close he was to running his tongue through your pussy.

“Knew you couldn’t stay away too long, we work together, just accept it.”

Your eyes rolled at his cocky words and suggestive tone, ignoring them you lifted yourself from his chest, one hand running through his hair to pull his head back and he winced, his teeth gritting but he chuckled through it.

“Oi, it only gets me off more when you get all bratty!”

“Oliver?”

Those odd coloured eyes looked up at you all glassy, seeing you above him like that looking so fucking pretty for him. That dainty lilac see through, lacy bra cupping your tits, your hair in a high pony tail, plump pink lips all glossy and swollen from him kissing you.

“Yeah babe?”

“Just shut up will you?”

“Mak-“

He didn’t have time to finish as you lowered yourself to sit over his face, his lips pressing into your pussy as you wiggled on him to find the place you wanted to be touched, an airy moan leaving you as his hot breath fanned against your clit.

“Use your tongue Aiku, s’all your damn mouth is good for.”

He hummed into you his tongue lifting to brush against your swollen clit before sucking on it. Your body stuttered at his actions and you lifted yourself to roll your hips in time with his tongue, fucking his face to chase your own high.

“Ngh- that’s it, good boy.”

Fuck he loved it when you sang like that to him, all breathy and satisfied —praising him with that haunting phrase of ‘good boy.’

His thick cock flexed against his stomach, reacting as arousal shot through his body to his lower half. His hips bucking up by their own accord as he tried to find his own stimulation for his throbbing dick.

Drool and slick covered his chin, soon dripping down his neck as he literally drank you. Eyes opened to watch you above him, to watch you use him to make yourself cum on his face —it was beyond fucking hot seeing you use him like that.

So bratty yet you just looked so damn beautiful sat on him riding his tongue. Your cheeks and nose dusted pink whilst light, airy pants coming from your mouth that was ajar. Your glassy eyes half hooded as you watched his face buried in your cunt, refusing meeting his own eyes as they looked at you all doe like. Tits bouncing as your hips rolled against his face, your stomach tensing as you took full advantage of his mouth.

God you felt so good, always tasted so sweet. Everything about you was pleasant - your body lotion that he used to love watching you do before bed, your body wash filling the room after every shower, even your damn shampoo made him inhale deeply. The little things that were also just so you. He thought of you every time he smelt your perfume if another girl walked by wearing it, it never suited them as well.

But his favourite thing? That pussy, you tasted like fucking honey on his tongue. —you were fucking intoxicating from head to toe.

His mouth got greedy as he roughly fucked his tongue against your clit, his cock was throbbing against his stomach and he felt kept flexing it, managing to angle himself enough so his sensitive cock head brushed against his stomach with each roll of his hips.

He was gonna cum from this, if you kept pulling his hair like that and grinding your pussy on his face -he was absolutely gonna blow his load.

Your hand tightened in his hair as you forced his head back more, that build up in his lower stomach racing to his dick and he moaned into you again. He sucked harder on your clit and rolled his tongue in circles, your other hand moved down to spread your pussy for him to access your clit better as you opened up for him and he sang under you.

There weren’t many girls who’d have the confidence to sit on his face and spread their cunt open for him to eat out.

But you always rode his face like a damn champ.

“Gonna cum sweetheart?”

He didn’t need to really ask he knew your body as well you knew his —he’d fucked you so many times over the last two years he lost count. The other girls eventually fading into nothing but numbers on his phone, his attention gradually turning less to watch them and focus on you.

But he wasn’t entirely innocent of settling yet, this back and forth between you both, your reluctance to trust him anymore.

You nodded dumbly, sucking again he lightened his tongue but picked up his pace and he watched you see stars above him.

“There, fuck there Aiku don’t move, m’gonna cum -hah - yes, yes -oh fuck yeah.”

Oliver’s arms hooked over your hips and thighs to stop you from lifting from him and he buried his face into you, holding his tongue out and pressing it against your clit he lightly shook his head side to side. You came fucking hard for him, all he heard was your sharp intake of breath, your mouth hung ajar and you practically going crossed eyed for him.

His eyes never left you as he watched you cum on his tongue, your body shook on the come down and tried to recoil from him over stimulating you, but he refused to stop, arms kept hooking you down to him he sucked hard again pressing his tongue harshly against your clit and seen the panic cross your face, hand bracing against his chest to try pull away.

“N-No, Oli d-don’t I’ll-“

“Fuck yeah you will, give it to me babe, seriously, squirt on my face yeah? I wan’it.”

He slurred against your pussy, feeling the cum already drooling from your pretty little hole and down his chin. His tongue dipped down to collect it, moaning against you and he felt you clench around his tongue.

“Oh? Like it when I eat the cum from you huh? Or like hearing me moan over how good you taste?”

You stuttered a shut up to him, your body was recoiling as you felt the built up for something much harder about to hit you and he didn’t stop until you gushed in his mouth. Cumming again so hard you let out a muffled scream, your hand rising to your mouth to bite down on. Your hips jolting against him from keeping you fixed from moving, forcing you to take it.

“Fuck, fuck m’gonna cum babe,”

Aiku braced his feet against the mattress, rutting his lifted hips up to aid the friction and that one final roll of his hips, the head of his cock brushed over his stomach had him cumming without being touched. Cum shooting up his stomach and hitting your ass, burying his face back into your pussy as he moaned out.

You leaned back, hands resting on the bed either side of his hips, both breathing heavy as you recovered.

When he looked up his heart kicked in his ribs at the sight of you.

Fuck, fuck, fuck why did it have to be you?

Karma was such a bitch.

The cold washed over his body as the heat of his high drained from him, leaving a shit reminder that you wouldn’t stay the night —that you’d probably not speak to him again for a couple weeks or you’d go back to avoiding him.

He’d keep texting you, he’d keep trying because this was better than nothing —better than you not being in his life… right?

This way he could stop you from moving on, it was toxic and he knew it but he was selfish when it came to you.

He was grown now in his late twenties, compared to his youth of juggling girls around like options and opportunities. But his reputation only proved itself when he didn’t realise you were different and he tried treating this like everyone else in his past.

You gave him a chance once before and he blew it.

He just didn’t know back then… if he did, if he realised what he felt now he’d have curbed his shitty behaviour.

He knew now he was damn well in love with you, but you’d never believe him or settle for him.

He knew because his heart still thumped for you after cumming and sex, he still thought about you and still wanted you. He wanted those comfy mornings, the dates and he wanted the world to see you were his and he was yours. Post nut clarity was always non existent in this situationship with you.

He called your name and you sighed heavily, those glassy, half hooded eyes he adored looking away from him because you knew what he was going to say. He seen your shoulders tense, the dread coursing through your body.

“Give me another chance?

“I can’t, Oli.”

“We can take it slow, there’s no ru-“

“I just don’t think I can trust you, I want to but I can’t.”

“We’ll go public, screw the pr teams. I’ll take you with me when I travel -fuck I’ll even let you track me on my phone.”

He sat up onto his elbows, causing you to fall back slightly to sit on his stomach, his legs bent up to catch and support you with his thick thighs, his fingers drawing light patterns on your legs.

Those double coloured eyes of his were glossy watching you and you honestly thought he was holding back from crying.

“It’s not healthy, I shouldn’t need a tracker on you that’s crazy.”

“Yeah, well you make me crazy —in a good way. Just give it a go with me again, its been two years of this you gotta feel something if you’re coming back.”

“Have you thought about me? How it might not be healthy for me? I don’t want to be second guessing everything, or feeling paranoid if there’s others in the background.”

“I haven’t been with anyone else in 9 months, I ain’t fucking messing about this.”

“What?”

His jaw clenched at your shocked expression and he looked off across the room, tilting his head down so his hair hid his eyes, hid the fact he felt his fucking nose and throat sting.

He was frustrated.

“I haven’t been with anyone —I can’t.”

“Oli stop with this silver tongue crap I’m no-“

“Will you just fucking trust me? I can’t since I realised I was damn well in love with you. It doesn’t work anymore.”

He heard your breath hitch and he felt his own as he all but blurted out something he didn’t want to admit, not like this anyway —not because he was getting damn emotional over this crappy situation.

No it didn’t work, literally, lil Aiku was struggling to reach his glorious ending, sex was empty now —cumming just didn’t happen. His heart throbbed for you, end of, plain and simple and apparently now his dick was following the same process.

“What doesn’t work?” The confused was clear on your face.

“That’s what you’re focused on in that sentence?”

He chuckled before gently rolling you off him and swinging himself off the bed, elbows resting on his knees as he ran a hand through his hair, rubbing the back of his neck.

“If you really want me to leave you alone, fine. But I don’t want to, I wanna make this work.”

Your silence went on long enough, he pinched the bridge of his nose and cleared his throat trying to hold on to the restraint from actually fucking crying in front of you.

“Fine. I’ll leave ya to it.”

You thought it was for the best when he moved to the bathroom and cleaned himself up, that it was for the best when he left the house with a little slam of the door.

Yet it was gnawing at you for the rest of the night, your sleep was disturbed, tossing in the sheets like your mind rattling in your skull.

It doesn’t work.

I’m in love with you.

I wanna make this work.

You threw the pillow over your face and screamed into it, feet kicking at the mattress as they recoiled from the springs.

You peaked at your phone through the gap in your pillow and glared at it.

Snatching it from the side you opened his chat bubble on your messages.

You > Oliver if you’re honestly serious then we can try. But if I so much as hear about another girl I am done for good and you won’t contact me again, if you agree to respect that then I’m willing to try. I really hate how you left, I shouldn’t have let you leave like that so late either. I’m sorry. I hope you’re home safe.

Sent 3:35am

Automatic Response: Message undeliverable.

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mitsies · 1 year

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SNAKEBITES ! ; oliver aiku > a stranger comes into your piercing and tattoo parlour, and it's just your luck that he wants his lips pierced.

it’s a slow day at work.

from your station in the back of your tattoo parlour, you can hear as cheery music filters through the speaker system, muffled, and not much else. there’s no telltale sounds of the door’s bell ringing as a customer walks through, or the enthusiastic voice of the establishment’s receptionist, kenji, scheduling appointments or taking calls over the phone.

you’d expected as much from today— it was, after all, 11 in the morning on a tuesday. most people would be at work doing better things. you pull up your schedule on your phone and see that your next appointment wasn’t until 2pm. standing from your wheeled stool with a sigh and stretch, your eyes gloss over the state of your workspace: everything is just as neat (and drab) as you’ve left it when you’d organised only a few minutes ago.

you’ve owned and worked at your tattoo parlour for the past few years. it was a relatively successful business endeavour, too. slow days were few and far in between. today was an anomaly, you supposed. people usually came from far off places just to access your abilities and services, whether they be tattoos or piercings. it was rather flattering, you supposed, maybe an ego boost you didn’t need. your establishment is still rather small, with only you and a few others as part of the rotating cast of staff. right now, it was just kenji and yourself on shift. kenji was a student with bright, cheery smile and a sun in aries who never failed to sell guests on jewlery or packages. he was young and a joy to talk to, in your humble opinion, which is why you made your way to the building’s lobby.

kenji was sitting on the desk swinging his feet while checking his phone, perking up when he saw you coming. “got bored back there?”

“i guess. not much to do,” you reply, slouching against the desk. kenji laughs. “i like this better than having too much to do.”

“you have too many missing assignments to be saying that.”

he gives you a look. “hey, that was uncalled for.”

“mhm. sure. since i’m your boss and we have nothing better to do, i order you to do your schoolwork for once.”

“you order me?”

“yeah, something like that.” he snorts and hops off the desk, about to retort when the door’s bell jingles and a tall figure walks in. your attention is drawn to him— a tall, broad man with shaggy dark hair and an electrifying smile as he gestures to a sign on the door and asks, “walk-ins are cool, yeah?”

you have an answer for him, but you’re not sure what to say. your mouth feels dry as he surveys you, a crooked grin creasing his eyes in greeting. you should tell him that no, you don’t usually take walk-ins, but kenji cuts in for you.

“yes, for sure! lucky for you, we’ve got a bunch’a openings for t’day.”

you snap your gaze to kenji who grins at you like he didn’t just lie to a customer. again, you open your mouth to say something when you’re cut off again, this time by the stranger: “okay. cool. i’m here for a piercing.”

kenji waves the man over. and at the same time shoos you off. “go back to your little dungeon and get ready— you’ve got a customer,” he whispers in a sing-song tone that makes your face hot with embarrassment.

“you literally work for me. i should fire you,” you bite back. but kenji’s already turned away to tend to the stranger, leaving you to go out back to your studio, letting the heavy door click shut behind you. you frown. it does look a little bit like a dungeon, with no windows and a lack of prominent lighting. furiously, you busy yourself with reorganising the already organised space as you hear muffled voices and laughter fusing with the music out in the lobby. why did you care so much suddenly?

after a few minutes, you hear a groan as the door is opened again— the man is there again, opening the door. kenji is behind him and he wiggles his eyebrows at you suggestively before saying: “they’re the owner, so you’ll be taken care of jus’ fine. i’ll see you out front when y’er done!”

and with that, he leaves the both of you. the stranger lets the door shut behind him and you turn your back, taking a deep breath and channeling your professionalism as best you can. this is made really, really hard because he looks abnormally attractive in the warm lighting of your studio, all sharp lines and sharper smiles.

“you can sit down on the seat there,” you say politely, gesturing to a covered chair in the corner, “did you pick out jewlery with kenji?”

the man nods an affirmative, handing you two silver pieces with emerald embellishments made to resemble fangs at the ends— a set for snakebite piercings. your heart stalls, and stops. you’d be piercing this man’s lips?

you clear your throat and give him your best customer-service smile. “good choice. i love emerald. they’ll go with your eyes.”

he returns your expression and you suddenly feel incredibly weak in the knees. “that was the plan.”

you turn to a countertop and let yourself exhale a deep, silent breath as your heart hammers in your chest as you sanitise the jewlery with alcohol. speaking to him from over your shoulder, you introduce yourself with your name.

“i’m oliver aiku.”

“oliver,” you muse to yourself, “and have you gotten a piercing before?”

“nah. you’re my first time.”

you stiffen. okay.

“starting off with snakebites is brave.”

“do they hurt?”

you turn back to him, thoughtful. “i mean, based on what i’ve heard from everyone i’ve pierced, they’re not too bad. just.. a little uncomfortable.”

you leave out why because you’d cite different reasons for the discomfort than the ones you should. snakebite piercings are ones that you don’t get to do often, but they require incredible proximity— you’ve got to be close enough to feel their breathing on your hands. this is, usually, not an issue. today might be a day full of exceptions.

oliver and you keep talking and you’re kind of taken aback by how easy conversation is. his charisma bursts at the seams and overflows into you— he has you bringing up old school memories and childhood tales, and laughing hard enough to hurt your ribs. you learn a few things about him: one, that he grew up in sweden. two, he’s a pro-player for japan’’s football team (and how you’ve never heard of him before, you’re not too sure, because a google search later proves his popularity). and three: you’ve kind of got a crush on him.

okay, so maybe that final one is more of a fact about you, but it’s still pertinent. the both of you had just been chatting for the past 20 minutes, long after prep work for the piercing had finished. he’s not only easy on the eyes but an incredible conversationalist. his words leave you wanting more, his smile has your stomach churning. this is not very professional of you.

eventually, you run out of stalling to do. seating yourself on your stool, you steel your nerves and say a prayer as you reach for a long, silver clamp. “okay. you ready for this?”

“as i’ll ever be. have at it.”

to attatch the clamp, which will serve to separate the site of the piercing from the rest of his mouth, you need to put one gloved hand on his jaw. you purse your lips as you slide in close to his face: “open your mouth for me?”

he’s all too compliant and you feel a little bit insane as you move your free hand to pull at his full lower lip, with a hushed, “tell me if it hurts.”

this is far more intimate than you’d anticipated. you can feel his gentle breathing against your hands and the sound of your heartbeat pulses through your ears, merging with the hot rush of blood. the clamp goes down, and you finally pull back to check the positioning, giggling a little at how silly it looks. he gives you an easy, amused expression, voice muffled as he speaks: “do i look good? maybe i should just keep it like this.”

“mhm. you look good.”

“you think?”

“oh, for sure.”

you take the needle, with the jewlery attached, in your dominant hand and roll your chair back over to him. “this’ll pinch. you can handle that?”

“you kiddin’? i can handle anything you give me.”

okay. okay, okay. it’s okay. this is fine.

gently, with care, you take his jaw in your hand. through your gloves, you feel the warmth beneath his skin and the rough grating of stubble on your palms. you hold hin still as you swiftly slide the needle through the inside of his lip. once it’s in, you slide the clamp off and deftly screw on the jewled ball of the piercing’s end and sit back to admire your work and totally not to regain your bearings.

“one down. you’re halfway there. and you didn’t even flinch. ready for the next one?”

oliver grins, wincing a little at the soreness. “as i’ll ever be.”

if you thought the first piercing was intimate, you were sorely mistaken. because this time, you were going for the side opposite to that of your dominant hand— this meant it required a little more manouvering, a little more proximity, a little more touching. you only feel a little bad, as you let your hands linger on oliver’s face a little too long as you try to adjust the clamp as best you can. the pointer finger of your glove is shiny as you maybe a little unnecessarily fix the placement of the clamp. you wonder where your dignity has run to.

“you ready?” you ask, meeting his eyes, but with your fingers practically in his mouth the only response he can muster is a nod. the second needle slides in easy as the first, all the while he looks straight on at you.

once it’s in, you slide on the end piece with the understated serpent motif and stand up, stepping back to see your work.

“hm. looks good.” you lie, because it doesn’t look just good, it looks fucking fantastic on him. your heart beats against your ribcage and threatens to leap out your throat if you speak any more, so you simply take the small hand mirror on the countertop and put the clamp away, handing the mirror to oliver. you, for your own sake, can’t watch him as he checks himself out.

he exhales a laugh and your chest tightens. “thank you. this is sick.”

you wave your hand at him bashfully, moreso than you think you’ve ever been. “it’s my job.”

he rises and you realise again just how tall he is. the warm lighting makes his new piercings shine, and you’re breathless. “i guess. and since you’re the professional— is there anything i shouldn’t do with these while they heal?”

you purse your lips. “didn’t kenji tell you everything?”

“nah. he said you would.”

that piece of shit. you think today might be his last day at work here because you might strangle him to death.

“avoid pools or hot tubs, and don’t mess with the piercing too much. don’t take it out, either, and don’t smoke while it’s healing.”

“anything else?”

he meets your eyes with a playful sparkle and you know for certain what he’s alluding to. was he really going to make you say it?

“and you can kiss people,” you exhale, “just be gentle.”

“being gentle,” he muses, tension palpable in the air, “i don’t suppose that you could show—”

the door slams open. kenji stands, messy dark hair on end and looking quite frankly frazzled. you take a step back from oliver, letting out a breath of relief or disappointment, you couldn’t be sure, as you ask: “kenji? something up?”

“there’s so many people,” he heaves, “so many. so, so many. big line. rush hour.” he’s so out of breath, you move to pat him on the back awkwardly.

“i thought it was a slow day.” glancing out in the hallway, you see a long, long line stacking outside in the small lobby— a typical weekend day ath the parlour, not a sight you expected on a tuesday.

kenji looks traumatised. “me too,” he laments. you sigh, turning back to oliver.

“i can pay and go,” he says, gesturing out front, “i didn’t mean to take up so much of your time.”

“it’s no issue,” you reply a little too quickly. “really. don’t worry about it.”

kenji leaves back to the front desk to check in the next walk-in clients, and you and oliver are left in the studio. picking up and dropping the tools you’ve used in sanitising solution, you rattle off a list of piercing-care instructions.

“saline spray twice a day. you can just use a cotton pad,” you conclude.

“and will i need a check-up or something?”

you blink. “no. unless you want to change the jewlery, you should be fine.”

he shakes his head with a laugh and a grin. “you sure? i think i might need to come back. pick up where we left off.”

oh. oh, okay.

your skin feels so hot as you fumble over your words: “in that case, yeah. i mean, yes. sure. i can see you sometime.”

“perfect. when?”

“friday night? i’m done here at 7.”

you fight the smile growing on your face, and lose miserably as he replies, “perfect. i’m looking forward to it.”

he leaves out the door and you let yourself breathe out, covering your warm cheeks with your hands as you try to erase the cheesy expression. a few minutes later, you receive a text: it’s kenji.

kenji!!!: listen it’s great that u and ur new boyfriend are so happy and all but plwase save me there’s so many people

kenji!!!: ohmy god i think they’re going to stampede me or soemthing SAVW ME

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