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☆ title: redefining (ch. 6) | (ch. 5) ☆ (ch. 7)

☆ pairing: cop!daichi sawamura x single mom!reader

☆ wc: 3.1k

☆ synopsis: four years after leaving your toxic ex, you find yourself a single mom to a 10-year-old boy named musubi, who harbors a lot of misdirected anger. you hear from his fifth grade teacher, mr. suga, more often than your own mother and a resulting friendship is born. meeting suga’s best friend wages a war between your head and your heart - one that challenges everything you think you know about love and police officers. neither are to be trusted. both have left you lost and scared when you needed them the most. so, when a cop comes knocking at love’s door, just how strong is your resolve to keep your heart under lock and key?

☆ warnings/notes: nsfw. mdni. cop!daichi. daichi: 1 / yoga pants: 0. oral (m. receiving)

I know there’s a danger Whenever we touch It’s always the last time But it’s never enough

Angel of the Night - The Steeldrivers

Five days.

Five days since you’d slept with Daichi, but it felt like an eternity. Every time you thought of him, a dull pang of desire made you clench around nothing, and you thought of him too many times to count. Day and night. The rest of that weekend hadn’t been too bad, and you figured as time went on you would begin to think of him less and less. But to your dismay the opposite seemed to be true and by Wednesday evening, the cop had taken up residence in your mind and made himself right at home. The audacity!

You were even beginning to resent your toys for their lackluster performance when compared to Daichi Sawamura. No matter how many times you made yourself cum, there was still too much left to be desired as though there was a void within you that only he could fill. A need that only he could meet. A hunger that only he could feed.

You’d been chewing on your lip, glancing over at your phone on the end table next to you, fighting the urge to text Suga. He’d no doubt be a shit and tease you about it with a smug look on his face.

You stared at your phone, glaring at it as if it were taunting you, daring you. Subi was going to a friend’s house for a sleepover Saturday night, which meant you’d have the house all to yourself until late Sunday morning.

“Fuck it!” you said aloud, exasperated.

You: Can you give me Daichi’s number? And before you even start SHUT UP.

SugaPie: I haven’t even said anything. 😃

You: You didn’t have to. I can hear you smirking from all the way wherever you are.

SugaPie: <smirking louder>

Daichi’s contact card immediately followed.

SugaPie: Have fun! 😘

You: Thanks, bestie! 💋

You saved Daichi’s contact info in your phone, fully intending to delete it after he dicked you down again. Just this once. Well, this would be the second time, but that would be it! No more. Just one more fuck to get him out of your system, then you’d be able to forget all about him.

Your thumbs hovered over the screen as butterflies began to fill your stomach. You scoffed at yourself for getting worked up over a guy, particularly one whom you had no intention of dating. You started typing…then deleted everything and started over. You started over…then deleted everything again. And again. You must’ve deleted half a dozen messages before you decided to keep it simple, stupid.

You: Hi.

Welp, there it was. It was out there now. Had he seen it already? How long would he take to text back?

Officer Big Dick: Uh, hi. Who is this?

Ohmyfuckinggod, I’m such an idiot! I forgot to tell him who it is!

You: It’s y/n. From the other night? We met at Suga’s?

Officer Big Dick: Y/n! Hey!

You: Do you remember me?

Officer Big Dick: Of course I remember you! It’s good to hear from you.

You: I got your number from Suga. I hope that’s okay?

Officer Big Dick: Yeah! That’s totally okay. What are you up to?

You: Not much, just relaxing on the couch. Wbu?

Officer Big Dick: My shift’s almost over so I’m wrapping things up at work, then going home.

You: Are you working Saturday?

Officer Big Dick: Yeah, 2nd shift. Why, what’s up?

You: Wanna come over after work?

The longest pause yet in his responses made you chew on the inside of your cheek.

Officer Big Dick: Yeah, I do. But my shift ends at 8 so I won't make it there until after 9. Is that too late?

Perfect.

You: Not at all!

Officer Big Dick: Okay! Do you wanna go out and do anything or?

You: I was hoping we could just hang out here and relax. Maybe order in and watch a movie? Or just talk?

Officer Big Dick: Sure, we can do any or all of those things. Doesn’t really matter to me as long as I get to see you again.

You: Stop, you’re making me blush!

Officer Big Dick: Awww I bet you look really cute.

You: STAHHHPPPP IT 🫣

Officer Big Dick: Lol sorry! I’ll stop. For now. 😏

You: You better. See you Saturday night then?

Officer Big Dick: Yes ma’am, you will.

You’d dropped Musubi off at his friend’s house Saturday afternoon and had been chomping at the bit ever since, anxious to see Daichi again. Time had slowed to a crawl when you returned home, so you started cleaning. Not only did it make the time go by more quickly, it helped to ease some of the giddy jitters. Yet another bonus was the fact that your house was the cleanest it had been in weeks! To some it might’ve looked like you were going out of your way to impress Officer Big Dick with your housekeeping skills, but that wasn’t it at all. No, you were anxious to see him and needed to do shit to keep yourself busy. Getting two loads of laundry done, floors mopped and vacuumed, bathrooms cleaned, and dishes put away was merely the silver lining of having too much nervous energy and nowhere else to put it.

You chose to ignore the fact that a huge smile appeared on your face when Daichi texted you, letting you know he was just leaving work. He was on his way home to get a quick shower before heading to your place. You replied with an acknowledging text, then finished folding the last of the laundry and put it away, soldiering through the anticipation that began to seep into your panties.

Your doorbell rang, setting off the pounding in your heart. You padded over to the door, opening it to find those big brown eyes and the genuine happiness that sparkled in them upon seeing you again. Returning his smile, you invited him inside. He was once again preceded by his signature scent of wild bergamot and rich sandalwood with a hint of leather, carried on the breeze and compelling you beyond reason to get closer to him. And there was that crooked, boyish grin of his again. Yeah, that one - the one that slayed you.

He entered your home at your behest, carefully taking everything in before toeing his shoes off at the door. Even in a pair of black joggers and a dark grey police academy t-shirt, he looked good enough to eat.

“You like my bumming-around-the-house-and-being-lazy outfit? I tried to dress for the occasion.”

“As a matter of fact, I do!” you chuckled. “You look good.”

“So do you,” he said seriously. “I’m sure you look great in anything.” Daichi smirked again, his eyes trailing along the length of your body. “I happen to know for a fact that you look spectacular in my clothes, and you’re drop dead gorgeous in nothing at all.”

Playfully rolling your eyes and smiling, you took his coat and hung it on one of the mounted hooks on the adjacent wall. When you turned to face him again, you held out your arms. “Hug?”

“Absolutely.” He bent down and wrapped his buff arms around you, but instead of merely hugging you, he picked you up. You hooked your ankles behind his back and buried your face in the crook of his neck. He took a few steps further inside and stopped, his biceps flexing around your ribs as he held you tighter.

“It’s good to see you again,” he rasped as you inhaled his masculine scent. You didn’t even realize how much you had missed it until then - the hardness of his muscular arms as they embraced you, the way the short hairs at the base of his neck tickled your fingers, the feeling of his ear pressed against your cheek. You hadn’t missed him…just those things about him. Just to be clear.

Daichi’s chest puffed up with air before releasing a long sigh of relief as he rubbed your back. Lifting your head to look at him, you cupped his face and pressed your lips to his. He kissed you back without hesitation, drawing a contented sigh from you when his tongue sought permission to tangle with yours, enticing it, inviting it out to play. His hands drifted to your ass, taking a cheek in each of his big hands before squeezing. Even through the cotton material of his shirt, he could feel your moist heat against his navel.

“Haven’t been able to stop thinking about you,” he whispered.

“D-Daichi?” you panted, kissing and licking the space below his ear before trailing along his jaw.

“What is it? Tell me what you need, y/n,” he whispered.

“Need you to fuck me, Dai…” you whined pitifully.

“Bedroom?”

You nodded and pointed in the direction he needed to go.

Daichi pushed the door closed with his foot before pushing your back against the wall. One of his hands slid from your bottom to between your legs to find your need had soaked through the thin material of your tight yoga pants. You were about to ask him to put you down so you could take your pants off when you heard the ripping of fabric. You broke your deep kiss and looked at him with your eyes full of surprise.

“M’sorry,” Daichi grunted as he reached under your thigh and into his joggers, pulling his hard length out. “Just can’t wait anymore.” He licked his reddened lips as his equally red tip pressed against your panties, his pre soaking into them to mix with your wet. “Fuck, you’re so damn sexy, y/n…”

His swollen cockhead nudged your clit through the white lace. “God, Daichi,” you moaned as he licked the exposed column of your neck. “Need you now.”

Daichi hooked a couple of fingers inside your panties and pulled them to one side, letting your clit rub along the underside of his thick shaft a few times before lining himself up. After giving himself a couple of pumps with his fist, Daichi pushed his fat tip through your entrance, groaning as your tight heat swallowed him whole, one thick inch at a time. Your nails dug into his shoulders as you winced at the slight sting his stretch provided.

“You okay?” he huffed.

“Mmhmnn god yes! Fuuuuck I’ve needed this so bad.”

Warm pride bloomed in Daichi’s chest, knowing he - or at least his cock - had that much of an effect on you. He moaned at the way your pussy held him in a vise-like grip when he tried to retreat. “So damn tight,” he hissed.

Maybe it was because you were so worked up over him. Maybe it was the anticipation of being with him again, or the fact that you’d been using your toys every day since your first time with him. You couldn’t be sure, but taking Daichi’s monstrous girth was easier than the first time you’d taken him just a few days prior.

He pulled out a bit before slamming back into you with enough force that it made you take back your previous thought. With your eyes rolling back and your mouth hanging open, he did it again, grunting.

“Fuck yeah, fuck your cock into me hard, Dai…”

Daichi could feel the warmth of your slick leaking along the underside of his shaft. Your clear liquid hung from his swinging balls as he drilled up into you. The angle, the depth, the power with which he pistoned into you…it was all so perfect and the coil deep inside you wound tighter and tighter.

“Oh god, you’re gonna make me cum so fast,” you breathed, the force of his thrusts pushing your words out as your arms clung to his neck.

Daichi’s hands squeezed your ass cheeks in his hands, pulling them apart and using them to slam you down on his cock every time his hips snapped upwards.

“That’s it, y/n, cum on my dick,” he said with your earlobe between his teeth.

You whined as your walls began to throb and flutter around Daichi’s hot girth as he drove you up the wall.

“Cum for me, y/n!” he growled into your ear.

The commanding tone in the depth of Daichi’s voice finally pushed you over the edge. You came hard around him, pussy squelching as he forced his cock to stay inside you through your intense contractions.

“Nnhnnn…you’re gripping me so tight. So fucking close, y/n…”

“Wait! Waitwaitwaitwait!” you insisted, tapping his shoulder.

Daichi’s brown eyes shot open. “Shit, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

You shook your head vehemently, still trying to catch the breath that he’d fucked out of you. “Wanna suck you off. Wanna make you cum in my mouth, Daichi.”

He lifted you further up his waist, making you gasp when he let himself pop out of you. He put his back to the wall as you got down on your knees to find your cream dripping from his big, spongey tip. You watched as Daichi pushed down on the top of his shaft to guide himself to your open lips. Your hands were so much smaller than his that it made his cock look that much bigger when he watched your fingers encircle his creamy base. You swirled your tongue around the tip, collecting your salty spend from around its prominent ridge.

“Mmfuck that’s hot,” Daichi praised with a whisper, tenderly brushing your hair away from your face to hold it back in a loose ponytail as you licked his balls clean as well.

Groaning, he let his head fall back against the wall, his cock twitching in your hand when you sucked his heavy testicles into your mouth, one after the other. Your tongue traced its way along the two veins that branched beneath Daichi’s cock as you looked up at him from under your pretty eyelashes. He watched you - eyes darkened with lust and need - as his dickhead disappeared between your puffy lips. Easily the hottest blow job he’d ever gotten, and you were only a few seconds in. Your lips stretched as you reached the thickest part of him, not quite halfway down his shaft.

Such a shame that you couldn’t take him all the way. He was just too big. Maybe with enough time and practice you could work yourself up to it, but that wasn’t to be.

This was the last time. Make it good.

You bobbed and sucked on as much of him as you could take, gagging occasionally as your eyelashes filled with tears. But the way Daichi couldn’t take his eyes off you. The way he praised you for choking him down as best you could. It was all getting to you and fresh slick began to drip onto the floor beneath you. The salty flavor of his precum coated your tongue and slid down your throat.

Daichi wasn’t even aware that he’d started using your makeshift ponytail as leverage to guide your face along his dick. He was moaning and cursing under his breath. His cockhead throbbed harder and harder each time it penetrated your throat. With the hand that held onto his thigh you felt him tremble. Guttural sounds were leaving Daichi’s throat almost nonstop as he took one last look down at you.

“Ghhnn,” he grunted, hips jerking just as his first spurt of seed filled your mouth.

With his head thrown back and his hips pumping slow and shallow, he held your head in place, missing the widening of your eyes as he just kept cumming more and more until his milky seed began to leak from the corners of your mouth and drip off your chin. You’d always prided yourself on being able to drink a guy down to the last drop, but between Daichi’s chubby cock and his massive orgasm, you were lucky if you could manage to swallow even half of it.

Releasing him from your mouth, you swallowed what was left before licking the traces of your combined flavors from Daichi’s spent cock. Still leaning back against the wall with his eyes closed, panting, he shivered and hissed at the overstim.

“I hope it was good,” you said, still on your knees and wiping your lip with your thumb.

Daichi huffed and offered his hands to you, easily helping you up only to pull you against his chest. “You kidding me? That was phenomenal! Where’d you learn t-... Actually, never mind, I don’t wanna know.”

You looked up at him and curled your arms around his neck, pulling him down into a kiss. Daichi moaned at the traces of your combined flavors as you swirled your tongue around his.

“Are you the jealous type, Daichi?” Your tone was teasing, but he answered honestly.

“Not usually, but when it comes to stuff like that, maybe just a little? But only when I really like someone.”

You pulled away from him and turned toward your bathroom, trying to hide the smile that threatened to betray you. “Hang on, I gotta find some bottoms to put on since somebody ripped my pants,” you said pointedly.

He grimaced at his ferocious behavior as he tucked himself back into his joggers. “Yeah. Sorry about that. I’ll buy you some new ones.”

Changing in the open bathroom, you replied, “Don’t sweat it! You more than made up for it!”

You rejoined him in your bedroom to find him rubbing the back of his neck and laughing sheepishly. “I get a little carried away sometimes.”

Oh, now you were really curious. “Like how?” you asked with a smirk.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” He bit his lip enticingly, shoving his hands in his pockets and falling in behind you as you walked out of the bedroom.

Peeking over your shoulder, you gawked at him. “Oh c’mon! You’re not gonna tell me?”

Stopping in your kitchen with you, he shook his head with that cute fucking grin. “No, ma’am. You’ll just have to find out for yourself.”

Deciding to play along, you quipped back with “What makes you think I’ll even sleep with you again?”

“Just letting you know what your options are, and…” he took the two strides necessary to lean down and brush his lips just below your ear, “I don’t think you’ll sleep with me again. I know you will.”

You scoffed, hoping you didn’t come off as flustered as you were. What balls he had! “Presumptuous much?”

Keeping his mouth shut with his lips in a tight smile, he shrugged as though it was a fact that you simply hadn’t yet accepted.

You rolled your eyes, mostly irritated by the fact that he was probably right. “Are you hungry?”

“Starving.”

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