summary: collection of angsty oneshots surrounding being fwb with obanai when both parties harbor feelings for someone else
genre: smut (18+)
warnings:thigh riding, dirty talk, choking
pairing: iguro × black!fem oc / reader
his voice calmly announced himself with the door shut behind him, catching her ear as well as her eager intentions.
“hey.” he’d started to ask how she was for the sake of formal greetings, but was quickly thrown a plump thigh to squeeze around his side, and a slow, soft graze of teeth to his ear that preceded her breathy ‘hey’ back– both of which had him hissing through his teeth.
he’s quickly aware of how the depth of his growl failed to hide his appreciation.
"nnm shit…“
"who are you trying to sound sexy for?” she laughed, following his murmured instruction to hop on him, so he could carry her in full air straddle. he was exceptionally strong for his stature– jade could remember even the first time that he displayed what his slender muscle could do; it never hurt when she was needy to play in the sheets. something suggested to her that obanai could tell, given how he responded with a tight squeeze to her underthighs.
“you choose now to ask ridiculous questions– you lept on me and nipped my ear two seconds in the door, what do you expect from me,” he carried her easily to her bedroom, humming amusement at how she squealed when he threw her onto the sheets. her body was– for the most part –on display for him already, with his friend in nothing aside from white hipster panties and a black tee she’d apparently gotten a little scissor happy with cropping. it was a sight he could heartily appreciate, for the view it graced him with. black cotton was fringing and breezed over brown skin, only reaching just below her areola, barely granting him the sight of those two fetching little mounds resting atop her chest… and a lacy pattern accentuated the plentiful curve of her hips where she lay on her back awaiting him. there had never been difficulty at all with her getting him hard, especially when she would worry her index finger in her teeth, giving him sultry and expectant looks above a body blessed for sin.
like she did now.
“what has he done now to get you like this,” his cool, deep voice mused, coated in a pleased shade of awe.
“say what?” jade gawked in theatrical surprise, “you wanna hear about giyuu all of a sudden?”
she had her answer swiftly: it was a viperous 'no’, given not from anything he said, but from every consequent move obanai made from the second she dared to tease with mention of the swim star, starting from how his face lost all of the growing fondness that was there not a second earlier.
his hands instantly grew vicious. if she couldn’t tell from the one that gripped her ankle to rest at his shoulder, jade could damn well be sure it with how the other clasped the vice grip that he did on her neck.
“don’t–” he grunted, snatching her down to the end of the bed, until the curve of her ass pressed flush against his groin, “–dare say that illiterate’s worthless name to me.”
both of their hearts belonged to another.
it was made no secret between them–obanai’s harbored feelings for mitsuri, and jade’s pining over giyuu. but the two confided their hidden wants only to the other, barring iguro’s truly painful obviousness of his swooning. neither of them possessed the self-esteem to come clean to their respective would-be’s. obanai was too mute and bashful, rather choosing to drown in self-sanctioned unrequited feelings for his hesitancy. jade resigned herself for her too-clear differences with the object of her desires. while introverts were quite naturally drawn to her, giyuu was far too much a male of focus. she had accepted being little more than an extra lump in the formless mass that lay out of the man’s tunnel vision… and done so long ago.
the two of them, however, were drawn to each other as poles of a magnet, opposite yet amiable in being so. they were both outliers of the norm in their own respect, obanai from his silence and appearance, jade
being a sore thumb as a foreign, black, american student in their university.
it worked well in their favor, from the play out of college courses. from the first partnered project she had eased over to his seat to form a pair of the two of them, they remained so unto present.
“you must have known no one would have an interest in partnering with me,” she could recall him reminiscing some time later. the way he displayed his humor was so dry, but the most faint tuck of his inner cheek was his smile whenever he was being playful. it tickled her.
“i knew you wouldn’t get up and ask anybody, so i asked you. you act like you’re the one that came up winning from it,” she laughed, “i got the come up—- you’re the chemistry major, now i get A’s and you’re forced be polite and stay my friend outta decency.”
“not entirely,” he answered, tipping her phone down with his pen to inspect her test answers thusfar. he looked satisfied, quickly returning to his TA notes and tea, “i’ve come away with good company.”
she was just about to smile.
“i get some sumptuous cat every now and again, too. who could complain there.”
that sudden roughness wrenched a gasping moan from her, bringing her to curl her hips against the forming tent in his pants.
“okay…"
to her breathless reply, obanai gave a squeeze to her that made her arousal seep well through her panties. even with the rage he played up, he delivered nothing but the deepest sensation of eroticism through his touch, and knew just how to constrict her blood flow to make her head light. "that is nowhere near good enough,” he warned, petting her pulse with the pad of his thumb, “make it clear to me that you understand. now.”
“i’m sorry, o, i won’t… i won’t…” she swore. in her growing heat she canted her skull into the bed, making her neck arch further into his palm.
“you won’t what,” he pressed, teeth clenched. jade supposed he hammered a thrust against her center for further incentive, but it worked only to scramble her thoughts awry with how wet he was getting her.
“oh fuck..! i won’t say it, obanai! i won’t say his name..!"
he took his bitter time to mull over her sincerity to himself, indifferent to her squirming all the while. it looked to have been enough in the end– if barely. he only released his hold with a curt 'hmph’ and nothing more. she looked up to his heterochromatic stare, just in time to see the flippant way in which he brushed her ankle from his shoulder– insultingly, with a flick of the wrist and the backs of his knuckles.
every indicator of his displeasure was growing sexier… now, slow heaves moved his chest, swelling and re-swelling in indignation with each riled breath iguro took.
this was so different, and it aroused her heavily.
he made her want to beg.
jade let her fingers curl around his belt, timid and sheepish, a stark contrast to the vixen countenance she glared at him with. but even as she rose to her knees in front of him, obanai’s expression held its impenetrable annoyance– in fact, it now verged on contempt. had she not known him, she would have been worried at the possibility that he would turn and leave her there unsatisfied. but she knew the hate he felt wasn’t toward her. and, knowing him as well as she did, jade was well aware that iguro loathed the idea of abandoning tasks; he left nothing unfinished once started, even a favor of fucking. moreover, he was too morally-coded an individual to deny what she needed. especially when she asked him outright.
the same sultry lidding of her eyes met him nose to nose, jade’s lips parted and her breath gently warming his skin behind the cloth of his ever-present mask. soft, teasing kisses over it did nothing to sway him; his eyes were still distaste-hardened, keeping their glare on her, and he himself remained unmoved. though, to her delight, he did not stop her from showering her affections. and while his expression never changed from the same repulsed sneer, she could feel his hand snaking firmly up her thigh as she pulled the band free from his ear to unveil his mouth.
when she kissed him, his eyes did not close. the hand at her leg squeezed, but he kept that skeptical, condescending, mismatched stare on her as though doubting her sincerity still. even as he opened her mouth to deepen the kiss as he pleased, letting their tongues slowly collide, letting hers reacquaint itself with the metal stud in his, he radiated bitter ire.
the wet 'chut’s of their lips breaking away were making her clit pulse and weep. obanai and his nimble fingers appeared to know it, as if her pussy spoke to him directly, slowing their kisses and sucking her tongue to make them that much louder, that much more filthy. the way he ravished her mouth was intense enough to make her even more light-headed, and wet enough to leave their saliva connecting their mouths even when they had disconnected. just as he brought one index finger to ease the fullness of her bottom lip downward, jade could feel his other slipping past the hem of her underwear and hooking into the crotch, dragging the knuckle languidly down her heated flesh. her eyes fluttered and she knew her slick was coating it, directly where she had already dampened material in his grasp.
"what is this,” he asked, breaking her away from her pleasure. his touch slipped down the line of her throat to open her eyes, and she did– to the sight of him staring at her mouth as his licked his lips.
…so he liked her new lip gloss…
she gave him a faint answer of pineapple papaya, and he hummed, feigning very little intrigue. but the manner of his touch flipped on a switch, yanking the lace of her panties in a fist before he gave his next, low command, “give it to me.”
she surrendered her mouth to his in the next blink, sighing dizzied moans into iguro’s. he was possessed in having all of her taste, hiking her closer to him with handfulls of her ass that were over indulgent to say the least. jade’s mind continued floating away from her body, ascending to astral planes under the man’s skill, dying to be crushed under his weight and filled with what she felt straining against the mound of her cunt.
“sit,” he breathed, with their lips barely parted. drunk and floating, she obeyed to find her pussy flush to his thigh. when he’d slipped his leg onto the bed, she didn’t know. and how she hadn’t noticed just turned her on more. her mouth was eaten up in his while her mind was still scrambling from the contact, and she was reduced to a moaning puddle when his hands coaxed her hips to rock into his– using the smoothest of fluid motion and matching it with his waist. it was one of the things about his sex that could drive her insane, make her orgasms roll one into the other underneath him. especially when he did it to the rhythm of slow music she would sometimes put on when he was over. in the times where jade’s mind was less sex-fogged, she often mentioned to obanai how natural he would be at kompa and gouyad… he practically used them on her every time they were intimate.
the small, breathy grunts he left on her tongue snapped her out of her daze, and she broke their kiss with a whine.
“quit it..! you’re …gonna m- ake me cum..!”
“your point being?” he asked, callous and dry, “i’m well aware. and i’ll make you cum however i please,” he growled, lowering his mouth to cradle the bed of her breast in his tongue, speaking again when he’d glid a slithering lick to her nipple, “you told me you needed it.”
“it’s a dick appointment, you ass,” she breathed, just for him to shut her up again with his lips. she mewed, feeling her walls begin to flutter with him still guiding her to ride his thigh.
“that, you’ll get when i give it to you,” he answered, “i happen to feel like making you bust a few times before then. so you may as well cum now.”
god, and did she. obanai took painstaking measures to ensure she did– using every game-ending turn on of hers that he could implement right then. looking at her under sultry lashes, he rolled his lip into a bite for her to take in. one hand slid up her body, covered in pronounced veins running up to his arm that she found sexy as all hell, and gripped her shirt in a tight fist. with her pert bosom finally freed, he pulled her up by her top, bringing her ear to his mouth to give a dark and velvet purr, “behave like you want my dick and cum on me… I’ll give it to you until you shake.”
she was quivering then, sent into orgasm and feeling each shockwave strengthen from his voice.
“f..fffuck you…” she cursed through chattering teeth just before throwing her head back, moaning and clutching at his hair.
he always delivered when she asked. his shyness fell away for her pleasure’s sake. it was what he did for her. and when it was his needs being met, she did the same.
Warnings:public sex, outdoor sex, rough sex, name calling, degrading, face fucking, hand riding, dirty talk, hate sex, humiliation, descriptions of masturbating, drooling, cum swallowing, breeding, creampies, possessive giyu, semi-forced breeding. I think that’s most of it
A/N:it’s been forever since I posted a fic ;—; I also need to desperately update my Masterlist so plz bear with me. I’m also hoping there are no major spelling errors lol, I’m typing fast when I write these. Also grammar? Don’t comment on it if it’s bad
Anyways here is some Giyu filth :)
Word count:4.2kexactly. Pretty proud of that
“You think you are so fucking clever, don’t you?” Your chest was squished into one of the exterior walls of the butterfly estate. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Tomioka.” You could feel the heat radiating off of him, his chest was pressed into your back pushing even further into the wall. “Stop playing stupid, you’ve been a little fucking whore all day.” You gasped, a smug smile creeping up your features. “What vulgar language! That’s no way to speak to a lady, Tomioka.”
You felt something hard pressing into your ass, butterflies turning into a frenzy when you realized it had totally worked. “You feel it? All because you want to go around teasing me in front of everyone. I mean really y/n, wearing a short little skirt? How fucking immature of you.” You snorted, wiggling your hips against this evident arousal. “Shameful isn’t it, Tomioka? The fact that you got so turned on by it? You say I’m immature for pulling such stunts…yet here you are trying to dry hump me like some bitch in heat.”
He groaned, the hands gripping your waist tightened significantly. “You know I’m right!” You laughed harshly, the throb between your legs was becoming more and more persistent. “Shut the fuck up.” He caught you off guard, hands flipping you over and slamming you back against the wall. He left no room between your bodies, one hand coming up to plant itself firmly over your lips. “I’m going to teach you how to fucking behave.” Your eyes widened a bit, smiling against his hand.
“Let’s discuss what you did today Hmm?” Giyu pressed you even further into the wall, the wood beginning to bite into your shoulders. The position was suffocated, with your body completely sandwiched between Giyu and the wall you couldn’t move. “Let’s start with what you chose to wear. You always go for uniform pants, yet today you chose a skirt. Not only did you choose a skirt, you hiked that skirt so far up that you were one gust of wind away from showing the world your pussy.” You stiffened, teeth clenching significantly.
“Though I bet you would have liked that, huh? Showing off your cunt like it’s a fine piece of jewelry. You’d let anyone stuff themselves in there and get their fill, wouldn’t you little whore?” You made a squealing noise, almost completely muffled by Giyu’s hand. Maybe you had taken things too far. “Don’t act like I didn’t see you feeling Shinazugawa up. Oh he was fucking eating it up too. Just watching you flaunt yourself around in front of him makes my fucking blood boil.” Your hands remained by your side, too awestruck to try and defy Giyu.
His free hand moved freely, drawing his hips back just enough that he could slip between the two of you. “Tell me, do you fantasize about Shinazugawa? I bet you’d let him fuck your cunt like the world was ending tomorrow. You’d let him fill you up over and over again with his cum. Maybe you’d even hope to carry his babies…” Giyu trailed off, hand still firmly placed over your mouth. You stared at him wide eyed, eagerly awaiting his next move. “How about Rengoku? You sure seemed friendly with him too. He likes to act so high and mighty, oh so innocent.” Giyu’s hand cupped your panty covered sex, groaning at the heat radiating from between your legs.
“You should have seen him, you barely left anything to the imagination. Even Tengen was eating you up, as if the bastard doesn’t have three wives to satisfy his needs.” The heel of Giyu’s palm began rubbing rough circles. Not really aiming for your clit, he just wanted to hear the slick noises you were already beginning to make. “Listen to that, what an attention whore. I bet you’d fucking strip naked and fuck yourself with your own fingers if they asked you too.” A harsh laugh left him as he felt your cunt contract and twitch, you were loving this. “You’re so fucked up.” The grin on his face was cold, palm digger deeper and making you yelp into his hand.
“You’re imagining it, aren’t you?” His voice had dropped an octave, his volume lowering with it. You nodded shamelessly, the idea of getting off in front of the other pillar men had you giddy. Especially since you knew it pissed Giyu off to no end. “Tell me…” he lifted his hand off your mouth. “What would you do? Describe it for me…” the hand that had been on your mouth hand lowered to your breast. “What I’d do? Y-you want me to describe how I’d fuck myself?” He nodded, squeezing the tender flesh and liking the way you stuttered. “And I’m the fucked up one…” you were breathless as he stopped palming you. Instead his hand moved to slip under the waistband of your panties, making contact with bare flesh.
“Oh~” you swallowed thickly, trying to compose yourself enough to speak. “I’d probably start with a strip tease, but only my top. I’d want them to see my bare breasts fall from my binding. See the way my nipples would harden from the cool air and my own hormones.” Two fingers slipped between slick folds, easily finding your clit and pinching. “Keep going, little slut. Be a good girl for me and continue.” Your eyes fluttered, cheeks growing hot as Giyu found a balance between rubbing and pinching your clit. “I’d play with my tits…In the way they wish they could. Squeezing them, pinching my own nipples, moaning their names…”
The idea of Tengen, Sanemi and Kyojuro watching you play with yourself had you clenching around nothing at all. “Keep going.” Giyu’s hips were restless, you could tell part of him wanted to abandon your breast and palm himself. So you did him a favor, hand tugging at his belt. “I’d tease myself until I was dripping…willing to grind on anything that would relieve the ache I felt.” You got the belt undone with the help of your other hand, to your surprise, Giyu allowed you to toss the material to the side. You didn’t hesitate shoving your hand under the waistband of his uniform pants, making contact with his throbbing cock. “You aren’t wearing…” he cut you off by pinching your clit harshly, earning a gasp.
“Continue.” You swallowed, hand struggling to pump him in the confines of his pants. “I-I need your opinion for this one…” you gasped as he moved quicker, fingers moving in perfect rhythm. “D-do you think it w-would be better to strip completely? O-or should I tease them by sp-spreading my legs and pushing my panties aside?” Giyu’s hand nearly stopped, a whine leaving your lips as you realized he was trying to visualize it. “I’d take them off, I’m sure they’d love to see your pretty, wet cunt on full display.” You nodded, eyes shutting as you realized you were nearing your end. He had barely done anything, how embarrassing.
“S-so I’d strip tease again, maybe bend all the w-way over and drag my panties down nice and s-slow.” Giyu could feel you twitch, you were close. “What would you do next?” He groaned softly as your hand tightened considerably around his length. He wished you’d just take a second and undo the button, letting them fall to his thighs and freeing his aching cock. But clearly he only had you occupied for a bit longer, so he could wait. “I-I’d sit down facing them, spread my legs wide and get comfortable.” You whined, your climax was almost in your reach. “T-then I’d start t-to tease myself.” Giyu smirked, “Go into detail or you won’t reach your orgasm.”
You gasped, “I’d start b-by dipping two fingers inside…just to get them nice and slick.” You couldn’t be bothered to care about what choice of words you picked, not when you were this close to coming in his hand. “Yeah? Tell me what you’d do next little slut.” You whined, grinding your hips down on his fingers. “I’d start playing with my clit…I’d rub like you are right now~” your head fell back against the wall, shaky gasps leaving you as your orgasm washed over you. “Oh? That’s it, cum all over my hand, make a fucking mess. Good girl.” You squealed at his sudden praise, hips jerking as his hand never slowed. “How fucking filthy, I can feel you coming.”
Giyu’s fingers finally slowed when your hips stopped jerking, instead rubbing slow languid circles over the sensitive skin. “I never said you could stop talking.” You blinked, trying to gather your thoughts and figure out where you had left off. “I-I…I’d…” you stuttered over yourself, not even sure how to continue. “You said you’d play with yourself, rub your clit for them, right? So what would you do next?” Giyu’s fingers left your clit, sliding further down until he was met with your slippery entrance. He used his thigh to spread your legs further. The hand squeezing your breast moved to start undoing the buttons of your top. “I’d…probably start playing with my…my breasts…” as each button popped open, your breathing picked up. “Hmm? What would you do to your breasts?”
Giyu’s hand pressed, not entering you but creating pressure. His leg spread you even further. This wasn’t exactly his ideal location to take out his annoyance with you, but he’d have to make do. “I-I’d squeeze them…” you were starting to get embarrassed, how ironic. “Mmm? That it? Not much of a show.” His finger pulled away, a desperate whine leaving your lips. “T-tomioka please…” your hips shamelessly attempted to chase after his retreating fingers. “A little slut like you, doesn’t deserve to get their way. If anything, I gave you too much already. You came once, which was more than I intended to give you. I mean you could barely pump my cock. You should be on your knees making it up to me.”
Giyu seemed to ponder his own words for a moment, a smile creeping up his face. “Better yet…” his hands left your body where you wanted them most, shifting to your shoulders instead. Without another word, he pushed you down, forcing you to your knees. “Get to work, and maybe I’ll think about giving you more.” It was a sight to behold, the smirk on his smug, flushed face had you forgetting about everything else. Giyu watched you for a moment as you tugged the rest of your buttons open, shouldering off your uniform top. Your hands fumbled with the button of his pants, tugging the garment down to his mid thigh and exposing his cock. You were tempted to make another comment about his lack of underwear.
You chose not to, swallowing thickly as you took in his size. If you pleased him enough, you’d get to feel it. You whined, clenching around nothing at the very thought of him being inside of you. “Go ahead.” You were slightly sad he didn’t make a comment about your lack of a binding. “Don’t think I didn’t notice.” He somehow picked up on your disappointment and managed to fix it. You needed no further encouragement, hand wrapping firmly around his base and giving it a few harsh tugs. “Fuck…” his voice was strained, you forced yourself to be a little more gentle. “That’s it, good girl. Just like that.” Giyu cooed, watching you make slow pumps from base to tip. Your other hand came up and wrapped around him as well, both hands covered more ground. And, well, you could tell Giyu liked seeing how big he looked between both of your hands.
“Use your mouth.” You whimpered at the command, opening your mouth slowly and moving your head forward. Your tongue stuck out slowly, ghosting the bottom of his head. One of Giyu’s hands pressed to the wall, supporting his weight as he shifted his hips further. The motion was an attempt to coax you to take more, he was being gentle and giving you a chance. You took his tip into your mouth, tongue lavishing the irritated skin. “There we go…” his other hand came down to grab a fist full of your hair, tugging you harshly to take even more. You forced your jaw to relax, one hand remaining wrapped around his base while you let the other fall to your lap. “There we go, choke on it” He pushed further, nearly half his length was in your mouth.
“Choke on it.” He repeated, mouth parted as he jerked forward. You gagged the moment he hit the back of your throat, eyes watering nearly instantly. It took everything in you to relax your throat, tears slipping down your cheeks as you let him use you. Without much more warning, Giyu began thrusting steadily. He was heavy on your tongue but surprisingly smooth. “I-fuck-” You looked up at him through wet lashes. It was the most you could do to acknowledge him in that moment. The sight only made him move quicker, his orgasm was building in record time. Giyu had absolutely no intentions of holding back, he’d cum when he pleased. He was even tempted to leave you hanging once he got his release, but you looked so pretty with tears streaking your cheeks.
You did your best to stay relaxed, eventually you’d stop flinching when he hit the back of your throat. You could only begin to imagine what this must look like from an outsider’s perspective. You could feel your own tears and drool leaking onto your exposed breasts. You were bare from the waist up, he was bare from the waist down. Part of you wished you could see this from an outsider perspective, the picture forming in your head had your throat constricting around him. “Shit.” You didn’t intend to, but the pressure had Giyu’s eyes losing focus. The sight from your view down below was quite encouraging. You tried hollowing your cheeks, eyes focused on his face as his hips stuttered. “Stop t-that.” He gripped your hair tighter than before.
You didn’t, if your mouth wasn’t occupied you would have smirked at him. Instead you swallowed around him, surprised he was keeping his cock buried in your throat instead of pulling out. Maybe he was going to cum just like that, shoot his load straight down your throat and force you to swallow it. You didn’t care that you could barely breathe, the lack of airflow only made your desire grow. Slowly both hands came up to cup his balls, watching in curiosity as his whole body stiffened. Giyu didn’t have the strength to even give a half assed “stop.” Instead he allowed you to continue, he’d get to cum either way. You remembered hearing that men supposedly liked the feeling as long as you were gentle. As annoying as he could be, you didn’t want to hurt him.
It didn’t take much more after that, his legs nearly buckling as his release spurted out of him. You choked slightly, trying to relax your throat again as he came. Whines left his lips at a pitch he would have found embarrassing had he not felt so good. As he came down you realised how flushed his face was. “Fuck.” He mumbled under his breath, pulling his softening cock out of your mouth while shouldering off his haori. “Are you satisfied now?” You watched his eyes roll, fingers easily undoing the buttons of his uniform top. “You are acting really bold for someone covered in their own tears and drool.” The last button was undone, his uniform parted to show his toned torso. Yet he didn’t take it off completely.
“Oh, bite me.” You stood on shaky legs, you half expected the whole exchange to be over. “Where do you think you’re going?” Giyu watched as you reached to put your top back on. “Aren’t we done here?” You suppress a smile, even after all of that you couldn’t give him a break. “No the fuck we aren’t.” You watched him step out of his pants the rest of the way, blue eyes scanning the area to confirm no one was present. “So you’re going to fuck me right here?” His uniform top came off, now he was fully exposed to any wandering eyes. You still clung to some of your dignity with your skirt shielding you. Instead of talking, he stepped closer, making you step back until you were back to square one. Once again you found yourself sandwiched between him and the exterior wall of the butterfly estate.
This time it hurt, bare skin was digging into the rough wood behind you. “I’m not finished with you, we still have some things to discuss.” His bare thigh was easily parting your own again, the pulsing returned, the ache had craving to feel him. “Like what? I thought we went over the fact that I’d willing fuck my self for Shinazugawa…Rengoku…Tengen…” his thigh lifted, pressing directly to your cunt. “Shut up and let me finish.” You we’re hot against his bare skin, his cock was already twitching back to life. “Since you started boring me with how you’d fuck yourself, tell me what you think they are like.” You blinked, not quite understanding. “Tell me how big you think they are, how good you think they’d fuck you compared to me.” For some reason, he seemed to enjoy you making him mad.
“Oh? Who should I start with.” You spread your legs wider for him, one hand braced on the wall behind you while his other reached for your skirt. “Uzui, or should I say, Tengen. Since you two seem to be on a first name basis.” You smiled as he picked up on it, hand flipping your skirt up in the process. “Oh I know Tengen is quite large.” You pretended to not care as he easily pulled your panties down, fully exposing your cunt. You didn’t have that much courage to forgo panties with your skirt so short. “You know?” Two fingers slid between slick folds, bypassing your clit and going straight to your entrance. He was going to try and break your composure again. “Oh of c-course I know.” His fingers slipped in, stretching you. “I talk to his wives all the time, they even invited me to join them once.” His fingers curled inside, ghosting your g-spot.
The hand bracing against the wall slipped away. Instead he wrapped it around his half hard cock, pumping it in time with his fingers thrusting. “Oh? You declined? How come.” Your head fell back, your fingers twitching as you grabbed for his open uniform. “C-cause I didn’t want him to ruin me before I could try the others. A cock like h-his has to be addicting.” Giyu’s fingers curled harshly, a cry leaving your lips as he watched you. He was nearly fully hard again, jaw clenched tight after an answer like that. “What about Rengoku? How do you think he is?” You didn’t get to finish talking about Tengen. “I’m not done talking about Tengen yet, I’ll move onto Kyojuro when I’m ready.” First name, same reaction.
This, however, seemed to break Giyu. His fingers left you abruptly, earning a gasp in response to the empty feeling. “I’ve had just about enough of your smart mouth.” You were stunned, “weren’t you the one that asked for this?” You gasped again as one of your legs was forcefully lifted. “I don’t care anymore.” Maybe he didn’t like it as much as you assumed. Giyu’s hand was gripping firmly under your knee, pushing it back until you nearly cried out in pain. The position was certainly awkward, your knee was nearly hitting the wall. All of this so he had easy access to your cunt. “W-why don’t we try a…” you wanted to suggest a different position. Instead you were cut off by the head of his cock pressing between your folds.
“Shut up and take it.” For once, you did as you were told. His hand guided him in, the dull head of his cock spread your walls open as entered you. “Oh…” the stretch burned due to little prep, but it subsided as quickly as it began. “So, tell me, how about Rengoku?” He was still doing this? Your head felt cloudy, you were absolutely stuffed and the awkward position isn’t helping. “K-Kyojuro?” O-oh…he…” Giyu gave you no time to adjust, he was pulling his hips back just to slam forward again. “He-he’s probably a bit… smaller than Tengen…but he knows what he’s doing…” you were nearly tearing his uniform top with how tightly you gripped it. Giyu clicked his tongue, eyes trailing over your face before falling to where he was disappearing inside of you. “You better have something more interesting to say ab-about Shinazugawa.” His voice caught, he was more sensitive than he thought from his previous orgasm.
“I-oh fuck…” your head fell back, breasts bouncing with each thrust. Thinking about Sanemi made you clench tightly around Giyu, he groaned out of annoyance. “Go on, tell me all your fantasies about the bastard.” Your walls were fluttering around him, you could already feel your second release building. “Oh..fuck Shinazugawa…” you chose not to use his first name for the sake of your cervix. “He—he isn’t as big as Tengen either. But he knows how to use every fucking inch…” you held your breath, Giyu may honestly break you for what you were about to say. “I-ah fuck… he is so good in bed…had me screaming for hours.” Giyu’s hips faltered, eyes snapping to meet yours. “What was that?” He buried deep, head pressing to your cervix so harshly you were trying to ease the pressure by standing on your tiptoes.
“He-he had me screaming… oh fuck he was so good. It was…just to relieve some stress…though I wouldn’t mind doing it again….” Giyu’s grip was bruising, the hand he had used to guide himself was now coming up to wrap around your throat. “You fucked, Shinazugawa?” You nodded, eyes half lidded as his grip tightened. “S-sure did.” Giyu’s hips started moving with more vigor this time, a high pitched moan escaping you. Your back was digging further into the wall, you’d certainly feel the ache afterwards. “Why’d you fuck him?” You were clenching harshly, orgasm building up but dangling just out of your reach. “We w-were stressed…and a b-bit drunk…” your hands left his uniform, instead they wrapped around hos wrist. Practically holding the hand around your neck in place. “Hmm, so that’s all it takes to get you in bed.” You let out a harsh laugh as you finally came.
Your walls clenched tightly around him, whole body jerking as Giyu’s hips didn’t slow on pace. Anger was radiating off of him, his thrusts had become so erratic that you were beginning to lose feeling in the leg still planted on the ground. “G-giyu…” your words were slurred, whole body feeling heavy as he chased his own high for a second time. “Shut up.” There was still venom dripping from his tone, the hand on your neck was still tight. Truthfully it felt like it was the only thing really keeping you up. “You are going to take every single drop of this and fucking appreciate it. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t even try and fantasize about another man.” You nodded half heartedly, you’d agree to anything so long as he didn’t stop.
A few more thrusts and he was done for, hot seed spilling between your walls. Silence fell over the both of you, faces sweaty and chests heaving. Giyu’s grip loosened slowly, his other hand gently set your leg down. Much to your surprise, he still supported you by wrapping a hand around your waist. You really couldn’t feel your legs. “Let me help.” He muttered softly, guiding the both of you to the ground as he reached for your uniform top. You pushed your skirt back down, not bothering to look for your discarded panties. “We should do this again.” You reached up to shakily button your top, missing Giyu’s presence as he stood to pull his pants up. “I’d rather do it in a more conventional place. Perhaps my bed.” He tried to be nonchalant, but a blush was creeping up his face.
“Out of everything you just did and made me say, that got you to blush?” You ’re still sitting on the ground, wondering how long it would take for feeling to return to your limbs. “Shut it, smart mouth.” He was putting his haori back on, the top buttons of his uniform still hung open. “I’ll think about it if you carry me to your bed.” You batted your eyes, a cheeky grin creeping up your cheeks. “That’s a far walk.” He was bending down to scoop you up anyways. “You’ll survive, big boy.” He sighed, shaking his head as he began to walk.
“I shouldn’t have called you a good girl. You are nothing but a brat.”
building a monster energy gun with tengen (GONE WRONG!!)
tengen x fem reader smut (pic creds to @/ringorenji88 on twt)
synopsis: just another tengen x reader except he’s a quirky art kid and you help him build a monster energy gun but of course this mess wouldn’t be complete without it becoming anti-child friendly, now would it? word count:6.5k tags/warnings: modern+college au, crack+smut treated seriously, squirting, cervix fucking, rough oral and rough sex, say goodbye to your walking abilities, #AND THEY WERE ROOMMATES notes:i want tengen as a discord mod to throw a monster energy can at me. that’s all. (MINORS DNI, MORE UNDER CUT!)
