Pairing: Yūji Terushima x Female party goer
Characters: Tetsurō Kuroo, Koutaro Bokuto, Atsumu Miya, Toru Oikawa (mentioned)
Rating:NSFW! 

FYI:Every single character in this is aged up. The third years like Suga are now in college and the second years like Kuroo and Bokuto are now in their third years and are 18+
I also wrote this at 1am while I was drunk so if it doesn’t make sense I am sorry jnkbhjvgc

The roaring thumps of music rang through the house. Stampedes of jostling feet abused the floorboards. House parties were often wild… and then there were Oikawa’s.
“Hey Y/N! Having a good time?” A very buzzed Sugawara slouched down next to you on the sofa.
“Absolutely exhilarated, Sugar.” You smile at the boy with saucers for pupils. “How about you?”
“Oh you know, taking what I can get.” He grins, welcoming a joint between his lips and inhaling deeply. The end of the roach lit with his breath.
“I can see that.” You laugh. “Tell me, how’s college life treating you.”
He lets out a hearty scoff. “To beers every night and ass on the side.” He picks up your legs and lounges them over his own.
“Damn you living that good life.” You ruffle his hair. “Ass code for certain someone we know?” You grin.
He presses his forefinger to his lips, silencing you. “As much as Oikawa could be a ponce, he does throw a good party.”
“HEY HEY HEY you could say that again!” A boy from a group says, approaching the two of you. You glance up at them. Yūji Terushima, Tetsurō Kuroo, Koutaro Bokuto and Atsumu Miya. Odd group to be seen together.
“My oh my who invited you troublemakers?” You smirk. Kuroo leans down for a quick hug.
“You know you missed us.” Atsumu teases.
“Like how I miss the 90s my love, fun to think about but would never go there if I had the choice.” You fire back.
“Oh how I missed that spunk. What you been up to killer?” The single twin asked also giving you a hug.
“Ahh you know, the usual. Getting through my last year. I miss the dumbass third years that graduated though. Like this stoner.” You say punching Suga lightly on the arm. Your eyes trail up to one of the boys. Terushima. You hadn’t actually had a proper conversation with him. In fact you hadn’t really been around him that much either.
“Ay! Easy on the merchandise!” Suga whines with the joint still pressed against his lips.
You notice Bokuto slightly frowning. “What’s up buttercup?” You ask him. He purses his bottom lip out and furrows his brows. Then it hits you. “Oh you big baby.” You say standing up and jumping into his arms. Bokuto immediately smiles and lifts you off the ground.
As he lets go you notice your spot taken by Terushima who whispered to Suga. “Hey! Rude! Taking someone’s seat.” You cross your arms and raise an eyebrow. Your hip popping out just magnifying the sass that tripped from your tone.
“Oh by all means it’s still open.” He said patting his lap.
Kuroo snickers alongside Atsumu. You scoff and shrug your shoulders. “Fine. Don’t complain when I get too heavy.” You drop yourself onto his lap and place your legs back over Suga’s. Terushima remains unbothered and rests one hand on your thigh.
“Yeah you haven’t changed one bit.” Kuroo says brushing back the hair from your eyes. You playfully bite in his direction. “Gotta get Karasuno to have a practice match with us soon.”
“Gosh Tetsurō you can just say that you want to see me, don’t have to make up excuses.”
“Darn caught me. That obvious?” Kuroo sarcastically asks. You laugh, now noticing your arm starting to ache as you hold it close to your body.
“That can’t be comfortable.” Terushima lifts your arm and wraps it around his shoulders as he slips his hands onto your waist.
“What a gentleman.” Atsumu licks his teeth trying not to smile.
You fake laugh at him. “Aww Miya don’t get jealous. You remember our fun little experiences after your games.”
“Think you’d remember them better darlin’ found someone else who can make you shake like that?”
“What makes you think that’s any of your business?”
“I’ll take that as a no then.” There was something about his smugness that made you smirk. Sure, he could be an asshole at times but damn could he make you squirm. “Shit. We’re finishing this later. Someone just high-fived Sakusa and he looks like he’s about to explode.” Atsumu says quickly as he rushes away from the group.
“That can’t end well.” Suga giggles with red eyes. Far from gone out of their reality.
“Awh, Sugar, honey. I’ll drive you to your dorm later ‘Kay? I don’t want you dying tonight.” Suga vaguely waves at you and stares at the ceiling. Kuroo and Bokuto remain deep in conversation over what one can only assume to be volleyball, leaving you with the boy whose lap you claimed as your personal seat.

“Hm.” You faze your attention to him. “What about you Mr seat stealer? What’s been going on in your life?”
“Aside from pissing off some pretty girls, not much actually.”
“Well then I’d say you’re pretty used to this behaviour by now huh?”
He poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue. Just barely flashing you a look of the silver stud that rest on his pink tongue. “Well none of them decided to just come sit on my lap so I’d say as of right now I’m quite surprised at your boldness.”
“That’s me.” You smirk. “Weird question, do you have a tongue piercing?”
He glances to his right and chuckles. “Take a look for yourself.” He states before sticking out his tongue, exposing it as clear as day.
“Wow…” you edge just that tiny bit closer to get a better look. “Another weird question, can I touch it?” You ask cocking your head to the side.
Terushima raises an eyebrow. “I guess so. Fingertip is safe but I’m not opposed to your tongue.”
“I’m sure you aren’t.” You mock, gently tapping the titanium ball with your nail. “Looks cool.”
“Thanks, feels cool too.”
“Ever used it on someone else?” You ask leaning further into his body.
“Of course.”
“And the feedback?”
“Breathtaking.”
You felt your lips curl into a smile. “Interesting.”
“You could always find out for yourself.” He grips your waist slightly tighter.
“Huh… you really think you could handle me?”
“I do. Yes.”
You glance up at the boys in front of you. “Hey Tetsurō…” Kuroo pauses mid sentence and awaits your next words. “Terushima over here seems to think he can take me.”
Your words send Kuroo into a fit of maniacal laughter. He nods at you which immediately makes you straddle Terushima’s lap in one swift movement. “Good luck bud.” Kuroo salutes him.
“I’m out of my fucking tree and even I know that’s ridiculous.” Sugawara chimes in.
“Alright then.” Terushima pulls you in closer, you feel his crotch just below your own. “I guess we’ll just see huh?”
A challenge. You always liked boys who challenged you. “I guess so.” You lock your lips against his, snaking one of your hands into his hair.
“And so it begins.” Kuroo whispers to Bokuto. “Y/N, I’m warning Oikawa. Go use his room.” He says before dragging Bokuto along with him.
You pull away from his lips. “Well you heard him.” You grab his hand and you get up from his lap.

Leading him down the corridor, you find the room that Kuroo suggested. “So, seat stealer, your night. Tell me what to do.”
As you turn to face him again he picks you up in an instant and wraps your legs around his waist. Moving to the bed with you sitting once again straddle on his laps. “Well you see, since you’re so hung up on me taking your seat, I figured I’d give you a new one.”
“Oh is that so?” You say running your hands through his hair.
“Uh huh. So why not you be a good girl and take your spot.” He said as he lay back and unzipped your skirt, throwing it to the other side of the room. His strong spiker hands gripped your hips and pulled you up to his face until you hovered just over his lips. He lay a soft peck on your inner thigh followed by a harsh bite that made you yelp.
You felt his finger graze over your sensitivity through your panties which made you shudder at the touch. “I’m starting to like this seat.” You joke.
“You’ll love it soon.” He rebuts. Replacing his finger, a slick tongue trailed up your panties, before slipping inside. His hand separated the fabric for easier access.
The sudden sensation caused you to whine. You could feel the cold metal make contact with your hot clit. Terushima’s fingers dug into your hips as he sent his tongue in deeper. Your back arched in the air. One of your hands gripped at his hair for balance.
Your voice broke as your moans became more desperate for release. “Teru…shima…” you breathily called out his name as he devoured you completely. The piercing that lay on his tongue made you feel twice as good as usual. The mix of metal, saliva and his tongue drive you mad. “I’m… gonna—“ you cut yourself off with a high pitched whine, signalling to him that you were just at the edge.
In what felt like a split second, Terushima lifted you off of his face and threw you onto your back. He spread your legs and continued. Faster than before. Quickly driving you back to your fast reaching orgasm. Only this time, he pumped two fingers inside of you at the same time. The combination of everything was too much. You gripped the bed sheets tightly in your fists. “Please please please please.” You whined desperately. This time he wasn’t stopping. He just went fast and harder. Pulling you closer and closer over the edge.
“That’s it. Come for me.” His words immediately finished you off. Your body erupted into intense spasms that tried to force your legs shut. But he held them down and rubbed aggressively at your sweet spot, dragging out your orgasm.
When you finally caught your own breath you noticed him smirking down at you. “My feedback?”
You laugh and look up at the ceiling. “Breathtaking.”

Plain Jane 18+ (Timeskip!Terushima Yuji x OC)

Chapter 7 : Crash Course

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Chapter 7

Y/n sighed, falling back on her sofa, kicking her shoes off her feet. Cracking open a beer, she took a swig before letting out a deep sigh

“Finally…” She muttered, laying back on the couch. She slumped lazily, digging her chin into her neck, feeling like a slug. It had been a long day, all the girl wanted to do was relax on her day off but by now she wasn’t surprised when her doorbell buzzed in the afternoon with a bright and cheery Jumi who forced Y/n to get ready as they embarked on their journey for ‘inspiration’.

Y/n never expected lingerie shopping to take so long but she actually admired how serious Jumi was when she showed the importance of different bras for the body. She even educated Y/n on what the best material was, making her observe what people were picking out for themselves. Although it was embarrassing for her at first, Y/n appreciated the fact Jumi had made her get a measurement consultation. The consultant was quite helpful and she learnt that she was wearing the wrong type of bra for her body.

Y/n cupped her chest, feeling the bralette she wore. It wasn’t underwired and when she tried on the lace, she did feel a bit more attractive. It gave the support she wanted and the straps didn’t slip off her shoulders like her olds bras.

She stared at the bag in front of her, during her venture today. She spotted some intriguing pieces which was helping her think of design ideas. She never imagined them on herself but she realised a lot of women and some that came with their partners were drawn to some risqué items. Jumi had even struck up a conversation with two others and they discussed what bras made them feel sexy. Y/n was a little jealous of how easily Jumi could talk to someone and become friends so quickly. She wished she could do the same but it was awkward…

Sighing, she took another sip of her beer before sitting up and setting the can down. Reaching for the shopping bags, she dumped the contents onto the table, rummaging through the different styles of lingerie and cloth she bought from the haberdashery, that piqued her interest. She went through, bodysuits, silk, lace, mesh, fishnet, see through, patterned, scalloped lingerie… So many styles that her head was spinning.

Groaning, she picked up the stores catalogue, now looking at the models wearing the sets she bought but her brows furrowed and she felt frustrated, throwing the catalogue onto the table in frustration…

“Why do they all have big breasts!?” She growled, “I can’t relate to any of this!” She whined, throwing herself back onto the sofa, her hands going through her hair

“There were such limited options for me compared to Jumi… I can’t even wear a push up bra…” She sighed, “There’s nothing to ‘push up’” She mumbled, crossing her arms against her breasts.

(AN: I usually write about OCs with mommy milkers, but its time to give some attention to the cute lil-bewb crew out there.)

She began wallowing in self-pity before she remembered her consultation today and the advice the lady had given her. Sitting up, Y/n’s eyes widened and haphazardly she stood up, grabbing all of the clothes in a heap, rushing to her studio

“That’s it!” She beamed, rushing for her sketch book. Her hand moved on auto piolet and she found herself sketching away. She had no idea how many hours went by but she hammered away at the sewing machine, only stopping once the rising morning sun began peering through the window. Exhausted she looked at the mannequin, glancing at the prototype she had created…

“i-I’ve done it!” She beamed but before she could do anything, a heavy yawn left her lips and she felt the urge to sleep kick in… Unable to keep her eyes open, she trod towards her room, collapsing on the bed

“I need to show Jumi…” She muttered in her, groggily gripping her phone as she wrote a text. She squinted one eye closed, the blue light irritating her eyes and she lazily typed

Y/n: Sorry for messaging so early but come over today. You need to see my lingerie

Grunting, she dropped her phone succumbing to the sleep, letting herself sleep like a log.

~

It was 7am and Terushima let out a long yawn, sitting up from his bed as he stretched his limbs out. He wondered how he was awake so early, despite barely sleeping… He had an late night, despite opting to go home instead of meeting a hook-up for drinks. To be honest, he hadn’t really been interested in messing around with anyone lately…

He had barely looked at his other phone…

“Maybe I’m getting old now…” He muttered, chuckling as he swiped back his bed hair, swinging his legs off the bed. He stretched his lower back, stalking to his kitchen where he prepared coffee. It was indeed a lazy Saturday for the man, his hand went under his shirt to scratch his belly before he slipped out his personal cellphone.

He lazily skimming through his phone, while he blindly made his coffee. Stirring the drink, he brought it to his lips, before he raised a brow, seeing a message from half an hour ago.

Grumpy Cat: Sorry for messaging so early but come over today. You need to see my lingerie

His eyes went wide like dinner plates and he almost spat his coffee out… Y/n messaged him to come over to see her lingerie? He was confused, he never expected her to be so upfront about hooking up… She didn’t message him the entire week but he didn’t either… He never messaged her because he couldn’t bear to be ignored.

“Whoa fuck! An early morning booty-call…” A smirk played on his lips, “Damn Y/n… I didn’t expect this naughtiness from you…” He groaned, it was so early and last night he was so not interested in having sex but for some reason, he couldn’t stop picturing her last weekend… She was so sexy and he couldn’t get over her lewd expressions or the sounds she made while he fucked her…

“But am I really that desperate to go to her place at 7 in the morning…?” He asked himself, shaking his head. It was impossible, even he had some self-respect…

However, he immediately set his cup down, speeding to the bathroom to get ready like there was no tomorrow.

“Yes. Yes, I am!” He said to himself

~

She wasn’t sure what she was dreaming off but she gasped, her eyes popping open and she sat up, listening to the bangs coming from outside

“What the…” She grumbled, confused. Checking her clock, it was only quarter to 8… She wondered which psychopath would disturb someone so early on the weekend. She heard the bell buzz again and she felt agitated, throwing the duvet off her before she stalked to the door, angrily throwing it open

“What!?” She barked before freezing when Terushima stood there smirking and she raised a brow

“Yuuji? What the fu–…” She muttered but he put a finger on her lips, smirking

“I’m here babe… Show it to me” He cooed, pushing her inside and she was confused when he shut the door behind him

“Show you wha–Mmh!” Her words were cut off when he gripped her jaw, pushing his lips onto hers, pushing her against the door. She was so confused, her heart pounding from this spontaneousness but she was brought back to her senses when his hands slipped under her oversized shirt, fingers feeling her cotton underwear when he gripped her ass, squeezing it.

She was dazed before, but this woke her up.

Irritated, she pushed him off, confusing him before her hand smacked his cheek, shocking him

“What the hell!?” He whined, rubbing his face and she glared at him

“What is wrong with you!? You pervert! Pig!” She yelled at him and he was ever so confused, now annoyed

“You’re the one who asked me to come over!”

She was confused, shaking her head

“No I didn’t… Are you drunk or just insane!?”

He groaned, taking his phone out, showing her text

“You messaged me an hour ago saying you wanted to show me your underwear!”

She grabbed his phone, staring hard at the screen. It was her number indeed and she was very confused. But it hit her so fast and she realised she had sent the message to the wrong Terushima…

“Oh god… I’m so so sorry Yuji… This was meant for Jumi, not you…”

Terushima froze and his jaw dropped.

“Wait… Are you hooking up with Jumi? I thought she was dating–”

Y/n immediately shook her head, “Oh my god, no! You’ve misunderstood… Shit, come with me…” She sighed, before she gripped his hand, bringing him to the lounge. He sat on the sofa while she rummaged through her freezing, taking out an icepack. He hissed when she pressed it to her face.

“I don’t understand… Why does Jumi get to see your lingerie? Why not me?” He whined and she rolled her eyes,

“First of all, shes collaborating with me to design a lingerie collection for valentine’s and I wanted her advice on a prototype that I made this morning… I was trying to send her a message but I sent it to the wrong Terushima…” She explained and he sat there, feeling embarrassed

“Oh…” He muttered and she raised a brow, nodding

“’Oh’, indeed… I seriously cannot believe how horny you are… I admit its my fault for sending that message to you but it’s 8am Yuuji…! I’m shocked that you actually came over this early… Who in their right mind would ask for a hook up at this time!? Are you a teenager? You cant just grab a woman at her front door and shove your tongue down her throat… Of course that’s going to get you slapped” She reprimanded him and he sighed, pouting

“Look I’m sorry for doing that… I misunderstood…” He grumbled, feeling dejected because he realised she never had any intention of messaging him… He set the icepack down, getting up

“Well… I’m gonna go now… Sorry for disrupting your weekend Y/n…” He muttered, sauntering to her front door. She felt bad but she was so tired… She sighed,

“Yuuji, wait…”

He stopped, turning to give her a hopeful look making her roll her eyes

“Since you’ve come all the way here, you can stay… but I’m going back to sleep… So you can either go home or sleep next to me.” She muttered. Now that the shock and excitement had washed over, he began feeling the tiredness pick up. She raised a brow when he kicked his shoes off, hanging his jacket on the doorhook.

“Sleep it is… I’m fucking tired…” He muttered and she gave him a look of disbelief

“You seemed to be brimming with energy less than ten minutes ago…” She muttered in amusement and he blushed, his eye twitching

“Shaddap…”

Huffing, she led him to her bedroom, crawling under her duvet while he stripped down to his boxers

“Yuuji… I’m not in the mood. I mean it.” She muttered and he rolled his eyes,

“Do you expect me to sleep in jeans? I’m not a psychopath…” he said, sliding into the bed, next to her

“Says the guy that attacked me at 8am for what he thought was a bootycall…” She mumbled, making him inhale in annoyance…

“Next time work on your misleading wording, you witch. I won’t hesitate to spank your ass this early if you make anymore cheeky remarks.” He muttered, she turned to face him, giving him a blank look before flicking his forehead making him hiss

“And I wont hesitate to shove my foot up your ass, if you don’t let me sleep.” She hinted and he kept smirked, crossing his hands on his chest

“You’re so kinky, kyah!~” He said in a girly voice and she felt irked

“Yuuji… Shut up and let me sleep”

“Fine…” He muttered

It took a few minutes and she sighed in content, closing her eyes. However, she felt suspicious and peeked at him. She froze when she realised he was staring at her. She felt like she was taking care of a toddler…

“What is it now…?”

Terushima averted his gaze, and she felt him lift his arm, draping it on her side

“Yuuji?”

He looked at her,

“I’m not gonna do anything weird but atleast let me do this… It’ll help me sleep better and faster” He said and Y/n was too tired to argue at this point.

She broke away from him, turning her back towards him.

He felt dejected, deciding to stop bothering her but he froze when her hand reached back, searching for his. When she found her, her fingers wrapped around his wrist and she quietly draped his arm over her body and he felt a smile grow on his lips, pulling her back against his chest, tucking his legs under hers.

His chest felt so warm and he closed his eyes, letting himself fall into a slumber

She lay there awake for a few moments, baffled by this situation… She should’ve made him go home but it kind of made her feel shy that he came all the way it her place because of a text message… Although he thought it was a bootycall… It made her feel desired…

She could feel his chest slowly moving to the rhythm of his breaths, making her feel comfortable… She knew he was asleep but she placed her arm over his, feeling the difference in their forms. Her bed suddenly felt comfier than it had ever been and she let out a yawn, her eyes watering for sleep.

Closing them, she let out a deep breath falling back into a crux of sleep, but this time in the cold winter air, she felt warm from his embrace

~

Terushima stirred, he turned on his stomach, digging his face into the pillow trying to force himself to stay asleep. He felt so comfortable right now, the weekend was meant to be lazy. Sighing, he took in the familiar scent wafting from the pillow, sleepily smiling to himself.

Suddenly a shrill alarm rang into his ears and he immediately jolted up, hand on his heart. Y/n stood there with a smirk on her face, cutting off the alarm ringing from her phone, chuckling

“Good afternoon Princess. Sorry for that impolite wake-up call but its time for lunch” She said, and he groaned failing back onto the bed, pulling the duvet over him

“5 more minutes, mommy” He whined and she scoffed

“Ew. Don’t call me that” Gripping the sheets, she tried to pull it off him but he held onto them hard

“Yuuji! The foods gonna get cold!”

“Maybe if you give me a kiss, it’ll wake me up” He teased and she let go of the duvet, letting him hug it around his body happily

“Right, I’m going to go eat then.” She muttered

“So mean!” He whined, throwing the duvet off him, quickly following behind her. Y/n didn’t give him any reaction, just pushing him to the living room where she had set food on the coffee table. Terushima’s stomach growled and he let out a happy sigh

“Oh my, this looks good! You made all of this?” He asked and she shook her head

“Some lovely chef from the restaurant nearby did… I just got it delivered… I’m not exactly the best cook out there…”

Terushima grinned, sitting down and she followed suit, plating up for him. Thanking her, he began stuffing his face. He didn’t realise he was famished

“Its really good” He moaned, making her blush, chewing on her food

“Did you sleep well then?” She asked him and he nodded

“I was knocked out! I think it was that slap that did it, hehe” He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. Y/n shook her head but she laughed

“To be honest, after I woke up and was in my senses. I actually found this situation really funny. You’re so dumb” She laughed, making him flush

“Next time, double check who you are texting, you witch.” He muttered and she laughed louder before he joined in. Terushima set him plate down, remembering her haphazard explanation in the morning

“Alright so what is this lingerie you were going to show Jums?” He asked and she raised a brow, feeling embarrassed

“I… Um, basically at work, a lot of people are interested in the summer collection… The directors cant choose someone to head the line so they thought because valentine’s day is approaching, whoever can come up with the best design line, will get to lead the summer campaign as well…”

Terushima let out an ‘oo’

“Oh, you really wanted to do the summer line, I remembered you mentioned that to me”

She nodded, sighing

“Yup… But lingerie is not my thing… That’s why Jumi and I are collaborating because that’s her area of expertise. Yesterday, we went to like a billion underwear shops and I kinda got inspired to make a prototype… I don’t know how but I spent all night making one and I wanted her opinion on it” She explained to him. He nodded,

“…I know for a fact lingerie isn’t your thing…” He muttered, remembering her very boring underwear and she elbowed him

“Rude!”

He grinned,

“Can I see this prototype?” He asked and she shrugged,

“Yes I guess so, it’s on the mannequin in the studio” She muttered and he got up. She followed behind him, awaiting ofr his remark as he hummed, walking around the mannequin, looking deep in thought

“So…?” She asked and he shrugged,

“Its kinda hard to give you an opinion when its on a mannequin… Put it on for me”

She raised a brow, “Wear it? Yeah right… Just look at the mannequin and give me your opinion”

He was stubborn, crossing his arms

“To be honest, it’s a completely different effect when theres a live model… I wont be able to give you a proper assessment, otherwise. Also if you’re designing a lingerie line, wouldn’t my opinion matter? I know exactly what I’d want my girlfriend to wear if she was seducing me… My opinion matters too”

He had point but she shook her head

“My aim is to make lingerie sexier and comfortable for small chested people… Theres not enough options out there for us and it can be a confidence killer…” She muttered, staring at the mannequin. It took her a minute to realise that Terushima was standing behind her, and while she was lost in thought, his fingers poked her sides, startling her and making her arms go up

“Oops” He sang, using this opportunity to throw her over-sized sleeping shirt on the floor and she squeaked, crossing her arms over her chest

“Yuuji! What the hell!?” She tried to kick his leg but he laughed, dodging her advances and waving his hand

“Chill out babe, I just want to assess the prototype. So put it on and let me review it” He beamed, turning to quickly grab her discarded shirt, running to her bedroom

“I’ll be waiting!” He called through the door and she sighed, grumbling awkwardly about how much she wanted to kill him at this point. Now she felt embarrassed looking at the prototype… It wasn’t super lewd, but it was a black see-through body suit with embroided hearts scattered around… Although he had seen her naked before, changing into this made her feel even more exposed than she was used to…. She slipped it on but she was too embarrassed to look in the mirror, just taking a deep breath,

“Lets just get this over with…”

She walked into her room where he sat like a puppy at the end of the bed, perking up when she walked in. His eyes took note of the lingerie, and he hummed while she stood there in embarrassment, not looking at him, fiddling with her fingers behind her back…

“So…?” She asked and he just kept humming to himself

“Total honesty?” He asked and she nodded, he took a deep breath nodding

“It sucks.”

Her eyes widened and she looked at him

“What, really? You don’t think its sexy?” She asked him and he cringed, shaking his head

“No offense but it’s a little gawdy… Its cute but not sexy… Not for Valentine’s day… This would be more of a ‘fuck me in a bathroom stall of a club’ kinda look… I like how you’ve embroider these hearts into it but theres too much…” He muttered, stepping close to her. She took note of his observations, making a mental note of what he was saying

“So how would I make this more appealing to others? Like what would you like?” She asked him and he glanced at her flushed face, smirking

“Maybe for starters, you could concentrate on the teasing element with your lingerie… Like I said, theres too many hearts, so its like a basic teen girl’s dream but you are designing stuff for adult women. I wouldver found it sexy if you embroider just two heart and kept them here”

She stilled when his fingers pressed about her nipples but he just winked at her before pulling his hands away.

“Okay, now turn around…”

Trying to control her beating heart, she slowly turned and he eyed the bodysuit…

“High back… Listen Y/n, as a guy… It bothers me when a woman wears complicated shit with too many straps or lace… Low backs are a better choice for these kinds of outfits… Do you know why?” He asked and she shook her head, making him smile. He moved her braid out of the way and pressed his finger on the middle of her back, trailing it down her spine and she arched her lower back, trying not to make a sound while he trailed down

“Because its where you’re sensitive to touch… If my partner had her back exposed while wearing something sexy, I’d love to tease it with nips and kisses… However, because you’Re wearing a high back”

He leaned forward to kiss the mesh but her brows furrowed

“…It doesn’t feel good?” She answered/said and he nodded

“Exactly… Nor does it feel nice for me to kiss…” He pulled the material down, exposing her back before he kissed it softly and she mewled under her breath, making him grin

“See the difference?”

Y/n just nodded,

“I see your point…”

“Great and now its time to talk about the entire thing… The shape and style looks like a school’s swimming uniform. The straps are thick–” His fingers plucked under the shoulder straps, tugging on them for a second to prove his point before he looked down to her pussy against the see-through mesh

“I’ll give you brownie points because that looks sexy but… from the back, your ass is fully covered… You could’ve made a thong or a g-string… Or if that’s too bold, you could’ve gone for a full playful theme…”

He pressed his finger above the line of her ass, drawing out a large heart. She wanted to kick herself for actually getting turned on from this but she tried pushing the lewd thoughts from her head, paying attention to what he was saying

“This could’ve been cut out, maybe a few frills or ribbons here and there. Its Valentine’s day, right? Essentially, the person is wearing this lingerie for someone else. The person wants to feel like theyre the most attractive person in the room, so its important that is what your lingerie aims to make them feel. I guess your starting point is here, but you have a lot of research to do Y/n… There’s much to work on” He answered truthfully, and she hummed,

“Thanks Yuuji… That was actually helpful… I never thought about these things before… ” She said and he grinned,

“I know that Granny-panties” He teased and she tried to kick him again but he gripped her ankle making her still from his strength

“Y-Yuji, let me go” She said but he just chuckled,

“That was crash course number 1, we’re going onto part 2 now” He said and her brows furrowed,

“Part two? –Eep!”

She gasped when he threw her on top of her bed, getting on top of her, straddling her with delight before he licked his lips

“Yup, Crash Course number 2, we’re now going to have a workshop on how lingerie designs are important during sex” He cooed and she felt her cheeks heat up

“Seriously…?” She muttered and he hummed. He wasn’t going lie nor would he admit it, as much as he didn’t like this prototype… He couldn’t help but eye how adorable her breasts looked, peaking against the mesh and he did notice the slight dampness between her legs, making him confident he wouldn’t be getting slapped like this morning…

His fingers brushed against her nipples, making her shudder and he leaned down, his tongue grazing the peaks under the mesh, smirking to himself

“Time to begin lesson number 2” He cooed.