New Friend Aquired!

New friend aquired!

Side note: Amanda had good intentions dw

femguru geto <3

Based on the fabulous cosplay by @\duskgumi on twitter! Original post here

Not many shōnen MCs are able to reach the level of being a cutie patootie that Ichinose Shiki has reached. It's a difficult task

ೀ ׅ ۫ . 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐉𝐈𝐙𝐙 𝐑𝐀𝐆 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐘 ! (𝒪𝒦𝒦𝒪𝒯𝒮𝒰 𝒴𝒰𝒰𝒯𝒜)

pervy! okkotsu yūta x f!reader ﾉ 18+ content. ﾉ nsfw + masturbation ﾉ panty sniffing ﾉ panty licking ﾉ soiling your used panties ﾉ jerking off ﾉ yūta mentions he loves you, however a relationship isn't established - could potentially be seen as yandere content ﾉ edging ﾉ msub ﾉ not proofread ! ૮₍ °´ ˘ ` ° ₎ა

haalo ! happi june every1 ! i hope june brings u many many wonderful 'n beautiful surprises ! stay positive, fwends 🌷 ! art credits go to @/sso_s__ on twitter ♡ + ↻ are rlly appreciated ! !

Yuuta twisted the soft material around his fingers, a small whimper spilling from his lips, the silky fabric feeling wonderful against his skin. The little scrap of cloth was so delicate, so thin, the light pink lace contrasting with the creamy expanse of his skin. It was barely there, the material see-through, the pattern intricate, the flowers stitched into the delicate material, the sheer fabric hugging his slim digits, his fingers curling around the lacy fabric. It was so soft, almost too soft, the sensation almost ticklish. He held it to his nose, breathing in the scent, a low, rumbling moan leaving him. It smelled like you, the intoxicating fragrance filling his senses, the familiar sweetness making him tremble. He nuzzled the garment, the wispy panties feeling exquisite against his face. Arousal shot through him, his cock twitching in his pants, a dull throb in the pit of his abdomen, his length straining against the fabric, the tightness making him squirm.

His hands moved to the front of his pants, fumbling with the button, the piece refusing to cooperate, his fingers trembling. He hissed, a frustrated growl escaping him, the sound muffled by the flimsy cotton pressed against his face. After what seemed like an eternity, the button gave, the zipper following suit. He wasted no time, his fingers diving into his boxers, wrapping around his aching cock, the cool touch sending a shock of pleasure coursing through him. He let out a sigh, his eyes fluttering shut, the muscles in his jaw relaxing, a small smile tugging at his lips. His hand moved, stroking himself, the steady, repetitive motion giving him relief. He squeezed, his grip tightening, the tip leaking, precum making the shaft slick. He groaned, his hips bucking, his free hand tugging his pants down, the constricting fabric becoming too much for him. He kicked them off, discarding them to the floor of the laundry room, his fingers resuming their ministrations, a few whines and gasps escaping him.

His breathing became heavy, a thin layer of sweat covering his body, his pale skin flushed a pretty shade of pink, the blush spreading from his cheeks down to his neck, the heat of his arousal warming him. Yuuta's head lolled to the side, his tongue peaking out from between his lips, the wet muscle swiping over the middle of your panties. The material clung to the tip of his tongue as his lips closed around the fabric, the delicate thing caressing his lips, the texture tickling him. The scent of your arousal filled his nostrils, the faintest traces of your natural fragrance clinging to the flimsy piece, the taste of your slick making him shudder. His wrist flicked, his hand twisting around his length, his grip firm, the strokes making him squirm. He humped into his palm, a choked sob tumbling from him, the pleasure mounting, his mind going blank. The warmth in his abdomen spread, a familiar tingle making his toes curl, a wave of ecstasy washing over him, his whole body going numb, his cock pulsing with an ever present ache.

"A-ah, ah, ah, a-a-hhh.." His movements became frantic, hips jerking so wildly that his body trembled, his cock twitching, the slit oozing copious amounts of precum, the thick, sticky fluid dribbling down the shaft. "F-fuck, f-f-u-u-uck, ahhh-!" Yuuta's moans grew louder, his whimpers and mewls echoing in the otherwise quiet house, his body spasming as he stood, his legs shaking, knees almost giving out. His wet, sticky fingers left his length, the hand moving up, his palm cupping the tip, preventing his release. He gasped, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his other hand pulling your panties away from his face, a small thread of saliva connecting the cloth to his lips. His hand came up, his thumb brushing over his bottom lip, the digit breaking the thread, a few drops of spit dripping onto his knuckles.

Yuuta took a shaky breath, the hand holding your underwear moving down, his fingers folding the fabric in half, the tips pressing against the damp patch in the crotch, the slick and saliva staining the beautiful garment. He held the cloth against the tip of his cock, the saturated fabric caressing his length, the soft, sheer cotton enveloping him. "Nngh-aah-hh.. yes.." He bucked his hips, his cock sliding between the smooth, silky folds of the lace, every little bump and ridge catching on his sensitive flesh, the sensation exquisite. He let out a strangled gasp, his mouth falling open, his eyes fluttering shut. His hand wrapped around his shaft, his fingers holding the panties, squeezing the soft material, the flimsy fabric molding to his length, conforming to the shape. "O-oh.. f-fuck.." He breathed, a wave of euphoria washing over him, the blissful haze returning. His palm rubbed the tip, his thumb spreading the sticky, viscous fluid all over the head, his fingertips massaging the sensitive flesh. "S-so good.. oh.. oh, yes.. y-yes.." His words were broken up by his moans, his voice raising an octave, the sounds becoming needier, desperate, high pitched, his pitch fluctuating with every movement of his hands. He thrust into the makeshift sleeve, the wet noises filling his ears, the sloshing sounds adding to the erotic nature of the scene.

He felt the coil in his stomach wind tighter and tighter, the pressure building up, his cock feeling all too sensitive. "F-f-ffuck, 'm gonna-a-ah-!" He gasped, his free hand moving to cover his mouth, muffling the obscene noises pouring from him, his shame threatening to take over. "C-cumming.. i'm cum-cumming, angel.. m'c-cu-um-! H..ah..!!" He spoke as if you were there with him, the fantasy making him whine, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. "I'm cumming, baby, I'm cumming-a-ahh, oh god-d-d-d.." His hips bucked wildly, his ass clenching, his thighs quivering, a few tears slipping from the corners of his eyes. The pressure snapped, a burst of pure ecstasy flooding his system, a rush of endorphins making him go numb. He let out a choked sob, a loud, broken moan leaving him, his body jerking as he came, ropes of cum shooting out of him, splattering onto the inside of the panties, the creamy substance soaking the lace and dribbling onto his hand. His hips slowed, a few more spurts of his seed filling the fabric, the pearly goo mixing with the remnants of your arousal, the sticky substance clinging to the threads, sticking to the lace, the mixture of fluids creating a thick, cloudy, milky fluid.

Yuuta pulled his hand away from his mouth, gasping for air, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his breaths coming out in shallow pants. He looked down at the mess, a soft, content sigh escaping him, a small smile forming on his lips. He brought the panties up to his face, pressing the damp, soiled material against his cheek, the action causing the afterglow to hit him harder, a pleasant warmth settling in his core, despite the bashful shame creeping up on him, his mind catching up to his actions. He closed his eyes, his heart fluttering, a light, giddy feeling bubbling up in the pit of his stomach. The smile remained on his lips, the expression soft, serene. "Oh, angel.." He cooed, nuzzling the fabric, his hands clutching it tightly. "I love you.."

He's saying "kiss here" #trust