Ichimatsu - A Winter Carnival

Ichimatsu - A Winter Carnival

𝘍𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳!𝘐𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

DISCLAIMER: Our reader is not in a relationship, she is just the child of Ichimatsu. There is no romantic relationship between these characters and others.

"Papa!" you called from the front door, your small hands struggling to pull on your shoes. Footsteps sounded behind you, and you heard a soft chuckle.

"Papa, my shoes won't get on!" you cried, cheeks puffed as you pouted. You felt his large hands lift you up from the floor, standing you upright and taking your shoes from you, kneeling down.

"You've got them on the wrong feet, kitten," Ichimatsu laughed, guiding your tiny feet into your boots. You pouted, muttering about how shoes didn't make sense. After securing your shoes, he adjusted your coat and scarf, making sure you were nice and snug in your warm clothing before heading out into the winter air.

The front door slid open, a similar looking face peeking through the doorway.

"Are you guys ready yet?" Karamatsu called, smiling softly down at his niece. A bright smile broke out onto your face at the sight of him, quickly running over into his arms.

"Karama-chan!" You squealed as he lifted you up, resting you onto his hip. Ichimatsu frowned slightly at the attention you had given his shitty brother instead of him, but refrained from saying anything.

"Yeah, we're coming.." he grunted, standing up and following his brother out the door. His other siblings stood in a small group, attempting to warm themselves against the chilly air. Spotting you both, they all broke out into smiles.

"Little [Y/N]!" Todomatsu cooed, taking multiple pictures of you. Osomatsu came over and patted your head with a grin.

"Are you ready for the best time with your favourite uncle?" He teased, earning a jab in the ribs from Choromatsu. Jyushimatsu took you from Karamatsu's arms and places you onto his broad shoulders, securely holding your small frame in place before lightly jogging around, his contagious laughter filling the air.

Ichimatsu watched on with a small smile before shuffling along with his brothers, muttering to Jyushimatsu to "be careful."

With the extra height you were given, you could make out the faint lights of the carnival a few roads down, eagerly exclaiming to the sextuplets about it.

"That time of the year already, huh?" Osomatsu mused, walking alongside Ichimatsu and Karamatsu, whilst the other three stayed close to you. "The winter carnival is back again."

"Time has flown fast indeed, burazza," Karamatsu agreed. "It seems that [Y/N] is also growing up quite fast. As expected of Ichimatsu's fatherhood!" He pointed with a flourish to his brother, who only rolled his eyes.

"We all know I have no idea what I'm doing," he watched you carefully. "It's all thanks to mom. She's better at this than any of us could be, seeing as she raised six of us."

"Man!" Osomatsu cried out. "I still can't believe you've got a kid first! This is totally unfair.. I'm the eldest, dammit!"

The air around then grew slightly chillier, a cold breeze wafting by the small group. Ichimatsu's hands dug deeper into his coat pockets, his head hanging lower. The elder two glanced at each other before sighing.

"...Are you gonna visit again today?" Karamatsu asked cautiously, his hands unsure of wether they should pat his younger brother or keep them to himself. The silence was stifling, even if it was brief.

"...Yeah..." Ichimatsu finally answered. "But afterwards. I don't wanna ruin the mood." Your bright laughter carried over to him. "Maybe I'll leave [Y/N] with you guys while I go..."

"Let's all go together."

Both heads snapped towards Osomatsu, who had his hands casually folded behind his head.

"I mean, why not? It's been a while since the rest of us have been, anyway. Might as well go while we have the chance."

There were only a handful of times when their shitty eldest would speak something sensible, and every time, it would leave whoever had heard him in shock.

Ichimatsu was the first to snap out of it, huffing out a smile as he glanced from you to the full moon above him.

"Do whatever you want."

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"Papa! We're here, we're here!" You yelled excitedly over all the chatter, your legs kicking about as Jyushimatsu placed you down on the ground. You quickly ran over to your father, hooking your smaller hand into his larger one.

Soft fairy lights were strung around the carnival area, leaving a dim glow over each stall and pathway. Decorations of snowflakes and angels glittered from above, filling your eyes with fragments of light. Few piles of snow were scattered along the ground from previous snowfall, adding a sort of mystical touch that you loved.

It was already bustling with crowds of people, flitting from stall to stall like moths to a flame, eager to take a look at what had been brought this year, excited murmurs drifting through the air.

"Can we get the candy apples again? Please please please?" You pointed at the stall, the enticing scent of caramel and sweet apples luring you in.

"Only if we share it," he replied, allowing you to tug him over to the stall.

"I want some too!" Jyushimatsu joined in, bouncing alongside you. You giggled as the others also chimed in, seeing your dad's brow twitch.

The candy was placed into your hands, the weight of the apple making the stick wobble in your hands.

"Don't drop it now," Ichimatsu warned. He swiftly placed his hands over your own, guiding the apple into your mouth. You could only take a few small bites though, with most of the caramel smearing onto your lips and cheeks.

"Aww, that was so cute!" Todomatsu squealed, already taking a wipe and gently smoothing it over your face and hands. You squirmed at the sensation, giggles spluttering from your lips at the ticklish feeling. Choromatsu bent down next to you.

"Do you wanna try catching some goldfish?" He gestures to the next stall. "It's really easy. I can teach you!"

You nodded instantly, already running ahead at the mention of the golden fishes. You peered into the tub, awing at the clusters of shimmering fishes glistening in the stall's lamp light, the water enlarging their size.

"Papa, I really want one!" You bit your lip, eyes widening into what they called your 'kitten eyes,' hoping Ichimatsu would give in. It seemed all too easy as the man blocked his eyes after a moment.

"Only if you catch one. Then you can keep it, okay?" He watched as Choromatsu taught you how to guide the fish gently into the net, muttering soft words of encouragement after you failed the first few times. Eventually, though, you were able to successfully catch one, shouting happily as your fish was placed into its water filled bag.

"Well done, [Y/N]!" Choromatsu patted your head as a reward, allowing you to run over to your father and jump into his arms.

"Did you see me, Papa?!" Your arms waves around in exaggeration as you explained in oh-so-much detail how you caught the goldfish. Ichimatsu placed a chaste kiss on your forehead.

"I saw. I'm really proud of you, kitten."

His heart warmed at the sight of your joy, knowing that his daughter was as happy as she could be. The others watched from the side, identical smiles on their faces as they watched their brother be the father he truly could be.

You all spent a good few hours at the festival. Whether it was enjoying the tasty delicacies and sweets from almost every stall — thanks to Osomatsu and Jyushimatsu's cravings — or when you had all bought your own masks delicately painted to look like youkai from urban Japanese legends, you all had fun all the same.

However, being the young child you were, you didn't have the energy to keep going for much longer. You rubbed your eyes as you yawned heavily, clutching onto Ichimatsu's clothing as you started to sway a little. Noticing this, Ichimatsu knelt down in front of you.

"Tired?" He asked, moving your hands away. You shook your head, adamant on staying awake.

"I wanna stay longer! I wanna play more..." you yawned, "...more games with you and everyone!"

"I think we should head back home, [Y/N]." Ichimatsu was not deterred by your pouting, although he felt a jolt of pain as your eyes started welling up with tears.

"But I don't wanna..!"

"Is your Papa being mean again?" Osomatsu wandered over, picking you up and holding you. "Seriously, Ichimatsu. Stop making the kid cry!" There was teasing glint in his eye as he made sure your head was buried into his shoudker before winking at his brother.

"C'mon, little [Y/N], cheer up! Osoma-chan is here to rescue you!"

Ichimatsu sighed, walking away from the group for a moment to slip to another stall. He eyed the large displays of flowers and bouquets, before settling onto a tall bunch of purple hyacinths and soft pink camelias, all fully bloomed and vibrant.

"Can I help you, sir?" The florist beamed. Ichimatsu pointed towards the flowers he had seen, watching idly as the woman picked them up and began wrapping them in a nice bouquet, complete with a purple bow.

"Have a nice evening!" She had called out as he made his way back, surprised to see that Choromatsu was holding his sleeping daughter against his chest.

"Ah, you're back, burazza!" Karamatsu oatyed his shoulder. He eyed the flowers for a moment before grinning softly. "It seems [Y/N] has fallen asleep whilst you were gone. Perhaps we should hurry to our next destination?"

Ichimatsu only nodded, his grip on the flowers tightening slightly as he began leading the group down a different path home. Only, they weren't heading home.

The journey was mostly silent, with each brother either making quiet conversation with one another, or simply admiring the night sky. Your sleeping form was passed between the six, each one carefully cradling you until someone else offered to hold you, eventually settling into Ichimatsu's free arm. You grumbled, burying your face deeper into the crook of his neck.

A stone arch came into view, a set of iron gates still open. Ichimatsu held no hesitation as he walked through, his brothers falling silent behind him. A small cat scurried over to him, winding itself gently around his legs before trotting ahead, glancing back as it waited for the group to catch up.

They passed rows of tall gravestones, intricately decorated with Japanese writings and fresh flowers, before stopping at a certain one. The cat had laid itself down beside it, curling up comfortably after nudging it's head lovingly over the stone.

A familiar name was engraved onto the stone; a name that the Matsuno family would never forget. A flash of memory ran through Ichimatsu's mind as he took a deep breath. It never got easier, not matter how many times he came by.

He placed the bunch of flowers onto the flat platform before kneeling down, making sure you were comfortable before speaking softly.

"It's me again... And I've brought [Y/N], too."

A breeze swept by. He swore it was warmer than before.

"My shitty brothers tagged along, too. Sorry about them."

"Hey!" A few exclaimed, although there was no anger behind it.

Ichimatsu continued his conversation in silence, all his thoughts, happy or worrying, coming to the forefront of his mind. He snapped out of it briefly when he felt you shuffle in his arms.

You raised your head, drowsily rubbing your eyes again as you glanced around, your shimmering gaze finally settling on the grave in front of you. A tired smile broke out onto your lips.

"Mama..." you mumbled. Your eyes still felt heavy as you reached out, fingers barely brushing over the stone. "I love you, mama..."

You fell back to sleep, leaving the others in silence once more. They all gazed at you with adoration, exchanging smiled with one another as Ichimatsu stood up.

He muttered something under his breath before turning, his head low as he made his way back to the entrance, his grip on you a little tighter than before.

He had lost his wife too soon. But, he had been left with you, the most precious gift he could ever ask for. At least you had her eyes, he had always thought, big and bright, full of wonder. He couldn't lose you, too. He would care for you with all the love he had in him.

The warm breeze swept by again, rustling through your hair and wafting over Ichimatsu's face. It carried a whisper of a voice that made him pause.

'I love you, too.'

Todomatsu - Kill her? Why Would I?

𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘟 𝘚𝘪𝘤𝘬!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

(Can you tell I'm running out of title ideas)

"[Y/N]!" Todomatsu sang from outside your front door, rocking back and forth on his heels excitedly. "We're gonna hang out today, remember?"

It was silent from the other side of the door. His smile faltered for a split second before he knocked again.

"[Y/N]...? Y-You haven't forgotten, have you?" His laugh was tense while he fidgeted with his fingers, shifting from one foot to the other. He tried again, louder this time.

"Hey! Did you sleep in? You're at home, right?" He hated how desperate he sounded, but this was you he was talking about. One of the few people (if not, only person) he truly cared about. The one person he wanted to keep by him for as long as he could before those five demons came along and messed everything up for good.

The thuds on your door echoed throughout your apartment before shuffling was heard from behind the door. Todomatsu froze as it began to unlock and open slowly, squeaking on its hinges. He gasped, quite dramatically.

There you stood. Still donned in your pyjamas, with your hair very dishevelled and eyes rimmed a pale pink. You were breathing a little heavy for someone who just walked a few feet to their door. All in all, you didn't look good. Todomatsu would never say it out loud, but you looked horrible.

"[Y/N]? Are you okay?" He quickly asked after a split second of silence. You clutched onto the door frame, a guilty frown on your lips.

"Todomatsu.." he flinched at how dry your voice sounded, "I'm so sorry.. I didn't forget about our plans today, but I got sick. I meant to call, but my mind's been all fuzzy..." At those words, your legs wobbled dangerously. Although you were using the doorframe as a stand, you began sliding down to the ground as all strength dissipated from your body.

The man leapt into action, hastily wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you against him. He could feel your body heating up through your clothing (which he tried not to let get to him. It wasn't the right time).

"S-Sorry.." you mumbled. You tried to push him away with feeble hands, only for him to hold you tighter. "Don't, Todomatsu! You'll just get sick, too!"

"It doesn't matter," he stood up carefully with you still in his arms, leading you back inside with no struggle. "I can just pass it on to my brothers. I'm not gonna let you stay like this on your own, though. Who do you think I am?"

You were taken back to your bedroom, and you thanked your past self for at least managing to keep it tidy, save for your bed. Todomatsu straightened it out a bit before helping you sit back down. His cheeks flushed a light pink as he moved away.

"I'm gonna get some stuff from back home. My mom has some kind of homemade remedies for this kind of stuff. In the meantime, you..." he cleared his throat. Now was not the time to act like some kind of virgin. "Y-You should change out of your c-clothes, since you're probably... s-sweaty. I'll be back later!"

He cursed himself for stammering and that damn squeakiness in his voice, hoping you hadn't seen too much of his now flushed face. If you didn't know any better, you would think that he was the one who was ill.

You let out a small smile as you slowly went about gathering a fresh set of pyjamas, the image of his pretty pink cheeks and quivering lips stuck in your mind.

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The door to the Matsuno home slammed open and shut in a hurry, startling the five others in the living room. They watched curiously was the youngest brother rushed through to the kitchen, making quite the racket as he rummaged through various cupboards and shelves.

"Todomatsu?" Choromatsu called from the doorway, squashed by the others. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." He replied blankly, pointedly ignoring them as he reached up for a small container. Ichimatsu glared at his younger sibling, knowing he was hiding something.

"What a dry monster..." he murmured darkly.

"Totty!" Osomatsu leaned against the small table in the kitchen. "C'mon! You can tell your favourite older brother what's going on, right?" He cooed.

"Of course he will tell me!" Karamatsu jumped in, pushing Osomatsu out of the way. "Dear burazza, whatever the issue is, just know that I, your absolute favourite older brother, am here for-!"

"Why are you getting the homemade medicine?" Jyushimatsu asked, covering his mouth with along sleeve.

"Eh..?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Todomatsu shoved the small containers and numerous other medicines into his bag before adjusting the strap over his shoulder, preparing to walk out as if nothing had happened. However, he knew that a fight was to be fought as the aura of his demonic brothers flooded the doorway, blocking his escape.

"Now, now, Totty," Choromatsu grinned darkly. "Just tell us what's going on and we'll let you go."

"Don't try to bluff your way out of this," Ichimatsu toothily smiled, placing a hand on Todomatsu's shoulder with a painfully obvious tight grip. "Play nice with your onii-sans, okay?"

Todomatsu's expression was blank as he stared down at the ground. He flexed his fingers around the strap of his bag, taking a deep breath.

"[Y/N]'s sick."

A tense silence filled the room.

"...Huh-?"

"So.." His face contorted into fury, eyes practically bulging from their sockets as he suddenly grabbed the kitchen table, chucking it across the room towards his shocked brothers. "Get out of my way!!"

His screams echoed through the house as he took off at a sprint, leaving his brothers in the dust. They all squirmed to get out of the pile of heavy bodies and wooden bits of table crushing them down.

"What the hell was that about?!" Osomatsu wheezed as Jyushimatsu pressed his body weight further into him instead of getting up, laughing giddily.

"Totty's gonna kill her, probably!" The yellow clad boy chuckled.

"How can you sound so positive when you say something like that?" Choromatsu scolded, being the first to squeeze out of the pile.

"Get off me, Shittymatsu!" Ichimatsu growled, kicking at his older brother as he scrambled out next. Karamatsu fell to the ground with a light thud, groaning as he rubbed at his head.

"M-My apologies, burazza..."

"This is an emergency!" Choromatsu cried.

"Shouldn't that be my line..?" Osomatsu mumbled underneath his breath, sitting up.

"If we don't hurry, Todomatsu's gonna kill [Y/N]!"

"What if Todomatsu's actually trying to help her, though? We shouldn't doubt our youngest this quickly," Karamatsu contemplated, cupping his chin. He felt a hand grab his shoudler, finding Osomatsu staring at him with a tense smile.

"Don't you remember what he did to us the last time we got sick?" He reminded. "He set us on fire, the little bastard."

"...True." Karamatsu began to sweat, worried for your safety like the others. They all leapt to their feet, rushing out the door together.

"We're gonna save [Y/N]!" Jyushimatsu announced excitedly, waving his arms around as they all took off down the street, heading towards your apartment.

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"I'm back!" Todomatsu sang happily, as if he hadn't just ran for his life. He popped his head into your room, smiling softly as you tried to sit up.

"You didn't have to do this, Totty.." you clutched your head, feeling dizzy. The man came over and guided you with soft hands, fluffing the pillow behind you so that you were comfortable.

"You're right, I don't have to. But I want to look after you," you were a little surprised by how soothing his voice was, only for him to snap back out of it. "Doesn't that just make me the best? Teehee!"

You rolled your eyes playfully, swatting weakly at him with your hands. He chuckled as he rummaged through his bag, bringing out the medicine.

"I'll just go and grab a spoon.." he mumbled, leaving for a moment and returning with the utensil in hand. He settled beside you, pouring the liquid onto the metal.

"Say 'aah!'" He teased mischievously, making you giggle. You took the spoon into your mouth, face scrunching up almost instantly at the weird, tangy taste lingering in your mouth.

Todomatsu laughed loudly at your reaction, pressing a kiss to your temple.

"That was adorable! I should've taken a picture!" He nuzzled into your hair before pulling away, sure that the redness of your cheeks wasn't entirely from you being sick.

You covered your face with a whine, wishing you could hide in your bedsheets if it wasn't so warm. Todomatsu smiled fondly at you, opening his mouth to say something else.

"[Y/N]!!!"

There was a loud bang from the other room, startling you both heavily. Todomatsu shot up out of his seat, running over to the front door to find his brothers on the floor in a heap once again, the front door barely hanging on its hinges with a large crack in the wall from where it hit.

You stumbled after him, gasping at the wreckage of your home.

"What the fuck are you guys doing?!" Todomatsu screeched, seemingly more frustrated than you.

"We came to save [Y/N]! What else does it look like?" Osomatsu replied with a pointed look. All heads whipped towards you, taking in your appearance.

"[Y/N], are you hurt?" Choromatsu asked, trying to crawl towards you only for Todomatsu to kick his face.

"Did he actually give you poison and not medicine?" Ichimatsu asked next, earning himself a smack.

"Did Totty try to set you on fire?!" Jyushimatsu called, crying out after he get pushed back out the door.

"Did he-"

"Shut up, Shittymatsu!!" Todomatsu screamed, attempting to push everyone out. "Why do you all think I'm trying to kill her?!"

"Because that's just who you are!" They all responded.

You watched on in shock as they continued to argue violently in front of you. Releasing a heavy sigh, you massaged your forehead. A really bad headache was coming on...

"Guys!" You yelled suddenly, freezing everyone in place. "Todomatsu's looking after me! He hasn't done anything to hurt me and he never will, okay?"

"But-!"

"I think we all know that if he, or anyone, tried to do anything, I would kick your asses harder than Totoko can punch."

Your threat hung heavy in the air, making them gulp. You dragged your feet over to the pile of bodies in your doorway, removing Todomatsu from their clutches and looking down st the others on the floor.

"Thank you for being concerned, but there's no issue other than me being sick. I trust him to take care of me, so there's nothing to worry about, okay?"

You were met with silence. Another sigh, you tugged at your door, thankful that it was still somewhat intact. You began closing it up, offering a final goodbye to the Matsuno brothers before shutting it completely.

Todomatsu was tense behind you, eyes worriedly darting from you to the door.

"I-I'm really sorry about that.. You know how idiotic they can be!" He pointed at the door, hoping you wouldn't get mad at him. Instead, you turned to him with a tired hit gentle smile.

"I'm not mad, Totty," you weaves your hand into his, intertwining your fingers and tugging him back to your room. "Let's just forget about it. You're still gonna take care of me, right?"

"Todomatsu!" Osomatsu yelled from behind the door. "If you don't come back a virgin, then don't come back at all!"

You both rolled your eyes, Todomatsu's deathly aura increasing slightly. Way to ruin a sweet moment...

✧ Choromatsu - 'Tell Me'

𝘈𝘬𝘶𝘮𝘢!𝘊𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘟 𝘚𝘩𝘺!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

It was all moving so fast. One minute you were cuddling on the couch and casually watching a movie, and the next you were pushed down flat onto the cushions, your clothing almost entirely removed and your legs hooked around your boyfriend's waist. It astounded you how easily your gentle touches could spur him on.

A heated moan escaped your lips as Choromatsu's pointed teeth traced over your skin. They trailed down from your neck to the tops of your breasts, his hands clawing at the bra still covering your mounds.

You gasped as your bra was suddenly torn from your chest, a perked nipple instantly taken into his hot mouth. He swirled the bud around his tongue, nipping at it with a slight force, his other hand grasping a fistful of flesh and kneading at it. Your hips jerked into his, your lower lip caught between your teeth.

Knowing they were sensitive, your hands moved up through his long hair to grasp at his dark horns protruding from his head, fingers curling around the base of his horn, eliciting a groan from his throat. A rough tug caused him to bite down on your skin, marking you beautifully.

The feeling of his bulging arousal pressing against your own dripping heat made your thighs tremble. You whined for Choromatsu, mewling his name as your cheeks darkened under his scorching gaze.

"Tell me, darling," he pressed his lips to your ear, smirking toothily as an obvious shudder ran up your spine. "Tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you."

"I-I..." you breathed, unable to speak. He chuckled lowly, his hands teasingly running along the edge of your panties.

"You have to tell me, [Y/N]," he purred. "Do you want me to fuck you?"

You nodded immediately, the guttural growl in his voice going straight to your pussy. Instead of accepting your answer, however, he merely tutted.

"Use your words, love," the light kisses he pressed under your jaw drove you crazy, his hips subtly rutting against you. "Tell me exactly what you want me to do."

You whimpered, but you knew you had to answer. You didn't want to be left to satisfy yourself alone again. None of the toys you had were as good as him.

"I..." you swallowed roughly, "I-I want you to... to fuck me, Choromatsu.. please.." you begged, tears pooling to the corners of your eyes as you realised just how desperate you were.

"Well done," he cooed, and without warning, he ripped apart your panties and threw them off to the ground, bringing out his cock and running it up and down your outer lips.

His tail unconsciously came up to wrap around your calf as he pressed his engorged tip to your entrance. Glancing up at your face, he felt his ego swell upon seeing you panting heavily when he had barely even touched you yet.

In one swift movement, he pushed his length inside of you, his girth filling you to the brim. You moaned and whined, every twitch of your hips feeling so overwhelmingly good.

Choromatsu groaned quietly. Your walls has constricted around him tightly, drenched and pulsing. He pulled out of you halfway, then plunged back in harshly, your body moving with him.

He hooked his arms under your thighs, raising them higher onto his waist, but it wasn't enough. With a growl, he pushed your knees up higher over your stomach and spread them wider, the new position allowing him to stretch your walls further.

You couldn't form words, stars erupting behind your eyes as the akuma ploughed into you, each thrust resounding with a wet slap of skin, turning you on even more.

"Pl-Please.. Please please plea— Ah! Choro.." you mouth hung open, broken cries and begs for more and for him to let you cum escaping you. You looked so pretty underneath him, with hot tears rolling down your cheeks and your tongue near lolling out of your mouth, breasts bouncing and eyes watching him, and only him.

Feeling his tip push against your womb, you cam undone, your walls spasming around his thick length as it continued to push into you, riding out your orgasm.

Choromatsu's pace didn't falter, and instead picked up speed, the urge to fill you with his cum driving him wild. The constant movement pulled another orgasm from you, your sensitive cunt oozing wetness and coating your folds.

His rod twitched heavily and, with a handful of rough thrusts into your sopping core, he moaned breathily whilst he came, coating your inner walls with his thick seed, making sure he was fully sheathed inside of you so as not to waste a single drop.

Your legs and back ached from being held in its position, and you winced as they were slowly released. Choromatsu pulled out of you with a wet pop, his eyes admiring the mess he had made of your entrance. He brought a finger up to run over the essence leaking out of you, easily rubbing it up and down the slick substance.

Just as you were drifting off from exhaustion, you felt him grab at your hips, pulling you off of the sofa and pushing you to the ground. You yelped in confusion as he forced you onto all fours in front of him as he stayed sat on the couch. However, it wasn't long before you felt his hardened dick press against you once more, a shiver of excitement pumping through your body.

"I'm not finished with you, dear [Y/N]." He inserted himself back into you with ease, and your arms gave way. It was going to be a long night for the both of you.

Ichimatsu - Reaching You, Finally

I altered the ages a slight bit, I hope that's okay! Ichimatsu - 26 | [Y/N] - 19

It was getting harder and harder for you to sleep. Laying on your back, your eyes roamed your dark and plain ceiling as you sorted through your pile of thoughts.

Ichimatsu. His name stuck to your mind like glue. An image of his rare soft smile and lazy eyes formed in front of your eyes. The ache in your heart grew stronger.

With a sigh, you turned to your side, reaching out to clutch at a large cat plushie, holding it tightly to your chest. This particular plushie was one he had won for you at the arcade a few days ago. It was soft, like him. Cute and cuddly.

'I should be happy,' you think with a frown. This is what you wanted, wasn't it? Being infatuated with him since you first met him, you waited an agonisingly long time until you had finally plucked the courage to confess. And what a dream come true it was for him to say he felt the same.

That day seemed so far away, now.

Peering down at your plushie, you began to wonder. Did he still see you as a child? You were younger than him by handful of years, after all. You were at the beginnings of your own adulthood, and yet here you were. Pouting over some issue you had conjured up in your mind, and holding onto a stuffed toy.

Whereas he was an adult. A man. He could be right next to you, but he would feel so far away. Miles away from your reach. Sometimes, just as your fingertips would grasp at the back of his shirt, he would slip away from your hold, as if he were never close to you at all.

'He loves me, though...' you think next, biting at your trembling lip. Of course he did. He hasn't said it yet, but he shows he loves you. By taking you on dates, buying you small presents, little shows of affection. So of course he loves you. Right?

Another sigh fell through your lips. Hesitantly, you pushed away the toy, turning away from it and choosing to hug at your arms instead, knees curling to tuck in tightly to your chest.

It was a long night for you.

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Twirling a lock of hair around your finger, you glanced around the small park. The clock looming beside you ticked on. He was late. Or maybe you were just early?

You shook your head. You were thinking too much. Overthinking. This entire morning, your mind was working too fast for you. You couldn't seem to take the time to think straight for a minute.

Constant questions came and went, laying on your lips but unspoken. Where was he? Was he even coming? Was he bored of you? Was it because he saw you as a kid?

You tugged harshly on your lock of hair.

'Stop,' you scolded yourself. Nothing was wrong. So what if he's a few minutes late? It's fine. It doesn't mean anything. Calm down.

A streak of purple entered the crowd, and you eyes instantly latched onto the colour. So familiar. So comforting. It came closer until he stood before you, his slouched stature still taller than you. His signature purple hoodie was swapped out for a purple turtle neck sweater instead, covered by a black coat. He was wearing glasses. They looked really good on him.

"Hey," he murmured. As always, he raised a single finger to run down the side of your burning cheek, barely touching you, the light trail of his tracing finger leaving a gentle tingle.

You would respond the same in a breathless, quiet voice. Your hands twitched, wanting to run your fingers through his messy but soft tresses.

Without another word, he took hold of your hand, his skin significantly warmer than yours, and began leading you away. Your mind was still in a flustered, uncertain daze, but you soon found yourself in a secluded area of the park, situated under a thick canopy of trees. It was quieter here.

"How have you been?" He started. He slowly intertwined his fingers with your own. You contemplated how you should respond.

"Fine," you threw in a small smile for good measure. You were an adult, too. You could handle your issues on your own.

Your reassuring thoughts were promptly dashed out the window when you saw his brow raise slightly. His flat stare scrutinised your face, from the twitch in your brow to the smile that fell at the corners.

"...You can tell me, y'know." He tugged your hand, urging you to sit closer. "You don't have to, but I wouldn't mind if you did."

Your resolve was thinning quickly. Maybe you should. It would be easier to talk about it. But it was a stupid thing to worry about. He wouldn't care. But if he loves you, then he would. Clearly he would.

'Make a choice, idiot!' You glanced down at your hands. The soothing rub of his thumb over your knuckles caught your attention. He was always so caring, so gentle with you. The smallest of things meant so much from him. Your heart thumped harder in your chest the more you realised just how far you had fallen in.

"It's... Well, it's stupid, really.." you couldn't look him in the eyes. Not until he tucked a hand under your chin, raising your head to face him. His expression hadn't changed.

"I don't care if it is. If it's bothering you, then you should talk about it with someone."

The firm resolution in his voice was what sparked it. The light sheen of water in your eyes made him panic for a moment.

"Do you see me as a child?"

What a way to start the conversation, but you were too far into your emotions to care.

"It's just... you're older than me, and I'm barely an adult myself, and I... I just can't stop thinking about how you must see me as immature, or something... I mean even now!" You gestured to yourself, your voice rising as you blubbered on. "I'm crying like a big baby over nothing, and I-I wouldn't be surprised if... If you want to l-leave me.. or somethin'..." you repeated yourself.

Your throat was burning. You tried to control your breathing, but it just hurt more. He wasn't responding. Your vision blurred further. This was it. This was goodbye, wasn't it? You weren't ready, but for him, you would be strong. You had to be. You could be an adult, too...

"[Y/N]."

His warms hands cupped your cheeks, turning you to face him. His thumbs brushed at the tears streaming down your skin. They pooled up more, but he didn't seem to mind.

"You're right. That is kinda stupid."

His bluntness never ceased to surprise you.

"It's stupid, that you think this slight age difference between us is going to stop me from loving you."

A strangled whimper left your throat. Your fingers came forward to clutch at his coat. He was here, with you. Not just beside you, but within reach. His warmth flooded your senses. He was with you now.

"And I don't care if you come to me crying like a baby. I'll just take care of you until you feel better. I'm not gonna leave you over a small reason like that. I love you too much."

"You love me..?" Your hoarse voice barely above a whisper. He came in close with a curved smile, so rare and so pretty each time you saw it.

"I do." He rested his forehead against your own. He finally said it.

"I love you, too..." you held the hands that rested in your cheeks, revelling in the feeling of holding him close.

You met his gaze, his blank gaze holding something you were sure you hadn't seen before. They flitted down to your lips, then back your eyes. You did the same.

He slowly closed the gap, his smooth lips caressing your own in a sensual, passionate kiss.

You were together now. Side by side, under the shade of tall oak trees.

Todomatsu - Nice And Simple

"[Y/N]! You'd look so cute in this! Look, look!"

You scrunched your face up in frustration, glad that you weren't facing Todomatsu in that moment. Slowly, you relaxed your face and put on a smile, albeit a small one, and turned to face your boyfriend.

"Oh.. Wow! That's really cute, Totty..." you trialed off, watching as he got distracted by more cute clothing, putting them on top of the already mountainous pile of clothing.

It was your first date. You were both very excited to start your relationship, seeing as you had both been smitten over one another for a long time. You suggested a simple date to the mall, do some window shopping, go to a cafe, maybe go watch a movie; just a simple and memorable first date.

Clearly, however, Todomatsu didn't have that in mind.

He had dragged you to every single clothing shop in the mall, constantly buying you clothing and cute items that he thought suited you. When you had went to the cafe, he bought multiple desserts just to take selfies with you beside them, wanting to 'show you off on Instagram!' And you had already missed the screening for the movie hours ago.

It was sweet, at first. He wanted to give you a few gifts? Okay! You could deal with that! You appreciated the pampering and acts of affection. It was to be expected, too, since he had never had a girlfriend before. In the beginning, you brushed it off as him being considerate.

But now? It was bordering over-excitement, and now verging onto being straight up annoying.

You kept trying to subtly tell him over and over again that he didn't need to do this; he didn't have to impress you! You just wanted to tone things down a little bit and do something else that wasn't as stressful as this.

Your words had fallen on deaf ears.

"Oh, I know!" Todomatsu took hold of your hand, dumping the clothing carelessly onto the floor. "Let's go to that plushie shop over there! You really like those cute toys, right?" He giggled cutely, already dragging your stumbling feet over to it before you could say anything.

That was the last straw for you.

You grasped his hand tightly before yanking him away to a more secluded area, not stopping when he began asking questions.

"[Y-Y/N]? What are you doing?" You stopped suddenly, crossing your arms over your chest as you looked up at him with a tired look. His eyes widened, suddenly becoming scared.

"Did.. Did I do something wrong? Did you not like the stuff I bought? I can make it up to you-!"

"No, Todomatsu. That's not it," you cut him off quickly. You took a deep breath before continuing.

"Totty... This is our first date, and I know you haven't done this before. I really love the stuff you bought for me, really, I do. But..." you stepped closer to him, holding his softer hands in your own.

"But this is all too much. Taking me to every shop and trying to spoil me with clothes or things I like is a little over the top. You don't need to impress me by buying tonnes of stuff for me."

You leaned up and placed a chaste kiss on his lips, smiling at his blushing face.

"Just doing something simple is enough for me. You don't need to worry, okay?"

He stuttered for a moment, eventually nodding in understanding, his round eyes locked onto yours in a daze. He swallowed thickly before speaking.

"C-Can we.... Can you do th-that again?"

You giggled, lacing your fingers through his, leaning up to kiss him again, keeping it for a little longer this time as you felt him relax against you. You broke away slowly with a smile, tugging him along behind you.

"Come on, let's go to the park. It's still sunny out!"

Choromatsu - A Gracious Green

The ticking of the clock grew louder and louder with each second passing, causing Choromatsu to jog his leg up and down in his seat without thought. Sweat had accumulated at the back of his neck, but he didn't bother wiping it away. He knew it would just continuously make its way back.

His father was getting old. All his brothers, including himself, knew deep down that they couldn't mooch off of their parents forever. And with Matsuzo collapsing in the middle of the day and being hospitalised for the next few weeks, the sextuplets had a very scary and stern wake up call. They had to start working, for the sake of their parents.

...However, it didn't make the process any easier. Choromatsu's nerves were through the roof, evidently shown by the crumpled look on his face. He began to wonder if he should even be sitting in that room, waiting for someone to inevitably call his name so that he could begin the interview.

He was scared. So terribly scared.

Just then, the sound of a door opening beside him made him jolt in a panic. Whipping his head towards the source of the sound, he saw a woman, making her way over to the seat directly in front of him. He couldn't help but stare (as he did with any other female he had ever encountered).

Your hair was slightly disheveled, leaving you to run a shaky hand through your locks in an attempt to straighten them out. Your clothes looked slightly wrinkled, and he noticed a few small stains on the side of your white shirt, which were almost entirely covered by your black blazer.

When he finally got a good look at your face, he paused. Your face looked thinner than most. There was a hollowness in your cheeks and sunken eyes, rimmed with dark circles from what he assumed was many restless nights.

"Hello!"

With a squeak, Choromatsu averted his head towards the ceiling. He had been so busy staring, he hadn't realised you were looking right back at him with a smile.

"H-H-Hello!!" His voice was a lot louder than usual. He cursed his nervousness.

"Are you also here for a job interview?" You began a conversation with him, seeing as he was the only one in the room with you. Why you wanted to talk to him, though, the Matsuno would never know.

"Ah, yes! I am!" There were too many voice cracks in that short answer. Clearing his throat, he tried again.

"I'm Choromatsu Matsuno. It's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you, too! I'm [Y/N] [L/N]," you placed your slightly tattered bag onto your lap, crossing one leg over the other. "Is this your first interview?"

"N-No, I've worked before. But, it's been a while..." He rubbed the back of his head, quickly glossing over his lazy NEET lifestyle. Just as he was about to continue the conversation, his name was called, instructing him to enter the main office. He stood shakily, busying his hands with the material of his tie.

"Good luck, Mr Matsuno!" you beamed towards him, causing a blush to spread over his face. He responded similarly, throwing you a timid smile before disappearing behind the large oak doors.

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Choromatsu sighed heavily, slouching over as he stood just outside the office building. Another failed interview. How long until he could find somewhere to work? What if his father's condition grew worse? It would be too late to do anything. He would be a failure.

A deep sigh coming from his right snapped him out of his downwards spiralling thoughts. Glancing over, he saw it was you, from earlier. You were slouching over just like he was, a crumpled look of defeat plastered onto your face.

"... I assume you didn't get the job, either?" Choromatsu asked softly, startling you.

"Mr Matsuno..."

"Please, call me Choromatsu," he quickly corrected. Giving a slight nod, you straightened yourself back up.

"I didn't think there would be so many requirements... It sounded like a simple enough job," you whined, rubbing the back of your neck in confusion.

Choromatsu hummed in agreement. A moment of silence came over the both of you, the distant sounds of cars whizzing past filling up the air. He looked up to the sky, noting how the sun was beginning to set, painting the clouds in soft hues of oranges and purples.

"Would you, maybe..." He started, trailing off nervously as you tilted your head towards him. Swallowing thickly, he continued: "Well, what I mean is, w-would you like to.. get a drink? It'll be on me."

He fidgeted in his place as you continued to stare at him in bewilderment. Your fingers tightened around the worn straps of your bag, and you nibbled your lower lip in thought.

"Y-You don't have to say yes if you don't want to!" Choromatsu babbled suddenly, his cheeks a heavy shade of red. You only chuckled softly, turning fully towards him.

"I wouldn't mind a drink, Choromatsu."

"Sure, I'll just head home now, it was really weird of me to- ... What?"

"I said yes," you laughed, moving to stand beside him. "I don't know many places around here, so you'll have to show me the way."

The Matsuno stood in shock, eyes wide with a slight sweat running down the side of his temple. Slowly, he took a step forward, muttering for you to follow him in a daze.

Streetlights flickered on gently as you made your way down the sparse pavements, the both of you opting to simply walk in a silence that gradually grew more comfortable. The local bar that Choromatsu and his brothers frequented finally came into view, gesturing for you to go inside first.

You chose a table towards the back corner of the room, which gave you a nice view of the darkening sky just outside. Glancing around, you noticed the place was empty for the most part, aside from a single sleeping figure in a grey suit a few tables down.

"Do you come here often?" you asked Choromatsu, who had sat in front of you. His smile faltered slightly as he gave it some thought.

"Yeah, but my brothers almost always tag along. It's nice to finally have a drink away from them for a little bit."

"You have brothers? That must be nice!" you beamed. He only frowned at that.

"Not if you have five identical faces..." he muttered, although you didn't hear him as a waiter came around to your table with a notepad and pen.

"Welcome! What can I get you to drink?" He asked politely, even though he was already eyeing Choromatsu with a wary look.

"I'll have the usual," the waiter nodded, but didn't write anything down.

"And you, miss?"

"Uh... Just a glass of water, please," you ordered. When the waiter had left, Choromatsu raised a brow at you.

"You don't have to get water. I don't mind buying you something else." You averted your gaze from him to your lap, crossing one leg over the other and smoothing out the wrinkles of your skirt.

"No, it's.. it's okay. I can't really afford anything other than water, anyway." You tried to dismiss the topic with a shaky smile, but the action only caused Choromatsu to lean in closer.

"But drinks here are extremely cheap, only around three hundred yen. Surely you can afford that, right?"

"I-I really.. can't. Even if it's just three hundred, I can't risk it."

The air between the two of you became tense as Choromatsu studied you carefully. He may seem dumb most of the time, but he wasn't stupid. He could see something was wrong - very wrong - with the way you were answering his questions.

His eyes wandered down to your clothing and bag, then to your thin face for a split second before something clicked.

"You... You don't have much money at all, do you?" He almost whispered, face paling as you barely nodded your head.

"I'm.. living on my last pay check.." you hesitantly revealed. More silence, until Choromatsu pressed on.

"When did you get that?"

"... A month ago."

He couldn't believe what he was hearing. You couldn't be any older than him, and you were barely living?

"Please tell me you at least have somewhere to live..?" His tone was desperate as he clutched the fabric of his trousers.

"I don't have anywhere to go, Choromatsu..." you took a deep breath to calm your nerves, "That's why I really needed this job, or any job I can get. But every time I go, I keep getting turned away. I... I don't know what else to do..."

Your face was buried into your hands as the stress finally crashed down on you like a bucket of cold ice. You tried your best to hold back the tears, but as a few slipped through, you found it hard to catch your breath.

You were sure that Choromatsu had left now after not hearing anything from him since you spoke. However, the thought was quickly thrown out the window as you felt a presence beside you, a warm hand resting itself onto your shoulder.

Hesitantly, you peered through the gaps of your fingers to see him offer you a smile once more, a look of understanding in his eyes.

"You don't need to worry, [Y/N].." he boldly brushed away the tears from your cheeks with the pad of his thumb, keeping your gaze fixated on him. "I can help you."

He stood from his seat and grasped your hand, tugging you upwards and began leading you out of the bar, ignoring the mad yelling of the waiter from behind you and instead quickening his pace.

"I would offer you to stay at my place, but my shitty brothers would make everything worse. Luckily, though, I think I know someone else who can help."

"W-Wait! Choromatsu!" You dug your feet into the ground, stopping you both in your tracks.

"I don't understand what you're talking about.. Where are you taking me?" Your voice wavered dangerously, but you forced the next surge of tears down.

"Ah, sorry! I guess I didn't explain things very well, did I?" He ruffled his hair sheepishly before turning to you, only to avert his gaze to the ground. "I know we just met, but.. I'm worried about you, [Y/N]. I know someone who will definitely let you stay at their house until you're able to get by on your own two feet again. That is... If you want to?"

He felt your fingers tighten around his slightly clammy palm, then a sniffle. He shot his head up to find your cheeks stained with tears, your lips formed into a wobbly but grateful smile.

"Y-You'd do that... for a stranger?" You mumbled tearily, a huff of laughter escaping you. In an instant, you wrapped your arms around Choromatsu's torso, burying your face into his shirt.

"Thank you... So much, Choromatsu..."

"I-I-It's no problem!" He squeaked, gently clinging his twitchy fingers onto the back of your blazer. He wished he could revel in your warmth pressed against him for a little longer, but he really had to get you to Totoko's.

Besides, he had a bit of a growing problem that he really didn't want you to see.