Todomatsu - Nice And Simple

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!"

Ichimatsu - Patch You Up With Kisses

A few soft knocks on your front door alerted you from the living room. You stood up with a stretch, ignoring the slight dizzying head-rush as you made your way over.

You smiled immediately at the sight of your boyfriend, who stood with one hand in his pocket and the other over the side of his neck. You tugged him inside, greeting him with a gentle kiss.

"This is a nice surprise," you started, leading him inside to settle on the couch. "Planning to stay over again?"

"Why not.." Ichimatsu mumbled, leaning heavily into the cushions behind him. His hand still hadn't left his neck, making you curious.

Carefully, you began crawling over onto his lap, surprising him as you pressed your knees into his hips and wrapped your arms around his neck. You leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his lips. He hummed, pressing back into you, his own hands coming to rest on your waist.

You smirked into the kiss as he took the bait, slowly trailing your lips down to his neck before moving away. You gripped his chin, making sure he wouldn't be able to move back as you examined his skin.

He had been trying to cover a patch of small scratches, each mark leaving his skin red and burning. However, it didn't appear to have broken the skin.

"Did a stray cat do this?" You asked, brushing a finger gingerly around the wound. Ichimatsu flinched at the touch, nodding.

"It was a kitten. I think I scared it on accident, but it's fine," he tried to remove his head from your grasp. "It doesn't hurt or anything. Trash like me probably deserved it."

You raised a brow down at him.

"Again with the 'trash-talk?'" You sighed, placing another chaste kiss to his lips. "Just for that, I'm gonna have to treat this. Stay here." You left the red faced Matsuno on your couch as you got up and headed into the kitchen, rummaging through your cupboards until you found your small first aid kit.

Upon returning, you smirked at his cherry-red face, his eyes staring hard at the floor with his knees tucked to his chest. You refrained from teasing him any further, knowing he would most likely end up running away like the stray cat he appeared to be. You seated yourself beside him, gently cupping his warm cheek and turning him to you. His lip was trembling slightly as your brushed your thumb lightly over the skin.

You began busying yourself with disinfecting the scratches and placing a band-aid over it, covering the red markings. All the while, Ichimatsu stayed silent, wincing slightly at the pain but keeping his eyes focused on you this time, tracing over the curve of your brow, your bright eyes, your enticing lips, the plumpness of your cheeks. His fingers trembled, aching to hold you, yet he kept them clutched against his hoodie.

Once you were done, you smiled, satisfied.

"All done! See, that wasn't so bad now, was it?" Ichimatsu said nothing, seemingly in a trance as he continued to gaze at you. You raised a brow, then rested your hands over his, making him jerk in surprise. "Good boys deserve a reward though, don't you think?"

You leaned closer, your lips barely brushing over his own, and paused. Half-lidded eyes glanced towards his, waiting for him to make a move. "Take it," you whispered. You both sighed in relief as he quickly pressed against you, lips fitting together oh-so perfectly. He slowly moved against you, taking his time to savour the moment.  His hands finally pressed against your sides, grasping desperately at your clothing to try and hold you close to him.

You brought a hand up to his hair, scratching soft, small circles onto his scalp, just the way you knew he liked it. He broke away with a whine, resting his head into the crook of your neck, shaking all over. His flustered reaction made you giggle as you eased back into the sofa, allowing him to use you as a cushion. He hugged you tightly, not planning on moving anytime soon, but you didn't mind. You held him just as tight, pressing small kisses on his crown.

Karamatsu - Lycoris Radiata

𝘠𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘪!𝘒𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘟 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Dim. Yet warm. You figured that's how a forest would be during the summer.

With that thought in mind, however, it didn't help you whatsoever with finding the path you were supposed to be walking along. Of course you would lose track of where you were meant to be walking; wandering minds and feet aren't exactly a good pair.

Glancing upward through the mess of tree branches and leaves, you could just about make out the glimmer of stars above you. Looks like you missed dinner. Again. Was it really so hard for you to go for a relaxing walk in the woodlands?

Sighing, you rubbed your upper thighs. Sore. The blood pumping through them felt weird against the fabric of your trousers, thumping uncomfortably against your fingers. Tingling. Just... weird.

Tree trunks stood by attentively, waiting patiently for your tired figure to curl up against its' bark. And you did just that, groaning as you stretched out your arms and legs. Your arms fell with a thud to your sides, fingers absentmindedly caressing the cool grass beneath you.

...Now what? Were you just going to sit there for the rest of the night? A ridiculous idea, surely. However, it was the only thing you could do. It's not like you knew if anyone was nearby to help you get home and, even then, you didn't think you could just trust anyone you would meet in the middle of the woods at night.

Another sigh. You're good at those, aren't you? You tried to take a look at your surroundings, only to see the dark figures of trees and bushes (at least, you hoped they were bushes). Dark blues and greens, hues of black, absences of colour.

A flash of red. A stark contrast to the deep colours around you. A beautiful flower, you saw. Its' crimson petals clustered together in the centre, with numerous similar coloured stems curling upwards, swaying and dancing with the wind.

"A Spider Lily, huh?" you muttered. You reached out and grazed the tips of your finger against it, a small smile tugging at your lips. "You shouldn't bloom here, all alone like this..."

Your mind briefly wandered back to a conversation you had had with a friend at some point throughout the week. Being the flower enthusiast she was, you always allowed yourself to become subject to her seemingly endless rants about flowers, plants, herbs - anything that she had knowledge about. You remembered what she had said about these richly coloured beauties.

'If you see someone that you may never meet again, these flowers will bloom along the path.'

It sounded like a beautiful but tragic piece of poetry. You began to wonder where the myth had even come from. When was it first spoken? Was it based on true events? Was it really such a bad thing, not meeting someone again?

You knew, from experience, that letting people leave your everyday life was actually beneficial for yourself. Although it took you a number of years to realise it, you found that the kinds of people you attracted were a lot worse than they appeared to be. Deep down, they were monsters. Horrible people, who have the audacity to call themselves human.

Of course it was painful, but only at first. Now, it didn't bother you much anymore. Your soul felt lighter, if anything, indicating that you were getting better, not worse.

Releasing the flower from your ghost of a grasp, you leaned your head back, closing your eyes. That was enough for today. It was time to rest for a while. Breathing in, and out, slowly, ever so slowly, a feeling of slumber crept its way into your body.

Relaxing your tense muscles, you released a long, heavy breath. Sleep.

"It's dangerous to sleep out here, my dove."

"WHA-!!"

An unholy shriek escaped from your throat suddenly, and you pushed your body away from the tree you were leaning against, crawling rapidly across the ground. Whipping your body around, your wide eyes landed on the lantern that outlined the shadowy figure, who stood just behind where you were previously sitting.

"S-Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you, angel!"

The deep, husky voice that whispered into your ear became slightly higher pitched and frantic. You saw the figure step forward, causing you to flinch.

"Ah, do not worry, princess. I won't harm you..."

"That's what they all say!" you blurted out. A short silence followed before you asked:

"Who.. Who are you?"

The figure stepped forward, raising its' lantern to reveal itself.

It was... a man. Yet he wasn't human. His skin was pale, eyes surrounded by red markings. On top of his brown hair was a pair of glowing blue horns, which seemed to flow like fire. his clothing seemed old fashioned, covering his slightly built figure in dark robes of satin and ribbons. The lantern that he held also emitted the same coloured light as his horns, flickering before you.

"You may call me Karamatsu, my dear," he bowed slightly, a cat-like grin crossing his features. "I am but a humble spirit who spotted a wandering soul, lost and alone in a forest that humans should be cautious with. Perhaps some guidance is in your best interest?"

"I, uhm... You're not.. human?" A deep chuckle sounded, sending a shiver up your spine. It was echoey. As if, even though he was standing right in front of you, he was still so far away.

"I'm afraid not, flower. I am an Aoandon. But do not be afraid, I am not here to hurt you. I would only be a guilty guy if I were to leave such a beautiful woman alone in the woods, where anything could happen."

He reached out a partially gloved hand to your figure, still on the ground.

"Please, allow my light to guide you home."

You were sure that if you could see the words he spoke, they would be surrounded by flowers and sparkles. You never knew a man - or anyone, for that matter - to speak in such an overzealous manner.

However, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing. It didn't make you feel uncomfortable. Quite the opposite, actually. You guessed that's why you reached up and grasped his unnaturally cold hands, allowing him to pull you upwards in a swift motion. He grinned softly down at you, making you realise just how short you were compared to him.

"May I ask for your name, love? Or would you prefer the names I give you?" he winked. You suppressed the urge to roll your eyes, in fear that he would actually hurt you if you got on the wrong foot. So he was a gentleman and a flirt? What an odd combination.

"[Y/N]..." you decided to not answer his second question. It was probably for the best.

"[Y/N]. A wonderful name! As gorgeous as the stars above! I am certain that they aligned to create a bridge just for us to meet on this special night!" Karamatsu's hands were waving around in wild, extravagant gestures. He looked ridiculous. What a strange character.

"I- .. Sure.."

For most of the journey, you listened to this... spirit, ramble nonsense about the scenery around you, or about your features that he found endearing. There were times where he would deliberately lower his voice into something he thought was sultry and enticing, peering into your eyes with a smouldering stare. You didn't mind the dip in his voice at all, not a single bit. It was just the way that the poor man was clearly trying too hard to make you fall for him.

'He clearly has never been successful with any woman before... How cute!'

You couldn't help yourself. You had just met him, and you already wanted to know more about him. Was that weird? Probably. Maybe it was the touch-starved part of yourself that was talking, longing to be held in someone's arms after being neglected by so many for so long.

"Watch your step here, my dear." His voice snapped you out of your thoughts, peering up at him to see this a pale hand was held out to assist you. You gladly took hold of it, fingers grasping his colder ones. Even as he helped you over a few jagged rocks in your path, you weren't willing to let go just yet. Although his skin was cold, his touch felt inviting and comforting.

You didn't want to let go yet.

And it seemed that Karamatsu was overjoyed by this, his eye glistening with a kind of happiness that you had never seen a human hold before.

"A-Are you afraid, sweetheart? There is nothing to fear, not as long as I am here by your side! However, if you wish to hold me tightly, I will never object you!" The slight tremor of nervousness in his words sounded so endearing to you.

"Good, because I wasn't planning to let go just yet."

You had never seen a human wear such a broad and satisfied smile, either. It was contagious, causing you to smile timidly up at him in return.

Eventually, though, your midnight stroll had to come to an end for the both of you. Karamatsu had led you to the beginning of the trail where, just a little further ways down, was a bus stop for you to get home.

"We have arrived, my angel."

"Ah... right," you mumbled, slight disappointment seeping through your tone. Karamatsu chuckled, his cat-like grin widening slightly.

"What is this? Is my fair maiden unwilling to let me go?"

"Something like that..." you mumbled, keeping your face directed towards the ground as you released your hold from his arm. Karamatsu's cheeks bloomed pink, a shade darker under the moonlight.

"A-Ah! Well," luckily, he was able to snap out of his surprised stupor, "Do not be so sullen, my moonbeam!"

'Moonbeam?'

"I'm sure the stars will align once again to reunite us as we journey through our lives together, and one day... One day, maybe..."

His bold tone suddenly simmered down to a gentle murmur, almost lost to the breeze if you weren't standing so close to him. A gentle smile was on his face now, his eyes glazed over in reminiscence of something akin to a far away daydream.

"I hope, one day, our paths cross again, my love."

His cold fingers caressed your own, lifting them up to press a chaste kiss onto your knuckles. It may have been brief, but the cold touch burned itself into your skin, lasting as he slowly, reluctantly, pulled away.

"Have a safe journey home, angel!" He grinned, saluting quickly before turning away, holding his flickering lantern before him to lead his way back into the forest he called his home.

You had no words left in you. They had all been snatched away by his comforting words and soft touches. His kind eyes, his dazzling smile. His glowing aura that led you through the darkness around you.

Ah, but good things never last long for you. You had to leave before you missed the next bus. You had leave this lonely, broken soul behind. Just like how he had no choice but to leave yours.

Turning away, you caught a glimpse of red from the corner of your eyes.

A trail of red spider lilies. Standing tall and blooming where he once stood a moment ago.

'Please... Meet me here again. One day.'

Ichimatsu - Distant Future

𝘚𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦!𝘈𝘜 - 𝘙𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴

"Tch. You just had to show up, didn't you."

It came out more of a statement than a question, emphasised with a hot glare that Ichimatsu shot your way. You sat down heavily beside him on the bench, keeping your distance.

"Shut up. I really don't want to deal with your pissy attitude right now..." You muttered. Mumbling your order to Chibita, you leaned a hand against your forehead, rubbing your temple with a grimace.

"Then why are you here? Go back home or something," Ichimatsu retorted, raising a brow.

"Just shut. Up."

Chibita remained silent, hesitantly placing a bowl of Udon in front of you as he glanced quickly between you both. He prayed that you both wouldn't start fighting and tear his stand to bits.

"... Rough day?" Ichimatsu surprised himself, a rare occurrence for the fourth eldest Matsuno. His breath caught in his throat as he mentally yelled at himself. Why did he care? Why should he care? You both hated each other. Why did he suddenly feel so... sympathetic? He visibly cringed at the word.

You didn't reply for a while, occupying yourself by chewing away at your warm dinner. You sighed again.

"If you had a job as a receptionist in the only hospital in Akatsuka, you would know that it's more than 'rough'..." you rubbed a hand down your face, feeling your skin warm up from the friction.

Ichimatsu hummed, silently fiddling with his chopsticks. An awkward silence hung over the stand. Taking a deep breath, he knew he was going to regret this.

"...Do you... wanna... talk about it...?"

The reluctance in his voice was visible. You glanced at him from the corner of your eye, the corners of your lips twitching slightly.

"Am I actually talking to Matsuno Ichimatsu? Or is this one of your brothers in disguise?"

"Shut up." was his only answer, facing away from you entirely. You chuckled, although you were confused. This was... different. Usually, you both would've started arguing by now yet, here you were, opening your mouth to spill your troubles onto the table for the one person you hated most.

Was that a good or bad thing? Nobody would know the answer in that moment. Not even Chibita, who had taken refuge under his stand, sweating profusely at the sudden turn of events.

"... Soulmates." You started. Ichimatsu winced, slouching further in his seat. "It's hard not to think about that sort of stuff when I have to see them everywhere at work... And considering my own situation with it, I just..."

You worried your bottom lip between your teeth. Should you say it? Maybe you shouldn't. Maybe you should stop.

"It just hurts, y'know?"

'Stop..!'

"Knowing that I'll never find anyone to care for me like everyone else..."

'That's enough!'

"I'll never know what it's like to love someone, romantically, or to have them love me back..."

The silence was different this time. Heavy, full of melancholy, full of heartache. Even so, you continued with a hollow smile stretched forcefully across your cheeks.

"But I guess that's how life works. Some get it lucky, and some... don't."

You didn't want to look over at him, knowing that his heavy lidded eyes were staring at you, burning holes into your skin. You couldn't tell what he was thinking. You didn't know why you said all that, to Ichimatsu of all people. However, there was no going back. You waited for the humiliation t be thrown your way.

"... I guess we're not so different, huh?"

"Wha-?"

"I still hate you, don't get me wrong," You stared in bewilderment at the back of his head, mouth wide open. "But... Life was never fair to begin with. If there was anyone who didn't deserve this kind of life with no red string, it would probably be you."

"...Ichima-"

"Put this on my tab, Chibita. I'm outta here..."

He swiftly stood up from his seat, pulling his hood tightly over his head before practically running away from you into the dark streets. Leaving you (and Chibita) dumbfounded.

You wouldn't be seeing him until two days later, when you woke up from your slumber with a scream.

You had rushed to get dressed, an ugly scowl permanently resting on your features, scaring people away from you as you ran frantically through the streets of Akatsuka, stopping heavily in your tracks the moment you spotted purple in an alleyway.

"You bastard!" You yelled, not caring about the cats scampering past you. Ichimatsu stood silently, his dark aura multiplying ten fold.

"I could say the same to you," he muttered.

"What the fuck did you do?" You stalked towards him, raising your hand in front of his face. "How did you do this?"

The red string of fate dangled with a faint glow in front of Ichimatsu's eyes, tied neatly around your pinkie finger. He didn't respond, although his own suspicions were confirmed.

"Why you?" you whispered, tears forming in the corners of your eyes.

"Why you, of all people...!" you grabbed fistfuls of his hoodie, leaning into him with a shaky sob.

"I don't... understand... I-I've been horrible to you.." you were bawling now, sinking to your knees, dragging the wide-eyed man down with you.

"I don't deserve any of this...! I should've just stayed alone for the rest of my life!"

You continued to mumble despair into his shoulder, your body racked with sobs and heavy breaths. Neither of you knew how long you had sat there on the dirty alleyway floor. Neither of you knew when Ichimatsu began rubbing your back, holding you closer.

Eventually, your cries died down to sniffles and hiccups, but you didn't want to move away just yet. You just wanted to stay there, not wanting to think about what kind of future that awaited the both of you.

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"Ichimatsu? Are you okay?"

He blinked, turning towards you.

"Were you thinking about something?"

"...Yeah." He smiled softly, wrapping an arm around your waist, nuzzling his face into the top of your head. You giggled, leaning into him.

"Oh yeah? What was it?" You linked your fingers with his, bringing them up so plant soft kisses across his knuckles. Ichimatsu locked onto the red string connecting you both together, watching as it began to glow, beating in sync with your heartbeats.

"...We really used to hate each other, didn't we?"

✧ Choromatsu - Sweet Stimulation

Sweet Villain!Choromatsu X Reader

People always told you that getting too close to any super villain was never a good thing. They would only use you to reach their own twisted goals, resulting in you being thrown away like some kind of doll by the end of it.

Yet, despite the warnings constantly being thrown around, you had still ended up here. Laying on the bed of one of the biggest super villains in the city. Arms tied above your head, legs spread wide open, body bare and exposed.

Mr Day, although you knew him as Choromatsu, stood by the end of the bed, grinning widely as he eyed your panting form up and down. Licking his lips, he glanced down at his handiwork, watching as your orgasm leaked heavily onto the sheets below.

"You're already dripping, babe..." he chuckled lowly. You bit your lip as you heard his belt unbuckle and clatter somewhere on the ground. The bed dipped on either side of your hips as he began to crawl over your body, his blue locks brushing the side of your face.

"Choromatsu..." you called out his name sweetly, softly, causing him to chuckle, the rumble running through his chest. You whined as his calloused hands began to fondle with your breasts roughly, the cold metal of his rings leaving goosebumps across your skin.

"Such a good girl, calling my name like that," he muttered. "Tell me what you want, baby girl."

Your body began to heat up once more as his hard cock teased your already soaked entrance. You gasped as he pulled at one of your perked nipples, hands struggling against their bounds as you wanted to touch him so badly.

"Please, Choro... Please, I-I need you.." Your whimpering wasn't enough for him.

"Need me for what? You're gonna have to be a little more specific." He grinned toothily down at you, moving in to suck and bite at your neck, all the while lightly grinding into you. Your whines and breathy moans spurred him on, but he couldn't give in just yet.

"I... I need you inside me. P-Please..!" Your eyes screwed shut in embarrassment. Even though he made you beg every time, you still hadn't gotten used to it. Although you figured you should soon, since there wasn't any other way you could get him to fill you up as well as he did.

"See, now? That wasn't so hard, was it?" He whispered against your ear, the buzz of his voice making you squirm hotly. Moving away, he sat between your legs, his fingers holding a tight grip against your thighs as he spread them further apart. He ran a finger over your still sensitive clit, revelling in the noises you made.

"I'm gonna fill you up so good, darling. That's what you want, right?" He didn't wait for an answer as he pushed the tip of his cock into you, sliding in further with no hesitation until his balls pressed against you. The walls of your pussy tightened instantly around his length, fitting around him so nicely.

Choromatsu began moving his hips at a fast pace, his nails digging into your skin as he drilled into you. The room echoed with the sounds of moans and skin slapping against skin.

He watched with half lidded eyes as your breasts bounced with each hard thrust, how your tongue almost lolled out of your mouth from the immense waves of pleasure running through your body. You could only say his name over and over, calling him and begging for more.

Your second orgasm crashed down on you, the walls of your pussy clenching around his length desperately as you rolled your hips with his. However, Choromatsu was nowhere near done as he continued to pound into you.

He groaned at the face you were making; tears rolling down your cheeks from overstimulation, sweat glistening across your skin, your lips red and swollen from the heavy makeout session earlier. You looked so good, so hot, tied up underneath him, writhing with pleasure.

However, the villain had always wanted more. He reached over and swiftly undid your restraints, your arms falling lazily beside your head. Still inside of you, he took a hold of you and pulled you upwards, sitting yourself on his lap as he pushed further into you, hitting your sweet spot.

You could only hold onto him tightly, scratching at his back for something to hold as he stretched your walls, muttering dirty lines to you with a wolffish smirk. You came over and over again, until he finally released his cum into you, his thick, warm seed coating your walls.

You were panting harshly as you felt him lay you back down on the satin sheets, mewling as he slowly pulled himself out of you. He sighed with satisfaction as his cum began to drip out of you, the thick substance coating your entrance and inner thighs in a soft sheen.

That was his doing. He did that to you. No one else could ever make you feel so full, no one else could ever make you experience something like this.

Glancing back up at you, he noticed you had fallen asleep, your soft breaths allowing your chest to rise and fall with an easy rhythm.

"Guess I'll have to clean this up," Choromatsu murmured to himself, climbing back off of the bed.

He then pulled your body towards him, placing his mouth over your core, your sleeping figure shuddering. You tasted too good, and he didn't want to waste this.

✧ Choromatsu - Slightly Sadistic

𝘕𝘰𝘪𝘳!𝘊𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘟 𝘚𝘩𝘺!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Choromatsu sat you upright on his lap, leaning back into his Den chair. He continued his assault on your neck, tilting your head backwards by the hair as he trailed his cool lips down to your shoulder, latching onto the sensitive skin.

His hands roamed your body, pinching at your chubby thighs that had wrapped around his waist, then rubbing at your sides before settling onto your breasts, groaning at the weight of them in his palms.

He broke away from you to peer down at your chest, following the rise and fall of each mound hungrily. You bit your lip, your face feeling just as hot as your body. You sucked in a sharp breath as Choromatsu quickly began removing your shirt, the cool air leaving goosebumps on your skin.

He traced a hand over the top of your tits, teasingly lifting a strap of your bra and releasing it against your skin with a 'snap,' making you gasp. He grinned, eyes full of lust.

"Hmm, you're into that kinda stuff? Should'a told me sooner, darlin'.." he teased, chuckling lowly as you turned your face away. He continued to slowly remove your bra, letting the item fall to the ground without a care. He was focused solely on your plump breasts now, licking his dry lips.

Choromatsu dived in for a taste with no hesitation, latching onto your perked nipple with a satisfied sigh, using his hand to give equal attention to the other. He suckled and licked harshly on the skin, knowingly leaving dark marks behind, littered over your body.

You gasped and moaned loudly, raising your hands to desperately cover your mouth, hoping to muffle the sounds. If you knew anyone had heard you, you thought you would die of sheer embarrassment.

You couldn't help but squirm on Choromatsu's lap, unintentionally grinding your hips against his and feeling something push against your core. Choromatsu groaned against you, hands moving to grasp your hips tightly, halting your movement.

"That's playing dirty, sweetheart," his voice was nice and raspy, commanding and dominant as he looked up at you with half-lidded eyes.

"S-Sorry..." you whimpered, hoping, desperately hoping, that he wouldn't stop. He brought his hand up to your hair, carding his fingers through your locks and pushing your head towards him, meeting his lips halfway as he pressed a heated kiss to your own. He squeezed one of your tits in his free hand, slipping his tongue into your mouth the moment you gasped.

He left you dizzy and full of a searing need when he broke away. A shiver ran up your spine as he nipped at your ear, muttering: "I didn't say stop, [Y/N]."

Not a moment was spared as he went back to your boobs, pinching, squeezing and nipping at your sensitive skin, revelling in every noise that left your throat. He ground his hips up into you again, muffling his own noises as felt his hardened length press against you tightly.

"Choro... Ch-Choromatsu..!" You whined against him, shaky fingers hanging onto his broad shoulders as your unspoken wants hung in the air. He hummed against your skin, suddenly bringing a hand down hard onto your ass.

The sting made you cry out in pain, though it quickly melted in something pleasurable as he pushed into again.

"You're gonna have to tell me very clearly what you want," Choromatsu murmured firmly, a sadistic grin crossing his face. "Or else I'll just leave ya' here high and dry, babe."