“𝐠𝐨𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭.”
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Bachibabe - Tumblr Blog
blue lock men were born to fuck you in your dorms communal showers
cw. nsfw, oral (m receiving), breath play a lil
Idc Kiryu is the type to shove his whole cock down your throat and then giggle when you can’t breathe. Coo at you and say somethin like “oh c’mon~ you’re such a big girl, you know? How about I hold my breath with you, yeah~? 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . ready go.”
Or, instead of holding his breath with you, would count down how much longer you have to do it before he’ll pull his cock out of your mouth. Smile when he sees the tears along your waterline, give your cheek a gentle pat before asking if you can go again, go longer.
Love the feeling of taking off your leggings at the end of the day and getting to just scratch the shit out of your legs
introducing the Bofurin Summer Camp HUB! 🏕️
do you wanna connect with others in the wind breaker fandom? this server combines the best of all worlds—networking, fandom, and roleplay all in one community! drama free, good vibes and cute boys who like to fight!
what can you expect?
🛶 fan club: join us in celebrating everything wind breaker! from episode discussions and watch parties to simping over your fave boyfies! wind breaker is still a growing fandom and it would be so fun to have everyone connect here in one place!
🥾 roleplay: the admins and mods have a special affinity for role playing so it’s only natural that this community will have a special feature that allows everyone in the community to interact with their favorite characters and have the opportunity to participate in fun storylines in a group setting and one on one! you totally do not have to be experienced in role play at all to be able to join!
🗺️ network: connect with other writers and artists for more traction and support! make new friends! summer camp has more of a laid back vibe ever since umemiya became the head counselor! so there’s no need to go through strenuous activities and extra work to still be apart of the community.
is there anything that can disqualify someone from joining the server?
💬 short answer: yes.
but! there’s only two dealbreakers: minors are prohibited in this space. admins will be undergoing age verification.
and this space will interact with and support dark content so if that’s something you’re against then this isn’t the space for you! you will have the ability to sign up for the dark content role, this is completely optional though. so you do have the choice to be omitted from the channel but, we cannot guarantee members won’t see a conversation slip in passing in another channel. slip ups happen!
how can I join?
you join here by clicking join now below! don’t forget to file a ticket for your age verification! we understand life happens so you’ll have 24 hours to get it sent in!
🔗 summer camp registration.
how can I be a mod or admin?
you can fill out an application to be a mod or admin down below! :)
🔗 camp counselor application.
anything else I should know?
yes! its only right to have a uniform, right? so upon acceptance into the hub, you should state in your pinned (if applicable) that you’re a member of the hub! as a camper, counselor, maybe you’re alumni! wear that badge proudly just like the furin boys do!
TWO DEMONS AND AN ANGEL….
˖┊ spotlight: yamato endo & chika takiishi.
˖┊ synopsis: (name) is endo and chika's favorite coloring book! they love to bully their sweet little lamb into doing things she’s not comfortable with. why? because they can & its fun!
˖┊ content: dark content, power imbalance relationship, bullying, themes of humiliation, implied polygamy, toxic relationship, coerced piercing, christina piercing, needles, alcohol transfer from mouth to mouth, afab reader, she/her pronouns, canonverse but endo and chika own a sleazy tattoo shop, tattoo artist endo, piercer chika for lore purposes, all characters are adults/aged up, endo and chika are awful!
˖┊ word count: 2k.
“you scared?”
“n—no but—” (name) stammered under his gaze, her voice cracking as she struggled to find her words. she averted her gaze from him, finding a sudden interest at chika moving about through the room as he gathered a few things around their shop. it was tucked away in a narrow sketchy alley in japan that looked like the kind of place only those in the know would visit— covered in graffiti and old posters with a flickering neon sign. the place had the vibe of a dive bar.
there was a small furrow in her brows and her lips tugged slightly in a glossy pout. no fair.. no fair!
looking at endo was so.. difficult for a couple reasons. number one: he was so fucking attractive. the kind of attractive that made her shy away from his gaze because she started to feel self conscious about everything little thing. did he like her hair? her makeup? the outfit she wore today? but more importantly, he could be just so mean if someone caught him on a bad day— he was finicky with his moods. and sometimes he didn’t want anyone looking him directly in the eye.
she’s witnessed first hand how brutally yamato beats people into a shell of themselves— weak people who he believes test who’s a poser and who’s not. endo is a pretty laid back guys for the most part, but, he has very little respect and tolerance for those who are weak. he thinks they’re boring, a drag and a complete waste of his fucking time. weak people get under his skin. weak people disgust him. weak people don’t deserve to call themselves human. and he couldn’t stand when weak people paraded around as though they weren’t.
but (name) was weak. so it makes her wonder why he keeps her around— why the both of them keep her around.. they’re not laughing at her behind her back right? she helps around.. sure she wasn’t the strongest person physically but she has uses.. or at least that’s what she tells herself.
you see, (name) is a pushover. a people pleaser. and a pathetic excuse for a spine. which is precisely why endo initially took such an interest to the girl— the irony, right? endo was just.. so tickled by it he giggled like a little kid who was told their first joke. he’s never seen anyone quite as pitiful as her. but he supposes women were an exception, right? endo almost found it.. cute? (name)’s looks were really the cherry on top of it all— a pretty little bow to wrap his present. just how could someone as pretty as her be such a.. disappointment. endo almost found it to be a waste of a perfectly good vessel, but.. he found that he gained some sort of sick gratification from bullying (name).
it was fun for him. and something to help pass the time when there’s nothing interesting going on. it was sad really— some of the things they made her do were nothing more than mere humiliation tactics that served no real purpose other than to see her actually do everything she’s told. no questions asked. like controlling when she use the bathroom, a “dress code” that usually consisted of micro mini skirts and the requirement of no panties, making her call herself awful things when she fails (bitch, slut and whore are some of noroshi’s favorites), her mouth being used as an ashtray— the list can go on.
‘how did such a sweet girl like (name) get caught up in this crowd?’ is what all the sweet townspeople of makochi ask amongst themselves when they see her on an off chance visiting her mom. but no one would be able to guess that she devoted herself to these men by choice. (name) felt as though she were indebted to endo and chika. that she owed the both of them all of herself because they saved her.
there had been a night where she had found herself walking alone after a night out with her friends, she was a little bit more than tipsy and stumbled across an alley she shouldn’t have. (name) remembers it well— stopping to pull out her phone for her gps. (name) hadn’t have been familiar with the area so she hadn’t been quite sure where she was. there was a voice behind her and all she knows is that she was being grabbed— she remembers screaming for help and thinking that it was her end. but that’s when they came to help her.
she remembers endo’s eyes that night when he got on one knee to match her level— her eyes drifting to chika who stood behind him. (name) couldn’t have been more thankful, they were her saviors..
that was then but now (name) felt as though she were walking on a pit of eggshells and thin ice— something seemingly so simple as holding the eye contact he was so insistent on made her feel uneasy sometimes which was so unfortunate because he has such pretty eyes. as much as she admired him, endo often used eye contact as a tool for intimidation— borderline a threat specifically for her alone. probably because he knew the only real thing he had to do was give her a look and she would submit— cowering like a scared little lamb so scared of getting gobbled right up by the big, bad wolf.
endo followed her gaze, tilting his head as his eyes bored into her own. he could admit that she was more than a looker— that sad, kicked puppy look really does something for him.
“but? but but but? but what.” it was a nasty sneer that left from endo’s lips as he mocked her. his lip curling in a way that screamed he was becoming more and more agitated by her hesitation— her lack of immediate compliance. this wasn’t their obedient little love— she was starting to piss him off.
“nothing— i just..” she trailed off. “will it hurt..? what if i cry?” she asked, looking up at him with the sweetest look. (name) were so naive it hurt. god— he could skull fuck her right now and he knew she’d absolutely love every single moment of it.
“sweetpea, you said you’d do anything for us. you didn’t lie to me did you?” he asked, brows furrowed as though he were actually hurt at the implication he just pulled from his book of manipulation.
“no..! of course not..!” she shook her head quickly.
“then a little pain shouldn’t be an issue, right? all the fights and trouble we get in for you isn’t even comparable.” there is was— he always did this. make her feel like she didn’t appreciate all that they’ve done for her which was her biggest fear.
“yeah, you’re right.. o–okay.. okay.” she let out a shaky breath as she nodded, a small smile growing on her lips as she felt endo’s hand pat her head.
“takiishi~ our little love’s all done bein’ a crybaby. c’mon.” he said.
chika sits down onto the roller stool, scooting over smoothly while the wheels squeaked over the cracked floor tiles so that he’s nestled in between her legs now. he spreads her lips apart, his eyes low as he watches how she clenches around nothing. hm. was she scared or was this arousal? it wouldn’t be the first time chika’s suspected she gets off on that kind of thing..
“wait— please!” panic rose in her chest, her cheeks heating up as she captured chika’s eyes. her pussy was completely bare before him, her thighs raided with tattoos that were more like brands as they stated slogans like ‘property of noroshi,’ ‘endo was here :),’ chika’s initials, and other dehumanizing phrases tattooed on her. to anyone else these could be perceived as insulting and degrading but for (name), she wore each proudly. of course the first time endo talked her into she had her reservations but she really just couldn’t say no, could she?
“will it hurt?” chika hadn’t responded, only opting in for a stare before endo spoke up once again.
“how about this? we’ll give you somethin’ that’ll take the edge off, alright?” he clasped his hands together before spinning on his heel to walk over to a counter where he snagged a bottle of vodka. “some old fashioned anesthesia.” endo smiled as he turned back around, walking back over to her where she laid.
she eyed the bottle with a look of hesitation on her face— it’s contents half full as the clear liquid sloshed around in the thick glass container. “yamato.. i don’t like to drink..”
“what?” he raised his brow as he twisted off the cap. “you know, you really shouldn’t mumble, sweetheart. i can’t hear a damn word you say.” but endo knew good and well that heard her as clear as day.
“n—nothing.. ‘m sorry. let’s do it..”
“no shot glasses or anything fancy like that but— i like doing it like this.” his hand finds its way to the crown of her head to tilt her head at an angle. he takes a swig of the vodka, holding it in his mouth for a moment before leaning in close to her and pressing his lips to her own. endo transfers the liquid in a slow controlled flow, the alcohol passing from one mouth to the other.
“mmf..!” the taste is awful and (name) told herself she’d never be able to get used to it but the warmth she was starting to feel a few seconds later seemed to help with her anxiety just a bit.
endo crouched down a bit to her level on piercing bed, an obnoxious smile on his lips as he watches on.
chika’s gloved hands aligned the needle, hovering just above the skin as the sharp tip gleamed under the light. his moment is skillfully controlled, fingers firm but gentle— the cold metal of the needle presses lightly against the flesh, the sensation a mix of cool steel and the warmth of skin contact. just before the needle penetrates, there’s a brief pause..
(name) let out a shriek as she felt the needle pierce through her flesh— the initial sensation was sharp, a pain unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. her toes curled and her hand flew to endo’s dark locks, involuntarily pulling his head back as her body started to writhe and lift at the pain. but it had been over as soon as it happened— chika’s fingers were nimble and worked quickly as he threaded the dainty jewelry through. the pain shifted into a dull ache and a sense of relief washed over her when chika spoke: “it’s finished.”
“fuck yeah— let’s see it.” endo said as he reached for the hand mirror sitting on the tray stand beside chika. (name) couldn’t help the tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, a sniffle or two escaping from her lips.
there was slight throb where the jewelry laid as she sat up to look down at the mirror. the gem was her favorite color— she had to admit that it looked pretty good.
“she’s gonna be outta commission for a while, baby.” endo cooed at her. “you like?”
“yeah.. it’s cute.” she giggled breathlessly. “i did.. i did good, right?” (name) asked, her eyes screaming for approval.
“so good— let’s take a picture and show the guys, yeah?”
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cw. oral (m!receiving), mxmxf, nsfw, 18+
Thinking about Sakura and You giving Nirei a blowjob together 🙂↕️
Sakura getting all shy and blushy when you tease him, asking if he knows what he’s doing at all. He’ll shove you to the side, shooting you a glare— never being the one to back down from a challenge, you know?
And you can’t help but feel your own sense of competition rise as Nirei’s moans only grow louder. His heals kicking into the mattress below you, his head rolling back as he presses those stupid pages of his book into the mattress.
You literally can’t help yourself from shoving Sakura’s head aside— fighting the battle for who can give the blonde more pleasure. Who can make him squirm. The two of you sloppily licking at his cock, staring up at the boy while he just shakes. Sakura prattling off insults while you give gentle praises. Making the blonde loose his mind in the competition to one up each other.
I need him so expeditiously im shivering in my boots
troubleshooters for hire ❤
your pining f/o buys your perfume to spray on their pillow to imagine you’re sleeping beside them at night . . . and also to press their face into whilst they furiously jerk off to the thought of you
cw. dubcon (implied), predator/prey, fearplay, being chased
Sigh.
I'm just, just thinking about how it feels to be chased, you know? How exactly it makes you feel. How you can think– feel a million things at once all while nothing runs through your head at the same time.
In the woods, through a mansion– just playing a little game of hide and seek where you know what happens if you’ll be found. So many possibilities with the same result, the same exact feeling that floods through you.
The way all of a sudden you can hear your heartbeat in your ears; something you’ve never felt before becoming all too apparent with the adrenaline that’s running through your system. How wide your eyes get too– doe like and bambi as you search the bath in front of you at a rapid pace, trying to take in as much information as you can while your brain processes the rest of the world.
It’s just like, it's so jarring, you know? How scared you feel in that moment– at how scared you are about the fact you’re turned on too. It only pushes you to keep running harder. Keep trying to escape the predator that marks your trails, that leaps over logs and ditches at such a fast pace you think he has to be a demon.
At least he gives you a head start.
God, or what’s even sicker is the slow type. The one that makes you play hide and seek in his mansion. Has you quivering in a corner, hand covering your mouth to try and shield the sound of your breath. His footsteps pacing closer, and closer. The click of his heel louder and louder as he searches for you– for his beloved.
And you hate how much you like it, you really do. Feel crazy for wanting to be chased down to the point of obsession– crazy for becoming wet at the thought of him closing in. Catching you. Finding you.
But you want it, you want it so bad. And the fear– it's mixing into something dangerous. Something that almost makes you want to be good. To reveal yourself so you can be rewarded like a good girl.
Anyway. Those are my thoughts on this fine night!!
Thinking perverted things 😔
introducing the Bofurin Summer Camp HUB! 🏕️
do you wanna connect with others in the wind breaker fandom? this server combines the best of all worlds—networking, fandom, and roleplay all in one community! drama free, good vibes and cute boys who like to fight!
what can you expect?
🛶 fan club: join us in celebrating everything wind breaker! from episode discussions and watch parties to simping over your fave boyfies! wind breaker is still a growing fandom and it would be so fun to have everyone connect here in one place!
🥾 roleplay: the admins and mods have a special affinity for role playing so it’s only natural that this community will have a special feature that allows everyone in the community to interact with their favorite characters and have the opportunity to participate in fun storylines in a group setting and one on one! you totally do not have to be experienced in role play at all to be able to join!
🗺️ network: connect with other writers and artists for more traction and support! make new friends! summer camp has more of a laid back vibe ever since umemiya became the head counselor! so there’s no need to go through strenuous activities and extra work to still be apart of the community.
is there anything that can disqualify someone from joining the server?
💬 short answer: yes.
but! there’s only two dealbreakers: minors are prohibited in this space. admins will be undergoing age verification.
and this space will interact with and support dark content so if that’s something you’re against then this isn’t the space for you! you will have the ability to sign up for the dark content role, this is completely optional though. so you do have the choice to be omitted from the channel but, we cannot guarantee members won’t see a conversation slip in passing in another channel. slip ups happen!
how can I join?
you join here by clicking join now below! don’t forget to file a ticket for your age verification! we understand life happens so you’ll have 24 hours to get it sent in!
🔗 summer camp registration.
how can I be a mod or admin?
you can fill out an application to be a mod or admin down below! :)
🔗 camp counselor application.
anything else I should know?
yes! its only right to have a uniform, right? so upon acceptance into the hub, you should state in your pinned (if applicable) that you’re a member of the hub! as a camper, counselor, maybe you’re alumni! wear that badge proudly just like the furin boys do!
THE GUESTBOOK
— For my friends only. Ah, I tend to forget peoples numbers a lot so…if I did forget yours, let me know.
(dri here: this is for other charanon blogs! think of it like a little contact list <3 if you wanna be on it just shoot us an ask!)
RINDOU H. ( @thebetterhaitani ) — “That’s a big bitch. I have to eat my wheaties before I try and fight that man.”
TAKASHI M. ( @saintsuya ) - "Beautiful guy. Pretty sure he could drink me under a table. Wicked good at beer pong."
HAJIME U. ( @twumemiya ) - "Any man that hauls around ten pound bags of soil and rice for fun is not a man I want to piss off. He's my karaoke partner when Fuyu's too drunk to stand."
REN K. ( @rkaji ) - "He bites. Learned that the hard way. But his music taste? Outmatched. 10/10 would let him bite me again. Might even bite back. We'll have a bite-off."
MITSUKI K. ( @kiryucutie ) - "Pretty boy who can scrap. Don't know if I want to fight him or fuck him....Don't read too deeply into that."
SEISHU I. ( @seishuinc ) - “Long time friend of mine. What’s that? If he was always like that? Well, I could say no, but…truthfully? I think he’s always had it in him. Just took a while for it to show. Not like he doesn’t have a reason for it, guy’s gorgeous. Cant pull more than I can at a bar though so, can’t say I’m threatened by him 😌.”
CHIKA T. ( @holychika ) - “The reason why I believe in having the right to bear arms. If he comes at me too fast in the night I might punch him or something. He’s not too bad though…sometimes, at least.”
HARUKA S. ( @sakurasunshine ) - “On sight whenever I see him. Really fun to scrap with. Guy doesn’t fight nearly as dirty as me though 😁 Has yet to beat me 💪🏼”
AKIHIKO N. ( @n-akihiko ) - “Oh Nirei! Yeah, I know him. Hangs around Dri a lot. He’s nice! Pretty skittish usually, but once or twice I saw this look in his eye…I think there might be more to him. He’s too smart to be a one trick pony.”
YAMATO E. ( @endoffcl ) - “Ah, Endo. I trust that guy about as far as I can throw him, and I can never get my hands on him to throw him. Don’t believe anything he says. Suuuuuper good partner in beer pong. Haven’t lost a game with him yet!”
HAYATO S. ( @hsuos ) - “Knows just how to get on my last nerve. Do you know how insane this guy is in chess? It’s nuts! We need a rematch soon. I’ll beat him one day, I just know it!”
JO T. ( @fromtogame ) - "I wish he would talk faster. I really wish this idiot would talk faster. Feels like I dropped acid three times whenever he's around. 10/10 good company."
KANON B. ( @kanonb ) - "Who invited this freak?"
TOMA H. ( @renegadetoma ) - "Reminds me of my good friend. You know Draken? Yeah, that guy. They're similar. I think Ken lucked out with not having the gut issues this guy has though. He could do well drinking some Kombucha. Maybe I should get him some."
KYOTARO S. ( @sugiiis ) - "Hehe...Wanna see me piss him off? Heh, watch this. Umemiya."
SHUJI H. ( @twshujihanma ) - "Oh boy. Good luck, alright?"
HAJIME K. ( @kkhajime ) - "What's that one Abba song again? MONEY MONEY MONEY! AIN'T IT FUNNY! IN A RICH MAN'S WORLD!! Yeah that one! They wrote that about Koko, no doubt. I wanna be like him when I grow up.
RAN H. ( @kinghaitani ) - "You've seen his brother, the Big Bitch, now get ready for the Bigger Bitch. He's only bigger because he's older btw. Super funny guy! We have threesomes together sometimes. Cool dude!"
CHILDE ( @monokerous ) - "I cannot pronounce his first name. You could offer to pay me and I still could not tell you how the hell to pronounce it. I call him Childe. He's dope - reminds me of this one guy I met while in Vegas once. What's his name again...Atsumu? Nah nah not him...Aventurine! Yeah, that's the one. Insane guys. Gets a little twitchy at night."
HAKKAI S. ( @hotguyshiba ) - "Oh Hakkai! Pretty guy, always loved his hair. I think I'd have competition if he decided to grow it out like I do. He's cute. Blushes real easy too."
Ah, think I hit my limit. You wanna know who else is around? Check Fuyu, I think he's got the rest of us.
I need [redacted] to [redacted] me in the [redacted] so he can [redacted] [redacted] [redacted].
RIGJT?!?! RIGHT????
And when I admit I have a slight crush on Alan from smiling friends 🤥
FEELING SO VALIDATED RN
I also lied it’s a really bad crush oakies
And when I admit I have a slight crush on Alan from smiling friends 🤥
And when I admit I have a slight crush on Alan from smiling friends 🤥
SATORU NIIIIIIII!!!! GIVE ME MORE MOMOSE CONTENT AND MY LIFE IS YOURS
…..WHAT DO YOU MEAN PHONE SEX?!
˖┊ spotlight: sakura haruka.
˖┊ synopsis: sakura would have never thought this new life would bring him everything that it did: friends, new found family, a sense of belonging— a girlfriend he’s in love with. a hot girlfriend who he jerks his cock to nearly every night, fantasizing about the day he finally has the courage to sink his cock in her. but that takes baby steps, right?
˖┊ content: masturbation, phone sex, assigned female at birth reader, reader also has she/her pronouns, love bites and hickeys, reader has the wonyoung effect, all characters are 18 and over.
˖┊ word count: 4.5k.
sakura laid on his back, pretty mismatched eyes gazing up at the ceiling— unfocused. his chest heaved with each heavy breath, sweat glistening on his forehead and dampening his tousled hair. he felt the adrenaline slowly ebb away, replaced by a sense of weariness as he lazily shifted his gaze downward, staring at his hand. he couldn’t be bothered to scoff at himself this time, he’s too fucked out right now. sakura’s cum is whitish clear as it dripped from his hand, sliding slowly between his slender fingers. the droplets formed rivulets that traced down his skin, stretching into thin threads.
sakura was still a guy at the end of the day really. he’s had his hand wrapped around his cock milking himself countless times but instead of the naughty magazines he would use before, you’re now his favorite.. inspiration. no, seriously. just the thought of that precious little face of yours is enough to get sakura hard as a fucking pole. he’s surprised actually— not for any other reason than his thoughts alone are enough for him. there’s no need for porn, magazines, or a fleeting touch from a woman that smelled good earlier in the day… yeah, times were rough.
sakura’s post nut clarity was abruptly interrupted by the sudden shrill ring of his phone. the sound pierced the heavy silence, startling him. “ah— shit.”
with a groan he pushed himself up from the bed, feeling the thin sheets shift under his movements. he reaches for the phone and glanced at the caller ID before sighing, sandwiching the device between his shoulder and ear— the cool screen pressing against his flushed cheek.
“yeah.” he answers as he fumbles to wipe his hand off with the kleenex beside his bed, feeling it smear slightly. the motion was hurried and somewhat clumsy. his voice still thick with breathlessness, sounding rough and low when he finally answered. the word came out almost as a sigh.
“hi, baby! you’re coming out tonight, right?” god— your voice was so sweet it made him feel a severe case of cute aggression. which often led to frustration because he didn’t know what exactly to do with himself.
“where?”
“the beach party? choji and togame extended an invitation to bof—”
“hell no.” as sakura continued the call, he got up and made his way to the kitchen. his hand scratched his toned belly, the phone still sandwiched between his shoulder and ear.
“those pricks are still lame to me..” he opened the fridge door, the cool air hitting his warm skin as he peered inside. with one hand he started rummaging through the contents, pushing aside half-empty containers and expired leftovers. “and you shouldn’t be goin’ neither, way too many freaks gonna be ooglin’ at you in a bikini..” of course you didn’t see but there was a faint blush on his cheeks. the faint hum of the refrigerator filled the background, mingling with the muffled voice on the other end of the line. it took sakura a long time to express his feelings but expressing his jealousy and possessiveness over you seemed to be the easiest.
he reached for a bottle of water, the condensation slick under his fingers as he twisted the cap off.
“then who’s supposed to be my date?” you asked through a pout. you were on the other end painting your toenails, looking down at them with a tilted head as if you weren’t sure about the color.
“—wh—!” sakura nearly spits out his water. “you— you don’t need a date.. it’s a party.”
“yeah but it would be nice, haru.” you say, finding yourself getting a little bit frustrated with him. you twist the cap closed on the polish. “but, if you really don’t wanna go it’s okay— i’ll probably ask kiryu to be my date for the night.”
“he’s going?” his expression was a mix of reluctance and resignation, eyes narrowed slightly in thought.
“of course, mostly everyone from bofurin is— umeee, tsubakiii, hiragi, suo, nirei, even kaji! but i suspect choji told him there would be sweets..”
“suo and nirei..? i didn’t think those fuckers were serious about going to a pool party.” he thought to himself.
see, sakura is actually pretty cute because he takes dates very seriously. you’re his first girlfriend— his first big boy relationship and the thought of someone else being your plus one at the party made his blood boil. a low growl of frustration almost escaped his lips as he clenched his jaw, his possessiveness surfacing.
“alright.. what time should I pick you up?” he asked.
5:45 PM
as the sun began its descent, it casted a wild golden glow across the sand and sea. the sky was painted in fiery hues of orange, pink, and purple, the colors blending as the sun dipped lower on the horizon. the sound of crashing waves was drowned out by the rowdy laughter and shouts of the partygoers.
a massive bonfire roared nearby— flames leaping high and casting flickering shadows on the faces gathered around it. makeshift torches and string lights rigged between palm trees, colorful beach towels and blankets were spread out haphazardly and tables groaned under the weight of a spread of various food and drinks. the scent of grilled meat mixed with the unmistakable tang of alcohol.
people were scattered across the beach in various activities. a heated volleyball game was underway, with players diving and shouting with abandon. others were plunging into the cool water while other groups lounged on the sand. some smoking, others downing beers as music blasted from a portable speaker.
you and sakura stepped onto the sand, your fingers interlaced with his in a warm grip. you looked cheerful and happy, eyes sparkling as you greeted everyone with genuine smile. each person you passed greeted you with wide grins and waves— but your popularity wasn’t something new. you were known to be a very sweet and extremely beautiful girl, so much so that the crushes many harbored for you were still full in effect.
sakura on the other hand wore his signature scowl, his eyes scanning the crowd with wariness and annoyance. his jaw was set and his posture was tense— he wasn’t the party kind of guy so he said but this is sakura we’re talking about. emotionally constipated and stubborn. he didn’t like anything if we’re being honest.
as you scanned the crowd, you spotted two of your closest friends and called out excitedly, “nirei! suo!”
they turned towards you, their faces lighting up. “hi, (name)..!” nirei called back, grinning widely.
“it’s nice to see you, (name),” suo added with a smile.
you approached them and placed both of your hands on each of their jaws, giving them both quick kisses on the cheek. nirei blushed slightly his eyes darting away shyly, though he couldn’t hide his smile. suo on the other hand, closed his eyes and leaned into the gesture, clearly enjoying the affectionate greeting.
“you got the grump outside, good job,” suo remarked, glancing at sakura with a smirk.
“watch it.”
“hey?” you squeezed sakura’s cheeks gently and gave him a teasing look. “be sweet. you promised no fussing or fights tonight.”
he sighed, his expression softening slightly. “yeah, yeah,” he muttered, though there was a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
you and sakura walked hand in hand through the party while the atmosphere buzzed with laughter and music. nirei and suo followed closely chatting animatedly as you searched for a spot to settle down. on the way you all ran into some familiar faces, chatting with them until eventually, you found a cozy area near the bonfire, away from the thickest crowds but still within earshot of the music.
sakura spread out a large beach towel while nirei and suo laid down blankets and set their bags beside them. the four of you arranged yourselves comfortably, the bonfire casting a warm glow around you all as the sun dipped lower on the horizon.
you were starting to feel the evening’s warmth settling around you and the fabric of your swimsuit cover up was feeling stifling against your skin. you glanced at sakura, who was focused on setting up the towels, giving him a little smile. “he’s not doing so bad”— you think suo and nirei being there is helping him feel a little bit more comfortable. you stood and absentmindedly began to peel off your cover-up, revealing the sleek lines of your swimsuit underneath. the movement was natural to you, but little did you realize the effect it had on sakura.
his eyes widened slightly as he glanced up, catching you in the act. his breath caught in his throat, the sight of you subtly revealing yourself was stirring something within him. you continued to undress, folding the cover up with this casual grace that was almost infuriating, unaware of the sensual energy you exuded.
sakura’s gaze followed your movements, admiring the curve of your back and the play of light on your skin. his heart raced, his thoughts momentarily lost in the allure of your presence. he cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure, but couldn’t help but feel a rush of desire. shit, this was bad— at this rate he’d be hard.
you turned to him with a smile, completely oblivious as you settled down on the towel beside him. kind pisses him off.
“what’s the matter cutie pie?” you asked sweetly as you reached over to cup his cheeks with your soft hand. He gives you a haphazard scoff as you giggle, leaning over to place a kiss on his lips.
“what’d i tell ya about callin’ me that stuff in front of the guys..” he mumbles under his breath, hoping that the two beside them wouldn’t hear but unfortunately they’re trying their hardest to not blow a lung from holding in their laughter. a small “pfft” is what ultimately set sakura off— making him lung for whoever he could grab first. poor thing.
7:23 PM
by now the moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the beach. laughter and music filled the air, but for you and sakura the world seemed to narrow to just the two of you. you guys waded into the gentle waves, the cool water lapping at your ankles before rising to your waists until you were both completely submerged into the water.
you wrapped your legs around his waist, arms encircling his neck in a koala hug. the warmth of his skin against yours was a nice contrast to the cool and salty ocean. droplets of seawater clung to both of your skin, glistening in the moonlight like tiny little diamonds. each time you two moved, the water would ripple and splash, sending cool beads sliding down their bodies. sakura's hands were firm on your back, fingers tracing the delicate curve of your spine, sending shivers through her despite how warm his touch always seemed to feel. sakura always had a boyish charm to him because of his temperament but.. it was moments like this where he gave you butterflies, made you feel like a blushing schoolgirl again.
you both could feel each other's heartbeats, steady and synchronized, creating a rhythm that seemed to match the rise and fall of the waves. you nuzzled into the crook of sakura's neck, breathing in the salty scent of the sea mixed with his familiar, comforting scent. your cheeks brushed and she could feel the firmness of his jawline, something in you growing a bit primal. maybe it was the alcohol talking but you wanted him to feel something.
your breath quickened and you could feel the heat rising within yourself. you pulled back slightly, just enough to look into sakura's eyes. they were dark but inviting, filled with the same unspoken longing that she felt too. you wondered if sakura knew the effect he had on you— you wondered if he also stayed up late hours of the night touching himself to the thought of being inside of you. you weren’t a virgin, you hadn’t been for a while but you knew that sakura was. he didn’t have to explicitly state it, you could see it in the way he carried himself. the way he blushes at every little act of affection, the way he fumbles his words when you do things that are just mildly suggestive— it made you feel like a pervert but you knew he had so much cum to give you wrapped in a little bow.
without thinking you leaned in, lips brushing against the sensitive skin of his neck. you could feel the pulse of his heartbeat beneath her lips, strong and steady. He tensed against you and you couldn’t see it but his brows were forming into a furrow as your teeth grazed his skin lightly at first, testing, teasing.
“w—what’re you doin’?” sakura's hands tightened on your back, a silent encouragement was all you needed— the primal urge in you grew stronger, an almost overwhelming need to claim him, to leave a mark that would signify sakura is yours.
you didn’t know if it was possessiveness, greediness? it didn’t matter— biting down gently on his neck, just enough to leave a small, distinct mark. the taste of salt and the faint metallic tang of his skin mingled on your tongue as you felt him shudder beneath you, a low groan escaping his lips. “that— fuck.”
you pulled back slightly to admire your handiwork, a small, reddish imprint on his neck. sakura's eyes met hers again, dark with desire and yearning.
“keep going.” sakura said— it sounded like an order, but there was a.. desperation hidden somewhere in there. just beneath his surface. almost as if he was scared you were going to stop.
you pressed your lips back to his neck but this time you found a new spot just below his ear. you began to suck gently, using your tongue to tease the sensitive skin. your tongue lapped in a delicious way— lips wrapping around his skin as you applied more pressure— sucking him, as blood rushed to the surface, creating a deep, purplish hue. you shifted slightly to get a better angle, teeth grazing his skin just enough to make him bite down on his lip. you could feel the rise and fall of his chest, his breath hitching with each swipe of your tongue, each pull of your teeth.
sakura was hard. you could feel it but he was hoping you couldn’t. he’s never felt quite like this before— even this sensation right now was admittedly better than anything his hand could ever provide. he knew why guys liked girls; they were soft, pretty and smelled like flowers or sweets but this.. was he really missing out on this for so long?
2:56 PM
the aroma of simmering broth filled the air as sakura, suo, nirei, kiryu, tsugue, and sugishita— sat around a hot pot table, eagerly tossing in vegetables, meats, and noodles. the clatter of chopsticks and the hum of conversation created the typical sunday night vibe they were usually always going for, but sakura found himself drifting in and out of the chatter, lost in thought.
he stared into the bubbling pot, the events of last night replaying in his mind— his cheeks flushing slightly as he remembered the feel of your lips and the marks you had left on his skin. his friends’ laughter and banter seemed distant, a background noise to his thoughts.
suddenly, without thinking, he blurted out, “are you guys virgins?”
the table fell silent. all five of them froze, chopsticks hovering in mid-air, their expressions shifting from surprise to shock, then to barely suppressed laughter. nirei was the first to break the silence, nearly choking on a piece of tofu with a furious blush on his cheeks— he wasn’t good at that kind of stuff either. all his knowledge came from sex education books and his incognito tab so he was pretty much useless to the conversation. “where did that come from so suddenly?!”
tsugue laughed so hard he almost knocked over his drink, tears forming at the corners of his eyes. “you're seriously asking us that? right now?”
suo raised an eyebrow and leaned back in his chair, a grin playing on his lips. “this is a first. you’ve really outdone yourself, sakura. what is it? you and (name) are getting pretty serious, huh?”
kiryu leaned forward, grinning. “ah~ ♡ alright, alright. calm down, everyone. our saku-chan is finally growing up.” he chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “i’ll bite. why the sudden interest? something happen last night~?”
sakura’s blush deepened, and he stammered, “no! i-i was just thinking about.. things. you know, with (name). i just wanted to know!” he caught a glimpse of sugishita giving him a weird look he wasn’t too fond of. “don’t give me that look, asshole!”
suo crossed his arms, a warm closed eyed smile on his face. “well, for what it’s worth, experience isn’t everything. it’s about connection, trust, and being comfortable with each other. that’s what really matters.”
kiryu nodded in agreement. “yeah, and take it slow.. don’t rush things because you feel like you have to reach some milestone. if you care about each other, everything else will fall into place.”
tsugue chimed in, “and if you need tips on how to not ruin the moment, just remember this conversation. we’ll remind you of it, man.”
“shut up! i was only curious!”
“well, since yer askin’, i'll give ya some real advice.” tsugue leaned over the table with his elbow propping up his weight. “start out with some phone sex.”
so nodded in agreement. “hm, that isn’t a bad way to ease into it— it's a good way to build up intimacy without the pressure of being physically together. plus, it can be quite attractive.”
kiryu was still grinning when he added, “yeah, knucklehead is actually right this time, saku-chan. t's a good way to explore what you both like.. aaaannd~ it sounds like you’re already halfway there, if your random question is anything to go by.” he chuckled.
“and the two big mosquito bites on your neck..” sugishita mumbled with an eye roll.
sakura blinked, taken aback. “p-phone sex..?”
kiryu nodded. “yeah.. it's.. less intimidating and it can help you get comfortable with each other’s boundaries.. just let it happen. and maybe don’t overthink it too much— like you have the tendency to do.”
“i do not!” sakura barked, crossing his arms with a heavy blush on his face. “just drop it— nothing’s goin’ on, i was just—”
“curious?” suo tilted his head and offered sakura a smile. “its okay, we’re not here to judge you. but you make it so hard not to poke a little bit of fun.”
“yeah, yeah.. lets eat.”
out of the five at the table, 3/5 had their cherry picked. can you guess which three?
11:11
sakura lay on his bed, the cool breeze from the open window rustling the curtains. his phone was pressed to his ear, and on the other end, your voice warmed his ear. you guys had been chatting about your days, sharing the small details. like how you went shopping that day and picked up a new perfume and got the refill on your nails you had been wanting for a few days now. sakura didn’t know what half of this stuff was until he started dating you and now he looks forward to picking your next nail set or seeing what the very slight change you made to your hair that makes a world of a difference for you.
“yeah, i’m sure it’ll look okay– a middle part won’t make you look ‘weird.’” he rolls his eyes— he doesn’t know why you worry over little things like that. he’s never seen you look bad a day in your life.
“it can! that’s like your black hair where your white is and vice versa! i was too nervous to try it at the party so i did it how i usually do it.” you said through a small pout.
“yeah, speaking of— it’s been almost a week and those shitty marks you left are still dark. they’re teasing me about it,” he grumbled in his usual fussy tone, adjusting onto his pillow as he props his head up onto his forearm. He finds himself looking back up at the ceiling.
you giggled, her laughter like a melody to his ears. “you weren’t complaining when i was doing it.”
sakura huffed, his blush deepening. “that’s not the point! suo and kiryu have been relentless. they won’t let it go.”
“oh, come on, it’s not that bad,” you teased. “besides, they’re just jealous because i~ got to mark you first.”
“psh, whatever.”
there was a small pause.
“so,” your voice dropped to a softer, more intimate tone— but you almost sounded worried, “do you really mind the marks? you can be honest..”
sakura hesitated for a moment, his heart pounding a little faster. he panics a little actually, he doesn’t want you to get the wrong idea “no!” he coughs before lowering his voice a bit. “i.. i don’t mind,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “liked it, actually.. made me feel.. close to you. or whatever.”
you smiled on the other end, her own heart swelling. “you reacted so cutely~”
sakura felt a warm flush spread from his cheeks down to his chest. that all too familiar feeling of his cock starting to jump. “..you’re really good at making me feel things, y’know that?"
“good things, i hope?” your voice was playful but still sincere.
“yeah,” he replied, his voice growing softer, more breathless as he felt more blood rushing from his head to his cock. “really good things.” the outline of his shaft was getting more and more prominent by the second.. he just can’t stop thinking about.. you. everything about you. it's all so alluring; your smell, how soft your skin is, how sweet your voice is— how your lips felt against his skin, sucking him. he can’t help but to reach down to palm himself— his chest starting to rise and fall visibly.
there was a brief pause, filled with the gentle sound of their breathing. you broke the silence, tone even more intimate. “sakura?”
“yeah?”
“are you touching yourself?” you ask, your voice is so soft— it makes sakura feel like it's okay to tell you the truth. but you almost sound amused.. it makes him wonder if it’s really that obvious.
his heart raced. “yeah,” he confessed. “i.. keep fuckin’ replaying it in my head.. you touchin’ me, felt good.”
“sakura,” your voice was a soft murmur, “i can almost feel you here with me..” he hears your voice crack.
sakura swallowed hard, his breath hitching slightly. “what’re you doin’?”
your breath was warm in his ear, even over the phone. “rubbing my clit..”
sakura’s hand grasps at his shaft through his boxers, almost like he’s telling it to stop. “fuck,” he replied, his voice thick with emotion. “that’s so hot. it feel good?”
“it feels really good.. but i wish to your cock instead..” you said. Sakura's almost taken back from how easily the filth leaves your mouth— that sweet voice.. it almost doesn’t fit. his breathing gets deeper, his hand trembling slightly as he reaches for the waistband of his boxers, hesitating for a moment.
“are you still with me?” you ask, voice was a soothing presence in his ear.
“yeah,” he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. “i’m here.” sakura pushes down his boxers, feeling the soft fabric glide over his skin. he slides the boxers down to the thickest part of his thighs, the sensation cooling as the air finally hits the sensitive skin on this cock, specifically the leaky tip making him shiver.
he wrapped his fingers around his cock, feeling its warmth and hardness in his hand. his grip was firm, the sensation immediately sending a jolt of pleasure through him. he started with slow, deliberate strokes, his hand moving up and down the length of his shaft. each movement was accompanied by a soft gasp as he savored the feeling. When he does this by himself it never feels this good— he’s fucking shaking.
“mmgh—! sakura..” you lay on your bed, the phone pressed to your ear as you listen to Sakura’s ragged breaths— his voice alone was enough to make her ache, but knowing what he was doing on the other end of the line made your pulse quicken with need. you started with slow, gentle circles on your clit, your hips bucking slightly against your hand, seeking more friction.
your fingers dipped lower, sliding through your wetness before pushing inside, you moaned softly, the sensation of her fingers filling you a sweet relief but it didn’t feel like enough. you picked up the pace, pumping in and out of yourself as your breath came in shallow, needy gasps.
“keep talking,” he gasped, his voice strained with lust. “i wanna hear you.” Isakura's strokes became more rhythmic, his grip tightening. he could feel every ridge and vein beneath his fingers, each tug eliciting a surge of raw, primal desire. his thumb brushed over the sensitive tip, spreading the moisture that had begun to gather there, adding a slickness that intensified the sensation.
your breath hitched again, fingers moving faster. “’m so close, thinking about you touching me.. want to feel your hands on me, your mouth.. i need you to make me come.” your words were punctuated by soft whimpers and moans, each sound pushing sakura closer to the edge. you could hear the intensity of his strokes increasing.
“‘m almost therealmosttherealmost there..!,” she panted, her voice a desperate plea. “please, sakura, need you to come with me..!” with a final breathless cry, you felt her climax wash over her, her body trembling with the intensity of your orgasm. “s–sa–kura!” you gasped, her voice a mix of pleasure and longing.
“fuck. yes.” he groaned, his voice filled with raw pleasure. his breathing grew heavier, each exhale a mix of need and pleasure. the muscles in his arm flexed with each motion, a steady rhythm that drove him closer to the edge. he could feel the tension building in his body, a tight coil of desire that demanded release.
his strokes quickened, his hand moving with a sense of urgency. the friction, the heat, the intensity of his own touch brought him to a fever pitch. he could feel the impending climax, a powerful surge of pleasure that built with every stroke. with a final pull sakura reached his peak. his body tensed, every nerve ending on fire as the orgasm tore through him. his hand continued to move, milking every last drop of pleasure until he was left breathless and spent.
he went limp back onto his bed, feeling the aftershocks of his release, his body tingling with the remnants of pleasure. his hand still loosely wrapped around himself, he lay there, breathing heavily.
“holy shit..” he said breathlessly. you giggle on the other line and he hears a shuffle.
“can i see it~? they’re cute when they’re all soft!”
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