Ichimatsu - Patch You Up With Kisses

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 - Prepared?

𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭!𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘟 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Whenever you were at school, the hands on the clock seemed to purposely take forever to reach the final minutes of the day.

You tapped your finger impatiently against your cheek, staring blankly outside the window beside you. The droning voice of your teacher at the front of the class went through one ear and out the other, making the lesson just that little bit more boring.

You had other things to think about besides some useless math equations, anyway.

Looking up towards the clear, blue spring sky, your thoughts were drawn back to exactly that: blue. Or, more specifically, to the person you associated with the colour blue;

Karamatsu Matsuno.

One of the infamous sextuplets that attended your highschool. With his bowl cut brown hair, large round eyes and slightly red cheeks due to small blemishes, he was the definition of cute in your books.

You were lucky you were able to talk to him, too, seeing as you weren't exactly a social butterfly. He was in most of your classes, and as if it were fate, your teachers almost always paired the both of you up (although, that may have been to prevent him from sticking with his brothers, which would have led to no work being done).

So of course, the both of you were practically forced to communicate with each other. And on top of that, you were both walking home with each other nowadays, as you both were headed in the same direction. That, and the fact that he didn't really walk with his brothers anymore, which you actually found to be quite the shame.

They were so lively together, and their bond seemed so strong... What happened?

You sighed softly, eyeing the birds that flew swiftly over the school campus. You knew exactly what happened. People in your school were quick to judge them all for the things that the Matsuno's did together as brothers - as family - and to make themselves fit in, they slowly drifted apart. They don't even acknowledge each other anymore...

And now, Karamtsu seemed to be falling back into his shell of shyness. Without the support of his brothers, he didn't know what to do with himself. Slowly but surely, he became meek again, and struggled talking to others.

Including you.

Especially today, for some reason. It seemed as if he was trying to make an effort to speak, but every time you asked what was wrong, his cheeks flushed a deep red, and he stammered an excuse that you couldn't understand before running away. That had happened three times today. Did you do something wrong?

You did try asking Ichimatsu, as he seemed to be the easiest to talk to, but even he had no idea why his brother would act in such a way.

"Maybe he's just getting a little shy again. Who knows?" He had shrugged, giving you a smile before leaving to meet his friends.

At a loss, you could only watch Karamatsu's actions from the side, wondering continuously what was wrong with him. You wanted to help him, as a friend. Since that's probably all you'll ever stay to him, or you might be nothing to him now since he can't talk to you...

Your cheeks turned a light shade of pink as you thought this. Brows furrowed, you let a small pout cross your lips. You really liked Karamtsu. A lot. Over the past year or so since you got to know him, you realised a lot of things about him, and you found your eyes always wandering back to his figure subconsciously.

And you wanted to tell him how you felt so badly, but you were scared of it causing a rift in your friendship, as you were sure he didn't see you the same way. He was just shy, that's why he couldn't talk to you much. He probably only stayed with you because he had to for a project, or he might have felt bad for not walking with you on the way home. He was nice like that.

The bell suddenly rang, snapping you out of your thoughts. Quickly, you packed up your things and decided to head home straight away. It was the end of the week, and all you wanted was to stay as far away from school as possible until Monday.

Leaving the classroom, you went down the few flights of stairs to the main entrance, changing out of your school shoes to your comfortable pair of white and blue sneakers; a colour combo you chose without even realising because you were too busy thinking about Karamatsu whilst out shopping-

You groaned internally, begging yourself to stop acting like those girls in your class who just acted so love struck over every guy they've ever met. You were better than this! You're 18, for goodness sake, get a grip girl!

Despite thinking this, you took one small glance back over your shoulder to see if a familiar worried face was coming towards you as usual to accompany you home...

But nobody came.

Dejectedly, you dragged your feet away from the school gates. You knew it. He was just sick of you now. That's what he was going to tell you, wasn't he? But he was just too nice for his own good to get it out, so he left you instead.

Looking up, your eyes locked onto the countless Sakura trees lined against the empty sidewalk, hundreds of pink petals twirling in the air and dancing around you in the breeze. Ah, Sakura trees... A sad reminder of just how short beautiful things can last.

Just like your friendship with Karamatsu...

"[Y/N]!"

Wow. You were imagining his voice now? That's pathetic.

"[Y/N], wait!"

...Is that coming from behind you?

Turning on your heel, your eyes widened as a figure ran closer towards you, eyebrows creased in worry and panting heavily from having to catch up to you.

"Kara...matsu?" You mumbled confusedly, watching as he stopped in front of you, leaning his palms on his knees to catch his breath. It was silent for a few moments before the boy looked up at you slowly, cheeks flushed red again. Seriously, did he have a fever?

"I-I.. uhm..." he started quietly, straightening himself out. His mouth opened and closed a few times, hands making small gestures as he tried to speak, but nothing came out. Feeling slightly awkward, and worried for Karamatsu, you spoke first.

"Karamatsu," you began. He immediately froze up, eyes focused solely on you. You fidgeted slightly under his gaze, but took a small breath.

"Take a deep breath first. Then tell me what's wrong, okay?" Even though you knew what he wanted to say, you still gave him a small smile, encouraging him to speak.

Taking your advice, he sucked in a deep breath, loosening his joints so that they weren't as tense. Then, he raised a hand and rummaged through his pockets, pulling out a pile of notecards. You could only stare with a slightly raised brow, curious as to what he was doing.

"Uh, hey... so.. uhh.." he looked down at his notecards. "Did you, Uh- did... you fall out of heaven because, um-" due to the shakiness of his hands (and voice) he ended up dropping his cards all over the floor.

In a panic, he fell to the ground too, scrabbling to pick up the pieces of paper and sorting them back into their original order.

"Shit, fuck oh god fuck I'm so sorry you're- you're just s-so pretty I'm sorry-"

He continued rambling like that, his face looking like a cherry as he sweated profusely out of nerves, entire body shaking and words continuously pouring out of his mouth, making no sense to you.

However, your face was cherry red too as you processed what just happened.

He... he used a pick-up line on you? To confess? Is that what was going on?

...Your heart throbbed painfully, reminding you just how in love you were with this complete dork in front of you.

As Karamastu stood back up, still mumbling, only one thought was going through your head. And it slipped out.

"Kiss me, Karamtsu."

Time seemed to stop, and this was the only time you were grateful for that.

Blushing furiously, Karamatsu's brown orbs were blown wide, darting from your face to his cards, looking through them desperately.

"I um... don't have a card for... this," he replied, his voice higher than usual. You breathed out a giggle, stepping closer to him as you took advantage of this small piece of confidence you suddenly picked up.

"That's okay. I don't think we need it."

With that, you stood up on your tiptoes and pressed your lips against his. They were soft and slightly plump, fitting against yours like a missing puzzle piece.

Karamatsu froze up again, eyes squeezed shut as he dared not move, scared that he would ruin the moment if he did anything. Even so, he melted into you, pushing back against your lips in hopes that he was conveying his feelings like he wanted to.

Breaking away from each other, breathless, you spoke softly for only him to hear.

"I think you're really cute, too, Karamatsu."

The boy could only stare at you, face red, unable too tear his gaze away. He was floating up in the clouds right now, not entirely believing that this was real.

Smiling gently, you held out a hand towards Karamatsu.

"Shall we head home? Together?" You added. Glancing at your hand, a soft and sheepish smile worked it's way onto his face, cheeks flushing cutely. Slowly, he placed his larger hand into yours, squeezing gently.

"Y-Yeah... That sounds like a good idea."

✧ 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.

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!"

✧ Karamatsu - Ravenous

𝘔𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘢!𝘒𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘟 𝘚𝘩𝘺!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

There were days when you asked yourself:

'Why don't I just quit?'

It seemed like the most logical thing to do. Being unappreciated by your coworkers and looked down upon by those higher-up was really starting to take its toll on you.

Had you done something wrong? Did you say something stupid? Had you made a mistake somewhere? Did it have something to do with how quiet you were?

The constant paranoia weighed down on you daily, getting to the point where you could barely trust yourself to do anything at work.

You didn't want to go in. You didn't want to deal with any of it. However, you had no choice. You needed the money desperately. Maybe if you had lived in a city where fear didn't rule over everyone, you could have had a better chance at living.

A city of new beginnings, the place of dreams where everyone hits the jackpot in achieving their goals. The same city you had thought would be the perfect place to start over; Akatsuka District.

Was run by the Yakuza.

You stood at the meeting table, hands clutching wads of documents waiting to be given to the most stuck up person in the room- Atsushi. From the moment you met him, you knew he was trouble. That proved to be true, as he constantly placed blame on you for any mishaps in the office, even going as far as go trip you up when you walked by. He was childish and idiotic. How he got such a respectable job was beyond you.

"Well, well, well," the man chuckled snidely. "You've finally finished the job. If you had done it any slower, I would have just done it myself."

"Why don't you just do it yourself in the first place?" You snapped, slapping the papers down on the desk. You had worked late hours into the night, sacrificing many hours of sleep just to get this done. You didn't have to. You didn't want to. But you did. And he still had the audacity to treat you like dirt under his shoe?

Atsushi glared up at you from his seat. "Watch your tongue. Don't you remember who you're talking to?" He slowly stood up from his seat, standing tall over you intimidatingly. You took a small step back, only for him to come closer to you and backing you into the wall, almost pushing his chest against yours.

He placed his hand beside your hand heavily, making you flinch. "Know your place, sweetcheeks. Or else someone's gonna have to teach you the hard way..."

You tensed as he placed a clammy hand onto your waist, feeling around the fabric of your work shirt before creeping his way towards your back. Your eyes widened and you pushed him away swiftly, watching as he staggered backwards in surprise.

Something inside you had snapped.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" You murmured, every word full of seething anger. Atsushi paused at your low, menacing tone.

"You think that just because you have a higher position than me means you can walk all over me?" You took a step forward.

"Is there something wrong with that twisted little brain of yours? Because clearly there is!" You took another step forward for each word, finally ending up right in front of him as he attempted to lean away from you as you yelled the last few words in his face.

Atsushi opened his mouth to respond some snarky remark when the door burst open.

"What exactly is going on in here?"

You both froze. You recognised that voice without even looking at who stood in the doorway, and you certainly didn't want to take a peek at what kind of angered expression he was wearing.

Matsuno Karamatsu. The second eldest son of the Matsuno family. The Yakuza family that ran almost the entire city. He was the one in charge of this office building, along with many others in the same area. How did you not know he was coming in today?

"N-N-Nothing, Mr Matsuno!" Atsushi quickly responded, breaking the tense silence. "J-Just a little... misunderstanding, is all-!"

"'Misunderstanding?'" You cut in. The hot glare you wore burned itself into Atsushi's skin, making him fidget.

"You put your filthy hands on me, knowing exactly what you were doing..." you took a step back before screaming: "And you have the AUDACITY to say it was A 'MISUNDERSTANDING?!'"

Your voice silenced the whole office, everyone peeking over the other's shoulders in shock at just who the ruckus was coming from. Karamatsu stood silently by the doorway, a brow raised. Although, he didn't say a word as you continued.

"I have had enough of you and your bullshit, Atsushi!" You jabbed a finger hard onto his chest. "You and the rest of those fuckers out there push me around and think I'm some kind of doormat! You put your entire workload onto me like I'm a servant to you, and YOU get all the credit while I waste so many hours of my life, working away for scummy bastards like you!"

You took a few deep breaths before grabbing at the badge pinned onto your front pocket.

"You know what? I quit." You threw the badge onto the table, not even glancing at it as it clattered across the wood. You instead turned to the Matsuno, staring him straight in the eyes. Something you had never been able to do before.

"The next time you come around to collect money from us, don't expect me to be paying you a single yen. You can kill me on the spot for all I care."

You stalked past him, staring straight ahead at the elevator waiting at the far end of the main office, smashing the buttons to head downwards whilst facing the wall, your back to the people behind you, still silent.

As soon as the doors slid close, the tears began to fall. You wiped at them aggressively, angry at yourself for being so weak. However, the tears wouldn't stop. The minute you stepped out of the building you made a run for it back to your apartment, head down in an attempt to hide your tears.

You were tired. You were angry. You were disgusted. Embarrassed. Extremely upset and distressed. Every negative emotion you could think of was swirling within you, creating an ugly concoction of feelings that overflowed and burst.

Reaching your apartment, you struggled to find the key through blurry eyes to open the door, eventually swinging it open and slamming it shut. You headed straight for your bedroom, allowing the sobs to wrack through you as you collapsed heavily onto your bed, shoving your face into the soft sheets.

You cried and bawled until your eyes grew heavy. The room fell dark, and suddenly, you were met with silence. Slumber washed over you and you gave in, hoping the headache and the pain would fade away too.

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You woke with a start. A shiver ran through your body as you rose from your position on your bed, glancing around blearily.

It was dark in your room. You could barely make out the outline of your hands as you pushed yourself over to your bedside table, grabbing at the clock.

10:06 pm

You would have been heading home from work by now...

Shaking your head (only to regret that action immediately), you stood up with a groan. You couldn't allow yourself to continue thinking about that retched place after all that had happened.

You winced at the dryness of your face, rubbing a hand down your cheeks. Deciding it was best to have a shower now, you grabbed a fresh set of underwear and a nightdress that ran down to your knees, easily able to find what you needed in the dark. Although, you made sure to the turn a few lights on as you made your way to the bathroom.

A sigh escaped you as the warm trickles of water cascaded down your body, loosening the tension in your muscles. You massaged your fingers over your scalp as you applied a sweet citrus shampoo, then lathering soap onto your body, the gentle aroma of lavender filling the air around you.

After a while, you stepped out and began to dress back up. It was then you realised you had picked a set of blue and black laced panties and bra. You shrugged, thinking the colour matched your mood. Slipping the simple coloured nightdress over your head, you busied yourself with towel drying your hair as you wandered over to the kitchen, planning on making yourself a late dinner.

Until there was a knock at the door.

You halted in your tracks, staring at the dark wood. Who could be here so late?

The knocking came again, a little harder this time. You jumped, hastily making your way over. Reluctantly, you unlocked the door and opened it slightly, peeking through the gap with wide eyes.

"[Y/N]."

It was Karamatsu. Still in his dark suit and loose blue dress shirt, although he looked quite disheveled. His brown eyed bore into yours for a moment before he spoke again.

"I need to speak with you."

It was a demand that you could not bring yourself to refuse. After embarrassing yourself in front of him more than ever today, the least you could do was offer him an apology. That was most likely what he came here for, wasn't it?

You stepped aside, opening the door enough for him to step inside before closing it shut and locking it back up. You turned to face him, seeing him already staring down at you with an unreadable expression. You averted your gaze, lips trembling.

"I-I..." You gulped. "I'm so... So sorry for today, Matsuno-san. I didn't mean to... t-to yell like that, I just..."

The man took a step forward, and then another, backing you up against the door. You whimpered as he placed a hand beside your head. A sense of deja-vu washed over you, only this time, you were filled with a sense of anticipation rather than fear.

You squeezed your eyes shut, stuttering another apology.

"I-I'm so sorry..!"

"...I don't want your apologies."

His deep voice echoed through your ears. You flinched as your felt a finger run down your cheek, the cold metal of his ring burning against your hotter skin. You hesitantly opened your eyes to meet his half-lidded gaze.

"The one at fault was Atsushi. And rest assured, his presence has been... dealt with."

Your mind raced with every possibility of what exactly that meant, only to be stopped by his words once more.

"The only thing you did wrong was leave," he continued. He moved his head to rest beside yours, muttering into your ear. "You can't leave, sweet [Y/N]. I won't have an excuse to see you anymore if you do."

You gasped softly as he nipped at the sensitive flesh of your ear, chuckling as a shiver ran down your spine.

"W-Wait..!" You whined. "I don't.. I don't understand!"

"What is there not to understand, doll?" Karamatsu replied, pausing his ministrations as he rested his large hands over your thinly clothed hips. You took a few deep breaths, pushing away the burning desire in your mind to think clearly.

"I don't understand how you feel about me..." you whispered. "There are times where you push me away like everybody else, and treat me like I'm not there. But now... N-Now you're here, doing things like this... I don't understand it at all!"

Tears of confusion brimmed the edges of your eyes, with you desperately trying to keep them at bay. Karamatsu stayed silent before sighing, moving away from you to look into your eyes.

"I apologise, dearest. The reason I tried to keep you away is because I feared I would lose control over my desires for you," he smirked as you flushed deeper. "But here... Allow me to show you just how much desire I hold for you and you alone."

He placed a hand on the back of your head and pushed you forward, crashing your lips together with heated passion. You clutched onto the front of his suit as he pulled you closer, moving his lips sensually over your own.

You tried your best to keep up, but when he bit at your bottom lip, tugging on it harshly, your legs began to wobble dangerously. You allowed yourself to be lost in the dizzying heat, letting him take control and push his tongue into your mouth, exploring his newly claimed territory.

A moan slipped from the back of your throat when a hand tugged at your hair, pulling you away as he trailed open mouthed kisses down your jaw to your neck. He nipped at your flesh, carelessly leaving marks behind for later. He grinned as he reached your collarbone, feeling you shudder as he worried the more sensitive skin between his teeth.

Karamatsu moved his hands to the back of your thighs, lifting you up with ease into his arms. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist, whining as you were able to feel his hardened length push against your core. He began carrying you down the hallways of your apartment, eventually finding your bedroom and kicking the door open heavily, continuing to mark your neck and shoulders.

He lay you down on your sheets, breaking away from the kiss as he hovered over you. His gaze locked onto your shimmering orbs, swimming with arousal, just like his own. Your red, plump and swollen lips from all the heavy kissing and biting were parted lazily, your chest heaving underneath your dress.

Karamatsu quickly took hold of your clothing and lifted it off of you, leaving you exposed to him. Before you could cover yourself, he took hold of your wrists and pinned them above your head with one hand, using the other to trace over your bra.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were waiting for me, love," he hummed. You turned your head away, unable to speak. You were too nervous. Your hands were shaking as they clutched the fabric of your comforter beneath you. Your thighs were trembling, still clutched around his hips. Your breath was picking up the more he stared at you, burning into your skin.

His calloused fingers gently took hold of your chin, turning you to face him. He leaned close to you, his lips barely grazing over your own.

"Look at me..." he breathed. "Tell me stop, and I will do so."

You paused, biting your lip in deep thought, unknowingly arousing the Yakuza boss further.

You couldn't deny your feelings. You had fallen in love with this man months ago, the harboured emotions piling up the more you saw him. You had wanted him for so long. And now you were there, so close to him, a word away from having him all to yourself, the same way he wanted you, and possibly more.

The question was... could you do it with the little to no experience you had?

The throbbing heat filling your body was saying yes.

"..I really want to... with you," Your voice was as soft as his, "but I... I-I haven't... I've never..."

Karamatsu's strong arms wrapped around your waist, lifting you upwards and shifting you onto his lap. He kissed you chastely, running his hands up and down your back.

"That's even better for me. I can be the first and only one to ruin you wholly," he smirked, suddenly grounding your hips onto his. You moaned loudly, quickly covering your mouth to muffle the sounds. Once more, he took hold of your hands, tutting.

"I want to hear you. Be louder for me."

He continued to connect his hips with yours, pressing his throbbing cock into your wet panties, your moans echoing through his ears. He lay you back down, ignoring your whine from the lack of friction as he focused on your lower region. He ran a finger over the wet spot on your panties before hooking his fingers around the edge of the material, dragging it down your legs and off of your body. He held it up to his nose for a moment, taking a deep breath.

"Your scent is truly intoxicating..." he sighed, licking at the damp spot a few times before dropping it onto the floor, instead hurriedly removing his suit and shirt, also tossing them away.

Your eyes widened at the sight of his bare torso, sculpted and defined muscles rippling with each movement. You reached a hand towards him, feeling down his skin, running over a few rough scars in a few places. Realising what you were doing, you jerked your hand away, only for it to be caught and brought down to the tent formed in his trousers.

"Keep at it, darling."  He guides your fingers to the button of his slacks, watching as you shakily began to undo it and pull down the clothing along with his boxers, revealing his stiff cock. You licked at your dry lips at the sight, taking a deep shuddering breath.

Karamatsu's hand pushed your head downwards, your lips resting on his tip, urging you to take him into your mouth. You did as you were demanded, parting your lips and taking as much of him as you could, feeling him hit the back of your throat not even halfway down.

You slowly bobbed your head up and down on his length, experimentally licking at the underside of his dick, swirling your tongue around his head before taking him in again. He groaned deeply above you, whispering your name over and over again, telling you how good you were being, how beautiful you were, how your pretty little mouth was doing so well.

He was pulsing and twitching in your mouth, getting close to his release. You peered up at him through thick lashes, precum leaking from the corner of your reddened lips, hair wonderfully messy and hands clutching to him like a lifeline, thighs rubbing together for some sort of friction.

The sight was almost enough for him to grab you and shove his cock down your throat, making you taste every bit of his cum. Instead, however, he removed you from him and pushed your back so that you lay flat on your bed once more. He practically ripped off your bra, as well as completely remove the last bit of his clothing before taking hold of your thighs, pushing them wide apart and bending them greatly.

"I want you to make sure this whole city knows who you belong to, sweetheart," he growled hungrily, pressing his thick tip against your soaked entrance. He began inserting himself inside of you, inch by inch until his balls rested against you. You felt so full, your walls clenching around him almost instantly. A deep groan rumbled from Karamatsu's throat at the feeling. He hadn't felt so weak to a woman in so long; holding himself back from coming this early was becoming painful for him.

Your nails dug into his shoulders as you moaned out his name.

"Karamatsu... please..."

At the sound, he captured your lips in a needy kiss as he began to pump in and out of you. His girth rubbed at your insides, each bump of his veins creating wonderful friction for you, sending jolts of pleasure throughout your body. With the delicious angle he had you at, he continued to reach further into you with every thrust, prodding your g-spot and making you moan lewdly into his mouth.

He ploughed into you roughly, picking up the pace as your walls suddenly spasmed around him without warning, climaxing around his length. The soft sounds of your juices coating his shaft filled the room as he continued to pound into you. He paused for a moment, grabbing you and flipping you over, pulling your waist flush against his.

His fingers dug into your skin as he impaled you onto his length over and over again, bringing you to cum once more, your essence spilling out of you and down your inner thighs. You called out for him, spurring him on. He pulled himself out to the tip before slamming back into you one final time, spilling into you and coating your walls with his thick seed.

You both came to a stop, catching your breaths from the vigorous love making. You felt yourself being lifted into his lap once more, your back against his broad chest. His hands came up to fondle with your breasts lightly, making you gasp softly. He began trailing kisses along your shoulders gently, moving up higher before planting a long kiss onto your lips.

"[Y/N]..." he muttered. His eyes were full of something enticingly dangerous, and you felt him buck his hips into you, his length still hard.

"It seems I am still hungry for you."

"...Have as much as you want."

You barely managed to finish your sentence before he clasped his fingers around your neck, resting the back of your head on his shoulder behind you.

You knew now that quitting was a terrible idea. Although, maybe it would be best for you to take a few days off after you had satisfied Karamatsu's ravenous hunger for you.

Jyushimatsu - "It's Okay."

𝘏𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭!𝘑𝘺𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘟 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

"Why do you act like that?"

It was a simple question, really. A question that had been on the forefront of your mind for a while now, finally pushing past your lips as you glanced concernedly over at your friend.

The brown-eyed boy raised a brow at you, frown deepening. His upturned mouth disappeared for a moment as he took a sip from his juice box, the slurping of the straw filling the silence between you both.

"You know what I'm talking about, Jyushimatsu. Don't try to avoid the question," you pressed stubbornly. You twisted your body so that you could see him better, your knees knocking uncomfortably against the steps that you sat on, away from the stares and whispers of your classmates.

Jyushimatsu stared at you for a moment more before scoffing, turning his head to face the blank wall beside him. Silence settled once again around the two of you, the strain and tension building up as the seconds ticked by. A heavy sigh escaped from him, his expression unseen from where you sat.

"... What else am I supposed to do?" He muttered. His voice was no longer gravelly and growling; instead becoming more natural and boyish. Aside from the fact that he sounded so tired.

His grip on his empty carton tightened for a moment before he released his hold on it, allowing it to fall with a soft clatter beside his feet.

"No matter how I act, they'll still see me as weird."

That was painfully true. The students of the school treated the Matsuno sextuplets as some kind of strange phenomenon, along with the fact that their lifestyles were completely different from theirs.

Their house was smaller than most, and slightly cramped. They all slept in a single futon with each other. They all shared the same clothes that they wore on their backs. They looked, sounded and even acted the same.

Well, they used to. Until they drifted apart.

Your heart clenched in despair as you had to watch your childhood friends fall away from each other. They were family - they did everything together, the idea of being separated from each other never being a concern of theirs - and yet they saw each other as strangers, even in their own home.

You had tried your best to get them to speak with one another again, like they used to, but now you were instead prying them forcefully apart as they argued aggressively - their playful roughhousing and comedic jabs at each other now just seen as painful and insulting.

And the one who everybody saw as constantly joyful, and a literal ball of sunshine. Even he had changed, his personality becoming a complete 180 of what you were used to seeing.

It hurt you. But you knew it hurt them ten times more.

"Besides, it's not like they will care. We're not..." A pause.

"We're not even brothers anymore."

Hastily, you stood up and moved to sit beside him, your shoulders and knees rubbing against each other. Jyushimatsu blinked down at you curiously, only to stiffen as you wrapped your arms around his torso and rested your chin on his shoulder.

"I miss you guys. And I miss the old Jyushimatsu that I used to know."

Threading your fingers through his dark locks, you held him tightly against you, hoping to convey the sympathy and sorrow that you felt for him. Slowly, Jyushimatsu reciprocated your affections, hands grabbing fistfuls of your school blazer as he hid his face in the crook of your neck.

You felt his shoulders tremble slightly, causing you to rub soothing circles onto his back.

"It's okay... I'm always here for you, Jyushimatsu."

The clothing on your shoulder dampened. You both continued to hold each other, long after the bell signalling the end of lunch came around. You wouldn't let go. Not until he was okay.