Writerofjourneys

𝐀 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳 𝐈𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Fem Reader

Summary: Akira always knows the way to your heart, he proves just that by doing something to cheer you up from a bad day.

One-shot

Content: Fluff, romance, comfort, established relationship.

Warnings: None.

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It was a slow day for Leblanc as the sun began to set. Akira has been helping Sojiro with the customers for the most part since it was a Saturday. For once in a long while Akira’s schedule was cleared, with no plans made he pretty much had the time to himself. No homework, no phantom thievery, no social link rank ups. He decided that he wanted to spend his rare day off with you, his girlfriend.

Considering that you two still had some things to do, you both decided to meet up once the cafe was closed for the day. As the last customer headed out the door, you entered with slowness in your steps, carrying a small bag of essentials. You’ve spent many nights at Leblanc many times already, occasionally borrowing Akira’s shirts that were a little big on you for comfort wear. But you still needed your own clothes. He looked up from his task work to see you, his usual calm expression changing to one of softness and adoration. Which he only ever showed to you.

“Hello, Treasure.” he greets once you took a seat at the counter. Reaching a hand out to rub one side of your cheek.

“Hi, Aki.” you say quietly, immediately leaning into his warm touch with eyes closed, looking content.

“Hey, no PDA in the cafe while we’re still open.” Sojiro scolds playfully. He could never really find it in himself to actually say no to you two. You were pretty much his number one regular, and he grew to be quite fond of Akira. Sojiro always thought that you two worked well with each other, not that he’d say it out loud.

Akira reluctantly moves his hand away, going ahead to make you a cup of your favourite drink. You rest your elbow against the counter, leaning your head on an open palm. Eyes slowly closed with a peaceful expression on your face. The aroma of coffee in the air is comforting, especially with the calming atmosphere in the small establishment now that the customers all left.

“I’m closing up shop. Make sure to keep your mischief behind closed doors.” the man said before finishing up his duties and taking his leave.

“Oh, Lady (Y/N), are you spending the night?” asks Morgana, coming down from the stairs. Jumping onto the counter, he then slides into your lap, giving a purr of approval when you scratched behind his ear.

“Yeah,” you answer. “Is that okay with you, Morgana? I remember when that old mattress used to be cramped with all three of us together.”

It was no secret that you actually hated Akira’s makeshift bed. If it should even be called that. It was just a single sized mattress with two large crates holding it up. The frizzy haired male’s blanket wasn’t even all that thick enough for a chilly winter. When you came to his room for the first time, your attention could only be trained on how poor his sleeping conditions were. You didn’t hold back from telling your lover that it wasn’t good for him to continue slumbering on it for nights on end.

Akira understood what you meant, it wasn’t the greatest thing to sleep on but decent enough. He really doesn’t get tons of rest anyways because of all his dream trips to the Velvet Room.

If there was one pet peeve Akira could only list out about you regarding anyone, is that you hated slouchers. He did have an instinctive habit of lowering his posture as trying to avoid any attention the other students were always giving him. But after bonding with you, Akira soon learned to straighten his back better. It was just one of the things that you’ve helped him out with. Whether it was big or small, the two of you were always able to balance each other well, taking notes of any bad habits.

You especially didn’t hold back from talking to Sojiro about Akira’s bed issue. Holding a dissatisfied expression strong enough to make even the older man nervous. Futaba even chimed in, supporting your opinion on the matter. A week later, the young wildcard finally got a functional and real bed to sleep in with Sojiro’s permission, along with you and the phantom thieves’ help. Though Haru mostly stepped up to the plate as a token of gratitude for helping her.

“You don’t need Morgana’s permission for that, love.” Akira says lightly, handing you the drink he finished making. Which caused Morgana to give the teen a small look of annoyance, to which the male responded with a tease of a smile.

“Can’t you two behave?” you ask with a slight hint of amusement in your voice.

Akira had taken notice of the light bags under your eyes that seemed to dim down, your movements were more sluggish. A frown seemed to be more permanent on your lips. His brows furrowed at the thought, his mind tracing back to anything else you’ve been off about.

During school when you and the noiret were able to spend some time together, which was rare considering the meet ups with the others, you’d lay your head on his shoulder for a short nap. He had no complaints, happy to share these moments with you, no matter how ordinary it was. But you looked so drained and downtrodden for the past few days. Your eyes were a bit hollow, body tense until you’re in close range of Akira’s presence. Despite his obvious worry, he was nevertheless happy that you were more at ease and honest of your feelings with him.

The two of you never really needed to talk in order to understand what was going in your lives. Physical contact was the strongest love language in your relationship. There was never a moment where you didn’t know the troubles going on in your lives, even when apart.

It seems strange to have that knowledge when it came to experiencing romance for the first time. Everything was new and unfamiliar. That’s usually what sparked the saying that first love doesn’t usually last. But when it came to you and Akira, it all felt natural, working like a blend of colours.

Finishing his final task for the day, the frizzy haired male took off his apron and walked around the counter to stand beside you. He quickly thought of a plan set in his mind to make you feel better. Morgana jumped off your lap, letting you rise to your feet. Your cup now empty and put away.

Akira gave you a soft smile as you leaned your body onto his arm, placing a cheek to his shoulder. Ignoring Morgana’s complaint of acting like lovebirds in front of him, the noiret pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“Come on, Treasure. I have something for you.” Akira said softly.

Looking slightly confused, you nevertheless agreed, going up to the attic once Akira turned off the lights, taking yoour bag with you. Morgana trailing not so far behind.

“What is it?” you ask, looking around the room before his face.

“You’ll see.” is all he responds with, a hint of mischief in his tone.

“I’ll leave you two alone for now.” said Morgana before giving his leader a stern look. “You can do whatever you want, but I’m coming back for curfew, got it?” he empathized before making his way back downstairs.

Akira lets out a sigh, “He’s always so strict.”

One side at the edge of your lips moved upwards in form of a small half smile. “Well someone has to keep an eye on you.” you replied lightly. “Morgana’s responsible is all.”

The frizzy haired male looks to your face now, gray eyes twinkling behind those false spectacles of his. “Why would I have him to do that when you’re here instead?” Akira says, tone a bit flirty. He held up your hand that he still held in his grasp up to his mouth, laying a kiss against the back of your palm.

Your cheeks dusted a bit pink, finding it hard to look at his face. Akira was a true trickster, no doubt. To many others, he was calm and rational, keeping an expression that was hard to tell what he was feeling. But he knew how to read others and communicate with a variety of people. Though Akira may not seem like it, his leadership skills always showed at an appropriate time. In Mementos however, his personality took a shift. His Joker side came out, confident and suave with a level head no matter the situation. He was also more flirty, which is always directed towards you, in or out of the Metaverse. He really was like Arsène in many ways.

It told you enough that Akira was as comfortable around you as you were to him. And that fact brought butterflies in your stomach every time.

Akira lets go of your hand once the two of you stood in the middle of the attic. He takes your bag for you, putting it beside his bed. When he was reached near his desk, he removes his glasses, placing them on top. The noiret then fishes out his phone, turning it on he starts scrolling through it, seemingly looking for something.

You tilt your head, brows furrowed at your boyfriend’s actions, but decided to let him do whatever he had planned.

It only took a moment, but once Akira found what he was looking for, his let out a small smile. A slow song began to play out loud from his phone, surprising you slightly. It was soft and mellow, creating a relaxing atmosphere over the silence of the room.

The noiret then turns and walks over to you. Standing directly in front of you, you could see Akira’s face more clearly now that those black frames were gone. There was a loving expression on him, gray eyes twinkling as the smile on his lips stayed.

With an open hand reaching out to you, his other forearm went behind his back. Akira gave a slight bow, where his forehead almost touched yours. His attention only on you, observing the small confusion you held at his gesture.

“Care for a dance, Treasure?” he asks.

Staring at your lover’s offer for a second, you accept, placing your own hand on top of his. A sudden shyness overtaking you when he pulls you closer. Akira moves your arms to wrap his shoulders while he held onto your waist.

The two of you danced slowly in sync to the gentle flow of the song. His cheek rested on top of your head as your ear was pressed to his chest, paying close attention to his heartbeat. Akira’s embrace was warm and inviting as it always was.

Your eyes closed at the tender moment shared between you. By this point the night was beginning to set, a soft light shining on you and Akira from the window. The scenery made it even more tranquil and everything sweet that left you wanting to melt. If you could only do anything forever with him, this would be it.

Akira then gives you a twirl, which transitions to a dip. Staring into each other’s eyes, love is reflected between them, faces soft and unburdened.

“I love you, Treasure.” Akira whispers.

“I love you, Wildcard.” you say back.

He brings you back up, reaching one hand to rub the back of your head as the other rested on your lower back. Akira leans his forehead to touch yours, this was the part where you felt nothing but contentment.

Morgana pops his head up to check in after a while. When he saw the small waltz you two were doing, he couldn’t help but look relaxed. He kept his distance to not ruin the moment, choosing to wait until the dance was over to come in.

“You really know how to get to my heart, huh?” you said with a small giggle.

Akira smiles pleasantly, gaze holding the playfulness of his phantom thief counterpart as he admired the sky light. “Of course, what thief would I be if I didn’t know my Treasure?” Your lips soon connect, moving slow yet passionate, attention solely on each other as everything faded into the background.

“When you need me I’ll be there. Okay?” says Akira when you two pull back to take a breath. “You don’t have to hold back when you’re with me, no matter how ugly it is.”

You look at him in wonder for a moment, understanding that he referred to the bad times you’ve been feeling lately. Akira really was something else. Your eyes soon became glassy, a deep exhale coming out as you throw your arms around his neck to pull him closer. Akira reciprocates it just as strongly. It feels like a huge weight has been lifted from your being, letting you be completely open with him.

“I won’t.” you assure before the two of you continued with your dance, basking in each other’s touch through the night.

have you been doing alright lately? we haven't heard from you in a while

Oh, I’m fine. To be honest, I’ve just been taking time off from writing because of some writer’s block, unwillingly unmotivated to put thought into text, and other things in my personal life like my side job. I really do plan to get myself back into this blog and my Entwined Hearts story because I do have the same passion for them as when I first started. And that includes making those requests that haven’t been posted yet.

I won’t be inactive indefinitely, rest assured. When I come back I’ll be finishing Entwined Hearts’ chapter 16 first and then move on to write one of the requests. Though I can’t completely guarantee the plan will be followed through.

And thank you for the kind question.

Desk Work

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Female Reader

Summary: You persuade your hardworking boyfriend to take a break. He more than happily accepts your way of unwinding him.

One-shot

Content: Slight fluff, romance, established relationship, stress relief, oral sex, vaginal sex, desk sex, creampie, minor praise kink.

Warnings: Sexual content, smut, NSFW, mild language.

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Laying mindlessly on Akira's bed, your (e/c) eyes went from the window to him working on his desk. The noiret was occupied in making picklocks for the Phantom Thieves' next heist. Morgana had chosen to stay with Futaba for the night at your request, while also promising to have Akira go to bed on time. so everything were relatively quiet.

A frown settles on your lips as you silently watched your boyfriend's back. As the leader, it was natural for him to be busy with prioritizing school and thieving. But lately you've noticed how tired he's gotten, his day to day schedule seemed to be more packed than usual, along with the small signs of stress he was giving off. This was why you had asked Morgana to give you some privacy. You knew Akira as much as he knew himself, and being a workaholic was one of them. As of this moment he had been working for almost two hours, which was enough for you to take over. If anyone could persuade him, it was you, his girlfriend.

Sitting up and standing on your socked feet, you slowly make your way to him. Akira, being so attentive to his task, didn't notice you approach.

Just an inch apart from behind him, you lean down to wrap your arms around his neck, making him pause. "You've been at this for a while now." you softly say. "How about a break?"

"There's still a few things I need to go over, then I'm done. It'll be quick." Akira assured, accepting your embrace with a small smile.

Remaining unswayed as you knew it would be far from quick, you brush some of Akira's curly locks away to lay a kiss on his temple. You continue the action, transitioning from his cheek to his jaw, which had him instinctively incline to you. The corners of your lips turned upwards, eyes brightening as an idea came to your mind.

Pulling away from the male, he gives a small look of disappointment before it changed to one of curious interest as you went to stand in front of him. Since Akira knew he wasn’t going to be able to turn down your affections.

Moving to sit on his lap with your legs hanging either side, Akira didn't hesitate to welcome you in. Placing a hand on your hips, he moved one to cup the back of your neck, pulling your face to his to mesh a kiss. You wrapped your arms around Akira's shoulders as the both of you thought nothing but each other. The noiret pressed on with a bit more force, like he was deprived of your lips for so long. The faint sounds of the streets and cars going by were left as buzzing background noises. Giving a small moan against your lip-lock, you felt the blissfulness of his touch. But soon you broke apart, taking in deep breaths of air as your half-lidded gazes met.

"You are a sneak, you know that." Akira breathed out, rubbing a thumb over your cheek.

You deliver a cheeky grin from his comment, "Take a break." you repeat. "You've worked long enough."

"I can never say no to you, can I?" he chuckles.

"You really can't." your eyes gleam.

Leaning up to kiss you once again, you stop his movements by pressing a finger to his lips. Seeing his confused expression, you merely give another smile as you got up from his lap and sat on your knees in front of him. Akira's charcoal colored eyes widened upon realizing what you were doing. A light blush came on his face. This wasn't the first time you two have been intimate before, having gone all the way a few times, but it was still a fresh thing in your relationship. Your boyfriend scooted up a bit and and laid back on his chair, invested in how this would play out.

Raising yourself up enough while still kneeling, you move to his pelvis and kissed the crotch of his Shujin plaid pants. Akira kept still, holding a light shudder at the feeling. Focusing, you rub a palm over his groin, with your nose grazing the top. Akira could almost squirm as his length slowly gave in to your touch, arousing.

You then unbuttoned and zipped down his pants, pushing the slit of his underwear aside, his light-hard shaft sprang up in your direction. Akira's attention was completely on you, sensing a shiver at the excited and loving way you looked at his length. His head slumped when you sweetly kissed the tip before brushing your lips along the rest. You pressed multiple kisses everywhere, including his balls that had Akira writhing.

Finally making your back to the tip, you stick your tongue out and give his erected cock a lick, to which your boyfriend let out a pleased groan. Lazily gazing up at his face, you made open sloppy kisses before sucking the head. Akira let out another groan, tilting back with closed eyes, jaw slacking. He then reached out and tangled his hand in your hair, caressing it as you took more of him in your mouth. With his impressive size, it would've taken some practice to get all of him, but you had plenty of time to get to know his body. Taking even more, it wasn't long until you reached his pelvis, lips almost touching his balls.

Akira moaned at the warmth of your throat, blissed out as you began bobbing your head. Your tongue swirled around his cock like a savored treat, hands gripping the waistband of his pants. The noiret used his hand to help you move, gently taking control.

Watching his expression, you used a hand to massage his balls while moaning yourself, causing him to shudder and groan more at the vibrations. You knew just how Akira liked it. All he could focus on was the pleasure and the way you were worshipping his cock. He felt a knot in his stomach as you hollowed your cheeks, never faltering from the pace. Akira soon gasped and a loud moan came when his cum soon went down your throat. You eagerly drink it all up, making sure not to miss a drop, the warmth of his orgasm enveloped your gullet. You really did love the taste of him.

When he was finished, you slowly pull away, saliva connecting your mouth with his shaft as you listened to him pant from his release. Taking a few breaths, you gave a small smile before pressing one last kiss to the tip.

"Feeling more relaxed, Aki?" you softly ask with a head tilt, licking your lips.

Your boyfriend's steel eyes were glazed over, pupils blown out as he stared down at you in your kneeling position.

"C'mere." his low, mellow voice quietly said, bringing you to your feet to crash your lips together in a passionate and messy lip-lock. Pushing his own tongue in your mouth, he could make out the leftover taste of himself. You let out a muffled mewl as you melt into Akira, with him smiling against you in response. His hanged out cock was brushing your upper thigh under the skirt of your school uniform. You could already tell that he was still hard and craving for more.

Parting, Akira quickly turns you around and bends you over his desk. You gasped at the sudden action, but immediately get into it as you arched your back and raised your hips for him. Akira's gaze racks over your form with hungered lust, admiring your body.

He raises his hands to either sides of your thighs, trailing up to reach your skirt that almost gave him a glimpse of your panties. Flipping the fabric to your waist, Akira let out an appreciated sigh as he groped your ass cheeks with each hand, enjoying the softness. He then went ahead and slipped your underwear down to the floor, leaving your bare slit vulnerable to his sight.

Akira easily saw the small dampness of your panties and your core wetting. He brought a finger in and touched your folds, rubbing them before prodding his digit inside. You rested your head sideways on his desk, body moving along with his touch. A moan slips passed you as Akira added another, slowly thrusting both inside you easily. It went on for a minute until he took his fingers out and sucked them clean, humming at your taste.

With his cock hard and ready, he grabbed ahold of it and aligned the head to your slicked folds. With eager anticipation, Akira slammed his entire length into your pussy, making you push your head back with a loud moan. He began a rapid pace, roughly crashing his pelvis against your ass as he thrusted. Your mind could only go blank as you delve into the euphoria. Akira was relentless, quick to put in deep force. He was letting go and not holding back, having been stressed for some time. Between school, Phantom Thief work, and confidant ranking, he needed a way to relieve the pressure. Especially with being the leader of the rising famed group, Akira had a full plate in his hands. And you, his lovely girlfriend, knew just what to do to help him.

The sounds of skin slapping skin echoed the attic, including your moans and the grunts from Akira. With your walls squeezing him as he kept the pace, you made him feel undeniably good. You go to reciprocate, trying to meet his thrusts as you both basked in the pleasure. A smirk slowly spreads on Akira’s lips at how responsive you were to him, letting him ravage you like this. Hands grasping your hips, Akira went even faster, almost animalistic in the way he continued slamming his cock against your pussy. You couldn't pay attention to anything else but your boyfriend. The size of his length, the shape, the pace, it all felt overwhelmingly blissful.

"Good girl. That's my good girl~" he moans. "Taking my cock so well, you love it when I fuck you, right?"

"Yeessss!" you cry, eyes rolling back before they closed, a small trail of drool going down your chin. "Feels so good, 'Kira!"

"Treasure," groaned the noiret.

Feeling you tighten more at his praising, he leaned over you to stuff his face against your neck, reveling in your sweet scent. Your moans keep spilling when Akira thrusted deeper, crying out when his cock hit your cervix over and over again. He was also quick reach over and rub your clit fast, making you reel and wiggle in his embrace.

"I-I'm gonna—"

"Let go," Akira whispered in your ear. "Cum for me, love."

Instantly your body listened to him, trapped by his melodic deep voice and the pleasure of his cock. With another cry, you came, walls clamping down on him as your cum drenched his shaft. Riding out your orgasm, Akira made quicker and deeper thrusts before he slammed into you one more time, semen spilling inside your womb and filling you to the brim. You groaned as the warmth flooded your stomach, body slumping with only Akira's desk supporting your weight.

Akira lay kisses onto the side of your face, sweetly massaging your back. His room smelled of sex now, not that it bothered either of you, it would fade soon.

"I'm feeling much better now." Akira murmurs, his own body at ease. "Thank you, Treasure."

A giggle slips passed you at the adoring nickname he reserved for you. "I'm glad you are. I love you."

"I love you, too." he smiled warmly, face soft as he turned your head to press a firm kiss on your lips.

Pulling his shaft out, Akira admired the small dribble of his cum leaking out of your slit. Helping you stand back up to face him, he leaned down to kiss your forehead. But what he did next surprised you as he lifted you up to sit on his desk this time, spreading your legs out as he sat back on his chair with his wet length tucked back in.

Akira reached out and pushed your shirt up, with you helping him take it off completely. He then went to undo your bra with swiftness, having practiced on you plenty enough. Seeing your breasts in front of his very eyes, Akira bit his bottom lip before descending down on you. Encasing your right nipple in his mouth, he dragged his tongue to sweep over the bud until he began to suck. Not leaving your left breast out, he brought his hand to pinch and grope it.

Your head tilted back as you moaned at the pleasure Akira was delivering.

"'Kiirra~"

Taking his mouth away with a pop, Akira cupped both of your breasts and pushed them together, licking over both of them. You brought a hand to grasp his soft black frizzy hair, pushing his face closer to your bust.

"I think you deserve something more." he spoke mischievously, pulling an inch away as he rubbed the insides of your thighs that slowly went up higher and higher. The expression on your boyfriend's face was one you recognized all too well in the Metaverse. It only meant one thing. Akira's Joker side was coming out to play.

"Just sit back and enjoy the show, Treasure."

Cafés & Intimate Moments

Fandom(s): Arsène Lupin - Maurice Leblanc/Persona 5

Arsène/Arsène Lupin x Fem Reader

Summary: It isn’t the coffee that makes this infamous gentleman thief come back again and again to the local café in town, but the cute owner that runs it. And true to his occupation, he doesn’t waste any time to state his goal.

Drabble

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, secret relationship, flirting, pining, cafés, coffee, coffee shops, café owner Reader.

Warnings: None.

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”Chérie,” Arsène lowly whispers in your ear, brushing a strand of hair away as he cradled you face in his hands.

You can’t help but lean into his warm touch, eyes closed as you soaked in his presence. The café was closed for the day, with dawn about to set in. It’s at that time where a particular thief comes to visit you. As guile and stealthy as ever, the man showed no skills of an amateur, making sure to not get caught during his routinely crusades.

The coffee you made for him earlier was almost empty, resting on the counter as he came around to stand with you. Despite the danger of possible arrest for associating with the notorious Arsène Lupin, more so having intimate relations, the two of you showed no care in the world.

Arsène goes to rub his nose with yours, the heat of his coffee breath fanning your flushed cheeks. “Vous avez ce monsieur amoureux de vous, mon doux propriétaire.” [1.]

”Tant qu'il n'y a que moi, mon voleur sournois.” [2.] you quietly respond, lips now brushing his.

“Juste toi, trésor.” [3.] Arsène soon closes the gap between your lips, enveloping you in the taste of the sweet coffee you made him.

𝖤𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝖳𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇:

[1.] “𝖵𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗓 𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗎𝗑 𝖽𝖾 𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗌, 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝗑 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾.” (𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗈𝗋.)

[2.] “𝖳𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗊𝗎'𝗂𝗅 𝗇'𝗒 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗂, 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝗏𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗈𝗂𝗌.” (𝖠𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖾, 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝖾𝖿.)

[3.] “𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗂, 𝖳𝗋𝖾́𝗌𝗈𝗋.” (𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖳𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾.)

You're actually the first person I've seen write for arsene or arsene and akira with reader! I didnt know there were others, but you created an impact on me atleast ^^

I would say that I’m just the scratch beneath the surface, or the tip of the Joker & Arsène iceberg if you will. There’s so many older stories about Arsène and Satanael, more than you would think.

I learned about it on AO3 as I delved into reading more P5 Joker x Reader. Writers like TheHuggamugCafe, DragonsInkwell, Freebird97, and more have done lots of work about these characters. They gave me a sort of inspiration to try the same.

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Fem Reader

Summary: With the two of you being busy with school, thieving, and hanging out with friends, there hasn’t been enough time for just you both lately. Luckily, now you have it.

Drabble

Content: Fluff, romance, light petting, resolved sexual tension, pre-relationship, groping, touching, consensual.

Warnings: Mild sexual content/smut/NSFW.

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“R-Ren…” you breathe out softly as you feel his warmth over your skin. A blush blooming your cheeks.

A light hum is what answers you as your leader moves a bigger hand to squeeze your breast. The other has travelled down and lightly rubbed between your legs over your dress.

You were completely topless, all bare for Ren to see. While the bottom of your dress was hiked up, barely covering your panties as he was positioned with your legs on either side of him. This wasn’t exactly what you expected when the quiet noiret led you inside his room. Being pushed down on his bed as he smoothly made your body give in to his touch.

There always seemed to be some tension happening between you and your Joker. Not the kind where you didn’t get along, because you two always connected well together. It was the kind where when silence passes over you, your bodies are the ones making conversation. His intense gray eyes hidden behind those fake spectacles leered at you in a way that made you nervous to look back. How you made a habit in getting close to him more than your friends. Whenever you both sat beside each other now, he would reach out under the table to rub your thigh, from it being harmless affection to sneakily going near your folds, but not actually doing so. Ren would even trail his lips down your neck to your shoulder, barely touching, it gave you shivers in want.

He was so daring, it made you barely think. You can hardly ever say no to your leader when he’s become all you’ve craved for.

“It’s been some time since we were together.” Ren whispered in your ear with his low pitched voice. He then presses his lips against yours, going sensual and deep, it left your head spinning. “You look so good when you’re blushing so vibrantly.”

“Mmm~” you let out as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him so you’re chest to chest.

He gives you a soft chuckle as he slips his tongue to greet yours. Pushing the kiss into something more erotic.

”I’m happy that you only let me touch you like this.” purred Ren. He pinches around your areola, causing a squeak to escape you. “Always so devoted to your leader, it just makes me want to repay it tenfold.”

One of his hands goes underneath your bunched up dress and rubs your folds over your panties. Ren’s mouth is now moving over your neck, sucking enough for hickeys to show soon. You can’t help but let out a moan with the things he’s doing. It’s hard to say what kind of relationship you have with your Trickster. It was never outspoken that you were lovers. But you certainly aren’t just friends, it’s so much more than that.

”Touch me more, Ren..” you say with a slight pleading tone. “I want to feel you.”

”You’ll feel me, baby.” he promised. “Let me take my time loving you, okay? It’s been too long since I could, so nothing will take that away from me now.”

The noiret then moves to take his shirt off as you pant out from his petting and caresses. “You’re so wet, it makes me flattered.” He pushes a thumb to your pearl, it brings your legs to tighten their hold on his hips.

Ren’s head is to your chest, trailing sloppy kisses until he’s sucking each breasts. His hand rubbing your clothed slit at a much faster pace.

”R-Ren! Ren!” you can’t help but chant as your moans come out even more. Your hands go to run over his own bare skin, trying to memorize what his body feels like.

You can easily feel him smile against your skin.

“Be ready for my next move, love.” Ren spoke softly, his lips touching yours. “It might overwhelm you.”

He smashes a rougher, more passionate kiss, one you reciprocate greatly. It’s then that you sense his fingers peeling off your panties that made you realize how much time you both will be needing.