Desk Work

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."

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Red Hoodie

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x GN Reader

Summary: It wasn’t a secret to one another that you share clothes. But Ren’s heart can’t help but swell when seeing you wear his every time.

Drabble

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, domesticity.

Warnings: None.

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The scent of coffee came through your nose as you took a deep breath. There was always something so warm and comforting about smelling coffee in the morning. And you can’t help but feel a sense of peace from it, it was a welcoming reminder of your boyfriend. You could always find the scent of coffee on him when you cuddled or came beside him.

Rubbing your eyes, you let out a small groan as you stretched under the covers. Your body felt a bit sore last night as you and Ren doted on each other. It was always so meaningful with him, but also as much of a wildcard as he really was. It was those intimate moments where he showed his Joker side in the real world that gave you a thrill every time.

Knowing that the quiet teen was downstairs helping Sojiro, you took a minute to lay on his bed, unmoving before getting up and putting some clothes on. It was at that time you decided to raid Ren’s wardrobe for a shirt.

Your eyes lit up as you found a red oversized hoodie under one of his turtlenecks. Ren had bought it in Tokyo as he needed a change of the typical casual outfits he usually wore. You loved seeing him in it, it matched the aesthetic he unknowingly made for himself. Ren could really pull off a lot of looks if he tried.

Grabbing a hold of the hoodie you eagerly put it on, taking a sniff of the fabric. It was unworn and clean, but still smelled like your lover all the same.

Reaching for your pants, you heard a pair footsteps before a knock on the door. Knowing who it was, you voice a “Come in”, leading to Ren himself going inside with a cup of coffee and a plate of curry.

Ren’s gray eyes could only stay on you as he put the food on his desk. “Hey, Treasure.” he said sweetly in that smooth, deep, gentle voice of his.

“Ren~” you say, going over to wrap your arms around his middle. The noiret returns the gesture, holding you close to his chest as he put his chin on top of your head. He rubbed your back with a hum.

“I see you’ve found my hoodie,” he mused, pulling apart to look down at you.

You let out a shrug, “It was just waiting to be worn.”

Ren gives a chuckle, holding a soft expression. “You’re beautiful in it, Treasure.”

Your face flushes at his compliment. He always knew what to say, the sly flirt. “You say that about everything I wear.” you playfully chided.

The lanky male runs a hand through your hair, face showing nothing but adoration. “Well it’s true, with or without clothes.” he grins at the light smack on his arm you gave him, enjoying the way you tried to stop your cheeks from turning pink. “And you know me…” Ren leans down to your ear. “when something catches a thief’s eye, they take it.” Standing upright, he grabs your hand and gives you a twirl. “I just happened to nab a lovely Treasure in red. My red, that is.”

Ren finally moves to press his lips to yours, kissing slowly. “You’re so adorable in my clothes, darling.” he whispered against your mouth. “Now, breakfast in bed? I have a new flavour of coffee I think you’ll like.”

You let out a warm smile, “I’d love to try it.”

Bond of a Gentleman Thief

*Requested by: @chapik123 | AU where Arsène becomes his own being both in and out of the Metaverse.

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Fem Reader

Arsène & Fem Reader/Phantom Thieves of Hearts

Summary: A typical relaxing day in the Phantom Thieves’ lives with Joker’s former Persona, Arsène. And as once a part of their leader, he loves you just the same.

One-Shot

Content: Fluff, romance, humour, alternate universe, playful flirting, platonic relationships, established relationship.

Warnings: None.

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If Joker had known that the strange Shadow they were facing gave random status effects—one of which could separate a Persona from its' user, he would've taken the time to reconsider his targets. This was not what he and everyone else were expecting when they decided to do some training in Mementos.

When Noir had been hit, she was influenced by Sleep in the middle of the fight. Skull was taken by Freeze, and Panther had Paralyze. It was a prolonging battle, but just as Joker made his All-Out Attack, the Shadow somehow landed a direct blow in exchange.

"Joker!" Mona shouts as the other thieves looked at their leader in worry. Joker's chest felt tight, along with a strange headache. He had to lower himself to the ground so he wouldn't collapse from his condition.

You immediately rushed to his side and supported him as he tried to gather his bearings.

"Aki..?" you spoke softly as your brows furrowed in concern. Saying his real name showed your deep worry for him.

"I.." he trailed off, clutching his shirt and holding a hand to his forehead.

The team gathered around to check on him, all three status effects had already been removed, but they didn't know what was happening to their leader.

"I don't know what's going on! These readings don't make sense!" Oracle exclaimed.

Suddenly, Joker's mask began to light up in familiar blue flames before it went over to the rest of his body, leaving you to let him go, backing away with your teammates as the fire became larger.

"What the hell..?!" Skull says in shock.

Chains had suddenly sprouted up, and soon the large flames moved from Joker's body, towering over him instead. Arsène's black wings came out and dispersed the fire completely, leaving the Persona to fully appear.

"Arsène..?" you let out in confusion.

"But Joker didn't even take off his mask!" exclaims Mona, wide eyed. "A Persona can't just show up on its own!"

Joker's pain had now faded away, and he was able to stand up again. You went and helped him, putting his arm over your shoulders to support his weight. Joker was now facing his first Persona in the eyes, disbelieving when seeing the sight for himself.

It was after that that Akira's life took a turn. He was always able to feel Arsène at the forefront of his mind outside the Metaverse. The noiret could sense the Persona's reaction to certain things. Like when he checked out an Arsène Lupin book from the library the first time or when you'd come over to see him alone in Leblanc or out on a date around Tokyo. Akira figured that the reason for Arsène's fond reaction to you was because of his own feelings.

From what Mona and Igor had told him, Personas are the manifestation of thought that comes from deep inside a person's heart. And there wasn't a doubt that Akira’s love for you was the same, he never thought that his Personas would be kind of influenced from it.

"You're going to be late for school if you don't go now~" Arsène says lightly, fiery eyes glowing with a bit of mirth. Akira wasn't sure if he could still reach into his mind like he used to.

After what happened in Mementos two weeks ago, it came to the thieves' realization that Arsène had somehow separated himself from Akira. He could appear in the real world on his own, which startled the group greatly when they saw him show up after a flash of blue flames in Leblanc one day. Morgana needed to take a breather when it happened.

No one was sure if Arsène still counted as a Persona anymore with how materialistic he was. Luckily, to Sojiro and other civilians Arsène was invisible. They couldn't see, hear, or feel him in any way. Morgana theorized that it was most likely because of the Metaverse. Since the thieves have been there and were Persona users, it'd make sense that they'd be the only ones to notice him. Futaba thought to call Arsène a ghost for it. Ryuji went for demon, considering how the former Persona still had a connection to Akira, the noiret was probably a lifeline for his existence still.

Having Arsène around wasn't a bad thing, he never showed up during class or out in the open when Akira and Morgana went out on errands. But he would pop up occasionally when Phantom Thief business would be discussed or to just have a leisure hangout. Plus, he helped the Wildcard in increasing his Charm and Kindness. You enjoyed his flirting and doting either way.

What turned out to be a random team up with Akira's Persona had become a unique and fitting dynamic friendship with everyone.

"Okay, so Operation Babe Hunt was a fail, but this time we have a shot!" Ryuji said enthusiastically. It was the weekend, so the group came together to spend time in Shibuya. The girls went off to do some window shopping, which included bringing a reluctant you along with.

"But why am I here? I already have a girlfriend." Akira reminded blankly. Though he knew you wouldn't take Ryuji's dating search seriously.

"I know." the blond groaned. "What's with our leader having all the luck?"

"Is this really something important enough that we have to do again?" asked Yusuke, uninterested. "I would've much preferred going to see any art supplies that can be sold here."

"I don't understand why I'm here either." Akechi added with arms crossed, hiding his irritation behind a smile. "If you haven't noticed, I have some paperwork to get to."

"Oh come on!" Ryuji says, eyes begging. "You can't just leave me on my own, this is a group effort." he turns to Akira. "Besides, since you already have a girl, you could be the wingman."

Akira's face doesn't change, "Why not just ask Arsène?"

The Persona appears as soon as his name was mentioned, startling Ryuji. "To catch a woman's attention should begin with a gentleman's behaviour.”

"That's asking a lot for Ryuji." Morgana comments, sticking his head out of Akira's bag.

"Like you have any room to talk." retorts Ryuji. "For a so called gentleman yourself, you can't seem to turn the cat charm on Ann."

The feline gave a fierce glare, ears pointed up. "I'd be better than a brute."

"You—"

"Let's settle down, yes?"Arsène interrupted calmly, flapping his wings forward in between Akira and Ryuji. "There's no need for such a dispute."

"You can finish your petty little fight out of the public eye." Akechi stated bluntly. "It would make things much easier for us to not be stared at like freak shows."

Ryuji just stared at the male, annoyed. "I figured the Detective Prince would be a total chick magnet, but thinking about it now, it was probably a bad idea."

"I would think that Arsène's opinion on gaining a relationship would be a preferred choice." Yusuke inputs thoughtfully. "His assistance has helped (Y/N) and our leader's own romance grow further."

Akira's body slightly jolts as he turns to the artist a little frazzled. Yusuke had admired the love between you when you both revealed to your friends that you were dating. He even made a few painting of you and Akira modelling for him as inspiration. Of course Arsène came to see them, including the process. Together they were an unique pair. They bonded with their formal speech, and the perspectives Arsène gave him in art.

"We're not in the 20th century." Ryuji declined. He wasn't about to have Akira's old Persona/demon coach him in the ways of getting a girl. The two came into banter over Ryuji's habits, like slouching and way of speaking, though not seriously butting heads.

"You wound me, monsieur." chuckled Arsène. "Ladies still do find chivalry to be an attractive trait."

"Ugh..." The blond's face remained flat when gazing at the demon levitating above them.

"This is going to take a while.." Akira says to the other males as they watched Arsène and Ryuji bicker back and forth again.

"You looked like you had a fun time." you say amusedly, standing in his room.

"That's one word to describe it." your boyfriend sighed, lying on his bed, face free of his fake spectacles.

Your friends had gone out to gather their things for a studying session. As the first to arrive, you went to meet with Akira.

You give a small sympathetic smile as you walked up to him, taking a seat while placing his head on your lap. Akira held a look of contentment and softness at you. Your hand moved to run through his soft messy black tresses, you found a love for touching his fluffy hair.

Akira glides his own hand into yours before lacing your fingers together. Turning your intertwined hand to where he was faced with the back of your palm, the noiret pressed an affectionate kiss to it. A light blush rose to your cheeks at the gesture.

"Always the romantic, huh?" you said, heart fluttering.

"For my Treasure, definitely." he responds, tons nonchalant, the casual debonair that he was.

You lean down close enough to where your noses lightly touched. Akira's other hand came to cup your cheek, encouraging you further to his lips. Just as you two were about to kiss, a familiar presence came to his room.

"Of course, he has some help along the way, chérie." Arsène spoke, humour in his fiery eyes as he disrupted the moment.

Akira groaned quietly as his head plopped back to your lap. "It's nice to see you again, Arsène." you greet calmly, with a faint regaled smile.

He bowed with a hand to his chest, "It is always a pleasure to be graced by your arrival, chère rosé."

The noiret eyes the demon sharply, "Hey, there's only one phantom thief in her life you know."

The entity only lets out a laugh, "Ah, there is no need for agression, you are my creator after all. My adoration for our dame voleuse is from your own heart, I assure you." with the flap of his wings, Arsène is in front of you and Akira. He takes his clawed hand and holds your human one, fragile and all flesh. He delivers his own kiss to it, where the flames behind his piercing smile gave you a gentle brush.

"No Trésor could compare." cooed Arsène.

You give an expression of amusement, you were used to Arsène's natural cunning and flirtatious behavior. He showed the most personality out of all of Akira's Personas. When Arsène brought this side of him to the team the first few times, they weren't sure if he was serious or playful.

Ann was taken aback by it, replying with dry responses to his words before getting used to how it was just who he was. She helped settle the demon down from his eccentrics. He and Haru became close over their dark tones that hid behind kind demeanours. Makoto gave lighthearted debates over law with him. Futaba adored the former Persona, in both fascination and personal likeness. She wanted to broaden his views of modern life. And Arsène displayed a more softer side towards the youngest member, they made a mischievous pair.

But of course, there was you. You were the Wildcard's lover, the object of his affection. Arsène wondered if you knew just how strongly the boy felt for you. You were sweet to the ones closest to you, whether it was noticeable or not. A formidable and reliable Persona user who always had her teammates' back. Akira has never loved anyone in the past as much as he loves you now. And you shared the same feelings, it wasn’t exaggeration for you to claim that no one could beat Akira in your love life.

Arsène naturally held some of Akira's love for you when he separated from him. Which meant that no matter the bonds he had with the girls, which are genuine to him, the demon would always be devoted to you. He shared Akira's romanticism, proving a close resemblance to the Arsène Lupin from the books with his gentlemanly manners. The former Persona's charm was filled with honest adoration. You took it in fondness for him, finding light humour in his antics as well, including his teasing to the noiret for doing so. You'd even play along to Arsène's jest, which made him consider you a femme fatale in those moments. It allured both him and Akira upon this side of you.

"That can be debatable." the noiret says impassively, narrowly gazing at Arsène.

"There's never a dull moment with you two." you muse, shaking your head.

Soon Morgana came in, his paws lightly pattering against the stairs as he made his way up. "Hey Joker, Akechi's here. He says he wants to talk to you about something. He seems.. disgruntled." the feline's face showed a look of pleasant surprise when noticing you. "Oh, Lady (Y/N)! I didn't realize you were here so soon."

"Hey, Mona." you slightly wave. Akira reluctantly sits up, away from your lap. He scratches his head, feeling exasperated over the double interruptions.

"Akechi never misses a cue, huh?" Akira replies dryly, a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

A small laugh escapes you when seeing Akira's pout. To make your boyfriend's mood better, you give a kiss to his cheek. "We can spend time together later. You should go see what Akechi wants, you know how he is with you."

Akira's lips make a line, looking only half unmotivated to go, but his steel eyes soften for you as he stands up and adjusts his clothes a bit. You turn to Morgana with inviting arms, to which he happily accepts, scampering into your embrace.

"A friendship like theirs wouldn't be without settling oppositions." remarks Arsène. The rivalry between those two boys was basically the foundation of their relationship.

"That's an understatement." you sigh.

The noiret puts his glasses back on, moving towards you, he holds his hand out. You take it, both gazing at each other sweetly. It left you to carry Morgana with one arm as you both made it downstairs; Arsène following behind.

Akechi was seated at the bar as Sojiro stood behind it, going over his daily task. When seeing you all, the older man gestured his head to the detective.

"I'll leave you guys to talk, I'm closing up so make sure everything is clean and tidy after your friends are gone. Don't forget to lock up." and after a few minutes, Sojiro flipped the door sign closed and left.

"Pardon the intrusion." spoke Akechi, holding an easygoing smile. "I hope I didn't disrupt you two."

"Did you come for some coffee before going about the evening?" Akira plainly asked the brunette with a raised brow. The noiret wonders if interrupting his time with you was what the detective hoped for.

Akechi chuckles lightly in response, "Leblanc's coffee is more so a bonus. I was thinking of having one made by you as repayment for bringing me along with your friend's shenanigans."

You sweat drop, expression blank as you feel Akechi's mild chagrin. Morgana only gave the detective a wary look, hopping onto one of the stool seats.

Akira turns to you with the shake of his head before letting go of your hand to move behind the bar. Putting on his green apron, he began to prepare Akechi's drink.

"A penny for your thoughts, detective?" Arsène inquires amusedly.

Said teen regarded the former Persona carefully. ".. I'm merely expecting a beverage in return for wasting my afternoon in witnessing your lecture to Sakamoto."

"The boy has much to learn if he wants to reach a lady's heart." Arsène simply states.

"I'm sure Ryuji will figure it out eventually." you muse, the back of your hand resting under your chin on the counter.

"Who knows when that's gonna come." Morgana comments slyly.

"Here you are." Akira places the warm cup in front of Akechi.

"You have my thanks." the brunette nods.

"Hey!" Ryuji greets, coming inside, with the others following behind him.

“Sojiro texted to let us know the café was still open.” notified Futaba, waving her phone. As she and Yusuke didn’t attend the same school like everyone else, they had no involvement with the homework.

“We should keep everything to a minimum, we wouldn’t want to inconvenience him for trusting us here without his supervision.” Makoto advised.

Ryuji raises a brow at Akechi, “I think none of us were expecting see you twice today.”

The brunette gives a tight grin, “I just came for some compensation from your leader after the hours you’ve made me give up.”

“Hey, I didn’t drag you along outta force!”

“That defence is rather weak.”

“Why don’t we get started, yeah?” you offer, defusing a future argument.

“You guys can take a seat.” said Akira, following your lead. “Do you want anything?”

“A coffee does sound nice, thank you.” Haru nods appreciatively.

“I for one only came for the café’s beverages.” Yusuke bluntly said.

Futaba nudges him with her elbow, “Just sit down and help, all right, Inari?”

“That name is always unnecessary!”

“Guess we have to study now…” Ann sighed.

After delivering everyone’s orders, the group gathered at one of the tables with open books and paper. You and Akira naturally sat together. Arsène went to look around, levitating above you all.

“Thieves aren’t thieves without knowledge.” the demon muses. “Anything can become useful.”

“You say it like it’s easy..” Ryuji slightly slouched.

“Arsène makes a valid point.” agreed Morgana, as both different beings that originated in the same reality, they got along well. “Studying has proven a great strength for the Metaverse.”

“Um, how do you do question 7 again?” asked Ann, looking over her textbook.

“Here, I can teach you.” Makoto says, turning to help the blonde.

“Thanks.”

“For a high school student yourself, you show no indication of it.” Arsène notes to Akechi.

“I make sure to balance both school and detective work is all.” the young male answered.

“And putting Persona user in the mix doesn’t always make things easy.” Arsène gestures to Akira. “Take my creator for instance, he has a habit of self-neglect with so many things on his plate.”

The noiret narrows his eyes at his former Persona, stoic.

“But of course our autre moitié and confidants always bring him back to his senses.” a tiny blush sweeps Akira’s face at the sentence as you brush a lock of his curly hair gently. A smile graces your lips, feeling shy at another of Arsène’s casual declaration of love for you. His French pet names are evident for one.

Akira gives your thigh a light squeeze from under the table, tracing your knee with his thumb. The noiret’s gaze is open and honest to you behind his spectacles.

“Perhaps you need to learn how to slow down from work.” inputs Arsène. In hindsight, he acted as a parent/guardian in some ways.

“I’m perfectly able, I find time to be more worthwhile in what I do now.” Akechi would be described as the cliche stubborn and distant child. Though Arsène doesn’t mind it.

“I’m not sure if I find their dynamic more interesting than Arsène and Ryuji’s.” you chuckle.

“I think so, too.” Morgana licked his paw.

“We aren’t that interestin’!” objected Ryuji.

“Deny all you want, you two give us quite the show.” Futaba replies, humoured.

“It is hard not to watch.” Haru joins in, a small giggle escaping her.

“Your personalities clash in a unique setting.” Yusuke notes to her. “Something pleasant on the outside that actually hides shared desire for danger. Quite frightening.”

“Arsène’s need to analyze for any loophole of the law fits with that as well.” sighs Makoto. She goes to stare at Akira after. “He gets it from someone.”

“Only the less obvious person would be it.” Ann laughs.

“But that’s what makes me fascinating, no?”

You lean to your boyfriend’s shoulder, “We’re an intriguing bunch, huh?”

Akira slides his hand to yours, “Yeah, but we make it work.”

Bath For Two

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Fem Reader

Summary: You and your leader share some intimacy in the bathhouse.

Drabble

Content: Romance, established relationship, vaginal sex, rough sex, semi-public sex, bath sex, water sex, cream pie, exhibitionism, dirty talk.

Warnings: Sexual content, smut, NSFW.

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There’s something about taking you in the water so openly in such a public space that gets Akira’s cock hard. The way your slick walls clamp around him as he thrusts into you is telling. Anyone could walk in and see how passionately he was fucking you in one of the hot springs. They could see how much you’re loving every second of Akira’s strong pace from your expression to your moans.

Your eyes were closed, mouth gaping as drool trailed to your chin. Akira’s hands are on your ass, squeezing to his heart’s content as he ravaged you. Your arms went to wrap around his neck, legs practically thrown over his shoulders as he had you lean against the edge of the large pool.

Akira’s half lidded eyes took in the sight of your wet body, breasts bouncing wildly and your encouragement for more. His cock throbbed inside you with want.

He then descended, taking your mouth into a sloppy lip-lock that muffled your cries. The wet slapping sounds of skin undeniably echoed the room.

“Mmph, Treasure~” grunts the noiret.

“Fill me up, ‘Kira! Stuff me full!” you wail. “Leader, please!”

He could never resist your sweet begging. “I’ll fill you with so much of my cum until all your pussy can do is spill it out.” he growled in your ear.

You moan more at his confirmation, gripping him even tighter. Akira goes rougher, slamming his pelvis against yours with such wild ferocity.

“There! There!” you cry, Akira’s tip was hitting your womb repeatedly.

“Show me your true form, (Y/N)!” he groans.

“Leader~” your mind goes blank as you reach your peak, clenching down his entire length as your pussy drenches it with your juices.

Akira lets out a roar as he felt his turn, with your walls hugging more he gave a few deep thrusts before releasing all of his load inside you.

”Ahhh…” you blissfully sigh out, cheek against his chest, feeling the warmth of Akira’s seed.

The male goes to pepper lazy kisses to your face. “We’re not done yet, sweetheart.” he proves this fact by rutting his hips, letting you sense his cock turning hard once again.

“‘Kira..” you whimper out.

”I said I’d fill you so you can’t hold it all in. That means we’re gonna stay here until you’re completely leaking with my cum.”

Blog Rules

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All requests are welcome, for both users and anonymous requesters. This post delves into more detail of what you should be aware of when making requests and what I write.

Rules:

You can make a request for any character from my main masterlist.

Type of request needs to be stated: one-shots, drabbles, mini-series, headcanons, prompts (otherwise I will decide upon myself).

Gender of Reader needs to be stated: female/gender neutral (otherwise I will decide upon myself).

Characters are aged up(teen/adult) for NSFW(sexual content). Fiction is not real life(unexpected pregnancies, diseases, etc).

NSFW(sexual content) is specifically for female Reader. I am open to anything so long as it’s non of the following: rape, inflicted by drugs/alcohol, cheating/infidelity/adultery, degradation, harm to partners, cruelty in general, things like that. I can do very mild dubious consent, it’s a bit of a gray area. But real consent will still be shown through.

No requests for angsty endings for Reader, or the downfall of her/their relationship. I do that to other characters/minor pairings, who aren’t going to deter Reader’s romance. There is hardly any who writes these reverse scenarios, as Reader usually takes the brunt of the heartbreak, so that is an example of angst I will write.

Requests will most likely be posted on my other accounts (AO3, Wattpad, Quotev), be sure to specify if you’d like your requests to remain on my Tumblr only. Of course users and anonymous requesters will be credited for their own ideas that I wrote for them.

Fulfilling requests do take time, so please be patient with me for when I post them. My attention is divided between my personal life, my full story/ies (ex. Entwined Hearts), and making these kinds of works.

As for prompt requests: specified sentences for the character/Reader to say, and the short scenario of what they will be doing as the plot.

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