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This fanfiction is hella underrated and I have rarely seen a frickin Wattpad Rock Lee fanfiction that good.

There are good warnings for people who need them.

Everyone go read and give some love!

Also at the beginning, being in a club and all, I really couldn't relate to the reader. But as the chapters advance, I realised she's like the only reader I could ever kinda identify with.

Hey guys, I just published chapter 12 of my Rock Lee x Reader fanfic! I’m really excited about this chapter, pls check it out when you get the chance! I’d really appreciate any feedback, comments, or votes!! Thank you sm <3

This fanfiction is hella underrated and I have rarely seen a frickin Wattpad Rock Lee fanfiction that good.

There are good warnings for people who need them.

Everyone go read and give some love!

Also at the beginning, being in a club and all, I really couldn't relate to the reader. But as the chapters advance, I realised she's like the only reader I could ever kinda identify with.

Hey guys, I just published chapter 12 of my Rock Lee x Reader fanfic! I’m really excited about this chapter, pls check it out when you get the chance! I’d really appreciate any feedback, comments, or votes!! Thank you sm <3

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Cameleon/Color Wheel | Rock Lee x Reader | Dad Kakashi - 6- A talk with Pakkun

Read 6- A talk with Pakkun from the story Cameleon/Color Wheel | Rock Lee x Reader | Dad Kakashi by ShawnDreemurr with...

Updated my AO3/Wattpad fic.

For some reason I have around 200 reads on AO3 and about 20 on Wattpad. Is it because my art isn't that pretty?

Pakkun gets summoned in the middle of a forest by an exhausted and nonchalant Kakashi with a sleeping child on his lap.

pingo1387 Interview

ABefore we get started with the questions, would you mind introducing yourself and telling us just a little about yourself?

Sure! I write under pingo1387 online on FanFiction.net, Archive of Our Own, and Tumblr. Fanfiction was the first kind of writing I posted in a public internet space, and I’ve been posting it since for about six or seven years fairly regularly.

Q1: What kind of fan fiction do you write/ have you written?

A1: All sorts of genres. I’ve written long high school AUs, tragic romances, fairy tale-based stories, and plenty of adventure. Right now I’m in the middle of writing mostly romances with a few friendship-themed adventures and an AU set in 20th-century America.

Q2: What made you start writing fan fiction?

A2: I started writing in 9th grade, and the main reason I wrote was because I had an idea for a crossover fanfic that I wanted to make a comic out of, but I couldn’t draw to save my life (I still can’t). I’d always had a pretty good grasp on grammar and read a lot, so I decided I’d write a fanfic about it instead and make a comic later (I never did).

Q3: Were you scared to begin posting it online?

A3: I sure was. Part of the fear came from Fanfiction.net’s comment system being called “reviews,” which made me think people would be posting paragraphs of criticisms and critiques, since the only kind of review I was familiar with was newspaper columns rating new films and novels. I was pleasantly surprised when this not only was not the case, but that people actually liked the story!

Q4: Has writing fan fiction taught you anything? About writing? Reading? Something else?

A4: Writing fanfic has definitely helped me improve my writing skills, simply because I wrote so frequently and reread my own stories, figuring out what worked and what didn’t. It also taught me to be more patient when waiting for updates from other authors, now that I knew how difficult it was to upload more than once every few weeks!

Q5: Do you ever want to be published in a professional capacity one day?

A5: Absolutely. I have some original stories in mind, and I’d love to make a living off of them while seeing other people enjoy them.

Q6: How you feel about the stigma surrounding fan fiction and fan fiction writers? Or, do you not feel any stigma at all?

A6: I feel like there is some stigma regarding what fanfiction is and what its writers are like—that it’s not real writing, that it’s all porn, and that it’s generally terrible. Fanfic and its writers get a bad rap.

Q7: Do you think that stigma is warranted? (Whether or not you have personally experience it?)

A7: It’s absolutely unwarranted. I believe if you look up statistics, you’ll find that most fanfic isn’t explicitly sexual, and of course there is plenty of bad fanfic out there, but there’s plenty of bad published writing, too, and a lot of fanfic writers are not professional and/or just starting out as writers. Of course there’s going to be bad writing; you can say that about almost any site with writing, fanfic or not, on the internet.

As for it being “real writing,” first off, what defines real writing? Does it have to be professionally published, hit a bestseller list, win a Hugo award? Does it need to have a blockbuster film based on it? Does it need to be in classical Greek, written by a scholar only two people in the world have heard of?

Guess what? Even if you say yes to any of those, there’s a lot more fanfic in the world than you might realize. Paradise Lost is essentially fanfiction of the Book of Genesis from the Bible. Medieval painters in Italy often painted scenes from the Bible, making many famous paintings fanart. Dante’s Inferno is a self-insert, one of the most ridiculed kinds of fanfic, into the Catholic afterlife, where he meets many famous and infamous figures (not unlike a so-called “Mary-Sue” self-insert who gets to meet her favorite characters all in the span of two chapters). Pride and Prejudice and Zombies is a horror fanfic of Pride and Prejudice. I could go on, but you get the idea. There are so few truly original ideas simply because everything has been done, and fanfic just takes recycling ideas to the next step.

Q8:  What’s your favorite piece of fan fiction you’ve ever written? Why?

A8: Currently my favorite piece is a one-shot called “Swallow Your Soul,” a One Piece AU fanfic with the premise that a mysterious affliction is negatively affecting people with powers. My guilty pleasure favorite is a Hetalia high school fanfic, spanning three long stories and written over the course of three or four years.

Q9:  What’s something you’ve never been asked but want to be?

A9: For various stories, I’d love to be asked how I came up with certain aspects, where an idea came from, or for details on a worldbuilding thing I never had the chance to fully elaborate on in the story. I love rambling about those sorts of things, and if any one of the answers is that it’s a reference/homage to something, then I’d jump at the chance to talk about where it came from, because it’s probably something favorite of mine.

Q10: Do you write outside of fan fiction?

A10: A little bit, yes. At the moment, schoolwork and fanfic keep me occupied, but I’m trying to put together characters and plots for original stories that I hope to sell one day. One is a collection of connected short stories, and the other is a YA fantasy-style adventure.

Q11: What site you (mainly) use to write fan fiction?

A11: I’ve been on Fanfiction.net for my entire fanfic writing career. I occasionally post one-shots or drabbles on Tumblr in response to events or requests, and I’m working on rewriting my favorite Fanfiction.net stories to post on AO3, as well as planning to post any new stories on both FFN and AO3.

Q12: Why do you write fan fiction?

A12: It’s still the best medium for me to get my ideas out into the world. It’s easier for me to use characters I’m familiar with for stories, even if the settings are unfamiliar, and though I’m developing my own characters, I don’t know them well enough to write them in anything outside the main story I’m planning for them. It’s very fun to play with the characters I know and put them in new situations, and writing stories several thousand words long over and over is great practice for when I finally submit something to be professionally published.

Find pingo1387 on Tumblr, FanFiction.net, and Archive of Our Own.

Keisuke Takahashi - Lost into the Night

• Keisuke Takahashi x Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 1,911. • Synopsis: In which a bored day at home, turns into a hot night with a famous blonde racer on a secluded overlook, and on the hood of a sexy yellow FD.

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(Y/N) had been cooped up at home all day, bored out of her mind. Keisuke had called her yesterday evening asking her if she wanted to go on a small road trip with him. She quickly accepted, being quite excited for the little event to come.

"Yeah, I can't wait! What time and where?"

"Be ready by six, I'll pick you up then, and you'll just have to wait to find out where we're headed."

(Y/N) glanced up at the clock on the wall. Only four o' clock... what the hell am I supposed to do for the next two hours?

The clock ticked away agonizingly slow until it was finally time for her to get ready. She took a shower, styled her hair, and put on her usual amount of make-up. Heading to her room she looked through her clothes for an outfit.

Keisuke never told me where we're going or if we're stopping somewhere along the way. She hummed in thought before pulling out casual, but nice-looking clothes and slipping them on. She looked at herself in the mirror. Pretty damn good. Glancing over at the clock on her nightstand she checked the time. Five-fifty, only ten minutes until Keisuke shows up. Knowing her man, he'd most likely be here sooner. Speed means everything to the blonde.

As if on cue, she perked up at the sound of a loud exhaust and the small squeal of tires getting closer to her apartment. Speak of the devil and he will come. She chuckled lightly, grabbing her keys and wallet. When she opened the door, Keisuke was standing there like he was about to knock.

"Hey, babe. You got a sixth sense for me, don't you?" Keisuke smirked at her.

"No. Unless you count your loud car, that can be heard a mile away mind you, is considered a sixth sense, then sure." They laughed as they walked down to said car, the bright yellow FD sitting patiently in a parking spot. Keisuke opened the passenger door, and (Y/N) gave him a loving peck on the lips before getting in. He smiled and shut the door, moving to the driver side and hopping in.

The car growled as the engine turned on, getting louder as he pulled out of the parking spot and began the drive. The couple striked up an easy conversation and jokes along the way.

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As they got closer to their destination, the drive had quiet down some, bringing a peaceful silence. Enjoying each other's presence, looking at the scenery around them, and the occasional whistles of the RX-7's turbos. They drove on for another half hour before Keisuke pulled over into a secluded forest area. He guided the FD down the small windy path to reveal a breathtaking view of a small city below them, the beach close to it. The sun was just about to set completely as they arrived, giving the sky brilliant hues of reds and purple. (Y/N) gasped lightly as she stared in awe.

"Hey, are you going to sit in there and stare or are you going to come out and actually see it?" Keisuke's voice pulled her out of her trance.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming." She got out of the car and moved towards him.

"Heh, you will be soon." Keisuke said under his breath, a subtle smirk on his lips.

"You say something?" (Y/N) looked at him curiously.

"Nah, just talking to myself." The blonde gave her a wink and charming smile as he pulled her closer, his strong arms wrapping themselves around her waist. She sat down on the hood of the FD, cuddling into his right side.

Humming contently, she laced their fingers together and he lightly rubbed his thumb over her soft skin, placing a soft kiss on her head. "This is beautiful Kei, thank you." She looked up at him, a loving smile on her face.

"Just for you, love." He said with his famous grin, leaning down to press gentle, loving kisses on her soft lips. They kissed for what felt like hours, the remaining light of the sunset, dimly illuminating their features until it disappeared completely. Their fingers gently tangled in each other's hair as their lips moved in sync.

They pulled away slowly to catch their breath, oxygen sadly being a necessity that interrupted them. Keisuke leaned down further, his slightly rough lips, leaving a path of feathery kisses along her neck. "Keisuke..." (Y/N) said lightly, tilting her neck to give him more access.

"I like the sound of that, gorgeous. Say it louder."

Picking up on his actions, he kissed rougher on the other side of her neck until he found the spot that earned him a delicious moan of his name. Leaving a dark hickey, Keisuke licked up her neck before grabbing her thighs and pulling her over to straddle him. He gripped her ass with one hand and placed the other on the back of her neck. Leaning forward, his lips ghosting over hers and he looked her in the eyes. They were darker and glazed over with lust.

The needy look she saw on him sent a wave of heat through her down to her core. Keisuke tightened his hold on her ass and crashed their lips together. (Y/N) lightly grinded herself against Keisuke's growing arousal that had him growl deeply. He bit her bottom lip, roughening the kiss until he could snake his tongue in. With her arms wrapped around his neck and fingers tangled in his soft blonde locks, Keisuke slid his hands up her body until they reached her breasts, squeezing them. A muffled moan passed her lips as she rubbed up against him further.

Keisuke muttered her name with a raspy voice before wrapping his arms around her and picking her up. He gently laid her onto the hood, wanting to make quick work of taking off her clothes. With her shirt quickly unbuttoned and removed, Keisuke slipped a hand behind her back, unclipping her bra and pulling it off.

(Y/N) turned her head to the side, cheeks quickly turning pink. She felt Keisuke gently take hold of her jaw turning her to face him. He leaned down pressing soft, loving kisses on her lips. She melted into them, feeling his slightly calloused hands move her arms away from her chest and onto the hood.

"Don't be insecure, love, you're beautiful. Understand?"

He gave a reassuring peck on her lips and nuzzled his nose against her cheek with a small hum. Keisuke made sure to go slow to ease her uncertainty. With every kiss and soft touch that he left, she relaxed under him quickly, soon reveling in the sensations Keisuke worked out of her so easily.

Trailing his skilled hands down her stomach to her hips, he busied himself on getting rid of her pants, eagerly pulling them off along with her underwear. (Y/N) loudly gasped out his name, the coolness of the night's air and FD's hood coincide with the building heat of her arousal.

Keisuke's fingers rubbed at her arousal earning him sighs of pleasure. She squirmed, her thighs rubbing against his arm in her attempt to gain more friction. A small moan escaped her throat when Keisuke put in a finger, soon adding in a second, then a third, until she was moaning hopelessly under his touch. She threw her head against the hood and arched her back.

"Kei...suke..." She whined.

"That's what I want to hear. I want to hear you scream for me, babe," he said with a low and husky voice, "I want you begging for me."

"Please, K-Keisuke."

"Please what, gorgeous? What do you want from me?" he smirked, slowing the pace of his fingers and curling them. A loud moan followed before she spoke.

"Fuck me, Keisuke!" She exclaimed frustratedly, drawling out his name. "P-please Kei, I w-want you so bad."

"Good girl." He hummed, satisfied with her pleads.

She gave a small whimper when he withdrew his fingers. He licked them clean, a seductive smirk on his lips. "You taste amazing, love. Now, your reward for behaving so well." Grabbing her hips, he pulled her closer to him. (Y/N)'s legs hung over the FD's hood. She watched Keisuke take off his shirt, revealing his rippling, well-toned muscles that nearly made her salivate.

Undoing his belt, the blonde pulled both his pants and boxers down enough to free his painfully hardened length from its tight confinements. Keisuke groaned lowly and grinded himself against her wet heat. (Y/N) bit her bottom lip as her breath hitched. The deep sound of Keisuke's voice resonated throughout her body, sending a shiver down her spine.

"Ready, gorgeous?" he asked, lined up with her entrance. She nodded eagerly; arms wrapped around his neck. She pulled him down, crashing their lips together. Their moans were muffled by the kiss as Keisuke slowly thrust into her.

"(Y/N) ... fuck you're tight." He growled, thrusting his hips with a slow pace. (Y/N) sighed deeply, her eyes fluttering shut and legs wrapping around Keisuke's waist. She sharply tugged on Keisuke's blonde locks, a loud groan escaping his throat.

Gradually, his thrusts got faster, the hand on her hip leaving a red print and nail marks on her skin. When (Y/N) opened her eyes, she took in her boyfriend's appearance. His silky blonde hair was shaggy with some damp strands sticking to the side of his face and forehead. The small beads of sweat that traveled down the strong muscles of his neck to his chest enhanced his natural, sexy appearance. The way his arms tensed up when he thrust deep into her, the low sounds of his voice when he moaned her name, everything about the man was perfection.

Keisuke snaked his tongue past (Y/N)'s soft lips and eagerly explored the new territory, marking every detail he could with his skillful tongue. When he pulled away to breathe, a strand of saliva connected the two for a moment before breaking. With heavy pants, he made his thrusts rougher that reached places deep inside her, turning (Y/N) into a moaning mess that was nearing her sweet release.

"K-Keisuke..." He knew that tone in her voice. After hearing that beloved sound many times, he knew when she was going to unravel underneath him.

"I know, baby, me t-too." Keisuke replied between breaths, the familiar feeling of his own release, building up quickly.

With a series of rough, sloppy thrusts, they came together making the already euphoric sensation even more intense as they loudly moaned each other's names. When they came down from their high and had their clothes back on, the couple cuddled up closely on the FD's hood. Keisuke had her seated on his lap, legs on each side of him as she leaned into his warm chest.

She hummed with a smile as he held her, arms wrapped protectively around her body. Keisuke gently nuzzled his nose against her hair, leaving gentle and loving kisses atop her head. Her man really knew how to make aftercare a cuddly, warm experience.

"How about we go home?" he asked lightly, "I just want to lay in bed and fall asleep with you next to me." (Y/N) hummed eagerly in agreement, the thought sending a warm feeling through her. By the time they got to the mansion and were under the blankets of his large bed, the couple fell asleep quickly tangled up in each other's arms.

Ryosuke Takahashi - Burning Desire

• Ryosuke Takahashi x Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 2,237. • Synopsis: In which the return home from a date night with Ryosuke turns into a drive of building passion that escalates to a burning desire as soon as they reach the Takahashi mansion.

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Another fabulous date night with Ryosuke. (Y/N) smiled as she leaned her head on his shoulder, their arms intertwined as they walked back to his glistening white FC. Ryosuke had taken her a new restaurant that opened up on the peak of Akagi. It was quite a fancy one and a bit pricy to her, yet it was nothing but normal for Ryosuke. The drive up the mountain that was his home course had beautiful scenery, even at night. Seeing the lights down below that illuminated Takasaki was like seeing the stars reflection over a still lake. The restaurant itself wasn't too large considering it sat near the edge of the mountain, but the building inside and out was beautiful. Ryosuke had seats reserved on the balcony that overlooked the entire city below it.

He really knows how to out-do himself with each date, doesn't he?

"Ryosuke, you know you don't have to keep taking me to all these expensive places, right? A simple walk on the beach, trail in the forest, or even sitting in a café with you and a coffee is enough for me." (Y/N) scolded lightly, her smile still on her lips.

"I'm aware, love, however I enjoy doing this for you. You rarely go out to new places or try new restaurants, I thought it would be nice to get you out to experience something new once in a while." The raven-haired man explained honestly, reassuring her it wasn't a problem.

"I don't go out these places when I can make it at home and for cheaper too, Ryo." He chuckled; she was too cute.

When they reached the FC, Ryosuke lightly tugged on her arm when she moved to go to the passenger side. She looked him quizzically as he sat in the driver side. Looking up at her, he pat his lap with a small smirk. "Come on, love." (Y/N)'s eyes widened, and her mouth fell agape slightly.

"Uh, o-okay." She slowly got in, careful of the limited space she had to move around. Ryosuke wrapped a strong arm around her waist, sitting her down on his lap. He lifted her legs with other arm, turning her sideways and resting her legs over the center console.

"How exactly are you going shift gears with me like this?" if his car were automatic it would be easy, he'd only have to use the pedals. With her legs in front of the shifter, it would be more difficult to drive, right?

"You doubt me, darling." He winked as he started the car. The familiar purr of the engine was heard bringing a sense of comfort, helping her relax. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers clasping together to rest on his shoulder. Ryosuke smoothly drove out of the parking lot and onto the pass. (Y/N)'s worries about the drive quickly dissipated, his driving always calmed her down. Her head rested on his shoulder and her fingers weaved through his hair in a repeating manner.

Ryosuke hummed lightly at the relaxing feeling, a gentle smile gracing his features. When they reached the longest straightaway of the pass, Ryosuke brought his hand from the shifter to (Y/N)'s jaw. She lifted her head and he turned her towards him, crashing their lips together. He would get small glances of the road as they kissed until he pulled away to focus on the winding corners nearing the bottom of Akagi.

When they got to the main roads of Takasaki, (Y/N) left a trail of kisses along his neck. Ryosuke groaned when she moved and grinding against him. Stopping at the stop light, he nipped at her neck, a gasp escaping past her lips.

"Keep teasing me and you're going to get punished, naughty girl." He cooed in her ear before pulling away with a smirk and glint in his eyes. (Y/N)'s cheeks turned red and she nodded lightly. The light turned green and Ryosuke continued driving. Withing a few minutes, he parked the FC in the driveway of the mansion. Keisuke's car nowhere to be seen. Good. He thought as they got out of the car, heading to the front door.

The moment the front door was locked, and the couple had their shoes off, Ryosuke picked up (Y/N), pinning her against the wall. He left hickeys all around her neck, nipping at her soft skin causing her to gasp.

"Ryosuke!" She yelped his name from the slight sting.

"If you think you can tease me like that and get away with it, oh how wrong you are, sweetheart." Ryosuke cooed in her ear, his tone low and husky had sent shivers down her spine. She's never seen him like this before, but she certainly wasn't complaining. She could only imagine what he had planned for her.

Ryosuke pulled her away from the wall and lifted her up, carrying her bridal style to his room. Once inside and with the door shut, he locked it before setting her down near the bed. "Now... we're going to do this my way, love. If you're a good girl, you'll be rewarded. Be a naughty girl... and you get punished. Understand, darling?" He said seductively, his deep voice unwavering as he ghosted his fingers along her cheek and jaw.

"Yes, Ryosuke." (Y/N) answered eagerly.

"Good girl." He pressed his soft lips onto hers for a deep, passionate kiss. Their lips molded together perfectly as they moved in sync. Ryosuke trailed his hands along her soft skin until they reached the back of her dress, unzipping it and letting it fall to the floor. (Y/N) hummed into the kiss after he took off her bra and gave her breasts a squeeze before resuming the trail down her body. His hands slipped underneath her underwear and he smirked when he gave her ass a firm squeeze.

He pulled away from the kiss first, slipping her underwear off completely then urging her to lie on the bed. Ryosuke couldn't help but take in his love's appearance. Everything about her was simply perfect. She is the finest work of art he could ever hope to lay eyes on. He took hold of her wrists, holding them above her head as he pulled out handcuffs from god knows where, cuffing her wrists around the small poles of the headboard.

She made a noise of protest and Ryosuke's smirk widened. (Y/N) watched as he undid his tie, her eyes widening when he brought it to her eyes, wrapping it around her and tying it. "They say when you lose one of your senses the others become heightened. So, if you can't see, the things you feel and hear will be much more... enhanced." He hummed in satisfaction and ran his fingers from the bottom of her jaw down to her ankles.

(Y/N) squirmed under his touch. Ryosuke brought his hands back up to her thighs and traced circles on them with his thumbs. With each circle he slowly made his way closer to her arousal.

"Ryo... please." She whimpered and rubbed her thighs against his hand in an attempt to get the friction she wanted.

"Please what? You have to be more specific, love." She knew he had a smirk on his gorgeous face with the tone he spoke with.

"I want you, Ryosuke." (Y/N) sighed out her words lightly that it was almost a whisper.

"And you'll have me, darling. But let's not get too hasty. We should take our time and enjoy this, shouldn't we, love?"

Ryosuke's smirk changed to a pleased smile after sliding a finger in and hearing a loud hum from his lover. He started his movements with a slow pace. When he gradually got faster, he slipped in a second finger, earning him a small moan from (Y/N).

Once he put in a third finger and gave a few quick thrusts, (Y/N) instinctively bucked her hips with a moan. Ryosuke immediately withdrew his fingers and she whined.

"What did I say about being a good girl, (Y/N)?" His tone was firm and unwavering.

"I'm s-sorry. I-I'll be good." Apologizing quickly, she tried to hold herself still through all the small twitches she made. Ryosuke hummed quietly as he licked his finger clean. She heard him get off the bed and strip himself of his clothes, dropping them to the floor. The bed sank down again under his weight as he got back on and moved towards her. He stopped when their hips lined up, his hard member rubbing lightly against her arousal.

"What was it you wanted me to do to you again, love? It seemed to have slipped my mind." Ryosuke leaned down to kiss her collarbones and chest with a smirk gracing his features. (Y/N) mumbled a response that he couldn't make out.

"What was that? You're going to need to speak up, darling."

"I want you to fuck me, Ryosuke!" She said, getting out some of her pent-up frustration.

"That wasn't hard, now was it?" he slowly pushed his length, (Y/N) moaning his name until he was fully sheathed inside of her. He stopped for a moment to let her adjust to the size of his girth before pulling nearly completely out and thrusting back in.

Ryosuke set the pace of his thrusts that was at just the right speed mixed with the right amount of roughness that had their hips snapping together with every thrust the man gave. She would occasionally feel his hot breath on her neck and the shiver-worthy sensation of his tongue leaving a trail along her clavicle. His perfectly soft lips would leave kisses along the side of her neck, his teeth gently nipping at her soft skin that left her legs weak and had her take in small gasps of air.

Minutes had past that were filled with bliss, which only increased for (Y/N) when her blindfold had been untied and removed from her eyes. The first thing she laid her eyes on was the beautiful man above her.

Damn, he's gorgeous. His raven hair was slightly damp, his bangs sticking to his forehead and the side of his face. The light layer of sweat made him glow in the dim light of his bedroom making him look almost ethereal. His chest and stomach rose and fell from his heavy breathing. The definition of his arms was more prominent while tense as he leaned his weight on them to maintain his balance.

Ryosuke was in short, the sexiest man on Earth. He was perfect in every way. From his personality, to his interests, intellect, appearance, and mannerisms. (Y/N) wouldn't trade him for anything else in the world, for there was none better.

Ryosuke slowed his thrusts so he could take off the cuffs that bound her wrists. Once finished, he placed his hand back down on the bed for balance, his thrusts picking up their pace and roughness once again. (Y/N) cupped his cheek with a soft hand and pulled him down for a passionate kiss they both moaned into. She wrapped an arm around his neck, fingers tangling themselves into his silky black hair. She tugged on the strands and pulled away from the kiss.

"R-Ryo, I'm close- h-harder!" (Y/N) whined loudly and wrapped her legs around his waist. Ryosuke growled lowly, his rough thrusts getting rougher and hitting spots deep inside her that had her back arching and head leaning back against the pillow. When his thrusts started getting sloppy, he muttered something under his breath that she couldn't make out. He moaned her name lowly right before she screamed his as she came.

"Ryosuke!"

"(Y/N)!" He moaned her name again, loudly this time. He quickly pulled out before he came onto her stomach.

The couple rested for a few minutes to catch their breath and come down from their high. Ryosuke gave her a loving peck on the lips before asking, "Good time for a shower? You can join me, maybe even have a round two?" he smiled and winked suggestively.

"I can't turn that down." (Y/N) returned the smile and they put on their underwear. As soon they open the door, they're greeted by an unimpressed Keisuke leaning against the wall across from them, arms crossed.

He stared at them with a blank face before speaking, "There's no way in hell you two plan on doing that again. And you're not doing it in the shower! I have to use that one too, you know!" The spiky haired blonde proceeded to go on a rant about walking into the house, hearing their "sinful" and "weird and disturbing" noises as he put it, and began to mimic them. (Y/N) and Ryosuke looked at each other and giggled before looking back at Keisuke.

"What, you think this is funny? I don't bring my girlfriend home and make this kind of weird ass noise when someone else is in the house. You're both disgusting." He pushed himself off the wall and turned around, going into his room and closing the door, muttering things under his breath.

The couple looked at each other one more time, smiles on their faces as they shrugged and headed into the bathroom for their shower. "Well, I suppose we'll have to postpone round two for another time." (Y/N) said.

"Looks like we'll just have to go on another date soon." He winked and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss on her forehead.

Takumi Fujiwara - Be My Babe

• Takumi Fujiwara x Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 2,696. • Synopsis: In which a missing friend finds solace with a certain tofu boy and his confessions become known, leading them to have a loving and passionate night to themselves.

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When (Y/N) found out her ex-boyfriend had been cheating on her with another girl, she turned into a wreck. She thought of herself as not being good enough, which led her into a depressive state. She distanced herself from her friends for two weeks, not picking up their calls or answering texts. All of her friends were worried sick about her, but no one was more worried than Takumi. It scared him to death that she seemed to just... disappear off the map so suddenly. She was his best friend but the love he had for her was so much more than just friendly love.

The worry that anchored itself inside Takumi was eating at him slowly, yet viciously. It was so bad that he ended up spilling some of the water from the paper cup during his deliveries and lightly tapped the guardrail a few times with the bumpers of the 8-6. His dad took notice in his kid's behavior and was upset at first, until he quickly realized something was worrying him horribly. Bunta also noticed how much more tired Takumi looked. Takumi had been up with no sleep for a couple days at a time, but still functioned enough to go on with life as best as he could. The only times he really fell asleep was from pure exhaustion or falling asleep as he lied in bed, letting his thoughts run wild.

It was Friday night and Bunta had taken the 8-6 to meet with Yuichi, leaving Takumi by himself at home for the next five or six hours. He was laying sideways on his bed staring at the ceiling, thinking of all the possible scenarios that could have happened to (Y/N). He couldn't help but think of the worst.

A series of knocks on the front door of the shop resonated through the house and was muffled by the walls. Takumi sighed and sat up, heading downstairs. As soon as he passed through the cloth that hung above the door frame his eyes widened and he bolted to the door.

"(Y/N)!" Takumi yelled, his voice holding a mixture of both fear and relief as he pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. She stood there, shocked, before returning the brunette's hug quickly. Takumi had an arm wrapped protectively around her waist and the other around her shoulders, his hand in her hair. He nuzzled his face in the crook of her neck, taking in her calming scent he loved so much. They stayed in the tight hug for only a couple of minutes, but to Takumi, it felt like forever.

"I'm so glad you're okay. I've been worried sick about you." Takumi said frantically, cupping her cheeks with both hands, looking over her face and body for any injuries. "You just... disappeared one day and I don't know what happened. Are you hurt? Did someone do something to you? Were you put in the hospital for something?"

"Hey, hey, I'm okay." (Y/N) lightly took hold of his wrists and squeezed them in attempt to calm him down. "I... I didn't mean to scare you, or anyone else. I had a really bad day after school and... I didn't handle it as well as I thought I would. I'm sorry, Takumi. I'll explain everything." (Y/N) gave him an apologetic smile and leaned into one of his palms that still held onto her face. He nodded slowly, taking in her words, and letting his hands slowly fall.

His heart was beating at hundreds of kilometres an hour and felt like it could burst out of his chest at any given moment. He brought (Y/N) inside and led her up to his room, gently shutting the door. Takumi sat on his bed sideways, leaning against the wall and lightly patted the bed, motioning for her to sit.

She sat down across from Takumi, facing towards him. "So," she took in a deep breath and sighed before continuing, "this, uh... is probably a really stupid reason for me to disappear like that. I found my boyfriend cheating on me with another girl and tried talking to him about it, but he pretty much told me to fuck off, he didn't like me anymore, and that he found me useless." Takumi's face contorted to a pissed off expression. He found her 'useless'? What the hell is that supposed to mean? Takumi didn't interrupt as (Y/N) continued explaining.

"The minute I got home I kind of just 'shut off' and went straight to my room. I turned off my phone, put it in a drawer out of sight, and isolated myself for a while. I think some of my friends came by to check on me, but I never answered the door. It's pretty shitty of me, I know, but I just couldn't shake off everything he said to me. I'm sorry, Tak." (Y/N) looked down and Takumi noticed small tears falling down her cheeks.

"No, no, it's okay, don't cry!" He exclaimed worriedly. The brunette held her in a comforting hug, gently pulling her to him. Takumi leaned back against the wall with (Y/N) sitting on his lap, resting her head on his chest, her arms wrapped around his sides, and legs around his waist. Takumi gently brushed his fingers through her hair, and she would occasionally give a pleasant sigh. He rested his chin on the top of her head, the two of them staying like this until she had calmed down. (Y/N) could hear how fast his heart was beating. Was it from his worry or how close he is to her? She pulled away and met his gaze.

"Are you okay? Your heart is beating fast." Takumi blushed and turned his head to the side, scratching the back of it like he always does when flustered.

"Uh, y-yeah I'm fine." (Y/N)'s expression was unconvinced. Takumi noticed and gave in with a sigh, knowing he wouldn't be able to hold it in forever anyway.

"I get like this every time I'm close to you. I love being near you. I love spending time with you. I love listening to you talk about the things that you're interested in. I love seeing your eyes light up when you're happy. I love you, (Y/N)." Takumi poured out the rest of his feelings for her, confessing everything that's built up over the last couple of years. When he finished, he felt lighter, like the weight of his emotions disappeared from his shoulders. And he felt so much better when (Y/N) returned his feelings.

Takumi brought a hand to her cheek and slowly leaned towards her, shortening the gap until their lips ghosted over each other. When (Y/N) didn't pull away, Takumi closed the space between them, pressing his lips onto her soft ones. Their lips molded together perfectly in the slow, loving kiss. His hand moved to the back of her head, tangling his fingers in the soft strands of her hair.

(Y/N) copied his movements, taking note of how soft and silky his brown hair was. She scooted forward until their hips touched. A moan slipped past Takumi's lips and he froze, his cheeks and ears turning red. She smiled into the kiss and lightly grinded against him. Takumi whined and slightly tightened his hold on (Y/N)'s hair.

It didn't take long at all to feel his arousal rub against her. They pulled away for air and Takumi lightly traced (Y/N)'s jawline with his thumb, leaving a trail of feathery kisses along it. When he reached the end of her jaw, he continued down her neck, his kisses remain light and sweet. (Y/N) hummed and turned her head to the side, giving him more room. "Takumi..." she sighed when he kissed her sweet spot.

He focused on the sensitive skin, occasionally nipping at it until a small reddish-purple mark coloured her skin and she moaned his name quietly. The brunette slipped his hands under her shirt, the coolness of his fingers mixing with the warmth of her body sent a shiver down her spine. He pulled away from her neck, satisfied with his work and they locked eyes. "Can I...?" he lightly tugged on the hem of her shirt, waiting for her approval.

(Y/N) nodded and Takumi wasted no time in taking off her shirt. He trailed his fingers down her sides softly, memorizing all of her curves. He reached the waistline of her pants and looked back up at her, asking for approval once more. She gave him the okay and he undid the button and zipper, pulling them down. (Y/N) took them off the rest of the way, leaving herself in her underwear.

"Your turn." She said with a small smile as her cheeks turned pink. Takumi gladly let her take off his shirt, revealing his thin, but lean form. He had small traces of muscle definitions, more so on his arms than his chest and stomach. It must be from lifting all the crates of tofu and having a firm grip on the steering wheel when racing across Akina. Takumi may not be on the muscular side of things compared to the guys in the RedSuns or NightKids, but he was perfect just the way he was. His body size went well with his baby face, doe eyes, and poofy hair. This is what made Takumi, Takumi.

Just as the brunette did to her, she most definitely couldn't help but feel up his entire upper half. His arms had nice, smooth curves of muscle, his broad chest and shoulders were relaxed yet sturdy, and his stomach had a few lines that outlined the start of abs. His v-line started at his lower abdomen and disappeared past his pants' waistline. It was actually quite defined and noticeable, most likely due to the fact that his skinny frame had his hip bones showing a bit.

(Y/N)'s fingers reached the waistband on his sweatpants and Takumi lifted his hips just enough for her to slide them down to his ankles. He kicked them off and they landed in the small pile of their clothes on the floor, leaving him in his boxers. Takumi wrapped his arms around her sides and pushed her backwards until she was lying on the bed, her head resting on the soft pillow.

His hand found the clips of her bra and unclipped them, gently sliding it off of her. (Y/N) shyly covered her chest, her cheeks turning dark red as she avoided eye contact. Takumi gave her a loving kiss before reassuring her. "You're beautiful, (Y/N). Inside and out, I love every part of you. Don't be shy, okay?" he placed another soft kiss on her lips then her cheek.

"It's just... I've never done this before." She said as her blush worsened. Takumi smiled, "Neither have I. I'll be gentle, let me know if I hurt you, alright?" (Y/N) nodded and he continued where he left off. His hands lightly pulled her arms away from her chest and continued south to her hips. His soft lips left a trail of small kisses down her body, each one sending a small shiver down her spine. He kissed the valley between her breasts and continued downwards.

He could test the waters there another time. They were both new with this experience and Takumi thought it would be best to keep it sweet and simple the first time around. When they were more comfortable with each other and got the few initial rounds under way, he was sure that both of them would like to be more experimental.

Takumi's fingers reached the hem of her underwear and hooked them under the soft fabric. He looked to her for approval and she replied with a soft, "Mhmm". The brunette slid them off and took his boxers off after. He groaned lightly when the pressure pressing on his member finally went away.

(Y/N) checked out Takumi's body but hesitated when her gaze was at his hips. She finally looked lower, her face and ears heating up as they turned tomato red. Well... at least he isn't too big. But he's definitely not small either. She was pulled from her thoughts when Takumi's voice reached her ears.

"Are you okay? Did you want to stop?" he asked, noticing the unsure expression on her face.

"N-no, I'm ready. I just don't know how much this is going to hurt, you know?" she smiled more nervously than awkward. Takumi nodded, reminding her that he would be gentle to help ease her tension.

He lined himself up at her entrance, giving her a quick, loving kiss before slowly pushing in. As soon as he felt her tense up and whine, he stopped moving, giving her time to adjust. When she relaxed, he continued pushing in, stopping when needed and repeating the process until he was fully sheathed inside of her.

He leaned down, balancing his top half with his arms on the bed as he kissed (Y/N) sweetly and passionately. She easily returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and tangling one hand in his soft coffee coloured hair. Takumi started his thrusts off at a slow pace until any pain she had was gone.

They pulled away for air and (Y/N) lightly moaned his name. He thrust in a bit deeper and it earned him another. He kept his pace slow and passionate and wasn't rough by any means, as if he was afraid his love would break underneath him.

Takumi left soft kisses on her ear, neck, and once more on her lips before pushing himself back up to hold her hand with one of his, and balance on the other. (Y/N) brought her free hand from his hair to his chest and trail it down to his stomach and back up again. He really does have a nice build to him; lean, but muscular and not overly defined. He truly is a work of art.

His disheveled hair made him both cute and sexy, depending on the situation, of course. His dark chocolate eyes were lightly glazed over with love and lust. Takumi could give nearly the same description about (Y/N). Her hair was cascaded gently over the pillow, her (E/C) eyes were clouded over, the same as his. Her cheeks were lightly dusted with a blush and her lips were red from their kisses. She looked like a goddess in Takumi's eyes and he loved everything about her.

They both were nearing their release and Takumi's pace went up a notch. He groaned lowly while (Y/N) moaned loudly when he thrust deeply, hitting that perfect spot. He continued hitting it just right until she finally went over the edge, nearly screaming his name as she came.

"Takumi!"

"(Y/N)!" He moaned and quickly pulled out before coming onto her stomach. He rolled over onto his back and sighed. The couple laid on the bed, catching their breath. Takumi got up a minute later, putting his boxers back on and leaving the room. (Y/N) put on her bra and underwear, Takumi walking back in a few seconds after. He handed her a towel with a beet red face and looked at something else in the room.

She giggled, "Thanks", and took it, cleaning herself off. He sat down next to her, rubbing his neck awkwardly.

"I, uh... I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"No, of course not. You were rather amazing, to be honest." She blushed and smiled at him.

"Heh, thanks. Could I ask you something?" he asked, hesitantly.

"Yeah, of course." She nodded, turning to look at him curiously. The brunette hesitated for a second, gathering his thoughts before taking her hands in his.

"(Y/N), will you go out with me?" his eyes held a glimmer of hope as he gazed into her own, searching for an answer. She immediately smiled and tackled him into a bear hug.

"Yes, I'd love to!"

"Perfect..." Takumi whispered, feeling like he was dreaming. He hugged her back tightly and they lied on the bed, cuddled up to each other, and falling asleep in each other's arms.

"I love you, (Y/N)."

"I love you more, Takumi."

Takeshi Nakazato - Spark in the Dark

• Takeshi Nakazato x Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 4,652. • Synopsis: In which racing to help out friends leads to meeting a potential love interest, a spark ignites during introductions, and sadness forms after the conclusion of the race, but a surprise appearance wipes away all traces of sadness, and brings two GT-R racers together.

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The race on Akina starts at ten tonight. (Y/N)'s friends, Iketani and Kenji, had begged her to race in the SpeedStars name for the race. Their 'saving grace' Takumi, couldn't make it since his father had taken the 8-6 for a meeting. (Y/N) isn't a part of a street racing team, she's more of a neutral racer. If a team, like the SpeedStars, asked her to race in their stead, she would represent them for the night. Of course, she doesn't do this with every team she comes across, more so just for her friends.

She sighed and looked up at the clock on the café's wall. Only two hours to go and she's off to prepare her car for the race. (Y/N) works at the popular café styled restaurant in the middle of town from seven in the morning to three in the afternoon. It's a simple job and the customers were always friendly. It's more enjoyable when no one gives you a hard time.

The minute her shift ended, she made a beeline out the back door of the restaurant and to her beloved R32 GT-R. The sleek (F/C) paint shined, along with the rims. She hopped inside and started it up, the engine giving a low growl. She pulled onto the road and sped off to her house.

Having plenty of time to kill, she washed the car making it shine even brighter. She replaced the tires, brake pads, and calipers. It's always best to make sure your brakes work properly, especially on a heavy ass 3-2, she thought. Once she finished with her replacements, she checked all of the gauges on her dash and continued to work on anything else the car needed before heading inside for a well-deserved shower and change of clothes.

When the time came to leave, she eagerly grabbed her wallet, phone, and keys before heading back to the GT-R that waited patiently for her. She got in and started it up, backing out of the garage and onto the road, heading straight for Akina.

She reached the foot of the mountain and sped up, being sure to not take it too far to ruin her tires before the race. As she got closer to the top, the roar of the engine could be heard from where the others waited.

"Do you think that's her, Iketani?" Kenji asked.

"It has to be! The car sounds like hers!" Iketani exclaimed as he stared at the road intensely, not wanting to miss the soon approaching car.

So, their friend has a Skyline, huh? This'll get interesting. A man said as he leaned against his own GT-R, cigarette hanging from his lips as he listened to the familiar sound of an RB26 engine in the distance.

"Uh, who exactly are we talking about, guys?" Itsuki scratched his head, confused.

"Her name is (Y/N). You haven't met her yet, but she's won a few races for the SpeedStars! She's not on the team, but she's a great friend of ours." Iketani explained enthusiastically.

"Wait... you mean a girl is going to race for us tonight?! Oh, this is going to be great! I bet she's hot, is she hot?!" Itsuki rambled loudly, catching the attention of the NightKids' leader, Takeshi Nakazato.

The bright headlights of (Y/N)'s car came into view as she turned the final corner and pulled over next to her friends. She got out of the car and greeted them.

"Hey guys!" She waved and pulled them in for a hug.

"Hey, (Y/N)! How are you?" Iketani asked with a chuckle.

"Pretty good, thanks. I'm excited for the race. Who am I supposed-?" she was cut off by a guy with an undercut she's never seen before.

"Ho-holy crap, you're gorgeous! What's your name? Are you single? I love your GT-R, it's so hot- like you! I mean... I uh didn't mean it like that, it's just you're really, really, and I mean really pretty. I've never met a girl who can race, let alone one that owns a sweet ride like yours and all that just makes you like, a hundred times hotter-" Iketani cut him off by wrapping an arm around his neck and pulling the strange fanboy towards him.

"Alright, Itsuki, I think she gets it. Let's not scare her away with your questionable fantasies." Iketani held him in a playful chokehold as he scolded Itsuki. (Y/N) wore an amused expression and laughed at the two.

"Anyways, who am I supposed to race tonight?" she asked, not being interrupted this time.

"That would be me." (Y/N) turned around at the sound of the voice to see a man with gelled jet-black hair walking towards her. Wow, he's hot. They made eye contact and she noted how beautiful his silver eyes were.

"I'm Takeshi Nakazato, leader of the Myogi NightKids." He introduced himself and held out his hand for her.

"I'm (Y/N) (L/N), but I'm not with a team. I'm more of a neutral racer." She replied and shook his hand. When their hands touched, a small spark shot through them and they didn't want to pull away. They did so quickly after before anyone noticed.

"So, uh... a neutral racer, huh? Do you race for any team that asks you to, then?" he asked, a bit awkward at first but quickly regained his composure.

"Pretty much, yeah. I don't do it all the time and I don't do it for every team. I've raced for the SpeedStars the most since they're good friends of mine." She explained.

"Ah, I see. You got a sweet 3-2 by the way." He complimented her car, and it made her smile.

"Thank you. Yours is hot in black. It also kind of looks like you."

"It... looks like me?" he tilted his head and looked at his car, trying to find a similarity, "How?"

She giggled and explained, "The majority of it is black," she then motioned to his hair and current outfit which was completely black, "and the rims are silver, like your eyes." She looked into his eyes with a light blush on her cheeks as she finished her explanation. They really were something else, like two small pools of liquid silver. His eyes were almost hypnotizing.

Little did she know, he thought the same about her. She was easily the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, and she owned the same car as him? Perfection. He hoped he could gather the courage after their race to ask her on a date.

"Well, I'm ready to go," she turned to her friends, "wish me luck, guys!" The racers went back to their cars and (Y/N) lined hers up next to Takeshi's. They revved the engines to warm them up, the beautiful sound of two RB26 engines resonating through the top of the pass. Kenji walked out between the two Skylines to start the countdown. As soon as he yelled 'go', they sped off at the same time, staying next to each other until the first corner where (Y/N) gained the lead.

He probably has his car in all-wheel drive. I wonder how much under steer he has to deal with, not being able to drift, she thought as she threw her car into a drift around the third corner.

Takeshi's eyes widened in shock. Is she... drifting with all-wheel drive?! How the hell is she not ruining her car? He watched her movements, following behind her closely.

I must've surprised him. She chuckled when she saw him slow down then speed up just after the end of the corner.

She drifted around the next few corners and Takeshi felt both impressed and confused. All-wheel drive cars are hard as hell to drift because they're naturally made to want to grip onto the road. So, how is she drifting such a heavy car, so easily?

She's going to ruin the car if she keeps doing that. It's only natural that something would break, right? 3-2s are meant to grip, not drift. The weight of the car would put too much pressure somewhere it shouldn't, and something will blow. Takeshi thought something would've happened to her car by now, being close to the bottom of Akina now, but nothing did.

Soon enough, they reached the last corner and that's where Takeshi decided to make his move, pulling up next to her, trying to accelerate fast enough to beat her. Takeshi only had enough time to line up with her car equally, and they passed the finish line in sync.

"They just passed the finish line!" One of the SpeedStars called through the radio. Iketani quickly picked up the radio on his car, "Well, who won?!" Everyone at the top of Akina waited to hear the results.

"They tied."

"What do you mean they tied?!" Iketani exclaimed.

"I mean, they tied. They crossed the line at the same time, man. How else do you want me to explain it?"

The spectators and other teams talked amongst themselves while Iketani, Kenji, and Itsuki stood there with their mouths agape. The NightKids were surprised, but at least it wasn't a loss on their part. Tch. At least Nakazato managed to keep it together this time. Shingo thought, taking a drag from his cigarette.

Takeshi and (Y/N) pulled their cars over to the side of the road, getting out and meeting each other in the middle. "So, a tie, huh? I suppose this leaves an unsettled score between us." He spoke first.

"I suppose it does. It looks like we'll just have to settle it one day," (Y/N) smirked lightly, "you're a great racer, as well. You handle the understeering quite nicely." Her compliment took him by surprise and a small blush creeped up onto his cheeks.

"T-thanks, same to you. Speaking of which, would you mind telling me how the hell you can drift the 3-2? It's all-wheel drive, and extremely heavy."

"Normally, I wouldn't tell anyone but the look on your face when you saw me do it changed my mind," (Y/N) smiled cheekily when his blush worsened, "There's a type of 'switch' in the drivetrain that you can flip to convert it from all-wheel drive to rear-wheel drive. It's kind of a pain in the ass to get to, but once you do you can hook it up to some wires and electrical pieces to put through your dash so it's easily accessible, and you can change it back whenever you want."

"Wow, really? That's interesting." He replied softly.

"Mhmm," she pulled out her phone to check the time before looking back up at him, "I should head home, it's late and I have to work tomorrow. It was nice meeting you, Takeshi!" She waved to him with a smile before rushing into her car.

"Uh, h-hey, wait-!" Takeshi tried getting her attention, but she had already driven off. His shoulders dropped a bit as he stared at the road she disappeared on. Takeshi was a fast racer and he felt like he had met the girl of his dreams, but he wasn't fast enough to ask her on a date.

He sat in his beloved R32 thinking of her. How far away did she live? Does she live in Shibukawa? Is she far away from Myogi? Would he ever see her again? His heart seemed to tighten at that last question. It's only been a night and he's fallen hard for her. She is friends with the SpeedStars, she said. I might be able to ask them where to find her.

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Two weeks had passed since the race between Takeshi and (Y/N) and he hadn't seen any sign of her. He traveled to Akina on a few different occasions at different times to see if he could catch her practicing the course but found nothing. He went to all the nearest street races he heard of, hoping to see her at one. He never did. Takeshi was hesitant to ask the SpeedStars where she was, since the first time he met them at the gas station, he wasn't exactly friendly with them and quite possibly left a bad impression. If he didn't see her for the next few days, he would head over to the gas station and ask them, and apologize for being a dick.

Takeshi pulled into the car park of the popular restaurant a lot of the racers go to. Heading inside, a hostess greeted him and led him to a booth next to the window, the rays of the setting sun covered buildings in a brilliant glow.

"A waiter will be right with you." She chimed before leaving. A minute later a waitress walked over to his table.

"Good evening, can I start you off with anything to- Takeshi?" the man in question turned his gaze from the window to look at the woman he's been dying to see.

"(Y/N)?" he looked up at her, surprise on his defined features.

She gave him one of her beautiful smiles and replied, "That's me! How are you? It's been a while."

"I've been fine. I didn't know you worked here either, I usually show up around this time of day." He stated, curious for an answer.

"Normally I work from seven to three but I'm covering my friend's shift tonight since she had an emergency." Takeshi hummed and nodded.

"So, what have you been up to these last couple of weeks? Anything interesting?" she asked with a small head tilt. It felt nice that it was easy to strike up a conversation between the two of them. It felt natural and not awkward like when they first met.

"Well, I've been spending a lot of time practicing on Myogi and other passes. I spend most of my time driving." And looking for you.

"That sounds fun. Maybe I should hop over to Myogi one night and see what your home course is like, and we could possibly have our rematch there too."

"You want to race me on my territory? Good luck with that." He smirked.

"How about a little bet, then? Loser takes the winner to dinner." She suggested and held her hand out.

"Deal." They shook hands and (Y/N) went back into work mode, asking what he wanted to order and bringing them out moments later. This bet worked out in Takeshi's favour whether he wins or loses; he gets to go to dinner with his crush.

I see this as an absolute win.

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The rematch was a private race that no one knew about. They decided to keep quiet about it since it was more for fun and a test of who drove an R32 better. The next day was date night, and the loser of the race was currently on his way to pick up the lady at her apartment.

Yep, Takeshi lost. It's been a while since he lost a race on his home course, but he didn't mind one bit that (Y/N) was the one to beat him. It showed him just how impressive her skills were when it came to racing a mountain pass and controlling her car. If anything, it only made him fall in love with her that much more.

Takeshi parked his car in an open spot and made his way up to her apartment door, ringing the bell. A minute after, (Y/N) walked out the door wearing her favourite outfit.

"Hi, Takeshi." She greeted him with a smile then locked the door.

"(Y/N), you look... beautiful." He said as a blush began forming on his cheeks.

"Thank you. You're looking quite handsome yourself." She winked and chuckled when his blush got worse. 'It's so cute how easily he gets flustered.'

"O-oh, uhm, t-thanks." He looked at the ground, mentally scolding himself for stuttering. In all honesty though, Takeshi is really attractive. His black button up shirt was undone and had the sleeves rolled up over his elbows, showing his defined forearms. The white t-shirt underneath was slightly form fitting and was tucked in showing the belt wrapped around his black jeans that matched his black and white converse. He was looking like a sexy rebel today, wasn't he?

"You ready to go?" Takeshi asked and (Y/N) nodded enthusiastically.

"Sure am! I get to have dinner with a cute racer." She hooked her arm in his and pulled him along the down the stairs and to the car where he drove to dinner.

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They hit it off extremely well during their date that it led them to going on two more before Takeshi asked her to go out with him. She had said yes so quickly that she believed she hasn't replied to anyone that fast before.

The new couple had just finished another date and Takeshi was driving on Myogi. It was a calm drive with comfortable silence, the whistle of the turbos and Takeshi shifting gears being the only occasional sounds besides the constant growling of the engine.

"Ya know, this is a really fun pass to race on." (Y/N) piped up, breaking the silence.

"Why's that?"

"It has a nice balance of straightaways, corners, and hairpins. Some corners are easy, some are challenging. Same goes for the hairpins. It has a combination of everything, I can see why you love it so much." Takeshi couldn't help but smile. Finally, a girl that understands the importance of having a home course that offers everything.

(Y/N) watched him drive up the rest of the way until they reached the top of Myogi. Her eyes never left his form but definitely wandered. She noted how he was wearing the same outfit he wore on their first date. She kept complimenting him and couldn't get enough of it.

"See something you like?" Takeshi asked with a smirk and looking at her through the corner of his eye.

"Staring at someone I love, actually." (Y/N) replied smoothly with a mischievous smile. She wrapped her right arm around his left one, bringing her hand to his forearm to squeeze it. In an instant, Takeshi felt all the blood rush to his dick and he mentally cursed. Fuck.

Sometimes, he hated being a guy for the sole reason of being turned on and having to deal with a dick that gives it away so damn fast. When (Y/N) continued on with trailing her hand up and down his arm, giving it the occasional squeeze, he was quickly losing his mental restraint.

He quickly pulled in an empty parking spot in the corner, blending the black R32 in with the dark surroundings. As soon as he pulled up the e-brake and unbuckled the harnesses, Takeshi leaned over the centre console and cupped (Y/N)'s face with both hands, pulling her into an almost desperate kiss.

His quick movements took her by surprise, but she easily responded to his kiss. She kissed him back just as feverishly, her hand swiftly tangling itself in his soft black hair. Takeshi groaned lowly when she tugged on his hair. (Y/N) swiped her tongue along his bottom lip asking for entrance but Takeshi kept his mouth shut and smirked.

His smirk didn't last long when (Y/N) roughly tugged on his hair and brought her free hand to his neck to lightly squeeze it as she bit his bottom lip. He shivered and moaned loudly, allowing (Y/N) to slip her tongue in. Takeshi had a dark blush form quickly over his cheeks from both their actions. He had never moaned that loudly before and found it a bit embarrassing on his part.

On the other hand, he never thought he would love for a woman to take control so easily. Takeshi believed he would always be the dominant one during sex whether he was on top or bottom, but god damn he loved the dominance his woman was displaying right now.

Their tongues fought but (Y/N) quickly won that fight. Takeshi let her do as she pleased, marking every corner of his mouth as hers. She pulled away from the kiss a few moment later and slid her hand from his neck down to his chest, pushing him to lean back in the seat. She climbed over the console and straddled his lap, Takeshi's hands holding her waist.

"So," she started, a playful smirk on her lips, "you either like having your hair pulled or being choked, maybe even both. Which is it?" she finished with whispering in his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. This woman is going to be the death of him.

"Everything." He replied breathily.

"Do you want more?" she whispered again, tracing his jawline with her thumb.

"Y-yeah." He tightened his grip on her waist at the thought. (Y/N) happily obliged and left a path of feathery kisses from his ear to his neck until she found the spot near the crook of it that made his breath hitch. She focused there, kissing, biting, and sucking at it. His moans rang out, one after the other at her territorial actions. She pulled away and the spot was a dark purplish red with small traces of bite marks.

She moved to the other side of his neck, surprised to find another sensitive area that was just below the side of his jaw. (Y/N) gave the same treatment to the new spot as she did the last. Takeshi had his head leaning back against the seat, giving her more room. She could feel the vibrations his throat made as he moaned her name and groaned.

She loved how he fell apart so quickly from such simple actions as well as how vocal he was. The way his voice lowered when he groaned or slightly raised when he moaned was heavenly and it sent waves of heat straight down to her core.

When the second mark on his neck was made, she pulled away, getting a good look at him. His beautiful liquid silver eyes were clouded over. His ears, cheeks, and the bridge of his nose were tinted red with a blush. His silky blacky hair was messy and more of his bangs were ruffled over his forehead.

Takeshi was a hot mess.

She smiled affectionately and gave a series of kisses that he eagerly returned as he rubbed his hands up and down her thighs. (Y/N) took off his black button-up shirt and untucked the white t-shirt underneath. They broke the kiss so Takeshi could take it off while she did the same for her clothes. When she was left in her underwear, Takeshi eyed her up with lust filled eyes.

She pulled the lever under the seat up so Takeshi could push it as far back as it would go, giving them more leg room. (Y/N) made quick work in taking off his belt and lowering his pants. She lowered herself to the floor and palmed his hard arousal through his boxers, a low groan emanating through his throat.

She pulled his boxers down and Takeshi gave a relieved moan. With her slim fingers wrapped around the base, she started with slow pumps that had the worked-up man throw his head back against the seat with drawled out moans of her name following. (Y/N) continued her slow pace, waiting for Takeshi to beg her to do something.

Tonight, he was at her complete mercy.

Although, he has behaved wonderfully so far, which is working out in his favour. The better you behave, the more pleasure you'll receive. He brought a hand to her hair, tangling his fingers into it but wasn't able to hold it roughly due to his shaking from such euphoria. His other hand was gripping the edge of the seat so hard that his knuckles had turned white.

"(Y-Y/N) ..." He said shakily, his voice quivering as much as his body.

"Yes Takeshi?" she asked with a seductive tone that made his breath hitch.

"F-faster, p-please..." His voice cracked. (Y/N) complied and quickened her pace as Takeshi's moans resonated throughout the car. She brought her lips to the underside of his arousal and licked upward until she reached the tip. She took most of him in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down. She continued to use her hand for what she couldn't reach, keeping the fast pace.

Takeshi muttered that he was close to coming and (Y/N) stopped her actions, leaning back. The desperate man above her whined in protest from the denial.

"Don't worry love, you'll get it." (Y/N) hummed reassuringly. As she was pushing herself up, Takeshi weakly pointed towards the glove box of the car. She immediately understood and dug around for a second before pulling out the small package and tearing it open, sliding it down his length.

Takeshi watched as she straddled him, some strands of his hair slightly blocking his eyes. He was truly at a loss for words. He never thought he'd see the day where he became so undone under (Y/N)'s touch. He felt like he went completely numb, barely being able lift a finger and not having any feeling in his legs, yet he could feel everything she did to him so vividly.

All in one fluid motion, she had taken off her underwear and lowered herself onto his length. They moaned in unison before (Y/N) lightly wrapped her fingers around his neck with one hand and leaned in, capturing his lips with hers in a passionate kiss. She rubbed her thumb along the side of his neck in up and downward motions. When she lightly squeezed, he hummed pleasantly into the kiss. Takeshi slid his hands up her thighs to hold her hips, his grip tightening for a moment every time she lowered herself back down onto him.

As (Y/N)'s pace increased, the pressure she applied to his neck did as well. They had broken away from the kiss, their breathing getting heavy quickly. Takeshi moaned her name repeatedly as if it were the only thing he knew. His hold on her hips were rough and his nails were leaving small crescents on her skin. The vibrations she felt coming from his throat had her grip on his neck tightening just a bit more, another euphoric moan passing through the man's lips.

(Y/N) loved the way his length filled her so perfectly. The tip hit the right spot that had her eyes roll back and her back arch. When they were nearing their release, she let go of his neck, moving it to his hair. Lacing her fingers through the soft, messy strands, she tugged on it lightly and held onto his shoulder with the other hand for balance.

"Takeshi!" She screamed his name as she came, and he followed shortly after with a drawled-out moan of her name. (Y/N) placed her head on his shoulder, catching her breath. She lightly kissed Takeshi's neck, her hand caressing the other side. He rubbed her hip and pressed kisses on her head.

They sat there in comfortable silence until their breathing had returned to normal and they situated themselves with their clothes. "I don't know what you did to me," Takeshi started, "but fuck I loved every minute of it." He chuckled lightly and (Y/N) joined in.

"Seems to be that you love being the submissive one, hmm?" she gave at him a teasing smile.

"Only for you." He hooked a finger under her chin and pulled her towards him, pressing a long, passionate kiss on her lips then pulling away. "How about I get you home?"

"Only if you stay the night with me?" (Y/N) asked hopefully.

"What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't?" Takeshi winked and started the car. The minute they were under the covers of (Y/N)'s bed, Takeshi pulled her towards him, her back pressing against his chest as he spooned her.

"I thought subs liked being the ones that get spooned?"

"Yeah, yeah, just go to sleep."

Mako Sato - Breathless Night

• Mako Sato x M!Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 1,144. • Synopsis: In which a late-night drive in the cool weather leads the couple to heat things up in a hotel room.

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It's a cool night, (Y/N) thought as he drove along the winding roads of Akina, Mako sitting beside him. The windows were rolled down, allowing the cool, night breeze to move freely throughout the car. Mako looked over at him with a soft, fond smile. She watched how fluidly (Y/N) controlled his (F/C) as he tore up the roads.

"(Y/N), can we stop over there? I want to see the view of the city from here." She asked softly and (Y/N) pulled over onto the side of the road. The couple got out of the car and sat on the hood, sitting close to one another. The view was beautiful from Akina. The small, twinkling lights of the city below and the silhouettes of the mountains in the distance. It was almost ethereal.

"You alright, Mako?" he asked gently, slowly entwining his fingers with hers.

"Yeah. Everything is perfect." She inhaled and sighed calmly, a peaceful smile gracing her beautiful features.

Looking away from the view, they met each other's gaze and slowly leaned in towards each other. (Y/N) slid his hand around to hold the back of her neck. Their lips brushed against each other's for a moment before they closed the distance. Moving in sync, their lips molded together like two pieces of a puzzle.

Mako slid her tongue across his bottom lip and he lightly muttered her name. He opened his mouth and their tongues intertwined in a passionate dance rather than a fight for dominance. She moved to straddle his lap, a small moan escaping her lips. Mako pushed him down to lie on the hood as their kisses became rougher and more passionate.

She blushed lightly when she felt his length brush against her inner thigh. She trailed her hand down his stomach until her hand lied over his arousal. He sighed deeply from the touch and lowered his hand from her back to just above her ass. He had come back to his senses, realizing where they were and that someone, most likely a racer could drive by and see them.

"Mako, we shouldn't do this here," she also came out of her daze, the blush on her cheeks getting darker with realization, "but I know somewhere we can go, if you want?" (Y/N) suggested, his breaths becoming calmer.

Mako nodded and got off of the hood, "Sounds good, how fast can you get there?" she smirked and winked seductively.

"Faster than any race I've been in, babe." He quickly pecked her on the lips, and they got in the car before taking off. The (F/C)'s tyres screeched as (Y/N) drifted around corners, getting to the bottom of the pass faster. Back on city streets, he drove quickly through them before turning a corner to their destination: a hotel. Once the car was parked, the couple got out and headed for the doors of the hotel. Checking in and going to their room, they both could feel the anticipation building up with each step.

(Y/N) unlocked the door and immediately pulled Mako into a rough kiss. He picked her up and walked through the door, Mako kicked it shut and flicked the lock. He pinned her to the nearest wall and pulled away from the kiss to attack her neck. Gasps and moans escaped past her lips, strongly encouraging (Y/N) to continue. He painted the sides of her neck with shades of red and purple, the marks being in places that would surely be difficult to hide without makeup.

He set her down and unzipped the back of her dress, letting it fall onto the floor. Mako made quick work of his shirt and pants that joined her dress in a small pile. Left in their underwear, she was picked up once again and carried to the bed. (Y/N) unclipped her bra and slid it off, exposing her soft breasts. He took one in his mouth, his tongue pleasing the soft bud. Bringing the free hand, he wasn't balancing on, to the heat between her legs, he slipped two fingers in easily. The coolness of his fingers mixing with her warm wetness had sent a shiver down her spine, a soft moan following. By the time he switched to her other breast, she was well prepared with the stimulation his skilled fingers gave.

(Y/N) pulled away a minute later, pulling her underwear off completely, leaving her exposed to him. Sitting up, Mako slides his boxers down, his hard length no longer confined. She motioned for him lie on the bed before crawling over to him and lowering herself to take all of him in one fluid motion. They loudly moaned each other's name and (Y/N) stayed still, allowing Mako to adjust to his size.

She gave a few test movements and sighed at the pleasant feeling. Mako began to move her hips with slow up and downward motions, before going faster until she found a steady rhythm. (Y/N) had a rough grip on her hips as she rode him, his breaths quickly becoming ragged.

He started to thrust up every time Mako came down, making the experience truly euphoric. Her nails dug into the muscles on his stomach, leaving small crescent marks. Her moans rang out like a symphony as she begged him to go faster, her legs getting tired. (Y/N) held her hips steady and quickened his thrusts from below her. She had her head back and eyes closed, sighing, and moaning with pleasure.

Her walls tightened around him as she got closer to her release. She came not a minute later, a scream of his name escaping her throat. (Y/N) pulled out and Mako turned around, getting on her hands and knees, lowering her top half. She arched her back, allowing more of her ass to show. He moved to line himself up and slowly pushed in, making sure she was fine until he was fully sheathed. He pulled out and pushed back in slowly to test the waters and received a pleased moan when he did.

He started out with slow thrusts that steadily increased in pace. Mako moaned whenever he gave a sharp, deep thrust occasionally. Her heavy breathing sounded throughout the room and (Y/N)'s speed increased. He grabbed her hips and held them roughly, thrusting deeper. She loudly moaned his name as he came, filling her completely. He groaned out hers at the same time, slowly coming down from his high.

When he pulled out, Mako gave a small whine from the now empty feeling. They lied down as they caught their breath, Mako resting her head on his chest. He pulled her closer into a hug, that she gladly returned with a hum. She placed a hand on his cheek, having him look down at her as she placed a series of soft kisses on his lips before they soon fell asleep.

Mako Sato & Sayuki - Rock Me to the Top

• Mako Sato x M!Reader x Sayuki | Smut | • Word Count: 1,114. • Synopsis: In which the racers of Impact Blue share the same feelings as their friend does for them, so the girls come up with a solution that works in everyone's favour.

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"Hey, Mako, I was thinking..." Sayuki paused before continuing, "you know how (Y/N) said that he loves both of us but doesn't want to choose one over the other? That he felt like it would our relationship with each other?"

"Yeah, I remember. What are you getting at?" Mako looked at Sayuki curiously.

"Well, what if he didn't have to choose one of us? We could share each other." Sayuki replied, biting her bottom lip.

"I suppose it wouldn't be too difficult to keep it a secret from others. Everyone pretty much knows the three of us are friends already. It doesn't sound like a bad idea, Sayuki," Mako spoke thoughtfully, "should we invite (Y/N) over, then? We can talk it over and see what he thinks."

"Yeah, that sounds good. I'll call him and we can go to my place." Sayuki grabbed her phone and Mako turned the car on, starting to drive to Sayuki's house.

(Y/N) answered the phone after two rings and Sayuki asked if he could come over tonight to talk about what the girls had planned. He agreed and Sayuki gave a quick, "Sweet!" before they ended the call.

"That went well, hm? What do you have in mind, exactly?" Mako questioned.

"Something that I'm sure we'll all enjoy." Sayuki replied with a smirk, causing Mako to hum thoughtfully as she continued to drive.

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The girls sat on the couch as they waited for (Y/N) to arrive. They chatted about anything that came to mind until Mako asked, "Do you think he's going to agree to do this?"

"Well, you and I are already on board with the idea. If it's consent he's worried about, that won't be a problem. We already agreed, so it's up to him if he wants to go through with it."

"I'm honestly kind of excited about this, it'll be interesting." Mako said with a glint in her eyes. The doorbell rang a few moments later and Sayuki went to open it.

"Hey (Y/N), come on in!" She stepped aside as he entered.

"So, you wanted to talk to me about something?" He questioned quizzically. Mako had walked over and stood on the other side of (Y/N).

"Well, we know you like us, and we came up with a solution, if you agree of course. Since you don't want to choose one of us over the other, you can share us." Sayuki explained as her and Mako each wrapped an arm around his and they gave a quick peck on each side of his neck.

"Um, well I'm fine with. I love you both but are you sure you want to do this?" he looked at the girls with a blush creeping onto his cheeks.

"Oh yeah, we're sure." They replied in unison.

(Y/N) sighed when the girls placed one more kiss on his neck before taking him upstairs to Sayuki's room. They had him sit on the bed and lean against the headboard. Mako crawled over to his left side and pulled him into a rough and passionate kiss that he eagerly returned.

Sayuki crawled over to his other side, sliding her hand up his thigh slowly. As she trailed her hand over clothed length, she could feel that it was already hard. Mako slid her hands up and down his chest and swiped her tongue across his bottom lip. (Y/N) opened his mouth and their tongues fought for dominance. Just as he was about to win, Sayuki grabbed his hard length making him gasp and freeze long enough for Mako to win.

Sayuki started to undo (Y/N)'s pants and pull them along with his boxers down in one movement. Bringing her hand to his arousal, she trailed her fingers along the base of it, earning her a groan from the man. Mako unbuttoned his shirt and took it off before initiating another rough kiss.

(Y/N) took off Mako's clothes and brought a hand to her heat, teasingly rubbing his fingers around it. She moaned while grinding against his hand, wanting more friction.

"(Y/N) ...please." She begged as her grinding got rougher. He trailed his fingers down the centre before easily sliding them into her. He increased the pace, and she moaned. When he added a third finger, her moans got louder. Sayuki quickly took off her clothes and straddled (Y/N), lowering herself onto his length, taking all of him in at once.

He groaned deeply, quickening the pace of his fingers as Mako's moans of his name echoed throughout the room. He held Sayuki's hip roughly with his free hand and thrust up as she came down.

"Sayuki... that's it." (Y/N) said between pants she continued to come down, meeting his thrusts. Returning his attention to Mako, he curled his fingers causing her to throw her head back and yell his name as she came on his fingers. He pulled them out and Mako grabbed his wrist, bringing his hand to mouth as she cleaned it off with her tongue.

As (Y/N) watched her, he could feel himself getting close and Sayuki noticed. She met his thrusts a few more times before lifting off of him as he came on her stomach.

"Switch?" Sayuki looked towards Mako.

"Sure."

The girls switched places and Mako crawled between his legs. As she lowered herself onto his length, Sayuki left kisses and hickeys down the side of his neck. Mako groaned lightly as she grinded against him before fully taking him in. Doing the same thing he did to Mako, (Y/N) teased her wet entrance.

"Don't be like that..." Sayuki said breathlessly as she took his hand and immediately put three fingers into her. She moaned his name and bit her lip when he set the pace quickly.

As Mako rode him, she took more of him in each time she came down. She eventually went faster when she found a steady rhythm. (Y/N) held her hip as he thrust up into her. Both of the girl's moans echoed through the room as they were equally pleasured. He could feel Mako's walls slowly tightening around him.

(Y/N)'s thrusts get faster as does his ministrations to Sayuki. When he curled his fingers and gave a sharp thrust, both girls moaned his name. He could feel both of them getting closer and kept up his speed until the girls yelled his name, coming at the same time. (Y/N) gave a few more rough thrusts then pulled out, coming onto Mako's stomach.

When they came down from their high, they cleaned up quickly before crawling back in bed. The girls curled up on each side of (Y/N), his arms draped over their waists as they fell asleep.

Wataru Akiyama - When the Sun Goes Down

• Wataru Akiyama x Reader Pt. 1 (Part 2 Here!) • Word Count: 5,583. • Synopsis: In which another, but new 8-6 is found on the usual route home, leading to the introduction of the handsome owner, a date to know him ensues the next day and things go great... until he has to return home in a whole other prefecture. It leaves one girl particularly sad until her date comes up with a plan that keeps their new relationship strong.

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The bells of the school rang out, signaling the end of the day. The students eagerly walked about the corridors to leave, talking with their friends along the way. (Y/N) grabbed her bag and walked down the stairs to change shoes. She found her friends, Takumi and Itsuki across the room.

"Ahh, finally! School's over." Itsuki fist bumped the air.

"We have it again on Monday, Itsuki." (Y/N) said in a sing-song voice, much to the boy's dismay.

"C'mon (Y/N), why'd you have to go and say that?" he crossed his arms and pouted while she and Takumi chuckled. The three walked off the school grounds, talking with each other until they branched off to head home. (Y/N) continued on, turning around the usual corner while glancing at the scenery.

No matter how many times she's seen the same view, it was always pretty to her. She smiled softly, turning her head to look forward and seeing a neat car just ahead.

What's that? It looks like Takumi's 8-6. As she got closer, it ended up looking exactly like Itsuki's Levin, it didn't have the pop-up lights. She looked through the driver side window, seeing something behind the steering wheel. It appeared to be some sort of... gauge? She couldn't get a good look at what it was for.

"Hey."

(Y/N) jumped and turned to her left, seeing a rather good-looking guy leaning against the rear fender of the car. He gave her a charming smile that made her heart flutter.

"H-hi," she stood up straight, a light blush dusting her cheeks, "I uh, was just looking at the car." She said shyly.

He chuckled lightly. "I see that. You like 8-6's, then?"

"Is that what this is? I thought it was an 8-5. I get the two confused, this one doesn't have the little pop-up lights." She said, moving her hands in up and down motions, mimicking the retractable lights.

"It's an 8-6 Levin. Levin's don't have pop-ups, Trueno's do. An 8-5 Trueno has pop-ups, an 8-6 Trueno has them, that sort of thing."

"Ohhh. Why can't people explain it this simple the first time? None of my friends ever talk like that, they always explain it way out of proportion and it's always the high-tech car stuff I'll probably never understand." She made a face of slight annoyance while glaring at a random object. The man's smile grew as he laughed.

"I'm Wataru Akiyama." He held his hand out.

"(Y/N) (L/N)." She smiled and shook it.

"I like it, a pretty name for a pretty girl." He winked, that handsome smile never leaving his face.

"T-thanks, you're pretty t-too. W-wait that's not what I meant. I meant, p-pretty for a guy, in a guy way-" (Y/N) gave up on talking and stared at the new and highly interesting ground.

Wataru chuckled and replied, "You're cute when flustered."

"I'm not flustered." She gave a small 'hmph', crossing her arms, trying to give him and intimidating glare. He only looked at her with an unconvinced expression, saying, Really?

"How about you just show me how your fancy car works." She glanced at the white Levin then back to him.

"I can do that." He said, pushing himself off of the car and opening the door. He pulled the lever to pop open the hood motioned for her to follow.

"Ooh, you got a turbo in it?"

"Yep, the car is turbo-charged. The gauge behind the steering wheel is for it. That's what you were looking at through the window, right?" he tilted his head slightly.

"Yeah, I couldn't see what it was for. What's it sound like?" she looked up at him with excited eyes, wanting to hear the amazing turbo noises. Wataru gave a small head motion for her to follow again, opening the door and waving his hand towards the inside.

"Get in, you can rev her if you like."

"Really?!" (Y/N) asked with a large smile.

"Mhmm, go on." Wataru chuckled, pointing to the car again. She got in, sinking down in the bucket seat and he put the key in the ignition.

"You know manuals?" he questioned.

"Just the general idea of them."

"Okay, the far-left pedal is the clutch, push that all the way in then turn the car on like normal."

(Y/N) did as told, the car turning on with a low growl. Wataru told her she could let off the clutch and to give it some revs. "Go on, she can take it."

She did just that, the whistle of the turbo fluttered beautifully and sounded amazing. She smiled happily doing it a few more times before she got out of the car and gave Wataru a quick hug saying, "Thanks for that, it was awesome!"

He smiled, telling her, "No problem," as he returned her hug with an arm around her shoulders.

(Y/N) unfortunately had to leave, having work to do at home. As she waved, she told him, "I'll see you around sometime!" before turning to continue her route home.

"Hey, wait!"

(Y/N) turned back around to face him. He rubbed the back of his neck a bit shyly before asking, "I was wondering... would you like to go out somewhere with me sometime?" his pale cheeks had been dusted over with a light blush.

"I'd love to! You're a nice guy, Wataru." (Y/N) wore a soft smile on her beautiful features. They agreed on meeting where they were at the same time tomorrow and parted ways.

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Crap, I'm gonna be late. (Y/N) rummaged through her dresser for a suitable outfit to wear but found nothing worthy enough. She really wanted to dress nice for Wataru, but not overdo it. Sighing, she continued pulling clothes out of her dresser, creating a large pile behind her.

"Come on, give me something good..." She stopped and looked to her closet, staring at the door for a minute. She slid it open, searching through more clothes that were hung up on the rack.

"Finally!" she pulled out a summer dress that was light and flowed smoothly; perfect for the day's weather. (Y/N) slipped it on, finding a pair of flat sandals to match it. She looped the straps around her ankles and through the buckle, fixed up her hair, put on a small necklace and bracelet, and grabbed her small purse. Putting the long strap over her head to rest on her shoulder, she left the house.

(Y/N) walked quickly, hoping to get to their meeting spot sooner. She turned corner after corner until she finally saw the newly familiar white 8-6 and Wataru leaning against it. She sped up into a small run, gaining his attention when she got closer.

"I'm sorry I'm late! My clothes decided to give me a hard time today." (Y/N) apologized.

"It's all good, it was definitely worth the wait." He checked her out and smiled. "You look beautiful."

She blushed at his words. "T-thanks."

"Of course. Should we get going then?" he motioned to the Levin, unlocking it. (Y/N) nodded eagerly, hopping in on the other side.

"Is there anywhere in particular you wanted to go to?"

"I couldn't think of anything I haven't done yet. How about you?"

We could go to a restaurant not far from here if you're hungry?" he suggested and started the car.

"That sounds great!" (Y/N) went to put the seat belt on except... it wasn't there?

"Oh, I got harnesses, not regular belts. Here." Wataru leaned over, helping her into them. Her face felt hot at how close he was, being able to smell his cologne as well. He smelled nice, she thought. Once he finished with the belts, he glanced up at her with a rather adorable smile.

"Not too tight?"

"Nope, it's perfect."

He nodded and made a sound of approval, leaning back and harnessing himself in before pulling out onto the road. They arrived at the restaurant rather quickly, a cool breeze passed them as they headed for the entrance. It was perfect weather for sitting outside.

"It's beautiful out today." (Y/N) piped up.

"It is, you want to sit outside?" Wataru asked, looking down at her and she nodded happily. He opened the front door, holding it for her. She thanked him and he smiled with a nod. A hostess greeted them and Wataru asked for an outside table.

The hostess showed them to a corner table that gave a nice view of the town and road slightly below them.

After they ordered drinks, Wataru spoke first. "So, time for classic questions. What are some things you like?"

You, she thought. "I love cars, obviously. I just wish I knew more about them and could learn them easier," they both smiled in amusement, "I also like beaches, animals, street and track races, occasional shopping sprees, and more I can't think of. It's all the normal stuff, really, nothing too exciting."

"Well, you, unlike most girls, are actually very interested in cars and the racing scene, both street and track. I find that highly attractive in a lady."

(Y/N) blushed at the compliment and looked at her drink. "Thank you. What about you, anything you like?"

"8-6's, racing, driving, there's just something about driving that feels great. Being in total control of your car, feeling everything on the road, feeling the give and take the car displays, and also," he paused, looking her up and down again, "you."

(Y/N) slightly choked on her drink, her eyes widening. Her blush became furious and her face felt like it was on fire. "R-really?" she looked down at her lap, shyly playing with a piece of her dress. He smiled, humming "mhmm" as a response.

"Can I take you to another place, if it's not too late for you by now?"

She hadn't even realized how much time had passed. "Yeah, of course. This wasn't the only place you planned on going to?" They walked back to his 8-6 that was sitting pretty in its parking spot.

"Well, I was planning on taking you there another time, but I think it would work out better now." Wataru said as they got in the car, leaving the restaurant.

"You're not telling me where we're going until we get there, are you?"

"Nope."

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"The beach?" (Y/N) sat up straight, gazing out the window. The sunset was reflected over the vast ocean, giving it a breathtaking appearance.

"You told me you liked beaches, so I figured a walk on one couldn't hurt. That, and we got here at the right time, the sunset seems perfect, yeah?" he wore a handsome smile as they walked down the small bridge, onto the sand, and to the shoreline.

"It's beautiful, Wataru." (Y/N)'s smile shone nearly as bright as the sunset's reflection. The two enjoyed each other's presence, slowly walking along the shoreline. Wataru linked his hand with hers, slowly and gently, it was subtle. A faint blush dusted the girl's cheeks and she lightly squeezed his hand in return. He let out a pleased hum, a beautiful grin gracing his features.

As they walked along the shoreline, (Y/N) found a large flat rock to sit on. She dragged Wataru with her and he yelped, surprised at her sudden pull. They sat on the rock, legs stretched out in front of them, and hands still linked together. Facing the horizon, both watched the sparkling ocean and the slow setting of the sun.

"You know," Wataru started, "I don't think I've ever felt this relaxed around anyone before. You have such a calm demeanor, it's a real nice change of pace." Still gazing at the sunset with a peaceful smile, he spoke again. "I've never been this happy in any of my past relationships. They were always so... well, too energetic all the time. They always wanted to go and do something instead of chilling out for a day, sit and take it all in, like right now," Wataru turned his gaze to her, "it's only been a day and you've made the happiest that I've been in a long time."

(Y/N)'s smile was that of adoration. She wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning in for a hug, and resting her head on his shoulder. He did the same, his arm around her side securely. They cuddled until the last bit of the sun had finally set, leaving only a few dim shades of light left.

"I want to take you to one last place, if that's alright?"

"I'd love to, you've proven to be full of pleasant surprises."

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They drove to Akina, reaching the top at the lake. It was dark, and the stars that shined above them were reflected over the still water. Wataru lied on the hood of the car and pat the spot next to him for (Y/N) to join him. She lied down with him, being sure not to scratch the paint.

"Thank you for all of this Wataru, it's amazing." (Y/N) faced him, meeting his beautiful brown eyes.

"You deserve it. I didn't think I'd fall for someone this quickly, but you're really something else." He softly rubbed the side of her cheek. (Y/N) smiled at his touch, gently holding his wrist. He moved in closer until their lips brushed lightly against the other's. Wataru met her soft gaze, silently asking for approval. (Y/N) closed the distance between them and their lips molded together perfectly. His were soft, smooth, and gentle against her own.

His hand moved from her cheek to the back of her neck, his fingers tangling themselves lightly through her hair. (Y/N) propped herself up on an arm, getting a more comfortable angle. She leaned over him, her other arm resting on his chest. Wataru weaved his fingers back into her hair as they reinitiated the kiss.

He pulled her closer by the waist, being almost fully on top of him. He hummed in the kiss, satisfied, and a small grin creeped its way onto his face. It felt like their loving kisses had gone on forever until they slowly pulled away, blushes dusted over their cheeks.

"Maybe I should get you home now, it's quite late." He helped her up, his arm still wrapped around her waist.

"Yeah, don't want my parents to start worrying." (Y/N) lightly chuckled, and Wataru gave her a small peck on her lips before they were back in the car.

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"Turn right then go down a bit further." Wataru listened to (Y/N)'s instructions. He turned onto her house's road and pointed to it when it was in view. He pulled over in front of the small driveway and parked the car.

Before (Y/N) got out, he quickly said, "I have to go home."

"Well, you'd think so, right?" she looked at him quizzically.

"I mean... I live in Saitama."

"Oh... then," she paused, "what are you doing way over here?"

"My parents wanted my sister and I to help our aunt with her hotel for a few weeks. Tonight, is when we leave to go home."

(Y/N) sat in silence, thinking his words over before hesitantly asking, "You're going to come back, right?"

"Of course, I will. I might not be able to do it often, but I can once a week at least. It's a little over a two-hour drive, but I'd drive anywhere to see you." He smiled reassuringly, running a hand over her hair.

(Y/N) leaned over the center console, hugging him tightly. He returned the gesture immediately, leaving light kisses on her head and nuzzling his nose against her hair.

"When will you come back?" she asked, her voice muffled by the hug.

"Are Friday's alright? I know you have school, but I work on weekends. It's the closest I can get to a weekend type of day."

"As long as I get to see you, I don't care what day it is."

"Then it's settled. I'll pick you up from school every Friday, and we can do anything you want for the rest of the day."

(Y/N) nodded eagerly and Wataru made a sound of amusement. He hooked a finger under her chin, lifting her head up before he pressed a soft kiss to her lips. He gave one more on her forehead and pulled away, motioning to the house. "Go on, I'll see you Friday, alright?" his soft voice had an adorable smile to match.

"Okay." She smiled solemnly, and opened the door. She stopped abruptly and turned around, cupping his face with both hands and giving him a passionate kiss. She then got out of the car as quickly as she turned around, shut the door and sped walked into her house.

Wataru sat in shock from just how fast the girl did all of that. Once he was out of it, he laughed and said, "That girl," then pulled onto the road, heading home.

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The bell rang throughout the school, signaling that it was lunch time. The class was dismissed, and (Y/N) went to get her food. She met Takumi and Itsuki on the roof, seeing as they beat her there.

"Hey guys!" she waved, walking over to them.

"Hey (Y/N), how are you?" Takumi spoke first.

"Doing fine, can't wait until school's over, though."

"Ugh, you and me both..." Itsuki piped up, "Hey, I've been wondering... you seem a lot happier on Fridays..." He paused and rubbed his chin, looking at (Y/N) with his overly suspicious expression. "So, what you doing these days, hmm?" he got closer, staring at her with wide eyes, waiting for an answer.

"Uh, well last month I went on a date and it had been fantastic. Thing is, he lives in another prefecture and works on weekends, so he visits every Friday after school."

Itsuki's eyes widened like saucers and he stopped moving. "You got a boyfriend?! And you didn't tell us? You didn't tell me?! Come on, (Y/N) we're friends here, you got to talk to me about these things." He continued to ramble on and complain, like always.

"So, what's his name, anyway?" he gave her another serious expression.

"Wataru." She blushed at the sound of his name. Itsuki squinted suspiciously at her once again.

"Hmm... What's his last name?"

"What does that have to do with-"

"Just answer the question!"

"Akiyama! Sheesh." (Y/N) raised her hands in surrender. "Why did you want to know, anyway?"

"Does he have a sister?"

"Yes."

"Is her name Kazumi?"

"Um, yeah, I think so."

"Aww man..." Itsuki looked down and sighed heavily. "I haven't seen her since she had to go back home in Saitama. And her brother was a real jerk." He mumbled more to himself than to her.

"You mean Wataru?" (Y/N) raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, him. Takumi raced him on Shomaru Pass. Before that though, he got all pissed off, saying Takumi lied about not knowing what the new engine in his 8-6 was. Takumi doesn't know engines, so obviously he wasn't lying. But the guy took one look at it, then boom, he just got angry at Takumi. He took off after that, leaving Kazumi with me. We ended up sleeping in the 8-5 that night. Man, I miss her..." He mumbled the last sentence with a sad look on his face.

"He's one of the nicest guys I've met. He's been nothing but sweet." (Y/N) said.

"Maybe when it comes to you, yeah, but with 8-6s and other things he seems to get moody when he thinks you're lying."

"Well, I think you guys might have just left a bad first impression is all; it happens." She shrugged.

"I guess... hey! Do you think you could convince him to bring Kazumi sometime? I want to see her!" Itsuki dropped to his knees, begging (Y/N) dramatically.

"I can ask him, but can't promise anything. He's probably driving here now, so it might be another time."

"You mean he drives all the way from Saitama every week?" Itsuki asked and the bell rang, signaling lunch was over. The group packed their things, walking back to class.

"Yeah, like I said earlier, he drives here every Friday and picks me up from school. After that, we go out for the rest of the day then he goes home."

"How long has this been going on? Ugh... all this time I could've seen Kazumi every week." Itsuki put on another pouting face.

Takumi rolled his eyes and said, "Come on Itsuki, stop being such a baby."

"Huh?! Me?! You're on to talk, Takumi." He argued.

"I'm not a baby..." Takumi replied with the daydream tone he uses while thinking.

(Y/N) giggled at the boys' antics as she followed them. They argued about girls and Takumi reminding him about being something called a 'lonely driver'.

They took their seats in the next class, trudging through the teacher's lecture, writing notes and answering questions. The process repeated for the last few agonizingly slow hours until the dismissal bell rang. (Y/N) shot up and packed her things quickly. Speed walking across the halls and down the stairs, she changed her shoes. Just as she got outside, she heard the familiar sound of a turbo pull into the small pick-up lot. People nearby stopped and watch the Levin park next to the sidewalk. They talked amongst themselves about the car and girls started to talk about good Wataru looked when he got out of the car.

"Remember to ask him about bringing Kazumi, you got that?" (Y/N) jumped and turned around, seeing Itsuki. He pointed back and forth between her and Wataru with a serious look.

She let out an exasperated sigh and replied, "Yeah, yeah, I'll ask him. No promises though." She turned and left, hearing Itsuki do a small cheer and most likely one of his weird dances.

"Taru!" He looked towards her direction and smiled when he saw her.

"(Y/N), how are you?" he greeted the same way he did every week.

"Doing great, and you?" she hugged him and felt his arms wrap around her.

A lot better now that you're here."

"You're such a ladies' man."

"Only for you," he winked, making her giggle and small blush. "What did you have in mind for today?"

She shrugged, "You normally have this better planned out than I do. I can barely think of anything."

"Well, what do girls like to do on the weekends?"

"Call their girl-friends and talk about boys." She smiled cheekily.

Wataru made an unimpressed expression before laughing, not being able to hold his straight face.

He's so cute when he laughs. (Y/N) mentally squealed at the adorable sight. When his laughter died down, he asked about going to the mall then out for dinner, to which she eagerly agreed.

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The couple spent a few hours going into different stores, looking at what they had to offer. Taru had gently pulled (Y/N) in a different direction, towards a dress shop.

"Dresses?" she tilted her head, looking at few next to her.

"Wear one to dinner?" he asked with a glimmer in his eyes.

She smiled and nodded, "Sure, which one?"

"You're just gonna have to try them on until we find the right one." He grinned childishly.

(Y/N) tried on dress after dress for about fifteen minutes until she walked out in a (F/C) one. It was floor-length, light, flowy, and had a small sash around the waist that had small gems in it.

Wataru was looking through other dresses and she called out to him. "Taru?"

He looked over and stopped moving at the sight of her. He slightly nodded to himself before quickly saying, "Yep, that's the one, I'm getting it for you." He looked over her in awe, humming pleasantly. "Damn, it's perfect on you." (Y/N) smiled shyly, giving a small thank you. She went back to change out of the dress then to the register where Wataru paid for it.

Before they left, she changed back into the dress and they went straight to dinner. The couple got a seat in the back corner and talked as they waited for their orders. Their conversations ranged from embarrassing childhood moments, to what they dreamed of doing in the future. Topics of building cars, somehow turned to talking about the weirdest and possibly even creepiest things they've seen or heard. Date nights with Taru were never a dull moment.

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Wataru drove her back home and the thought of him leaving again was killing her. She came out of her thoughts when she heard the e-brake being pulled up. She looked out the window and saw her house. She sighed, unbuckling herself and look at Wataru. He gave her a knowing and sympathetic smile. He got out of the car and she followed, meeting him on his side. He pulled her in for a loving hug, (Y/N) resting her head against his chest, and that was when her tears fell.

He put his head on top of hers, running his hand soothingly through her hair as the other held her tightly. She only hugged him harder when he left soft kisses on her head.

"It's gonna be okay," he said softly, "I'm coming back. I know it hurts, love, I feel the same." More of her tears fell as she shook slightly.

"Maybe this will get easier when you graduate. You won't be stuck on a schedule and you'll have a lot more time open. Just a couple more months to go, until then, I'll always come back and see you, alright?" he reassured her softly, and (Y/N) nodded shakily in response.

He gently pulled away and took his jacket off, wrapping it around her shoulders. "You hold onto that until next week, and I'll bring a different one to switch it out with. We'll keep switching each week until you graduate, then you can steal as many of them as you want from me. How's that sound?" he gave her the sweet smile of his that she loved.

"Mhmm." (Y/N) nodded, wiping her tears and smiled up at him; his smiles were contagious. Taru cupped her cheeks with both hands, planting three soft kisses on her face: one on the forehead, one on the nose, and one on the lips. When he pulled back, he wiped away the last few tears on her cheeks.

"I love you."

"I love you too." She replied quickly, almost desperately.

"I'll see you soon, okay?"

(Y/N) hummed in response and pulled him down for one last kiss. She made her way to the house and he opened the door to his car, but before he got in, he looked back at her and said, "Be good in school. Get good grades. Don't cause trouble." She turned around, seeing he had an expression that your dad would give you when he sternly tells you to be good. (Y/N) laughed, some happiness making its way back in. Taru made the 'I'm watching you' finger motions before he winked and finally drove off. Her smile faded a bit as she watched him leave.

Fridays became the best and worst days of my life. I got to see you and spend time with you. But you would always have to leave to go back home... when the sun goes down.

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Finally, graduation! A slow two months passed by and we're finally here. (Y/N) sat in between Takumi and Itsuki. Itsuki looked like he was about to cry. She leaned towards Takumi and whispered, "For someone who hated school, he sure seems upset about it ending." He looked at her then the boy in question.

The brunette chuckled, quietly replying with, "He does."

As student's names were called, they stood and went up to the stage to receive their diplomas. One name after another was called until (Y/N)'s was next.

"(Y/N) (L/N)." She walked up to the stage, taking her well-deserved diploma and bowing respectfully to her teachers and headmaster, thanking them. The student's clapped and a quick, loud whistle sounded from the back of the room. She looked over, seeing Wataru standing next to a wall, smiling proudly at her. She walked off the stage, making her way over to him and ran the rest of the short distance until she was tightly hugging him.

"The torture is finally over." She sighed in relief.

"See? Staying out of trouble and getting good grades does do wonders." He replied with a playful tone.

"Says the troublesome street racer."

Wataru wore a mock offended expression. "Me? Troublesome? Hardly."

"Mhmm. Yeah, sure, whatever you say, Taru." She giggled at their playful banter.

All of the students had received their diplomas and were standing about, talking in their groups. (Y/N) found Takumi and Itsuki outside and joined them.

"Hey (Y/N)." They greeted at the same time.

"What happened to Wataru? Weren't you two leaving right after this?" Takumi asked.

"We will soon, he went to the car to get a little present. It's for Itsuki." She smiled at him.

"Why would he want to give me anything?" he asked, confused.

"Itsuki?" a sweet, high-pitched voice rang out from behind (Y/N). She moved to the side and revealed Kazumi wearing a cute smile.

"Kazumi?!" Itsuki's eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

"Hi." She waved and a huge smile was plastered on the boy's face as he hugged her. (Y/N) turned to Wataru and he shrugged, wrapping his arm around her, he took her to his Levin. Itsuki yelled, "Thank you, (Y/N)!" and she turned, giving him a wave.

The couple got in the car and strapped themselves in.

"I don't why he's thanking me, you brought her."

"You did say that he told you to ask me, so technically he's right to do it."

"I suppose."

"So, should we go straight to your place and pack your stuff, or did you want to go somewhere first?"

"To the house, I've been dying to see Saitama."

"To the house it is." Wataru pulled out onto the road.

"Are we bringing Kazumi back with us or is she staying with Itsuki?"

"We arranged for her to stay at our aunt's hotel for the two weeks. As long as she keeps in touch with where she's going and what time she'll be back, she can stay. She is still a bit forgetful about that stuff. So, when we get to my place it'll just be us, and my parents when they're home, of course." Wataru blushed and rubbed his neck.

"That's fine." She giggled.

They arrived at (Y/N)'s house and she led him up to her room.

"So, this is what it looks like. Cute." He looked around, seeing all the pictures of (Y/N) with friends and family, small decorations she had around the room, and a few posters on the walls. (Y/N) was busy packing a large bag with everything she needed or wanted to bring. She stuffed clothes, a couple dresses, and shoes into it before zipping it up.

"Am I gonna be surprised to see what your room looks like?" she smiled cheekily.

"Probably not," he chuckled, "it's most likely going to be the same as what most car guy's rooms look like."

"And that is?"

"You'll see." Taru smirked and she pouted, throwing her bag over her shoulder and grabbing his arm.

"Then let's go! The sooner we get there, the sooner I get to see it!" She beelined it downstairs, nearly dragging Wataru with her. She put her bag in the hatch of the 8-6 and her parents joined them outside, (Y/N) hugging them both.

"Have fun you two! Be careful, alright?" (Y/N)'s mother said.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Her dad told them, moving his finger back and forth between them.

"That's not a lot of things, dad."

"Yeah, yeah, you know I mean." He waved his hand and walked back into the house, leaving the three to laugh. Her mother stayed, waving as they drove off, heading straight for Saitama.

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"Wow, it's beautiful here." (Y/N) looked around in awe. They lived right next to a lake, the trees around the house were gorgeous, and it was quiet.

"Yeah, but I'm looking at better." She turned towards him, seeing a smirk on his features. She smiled and rolled her eyes, getting her bag out of the hatch. Wataru showed her around the house before they got to his room.

"Now I see what you mean." She said, averting her gazes from the bucket seat in the corner, to various car parts in another spot, and posters of 8-6s on the walls.

"Yep. Not what you were expecting?" he sat on the bed.

"I was half expecting this, and half expecting the posters to have girls sitting in front of the cars. I'm kind of glad it isn't that one."

Wataru laughed, "I also have a lot of car magazines. No girls in them though, promise." He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her to the bed, lying down. He rested his head on her stomach, keeping his arms in their place. (Y/N) brushed her fingers through his soft hair and he sighed contently.

The couple stayed in that position for a long while, slowly falling asleep as the sun set. She heard him whisper, "I love you," and a soft smile crept onto her face as she said, "I love you too."

They wanted to do this every night – fall asleep in each other's arms, so comfortably, when the sun goes down.

Rin Hojo - Give Me Your Love (Pt. 2)

• Rin Hojo x Reader | Smut | (Part 1 Here!) • Word Count: 1,288. • Synopsis: In which the newly married couple have a spicy night to themselves, but before that a brother and best friend seem to hit it off over a particular red car. Ironic.

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When (Y/N) and Rin finished their wedding planning, the only thing they could do now was wait for the day to arrive. Both sides of their family showed up, (Y/N)'s best friend as well. Yes, the crazy psycho who yelled at her over the phone. She was also her bridesmaid.

Goū was Rin's best man and he wouldn't have it any other way. Goū was there for him when no one else was and stuck by him for so long even when their relationship had been a bit tense in the past. Rin caught a glance of Ryosuke who gave him a small, but proud smile. He invited Takahashi since he had played a large part in getting him to move on, leading him to (Y/N). Focusing back on reality, they waited for (Y/N) to walk down the aisle, and when she did Rin swore that she could've given him whiplash if he wasn't already looking forward.

Now, he was fully convinced his woman was an angel. He could almost see the wings on her back, and the sheer white of her dress radiated nothing but serenity. God, how lucky he was to have her. The ceremony was a wonder and the kiss, a dream.

The reception started shortly after the ceremony. Rin and (Y/N) shared a lovely slow dance, then the real party started. While they sat together, some people eating, others dancing and talking in groups, (Y/N) nudged Rin's arm and pointed towards where Goū and her best friend were.

"Looks like they're hitting it off, huh?" She wore a smile as they watched them. Her friend said something that made Goū laugh.

"To think they met all because of a car. Wow." She took a sip of her wine wiping away non-existent tears, Goū looked at her amused as she leaned closer to him. "Just a bunch of car fanatics here, let me tell 'ya." She shook her head and took a bigger sip of wine.

Goū laughed and said, "Does that include me?"

She looked at him with fake suspicion. "What car you got, pretty boy?"

His eyes widened a fraction, a light blush on his cheeks as he responded, "An NSX."

She turned her head with an impressed expression. "That red one out there?" He nodded. "Well hot damn, I like you and that car. 'Ya want to take a girl for a ride in it one day?"

She smirked flirtatiously and Goū replied coolly with, "Sure, as long as you can handle it. I'm nothing but fast and rough."

Rin and (Y/N) looked at each other and then back at the two flirting with raised eyebrows and mouths slightly open, astounded. "Damn, didn't think my little brother could be that smooth."

(Y/N) nodded, "You taught him well, love."

"I didn't teach him to flirt."

"Well, your flirts worked on me, so he learned it from somebody."

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It was nearly one in the morning when the wedding ended, the married couple sitting in the back of the limo that drove them to their hotel in the heart of Tokyo. A few minutes into the drive, (Y/N) set her hand on his thigh and turned towards him, pressing her lips on his. She moved to straddle his legs the best she could in her dress, her arms wrapping around his broad shoulders.

The wine may not have been strong, but they did have quite a few glasses and the haze was getting to them. And so was their need for each other. Rin had one arm hooked securely around her waist, the other tangled in her hair, messing it up with each stroke.

Slowly, their kisses became more heated, hands roamed, and the distance from their hotel drew ever closer. When the limo stopped and their destination was in front them, they pulled away from the kiss, quickly getting out. Rin easily picked her up bridal style and carried her into the hotel, in the elevator and up to their room.

As much as Rin loved seeing her in the dress that made her look like a goddess, he also couldn't wait to tear it off of her. He was going to make his angel sing tonight.

As soon as they got through the door, had it shut and locked, Rin cupped her face with both hands, pulling her in for a rough kiss. She lightly moaned in delight, holding onto his wrists. He began to trail his hands down her figure and around her until his hands reached the back of her dress. He pulled down the zipper then the dress until it pooled around (Y/N)'s ankles like a heap of white snow.

They quickly took off the rest of their clothes until they were on the bed, (Y/N) on top. As they crashed their lips together, she tangled her hands in his long hair, tugging at it a bit. He lightly moaned at the sensation, and she did it again, a bit harder and his moan got louder. She smirked proudly, but that smirk was quickly cut off when she gasped. Rin left kisses and bite marks down her neck, marking her as his.

One side of her neck was left with dark hickeys and Rin firmly held onto her hips, grinding her against him. (Y/N) released a loud whimper as he groaned from the feeling of her wet heat. Her hands trailed down his upper half, her nails grazing teasingly across his skin. The more she teased, the more his pent-up arousal got to him.

Rin isn't always the most patient of men, and sometimes got impulsive by running on his emotions. This proved correct when he roughly held her hips, slamming her down onto him. Screaming in ecstasy, her head leaned back as she moaned Rin's name. That's the singing he wanted to hear.

(Y/N) had her arms around his neck, her hands clawing at his shoulder blades when he sharply thrust up further into her. Her moans filled the dimly lit room, the light reflecting off her skin. Rin's back was quickly filled with scratch marks, and she had small crescent marks along her hips.

Suddenly, Rin flipped them over, pinning (Y/N)'s wrists above her head, his thrusts becoming rougher. His deep voice groaned her name before leaving a small trail of kisses across her collarbone. In turn, she chanted his like a prayer, fueling him further.

The many sinful acts of theirs continued on for what felt like hours. They both couldn't get enough of each other. When they were driving themselves close and closer to the edge, Rin's thrusts started getting sloppy. The way (Y/N) stuttered out his name with a loud whine is what sent him over the edge and into his release. The knot in her stomach let loose as she came right after.

Breathing heavily and coming down from their high, they lied on their backs. They tiredly put on minimum clothes. Rin, wearing sweatpants and (Y/N) wearing one of his shirts that were huge on her. He loved seeing her in his clothes and he wasn't going to deny that by any means. Back in bed and with the lights off now, (Y/N) felt herself get pulled backwards, her back pressed against Rin's chest as he wrapped his arms around her waist, spooning her. His face was nuzzled in the crook of her neck as he took in the calming, sweet scent of her hair.

She hummed quietly and moved her handback to meet his that was draped over her side, entangling their fingers together. Their rings made a small sound when they touched that caused them both to smile before their drowsiness finally took over, lulling them both to sleep.

Masterlist: Keisuke Takahashi

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Lost Into the Night | Smut |

Falling Into My Heart | Love Triangle |

Falling Into My Heart (Keisuke's Ending) | Smut |

Midnight Lovers | Smut / Threesome |

I Can't Stop Lovin' You | Fluff |

Take My Soul | Angst to Happy Ending |

Kiss To Kiss

Forever Love Me

Forever Love Me (Pt. 2) | Smut |

Right Now | Lime |

Masterlist: Ryosuke Takahashi

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Burning Desire | Smut |

Midnight Lovers | Smut / Threesome |

I Want To Feel You | Smut |

I Won't Fall Apart | Angst to Happy Ending |

Secret Love | M!Reader |

Masterlist: Takumi Fujiwara

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Be My Babe | Smut |

Forever Young | Smut |

Heartbeat

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Spark in the Dark | Smut |

All I Want | Smut |

Falling Into My Heart | Love Triangle |

Falling Into My Heart (Takeshi's Ending) | Smut |

You Belong To Me | A/B/O AU | Smut |

Ever and Ever

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Love Killer | Smut |

Saturday Night Fever | Smut |

No Control | Smut |

Rage Your Dream | Angst to Happy Ending |

Make Up Your Mind

Gold Night

Masterlist : Itsuki Takeuchi

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I Need Your Love

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Destination Love

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Lonely Love