I Would Be Dead - Tumblr Posts
What I wouldn't give to roll around in the hayloft with farmhand Kirishima 🥴 he's all worried about how you're pulling him away from his work and what if he gets caught slacking off but then you lead him up into the loft and you've got a blanket laid out and he's like oh. Oh THAT'S what you wanted to show him. And he's still worried about getting caught but he's been eyeing those little shorts of yours all day and one little quickie couldn't hurt anything, right?
ONE LITTLE QUICKIE COULDN’T HURT ANYTHING RIGHT 🗣🗣🗣
Anon... u got me turned me on at work HIGH KEY bc this HITS😾
-
It’s a good thing the hayloft is so hidden, tucked away in one of your Pa’s more empty barns, still smelling off sawdust and salt, and lit by little more than the cracks in the roof... despite how neither fact seems to matter much when you’re the one leading him there.
One of his thick, calloused hands wrapped up in yours, Kirishima wonders how he’s supposed to stop himself from giving into you, especially since you always seem so excited to spot him across the field and wave him over, ignorant of how the other farmhand’s eyes glow green at the sight of you in your blue and red gingham.
That doesn’t stop him from following you, though, even if he protests, albeit weakly and under the guise that he wouldn’t want to upset your father...
Still, he melts at the sight of the little makeshift fort you made, at the lunchbox you brought him, and the way your cheeks curve as you smile, already crawling onto the mess of hay and patting the spot right next to you.
He never fails to take your face in his hands so he can pepper your cheeks in thankful kisses before he eats, his favorite prayer.
And later, when you straddle him on the little blanket, his palms rubbing over the plush fat of your hips to brush away the hay that sticks to your skin, your own pressed to his chest as you lean up to kiss him... it’s no really surprise that kirishima’s popping a stiffy and tugging your panties and shorts to the side all so you can ride him just for a quick minute, his thumb already pressing on your clit.
It’s really quite surprising that no ones caught the both of you yet, your moans enough to shake the red wood of the barn (or so you claim), Kirishima jogging away from your siesta (way too soon) with sweat dripping down his back and straw in his hair... and your own neck now bruised, lips raw and slick.
And when you do finally make your way back to the main house, panties in hand, Kiri blows you kisses🥺
Depression: I thought I killed you
Me: I lived.
Depression: I thought I broke you
Me: I’m whole
Depression: I thought I controlled you
Me: Well, it’s time to stop thinking and start looking around. Because I’m still here and you can’t do anything about that. You can try and sometimes you may get really really close, but I will always have the power to put you in your place.