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when you call them "husband"

how the blue lock boyfriends react when you call them "husband".

pairings: itoshi sae, shidou ryusei, isagi yoichi x fem!reader (no descriptions tho, just the words "mrs." and "wifey") (separate) | warnings: established relationship, fluff, kissing, the boys are simps, shidou is a warning itself

notes: hi guys! another one of these scenarios since you guys seemed to like the other one so much <3 thank you for all your love and support! also it's my first time writing for shidou so i hope this isn't absolute garbage.

Itoshi Sae

one of your and sae’s favorite couple activities was driving around the city. you loved the feeling of madrid’s summer breeze kissing your face and messing up your hair, and sae… well, he would never admit that, but sae loved anything that made you happy, even if it meant driving with no clear destination in mind until his feet hurt. so it was no wonder you convinced him to do just that on that afternoon.

after half an hour of wandering around town on a porsche, you decided that some starbucks would do both of you well. your little pleading eyes quickly convinced sae to stop by one, letting you order since the intercom was on your side.

“welcome to starbucks, what can i get for you today?” the man’s voice came out of the intercom, the spanish accent still making it a bit difficult for sae to fully comprehend, despite living in madrid for years now. 

“hi! i’d like a caramel frappuccino and a chocolate muffin, please.”

“anything else?”

you turned to him, asking in a whisper, “what do you want, baby?”

“just an iced matcha tea latte.” he shrugged. you smiled, and sae had to fight the urge to smile too. it was maddening, really — how much of an effect you had on him with something as simple as a turn of lips.

he watched as you turned back to the intercom, “and my husband wants an iced matcha tea latte. that would be all, thank you.”

distracted, sae started to take his foot off the brake to go to the payment booth, but suddenly his body froze. he furrowed his eyebrows, confusion etched on his teal eyes.

wait. 

fucking wait. 

sae didn’t register what the guy on the intercom said next, much less what you answered. he didn’t even notice the line of cars behind him and the need to move forward. all that mattered was that one word that fell from your mouth seconds prior.

“what did you call me?” he asked, silently afraid that it was all a trick from his mind fed on his deepest wishes. 

it was only then you seemed to realize what you said. “o-oh, i… i’m sorry, it just— it just came out…” you squeaked, bashful. fuck, you were so pretty like that, with your cheeks rosy while averting his gaze. 

sae smirked, pinching your chin so that you would look at him. he kissed you with a sweetness that wasn’t usually present in his bitter mouth, and you melted at his gentleness. 

“don’t apologize,” he said as he broke the kiss. “i liked that, mrs. itoshi.”

it seemed like it was finally time for that velvet box on the bottom of his drawer.

Shidou Ryusei

peace. peace was all you wished for — at least a little bit. five minutes on the phone to schedule an appointment was not asking for much, was it?

apparently, for shidou, it was.

you were well aware your boyfriend was selfish, and that was an universal rule when it came to your attention. considering he spent a lot of time away for games overseas, you couldn’t blame him for wanting some time alone, since you wanted it too. 

however, you really needed to schedule your doctor’s appointment, and your whiny boyfriend was making this task extremely difficult. every time you started talking to the lady on the other side of the phone, ryusei would butt in with very unnecessary comments that made your eyes roll. you apologized profusely to the woman about a hundred times, and she assured you it was okay. she even said it was sweet. 

if you weren’t so annoyed, you would have thought it was sweet, too. ryusei was never one to shy away from expressing his love, even if it meant embarrassing you and himself in the process (although he was completely shameless, so it made no difference).

“will anyone pick you up after your exam, ma’m?”

you could faintly hear what the woman was saying, since shidou was babbling nonsense in your ear as if you weren’t on a phone call. it made you sigh, and you rubbed the bridge of your nose.

“yes, my husband will pick me up.”

and then, silence. 

it took you a minute to realize that the outside noise disappeared and ryusei had completely stopped talking. you blinked a couple times, confused, and turned your head to look at your boyfriend sitting on the couch. to your surprise, he was blushing and gaping like a fish, in what seemed to be utter disbelief.

you braced yourself for what was about to come. 

“HUSBAND?!”

ah, there it is. his scream pierced through the living room, and you were certain even the other side of the country heard it. 

“thank you for everything, ma’m. i should be going now,” you told the receptionist. she only giggled and wished you a good day. 

the second you put your phone down, ryusei’s arms were around your middle, lifting you up and twirling you around like some cliche romance movie. your prior annoyance melted away in a second, and you could only giggle like a schoolgirl in love. 

“awww, ya wanna be my wifey?” he cooed, putting you down without letting you go. his nose touched yours and you blushed with the intensity of his stare. 

though you wouldn’t back down. 

“of course i do, ryu.” you smiled sweetly. your boyfriend stared at you, shocked and bashful for the second time in the span of five minutes, and then groaned when broken from his stupor. 

what a little devil, he thought. 

and then he kissed you, intense and dominating like only ryusei knew how to be, prodding his tongue in your mouth when you gasped and savoring every corner of your mouth. it was one of those kisses that swept you off your feet and left you dizzy, and he could tell from the hazy look in your eyes when he finally backed away.

“fuck, i love you so much. you ‘gon be my wifey, baby, i promise ya.”

Isagi Yoichi

you were usually the one to accompany yoichi to parties — mostly galas thrown by sponsors who wanted to secure a deal with some sports hotshot —, so, for him, it was a breath of fresh air to be your plus one on the holiday party of the company you worked for. 

since the company in question was a corporation, it was no wonder the decoration was flawless, with lots of gold and red to represent the christmas that would soon arrive. the soundtrack was mainly composed of classical music, and he smiled watching you enjoying a vivaldi song. it reminded him of the early days of your relationship, where you teached him about your favorite classic musicians such as beethoven, mozart, ludovico einaudi and chopin.

your arms were linked as you wandered around the hall, and, non surprisingly, everyone seemed to want to talk to you. of course they would; you were the sweetest, kindest and smartest soul to walk on this earth. isagi couldn’t be more proud of all the recognition you were getting, because you deserved more than anyone he knew. 

“are you having fun, baby?” you suddenly asked. the striker finally noticed he had been staring at you for a while as you drank a glass of champagne. he blushed, but nodded. 

“how could i not? i’m with you.”

a giggle left your lips along with a fond roll of your eyes, and yoichi couldn’t help but think that, if he could listen to a single sound forever, he would choose your laugh in a heartbeat. 

“you’re so silly, yoichi,” you playfully chastised him, but stepped forward to give a kiss to his cheek. he smiled, circling your waist with one arm and pulling so that your bodies were glued.

“what can i say, you make me silly, sweetheart.”

“isn’t that what love is supposed to do?” a third voice suddenly spoke, slightly startling the both of you and breaking you from your little bubble. 

you put down your glass on a waiter’s tray, smiling at the man that arrived. “mr. tanaka! what a pleasure it is to see you here.”

“of course! i wouldn’t miss such a party!” he exclaimed, laughing a little loud for the etiquette of that kind of gala, but no one seemed to mind. 

“and who is this?” he asked, pointing to isagi. 

“this is my husband, isagi yoichi. he came today to support me.”

with such simple words, yoichi’s mind went silent. 

he could faintly discern the man saying something about being a soccer enthusiast and a bastard munchen’s fan — mostly from reading his lips, since his ears were buzzing —, but honestly, he couldn’t care less. isagi’s heart was beating so pathetically fast that if he weren’t an athlete, he was pretty sure he would faint right there. 

husband. you called him your husband. 

did that mean you wanted to marry him? he’s been wanting to propose for a while. you have been dating for five years, after all, and yoichi was sure there was no one else in this world he’d rather spend the rest of his life with. did you only say that because you already lived together? or did you actually want a wedding ceremony with all your friends and family, signing the paper that would bound you for good? until death do us part, he remembered. though yoichi would love you even after dying—

“dear?” you called him, worry in your tone. it’s only then he realized he got lost in his thoughts, and both you and mr. tanaka were staring at him.

“oh, sorry. it’s really nice to meet you, sir.” he shook the man’s hand, engaging in conversation.

while you watched them, you smiled coyly, hoping isagi took the hint.

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shidou + cream pie 🍓

“so fuckin’ hot, godamn.”

“ryu..” you mewl, face heating at his spitting comments to the creamy mess in between your thighs. you make a light attempt to shut them, but they’re met with his hard hand that comes down on the fat of your thigh; letting a small yelp before separating them once again.

“nah, keep em open. gotta figure out how to keep all my cum inside, hm?”

he uses his thick digits, sliding his fingers from the bottom of your cunt and plunging his thick cum back into your puffy hole. the overstimulation making you gasp.

“hmm,”

he takes a glance over at your desk where you had been previously doing a little journaling before his return home to take you, noting the little rolls of tape on top of your diary.

he climbs out of your shared bed, snatching a random roll of tape. he stares down at the pastel pink tape decorated with little bunnies, intricate little strawberries and hearts all over. he almost laughs.

“you like this one?” he presses the tape in front of your face with a cocky smile, making you flush once again.

“ryu,” you whine, “it’s not gonna h-hold it in..”

he huffs, ripping off a lengthy piece from the original roll before taping it directly on your sloppy slit. and he already knows it won’t work, with how much he’s filled your cunt to the brim. he knew the weak little children’s tape would stand no chance to hold his load inside of you. but it’s cute, watching you squirm at the feather light touches to your cunt, and how you’re so embarrassed you can barely stand took look at the man taping up your bred cunt.

“so fuckin’ cute princess. gonna keep it all in for me like my good little cummy bitch right?” he grimes, making you let out a soft moan at his degrading words.

he tosses the used tape to the side, one end of the tape already disconnected from your seeping cunt.

it’s disgusting, and he fucking loves it.

he drags his gaze along with the spilling semen, setting his sights below your cunt. he reaches out, pressing the tip of his heavy thumb into the tight rim of your ass,

“she’s next.”

up to the mark.

shidou ryusei x fem reader leaving proof is how shidou shows his love. warning(s): nsfw, size kink, painplay (biting, hairpulling), animalistic sex, creampie, breeding minors do not interact.

shidou likes you like this.

there’s something about how weak you look right now. he has you pinned down to the bed, powerful hands gripping your wrists and effortlessly keeping your stomach pressed down against the soft sheets. it makes his skin prickle in anticipation of what he’s going to do to you next, and knowing that you have no clue makes him all the more happy.

“h-hurts-,” you sob out. his cock throbs inside of your slick walls, and you mewl pathetically into the pillow. “you’re too big, ryu- ‘s too big- can’t take it…”

“awwww, sucks,” he coos back. he rolls his hips into your ass, and you cry out loudly, pulsing around him unconsciously. god, he can’t get enough of that feeling. your cunt spasms and pushes against his cock, undoubtedly stretched to your limit, and hearing your whimpers has every vein in shidou’s body convulsing with need. “you’re gonna take it whether you like it or not.”

your stomach curls in on itself. it genuinely feels like his dick is going to rip your body in half. it’s not your first time taking him, but it’s the first time you’ve felt him going this feral. shidou’s always been rough and animalistic, but he’s never gone out of his way to push you this far. your body keeps teetering the edge between pain and pleasure, and as shidou fucks into you from behind, you think you’re tipping over the pain side a little more.

“you’re being so mean…,” you trail off. your cheek presses against the pillow, and your mouth lolls open. your head goes fuzzy. as much as it hurts, your cunt curls up from how good it feels whenever he pumps his swollen cock in and out of you. the slight masochistic streak in you savors it, letting the sting of the stretch edge your brain.

shidou leans down, and you grit your teeth when he licks a stripe up the side of your neck. he licks his lips, grinning like a beast when he watches you cower under his body. “it’s only ‘cause i like you so much! hey, hey, do you know what animals in the wild do when they like someone?”

“i-i don’t know…?” your thoughts are heavy and fucked out, like a weight’s been tied to them and dropped in the sea. “they mate?”

“close!” he smacks his lips. “that’s what we’re doing right now, aren’t we? try again.”

he slides his hips back almost all the way, leaving just his drooling tip buried into your pulsing hole. you brace yourself for the impact, and as expected, he plunges his entire length into you without warning.

your body lurches forward at the force, and the mattress protests with a loud creak. your lips part in a silent scream, your eyes flying wide open at the impact. it hurts—it fucking hurts. but his tip presses up right against your womb, threatening to break your pussy from how roughly he’s toying with you. no matter how much slick your drooling cunt tries to make to keep up with his size, it’s clear that he’s purposefully trying to get a rise out of you, and he’s tearing your body apart however he wants.

“nmmgh…,” you groan into the pillow. had you been any more conscious, then maybe you’d fight back. maybe you’d try to squirm and kick your way out, claw at him, bite back just as viciously as he’s doing. but right now, all the strength in your poor body has been spent, and if you tried to force your way out from underneath him, he’d simply grab you and yank you back underneath him like the weak ragdoll you were. 

he pretends to frown, even though he knows you can’t see him from where you are. “c’mon, pretty. don’t tell me you’re fucked dumb already?”

you wish you had the brainpower to answer him. it’s all you can do to squeak out a feeble “no” and shake your head, even though you both know that you’re clearly not in the right headspace to be answering shidou’s biology questions.

“try again,” he threatens. his tone is sharp, and you shudder. it’s at times like this that you fully recognize how scary your boyfriend is. it’s the reason why itoshi sae dubbed him as a demon, and it’s the reason why nobody in that insane blue lock program found a way to tie him down. at least on the soccer field, the players had their own weapons to fend off shidou with.

all you had was your wits and your body. both of which were quickly felled by him. 

“um…?” you rack your head through the sex-induced fog in your brain. god, what the fuck was he trying to get at? you could barely remember your own government legal name right now, let alone animal sex. you shake your head in defeat, burying your face in a mix of shame and fear into the downy material of the pillow. “don’t know… i don’t know, ryu!”

he sticks his tongue out, laughing loudly. your heart drops out of your rib cage and into your stomach when one of his hands moves off of your wrist and grabs your scalp. you wince when he buries his fingers into your hair, and you steel your core before he grabs a fistful and yanks. 

hard.

“ow-!” hot tears well up in the corners of your eyes, immediately wobbling over the underbags of your eyes. he pulls his head up to his level, and while you’re using your entire self-control to not turn into a teary, fucked out mess in front of him, shidou presses his face to yours to lap at your tears.

his breath is hot against your skin, and it burns. even though your eyes are clenched shut firmly from the new onslaught of pain, you can conjure up shidou’s face in your mind. you’ve fucked him enough times to know how much he’s enjoying this power over you: his eyes blown open wide, pink irises zeroed in on your defeated form, greedy hands crawling over your form, powerful thighs slamming against the back of your legs as he fucks you, over and over until he’s claimed your body and loyalty as entirely his.

shidou is straight up demonic like that. 

“do you want a hint?” he breathes. “should i show you?”

would that appease him? would that make it easier for you? you weren’t sure, yet you still nodded. shidou keeps fucking into you, the slickness of your cunt making it all too easy for him to thrust into you like some kind of animal.

he blows cold air against your neck, and you shudder violently at the new sensation. before you can even respond, shidou opens his mouth wide, and he bites down on your neck.

you shriek at the pain, a sharp sting flooding your soft flesh. shidou keeps himself locked onto you, and the patterns of his teeth cruelly brand themselves onto your neck. he’s careful with his strength: feral enough to hurt you and remind you who you belong to, but not enough to the point where you’d cut all the fun short by dissolving into a meager crying heap. 

“ow…! ow- ow, that hurts, ryu!” you cry out. your cunt unconsciously clenches up around him at the pain, and the rush that hits your head makes you roll your eyes. you know he feels it too, from the low groan he lets out. it hurts, but it’s so good. the arousal pounding in your core won’t stop, only mounting higher and higher whenever shidou rams his cock deep into you. 

“yeah, and you liked it.” he’s quick to retort. “want me to do it again?”

the bed squeaks underneath the two of you, and you can’t help but feel so dirty at how depraved it feels. you don’t have it in you to fully fight him back. he kisses the bite mark on your neck, and it stings painfully again when his tongue traces along the fresh wound. his lips press all over you, and it leaves you guessing where he might bite you next.

your stomach swirls with need. is it anticipation? dread? excitement? arousal? you know it’s all of it. there’s only one person who can bewitch you in such a debauched and horrendous way, and it’s your boyfriend who has you pressed up all against him, lapping up every reaction you’re willing to give him. your back is attached to his chest, held down against the mattress as he has his fill.

he draws his hips back like he did earlier, and this time, you brace yourself.

“ryu-!!”

he bites you as he thrusts back in. it’s harsh and unforgiving, and your body wails out at the overstimulation. pain and pleasure course through you, leaving you trembling and sobbing in its wake. it’s too much. everything’s coiling up and throbbing inside you as he keeps fucking you. your pussy’s already been broken by his cock a long time ago, and still he manages to find new ways to bully you. 

he laughs against the crook of your neck. hot tears roll down your cheeks in waves, and he grabs your chin with one hand before twisting your head to look up at him. your vision is blurred, yet shidou laughs delightedly at the sight before him.

“awww, that’s such a pretty face you’re making! are you gonna cum? gonna cum from me being mean to you? your big meanie boyfriend knows how to make you feel good, doesn’t he?” he taunts you. your neck hurts all over, and your skin prickles with the pain. your head feels heavy and fucked dumb, and your senses are overloaded with everything that’s being done to you. 

you nod feebly, unable to answer him. shame settles like a rock in your chest, yet it does nothing for your greedy, insatiable cunt. his balls twitch against your ass, itching to unload a round of his cum straight into your pussy. 

you’re too good to him. shidou finds it fun to wear you down and break you apart into pieces like this, until you’re nothing more than a pliant doll for him to play around with. you were born to be consumed by him, and he likes reducing you down into nothing more than a cock-drunk hole. he thinks you look beautiful, a teary mess that has nothing but him behind your glassy eyes.

“let’s cum together then,” he purrs. he presses a sickly kiss to your cheeks, and he grins again at the taste of your salty tears. “i’ll cum inside that pussy of yours. fill you up nice and good. you want it, don’t you? you like it when i stuff that pretty cunt of yours with all of my cum…”

“yeah…,” you whisper out, head dropping down into the pillow when he lets go of you. his thrusts egg on the knot that twists inside your stomach. you’ve been close this entire time, walking that subliminal space where you’re floating, and it’s only the pain that’s been anchoring you this far. 

shidou keeps ramming into you, watching the fat of your ass jiggle cutely for him, and he keeps pushing his tip as far in as he can force it. you moan weakly, caught like perfect prey in between his hands, and shidou groans loudly when he pushes himself up against your back and slams his hips down into that one spot he knows will shatter you.

the world explodes into a flurry of light.

you can’t breathe. your body squeezes in on itself, and you can’t even bring yourself to scream. you convulse under him, your climax ripping you into two as your pussy clamps down on his dick, milking him and fluttering all around him. orgasming almost hurts, with shidou’s cock keeping your hole pried open, and the primal pleasure of it leaves you quivering uncontrollably.

“that’s my girl-,” shidou pants out. his voice is mocking, and he pumps himself against your cumming pussy once, twice, and with a loud groan, he’s cumming deep into you. the tip of his cock feels like it’s kissing your womb, flooding your cunt with loads of his sticky, potent semen until it threatens to leak out of you.

but shidou won’t let it. he stays on top of you, pinning you down with his body weight as he uses his dick as a literal plug. it hurts, having your cunt overwhelmed by the sex, his cum, and now this, yet shidou won’t budge an inch.

he giggles, and the rush is evident in his unhinged tone. you haven’t fully come down from your high, and your nerves are still all on fire, leaving you twitching and shuddering in the wake of your climax. 

he kisses your bite marks, and you clench your eyes shut. he licks at them fondly, and when he captures your neck in sloppy open-mouthed kisses, you can feel his lips sliding upwards into his signature demonic smile.

“there’s the answer to the question i asked you earlier,” he breathes. you lay there, unable to do anything except to bask in his obsessive and unrivaled love. “when animals in the wild like someone very, very much, they make them their mate and mark ‘em all up. nice and pretty, just like i did to you. that way other animals know not to mate with them.”

his fingers curl around your wrist and into the sheets of your shared bed. 

“it’s their way of claiming the one they love most.” he shakes his head, and shidou promptly corrects himself with glee. “it’s my way of claiming the one i love most~♥”