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A Night with Yuji Itadori	By : Ancam Category: -Misc Anime > Het - Male/Female Views: 341 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Jujutsu Kaisen, nor the characters from it (sadly). I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“You’re late!”
Yuji and I were met by a loud voice that carried a tone of mock annoyance calling out to us from the kitchen area. My heart skipped a beat, and I glanced at Yuji with a mix of curiosity and apprehension, but he just rolled his eyes with a sheepish grin, before we headed toward the kitchen area where the voice came from.
Standing at the counter, preparing snacks, were two people.
A heavy stone immediately lifted from my stomach when I saw that Gojo was not there. I quickly recognized Fushiguro, though, by his black and slightly tousled hair, and beside him stood a girl who I later realized was Kugisaki.
They both looked up from the snacks spread over the table, Kugisaki’s expression softening into a smile as she saw us. Despite her earlier reprimand, there was a warm, welcoming quality to her demeanor.
Her hair was a rich, chestnut brown, styled into a sharp bob that framed her face with a playful yet sophisticated edge. Her eyes were a striking amber, expressive and full of energy, reflecting both her fierce determination and a mischievous spark.
I immediately felt drawn to the way she carried herself with a blend of confidence and assertiveness, and she greeted us with a smile before making a slightly inappropriate joke about why she thought we were late.
“Right, Fushiguro?” she joked teasingly, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she poked an elbow into his ribs while she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at Yuji.
Fushiguro rolled his eyes at her but could not suppress a snicker, clearly accustomed to Kugisaki’s antics. It was a brief, almost imperceptible sound, and I was still processing the playful exchange when I glanced over at him.
The instant our eyes met, something unexpected happened.
Fushiguro’s eyes widened slightly, while his face turned a deep shade of red, the color spreading quickly across his cheeks. The change was so abrupt that it took me by surprise, and I heard myself breathe out lamely when his dark blue eyes darted nervously away.
How strange…
I remembered him as having such a calm and composed, almost stoic demeanor the last time I saw him, well at least until he got really drunk, so I could not help but wonder why he was reacting like this.
It made me curious.
Yuji laughed next to me before grabbing my hand, leading me over to the kitchen counter. He shot her a playful and exaggeratedly innocent look, saying: “Oh, come one, Kugisaki. You’re just jealous!”
He winked at her, clearly enjoying the moment.
I caught Kugisaki’s gaze, and the playful glint in her eyes softened a little while she seemed to ignore Yuji’s remark.
“Nice to finally meet you,” she smiled at me. “Ichimura, right?”
I returned her smile, nodding my head at her. “Yeah. And you’re Kugisaki, right?”
“Aw!” she exclaimed excitedly with a wide grin, turning towards Yuji to give him a playful slap on his shoulder. “She knows who I am? That means you must like me, Itadori!”
The playful banter between Yuji and Kugisaki continued, filling the room with a light-hearted energy that made me feel increasingly at ease. Their friendly back-and-forth was filled with teasing remarks and shared laughter, creating an atmosphere of camaraderie and warmth.
As the laughter finally settled and we had caught up with each other, all four of us shuffled into Kugisaki’s room, which was cozy and inviting, with futons spread out beneath her bed and a flickering screen ready for the movie we were about to watch.
And while I settled in on the futons on the floor sandwiched comfortably between Yuji and Fushiguro, enjoying the casual atmosphere and the easy conversation with Kugisaki lying on her bed, my mind kept drifting back to Fushiguro.
His sudden and intense blush when our eyes met was still vivid in my thoughts.
I found myself replaying the moment in my head, trying to piece together what might have caused his reaction.
Was it something I had said or done the last time we saw each other? Maybe he was mad that Yuji and I ditched his karaoke plans without letting him know? Did he feel uncomfortable, or was there another reason behind his reaction?
The questions lingered in the back of my mind, even as I tried to immerse myself in the fun and relaxed environment of the movie night. But what I soon came to realize was that Fushiguro was not the only guy in the room making it hard for me to focus on the plot that played out over the screen.
When it seemed like everyone’s attention was focused on the movie, I suddenly felt Yuji stirring a little next to me, before his hand moved subtly over to rest gently on my thigh.
His touch was light and deliberate, not drawing any attention from the others, but I still felt a heat travel to my cheeks from him doing such an intimate gesture in front of his friends.
I gulped down when his thumb began to nuzzle against my skin, moving in slow, soft circles just a couple of inches above my knee.
The warmth of his hand and the tender, rhythmic caress of his thumb sent a rush of heat through me. The subtle intimacy of his touch made me feel a bit flustered, especially considering that I was only wearing a skirt so my legs were exposed, making his touch feel even more intimate and electrifying.
I could not help but think back to how his hands had rested on my butt only a couple of hours ago, holding me firmly in place as he fucked me roughly until we orgasmed together. As I recalled the lovely images and sensations, delicate flames of arousal licked forth from the deepest pit of my belly, causing my breath to hitch a little in my throat. Luckily I managed to cover it by clearing my throat.
I made sure to take a sip of my soda.
A smile of both disbelief and mischief tugged at the corner of my lips as Yuji’s hand moved just an inch further up my thigh, nearing the edge of my skirt as his lengthy fingers reached pretty far down to graze the sensitive skin on my inner thighs.
I made sure to clasp my lips shut so no sound could escape them, however, a subtle shiver ran down my spine, and if this dude was not careful, he could easily have my body trembling and shuddering within seconds.
Yuji knew that.
I recalled what he had told me before coming here: “Oh, you just wait and see, pretty girl.”
My heart raced in my chest, while I felt a throbbing sensation between my legs as waves of desire rolled gently through me.
Oh, shit! This is getting out of control fast!
I was embarrassed and kind of elated at the same time, feeling like this in front of his friends, and my thoughts soon circled on how I could get out of Yuji’s soft caresses that teased me into feeling all of this without the others catching on.
My gaze soon fell on the chips in front of us.
They were just far enough for me to have to reposition myself and get on my knees to reach them, offering me just what I needed to escape Yuji’s seductive torture.
And indeed, as I rolled from my butt to my knees before reaching over to grab the bowl, Yuji’s hand fell from my thigh, allowing for me to release a quiet breath of relief. Settling back into place, I glanced at Yuji.
I was surprised to see him smirking at Fushiguro, and when my gaze also turned to the black haired guy left of me, another surprise met me. He was staring intently at the movie, but his ears were a deep crimson, and his cheeks were tinged with pink once again.
I felt puzzled.
Why is he blushing again?
What’s going on?!
Fushiguro’s flushed reaction seemed so out of place in the context of the movie, leaving me with a swirl of curiosity and confusion. When my gaze shifted back to Yuji, he met my eyes with a mischievous glint.
He wiggled his eyebrows playfully at me, as if to suggest he knew something that I did not. His expression was teasing, but he quickly turned his attention back to the movie, leaving me to wonder about the exchange.
Yuji’s cryptic behavior only added to the mystery of Fushiguro’s reaction, leaving it nearly impossible for me to focus on the movie. Sitting there, sandwiched between Yuji and Fushiguro, I could feel the charged energy around me intensify with every passing moment.
The proximity of their bodies, coupled with the subtle but palpable tension, created an almost tangible force that was both exhilarating and quite uncomfortable.
Yuji’s hand had resumed its casual resting place on my thigh, sending waves of warmth through me. His presence was undeniably close, and his occasional glances and teasing gestures got me feeling all girly and giddy.
On the other side of me, Fushiguro sat with an air of restrained intensity. His flushed cheeks and averted gaze hinted at some sort of internal struggle, making the atmosphere between us feel charged and super awkward.
The combined effect of their differing energies was overwhelming.
I could feel a subtle, almost electric buzz in the air, heightening my awareness of every shift and movement. The tension was thick, and I found it increasingly difficult to ignore the sensation of being caught in the middle of it all.
I shifted slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position, but the odd energy persisted, making me feel more and more trapped. Every subtle glance and gesture seemed to magnify the discomfort.
I need to get out of here!
And after what felt like an eternity of navigating the charged atmosphere between Yuji, Fushiguro and I, I was relieved when Yuji and I finally decided to head to his room. The tension had been building up all night, making the minutes stretch interminably.
As we started to get up and thanked everyone for a nice evening together, Kugisaki looked over at Fushiguro and snickered, before she asked: “So, you staying here, or going with them?”
I watched as Fushiguro shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. The awkwardness was palpable in his every movement, like he was caught in a web he desperately wanted to escape.
“Eh… I’m good here,” he said in a slightly hesitant voice, and across his face I could see a flicker of something I could not quite place.
Is he always like this?
I figured that having met this guy one time while he was intoxicated did not mean that I somehow knew anything about him. Maybe he was just being his usual, slightly reserved self, but there was just this unease in his eyes that made me question if there was something more to it.
So, once we were a little distance away from Kugisaki’s room, I turned to Yuji, making sure to keep my voice low as I asked: “Uhm, so did Fushiguro seem a little weird to you today?”
Yuji let out a hearty laugh, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he opened the door to his room, tilting his head for me to enter. “Hah!” he mused. “You noticed that, didn’t you?”
My heart skipped a beat as I stepped into Yuji’s room.
The way he said it, with that almost conspiratorial smile, made my curiosity spike even more. I felt a jolt of excitement mixed with a hint of frustration. I was not being overly sensitive — there was definitely something going on, and Yuji seemed to know what.
“Notice it?!” I chuckled lightly, my eyes wide. “He looked like a freaking tomato when he saw me!”
Yuji flopped onto his bed with a knowing laugh, the kind that seemed to carry a hint of mischief. He then glanced at me with this strange twinkle in his eye that I could not quite place.
"It’s uh…" he said in a chuckle, his voice laced with playful secrecy as his grin widened. "Heh… He, uh… He heard us last time you were here."
My eyes widened in shock, my heart skipping a beat at Yuji’s words.
He did WHAT, now?!
The room seemed to close in around me as the realization hit. The thought that Fushiguro had overheard everything created a wave of embarrassment that crashed over my entire being like a fucking tidal wave.
Yuji’s mischievous smile did not waver as he watched my reaction. I could see that he was enjoying the effect his revelation had on me. The way he casually dropped the information, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, only fueled the uncomfortable sensations within me.
I tried to mask my surprise and collect my thoughts. “You mean… Fushiguro heard us having sex?”
Yuji nodded, still chuckling. “Oh definitely. I mean, his room’s just on the other side of that wall,” he said, nodding his head in the direction of the wall opposite his bed. “He practically had a front-row seat to our last show, so he could probably give us a review if he wanted to!”
I closed my eyes as a wave of mortification washed over me.
My cheeks flushed bright red, and I suddenly felt like every ounce of privacy I had tried so hard to maintain had evaporated. My stomach twisted into knots as I imagined Fushiguro on the other side of the wall, probably hearing every single fucking sound I had desperately tried to suppress while his buddy fucked me into a complete ragdoll.
No wonder he’s acting weird… He knows what my freaking orgasms sound like!
I looked at Yuji, my expression a mix of horror and self-consciousness. “Oh my god,” I breathed in a voice that trembled slightly, betraying the anxiety bubbling up inside me.
Yuji’s laughter was warm and unrestrained, his eyes dancing with amusement. “Don’t worry babe,” he chuckled, clearly enjoying the situation far more than I was. “Fushiguro’s a big boy, he can take it. And honestly? I think it’s kinda hot.”
I sat down on Yuji’s bed, while feeling another jolt of mortification.
My face burned hotter than a summer day, and my heart raced as if I had just sprinted a marathon. I could not believe my ears.
“Hot?!” I exclaimed in a slightly raised voice, the anxiety pounding through me obvious in my voice. “You think it’s hot that your friend heard us?! It’s not hot, it’s embarrassing as fuck !”
My voice was a mix of frustration and self-consciousness, and I could not help but let out a nervous chuckle. The contrast between Yuji’s reaction and my own could not have been more stark. While Yuji found the whole situation amusing and even a bit thrilling, I was overwhelmed with embarrassment.
I could almost see Fushiguro’s awkward face in my mind, and it made me cringe even more, while Yuji’s casual, flirtatious demeanor only added to my discomfort. He seemed to revel in the fact that his buddy heard just how well he actually took care of me, while I just felt utterly exposed.
“Baby,” Yuji cooed at me, his voice sweet as he sat up on the bed and scooted himself closer to me, one of his hands finding mine to give it a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t worry. I know for a fact that he’s seen some messed up things in his life, so a bit of noise through the wall probably doesn’t even register on his weirdness scale.”
I could not help but to let out a reluctant laugh at his attempt to lighten the mood. He was teasingly reassuring and infuriating at the same time.
“Right!” I said, rolling my eyes sarcastically at Yuji’s playful grin. “Which is why he’s been so chill all night!”
Yuji barked out in laughter.
“You’re too funny !” he chuckled, leaning in with a mischievous glint in his eye before his voice dropped to something a bit more husky as he lifted his hand to gently tuck a stray lock of my hair behind my ear. “He just thinks you’re hot, baby. That’s why.”
I felt a fresh wave of heat wash over me.
My face flushed a deep crimson, and I tried to suppress the embarrassed laugh that threatened to escape my lips. The idea of Fushiguro having any sort of personal attraction or interest in me made my heart race with a mix of awkwardness and disbelief.
I shook my head vigorously.
“He does not !” I squeeked, trying to rid myself of the thought.
Yuji’s grin only grew wider, clearly still finding my reaction both hilarious and endearing. “Oh yeah?” he grinned while cocking a teasing eyebrow at me. “So tell me, why did I catch him checking you out earlier?”
I felt like I had been hit with a bucket of cold water, and my eyes widened in disbelief.
“Wait, what?” I stammered, trying hard to make sense of his words.
Yuji’s grin was wide, clearly delighted by my reaction. “Yep, I caught him staring at your ass when you reached for chips during the movie,” he said with a surprisingly content expression on his face, his eyes crinkling in the corners. “He definitely got a good look! Also, he did take a surprisingly long shower after you left last week.”
Yuji leaned back with a sly grin, glancing up at me with a teasing sparkle in his eye.
I looked at him, confused, puzzled and a bit wary. “A long shower? So what?”
Yuji’s grin widened as he leaned in further, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Well, considering what he overheard, it might not be too far-fetched to think he needed a bit of... personal time to, you know, deal with the excitement.”
My eyes went wide, and my mouth dropped open in disbelief. “Wait, are you implying—”
Yuji chuckled, his expression a mix of amusement and mischief. “Just saying, it’s kinda rare to get such a, um, stimulating performance right next door. Fushiguro might’ve needed to cool down a bit.”
I felt my face flush with heat and my eyes widened in horror as my embarrassment reached new heights. The notion of Fushiguro potentially needing to…
I could not even get myself to think the thought through as images immediately started flooding my mind.
“Oh my god, Yuji, don’t say that!” I shrieked while trying to hide my face in my hands. “He probably just felt dirty, or something… had to wash it all off!”
“Hah, right!” Yuji snickered with a hint of sarcasm, his tone dripping with a playful mockery. His eyes twinkled with amusement as he added: “You know, Miyu, sometimes you’re just too innocent. As a guy, I can tell you, our brains don’t just reset with a shower.”
“That’s just... just... awful,” I stammered. “I can’t believe you’re making me think about that.”
Yuji’s laughter was warm and light-hearted, clearly relishing my reaction. “Hey, it’s not every day someone gets checked out by Fushiguro. So for what it’s worth, you should see it as a compliment.”
I shook my head, trying to suppress a nervous laugh but failing miserably. “That’s so fucked up…” I chuckled out in disbelief, and I noticed that my hands were still cupping my cheeks so I quickly let them fall to my lap.
I gazed over at Yuji who was giving me a sidelong glance that was anything but innocent. His eyes sparkled with a glint of both mischief and downright sultry, and they lingered on me in a way that made my heart skip a beat.
But before I could fully process the intensity of his stare, I jumped off the bed with a sudden burst of energy, my cheeks flushed and my mind racing.
“Nu-uh! Not happening!” I blurted out.
Yuji’s eyes widened in surprise, but his playful grin did not waver one bit.
“What do you mean?” he asked, and the sweet tone of his voice quickly made it clear that he was trying to appear innocent as a lamb.
“Like, seriously, last time was enough. The last thing I want is for Fushiguro to get an encore performance or something. I’m not giving him any more reasons to be embarrassed!”
Yuji chuckled, propping himself up on his elbows with a teasing smirk. “It really pisses you off that much, huh?”
I shot him a mock glare. “Yeah, so no sex here, no matter how sexy those eyes of yours get!”
Yuji’s grin widened, clearly amused by my flustered response. “Okay, okay. I get it,” he said while raising his hands in front of him as if in surrender. “I’ll keep the sexy eyes in check. But I gotta admit, it’s kind of hot seeing you all fired up like this.”
Despite my attempt to maintain my composure, I could not help but let out a surprised giggle, the tension easing slightly as I finally plopped down on the edge of his bed again. The contrast between my nervousness and his casual demeanor was almost comical, and I found myself slowly starting to relax.
Yuji’s eyes softened with affection as I looked at him, my cheeks still flushed. I could not help but laugh softly at the irony of it all.
“Here we are,” I said, the words coming out with a mix of amusement and affection. “I’m all fired up and you’re all hot. Just the perfect combo, huh?”
Yuji’s eyes twinkled with a mixture of satisfaction and flirtation. “Absolutely fucking perfect. Couldn’t ask for more.”
A brief moment where we just looked at each other, his golden brown eyes meeting mine with nothing but warmth and invitation. With a gentle yet commanding tone, he said: “Come here.”
He extended his arms towards me and, with a smooth, practiced motion, pulled me down onto the bed beside him. The sudden shift in position took me by surprise, but it was a pleasant one.
As we settled onto the bed, Yuji wrapped his strong arms around me, drawing me close against his chest. His embrace was firm yet incredibly comforting, and I could feel the steady, reassuring rhythm of his heartbeat beneath his shirt.
He held me tightly, the warmth of his body enveloping me in a cocoon of safety.
He began to nuzzle my back, his fingers grazing softly up and down my spine in a soothing, rhythmic motion. The gentle caress of his fingertips sent delightful tingles across my skin, making me shiver with the unexpected affection in his touch.
This was not Yuji’s usual seductive caress but something else, something far more intimate and deep.
I tilted my head back to look up at him, causing my heart to flutter with a mix of vulnerability and affection.
The tenderness in Yuji’s eyes mirrored the warmth of his touch, creating a sense of deep, comforting connection that felt both exhilarating and reassuring.
I could literally see the affection and sincerity in his eyes, and it made me feel a surge of warmth that went beyond any physical sensation. There was a softness to his gaze that conveyed his genuine care and closeness, making me feel cherished and understood.
A sense of calm enveloped me, and I felt completely present, as if time had slowed down and the rest of the world had faded away.
The way Yuji looked at me, with such intensity and tenderness, made me feel simultaneously exposed and cherished, as if he was seeing a part of me that was both deeply personal and beautifully vulnerable.
And I knew right then and there that if I stayed like this with him for much longer, I would fall in love with him.
The way he looked at me, the care in his touch, and the ease with which we shared this moment. The warmth of his embrace felt like a perfect fit, and every touch and glance seemed to deepen some sort of invisible, unspoken bond between us.
As Yuji held me close, his fingers still softly tracing patterns on my back, he suddenly broke the silence with a tender, heartfelt confession. “I really like you, you know that?”
The moment his words reached me, I felt a jolt of surprise crash through me.
My eyes widened at him, while my heart skipped a beat, and an almost dizzying rush of emotions flooded through me.
Oh. My. God.
A whirlwind of emotions erupted within me, each one colliding and intertwining in a profound and exhilarating dance. Initially, a wave of excitement surged through me like a jolt of electricity.
It was a rush of anticipation and elation, a thrill that made my heart race and my pulse quicken. The excitement was like a spark that ignited everything inside me, illuminating the depth of my feelings for Yuji and the joy of hearing that he felt the same way.
Almost immediately, the excitement gave way to a fluttering sense of nervousness. My stomach twisted with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. The vulnerability of his confession, combined with the realization of how deeply I felt for him, made me acutely aware of the delicate nature of our newfound connection.
But the joy that followed was like a warm, enveloping wave, washing over me and filling every corner of my being. It was a deep, bubbling happiness that spread from my chest to my fingertips. And a profound sense of hope and relief settled over me as well.
The uncertainty that had lingered, the questions about how Yuji felt and whether our feelings were mutual, melted away. I felt cherished. Valued.
But I just giggled lamely.
It was as though some sort of switch had been flipped off in my brain, leaving me momentarily speechless while my heart raced uncontrollably, and all coherent thought seemed to evaporate.
Driven by an overwhelming surge of affection for Yuji and the need to bridge the gap between our words and our feelings, I reached out instinctively.
I closed the distance between us, my lips finding his in a deep, urgent kiss.
The kiss was intense and passionate, a physical manifestation of everything I was feeling but could not quite articulate. It was a kiss that spoke of longing, joy, and the deep connection that had been growing between us.
Our lips moved together in a way that felt both intimate and exhilarating, our tongues dancing together almost like a tangible expression of all of the emotions swirling within me.
When the kiss finally ended, I pulled back slightly, my breath mingling with his.
My eyes met his with a blend of warmth and sincerity, and I let out a soft, almost breathless sigh as I gathered my thoughts.
“I really like you too,” I whispered, my voice trembling slightly with emotion before a nervous giggle also left my lips. “Like, a lot.”
Yuji’s face lit up with the kind of joyful surprise that made him look like a kid who had just received his favorite gift. It was an expression of pure, heartfelt happiness, and he took a deep breath as if trying to contain the sheer happiness bubbling inside him.
A radiant smile spread across his face, the kind that made his eyes crinkle at the corners and his entire demeanor light up. He tilted his head back, staring briefly into the ceiling above, while seeming momentarily taken aback, as if the weight of the moment had struck him all at once.
Then, Yuji let out a soft, contented laugh, his relief evident in the easy, natural sound.
The smile on his face grew wider before he titled his head back to look at me, quickly pulling me into a tighter, more affectionate embrace, his arms wrapping around me with a gentle but firm hold.
“Fuck!” Yuji laughed at me, his eyes twinkling with warmth and affection as he pulled me a little closer, his voice dropping to a tender, heartfelt whisper. “You know, hearing you say that makes me feel so fucking happy, you won’t believe it.”
He leaned in, his grin widening as he playfully booped my nose with his.
I could not help but laugh out loud.
He actually booped my nose.
“You’re so fucking cute , I won’t believe it!” I snickered, before I gently poked a teasing finger into his ribs.
The effect was immediate and delightful.
Yuji gasped out, his body twitching in response to the unexpected poke. His eyes widened in a mix of surprise and laughter, and he let out a startled chuckle. Instinctively, he began to squirm, trying to escape my ticklish finger.
With a mischievous grin, I took advantage of his reaction and wiggled even more of my fingers, launching a full-on tickle assault on his sides.
Yuji’s laughter grew louder and more uncontrolled as he wriggled and tried to shield himself from my relentless tickling. “Stop! Stop! I can’t breathe!” he gasped between fits of laughter. His hands flailed in a playful attempt to fend off my tickling fingers, but his movements were more of a flurry of ticklish reflexes than any real defense.
However, suddenly, as if out of nowhere, Yuji’s reflexes kicked in with surprising agility.
As I continued my playful assault, he suddenly seized my hands with a swift, skillful move. His grip was firm but gentle, effectively capturing my wrists and pinning them above my head.
The unexpected shift caught me off guard, and before I could react, Yuji had deftly maneuvered himself into a commanding position.
With a gleeful grin, Yuji swiftly shifted his weight, positioning himself to straddle my legs, effectively pinning me down. His legs encircled mine, anchoring me to the bed and ensuring I could not escape his playful grasp.
The sudden change in dynamics made me gasp in surprise, and I found myself lying on my back, with Yuji hovering over me, his body close.
Yuji’s hands were holding mine down, his fingers gently but securely clasping my wrists. His posture was a perfect blend of mischievous triumph and playful dominance, the intensity of his eyes reflecting the thrill of turning the tables as he looked down at me. The warmth of his body against mine was delicious, and his proximity only heightened the playful and almost electric energy between us.
I felt pangs of desire flame through my body as he leaned closer to place a single kiss on my lips, before a shiver ran down my spine.
Oh lord have mercy!
Yuji’s smile widened as he looked down at my shivering body, his expression smug as hell.
“Looks like I’ve got you right where I want you,” he teased, his voice dripping with playful confidence. The twinkle in his eyes and the playful curve of his lips conveyed just how much he was enjoying this newfound position of power.
I squirmed underneath him, trying to escape, but Yuji’s legs kept me firmly in place, and his grip on my hands was unyielding but gentle. I clasped my eyes shut when I heard him chuckling at me.
I was struggling.
Yuji’s body hovering over mine, his legs straddling mine to keep me firmly in place, the warmth of his body pressed against me, the firmness of his grip, and the intensity of his gaze combined to create swirling waves of forbidden desire to dance through me.
Each subtle shift of his weight and the gentle pressure of his touch heightened the sensation, making my heart race and my breath catch in my throat.
My body responded eagerly, but beneath the rising tide of hot and liquid arousal, a clear thought began to take shape in my mind: I needed to find a way to escape before things escalated further, and if I did not act quickly, I might be swept away by the intensity of the physical attraction quickly building between us.
I finally managed to open my eyes to look at him.
I was met with the most captivating sight of Yuji’s golden brown gaze locked onto mine. The intensity in his eyes was undeniable — a blend of playful mischief and deep, genuine affection that seemed to twinkle with an almost magnetic force. His eyes held a fiery warmth that drew me in, making everything else fade into a blur.
I was struck by the profound depth of emotion reflected in his gaze.
The twinkling intensity seemed to convey everything he felt — an invitation to explore the connection between us further, a promise of shared moments, and an acknowledgment of the undeniable chemistry that crackled in the air. The sheer sincerity and warmth in his eyes stirred something deep within me.
My feelings of desire and affection for him surged, amplified by the intensity of his gaze. It was as if each glance and flutter of his dark eyelashes intensified the emotions I was already experiencing. The desire that had been simmering beneath the surface now felt like a roaring flame, consuming my thoughts and amplifying the electric charge between us.
My body responded almost instinctively.
The warmth pooling in my chest seemed to radiate outward, making my skin tingle with heightened sensitivity. I could feel my breath quickening, each inhalation coming in soft gasps as my heartbeat raced.
“Yuji, you’re not keeping your sexy eyes in check,” I managed to croak out in a frail voice that sounded as if I was out of breath
“Neither are you,” Yuji retorted at me with an expression that was a mix of playful defiance and charming mischief before flashing me a cheeky smile.
Before I could fully react to his response, Yuji leaned in closer and began to trail soft, teasing kisses across my exposed skin.
Fuck lord, you’re not having mercy on me here…
The first touch of his mouth was gentle and electrifying, a warm sensation that made me shiver with pleasure and anticipation. His kisses were light yet purposeful, each one adding to the growing intensity of the moment.
Starting at my forehead, his lips brushed against my skin with a tender, affectionate touch. He moved slowly, deliberately, letting his kisses linger as he worked his way down. His lips pressed softly against my cheeks, then down to the corner of my mouth, each kiss sending a jolt of sensation through me. The warmth of his breath and the gentle pressure of his kisses created a delightful contrast to the firmness of his grip.
As Yuji’s lips continued their journey, he planted kisses along my neck and collarbone, his touch growing slightly more insistent with each caress. The sensation of his lips on such sensitive areas sent waves of excitement coursing through my body. My breathing grew shallow, and I could feel my heart racing in response to the increasing intimacy.
His kisses began to scatter across my shoulders and down my chest, each one igniting a deep, responsive shiver.
The warmth of his mouth and the playful, affectionate nature of his kisses made me feel incredibly alive and aware of every touch. My body responded instinctively, arching slightly toward him, craving more of the delightful sensations he was providing.
As Yuji’s lips continued their tender exploration, he seemed to easily sense the effect his kisses were having on me. The intensity of my response only seemed to fuel his playful affection and with a subtle shift, he scooted himself upward, positioning himself so that he was straddling me more comfortably.
Each of his legs was placed with careful precision on either side of my hips, effectively anchoring me in place and preventing me from moving much.
I exhaled deeply as he smirked at me.
A small and defiant voice in the back of my head wanted me to tell him to fuck off , but the rest of my body leaned more towards telling him to fuck me instead.
Yuji’s closeness was both thrilling and intensely intimate. With a tender, teasing touch, Yuji leaned in to plant kisses on the sensitive skin just below my ear.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered into my ear, before his lips returned to my neck.
My eyes fluttered shut as I sighed out.
His lips traced a path of warmth and softness, sending tiny, shimmering jolts of pleasure through me. The kisses were gentle but purposeful, each one a whisper of affection, but when he then moved to my earlobe, his lips lingered with a slightly firmer touch.
Yuji breathed deeply into my ear, letting a low, soft groan escape his lips with each exhalation, the warmth of his breath mingling with his kisses, and I almost could not handle it. He was driving me mad.
I wanted him to touch me everywhere, to give into his playful dominance, let him take control and do whatever the fuck he pleased with me, but I knew that I had to…
Fuck...
Yuji’s kisses slowly turned into gentle, teasing sucks, his soft lips nippling sweetly on my earlobe, causing shuddering shivers to roll through me. Unable to contain the rising tide of arousal, my body arched up towards him again, as if drawn by an irresistible force.
The movement was fluid and natural, a physical manifestation of the intense desire and excitement coursing through me. My back arched, lifting slightly off the bed, pressing my body closer to his.
“Mmmh,” Yuji cooed out over me, his voice dark and husky, obviously fucking thrilled with the effect he had on me. “I love the way you move, baby. Every little reaction you have… It just makes me fall for you even more. The way you respond to my kisses? Huh… It’s like you’re fucking made for this.”
I heard a soft whimper escape my lips as a heady mix of desire and elation exploded within me, my heart swelling with the warmth of his words and the intensity of our closeness. If Yuji was not keeping my hands nailed to the bed over my head, I would have wrapped my arms around him and licked him all over.
Yuji kept lavishing me with praise and kisses, short circuiting my brain more and more.
“During the movie, I couldn’t stop thinking about how beautiful you look with your lips around my dick. How fucking well you took care of me earlier, how you begged me to fuck you.”
Yuji’s eyes fluttered shut and he let a deep sigh escape his lips, before he literally licked my neck, his soft and wet tongue leaving a moist trail of goosebumps along my sensitive skin. I felt an abundant wetness spread between my legs that were still clenched tightly together as another wave of deep desire for Yuji crashed through my body, and I panted heavily.
Oh my fucking god…
This was exactly what wasn’t supposed to happen!
I clasped my eyes shut as images from earlier of him towering over me flooded my mind — with his broad chest and shoulders, his head tilted back in pleasure, one of his hands resting gently on my head while the other rested on his own forehead, his nose and brows crinkling in pleasure as I let my tongue and lips worship his big cock.
I recalled the delicious sensation of having Yuji in my mouth, the taste of his arousal and the sounds of pleasure he made, and it left me almost gasping for air as I writhed underneath his body that was pressed so deliciously against mine, and the friction of our clothes felt absolutely amazing, leaving both of us to groan out over each other.
It felt as if our bodies just longed to melt together.
And the sensation was completely overwhelming — a deep, primal urge that made me feel like our bodies were irresistible to each other, perfectly in tune somehow.
The warmth of Yuji’s skin against mine, the rhythm of his breath, the smell of his cologne, and the gentle pressure of his touch created a sensation that was both enveloping and fucking irresistible.
Meanwhile, my mind was a cacophony of conflicting thoughts and emotions. It was screaming for me to pause, to take a step back and regain control before things got any spicier. The internal conflict was intense — the sharp contrast between the burning desire to surrender myself completely to him and the rational part of me demanding restraint was almost unbearable.
Every time Yuji’s lips brushed against my skin, or his touch ignited a shiver, the physical reaction was so strong it threatened to drown out my logical thoughts. My body was betraying me, urging me to give in to the exquisite sensations and melt into him completely.
“Yuji…” I whimpered softly, a hint of desperation tinging my voice. “Stop.”
Instantly, Yuji froze.
For just a brief second, his body tensed momentarily before he slowly loosened his grip on my hands, his movements deliberate and gentle. He straightened himself up, shifting position so that he no longer leaned in over me.
Surprised by his prompt reaction, my eyes fluttered open to see him there, seated on top of me, with a demeanor that had shifted to one of careful attentiveness.
Yuji’s smoldering gaze softened as he looked at me.
The intensity in his eyes was replaced with a genuine warmth and affection that spoke of a tenderness, his eyes reflecting a deep sense of care and respect for my boundaries.
With a gentle, almost reassuring smile, Yuji carefully climbed off me, his movements smooth and considerate. He positioned himself lying down next to me, his body relaxed and open.
“Sorry,” he mumbled apologetically before his golden brown eyes darted down to the bed, his cheeks flushing with pink that matched his tousled hair. “It’s really hard for me not to get carried away with you.”
He giggled in a short, sweet exhale, looking way too fucking adorable as he lay there with a flushed expression, panting slightly from his arousal, his gaze quickly returning to mine while the tantalizing bulge in his shorts was really hard for me not to pay attention to.
A trembling sigh left my lips.
I really wanted to get carried away with him too.
Like, really .
And the way that he just showed me how much he honored and respected me, and the care he really held for me only made me want it even more. My body almost ached from the loss of his closeness.
I managed a soft, almost teasing smile, the corners of my mouth lifting as I responded. “You’re telling me!” I smiled before a breathy chuckle escaped my lips. “It’s like trying to hold back a fucking tidal wave!”
Yuji’s eyes lit up with a spark of amusement, before he barked out in laughter.
“Spot, fucking, on!” he laughed before a broad, genuine smile spread across his face.
And indeed, it was fucking spot on .
Because even though there was a physical space between us now, the closeness of his body felt like an irresistible force, as if our bodies were drawn together by an unseen, magnetic attraction.
The warmth radiating from him was palpable, and every inch of the space between us seemed charged. I could feel the subtle, electrifying pull towards him, a force that seemed to intensify with the proximity of his body to mine.
It felt just like we were two opposing poles of a magnet, close enough to feel the tug, but just slightly apart, creating an almost unbearable sense of longing.
The way his body was so near to mine, just within reach, made me acutely aware of how much I desired to close that gap. It was as if every muscle in my body was straining towards him, instinctively drawn to the warmth and presence that his body exuded.
And fuck…
Don’t judge me, okay?
I knew that I should not do it, but I could no longer help myself.
I found myself practically launching myself toward him, my body moving with a forceful, desperate need to melt with his, my movements swift and driven by a deep, instinctual craving.
I reached him with a fervent urgency, pressing my lips against his in a kiss that was both intense and passionate. The kiss was a surge of raw emotion, filled with an unrestrained desire to connect, to lose myself completely in him. My hands found their way to his face, pulling him closer as our mouths moved together with a fervent rhythm.
Yuji's initial reaction was one of surprise.
His eyes widened for a moment as the suddenness of my actions caught him off guard. The shift from playful banter to this intense, passionate kiss left him momentarily stunned, and the look on his face made it seem like he processed the sudden change with a mix of astonishment and exhilaration.
Yuji groaned softly into my mouth, while his tongue started flirting deliciously with mine. His hands instinctively moved to hold me, his grip firm but tender, as he quickly adjusted to the intensity of the kiss.
His body responded with a mix of eagerness and amazement, matching my urgency and passion. The initial surprise in his expression melted into a deep, reciprocating fervor as he kissed me back with equal intensity, enveloping us both in a whirlwind of shared desire and connection.
My hands started eagerly roaming over Yuji's body.
I slid my fingers under his white t-shirt, my touch hungry and exploratory as I traced the defined muscles of his stomach and chest. Each touch was a blend of curiosity and desire, my hands savoring the warmth and firmness of his toned physique before I let my fingernails graze down his skin.
Being momentarily surprised by my boldness, Yuji’s breath hitched in his throat, before he pulled back just enough to remove his shirt. The motion was swift and decisive, his shirt discarded with a casual toss onto the floor.
His bare skin was now exposed, a tantalizing display of his toned form. As soon as the shirt hit the ground, Yuji's lips were back on mine with renewed intensity, his kiss matching the urgency of my touch as my hands continued their exploration.
I traced the contours of his chest, enjoying the heat and texture of his skin under my fingertips.
Yuji’s hands moved with equal purpose, sliding over my chest with a possessive yet tender touch. His fingers cupped my breast, his touch both assertive and gentle, creating a ripple of pleasure within me that had my back arching into his touch.
As his hands worked their way down, he pulled my top and bra down with a practiced ease, his movements smooth and deliberate as he exposed one of my breasts.
I heard him exhale deeply before he lowered himself with a deliberate, sensual intention.
His lips brushed softly against my nipple, the gentle touch sending a shiver through me. The kiss was delicate, almost reverent, and it created a ripple of pleasure and anticipation.
With a teasing, slow movement, Yuji’s tongue began to trace soft patterns around my nipple. The sensation was both electrifying and soothing, as he used the warmth and moisture of his tongue to pleasure me.
I panted heavily above him.
Yuji’s movements were skillful and attentive, each stroke of his tongue seemingly designed to maximize the pleasure and heighten the desire pounding through my body with every beat of my racing heart.
The contrast between the softness of his lips and the flickering, tantalizing sensation of his tongue created a mesmerizing rhythm. His attention to detail was evident in the way he varied his pressure and speed, drawing out each sensation and making me acutely aware of every touch.
I felt my body writhing underneath his tongue while my breath was becoming strained.
Fuck! This feels so good, I just wanna…
With my mind momentarily blanked out, consumed by a wave of intense pleasure, my hand instinctively drifted down to grasp the hard bulge between his legs, driven by a sudden, urgent need to reciprocate the stimulation.
The moment my fingers made contact, Yuji’s reaction was immediate and visceral.
His body tensed slightly, a shuddering tremble running through him as he felt the heat and pressure of my touch through his shorts. His breath hitched, a soft, involuntary gasp escaping his lips. His eyes widened, and a mix of surprise and deepening pleasure flashed across his face.
He adjusted his position, his hips instinctively shifting to meet the warmth of my hand. I cupped him gently but firmly, my touch both deliberate and curious. The warmth and firmness of him under my hand created a thrilling sensation that made my heart race.
A groan of approval escaped Yuji in response to the new, electrifying sensation. His reaction was a blend of relief and heightened desire, his body reacting eagerly.
My fingers roamed, tracing the contours of the bulge that twitched in response to my touch. I applied gentle pressure, savoring all the ways his body responded to my touch.
Yuji’s breath grew heavier, a soft, involuntary groan escaping his lips as I touched him. His body shifted and tensed under my hand, a visible sign of how much he was enjoying my attention.
His eyes fluttered closed for a moment, his expression a mixture of pleasure and anticipation, before he titled his head back, his gaze licking over me as I suddenly felt his hand snaking down to cup me gently between my legs.
I sucked in a hard breath as the sensation was electric.
I felt an intense surge of heat and pleasure that radiated from the point of contact, spreading throughout my body. The moment his palm and fingers touched me, it was as if a jolt of electricity had passed through me, sending a shiver of excitement and anticipation.
“Oh fuck,” I gasped in a breathless whisper as I felt the warmth and gentle pressure of his hand heightening every nerve ending in the area.
Yuji’s expression also shifted to one of intense focus and barely-contained emotion when he felt how wet I was. For a brief moment, his eyes darkened with what almost seemed like frustration or a fierce, passionate intensity.
It was a look that conveyed a deep, primal reaction to the evidence of my desire.
His brows furrowed slightly, and his lips pressed together, as if he were grappling with the overwhelming sensations and the raw intensity of feeling all the warmth and dampness of my pussy, which had completely soaked through my panties and covered them with all my creamy slick.
There was a glimmer of something fierce in Yuji’s gaze, a potent mix of desire and urgency that made it clear how deeply he was affected by my damp response to him.
I heard a soft whimper escape my lips as Yuji applied just a bit more pressure with his broad and warm hand over my heat, feeling how the drenched fabric of my panties clung to the growing moisture, while I noticed how the dampness had spread a little up my thighs too from having my legs straddled together, creating a very tangible evidence of my desire for him.
Yuji was panting when his eyes met mine.
His gaze was filled with a burning intensity, utterly intense and unwavering, filled with a combination of longing and determination. A low, appreciative murmur escaped his lips as he shifted closer, his body pressed against mine with a newfound urgency.
When his voice sounded in my ear, deliciously deep and smoldering, I felt myself shivering, my hips impatient for him to move his hand between my legs.
“I told you to wait and see, earlier. Didn’t I?” he hummed into my ear, the bass of his voice resonating through me, sending a shiver down my spine and making goosebumps spread like wildfire over my skin.
His words were wrapped in a sultry, teasing tone that made the air around us feel charged with anticipation. As he spoke, his fingers moved with a deliberate, almost reverent touch, and he carefully reached under my skirt, his movements slow and measured.
And with a gentle, yet assertive tug, Yuji pulled down my panties, the moist fabric slipping smoothly past my hips and settling around my knees.
His voice took on a more commanding, yet still tender tone. “Now, I wanna show you. Can I, baby?” he asked, his words dripping with both desire and affection. “Please?”
Sweet, motherfucking FUCK!
With that last one word, I felt my resolve crumble.
The intensity of the moment and his palpable desire left me breathless and completely captivated. My mind raced with a mix of excitement and anticipation, the only coherent response that I could muster was a silent acknowledgment of his request.
I nodded eagerly, the urgency in my movements reflecting how deeply I wanted to surrender to the moment.
My voice was a breathy whisper, laced with desperate longing as I managed to say: “Yes, please… please, please show me. I’ll keep quiet, please !”
Each repetition was tinged with a desperate and almost frantic need, underscoring the depth of my desire and the overwhelming pull of his presence. I sounded like a fucking lunatic, but I could not help it.
I felt Yuji trembling against me, his body shuddering as a shaky groan left his lips.
When I felt his hand return to the heat between my legs, the absence of my panties made the sensation even more direct and electrifying, causing me to gasp out.
His touch was now unfiltered, every brush of his warm palm and fingers against my bare, sensitive skin creating a raw, exhilarating feeling. His movements were slow and deliberate as he began by gently cupping the area, his fingers lightly pressing and exploring, tracing soft, languid strokes over my slick folds.
I felt my body quivering with pleasure as his fingers glided softly just over my embarrassingly wet slit, the tip of his finger feeling like firm silk as he slowly traced the contours of my pussy with a tantalizing precision, occasionally applying a gentle pressure just above my clit that made my breath hitch.
Yuji deliberately avoided penetrating, he did not even move his fingers to my inner folds, but instead he just kept his strokes focused on the outside.
I wanted to cry out.
It felt as if his every movement was so fucking slow and deliberate, as if designed to maximize pleasure and build up a sense of anticipation within me that I struggled to contain. The teasing nature of his touch, created a whirlwind of sensations that left me gasping and trembling, my body reacting instinctively to his skilled caress.
The intense pleasure and the mounting need for more made the moment feel like an exquisite blend of excitement and tantalizing frustration.
“Pleeeease,” I whimpered again, desperately, my voice nothing more than a mere whisper under his hands.
His fingers traced slow, circular patterns just above my clit, occasionally pressing gently down before immediately sliding away, each motion designed to tease and build excitement, but never quite giving me the full contact I craved.
“Fuck!” I hissed out in frustration, bucking my hips at his hand.
Yuji chuckled, his voice deep with lust.
“Aaaw,” he soothed over me, and I could tell from his voice that he was smiling. “So impatient.”
I hissed at him again.
This dude’s gonna make me go mad!
“So fucking smug ,” I groaned as I bucked my hips again, and I heard Yuji snickering before he increased the pace of his hand over my clit, circling it deliciously just with the right amount of pressure.
My mouth fell open in a breathless gasp.
The release of anticipation was immediate and intense as he finally gave me what I wanted, my lips parting as pleasure crashed through my entire being like a wave of relief and ecstasy, completely overwhelming all of my senses with Yuji’s touch becoming a precise, electrifying stimulation as he kept circling his hand just like that.
Just the right pace.
Just the right pressure.
I wanted to cry out, to scream, so I threw my hands up to cover my mouth, exhaling deeply through my nose. I could feel every nerve ending within me igniting, the sensation making my body tremble as I gasped for breath.
“Still wanna call me smug, huh?” Yuji purred into my ear while I writhed beneath him, my body convulsing with the waves of pleasure he kept sending through my body with his perfect fucking fingers. “Try calling me smug again, baby. I dare you.”
The words were barely more than a heated murmur in my ear, but they carried an irresistible, teasing undertone that only heightened the pleasure I was experiencing.
My reaction was a mixture of breathless delight and urgent need. I gasped and moaned, the sound escaping my lips almost involuntarily as his fingers continued to deliver ecstasy like a fucking drug.
The intensity of his touch made it hard for me to focus on anything other than the incredible sensations he was creating. His teasing words seemed to fuel the fire of my desire, making every wave of pleasure feel even more intense.
I could not form coherent words, only gasps and breathless sounds of pleasure that punctuated my reactions as he just kept moving his hand exactly like I needed him to.
Fuck, am I gonna cum from this?
My mind was in a haze, completely enthralled under the magic of Yuji’s touch, and I was surprised when I felt the familiar tension tingling and building in the pits of my stomach because no one had made me orgasm like this before but myself.
Yuji suddenly stopped.
The abruptness of the stop sent a jolt through my body, pulling me out of the haze of pleasure. My eyes, still half-closed from the overwhelming sensations, fluttered open to find Yuji's gaze shifting rapidly towards the wall opposite his bed.
His demeanor was now tinged with a mix of mischief and surprise.
I lay there panting beneath him, the pleasure still coursing through me in residual waves, my breath coming in short, ragged bursts. The abrupt halt left me momentarily disoriented, my body still trembling from the intensity of what had just occurred.
When Yuji’s gaze met mine again, it was with a playful, almost devilish smirk on his lips. The look in his eyes was filled with a teasing glint, as if he were reveling in the surprise he was about to drop on me.
His voice, now low and tinged with amusement, whispered: “Fushiguro’s home.”
I gasped.
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Author's note:
I knoooow. I left you guys on a cliffhanger, but the chapter was getting too long, so I had to stop here ;)
Next chapter will pick up right where we left!
Let me know what you think <3
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