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FITTING ROOM . . yomi

A/N — I FINALLY MADE A FIC FOR MY BOYFIE YOMI 😘😘 i love him sm HEHEHEHE

CW — SMUT, f!reader, somewhat condescending dom!yomi, quickie, kinda toxic relationship, pwp (?), doggystyle, creampie, unprotected sex, public sex (kinda??), hold the moan shitt, yomi is ass man, not proofread

you needed to buy some new bras since you've clearly grown out your old ones. they were getting uncomfortable quick so you did the most reasonable thing which was to buy some new ones.

unfortunately, one thing was stopping you from going outside this late at night—your boyfriend, yomi. he wasn't even someone you considered your boyfriend. he kinda just forced himself into your life and wouldn't take no for an answer. it was okay on your end though, because he was rich and he loved you.

"please? it's so dark outside. you know it's unsafe." yomi pleaded as you packed your purse to go outside. he fully knew that you could protect yourself. you certainly weren't weak; that's one of the traits he liked about you. despite this, he kept insisting that you couldn't go outside, alone at least, at this hour. it was cute how he was concerned, but you knew it was more because he wanted to be with you 24/7.

with a sigh, you caved in. now you're both in his car, on the way to the nearest shopping center that was still open at this hour. he had one hand on the steering wheel and one hand on your thigh. he squeezed it a bit. you took a glance at him and saw his subtle satisfied expression. he liked it when you listened to him, when you were dependent on him.

as the both of you stepped into that shopping center, you made your way to the store you usually bought from. you shopped here quite often which is why the employees have known who you are. they know you as that gorgeous girl with the rich boyfriend. yomi refused to let you pay for anything. even something as simple as candy.

you explored the store, looking for some new pieces to buy yourself. yomi gave you his card and sat on one of the couches. “have fun.”

“thank you.” you replied and gave him a small kiss on the cheek, getting the card from him. he got your bag from you and carried it on his shoulder.

after a few minutes, you finally found something you could see yourself wearing. you went to the dressing rooms and yomi followed suit. he leaned against the wall of your changing room and fidgeted with the keychain on your bag.

“need any help, baby?” he asked from the outside of the fitting room. he held the curtains so you wouldn't accidentally be exposed to everyone in this store.

you were busy putting them on so you didn't bother to reply to him. yomi made a tsk sound. she's so stubborn, he thought, smiling to himself. he pushed the curtains aside and went inside your fitting room.

“honey..” yomi crept up behind you. you felt his hands coming to hug your bare waist. you were just in your underwear as he entered. he buried his face into your neck and nuzzled you. he planted a small kiss on your neck. “don't ignore me.”

“yomi, baby, im not. i don't need your help.” this made him sigh. he pressed himself harder into you. you could already feel him getting hard through his pants.

he rolled the curtains all the way. that way no one could see that there were two people inside one fitting room and get an idea of what the two of you were about to do.

yomi made you face him. usually, he'd have to look down while talking to you due to your height difference. because of that, you also have to tip toe to kiss him.

“what?” you said, sounding pissed. he couldn't leave you alone for one minute, can't he?

he took advantage of your exposed body and kissed you everywhere. you gripped on his hair, caressing it lightly. “yomi, not here—”

he didn't listen and lightly placed you against the wall. your tits were pressed against the wall. yomi groped your soft, squishy ass and leaned into your neck for a kiss. he bit down lightly on your neck, making you moan.

“shh.” he shushed you. “you can't be loud, sweetheart. they'll hear us.” he chuckled softly, teasing you. his hand reached for the zipper of his pants.

“we have to be quick, hm?” he rubbed his thumb against your clothed pussy. he slowly inserted it inside you, rubbing your walls gently.

yomi licked his fingers. he took his thumb out and put a finger inside you. he built up a pace. you didn't expect to get this wet.. the squelching sounds were louder than you expected.

“fuck, you're so wet but still tight.” he added another finger. “gotta prep you for m' cock, yeah? you'd like that, won't you baby?” yomi whispered in your ear.

you couldn't bear to listen to him with two of his fingers inside of you. you forced yourself to be quiet though, because yomi was right. if people heard you two, they'd probably take a peek from the curtains..

“y-yomi, nghf— you need to slow down—” you let out a soft moan.

he noticed some cum dripping down his fingers and pulled both them out. even you didn't notice you came already with how fast everything was happening. licking his fingers, he pumped his hard cock and rubbed it against your ass. “what'd i tell you, honey? we have to be quick. people might see us.”

your pussy was still sensitive and throbbing. you felt your juices running down your thighs, to the point it soon reached the floor. without warning, he pushed his fat cock inside of you. before slipping out a loud moan, you held yourself back and bit your lip. you were still sensitive! can't he just wait..? “y—yomi!”

he fucked himself into your pussy. h tried to go slow, but it was hard because you felt so fuckin' good.

yomi's hands were squeezing your ass he pushed himself inside you. each moan you were holding back only made yomi smirk in satisfaction. he was getting to you.

the wet sounds the both of you were making just seemed to fuel his arousal for you even more. the sight of you having to keep quiet as he pounded relentlessly into you was absolutely adorable. he wanted to give you a kiss.

he rubbed his thumb against your plump ass. he gave it a soft spank, causing it to jiggle against him.

“fuck, honey. i love how you feel.” he panted into your ear. yomi felt himself getting closer. his cock was throbbing inside of you, getting ready for release.

you moaned louder than you expected and immediately covered your mouth with your hands. fuck, did the employees hear you? you just had to hope they didn't, otherwise you'd be too embarrassed to face them anymore.

yomi grunted and he thrusted a few more times inside you, ensuring that no more cum would fall out of you. “i'm a regular here, yomi! ugh, you're so annoying.” you whined.

“no worries, honey. you did such a good job, staying quiet f'me.” he cleaned you and the floor up. he helped you get back into your clothes as well. it was hard to put your panties back on with all the cum on it and stuff.. sure to say you two would be buying those underwear. couldn't risk the staff from seeing cum on them.

at the checkout area, your arms were wrapped around yomi's. you could barely walk properly with sore legs and cum threatening to leak down your jeans. yomi smirked and paid for everything with his card.

©amaderika. reblogs are appreciated!

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amaderika · 8 months ago

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. . % JUST MY LUCK ! yoru x reader

001 CW SMUT, long fic, f!reader, nerd!yoru, loser!yoru, popular!reader, reader is lowkey mean, blowjob, boob job, inexperienced yoru again im so sorry 😭 002 A/N nghghf finally got the time to post <33 this has been in my drafts for months...

the nervousness yoru was feeling at the moment was indescribable. there was a pair work, again. he dreaded pair works—he loathed them. usually, his partner would let him do everything. all because he was considered a star student. it was a curse and a blessing at the same time.

“why did sir let us pick our partners..? i'll for sure be a last option for whoever's as unlucky as me. .” he thought.

you, on the other hand, did not care one bit. it was starting to annoy you. he was fidgeting with his ID, the sound of his keychain hitting the frame making an irritating sound. why did you have to be seated beside him? his only redeeming quality is his intelligence. people only talked to him if they needed help with academics.

although yoru was smart, he knew no one would pick him. he was a loser, after all. people found him unapproachable and awkward. he had weird, messy, black hair, a lot of ear piercings, and his outfits were just.. weird.

as you looked to the side, you noticed the poor boy beside you, still feeling anxious. it was baffling how someone could be this stressed over pairings. yoru watched as people were picking partners while he was sitting there in silence.

he was scared—not only on behalf of his dignity, but his academics too. if no one chose him, how would he do the project? if no one chose him, how will his grades be—

“yoru, do you wanna partner up?” you asked him.

that sentence made him shiver a bit from the unexpectedness. you? out of all people? were asking to be partners with someone like him? oh, he'd just consider you his savior.

he turned to face you but quickly looked down out of shame. he almost forgot how to speak a coherent sentence when he looked in the same direction as you. you were just wondering if he knew how stupid he looked. his hair was basically covering his eyes as he was looking at the floor. “uh. . yoru?”

“ 'm sorry! yes, i would gladly appreciate if you were partners with me. in fact, i'm so grateful you gave me this oppurtunity to—”

you interrupted him. why does he only have 2 sides. . ? not talking at all or talking too much. you wished yourself goodluck as you realized what you got yourself into. your hands ran through his hair and you pat his head. “yeah, yeah, whatever. let's meet at my place to start it.”

oh, his face was red. he's never had anyone touch him like that before. he nodded at your remark and mumbled a little “thank you.”

people, including your friends, looked at you weirdly after finding out you decided to pair with yoru.

you and your friends were eating at a cafe for lunch. they decided to bring up the topic. “did you feel bad for, you know. . yoru?” one of them giggled. “or are you just planning to use him? you know, good idea. he knows you're a hot shot right? maybe you can—”

“yeah, i did feel bad. what's your deal? just shut up and eat.” you said while stirring your drink. it wasn't that big of a deal, actually. and why would you use him? yoru seemed like a nice guy despite your earlier impressions. he did weird you out in a way, but you didn't wanna embarrass him in front of your friends.

your drink was half finished. you wanted to order another one but you saw a familiar face outside the café. it was yoru, waiting for you outside nervously.

6pm. you were walking with yoru outside the campus to your place. on the way out, yoru was slightly annoyed on how much people were interrupting your walk. multiple people would greet you which causes you to start small talk and waste time. did you not understand how serious a research assignment was? you didn't get him at all! he wanted to complain, but he had no room to. he was nothing compared to you.

“you going to the party tomorrow?” an acquaintance of yours asked.

“i'll see. got a research to do and, well.” you gestured at yoru and giggled, hoping she would get the memo. you were kinda chained to this responsibility of finishing the project as soon as possible. yoru would probably want the project finished in a few days. he was that type of person. i mean, it was your fault for picking an academically attached loser.

after a few minutes of walking in silence, you two finally reached your place.

“place your laptop wherever.” yoru was looking around awkwardly. your place was nice for sure. . he felt a bit scared to sit down anywhere as he might ruin something and get you upset. no, no. anything but that. .

he sat on your couch and you followed suit. you were so close to him. yoru was tensing up. you two were usually seated beside each other during lectures, but this felt different. it felt. . strangely intimate. the two of you were alone, at night. anything could happen.

the two of you got to researching. it was too awkward. the silence was loud. you decided to play some music to “lighten up the mood” a bit and clear up the air.

it's been an hour, and you looked to the side. yoru was focused. he was typing quickly. his hands swiftly moved the mouse from one tab to another. while looking at his hands, your eyes locked onto the multiple golden rings on them. his hands were pretty long and veiny too.

the silence was getting to you. you decided to ask him to check your progress so far.

he flinched. it's been a while since the both of you said anything so he was quite surprised. “huh? okay.” he checked the google docs where the both of you started your draft on.

he had a. . confused expression while reading your part of the essay. the boy looked almost disappointed. he let out a sigh.

“oh.. well, it's not that bad..” he was trying so hard to be nice. to be fair, your work wasn't that bad. his standards were just high. he got back to work a bit drained as now, he had to fix your work too.

your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you struggled to read his expression. why did he look so down? you did your work anyways. “what's up with it? is there something wrong?”

he cleared his throat, “your grammar in these parts are wrong, you spelt this wrong, you didn't cite your sources properly—” he continued talking for what felt like an hour. he just had so much to say, didn't he?

he was typing quickly, fixing all your errors. his fingers didn't catch a break.

it was somewhat pissing you off how much he was correcting your work when it was completely unnecessary. he could've just let you fix it, now he's stressed out. yoru ruffled his hair and let out a groan under his breath, hoping you didn't hear him.

you just wanted to help, but he's so stressed he won't even listen to your suggestions.

you, being the worst comforter there is possible, decided to tap his shoulder. “yoru, you need to calm down a bit.”

the poor boy turned to face you. his eyebrows were furrowed and he just looked so sad. you wanted to kiss him so bad, but that's not the time for that stuff. instead, you buried him in between your breasts. okay, maybe that was a worse option, but it was just an innocent hug.

yoru leaned into the hug, oblivious to the hard-on you were starting to feel against your leg. he nuzzled his cheek against the top part of your breast. it was comfy—warm and soft. it was comforting in contrast to the stress of academics he was experiencing.

“t-thank you, again.” his voice was muffled as he said that due to him being pressed up against you.

you've done this multiple times, with different boys, but why, why does it feel so different this time around? your heart fluttered and it never did for anyone before.

yoru, on the other hand, was also having the time of his life. it was showing. his cheeks were red and he refused to show his face to you. he was starting to feel his pants tighten as he grew self aware of his erection.

“how about this? i'll give you a massage so you can take a small break.” you suggested. you both felt the growing sexual tension between you two—it was getting hard to ignore.

yoru nodded. he didn't know how else to react. how was he supposed to react when a popular girl basically smothered him in her tits and now is offering him a massage? he was winning in life. this was coming from a guy with no pull at all!

as soon as you got the go signal from him, you got on your knees. your fingers were above his zipper when he stopped you and grabbed your hand. “no, no, wait! i-i'm—” he was expecting an actual massage from you, not this. “i'm not experienced when it comes to this stuff! i-i've jerked off before but, i've never done the actual thing. i'm sorry if i don't satisfy yo—” here he goes again with the endless yapping.

that was even better for you. “dont be silly, yoru. i don't care.”

you looked so, so hot from yoru's point of view. his cock was starting to hurt from how hard he was. he unzipped his pants for you in order not to be an inconvenience. this exposed his hard, pulsating cock. his cock was long and thick, and i mean thick. it left you wondering how you'll be able to fit that in your mouth at all. .

the mushroom shaped head glistened with precum, the white fluid drooling from the slit. it was twitching with every touch of your finger. even a slight budge made him shiver, how cute.

“ungh— please don't tease me..” yoru pleaded. he couldn't contain his whines and whimpers that much. you were barely even touching him, but he was so hard it made him so sensitive. he was loud—you hoped none of your neighbors were hearing his moans.

he let out a strangled moan as you tried to stuff his cock in your mouth. his hips bucked involuntarily, pushing himself deeper into your throat. the sensation of your tongue swirling around the sensitive head was almost too much to bear.

yoru was gripping the couch as he fought the urge to control your movements. he was scared he'd hurt you if he got a hold of your hair, but oh, how he wanted his entire cock in your mouth. his other hand shakily tried to cover his mouth. “fuck.. please. please please—” poor boy was scared of being “rough.”

he felt you gag on his cock which just made his hips buck once again. he was trying his best to control himself, really. yoru held your hair as gently as he could as he tried pulling his cock out of your mouth to see if you were okay. he thought you were genuinely struggling.

“y-you don't need to force yourself to take it all.” he tried to reach out to you but you kept going. your hands started stroking him. each stroke made him grow closer and closer to cumming.

as you sped up your hands and licked his tip, you felt the familiar warm liquid spilling in your throat. yoru's eyes were filling up with tears as the sensation was too much for the poor boy to handle.

“such'a good boy. my baby boy.” you kissed his tip. you weren't done with him though.

you pulled your top down enough to reveal your tits. his favorite ever.

“oh, this is..” the sight of your breasts made him grow harder. your hard nipples practically begging to be sucked made him drool. he was in a daze.

he grabbed your tits and fondled them. your right nipple was being sucked, as the other one was being played with. yoru just refused to pull away from them.

he bit down on your breast, leaving a mark. “yoru baby.. umph.” your hand pushed him deeper in between them. you felt warm liquid spilling down your thighs. he was.. cumming, again.

he was too busy being a baby as he sucked and licked on your breasts. “mmf.. mmh. they're so soft.” his voice was muffled as he moaned. “they're so warm and soft, i wish i could be here forever.” you stroked his hair.

it was about time. you got on your knees once more and this time snuggled his cock in between your tits. it was so warm, it almost felt like a pussy. it was close enough.

yoru groaned as you wrapped your soft breasts around his throbbing cock, the sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced before. the warmth of your flesh enveloped him and it has him over the edge.

“unghmf! it feels so good! shit— it's so warm!” he whined. his head fell back and his eyes squeezed shut. yoru imagined it was your pussy instead, as he tried to thrust up and down your tits.

he was getting close again. it didn't take long for him to cum all over your tits.

“that was quick. .” the sticky white substance covered your tits. yoru was still trying to recover from his high, but you got on his lap. before you could do anything, he interrupted you.

“no, no. not yet! no penetration yet. . we still have work to do.” yoru buried his face in your cum covered tits. “i'll be fine with just sucking on your tits while working.” he was so red again. his horniness made him bolder than he usually was, which totally made you forget how shy he was.

“if you don't wanna fuck, that's totally fine with me.” you said.

yoru immediately protested. “no! you got it all wrong. i do wanna have sex with you— i-i wanna be inside of you but.. we have something more important to do.”

yoru felt less stressed now. tits in his mouth, a hot popular girl as his partner, and a half finished essay. what more could he ask for?

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