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cupidamour · 1 year

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Can i kiss you?

warnings ; drinking , cursing , deep throating , face fucking , use of pet names (baby) , straight smut lmao

word count ; 2316

pairing ; hijikata toshirou x female reader (boobs and genitalia described & used!!)

minors dni!

. . . Maybe agreeing to go out drinking with you was a terrible idea after all.

Hijikata came to the conclusion that night. You invited him out for drinks under the pretense of 'it's friday, fuck it. let's drink to forget' or something like that. The both of you sat at the bar, ordering your share of drinks.

You've been working in the Shinsengumi for quite some time. . .Not like he's really talked to you or held a conversation besides greetings. He knows as the only female desk worker that it's hard and being surrounded by hundreds of scrawny men, you are bound to be thrown through the loop. Especially by the fact you are not bad to look at anyways.

Nonetheless, he's never really seen you out of your element besides. . . working he guesses. Seeing you actually talk (not that robotic voice with the pasted on smile) is really refreshing. Your smile isn't that bad to look at.

You ran shots back to back, obviously ignoring the burning tinge in your throat. 'Drinking to forget' my ass he thought, more like drinking for fucking liver failure. The more you drank, the more comfortable you got with him. Brushing shoulders, sometimes even bumping his knees. He admits, he's a little tipsy, but how the hell aren't you damn near dead yet? Sighing, he rubs his temples.

The hardest part was trying to distract his eyes from you after you unbuttoned your work blouse a few buttons too low (is that a lace bra you're wearing?), complaining it was 'burning up in here'—-allowing him the view of your chest. Glancing at anything lower than your face was a hassle, and not wanting to risk you calling him a pervert or 'hey , my eyes are up here fucker!' he persisted on through the night.

Now, Hijikata is a respectful man.

With that said, He . . decided it's best to not pay you no attention to you. It's normal, he thought.

However, what's NOT normal is this intense flirting.

"Now that I can really look at you, you're pretty darn attractive," you mutter as you surveyed his features. Making no attempt to hide your interest as you swishing your drink around in your hand.

"You're drunk," Hijikata bluntly states, sighing as casted you a quick glance, before looking back ahead at seemingly nothing.

"M' not, I'm just speaking the truth," you reply indifferently, the spiral forming in your drink more interesting.

"You're not drunk? So all those shots 2 minutes ago were just water-"

"You're missing the point! If anything, you should be thanking me!"

"Um. . . okay. Thank you?"

"You're oh so very welcome," you coo, before turning your body towards him,

"Can I kiss you?"

A short pause . . .

"W-What's with the sudden topic change?!"

Lowering his tone, Hijikata sweat drops. He's really losing his composure over you and your mindless teasing. Taking a swig of his drink, he gives you a one over waiting for your reply.

"It's a yes or no question. I can take no as an answer, I understand boundaries," you reply, peering your eyes over your glass. You lied. You'd never take no for an answer. Imagine having to take his paperwork after missions knowing he rejected you?

"Are you kidding. . .?" Hijikata trails off, eyebrows raised onto oblivion.

"Yes. Or. No."

"I can't answer that!"

"Well, i can answer for you," you mumbled, taking a step off your stool as you tucked your hand to the back of his head, you guided him by the hair down towards you. With heavy lidded eyes, and parted lips; Your lips were a ghost apart. Touching, but not kissing. You could sense the anticipation radiating off of him.

"Or maybe not," you smile, as you pull away, turning your body back towards the bar and holding your hand up for the waiter.

"What the hell." God he could use a cigarette right about now.

"I'm sorry, what's the matter?" you finally turn back to reply after ordering another drink, shifting your focus onto him.

"What the hell was that?! Why did you– just stand there. . ."

"All I wanted was your honesty. Did you want the kiss or not?" you question.

"Cut the teasing bullshit, I think i've made my intentions clear,"

"So. . . Is that a yes or what? You've never even said anything-"

"Yes dammit!"

God just put your lips on his already–

As if reading his mind, your lips crash onto his, your hand back again on his cheek as your other feels him in by his collar. Both your lips lock in a desperate, rough, needy kiss, shooting trembles all throughout your spine. Hijikata's hands reconcile on your waist, one exploring even further down to god knows where. His touch felt burning hot against you.

You moan, as Hijikata bites your lip in greeting, both of you exploring each other in this very moment alone. In fear you two might get kicked out for public indecency from how far this kiss was going, you pull away although reluctantly. The both of you pant, lips still a ghost apart as you mutter in between shaking breathes,

"How far do you wanna go tonight?"

"As far as you'll let me,"

——

Following Hijikata's long strides ended you both up in the public bathroom. Opening the door and offering for you to go in first (how manly), he follows after you not before locking the door with a distinguishable click. Hijikata turns around and looks at you intently, both of you waiting for the next move.

Before he knows it, you're once again grasping his collar and kissing him, his hands automatically snaking around your hips and pulling you closer.

"Put your hands up." Hijikata orders you like he orders his men.

You oblige, raising a questioning eyebrow as he unbuttons the rest of your shirt, helping you loop your arms out of it.

'It really is lace, black lace at that' he marvels as he kisses your chest, letting you resume.

You continue your trail of kisses slowly down to his jawline, placing a flurry of kisses before you descend down to his neck, taking your sweet time as you nestle your head in the crook of his neck, breathing in the scent of his signature fragrance of smoke. You unbutton his shirt to get a view of his chiseled chest, continuing the train of kisses. You crouch down as you slowly but surely make your way down to his pelvic area, your hands resting on his belt.

You glance up, looking for a sign he doesn't wish to go this far, but to your satisfaction, you're met with his desire ridden hues peering back down at you. You continue.

You unbuckle his pants, and as they pool around his legs, you focus your attention on getting the last layer of his forsaken clothing off, not without noticing the prodding dent in his boxers.

"Oh, someones excited to see me, huh?" You giggle, happy to see he's enjoying it just as you are, earning you a grunt in acknowledgment. Looping your fingers around the elastic line, not wanting to waste a moment longer, you pull them down.

From above, he peers down at you, taking grasp of your hair, itching with anticipation. With gentle touches, you take a minute to appreciate him in his full glory. Vice-Commander of the Shinsengumi letting you suck him off in a bathroom?

In an attempt to clear your mind, you busy yourself with the task in front of you as you seize his cock in your hand, rubbing your thumb over his leaking tip. You slowly trailed your tongue from his balls to tip. Stopping on the tip, you suck on it before making an audible "pop" from your mouth.

Your hand replaces your mouth on the tip as you slowly massage it. Your mouth moves to sucking and placing sloppy kisses on the side of his cock.Your hand progressively starts to get faster as your mouth is now occupied with his balls. Humming as you go, you don't fail to notice Hijikata's grasp in your hair gets tighter the longer you go.

Ready for another change in pace, your hands and mouth switch spots again, your hands now fondling his balls whilst your mouth takes on his fully sheathed cock. Placing the needy tip in your mouth, you swirl your tongue around it, catching Hijikata's half lidded eyes, before sinking down every inch.

Peeking above to see Hijikata's eyes closed in content. His eyes suddenly peer back down to yours, before nimbly noticing and wiping the tears that nestled in the corners of your eyes.

"You're doing such a good job, baby." Hijikata praised, hands now caressing your cheek.

Slob begins to ooze out your mouth and onto your chest the longer you go. With quick movements, you grab Hijikata by the hips and make him bottom out in your mouth. Seemingly getting the message, his hands reach back for your hair as he begins face-fucking you.

Grunts of pleasure spill out of his mouth the longer you go. You could feel him twitching in your mouth. Everything on you felt wet and sticky. You bob your head back and forth as you take Hijikata down your throat, adding your hands into the equation as you stroked him as you sucked. Using your tongue, and deepthroated him, going so far that you wouldn't gag yourself.

"S-shit–", Hijikata sputters out between pants.

Noticing the tell-tale sign of him coming, you pull out completely, grinning in response to his startled face. His sex quivering in desire.

"You fucking tease," he growls, scoffing as he helps you off your knees.

"You love it though," you hummed in response, trying to shimmey off your skirt while Hijikata searched his pockets for a sacred golden packet. Hands coming out empty, he silently curses to himself for not packing them out of all times. Noticing his silent struggles.

"Aha," you quip, finally noticing what's missing, before digging into your purse and pulling out what he wanted."Need this?" you giggle as you open the packet with your teeth and get on your knees again, rolling it onto him.

"Thank you," he sighs, as you respond by placing a chaste kiss on his cock.

You rejoin him up above by placing another hungry kiss against his lips, as you loop your arms around his neck. He yanks one of your legs up as he aligns himself to your entrance, slowly sliding in between your slick folds. Pinning your bare back against the wall, he slowly snaked his hand around your throat. Jolting his hips back, he completely bottomed out inside of you. You let out an uncontrollable mewl, while he lets out his own stream of curses into your ear.

"Fuck, your so tight, baby."

Your legs were barely able to stay still as he showed no mercy to the thought of stopping. The sounds of skin slapping filling the vicinity of the bathroom He leaned down towards your ear, still going at his cut throat pace."Does that feel good, baby?", he whispered, the heat tickling you. "You look so good with my hand around your throat", he grunted, letting out his own share of moans.

God he was fucking you so well. You could barely get words out—

Abruptly, he slowed down his pace, leisurely rocking his hips into yours. Catching your ear in his mouth and peppering kisses to the side of your face. The change in pace so sudden gave you a moment to catch your breath before he pulled out almost completely, before slamming back in.

"F-uck— I can't—!" You gasped, throwing your head back. Your nails sure as hell leave marks on his back after this. You only heard a groan response before he quickly took advantage of your exposed neck and jawline, leaving marks of pleasure.

He advanced to linger deep inside of you, hitting your g-spot right on. And to top it all off, he slowed down, dangerously slow from the pace you started with.

Your legs were damn near about to give out, hell, you could barely feel them.

"L-lift me!" you try to get out as best as you can, before you quickly jump and put your other leg up. Hijikata's hands held your thighs up as he continued to ram into you with no problem.

"Right there—!" fuck you were so close. A smoldering heat was building up in your core, the longer he went. His dirty talking only furthering it.

"Cmon baby, come for me," Hijikata grumbled out, beads of sweat trickling down his temple as his husky voice resonated right next to your ear.

A needy moan spilled out your mouth as he cupped your breast, brushing over the nipple with his thumb. went on the hunt on one of your nipples, sucking, pulling and biting at one before going to the other. One of his hands flicked your clit while he was still inside of you. You writhed beneath him, crying out pleas for him to never stop.

"C-coming–!" you heave as your orgasm hits you head on. Your head was dizzy with lust as you contracted around his cock, you felt delirious. Every nerve firing off in ecstasy as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. Hijikata huffed, cursing under his breath as he rocked into you, spilling his seed into the condom.

Heavy pants filled the room as you both rode out your high's, your eyes fluttering as you leaned your head onto Hijikata's chest as he held you against him.

"Are you okay?" Hijikata questioned as he kissed your forehead.

"I can't feel my legs. . ." you mutter out, running your fingers through his sweat slicked hair, still clinging to him.

"Who the hell is in the bathroom? I needa go!"

Both yours and Hijikata's eye's lock in bewilderment.

. . .

"Uh. . . give us a second! I mean– give me a second!"

#gintama #gintama hijikata #hijikata toushirou #hijikata x reader #gintama smut

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cupidamour · 1 year

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nsfw, mdni. reader and ex-husband natsuo finally get intimate 😌….reader has breasts/vagina

“Be honest,” Natsuo says through gasping breaths, tugging at the bottom of your shirt dress and pulling it over your head in one fluid motion as you lift your arms up. Eager to feel his body pressed against yours, you push your chest in his direction and his arms wrap around your waist. “How often have you thought about this?”

You gasp, uncertain if you are more surprised by the question he’s asked or the way this all feels so familiar. His touch brings you back to a place you haven’t been in years, at home with your thoughts and in your body, and he smirks as he begins to kiss down your neck.

“How many times have you stuffed whatever little toy you hide in the back of that drawer inside of you pretending it’s me?”

Antagonism was never Natsuo’s strong suit when the two of you were still together, his dirty talk sweet and sexy but never this possessive. Never this raw and lustful. You arch your back and shiver as he grazes the skin above your pulse with his teeth.

“Well?”

In any other situation you’d roll your eyes at his demands but watching him nip at your collarbone and the fat of your breast makes you whine. He deserves to know, you think, all of the time you’ve spent with your fingers inside of you wishing they belonged to your ex-husband, the father of your children, the love of your life.

“Every time Natsuo,” you are breathless and your voice is pitchy and unrecognizable. Need is laced in every syllable and he chuckles against the buttery silk of your nicest bra, the feel of his breath making your nipple pebble. He bites the hardened bud through the fabric and you gasp in response, his deft fingers unhooking the strap behind your back.

“I thought about you every time too,” he teases, releasing your nipple with a lewd pop and you look down to admire the shine of his saliva over your skin. Too afraid to call his bluff you just nod, tipping your head back as he wraps his lips around your sensitive nipple once more. You’ve always liked that.

“Fucking my hand raw,” he breathes, his voice low and dangerous and making you hot from head to toe. “It has never been the same as the sweetest pussy I’ve ever had.”

His words make you moan, brows knitting together as he mercifully continues his exploration of your body. Bra removed and breasts freed, you look down to see him drinking the sight of you in with all of the reverence of a man meeting a goddess.

“As beautiful as I remember.”

Natsuo’s free hand taps once on your hip and you move a few steps backward toward the edge of your bed, his body quickly filling the space between your legs as he leans across your nude torso to kiss you.

The feeling of his lips on yours for the first time in nearly a decade sends you spiraling, greedily mapping out the corners of his mouth with your tongue as he gently bites your lower lip. Fierce and needy, you feel your hips buck toward the impressive bulge in Natsuo’s unfastened jeans and he stills you by wrapping his hands around one of your hips.

Watching as he sinks to his knees, draping your legs over each of his shoulders, his heavy lidded eyes meet yours as you look down and watch him peel back the slick soaked fabric covering your pussy.

“I had to wait…” he stops, leaning in to dip his tongue between your sticky folds and you moan at the contact. Wanton, not like your usual self. Withdrawing his tongue, he groans and you can tell he’s palming himself through his pants.

He sets his jaw and you are stricken by how intense he looks, eyes narrowing.

“Eight…” he leans in, licking another stripe, removing his tongue long from your flesh enough to speak.

“Long…” you arch your back as the tip of his tongue grazes your aching clit, the contact sending chills through your body as he smacks his lips appreciatively.

“Years…” dipping his tongue inside, you swear you could cum on the spot. Soak his face just like you used to and how he used to love but as you feel yourself careening closer to the edge, he stops and raises one of his hands to slap your wet clit. You groan, mouth open wide as he raises himself enough you can see his whole face and not just his eyes from his position on the ground.

“How long do you think I can make you wait for?”

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