glossywife - Tumblr blog

glossywife · 2 years

Text

bros before hoes.

↳ (hinata, bokuto, atsumu, sakusa) msby/reader

rule 1. any girl brought to the frat house is by default a ‘house girl’ and she is free game for any brothers to hunt.

genre. pwp, explicit smut, college au, 18+

cw. frat boys!msby, gangbang, sakuatsu eiffel tower, descriptions of greek life, usage of alcohol & drugs, profanity, spit as lube, fingering, fellatio + cunnilingus, vaginal + anal penetration, overstimulation, spitting, unprotected, cum eating, degradation like once, consensual filming, pet names, spanking, dirty talk, voyeurism

notes. bokuatsu giving teddy & pete vibes from bad neighbors. yes it’s the frat au brainrot from my fratboy!gojo fic :P enjoy this hq version! i got lazy in the end pls

hq frat au collab

In Sigma Zeta (ΣΖ), any girl brought to the frat house is by default a house girl and she is free game for any Brothers to hunt.

There was no exception to the rule even if you had been dating the vice president of this fraternity for three years now. Atsumu always placed his Brothers on a higher pedestal as compared to you because one of the most important rule in their brotherhood was to strictly follow the ‘bros before hoes’ commandment. Not to say that you were a hoe, but college was a hive of fuck boys with commitment issues and insecure girls who sought validation from said fuck boys. You would like to believe that those people were a minority while all the others were actually more academically inclined because that was what college was meant to be.

You were in the middle of that spectrum, gearing towards focusing on your studies but also not missing out on the Greek side of college.

How could you even begin to describe the Greek Life?

It was more than just guys in shorts and Ralph Lauren button downs. Or red cups and neon lights. Or drinking and bonding games. There were terminologies used for every member of these hierarchical college organizations, ranging from Bigs to Littles to Pledges. Being part of the Greek society was where you would learn the true meaning of respect, camaraderie, and loyalty.

As college students, you were either classified as a Brother or a Sister with your respective fraternities and sororities, or you were demeaned as a GDI—namely the students who didn’t belong into any organization. They lived up to their label of being ‘God Damn Independents’ because they chose to live a college life without having to conform into any rules. In other terms, they were more simply known as the ‘unaffiliated’.

Your boyfriend’s twin, Osamu, was unaffiliated to any fraternities. He usually steered himself away from the whole party life and the initiation rights because he preferred being that one dude in college who could actually look back at his gpa and be proud of himself, not at what fraternity he was in or the legacy he left with them.

Atsumu? He was the absolute opposite of his twin. Since you first met him in your freshman year, the blond had always been the more popular one. He would walk around the campus with his snapback on and people could recognize him even from afar. Sociable, easygoing, and highly extroverted—what else could you expect from such a man?

He found his brothers beyond his bloodline. As much as he loved Osamu, Atsumu allowed more ‘brothers’ to make his college life more worthwhile. After joining Sigma Zeta in his freshman year, he was now in his senior year and a respectable vice president who ran their chapter alongside the current president Koutarou Bokuto.

Because you were a member of a sorority yourself, you understood how his college life worked. Although sororities were prohibited to throw parties, the fraternities were the ones that hosted them and it was how you found yourself spending yet another night at Sigma Zeta to get high and to play drinking games.

It being your last year in college, what else was stopping you from living your best life? Spring Break would happen next week and tonight was the perfect chance to add spice to your life before you and Atsumu would fly off to Mexico for spring break in two days.

With that in mind, you allowed yourself a few drinks that you could handle and joined the crowd of sweaty bodies in the basement as you danced the night away. All you could think of was reaching the highest form of ecstasy while you mindlessly undulated your hips to match the rhythm of the booming music that resonated throughout the house.

Frat parties brought in too much chaos. So many things were happening at once that you wouldn’t be able to properly distinguish every single thing that was going on. One minute you were playing Truth or Dare, the next? You were in Atsumu’s room having your mouth filled with his thick cock as you kneeled in his bed like a docile bunny.

“Fuck yeah,” he cussed, opening a can of beer and quickly chugging the liquor down as you worked on pumping his shaft. The red neon lights that illuminated his room affected the erotic mood that you were currently engulfed in. “Show Omi-kun how good ‘ya suck my dick, baby.”

Because you had some alcohol in your system, you were quite a giggling mess. Kiyoomi Sakusa was standing on the side of the bed, drinking from his red cup as his eyes followed your movements. You shared strict eye-contact while you purposely ran your tongue on the blond’s cock, feeling his thick veins before you wrapped your lips back around his girth. The sight of Atsumu’s cock disappearing in your mouth caused their eyes to gleam with concupiscent thoughts.

“Damn.”

You have always secretly dreamed of being the subject of lust by these hot men, and since Atsumu was all for brotherhood, he didn’t mind sharing you.

He didn’t mind how Sakusa let his cock spring free from his boxers and positioned himself from the back, kneading your bosom from behind to set himself on the right mood. “You want us to take you to Paris?”

Huh? You released Atsumu’s cock from your mouth with a pop. “What do you mean?” you slurred, batting your eyelashes innocently. Your hand continued to stroke your boyfriend’s cock while Kiyoomi was maneuvering your hips on the edge of the bed. The bass coming from the deafening music was vibrating through the room, unknown to the very sexual position that the three of you were occupied by.

“She likes to travel, you know?” Atsumu plastered a cocky smirk on his face just as he set the empty can on his bedside table. His eyes glinted of humor with his words, soon gesturing for you to get in all fours so that his frat brother could have a better access on your entrance—the same slit that Kiyoomi had been playing with his fingers for the past few minutes.

Sakusa didn’t even wait long enough before he rubbed his swollen tip against your dripping cunt and the friction was eliciting titillating moans out of you. “Your pussy’s so wet and pretty,” he spoke under his breath, teasing you by sinking his tip and pulling it out completely. “Like that, bunny?”

You nodded, gazing back at him with glistening eyes that begged for more of his touch. Since when did he look so hot? You watched as he ejected spit on his cock, lubricating his length by performing slow movements with his palm around it. Dammit, his smirk was turning you on so bad.

As a reward for your docility, he no longer stalled from penetrating your core with his member. “Mm—Omi!”

Atsumu was thicker, but goddamn was Kiyoomi longer. You couldn’t even suppress the salacious cries that escaped your mouth as the latter started jostling your hips firmer against his crotch. Your buttocks were meeting the base of his cock with loud, slapping noises and you were drowning from the euphoric feeling of his length desperately plowing your cunt.

“Chin up, babe.” You’ve almost forgotten your boyfriend as your eyes rolled back to your skull. Atsumu had a haughty simper on display when he placed his dick back on your lips to be on the receiving end. “Ready for Paris?”

Just the way he teasingly slapped your mouth with his shaft earned a raspy chuckle from the raven-haired man. “Just fuckin’ do it, Miya.”

“Patience, my brother.”

You were humming in satisfaction when your boyfriend finally had your lips locked in tight around his cock. There was that musky taste that you immediately recognized as you began bobbing your head to suck him full. Because he was holding your hair with an enclosed fist, you allowed him to explore the walls of your mouth by having his tip hitting your inner cheek. Drool was slipping on the corner of your lips after you hollowed your cheeks, angling Atsumu’s cock to reach your uvula.

“Ah, fuck. So good, baby.” The praises. You lived for Atsumu’s praises.

And you loved it more when Sakusa also spoiled you with one. “How do you still have a tight cunt?” he sneered, rutting his himself into you with dark eyes boring into your swollen cunny. Your plump folds were stretched from Kiyoomi’s hard thrusts and the hand that suddenly smacked your butt cheek only added to the intensity of your arousal. “You’re so warm, you’re gonna make me cum straight away.”

While you were being penetrated in your mouth and in your cunt, you could hear the two of them exchanging fist bumps and laughing at how they have created an ‘Eiffel tower’ with you in between.

“What’s takin’ Bokuto so long?” you heard them converse. It was Atsumu who asked the question while you worked on giving him the best blowjob of his life. He received head from you more than the days a calendar could offer, still he would die to have your lips around his cock any time of the day.

“He’s watching all the Pledges, but he said he’ll join soon—ah, shit! I’m gonna fucking bust a nut.”

“Give it to her hard.”

“She’s so tight. Bokuto would enjoy her.”

Bokuto. If you were whimpering from Sakusa’s fully erected cock, you could only imagine your tears when Koutarou finally had you bouncing on his. There was no doubt that the man was packing. You’ve seen how big he was from the dick prints that always appeared behind his grey sweatpants. The man was certainly going to wreck you open with it.

“Aah—Omi! Mm... Fuck.” You couldn’t even restrain your moans. He was increasing his pace at a speed that left you releasing Atsumu from your mouth as you were being fucked stupid by his best friend.

“Shit. Shit.” Sakusa was absolutely losing his cool while he chased his orgasm by slamming his cock inside your velvet walls like an animal in heat. At the moment, you’ve discarded Atsumu who was jerking off at the sight to prepare himself from releasing his cum on your face. “Your chick feels so good, Miya.”

“Right?” Without a second to spare, Atsumu forced your mouth open and instantly had spurts of warm seed filling your mouth at the peak of his ejaculation. Some of it went to your cheek and on to your chest, giving you cum drizzles all over your face. You knew that he would chuckle at it while squeezing your mounds together to enjoy the view of your compressed tits.

“A-Atsumu—!” Although you yelled for his name, it was Kiyoomi who had you whining like a crybaby by raw-dogging you with heavy thrusts before he pulled out and spilled his cum all over your ass.

It was only the first round, but you were already panting out of breath. Your head was getting dizzy from all the alcohol intake and the kaleidoscope of colors brought about by the weed brownies that you’ve had. Still, even if you were lying face flat on the mattress, you looked up at your boyfriend with a grin as he started wiping the cum off your body.

“Have to clean my baby.” You could feel the dampness of the wipes as he rubbed Kiyoomi’s jism off your bum. So cute, you giggled as you clamped the bed sheets with your hands. Atsumu then pecked your lips, saying that you were such a good girl and sending butterflies to your stomach at the affectionate gesture.

While you were in an aftercare session with your boyfriend, Sakusa was manspreading on the couch with his shorts now covering his lower body as he typed on his phone.

“Are you texting your girlfriend?” you playfully asked, propping your elbows on the cushion to better look at his face.

He didn’t deny that he was texting someone, but the upward tug of his lips was meant to show that the person was something else to him. Or something more. “Not girlfriend.”

“Fuck buddy that he’s in love with,” Atsumu confirmed to you, only to receive Sakusa’s defensive shake of the head.

“Shut up. I’m not in love.”

“Yo, which sorority chick are we fucking tonight?”

Barging in from the door was a grinning Bokuto and a wide-eyed Shoyo Hinata who was visibly surprised to see you naked in bed. The sound of the music resonated louder when the door stood ajar and you could hear Drake’s Nonstop playing from the background.

“Oh, it’s Y/N?” Bokuto realized your presence as they closed the door and approached you closer. You had your back resting against the headboard, one leg folded comfortably before you shot them a genial smile. He was quick to exchange handshakes with his two frat brothers who were just done being satiated by you. “Damn, y’all didn’t ruin her enough.”

Atsumu placed his snapback on his head. “Omi-kun can’t fuck for shit. My girl didn’t even cum.”

“Fuck you.” Kiyoomi flicked the blond off without looking up from his phone.

Your eyes trailed towards the other two. “Hey, Bokuto,” you casually greeted, nodding your head at Hinata who awkwardly stood at the side. “Has Shoyo passed the initiation yet?”

Atsumu cleared his throat, adjusting the bands of his boxers before he walked towards the tangerine-haired man with a pat on his back. “As Shoyo-kun’s appointed Big, I have one last special test for my Little.”

In fraternity culture, there were Big brothers and Little brothers—sometimes referred to as pledge sons—which was similar to a mentor and student relationship and Atsumu was the upperclassman who was in charge of introducing Shoyo to the world of Sigma Zeta.

How many tests had he gone through? Heck, he probably went through worse things knowing how creative Atsumu could be. He was a hazing nightmare. As a Sister in your sorority, you knew how tough initiations could be so you didn’t mind to be of assistance for Shoyo’s last test to brotherhood as a consolation for Atsumu’s strict hazing rituals.

“Take a good look at her, Hinata,” Bokuto commanded, putting an arm around the smaller guy just as Atsumu did the same. The former was gesturing his hand towards you as though he was a chef who was presenting a full-course meal and you couldn’t help but chuckle. “See that? She’s fucking hot, right?”

Shoyo could barely meet your eyes without glancing at Atsumu. “But she’s your girl—”

Atsumu and Bokuto looked at each other in playful disapproval. “Dude, I think Shoyo-kun’s forgetting a rule here,” the blond said in good humor, egging Bokuto on to remind the guy of it.

“Hinata, to become a full-pledged Brother, what is the one golden rule that all Brothers must live by?” Bokuto walked around the room to reach for the baseball bat while you watched in amusement, squeezing your legs together and raking your hair to side. Being naked in front of these four men would have made you shy, but you’ve done wilder things with Atsumu so you were at a point where nothing could hold you back. “What is it, hm?”

Shoyo’s response was a shake of his head, thinking of an answer in panic. “Respect my Big’s girlfriend?”

Kiyoomi released a snort, following Atsumu’s guffaw soon after. Bokuto, on one hand, pointed the tip of the baseball bat on Shoyo’s cheek.

“Wrong,” said the president, sitting on the bed next to you. Koutarou briefly looked at your face with a smirk before glancing at your lips, leaning in closer to envelope your mouth on his for a kiss.

As you were too busy making out with the silver-haired guy, Atsumu was forcing Shoyo to watch the view. With an arm around his Little’s shoulder and a hand on his chin, he urged for the smaller guy to keep his eyes glued on you as Bokuto’s hand started to fondle your breast.

“Think of the answer Shoyo-kun,” you could hear Atsumu say, “I know my girl’s hot as fuck but ‘ya need to think straight.”

“Mm—” your moan vibrated against Bokuto’s lips as the guy’s hand traveled to your clit. He spread your legs wide open and stretched your labia with his fingers, orchestrating circular motions against your sex to have you whimpering from his touch. You were moving your hips to match the pleasuring movements of Bokuto’s fingers and little did you know, Kiyoomi was on the side growing another boner from it.

“Fuck it. I’m horny again.”

“Omi-kun, you had your turn.”

“Whatever, I’ll be back. I’m gonna get booze.”

“B-Bokuto—!” You gazed at the man with shiny eyes before he released his hand from cupping your pussy. You then briefly met Atsumu’s eyes who gave you a look of approval as if he was proud of how great you were doing so far.

And at once, Bokuto was standing back up to point his baseball bat on Shoyo’s chin this time around. “Answer?”

“Bros before hoes?” Shoyo hesitated, but earned Atsumu and Koutarou’s cheers nevertheless. He was tackled by his two upperclassmen as soon as the right answer rolled off his lips.

“Now,” Bokuto raised a hand before he spoke again, “and what are one of the things that a Brother must take pride on? Do you know what it is?”

The humor on your face eased the orange-haired guy up from his rigid stance. Atsumu pressed his mouth closer to Shoyo’s ear, perhaps hinting the answer because he soon responded with, “Banging bitches?”

“Damn, right! Do you know how to fuck bitches?” Bokuto asked, sitting at the foot of the bed as he sent a fusillade of questions towards Atsumu’s Little. “Can you make a bitch cry with your dick? What’s your body count?”

“Two.”

“Come on!” Atsumu whined, shaking his head in exaggerated disappointment. “Just two? You’re like nineteen!”

You playfully rolled your eyes at your boyfriend’s reaction. “Don’t shame the poor guy,” you said, turning to look at Shoyo. “I think it’s cute. Want me to make your body count three?”

Atsumu was visibly turned on from the way you offered yourself. “Fuck, baby. You’re makin’ my dick hard again.”

A giggle flew off your lips. “Hush, you can have me all you want next time, ‘Tsumu.” For now, you had to help Hinata out by pulling him by the hand and allowing him to sit next to you. You could feel the tension building within him so you planted a soft kiss on his lips to make him comfortable. “Make your brothers proud.”

You came into the frat house thinking that it was going to be another typical night of you getting wasted or high off Molly, grinding on the basement with your boyfriend, and playing beer pong with the rest of your friends.

It never crossed your mind that you would find yourself laying in bed with Shoyo burying his face in between your legs and Bokuto positioning his monster of a cock on your mouth from the side. Such a lecherous sight to see indeed and Atsumu was dead-set on keeping it in his memories by withdrawing his phone out to record the whole raunchy scene.

“How does my baby taste like Shoyo-kun?” Atsumu asked, sniggering as he placed the camera closer to his Little. The guy was spreading your folds apart to show your tight and swollen hole towards the camera, later filling the cavern with his tongue to garner your dulcet moans.

“Sweet,” was Shoyo’s response, lapping his tongue inside your walls and rubbing his thumb against your nub. “Her cum tastes like sweet cream.”

Your mind was on seventh heaven as soon as he dipped two fingers inside your cunt, curling them inside your vagina in search for your most sensitive spot. “Mm—aah! Th-That’s—!”

Atsumu’s chuckle slithered through your ears. “You like how he does it, baby?”

No answer could leave your mouth because Bokuto has long stuffed his cock down your throat before you could respond. “Fuck yes. Show me what that mouth do.”

Like the people pleaser that you were, you looked up at Bokuto as you started bobbing your head to take him deeper than you normally could. He was getting so deep that you were gagging on his cock, tears brimming on the corner of your eyes when your chin hit his bollocks as a sign of how far down he had gone in.

You couldn’t see but you could feel the sensory overload that blazed your body with sensual flames now that another mouth has joined the session. Was it Kiyoomi? Was it Atsumu? The third man latched his mouth into your bosom, swirling his tongue around your nipple and flicking the other with his finger.

“Mmh!” Fuck, you couldn’t open your mouth either. Shoyo was already ravaging your cunt with three fingers at this point and you were squirming under their hold.

“I leave for five minutes and I come back to see Miya’s ass on display.”

The sound of the door slamming shut was due to Kiyoomi coming in, letting it known that the orotund voice belonged to him. By the time Bokuto pulled his cock out from ransacking your cum-filled mouth, you finally saw the raven-haired man taking a swig on a bottle of whiskey.

Atsumu, on the other hand, also released his mouth from suckling on your bust. He immediately grabbed the bottle from Sakusa’s grip and chugged it down. “Look at Shoyo-kun,” he fleered. “Good job, ‘brotha!”

As your body disintegrated into flames, you watched how Shoyo sucked his slick-coated fingers clean as your legs began to shake. You just came and you didn’t even realize.

At 3AM, you figured that you could do one last round. After Bokuto had you in rough missionary half an hour ago, your screams almost ripped your larynx out every time he was hitting your g-spot with a merciless thrust. The man was too well-endowed for your tight cunny that you ended up laying in bed in stupor soon after he came all over your chest.

The exhaustion gave way to your fifteen-minute nap, only to wake up and hear Shoyo being praised by his big brothers for passing the initiation albeit still unofficial at this stage.

On the last round, you were situated in the middle of Kiyoomi and Atsumu—the former, whose cock was deep in your cunt from under you and the latter, whose cock was expanding your anal walls from behind.

“Aah! F-Fuck, don’t stop!” you cried out, gripping onto Sakusa’s broad shoulders as him and Atsumu matched each other’s pace. The double penetration was blowing your mind because never did you expect that it could feel this good. Did it overwhelm you? The fuck it did. But this was new and the sensation took you to an unfamiliar paradise.

In his own regard, Sakusa was in ecstasy too as he jerked his hips upwards and squeezed your mounds with a wanton stare. “You’re such a whore for having two dicks inside you, bunny.”

“Y-You—” As you gazed into his eyes, you noticed how his pupils were familiarly dilated. “Are you fucking high on Molly?”

Atsumu snickered from behind as his groin collided against your bum with a skin-slapping noise. “Omi-kun, you didn’t share,” and with a firm grip on your hips, he added, “Shit. I should fuck your ass more like this, baby.”

Louder moans slipped out of your parted lips with every penetration that sent you to euphoria. “Oh my, God—! I’m gonna c-cum!”

“Spit on his mouth.”

The instruction came from Bokuto who was seated on the couch next to Shoyo after having sated earlier. You didn’t even know that the silver-haired man was palming his now clothed cock at the sight of the very pornographic threesome.

In Atsumu’s risqué humor, he didn’t mind, “Yeah, spit on Omi-kun’s mouth.”

Since you were always obliging, you pressed your lips against Kiyoomi’s pinkish ones amid the vibration of your titillating cries before you ejected spit from your mouth to his.

“Oooh!”

Chuckles from left and right were shared from the two guys in the couch and the blond man that you called your boyfriend.

Before you knew it, Sakusa pulled you back into a kiss by rolling his tongue along yours without caring about the sloppiness of it.

“Whoever gets to cum first will clean the frat house tomorrow!” Bokuto’s laugh of mischief was quite contagious, but then you couldn’t join because the two idiots that had your holes filled took it seriously.

“Fuck it. I can’t hold it any longer,” Atsumu grunted after drilling your hole with an increased pace.

“Don’t you dare spill your cum on me, Miya!” Kiyoomi breathed the words out, panting as he too was plowing your cunt with an animalistic speed.

The squelching noises echoed through the four walls of Atsumu’s room concurrent to the clenching of your walls around their huge cocks. No, you couldn’t it any longer either. You could feel the orgasm building on your lower abdomen, making your squirm in the middle of them as you whimpered, “A-Aah, shit I’m g-gonna—!”

“FUCK!”

Sakusa was more pissed at the fact that he came first rather than having to pull away before he released his semen that was now oozing from your cunt. Had you forgotten to take birth control this morning, you would have cussed the shit out of him.

At least your boyfriend had the decency to pull out from your hole as you collapsed on top of a gasping Sakusa, feeling the warmth of Atsumu’s jizz that coated your back.

“You two are fuckin’ heavy,” Kiyoomi said, moving away from underneath you as he recovered from his orgasm.

Atsumu attacked your cheek with kisses before looking at his best friend. “‘Yer just mad you’re gonna clean the house tomorrow.”

Bokuto was quick to pat Sakusa’s back, now pulling his pants back up. “Who said I’m cleaning? I’m gonna make the Pledges do it.”

“Boo, loser,” you mocked Kiyoomi despite your lethargy. Soon enough, you saw Shoyo handing a pack of wet wipes towards your boyfriend like an obedient student. “Thanks, Shoyo. Welcome to Sigma Zeta.”

Atsumu gave the man a fist bump. “Good job, little bro.”

“Right, right. We’re gonna head downstairs to see what the other bros are up to,” Bokuto announced, pulling his two frat brothers away to leave you and Atsumu by yourselves. “Thanks for the good fuck, Y/N.”

God. Perhaps it was because of the alcohol leaving your system but you just couldn’t believe that you did all of that like you were possessed by a sex goddess. Even Atsumu himself didn’t think that you would enjoy it as much as he did.

Well, what could you say? This was college.

At the sound of the door closing, he spooned you under the duvet and pressed his soft lips on yours. “Who fucked you best, babe?”

With a lazy grin, you pecked his lips again. “You.”

hq general taglist: @x-cloudyyyy @cottonheadedninnymugggins @centvry @kageyamakock @sunnsettee @bluesylveon2 @cuddlesslut @mysteriousparker @asdfghjkl7things @02hhsailor @anejuuuuoy @minswags-posts @chemnerdkuroo @misssugarless @deeznutss @tanakax123 @oikawa-bubs @lust4keiji @black-kuroover @stel9 @tsumuuwu @daylghits @ems1des @the-golden-jhope @wonyoschubs @bakus-stuff @melty-kisses @softy-woo @dekuspet @kittycatkrissa

5K notes · View notes

glossywife · 3 years

Text

After He Lost Everything [E] | Kaede Manyuda

Word Count: 3300+

Rating: Explicit (vaginal sex, photo taking)

A/N: Originally posted on AO3 last July 2020. Like or reblog if you liked it! Requests open!

Summary: After Kaede lost everything, he thought he'd lose you too. However, you prove him wrong and he repays you in a different way.

01 ; 02 (soon)

You sat on your fiancé's lap, your arms around his neck while his hand rested on your exposed thigh because of the shortness of your uniform.

Kaede's hair had turned white after he gambled with Yumeko Jabami, a girl whose name has been mentioned here and there since she came. You've never met her though, mainly because you've also just gotten back from a vacation from Paris—a trip you asked Kaede to come with you but obliged because of his student council responsibilities. Sometimes, the council irked you because it took too much of Kaede's time, but you thought it was hot anyway that he led the students.

The stares of Kaede's classmates were nothing to you by now as some watched both of you lose appropriate space for each other in the classroom during lunch break. You were immune to it. Besides, the stares were only from new students who didn't know who you were and found your actions with Kaede rather inappropriate. You'll never admit it, but sometimes, you like it when they stare. It makes you push yourself more to Kaede, testing how much they can watch. The older students knew to mind their own business. Otherwise, you'd challenge them to a gamble. All of which resulted in their loss and ended up being a house pet, your house pet.

"What are you thinking?" you whispered into his ear seductively while you led his hand up your skirt. It was for this reason you didn't bother wearing like some of the other girls.

Kaede shook his head, obviously out of himself, "Aren't you ashamed?"

You stopped with your advances and paused for a short moment, "Of what?"

"Of me. I lost a gamble, and I even became a house pet. Thanks to you I was able to pay off the debt."

There was an obvious defeat in Kaede's face that you weren't used to seeing. You had always seen Kaede in his usual confident stance. His moves were always calculated that he wasn't afraid of anything. And you loved that about him. But today was different. No. It was since you returned and was surprised to see how his hair changed while he welcomed you back from the airport. He looked shaken, lost, and forlorn that not even a quickie in the airport bathroom did so much to uplift his spirits.

A mischievous smile escaped your lips, "Don't worry," you traced his clothed chest, "You can pay me back with something else. Come to my house later?"

You meant to tease him, but when his eyes met yours, you found that it actually made him a little more nervous. He sighed, "Does your father know? What if he breaks off our engagement?"

The smile washed off from your lips. This time, you felt his sadness. Kaede really lost himself.

"Babe," you said firmly while you caressed his cheek. "No one's going to break off our engagement, okay? Don't worry."

At first, you never meant to go along with your father's wish to be engaged with someone you didn't know. You only planned to come along and pretend you were going to obey. But once you saw who it was, and how you were turned on from how he brought himself up—confident, calculating, smart, and mesmerizing. Your plans changed and you agreed to become his bride. Besides, the sex was good.

You never asked, but you had a feeling that Kaede had planned the same too until both of you had feelings for each other.

Kaede, finally, smiled though it was a weak one. He looked relieved by your answer. For once, he was thankful that you didn't leave his side after he had lost everything.

Suddenly, the bell rang, signaling the start of classes.

You groaned in his lap, pouting. Kaede chuckled at you. From his peripheral, Kaede caught a glimpse of Ryuunosuke, who was looking at the both of you silently.

Kaede noted that Ryuunosuke had been trying to get your attention. He guessed that Ryuunosuke was probably going to try to hit on you after he fell rock bottom. Unfortunately for Ryuunosuke, you didn't leave him. And so, Ryuunosuke had nothing else to do but to watch you as you sat on Kaede's lap shamelessly in the classroom with all the other students. How he wished it was him.

There was an inexplicable emotion building inside Kaede. It annoyed him how someone looked at his girl far too long. To think that the guy even liked her. To Kaede, only he is allowed to look at her like that, like stripping her off of her clothes. And he thought of an idea.

You were about to stand up from Kaede's lap to go back to your respective classroom, but it shocked you when he held you down, stopping you. And it shocked you more when he kissed you, shamelessly and aggressively, forcing his tongue inside your mouth.

Though you were used to being inappropriate with Kaede, Kaede never once initiated anything other than a quick kiss on the lips in public. At the back of your mind, you questioned whether you should be doing this, but it turned you on more than it should.

You closed your eyes and reciprocated his wet kisses.

Kaede took a guilty peek. He was greeted by your closed eyes, then he looked over at Ryuunosuke, who quickly averted his gaze when it met Kaede's, with red ears.

During the ride to your house, you almost couldn't take your hands off of Kaede. You just wanted to suck his dick. Be sorry after what had happened to him. Be his cum dump and turn all his frustrations to you.

"What's gotten into you?" you asked and you couldn't push back your smile as he laced his fingers on yours.

Kaede's eyes were straight on the road. He placed a peck on your hand that held his while the other was on the steering wheel.

"Nothing," there was a ghost smile on his lips.

You didn't like how he had been acting sad lately. But it reminded you how Kaede seemed to be more laid back after he lost. What you didn't know was it's because of you, how you didn't leave, or judge him. And thankfully, how you had paid off his debts before anyone even touched him as a house pet.

You watched him silently with a grin and your heart melted. It was all you could ever ask for.

Then your phone beeped, signaling a message. You turned to your pocket to get it, not removing your hand on Kaede's.

With one hand, you typed in your passcode, revealing your wallpaper of your trip with Kaede to Times Square. The memory brought a smile to your face.

In the picture, Kaede had his arms wrapped around you with a grin that reached his eyes under his glasses, making it look chinky. He wore a green parka over a black turtleneck and denim pants. On the other hand, you held Kaede's hands around you with the same smile, wearing a spaghetti-strapped blue plaid dress. The two of you looked so radiant among the busy, dull crowd from behind.

You noted how Kaede hated the crowd. He even made remarks here and there. But when you spontaneously asked a native to snap a photo of you with your boyfriend, it didn't seem to translate into the picture because he looked so happy. Besides, it was one of the rare moments you were able to force Kaede on a trip with you because of his role in the council. Kaede was the prime example of always working, always doing something. Sometimes, you hated it really.

Nearly everyone would define Kaede as someone who only smiled when something goes his way, but with you, it was different. It was genuine. That made you smile.

Unknown Number :

Hi, (Y/N). I got your number from Runa. I was wondering if you could meet me tomorrow after school? This is Ryuunosuke btw.

The message made your eyebrows furrow, ' Who's Ryuunosuke?'

"Who is it?" Kaede gave you a short glance before he quickly turned his attention on the road again.

You shrugged, "I don't know."

Without replying, you put your phone back in your pocket, then placed a quick peck on Kaede's hand on yours.

Only the sound of your make out session with Kaede filled your big room, while you both lay on your soft, white sheets.

Kaede's blazer had been discarded and his tie was loose, while you were only in your shirt skirt and your blouse's first buttons were opened, showing your cleavage.

You looked so sexy on top Kaede as you led the kiss. His hands continuously traveled to your exposed thighs and then rested on your ass. Slowly, his fingers reached for your panties, feeling the wetness of the material, making you moan against his mouth. Kaede grinned at that.

You broke the kiss, sitting on top of Kaede's dick, feeling his hardness while you slowly rubbed yourself on him. You bit your lip to tease him as you threw your head back and closed your eyes.

Though sex wasn't new to the both of you, Kaede couldn't help but be mesmerized by your beauty and your gorgeous body. He reached for his phone on the bed, snapping a photo of you. The sound made you open your eyes.

"Should I pose for you, babe?"

Kaede's erection grew harder. He was thrilled to have another set of photos in his unending collection of your lewd photos both you sent and he took. Kaede's had a lot of photos of you but never in your uniform. Thinking of having your photo in the uniform excited him.

You positioned yourself in the bed on all fours, your ass facing the end, and turning your upper body a little to the side so that your head would still be seen. You arched your ass up and your back was a reversed 'C.'

Kaede snapped a photo, then he went near you to lift your skirt, showing your white lace panties and quickly rubbing your pussy before he backed away to snap another photo. Kaede smiled when he checked it to see you sticking your tongue out in a lewd manner.

"Is that good enough for you?" you asked while you slowly crawled his way.

"Hmm," Kaede reached for the buttons of your blows before tearing it apart, showing your breasts covered with matching lace brassiere.

Once you were on the bed, kneeling before him, he caressed your face and stuck his thumb in your mouth. You gladly sucked on it, never breaking your stare into his eyes even as he took another photo of you in the position.

Kaede made you pose more, each one being so embarrassing but it made you feel wetter. You were happy you were of good service to him while you were on all fours and had your face on the bed and your ass high up. While he took photos, you wondered when he's going to fuck you.

Finally, he let you sit on his lap, feeling his bulge against your thin cloth. He caressed your breast with one hand while the other caressed your thigh.

"You know why I like our uniform on you?" he breathed into your neck. "Because the shortness of the skirt makes me peek at your thighs," he pressed your thigh hard it left red marks.

"But sometimes it annoys me that some boys can see it too," he continued. "But whenever you go push yourself to me at school, it fades away because they know who's fucking you at the end of the day."

His dirty talks turned you on.

"You know I'm yours," you whispered.

"I know," he only put your panties to the side and inserted one finger, slowly and gently. "I'm the only one who gets to do this to this pussy."

"It's so wet. You're welcoming all of me," he inserted another finger.

The sensation made you bite your lip and your hand reached for Kaede's nape from behind you while you had your back on him.

You moaned in pleasure, "When are you going to fuck me?"

Kaede hissed, his hand found your tits and squeezed it harshly, making you yelp.

"You're fucking nasty," he whispered against your ear while he took out your breasts and played with your erect nipples.

Kaede tore your blouse, the buttons flying off, then yanking it completely away. You were only left with your brassiere that no longer covered your tits and skirt.

He pushed you to the center of the bed. You watched him as he removed his belt, the sight turned you on. He was finally going to fuck you.

You remember the first time Kaede first took your innocence. You lost to him in a gamble and he wished you to sit on his lap, which you did and ended up in a steamy make out session and losing your virginity. From then on, when Kaede gambles, you would tag along with him when you're bored and sit on his lap, feeling his erection while he gambled with a sinister expression on his face as he crushed his opponent. Afterward, you'd suck him off in the restroom. Though he looked so respectable and composed, he couldn't take his hands off you.

Once Kaede removed his pants, leaving him with only his unbuttoned shirt, and putting on a condom from your bedside, he joined you in the bed, positioning his erection on your wet pussy.

He only pulled your panties to the side and thrust. It was slow and gentle. Though you wanted to be fucked hard because of how much you missed him, you couldn't deny that you also loved how you felt the sensation more while he did it slowly.

Your tits softly bounced in his thrusts. Kaede's one hand rested on the bed for support while the other fondled your breast.

"Fuck, you're tight..." he grunted. ”No matter how much I fuck you. Ah..."

Kaede's hand from your breast found its way to your mouth, pulling your tongue. You stuck your tongue out like what he wanted. He watched you, legs wide open, tongue and tits out, while he fucked you. You looked like a slut to him, and you loved that.

Soon enough, Kaede groaned. He closed his eyes and quickly removed his dick from your pussy right after you came. He removed the condom and positioned his dick between your tits, asking for a boob job.

"I'm close, fuck..."

You gave him a boob job, every thrust meeting your mouth until he stuck his dick in your mouth and cum erupting in your mouth.

He watched as you opened your mouth to reveal the thickness of his cum. Then, you swallowed it all. Kaede looked pleased.

Kaede lied beside you and pulled the comforter to both your bodies, then pulled you closer.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," you smiled.

When you awoke, you noticed that Kaede was no longer beside you. Instead, you found him sitting on his side of the bed with your phone in his hand. He now wore a grey shirt and black boxers, which he got from his small side of your walk-in closet. Kaede would often sleepover and both of you agreed that he would keep some clothes in your house and vice versa. He was silent as he scrolled through your phone.

"Babe?" you called.

Kaede shot you a glance and showed you the messages on your phone like what you received earlier, "Since when are you receiving messages like this?"

You sat down on the bed while you hold the comforter to your body, "I'm not sure."

"It's when I fell from my position."

There was that same sadness in his voice again, the one you wanted to wipe off. You moved to his side and gave him a hug. "Don't think about it."

His eyebrows furrowed, "How can I not think about it? What if they take you from me, (Y/N)?"

"No one's taking me away. I'm all yours no matter what. Besides, we still have our investments, right? I checked."

When you and Kaede took your relationship seriously, both of you made joint investments. It was only a backup plan and one of the future sources of funds when the two of you decided to settle down.

"Hn," he touched your hands around his waist. "I won't touch it. It's ours. Not mine alone."

You smiled at his answer and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "I love you."

Your fingers brushed his white hair, "I think I'm liking the hair. Can you keep it?"

Kaede looked at you, a little embarrassed and relieved at the same time, "Should I? It's kind of embarrassing."

"It's not embarrassing! I like it actually," you kissed his forehead.

Kaede smiled, his palm found your bareback, stroking it. "Your skin is so soft."

"I keep it that way for my boyfriend," you smirked smugly.

"Fiancé, you mean," he corrected to which you laughed.

"Fiancé."

Soon enough, he started kissing you again, slowly lying you back down on the bed.

"Do you think you can fuck me like the usual? I miss you going rough on me," you asked when he broke away.

Kaede's expression changed to a menacing one, his eyes darkened and he suddenly choked you, "You want this?"

You stuck your tongue out in pleasure, "Yes!" you loved how he took advantage of you.

"Open your legs wide."

You obediently opened your legs wide, shamelessly flaunting your pink pussy lips to your fiancé. Kaede fingered you, inserting three fingers, making you moan. You feel the wetness of your pussy drip to your thigh until you felt his tongue on your vagina, licking and sucking. You pulled on his hair as you moaned. While he ate you, you massaged your tits.

The second time you came, Kaede slapped your ass to signal you to go on all fours. Once you did, he spanked your ass, you felt the skin jiggle at the contact. You shook your ass more, making sure to have your vagina in his sight too.

He positioned himself from behind you, his erection poking your opening. Once he inserted himself inside you, you gasped and quickly turned to look at him. You watched as he paid nonchalantly to your shocked expression while he had his mouth half-open as he thrust.

"You didn't put on a condom!"

Kaede opened his eyes and held your naked waist, feeling the warmth of his bare hands, "Shh."

"I'm not on the pill!" you hissed.

For so long, you've been asking Kaede to drop the condom and turn to pills, but he didn't want to because it doesn't exactly assure safety.

"That's a problem for tomorrow," he kissed your lips to shut you up.

"Besides, we still have our investments, right? Ahh.." he pulled on your (H/C) locks. "We can build a family anytime."

You grunted both in pain and in pleasure as he thrust inside you while he pulled on your hair. He put his weight on your back as he moved his hands on your breasts, massaging it. You felt him placing wet kisses on your bare shoulder.

Soon enough, his thrusts started to be more fast and rough. Both of you grunted in the sensation.

"I'm cumming!" he declared. "I'm cumming inside!"

You didn't have the energy to argue anymore. You remained on the bed, tired, and biting on your lip while he pleasured himself with your body.

Then you felt his thick and hot juices filling your womb, making you moan. You felt his cum dripping down on your thighs.

"Is that enough to get you pregnant?"

NEXT & FINAL CHAPTER: Kaede challenges Ryuunosuke to a gamble without your knowing until Kaede instructs you to watch them. Surprisingly, Kaede introduces a deal that if Kaede loses, he will breakup with you. On the other hand, Kaede conditions Ryuunosuke to watch Kaede take you - fulfilling your longtime dream of having someone else watch - if he wins.

#kakegurui #kaede manyuda #kakegurui smut #kaede manyuda smut #fanfiction #anime #anime fanficiton #anime smut #smut #jabami yumeko #kaede manyuda x reader #x reader #x reader smut #kakegurui lemons

818 notes · View notes