milen0ch

[milen0ch]

Tulpar trainees

Pairing: Daisuke x F!reader

Warnings:NSFW(in the end)

A/N:I'm posting here for the first time, I hope it's not bad!

English is not my language so i used Google translate..😰

Another day of internship on Tulpar. You were anxious to get back to Earth. Why? Because Daisuke is a dumbass who can't be trusted with anything.

From the beginning, Daisuke's been pissing you off. Yes, he's cheerful and active, but how did he decide to take such a serious job? You didn’t have an answer to that question, because you were literally worlds apart.

«Y/N, help me please,» shouted Anya walking down the corridor to the medical section.

You quickly snatched a couple of rather bulky boxes from her hands. Having opened the automatic metal door, the boxes were placed on the floor.

«What is it?» you asked, tapping the box with your fingernails. «It's mostly painkillers, bandages, and disinfectants. Safety regulations require that all this stuff be in the med bay.» Anya carefully began to open the boxes and put the contents on the table.

«Your job is to put them in the lockers, and I'll rest for a while, if you don't mind.»

You nodded to Anya, and then she left for the cabins. Well, the lockers, both upstairs and downstairs, were empty, and you would have to put them all in the right order for the next hour. Okay, it's gonna take more than an hour.

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After half an hour, someone came into the room. You didn’t notice and continued your work, thinking it was Curly, checking the situation. You were brought out of your thoughts by a rumble. All the jars of painkillers were on the floor, and some of them had opened and the pills were scattered.

«Daisuke! What are you…!»

You were both angry and surprised at how he managed to do that.

«I'm sorry! It's just…»

Curley entered the sick bay and reprimanded you for being irresponsible. After all, the scattered medicines and broken jars were useless, and suddenly they could be helpful in case of something.

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The medical trainee sat in the main lobby on the couch. You enjoyed watching the night display as much as Anya did, but Anya had been very tired in recent weeks, so for the second night, you were enjoying it alone.

You felt sad for being told off. It didn't seem like a big deal, but your perfectionism thought differently.

So much were you in your thoughts that you didn't hear the approaching footsteps behind you until a palm touched your shoulder. It was Daisuke.

«Hey… I'm sorry again about today,» he sat down on the couch with you from the platform. «It's all the fault of the table that wobbles every time I touch it!» «it's fine,» you replied, getting up from the couch. «If you don't mind, I'm going to bed.»

When you had already taken the first steps, you suddenly felt someone else's arms around you. You didn't push Daisuke away as you realized that he was trying to apologize in this way, but you don’t like him. Why let him do that?

The rest of the night, you just lay on the bed and couldn't sleep. Thinking about Daisuke.

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The next week went by as usual. Toward the end of the day, you decided to go take a shower. As you took off your work overalls, Daisuke came running into the room.

«Y/N, do you happen to have a felt-tip pen? Oh…» Daisuke didn't immediately notice your half-naked body, but when he did, he turned away, blushing.

«Daisuke, you asshole!» you immediately covered yourself with your overalls. «I don't have your damn felt-tip pen! Get out of here!» «Nice figure, by the way…» said Daisuke as he left your room.

Now you were blushing not from anger, but from embarrassment.

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You were sitting at your desk in the medostack filling out some papers. You heard a knock on the metal door.

«Yes?»

It was Daisuke.

«Um, hi. Do you want to chat? I'm bored.» «You're welcome to sit down.» You nodded to the chair across from you.

Daisuke was very careful not to knock anything over this time. You mentally chuckled at that. Taking a seat across from you, Daisuke asked: «Why did you decide to work here? Did you decide from childhood that you wanted to be here?» Daisuke rested his chin on his palm.

«No, I didn't plan to be here at all.»

He saw you put the papers aside, and your speech became a little more serious.

«I wanted to be a medic, I really did. I studied a lot of biology, but I couldn't get into medical school. Working here was the last thing I had to do.» You frowned a little, but then asked back. «How did you get here?»

«My mom got me this part-time job. I didn't know what I wanted. At least you had a goal, but I didn't.» «You know, if space isn't your thing, you're bound to find one.»

You got up to put the papers in the closet behind your desk. You didn't notice Daisuke standing behind you. You gave him a questioning look. Your gaze rested on his lips, which came closer and closer with each passing second until they finally made contact with your own.

The quick, fleeting kiss awakened some special feelings in Y/N that wanted more. Their lips touched again, but this time in a more intimate way.

You ran one hand through his hair and placed the other on his cheek, tracing his birthmarks with her thumb. While Daisuke clutched your hips, lifting you up a little, for the difference in their height was a little large. They kissed selflessly until they heard the sound of the door opening and Anya appeared.

All you saw were two young men looking at her, breathing heavily. At first Anya didn't understand anything, but when she looked at their red faces, everything became clear.

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Daisuke and Y/N had grown much closer in a couple months, fleeting kisses on the forehead or cheeks had become a regular occurrence. No, they weren't officially dating yet, but many had suspicions about it. Swansea had to listen to Daisuke talk about you all the time. And Anya had to hear the same thing, but only from you about Daisuke. Jimmy, on the contrary, was doubly disgusted with both of you It was night. Y/N were sitting on her bed in your cabin, reading a book. Daisuke came into the room without knocking. He was all disheveled, his not very long hair was gathered in a small ponytail, but the front strands were still falling out. He lays down next to your, resting his head on her lap.

«Daisuke, are you okay?»

«Swansea gave me a lot of work to do today, I'm very tired.» Daisuke spoke in a slightly haggard tone, but clearly in jest. «Oh, what are you reading?» Well, the tone changed to a more playful one.

Daisuke gets the book and suddenly you take it out of his hands. You bend slightly and kiss him on the forehead several times, running your hand through his hair.

Abruptly Daisuke lifts himself up flipping Y/N underneath him and hovering over her. You are embarrassed by yours position. Daisuke, on the other hand, was smirking.

«I was wondering how many ribs you have» Daisuke said, running his fingers over your ribs through Y/N's shirt. «Would you like me to count them?»

Daisuke then began to press his fingers hard on the outline of the bones, causing you to feel a tickle mixed with a little pain. The laughter of both of them echoed through the room.

«Daisuke! Stop it!» your eyes were already tearful.

When Daisuke stopped, they stared into each other's eyes for a long time. This eye contact didn't last long. Something clicked in their heads. Daisuke pulled Y/N into a kiss. This kiss gained momentum very quickly. When they were both short of breath, Daisuke pulled away from the sweet lips and moved lower, leaving wet kisses on the your sensitive neck as she sighed languidly in response.

Daisuke's hands reached the buttons of your shirt and began to unbutton them, opening a new territory for kissing and touching. But the neck wasn't finished yet, Daisuke had managed to leave a couple of purple bruises on the pale skin. At that moment no one cared that the hickeys were in plain sight, that no turtleneck would cover them. Though Y/N would definitely scold Daisuke for it.

When the shirt was finally removed from you, Daisuke stood up to look at her and assess her appearance. Your hair was disheveled, her cheeks were red, and you were wearing only a bra and pants. This appearance made Daisuke's jeans feel tight. Daisuke realized the situation they were in, which made the feeling of puzzlement completely overwhelm him.

You were tensed by such a sudden change in Daisuke's emotions, so you asked:

«Is everything okay?»

«I… Yes… I just don't know what to do next.» He smiled guiltily.

«Then will you let me take matters into my own hands?» He nodded approvingly. «Then lie down.»

Daisuke obediently lay down. Y/N settled on his thighs before removing her pants. You drew him into another passionate kiss. Her hands reached for the hem of his yellow T-shirt with the Pony Express logo, wanting to take it the hell off. Daisuke helped you with that, though you had to pull away from each other, but not for long. Y/N immediately ran your hand all over his torso. He wasn't heavily pumped, but he wasn't too skinny either. The best baseball player in his college, after all. They pulled away again .

Your hand reached for the fly of his jeans, unbuttoning them. Then you pulled them down along with his underwear, pulling out his already hard, excited cock. You ran your hand over it a few times, watching Daisuke's reaction.

Okay, enough teasing, Y/N pulled back the wet strip of your panties exposing herself and began to thrust herself at Daisuke. Soft moans came out of both of their mouths. Daisuke took hold of Y/N's waist helping you to start moving.Moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin spread throughout the room.

After a couple minutes both were hit by a strong wave of pleasure. You collapsed on Daisuke's chest breathing heavily.

«Ahem… Y/N will you be my girlfriend?» Daisuke asked, also breathing heavily, trying to squeeze out a smile.

«I will.»

If they know that the doors here are thin?