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NEEDY. | AKI HAYAKAWA

synopsis ━━ you were in need of a roommate, and aki hayakawa needed a place that wouldn't ask any questions. you went to work during the day, while aki worked late nights. you basically had the apartment to yourself. it was honestly a match made in heaven. but then, you just had to come home one day and catch your roommate in a precarious situation. (aki x f!reader.)

content warnings ━━ voyeurism (just a wee bit), sex-deprived aki 🫶, but also possessive + jealous aki, masturbation, dirty thoughts + wet dreams, fingering, praise, multiple orgasms, classic missionary, unprotected sex, creampie, mutual pining/confession, kinda au (we're not mentioning the gun devil arc), aki has lived to see 26 + reader being a similar age, some religious imagery. nsfw (minors + ageless blogs dni).

word count ━━ 5.1k

song inspiration ━━ dealer, lana del rey / friends, chase atlantic / double fantasy, the weeknd

author's note ━━ hi.....hello.........so this idea has been in my head for a little bit, and I realize roommate aus like this are simply not that original, but god dammit I just needed to get this out of my head. anyway, I lurrrrrv sex deprived aki. shout out to my friend hollis for screaming about this with me hehe 💓

The most words you had ever said to your roommate were on the day you interviewed him before he moved in. You immediately noticed that he was strange, but also shy and seemingly harmless. When you had asked why he needed to move in so quickly, he had said something along the lines of a “toxic environment” with his previous roommates: “Denji and Power are just too noisy and reckless. They’re four years younger than me. I need a place less chaotic.” You had been interested in getting to know more – you were curious, after all, about your potential roomie – but once he mentioned that you’d probably never see him because he worked nights, you were sold.

Aki Hayakawa was your new roommate.

He had never been more excited to finally get away from Denji and Power and the tumultuous mess they had turned his apartment into. He was older now; he needed something for himself, even if it was with a roommate. Being a Public Safety Devil Hunter, he needed a place that didn’t think twice about him, a roommate who didn’t ask questions. That’s what he liked about you: your place was on the right side of the city, and you looked at him like he was normal. The Fox Devil said you weren’t going to be good for him, but Aki tended to ignore them anyway.

You had helped him move into your second bedroom just a week later and he hardly said a word, except to ask you who had formerly occupied this space. You were hesitant to talk about it at first, but you cracked soon enough: “My old best friend lived in here. We had rented this place together, but we … aren’t exactly speaking anymore,” you admitted, setting a box down at his feet. “I came home from work one evening and found my boyfriend cheating on me with her. It had been going on for months, right under my nose.” You looked away when you felt your eyes start to sting with tears, sniffling them away. “Friends come and go, I guess. But I’m thankful you, at least, worked out to rent this space.”

“Well,” he sighed, opening up the box as you turned back to him. He smirked. “I promise I won’t sleep with your boyfriend.”

You had laughed, and what a pretty sound it was. After move-in day, Aki was true to his word that you almost never saw him. You worked a normal 9 to 5, while Aki … well, you had no idea what Aki did. You assumed he was a security guard or something with the hours he worked and how he was always wearing a suit and tie. He was working all the time, even weekends. Sometimes, you would catch him coming home as you were leaving for work, or on Sunday morning as you ate breakfast in the kitchen. He would be too tired to talk, simply waving at you before retiring to his room.

It was almost like living alone … except for notes he’d sometimes leave you on the stove or the bathroom. Or the weekend mornings, when he’d get you a coffee and leave it out for you before going to his room. Or the once-in-a-blue-moon nights when you’d stumble in the early hours of the morning after drinking in the city with some friends, standing out on the deck with Aki as he smoked a cigarette. Nights like those, you could’ve sworn Fate was trying to get you two to see each other, because you would be arriving home at just the right hour and Aki would be getting off work early. And you would find him on the deck in his suit and tie, cigarette hanging from his lips, hair pulled up in his classic topknot. He would find you leaning against the railing in nothing but a short dress, the glitter on your lids making your eyes sparkle even more, and – god, you were just so pretty.

After that night, he started dreaming about you. He dreamed about how your lips would feel against his, what it would be like to have you sleep next to him and rest your head on his chest. He was consumed by thoughts of you under him, how you tasted, the way you’d tremble if he kissed that sensitive part of your neck you told him about one late night on the deck. His need for you was insatiable. In his line of work, there wasn’t much time for dating, let alone sex. He hadn’t been thinking about it that much, especially when he’d been housing Denji and Power, but now … he couldn’t stop thinking about you. Naked. Underneath him. On top. God dammit, he’d have you any way you wanted.

It made him wish he had acted on his instincts that night on the deck: pushing you against the sliding door, his lips crashing onto yours, hiking your skirt up that just barely covered your thighs and using his non-dominant hand (the one that didn’t shake) to feel how wet you were. But alas, Aki Hayakawa was a gentleman.

You two had been living together for a year. He hardly knew you, but also knew you like nobody else did. He knew how you took your coffee – black with two sugars. He knew the brand of toilet paper you liked. He knew that you liked to hang your coats in the closet on the right side. He knew you drooled in your sleep, and what TV shows made you laugh, and how much your water bill was each month.

He was acting out in ways that were unlike him. If he came home from work and saw you had a guy over, he made his presence known. When you were at the office, sometimes he would go to your room just to smell your perfume, and other times he would steal your panties. (He always gave them back, feeling too shameful. But he did keep one underneath his pillow.) Some nights, he would pretend to leave for work early and you would retire to your room for the night, and then he would hear the familiar sound of your vibrator and – fuck, he had to go to work hard. Again.

You were taking up too much space in his head. He was becoming distracted at work, thinking about what you were doing during these late hours. Maybe the Fox Devil was right: you weren’t good for him.

But he wasn’t moving out any time soon.

It was a Thursday after work and you were completely exhausted. After attending endless meetings and having to argue with coworkers all day, you left work early and were grateful to have a night alone with some leftovers from the night before. You had completely forgotten Aki telling you earlier in the week that he had this Thursday and Friday off, your mind preoccupied with work responsibilities. Sighing as soon as you walked through the door, you set your bag down and shuffled out of your shoes. You shut the door softly, at peace with the silence. You didn’t even have the energy to get out of your work clothes; you simply padded your feet to the fridge, plucking your leftovers out. It was only when you reached up to the microwave that you noticed the apartment wasn’t as silent as you assumed.

Sounds emanated from another room.

You got on your tip-toes, not wanting to make much noise if there was an intruder, and felt for the pocket knife you always kept on your person. Passing by your bedroom first, you popped your head inside. Empty. Hadn’t been touched since you left this morning. The bathroom was next, and you held your breath as the sounds got even more noticeable. You peeked into the bathroom and … clear. Linen closet: clear. Coat closet: clear. But the sounds only became more clear as you got closer to the end of the hall, Aki’s room, and –

You stopped in front of Aki’s bedroom, the door cracked just enough that you didn’t need to pop your head in to see what was happening. Aki was home, for once, and you … you were watching him through the crack in the door. But how could you not? You knew where the sounds were coming from now, because Aki was the one making them.

His dark hair swept in front of his eyes as he sat back against his pillows. He wore a white t-shirt, while his boxers bagged around his ankles. Grunts slipped from his mouth – that pretty, pretty mouth you'd seen wrapped around a cigarette. And his hand … his hand wrapped around his cock, pumping furiously – desperately – with a pair of your panties enveloping the head. The same red lace panties you thought you’d lost months ago.

You almost considered walking away, making noise in the kitchen so he would know you were home, but then –

Then, your name left his mouth in a whimper.

He was stroking himself even faster, muttering your name into the silent room with your panties wrapped so nicely around his cock. He was thinking about you, wanting so desperately cum in your panties, wondering if you thought about him when you used your vibrator. You were frozen in place, completely fixated on him as he leaned back against his headboard, his face finally exposed so you could see the way his jaw went slack, the way he moaned out your name. And – oh my god, you should leave –

But you couldn’t. And deep down, you knew there was a dirty part of you that always wanted to see this. Ever since that night on the deck, when you were wearing your favorite dress and all that glitter, and you noticed that he was looking at you in a way a platonic roommate definitely shouldn’t. You had started to think about him late nights when you were alone with your toy. You brought home dates, wanting him to see, giggling when you recognized his jealous expression. You tried to wake up earlier, just to see him when he stumbled through the door. Once, you even did his laundry to smell the nicotine on his jacket.

The two of you simply couldn’t help yourselves.

And when you watched him finally reach his peak, spilling into your forgotten red lace panties, you realized just how wet the ones you were wearing had become. You watched him grunt as he came, breathing heavily and wiping the sweat off his brow. And when he muttered under his breath a soft, “Fuck,” you couldn’t help the short gasp that left your lips.

Aki stalled. Oh, shit. You hadn’t been quiet enough. He sat up more in his bed, pulling his boxers up, and you whipped your back against the wall. You cupped your hand over your mouth, praying he wouldn’t come out and see. But he was whispering, “Who’s there?” And you only had enough time to move ten feet down the hall before you heard the creak of his soles on the old floorboards.

“Fuck,” he muttered, louder this time.

Your back went straight, and after what felt like an eternity, you slowly turned to face him. “Aki,” you put your hands up in surrender, “I didn’t see anything –”

“Oh, what the fuck,” he shook his head at himself, quickly walking back into his bedroom. You were stunned, not knowing what to do, as he continued talking to himself in the room: “Stupid fucking idiot not closing the fucking door. What the fuck? What the fuck? My worst fucking nightmare. Fuck, why do these pants always get caught around my ankles? I need to get out of here. Stay at Denji’s for the night. Fuck, fuck, fuck –”

He emerged from his bedroom, now wearing jeans, his favorite Converse, and a leather jacket. He tried to pass you without looking, whispering obscenities under his breath, but then you were tugging on his jacket, lips pressed together.

Aki paused, cheeks red with both embarrassment and anger at himself, but you didn’t let go of his sleeve. He noticed the redness of your face as well, the black of your pupils almost covering your entire eye, and were you … were you aroused?

Swallowing hard, your voice was but a mere whisper when you asked, “How long have you had those?”

He knew what you were referring to. It didn’t take an idiot. Your stares were locked, and despite his shame, he wouldn’t turn away. “A while,” he mumbled.

“How long is ‘a while?’”

“Months, okay?” His eyes narrowed and his voice took on a new tone. “Now, can you let go of my jacket so I can leave and save us both the embarrassment –”

“Months,” you repeated, licking the corners of your lips. His eyes were made of blue fire as he stared down at you, and even with your office attire on, you felt utterly naked beneath his gaze. “I’ve … I’ve been thinking about you for months too.”

Aki took a moment to process your words, and your grip hesitantly released on his sleeve. But he wasn’t – he couldn’t – let you get away so easily. His breath was shaky as he placed both of his hands on the wall behind you, pinning you to it. So many times had you two passed each other in this hallway, so many words left unsaid. And now, he was pressing you against it.

“You’ve been thinking about me … for months,” he thought out loud, leaning in a little and nosing your hair. Your scent was intoxicating. That perfume … he could cum in his pants just from smelling it. “For months, you’ve been bringing guys to the apartment to … to what? Make me jealous?” He chuckled under his breath. It took him so long to put it together. “For months, you’ve been touching yourself right before I leave so I go to work fucking hard.” His nose traveled down to your neck, grazing that spot you told him about, and you shuddered. “You’ve been putting me through the wringer and I didn’t even have a clue.”

“You’re … you’re not so innocent.” You tried to keep yourself together, but it was difficult with him pinning you to the wall and – oh, he was already hard in his pants, pressing into you. “You’ve been stealing my panties so you can masturbate with them.”

Aki hummed quietly, pressing his lips so delicately to your neck, as if his cock wasn’t completely strained in his jeans. “I supposed I have,” he whispered against your skin, “for months.”

“Since that night on the deck,” you croaked out, hands balling into fists as he licked a stripe up your neck. If he didn’t stop, you’d surely moan. “But I didn’t say anything – didn’t think about saying anything – because … because we’re roommates.”

“We are roommates,” he said, lifting his head from your neck, his lips hovering so close to yours. “And if we’re just stating facts here, I’ve needed to kiss you since that night.”

You didn’t wait for him. Immediately leaning in, your lips pressed onto his in a hungry kiss. His mouth molded to yours, and he tasted exactly like you thought: like black coffee, cigarettes, those raspberry pastries he always kept in the kitchen. His tongue, slipping into your mouth, tangled with yours in a way that you had only dreamed about. Your hands released from their fists, instead reaching up to twist in his t-shirt, bringing him even closer to you. He’d hardly touched you and you were completely, utterly soaked.

As if hearing your thoughts, his lips broke from yours for just a moment to beg, “I need to touch you.”

“Please,” you whispered back, and his mouth was back on yours.

He dragged one hand down from the wall (his shaky hand, believe it or not), still pressing you against it, and worked on unzipping your trousers. You nuzzled your nose against his as he kissed you deeply, slipping his hand in your pants, past the waistband of your panties and – you were exactly as he dreamed you’d be. Absolutely wet. Just as needy for him as he was for you. “Fuck,” he muttered into the kiss, spreading your soaked folds with two long fingers.

Your lips tore away from his, a trail of spit following, because you simply had to release the moan you’d been holding in for so long. Despite loving the way your mouth fitted against his, he was glad for it, wanting to see your face when he started rubbing your sensitive clit. And fuck, was it the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Your fists on his t-shirt went loose as your body felt like it was made of liquid, angling into his. Your lips pursed, soft whimpers filtering out as he rubbed you in those tight circles.

“So fucking wet f’me,” he mumbled, grazing his lips over yours. “Dreamed about this for months. Fuck, I’ve gotten hard just thinking about this pussy.”

He finally dipped a single finger inside you, and your hips immediately jerked against his hand. Aki let out a shuddering breath when he felt how much you were squeezing just one finger, pumping it in and out of you slowly. “Please,” you whispered, despite his thoughts, “I can take more. I promise.”

You didn’t need to ask him twice. He shoved two fingers inside you, curling them against that spot that had your hips instantly bucking. “Fuck, Aki,” you whined as he plunged those fingers in and out of you, using his thumb to rub your clit.

“Yeah?” He breathed.

“Kiss me.”

Aki moaned from your words alone, kissing you hard while fucking you with his long fingers. He was practically drunk on you: your scent wrapped around him, you tasted like citrus, and the way bucked into his hand … god, he needed to fuck you. So bad. And if you didn’t want that, then he needed to jerk himself off immediately or else he was going to explode in his pants. The last thing he needed was another embarrassing moment tonight.

It only took seconds to have you sighing into the kiss, squeezing his fingers like a vice as you came. His thumb on your clit was relentless, taking you over that lovely peak, as you mewled and cried into his mouth. It was almost religious, the way you moaned, and Aki had never felt closer to God than in this moment.

When the adrenaline subsided, he slowly removed his fingers from you and broke the kiss. You watched him intensely as he brought the fingers covered in your slick to his mouth, tasting you. Your lips fell open slightly, eyes going wide while his own closed, savoring the taste. What the actual fuck, you thought to yourself. How the fuck have we been living under the same roof and it took this long for me to see that?

Without missing a beat, you pushed yourself off the wall, winding your arms around his neck and latching your legs to his waist. He lifted you as if you were made of air, kissing you so that you could taste yourself. Before you could even perceive how much time had passed, you were on his bed, blouse disheveled and trousers undone. Even your hair hadn’t left the updo you put it in every weekday. Your eyes flickered to the right and you giggled to yourself. He had finally shut the door.

His eyes remained on you as he shrugged off his jacket, and then his pants. He was back in the same outfit you saw him in earlier, when your panties had been wrapped around his cock like a birthday present. He hesitated before finally pulling off his shirt, and you saw the scars lining parts of his chest. Definitely not a security guard, you thought to yourself but decided not to ask about it now. You reached up as he stood between your legs, brushing your fingers over the scars, and then dragged them down his abdomen. His frame was thin, but he was more built than you believed, always hiding himself under those oversized button-ups.

He wrapped his hand around your wrist as you touched him so gracefully. “Do you want to …?” His voice was so soft, the question hanging off the edge of his tongue.

And then, you smiled up at him, looking like an angel. “Yes, Aki,” you whispered.

He felt like a kid in a candy store. The only thing – the one person – he’d been dreaming about and looked at him as if he weren’t a machine, or a gun with the trigger pulled, was lying before him and liked him. For months, they’d both said. His dominant hand was shaking as he started unbuttoning your blouse, and when you noticed (though you had observed this the day he moved in), you grabbed his hand and placed it on your cheek. With his left hand and your right, you worked together to undo the buttons until your chest was exposed for him.

Moonlight streamed through his bedroom, the only light source in a seemingly dark area. City lights reflected on you as you pulled your hair free from the updo, those pretty strands fanning on his sheets. His sheets. Because you were in his bed. The blinking lights from corporate buildings outside your little apartment created a halo around your head and – fuck, you really were something religious. For so long, Aki thought only hell existed. I mean, all the Devils were here, contracted to them. But seeing you splayed out so heavenly for him on his bed, he knew then that Angels had to exist too.

He took his time taking your pants off, watching the way you bit your lip when the cold air of his room hit your soaked panties. Your eyes glanced up to his boxers, seeing the indent of his long, thick cock, and your mouth went dry. His fingers hooked on the waistband of your panties, slowly dragging down and throwing them off to the side, hoping you’d forget about them so he could pocket another pair. With you exposed and bare on his bed, he really took a moment to admire you: the way your cheeks flushed, how the halo around your head flickered, the way your arousal seeped out of your pretty pussy and your nipples peaked. He just had to touch you; it would kill him if he didn’t. Leaning down, he began peppering kisses on your neck, your collarbone, before finally latching his lips around one of those sensitive nipples. Your breath stuttered at the sensation, and he used his left hand to palm your other breast, twisting the nipple between two fingers. You writhed under him, and he couldn’t help but grind his clothed cock against you, groaning and swirling his tongue around your nipple in tandem. Locking your legs around his waist, you held him to you so he was forced to keep grinding against you. It felt too good, and he wasn’t even inside you yet.

He tugged on your nipple and released it, breathing heavily as his eyes met yours. “If you don’t let me go, I’m definitely going to cum before I’m even inside you.”

“Poor Aki,” you giggled, letting your legs fall back on the bed. “Would that really be so bad?”

His eyes were burning into yours, serious as a heart attack. “I’ve been fucking my hand to the thought of you for what feels like forever,” he whispered, pressing a light kiss to the valley between your breasts. “I don’t want to ruin this moment.”

Aki moved up so that his lips were hovering over yours again, and he could really see the sparkle of your irises in the moonlight. You reached in between your bodies and gingerly massaged his bulge, feeling how much he’d already soaked his boxers with precum. “You couldn’t ruin anything even if you tried,” you replied, your voice light and airy. “I’m on the pill. I’m ready when you are.”

“Shit,” he groaned at your mention of being on the pill, trembling as you massaged him. This had to be another one of his dreams. Just the thought of being inside you without the barrier of a condom … he was so close to completely exploding. He didn’t deserve this, didn’t deserve you, after all the hell he’d witnessed and brought forth into this world. But he couldn’t help himself. He needed to have you, roommates be damned.

He stood up, needing to get away from your gentle hand. You sat up a little to help him tug down his boxers, careful of that shaky hand of his, and his cock sprang free, dripping precum on the floor. Aki, ever the gentleman, laid you back down on his bed with ease, holding your stare as he spread your legs wide for him. He breathed, praying to whatever god placed you in front of him that he wouldn’t cum prematurely. He couldn't remember the last time he had sex, but he was so desperate for you that all he cared about was not tainting this moment, this dream.

Aki grasped his cock, giving it a few hard pumps and grunting, before positioning himself at your entrance. You both seemed to hold your breath as he finally slid in, just an inch at first, and the two of you seemed to release that shaky, nervous breath. “Oh, fuck,” he groaned, burying himself further in your tight warmth, bracing his elbows beside your head.

“Keep going,” you begged. “It’ll fit, Aki. Promise.”

You were going to kill him, he was sure of it. Aki had felt the way you squeezed his fingers, but it was nothing compared to pleasure of being inside you, feeling how tight you really were. So much better than his hand. Once he was fully seated inside you, he opened his eyes just to look into yours. Your lips pursed, legs wrapping around his waist once again, and you slowly nodded for him to continue. His cock twitched.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he muttered, sliding out of you before slamming back in. You cried out, carding your fingers in his hair, and he molded his face in the crook of your neck to muffle his own whimpers. You just felt so, so good – so good that he could cry. To think that his bed had once been so cold, so lonely, but now you were occupying the space, trembling underneath him as his cock slipped in and out of you.

Your moans were like gospel. For so long, Aki had been used to loud noise: to Denji’s complaints, to Power’s shouting, to the Devils’ in his ear. But now, it was just you two on the altar of your apartment, silent except for your heavy breaths mingling and the sound of car horns outside. You were wet and slick like holy water, taking him so nicely despite his size, and god – it was like you were made for him and he was made for you.

You tugged on his hair, needing him so badly even though he was already yours to begin with. He really would have you any way you wanted. All you had to do was ask.

Aki was already so close to release, but he needed you to cum with him. As he fucked into you harder, deeper, his cock curving against that spot that made your eyes roll back, he reached in between you two and found that swollen bundle of nerves in the apex of your thighs. “Aki,” you whined, tears pricking at your eyes as he rubbed your clit. He could die happily now that he heard your voice like that in his ear, knowing it was him that made it happen.

“Yes?” He said, breathless, placing sloppy kisses on your jaw. You clung to him, melting into him like ice cream on a hot summer’s day. “I’m so close. Are you close, angel?”

You whimpered at the nickname. “Almost.”

“Almost?” He fingers went a little faster. “Let’s get you there.”

As his two fingers rubbed tight, small circles on your clit, he angled his cock inside of you so that he could brush your G-spot with every thrust. You were now clutching onto him with all the strength you had left, entwining your body with his and feeling his muscles flex against your stomach. He was so deep now and you were so close and oh my god, Aki Hayakawa had you like putty in his hands.

And it was like he knew it without you even saying it. Because as your walls started to clench around him, he whispered into your ear. “Cum for me, angel. Please, please, need to cum with you.”

Your body convulsed, going tight around his cock as you came. Tears streamed down your cheeks and you called out his name, spurring him to fuck into you faster, reaching his own peak in the middle of yours. He groaned deep into your neck, hips stuttering as he spilled himself inside of you. You kept your legs around his waist, not wanting to miss a drop, and arched yourself against him, coming down from the high of your intense orgasm. Aki was still rubbing your clit slowly, whispering praises into your skin like, “Did so good me … So pretty … Could listen to you cum for hours.”

You two laid like that for a while, feeling his cock soften inside you, panting heavily against each other. Once he finally pulled out of you, your combined releases dripping down your thighs, you laid beside each other on his bed and stared at the ceiling. The silence was comforting, until he whispered, “Please, tell me that wasn’t all a dream.”

Turning your head, you smiled at him. “Do you feel this?” You pinched his arm.

Aki flinched. “Ow.”

“Definitely not a dream,” you chuckled.

#csm #chainsaw man #csm aki

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saturnscribe · 2 months ago

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A HANDS ON LEARNING EXPERIENCE 1

denji x fem reader x aki

cw: 2.4k wc; afab reader (she / her); csm universe; they’re all public safety devil hunters; all characters are 20+; slight dubcon bc they're a lil drunk; virgin denji; experienced aki & reader; hints of aki x denji; oral sex (everyone); edging if you squint; blood (denji does some biting); premature ejaculation (denji); implied that reader & aki has fucked before.

a drunken denji complains to you & aki about his lack of sexual experience. you & aki decide to help him out.

thank you to the lovely @soraritsuka for c.ommissioning me !!

part 2 here.

MDNI. MATURE CONTENT AHEAD.

Aki couldn’t help but chuckle as he watched you practically carry Denji into your apartment. Denji had the least to drink at the welcome party for the new rookies, yet he seemed to be the most wasted out of the three of you.

“Come on! You need to take off your shoes, Denji.” You struggled to keep him upright as he struggled to kick off his shoes.

“You should’ve just left him on the sidewalk,” Aki said, taking his coat and shoes off.

“And have him hold that against me until the end of eternity?” You scoffed, acting as if Aki said something outrageous. Honestly, you were thinking of leaving him behind. But he just had such a sad puppy dog look on his face when you threatened to leave him behind, that you decided you’ll bring him along.

Aki only glanced at you before putting his arm around Denji’s waist in order to take him off your hands. “I’ll get him some water.”

“I’ll get him some water,” Denji mimicked Aki, speaking in a higher pitch. “Of course mister nice guy will get me some water,” Denji’s words were a bit slurred as he spoke, “You might make me swoon for you, too.” He rolled his eyes, pushing Aki away. He didn’t make it far before needing to lean against the wall for support.

Aki didn’t protest when Denji pushed him away, simply heading to the kitchen for some water.

“Too?” You said, raising a brow.

“Too. Like all those rookies who just kept swarming around him.” Denji pouted. You had to stop yourself from smiling at how cute he looked. “I want girls to swarm around me too. But with Aki around I’ll never get a girlfriend or ever have sex.” His brows were furrowed as he slid down the wall into a sitting position.

“Is that why you’re so upset? You want to have sex?” You looked at him, sighing before sitting down next to him.

It was at that point that Aki got back with the water. He frowned seeing the two of you sitting on the floor. You motioned for him to sit down, too. He begrudgingly obliged, sitting down on Denji’s other side.

Denji took the water from Aki, downing it as if it was another drink. “Yeah, I want to have sex, okay? But I don’t know what to do. I wanna have sex but I’m scared that I’ll mess it up.” He was pouting again.

“Why don’t you do it with me?” Both Denji and Aki’s eyes widened at your words. “I have experience and can show you what to do.”

You didn’t really think Denji would agree, so you were taken aback when he nodded. He lowered his head, not looking at you or Aki anymore.

You gave Aki a look, the two of you having a quick conversation with only your eyes.

“Aki will help, too,” you said, placing a hand on Denji’s cheek to make him look at you. “We’ll show you exactly what to do.” You placed a quick peck to the corner of his lips.

Aki stood up, pulling Denji along with him. “Come on, let me give you the basics first.” He glanced over to you before holding out a hand to help you up.

You took Aki’s hand, letting him pull you to your feet. He must’ve still been a bit tipsy as he pulled a bit too hard, almost knocking the three of you over with how much force he pulled you into him.

“Careful there,” you chuckled, leaning into him.

With one hand around your waist and the other around Denji’s, Aki led the two of you to your bedroom — a place he’s been to more than once. He tossed you both onto the bed before speaking. “Now, Denji, what should you do first?”

“Make her wet?” Denji frowned, hoping he answered correctly.

“Yeah… but before that. What should you do before that,” you said, crawling over to him to straddle his lap. “First you should…?” You waited for him to respond, snaking your hands down to the waistband of his pants. You pulled on it slightly.

“Undress!” Denji said, a bit too excited, “But… where do I start?” His eyes darted from your button up shirt to your trousers before he looked back to your face, awaiting a response.

You had to hold back a giggle. He looked like a puppy awaiting its master’s order. You took his hands in yours and guided them to your chest. You put your hands on the back of his, pressing it to your chest.

Denji turned bright red. Despite his embarrassment, he didn’t stop fondling your chest. You bit your lip, holding back a whine as Denji kept squeezing your tits. You squeezed his hands, stopping his movements.

“Don’t you want to touch them without anything in the way?” You guided his hands to the first button of your shirt.

Denji nodded in response, quickly getting to work on taking your shirt off. He groped your chest through your bra as soon as your shirt was discarded to the side. But he didn’t do that for long before attempting to remove your bra. To say he was struggling to unclip it was an understatement.

At this point Aki, who had been silently observing, moved in behind you to help take your bra off. He smirked at Denji who seemed disappointed that he couldn’t do it himself. “What about the rest?” Aki started to unbuckle your belt, but let Denji do the rest — from unbuttoning your pants and pulling them off, to taking your socks off. Soon you were entirely naked except for your panties.

“Now you get her wet,” Aki said, pulling you onto his lap. Denji was still at the edge of the bed, having just removed your socks. Aki’s one hand groped your breast while the other tugged at your panty. He adjusted your panties in such a way that it was wedged between your pussy lips. He pulled the fabric gently, eliciting a moan from you as the fabric rubbed against your clit.

Denji was in awe, watching as the fabric of your panties dampened the more Aki tugged it. He glanced up to your face for a moment before moving in between your legs. You wanted to clench your legs together, but Denji kept your legs apart with a hand on each thigh.

Aki moved your panties aside, giving Denji full access to your cunt. Denji wasted no time to bury his face into your heat. He lapped along your slit, from your entrance all the way up to your clit before moving down to your entrance again. You could no longer contain your gasps and moans as Denji pushed his tongue into you, lapping up any and all slick in his reach.

“You need to focus here, too,” Aki tapped your clit, causing you to jolt from the sudden impact. It wasn’t that he tapped you all that hard, but rather that you weren’t expecting it.

Denji looked up at Aki, his mouth pressed to your cunt and his nose barely nudging your clit. He looked to where Aki’s fingers were massaging your clit. He could feel your entrance tighten around the bit of his tongue that was still inside you. He didn’t wait for Aki to remove his fingers before licking up your slit one last time. He didn’t care for Aki’s fingers that he was also licking, instead he focused on the way your clit twitched against his tongue.

Eventually Aki pulled his hands away, allowing Denji to have full access to your clit. Denji was quick to wrap his lips around the sensitive nub. Your moans only got louder as he sucked and toyed with your clit — twirling his tongue around it before using his lips to squeeze it.

“Close– I’m close!” You arched your back, one hand pulling at Denji’s hair and the other gripping Aki’s wrist as he toyed with your chest.

“Stop,” Aki was quick to pull Denji off of you, leaving both you and Denji dumbfounded.

“Why?!” Denji almost seemed angry.

“Because it’s fun to tease her, isn’t it?” Aki smirked, causing you to scoff.

You decided not to respond angrily, instead spreading your legs more and moving your hand down to spread your pussy lips. You turned your head slightly to look at Aki, “Won’t you let him make me cum, please?” You glanced at Denji momentarily before looking back at Aki.

Aki nodded, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

Denji didn’t wait for Aki to speak, instead diving back in with no hesitation. He almost seemed in a hurry, hungrily and clumsily sucking and lapping at your clit.

You couldn’t help but moan, grinding into Denji’s face as you chased your release. You were so close. It wasn’t much longer until you climaxed, moaning loudly and pulling at Denji’s hair with both hands now. You pressed his face to your cunt, not wanting the warm sensation of his mouth to leave your clit until every last wave of pleasure went through you.

By the time you let go of Denji, he was panting and struggling to catch his breath. You accidentally almost suffocated him. Well, it’s not like a bit of suffocation would kill him.

“Fuck, that was… wow.” You breathed heavily, your chest rising and falling with each inhale and exhale. You leaned back against Aki, catching your breath as he held you.

It took you a moment to realise that Aki was very subtly grinding against you with his clothed cock. You smirked, grinding back into him.

“You did well,” Aki said to Denji. “Now it’s my turn.”

He gave neither you nor Denji time to process what he said before he pushed you forward — your face buried into Denji’s lap and your ass in the air. You barely had time to get into a comfortable position before Aki pulled your panties off and spread your ass cheeks in such a way that even your pussy lips spread apart. He was quick to sink his tongue into your warmth, lapping up the slick and cum caused by your orgasm.

You moaned, balling your fists around the fabric of Denji’s pants as Aki ate you out like a man that’s been starved. Your moans only got louder when he started to focus on your clit. You couldn’t help the way your body twitched, you were still so sensitive from having just climaxed.

Denji was unusually silent, watching the way Aki pleasured you in awe. He could feel the tent in his pants grow even more. He couldn’t help but admire the way your face contorted in pleasure — the way your mouth hung open, with your brows furrowed and your eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. You looked so beautiful to him at that moment. He hadn’t been able to get a proper look at your face when he was the one eating you out. He was glad Aki decided to take a turn, too.

“Want me to… return the favour?” Your hands moved to unbuckle Denji’s pants. He was too flustered to give a verbal response, only nodding. You were struggling to keep your composure with Aki having his way with you, but you wanted to make Denji feel good too.

Denji lifted himself slightly, allowing you to pull his pants down to his thighs to give you easier access. His boxers were already wet with precum. You tried to maintain eye contact with Denji, muffling your moans as you pulled his boxers down with your teeth. You gasped when his cock slapped against your face, hard and throbbing now that it was no longer held back by the boxers.

You carefully wrapped a hand around his cock, gently squeezing it before moving up the length to the swollen tip. You rubbed your thumb across the leaking slit, smearing the precum along his shaft as you let your hand move downwards again.

“Wait–!” Denji called out as you were about to take him into your mouth, but it was too late. You barely had your lips wrapped around him before warm ropes of his cum coated your face. Him having attempted to pull you away only made it easier to coat your face with his seed. It was unintentional.

“Well, aren’t you a healthy young man,” you teased, wiping the cum from your face with your hand before proceeding to lick it off.

Denji and Aki both looked at you, a heat rising within them. Aki did his best to keep his composure, sitting up and adjusting your position to have you on his lap. He pulled his shirt off and used it to wipe away what you missed.

“Will you be able to keep going? You’re not a one hit wonder, are you?” Aki smirked, teasing Denji.

“Of course–! Of course I can keep going!” Denji defended, embarrassment evident on his face. “I’m… I’m sure if I had some blood I’d be good as new…”

You bit your lip, glancing at Aki before moving over to Denji and straddling his lap. You snaked your fingers through his hair before pressing his face to the crook of your neck. “You can have some of mine. Think of it as a reward for how well you’ve done.”

Denji looked at Aki, his mouth pressed to your soft skin. It was as if he was asking for Aki’s permission. Only after Aki gave the okay did Denji sink his teeth into you. It didn’t hurt as much as you were expecting, but it did leave your skin tingling from the sting. You couldn’t help but moan at the sensation.

Aki had to pull Denji away, both you and the blond getting a bit carried away. “No need to drink her dry,” Aki said.

Denji’s eyes widened, suddenly worried, “You’re okay, right?” He checked the bitemark. He was so busy trying to confirm if you were fine that he didn’t even notice the bit of blood still coating his lips.

“Aki,” you looked over to him, “I’m anything but dry right now.” You took hold of his hand and pressed it to your wet cunt.

Even Aki blushed at your words and actions, not having expected it. He cleared his throat, attempting to regain his composure. “Why, um, why don’t we move on to the next part of the lesson?” He looked over to Denji, struggling to hold your gaze.

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KINKTOBER 27 \\ DOUBLE PENETRATION IN TWO HOLES

A HANDS ON LEARNING EXPERIENCE 2

denji x fem reader x aki

cw: 3.5k wc; afab reader (she / her); csm universe; they’re all public safety devil hunters; all characters are 20+; virgin denji; experienced aki & reader; hints of aki x denji; unprotected sex; face fucking (+ some drooling & mild choking); creampie; double penetration in two holes; overstimulation (reader & denji); blood (aki bites denji); dry orgasm (denji); multiple orgasms (denji & reader); implied that reader & aki has fucked before; squirting (reader); nicknames (good girl); aftercare if you squint.

after teaching denji the basics of giving head, it's time for you and aki to help him with the next steps.

thank you again to the lovely @soraritsuka for c.ommissioning me <33 !!

part 1 here. kinktober masterlist.

MDNI. MATURE CONTENT AHEAD.

“Aki,” you looked over to him, “I’m anything but dry right now.” You took hold of his hand and pressed it to your wet cunt.

Denji nodded quickly, a hint of red still evident on his cheeks. “Next is when I put it in, right?” Denji looked at you and then at Aki.

Aki nodded, seeming to have regained his composure. “But what do you do before you put it in?”

“You make it wet. I did that already. Duh,” Denji responded as if Aki asked a trick question, rolling his eyes.

“No, you put a condom on, idiot.” Aki flicked Denji on the forehead, causing the blond to yelp and then pout.

“Oh, a condom isn’t needed. I like it raw,” you said, biting your lip. Of course, Aki already knew this about you. It’s just that he wanted to make sure Denji knew he should be asking future sexual partners this.

“For real?!” Denji perked up, “So I can cum inside you?” He was as excited as someone who just won the lottery — maybe even more excited. You couldn’t help but giggle at how cute he acted, nodding in response.

You smiled before leaning in to kiss Denji. His eyes were wide for a moment before closing as he relaxed into the kiss. His mouth tasted metallic, most likely from the leftover blood he drank from you. It didn’t bother you as you swirl your tongue around his, not giving him a chance to dominate the kiss.

You slid your hand down his chest, not breaking the kiss, and gently wrapped your hand around his cock. You lazily stroked his length, finding pleasure in the way he whimpered and whined into the kiss.

Denji followed after you as you pulled away from the kiss, pouting when you were out of reach. You smiled, pecking his lips before moving off of him. You positioned yourself onto your hands and knees, spreading your ass cheeks to give Denji a proper view of your wet cunt.

“Won’t you treat me well?” You swayed your hips from side to side, hoping that he got the message.

Denji looked at Aki, unconsciously asking for his permission before doing anything. Aki simply nodded, moving to sit in front of you. He let you rest your head on his lap, his dick also finding its resting spot against your cheek. You looked up at Aki, batting your eyes with faux innocence before placing a kiss to the swollen tip of his cock. It twitched against your lips, causing you to smile.

You were about to stick your tongue out to lick it when suddenly you were lifted and pulled back by your hips. Denji was a lot stronger than he looked. Denji moaned, letting his cock rub in between your pussy lips and collect a good amount of your juices to slick it up. It didn’t really need to be slicked up much more, seeing as it was already wet with his own cum. He mumbled something about you being warm before he pushed the tip in.

Denji’s cock was thick, causing a sting as it stretched you open. It wasn’t as long or curved as Aki’s, but it was thick with just the right angle of a curve. Being somewhat impatient, Denji entered you fully in one go, moaning loudly once he was fully sheathed inside you. “Fuck, fuck–!” Denji moaned out, his hips rutting against you. It was as if he had no control over his own body, simply moving his hips back and forth like an animal in heat.

Despite Denji’s moans, you were doing your own fair share of moaning. With how thick his cock was it managed to rub against that especially sensitive spot of yours just right.

“Hey, hey, don’t forget about me,” Aki said, patting your cheek with his cock to get your attention. You nodded, struggling to hold back your moans.

Denji definitely wasn’t gentle, but he also wasn’t going so hard that he was hurting you. It was just the right mix of pleasure and pain. His hands squeezed your hips so tightly, possibly bruising you. But that didn’t matter. The way the tip of his cock hit your sweet spot with each thrust made your brain turn into mush.

Your body rocked back and forth as Denji pushed and pulled you along with the — not exactly rhythmic — rhythm of his hips. You were struggling to keep your composure in order to properly give Aki attention. Eventually Aki realised you weren’t going to manage on your own, instead cupping your face and forcing your lips into a pout as he squished your cheeks. He tapped your lips with the tip of his cock, pushing them apart to push the head in.

“Be a good girl and make me feel good, too, yeah?” Aki lessened his grip on your face, instead only cupping your cheek while pushing his thumb into your mouth. He forced your mouth open, pressing down on your tongue before slipping the head of his cock further into your mouth.

With Denji’s rough thrusts and Aki’s thumb still in your mouth, it was hard to properly suck Aki off. Instead you gave Aki the okay to do whatever he wanted. You looked up at him, moaning around his cock as you pleaded to him with your eyes. He seemed to have gotten the message. You knew each other well enough to not need words to communicate.

Aki smirked down at you, moving onto his knees instead of staying seated. He cupped your cheek gently, guiding his cock into your mouth. He was barely half way in before he wrapped one hand around your neck, pressing his fingers against your throat while the other hand rested on the back of your head. He didn’t really give you much time to prepare yourself before thrusting into your mouth. He wasn’t rough with you, but also not gentle. He knew your limits and made sure to pace himself in order to not harm you.

Your moans came out as a muffled, gurgling sound as Aki’s cock hit the back of your throat — over and over. You couldn’t help it as your eyes rolled back, the pleasure from Denji’s sloppy thrusts and the lack of oxygen from having your throat stuffed just felt too good.

Denji’s thrusts only became sloppier as he rutted into you. You could tell he was close by how his cock twitched inside you. He felt even bigger now than when he first put it in. You gagged and moaned around Aki’s cock, feeling Denji go even deeper as he keeled over on top of you. Denji pressed feverish kisses to your back, moaning into your skin and squeezing your flesh beneath his hands.

Your body jerked and your eyes widened at the sudden stimulation of Denji’s fingers against your clit. He ran the digits over the sensitive nub in circular motions, squeezing and toying with it ever so often. You could feel that familiar heat build up inside you as the pleasure became too much.

You hurriedly tapped against Aki’s thigh, letting him know you needed air, but also because it felt like the last bit of oxygen was being knocked out of you with each rock of Denji’s hips. It wasn’t long before both you and Denji came. The blond moaned loudly against your back, calling your name as his seed spilled inside you.

You were gasping and moaning, your second climax rushing through you. Denji’s thrusts didn’t really slow down despite him having cummed. His hips kept rutting into you, only making the waves of pleasure going through you more intense. You could feel the mixture of yours and Denji’s cum dripping down your skin, his rough and sloppy thrusts causing it to squirt out.

Eventually Denji did slow his thrusts, coming to a stop. He was panting, out of breath. You were almost limp beneath him, struggling to keep yourself up. Spit drooled from your mouth and onto Aki’s thigh where your head rested. His cock was wet and slick from your spit. Aki used his shirt that was still laid to the side to wipe the drool from your mouth.

“That was… wow,” Denji breathed out. He whimpered unintentionally when he pulled out. He felt so sensitive and the way your spasming walls squeezed around him wasn’t helping.

You were still panting, struggling to catch your breath, but forced yourself up into a seated position. “That was— that was amazing.” You looked over to Denji before leaning towards Aki. You pulled him closer to whisper in his ear. Denji was frowning, a mixture of confusion and a tad of jealousy visible on his features. He couldn’t hear what you were saying to Aki.

Aki only nodded in response to what you said, a small but devious smile on his face. Denji could tell that whatever you said to Aki made him quite excited. Aki got up from the bed. Before Denji could ask where Aki was going, you pushed him down onto his back.

You moved onto Denji, straddling his cock. You teased him by lowering your body just enough to almost touch him. “You got to feel really good, right, by using me… so… why don’t you let me use you this time? You’ll be able to go again, right? You don’t mind being my toy, right?” You leaned down until you could feel Denji’s breath against your lips.

Denji was at a loss for words, too flustered and turned on to respond properly. He nodded eagerly, excited that he gets to go again.

You smirked at his response, moving your hand in between your legs and down to Denji’s cock. It was still slick with the mixture of yours and Denji’s cum. You carefully lowered yourself onto his cock, whining as he filled you up once again. In this position it felt like he was going even deeper. It felt amazing. You didn’t give him or yourself much time to get used to the sensation before you started bouncing yourself up and down on his cock.

“Having fun without me?” Aki spoke from behind you.

Denji attempted to respond but the only sounds that managed to leave his lips were moans and whines. He did however get a look at the small bottle of lube in Aki’s hand.

“You’ve both cummed twice now and I haven’t even gotten off once. Don’t you think that’s a bit unfair?” He got back onto the bed, moving in behind you. He placed a hand on your stomach, gently pressing down on your lower abdomen and smirking at your whiny response.

“Then you should join us,” you moaned out and glanced back at Aki. You did your best to hold back a moan as Denji’s cock hit that sweet spot inside you.

“Denji,” Aki said, “Before you decide to do something new… What do you do first?” Aki pressed his lips to your neck, but kept his eyes on Denji.

“You—” Denji was struggling to get the words out, “Ah– consent—! You get— consent!” Denji forced the words out in between moans. Both you and Aki were a bit surprised by his very correct response.

“Good,” Aki said before pushing you down onto Denji. He leaned down on top of you, squeezing you in between him and Denji. This time he was close enough for Denji to hear what he was whispering to you. “Can I use your other hole?” Aki squeezed your ass as he asked the question.

You nodded in response, breathing out a “yes” before Aki placed a kiss to your cheek.

“You can keep going, of course,” Aki said, moving upright, “I do enjoy watching you.” Both yours and Denji’s cheeks heated up, a sudden shared embarrassment coming over you.

Aki poured some lube onto his hand and also onto your ass. He set the bottle of lube aside before spreading your ass cheeks to give him easier access. “Tell me if it hurts, okay?” You nodded in response to his words. He didn’t wait much longer before smearing the lube over your hole and carefully pushing a finger into you. It felt uncomfortable to you at first and Aki struggled to move his finger with how tight you were. “Relax your body, steady breaths, okay?”

It was at this point that Denji realised he should probably keep his hips still for the time being. He had been meeting you halfway as you bounced on top of him. But he could tell if he moved too much or too roughly you might end up getting hurt — and he really didn’t want that. Instead he suffered through the pleasure of your walls tightening and softening around his cock.

Aki made sure to add more lube as necessary, softly praising you as you softened around his finger. “That’s a good girl,” he said, adding a second finger once he thought you were ready. The second finger caused a bit of a sting, but nothing you couldn’t handle.

Aki made sure to be gentle, careful and patient as he loosened your asshole. He really just wanted to stuff his cock inside you and have his way with you. But that wouldn’t be a great example for Denji… and it also wouldn’t be very polite of him to do that to you. So he held back, ignoring his aching cock.

After what felt like ages, Aki was finally able to pull his fingers out of you. You were loose enough now for him to properly enter you. He made sure to coat both your hole and his cock with a generous amount of lube before he tried entering you.

“Tell me if I need to stop, okay?” Aki leaned down to place a kiss on your shoulder. He carefully started to push into you, groaning at the tightness.

You gasped and panted softly, feeling as if the air was being knocked out of you the deeper Aki went. He made sure to take it slow, but somehow that felt more like torture than care. With how slow he went you could feel every inch of his cock pressing against your insides. His slow back and forth movements before going in a bit deeper with each thrust made your head spin.

You could no longer hold yourself back, moaning out as you pushed back against him and forced him all the way in. Both Aki and Denji moaned in response.

The sudden movement alone was enough to send Denji over the edge. He’s been holding himself back for so long and struggling to keep himself composed with how you squeezed around him all that time, that this was more than enough to make him cum. Denji’s legs were trembling and his moans came out in a broken whine as he uncontrollably rutted up into you. He couldn’t bring himself to stop, his body moving on its own.

You could feel as a second load of Denji’s seed filled you up. With how his hips kept moving it easily spilled out of you, forming a creamy ring around the base of his cock and dripping onto his pubes that were already wet with your previous orgasms.

You moaned loudly, being stuffed in both holes meant there wasn’t a single part of you not being stimulated. Even your clit wasn’t free from pleasure as Aki toyed with it. You couldn’t help it as you reached your third climax, your walls clamping down on both Aki and Denji who were inside you.

“Fuck,” Aki cursed at the tightness, struggling to hold himself back. He started rocking his hips into you, slowly picking up the pace.

Both you and Denji moaned out. With Aki thrusting into you he was also stimulating Denji. The thin bit of skin separating him and Denji didn’t stop them from feeling each other. Not just that, but the way Aki’s balls slapped down against Denji’s shaft and your stuffed cunt only added to the pleasure.

“Now it’s my turn to feel good,” Aki breathed out, leaning down to kiss your shoulder before sucking and nipping at the skin until he’s left a mark. He was a little jealous that Denji got to leave a mark and not him. He kissed over to the bitemark, placing gentle kisses onto it. Aki groaned into your skin, his thrusts becoming faster and rougher the more time went by.

Denji was moaning beneath you — practically crying from being overstimulated due to his multiple orgasms. His moans were loud, but not as loud as yours. You couldn’t even form words, only moaning and crying out with each rock of Aki’s hips. You felt a bit embarrassed because of how loud you were. Your solution to lowering the volume of your moans was to kiss Denji. Your moans came out muffled, mixing with Denji’s as your tongues swirled around each other and struggled for dominance over the kiss.

Aki grabbed onto your hips, squeezing them as his thrusts became more erratic and harsher. You could tell he was close. Not just by how he was losing his cool, but also because of how his cock twitched and throbbed inside you.

“Denji, pull out.” Aki didn’t really give Denji much time to respond before he practically pulled you off of him. Aki quickly pulled out of you, too, instead stuffing his cock into your cunt. He didn’t want Denji to be the only one to come inside your cunt tonight.

In an attempt to make yourself and Denji feel good, you rubbed your clit along his shaft. You were moaning loudly now that your voice was no longer muffled by Denji’s lips. With Aki’s cock being a bit longer than Denji’s, he was able to reach even deeper.

Aki didn’t last much longer, soon reaching his climax and spilling his seed into you. He pushed in as deep as he could, squeezing you between him and Denji in the process. He had a bruising grip on your sides as he grinded into you. With how full of cum you already were at this point, it was no surprise that Aki’s load also spilled from your cunt.

“Fuck,” Aki breathed out. He really wanted to bite down on you, but you’ve already been bitten once. So he chose the next best target — Denji. He pulled Denji closer by his hair before biting into the male’s neck. Denji yelped, startled by the sudden pain but also weirdly turned on by it.

You had to practically hit Aki’s side to get him to lift himself off of you. It was quite hard to breathe when you’re being sandwiched between two guys who seemed to not realise their own strength — or weight.

Aki groaned, moving off of you. Blood coated his lip from having bitten Denji. He didn’t notice it until he kissed your nape, leaving crimson prints along your skin. Aki didn’t pull out yet, instead staying inside you as you rolled your hips.

You were chasing your own climax as you rubbed yourself against Denji’s cock. With Aki still twitching inside you and Denji’s swollen cock rubbing against your clit, it didn’t take long for you to reach your climax. Except this climax was different from the previous ones. It felt more intense. Your body jerked and trembled and you could barely control your voice as you came. Instead of the usual sticky substance coating Denji and Aki’s cocks, a more clear and flowing liquid squirted out of you along with it.

You felt too good to even think about being embarrassed, instead forcing an orgasm out of Denji with how you rutted against his cock. It wasn’t only you who had a new experience, as despite showing the usual signs of cumming, no liquid came out of Denji’s cock. Tears pricked at the corners of Denji’s eyes as he writhed beneath you, overwhelmed by the pleasure.

Aki slowly pulled out of you, a milky string of cum keeping you connected before breaking. Aki groaned at the sight of your sloppy cunt. You were leaking a mixture of yours, Denji’s and Aki’s cum. It made his cock twitch. Aki knew he could go again… but he wasn’t so sure about you and Denji.

After Aki let go of you, you collapsed onto Denji, panting into the blond’s chest.

“Fuck,” Denji said in between pants, “That was way better than I expected… You sure milked me dry.” You could barely chuckle in response, too exhausted to say anything either.

“Let’s, uh, get cleaned up…” Aki said, deciding to practise self control instead of ravishing you once more. He knew he’d have more opportunities in the future.

After wiping you both down and getting you into the bath, Aki finally asked Denji if he thinks he’ll be ready to have sex with other women now.

Denji scratched his chin, pretending to be unsure of what to respond with. “I’m not sure… I think I’ll need another lesson…”

END NOTES.

thank you again to sora for c.ommissioning me !! i had so much fun writing this tbh. i should catch up with the csm manga tbh...

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