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(Warning! Suggestive Content) First Time Makeout Session

Hiya! May I request a scenario with Kokichi, Kiibo,Korekiyo,Ryoma and Miu having their first makeout session with their (fem) s/o? Sorry if that's too suggestive, feel free to ignore this then!! >3<"

... If it helps, this is not completely NSFW, I meant things like with... actual doing the do this is just touching the border! Only warning? I don’t know how to write things as hot so, this might just come across as extremely awkward!

Warning!!! This is gonna be suggestive in the very least. I’ve become a degenerate oh my go d. ALSO WARNING I DONT KNOW HOW MAKING OUT WORKS OH GOD

Kiibo

You messily shifted in the closet against Kiibo, the robot standing eerily still against your touch, you wrapped his hands around his neck and pulled him closer against you, pausing for deep gasps of air, as you looked at the robot to see his reaction.

Kiibo was... letting you do all of the work, he was obviously panting against you and your touches, not quite used to your kissing sessions becoming this... messy, they were often quick and heart-fluttering but this... made his internal system whirl.

“... S-S-S/O.... please don’t stop, can you... g-go a bit slower, although? I-Iiii’m afraid I’ll overheat... if you do anything else like that...”

You smirk as you push him in for more, trying your best to be slower with your desperate seek for contact with the robot, his tongue felt cold against yours, but it was refilling.

Especially considering how hot your body felt against his, Kiibo meekly take ahold of your elbow, trying to gain leverage to hold onto as he tried to kiss back with as much force as you.

You pulled one of your hands back, to cup his face as you finally pulled back for air, everything felt amazing, as you looked down to Kiibo who was gasping and recoiling from the new... experience...

“... can... can you give me a warning before you do anything like that, again?”

You press your lips against his, this time gently and heart-fluttery like any other normal day would be, pulling back with a smirk.

“Of course.”

Ryoma Hoshi

Ryoma was quite skilled even if you weren’t, he pressed down against you with a small smirk on his features, his hands wrapped around yours as he pulled you against him, course’ he took seconds or two for you to catch your breath, otherwise ya’d die.

Ryoma seemed to know just where to touch without ruining the mood, moving his hands from the back of your head to cup your face as you two made out on the bed, Ryoma putting his skills to work.

You were surprised to find yourself fall against the couch Ryoma hovering above you as he continued to mercilessly attack you with his mouth, some mewls and giggles escaping your lips when he suddenly stopped and started to give you raspberries against your neck.

“R-Ryoma! Aha- nooo! C-C’mon stoooo- pft-“ giggles escaped your lips, Ryoma pulled himself up pulling his hat over his face with that coy grin.

“Heh, you still gotta’ ways to go. That was... uh, first make-out session wasn’t it, I could tell.”

“... Uh... sorry you’d have to give such a privledge to somebody like me, just couldn’t help myself.”

All you do is giggle as you wrap him into a hug. “It was great! Don’t be sorry, next time I’ll steal one of your firsts anyway.”

“...”

You couldn’t help but to smirk at how red his ears turned, within seconds.

Miu Iruma

It wasn’t like she would ever admit it, but this was Miu’s first makeout session, ever, her face felt like it was burning from hot shame as she tried her best to make you feel... “good”, gaaah- shit this is actually the farthest base she’s actually ever gotten! FUCK!!!

Her hands traveled down your chest, holy crap she’s actually copping a mother... fucking feel-, she take a sharp gasp, as she felt your hands take ahold of her hands- fuck don’t make this cute now too- you smile back at her, whispering something that makes her face go crimson, from both... a lot of fucking hormones and the fact that your literally the cutest fucking thing she’s ever laid her eyes upon.

“... Your... Your doing good Miu, I’m proud of you... eheheheheee... I was worried I was going too fast...”

You... going too fast? Heh. “As if! The... The Great Miu Iruma has done this plenty of times, heh, you should be happy, your handlin’ a lady with a fuuuuuck ton of expirence y’see?”

“... Hehehe.”

You shoot her a challenging look, that grin on your face growing bigger. “Prove it then, darling~!” You push your forehead against hers, closing your eyes, Wait is this permission, holy crap it is.

You regret everything you’ve ever said as Miu goes in for her spoils.

Kokichi Ouma

Kokichi currently has his hand cupping your face as he pulls you in, trying to hide the embarrassment and inexperience he has with cackling, he licks his lips as he gingerly presses his lips against yours.

Not like he’s ever admit it, but it felt, good, this was his first time in a makeout session, yet you didn’t know that...!

He pull away from you to wipe his lips, placing the most evil-looking smirk he could onto his face, as he took ahold of your wrists, and pinned them above your head.

“Heeeey~! S/O do you need a break? You don’t look so well, I mean it’s charming sure to know you can’t last under my grip, for I am the Ultimate Supreme Leader! Neeheehee, so if you wanna do this another time to regain your breath, I don’t mind.”

“... Unless you... want more, to see the very worst I can do to you, how you’ll writh in inexplicable pleasure, so much you won’t even know what hit you! You should back down now S/O... neeheehee, or do you want to see the worst I can do to you?”

“... C’mon, answer me or should I take that silence as my answer?”

“I don’t care.” You reply.

...

Kokichi takes out his phone out of his pocket, dialing Kirumi after picking himself off of you, completely ruining the tension of the moment.

“Oh wow, I totally forgot mommy needed help with the dishes! I’ll need to go- come back another time, sorry S/O! I’ll make you writh another time- SEEYA.”

Kokichi ran off, swearing to himself he be back, he WOULD be back!

Korekiyo Shinguuji

Korekiyo... barely kissed you, his kisses lasted mere seconds before he backed away, pushing his mask up onto his face, so you wouldn’t have thought you would ever find yourself pinned under the anthologist, your eyes covered by a blindfold spare that Korekiyo had kept around for... “reasons”, as you tried to keep yourself steady.

“... Forgive me S/O, the blindfold is merely a need so you may not see under my mask as... we engage in this, but do not worry, for this shall only be the starting step for when we try... other activities as we grow closer... and closer together.”

“... We shall likely do other things as we venture into our love, much bolder things, do not worry for I am educated in that as well...”

... what the fuck does that mean Korekiyo.

You feel yourself get pushed up into his lap as you feel his lips press against yours again, he holds you tight in his grip, his arms around your waist as he holds you protectively.

“Do not worry, for I am used to such things as this, I have studied quite much from my studies of culture, from what I hear does binding your eyes increase other senses, does it stimulate you?”

“Korekiyo I’m going to punch you, just shut up and make out with me.”

“... For then, I shall.”

So you did.

And boy, did you do it.