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Can’t It be You? Chapter 3

Summary: Kinjou and his best friend (Reader) have sex... I suck at summarizing.

Kinjou x Fem!Reader nsfw

Warnings: Sex, oral (f receiving), marking/lovebites, virginity loss, unestablished relationship

Word Count: ~5,000

A/N: I have gone over this chapter so much trying to make it perfect that I think I just need to post it. I really can’t edit it anymore without my eyes glossing over.

Friday came a lot faster than Y/N thought it would. She tried to keep herself busy with studying so she wouldn’t think about what was going to happen that night. Unfortunately, Friday was one of her easier days and she didn’t have much work. She cleaned her apartment and showered, trying to decide if she should shave her legs and actually go all out or not worry about it. She ultimately decided to shave. She had so much time, she exfoliated, shaved, and moisturized, even painted her toenails with the extra time she had.

By the time she finished everything, it was nearly dinner. She checked her phone and saw a text from Kinjou.

[What time should I come over? Do you want me to bring food?]

She smiled at his message. There was no romance whatsoever in this planned appointment, but he was definitely bringing in an innocence that was actually quite endearing. She texted him back.

[You can come over whenever you want. Don’t worry about food. I will order pizza.]

She put her phone away and sat at the table to grade some papers. There was a knock at the door and the knob starting turning. Was Kinjou already here? She just messaged him like five minutes ago. She swallowed the lump in her throat, not realizing how nervous she was until just then.

“I got everything we could ever want right here.” Shinkai walked in carrying a grocery bag and calling out each item inside.

“What are you doing here?” She asked him as he set up in the kitchen.

“What do you mean?” He looked at her confused. “It’s Friday.”

“…We were going to watch our show.” She sank in her seat, covering her face. “I totally forgot.”

“Well it doesn’t matter, I brought everything anyway.” He opened one of the bags and started snacking.

“No, I mean, I can’t.” She thought of how to explain. “I’m busy tonight.”

“How are you busy? This is a standing engagement. We always meet Fridays.”

“This came up sort of last minute.”

“Aww, what?” He put the chip back in the bag looking disappointed. “What is it? Maybe I can help you finish it and we can still have time to watch.”

“You probably don’t want to help with this.” She laughed to herself. “Please, I really need to get started.”

“You’re acting weird. Tell me what it is.” He ran and sat on the couch.

“Shinkai!” She followed him. “I don’t have time. Really.”

“What is it you have to do?” He asked eating his chips again.

“If I tell you, you’ll leave?”

“I promise.” He crossed his heart using the chip in his hand. Y/N sighed.

“Kinjou is coming over.” She said. Shinkai looked unphased.

“So? We can all—” He gasped. “You said yes!”

“Yes.”

“And he’s coming over now?”

“Yes.”

“To have sex?”

“Yes. Will you stop!” She took the bag of chips from him and started moving to the kitchen where he followed. “So now you have to leave.”

“I can’t believe you said yes.”

“You told me to!” She packed up everything he brought and handed it to him. He took it, putting on his shoes.

“Do you think I can watch?” He laughed.

“Please don’t do this to me now.” She rolled her eyes.

“I want to know everything.” She opened the door and he went outside. “Everything.”

“Take the stairs.” She closed the door, then quickly opened it. “I’ll call you later.”

She rested her head against the closed door and took a deep breath before going back to the kitchen table and grading papers. It was only about ten minutes before there was a knock at the door again. She waited for the door knob to turn. When it didn’t, she got up and opened the door.

Kinjou was standing there with wet hair and a backpack. He smiled at her as she opened the door. She could smell his soap before he even moved past her to walk inside. He was one of those people that always smelled good, even after riding his bike all day. He didn’t always smell clean, but he always smelled good. Right now, he smelled like his soap which had a scent of soap. No frills or anything fancy. It suited him well.

“Your hair’s wet.” She said. “I showered just before coming here.” He walked inside and they both went to the living room.

“What’s in the bag?” She pointed at his backpack.

“Just some of my stuff.” He opened it. “I wasn’t sure if I was staying the night or what I would need so I brought my toothbrush and pajamas.” She felt a little flutter in her stomach at his wholesomeness. “I also didn’t know which condoms you liked so I just got a bunch of them.”

Ever since she met him, he always had the look of a serious, responsible adult, which he was most of the time. Occasionally he would let these innocent, thoughtful little pieces of him slide out and it always had her wanting to squeeze him. He could honestly be adorable without even trying.

“You really didn’t have to buy the big packs of these.” She laughed holding up the three eighteen-pack boxes of condoms. “You can keep your bag in my bedroom if you want. Should we get started?”

“Now?”

“I mean,” she started, “we have like over 50 condoms to use, we don’t have a lot of time.”

“Very funny.” He laughed.

“Is there something you want to do first?” She asked.

“Should I get drunk first?”

“So you won’t even remember it?” She questioned.

“Well not as drunk as last weekend, but you were right, isn’t this a little awkward?” He readjusted his shirt. “I mean… I’m kind of nervous.”

“It will be fine. Let’s stay sober for now. We can always add alcohol later.”

“Okay.” He reached for his bag. “I read that setting the mood is important so I brought some candles.” He pulled out a couple candles from his bag. Y/N stared at him trying so hard to hold back her smile. She couldn’t handle him. Everything was so sweet.

“Stop being so cute! I literally can’t even take how adorable you are.” She grabbed his shoulders and shook him.

“The woman at the store said these have a relaxing effect.” He tried to read the label.

Y/N looked at the label then pulled away and looked out the window, it was getting dark now and as ridiculous of a thought as it was, they were bound to be hungry soon. They might as well get started now. She glanced up at him. There was no way he was going to do anything without guidance so starting this was going to be up to her.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him to her bedroom. She had a lighter in her nightstand and handed it to him. He fumbled with it until he was able to light the candles and she set one on each night stand then sat on the bed next to him.

She leaned forward and kissed him, sitting herself closer to him and moving her lips. He was barely moving at all. She put her hand on his thigh and he gasped quietly. She used that chance to try sliding her tongue along his lips, but he froze.

“Kinjou,” she said, pulling away. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I’m sorry. Yes. I do.” He sighed. “I’m sorry. I’m just nervous. This is really new for me.”

“What are you talking about?” She smirked. “You kissed me like two days ago.”

“That was different.” He smiled as he remembered.

“How was it different?”

“I don’t know, it just was.”

“Why don’t you take a couple deep breaths.” She instructed.

“How many?” She rolled her eyes at him.

“Three.” She got up and closed the curtains and the door, eliminating all the light in the room except for the candles and sat back down in front of him, watching him as he continued taking deep breaths. He was right though, this was a little awkward and she was pretty nervous herself. This was one of her best friends. Once they got started, it wouldn’t be as bad, but right now she was uncomfortable.

“I’m not going to kiss you,” she said and he opened his eyes to the dark room. “We can sit here until you kiss me.”

She sat there staring at him. He could only make out certain parts of her face, the candlelight obscuring his view. He could feel the heat rising in his face just sitting there, but she didn’t move. He watched the light dance in her eyes and the warm glow it gave her cheeks. His heart started beating quickly.

His jaw was clenching as he lifted his hand up and touched her cheek, holding his breath as he guided her face to his. This time he was ready for the kiss. As soon as his lips met hers, he could feel an excitement in his stomach, the same excitement from the other night. He moved his lips and they melted into hers. Her lips were soft and cushiony and felt so good against his lips. He scooted his body closer to her and she opened her mouth allowing his tongue to brush against hers. His tongue delicately moved in, barely even entering her mouth.

“You don’t have to be so gentle.” She whispered, pushing him back to lay on the bed and hovering over him. She didn’t want to force him to move faster, but the point of this was for him to lose his virginity.

She moved her mouth down his jaw and to his neck. He really did smell so good. She opened her mouth, sucking on his jaw. He inhaled sharply as her tongue made contact with his skin and he brought his hands to her waist.

She sat up, glancing down at him before taking off her shirt and tossing it to the side. He stared without blinking, licking his lips as his eyes travelled up her body until they reached her face. He whispered her name and she barely heard it, but she did hear it and it sent heat pooling in her stomach. She sat her hips on his, feeling a growing hardness under her butt, heat rolling through her body at the thought of him being turned on by her.

She needed to keep reminding herself to breathe. She knew she was the more dominant one and she didn’t want to push Kinjou too hard. The last thing she wanted to do was ruin this experience for him. She was going to really struggle not enjoying it herself though.

He sat up and pulled her face to his, kissing her deeply now. He reached for his own shirt, pulling it up. Y/N helped him, pulling it over his head. As they both were tugging, his glasses got caught in the middle.

“Ow—damn,” he muttered and Y/N laughed. She carefully pulled them off and set them on the nightstand. She took a second to look at him. He has been letting his hair grow out recently and having it all tussled up was a nice combination with his swollen lips. She ran her fingers through his hair and leaned back in to kiss him.

His hands were more active now, moving along her back and ribs, the warmth of his touch making her feel dizzy. She groaned quietly as he moved his lips to her neck, his lips brushing lightly across her skin. She could feel her skin tingling and closed her eyes, melting in his arms. His lips made their way down to her stomach as his hands moved to her back, reaching for her bra clasp. She waited, bringing her hands to his hair, massaging his scalp as he figured out how to remove it.

She was starting to lose herself in her arousal and wanted to touch him. She wanted to move her hands over every part of his body and listen to him moan as he writhed in front of her, orgasm surging through him. Her body was losing control just thinking about it. She bit her lip and whined feeling his erection growing. She finally moved her hands to her back and unclasped her bra for him, taking it off and dropping it to the side. His hands went to her breasts, each hand cupping one and moving it around. His thumb brushed over her nipple and she gasped. Her body was flooded with excitement and they had barely even gotten started.

She leaned back on her arms, giving him more access and slowly let her head fall back. He jumped on her, straddling her legs, his hips resting on hers while his erection, even bigger than before, pushed against her stomach through his jeans. His mouth was at her neck sucking and lightly nipping at the soft skin. One hand was massaging her breast while the other slowly lowered her to the bed under him. She whined as she tried to hold herself back and let him take control.

He moved his lips down her body, wrapping them around her nipple. The combination of his hot breath and wet tongue gave her chills, making her nipple even harder as his tongue rolled over the stiff bud. Y/N’s hand flew to the back of his head, holding him as close as she could to her body as she moaned. He had no idea how much he was turning her on and she had no idea he would be able to heat her up this quickly.

He continued his way down, unbuckling her pants and sliding them over her hips. He stopped halfway, admiring the way her body curved, the plush skin around her hips and thighs begging to be squeezed. As he pulled her pants further down, he noticed how see-through her underwear was and his cock twitched in his pants. He licked his lips, his mouth beginning to water just at the sight, and continued removing her pants. Crawling back over her, he paused above her core, wanting so badly to taste her but being unsure if that was part of their deal. He moved back up to her face and connected their lips. There was a lot more passion in their kisses now, a lot more tongue and a lot rougher caressing the more worked up they got.

Y/N flipped them over and moved her lips to his neck and collarbone. Kinjou was panting heavily now, his body already begging for her. She undid his pants and pulled them off and admired his body. She always had a thing for thighs and being a cyclist, she had seen her fair share of thighs, amazing and mediocre. Kinjou had supreme, top of the line, absolutely perfect thighs. Thick, powerfully built legs with an amazing amount of definition. She sat herself in between them, rubbing her hands over the muscle before lowering herself down, pulling a section of his inner thigh into her mouth and sucking, her tongue running over the skin when she decided to let go.

Kinjou was finally moaning and breathing heavily, his hands grabbing fistfuls of blanket as he squirmed above her. She couldn’t stop herself. Hearing his beautiful moans and watching him lose himself in pleasure was sending titillating waves of energy through her body, ending at her core. It only encouraged her to continue, taking another part closer to his groin, sucking even harder. He groaned, wincing slightly and she let go.

“Sorry, was it too hard?” She asked, massaging his leg.

“No, no,” he breathed, “it’s so—so good.” She closed her eyes and bit her lip at his words, feeling a hot pulse run through her body, right to her stomach, a tight coil needing release. She leaned back down, moving to the other thigh and bringing the soft skin into her mouth. When she was satisfied, she looked up, the front of his underwear was wet and she had to resist the urge to pull that into her mouth as well. Instead she backed up off the bed and he sat up on his elbows watching her, eyes lidded. She slid off her panties and kicked them to the side.

A small noise escaped from Kinjou as his mouth slowly dropped open, eyes fixed on her completely naked body in front of him. He couldn’t move as he watched her lean over him and pull his underwear down his legs. He sat up, watching her body move over his until she set his underwear to the side.

Y/N was watching his reactions, everything so new to him. As she slid his underwear down, his erection sprang free, slapping his stomach and bobbing lightly, precum leaking from the tip. He was thick. Thick enough to have her core aching for that tantalizing stretch once he was inside of her. It took everything she had not to reach down and start pleasuring herself while watching him. She was drunk with lust, losing herself more and more, her body needing him.

She crawled on top of him, pushing him down and kissing him then lying next to him. His hand quickly moved in between her legs, his first two fingers sliding in between her folds. The sensation made him exhale deeply as he moved his fingers around, the wetness making him even harder.

She opened her legs a bit, giving him more room to explore, moaning when he grazed over her clit. He slid a finger in her entrance and she whined, arching her back slightly. He slid another one in, feeling around inside of her, fingertips lightly moving along her walls. She moaned, pushing his hand in a bit deeper then pulling him down for a rough kiss.

He moved his fingers, building a rhythm as she writhed under him. He slowly pulled his fingers out, but not completely. Her warm wetness covering his fingers rested just inside her folds and she pathetically rubbed herself against his hand and whined, pulling away from the kiss.

“Y/N.” He panted. “Can I please use my mouth on you... In—instead of my fingers.”

Her jaw dropped and she let out a noise at his question. He was asking for this. This night was supposed to be about him, but he was asking to pleasure her and that thought had arousal overwhelming her. Maybe they never discussed it, but she was certainly in no position to be trying to think anything through right now. But God, she so badly wanted to feel his face in between her legs, to look down and see him dipping into her folds, his back muscles flexing as he spread her legs. The thought had her dripping. She looked at him and he licked his lips waiting for a response. “If—if you want to.”

“God, I really do.” He breathed and kissed her hard before he slithered down. Her heart was racing out of anticipation. She opened her legs a little wider, watching him crawl down between her legs. He held onto her knees as he lowered himself down and she gasped at the feeling of his hot tongue slipping in between her wet folds.

It was a strange feeling, like having sex in public, doing something she wasn’t supposed to be doing. It made her entire body hot and flooded her with a need for more of him, the twisted coil in her stomach getting tighter. She looked back down at him. Her best friend was pleasuring her, running his tongue all over her most private parts, moaning into her. The sound rumbled out of him and straight into her.

She couldn’t control her back arching or the loud moan that came from her, both giving him more confidence to delve deeper. His mouth slid all over, tasting her on his lips and tongue. She was bitter and tart, but a little bit sweet and he couldn’t get enough.

“Is this okay?” He asked, reluctantly pulling away to speak.

“Mmm...” It was her turn to be grabbing fistfuls of the blanket.

He went back to her folds, his mouth lightly pulling on her inner lips. He moved upwards to her clit and she let out a breathy moan. He let his tongue linger in that spot and she could feel herself getting even wetter, soaking the bed beneath her. Her body was working hard as he pushed her closer to the edge. Kinjou moaned deeply at the warm taste, squeezing her hips and sliding his tongue through her entrance.

She was shaking, her body trembling in his arms. She put her hands in his hair and he tried to push himself deeper into her. He could barely handle the aching in his groin anymore, but he needed more of this, he needed more of her.

She spread her legs a little, giving herself enough space so she could look down at him. She had to bite back a groan as she watched his face dipping in and out of her. His nose was shiny with slick. He moved his hand to caress her thigh and she sighed, his eyes moving up to look at her.

She froze for a moment as they made eye contact, her cheeks flushing. It was incredibly intimate, perhaps too intimate for their relationship, but what was their relationship going to be after this anyway? She couldn’t bring herself to look away. His tongue lolled out of his mouth as he continued working at her core, sliding over her clit again as he stared directly at her.

In their three years of friendship, she had never felt this close to him. He sank his tongue back into her entrance and moaned as a fresh wave of her slick hit his tongue. He closed his eyes, breaking the eye contact briefly, enjoying the warmth. Maybe the awkwardness wasn’t what she should have been worrying about.

“God,” she groaned, “you look so good.”

She couldn’t hold back much more. She was fighting the urge to grind against his face, her hand already in the position to push him further. He moved his tongue forward until he reached her clit again.

“Right there.” She moaned. “Kinjou, don’t stop… don’t… stop.” Kinjou grabbed her thighs tightly and flattened his tongue over that spot, working it over and over as she shook in his arms.

She couldn’t control her body anymore. Her hands tightly gripping the blankets under them while her hips thrusted forward, legs shaking. Kinjou was squeezing her thighs and she knew she was there. Her orgasm hit her and her body tensed up, her mind disappearing and giving way to elation.

She was only able to concentrate on the pleasure stemming from in between her legs as her body shook in his arms, tensing and heating up before she cried out, falling back to the bed, panting heavily. Kinjou was still lapping at her core, moving to suck on her inner lips then making his way back to her clit and back around.

“Wait—wait.” Her tired body tried to push his head away. “Stop—Kinjou stop.” He looked up at her. “I… I’m too sensitive right now.” She huffed.

She sat up and he came to sit next to her, concern in his eyes. She could see his body was flushed red and hot. He was also breathing heavily and his eyes were lidded. He was lost in his own arousal. She stared at him, hoping to burn the image in her mind. She never wanted to forget how he looked in this moment. She brought her hand to his cheek.

“Do you need to stop?” he asked, licking his lips, the area all around his mouth shiny and slick.

“No, we are definitely going to keep going.” She smiled. “I just needed a small break.”

She reached to the nightstand and grabbed the boxes before pushing him down on his back and crawling over his body.

“Which one is the winner?” She held the condom boxes up for him.

He smiled, pointing to one of them and she opened it up, getting the condom and rolling it on him quickly.

“You ready?” He nodded.

She slowly lowered herself onto his hips and lined herself up before she sank down onto him. The stretch was everything she knew it would be and she whined as Kinjou let out a loud exhale, breathing picking up.

She started off slowly, just grinding lightly, to watch his reaction. His eyes were closed and he rubbed his fingers along her hips and waist. She was loving watching his peaceful enjoyment, each time she would grind backwards, his bottom lip would pull in between his teeth. It wasn’t long before he started gripping her hips a little tighter and guiding her movements over him.

He couldn’t believe what he was feeling, the way her body was sliding over his, her walls squeezing him so tightly, her soft skin under his hands. He wanted more of it. He steered her hips a little and she followed, moving herself where he wanted her to go. He clenched his jaw at the feeling. He needed more.

They both couldn’t wait very long and soon enough, she was bouncing as hard and as fast as she could on him. His body twitching under her as he grunted. She could feel her second release nearly there and was ready for it, knowing his was close too. He held her hips and helped thrust up into her as she slammed down onto him. They were surprisingly in sync for where their minds were.

His hips began to falter, his thrusting becoming erratic as his grunts got deeper and louder. He shifted positions so he could balance slightly on one arm while the other held Y/N. One final grunt and he dropped his head back. She watched his face contort as he orgasmed. His eyes squeezed shut and mouth open. His body tensed up as he dug his nails into her hips. The veins in his neck were bulging as his orgasm took his breath and he unloaded into her. A strangled groan escaping him before he finally gasped for air. Just as his breathing returned, she heard him quietly groan her name and she lost control of her body as her orgasm rolled over her quickly. She closed her eyes and lost herself, a final moan being caught in her throat until she could breathe again. She slowed her grinding and lowered her head, her body shaking and tingling with pleasure.

They both continued breathing heavily for a couple minutes, trying to catch their breath. She sat back and then pulled herself off of him, sitting next to him.

“Holy shit,” he said, looking up at the ceiling, still lost in his head. She reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a hair tie, tying her hair up. He looked at her. “God, you look amazing… I—I mean, I feel amazing…” He blushed and quickly looked away.

“Yeah?” She looked over and smiled at him. “Me too.”

“I’m hungry. Do you feel hungry?” He patted his stomach, sitting up.

“I’ll order the pizza.” She laughed grabbing the phone.

Less than an hour later, they were both sitting in her living room eating. Kinjou had put on his underwear and Y/N put on her robe.

“Maybe I should have ordered two pizzas,” she said as they both picked up the last slice.

“I didn’t think I would be this hungry.” He finished the slice in three bites and wiped his mouth.

“It is already eight I figured eating after would be a better plan.” She smiled and took a bite.

“How was it for you?” He asked hesitantly.

“The pizza?” She took a bite. “It’s a bit small, but it tastes good.”

“No.” He chuckled at her response. “I meant me, how was I? Was it really awful or was it okay?”

“Oh.” She swallowed her bite. “Um, yeah—yes. It was good—You were good.” Her eyes travelled down to his legs. He had several dark red marks all over his thighs. The idea of him seeing her marks on him over the next couple days had her heating up again.

“You okay?” He noticed her skin reddening.

“Yeah, fine. Just hot.” She reached forward and took a gulp of her water and started fanning the collar of her robe. “This robe is just hot.”

Kinjou watched her fan herself. The robe wasn’t one of those thick bathrobes, it was one of those flimsy, thin fabric ones. As she fanned the collar of the robe, he could catch glimpses of her breasts, soft and supple skin, so warm when he touched them. Her nipples were hard against the thin fabric and he felt a heat wash over him, his mind getting fogged over. When he looked up at her face, her eyes were fixated on his legs and he looked down. Dark red spots littered his inner thighs.

He licked his lips remembering her lips on him, already feeling himself getting hard again. He looked back up and her eyes were still stuck on his thighs as she desperately fanned herself. He moved his plate and crawled closer to her.

“Do you want to give me more of these?” He put one of her hands on his thighs.

She looked at him, her mouth hanging open and pulse racing. The way he just flat out asked her had her body already begging for him. Wetness trickled out from between her legs, soaking her robe as she struggled with how she should answer. On one hand, she wanted to remind herself and him that they were friends, she was doing a him a favor and that favor was already complete.

On the other hand, she wanted so badly to say yes. She wanted his thighs in her hands and in her mouth. She wanted to run her tongue over every inch of him and see him shaking with pleasure again. Her mind was even closer to being made as he waited so close to her, strong legs straddling her body, his breath hitting her face as he cupped her cheeks. She looked down at his lips as he moved closer to her.

“Yes,” she whispered and his lips were all over hers.

[axoxtxhxh]

Can’t it be you? - Chapter 1

I recently started watching Yowamushi Pedal and fell in love with it. I highly recommend it. It’s a sports anime about cycling. Unfortunately, it’s not that new and so it’s really hard to find any writing about it. So here I am, writing about it :)

This is a chaptered fic. I think it might end up being around 5 chapters and I tried to make it so you don’t need any backstory. Future chapters will most likely be NSFW.

Kinjou x Fem!Reader          Mentions of virginity          Word Count: ~2000

“Gosh, I really don’t want to be here.” Kinjou said, taking another shot. The other two looked at him, he was tapping his leg against the floor.

“Should you be drinking that much?” Y/N said, “That’s like your third shot.” She pulled the fourth one away from him before he was able to grab it and slid it in front of Shinkai who gulped it down quickly.

“I wouldn’t need to if we could have just stayed inside tonight.” He rested his head on his hand. “Tell me again, why did we have to come here?”

“A party?” Shinkai finally spoke up. “You’re asking why three college students would need to come to a party?”

“Not just a party, but this party.” Kinjou looked around making sure no one could hear even though the music was blasting. “Couldn’t you give me a little time? You both know who is going to be here.”

“I think you’re overreacting.” Y/N pulled another shot away from him, taking it herself. “No one even cares.”

“Well in about an hour, I will be too intoxicated to remember anything that happens so…cheers.” Kinjou grabbed the last shot quickly away from Y/N and drank it as fast as he could.

“Arakita!” Y/N stood up and waved him over to where they were sitting in the corner. He nodded and headed over to them. The two guys stared at her. “What? He’s cute.”

“I’m surprised he actually came to this,” Shinkai said. “He hates Roxxy almost more than you do, Kinjou.”

“I don’t hate her.”

“Hey.” Arakita sat down across from Y/N and they smiled shyly at each other. “It’s kind of loud, isn’t it?”

“That’s why we’re sitting in the corner, away from everyone.” Shinkai pointed out. “Do we need more drinks?” Everyone said no, except Kinjou. Shinkai got up to get more.

“Oh God, she’s here.” Kinjou looked down, covering his face with his hands. Arakita and Y/N looked over to the door and saw Roxxy walk in. “Is she looking this way?”

“Why do you care?” Arakita groaned. “Didn’t she like call out your virginity in front of everyone in your seminar class?”

“It wasn’t my virginity!” Kinjou rumbled. “She just likes guys with more experience than me.”

Y/N and Arakita rolled their eyes as Shinkai came back with mixed drinks. He set a cup in front of each of them.

“Still a bitchy move.” Arakita grabbed his cup.

“Bitches make bitchy moves.” Y/N held her cup up to his.

“Cheers to that!” Shinkai joined in. They clinked their plastic cups and took a sip. Kinjou’s eyes followed Roxxy as she made her way around the room. He cringed when she started playing with another guy’s hair.

“What does she even see in him?” He glared.

“What do you even see in her?” Shinkai retorted. “She humiliated you in front of everyone and literally only wants to date the entire male population on campus that isn’t you.”

“You guys just don’t know her like I do.” Kinjou smiled to himself. “She can be really sweet.”

“Well, I am feeling buzzed and this is my song.” Y/N stood up. “I’m dancing.”

“Let’s do it!” Shinkai jumped over Arakita and grabbed her hand, pulling her to the open area where several other people were dancing. Kinjou and Arakita watched them as they both moved their bodies. Shinkai had more of an energized, vigorous and interpretive dancing style while Y/N was more smooth, sensuous, and provocative. Regardless, they were both laughing and having fun. Kinjou noticed Arakita smiling as he watched them.

“It doesn’t bother you that she is dancing like that with him?” Kinjou questioned.

“What do you mean?” Arakita looked at him.

“Y/N with Shinkai.”

“Oh.” He looked back at them dancing. “No, we aren’t dating or anything. She’s cool, but we’re not really like that.”

“Hi Kinjou.” A high-pitched voice took their attention away from watching the dancers and they looked up to see Roxxy staring at them. She was petite with short brown hair and bangs wearing an even shorter skirt with a sweater. “Hi Arakita.”

Arakita ignored her, looking back at the dancers who now noticed Roxxy found her way to Kinjou. Y/N pulled away from Shinkai and walked over and he followed.

“I’m surprised you both came here.” Roxxy, was looking at Arakita who was completely ignoring her. “I thought you didn’t like places like this.”

“Just places like this with you.” He murmured into his cup, taking a sip. Shinkai and Y/N sat back down in their seats.

“Oh… Y/N?” Roxxy chimed. “I didn’t know bio TA’s liked coming to undergrad parties.”

“Not usual—” She started and Kinjou grabbed her arm.

“She’s here with me.” He pulled her into him, the back of her head in his armpit as he aggressively patted her shoulder. Shinkai and Arakita’s mouth hung open. Y/N pretended to smile, hesitantly putting her hand on Kinjou’s thigh.

“Yep.” Y/N awkwardly held Kinjou’s hand in hers. “Here we are.”

“I didn’t realize you had already started seeing someone.” Her attention on Kinjou. A random guy from across the room made his way over, grabbing Roxxy and pulling here away from their conversation. Kinjou let Y/N go and put his face in his hands again, sighing. They all just stared at him.

“So, you chose to try and make her jealous.” Shinkai shook his head.

“I am way too tipsy now.” Kinjou rubbed his forehead. “Maybe I should just go home.”

“After that?” Y/N laughed. “You owe me a dance.”

“God, I feel so stupid.” Kinjou’s face burned a bright red.

“Well you should.” Arakita joked. “That was an incredibly embarrassing and unbelievable display of affection.”

“It looked painful,” Shinkai added.

“It was painful.” Y/N rubbed her shoulder where Kinjou was patting her.

“Can we just get this dance over with so I can leave?” Kinjou stood up and walked to the dance area with Y/N, his head down. He moved himself around uncomfortably. Y/N looked at him with slight disgust.

“Stop.” She couldn’t even laugh at him. “Just stop. You’re killing everyone’s buzz right now.”

“What?” He started pumping his hands in the air making Y/N break out laughing. “This isn’t how to do it?” He pretended to dance in slow motion. His staccato movements were completely off beat, his large body clumsily moving back and forth.

“You’re worse than Shinkai.” She laughed, minimizing his movements by putting her hand around his waist. He started swaying his body with hers, their movements now in sync. Y/N moved her arms up to his neck, closing the gap between their bodies and Kinjou’s head moved to her neck. The guys looked on from their spot.

“Oh,” Shinkai raised his eyebrows. “That’s close.”

“How drunk are you right now?” Y/N leaned back, looking at Kinjou.

“Well dancing with two of you is difficult.” Y/N laughed. “But I’m managing.” He smiled. Something caught Y/N’s attention and Kinjou turned around to see Roxxy walking to the dance area, pulling some guy with her. He turned back, sighing.

“We can go sit down,” Y/N suggested.

“No, it’s fine.” He took a deep breath. “I’m having fun.”

“That’s the way to think about it.”

“I’m tired of being uncomfortable and letting her dictate where I go and how I’m having fun.”

“Yes!”

“She called me out over a month ago. I don’t care about what anyone is thinking or saying anymore!”

“Yes! That—” A random guy bumped into Y/N and turned to apologize, then noticed Kinjou.

“Hey! You’re that guy that asked Roxxy out… Kan—Kin—The virgin dude. Sucks dude.” The guy laughed and walked away. Y/N turned to Kinjou who was now visibly upset.

“He doesn’t matter—” She started.

“Fuck him!” He was starting to get heated.

“Kinjou—”

“And fuck her!”

“Maybe we—”

“And fuck everyone else!”

“This is—” Before she could speak, he put his hands on Y/N’s cheeks and pulled her face into his, kissing her roughly. Her eyes went wide, the action completely unexpected. He moved his mouth against hers, his lips soft and plush and her eyes fluttered closed. The heat from his body shifted to hers as he brushed his tongue over her lips and then inside her mouth to slide alongside her own tongue. He tasted like alcohol. Her hands slowly moved to his waist, the kiss lasting longer than she thought.

Even over the music and all the chattering, they could hear Shinkai’s voice shouting. “Oh shit!” and they both pulled away laughing. Roxxy was on the other side of the dance floor watching them, but no one noticed.

“That’s the second time you’ve used me tonight.” She reminded.

“Are you going to need a second dance?” He joked.

“No, but I will take one of your cycling t-shirts.” He sighed at her request.

“Okay, but I get to pick which one.”

“I want the green one.”

“I get to pick.” She rolled her eyes at him.

“Are you ready to go home?” She asked him and he nodded. They walked back to the table and grabbed their stuff, Shinkai and Arakita cleaning their cups up and they all headed outside.

The rest of the night was a blur for Kinjou. He remembered them trying to race home and passing by an ice cream shop that they all stopped in. After that, it was nothing but blackness.

He felt the brightness in the room through his eyelids. He moved his hand to block the sunlight shining through the window at him and groaned.

“Oh, you’re awake?”

He turned quickly to face to the direction of the voice and regretted it immediately. His head ached and he groaned again, looking up slowly, only opening one eye to peek at the voice.

“Y/N?” He blinked a couple times, adjusting to the light. “What are you doing here?” She was sitting on the bed, reading a book. She closed the book and looked at him.

“Shouldn’t you be wondering what you’re doing in my bed?” She raised an eyebrow at him and he looked around. He wasn’t in his room, but in hers. It makes sense why the bed was so much bigger and the room was quieter than he was used to. He slowly sat up, looking down, a shocked look on his face.

“I’m naked.” He looked at her.

“Yes.”

“I’m naked, in your bed.”

“Yes.”

“Did we…?”

“You wish.” She laughed and stood up, moving to his side of the bed and handing him his clothes.

“What happened?” He pulled on his underwear and shirt. Y/N handed him some medicine and he thanked her and took it.

“Well you insisted on walking me home after we ate ice cream.” She sat next to him. “Which would have been a thoughtful gesture had you not been stupid drunk. So, I ended up carrying you halfway here.”

“Sorry.” He stretched his neck.

“Then when we got inside, you just started stripping off your clothes, throwing them everywhere until you made it to the bed and laid down.”

“Ugh, I’m sorry.” He rubbed his face.

“It’s fine. Honestly, I was really nervous you were going to start masturbating. After you laid down, you were groaning… a lot.”

“What?!” He looked at her quickly and then winced, the quick movements making him nauseous. “You should have stopped me.”

“What could I honestly have done?” He thought about it and nodded. “Anyway, I have some things I have to do today. You can stay here. I just wanted to make sure you woke up okay.” She stood up and walked to the door. “I’ll leave a key for you on the kitchen table.”

After that, she left. Kinjou laid his head back down on the pillow.

Y/N’s errands were supposed to be quick, but ended up taking her a lot longer than she thought. She preferred grocery shopping earlier in the day since it was less crowded, but getting a late start today didn’t help. Her delay in getting to the bank early made her get to the grocery store later which made it late afternoon before she got home.

She walked inside her apartment and put away the groceries, moving to the bedroom to take a shower. She was about to walk into the bathroom before something caught her eye. She turned back around and walked over to the bed. Folded neatly on her side was Kinjou’s green cycling t-shirt.

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Can’t it be You? - Chapter 2

Summary: A couple days after the party, Kinjou has a request for Y/N.

Kinjou x Fem!Reader    Discussion of Sex/Losing virginity   Word Count: ~3000

“Y/N!” Kinjou was running across the courtyard to catch up. “Y/N!”

Y/N heard her name being called and turned around to see who was calling her. She saw Kinjou running past people, waving at her. He bumped into a couple students walking, knocking their books down as he collided with them. She watched him apologize, helping them pick up their things and then run towards her, this time keeping his bookbag closer to his body. He reached her, out of breath.

“I… I… I’ve been…” He was panting. Y/N put her hand on his shoulder as he caught his breath. “I’ve been looking for you. I was trying to get your attention all day, but you haven’t noticed.”

“You have?” She questioned.

“Yeah, I was watching you in the library.” His breathing finally normal.

“You were watching me in the library.” She repeated and lowered her eyebrows. “Why didn’t you just text me?”

“That’s a good point.” He realized.

“I’m actually pretty busy.” She turned and started walking, Kinjou following behind. “What did you need?”

“I had a proposition for you.” Even though he was taller than Y/N, he was still struggling to keep up with her walking. “Well, more of a request.”

“What’s that?” She looked at the time, knowing she was already late.

“I’d really rather not talk about it here.”

“Then why did you chase me down to talk to me?” She laughed. “I’m eating dinner with Shinkai tonight. Why don’t you come over and you can tell me then?”

“I don’t…” He wasn’t sure how comfortable he was with anyone else knowing what he was going to ask her, but of all the people he would be most okay with Shinkai knowing. “Okay.”

“Six o’clock,” she said, “my place.”

“Okay.” He stopped following her and watched her walk faster to the science building. It didn’t take long for a blush to make its way to his cheeks, already anxious to ask. He was finished with classes for the day and decided to drop his stuff off at his dorm and go out for a bike ride until dinner.

The size of the campus was one of the things he loved most about his school. On a casual ride, it took him thirty minutes to make it around the perimeter. When he was looking for a longer ride, he could weave through the buildings and get a good hour out of it. If he wanted a quieter ride, he could go to the park nearby and ride along the paths. He didn’t have time for a long ride today so he settled for riding around the edge of campus.

Six o’clock was quickly approaching and he rushed home to shower and go to Y/N’s apartment. By the time he got there, Shinkai was already inside and the food they ordered was there.

“Hey.” He placed his helmet on the floor with his shoes. “Is it just the three of us?”

“Yeah.” She pulled three plates from the cabinet and moved them to the table. They all sat down to eat and the conversation quickly moved to cycling. Y/N used to be on the women’s cycling team for the university when she was an undergrad and had a lot of interesting stories the guys never got tired of hearing.

“Couldn’t you have stayed on the team since you’re doing your masters?” Shinkai asked her.

“I could have.” She shrugged. “I just couldn’t find the time. Being a TA takes up all my extra time now. I thought you guys were exhausting. This new group is way worse.” She looked at them, knowing what they were thinking. “I still practice though, so don’t get any ideas. I could still beat you guys any day of the week.”

They continued the conversation as they cleaned up the dishes. Shinkai surprised them both with dessert he brought. They put the cake on the table and each took their forks to it. Y/N remembered Kinjou wanting to talk to her about something.

“What was it that you were asking me earlier?” She turned to him after taking a bite.

“Oh.” Kinjou blushed immediately. “I—uh, we can talk about it later.”

“What was it about?” She questioned.

“It must be good if it’s making you blush that red.” Shinkai added.

“It’s just a little personal.” He stated, starting to play with a bite of cake with his fork.

“Is it about your classes?” She wondered.

“No, it’s not really related to school.” He told them.

“Is it about cycling?” Shinkai asked, taking nearly half of the slice in his mouth. “I could probably help.”

“No.” He adjusted his glasses, feeling his face getting hotter.

“I know we’re friends, but that’s literally the extent of the overlap of things we have in common.” She laughed a little and took a sip of her wine.

“I want to have sex with you.” He blurted out, his face managing to flush a deeper red. Y/N spit her wine out, spraying the table and parts of them with the splatter and coughing. “Or rather, you have sex with me… I want you to be the first person I have sex with.” Y/N was coughing still, trying to swallow the wine that didn’t make it out of her mouth.

Shinkai sat there, his mouth open, not saying a word. He was actually unsure of what he could say in the moment. He looked at Y/N, still choking then turned his gaze to Kinjou.

“I think this is a great idea.” He beamed at both of them. Y/N wiped her mouth and the table with her napkin and took a deep breath.

“Why… where is this coming from?” She asked him.

“I don’t know.” He shrugged. “I just want to do it.”

“That’s a solid reason.” Shinkai added and Y/N glared at him though she did agree. Wanting to have sex and knowing you were ready were the only requirements really. Well, that and having a partner which Kinjou seemed to think of you for this.

“But I mean why are you asking me this?” She asked. “You don’t need to pick someone just because they are around you. You know plenty of women.”

“I don’t really.” He shrugged softly and looked up at her. “I want it to be you though. Can’t it be you?”

“This is getting really good.” Shinkai murmured to himself stealing Y/N’s wine glass and drinking it himself.

“What about the other women in your classes. There’s bound to be one—”

“First of all, the way you say that is insulting, don’t you think? Bound to be?” Kinjou started. “Second, you think I should just choose a random person to lose my virginity to?”

“He has a point.” Shinkai turned to Y/N. “Plus, you took my virginity so you’re practically an expert.” He leaned back in his chair smiling.

“Shinkai, you aren’t helping.” She took her wine glass back from him. “I just mean—”

“If you don’t want to do it, just say no. Stop trying to find other women for me.” Kinjou went back to playing with the cake.

“It’s not that I don’t want to.” Both guys quickly looked up at her. “Do… do you even know how awkward this will be?”

“It’s just sex,” Shinkai stated simply.

“For you and me, maybe.”

“Have you even thought about what it would be like to kiss me?” She asked. Kinjou’s face dropped and he swallowed hard. “I didn’t mean that how it came out. I meant have you thought about, like… the logistics of it.”

His mouth opened and closed not being able to say anything. He had carefully considered the idea of this, but when it came down to it, he really didn’t think about how it was going to happen. Y/N looked straight at Kinjou, eyes not moving.

“Could you kiss me right now?” She asked him. “If I asked you to, could you do it now?”

Shinkai slouched in his chair trying not to be noticed, Y/N’s wine glass back in his hand. He smiled into the cup as he watched their reactions.

Kinjou couldn’t think, his eyes just stayed watching her. Was she asking him to kiss her? He didn’t plan on doing it now.Is that what she was planning? He could feel another lump in his throat making it even harder for him to speak.

“I… I—if you…” He chuckled nervously and scratched his head.

This is what he wanted, right? He was ready to lose his virginity and losing it to one of his best friends made the most sense. Until it didn’t. Could he kiss her right now? He was pretty sure she was testing him and he didn’t want to fail.

Kinjou shot up from his chair, eyes fixed on Y/N. He moved towards her with a confidence he didn’t have just a minute before.

“Holy shit,” Shinkai quietly muttered into the wine glass, barely audible to anyone but him. He slouched further into his seat, so happy that he was able to see this.

Kinjou passed the corner of the table, nearly in front of Y/N now. She felt herself sink back into her seat, feeling nervous. Where did this come from? Where was this certainty when he was asking her to have sex? Was he actually going to do this right now? Her stomach felt like it was in her throat. She hadn’t actually meant for him to kiss her now, she just wanted to make it was known how awkward it could be for them.

He was in front of her now. He hadn’t thought about how this was going to work with her sitting and him standing up, but he couldn’t think about that now, he had to make this work. He reached for her hand and pulled her up so she was standing in front of him. The same hand that held her arm moved up to hold the back of her head, cupping her jaw.

His jaw was clenching as he brought his face to hers. Does he open his mouth? Does he keep it closed? He had no idea what kiss would be good enough to convince her. Not that he had much power over that, he wasn’t really an expert with kissing either.

She couldn’t believe this was happening. This was Kinjou. This was one of her best friends. His hand was on the back of her head, pulling her closer to him. She wasn’t sure what to expect. It was possible that he would just pull her in and give her a small peck, but she could see the look in his eyes and she knew it was going to be more. As his eyes lowered to her lips, she was thankful she didn’t grimace with the thought of kissing him. If she was being honest, the closer he got to her, the more that twisted knot of excitement grew inside of her.

Their noses touched each other for a quick second before his lips were on hers. He didn’t move at first, just held his lips against hers, pressing deeply. She thought that maybe that would be it until he opened his mouth, pulling her top lip in between his. His lips were so full and plush and soft and she loved the way they felt. His movements were so careful, barely nudging her, gently shifting. She felt her heart beating as her breathing changed. She wasn’t holding her breath, but feeling his lips move like this on hers caught her breath and held onto it until she felt the wet rub of his tongue on her lips and she opened up, sharing his breath. Her hand unconsciously went to his waist and around his back, pulling him tightly.

He lightly brushed his tongue against her lip and she opened her mouth for him instantly. The motion causing a gasp to nearly escape his mouth. He adjusted his arms, moving one to her waist as their kiss got deeper. He let his tongue play around her lips for a second, enjoying the feeling. He felt her tongue brush against his, entering his mouth and he groaned quietly, squeezing her waist.

Y/N couldn’t believe what she was feeling. Kinjou was definitely helping convince her that maybe this wasn’t as terrible of an idea as she originally thought. It wasn’t awkward at all at this point. At this point it was warm and soft and cozy and it had her feeling hot. His tongue felt weird on her lips at first but not for long. She could taste the chocolate cake they had been eating as she slid her tongue next to his. Kinjou groaned into her mouth, pulling her tighter and she quickly pulled away.

“That—that’s good… um.” She put her hand on his chest and pushed him back, wiping her mouth. She couldn’t bring herself to look at him just yet.

“Fuck…” Shinkai’s voice made them both look at him, his cheeks pink. “Did you forget I was here? I nearly forgot I was here.”

Kinjou quickly sat down in the seat next to Y/N, his hand rubbing his lips slowly. He took off his glasses to rub his eyes.

Y/N sat down in her seat and Shinkai slid the wine glass over to her and she drank the rest in one gulp.

“Can I just say—” Shinkai started.

“Please don’t.” Y/N interrupted.

They all sat in silence for a short while. Kinjou and Y/N looked at the floor, neither one able to bring their eyes to the other. Shinkai watched both of them, a small smile on his face.

Y/N couldn’t believe she was even considering going through with this. She quickly glanced up at him, enough to see his pink cheeks and red lips and she had to look away. If she was being honest with herself, really honest with herself, she wanted to continue with that kiss and move into the bedroom. Hell, she doesn’t have any issues doing it on the table or the floor if she could. She was never going to tell either of them that though.

“God I can’t believe I am actually considering this.” She mumbled to herself then looked up at them. “If I say yes, what’s in it for me?”

“For you?” Kinjou hadn’t really thought about that. “I sort of thought the sex was the prize? Isn’t it something that we would both enjoy?”

“No,” Shinkai said, “you’re definitely getting the better end of the deal and you’re probably going to suck, but based on that kiss—”

“Shinkai, please stop talking.” She massaged her temples. “Everyone sucks. And Hayato has very low expectations for his partner.”

“God, I love when you use my first name,” he groaned, propping his head on his elbow and smiling at her.

“It doesn’t seem right to offer you another cycling shirt to have sex with me, but if you want one, I can give you one. I mean, I don’t have a lot of extra money—” Shinkai burst out laughing.

“Please don’t finish that sentence.” She closed her eyes.

“I think I would like to join in on this.” Shinkai pointed out eating another bite of cake. “I think you need a male teacher as well.”

“Shinkai, I think you need to go home.” She glared at him.

“What!” He exclaimed. “The conversation is starting to get so good!” She stood up, pulling him with her and taking him to the door. “You and I could teach him, show him some stuff—God this is getting so hot.”

“Alright, that’s enough.” She handed him his shoes.

“I need to know if you’re going to say yes.” He smiled as he whispered to her, stepping into his shoes. “You have to say yes. Please, say yes.” She handed him his coat and opened the front door. “If you don’t do it, do you think you and I—"

“Just send me an emoji.” She closed the door, but could still hear him laughing.

Y/N came back to the table and started cleaning. She put the cake in the fridge and Kinjou started picking up the forks.

“Just sit,” she told him. “I’m thinking.” She took the forks from him and he sat back down. She quickly washed them and put them away, grabbing her wine glass and filling it back up. Kinjou watched her as she sat back down at the table.

“When do you want to do this?” She asked.

“You’ll do it?” His eyes opened wide and his mouth slowly curved into a smile.

“If I’m saying I will,” she started, “when would we do it?”

“Anytime. Whenever. Tomorrow.”

“Not to sound old, but tomorrow is Thursday.” She laughed. “How about Friday?”

“Friday is good.” He pulled out his phone and started typing.

“What are you doing?” She tried to peek across the table.

“Adding it to my calendar.” He continued typing.

“Like hell you are!” She grabbed his phone and looked at it. He had added an event titled, “Dinner at Y/N’s”. “Oh.”

“Did you really think I would write exactly what we were doing?” He smiled, taking his phone as she handed it back.

“I mean, I wasn’t going to put it past you.”

“Wow. Thanks for that vote of confidence.” They both laughed, staring at each other. The moment was a little awkward, but familiar at the same time. “I guess I should get going.” They both stood up.

“Or…” she started, “I mean, it’s not even eight yet. Do you want to watch a movie?”

“Sure. Or…” He smiled playfully. “The weather is really nice tonight.” He looked at the window.

“Get my bike from the closet. I’m going to go change.” She ran to the room and quickly put on her riding shorts and Kinjou’s green cycling shirt.

She walked back into the living room, putting on her shoes and Kinjou raised an eyebrow at her shirt.

“It fits nicely.” She smiled.

“It does.” They made their way downstairs and unchained his bike.

“Did you have a path in mind?” She asked.

“Not really.” He buckled his helmet.

“Okay, I’ve got one.” They got on their bikes. “Follow me.”