#sae itoshi imagines

[saeist]

“teach me”

“no”

“why not?!”

“because i don’t want to”

sae stares blanky at your frustrated face (he thinks it’s cute but he’d rather be buried alive than to admit it out loud) through his phone screen. you were asking him to teach you some spanish just for funsies but sae being sae, he doesn’t want to cooperate

“then, let me at least hear you speak some sentences, please?” you try to bargain, pulling the puppy eyes on him. you’ve watched multiple clips of his interviews in the past where he spoke a little bit of spanish and you wanted to hear it when he’s talking to you.

to your surprise (not) sae just rolls his eyes as his response, earning a little huff from you

“you know what sae, nevermind” you say in defeat. putting your hands up in front of the camera to show that you’ve surrendered into trying to make sae say something in spanish. your attention is no longer at the stoic boy, but on twitter, tiktok, instagram, you name it, your attention was probably there. if he’s not gonna cooperate then fine. two can play this game

sae noticed that you suddenly went quiet on him. he calls out your name but you don’t budge. that only meant one thing. you were ignoring him.

you hear sae sigh at the other end. before you can ask him what his problem was, he clears his throat,

“te amo cada día más y te amare pase lo que pase”

you swear you felt like you just entered the gates of heaven with the way the words smoothly rolls out of his tongue like honey.

“happy now?” you can hear the bluntness in his voice. “and open your camera, tch” he clicks his tongue in annoyance. you hurriedly opened your camera once again to see sae’s face once again but with a faint blush on his cheeks. you instantly took a screenshot which sent a notification on sae’s end causing the latter to raise his brows in confusion.

“what’s with the big smile on your face?” sae asks, adjusting his pillow behind him, watching you smile like an idiot. (his idiot)

“because you spoke in spanish” you gush, smiling uncontrollably at your boyfriend. sae snickers before gazing at you lovingly.

“did you even understand what i just said?”

“nope, but i know it was probably something romantic” you wiggle your eyebrows at sae who only smiles at your reaction. you can see his whisker dimples poking through, a tell tale sign that he was genuinely smiling. a rare sight to see.

“so, are you gonna tell me what you just said?”

“no”

“sae!”

[angelltheninth]

imagine sae as ur brothers bestfriend, and he accidentally walks in on u changing-- he's flustered, sure, but he managed to get a peek of the readers breast and now there he is holed up in the room right beside reader's, jerking off and thinking of them???

Yeah, he's on the quiet side so he'd get away with it too.

Pairing: Sae Itoshi x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, masturbation, sexual frustration, breast worship, dirty thoughts, cumshot

A/N: Can't wait to see more of Sae in S2.

All it took was one look, one glance at your naked breasts for them to consume every waking moment of Sae's night. You were sleeping in the next room over, with a thin wall separating you and your best friend's big brother furiously jerking off to the thought of your body.

He was fully naked in his bedroom, surrounded by all his awards, photos, medal and trophies, yet the only thing he could think about was you. When you visited he was surprised, he hadn't seen you since he moved away, he didn't know you changed so much, from that shy girl who played with his brother to someone who had the full confidence to change with the door unlocked. It was the first time in his life he was captivated with something other then his career. All he thought about was getting off.

Firmly grasping his cock he rolled his hand down to his full balls, feeling them pulse below his fist. "You little tease."

Sae groaned as he thought of you being in his bed, laying on top of him, your breasts pressing against his hot cock, your hooded eyes and full lips. What would you say to him right now? Confess the crush you had on him? Ask him to be your boyfriend? His cock twitched at the prospect of a relationship with you.

"The walls are thin here, you could have heard me approaching and chose to show me those tits. You wanted me to fuck them didn't you. My cock would fit there perfectly." Sae pushed the covers off his bed entirely. He was fully naked but it was too hot, even just for his legs, his body burned with the desire to fuck and come all over you.

Come all over you, take a picture as a trophy.

Moving his hand faster he tried not to let his bed make noise, forcing his hips to stand still. That proved to be the biggest challenge for someone whose entire body demanded movement and release.

"Would you open your mouth for me and lick the tip? I bet you would, like fucking bitch in heat. Be breed like one too. Then those pretty tits would get bigger, softer, more sensitive every time I fuck them." Sae's imagination got the best of him, his cry died on his lips as he squeezed his cock right below the red tip, cum splashing forward, shooting over the bed and his hand.

Was he not so spent and in pure bliss he would have cursed at himself for not wearing rubber to prevent the mess.

"Next time I do this you'll be the to clean up the mess I make." He promised silently, head turned to the wall that separated you from him.

[tteokdoroki]

*ੈ🌩️‧₊˚— after sickness, after health + sae itoshi.

૮˶ᵕ ༝ᵕ˶ა synopsis — your ex husband is a menace. married or not, you'll always belong to him.

⭑ warnings — please read + mdni ! characters aged up to 20s, smut, angst, divorce, custody battles, you have kids, cheating (with sae lol), manipulation, possesion, slight yandere if you squint, dub-con, tummy bulges, hold the moan, spit!kink, drunk sex, unprotected sex, toxic relationships, previously established relationships, mentions of arguments, ex husband + pro player!sae, fem!reader - not beta read !

⭑ words — 1.5K.

⭑ notes — hello... i was not meant to write this but,, i fear i cannot escape the bllk brain rot lmao !! sorry if he's ooc or too mean but i hope u like it ily guys mwah <3 - m.list ✩

oooo ex husband!sae is so annoying, jarring, he’s horrible.

the divorce is somewhat amicable. both of you pretend it is. you were young and in love but now you’re growing out of affectionate shoes that are too small for you now. it hurts. but you pretend.

ex husband!sae takes what’s his and you take what’s yours. sae doesn’t want what you have and what he gave you — being the big bread winner he was, you keep the house and the cars, the expensive wedding gifts his parents sent from abroad. pity presents, he calls them. he doesn’t want you to be out on your own.

the only thing you and ex husband!sae fight over are the kids — it’s a long and drawn out battle. very messy with tears on your end begging him to call it even and take the deal your lawyer offers up so that the public stops tearing you down. he likes that you’ve called him against the wishes of your lawyers, you’re coming to him as his ex-wife — pleading with him in that way that makes his lips quirk up in a cruel smile because it’s been so long since ex husband!sae heard you beg for him like that.

maybe the custody battle was only to drag you through the mud, make you hurt a little bit so you remember ex husband!sae for the rest of your life. the time you spend with kids is split down the middle.

ex husband!sae hears it from one of your little girls on the way back from their ballet class that mommy is seeing someone new. your other daughter likes him a lot, says he gets them ice cream on the weekends where you have them. and sure enough, your ex doesn’t like that, a weird and sick sense of possession curling around his heart and lungs because you’re not supposed to have been able to move on from sae. you’re only supposed to be happy with him.

ex husband!sae who invites himself over to dinner with your girls on the night he knows that your new boy toy will be there. a sense of pride washes over him as he takes in your expression when you open the front door to him; your eyes wide, pretty lips parted in a delicate ‘o’ — you look as though you might cry, asking him if he’s here for the girls and blinking quick when he says he wants to join the four of you for dinner. he watches the curve of your ass as you lead him inside, wanting to rip that little apron right off of you and make you his again in front of your boyfriend.

the kitchen is cramped with both men politely arguing over how to make the girls’ favourite dinner while they watch bluey out in the living room — paying no mind to the tension building down the hall. your boyfriend seems uncomfortable with how comfortable ex husband!sae is in your space. he knows where the spices are, how you like to wash the dishes as you go along, the way you set the dinner table. your stress runs high as sae flits through your home, after all he did live here once too.

your boyfriend puts his hand on your shoulder. sae smiles when you shrug him off.

the polite yet snide comments continue when your girls are seated for their meals. ex husband!sae makes it known that your current partner has no place at the table, that he could never have you because you’re too loyal to the routine and life that you know. you turn to the fancy bottle of red wine sae bought with him as stress relief.

you’re slightly tipsy when ex husband!sae puts your children to bed — he stops on the creaky stairs because he can hear you drunkenly argue with your boyfriend about tonight’s events and he can’t help but feel as if he’s won. your boyfriend doesn’t think that sae should be around, that he’s bad for you, for the girls too for picking fights in front of them. and like the loyal little thing you are, you defend your ex-husband because he’s a good father and he takes care of you. he always has.

sae only steps in when he sees you getting upset, crumbling under the weight of the evening, the stress of being a single mother with someone who doesn’t understand it the way your ex does. no one else should have the power to make you cry like the midfielder does. that’s sae’s job. the steps of the stairs groan under the weight of his footsteps as sae trudges down them — intervening when you flinch away from your boyfriend who’s raised his voice at you in an attempt to get you to see that ex husband!sae is bad for you.

you screw your eyes shut and clench your fists, not intoxicated enough to fail to gently remind your current partner. “please don’t yell at me.”

you sound so hurt by the argument and that only serves to piss sae off.

“i can take care of her from here,” ex husband!sae brushes past your boyfriend to pull your swaying frame into his chest — sweeping in like your knight in shining armour and ushering the man out of his house with a sick smirk. “i think you should leave.” your boyfriend says he’ll text you later on, no doubt, with the intention to smooth things over while he still feels threatened by your pro-football player ex. but you don’t find the time to respond when later does eventually come around.

because later that night, you give into your urges and succumb to familiarity where ex husband!sae has your knees pressed into your shoulders and your hot cunt wrapped around his shaft — milking him so good like you always have. like you’re meant to be. the midfielder shudders above you, listening out for the squelching symphony your sex sings for him as he fucks you nice and slow. sae fills you up until you can feel his cock in your lungs, dragging his milky pre along your walls as if it’s his signature on your body.

the older itoshi brother would be lying if he said he didn’t miss you, your body, your kisses. the way you dreamily echo his name like it’s a prayer every time he angles his cock to hit your sweet spots. you find his hands within the messy sheets, the slickness of your heat making it easier for sae to grind himself into you. he feels lightheaded with ecstasy, his grunts turning to deep rooted moans as he swoops down to kiss you with tongue — a poor attempt to silence your squeals since your girls are sleeping just down the hall.

the bed that you used to share betrays you, crying from underneath the languid push and pull of your bodies working together for orgasm. ex husband!sae is torn between capturing your teary face in the now and reminiscing all the times he’d fucked you or made love to you against these very sheets. the thought of your new boyfriend doing the same makes him hotter, makes him move faster — slurring and spitting his praises into your eager mouth as his balls clap against the curve of your ass and the crude mix of precum and your juices tie sae itoshi to you.

licking into his mouth, you lift a hand to curl into sae’s roots and tug hard in the way that he likes. “sae,” you mewl, breathless and bambi eyed. “feel s’fuckin’ good. hah! d-don’t stop, m-missed you!”

“don’t tell me what to do, ‘couldn’t stop even if you begged for it.” sweat beads on ex husband!sae’s forehead and he closes his eyes, hips stuttering even though they piston into yours. he can’t tell if you actually miss him or if it’s the sex that’s making you feel this way — and quite frankly, he’s in the same boat. he hooks your thighs over his shoulders and presses the entirety of his body over yours, putting all of his energy in to deep, long strokes that make you choke on your words and gush sweet and clear streams around the base of his throbbing cock.

“you feel me here, love?” your ex husband!sae, asks, magenta hair flopping over his eyes — his hips flush against your puffy clit as your juices pearl along side it. he gives you a rough thrust, fucking you like it’s your wedding night all over again and he hasn’t made the last few months of your life a living hell. like he loves you. “c’mon baby, pay attention. can’t believe you’re so shameless, letting me have you like this again. do you feel me?” sae presses down on your tummy where his thick dick bulges, the sensation making the whites of your eyes visible as they roll back into your skull.

you nod, delirious with desire, pussy trapping your ex husband inside of you. “y-yes, sae! f-feel you!”

“good, because i belong here, sweetheart,” ex husband!sae coos, an evil spark haunting his aquamarine eyes. “i’m the only one who ever gets to fuck you here. because no matter what happens — you’ll always be mine and i’ll always be yours.”

[escapenightmare]

grumpy bf sae taking care of sick reader, lil suggestive towards the end

"shut up."

sae turns and glares at you with those pretty eyes of his that you loved and hated at the same time, pushing your head back down on the pillow and roughly pulling the blankets over your body, then gently covering you all the way up to your chin.

"how'd you know i was gonna say something?" you ask with him a quirk of a brow. "you weren't even looking this way."

he shrugs.

"well, guess what i was going to say."

"i don't want to know," he lies. he does want to know, even if he knew that it was going to be something ridiculous. he wanted to know anything you wanted to tell him. "something dumb."

"i was just going to say that you're like a mom." you tell him, about to sneeze when he holds a fresh tissue— that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, to your nose. "thanks."

"you're welcome," he grumbled with a huff, fluffing up your pillows for you. "now shut up."

"i like annoying you," you say, smiling up at him sneakily but he thought you looked cute more than anything.

annoyingly cute that is, he corrected himself in his head.

"but you can't do that properly either," he says in a flat tone, unimpressed as he moves from your side to go around the room and clean whatever needed cleaning. he pauses then, and you catch a tiny, barely visible smile on his face as he says, "because i think it's more cute than annoying."

"that's so sweet," you laugh as you tease.

he turns back around to face you, concerned when your laughter turned into silence, "what do you need?"

"water would be nice." your smile is weak now, the sickness suddenly taking over. sae all but speed walks to the kitchen with you calling after him in a voice weaker than your smile, "hot water by the way! not that lukewarm shit."

"i got you," he returns to the room with your mug and hands it to you, placing a hand on the back of your head as you take a few sips. he takes the mug from you and places it on the side table when you're done.

"thanks sae," you give him a small reassuring grin that he doesn't find reassuring at all. "i appreciate you doing all this."

"it's what i should be doing," he rolls his eyes but they're looking down at you with so much love and warmth. "i'd be a bad boyfriend if i didn't take care of my sick partner."

"you're so romantic today, aren't you?" you tease again.

"say something like that again and air won't be the only thing you choke on tonight," he threatens.

"oh?" you grin, wiggling your eyebrows at him as he pales and then starts to blush when realization hits him. "i mean, if you're offering then sure." you shrug, "i'm definitely not complaining."

"you know i didn't mean it like that, i meant like, my fists... you know what i meant!" he struggles to explain himself and then shuts up, looking away with a grimace.

it's one of the only times in your life that you've seen the sae itoshi tongue tied.

but you were going to have to get used to it, because you're going to have him tongue tied more often than either of you thought.

[nagiiizsq]

sae who gets jealous so easily he cant stand seeing you with anyone else especially other guys he just gets so possessive over you when other guys try hitting on you he hugs you from behind kissing your neck and looks at the guy dead in the eyes saying “who’s this baby” with a small smirk on his face

sae who stares down your guy friends when they talk to you making them uncomfortable so they back off when you ask him why they stopped talking to you he just shrugs his shoulders acting confused

when you two go out in public sae will keep his hand around your waist or hold your hand he just needs to be touching you in some way to show your with him and not some bum

itoshi sae who pays for the everything and anything even when you aren’t together he’ll send you some money when you refuse or try give him back his money he’ll just laugh and send it back it’ll be pointless

sae who loves it when you babysit your nephew or baby cousins with him he never seen himself as a father but seeing how the kids smile and laugh around you gives him butterflies and imagine a future with you

(need this man neow😫😫😝)

[gojoroui]

MORNING KISSES

cw: established relationship, sae itoshi x gn! reader, fluff, sae wants his daily morning kisses, probably ooc ??

note: this could be for rin or any other bllk characters as well !! probably not my best piece though

sae is usually a very blunt and serious guy, but how could he hold up his serious face when you’re around?

every morning; cold or gloomy — sae will always receive his daily morning kisses from you. he sees it as a boost or fuel whenever he has soccer practice or a game.

and if there’s neither practice nor game, he’ll still want your kisses.

even though he never mentions it, he loves his mornings even more if when you two cuddle in bed or comb his hair, he dislikes how vulnerable he gets when he’s around you — but he’ll never tell how much he loves you either way.

there’s just something about you that sae just absolutely adores and loves — cause he isn’t very affectionate with everyone else. whatever the answer is, he’ll still receive his kisses — right?

well, today was a little different. you wanted to play around with sae and not give him his morning kisses, wanting to see how he reacted.

you quietly yawned as you slipped out of bed, “im gonna go brush my teeth, okay?” you waddled your way towards the bathroom in your shared room. “i’ll be back.” you said, trying to hold in another yawn.

sae’s eyes followed your footsteps. he held his emotionless face, but deep inside — he was confused at why you didn’t give him your attention and kisses that you gave him every morning.

unfortunately, sae isn’t a very patient person and decides to walk into the bathroom without knocking.

“ah! what the heck, sae!?” you nearly jumped at his sudden appearance and dropped your toothpaste. “don’t you remember to knock the door before coming in!? how rude.” you quietly muttered the last two words.

sae quirked up an eyebrow, knowing what you were up too. “don’t play dumb, y/n. come back and give me your kisses.” it was your turn to quirk up an eyebrow, “what do you mean, sae? i just want to brush my teeth.”

swiftly, sae started to tickle you.

“w-wait sae! ill give you y-your kisses, s-stop!” you laughed while trying to pry sae’s hands off from tickling you. this wasn’t the first time he uses this technique on you. you were a very ticklish person and he uses that advantage to get almost whatever he wants.

excluding being greedy.

he finally stops ticking you and leans close to your face — waiting for his kiss. you were easily out of breath — and sae started chuckling at how cute you were.

“so? where’s my kiss?” — how cocky. you mumbled something under your breath — “i hate you.” before giving sae a few brief kisses around his face and finally landing a kiss on his lips.

you gave a him a small glare, which he always find cute, before pushing him out the bathroom.

“do not forget to knock next time, Sae Itoshi!” you half yelled — half scolded before slamming the door shut in his face.

‘never doing that again.’

[vrmxlho]

—university rival! sae who saw you struggling to write your research paper due that exact night because you had procrastinated once again. you had gone to the library hoping to pour over journals that could help validate your findings but when words would usually flow effortlessly, today didn't seem to be your day. he saw this and mocked you for being so disorganised. but what you didn't know was that he had in fact found all the useful journals and checked them out. so when you drifted off to sleep after a long day of bullshitting your way through the paper he took your computer and wrote out your essay for you. it's not because he likes you! no, of course not! he just wants to see if he can beat his own grade.

—university rival! sae who buys you the wrong drink on purpose and leaves it on your desk every morning with a flirty message. you never found out it who it was but you had a feeling it was him. and if it was him you knew the flirty messages meant absolutely nothing. he was just doing this to distract you. however, he was foolish to think that his stupid flirty messages would do anything but make your heart palpitate a bit. nothing special...

—university rival! sae who hates when you bother to help out fellow classmates. he understands that you're a sociable and friendly person but he can't stand to see you so close to other people. no, it's not that. he just hates how you're getting extra tutoring experience that could help you in the future! yes, that's definitely it! so he pushes you aside with an arrogant remark telling you how he's better at that subject so he's probably also a better tutor. right??

—university rival! sae who purposefully kisses up to your professor so he can be paired up with you for a group project that's worth about 40% of your entire grade. no, it's not because he likes you?? it's not because he wants to spend time with you?? how absurd, it's obviously so he can sabotage your grade and finally be the undisputed number 1. after all, he is a horrible person.

—university rival! sae can't stop thinking about you every waking second. does he like you? god no. you're just so annoying, always debating with him in class. always trying to prove your points and speaking your mind. why would it be an admirable quality as your professor puts it? you're so annoying, always annoying him. gosh what's happened to his vocabulary. why can't he stop thinking about your annoying face, and annoying laugh, annoying everything?

[starriluvs]

Some things never change

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Sae Itoshi x Reader

Prompt: Sae and Reader who both meet at an Art Museum after seeing the other’s exact face in respective paintings from the 1600s? Fuck yeah. (Implied Reincarnation)

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‘Just what the hell am i doing here.’ Were the thoughts of a certain Itoshi.

Being dragged to an art museum by his teammates, Sae was less than happy as he bleakly looked around, that bored, unassuming expression on his face.

Art had never been something that had interested him. That was where football had taken its role.

Sae glanced at the paintings from time to time, before quickly shifting his attention else where. Nothing was catching his eye.

Until, his feet stopped moving.

The man didnt know why his body had seemingly moved- or well, paused on its own. And so, he looked up, fully taking in what he was looking at.

The large canvas of a beautiful person, in a medieval setting.

The painting wasn’t anything special, per-say. The same layout of a scene, littered with the ghosts of brush strokes.

And yet, even with its darker colours-only bright when shown on the figure, Sae almost couldn’t look away.

What exactly was transfixing him? He didnt know.

Though strangest of all, why did the figure in the painting seem familiar?

Their hair defined to the last strand, face holding a warm expression, and those eyes. The detail the artist had put into them- it made Sae’s own hurt from looking at the painting too long.

The man decided to step closer to take a look, checking the small information box next to the painting.

‘Huh’, he noticed.

S.I, were the initials of the artist.

No name, only the blanks of two letters to fill in the gaps of identification.

And too, a small message from the artist along with it. ‘Ray of Light, 1665. For my beloved, y/n.’

Sae decided to step back, a glimmer of interest in his teal eyes. Though, he decided to put it at the back of his mind for now.

When he walked off, he didnt realise how distracted he was until he nearly bumped into somebody.

Sae promptly apologised, not interested in sparing a second glance.

Until he did. That’s when he saw it.

You, the person who had nearly bumped into him, someone who bore a striking resemblance to the figure in the painting.

His eyes widened slightly at the connection. And you, were too having a similar realisation.

Unbeknownst to the Itoshi, there was a painting that you’d seen just down the hall that had caught your eye.

The painting of a man, who had definitely been painted in a good light. Rose-tinted hair, and emerald eyes that shone like sparks against his cheeks.

You’d been taken aback at the astute use of colours when it came to him, and fascinated at the lack thereof when looking at the surroundings in the painting- black and white.

The artist? Only a first name was written.

That being, y/n.

Along with the title, there was a small message left behind.

‘My Perspective, 1665. For my grumpy husband.’

Now, you stared at the very man from the painting before you, seemingly allured.

It seemed that, even paintings didnt fully show how beautiful the two of you were in the others eyes.

[3rdgymbros]

━ 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮 **** 𝐌𝐲 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫?

— pairing; itoshi sae x reader  

— summary; in which rin discovers that you and sae had a fling in spain, thanks to leonardo luna. set in the blue lock manager au.

— notes; please donate to my kofi if you like my content and wish to support me. reblogs are appreciated !!

❋ “[NAME], is that you?” Leonardo Luna turns to you with a smile and friendly eyes. “It is! Hey, it’s been a while!”

❋ You stifle a grimace, because well. You’ve spent a few seasons with Leo, and you know that he hides poison and barbs beneath the carefully polished veneer of kindness. “Hey, Leo.”

❋ “Y’know, Sae-chan’s been in a super foul mood since you left.” Leo says, dropping his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “Didn’t he ask for your phone number?”

❋ The question catches you off guard, and causes a wave of heat to rise to your cheeks. “He wanted it for training advice, so I told him to talk to my mom ─ Oh. Oh."

❋ Leo snickers.

❋ You hastily try to defend yourself in the face of his amusement. "Hey, I didn't think that he liked me liked me!"

❋ Leo tilts his head thoughtfully, letting his emerald gaze travel over you. "You're saying that after the gossip magazines caught you making out on the beach?"

❋ No, no, no.

❋ As if to illustrate his point, Leo pulls out his phone, almost gleefully shoving it into your face. His smile is sweet but false. And because the boys you're with are all a bunch of nosy gossipers, they cluster around the tiny screen as well, to your eternal mortification.

❋ To be fair, the picture isn’t as horrible as you’d thought. It certainly isn’t what Leo’s made it out to be. In fact, it’s almost tasteful, considering that you’d been in the midst of planting a quick, playfully smacking kiss on Sae’s cheek.

❋ Leo's doing this on purpose, you realise, all the while averting your eyes and wishing for a hole in the ground to open wide and swallow you up. You aren't sure how much Rin understands (considering that you've only been talking to Leo in English), but only an idiot wouldn't understand the implications of the picture.

❋ “You and my brother were together?” Much like the quality of his soccer, Rin’s spoken English is impeccable.

❋ Goodbye world, it was nice knowing you.

[cutecatlov3r]

sae x reader !

i'm a mixed baby (mexican and asian) who was raised on spm's music, and i was listening to his song "wiggy" and i just thought of this quick idea ! love spm and this song sm !

a/n: like, comment, re-blog ily ! not proofread :<

You sucked softly on Sae's neck, he was holding on to your waist, grinding his hardened cock on your clothed cunt. You both were not in a relationship, you two were rather friends with benefits. He didn't do relationships.

His voice was shaky, his breath hitching ever so slightly. It burned your core, he was so sexy... You wished for him to be yours...

You, by instinct, started sucking in the same spot on his neck even harder now. It would for sure leave some sort of hickey, you know for a fact he hated them but... You couldn't help yourself!

Sae snapped out of his trance, he knew you were applying too much suction on his neck. He furrowed his eyebrows, pushing you off him. He wasn't harsh or anything, it was more of an urgent push.

"Y/n... I swear to fucking God," he mumbled, walking over to a nearby mirror. You waited for him to notice your work. He sighed, looking at what you had done to his neck. "What the hell did I tell you about leaving hickeys? I don't like them Y/n, you know that," he groaned, rubbing his neck. His voice was monotone, not showing any emotion. He walked back over to you, pulling you on to his lap. This behavior sort of surprised you, you usually were the one who was doing everything when it came to sex.

"I'm sorry," you apologized, feeling a little bit of guilt.

Sae sighed, pinching your cheeks with one hand. His eyes glared into yours, with his other hand he slapped your cheek, not too harsh yet not too soft. It was hard enough to leave a stinging sensation. You loved when he showed any emotion with you, even if it was frustration. Afterwards, he grabbed on to your neck, tightly, pulling you close to him. His actions were so unlike him... It got you very excited yet nervous. His lips went towards your ear, your mind wandered to what he was planning to do.

"I'm going to have to punish you for doing this, tsk, such a bad girl,"

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[erosuguru]

Payback For A Damaged Doll

Sae itoshi X reader, royalty X commoner au this is kinda part 2 cuz established relationship/marriage, characters are 18+, Sae is borderline yandere but not fully, Rin cameo, approx 2.8k words

CW: NSFW, injury (ankle sprain), some dirty talk, oral f!Receiving, very minor violence like just 2 slaps, reader’s footsies hurt :((, no proof reading

Note: TYSM for the love on the prince Sae fic here is another part but this time make it horny, im gonna go to sleep and play games now

Sae prided himself on the quality he saw in things, weapons, items, artifacts and even people. He could tell a great deal just from one glance at the person’s stance, eyes and small movements.

When he married you he knew you were resilient and had a high tolerance for pain as you carried yourself with grace even as a corset crushed your ribs into a fitted shape. As a commoner you couldn’t have been used to these expensive corsets or high heels and yet you still held out in the painful ways of royal fashion all for the sake of presenting yourself in your best image and by extension, him as well.

Yet today, he saw you break

Sae had been leading you to the family archives for the sake of brushing up on your knowledge for a meeting later; this was just to be sure you’d understand the topic of discussion. The peaceful chirping of birds outside the windows as he passed them with you following behind him layered by the sound of footsteps echoing in the halls put his mind at ease, until he heard you let out a surprised noise, he would have thought you had tumbled down to the ground due to just a simple misstep had he not heard the familiar popping sound of a sprain.

His beautiful doll, struggling to stand properly as passing attendants and servants scrambled to help you stand back up, the sight agonized him. 

Sae shooed the servants as they tried to help you stand and he opted to picking you up by hooking his arm under your knees and pulling your torso up to his chest; a bridal carry.

“Bring a doctor to our quarters, now.”

“Yes, your highness!” One of the servants spoke and they all rushed off to either continue their work or attend to his order, he hurriedly walked back to your shared room- the only thing he heard from your soft lips were promised that you were fine that were immediately betrayed by a hiss of pain. He shushed you as you tried to complain again, knowing you were too stubborn to accept his help.

“Be quiet-“

“I promise I’m okay! It was just an accident! I can walk just- ah..! Fine..!” Sae felt his chest tighten, both at your bold-faced lie and the pain you felt.

“I’ve sparred enough with my brother to know what a sprain sounds like, you are hurt and I won’t stand to let you push through it.” His insistence silenced you, he was just as stubborn it seemed.

After he had settled you on your shared bed he moved down to check your feet seeing that a swelling was indeed forming around your ankle, he hurriedly loosened your clothes and pulled off whatever accessories or garments that would be a hassle for you however his movements were interrupted by your hand over his.

He couldn’t help but notice the way you flinched when his hands went to fix your legs and brushed over the heel of your feet.

“Sae- please, calm down for a moment, look at me..” you sat up a bit, not moving your ankle as he listened to your command staying in his place as your hand caressed his cheek.

“I’m alright, this will heal and I will be back to walking in no time! You said it was a sprain? I’ve had plenty of those growing up—“

“You don’t understand-“ Sae interrupted you and then himself as he let out a shaky sigh, pulling your hand closer to his cheek and kissing your palm “it.. something or someone caused this, I’m sure of it..”

His affections and theories intrigued you so much you couldn’t help but smile “and what are your speculations, my king?” You coaxed him to continue and he did so.

“… since you have been brought to the palace for me, to marry me, you’ve been so resilient…” he emphasized his words with a soft kiss to your wrist, his actions tugged at your heartstrings.

“Your stubbornness to surrender to the difficulties this shift has thrown at you amazes me, (Name). In all of your time here I have never heard a complaint from you, only questions on how to work around this life.” The way he says your name, as if he could taste sweetness on his tongue whenever he uttered it.

Sae’s hold on your hand tightened as he caressed your skin, he remained alert of his strength so he wouldn’t hurt you. “Which is why I believe.. you got hurt now because you have been neglecting to tell me of your pain, I do not wish to label you a liar but… can you tell me the truth, love?”

You felt guilt pool in your chest and spread like an unwelcome weed “… I assure you, I’m okay dear—“

“No- no, you are not! You’re!!…” he stopped himself from continuing as his frustration grew, he loved you and sometimes your dishonesty for the sake of not letting him worry only makes him want to shake you by your shoulders and demand you to be more selfish in your needs and wants, to recognize your position as his queen.

He stopped as a servant knocked, he granted them permission and they opened the door guiding the doctor inside, as the prince explained what happened the doctor confirmed that it could indeed be a sprain and explained a simple treatment.

The prince stepped out the room, unable to face his lover after making such an accusation towards you, he could feel you stare longingly at his back as the doctor began using a compressive cloth on your ankle. Sae decided it would be best to let you rest as he walked to calm his mind before talking to you again, he didn’t want his anger to get the best of him.

“All this for a sprained ankle?” A familiar voice spoke from behind Sae, he turned and found his younger brother Rin, hand resting his sword’s hilt indicating he is either returning or going to train in the courtyard.

“Leave me be, I have work to do”

“You mean digging into your conspiracy theory about how your wife sprained her ankle? That should be an easy solve.”

Sae immediately deduced he already has the answer, turning to him Rin would have grown concerned at his brother’s expression if he didn’t overhear your conversation.

“Speak, or I will make you.” Sae spoke through gritted teeth, he knew his suspicions were correct; something triggered this domino effect. You had always been strong in the face of this life so for you to suddenly get hurt like this was no coincidence of a ‘misstep’.

Rin was tempted to keep silent just to spite his egotistical older brother, but he only decided to tell him because he was actually fond of you, you weren’t an uninteresting snob of a royal and it would be his fault if something happened to you again.

“Well.. are you familiar with her dance instructor?”

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Rage, nothing but unbridled rage filled Sae’s mind and soul as a violent urge tingled at his finger tips.

‘I passed by the dance instructor’s ballroom lessons with her a multitude of times.. I assumed you knew of how harsh he was at scolding her or overworking her feet.’ His brother had reported to him the day prior, how has he never heard of this?

That rotten excuse of a dance instructor probably faked being polite and understanding to you whenever he would overlook your lessons just to stay on his good side, Sae mentally berated himself for never picking up on this.

Sae announced to you that you were excused from your duties to rest including from your classes, you wanted to argue as he moved about the room and wore his lavish clothes. He approached you and sat on the edge of the bad tipping your head up by your chin to face him properly, he couldn’t help but smile

“How are you this morning, my love?”

“My ankle is still in pain but.. I’m happy to see you have calmed yourself after yesterday.” He didn’t miss your guilty tone, concern riddled his features.

“I apologize for raising my voice at you yesterday, I grew scared and restless and took it out on you and for that I give my deepest apologies— you have every right to hate me for it…” he emphasized his apologetic regret by kissing the top of your hand longingly.

“No— it’s alright love, I understand, I would feel the same god forbid anything happens to you..” his heart twisted in his chest, even like this you would love him? He doesn’t deserve you.

“I have to go deal with a few errands, I will come check on you in the afternoon. I love you.” Sae settled a kiss to your forehead, getting up and bidding you farewell

“I love you as well!”

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

“… your highness?” The dance instructor was surprised to find the prince in the ballroom during your class time, the prince got up from his chair throwing aside his book.

“You’re late.” The prince simply noted, the instructor spoke again.

“Forgive me, sir- I had a problem this morning—“

“Did I say you could speak?” Sae immediately interrupted and circled the instructor slowly, hands clenched at his side as he watched the puny man as if sizing him up to eat- but he wouldn’t do that, vermin is too disgusting to digest.

The instructor grew silent and Sae stood infront of him, he wore an indiscernible expression that teetered on bored or disappointed.

“How is my wife’s ballroom dance technique, instructor?”

Silence, Sae grew irritated.

“Do you need to be told when to speak, like a child?” The instructor flinched at this and stuttered, debating on what to say

“W-well She is.. ah, a wonderful student!”

Sae approached the instructor as he spoke, he squawked random assessments for the sake of satisfying the prince and he could feel his stomach churn in disgust at this pathetic attempt to satisfy him.

The instructor was interrupted by a back-handed strike to the face that left his ear ringing and his cheek reddening.

“Do not lie to satisfy my suspicions, you buffoon.” Sae began “I know what you’ve been doing, I know my wife’s feet are in pain because of you, she fell and sprained her ankle.”

The instructor suddenly found his tongue heavy in his mouth “with all due respect- I don’t understand how I’m at fault, sir..?!”

SMACK! Another strike, Sae was tempted to begin punching the daylights out of him.

“You dare speak back to your king, pleb?”

Nothing the instructor could say would put Sae at ease, there is no doubt, this slime had the gall to overwork his dear wife and act as if he was doing a favor.

“The woman I love, the woman I married- your QUEEN has sprained her ankle as a result of your foolishness, I should have you hanged for treason.” Sae’s tone was dangerously low as he stared down the shivering instructor, every fiber of his being was screaming for him to break this man’s legs just like how he’s exhausted yours.

For a moment, his humanity came back to him as he remembered you lying in your bed waiting for him to return; what would you say if you knew he killed a man over you? He wanted this fool dead yet he knew his actions would transform into guilt and it would weigh down your beautiful soul. Sae can’t let himself do that, not to you.

“Leave this kingdom, and never return.” The instructor kept his head down as the prince chose the merciful route, so you won’t feel a splatter of blood on your loving hands.

A rational part of him wanted to tell him this was all immoral and illogical, but how would morality and logic serve him if you’d gotten a worse injury? It was a sprain now, what if it had been a broken bone or something more severe? What then? No, he had to nip the problem in the bud, all for the sake of his queen’s safety.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

You received news of your dance lessons being postponed indefinitely due to your instructor having to move away for familial reasons. A replacement instructor will be provided soon, you were happy with this news, the old dance instructor was so cruel to you and you were tempted to tell your husband but you didn’t want to act like a spoiled brat, not after everything he’s given you.

The door creaked open, your husband returned to visit you right as the first hour of the afternoon began, punctual as always. He approached you with a small smile and kissed you briefly, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “How is your ankle, my love?”

“The pain is still there but it’s more of a dull ache, thank you for asking..” you set down the book you’d been reading after setting in the bookmark, he offered you his hand and you accepted.

“I’m glad, I only hope the pain subsides faster…” Sae squeezed your hand gently, his gaze slowly shifting from the intense stare he maintained in his everyday life to a soft look he would only look at you with.

“My dear.. you know I love you, correct?” Sae asked and you nodded, smiling with those tempting lips of yours.

“Is there something wrong, Sae?” He held back a shake that wracked his body from a shiver, the way you said his name made him want to thank his parents for giving him that name, he shook his head.

“It’s nothing love, I just… I worry for you.. and I miss you..” he finished his sentence as he leaned forward and captured your lips with his, kissing you so tenderly as if you were a brittle rose. One kiss turned into two, two turned to three, now he had you laying on your back as he kissed your neck softly, one of his hands intertwining his fingers with yours and the other hiking up your nightdress.

“You’re divine, my love…” he whispered to you as he bit at the flesh of your neck, causing you to let out a sharp gasp that fueled his desire for you. He kissed at your neck and went down to your collarbone, stopping at the very top of your breasts and looking up at you with a desperate stare.

“May I taste you? It’s been so long, need to taste you..” had he been sobered up from the Lust he would have cringed at himself for this desperation but right now he didn’t care, he wanted your approval which you granted with a shy ‘yes, darling’ that melted his heart.

Sae was careful not to go near your ankle as he settled himself between your legs, licking his lips and moving your nightdress out of the way. He mentally thanked whichever servant helped dress you for leaving you without undergarments, holding your thighs apart as his hair tickled your inner thigh.

He licked a long stripe covering your entire slit in his spit, he repeated the action to ensure soaking you before beginning to suck and lick at your cunt like a man starved. Happy grunts from him and overwhelmed moans from you filled the room as your husband fucked you with his tongue.

“Louder, my love..” he mumbled between slurps, now targeting your clit and sucking to ensure your pleasure “I want the entire palace to hear you coming undone on my tongue…” he demanded and who were you to deny your king?

You ran one hand through his hair as he continued licking up your juices, desperate for more of you, your heart pounded in your chest as a familiar feeling bundled inside you. Sae could feel it, he could hear it in your beautiful moans, he shoved his face deeper between your legs licking and sucking with more vigor now.

“Sae— oh... Sae! Haa.. my king..! I love you..!” He could die between your legs as he heard your declarations of love, he tightened his hold on your thighs fingers pressing into the soft flesh, and licked at your clit rapidly, switching between licking and sucking just so he could have you drench his face.

He could tell you were close when your hold on his hair tightened, this was his signal for him to move his mouth faster and encourage you “mmmpf- yes, yes, cum on my tongue love, cum on your king’s tongue..” His words were layered with the wetness of his spit and your slick colliding with his tongue.

You stilled as pleasure washed over you in waves as your husband brought you over the edge, moving your hips as he let you use his tongue to ride out your orgasm he couldn’t help but smile, sitting up and making sure you were decent before crawling next to you.

Sae licked his lips to clean any residue left behind, sighing in satisfaction “Sweeter than the finest ambrosia~” he cooed and you couldn’t help but smile at his sweet words, tugging him down to kiss him.

[saeist]

a headcannon that nobody asked for! overprotective itoshi brothers

if there's one thing that sae and rin can at least get along and agree with, is that no one ever touches their baby sister aka you. like we're talking about no boys breathing within a 1 meter radius from wherever you're standing or they're getting it type of overprotective.

and if anyone tries to cross that border, well, get ready to pray for their sorry asses for even attempting to do such thing.

so when the infamous u20 vs blue lock match was happening, you bet your ass sae and rin (telepathically) were both "concerned" for your being knowing that they'll have to face the most dreading question one could ever ask the two brothers,

"who's that chick that has the same long under lashes like you?"

you were seated at the VIP area where all the rest of the teams families were also staying at. you noticed some had their player's respective jerseys on. you on the other hand, having brothers on both opposing teams, you could only do so much. you only had one balloon from each team in each hand.

hey, it's the thought that counts.

the first half of the match just ended and that means it was time for the half time. there, you took the opportunity to cheer for your two brothers, so they were aware of your presence.

"sae-nii! rin-nii! over here~♡" you wave

even if they were both on the opposite sides of the field, both sae and rin simultaneously looked up to find your voice

and of course that also means that their nosy teammates are also looking at your direction because, what do you mean there was another itoshi that they did not know about?

(both brothers purposely left out the vital information that they did in fact have a little sister because you know..)

"woah! who's that cute chick" otoya was the first to jump on rin. followed by karuso who also said the same thing

"rin, you have a little sister?" isagi joins in the little circle surrounding rin who looked like he was gonna bite somebody's head off.

"she's pretty" chigiri comments, also looking up at you. "long under lashes really run in the family~" bachira says in a singsong voice, waving at you

"everyone shut up!" rin barks, breaking away from the little circle that formed. by little i mean almost the entirety of the blue lock team (yes. including the bench warmers)

"rin-nii~ don't be mean" you yell from above, poking your tongue at him. rin gives you a "not the time' look that he usually gives you at home but to you it was fun to see rin so worked up because you know he's the one that gets verbal when it comes to you

there was a sense of satisfaction when you hear his team laughed and teased rin. choruses of:

"yeah rin-nii chan don't be mean to us~☆"

"just tell us her name, rin! we won't bother you again!"

"if i pass you the ball, would you give me her number?"

on the other side of the field, there was only one person sae has to look out for and that was no other than the man, the myth, the demon himself, shidou ryusei

when your familiar voice rang through sae's ears, you can only imagine what his face was. he clicks his tongue in annoyance and hesitantly looks up at your direction, wary that his teammates would also be looking with him

to his dismay, some were looking with him because who had the guts to call sae like that out in the open?

"she's hot isn't she, under lashes senpai~" he hears shidou tease behind him. sae reacts to this by giving him a good ol' wack on the head.

"that's my sister, you demon" sae spat, internally grimacing that shidou had those kind of thoughts about you. no, not on sae's watch. although, the realization only dawns upon sae that he just openly admitted that he had a sister

shidou somehow lived up to his insect nickname by jumping and zooming around sae in happiness or he says "i'm releasing dophamine~♡". while also screaming about how he now has dibs on you.

"you fucking demon. she's off limits"

sae may be shorter than shidou but damn, can he really threaten someone like it was nothing. shidou lowkey cowers in fear but he doesn't let that get to his head. in fact, he thinks this might be one hell of an opportunity to push the prodigy genius off the edge for once in his life

"if i score a hat trick, i'm getting her number. bet?" shidou proposes in a sing song voice. this agitates sae further. quickly shutting his offer with a simple, "hell no."

"then.. can i get yours instead?"

"if it means you backing away from my sister then i'll consider"

[angelltheninth]

The Name and Number You're Wearing

Pairing: Sae Itoshi x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, hook-ups, longtime crush, pining, masturbation, grinding, fingering, possessiveness, Reader is Rin's ex-girlfriend

Word count: 1.7k

A/N: Fanfic commissioned by @saedeukie.

He was your ex-boyfriend's older brother, and your longtime crush, the man you pined for, the man whose comfort you accepted when your relationship with Rin ended. The breakup was sadly inevitable, you grew apart too much, wanted different things, and with him still chasing after Sae's shadow there was nothing you could do to help. You knew about their brotherly rivalry, everyone in the sports words did. But you had no idea just how far Sae would take it.

He always seemed like the more calm of the two. He listened to your worries well, commented only when he deemed necessary but you knew he was listening. If he'd see you in the crowd he'd run by you, glancing to make sure your eyes were on him, feeding his ego more with your cheers, the loudest to his ears.

It started with those games you attended, his games, not Rin's because it was simply too awkward to be seen still wearing his number, his name, his jersey. It was the only one you owned until Sae took pity on you and gave you one of his. Not one of the ones you'd buy as merch, but his jersey, the one he regularly played it. It smelled like grass, dirt, a little bit of cologne and sweat. A generous gift, one that his fangirls would kill for. Yet you wore it to more and more games, you wore it at home, when you went to sleep, when you masturbated with the thoughts of him, "Sae, yes, your cock feels so good! I'm close, you're gonna make me come! Sae!"

Those first few orgasms were ridden with guilt when the high wore off. You felt like you were cheating on Rin even though you were no longer together. It took a long time for the feeling to go away, but the first time it did you couldn't stop, you came again and again, Sae's name on your lips every time.

Of course you would never tell him what you did in his jersey, you'd be too embaressed.

Sae did notice something else, how lonely you seemed. At first he'd make small talk after games, getting your input and your opinion on what his best moment was. "All of them." You'd joke and coax out the tiniest smile from him. Then he asked you out to drinks when his team won, which was every time. He'd keep an eye on you, walk you home and wish you a good night, eventually working up to asking you for a kiss, then a date, then another one until you were definitely more then friends.

You looked forward to seeing him more and more every day, spending a little more time with each other. Tomorrow would be your one month anniversary of officially dating. You couldn't wait to see him, you couldn't wait to ask him to fuck you, "I want it. I need your cock so bad." Your fingered your pussy in and out, wishing it was his cock, so close to your orgasm, you could feel it right there.

Knock, knock, knock! The sound echoed in your brain louder then it was, you cursed whoever was on the other side. Who would it even be this late at night? One of your friends maybe? They did leave hours ago, maybe they forgot something? You hissed in discomfort as you pulled your panties up, wetness pooling in them and walked yourself to the door.

"Sae?" You yelped when you saw him standing there, hands in his pockets, his teal eyes staring into your soul, "It's late, what brings you here?" Were you having another wet dream? The possibility made you press your thighs together to stop the wetness from dripping down.

If he noticed he didn't comment on it at first. "Tomorrow's our anniversary, I wanted to wait for it with you." His voice was slightly lower then usual, monotone yes, but he was normally sure to be heard. There was no one else beside the two of you here, so there was also no real reason for his apparent shyness. "Was I interrupting something? You look rather flustered."

The same look you'd have when your make out sessions would get too hated. He was playing with you, stepping closer so you'd step back, his eyes like watching the goal until the door was locked shut and your back was against the wall. You felt exposed, despite not being fully naked. You were exposed, weather you liked it or not drops of your wetness told him what your body needed.

"Lift it up, I want to confirm it for myself." His tone was serious, matching the one he'd use when he was playing with his team. What was the point of hiding it now? With every word you grew wetter, to say nothing about having him this close, noticing how horny you were. Of course he would, the observant man as he was. You went to lift the jersey up but he stopped you, "I didn't say remove it, I said lift it." Sae was telling you to leave it on, "It suits you don't you know?" You whimpered at the compliment, "Like my cock will suit you."

"Sae..." With his jersey lifted up he could see it perfectly, your wet panties and thighs, "You knew, didn't you?"

"I had my suspicions. You always sounded out of breath when I'd call you, you never wore my jersey when I'm around despite you insisting that you love it, yet you sent me countless pictures of yourself in it. I don't have to be a genius to know what you get up to." His hand cupped between your legs, eliciting a deep moan from your lips, your body growing hotter. "So wet already. You were just fucking yourself weren't you? Did you want to welcome our anniversary in a special way?" You bit your lower lip and nodded once, hips grinding down onto his hand, once, twice, three times and then you felt the white hot pleasure hit you. "Already? Must have been close." He sounded so unbothered by the fact that you just orgasamed all over his hand and clung desperately to his shirt, the only thing that kept you from falling.

You struggled to catch your breath while he held you closer. You didn't have to look to see he was hard, you could feel his cock straining against his pants, grazing your thigh. With shaky hands you palmed at the hardness, feeling it twitch against your palm. Before you had the chance to take his pants off Sae lifted you up and carried you to your bed room, ripping your panties off in the process and leaving them at the door.

Again you tried to take get fully naked but this time Sae gathered your wrists and pinned them above your head, "Maybe you didn't understand what that was about back there. I want to fuck you while you're wearing my jersey, my name and my number on your back, my scent on your skin." As his lips pressed against your skin you felt your heart skip a beat, an all too familiar heat pooling below even though you just came. His lips stayed on your skin as long as they could while he stripped his jacket and shirt off, forgetting them beside the bed.

His hard cock slapped against your pussy the moment his pants and boxers were down, "Fuck." You grinned, a little bit of a shine in your eyes as you grabbed his cock and gave it and long stroke, "You feel so good in hand. I'd give you a handjob but... I... well I... I want... you."

"You already have me, and I'll be the best you've ever had." There was such a competitive tone in his voice and the way he pulled you down, grabbing you around the hips, his normally protective touch now carrying such possessiveness. You could see that hard determination in his eyes, the same look as when he's getting into his zone on the playing field, one where he dominates.

Well you were all to happy to let him have his way, "Put it in then. Make me yours Sae."

His hips snapped forward, his hard cock making way inside your pussy walls easily. He was being all too sweet by holding still and letting you adjust for a few moments before pulling out, his tip poking inside just barely before pushing back in, an inch more, more, all the way in. Sae didn't let you look away while he increased his pace, you had to keep your eyes on him, "Don't look away, I want to see your face while were having sex. Unless you'd rather not look at the man fucking you?"

"No, no, only you, only you Sae. Sae, please, Sae." His name feel off your lips so easily, so naturally, "I need you closer." You opened your arms for him to sink into, his hips thrusting hard against yours, "I love you, Sae, I love you, please stay with me."

Your cunt clenched his throbbing cock, trying to convey how much you loved him, his cock too, how well it fit you, or rather how well you fit him. Your pussy the perfect shape for him, made for him and only him.

His face blushed so hard you could see it even in the barely there light in the room, "This is the first time you've said those words to me. I think I like hearing them. I love you too, you make my day brighter, and my night's too hopefully." His confession sent you over the edge, your cunt clenching and gushing around his throbbing cock. "Wait! Hold on, wait! Fuck! Shit! Forgot the-" Sae pulled back but couldn't fist his cock fast enough to stop the torrent of seed splashing your stomach, "Forgot to put on a condom."

"Oh." Condoms were the last things on your mind. "I... have some but it's a little late for them now." Sae ran his hand through his hair with a relived sigh.

"At least we have them for later." Later? "Ah, and by the way," Sae leaned over, smiling softy as he cupped your cheek in one hand, "Happy anniversary darling."

"Happy anniversary Sae." Your lips came together right as the clock ticked midnight, welcoming you both into the first of many anniversaries you'll share.

[tteokdoroki]

*ੈ🌩️‧₊˚— skeletons + sae itoshi.

૮˶ᵕ ༝ᵕ˶ა synopsis — sae doesn’t realise how much being away from home affects him, until he hears your voice again.

⭑ warnings — please read + mdni ! characters aged up to 20s, angst, hurt no comfort, long-distance, established relationship, mentions of mental health, pro player!sae, fem!reader - not beta read !

⭑ words — 2K.

⭑ notes — hi beautiful babies!! this is the first of a few fics i have queued for my week away. i wrote this a while ago and it’s based off of skeletons by keshi !! hope you like <3 - m.list ✩

in all honesty, sae itoshi doesn’t expect you to pick up. it’s way too late for you, just breaching the early house of the next morning in japan. there’s a seven hour difference between madrid and tokyo, sae knows because he’s looked it up a million times before anticipating a call or text from you. and right now, you’re probably sleeping, you’re supposed to have been sleeping.

but alas, your phone rings and you pick up on the third— voice groggy over the comforting crackle of static on the line. “h…hello?”  

for a moment, the older itoshi brother listens to you and your natural ambience. he notes your deep breathing, still recovering from the depths of sleep, and the slight whines you let out with your yawns as you stretch your stiff muscles. maybe it’s weird, but sae misses all of your sounds, he misses waking up next to them— curling his arm around your waist on nights you’d snuck over to his childhood home just to see him. 

“is anyone there?”

snapping out of it, sae clears his throat— fixing his voice as it sits hoarse in its base before he speaks. “it’s me, love.” 

“sae!” shifting from the sheets tells sae that you’re more awake now— alerted by the symphony of his voice over the shitty landline. “shouldn’t you be asleep by now?”

“could say the same for you, it’s four am over there.” he knows that he’s wrong, you’re seven hours ahead and it’s only ten pm for him — meaning it’ll be closer to five am where you are and sae itoshi is never wrong. he was born with impressive gut instinct and a quick mind but this time he’s wrong on purpose. he makes a mistake because he wants to stall for time, keep you talking a little longer and hear your voice for a few minutes more…because maybe that’ll keep the demons away.

keep his head floating above the water he seems to have fallen in. 

sae is drowning in his dreams, and if he reaches out he can’t touch them— to him, the greatest of all time…they’re unattainable.

“five actually, and my alarm is meant to go off soon. i thought you were it and then i saw your contact…” you manage to say through a yawn, rubbing your eye’s unbeknownst to your boyfriend since he’s halfway across the globe. if he could see, if he was there—he’d probably call you cute, wipe your eyes for you and force you back down to sleep. but he’s not here and he can’t see because there’s a distance between you that can only be fixed by grainy face times on your cells.

“i wanted to call.” the midfielder clarifies, cutting you off sharply but his words coat the inside of his mouth like cotton, as if they’re hard to say — melting over the line like rice paper on his tongue. 

“okay,” breathing slow, you hug your knees to your chest and let your silence tangle with the crackling static. “you don’t usually call first.” 

“i needed to hear your voice.” 

“i’m here. i miss you. do you want to switch to facetime?” sae has half a mind to tell you no. if you switch now, you’d worry— you’d see how hollow he’s become, how sleep deprivation eats at the pink tinge to his flesh and clings to the undersides of his dulling aquamarine eyes. you might think that he’s dying and perhaps he is. the pro player feels like he is. every day is harder, his bones feel heavier and his muscles weaker — he needs medicine. he needs you. 

you’re the only drug sae would ever inject into his veins— your smile, your laugh, your heart. they make him better, make him feel alive. so he relents, “gimme a sec, i’ll call you.” he grunts and taps the button to video-call, waiting for you to pick up again.

“there you are, handsome. tell me about your day.” blue light from the early  morning filters over your skin— the footage of the FaceTime call is grainy, probably because it’s still a little bit dark outside for you but you’re beautiful. to sae you’ve always been beautiful. 

the elder itoshi brother makes a small effort to smile at your compliment, the expression blooming on his cheeks which you mirror, happy to see him — he misses you too. “i don’t wanna talk about it. you do the talking. i just want to listen to you.” 

“alright well… i worked today— yesterday. sorry! timezones,” you miss the way sae winces at the mention of your time difference, the invisible divide between you both, as you settle back into your bed to admire him. “my shift sort of sucked, you know how it goes.” your boyfriend listens to you intently, makes faces at the complaints you make about customers, clients and coworkers alike. 

sometimes, the midfielder doesn’t understand you how you devote your life’s work, your beauty and intelligence to an industry that chews you up, spits you out like dirt and drives you to the edge of falling to pieces. sae doesn’t doubt you, he knows that you’re talented and wishes you saw the same value in yourself that he did. 

you deserve better. so much better.

perhaps he’s the same as you, working for someone else until he breaks and he’s better than everyone else— all in the name of becoming the best in the world.

“you hate your job. quit. i earn enough money to take care of you.” 

“and you hate yours. but you won’t come home where i can take care of you.” 

sae rolls his eyes at your quip because of how easy it is for you to read him despite the way he hides his emotions behind a clay mask. he’s always been like that, but he feels the need to tuck away the uglier parts from him even more of late— even if you’ve seen it all before. the late nights where he’s feeling sad and goes to bed, sae wakes up feeling even worse. especially without you but even now with your face on a screen, beaming at him the same way you have all your life— he doesn’t feel any better.

you’re meant to be his solace. 

quickly changing the subject, sae nods his head as if to push you in a different conversational direction. “tell me about what you did after work.” 

you hesitate, peering into his ocean eyes for a split second. “i went to see rin at blue lock. he’s…he’s doing really well, you know. you should come see him sometime. you’d be proud of how far he’s come since we were little.” 

it’s not that he doesn’t care about his younger brother, but the relationship between rin and sae itoshi is probably long past any attempts at repair. you’ve been stuck in the middle for as long as you’ve known them— pulling them close despite the boys repelling each other like polar magnets. 

you were the glue when they were kids, keeping the three of you together and to this day you still tried to manage the gap between the two brothers, despite their disputes. their differences.“can we please not talk about that half-ass piece of—“ you glare over the phone from across the globe and sae silences himself, pursing his lips to avoid scrutiny from the love of his life. you.

“you know, you never told me what happened when you first came home from Spain.” you blurt after a moment's quiet. “but i think i’ve always sorta known.”

“yeah?” the magenta haired midfielder challenges, brushing a hand over his tired face.

“yeah…” nodding subtly, you shift and roll onto your side— a solemn expression dancing across your features. “you changed. you hurt him, sae, real bad. rin changed too.” you say hoarsely, as if the words you’ve uttered burn at the insides of your throat like bitter liquor. “you’ve not shown that same fate to me, you know better than to lash out at me. but you’re different. you don’t smile anymore. not with your eyes like you used to — i miss that.” i miss you. is what you really want to say. not just physically, but emotionally. you want your boyfriend back, not the empty shell of skin and bones you have now.  

even sae picks up on the hidden meaning behind your words— he doesn’t smile at you like he used to.

for once the eldest itoshi decides to be honest with you. he thinks to tell you how stressed out he is, how he’s scared his plan for this soccer thing might not even work out. he decides to be honest  in words that he knows best and not all the details because he doesn’t want you to break over him. 

“talk to me, itoshi.” you cut through his thoughts like a knife through butter.

“i’m afraid of myself, and i hate it.” 

“then come home, sae.” it’s a nice offer, a tempting bribe. to be home with you when sae knows that would be the closest thing to giving up. he knew you wouldn’t get it. you wouldn’t understand how much soccer meant to him but you can’t be blamed for that. the thing you love most in the world isn’t your career— it’s him. “come home and be with me.” 

your wish would be as selfish as his — you don’t want him to give up soccer for you and he doesn’t want to leave soccer to feel better with you like he knows he would. 

“i need to make it to the end of the season — i have to.” 

“sae, you’re tired. you look like a ghost.” 

“i don’t even know if i’m going to make it.” he snaps, desperate and pleading with you not to make this more difficult than it already is. “but if i don’t try. then all of this will be for nothing. my goals have changed, but i worked hard for this and i will get what i want.” he spits out as if there’s acid on his tongue, burning through the little solace of love you’ve tried to wrap him up in. sae runs a hand through his silken locks, sighing as he briefly looks away from your crumpled face on the screen. “so stop asking me to come home for you because i won’t. it’s not worth it. you’re not worth it.”

you gasp, tears flooding your eyes. you know he doesn’t mean it, or maybe he does — it’s been difficult to read sae recently, he’s slipping from your grasp like sand between your fingers and you just have to let him. another beat of silence echoes between you both — but neither of you make the effort to speak. sae doesn’t correct himself and you don’t force your hand to make him apologise.

you care enough for him not to make him fight— to make sae choose his own battles. you’d never ask him to pick soccer over you, because you know what his answer would be regardless… but that doesn’t mean it hurts you any less to watch him destroy himself for it and to lose the boy you grew up loving to a sport you may never understand.

though, that doesn’t stop you from lashing out and bearing  your own fangs either — if he was going to throw salt in your wounds, you could do that too.

“i have to go, itoshi. get some rest, you look like shit, but you that’s what you want, right? it’s worth it to you.”  

you hang up before he can say a word and sae can’t bring himself to message and apologise. because he knows that you’re right, you’re telling him to pick soccer because he can’t make that choice for himself. 

sae itoshi is a pro player now. he’s gotten what he’s always wanted — he’s achieving his dreams as the corpse of the man he once was. the one who loved you proper.

but that doesn’t matter anymore, whatever his team wants out of him they get. 

since his skeleton’s out for the taking. 

[nagiiizsq]

Can you do Sae x female reader x Rin? The Itoshi brothers are fighting for her love.

ok so firstly i feel like reader is a childhood friend that they met in school their families are close and they’ve all just known each other for a long time

the younger itoshi brother had a crush on you for a long time but made sure to hide it from you and everyone else afraid you’d reject him and choose sae over him his older brother who is chosen for everything and obviously the favourite in his family

Sae knows about this little crush and honestly thinks it’s stupid he just sees you as his little sister nothing more and nothing less

when something happens to your mother you and you fly back to japan to support her the itoshi brothers find this out through their parents and decide to pay you a visit sae comes to see you first he doesn’t know what he was expecting but it wasn’t this you’ve lost all your baby fat carry yourself with much more confidence and have just matured he’s taken aback is this the y/n he used to know ? You tell him all about what its like in the states how your a real estate agent and life’s been going good but he honestly can’t focus have you always looked this good ? when he leaves all he can think about if you he just cant seem to get you out of his head

then comes rin he brings a big bouquet of red roses (or your favourite) and you instantly become shocked he still remembers what kind of flowers you like after all these years ? He even brings your mother a gift he’s still as thoughtful as he used to be

as you talk to rin and ask him questions about his football he also realises you’ve changed your not the shy insecure nervous girl he used to like for a while you even notice him staring at you and you just giggle he just starts to smile hearing you laugh warms his heart and its almost as if you two are back in Highschool when he had that crush on you

when the two brother find out they have a crush on you they both try to impress by buying you gifts

sae gets you materialistic gifts like if you’ve been eyeing a bag for a while he’ll get it lets say you mention those ysl heels in a conversation find them outside your door with a small note saying “from sae” hes got the money why mot spend it on you ?

rin however is a bit more thoughtful if you’re on your period and have cramps he’s outside you door with some paracetamol and your favourite snacks to watch a movie if you’re craving something or want to watch a new movie in cinema he’s already got the tickets and snacks with him his car parked outside ready for you guys he’ll always have time for you no matter what

both want you to pick them instead of the other but how will you when both are so sweet to you ?

(team rin loll but anyways this got a bit longg hope this is good enough)

[addrieana]

Boyfie Sae <33

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Sae x f!reader

pic not mine

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Sae, though he acts like he doesn't care, actually makes an effort to spend time with you even if it means skipping a practice. He is the type to automatically have a frown on his face if some random guy talks to you. Like I can just imagine him being all, "who's this guy, baby?" and glare straight at the guy. Sae likes face timing you everynight before you sleep whenever he's outside the country, just to make sure you're sleeping on time, and of course to see your face to ease his tiredness.

Sae who becomes shy whenever you tease him a bit too much making him blush a lot, which you do often 'cause you think it's cute. I think that if Sae actually let his guard down on someone, he would be the type to blush at some simple compliment, especially if it's his girfriend who's telling him all that. He has the bbg energy and he loves cuddles specially after he comes back from a tiring match, he just sinks in the bed after he showers and asks you in a sleepy voice that he wants cuddles. (umm... this is for my personal pleasure hehe).

Boyfie!Sae who likes to eat your cooking so much that he requests for it everyday for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Whenever he's with you, he doesn't get hungry nor order takeouts.

Boyfriend!Sae that buys you all kinds of souvenirs from all over the world everytime he has a match, be it a plushie or a merch of him.

Sae also likes to see you wearing his jersey because seeing his number on you makes him feel good which kinda makes sense because he's the possessive type of boyfie.

You love it whenever sae lets down his hair because, first of all, you're the only one who can see him like that and second is he looks hot when his hair's down.

Boyfie!Sae who realized one time when you came back to your hometown to visit your parents, that he actually can't live without you because you made him way too much dependent on you that he depends on you for things that does not have to do with soccer. It's like he becomes a child without you, and didn't even realize it until that moment. You were just suddenly surprised that he bacame a bit more clingy after you came back and helps you with chores around the because, "I can't be too dependent on you".

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Uhhh, I'm not really good at writing aloof people into a shy one but I hope you liked it ^~^. And I also don't know sae that much, huhu.