SaiOuma/OumaSai OneShots

Game Night (Smut)

((//Also for some reason all my smut ideas are video-game based---//))

((Sory for so many A/n's,,but-- ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴏʟᴅ! sᴏʀʀʏ--

I've been working on this for so long,, wtf-- I need to stop procrastinating tbh---//))

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''Shumaiii!~'' Kokichi stumbled out from behind the kitchen door, only to greet Shuichi with a small container stuffed with Nintendo Switch games. ''Cmon sourpuss! Lets Play!~'' He exclaimed excitedly.

Shuichi sighed, giggling straight after. ''Kokichi, I'm cooking dinner, can it wait?'' He smiled half-heartedly, trying not to look nervous. Ouma just pouted in reply.

''Um... how about... NO! Pleeeeeeaaaaseeeeee??? I really wanna defeat you at Mario-Kart! You've been busy all day! It's no fair!'' The shortass complained, placing the Switch games ontop of their white marble bench, whilst plucking Mario-Kart from the group.

''...' Saihara glanced sadly at the items currently placed upon the counter. He huffed, before ruffling his husband's silky soft hair. ''Fine. But you have to help me cook afterwards.'' Kokichi grinned, proud of his achievement. He grabbed Shuichi by the other's snow-white hand, then rushed out of there at the literal speed of light.

~

Ouma had properly set up their brown leather couch, incredibly fluffy cushions- along-side multiple gentle, dull purple and blue blankets- had been neatly placed to make the entire thing more comfortable. The aroma of roses and lavender wafted around the living-room, creating the perfect atmosphere for gaming. It was even complete with whole stacks of Panta- and doritos-

''Where did you get all of this?'' Shuichi mumbled, still highly impressed. ''Oh, I stole it from Momota.'' Kokichi seemingly cheered himself on, as if this was something to be proud of. ''babe... That's ille-'' His boyfriend abruptly cut him off mid-sentence. ''Pssshh, who cares?~ Come sit with me!~'' Shumai's heart melted at how adorable Ouma was when he wanted something, he loved him so much.

Kokichi fiddled with the Tv a bit, then messed around with the remote, somehow getting it to work properly. ''Aaaaand...Done!'' Ouma jumped onto his taller boyfriends bony lap. Shuichi however, help back a groan of pain.

''Alright, Ready?'' Saihara questioned the 5'1 male. Kokichi scoffed. ''More ready than you are!''

And that was entirely true.

Two hours of playing, and Kokichi Ouma, The Ultimate supreme leader- had beaten the detective at every.Single.round.

''Pffft! You suck at this Shumai!~ I'm so disappointed!'' He wailed, not having any real challenges started to bore the leader.

And then, Shuichi had an idea. A stupid idea- but still a winning strategy nonetheless. ''Whatever! You're friends with the Ultimate gamer! But just you wait, i'll win the next round, trust me.'' Shuichi whispered the last part directly into Kokichi's small ears. Ouma shuddered, which caused Shuichi to grin- knowing he had an advantage. 

~

Ouma comfortable wiggled further onto Shumai's lap, forcing the taller boy to hold back a groan. They had just started- but Kokichi was already beating him by a long shot.

''Nishishishi! You suuuuuck Shu Sh- nnnhhn...'' Ouma stiffled out a moan- his boyfriend was gently nibbling on the gremlin's earlobe, keeping his strong gaze on the screen.

''Sh- ahhnn... Shuichi?'' Ko shuffled. He could feel his face reddening, hoping Shuichi wouldn't see it in the dark.

''Haha.. ah... thats ch-cheating Shuichi!~'' Ouma tried his best to hold in all of his lustful moans, the smaller bottom continued to shuffled further into Shuichi's touch, secretly wanting this feeling.

Kokichi's  shuffling slowed him down greatly, as he was only limply grappling onto the Switch controller. Saihara slowly moved his lips down the Leader's pale skin, trailing light kisses and hickies- claiming the detective's territory. '𝘐𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦'

''Shu~! Ah!~ St-stop it, y-you a-ahn... assh-hole!'' The smaller boy placed upon his lap tried to force his pleasured stuttering back.

Shuichi stopped. Ouma glanced at him confusedly. ''Wh-wha? Why did you st-stop?'' Shuichi smiled, before continuing. ''Your command, not mine~''

Ouma growled, grinding on Shuichi gently. ''P-please... Just...'' The boy's mask was fading, and it scared him.

''Just what?~'' Shuichi cooed, grasping the smaller boy's dick roughly, causing him to gasp.

''Shuichi.. Just- Just fuck-...-ing get this o-over with...''

Shuichi had already beaten Ouma at this point, he managed to surpass in in mariokart- for the first time.

Shuichi quickly slipped both the current bottom's plain white pajama pants- and his colourful red and yellow underwear off. He grinned at the sight before him- before re-grasping Kokichi's small-ish dick. 

''a-ahnn... Shu-chan.. I...'' The poor boy couldn't even finish speaking before his dominant boyfriend pumped his cock faster than lightning, not going gently for a second.

''A-Ah~ F-FUCK! Shu- SHUICHI-'' Ouma screamed. Saihara tore off his dark blue sweatpants, using one hand to pump the other boy, the other to stretch his tight little hole. The gremlin burst out into an incredibly loud serious of moans, screaming every-time Shuichi fingered his prostate.

''F-Fuck!~ Shuichi!~ Please.. put it in...'' Ouma groaned.

''Ah~ S-sorry babe, Author-chan has been working on this chapter for three weeks~ They g-give up babe...'' Shuichi pulled his fingers out, placing the incredibly confused boy upon their comfy couch.

''What?'' Kokichi questioned.

''Wanna shower? You're erm... not very clean..'' And thus Shuichi grabbed Ouma's gentle, cum-covered hand- and dragged his beloved to the bathroom.