ftm reader x various oneshot book

Akutagawa Ryunosuke///lose the trench coat

((Some of these one shots are questionable. Hell, most of them are. This one is no exception. It's not my fault I'm dying to nibble his n e c k-))

"You know what Ryu, I don't think I've seen you in anything other than that trench coat."

(Y/n) looked at his boyfriend, thinking of an outfit he knew would look super cute on him..

"Of course not. Rashoumon-"

"Works with any clothing you wear, right?"

"...Yes. Your point being?" Ryunosuke looked unamused at having been interrupted.

"You wouldn't be defenseless if you wore something else. I know you worry about that, but would you please try something else on? Just for a few minutes? I saw this outfit this morning in my closet and I thought you'd look good in it.."

"Fine."

(Y/n)'s expression was bright with happiness. "Really?"

"Sure, if that's what you want."

"I- yeah! Let me go get it.." (y/n) rushed to his closet to get the outfit he had in mind: ripped black jeans, a black shirt and a black and white striped undershirt. "Okay, here you go!" He said, placing the clothes in Ryunosuke's pale hands. "Now lose the trench coat," he added with a wink.

Akutagawa blushed at the suggestion, lowering his eyes as he said, "Perhaps you could not watch?"

"Oh, I wasn't going to watch!" (Y/n) insisted. "Unless you had wanted me to.." He turned away politely to let Ryunosuke change into his clothes. (Y/n) listened to the rustle of fabric in anticipation.

Ryunosuke finally allowed him to turn around and face him, leaving (Y/n) flustered. He's really wearing my clothes... Ryunosuke looked dashing in (y/n)'s edgy clothes, and (y/n) thought "You should wear my clothes more often."

He didn't realize until he saw the ravenette's facial expression that he'd actually said it aloud.

"O-oh, I just meant-"

"Maybe I will wear your clothes more often."

"...!"

"And maybe you should try on something of mine."

"I- really?!"

Ryunosuke wordlessly led (y/n) to his room and began browsing his closet for the perfect outfit for (y/n). He finally handed the (h/c) male his black trench coat. "I- I can't wear this, it's so important to you-"

"And I'm telling you to wear it."

(Y/n) hesitantly pulled the coat over the clothes he was already wearing, savoring the faint scent of Ryunosuke that lingered in the fabric. "This is a comfortable item, I can see why you wear it all the time, Ryu." When (y/n) noticed Ryunosuke was just looking at him unresponsive, he asked, "So, um. Does it look okay?"

"Does it look okay?" Ryu repeated. He was slightly flustered, looking at (y/n) through his dark lashes. "I think I'll have to give you one of my coats to wear all the time."

(Y/n) gave him a high-voltage grin and said, "And I'll wear it with pride!" He reached up/down (it depends on your height,, our man Ryu is 5' 8" or 172 cm tall) and kissed Ryunosuke's nose. "You're such a cutie, Ryu!~"

Ryunosuke was still a blushing mess at this point, made worse by your comment. "N-not as cute as you."

"Aww!~ you're such a sweetheart," you gushed, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him into a hug. "You act like such an asshole most of the time, but I like seeing this softer side of you too, y'know."

He buried his face in your hair to hide how embarrassed he was. "Y-yeah, whatever.."

You held him for a while longer, grateful for the physical contact he so very rarely allowed.

"I can actually see your neck, for once," you noted. "If I wanted to, I could reach out and bite it.."

You made no moves to do so, instead watching his face to gauge his reaction. He looked almost eager. "You can, if you want."

"Is that what you want?" You asked smugly; you could clearly tell from his expression that he wanted you to, but you still wanted to hear it from him.

"I-yes. I want you to."

"You want me to...?"

"To-to bite me."

You flashed a devilish grin before you started nibbling the soft skin of his neck. You were surprised to hear him moan as you trailed your lips further down his neck; you never thought he'd be very vocal when it came to these things. But boy, was he. You didn't think that what you were doing merited such sounds, but you weren't complaining. You sank your teeth into the space between his shoulder and throat and felt him squirm.

"Are you okay with this?" You asked, mouth hovering over his skin.

"Yes, why?"

"You seem to be unable to stand still, is all. And you're very..noisy." You looked up/down to him with a devious grin.

His cheeks were red when he replied, "What you're doing, it...feels nice."

"Oh?~ then I guess I'll continue."

You put your lips against his throat again, flicking your tongue against his delicate skin which resulted in the most delicious sounds falling from his parted lips.

He let his head fall back, further exposing himself to you. 

"I'm surprised you're so submissive," you joked. This seemed to snap him out of whatever reverie he was encapsulated in, as he faced you with eyes glittering with the promise of fear. His intimidating gaze did its job, making you gulp. "I-I.."

"Maybe it's your turn to be submissive," he said, his voice deep and menacing and...kinda hot...

"W-wait, Ryunosuke I-" Ryunosuke captured your mouth with his, you letting out a muffled sound at the pleasant surprise. His hands roamed you, tangling in your hair and trailing down your flat chest. You had fallen back onto the bed at this point, him straddling you as he continued to kiss you, the kisses becoming more passionate as he brushed his tongue against your lip, as if asking for permission.

Your lips parted, allowing his tongue to meet with yours, your back arching to bridge what little space remained between you, pleasured sounds seeming to escape your mouth of their own accord. Ryunosuke was pleased that he could have this affect on you, letting his hands drift down to your thighs. This was, of course, when things took a turn for the worst.

"(Y/n)-kun! I brought back your book- oh." A certain tall, bandaged individual had barged into your room with no consideration for your privacy.

"Dammit Dazai, why do you keep interrupting us? This is only the most overused fanfic scenario, and the author is so stupidly lazy to be using it yet again!" You turn to glare at me, the author, causing me to grimace at the awkward position I've put myself in.

Dazai was confused, and just left the room without another word.

You look back to Ryunosuke to see him trying not to smile. "What's so funny?" You asked.

"That was amusing," he simply replied.

"Oh, okay! I'll make sure to tell Dazai to be here next time we're making out, then," you said sarcastically. 

"Was that a joke?" 

"YES, it was a joke! What, do you want Dazai in here?"

"....no."

"Okay then!"

"...is there a reason you're so upset?"

"I don't know, I'm just pissed Dazai just barged in here uninvited."

"We could always continue...?"

"That'd be nice," you said, smirking as you pull his face down to kiss him, hands knotted in his frilly cravat. You decided to postpone killing Dazai for now.