Danganronpa One-Shots (Requests Closed)

Despair Love (Junko Enoshima X Uke!Fem!Reader Lemon)

Thank you Chikage__  for requesting this. I'm sorry for the long wait, but I hope it was worth it.

Requests are still open, but I am slow with updates. My apologies, but college isn't easy... Anyway, enjoy! =^-^=

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If people asked you if you were on the 'good' or 'bad' side of the war against despair, you'd easily say the bad side. Although to you, despair is a wonderful thing to help spread to others, you also recognize that others don't like it. That's why it's so amazing to indulge in, especially with who you consider your goddess; Junko Enoshima.

She had been the one who introduced you to the wonderful feeling of despair, and even though you're nowhere near the influence of the ultimate despair, you most certainly are working towards that as an end goal.

Whether Junko fell in love with you because of how hard you worked to be like her with her obsession with despair, or if she liked you before then you'd never know. What you do know is that you helped her cause despair to her sister Mukuro by getting together and showing off how disgusting and worthless Mukuro is to you two.

It didn't take long for you two to get sexual in your relationship, and here you are once again being as risky as always. Mukuro would surely be back soon with the groceries, and Junko had you bent over the kitchen table, pants and underwear pulled down to the ground. You were blindfolded, and squirmed in anticipation for what Junko would do.

"Aw, look at you (Name); so desperate for my touch. Too bad you won't get any!"

Before you could say anything, you felt the sharp sting of a metal spatula hitting your left buttcheek, most certainly leaving a red mark where she hit. Even with the pain that came with it, you let out a soft sound that could only be identified as a moan.

Junko laughed at your pathetic reaction, instantly going for the other buttcheek, alternating between the two with harsh slaps. This is what she meant by not letting you feel her touch; all you were getting were the stings from the metal spatula.

"Junko, p-please..." You whimpered out, the desperation for Junko's touch quickly building up. The pain was so pleasurable, but you wanted to feel Junko's hand directly.

"Please what? You have to use your words if you want me to know what you want. Speak up!"

As flustered as you were, you managed to speak up, your face surely a bright red as you did so.

"Please use your h-hand... I want to feel your hands on my ass!"

Junko didn't respond for a moment, making you worried. You wanted to turn to look at her directly, but before you could do anything you felt Junko's hand slap your ass much harder than she had done with the spatula. It stung, but you loved it.

"I love seeing the despair you show as you wait for me to finally touch you myself. Your ass is so soft after all; so wonderful to grope."

Junko soon began grabbing your ass, making you squeak out in response, soft pants escaping as Junko continued. Junko loved your ass, but you weren't one to complain. She always managed to work you up quickly, it was actually a bit unfair.

"Turn around, I want to see your face."

Junko's tone was so stern and commanding, you could feel yourself only getting more wet as she said so. You turned around as she commanded, only to see that she was down to only her bra and underwear. Your face was bright red, which Junko only laughed at.

"What's that expression for? You really are pathetic to get so flustered at the sight of my beautiful body."

Pulling out a blindfold, you already knew her plans for it. She'd prevent you from seeing her beautiful body, only causing you even more despair. Although it would also make you more sensitive to her touch.