Raekkuno Stories

Stress Relief (SMUT Short Story)

AN: So this is a smutty take on the stress relief story that I did a while back. This is for two separate requests that I got in one singular chapter, one where Rae comes back from a stressful shoot and another one that simply requested some soft smut. Killed two birds with one stone for this one! Still though, thank you to those two requesters for handing off your ideas to me.

Anyhow enjoy!

Rae's POV:

"Thank you again! You're the best Amanda!" I told Amanda as I unbuckled my seatbelt and opened the passenger side door to let myself out of her car. Man, she really is the best assistant that any person on the planet can ask for, isn't she?

"Not a problem at all boss!" She replied to me as I picked up my phone that had just now fallen out of my pocket and onto the seat. God, I hate it when that happens, I hate today in general! "Hey, I've been meaning to ask you, are you feeling okay boss?" Amanda asked me out of the blue, causing my head to snap up and for me to realize that I've more or less been frowning all day.

I guess there really is only one way to say it. I'm stressed. Like really stressed, as in, stressed to the point where I can't even have fun with my friends anymore. And it's not like it's at all because of my friends either, especially Sykkuno, he's been... a really good friend to have recently... but it's just everything else about my life at the moment.

The stream vibes have just been off lately, I feel like I'm doing shoots 24/7, my mom is always asking me to buy her a bunch of shit, and to top it all off I'm like getting three hours of sleep per day. Even though I'm more successful than ever before, I have more friends than ever before, and I should be feeling better than ever before, I wasn't. I just simply wasn't. There was a time, more notably around early to mid 2021, where I was really at the peak that you'd expect me to be at, but ever since that stupid RFLCT drama that happened around the end of last year things have just been infinitely more stressful.

I walked up the walkway that led to the stoop of my house. I climbed up the porch and reached inside my pocket for the key to my house, which unsurprisingly I dropped as soon as I fished it out of my pocket because of course I did! I bent over, feeling a crack in my back that actually hurt enough to make me yell out in pain, and once I had picked it up I slowly stood back up straight and unlocked the door, allowing me entrance to my own fucking house. The world really can't so much as let me enter my own home without a hitch can it?

I walked through the doorway and was instantly greeted with a sight that made me smile. It was Sykkuno, sitting on the couch, looking up at me having patiently waited for my arrival. I closed the door behind me and greeted him.

"Hey! How long have you been waiting here for me? I'm a bit flattered to be honest." I told him how it was as I slowly walked towards him, feeling my face turn slightly red.

"Yeah well when you said that you were going to have a ten hour long shoot last night I figured you were going to need this when you got back." He explained himself as he scooted one space over on the couch, allowing me to sit right next to him, which I gladly did right as he moved. We smiled at each other, grateful for one another's company, or at least that's how I felt about him.

Sykkuno and I... we've been a bit... odd, to say the least. I don't really know how to explain 'us' currently. We're... friends with benefits? I don't really know, we don't have sex at all, as in no intercourse is had between the two of us, but to say that we're a bit more than friendly with one another would be an understatement. When we first became roommates we were completely platonic, we were friends who lived with one another, it was good as is! But then one day when I kinda cracked from the pressure of all the recent stress I kinda just opened up to him that night in his bedroom, just the two of us and, I don't know, there was just such a comfy and special vibe and essense in that room that night, and while we ended up sleeping in the same bed, we didn't end up doing the deed. Then the next night I went back to his room and opened up even more, since I felt really comfortable with him due to the night prior, and to say that I didn't expect his way of 'treatment' that night, would be an understatement. While I didn't expect the advances and ways of helping me that he pulled off in that night, I absolutely cannot deny that it made me feel SO fucking good, and was really the only recent time of euphoria that I can remember in recent memory. So it kept happening, and eventually became a daily thing that soon turned into the highlight of my day.