CHAINSAW MAN | Meron's Book of Degeneracy

SOLO! AKI X READER (PWP)

WORDS : 962

KINKS INCLUDED : Self-degradation, masturbation, solo-male

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    Aki lied in bed, staring up at the ceiling. He was restless tonight and his mind was engulfed by the sole thought of you. You plagued his thoughts and no matter how desperately he tried to distract himself by piling more and more work onto himself, he couldn't.

    The room was silent with only the soft hum of the lights outside of his apartment and the low whirr of the fans rotating near his window. He would draw in a deep breath and began to kick off his blankets. He would slowly sit up, making sure not to wake up the two roommates he had that were sleeping in the room next to him. He was slow and quiet with his movements, his fingers brushing up against the tent in his pants.

    Aki let out a shaky sigh as he quickly pulled his hand away and back at his side. What was he thinking? Would he really give into his temptations and masturbate to the mere thought of you? His fingers clutched the duvet beneath him, gritting his teeth. He couldn't understand why you had enraptured him with your .. basic appearance. Maybe it was your charm and consideration, slowly inching your way into his life little by little. Your stupid snarky jokes, your attempts to make him smile. It was all a part of your plan to ... well, he wasn't sure what you wanted to do.

    It was just the imagery of you making a B-line towards you, begging for his attention. He hadn't had that kind of attention in so long that it was overwhelming, but rejuvenating at the time. Especially by you. An attractive, kind-hearted, and funny girl. With shaky breaths, he would begin to pull his waistband down to his thighs, just enough to have his cock spring up from his underwear and twitching in the cold air.

    As if he was forced to, he would hesitantly wrap his hand around the girth of his cock. His long, skeletal fingers gently pressing itself into his manhood, he would let out a nervous sigh. Aki closed his eyes, imagining it was your warm hands. Your warm- minimally scarred hands palming at his erection to get a rise out of him. His heart seemed to drop at the imagery.

    He was filthy for imagining his coworker like this.. His hand would release some of the pressure before reluctantly reapplying the grip. Aki gently began to pump his fist up and down, eyes still closed. Your eyes looking up at him between his thighs, kissing at his tip lovingly with the same smile you share with him in the morning when you wait in the lobby to greet him, no matter what the higher-ups advise.

    A shiver of shame ran down his spine, but he couldn't help it. His thumb ran over the head of his cock, collecting the pre-cum that had already begun to dribble out as he jerked off. He could feel the warm liquid stick to his fingers as he pinched them together, eyes peeking out to see the string connecting the distance between his thumb and index. Aki couldn't help but feel absolutely disgusted with himself. He thought of himself as something better than his coworkers, yet here he was. Masturbating to the mere thought of you between his legs.

    He would sink into his mattress, head resting on the wall as he grabbed a pillow, hugging it with his free arm as he returned to rutting against the inside of his hand. Aki let out hitched, shallow breaths as he sped up. His hips beginning to buck forward up into the air, he would crane his head forward to hide his mouth into the cloth, further muffling what little noise he made. He whispered your name into the pillow, cursing under his breath. Even though there was no way for someone to decipher that it was your name he was cooing out, he couldn't help but cover it up as much as he could.

    You were his sick little dirty fantasy. He would turn to his side, curling up against his pillow. Aki would release his cock, hugging his pillow and proceed to shove the tip of his member into the cotton pillow covers. His jaw unhinged, his tongue beginning to hang out with a slightly louder whine.

    "Fuhh.. Fuck.." He groaned out, his hips jolting. A small stain appearing from the continuous flow of pre-cum, he would turn his head into his mattress and let the covers engulf his flushed face. His cock was painfully sensitive from the prolonged neglect, along with his infuriating lustful feelings towards you. Aki couldn't help but imagine you underneath him, back arched and ass pressed up against his groin as you looked back at him. Using him as a play-thing, easy to tease and rile up.

    The imagery quickly got him a tingling sensation in his stomach, a croaking moan coming out of his throat. He couldn't even think of the consequences right now of his selfish actions and the possibility of waking up both Denji and Power. Aki's mind was completely swallowed by his sinful libido, completely hindering his foresight. His body began to shake, close to releasing his seed onto the pillow.

    "Pl-please.." He sputtered, eyes tightly shut as his hips began to stutter and with a final, powerful thrust into his pillow, ropes of pearly cum began to pelt the pillowcase and stomach. Aki's legs felt numb as his cock twitched, the cumshot falling to a trickle. He pulled away from the pillow, assessing the mess you caused. Aki's vision was blurry, still dazed from the orgasm, and he'd let out a disappointed sigh.

   All because of you... He'd have to do laundry a day early.