🍋(: Kiyouma oneshot :) 🍋(DRV3) (PREGAME)

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As I stated in the description of this story, this was a request. I have never written smut before so feel free to be like "Omg. Why the hell did you do this; that wasnt epic cash money. Stop." Criticism is good.

anyways.

Enjoy. I guess.

Oh, and if you haven't picked up on this yet (which is understandable) this is smut. Bonk bonk= horny. They go bonk bonk in this story. I am sorry for your eyes. and thoughts. 

Ouma POV

     It's a dark night, cold. Lonely. My parents are not home, and I'm bored. It's raining very hard. Kiyo's is always an option. I can always go over there. I slip on my big hoodie over my pajamas (i.e one of kiyo's t-shirts and some shorts), and crawl out of the window. My room is on the first floor, so it's easy. I pull my backpack off of my bed through the window, then shut it. I won't be coming back until tomorrow. I open my umbrella and start walking. Flashlight out. It doesn't take too long to get there.

     When I do, I prop up the ladder he leaves out for me against his window .I shut my umbrella, and I start to crawl up it. Slow. 1,2,3, stop. Stabilize. Repeat. Until I reach the window. I've done this enough times to have a method. I slide the window open. "Kiyo..?" He's at his desk doing school work. He glances at me. "Hello darling." I crawl in fully. "Hi." I set my bag on the floor and shut the window. He turns towards me in his spinny chair. It's nice and dark in here. Lit with a warm lamp. I sit myself in his lap, my legs dangle across the arm of the chair. He turns back to his desk. "Are you busy...?" I hum into his neck.

     He leans into me. "A little bit, dear.." I stare at the thin strands of hair that have fallen out of his neat ponytail. I slowly reach for it. "I'll be quiet.." I hum. Entranced with it. I twirl it between its fingers. "You don't have to be..~ I'm almost done." He coos into my forehead. I lean into him. Feeling his heartbeat. "... Okay.." I mutter gently. He kindly plays with my hair. Filling out a few more equations. His hand travels down my back. Gentle. Strangely gentle.. He's in a mood... "Have you finished your homework, darling..?~" He hums. I nod. "Of course..." My tone is quiet.

"..Good boy.."

     I feel myself getting red. ".... I'm going to cuddle up in bed.." I feel him grin against my hair. "Oh...? But you're soaked.. I wouldn't want you to catch a cold.." True.. "Let's get you cleaned up dear.."

     ".....Alright." I slowly stand up. Legs shaking. He stands as well, stretching. He's clearly been sitting for a while. I start to pull off my hoodie, but he stops me. "In the bathroom." I put it back on. He scoops me up in his arms. Long and graceful. I yelp. "Shh.. I'm not home alone dear.." I go more red. "....so-" He pecks my forehead. "Don't apologize."

     "K-kiyo.." I hum. Covering my face. He chuckles softly. Setting me back down. "I'll meet you there... alright...?" I nod. "Good." I leave. I know how to get there. About 5 minutes later, He enters with fresh clothes, and a towel. There's a strange tension between us. It's thick. Hard to breathe in. He sets the clothes on the clean countertop. He's thinking. Calculating his next moves carefully.

     He steps towards me, so I do the same. I know what he is thinking.. What he wants to do.. And I will let him, because I want him to. I look into his eyes the best I can, nodding. He gently starts stripping me of my clothes. He's very gentle.. His fingers gently peeling away the wet fabric touching my skin. It feels... nice. I lean into it.

     I know that he is teasing me. The way he is "accidentally" grazing his thumb underneath the waistbands of my shorts. He wants me to beg for more. But I won't give it to him so easily.. I set my hands on his hips, rubbing small circles into his skin. He chuckles. He's unaffected. Kiyo sets his hands on my waist. Gently squeezing it.. Making his way down.. I look up at him. He has a soft smirk playing on his lips. He leans down to my ear. "You are enjoying this, aren't you...?~" His voice is smooth.. Collected. "....Yes.. I do.." His hands tug at the waistline of my shorts. "Good... I want you to enjoy it." His voice shifts in tone. He scoops me up once more, like it's the easiest thing in the world, and takes me back to his room. He made sure to grab the clothes before going.

     I know why he brought me back. Protection. He throws the clothes on the floor, and pins me to the bed. I kissed him, making sure to open my mouth for him. He kisses back. It's like a battle of tongue. Desperate. Passionate. His tongue is winning. I softly hum. Leaning into it. Its brain numbing. I desperately press my hips against his. I need him. So. Fucking. Bad. I can feel him. He's so close, but it's not enough. I need him.

     He grins, pulling away. We both huff. "So desperate.." He whispers. Gently squeezing my thighs. "Please.." I whisper back. Hands touching his face. "Please what..? Be specific." He demands. Tone becoming a bit harsh. "Fuck... I need you.." I mutter. I avert my eyes. "You need me..? For what.." He presses deeper. "..Fuck... me." He chuckles. "Language." I pout. "Please fuck me."

     "There you go.." He coos. Gently pulling off my shorts. "That wasn't so hard, was it..?" I bite my lower lip, shaking my head. My eyes pull themselves to the tent in his jeans.. How it's poking me. Prodding.. I reach for it, just to have him pin my arms above my head. I watch his movement. He uses his free hand to take himself out. Shit.. I can't look away. He takes off his belt too; using it to bind my hands together. "Ouma dear.." He hums. "..Yes..?" He pecks my cheek. "Close your eyes." I don't question him, simply do as I'm told. I feel something cover my eyes. It's silky. "That's good..." He hums.

Rubber noises.

     He gently squeezes my sides. I arch my back a bit for him. "..Are you ready..?~" He hums into my ear. "Yes." He chuckles. "Wonderful.." His hands trail down to my hips, lifting them. Something is placed underneath my lower back. He kisses my cheek. (awee kiyo just wants him to be comfy sobs and explodes dead.) He spreads my legs.

     He prods [the entrance], before slowly shoving in. (non specific lingo my favorite) I gasp. Full. So full. Fuck. It takes a moment for him to get all the way in, but when he does its fast. A sudden shove into the rest of my guts. I yelp, so he stays still. "Are you alright..?" I nod. I gently roll my hips into his, feeling him scrape at the deepest pit of me. It feels slightly sore. I give a soft groan. "Shh.. we dont want to be caught..~" He coos. I bite my lower lip, legs shaking.

     He starts thrusting. It feels.. So...fuck. I lean back. He starts sucking on my neck. Nibbling. I huff. He slowly increases speed and harshness. My eyes roll back. He gently presses on my lower stomach. A deep throaty moan escapes my lips. He chuckles. "My..." His hips connect with mine. "Open your mouth." He demands coldly. I do as I'm told. He sets something round in my mouth. It's a gag.. Shit.. He tightens it. "There.." There's a pause, before he continues thrusting, this time directly into (great spot). I moan. Desperate. Its muffled by the gag. Its mind numbing. Everything about him is. Everything about this. Pure pleasure and desperation for more coures through my veins. My entire body. I need more. Shit.

     He grunts. Speeding up. He uses my wrists as a handle to go harder. Putting more pressure on my abdomen. I roll my hips into his desperately. "F-fuck..." He grunts out. I give more desperate moans. Muffled. Drool dribbles down my mouth. He busts. I feel it.. But not too much. Not so much that it's awful. I've never liked the feeling of (pp juice). It's all sticky and gross, and he knows that. He slams in a few more times, just enough for me to finish. I give a little overstimulated moan. "....good... boy.." He huffs out. He pulls out.

     Kiyo starts gently taking things off of me, saving the blindfold for last. I sit up and kiss his face. He chuckles. I hugged him. There is no need for words. He sighs contently. All the tension is gone. Like opening a highly pressurized water bottle. Like the whole room sighed. He kisses my forehead. Just a gentle kiss. There's nothing behind it but pure kindness. That kiss is not for any form of self gain. It's just for me. I kiss him back with the same intent. He smiles.

After this, we cleaned each other up, and cuddled up in bed. 

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A/n

pp juioce

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