Against All Odds || Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu x Fem!Reader

Nothing Happened

   You made your way back to the old building, stuffing your hands into your hoodie pocket as you shoved open the door with your shoulder. Your head was pounding due to the hangover and it sounded like everyone was yelling at the top of their lungs.

You let a groan, entering the dining hall and huffing. Byakuya's body was still there. You had only seen it for a bit before returning to the cottage. And after that, you and Fuyuhiko had- damn it! Why couldn't you focus? It had to be the hangover...

"Hey!" Ibuki called, and you covered your ears. 

"Oh god! Don't scream!" You groaned.

Ibuki tilted her head and tapped her chin, a look of confusion on her face. "But Ibuki's using her inside voice...." Then realization flashed in her eyes. "OOOOH! Are you hungover?"

"Maybe."

"...?"

"Yes."

There was a moment of silence before she spoke again. "Did something happen between you and the Fuyuhiko guy?"

Your head shot up, and you instantly regretted the action though as dizziness swept over you. You ignored it though, staring at the musician with wide eyes. "I- What!? No! Why do you think that?"

"Well, you got some spots on your neck and you and him have been super-duper close!"

And from there, the night before snaked its way back into your mind.

--Prepare for cringey smut brought to you by Gundham and Aoi's gravity-defying hair--

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    You stared into his eyes, and he raised his hand, wiping a tear away from your face with his thumb.

And with that, he gently pressed his lips to yours and you returned the kiss without hesitation.

The kiss is soft. Sweet. Gentle. Your lips moved in sync together, cherishing the feeling of each other's mouths and the warmth of each other's bodies.

You could feel the rapid beat of his heart, taste the sweetness of some kind of dessert still on his mouth. You gently pulled him closer, as you'd wanted to do since the first time you saw him.

Though, you would never admit that fact.

It didn't take long for the kiss to become more heated as it went on. He licked your bottom lip, asking for entrance which you happily granted. He plunged his tongue inside your mouth, and you didn't bother fighting for control, as you knew very well, he would win.

"Y/n," he whispered. He says your name so incredibly softly you weren't sure if his mouth moved.

You didn't get a chance to respond before his hand left the side of your face and tangled his fingers in your hair at the same moment as his lips connect heatedly with yours. He moved to hover his body on top of you, and his kiss instantly became intense. Deep. Sincere. Dominating.

His kiss was full of something that you hadn't felt while you were on this island yet. It was full of feeling. Full of hope.

Fuyuhiko pulled away, pressing his lips to your jaw in a trail of kisses down to your neck as you let out a pleasured sigh. He would suck on one spot, bite down a bit, and then lick it to soothe the pain before moving to another area of your skin.

You brought up your hands to gently brush the buzz of his hair, but he grabbed your wrists and pinned them above you onto the pillows. 

"Mn-nuh," he breathed. "Let me devour you tonight, okay?"

You muffled a whine and nodded, and his lips crashed down onto yours, exploring your mouth with his tongue. 

He lets go of your wrists, reaching down and grabbing the hem of your hoodie. You broke the kiss, letting him raise the piece of clothing over you and throw it to the floor before rekindling the kiss from before.

You let your hands drag themselves down his chest, unbuttoning his dress-shirt and pushing it over his shoulders. He discarded it with your hoodie, and you pressed yourself closer to him, earning a groan from the Yakuza.

He brought his hands to his belt, un-doing the buckle and tossing it aside as you gently scraped his scalp with your nails.

Raising your hips, he gently pulled your skirt off of your legs, leaving you in your tights and undergarments.

Normally, you'd be a bit shy about this, but you couldn't care less as of now. Probably due to your drunken state. 

You didn't waste any time as you lowered your fingers to play with the zipper of his pants, pulling it down letting Fuyuhiko kick away the clothing.

He pressed himself against you as you wrapped your legs around his hips, making his hard member very apparent to you as he pressed his lips to yours. Rougher this time, before pulling away.

"This is okay right?" He panted.

And without a second thought, you hummed in desperation. "Mhm, this is okay."

He nodded, connecting his lips to yours again as he, rather swiftly in fact, pulled down his boxers just enough for his erection to break free.

You groaned as he bit your bottom lip before pulling away, only to flip you over onto your stomach and grip your hips tightly.

"Tell me what you want," he whispered, gently sliding his fingers across your clothed slit.

You muffled a moan, clasping a hand over your mouth. "I want you to fuck me," You whined.

Before you could process it, he had his fingers combed through your hair, pulling your head back just slightly before mumbling. "I want you to fuckin' beg for it."

You moaned, unable to hold it back as you held your mouth agape. You had only done this a few times before with a few random boys from your old highschools, but it felt like Fuyuhiko knew exactly where to touch you and how to treat you, like he had every part of what you liked memorized. 

"Fuyuhiko,please...!"

"I don't know... You've had a lot of attitude."

"Please, Fuyuhiko! Please, I need you to rail me!"

Fuyuhiko needed no further confirmation as he discarded of your panties and thrusted himself inside you, causing you to gasp and begin to squirm.

He paused, digging his short nails into your hips. "G- gyah! H-... hold still, damn it!"

You groaned, continuing to squirm, so he settled for holding your hips in place as he began to slowly move with groans and sighs of his own.

"G-god damnit, Y/n..." he moaned. "Shit... tell me it's real!"

"It's real, oh shit," You let out a moan of your own.

Fuyuhiko faltered for a moment, but eventually worked up to a good pace. Not too fast, not to slow, definitely not gentle.

"Fuck," he sighed. "It's like you were made for me..."

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           "Nope, nothing happened," you smiled, adjusting your hair to cover your neck.

Ibuki stared at you for a long moment, and you thought she was about to call your bluff before she giggled and shrugged. "Okie-dokie! If you say so!"

You let out a sigh of relief when she turned around. It was best to keep the thing between you and Fuyuhiko under wraps. 

"Okay!" Mahiru announced as everyone else entered the dining hall. Well, almost everyone. It seemed Fuyuhiko had decided to stay back.

Mahiru stood with her hands on her hips. "Let's get to investigating!"