Fantasist • Blue Lock Oneshots

♡ Our First Time ♡ Shidou

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male!reader x ryusei shidou

smut

no au

tw: nsfw content ahead!

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The evening sun dipped below the horizon. You stood at the edge of the field, watching Ryusei Shidou wrap up his solo practice session. The ball bounced off his foot with pinpoint precision, landing in the net as he grinned wildly, brushing his sweat-drenched hair back.

"Yo!" he called out, jogging toward you with that trademark smirk that danced between mischief and charm. His eyes gleamed, a hint of something conspiratorial lurking beneath the surface. "Got a second? I've got a killer idea."

"Should I be worried?" you teased, crossing your arms as he stopped in front of you.

"Nah, don't be such a buzzkill." He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice as if sharing a secret. "My folks are out visiting my grandparents for the weekend. That means..." He paused dramatically, letting the implication hang in the air before breaking into a grin. "It's just me. And you, if you're up for it."

The way he said it made it hard to tell if he was inviting you over to hang out or pulling you into one of his notorious schemes.

"Your parents left you alone?" You raised a brow, unable to hide your scepticism. "Should I expect the fire department to show up by the end of the night?"

He laughed, a sound so carefree it was almost disarming. "C'mon, I'm not that bad. Unless you're planning on setting something on fire."

"Ryusei..." you began, but his eyes-bright and untamed-held yours captive.

"Relax, it's just for fun. I've got some food, games, a decent sound system... and it's way more interesting than whatever boring thing you were gonna do tonight." His smirk softened just enough to reveal a glimpse of sincerity. "What do you say?"

It was impossible to say no to him. Not because he pressured you, but because, with Ryusei, you always felt like you were on the edge of something exciting-something unforgettable.

"Alright," you relented with a smile, shaking your head. "But if this turns into a disaster, I'm blaming you."

"Deal," he said, his grin widening as he wrapped an arm around your waist, already leading you toward the exit. "Now let's make this a night to remember." He whispered devilishly into your ear, but you just brushed it off as his way of teasing you.

Little did you know..

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Ryusei's house was just as lively and chaotic as you'd imagined it would be, even without his parents there.
As soon as you stepped inside, Ryusei kicked off his shoes, tossed his bag onto the couch, and-without warning-pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his toned torso. He stretched with a satisfied groan, completely unbothered.

"Ryusei!" you exclaimed. "Put your shirt back on-or at least go to your room to do that!"

He turned to you with a devil-may-care grin, unphased by your reaction. "Why? It's my house. I can do whatever I want."