Makoto was the boy everyone loved. Adults loved him. Girls and boys alike loved him. Children loved him. Seniors loved him. He was the boy every girl undeniably wants and the boy every guy is secretly jealous of. Makoto was the boy parents wouldn't mind to marry their daughter or treat him like the son they wished or never had.
No matter what, Makoto was perfect in every aspect. His personality was kind, responsible, patient, and just a downright sweetheart. His body was one guys tried constantly to achieve.
Everyone loved him in some way. And most of the girls that were attracted to him, had a crush on him. However, he paid no mind to it. He only loved one, and that was you.
However, you always give him mixed signals. You were always looking ahead and never really stopped and gave thought about anything. So you never noticed Makoto's hints that were sent your way. Even with his obvious blushing.
Makoto always dealt with it. The way you'd smile at him like a brother, the way you'd joke with him like a brother. It was like he was a sibling to you. And he didn't want that. But Makoto couldn't deny the jealousy that set deep into himself whenever you were so close and touchy with other guys, even when you didn't mean to. He didn't want to admit it, but Makoto wanted you to do it to him too.
Day by say, he dealt with it. But even with Makoto's personality, his patience and sweetness can only go so far.
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You walked to Makoto's home after club activities at school to spend the night. Your parents and sibling/s (if you have any) were away for a couple of days so they asked Makoto's parents if you could spend the night. They kindly agreed to their request.
Once you arrived at Makoto's house, you rang the doorbell. Low thuds rang through from inside and then the door opened, revealing Makoto in his home clothes and glasses.
"Hello [F/N]-chan," he smiled at you.
"Hey Makoto. Hope I didn't come too late. I had more stuff to do at the [C/A] club than usual so that's why I took a bit longer," you laughed awkwardly at the end. Makoto shook his head.
"No, no, you're just fine. I actually just got home as well," he replied then held the door open for you so you can get inside. Immediately, you noticed the quiet atmosphere in the Tachibana household. Usually, you'd hear his mother cooking or his father watching tv or the twins loudly exclaiming and running through the house. But tonight there was just silence.
"Where's the rest of your family?" You asked, trying to listen for the high pitched voices of the twins, since they'd usually immediately run to you and tackle you with hugs whenever you came by.
"I'm not really sure myself," Makoto chuckled. "When I came home, all I found was a note saying they were visiting my relatives in Akita for something. They said they'd be back in a couple days," he explained to you. You nodded and just gave a small 'oh' and then went up to his room to drop your stuff.
"I'll leave you alone so you can change. I'll be downstairs making dinner okay?" He said with a smile then left you alone.
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When dinner time had passed, you both decided to watch a movie. Since you were the guest, Makoto let you choose the film. Let's just say that the film wasn't exactly what Makoto would usually watch. He was so used to the twins watching their kids shows that he got used to the cute animations. But now, here he was, clutching onto you and whimpering slightly about your choice.
Makoto was truly amazed by the fact that you were so entertained by the amount of violence that was being played. You never flinched, and instead just marveled at the scenes.
"H-How do you watch this stuff?" He asked you.
"I don't know, I just love it!" You immediately answered.
Makoto's body calmed down when the film ended. He looked at the clock and noticed it was getting pretty late.
"You can go on ahead and use my bathroom. I'll set up the bed," you thanked him then proceeded to go to the bathroom to get ready for bed. While Makoto was getting everything ready, your phone let out a sudden chime, signaling a text. Makoto was never really one to invade ones privacy, but his curiosity got the best of him. He picked up your phone and read the text. It was a reply from a boy at school. The most popular one to be exact. The bad boy girls fawned over.
What do you say? Let's go out? I can make you happier and make you feel better than Makoto. Would you really want someone like him? He's such a nice guy and you know that you're not into that. You admitted that you didn't like guys who were complete sweethearts. So why Makoto?
Makoto has never had such a yearning to hurt someone before. He knew damn well which Makoto he was talking about. His gentle eyes now gleamed with rage, and his fists were clenching hard.
"Makoto I'm done, you can use-" your speech was cut off when your body was pinned against the door of his bathroom and his lips crashed tightly onto yours. The sudden action caused you to gasp a bit and Makoto used that to his advantage by slipping his tongue into your mouth. He began to kiss you in a way that was leaving you breathless and when he pulled away, you were panting.
"What...was that for?" You panted.
"You don't like sweethearts don't you [F/N]-chan? You aren't into guys who're too nice. I just read a text from [B/N] earlier. Make you feel better?" Makoto said, his tone low and dangerous. "Well then. I guess I'll have to show you how bad I can be," Makoto smiled at you mischievously.
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Everything happened so suddenly. One moment, Makoto was nipping and sucking at your smooth neck until it was littered with marks of red, black, and purple. The next, Makoto was gyrating his hips into yours so roughly with the right amount of friction.
"M-Makoto, what's g-gotten into you? Stop this," you ordered weakly against his harsh thrusts into you.
"Stop? Stop what? I thought you liked this [F/N]-chan? I thought that you didn't like sweethearts? You love the way you're being manhandled. You love the way I'm pounding you. Fcking you. Face it, you love this," Makoto replied to your weak demand. But he was right. You loved the way he pummeled into you. The dirty words he'd whisper in a sultry tone. The way his large and muscled arms would pin you so easily to the bed. The change from his kind and gentle personality kind of scared you, but turned you on by the second.
You whined a bit when he pulled out. But then you yelped when he suddenly pulled you up into an all fours position.
"I hope you're ready [F/N]-chan," he chuckled a bit, feigning innocence. Makoto placed his tip into you to rile you up, and just by that, you could already see what was going to happen next.
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A/N - Sousuke's lemon was actually supposed to be first, but I had a lemon written for Makoto already. I wrote a lemon for my friend about her OCs and it fit Makoto so I decided to use the idea on him :) it was better in my head :') I really hope this was worth the read.
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