Danganronpa One Shots

|> Ouma Kokichi x Female!Reader <|> NSFW <|

Warnings: NSFW

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         "O-Ouma!" You cried out in embarrassment as the small supreme leader had your wrist in a vice like grip, tugging you down the hall. He didn't reply, only dragging you further and further from the rest of the group, where Ouma had walked in on a scene he hadn't liked that much...

      He pulled you towards his room, quickly shutting and locking the door behind himself, before turning to you, eyes already brimming with crocodile tears.

       "Y/N!" He wailed. "What were you doing with Amami?!"

      "W-We were just cuddling-!"

      "With another man!" He wailed dramatically, and your eyes were wide and confused. "Another man laid his filthy hands on you!"

      "O-Ouma, nothing was going on, really!" You insisted. "Please, calm down!"

       "Nishishi~ You think I was really worked up about this, Y/N-Chan?" He asked, the tears drying up in an instant, leaving only his devious smiles behind. It was then that you realized he'd played you.

       "W-Well, I-"

        "I mean, I was," He gave an almost carefree shrug, cutting you off once again. "But, not to worry, Y/N-Chan~ I can one up him~"

        The dirty grin on his face as he leaned in closer made your face flush a flaring red.

       "You and Amami were cuddling with your clothes on? Well, I guess we're just going to have to do some naked cuddling~"

       Ouma quickly lunged towards you, hands gliding up your sides as he raised your shirt, quickly lifting it up and over your head. Your face was a glowing, ruby red, but that didn't mean you were going to stop him any time soon.

      "Not gonna resist me, huh?" He snickered, hands making quick work of the zip and button on your jeans, quickly peeling them down your legs. "I bet you did it on purpose, you planned this~"

      "I-It's not like that-" You quickly tried to insist as he easily lifted his own shirt away, before he pushed himself up against you, his fingers finding the clasp of your bra, the only thing holding your bra up being his body.

       "I don't know why you deny it so much, Y/N-Chan~ I have you all worked out~" He licked his lips, hands quickly reaching down behind you to grope whatever he could.  "Mm, but you still have too many clothes on..."

     He stepped back and your bra slid easily off your shoulders, and you blushed, crossing your arms over your chest. His hands quickly hooked into the sides of your panties, and he whipped them down without a second thought, leaving you completely bare before him.

     "Gorgeous!" He cheered, eyes sparkling, hands clutched to his chest. He eyed you happily for a moment, before giving a light sigh and lazy smile. "Well, my turn, right?" His pants dropped around his ankles, and a small bump was visible in the front of his black and white checked boxer shorts. They were disposed of a moment later.

     "I didn't think you were serious..." You muttered with a faint pink staining your cheeks.

     "Whaaaat!?" He pouted. "I know I'm a liar, but have a little faith in me, Y/N-Chan!"

    A moment later, and Ouma's arms were wraped around your bare form, and you were being shoved back onto his bed, rumpling the black sheets. You landed on your side, and he snuggled in comfortably behind you, his warm skin pressed against your own chilled body. Despite the fact that this had remained about as innocent as two naked people possibly could, your face was still a cherry red as you felt his small, smooth hands lightly pawing at your skin.

      "Y/N..." Ouma whined from behind you, and you could feel him growing harder as he began to squirm up against you, his hair tickling your neck as he buried his face against you. "Your naked body is making me excited, you know.... I wanna do more than just cuddling..."

      "O-Ouma..." You muttered in embarrassment, your whole body slowly heating up as his hands roamed towards your forbidden, untouched areas.

     "Shush, Y/N-Chan, just let me have my fun...~" Ouma mumbled playfully, lips against the skin of your neck, one of his small hands groping at your chest, the other sliding between your legs and brushing across your sensitive opening, and you mewled out. He slid a single finger inside and you almost choked out a cry at the foreign feeling.

     "A virgin, huh?" He snickered quietly and your face flushed in embarrassment, his finger beginning to slide in and out, teasingly slow, evoking a new feeling in your body. "Wait 'til Iruma hears about this..."

      "Don't mention her..." You groaned out and nearly faceplamed, but your hands were clutching at the sheets  - they would've been gripping Ouma's shoulders, or, something else, but he had rather unhelpfully placed himself behind you so that you couldn't touch him, probably on purpose.

      "Don't think you can tell me what to do, Y/N," He snickered, another finger jamming inside of you, making you gasp out in surprise. "Nishishi, I bet she'll get off thinking about this when I tell her all about this,"

     "Shut up..." You muttered in embarrassment. A whine left your lips when his fingers pulled back, but you gasped when you felt him pressing at your entrance.

       "Actually, I think you should shut up, Y/N-Chan!" He said cheerily, hooking two clean fingers into your mouth to silence you. Ever so slowly you felt his length pushing between your folds as he slowly sheathed himself inside of you. You let out simultaneous groans, and he stilled to allow you to adjust to the feeling, his head burying deep in your neck, unruly hair tickling your cheek.

       "What, are you just gonna sit there?" You choked out through clenched teeth, and he chuckled into your neck again.

     "I could, ya know! I have great self control!" He said, but after a few more moments of stillness, his hips began working at a shockingly fast pace which made you cry out in surprise. "Just kidding, you know I'm a liar! You just feel too good, you know?"

       He lifted one of your legs to get a better angle, hips plunging himself deep each time, your body filling with a burning pleasure which made you whimper out and your head fall back, pushing against his shoulder.

     "Nishishi! Bet Rantaro couldn't do this!" He snickered, hips ramming forward harder and you let out a loud moan of appreciation.

     "I don't know, m-maybe I should go see him after this, and find you," You moaned out, simply to annoy Ouma, though his reaction was highly unexpected. Suddenly, he twisted around and you found yourself on your back, one leg up over his shoulder. His hands laced into yours and they were pressed to the pillow on either side of your head. His violet eyes began intense, though he still held the same mischievous grin.

       "You know I'm not gonna let you do that, right?" He snickered, hips driving in at a new angle, making your head roll back and your mouth hang open in shock. "I'm not the jealous type, but if you think I'll let Rantaro do this to you, then you have another thing coming, Y/N!"

     "P-Possessive much?" You moaned out, all flushed and hot - in reality, you actually didn't mind it that much.

     "Nishishi," Ouma just gave his signature chuckle, before pressing his fingers roughly onto your clit, making you squirm and gasp out broken words that even you did not understand. "Now, come for your leader,"

      All it took was a few more thrusts for your orgasm to hit, washing over you, white hot and consuming, until your legs trembled and your insides were twitching. After a moment, Ouma pulled out and released over your hips with a surprisingly high moan,  before collapsing to the side, half draped across your still burning body.

      "Ahh," He sighed lightly, absentmindedly twirling a strand of your hair around his pointer finger. "Remember this when you feel like cuddling up to another guy, next time I won't go so easy on you, nishishi~"

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