Danganronpa One Shots

|> Rantaro Amami x Male!Reader <|> NSFW <|

[Requested][Yaoi Warning]

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      "Oh, yeah, I've had plenty of gay experiences,"

      This was not where you had expected to take your conversation with Rantaro, and this was definitely not the answer you expected when you asked the question of him. The evening was supposed to stay innocent. Rantaro had invited you to stay around for the night at his place, since his sisters were having countless friends to stay around, and he didn't feel like being left alone in a house of obnoxious, twittering girls. So, he decided to call someone round for himself, and that someone happened to be you.

     You had both gone up to his room, seeing as it was practically the only room that was not knee deep in teenage girls, and Rantaro had brought a few bottles of alcohol upstairs and locked the door. If any of his sisters needed him for any emergency, they could just as easily ring his phone.

     Neither of you were drunk at this point, but good old liquid confidence had helped you ask the question that had been burning on your little gay brain for a while now – Rantaro was attractive, to girls and boys. No doubt he'd had his fair share of experience with girls, but he was pretty feminine looking too, so what about guys?

     "I-I see," You responded, half into the glass of alcohol you had raised to your lips. You stared down into the liquid shyly, your face steadily turning red at what you had just asked – and the answer you had gotten. Rantaro was practically your dream guy, but you were always on the fence – had he ever done anything with a guy? Was he interested in guys at all? Now, it seemed your questions – and prayers – had been answered.

    "What about you?" Rantaro asked nonchalantly, and you blinked sheepishly, taking a swig of your drink to give yourself enough time to pull an act together.

      "What about me?" You feigned cluelessness, tilting your head innocently, but you could already feel the burning in your cheeks as the blush arose on your skin.

     "You know what I'm on about, so you can drop that act," Rantaro laughed softly and gave you a gentle nudge with his elbow, placing his drink on the bedside table, next to the half empty bottle of alcohol and dribble of lemonade to water it down with. "I know you're gay, Y/N, you came out to me. So, experience?"

     "None," You replied with a sheepish smile, your shoulder slouching as you dropped your act – of course Rantaro could see right through you, you knew each other too well for that.

    "Really?" Rantaro asked with a smile and raised eyebrow, leaning back to get a better look at you, his eyes scanning up and down you quickly. It was not innocent, but he made it seem so casual that aside from the faint heat creeping into you, you barely reacted. "That's surprising, you're pretty attractive, you know,"

    "Sh-Shut up," You mumbled softly, feeling the heat growing deeper in your cheeks, and your mind was slowly wandering to places it shouldn't. Now was not a good time for lewd thoughts, and it would soon become incredibly obvious if you were having them, so you sipped at your drink again in the hopes of distracting yourself. You could fantasize another time, right now, you really didn't want to end up getting hard in front of Rantaro-

    "You want to?" Rantaro asked and you tried to hide your coughing, slightly choking on the alcohol, burning at your throat. "Get experienced, I mean?"

    "I-I guess," You mumbled into the glass, though it was muffled and mostly just echoed in the glass, but Rantaro caught it. Or, you suspected he did from the soft chuckle.

    "I can help you, then," Rantaro smiled, and while it seemed innocent, his stunning eyes held another deeper promise. He reached his hand up with his words, carefully pulling the glass away from your lips before you could protest, setting it on the table next to his own.