Oko Ruto X Reader _-*ONESHOTS*-_

Oh boy (Lemon)

             You were visiting Amao in the cooking club. He wanted you to help him decorate some cupcakes for the school dance coming up, and you just couldn't say no to that face. A few minutes in he started telling flirty jokes and whispering dirty things in your ear. Oko was spying from the door and took it the wrong way when Amao hugged you from behind kissing your neck. You were nervously laughing and telling him to stop but he wouldn't listen. Oko was beyond pissed and walked off right before you got Amao off of you and yelled at him for being such a pervert after he grabbed your breasts. You ended up making him cry.

              Oko was bright red in the occult club. Tears were tugging at his eyes he was so mad. You. Were. His. Not Amao's. His. You walked in and he held up a book to cover his expression.(See pic above) "Are you okay? You normally don't read with the book so close." You said. "I'm fine." He replied harshly. You felt a pain in your chest and was slightly confused. He didn't stutter, and he said it loudly, more of Osorō than Oko. 

              You blinked back tears and walked to the chair across the room. You usually sat by Oko, but you didn't want to be near him now. You started reading your book and and Oko glanced at you from across the room. He was way too mad to talk to you. You seemed like a mix between embarrassed, sad, and angry. Embarrassed and angry from Amao, and sad from Oko.

               It was like that for the rest of the day. Oko was a jerk and you were in desperate need of comfort. He didn't even walk you home like he usually did. He just left you at the school gates. When you were walking home alone you realized what the problem was. The cooking club and the occult club were very close. He probably walked by at the wrong time and thought I had just thrown him out like an old toy for Amao. (You're not a couple but you flirt and cuddle a lot kinda like how Amao was doing.) You turned around and ran towards his house.

              As soon as you got there, Oko was sitting on a stool at the counter doing his homework. You came over without asking pretty often, so nobody really cared. He shot you a rude look and got back to his homework. Souta came downstairs and draped an arm over your shoulders. "Wadup (Y/N)?" he said. "Leave me a-alone Souta." You said. "Aw c'mon baby Oko obviously doesn't want you anymore so why not go for the better prize?" After he said that you snapped. "I'VE ALREADY DEALT WITH ONE PERVERT TODAY I DON'T WANT TO DEAL WITH YOU!" You screamed and ran upstairs to the bathroom crying. 

              Oko shot him the most terrifying death stare ever possible to humanity. Souta even flinched. Oko put down his pencil and walked up the stairs to the bathroom where he found you sobbing uncontrollably. You froze when his arms embraced around your hips. His head was on your lap, just below your stomach. It couldn't get more 'I'm sorry I fucked up' cuddles then that. You hicced and slid down to his chest, continuing to cry. 

               Oko really hated himself right now. He should have just pulled Amao off and scolded him, not walked off and let you deal with it. He was like 2 feet taller than you! It was incredible that you got out of his grasp! Oko picked you up and carried you to his room. He sat on his bed with you in his lap and gazed into your sparkling (E/C) eyes. His lips rubbed against yours in a loving kiss. Oh boy  you thought. He broke from the kiss and pinned you to the bed.

                He removed your chocker with his teeth and kissed your neck. "Ahhn~" you moaned. He bit down and hit a nerve cluster making you gasp and buck your hips towards him. He grabbed them and held you up to him. You felt the lump against your womanhood. You tangled your fingers in his hair and slightly opened our eyes looking at the ceiling blushing bright red. Oko didn't make you wait much longer and tore off both of your clothes.

                He spread your legs and entered you, whispering sweet nothings and holding your hand until you adjusted. He started moving and it felt like your body was being torn in half. You bit your lip to hold back the screams. You squeezed his hand tighter and he slowed down, a little worried that he had hurt you. Bit by bit, he picked up his pace. Slowly stretching you so that it felt better. Sparks of pleasure shocked through your weak body. Even more lewd noises escaping from both of you. You felt him growing inside of you, his thrusts becoming more sloppy as you neared your climaxes.

                You let out a loud moan when you hit your high. Oko groaned along with you, pulling out just before letting his warm liquid spurt out on you and he bed. He rolled over and slipped his underwear back on, you doing the same. He held you close and nuzzled your neck. Meanwhile Souta had a cup on the door and was jacking off to the picture of Oko biting your neck. Your moaning face to be exact.

And this is the best I can do for "Mild"?

Also I'm writing this on my laptop now and listening to  Kanato Sakamaki Singing Grateful dead march.