[DISCONTINUED] Dating Sim Oneshots

[DOKI DOKI LITERATURE CLUB] Sayori x Male! Reader

Requested by Pandorean

Hey! I haven't been in the DDLC fandom for too long, so I apologise if Sayori is a little out of character. But yeah, this is a lemon, so I'll put up a lemon emoji as a warning.

🍋 Also, Sayori will be 18 years old~🍋

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[Your POV]

We did it. We graduated and survived high school. And it's about time too, I was starting to lose my sanity. But what I was most happy about was Sayori and how she battled her depression inevitably winning in the end. She truly was wonderful. In fact, tonight, we were celebrating at my house, with Yuri and Natsuki. "We did it, (Y/N)!" Sayori cried, clinging to my arm.

"Yeah, I guess we really did." I said, walking home with Sayori. "You go home and get changed. Then we can set up for the party tonight."

"Okie dokie!" Sayori said with a smile, running into her house. I smiled. Sayori and I have been dating for a while now, a few years to be precise. I love Sayori with all my heart and would do anything to make her happy. I let thoughts of Sayori fill my head as I walked into my house and got changed out of my school uniform. I was going through my bag when I felt something...unfamiliar...

I opened my bag, revealing a pink diary. Oh god! That's Sayori's! What's it doing in my bag!? Now that I think about it, our school bags are very similar. She must've put it in mine by accident. Gripping the diary in my hand, I ran to Sayori's house. Both our parents were on business trips, plus I walk into Sayori's house all the time. I'm sure she wouldn't mind now. "Hey, uh, Sayori?" I called. "I think I have something that's yours!"

"Okay! I'll finish my shower and come down and get it!" I heard her yell from upstairs. She was in the shower? The thought of her naked in the shower made me blush. I tried shaking the thought from my head and took a seat on her couch. I found myself bored in a matter of seconds. I kept eyeing her diary, tempted to open and read it. Sayori and I didn't keep secrets from each other, so what could she possibly be hiding? Maybe she wasn't trying to hide it. She didn't sound too shocked or nervous when I told her about the diary. What if she put it in there on purpose?

I picked up the diary and opened it to the first page. Weird, it was blank. I began flipping through the rest of the pages, finding them all blank. How could this be? Have I been tricked!? Then I landed on the page smack in the middle of the diary. On the top of the page was the date. This was just yesterday... I read her notes in my head.

I want him so badly. I've been having these thoughts for a few months now. I want to feel (Y/N) inside me so badly. I want him to just pick me up and slam himself into me on this very desk.

My eyes widened. I never knew Sayori had such...sexual thoughts about me. I continued reading.

After everything that he's done for me, I want to return the favor. I want to scream his name as he fucks me sideways.

"You enjoying my writing?" Sayori asked. I was so startled, I threw her diary across the room, grabbing one of the couch pillows, covering my raging erection. I looked up to see Sayori wearing nothing but a bath towel. Her face and hair was still wet from the shower. My eyes widened. With every step she took down the stairs, the more drips of water fell down her legs.

"Y-Yeah, you're really good at writing, Sayori." I said, my face bright red.

"Thanks!" She said, putting on an innocent smile. She took a seat next to me and looked down at the pillow. "Whatcha hiding?" She asked playfully.