𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

💖volleyball 💖 (akiraxryo) smut

✨author note✨
hi babes 💖 hope you guys are doing well :) anyways a couple warnings which you should know before ofc this is going to be a smut but if you want to read the story excluding the smut scenes i will have this marking (🌸🌸🌸) to cut out the smut scenes for those who would prefer not to read those parts.
also miko and miki are gfs and miko is devilman baddiee miko cuz yk i do it for the girls and the gays that's it 💁‍♀️
requests are still open btw ✨

word count: like 5200+
minors DNI
pues enjoy the story hermosas 💖💖💖

seasons changed, from hot to cold, one coming to an end for the other to continue, begin, and flourish. along with the change of season, the change of school sports was lingering, track season finally coming to an end resulting to a sad, sulking akira. akira, upset face, cheeks resting on his hands as he sulked on ryo's couch. his frail yet angelic boyfriend was typing away at his laptop as he normally does in his daily routines, work, assignments and such. akira tugged dramatically at his hair, arching backwards until he completely lay back on the couch as he grumbled what he had yet to do with the end of his beloved sport. letting out another loud, dramatic sigh, ryo finally looked up at akira's form laid on his couch beside him, smiling smugly he spoke up.

"what's wrong, akira?"

akira lifted his head up to face ryo, eyes rolling back as he replied, "track season is over, which means i'm not gonna have anything to do," dragging the word "do" in a childlike whine as he flopped his head back down to the seat cushion of the couch. eyeing akira, ryo tilted his head slightly, darting back to his essay while speaking up.

"isn't there just another sport you can join?" ryo continued to type as akira prepped his upper body up, slinging one of his legs to the head board of the couch.

"sport like what?"

"you're school is offering volleyball, why not try that sport. with a height like yours i'm sure you'll do well." ryo replied now fully paying attention to his work. akira darted to the left, a sudden click in his mind of what ryo had just told him, smiling, akira lifted himself up to tackle ryo in a signature bear hug of his. startling ryo as he tried not to drop his laptop. setting it on the table, ryo tried to pry of the demon gripping and holding him tightly, eventually giving in and wrapping his slender arms around akira. akira nuzzled his cheek against ryo's neck, sending shivers down the smaller boy's spine as he looked down to face his loving, devilman, boyfriend. akira lifted himself to hold himself up as ryo was under his large frame, he smiled down at ryo.

"you have the greatest ideas you know that right?" akira said, gaze fixated on ryo ever so lovingly.

"i suppose" ryo replied not looking at akira, akira chuckled as their eyes met, both having pink and crimson dusted across their faces. akira leans in, connecting his lips with ryo's soft, pale and pink lips with his, surprisingly smooth lips. eyes fluttering shut, ryo's hand makes its way to akira's hair, gently grasping a fistful of his dark matte hair. akira runs his large hands over ryo's torso, cupping his cheek as he pulls away. ryo's chest rose up and down faster than normal, akira looks down at ryo before ryo pulls him back down as akira smirks, pressing his forehead against ryo's as they kissed.

~~~~ okay n e waaaayys ~~~~

as the sun gracefully began to set, the school was painted with a warm summery hue across the buildings and plants. due to the time of day many students were gone, home to continue on their day with their own activities. though, akira was pacing down the sides of the gymnasium, fingers in his mouth as he chewed frantically on his nails, posture slouched, he was sweating. not only did akira just finish his volleyball tryouts, he was waiting outside with miki for the flimsy paper to be plastered on the wall to display the names of the lucky and skillful students who had made the team. miki smiled at her friend, brother as she really saw him and chuckled.