Memories (Yagami Yato inspired storyline)

Craving

Y/N let out a long sigh as she tossed her shoes off by the door. She set her purse down, watching as Ushi gathering his and her shoes and returning them to the shoe rack. His need for order seemed to reach all aspects.

She turned, leaning on the small entryway table watching as he gathered his socks, slipping his feet into warm slips. He had handled her and her family so well. Kept them calm as Y/N and he explained the situation a little bit more, convincing her Ma enough to receive a small smile. Manami wasn't completely happy about the situation but she knew her daughter had a good head on her shoulders, contrary to the situation at hand.

Aiko had been even less enthused, but had held a smile, never really taking it out on either of them. Seemingly reserved in her excitement. Y/N knew why of course, she knew who Aiko felt Y/N belonged with. But that time was over, that part of her life had closed its final chapter. Ushijima was her new chapter, the next part of her story.

Sitting at the table with them all, learning more about Ushi as her family did gave Y/N a warm feeling she thought she would never feel again. She loved watching his face, though expressionless through the whole thing, his eyes seemed to dance. He even managed a small smile, a chuckle or two here or there. It warmed her again thinking about it.

Y/N was staring holes into Ushi as he stood. Meeting her eyes, he could tell what they were asking for inside. He could feel the tension again. A machete wouldn't have been sharp enough to cut through it. The heat coming off her body hit him, as he reached his long fingers out. Wrapping himself around her, with a slight lift of his arms she was sitting on top of the thin table.
Y/N's eyes bugged out as a whimper escaped her mouth. "Where are you," he snarled into her ear, "because you seemed a million miles away." He breathed softly into her ear, the shiver reaching down to her toes. Her head leaned back, finding a steady hold against the wall as she let out tiny moans.
"I was thinking how proud I was of you," she said towards the ceiling.
"Proud?" Ushi growled into her neck, his teeth and tongue gathering her skin between them as he sucked hard on to them. His chest puffing up at her words.  "What made you so proud?"
"Mmmhh...how....how well...well you handled everything." The words came out of Y/N's mouth roughly. Her breath caught on almost every word as his tongue made circles across her collar bones, practically, but lightly licking the top part of her chest. "Everything?" Ushijima questioned, forcing her to continue the conversation as he kissed her shoulder, his hands getting lost across her body; not knowing where they were going but Gooood did they seem to know what they were doing.
The brush of his fingertips across her back, down her side, into her thighs as he spread them open, pushing himself between them. He lined up with her so perfectly, the restraint he had to use to not flip her, and bend her over the small table was astronomical. Moans began to escape him.
"Uh..uh huh." The words were trapped inside her throat at the feeling of his hands at her thighs. "You were calm, through it all, through all the questioning." She pulled her head down, bringing it closer to him, stopping him as he placed his head between her breasts.
As much as she wanted to feel him. As much as she wanted him in every sense of the word. She had to ensure he knew. Y/N never wanted Ushi to go a day thinking she was regretting her decisions. She feared her hesitation earlier had caused such issues. She held his head between her hands, they looked small on the sides of his face. Standing at 6'4" almost, his body fit his height. She brushed his cool dark as hair out of the way, placing a kiss on his forehead. "You were my calm. I would have never been able to face my mother the way I did back there if not for you. "" his eyes drifted down, doubt filling them again. She stopped it, with a lift of her hands she had him locked in again. "Ushijima Wakatoshi, I do not regret this decision we have made, do you understand me? The fear was of my mother's disapproval, not of regret." She held him there, staring, attempting to read him. His eyes were still questioning, trying to figure her words out. Y/N let out a sigh, hanging her own head down slightly "Ushi...I just want them to love you as much as I-"
Her words got lost amongst his lips. He had been waiting to hear those words. He had craved them. Y/N wrapped her legs around him, as he lifted her up. He had plans to ravage her. Take every and any virtue she had left and rip it to shreds. But the moment the word love left her lips, he no longer wanted to take her. He wanted to earn her. He wanted her to know what that word meant.  He wanted her to feel, never doubt, the love he had for her was more than true. He had to make her feel it.
Y/N could feel the difference already, in the way he was kissing her alone. The normal hard and direct ones were gone, replaced with fluttery, faint ones that seemed to last even longer. She couldn't help but whine for more as she was laid on their bed. She pulled herself up using the collar of his shirt. The first button already undone, she moved down to its companions. Slowly, taking her time as he continued to layer her with these new, kinder kisses. Her breath was running ragged as she slowly peeled the shirt off of him, his breathing joining hers as they both seemed to gasp for air.
His hands moved up her back, pulling her across the bed as he moved them deeper into it. His hand moved up from the bottom of her back to the middle till he found the zipper. He tugged, then lightly pulled the straps down, leaving her in the softest pink bralette he had seen. The lacing on it was so intricate but felt so soft under his fingers. He played with it, softly brushing his fingers across it, her eyes fluttering back into her head as he moved. He loved the feel of it under his hand. His lips once again found her cleavage, they parted to allow his tongue to trace on the outskirts of the bra, his thumb gently lifting the lace as he went.
Y/N's mind was fogging during all of this. Her breathing on the verge of stopping, her breast shuddering beneath his touch. His face broke into a smile as he finally snapped her bra free, releasing her breast with a satisfying bounce. He leaned up, on his knees staring down at her. The sight before him was one to behold. He couldn't help himself. He slipped his phone out, Y/N covered her boobs slightly, embarrassment covered her face, but didn't stop him. He moaned at the sight across his camera as he snapped a picture
"I can't trust my mind not to haze over this moment," he said, dragging his fingers down her throat across each nipple, circling her bellybutton, down to the beginning of her panties. "I wanted to remember this look on you forever. I hope that didn't cross a boundary?" His eyebrow raised with the question.
Y/N shook her head softly against the sheets, "..not at all.." the words were so soft, Ushijima almost had to lean down to hear her.
He rested his hands on her hips, pulling her up and out between his legs, unsnapping his pants. He slipped off the bed, having to do a jig to get them off before placing his knee once again between her thighs and pressed them open. The moan she released almost caused him to go feral again.
"Oh god, don't do that..I can't control myself when you make those sounds. I just want to take you right then" Ushi whispered into her ear, causing even more moans to escape. "Do it, Ushi, take me..please" Y/N begged, her eyes pleaded.
"Mmmhh..." Ushi's low growl released from his throat as he lifted her legs up, lining himself to her, grinding into her. Teasing her. She bent her knees holding her ass elevated from the bed as he continued to grind painfully slow against her. A groan released again, though from who they weren't sure.
Y/N couldn't take it anymore. She had had enough of his taunts. She flopped her ass back down and lifted to sit up. Her motions were quick, Ushijima almost didn't have time to stop her from whipping his dick out onto her face.
Almost.
He caught her hands into his left and dragged her back against the bed, centering them on it. Still holding her he quickly removed the final garments between them. Her hands still above her head, she shuddered as Ushi lifted her ass once again in the air and buried himself between her thighs, enveloping her lips, and clit all at once into his mouth. Y/N let out a hushed, drawn out moan as she arched her back. Ushijima released her hands, and back as her thighs began to press themselves into his cheeks. As if to prevent him from going farther. He chuckled into the depths of her, spreading her legs as far apart as he could get them. His tongue seemed excited as it lapped around her sensitive clit, teasing and taunting it ever so slightly as it made its way around and around and around. Her eyes began to follow the motion, it made her dizzy. Her mouth didn't seem to want to stop moaning, and Ushijima wasn't allowing it too. He returned his tongue back into his mouth, only to begin to give the same soft kisses as before onto a whole new set of lips. Y/N's breath escaped her, as his pace quickened and the tongue, once again returned to her body. This time it shot in and out, in and out of her. The small thrust of his tongue was met with even a small thrust of her hips. They joined in rhythm perfectly in sync with one another. Her moans grew louder as the growls released from his throat. She quivered underneath him, shaking to her core.
  "Ushi...Ushi...Ushi more... more more more more...." It was all she could say. All she could moan as he went fast and faster, slipping two fingers inside of her, he went as quickly as he could, only to slow down his pace every so often. Her cum dripping out of her, covering his palm and wrist until finally
"Ushi...Ushi fuck me." Y/N screamed, Ushi didn't hesitate at this request, but slowed the pace once again. He turned her eyes back towards him, holding on to her side with his left. He held her gaze as he slowly entered her.
He watched her eyes widen, felt her body quiver, heard her breath catch once again, while still feeling her juices on her chin.
She clouded all of his senses, holding them captive and threatened to never return them as they began thrusting.
His hand traveled up her sides, tickling her under the arm, across her bicep and forearm until intertwining with her fingers lifting her right hand above her head. He held steady on her hip as he quickened his thrusts. Returning his lips to her and holding her with every other kiss. He didn't want to release her. He didn't want this moment to stop. Ushijima pulled his head back, slightly hovering over her face. His hot breath flooding across her face
. He stared into her e/c eyes, and the world seemed to stop. Time seemed to swarm around them, the world went on without them as they stayed in their own bliss. "I love you, Y/N" Ushijima's face returned to its usual seriousness, his eyes filled with emotion though. Y/N lifted her head up, she could swear there were tears in his eyes as he said it. She moved her free hand to his chest, his heart was pounding. His face may never show true emotions but his body spoke volumes. She moved her hand up over his neck and through his hair, "I am IN love with you." She said, her competitive nature shining through.
A flash of surprise went across his face, as a smile curled into his mouth.
The thrusting quickened after that. Their hands exploring each other's body. Ushijima left no inch of Y/N body untouched by his lips. "Say it again." He begged as he kissed her neck. Y/N smiled, bringing his ear against her mouth, "I love you Ushijima, I am in love with you, and I am happy to be with you. Only you." The words almost turned into a chant as Ushijima thrusted happily along with them.
His smiled could have lit up Y/N's whole life at the sound of her words.
Y/N's fingers danced across his body, sending shivers throughout his spine. They stayed in close proximity until leverage was needed.
He lifted her ass once again into the air, quickening the pace, suddenly the calm ecstasy they were experiencing was replaced with a higher tempo. Quickening to match the passion, Ushi gripped tightly on to the sides of Y/N's body. Grabbing onto the sheets as more strength was needed. Her screams filled their room as the release finally fell over her, her body writhing in the ecstasy. He reached up and clutched her hands as he began to cum, a flash of today's accusation triggered his final pull out, slightly behind. To his surprised Y/N let a satisfied sound as if she had found closure.

He collapsed on top of her, most of his weight leaning on to the left side, tillHe gathered a towel, gently cleaning her up as she watched him. He rose from the bed and gathered two shirts.
Y/N slipped it on top of her head, as Ushi pulled a pair of boxers on.
Ushijima gathered Y/N up into his arms. Holding her close and dragged them both to the center of the bed pressing her back into his chest he held tight.

Y/N began playing with his strong fingers, following crooks and bends off past injuries. She wondered how many times he had smashed them against a hurling volleyball, if he had feelings in them at all. She tugged and pinched each one in test trail. Ushijima growled into the nape of her neck, her hair blocking most of it.  "What the fuck are you doing to my fingers? Did they treat you poorly or something?" He questioned. She jumped, she had assumed based on his breathing he was nodding off, "No, not in the least!" She whispered.

Ushijima reached around and flipped her over. Making her face him. He stared into her eyes again, checking to see if she had regained herself or if she was still floating in the clouds before he started, "You meant it didn't you? Everything you've said tonight? Everything you..showed?" His face flushed slight, the fainted shade of pink slipped across his slightly tan skin. Y/N's eyes lit up as she pulled herself close, folding herself tightly into his chest. She buried her face more into him before answering, "Yes Ushijima, I. Love. You." "Please don't stop." He said quietly his face suddenly changed. Concern filled it, if only for a split second. It was still there,as he folded himself tightly around her.  Y/N kissed him, repeatedly across his whole face until she was treated with a small smile and an over all happy face. "I don't think I'll ever want too." She stated. She held his gaze until his tired eyes finally gave way. His breathing calmed and he relaxed completely over her body. A slight snore releasing from his body. Y/N wondered if she ever stopped finding new sounds she loved to hear from him, as she herself drifted to sleep.

Aiko's room

Aiko sighed heavily, her heart mixed with confusion. The excitement of meeting one of her middle school crushes was met with a tinge of pain at the realization her sister had moved on from what had been Y/N's love in high school. Not many knew, not many had seen the eyes that watched her, the late walks home, the Saturday nights Aiko's sister, ma, dad and He had sat around the coffee table playing games.
She looked over, out the window, suddenly grateful Sugawara's lights hadn't been on in months. She did not want to witness the pain that  he would have had if he had seen Y/N walking up to the door wrapped up on 'Mr. Perfect' as he had begrudgingly called him. Aiko sucked in a heavy breath, wondering her place in all this, if she had one at all or if she should just leave it be.