Respect (Sakusa x Reader) - DICONTINUED

Epic proposal

Moaning awake as the tendrils of last nights escapades electrify and squirm up and around your backside as well as a dull ache from your back. Rolling to the side finding the empty space besides, you, just wrinkled white sheets and a fallen pillow, the curtains are open but no Sakusa.

Blinking awake, and smudging the eye dust away, a light scuffle and a cough startles you upright.

"Huh?"

Sakusa stands holding a tray with a glass of orange juice and rolled up omelettes sliced up into little rolls, too dazed to realise what's going on you accept the offering as a welcome home present but what Sakusa did next left you gasping omelette roll sliding down your grey shirt.

Sakusa stands cladded in a full black tuxedo, his hair glazed back and the moment you see him standing takes out a small box and takes a knee. Mind blank only a prisoner to Sakusa's ways as his mouth opens, something is falling out of his mouth, but you can't hear it.

Is this what you think it is?

You haven't even pissed last night's cum from your pussy and here's Sakusa proposing to you now when you surely know you look like a right state and here he is looking like a damn celebrity.

You would tune in right about now when he stopped talking and opens the case to a small red velvet inside with it sits an appropriate size diamond ring not too snazzy nor too little just the way you like it.

Whilst your staringly dazed at the ring Sakusa clams up, why aren't you saying anything? Is it too soon? You did just arrive last night, maybe it's because you don't want this, not with him, maybe you just want to be with him or not...

His mind races tracks faster than any horse can, faster than Hinata's spikes, maybe he was rushing maybe he should take it away, maybe...

"Rewind, Omi are you asking me to marry you?" He blinks once, slowly nodding, the fear of rejection looming like a concrete slab.

"Can you maybe, say what you said earlier, again, please?" Sputtering out what you can hoping he didn't go to nothing to recite the beautiful words you're too dazed to even recognize.

Sakusa frowns.

You smile.

"Y/n. I -I." His mouth hangs open, mind blank what did he say?

You elate from his expression he was too caught up in the moment to even remember what he said. Taking the box from his hand quickly whilst he's in his own worried daze you place the ring onto your ring finger fitting perfectly like Cinderella's slipper.

"I-, I love you." He manages to remember that part of the speech, but when his eyes downturn to your happy expression looks upon the very ring that's been haunting him this past 3 years since he's got it now fitting perfectly around your finger stops him short.

"And I love you too."

Forgetting himself Sakusa barrels into you forgetting the breakfast he made for you, the sheets running yellow from the juice as well as his shirt now unusable. His arms snaking up and around you, he's the happiest man he can be, shocked but quick to the uptake you reciprocate his embrace.

Until something pools out of you, ah, the cum.

"Omi, get off me unless you want a mini version of you running around in 9 months' time." Sakusa despite wanting exactly that to happen knows it's definitely not the right time for either of them to have kids right about now.

Sakusa watches as you don't bother to hide your perky bum from showing as you hurry towards the bathroom, something white and sticky lacing your thigh trickles down your leg. He smirks knowing you finally submitted to him last night.

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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, we getting married bitches 😆