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you let out a long sigh as you sat there, impatiently. fingers drummed onto the table of food, which was now starting to get cold. and all the while you could think of one thing, and one thing only.
where the hell was that blockhead?
arataki itto. head of the arataki gang, the man with oni blood running through him, big and fearsome, had been the object of your affections for about two months now. he was rowdy, loud, but had a soft side. it was reserved mostly for yourself, and the kids he liked to play with when he had some downtime. you were even beginning to admit to yourself that you did indeed love the man, but the current issue at hand was making you regret even having such a thought.
you see, itto usually didn’t have too many nights off. he was either training, helping handle new recruits, or other gang matters. and you were normally too busy at night helping ogura at her clothing store. but once you both had a free night, you both tried to make it special. what that entailed tonight was you making a whole bunch of food that you both liked, having a nice romantic dinner, and then walking around the city or going to the shores of narukami and playing in the water.
it was about two and a half hours after the agreed time for him to come to your place. everything was cold, and you were pissed. other than him getting injured or something worse, you weren’t going to take any excuses he tried to give you if he even bothered to show up. you were packing all the food up, thinking about how the one silver lining was you didn’t have to worry about dinner for the rest of the week when he came bounding through the door of your home.
he was breathing hard, a few crumpled dendrobiums held tightly in his fist. he was sweating a lot, god knows how long he was running to get here from wherever he was at. he was trying to grin, but the need to catch his breath was getting to him as he crossed the threshold towards you.
“sweetheart, i’m so sorry. i swear i was trying to get to you as fast as possible.” as sweet as he was, he only used pet names when he knew he was in trouble. “i swear it on my life, baby. god know how hard i smacked my horns on trees just trying to get to you.” he reached a hand out to pull you to him, and you smacked it away.
“you’re late, itto. you know how hard it is for us to both have a free night, and you’re nearly three hours late. what reason would be good enough for you to be this late?” you asked, staring up at him with a frown.
“ah… mm. well, it was… i was trying to get my rematch. with kujou tengu.”
your frown turned into a glare, letting out a sigh of anger and frustration before turning and making a beeline into the kitchen, angrily packing up the cold food.
sara kujou was, in a few ways, the bane of your existence. itto always was trying to track her down, get in his fated rematch, but she either turned him down or by the time he got to wherever she was supposed to be, she had already gone. you weren’t exactly jealous of her, until now. she had the power (albeit a power she didn’t want and had no interest in having), of dragging your boyfriend all around inazuma on a night that was supposed to be about you. about each other, about having a good time.
while you were stewing in the kitchen, itto looked between the counter that still had cold food waiting to be packaged and a still set table and felt the pangs of guilt finally catching up with him. all he wanted to do was to make it up to you. he slowly came up behind you, arms wrapping around your waist and bringing you against his bare chest. he kissed the top of your head before resting his chin atop of it.
“hey, c’mon. i’ll make it up to you, huh? we will hit every restaurant and food stall in the city. then i’ll see if lumine will let us take that boat of hers out, and-“
“itto… what does sara have that i don’t?”
he went rigid against you, pulling back, you stayed with your back to him, tense.
“what are you talking about? you know how i feel about you, i-“
“actually i don’t. after tonight i couldn’t possibly tell you how you feel about me. we had a special night planned. you were chasing another woman across god knows how many islands, trying to get her attention. while i sat here like some little housewife, waiting for you to come home to dinner. so tell me. what does sara kujou have that i don’t? what, is she more alluring and cool? is it her place in the commission?” you turned to face him, a face full of anger and hurt. “if you can’t show me anything, prove to me, help me feel like an actual priority to you, i think this whole thing we have going on should stop.”
itto stared at you wordlessly. he felt like his whole world was about to walk away from him, leaving him to crash and burn. what could he possibly do or say? as he was contemplating these things his body moved on it’s own. he pulled you flush against his chest, one hand resting on the small of your back. the other made it’s way up to your chin, forcing you to look up at him. he drew in a breath, before a small smile broke out across his face.
“i guess i have to show you just how much you mean to me.”
he kissed you fast, and hard. his tongue forced its way into your mouth and you were finding yourself unable to refuse him. his hands traveled all over your body, feeling you out. the kiss was long and intense, it felt like a punishment when he had to pull back for a breath but he was quick to move back in and keep it going. hands came down to your ass, gripping it harshly as he picked you up and guided your legs to wrap tightly around him. with a forceful hand he shoved the contents of the countertop to the side, hearing things fall to the floor. but you couldn’t find it in you to care for longer than two seconds as he kissed you deeper and harder than before. once again he pulled back, grinning at you as you both breathed heavily.
“alright ‘taki, you’ve proven yourself. i’m sorry-”
“ah, ah. who said i was done showing you how much you mean to me? i was just getting started.” he shrugged off the coat he wore, leaving the leather harness across his chest on. “you’re gonna know how much i want you after tonight. understand?”
you blinked slowly, taking all of him in. you just nodded, trying not to squirm on the countertop. he smirked at you, grabbing your chin a bit more roughly this time to force you to look up at him. “c’mon pretty. use your words for me.”
“i.. ah, yes. i understand.”
“good.” he grabbed you once again, carrying you princess style towards the bedroom. he liked to carry you around - it reminded him of just how strong he was, how much he could toss you around however much he wanted. he dropped you on the bed, looking you up and down before moving so he was between your legs, you on your back. he started to fiddle around with your pants, starting to undo the button on them.
“i think i’ll make up for ever making you feel so neglected, pet. that what you want, hm? and remember, you gotta use your words for me. i like hearing that voice of yours.”
“taki…” you couldn’t look at him as you tried to speak, words bubbling at your lip but you couldn’t force them out. all you wanted to do was stuff your face into a pillow and hide.
“i’ll let you feel my tongue on you for extra long if you can use your words.”
“sweet archons, ah.. yes, that’s what i want,”
with a smile he pulled off your pants. it was a quick and easy motion - as if he had done this with you a thousand times before. you glanced down and saw the large, and still growing, bulge in his pants. good lord.
he looked down at you under him with utmost adoration for how amazing you looked. hot and ready for him to ravage and touch, to mark up and show exactly how much you mean to him. he let a finger trail from the band of your underwear, down over your private bits. you let out a gasp at the sudden sensation, hips moving upwards into his touch. he made no comment; he was too busy burning that reaction into his brain, to remember until the end of time.
he pulled his hand back for a moment, deciding to pull your underwear off right then before another idea came to mind. he pushed your shirt up, kissing from your navel back down to the band of your underwear before leaving a gentle bite. your breathing deepened the whole time he kissed downward, but he almost groaned out loud as he listened to your breath hitch and the softest of whines escape you as he marked you up. god, he could bathe in the noises you make. he looked up at you, his eyes meeting yours before he started pulling your underwear off… with his teeth. his hands helped a bit, but his mouth did most of the work. once they were off he tossed them over his shoulder, taking in what was in between your legs with a groan.
“god, you’re everything. i’ve never wanted anything more than you, than this..”
you couldn’t even believe how he was talking to you, about you. you could barely even begin to breathe at the moment before you were suddenly locked eyes with itto again. he crawled on top of you, his eyes practically glowing with lust as he studied your face. he held himself up with one hand, the other gently tilting your head to the side to expose your neck. then he buried his face into your neck, devouring the skin in kisses and bites. you let out a groan as he kissed and licked your neck, leaving hickeys and love bites wherever he could. he just wanted to mark you up, show you were his, in the most primal way. archons help another person who even tried to look at you a certain way; they’d be met with the sight of your neck covered in itto’s bite marks.
he couldn’t stay there for long. he desperately wanted you on a much more intimate level. he wanted to taste you.
he pulled himself back up, once again positioned between your legs. he was breathing heavy, trying to catch up with himself. “c’mere. i want you to do something for me, okay?” you just nodded. he was much too occupied with getting himself under you that he didn’t bother chiding you about using your words. he grabbed your ankles, pulling you to the end of the bed. “there. sit at the end for a second, i’m gonna switch positions with you.”
you stayed put for him as he laid on the bed, pushing some pillows under his head to keep it secure. “okay, now, i want you to sit your pretty self onto my face. don’t worry, i’ll tap your thighs to let you know i need to breathe.”
you could barely take in what he said. you had never done.. that, before. hell, you’ve never really gotten this far with another person before. you were worried about how this would all work, but, you didn’t want this to stop. plus it works out if you end up liking this. so, without much time being wasted, you moved so your lower half was hovering over his face. he was breathing hard; his breath hitting your private bits made your spine tingle. he pulled your lower half down onto his mouth, and you could barely contain yourself.
god, his tongue. you could tell how long it was by how he worked it. he was hitting all the right places in all the right spots, you were trying hard not to squirm, and even if you wanted to, you couldn’t. itto’s hands held firm on your hips, keeping you in place. all you could do was let out sighs and moans as he worked his tongue. you were almost getting used to the feeling until he changed up tactics.
itto’s tongue forced its way inside of you.
you let out a loud gasp, your hips jutting forward against his hands, and your hands instinctively reached out to grab something. that something being the long horns that came out of itto’s head. which would prove to be something that made him lose his mind. the minute your hand wrapped around one, he let out a loud groan into you. his voice sent vibrations, mini shockwaves up your spine, and made you almost light-headed. once you got your bearings you let go, and he tapped on your thigh for air. you pulled yourself up and back, watching him breathe in deeply. his eyes stayed on you the whole time.
“now, maybe we don’t grab ‘em full force like that, okay? you surprised me so bad i almost came right then and there.” he pulled you back so you were hovering over him. “now. let’s do that again, alright doll?”
“mm. yes, ‘taki.”
he wasted no time getting back into the swing of things. he worked his way up to sliding his tongue inside you again, and this time you took it a bit easier. you still gasped and moved your hips against his hands, but you made sure not to grab at his horns again. he worked his tongue well. your thighs twitched when he got to especially good parts, and it took everything in you not to push his hands away and grind into his face and mouth. eventually, he tapped your thigh again, and you pulled back for him to breathe.
he looked up at you, enjoying his view. you on top of him, skin flushed and chest heaving was the most beautiful sight he could ever see. forget the night sky of inazuma - you were the most amazing thing to gaze at. wordlessly, he moved you to the side while he stood up from the bed, and you both surveyed each other, waiting for the next move. itto went first. his hand went to his belt buckle, slowly undoing it and taking it off.
your eyes followed his hand, and your breath hitched. you didn’t even realize how badly you wanted to see the bulge in his pants unleashed until he started to undo his belt. you moved closer on the bed to where he was standing, and he smirked, working a little bit faster to undo his pants.
“aw, whatcha doin’ pet? seems like you want a closer look at what i have here.” he teased you, and your face went up in flames. he decided against his earlier decision - he was going to take his time, really tease you. but you had a better idea.
the moment he started to take his time again, you decided to discard your last bit of clothing - your shirt. you looked up at him as you started to peel it off, tossing the article behind you. itto grimaced. his pants were way too tight now. they needed to come off. he shoved his pants off, leaving just his underwear. while it felt a lot better, definitely still a bit uncomfortable. so, he slid those off too. and the look on your face was damn near perfect.
thick. thick, and big. you were at a loss of words as you marveled at his cock, trying to find any way you could fit it… anywhere. itto was trying not to laugh at your face; wide-eyed, red, lips slightly parted. it would be a hot expression if it wasn’t just because of his dick size. but his smile dropped as you asked him something that made him absolutely swoon.
“taki.. can i return the favor?”
“what favor?” he wanted to hear you say it.
“um.. the ah, hm. i want to… make you feel good, too.” the words stumbled out of your mouth, but it was good enough for him. he let out a deep sigh, one hand moving to hold the base of his cock, the other to hold your cheek, stroking it affectionately with his thumb.
“lord. i don’t deserve you. go ahead, baby. return the favor.”
you got as close as you could to him, trying to figure out a decent way to go about this. but not for too long, because soon enough you said fuck it. primal desires came first - you wanted to taste him, feel him in your mouth. you dragged your tongue from the tip close to near his hand was, at the base, listening for a reaction.
there it was. the soft gasp, followed by a muffled groan. itto was desperate to keep it together. so you went on, doing what you could to keep him pleased. you eventually made your way back to the tip, taking that into your mouth for now. your tongue played with it as your hand traced itself along the rest of his length, fingertips ghosting along a vein, teasing him. itto bit his bottom lip, a low grunt escaping him. his free hand came to rest on the back of your head, a light touch, not pushing your head down. so you ventured on, seeing exactly how much you could take. you made it to maybe an inch away from the base, his cock just sitting in your throat. your tongue was wrapping around it, gliding against it, anything to make him feel good.
“fuck, doll..” he gazed down at you, admiration and lust practically dripping from his gaze. god how he adored you. adored this, this image of you. taking all of him in, wanting to please him. his fingers lightly gripped your hair as you slowly started to bob your head, back and forth.
all you wanted was to make him cum. the thought of giving him that ultimate pleasure, being able to taste him, made a familiar warmth pool in the very depths of your stomach. arousal.
so you bobbed your head faster. not too much from when you started, but enough to make his head go back and a groan echo the room. his noises made you more excited, more eager to please. to get the reward you wanted. you bobbed your head, sucking his cock as fast as possible. you were in such a frenzy you barely realized that the closer you brought him to finishing, the red marks on his body glowed a bright red. he was too much of a groaning and desperate mess to even realize he was either.
itto was close. he knew his body well, but he wanted to wait until the last possible moment. he waited for that familiar tensing of his thighs and lower body, when his vision got so bright it was blurry, to pull you off of his cock. he felt bad, seeing your face contort with a slight disappointment. but he went ahead with making it better, hands gripping your wrists and pinning them above your head and he climbed atop of you.
“sweetheart. as much as i wanna see your pretty little face and mouth get painted with my cum, i wanted to make tonight extra special. i wanted to fill you up.” the one hand he had pinning your wrists stayed put, but his free hand trailed from your lips, down between your legs. “don’t you want me to fill you up, pet? make you feel all nice and warm..” he trailed off. he positioned himself so he was on his knees between your legs, spreading them apart. a finger slowly trailed from your lips to between your legs. you sucked in a breath, the finger inside you slowly swirling and stirring up your insides before pumping in and out if you. you let out a soft moan as he got into a steady rhythm, but it wasn’t too long until he added another. he was slowly but surely filling you up, and his eyes were on you the whole time.
he loved taking you in, watching you react to him and the way pleases you. how could he not do this for hours? he pumped his fingers faster, taking in the sound of your breath hitching before a whine and a moan escaped you. he wanted more. he suddenly put his fingers into overdrive, pumping them as fast as he could as his lips found themselves back against yours. it was something primal, the way he wanted to kiss you and touch you. his tongue invaded your mouth as noises of pleasure escaped you, riding his fingers as you made a desperate attempt to kiss him back. the hand holding your wrists above your head this whole time descended down to your neck, his fingers wrapping around it and holding it firmly.
that was enough to start sending you over the edge. you it, the way your body tensed and you started going a little light headed. although it took a lot of willpower, you turned your head to end the kiss and stumbled over your words.
“taki, fuck, okay, i’m, i’m close-”
he didn’t even blink. he pulled his fingers from you, letting go of your neck and sitting up. “you’re so good, telling me you’re about to cum. i only wanted you to do that while my cock is in you, arlight, pet? that’s the only time i ever want you to. while i’m filling you up, painting your insides.” the thought of it, imagining you getting your release while riding his cock or tongue, it made his red marks glow once again. something to do with deep emotion or pleasure would make them glow like this - probably some oni bullshit he didn’t have time to look into - and it make him look ethereal. “you understand, don’t you?”
you were too caught up with catching our breath, staring at how just… good, he looked. the silence didn’t please itto. the primal urges were finally catching up with him, the roughness of it all. his hand grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look him in the eyes. his eyes glowed with anticipation, lust, everything he had been holding back was finally coming up. “hey. c’mon, slut. tell me you understand, or i’ll make sure you won’t cum until i feel like you’ve deserved it.”
you stomach dropped. not in a bad way, just because of the pure fact that arousal coursed through your whole being right then. archons above, you liked that he talked down to you in such a way. you slowly nodded your head.
“mmh, yes ‘taki. i understand.”
he grinned down at you, letting your face go as he grabbed you back up to reposition you. he made sure your head was back at the base of the bed, grabbing a pillow and placing it under your hips to push them up a little bit. he positioned himself back between your legs, looking between you and his cock. he held the base of it in his hands, and it was aching. he wanted to be inside you more than ever before.
“you ready, pet?”
“yes, itto..”
that did it. hearing his full name in a desperate tone was enough for him to grunt out loud, lining his cock up with your entrance. he rubbed the head of his cock against it slowly, sucking in a sharp breath. all he wanted was to slam into you, ruin you, stretch you out. make you into a perfect mold for his cock. but he knew better, and before his urges he didn’t want to hurt you too badly. he slowly pushed himself in, not all the way just yet. he heard you gasp, followed by a whine. he glanced up at your face to make sure you were alright as he entered further, but was much too entranced by the sight of his cock entering you. once he hilted himself inside of you, he stayed put for a moment, letting you get used to the feeling. then he started to thrust.
he went slow at first, but the noises you made under him made it so difficult not to go so hard he broke the bed. he held your hips, watching you grip the mattress of the bed, back arched ever so slightly. it was the best sight he could see all day.
he started thrusting into you harder, but still keeping a slower pace. you were melting under him. all you wanted was for him to keep going, to go faster even if your body couldn’t keep up. he was going so agonizingly slowly, even if he was thrusting with more force. a devious thought entered your head with how you could pick up the pace.
you leaned up, wrapping your arms around his neck and bringing him down with a kiss. he moaned into it, repositioning his hands to come at either side of you to hold him up, going just slightly faster. it still wasn’t enough. you pulled back from the kiss, and he went for another one, but you were too fast. you slowly dragged your tongue from the base of his horn to as far as you could go. you barely had time to do anything more before you realized he was growling, red markings glowing the brightest red you had seen them glow all night. he pulled himself back, thrusting into you, hard.
“so that’s how you wanna play this, huh? you’re that desperate for me to ruin you, you dumb little whore? fine.” he grabbed your wrists again, leaving his cock still inside you as he leaned over the side of the bed and grabbed his belt. he tied your wrists together with it, securing it with the buckle. not too tight, but tight enough. he thrusted again, forcefully, before leaning down to your collarbone and leaving a bite so hard it almost drew blood. you were light headed. he was moving so fast and everything was so pleasing you didn’t know what to expect next, until he spoke.
“say oni if you want me to stop.”
that was the last thing your brain really understood before itto was thrusting into you so fast your whole body was moving up the bed. the whole time his mouth was on you; kissing and biting all over your neck, cascading down to more bites and kisses along your collarbone. you were red all over, teeth marks from his fangs embedded into you as if branded. his tongue did laps around your nipples, biting at them lightly before sucking. all the while, you were a mess.
every sound imaginable escaped you. whines, groans, whimpers, gasps, everything. itto used each noise and reaction like fuel, going harder and faster. his stamina knew no ends - he was a fighter after all. it took a lot to tire him out, and this was barely breaking a sweat. his nails scratched and embedded themselves all around your hips, reaching behind to grab at and smack your ass as he went. he was in a frenzy, all he wanted was you. he was determined to make you all his, in any way possible.
“taki, please-“
“what is it, tell me what you want, let it all out pet,”
“taki, i wan’ to ride you-“
if anything would have sent itto to heaven right then and there, it was those words. being careful of your tied up hands, he held you carefully as he switched positions. it was a quick motion, and he thrusted up into you a good few times for good measure before leaving his cock still, merely moving his hips to stir his cock inside you as you got your bearings. although with what he was doing, it was hard to manage that.
your hands moved so they were flat, pressing down against his body as you slowly lifted yourself up the length of his cock only to let yourself slide back down. your head tilted back with a moan, and itto nearly came right then and there at just the sight of that. he let you work out your own pace - he wanted to see what you could do.
you repeated sliding up and down his cock slowly, trying to find a rhythm, and eventually you found one. that’s when you started going faster. your hips ground down into his whenever you hilted yourself onto his cock, his hands grabbing your hips and reaching around to squeeze your ass as you rode. your motions got faster, dropping down a little bit more forcefully. he was so encapsulated by you, itto didn’t even notice the slight throbbing of his cock. a signal he was already getting close. he was desperate to cum inside you - he wanted to claim you in the best way he knew how; filling you up with his cum, keeping you filled with his cock as his seed sat inside you, not wanting a single drop to spill out.
you were riding him fast, and hard. you liked how he fit you perfectly, making yourself out to be the perfect mold for his cock. it made you feel extra good to watch his face as you rode, his expressions of pleasure and bliss egging you on just to do more. you leaned forward, careful to balance yourself as you kept riding him and left kisses all along his chest, up to his neck. he was in heaven under you. you eventually pulled yourself back up again, and moved your hips in a circle.
itto broke, then. watching you use him for pleasure, knowing he was pleasing you. his fingernails once again embedded themselves into your hips and moved you up and down his cock, thrusting up into you with the same force as before. your nails dug into his skin as you fought for balance on top of him, his red markings glowing and his breathing getting more ragged by the second. your body started to tense again, the light headedness returning as all the tell tale signs of you getting close returning.
“taki, i’m - ah! - i’m close, please-“
“i know, slut, i can tell how bad you wanna cum all over my cock,” he punctuated his sentence with a hard thrust. “i’m gonna paint your insides. no one else is gonna fill you up as good as me, got it? you cum all you want - i’m gonna be filling you right up.”
maybe it was his words, or that last thrust, but you were sent over the edge. your heart raced and your head tilted back with a loud moan, hips jutting forward as you rode out the entirety of your orgasm. you were seeing white for a good few moments after - the only thing that brought you back was itto, desperately pounding into you. he was just over the edge too.
with a low growl, he came. he thrusted as much as he could into you as he filled you up, ropes of cum practically exploding into you. he was breathing hard. it felt good, feeling his cum inside you. but that’s when the exhaustion finally hit, and you were both panting and sweaty. you fell forward, laying on his chest and body as you panted and soreness from all his biting and grabbing you started to slowly settle in. one of his hands came up to hold the back of your head, the other wrapping around you to hold you close. he pulled himself up a little bit, resting against the headboard of your bed as he held you. it was easy, falling asleep like this. holding you, listening to you doze off just as he did. words could be spared about this moment later on - for now, he just wanted to keep you close.
when you woke up, it was in a different position than when you fell asleep. your blanket was mostly covering you and you were instead on your side, itto's chest pressed against your back. he was warm, and it almost sent you back to sleep. but itto knew you were awake. he lazily played with your hair, a dopey little smile on his face as you turned to face him.
“well hello there, pretty.” his voice was smooth, a little gravelly. it seems he didn’t wake up too long ago either. “how are you feeling? you too sore?”
“ah.. not too badly. i think sleeping helped it.” you paused, looking at him. your thoughts from earlier tonight, when you were mad, came to you.
you knew right then, you didn’t regret knowing that part of you loved him. he was much too important to ever let go. wordlessly, you moved so you were straddling him. he stared up at you, a little confused.
“as much as i would love another round, you just woke up. why don’t i go out and get us breakfast, huh? i’ll even run you a bath before i go-“
“arataki itto.”
“… did i do something wrong, doll?”
“no… i just wanted to say something.”
he grinned. “i’m all ears.”
“but don’t freak out, okay? because what i’m going to say is kind of a lot.”
“hey! you think i can’t handle something? i’ll show you right now, whatever you say to me i’ll take it with ease, so get goin-
“i love you, itto.”
silence. he stared up at you, face slowly reddening as he searched for words. the longer you say there, straddling his lap, the more embarrassing this whole thing was. god damn it, you knew it was too soon. you let out a soft sigh and started to move off of him, when he pulled you down into a deep kiss. you kissed him back, and he pulled back with a laugh before peppering your face and neck all over with kisses.
“are you kidding? i love you too!”