"So did you guys fuck or no?" Cracker marched over to your desk, no greeting, only stupid and very personal questions. He didn't bother doing anything with his hair today, letting it lay loose across his back.

"Hey, good morning to you too Cracker." You rolled your eyes.

"I have made it my mission to get you two laid so please tell me I'm doing a good job." He took the chair beside you and sat in it, inching closer.

"No we didn't and why is this so important to you?"

"Because I care and Oven told me what he walked in on." He grinned making wrinkles pop up around his eyes.

You groaned. Of course they tell each other all the stupid shit they come across. "That's a weird way to show someone you care. And Oven doesn't know what he saw."

"Oh he was quite clear about it. He painted a real nice picture of it all. Said something about big brother Katakuri getting ready to give you the good lovin'."

"Oh my God don't ever call it that again and we didn't do anything. We uh, we kissed was all."

"Progress is progress." He shrugged, looking satisfied with himself. "You know, Peros also mentioned Katakuri saying he had dinner plans after their get together. How'd that go?"

"What're you, some sort of love guru?"

"Only if you want me to be." He giggled, pinching your cheek.

"I'd rather you not."

"Too late. So how'd it go?" You weren't going to be able to avoid this conversation.

"He took me on a date to the Baratie and it was....really nice. We had a good time." You weren't going to tell him that you and Katakuri shared a bed as well or that you woke up cuddled into him. It was embarrassing enough when Katakuri teased you about it.

"Congrats." Cracker said. "You guys are almost like a real couple now."

"Yeah, I guess you can say the stunt you guys pulled led to something." You said sarcastically.

"Hey, that stunt helped make life easier for you two. But alas, my job isn't done yet!"

"I wish it was." You grumbled.

"Oh you know how to make that happen (Y/n)~" Cracker gave you a wink before retreating to his own desk, ducking to avoid the pen you threw at him.

Finally left alone, you got to start work for the day. That was until Peros popped by. "Tell me candy, how did things go yesterday?"

"I'LL FILL YOU IN PEROS!" Cracker shouted excitedly.

"Perfect." Peros smiled and headed off in Cracker's direction. Everyone on the floor was going to know entirely too much about your personal life before the day was through.

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"Why are my brothers trying to tell me what I should do with my personal life?" Katakuri asked grumpily on the car ride home.

"Cracker got nosey." You said sheepishly.

"You're not obligated to tell him things you know."

"Yeah but he wouldn't let me get any work done if I didn't." Cracker was the king of getting his way.

"That sounds about right with him." Katakuri shook his head.

"They're all like a bunch of gossiping housewives, not just Cracker. Peros was easily just as nosey and according to Cracker, Oven spared no details telling the others what he walks in on."

"It's the Cracker effect, he's got them all convinced they need to know what we're up to."

"Huh, buncha' nosey bitches." You said nonchalantly, earning a chuckle from Katakuri.

"I'll tell them you said that."

"Oh please do." You giggled.

The next few weeks went by in a flash. You and Katakuri found things to do together after work, huddling together on the couch for movies, going out to dinner together, or just relaxing quietly in each other's company. Much to Cracker's dismay, it was all very boring.

You'd gotten comfortable with touching Katakuri, enough to the point that you would seek attention from him on occasion. He enjoyed it more than you thought he would. You had to admit, you were a sucker for cuddles and he was more than happy to allow you to wiggle your way into one. But he never pushed you for anything more.

The topic of sex had yet to be brought up. You'd thought about it on more than one occasion now that it felt like an option in the relationship but didn't know how to bring it up, especially with your lack of experience. It was getting to the point that you were becoming frustrated with yourself.

Between now sleeping in the same bed every night and the kisses that would turn into heated make out sessions, you were wanting more. The man had the patience of a saint which was now becoming more and more problematic. You almost wished he'd instigate something.

Tonight was as frustrating as ever in the same regard. Katakuri was sprawled out in the couch with you nestled against his chest, one of his hands resting against your thigh. Both of you in pajamas for the evening, him in only bottoms and you with a tee and shorts this time. It make his touch all the better as you could feel his fingertips ever so slightly against your bare skin.

You were watching some show with Gordon Ramsey in it. Katakuri liked it for the cooking, you liked it for the insults. Right when it hit a good part, his phone chirped and vibrated on the table, drawing both yours and his attention away from the TV. He picked it up and drummed his fingers across your thigh. Fuck that felt good. Goosebumps worked their way along where he touched, making you shiver.

"Cold?" He asked, still looking at his phone.

"A little." A complete lie. "Who's blowing up your phone?" It was going off once every few seconds and it looked like he was struggling to get through the messages while he pulled a blanket from the back of the couch over the two of you.

"Family group chat, Peros must have started it for the holidays." It was mid November, definitely time to start making plans for the holidays.

"Are they a big deal for your family?"

"Yes, unfortunately." He had started absentmindedly massaging your leg as he tried to keep up with the incoming messages, his fingers occasionally slipping under the edge of your shorts making you shiver again.

Katakuri lowered his phone to observe your cherry red face. "You aren't cold, are you?" He asked, giving your thigh a light squeeze, earning him the now expected reaction.

"Not anymore?" You tried, still unwilling to admit what his touch does to you.

He chuckled softly and smirked in understanding. "You know you can tell me if you want something more."

"I uh, it's not something I'm used to talking about."

His hand stopped moving. "Not a lot of experience?"

"Well, no experience." You couldn't bring yourself to look at him you were so embarrassed by it. You doubted a man his age would be interested in dealing with a partner who didn't know what they were doing. His silence spoke volumes to you and it was worse when he pulled his hand away, cold air replacing his touch.

"So that's why you've been hesitant with me so much."

Afraid your voice would betray you, you only nodded in response.

Katakuri put his phone back on the table and wrapped his arms around you, peppering your face in kisses, the parts he could reach at least with you turned away from him. "That's nothing to be ashamed of. Don't worry so much about it."

He kept up with his affectionate attacks until you relaxed and broke into a fit of giggles, some of his feather light kisses landing on ticklish spots. "O-okay Kata! Stop, you're killing me!" You squealed as he started aiming for the spots that made you squirm instead, unable to escape his firm grasp.

His mouth becoming more hungry as he went, pressing more firmly into the skin with tongue slipping past his lips to leave wet trails on your skin as he dipped down to work on your neck.

"K-kata?" You called him by the nickname weakly. Your laughter had dissolved to huffs and pants at the new sensation. A needy warmth was working its way into your belly.

"Do you want me to stop?" He breathed against your neck. An unmistakable bulge was stiffening against your back, alerting you to his own arousal.

You swallowed and shook your head. No better time than the present. You were nervous, but knew he'd be careful.

"If you change your mind let me know." His voice came across low and husky. You didn't think the sound of someone's voice could be such a turn on until now.

Katakuri grabbed your jaw, tilting your face back to look at him as he kissed you deeply. The other hand returned to your thigh, fingers slipping under the edge of the fabric to massage the skin underneath. A small moan left your lips as he moved to the more sensitive parts of the inner thigh, allowing him to push his tongue into your wet cavern.

His other hand left your face and played with the bottom hem of your shirt before working up under it, sliding along your belly until he reached your bra. A low growl left Katakuri's throat and you got the hint. He was kneading your breast through the material but he wanted it off.

You broke off the kiss and arched your back to reach behind and unclasp the bra with shaky hands. You were a mess of nerves and excitement. Your lover looked at you as he started pulling your shirt up, making sure you were comfortable with it.

"I'm fine Kata." You insisted, sitting up more to take the shirt off yourself, letting the bra slip off your shoulders with it. Now bare up top and on full display, you felt the need to cover back up with your arms.

"Gotta make sure." He rumbled, tugging your arms away from your breasts. He licked his lips as he stared, eager to touch. He released your arms and quickly grabbed your left breast before you could cover yourself again. He pinched your nipple and rolled it between his fingers as his other hand crept up to the hem of your shorts and slipped under the band.

You gasped as his fingers found your clit, rubbing circles around it as you fought to stay quiet. You bit your lip as small moans bubbled up from your mouth against your will. But you couldn't fight them off for long. Katakuri went to work nipping and sucking at your neck as he slowly pushed a finger between your folds and a heat unlike anything you'd felt before built up in your core.

You squirmed in his grip, moaning and whining as you made him groan against your neck. All your movement had you rubbing against his stiff member, grinding into him through his pants.

He added a second finger to your core and you hissed at the sudden, sharp pain. He stilled, allowing you to relax before carefully moving them again, never once slowing his pace on your neck and now collar. His other hand had worked over to the right breast, giving it similar treatment to the left.

Your moans started up again as the pain receded and your body burned more than ever with every curl of his fingers. Right as you felt like something was about to burst, Katakuri pulled his fingers out flipped you over so your back rested against the couch and he hovered over your small frame.

You were panting hard, trying to calm your breathing as you tried to help him work your shorts off. But damn were you shaky. All your limbs trembled with your excitement, no longer feeling as tense as before. Once the clothes were removed and you were fully naked under him, Katakuri pulled you in for a quick passionate kiss.

"I'm going to take care of you before we start." He spoke between kisses.

You furrowed your brows in confusion, not understanding what he was going for until his lips left yours and his head dipped down  between your thighs. Before you had the chance to protest, his tongue ran along the length of your folds and you let out a ragged moan. Your fingers grasped at his short crimson locks as his teeth grazed your clit and his mouth worked wonders on your womanhood.

You didn't think something could ever feel so good, but you were proved wrong when your orgasm finally hit. Your back arched as you cried his name and waves of pleasure rolled over you until you saw stars.

Katakuri got to his feet, licking your climax from his lips as he quickly removed his bottoms. You were still coming down from your orgasm and couldn't help but let out a small whine at the sight of him crawling back on top of you. His crimson eyes were full of lust, muscles taut with anticipation, and you didn't fail to notice his very large member dripping with precum.

He lined up with your entrance before kissing you again. You could taste yourself on him as your nerves worked back up. "This is going to hurt like a bitch but I'll be gentle as I can. Are you still good?"

You nodded, panting a little harder. His hand found yours, interlacing both yours and his fingers as he began pushing into you. You closed your eyes and clenched your teeth, trying hard to force down the pained noises clawing up your throat. His girth stretched your walls and it felt like it took entirely too long for him to get his full length inside you.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally stopped moving, allowing you to adjust as he squeezed your hand and kissed you softly. Your breathing slowed as the pain became tolerable.

Katakuri moved his hips slightly to make sure you were fine and then started rocking into you at a slow, steady pace. After a short while, the pain was outweighed by mounting pleasure. Your own mewls and whines were soon accompanied by your lovers low grunts and moans as he picked up the speed.

His hand left yours as he straightened out and gripped your hips. The sight of him throwing his head back as he cursed and moaned was enough to make you climax again. Katakuri shuddered as your walls clenched around him, reaching his orgasm with you. He gave a few more lazy thrusts and collapsed on top of you.

Both your bodies were sticky with sweat and other bodily fluids, but you didn't care. Everything felt perfect, even if you were exhausted and sore.

"Do you think Cracker will leave us alone now?" You joked, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"One look at your neck and he will." Katakuri chuckled. "I think I got a little carried away."

You glared at him through half lidded eyes. "Did you cover me in hickeys?"

"Love bites, and yes." He nuzzled into you. "We should probably get you in the bath now, don't want to make a bigger mess than we already have."

You glanced down and noticed the red covering your thighs. "Shit, it's going to stain the couch!"

He laughed hard. "I just took your virginity and you're worried about a stained couch?"

"Yes." You pouted as he got off and tried to help you up. As soon as you stood up though, your legs buckled under you. Katakuri managed to catch you before your head hit the coffee table.

"I'll carry you." He plucked you off your feet like you were weightless. You didn't object, it felt nice against his warm chest and you were hurting way more now.

"Can we go to bed after the bath? I don't think I'm good for anything else tonight." You giggled tiredly.

"Sounds like a plan to me."