[Requested]

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    "G-Gah, hey, Y/N!" Shuichi called in shock, eyes wide and cheeks flushed.

     You simply laughed as you bounced off his lap and flipped your hair over your shoulder with a malicious grin.

     "Come catch me, Mr. Detective~" You teased with a smirk before you turned on your heel and ran through the house.

    You had decided it would be a fun idea to toy with your dear Shuichi for a bit today, having felt a little deprived of his touch recently, and had practically jumped him when he least expected it. You'd been watching TV together, and during one of the commercial breaks, right as he was about to go get some smacks and drinks, you had pounced on him.

    The steamy make-out session had commenced and escalated much quicker than you had expected – not that you were complaining in the slightest. Of course, Shuichi had become turned on pretty quickly, and while you had too, it was far less obvious, so your dear Shuichi had no idea.

    You wanted the same thing that he did, but you were going to get a little more fun out of him, even if your idea was a little too Kokichi-like for comfort.

    "Come on, Shuichi~" You purred from the doorway when you reached it, peering back to see he was still sat on the couch, looking rather shell shocked. You grinned slyly and beckoned him with your hand. "I'll give you what you want, if you can catch me~ Don't you wanna use your handcuffs?"

     "Oh..." Shuichi blinked for a moment, before his face suddenly lit up in a bright red. "Oh!"

     It seemed he understood now. You half expected him to just shrivel back and stutter out some excuse why he couldn't do that – sometimes his shyness got the better of him, though you didn't mind, it was adorable – but the reaction you got was not what you expected.

     Despite his still red face, he quickly stood and stumbled across the room after you, and with a grin and light giggle, you darted off. You could hear him behind you as you raced through the twists and turns of his familiar house, though you weren't all too worried. You were going to let him catch you anyway – running was definitely not your favourite thing to be doing, and besides, you wanted this as much as he did.

    "You know, you can't run forever, right?" Shuichi called with a soft laugh from somewhere behind you – he sounded closer than you would've expected – and you took the next corner with a mischievous grin. That's the point, dear Shuichi.

     You didn't respond, simply running through the house and hoping to find somewhere to hide for a while – just to keep up the suspense – but you never quite got that far.

     "Gotcha!" Shuichi laughed softly as you felt his warm hand curl around your wrist and you were pulled to a halt with a small squeak. You were smiling wide, but your face quickly blanked in confusion and you let out another squeak as you felt yourself being lifted quickly, and you found yourself staring at the floor.

     "Wh-Whaaa--?" You choked out with a blush, shuffling nervously on Shuichi's shoulder. You froze when you felt a hand on your behind, and a soft, almost timid squeeze.

      "Wouldn't want you running away from me again," Shuichi responded simply. It seemed his shyness had worn off for the time being, but you had no doubt that he would be blushing still. You swayed back and forth slightly as he carried you back through the house and up the stairs, watching the walls and floor move past you as he undoubtedly made his was to his bedroom.

     Once inside the blue-hued room, he carefully set you back on your feet, but he turned quickly and locked the door behind himself.

     "You know, teasing like that is pretty nasty, Y/N," Shuichi stared at you, and you smiled innocently, though a faint, bashful blush came to your cheeks betraying how you were truly feeling right there.

     "It's fun though-" You replied but where cut off with the faint clink of metal as he picked up the set of handcuffs that had been lying conveniently on the desk. Normally they would be safely stored away in a box in one of his drawers somewhere since it was only a precaution as a detective that he had them – but you'd fished them out earlier that day and had been teasing him rotten about how he was a pervert. You hadn't bothered putting them back away, and sure you'd teased him about it just a little while ago again, but you didn't really expect him to use them, surely Shuichi was too timid for that-

     "Turn around," He said with a ghost of a grin on his face, casually swinging the handcuffs from his index finger, and your face flushed a bright red. "You know, normally I wouldn't be like this and you know it, but I think you need a punishment before you turn into Kokichi, pulling stunts like that,"

    Timidly you nodded and turned your back to him, not trusting your voice to hold out for an explanation or denial of your likeness to Kokichi, but your face was a bright flaring red and you could feel your own arousal pooling between your legs.

    The cool metal of the cuff locked around one of your wrists and it clicked repeatedly as he tightened it to fit – though not too tight, he was still exceedingly careful with you – before he pulled both arms behind your back and secured the other cuff.

     "Now, I don't think I have to worry about you escaping anymore," Shuichi said softly, and you shivered lightly, his presence was so close behind you, you could practically feel it prickling down your spine. "Why don't I just..."

     His hand rested on your hips lightly and he guided you to where he wanted you to be, leading you over towards his desk, and he quickly nudged the office chair to the side. One of his hands pressed between your shoulder blades and you wondered what he was up to until your hips met with the desk and slowly but surely, he bent you over completely, and you huffed softly, resting your cheek on the cool desk.

    "That's it..." He hummed softly, tracing his hand slowly down your spine, following the natural arch of your back, before his hands came to rest on the curve of your hips.

    You almost whimpered out loud as you felt him very carefully sliding his hands under the waist of your leggings, and agonisingly slowly, peel them down your legs completely, pulling them off fully.

     Your F/C panties were exposed to him, and he could easily see the dampness that soaked a small portion of them – no doubt his face would flush crimson at the sight. Even so, you felt his fingers lightly rubbing over the area, and you let out a gentle moan as you pushed back to try gain a little more friction.

     "Easy," He murmured softly, removing his hand and pulling your panties down, painstakingly slowly and you whimpered softly in frustration.

    "Sh-Shuichi, please...." You whimpered softly, cheek against the desk, trying to take a few deep breaths to steady your rapidly pounding heart and slow the fiery heat rushing through your veins. "This is torture..."

    He didn't reply but you felt his fingers against your bare skin and you moaned weakly as he explored the wetness with his fingers, lightly smearing it before he wormed two fingers between your folds and you mewled louder as you finally gained the contact you had been craving.

    "F-Faster..." You breathed out shakily, lightly straining against the handcuffs since he had kept his pace torturously slow and you could barely stand this kind of teasing, whimpering softly and panting against the desktop.

    You were thankful he granted your request, plunging his fingers faster and curling them against your walls, and you whimpered out in bliss, barely aware of his other hand lightly stroking the exposed skin on the back of your hip.

     Shuichi must've felt the sporadic squeeze of your walls as you clenched and twitched, approaching one of the most intense orgasms you'd ever have, as he stopped. Right as you were reaching the peak and crying out against the desk, he slowly retracted his fingers.

    "Sh-Shuichi!" You whined loudly, panting softly and peering back over your shoulder at him imploringly. His cheeks were a fiery red, but he just smiled.

     "I hope you've learned your lesson now," He replied with a soft chuckle. He pulled you back upright and you balanced on your shaky legs, letting him lead you by the arm towards his bed, and you just collapsed back on it after he gave you a weak nudge.

     "I have, I have," You mewled desperately, shuffling up to get a better look at him as he just smiled.

     "I'm not so sure," He replied and much to your desire – and anguish of your burning desire and need to release – he began walking backwards towards the door. "The cuffs can stay on,"

     "Sh-Shuichi?" You questioned desperately as his hand fell on the door handle and you suddenly realized what his plan was.

     "I'll be back soon, Y/N," He smiled innocently, and the incessant burning desire made you gulp. You were so hot and bothered, yet he was planning on leaving you, and even though he wouldn't be able to lock the door from the outside, the cuffs would make things even more difficult, especially considering the handle was too high to grab with the cuffs on.

    He was going to leave you hot and bothered, and there was nothing you could do about it.

    "Fuck you, Shuichi," You hissed weakly, but he just continued to smile, opening the door.

    "We'll get to that when I get back," He smiled, and with that, he left.

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