Pregame !  Shuichi x Reader | Lemon
It's been a while but here's another update .
Warnings - Pregame Shuichi masturbating because he has no gf . 

- I wrote this within 2 hours so it's not the best thing yet.  I might create a Kokichi lemons book . 

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Your thoughts were caught onto Shuichi, maybe you were obsessed with him, who knows.  Maybe even he was with you.
You sit in silence, looking back every once in a while, to see Shuichi.  A smile creeped to your lips with every glance.  You turn around and pick at your nails. 

Lost in your thoughts, you hadn't been aware of the class coming to an end.  Everyone had ran out of the class, you push yourself up and grab your things.  You noticed Shuichi leaving the class, hiding his face with his hat, hiding his precious face.  You follow close behind him, keeping a short distance, a walk that he wouldn't notice.

He wasn't even heading to the cafeteria like everyone else.  You hear a creaking sound, turning around the corner you see him opening the door that would lead down to the basement.

Knowing that if you were to open the door yourself ,it would make that noise, you swiftly follow behind and notice that because of how dark it was, you would sneak in perfectly fine. 

It was dark, but thanks to the fact that he had his phone illuminating the stairway, you follow behind a few steps back. 

You hear him drop his backpack to the ground and he flops onto an old couch.  You peak around the corner from the stairway, to your left he was, a lamp with an orangish color lights the room. 

He throws his head back, he looked tired, he was panting.  You wanted to question it, but he looked enticing.  He threw his phone to the side, his hat was covering some of his face, he threw off his uniform jacket, and then started with unbuttoning his dress shirt, never stopping at any button.  His hands lead down to his pants, he seemed to have grown frustrated, and you could see where this was leading to.

You began to grow heated, rubbing your legs against each other, desperately trying to release tension and form friction.  His hands were at his zipper, he quickly pulled it down as his breathing was seemingly increasing, he sounded desperate to release the bubbling tension.  You turn away and grow red, your lips quiver, your back pressed against the wall.  Your own breathing pace probably synced with his.  You shut your eyes when you heard him groan lowly, again you felt a feeling in your lower regions.

You peak over the corner, seeing his member in his hand, he was pleasuring himself.  You almost moaned at the sight, you couldn't handle it any longer, you make yourself known by fully showing yourself.  You turn the corner, his eyes were closed so you quickly rush to him without making a single sound.  That's when he felt your hand on his member.  His eyes open. 

" N - Ah ~ . . Y - Y/n . . ? ~ . " His eyes were barely open, his face darkened of its blush.  He bucked his hips up and groans quietly.  Your body was towering over his, your cleavage exposed to him.  His mouth was slightly opened, he could be drolling.  You began to get on your knees, this took him by a shocking turn.

He raised his upper body, he used his hand as a support to hold himself up.  You lowered your face down to his member, sticking out your tongue to lick the tip of his already leaking tip.  He shakily squirms and tries to move his body up, but you're holding him down.

" Be a little more patient ~ . . " You tease, he breathes deeply, waiting for you to finally take him in.  So you do, you take in his length, at least as much as you could.  One of his hands falls to the back of your head, taking in a fistful of your locks.  It was almost too painfully good to him, his groans begin to grow by the passing minute it was driving you wild and you needed him. 

You pulled away from his dick, he let out a whine, you smirked.  You pushed him back onto the couch and immediately got on top of his lap, he stared into your eyes, slight confusion lingered in his gaze.  You push your lips to his, he was quick to return the kiss.  Hunger, lust, and need drew from it, clearly growing more aroused withing the seconds that followed the makeout session. 

It wasn't until the aching in your lungs came that you had to pull away, taking in a deep breath.  Shuichi bucked his hips up, you pant and quickly pull down your uniform skirt, along with your undergarment.  Shuichi's pants were pulled down to where only his member would stick out.  Your entrance raised up over the tip of his pulsating hard cock, so when you push his member into you, he moaned and throw his head back.  Flinching at the pain, you went for as much as you could, before remaining in place and waiting for the pain to subside. 
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Shuichi pushed your back onto the couch, your hair was messy and all over the place, a few strands over your face.  He aligns the head of his member to your entrance, pushing himself fully in, with a moan that elicits from you.  He groans as your walls tighten around him, with your legs to wrap around his waist.  He had easily slipped in, he pulled out to the point where only the tip of his member was in.  He then slammed into you and let out a groan, he eyes roll back.  You on the other hand were excited, with Shuichi's hand tugging your hair.

You turn your head, Shuichi took your message and latched his teeth onto the flesh of your neck, he bit down.  It wasn't rough, but neither was it not painful, but this was also enough to draw out a moan from you.  Likely leaving a bunch of bruises, he marks the other side of your neck and pulls away to stare at his doing.  Shuichi began to create a pace at which he would be maintaining a thrusting motion.  You moaned with every hard thrust, sometimes letting out pants, and deep sighs. 

" Shuichi ~ ! " You see the tugging smirk that threatened to appear itself to his face, his hands both fall to the couch, trying to maintain a grip, he began to thrust again, in thirst to have you cum on his dick.  You covered your mouth trying to muffle out the noises from being heard by anyone, though it wouldn't do much as you had Shuichi fucking you and with the slapping noises that increasingly got louder along with the wet noises, it was all in vain.  So he pulled your hand away from your mouth.

" N - No ~ ,  Ahh ~ . . Don't - . . I want to hear you ~ ! " He managed to speak with the interruption of pleasured filled sounds.  He held your hand tightly, his left hand began to work it's way to your chest.  You arch your back, bringing your front body forward.  He brings his own body to yours, chest almost touching, his thumb grazed over your perked up nipple, the pleasure intensifies, his movements grow shaky when you tighten around him. 

" Shuichi ~ . . I'm so close ~ ! " You moan in pure ecstasy, he responds with a harder thrust that finally had a forming knot in you grow tighter,

" Y/n - Y/n you're so ~ . . Tight ~ !  You're taking me . . s - so well ~ ! " He cried in pleasure, the knot breaks at his overwhelmed statement, you cry out in bliss blinding pleasure, your release coated over his cock, he buried his face into the crook of your neck as he cums into you with a final thrust.  He fell on you and began to regain his breathing.  Your hands wrap around his neck, he pulls away and looks into your eyes, he leans in to capture your lips into a kiss. 

He pushed away the strands of hair that fell over your face. 
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