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If you had known coming to watch your boyfriend’s game would lead to this, then you seriously would’ve thought twice about coming.

You see, Sae really liked it when you went to his games, but he never asked you out loud – all he ever did was throw a (his) jersey your way or message you with the info about the match, like he was expecting you to already know what he wanted without him needing to say it – and it always worked. You always understood what he meant, and how important it was for him to have you in all the matches you were able to attend.

So, to have him actually ask you to come – with a very tight hug from behind while you cooked breakfast and a groggy “You coming, right Amor?” – you should’ve known something different from the normal was happening.

“And Itoshi Sae gets a red card! He’s expelled from the match!”

You wanted to disappear. To turn into smoke. Because how else were you supposed to react to your boyfriend and your ex fighting because of you in the middle of a game with sold out tickets?

“And it seems Bunny Iglesias, who Sae just punched in the face, just got one too! It’s an ‘El Classico’, ladies and gentlemen! Everybody is on the edge!”

The commentators were not helping your case. Of course, you knew Real Madrid x Barcelona was one of the most heated rivalries in Spanish football, but Bunny and Sae were making everything pretty damn worse!

You could clearly see Bunny looking at you in the stands and smirking, while Sae was being held back by his teammates every time your ex said anything. You couldn’t really hear what they were saying from your seat, but judging from Sae’s expression, it wasn’t really a polite or friendly conversation.

Thankfully, Sae was able to calm down – after lots of begging from Luna and his other teammates – and was already exiting the stadium. You quickly got up to meet him in the dressing room, only to stop when Bunny screamed your name. In that moment, all the eyes were on you – especially Bunny’s and Sae’s – but all you could feel was your own face burning up from the utter shame you were experiencing. Then, like the little prick he is, Bunny Iglesias lifted up his hand, put it near his ear in a telephone shape and mouthed “Call me.”

When Sae ran back towards the field and punched Bunny in the face again after what he said, you really wished you had never dated a football player.

I TOUCH MYSELF JUST THINKING ABOUT YOU, YEAH

I'm sexually frustrated, and I can demonstrate it if you'd like.

𝄞 synopsis: your best friend, SAE ITOSHI knows you've never been one to have sex, do hookups, or even date. he doesn't want to overstep; he really shouldn't. but you keep looking at him like you want him to teach you, like it's his responsibility. and maybe as your best friend? it is.
𝄞 contains: SMUT, fem!reader, reader has hair, reader has a mom, they r 19, swearing, endless anime references, childhood best friends, family friends & neighbours, experienced!sae, inexperienced!reader, bratty!reader, pussydrunk!sae, posessive!sae, pining, sae teaches reader how to kiss and masturbate, making out, neck kissing, vaginismus (complications with his fingers), clit rubbing while you touch yourself, pussy spitting, pussy eating under the blanket, yapper sae i repeat yapper sae
𝄞 word count: 6.9k + 453 bonus drabble ! -> (pt 2)

"Okay, it's embarrassing, but I haven't really kissed anyone before."

"That's not surprising in the slightest."

"What? Hey!"

Sae had always been the blunt type; you knew of that. Ever since you were children, he would wave away the kind reporters asking him questions with a harsh 'Go away', take trophies and medals wherever he walked, and speak like he was better than everyone else.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ cockwarming w/ sae gone wrong

your boyfriend sae has little patience; you knew that, but you couldn’t resist wanting to try cockwarming with him. besides, he’s in the off-season and took some vacation days, so why not spend it spending time with you (and trying new sex positions!). he’s your lover after all, it’s best to take care of him.

“baby, sit still. can’t we stay here and just talk?” you were straddling your boyfriend, sitting on his cock while you played with his bangs (that were finally not up with his annoying gel).

he raised an eyebrow. “and talk about what?” it was rather evident that he was irritated. you didn't do anything wrong, of course; he was just like that because at this point, he was antsy for you to move. you've been like this for a good hour or so? god, he was really trying to telepathically tell you to move.

“well, not sure… how about our days tomorrow? i’m going to be quite busy.” you rolled your eyes, subconsciously bucking your hips forward and instilling a groan out of sae.

you were going to laugh. even the great sae itoshi of the amazing football club real, had his limits for sure. “yeah, with what?”

“babysitting rin’s baby tomorrow. he has a cute kid, i'm jealous like she’s so cute.”

sae's tone suddenly turned light, “so would you want one?” “yeah…wait what?”

this was a bad idea, it really was a bad idea because now your boyfriend grabbed your hips, slamming you on his aching cock hard. “f-fuckk, sae—! hnghhhh… what t-the hell?”

he turned to you, holding your chin and squishing your cheeks with such a soft smile plastered on his face. “let’s have one of our own, yeah?”

sae turned feral—you seriously couldn’t believe it. your lover, who was usually calm, composed, and gentle with you, was fucking you like he had nothing to lose—like as if he's been wanting to do this—to get you all pregnant with his kid.

and...of course he did. you just never paid attention. you never paid attention to how, despite his rather stoic and blunt nature in public, his gaze always softens every time he encounters a 'mini' fan of his, and how his eyes are always on you and how soft you were to rin's kid; how he spoils the girl more than her own father (you also didn't see how...kinda jealous sae was but he'd never admit it. he loves his niece, he really does).

“take it? yeah, baby?” he moved your hips side to side, hands grabbing at the plush of your ass and kneading it juuust like dough.

your maw was slack, drool slipping on the side of your lips while your eyebrows were pinched together. sae was fucking into it...realllll into it. his cock bullied your cunt so rough with every move of his hips and slamming you onto him.

“attagirl, so beautiful…” you felt your boyfriend tense up, spilling inside of you with a stretched out, quiet groan… and yet he still kept going relentlessly, cum sloshing inside your hole and being pushed inside. your breath was practically taken, and you felt like you were going to cry out of bliss.

“gonna be so pretty… all pregnant with a kid of our own…” he kept whispering as if he was manifesting this. it didn't help that he lifted you, your legs wrapped around his waist, and took you to your shared bedroom where he would further enact in his breeding agenda.

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Sae is jealous of your stuffed animal...!

Something felt… off.

Your eyes snapped open instantly. Without thinking, you reached behind you, your hand gliding over the mattress in search of something familiar.

Warm, toned skin.

Sae.

Not what you were looking for.

Your hand continued to wander over the blankets, your brows slowly knitting together as your search grew more frantic.

“…What’s wrong?” Sae asked, his voice low and rough with sleep.

He turned onto his side, lazily wrapping an arm around your waist before pulling you against his chest. His warm breath brushed the back of your neck as he buried his face into your hair.

“Go back to sleep,” he mumbled, already closing his eyes again.

“I can’t.”

You slipped out of his hold and sat up, waiting for your eyes to adjust to the darkness. They swept across the bed.

Nothing.

You climbed out of bed, crossed the room, and flicked on the light.

Sae let out an annoyed groan, shielding his eyes with the back of his hand.

“Where is he?“

You planted your hands on your hips.

“…Who?”

He didn’t even bother looking at you.

“You know exactly who I mean.”

Sae sighed dramatically before finally cracking one eye open.

“The shrimp?”

“Yes. Sheldon.”

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

“Sheldon? Your stuffed shrimp actually has a name?”

“Of course he does. His name is Sheldon Shrimp.”

You said it with complete seriousness, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“Hm.”

Sae closed his eye again.

“Maybe Sheldon Shrimp decided he’d rather spend one night away from you. Lucky for you, you’ve still got Sae Itoshi.”

“I don’t want to spend the night without Sheldon.”

“Life’s unfair.”

His answer was so flat that it only made you glare harder.

“Where did you hide him?”

There was genuine concern in your voice now.

You couldn’t shake the horrible thought that Sae had done something to your favorite plush.

“I never said I hid him.”

He sounded far too innocent.

“And why would I?”

“Saaae.”

You dragged out his name with a frustrated whine.

“We can’t sleep like this.”

“I could.”

He propped himself up on one elbow, looking at you with that usual calm, unreadable expression.

“I’d actually sleep better if my adorable girlfriend hugged me instead of a stuffed shrimp.”

You blinked.

“We can cuddle all together… if you’re nice to Sheldon.”

Sae stared at you for a long moment.

“…I’ll pass.”

“So?”

You crossed your arms.

“Where is he?”

He let out another quiet sigh.

“In the closet.”

Without another word, you hurried over and opened it.

Sure enough, Sheldon Shrimp was sitting neatly on one of the shelves.

You smiled triumphantly, hugged your beloved shrimp tightly against your chest, switched the light back off, and climbed into bed again.

Satisfied, you tucked Sheldon safely between you and the blanket before instinctively reaching for Sae’s arm, wrapping yourself around it as well.

For a brief moment, neither of you spoke.

Then you felt it.

The slightest twitch at the corner of Sae’s mouth.

A smile.

Tiny enough that he’d deny it if you ever mentioned it.

You smiled to yourself, cuddling both Sheldon and Sae a little closer.

“…Good night,” Sae muttered.

This time, you fell asleep almost immediately.

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⋆୨୧ rin meets you for the first time... in sae's bed

  • sae x reader

Rin was in Spain to visit his brother. It was the first time he had been to his apartment which was why he was currently in a state of confusion.

He was sure he was in the wrong place.

There was a fluffy pink blanket folded on the couch, a mug with flowers all over it drying in the kitchen and most surprisingly, breathing sounds coming from a bedroom.

He slowly opened the bedroom door and saw you sleeping in the bed. A picture of you was on the left nightstand, there was a Re Al jacket on the dresser and upon further inspection you were cuddling... a Sae plush?!

Yeah. He was clearly in the wrong apartment.

He was in Spain after all and he knew his brother was famous. Most people in Spain were Re Al fans anyway. His key just worked for another apartment! Yep! That was the case.

Rin stepped outside and called his brother.

"Sae... It's apartment 1114, right?"

"Yeah, Is the key not working? Y/N should be there, just ring the doorbell. She can let you in."

"Y/N?"

"Yes, she's my girlfriend."

"Oh... Uh, nevermind."

Rin hung up, walked back in the apartment, sat on the couch and sighed.

He really needed to learn more about his brother and his new life in Spain.

thinking about his post-match frustration ( 18+ )

he didn’t really mean to take it out on you! through the whole car ride home, he had a deathly tight grip on the steering wheel, his veins looking like they were going to pop if his grip tightened anymore. you didn’t dare to open your mouth or speak to him the whole way, just avoiding his figure by looking out the window. all of a sudden the view was so lovely.. haha..

however, your peace was torn the moment you stepped into your shared apartment. he dropped his things onto the floor without any care and dragged you into the bedroom and pushed you onto the bed. 

currently, you had your head pressed onto the pillow, back arched with a deep inward curve. tears slowly pooled and escaped from your tear ducts, burning up from the constant pain pleasure.

“a-ah, fuckk..” he moaned out in between his breaths. both of his hands were gripped on your hips so tightly that you were sure that they would leave marks on it. he kept you in place, occasionally slapping your ass, giving it a light squeeze when he felt like it. 

his thrusts kept hitting the same damn spot. he closed his eyes, tilted his head upwards with his pace increasing. you made noises that were borderline-pornographic, surely going to get a complaint from your neighbour— but that was the least of your worries for now. he groaned, feeling you tighten around him.

“you’re so fuckin’ tight— bet you were waiting f’ me to lose that game so you could get a piece of this, stupid slut..” the bed creaked loudly with his thrusts hitting harder and deeper, chasing his own climax. you weren’t holding up well either. you wanted to come so badly. but you knew if you did, he wouldn’t let you rest until the next morning.

baby please–!” your moans were muffled by the pillows against your face, but it was loud enough for him to hear. your body was trembling with overstimulation, clenching hard on him.

he groaned loudly in response. after another thrust, he swiftly pulled out all the way. you whined at the loss, the emptiness. you weren’t able to say anything fast enough as he flipped you over onto your back but due to the change in distance, he grabbed your legs and dragged you towards his dick. he place both your legs on his shoulders and without warning, he shoved his cock right back into you. 

with the convenient position you were both in, he smashed his lips against yours. you wrap your arms around his neck as his tongue slipped into your mouth. it was only until you were out of breath did he break away. “just a little longer, hold it out f’ me baby.” he breathed out, his warm breath hitting your neck. 

after pushing you with the same cruel pace, he finally reached his climax. spilling into you with the last couple of thrusts, filling you up with his warm release. you came nearly instantly after he did, your nails scratching his back deep enough for him to hiss lightly. 

the both of you spent a few minutes catching your breaths. he had long let go of holding your legs in such a tight position, letting them rest while he laid face flat on your chest boobs. you felt your eyes falling shut, but before you could finally drift away into slumber, his words woke you up with a hint of mischief.

“already tired? i’m sure you could go for a few more rounds right?”

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you'll never see it cumming ft. multiple blue lock men

・❥・what "unexpected" kinks do the blue lock men keep to themselves?

ft. sae, rin, kaiser, nagi, reo, isagi

itoshi sae

  • it's fair play to assume sae is a stone-cold dom who fucks like he plays, precise and efficient and completely without feeling. and whilst that's mostly true nobody sees the validation. the praise kink coming, specifically the way it's directed outward. he doesn't need to hear that he's good. he needs to hear that you are. he wants to watch you come apart while he tells you exactly how well you're taking him, and it's the closest thing to tenderness he lets himself have.
  • "good girl. just like that. you're doing so well." it comes out low and even, like he's narrating something clinical instead of fucking you senseless, but the words land differently coming from sae. he doesn't say anything he doesn't mean. when he calls you his good girl with his cock buried to the hilt and his thumb pressed flat against your clit, it hits like a reward you've been starving for without knowing it.
  • sae completely unravels if you run your fingers through his hair during sex. not pulling, not rough. just slow, gentle threading through those pink strands while he's stuffed between your thighs. the first time you did it without thinking, he went still for a full three seconds. then he pressed his face into your neck, hips stuttering and he ended up fucking you harder than he ever had before, without a single word of explanation.
  • he will never bring it up (god forbid his ego). if you mention it afterward he'll give you the most withering look in existence and leave the room. but the next time you're in bed together, his head will drift toward your hand automatically, like an orbit he can't help.