say cheese (and try not to moan) ۶ৎ | 니키
warnings: smut MINORS DNI, explicit content, fingering in semi-public photobooth, risk of getting caught, possessiveness, dirty talk, praise kink, ni-ki acting nonchalant while ruining you, reader trying (and failing) to stay composed for the camera
wc: 1.15k
the photobooth at the back of the arcade was small and cramped, the dirty curtain barely offering any real privacy. a group of friends waited just a few meters away, laughing and checking their phones while the timer counted down for your turn. you and ni-ki squeezed inside together, his tall frame taking up most of the space as he pulled you onto his lap on the tiny stool.
“ready, baby?” he asked softly, lips brushing your temple. his voice was sweet, the lovey-dovey tone he always used when it was just the two of you.
you nodded, smiling as you leaned into his chest. the first flash went off. you both made cute hearts with your hands, cheeks pressed together, grinning like normal high school sweethearts.
the second pose was even softer, ni-ki turned your face gently and kissed your cheek while you giggled. another flash. everything felt warm and perfect.
then the third flash came, and his hand slipped under your pleated skirt.
your breath hitched. “riki—”
“shh,” he whispered calmly, eyes fixed on the camera like nothing was happening. his long fingers traced the inside of your thigh before pushing your panties aside. “just smile for the pictures, yeah?”
you tried.
the fourth flash captured your attempt at a peace sign while two of his fingers slid inside you without warning.
you were already wet, you always got like this when he teased you in risky places. he curled them slowly, perfectly, pressing against that spot that made your thighs tremble.
outside, someone knocked lightly on the booth. “hurry up, lovebirds! we’ve been waiting forever!”
ni-ki smirked at the camera, doing a cool rockstar hand gesture with his free hand while his fingers pumped deeper inside you. “just a few more,” he called out casually, voice completely steady.
you scrunched your face as pleasure shot through you, mouth falling open in a silent gasp right as the next flash went off.
the photo would show you looking wrecked—eyes half-lidded, lips parted, cheeks flushed—while ni-ki looked effortlessly handsome, like always, smirking with that signature little head tilt and peace sign.
“fuck, you’re so tight,” he murmured right against your ear, barely audible. his fingers moved faster, thumb finding your clit and rubbing tight circles. “look at the camera, baby. be good for me.”
another flash.
you tried to pose, forcing a weak smile, but your body betrayed you. your walls clenched around his fingers as he curled them again, hitting that perfect rhythm.
a tiny whimper escaped your throat. you bit your lip hard to stay quiet.
ni-ki stayed completely nonchalant. he tilted his head for another cute couple pose, one arm around your waist like a loving boyfriend while the other worked you open under your skirt.
his expression in the photos would be perfect. cool, slightly cocky, that little smirk that drove everyone crazy. meanwhile you looked like you were seconds away from moaning his name.
“riki… please,” you breathed, barely a whisper. your hips rocked subtly against his hand, chasing the pleasure even as fear of getting caught made your heart race. the people outside were chatting loudly now, growing impatient.
“one more set, ” he said calmly, like he was just suggesting another round of photos. he added a third finger, stretching you fuller.
the wet sounds were faint but obvious to you in the tiny booth. “you’re doing so well, baby. staying quiet for me even though you’re dripping all over my fingers.”
the next flashes came in quick succession.
you scrunched your face again, mouth open in a desperate silent moan as he rubbed your clit faster. tears pricked your eyes from the effort of holding back. ni-ki leaned in for a fake cute kiss on your cheek, really using the moment to whisper filth.
“imagine if they knew my fingers are buried inside you right now. my sweet girlfriend getting fingered in a photobooth while everyone waits outside.” his voice was low, possessive. “you’re mine. only i get to make you look like this.”
you came hard on his fingers during the final set of photos. your whole body tensed, mouth falling open in a broken expression as waves of pleasure crashed through you. the camera caught every second, your wrecked face contrasting sharply with ni-ki’s calm, handsome smirk and rockstar pose.
he kept his fingers inside you through the orgasm, slowly pumping to draw it out while gently kissing your temple like the perfect boyfriend.
when the session finally ended, he pulled his hand out smoothly, licked his fingers clean and fixed your skirt. you were still trembling as he helped you stand.
ni-ki casually wiped his fingers on his sleeve before pulling the curtain open, smiling brightly at the waiting group. “sorry, we took a bit long. all yours.”
you walked out on shaky legs, face burning. he wrapped an arm around your waist, supporting you while looking completely innocent.
once you were a few steps away from the booth, he leaned down and whispered, “check the photos later. i want to see how pretty you looked falling apart for me.”
you buried your face in his chest, equal parts embarrassed and turned on. ni-ki chuckled softly and kissed the top of your head, back to his sweet, lovey self.
“let’s go get strawberry ice cream, baby. then maybe we can do another round somewhere even riskier.”
shoto wants you to teach him how to touch you
shoto was number one, he could fight villains, persevere through childhood neglect and abuse, help and ultimately be the one to stop his brother. all with little sweat. but of all things shoto could do the one he couldn’t was pick up on your attempts to get him in bed.
silly as it was, you almost felt bad. maybe nine months was too early for him, but at the same time, you practically moved in with him. staying at his apartment almost every night. even the ones he has night patrol. holding the contours of your muscles, cold and warm fingers brushing under your shirt to hold onto your skin.
he’s even seen you naked. though it was an accident, he quite literally froze in his steps and looked over you, up and down. said nothing and walked away, like it was the most normal thing ever. like it didn’t effect him at all. you’ve been close to a lot, but nothing more than really heated making out and touching from only your side.
it's okay winona, i do it too..
✦ pairings ... 3.5k ﹒ botdf michael ℘ f.reader. 18+ MDNI —
✦ premise ... 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 ★ a quiet night of tea, television, and doing absolutely nothing takes an unexpected turn after you notice one tiny habit of michael's—and decide to see just how easy it is to make your husband lose his train of thought.
✦ contains ... ( smut w some plot ) sub!mj, established relationship, oral ( m!receiving ), licking, over stim, no use of y/n, whimpering & begging, spit play ( if you squint ), pet names, dom!reader, food play, mommy mention ( once )
✦ adore’s note ... for the jan to my toya . love ya sis !! i just know i will have the craziest writers block known to man soon, i’ve been too motivated.
Somebody commented on the last post, that in this comical duo of Bruno and little Fugo we need to add Abbacchio, so here he is
Bruabba + Fugo = perfect found family 😤