kenma's pov:
n/n and i are currently at a library.
we decided to study together and help eachother out wherever we can.
we wanted to see eachother but we really needed to study as well so we agreed on this plan.
i take a sip of my coffee and look back at my computer screen.
i really need this presentation complete by today afternoon or else i won't be able to play games tonight.
“kozu, would you look at me for a sec?” y/n wants my attention. and i obediently give it to him by looking up at him.
“yes?” i brush my bangs to the side of my face. when it falls back, he takes out a bobby-pin and uses it to pin my hair to the side.
“ah, thank you.” i smile at him as he smiles right back and pushes my glasses slightly back up to my eyes. i didn't even notice they were falling.
i just know my face has turned pink by now, i just nervously look back at the screen to continue my research.
he pulls his chair closer to mine and places a hand on my thigh as he lifts his textbook with his other to continue his revision.
i love moments like these. when we're together, and no one can disturb or distract us from what we're doing. when he subtly shows me signs of his love for me. when we can't get our hands or eyes off eachother. especially when he just stares at me lovingly, like hes doing right now.
..okay, thats too loving. is he, eye-fucking me, right now? oh my god. n/n, i can literally see you from the reflection of my screen.
i turn to face him and he just smiles at me, “why are you staring at me?” i question.
his hand suddenly moves farther up my leg and then back down, forming a rubbing motion. “its nothing, you're just really pretty.” he puts his book down and keeps shamelessly eye fucking me as if i don't know.
i blush profusely as he squeezes my thigh and smirks. okay, maybe he does know?
...i now honestly think we're a distraction to ourselves.
but thankfully, after an hour or so, i got quite alot of work done. y/n says he already finished his revision before me but he didn't want to disturb me by talking.
well geez, your actions spoke more than your mouth the whole time. im surprised how well i kept myself this calm the entire time. though, i feel like he's already seen through my innocent facade..
i feel content with my work, theres just some editing left to do, which im gonna do later. im super tired right now.
i stretch my arms and feel my shirt rise up, although, i dont mind. there's a nice cool breeze passing by and-
“oh my gosh, you have a chubby tummy.” y/n gasps softly, reaching his finger to poke it
“wh- what.” i quickly put my shirt down before he can even touch me.
i can't believe that i let him see my stomach. i recently put on more weight by sitting on my ass the entire time.
i might just die of embarrassment if i suddenly get tickled or scream because he touched my fat.
“kozu, that's so cute.” he puts his hands over his mouth. “how come ive never felt it when i grabbed your waist?”
“i don't know, geez. lets just go.” i change the topic by grabbing his hand and pulling him away.
when we arrived at my dorm, we found out that no one was there.
“nice, we have the place to ourselves.” i smile at him.
he just hums and puts my bag down. then walks up to me, landing a kiss on the corner of my lip.
“that means we can do whatever we want.” he smiles, sitting me on the couch with him. “do you want something to eat?” he asks.
“nah.” i shake my head. he then nods and puts a hand around my shoulder.
honestly, i really want to eat his cooking. but thinking about how much weight ive gained makes me lose my apetite.
“oh yeah, i want to see your stomach.” he says suddenly.
“what? but-”
he then lifts up my shirt and rubs his hands all over while giggling.
“what the fuck.” i have no idea what im supposed to do.
he then squishes it and i panic. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”
“everything about you is cute.” he pats his lap, signalling me to sit on it.
i hesitantly do as im told. “its not cute.” i sigh as i put my head down on his shoulder.
“dont be ashamed of it.” he rubs his thumb on my bare waist. “its okay to gain weight. you'll still be just as pretty, maybe even more.” he smiles.
suddenly he pokes my stomach and it tickles the absolute shit out of me, so i flinch.
y/n held onto me, thankfully. he was literally laughing, “oh my god, are you ticklish?”
i nod, feeling embarrassed. though i feel uncomfortable in this position now, i adjust myself back onto him and much more closer.
“kenma, don't move.” he looks down, gripping on my thigh.
“wait, i still feel uncomfortable.” i say moving myself more towards his right. i pause when i feel it.
“fuck,” he exhaled. “i told you not to move, ive already been like this since we met up at the library.” he puts his hand on my face and pushes my glasses back once again.
“im gonna be honest, you wearing glasses turns me on.” he confesses.
i look at his vulnerable face for a moment, my ears start to burn up. “does this mean we're gonna do it then? like, all the way..?”
y/n just looks at me with a shocked expression. “well. if you'd like to, then im ready.” he smiles.
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and there we were, butt-booty-naked on my bed while he used his fingers to rub lube into my ass.
no, im not moaning and yelling curses this shit is wack, i feel weird as fuck. im embarrassed enough by not even wearing clothes.
suddenly he pulls out and positions himself between my legs.
“im sorry, this took a while. since its your first time i dont want it to hurt you.” he explains as he puts the condom on.
“be honest, am i going to get my ass torn?” i ask, trying to avoid looking down at his ding-dong-schlong.
“..if you like it rough and without any protection or lubricant, yeah. but ill make sure yours doesn't.” he laughs, raising up my legs and placing them on his shoulders.
holy mother of asscheeks, this looks really lewd already. but we're fucking so it doesn't really matter.
“ill put it in slowly. when its uncomfortable or it hurts and you want me to stop, just tell me.” he kisses my cheek as i nod.
i feel him carefully slide inside of me, it starts off weird but i can see what pain he was talking about.
thankfully, it doesn't hurt as much, maybe because my ass is literally full of lube. anyways, what im more worried about is when his dick is gonna stop pushing into me.
i shift a little, feeling uncomfortable since the cold ass lube is just dripping out of my bootyhole.
“are you okay?” y/n caresses his fingers against my hips.
i pull his hand away quickly in embarrassment. “don't look at me while im like this...” i say, realising how weird i must look right now. if he holds onto my waist, he'll be expecting it to be smaller, this is so humiliating.
“what do you mean?” he asks, “how could i not? you're so beautiful, i want to see everything.” he playfully pokes my stomach with his thumb.
beautiful? bro, im naked and pudgy.
finally, he stopped. now what i wanna know is how far into my ass is he? was he always this big? i never really paid any attention last time.
“im gonna move.” he informs me before he starts thrusting. oh fuck no, im scared now.
i can feel his hot breathing collide with mine as he moves his hips, and holy shit, it hurts.
but shit in holy, i felt him move against spot i didn't know i had. i gasped slightly when he hit it, and he definitely noticed. he moved his body even closer.
he slowly picked up his pace, hitting my sweet spot endlessly. tears start to well up in my eyes, i never said the pain magically stopped. it still hurts but im really into it. maybe if he speeds up, itll hurt less?
“ah! y/n, faster..” my head falls slightly backward and i arch my back as i moan out his name several times.
“why? do you feel good? hm?” he teasingly smiles at me between thrusts. he obediently picks up the pace, “faster than this?”
a tear falls down my face as i nod and scream out in pleasure. ah, i forgot to take of my glasses. everytime he thrusts harder, the farther my glasses travel upwards. its kinda awkward, but y/n likes me with them on, so its okay.
“fuck you're so hot.” he softly pushes his lips onto mine. his hands pressing into my hips.
i dig my nails into his back as he goes faster on my command.
im close, even though my mind's a mess, i know it. i try to convey it to him, but all that comes out of my mouth are broken sentences that wouldn't make sense normally, but somehow he understands.
y/n kisses my tears away, “kenma, you're absolutely gorgeous.”
oh my god. he need to stop with all these compliments, ill get even more turned on just hearing his voice.
he isn't even fucking me that hard, i think? am i overreacting with the noises im making? what if he finds it weird?
i cover my mouth to muffle my sounds, but y/n pulls my hands off, “don't feel embarrassed, kozu. everything you do is sexy.” he says before pressing his mouth onto mine and smiling once he backs away.
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a/n: ehe hai!!!! 🥺✊ how'd yall like dis smut? im also drumk on 3am air, if i wrote anything weird, thats on god!!!!🙏🙌
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