Takeshi Nakazato - Spark In The Dark

Takeshi Nakazato - Spark in the Dark

• Takeshi Nakazato x Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 4,652. • Synopsis: In which racing to help out friends leads to meeting a potential love interest, a spark ignites during introductions, and sadness forms after the conclusion of the race, but a surprise appearance wipes away all traces of sadness, and brings two GT-R racers together.

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The race on Akina starts at ten tonight. (Y/N)'s friends, Iketani and Kenji, had begged her to race in the SpeedStars name for the race. Their 'saving grace' Takumi, couldn't make it since his father had taken the 8-6 for a meeting. (Y/N) isn't a part of a street racing team, she's more of a neutral racer. If a team, like the SpeedStars, asked her to race in their stead, she would represent them for the night. Of course, she doesn't do this with every team she comes across, more so just for her friends.

She sighed and looked up at the clock on the café's wall. Only two hours to go and she's off to prepare her car for the race. (Y/N) works at the popular café styled restaurant in the middle of town from seven in the morning to three in the afternoon. It's a simple job and the customers were always friendly. It's more enjoyable when no one gives you a hard time.

The minute her shift ended, she made a beeline out the back door of the restaurant and to her beloved R32 GT-R. The sleek (F/C) paint shined, along with the rims. She hopped inside and started it up, the engine giving a low growl. She pulled onto the road and sped off to her house.

Having plenty of time to kill, she washed the car making it shine even brighter. She replaced the tires, brake pads, and calipers. It's always best to make sure your brakes work properly, especially on a heavy ass 3-2, she thought. Once she finished with her replacements, she checked all of the gauges on her dash and continued to work on anything else the car needed before heading inside for a well-deserved shower and change of clothes.

When the time came to leave, she eagerly grabbed her wallet, phone, and keys before heading back to the GT-R that waited patiently for her. She got in and started it up, backing out of the garage and onto the road, heading straight for Akina.

She reached the foot of the mountain and sped up, being sure to not take it too far to ruin her tires before the race. As she got closer to the top, the roar of the engine could be heard from where the others waited.

"Do you think that's her, Iketani?" Kenji asked.

"It has to be! The car sounds like hers!" Iketani exclaimed as he stared at the road intensely, not wanting to miss the soon approaching car.

So, their friend has a Skyline, huh? This'll get interesting. A man said as he leaned against his own GT-R, cigarette hanging from his lips as he listened to the familiar sound of an RB26 engine in the distance.

"Uh, who exactly are we talking about, guys?" Itsuki scratched his head, confused.

"Her name is (Y/N). You haven't met her yet, but she's won a few races for the SpeedStars! She's not on the team, but she's a great friend of ours." Iketani explained enthusiastically.

"Wait... you mean a girl is going to race for us tonight?! Oh, this is going to be great! I bet she's hot, is she hot?!" Itsuki rambled loudly, catching the attention of the NightKids' leader, Takeshi Nakazato.

The bright headlights of (Y/N)'s car came into view as she turned the final corner and pulled over next to her friends. She got out of the car and greeted them.

"Hey guys!" She waved and pulled them in for a hug.

"Hey, (Y/N)! How are you?" Iketani asked with a chuckle.

"Pretty good, thanks. I'm excited for the race. Who am I supposed-?" she was cut off by a guy with an undercut she's never seen before.

"Ho-holy crap, you're gorgeous! What's your name? Are you single? I love your GT-R, it's so hot- like you! I mean... I uh didn't mean it like that, it's just you're really, really, and I mean really pretty. I've never met a girl who can race, let alone one that owns a sweet ride like yours and all that just makes you like, a hundred times hotter-" Iketani cut him off by wrapping an arm around his neck and pulling the strange fanboy towards him.

"Alright, Itsuki, I think she gets it. Let's not scare her away with your questionable fantasies." Iketani held him in a playful chokehold as he scolded Itsuki. (Y/N) wore an amused expression and laughed at the two.

"Anyways, who am I supposed to race tonight?" she asked, not being interrupted this time.

"That would be me." (Y/N) turned around at the sound of the voice to see a man with gelled jet-black hair walking towards her. Wow, he's hot. They made eye contact and she noted how beautiful his silver eyes were.

"I'm Takeshi Nakazato, leader of the Myogi NightKids." He introduced himself and held out his hand for her.

"I'm (Y/N) (L/N), but I'm not with a team. I'm more of a neutral racer." She replied and shook his hand. When their hands touched, a small spark shot through them and they didn't want to pull away. They did so quickly after before anyone noticed.

"So, uh... a neutral racer, huh? Do you race for any team that asks you to, then?" he asked, a bit awkward at first but quickly regained his composure.

"Pretty much, yeah. I don't do it all the time and I don't do it for every team. I've raced for the SpeedStars the most since they're good friends of mine." She explained.

"Ah, I see. You got a sweet 3-2 by the way." He complimented her car, and it made her smile.

"Thank you. Yours is hot in black. It also kind of looks like you."

"It... looks like me?" he tilted his head and looked at his car, trying to find a similarity, "How?"

She giggled and explained, "The majority of it is black," she then motioned to his hair and current outfit which was completely black, "and the rims are silver, like your eyes." She looked into his eyes with a light blush on her cheeks as she finished her explanation. They really were something else, like two small pools of liquid silver. His eyes were almost hypnotizing.

Little did she know, he thought the same about her. She was easily the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, and she owned the same car as him? Perfection. He hoped he could gather the courage after their race to ask her on a date.

"Well, I'm ready to go," she turned to her friends, "wish me luck, guys!" The racers went back to their cars and (Y/N) lined hers up next to Takeshi's. They revved the engines to warm them up, the beautiful sound of two RB26 engines resonating through the top of the pass. Kenji walked out between the two Skylines to start the countdown. As soon as he yelled 'go', they sped off at the same time, staying next to each other until the first corner where (Y/N) gained the lead.

He probably has his car in all-wheel drive. I wonder how much under steer he has to deal with, not being able to drift, she thought as she threw her car into a drift around the third corner.

Takeshi's eyes widened in shock. Is she... drifting with all-wheel drive?! How the hell is she not ruining her car? He watched her movements, following behind her closely.

I must've surprised him. She chuckled when she saw him slow down then speed up just after the end of the corner.

She drifted around the next few corners and Takeshi felt both impressed and confused. All-wheel drive cars are hard as hell to drift because they're naturally made to want to grip onto the road. So, how is she drifting such a heavy car, so easily?

She's going to ruin the car if she keeps doing that. It's only natural that something would break, right? 3-2s are meant to grip, not drift. The weight of the car would put too much pressure somewhere it shouldn't, and something will blow. Takeshi thought something would've happened to her car by now, being close to the bottom of Akina now, but nothing did.

Soon enough, they reached the last corner and that's where Takeshi decided to make his move, pulling up next to her, trying to accelerate fast enough to beat her. Takeshi only had enough time to line up with her car equally, and they passed the finish line in sync.

"They just passed the finish line!" One of the SpeedStars called through the radio. Iketani quickly picked up the radio on his car, "Well, who won?!" Everyone at the top of Akina waited to hear the results.

"They tied."

"What do you mean they tied?!" Iketani exclaimed.

"I mean, they tied. They crossed the line at the same time, man. How else do you want me to explain it?"

The spectators and other teams talked amongst themselves while Iketani, Kenji, and Itsuki stood there with their mouths agape. The NightKids were surprised, but at least it wasn't a loss on their part. Tch. At least Nakazato managed to keep it together this time. Shingo thought, taking a drag from his cigarette.

Takeshi and (Y/N) pulled their cars over to the side of the road, getting out and meeting each other in the middle. "So, a tie, huh? I suppose this leaves an unsettled score between us." He spoke first.

"I suppose it does. It looks like we'll just have to settle it one day," (Y/N) smirked lightly, "you're a great racer, as well. You handle the understeering quite nicely." Her compliment took him by surprise and a small blush creeped up onto his cheeks.

"T-thanks, same to you. Speaking of which, would you mind telling me how the hell you can drift the 3-2? It's all-wheel drive, and extremely heavy."

"Normally, I wouldn't tell anyone but the look on your face when you saw me do it changed my mind," (Y/N) smiled cheekily when his blush worsened, "There's a type of 'switch' in the drivetrain that you can flip to convert it from all-wheel drive to rear-wheel drive. It's kind of a pain in the ass to get to, but once you do you can hook it up to some wires and electrical pieces to put through your dash so it's easily accessible, and you can change it back whenever you want."

"Wow, really? That's interesting." He replied softly.

"Mhmm," she pulled out her phone to check the time before looking back up at him, "I should head home, it's late and I have to work tomorrow. It was nice meeting you, Takeshi!" She waved to him with a smile before rushing into her car.

"Uh, h-hey, wait-!" Takeshi tried getting her attention, but she had already driven off. His shoulders dropped a bit as he stared at the road she disappeared on. Takeshi was a fast racer and he felt like he had met the girl of his dreams, but he wasn't fast enough to ask her on a date.

He sat in his beloved R32 thinking of her. How far away did she live? Does she live in Shibukawa? Is she far away from Myogi? Would he ever see her again? His heart seemed to tighten at that last question. It's only been a night and he's fallen hard for her. She is friends with the SpeedStars, she said. I might be able to ask them where to find her.

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Two weeks had passed since the race between Takeshi and (Y/N) and he hadn't seen any sign of her. He traveled to Akina on a few different occasions at different times to see if he could catch her practicing the course but found nothing. He went to all the nearest street races he heard of, hoping to see her at one. He never did. Takeshi was hesitant to ask the SpeedStars where she was, since the first time he met them at the gas station, he wasn't exactly friendly with them and quite possibly left a bad impression. If he didn't see her for the next few days, he would head over to the gas station and ask them, and apologize for being a dick.

Takeshi pulled into the car park of the popular restaurant a lot of the racers go to. Heading inside, a hostess greeted him and led him to a booth next to the window, the rays of the setting sun covered buildings in a brilliant glow.

"A waiter will be right with you." She chimed before leaving. A minute later a waitress walked over to his table.

"Good evening, can I start you off with anything to- Takeshi?" the man in question turned his gaze from the window to look at the woman he's been dying to see.

"(Y/N)?" he looked up at her, surprise on his defined features.

She gave him one of her beautiful smiles and replied, "That's me! How are you? It's been a while."

"I've been fine. I didn't know you worked here either, I usually show up around this time of day." He stated, curious for an answer.

"Normally I work from seven to three but I'm covering my friend's shift tonight since she had an emergency." Takeshi hummed and nodded.

"So, what have you been up to these last couple of weeks? Anything interesting?" she asked with a small head tilt. It felt nice that it was easy to strike up a conversation between the two of them. It felt natural and not awkward like when they first met.

"Well, I've been spending a lot of time practicing on Myogi and other passes. I spend most of my time driving." And looking for you.

"That sounds fun. Maybe I should hop over to Myogi one night and see what your home course is like, and we could possibly have our rematch there too."

"You want to race me on my territory? Good luck with that." He smirked.

"How about a little bet, then? Loser takes the winner to dinner." She suggested and held her hand out.

"Deal." They shook hands and (Y/N) went back into work mode, asking what he wanted to order and bringing them out moments later. This bet worked out in Takeshi's favour whether he wins or loses; he gets to go to dinner with his crush.

I see this as an absolute win.

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The rematch was a private race that no one knew about. They decided to keep quiet about it since it was more for fun and a test of who drove an R32 better. The next day was date night, and the loser of the race was currently on his way to pick up the lady at her apartment.

Yep, Takeshi lost. It's been a while since he lost a race on his home course, but he didn't mind one bit that (Y/N) was the one to beat him. It showed him just how impressive her skills were when it came to racing a mountain pass and controlling her car. If anything, it only made him fall in love with her that much more.

Takeshi parked his car in an open spot and made his way up to her apartment door, ringing the bell. A minute after, (Y/N) walked out the door wearing her favourite outfit.

"Hi, Takeshi." She greeted him with a smile then locked the door.

"(Y/N), you look... beautiful." He said as a blush began forming on his cheeks.

"Thank you. You're looking quite handsome yourself." She winked and chuckled when his blush got worse. 'It's so cute how easily he gets flustered.'

"O-oh, uhm, t-thanks." He looked at the ground, mentally scolding himself for stuttering. In all honesty though, Takeshi is really attractive. His black button up shirt was undone and had the sleeves rolled up over his elbows, showing his defined forearms. The white t-shirt underneath was slightly form fitting and was tucked in showing the belt wrapped around his black jeans that matched his black and white converse. He was looking like a sexy rebel today, wasn't he?

"You ready to go?" Takeshi asked and (Y/N) nodded enthusiastically.

"Sure am! I get to have dinner with a cute racer." She hooked her arm in his and pulled him along the down the stairs and to the car where he drove to dinner.

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They hit it off extremely well during their date that it led them to going on two more before Takeshi asked her to go out with him. She had said yes so quickly that she believed she hasn't replied to anyone that fast before.

The new couple had just finished another date and Takeshi was driving on Myogi. It was a calm drive with comfortable silence, the whistle of the turbos and Takeshi shifting gears being the only occasional sounds besides the constant growling of the engine.

"Ya know, this is a really fun pass to race on." (Y/N) piped up, breaking the silence.

"Why's that?"

"It has a nice balance of straightaways, corners, and hairpins. Some corners are easy, some are challenging. Same goes for the hairpins. It has a combination of everything, I can see why you love it so much." Takeshi couldn't help but smile. Finally, a girl that understands the importance of having a home course that offers everything.

(Y/N) watched him drive up the rest of the way until they reached the top of Myogi. Her eyes never left his form but definitely wandered. She noted how he was wearing the same outfit he wore on their first date. She kept complimenting him and couldn't get enough of it.

"See something you like?" Takeshi asked with a smirk and looking at her through the corner of his eye.

"Staring at someone I love, actually." (Y/N) replied smoothly with a mischievous smile. She wrapped her right arm around his left one, bringing her hand to his forearm to squeeze it. In an instant, Takeshi felt all the blood rush to his dick and he mentally cursed. Fuck.

Sometimes, he hated being a guy for the sole reason of being turned on and having to deal with a dick that gives it away so damn fast. When (Y/N) continued on with trailing her hand up and down his arm, giving it the occasional squeeze, he was quickly losing his mental restraint.

He quickly pulled in an empty parking spot in the corner, blending the black R32 in with the dark surroundings. As soon as he pulled up the e-brake and unbuckled the harnesses, Takeshi leaned over the centre console and cupped (Y/N)'s face with both hands, pulling her into an almost desperate kiss.

His quick movements took her by surprise, but she easily responded to his kiss. She kissed him back just as feverishly, her hand swiftly tangling itself in his soft black hair. Takeshi groaned lowly when she tugged on his hair. (Y/N) swiped her tongue along his bottom lip asking for entrance but Takeshi kept his mouth shut and smirked.

His smirk didn't last long when (Y/N) roughly tugged on his hair and brought her free hand to his neck to lightly squeeze it as she bit his bottom lip. He shivered and moaned loudly, allowing (Y/N) to slip her tongue in. Takeshi had a dark blush form quickly over his cheeks from both their actions. He had never moaned that loudly before and found it a bit embarrassing on his part.

On the other hand, he never thought he would love for a woman to take control so easily. Takeshi believed he would always be the dominant one during sex whether he was on top or bottom, but god damn he loved the dominance his woman was displaying right now.

Their tongues fought but (Y/N) quickly won that fight. Takeshi let her do as she pleased, marking every corner of his mouth as hers. She pulled away from the kiss a few moment later and slid her hand from his neck down to his chest, pushing him to lean back in the seat. She climbed over the console and straddled his lap, Takeshi's hands holding her waist.

"So," she started, a playful smirk on her lips, "you either like having your hair pulled or being choked, maybe even both. Which is it?" she finished with whispering in his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. This woman is going to be the death of him.

"Everything." He replied breathily.

"Do you want more?" she whispered again, tracing his jawline with her thumb.

"Y-yeah." He tightened his grip on her waist at the thought. (Y/N) happily obliged and left a path of feathery kisses from his ear to his neck until she found the spot near the crook of it that made his breath hitch. She focused there, kissing, biting, and sucking at it. His moans rang out, one after the other at her territorial actions. She pulled away and the spot was a dark purplish red with small traces of bite marks.

She moved to the other side of his neck, surprised to find another sensitive area that was just below the side of his jaw. (Y/N) gave the same treatment to the new spot as she did the last. Takeshi had his head leaning back against the seat, giving her more room. She could feel the vibrations his throat made as he moaned her name and groaned.

She loved how he fell apart so quickly from such simple actions as well as how vocal he was. The way his voice lowered when he groaned or slightly raised when he moaned was heavenly and it sent waves of heat straight down to her core.

When the second mark on his neck was made, she pulled away, getting a good look at him. His beautiful liquid silver eyes were clouded over. His ears, cheeks, and the bridge of his nose were tinted red with a blush. His silky blacky hair was messy and more of his bangs were ruffled over his forehead.

Takeshi was a hot mess.

She smiled affectionately and gave a series of kisses that he eagerly returned as he rubbed his hands up and down her thighs. (Y/N) took off his black button-up shirt and untucked the white t-shirt underneath. They broke the kiss so Takeshi could take it off while she did the same for her clothes. When she was left in her underwear, Takeshi eyed her up with lust filled eyes.

She pulled the lever under the seat up so Takeshi could push it as far back as it would go, giving them more leg room. (Y/N) made quick work in taking off his belt and lowering his pants. She lowered herself to the floor and palmed his hard arousal through his boxers, a low groan emanating through his throat.

She pulled his boxers down and Takeshi gave a relieved moan. With her slim fingers wrapped around the base, she started with slow pumps that had the worked-up man throw his head back against the seat with drawled out moans of her name following. (Y/N) continued her slow pace, waiting for Takeshi to beg her to do something.

Tonight, he was at her complete mercy.

Although, he has behaved wonderfully so far, which is working out in his favour. The better you behave, the more pleasure you'll receive. He brought a hand to her hair, tangling his fingers into it but wasn't able to hold it roughly due to his shaking from such euphoria. His other hand was gripping the edge of the seat so hard that his knuckles had turned white.

"(Y-Y/N) ..." He said shakily, his voice quivering as much as his body.

"Yes Takeshi?" she asked with a seductive tone that made his breath hitch.

"F-faster, p-please..." His voice cracked. (Y/N) complied and quickened her pace as Takeshi's moans resonated throughout the car. She brought her lips to the underside of his arousal and licked upward until she reached the tip. She took most of him in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down. She continued to use her hand for what she couldn't reach, keeping the fast pace.

Takeshi muttered that he was close to coming and (Y/N) stopped her actions, leaning back. The desperate man above her whined in protest from the denial.

"Don't worry love, you'll get it." (Y/N) hummed reassuringly. As she was pushing herself up, Takeshi weakly pointed towards the glove box of the car. She immediately understood and dug around for a second before pulling out the small package and tearing it open, sliding it down his length.

Takeshi watched as she straddled him, some strands of his hair slightly blocking his eyes. He was truly at a loss for words. He never thought he'd see the day where he became so undone under (Y/N)'s touch. He felt like he went completely numb, barely being able lift a finger and not having any feeling in his legs, yet he could feel everything she did to him so vividly.

All in one fluid motion, she had taken off her underwear and lowered herself onto his length. They moaned in unison before (Y/N) lightly wrapped her fingers around his neck with one hand and leaned in, capturing his lips with hers in a passionate kiss. She rubbed her thumb along the side of his neck in up and downward motions. When she lightly squeezed, he hummed pleasantly into the kiss. Takeshi slid his hands up her thighs to hold her hips, his grip tightening for a moment every time she lowered herself back down onto him.

As (Y/N)'s pace increased, the pressure she applied to his neck did as well. They had broken away from the kiss, their breathing getting heavy quickly. Takeshi moaned her name repeatedly as if it were the only thing he knew. His hold on her hips were rough and his nails were leaving small crescents on her skin. The vibrations she felt coming from his throat had her grip on his neck tightening just a bit more, another euphoric moan passing through the man's lips.

(Y/N) loved the way his length filled her so perfectly. The tip hit the right spot that had her eyes roll back and her back arch. When they were nearing their release, she let go of his neck, moving it to his hair. Lacing her fingers through the soft, messy strands, she tugged on it lightly and held onto his shoulder with the other hand for balance.

"Takeshi!" She screamed his name as she came, and he followed shortly after with a drawled-out moan of her name. (Y/N) placed her head on his shoulder, catching her breath. She lightly kissed Takeshi's neck, her hand caressing the other side. He rubbed her hip and pressed kisses on her head.

They sat there in comfortable silence until their breathing had returned to normal and they situated themselves with their clothes. "I don't know what you did to me," Takeshi started, "but fuck I loved every minute of it." He chuckled lightly and (Y/N) joined in.

"Seems to be that you love being the submissive one, hmm?" she gave at him a teasing smile.

"Only for you." He hooked a finger under her chin and pulled her towards him, pressing a long, passionate kiss on her lips then pulling away. "How about I get you home?"

"Only if you stay the night with me?" (Y/N) asked hopefully.

"What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't?" Takeshi winked and started the car. The minute they were under the covers of (Y/N)'s bed, Takeshi pulled her towards him, her back pressing against his chest as he spooned her.

"I thought subs liked being the ones that get spooned?"

"Yeah, yeah, just go to sleep."

Ryosuke Takahashi - Burning Desire

• Ryosuke Takahashi x Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 2,237. • Synopsis: In which the return home from a date night with Ryosuke turns into a drive of building passion that escalates to a burning desire as soon as they reach the Takahashi mansion.

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Another fabulous date night with Ryosuke. (Y/N) smiled as she leaned her head on his shoulder, their arms intertwined as they walked back to his glistening white FC. Ryosuke had taken her a new restaurant that opened up on the peak of Akagi. It was quite a fancy one and a bit pricy to her, yet it was nothing but normal for Ryosuke. The drive up the mountain that was his home course had beautiful scenery, even at night. Seeing the lights down below that illuminated Takasaki was like seeing the stars reflection over a still lake. The restaurant itself wasn't too large considering it sat near the edge of the mountain, but the building inside and out was beautiful. Ryosuke had seats reserved on the balcony that overlooked the entire city below it.

He really knows how to out-do himself with each date, doesn't he?

"Ryosuke, you know you don't have to keep taking me to all these expensive places, right? A simple walk on the beach, trail in the forest, or even sitting in a café with you and a coffee is enough for me." (Y/N) scolded lightly, her smile still on her lips.

"I'm aware, love, however I enjoy doing this for you. You rarely go out to new places or try new restaurants, I thought it would be nice to get you out to experience something new once in a while." The raven-haired man explained honestly, reassuring her it wasn't a problem.

"I don't go out these places when I can make it at home and for cheaper too, Ryo." He chuckled; she was too cute.

When they reached the FC, Ryosuke lightly tugged on her arm when she moved to go to the passenger side. She looked him quizzically as he sat in the driver side. Looking up at her, he pat his lap with a small smirk. "Come on, love." (Y/N)'s eyes widened, and her mouth fell agape slightly.

"Uh, o-okay." She slowly got in, careful of the limited space she had to move around. Ryosuke wrapped a strong arm around her waist, sitting her down on his lap. He lifted her legs with other arm, turning her sideways and resting her legs over the center console.

"How exactly are you going shift gears with me like this?" if his car were automatic it would be easy, he'd only have to use the pedals. With her legs in front of the shifter, it would be more difficult to drive, right?

"You doubt me, darling." He winked as he started the car. The familiar purr of the engine was heard bringing a sense of comfort, helping her relax. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers clasping together to rest on his shoulder. Ryosuke smoothly drove out of the parking lot and onto the pass. (Y/N)'s worries about the drive quickly dissipated, his driving always calmed her down. Her head rested on his shoulder and her fingers weaved through his hair in a repeating manner.

Ryosuke hummed lightly at the relaxing feeling, a gentle smile gracing his features. When they reached the longest straightaway of the pass, Ryosuke brought his hand from the shifter to (Y/N)'s jaw. She lifted her head and he turned her towards him, crashing their lips together. He would get small glances of the road as they kissed until he pulled away to focus on the winding corners nearing the bottom of Akagi.

When they got to the main roads of Takasaki, (Y/N) left a trail of kisses along his neck. Ryosuke groaned when she moved and grinding against him. Stopping at the stop light, he nipped at her neck, a gasp escaping past her lips.

"Keep teasing me and you're going to get punished, naughty girl." He cooed in her ear before pulling away with a smirk and glint in his eyes. (Y/N)'s cheeks turned red and she nodded lightly. The light turned green and Ryosuke continued driving. Withing a few minutes, he parked the FC in the driveway of the mansion. Keisuke's car nowhere to be seen. Good. He thought as they got out of the car, heading to the front door.

The moment the front door was locked, and the couple had their shoes off, Ryosuke picked up (Y/N), pinning her against the wall. He left hickeys all around her neck, nipping at her soft skin causing her to gasp.

"Ryosuke!" She yelped his name from the slight sting.

"If you think you can tease me like that and get away with it, oh how wrong you are, sweetheart." Ryosuke cooed in her ear, his tone low and husky had sent shivers down her spine. She's never seen him like this before, but she certainly wasn't complaining. She could only imagine what he had planned for her.

Ryosuke pulled her away from the wall and lifted her up, carrying her bridal style to his room. Once inside and with the door shut, he locked it before setting her down near the bed. "Now... we're going to do this my way, love. If you're a good girl, you'll be rewarded. Be a naughty girl... and you get punished. Understand, darling?" He said seductively, his deep voice unwavering as he ghosted his fingers along her cheek and jaw.

"Yes, Ryosuke." (Y/N) answered eagerly.

"Good girl." He pressed his soft lips onto hers for a deep, passionate kiss. Their lips molded together perfectly as they moved in sync. Ryosuke trailed his hands along her soft skin until they reached the back of her dress, unzipping it and letting it fall to the floor. (Y/N) hummed into the kiss after he took off her bra and gave her breasts a squeeze before resuming the trail down her body. His hands slipped underneath her underwear and he smirked when he gave her ass a firm squeeze.

He pulled away from the kiss first, slipping her underwear off completely then urging her to lie on the bed. Ryosuke couldn't help but take in his love's appearance. Everything about her was simply perfect. She is the finest work of art he could ever hope to lay eyes on. He took hold of her wrists, holding them above her head as he pulled out handcuffs from god knows where, cuffing her wrists around the small poles of the headboard.

She made a noise of protest and Ryosuke's smirk widened. (Y/N) watched as he undid his tie, her eyes widening when he brought it to her eyes, wrapping it around her and tying it. "They say when you lose one of your senses the others become heightened. So, if you can't see, the things you feel and hear will be much more... enhanced." He hummed in satisfaction and ran his fingers from the bottom of her jaw down to her ankles.

(Y/N) squirmed under his touch. Ryosuke brought his hands back up to her thighs and traced circles on them with his thumbs. With each circle he slowly made his way closer to her arousal.

"Ryo... please." She whimpered and rubbed her thighs against his hand in an attempt to get the friction she wanted.

"Please what? You have to be more specific, love." She knew he had a smirk on his gorgeous face with the tone he spoke with.

"I want you, Ryosuke." (Y/N) sighed out her words lightly that it was almost a whisper.

"And you'll have me, darling. But let's not get too hasty. We should take our time and enjoy this, shouldn't we, love?"

Ryosuke's smirk changed to a pleased smile after sliding a finger in and hearing a loud hum from his lover. He started his movements with a slow pace. When he gradually got faster, he slipped in a second finger, earning him a small moan from (Y/N).

Once he put in a third finger and gave a few quick thrusts, (Y/N) instinctively bucked her hips with a moan. Ryosuke immediately withdrew his fingers and she whined.

"What did I say about being a good girl, (Y/N)?" His tone was firm and unwavering.

"I'm s-sorry. I-I'll be good." Apologizing quickly, she tried to hold herself still through all the small twitches she made. Ryosuke hummed quietly as he licked his finger clean. She heard him get off the bed and strip himself of his clothes, dropping them to the floor. The bed sank down again under his weight as he got back on and moved towards her. He stopped when their hips lined up, his hard member rubbing lightly against her arousal.

"What was it you wanted me to do to you again, love? It seemed to have slipped my mind." Ryosuke leaned down to kiss her collarbones and chest with a smirk gracing his features. (Y/N) mumbled a response that he couldn't make out.

"What was that? You're going to need to speak up, darling."

"I want you to fuck me, Ryosuke!" She said, getting out some of her pent-up frustration.

"That wasn't hard, now was it?" he slowly pushed his length, (Y/N) moaning his name until he was fully sheathed inside of her. He stopped for a moment to let her adjust to the size of his girth before pulling nearly completely out and thrusting back in.

Ryosuke set the pace of his thrusts that was at just the right speed mixed with the right amount of roughness that had their hips snapping together with every thrust the man gave. She would occasionally feel his hot breath on her neck and the shiver-worthy sensation of his tongue leaving a trail along her clavicle. His perfectly soft lips would leave kisses along the side of her neck, his teeth gently nipping at her soft skin that left her legs weak and had her take in small gasps of air.

Minutes had past that were filled with bliss, which only increased for (Y/N) when her blindfold had been untied and removed from her eyes. The first thing she laid her eyes on was the beautiful man above her.

Damn, he's gorgeous. His raven hair was slightly damp, his bangs sticking to his forehead and the side of his face. The light layer of sweat made him glow in the dim light of his bedroom making him look almost ethereal. His chest and stomach rose and fell from his heavy breathing. The definition of his arms was more prominent while tense as he leaned his weight on them to maintain his balance.

Ryosuke was in short, the sexiest man on Earth. He was perfect in every way. From his personality, to his interests, intellect, appearance, and mannerisms. (Y/N) wouldn't trade him for anything else in the world, for there was none better.

Ryosuke slowed his thrusts so he could take off the cuffs that bound her wrists. Once finished, he placed his hand back down on the bed for balance, his thrusts picking up their pace and roughness once again. (Y/N) cupped his cheek with a soft hand and pulled him down for a passionate kiss they both moaned into. She wrapped an arm around his neck, fingers tangling themselves into his silky black hair. She tugged on the strands and pulled away from the kiss.

"R-Ryo, I'm close- h-harder!" (Y/N) whined loudly and wrapped her legs around his waist. Ryosuke growled lowly, his rough thrusts getting rougher and hitting spots deep inside her that had her back arching and head leaning back against the pillow. When his thrusts started getting sloppy, he muttered something under his breath that she couldn't make out. He moaned her name lowly right before she screamed his as she came.

"Ryosuke!"

"(Y/N)!" He moaned her name again, loudly this time. He quickly pulled out before he came onto her stomach.

The couple rested for a few minutes to catch their breath and come down from their high. Ryosuke gave her a loving peck on the lips before asking, "Good time for a shower? You can join me, maybe even have a round two?" he smiled and winked suggestively.

"I can't turn that down." (Y/N) returned the smile and they put on their underwear. As soon they open the door, they're greeted by an unimpressed Keisuke leaning against the wall across from them, arms crossed.

He stared at them with a blank face before speaking, "There's no way in hell you two plan on doing that again. And you're not doing it in the shower! I have to use that one too, you know!" The spiky haired blonde proceeded to go on a rant about walking into the house, hearing their "sinful" and "weird and disturbing" noises as he put it, and began to mimic them. (Y/N) and Ryosuke looked at each other and giggled before looking back at Keisuke.

"What, you think this is funny? I don't bring my girlfriend home and make this kind of weird ass noise when someone else is in the house. You're both disgusting." He pushed himself off the wall and turned around, going into his room and closing the door, muttering things under his breath.

The couple looked at each other one more time, smiles on their faces as they shrugged and headed into the bathroom for their shower. "Well, I suppose we'll have to postpone round two for another time." (Y/N) said.

"Looks like we'll just have to go on another date soon." He winked and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss on her forehead.

Keisuke Takahashi - Lost into the Night

• Keisuke Takahashi x Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 1,911. • Synopsis: In which a bored day at home, turns into a hot night with a famous blonde racer on a secluded overlook, and on the hood of a sexy yellow FD.

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(Y/N) had been cooped up at home all day, bored out of her mind. Keisuke had called her yesterday evening asking her if she wanted to go on a small road trip with him. She quickly accepted, being quite excited for the little event to come.

"Yeah, I can't wait! What time and where?"

"Be ready by six, I'll pick you up then, and you'll just have to wait to find out where we're headed."

(Y/N) glanced up at the clock on the wall. Only four o' clock... what the hell am I supposed to do for the next two hours?

The clock ticked away agonizingly slow until it was finally time for her to get ready. She took a shower, styled her hair, and put on her usual amount of make-up. Heading to her room she looked through her clothes for an outfit.

Keisuke never told me where we're going or if we're stopping somewhere along the way. She hummed in thought before pulling out casual, but nice-looking clothes and slipping them on. She looked at herself in the mirror. Pretty damn good. Glancing over at the clock on her nightstand she checked the time. Five-fifty, only ten minutes until Keisuke shows up. Knowing her man, he'd most likely be here sooner. Speed means everything to the blonde.

As if on cue, she perked up at the sound of a loud exhaust and the small squeal of tires getting closer to her apartment. Speak of the devil and he will come. She chuckled lightly, grabbing her keys and wallet. When she opened the door, Keisuke was standing there like he was about to knock.

"Hey, babe. You got a sixth sense for me, don't you?" Keisuke smirked at her.

"No. Unless you count your loud car, that can be heard a mile away mind you, is considered a sixth sense, then sure." They laughed as they walked down to said car, the bright yellow FD sitting patiently in a parking spot. Keisuke opened the passenger door, and (Y/N) gave him a loving peck on the lips before getting in. He smiled and shut the door, moving to the driver side and hopping in.

The car growled as the engine turned on, getting louder as he pulled out of the parking spot and began the drive. The couple striked up an easy conversation and jokes along the way.

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As they got closer to their destination, the drive had quiet down some, bringing a peaceful silence. Enjoying each other's presence, looking at the scenery around them, and the occasional whistles of the RX-7's turbos. They drove on for another half hour before Keisuke pulled over into a secluded forest area. He guided the FD down the small windy path to reveal a breathtaking view of a small city below them, the beach close to it. The sun was just about to set completely as they arrived, giving the sky brilliant hues of reds and purple. (Y/N) gasped lightly as she stared in awe.

"Hey, are you going to sit in there and stare or are you going to come out and actually see it?" Keisuke's voice pulled her out of her trance.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming." She got out of the car and moved towards him.

"Heh, you will be soon." Keisuke said under his breath, a subtle smirk on his lips.

"You say something?" (Y/N) looked at him curiously.

"Nah, just talking to myself." The blonde gave her a wink and charming smile as he pulled her closer, his strong arms wrapping themselves around her waist. She sat down on the hood of the FD, cuddling into his right side.

Humming contently, she laced their fingers together and he lightly rubbed his thumb over her soft skin, placing a soft kiss on her head. "This is beautiful Kei, thank you." She looked up at him, a loving smile on her face.

"Just for you, love." He said with his famous grin, leaning down to press gentle, loving kisses on her soft lips. They kissed for what felt like hours, the remaining light of the sunset, dimly illuminating their features until it disappeared completely. Their fingers gently tangled in each other's hair as their lips moved in sync.

They pulled away slowly to catch their breath, oxygen sadly being a necessity that interrupted them. Keisuke leaned down further, his slightly rough lips, leaving a path of feathery kisses along her neck. "Keisuke..." (Y/N) said lightly, tilting her neck to give him more access.

"I like the sound of that, gorgeous. Say it louder."

Picking up on his actions, he kissed rougher on the other side of her neck until he found the spot that earned him a delicious moan of his name. Leaving a dark hickey, Keisuke licked up her neck before grabbing her thighs and pulling her over to straddle him. He gripped her ass with one hand and placed the other on the back of her neck. Leaning forward, his lips ghosting over hers and he looked her in the eyes. They were darker and glazed over with lust.

The needy look she saw on him sent a wave of heat through her down to her core. Keisuke tightened his hold on her ass and crashed their lips together. (Y/N) lightly grinded herself against Keisuke's growing arousal that had him growl deeply. He bit her bottom lip, roughening the kiss until he could snake his tongue in. With her arms wrapped around his neck and fingers tangled in his soft blonde locks, Keisuke slid his hands up her body until they reached her breasts, squeezing them. A muffled moan passed her lips as she rubbed up against him further.

Keisuke muttered her name with a raspy voice before wrapping his arms around her and picking her up. He gently laid her onto the hood, wanting to make quick work of taking off her clothes. With her shirt quickly unbuttoned and removed, Keisuke slipped a hand behind her back, unclipping her bra and pulling it off.

(Y/N) turned her head to the side, cheeks quickly turning pink. She felt Keisuke gently take hold of her jaw turning her to face him. He leaned down pressing soft, loving kisses on her lips. She melted into them, feeling his slightly calloused hands move her arms away from her chest and onto the hood.

"Don't be insecure, love, you're beautiful. Understand?"

He gave a reassuring peck on her lips and nuzzled his nose against her cheek with a small hum. Keisuke made sure to go slow to ease her uncertainty. With every kiss and soft touch that he left, she relaxed under him quickly, soon reveling in the sensations Keisuke worked out of her so easily.

Trailing his skilled hands down her stomach to her hips, he busied himself on getting rid of her pants, eagerly pulling them off along with her underwear. (Y/N) loudly gasped out his name, the coolness of the night's air and FD's hood coincide with the building heat of her arousal.

Keisuke's fingers rubbed at her arousal earning him sighs of pleasure. She squirmed, her thighs rubbing against his arm in her attempt to gain more friction. A small moan escaped her throat when Keisuke put in a finger, soon adding in a second, then a third, until she was moaning hopelessly under his touch. She threw her head against the hood and arched her back.

"Kei...suke..." She whined.

"That's what I want to hear. I want to hear you scream for me, babe," he said with a low and husky voice, "I want you begging for me."

"Please, K-Keisuke."

"Please what, gorgeous? What do you want from me?" he smirked, slowing the pace of his fingers and curling them. A loud moan followed before she spoke.

"Fuck me, Keisuke!" She exclaimed frustratedly, drawling out his name. "P-please Kei, I w-want you so bad."

"Good girl." He hummed, satisfied with her pleads.

She gave a small whimper when he withdrew his fingers. He licked them clean, a seductive smirk on his lips. "You taste amazing, love. Now, your reward for behaving so well." Grabbing her hips, he pulled her closer to him. (Y/N)'s legs hung over the FD's hood. She watched Keisuke take off his shirt, revealing his rippling, well-toned muscles that nearly made her salivate.

Undoing his belt, the blonde pulled both his pants and boxers down enough to free his painfully hardened length from its tight confinements. Keisuke groaned lowly and grinded himself against her wet heat. (Y/N) bit her bottom lip as her breath hitched. The deep sound of Keisuke's voice resonated throughout her body, sending a shiver down her spine.

"Ready, gorgeous?" he asked, lined up with her entrance. She nodded eagerly; arms wrapped around his neck. She pulled him down, crashing their lips together. Their moans were muffled by the kiss as Keisuke slowly thrust into her.

"(Y/N) ... fuck you're tight." He growled, thrusting his hips with a slow pace. (Y/N) sighed deeply, her eyes fluttering shut and legs wrapping around Keisuke's waist. She sharply tugged on Keisuke's blonde locks, a loud groan escaping his throat.

Gradually, his thrusts got faster, the hand on her hip leaving a red print and nail marks on her skin. When (Y/N) opened her eyes, she took in her boyfriend's appearance. His silky blonde hair was shaggy with some damp strands sticking to the side of his face and forehead. The small beads of sweat that traveled down the strong muscles of his neck to his chest enhanced his natural, sexy appearance. The way his arms tensed up when he thrust deep into her, the low sounds of his voice when he moaned her name, everything about the man was perfection.

Keisuke snaked his tongue past (Y/N)'s soft lips and eagerly explored the new territory, marking every detail he could with his skillful tongue. When he pulled away to breathe, a strand of saliva connected the two for a moment before breaking. With heavy pants, he made his thrusts rougher that reached places deep inside her, turning (Y/N) into a moaning mess that was nearing her sweet release.

"K-Keisuke..." He knew that tone in her voice. After hearing that beloved sound many times, he knew when she was going to unravel underneath him.

"I know, baby, me t-too." Keisuke replied between breaths, the familiar feeling of his own release, building up quickly.

With a series of rough, sloppy thrusts, they came together making the already euphoric sensation even more intense as they loudly moaned each other's names. When they came down from their high and had their clothes back on, the couple cuddled up closely on the FD's hood. Keisuke had her seated on his lap, legs on each side of him as she leaned into his warm chest.

She hummed with a smile as he held her, arms wrapped protectively around her body. Keisuke gently nuzzled his nose against her hair, leaving gentle and loving kisses atop her head. Her man really knew how to make aftercare a cuddly, warm experience.

"How about we go home?" he asked lightly, "I just want to lay in bed and fall asleep with you next to me." (Y/N) hummed eagerly in agreement, the thought sending a warm feeling through her. By the time they got to the mansion and were under the blankets of his large bed, the couple fell asleep quickly tangled up in each other's arms.

Itsuki Takeuchi - I Need Your Love

• Itsuki Takeuchi x Reader • Word Count: 854. • Synopsis: In which a breakup leads a usually cheerful boy into sadness, his best friend's sister pays him a visit to help cheer him up.

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When Kazumi Akiyama chose her ex over Itsuki, he turned into a wreck. (Y/N) wasn't there when it happened, but Iketani and Kenji said Itsuki had his eyes closed and arms open for her. But then he heard footsteps running the other direction and he opened his eyes. He saw Kazumi in the arms of her ex instead of his. She chose that guy over Itsuki; a genuine, loving person with an amazing personality.

Since then, he had refused to spend time with his friends, doesn't talk much, and would rather stay inside all day. He had zoned out in school with a sad look on his face multiple times and has a difficult time concentrating on schoolwork and at his gas station job. Hell, he barely even talks to (Y/N)'s brother, Takumi! The siblings had spent a lot of time trying to get Itsuki over his heartbreak, but he wouldn't budge.

She felt horrible for him. All he wanted was love and to be happy with someone. (Y/N) loved his outgoing personality. How he fanboys over cars, cracks cheesy jokes, and gets along with people easily. How could someone leave such a caring guy? Kazumi broke up with her ex once for a reason, right? What did he have that Itsuki doesn't?

(Y/N) and Takumi were supposed to visit Itsuki tonight, but his friends dragged him off to go watch a street race on Akina. (Y/N) still decided to head over to see Itsuki. The walk didn't take long and she rang the doorbell to his house. It opened a minute later, revealing Itsuki and his saddened expression.

"Hey (Y/N), come on in." He said softly.

"I brought some tofu from the house. It's a little different than the normal flavours we make. Maybe you'll like it?" she said happily as she stepped inside.

"I'm not hungry, but thanks." Itsuki replied quietly.

"Itsuki, you need to eat. Skipping out on meals and eating little to nothing isn't good for you. You don't even talk to your friends anymore and they're worried about you! I'm worried about you." (Y/N) lowered her voice at the last sentence.

"You-you are?" he looked at her quizzically.

(Y/N) took in a deep breath and sighed, "Of course I am. You're my best friend and I want to make sure you're okay. Whatever this girl did to you, she doesn't deserve to be on your mind and be thought of 24/7."

Itsuki looked away sheepishly and stared at the floor. "I... I just thought we were doing good. Everything we did, everywhere we went, we had a great time. She seemed to like being around me... I thought I finally did something right." He said sadly as tears formed in his eyes.

"No, no, I didn't mean to make it worse!" (Y/N) started to panic, "You're an amazing person, Itsuki! I only meant that if she can leave you so easily for another guy, you can get over her and move on just as easy. Prove not only to her, but more importantly yourself, that you can pick yourself up and move on without letting this affect you so badly," she took him to the couch, sitting down before she continued, "I don't expect you to do it right away, but you can at least start by eating something and talking to your friends again. Hanging out with the guys and going back to street races would really help bring that outgoing part of you back. They're all worried about you and want to see the real Itsuki again, and so do I."

She smiled and pulled him in for a hug. He froze for a moment before relaxing and hugging back. He sighed and lied his head on her shoulder, hugging her tighter. A few moments later, he pulled away.

"Thanks for the talk, it really helped. You're amazing, you know that? I've always had a crush on you, but I never knew if you'd like me back. I suppose I dated that girl to try and figure out how to ask you out, but that didn't go so well." He laughed awkwardly.

"Really?" she looked at him with wide eyes, "I like you too, Itsuki!" She surprised him, pulling him into another hug.

He gasped in surprise, but his features quickly turned happy as his famous grin made its appearance.

"So, you'll go out with me?" he asked hopefully.

"Yes!" She smiled brightly, kissing him on the cheek.

"You really know how to turn my worst days in to the best ones, don't you?"

"That's what I do best! Now, how about some tofu and a cheesy comedy movie? I brought both." She gave him a cheeky smile and held up a plastic bag.

"Sounds fun, I'll get the movie ready." He took the case and headed towards the TV.

"I'll make dinner!" She took the tofu to the kitchen and grabbed other ingredients to make something. A few minutes later, she set the food down on the table in the family room and sat next to Itsuki as they dug in, enjoying a cheesy movie together.

Mako Sato & Sayuki - Rock Me to the Top

• Mako Sato x M!Reader x Sayuki | Smut | • Word Count: 1,114. • Synopsis: In which the racers of Impact Blue share the same feelings as their friend does for them, so the girls come up with a solution that works in everyone's favour.

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"Hey, Mako, I was thinking..." Sayuki paused before continuing, "you know how (Y/N) said that he loves both of us but doesn't want to choose one over the other? That he felt like it would our relationship with each other?"

"Yeah, I remember. What are you getting at?" Mako looked at Sayuki curiously.

"Well, what if he didn't have to choose one of us? We could share each other." Sayuki replied, biting her bottom lip.

"I suppose it wouldn't be too difficult to keep it a secret from others. Everyone pretty much knows the three of us are friends already. It doesn't sound like a bad idea, Sayuki," Mako spoke thoughtfully, "should we invite (Y/N) over, then? We can talk it over and see what he thinks."

"Yeah, that sounds good. I'll call him and we can go to my place." Sayuki grabbed her phone and Mako turned the car on, starting to drive to Sayuki's house.

(Y/N) answered the phone after two rings and Sayuki asked if he could come over tonight to talk about what the girls had planned. He agreed and Sayuki gave a quick, "Sweet!" before they ended the call.

"That went well, hm? What do you have in mind, exactly?" Mako questioned.

"Something that I'm sure we'll all enjoy." Sayuki replied with a smirk, causing Mako to hum thoughtfully as she continued to drive.

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The girls sat on the couch as they waited for (Y/N) to arrive. They chatted about anything that came to mind until Mako asked, "Do you think he's going to agree to do this?"

"Well, you and I are already on board with the idea. If it's consent he's worried about, that won't be a problem. We already agreed, so it's up to him if he wants to go through with it."

"I'm honestly kind of excited about this, it'll be interesting." Mako said with a glint in her eyes. The doorbell rang a few moments later and Sayuki went to open it.

"Hey (Y/N), come on in!" She stepped aside as he entered.

"So, you wanted to talk to me about something?" He questioned quizzically. Mako had walked over and stood on the other side of (Y/N).

"Well, we know you like us, and we came up with a solution, if you agree of course. Since you don't want to choose one of us over the other, you can share us." Sayuki explained as her and Mako each wrapped an arm around his and they gave a quick peck on each side of his neck.

"Um, well I'm fine with. I love you both but are you sure you want to do this?" he looked at the girls with a blush creeping onto his cheeks.

"Oh yeah, we're sure." They replied in unison.

(Y/N) sighed when the girls placed one more kiss on his neck before taking him upstairs to Sayuki's room. They had him sit on the bed and lean against the headboard. Mako crawled over to his left side and pulled him into a rough and passionate kiss that he eagerly returned.

Sayuki crawled over to his other side, sliding her hand up his thigh slowly. As she trailed her hand over clothed length, she could feel that it was already hard. Mako slid her hands up and down his chest and swiped her tongue across his bottom lip. (Y/N) opened his mouth and their tongues fought for dominance. Just as he was about to win, Sayuki grabbed his hard length making him gasp and freeze long enough for Mako to win.

Sayuki started to undo (Y/N)'s pants and pull them along with his boxers down in one movement. Bringing her hand to his arousal, she trailed her fingers along the base of it, earning her a groan from the man. Mako unbuttoned his shirt and took it off before initiating another rough kiss.

(Y/N) took off Mako's clothes and brought a hand to her heat, teasingly rubbing his fingers around it. She moaned while grinding against his hand, wanting more friction.

"(Y/N) ...please." She begged as her grinding got rougher. He trailed his fingers down the centre before easily sliding them into her. He increased the pace, and she moaned. When he added a third finger, her moans got louder. Sayuki quickly took off her clothes and straddled (Y/N), lowering herself onto his length, taking all of him in at once.

He groaned deeply, quickening the pace of his fingers as Mako's moans of his name echoed throughout the room. He held Sayuki's hip roughly with his free hand and thrust up as she came down.

"Sayuki... that's it." (Y/N) said between pants she continued to come down, meeting his thrusts. Returning his attention to Mako, he curled his fingers causing her to throw her head back and yell his name as she came on his fingers. He pulled them out and Mako grabbed his wrist, bringing his hand to mouth as she cleaned it off with her tongue.

As (Y/N) watched her, he could feel himself getting close and Sayuki noticed. She met his thrusts a few more times before lifting off of him as he came on her stomach.

"Switch?" Sayuki looked towards Mako.

"Sure."

The girls switched places and Mako crawled between his legs. As she lowered herself onto his length, Sayuki left kisses and hickeys down the side of his neck. Mako groaned lightly as she grinded against him before fully taking him in. Doing the same thing he did to Mako, (Y/N) teased her wet entrance.

"Don't be like that..." Sayuki said breathlessly as she took his hand and immediately put three fingers into her. She moaned his name and bit her lip when he set the pace quickly.

As Mako rode him, she took more of him in each time she came down. She eventually went faster when she found a steady rhythm. (Y/N) held her hip as he thrust up into her. Both of the girl's moans echoed through the room as they were equally pleasured. He could feel Mako's walls slowly tightening around him.

(Y/N)'s thrusts get faster as does his ministrations to Sayuki. When he curled his fingers and gave a sharp thrust, both girls moaned his name. He could feel both of them getting closer and kept up his speed until the girls yelled his name, coming at the same time. (Y/N) gave a few more rough thrusts then pulled out, coming onto Mako's stomach.

When they came down from their high, they cleaned up quickly before crawling back in bed. The girls curled up on each side of (Y/N), his arms draped over their waists as they fell asleep.

Goū Hojo - Night Fever

• Goū Hojo x Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 1,524. • Synopsis: In which enjoying the coolness and serene peace of night time on a mountain turns into night fever for an NSX driver and his girl.

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Another race had been finished tonight on Tsubaki Line with, of course, Sidewinder being the winning team. (Y/N) and Goū were sitting on the hood of his NSX, chatting with some teammates. Sometime after the race had finished, everyone started to leave one by one, until they were the only two left.

Goū lied down on the hood, gently pulling (Y/N) down with him. She rested her head on his shoulder as he had an arm wrapped around her waist with his hand settled on her hip, softly tracing patterns into it. The air had a soft, cool breeze passing through the trees and over them. The sounds of crickets and owls could easily be heard when no cars were around. The moon and stars shined and twinkled gently in the night sky.

The mountain turned quiet, serene, and peaceful so quickly when the people and their cars disappeared. "It would be easy to fall asleep here." (Y/N) spoke softly, a small smile on her face as she studied all the stars.

"Yeah, definitely." Goū agreed, running his fingers through the girl's soft hair.

"Especially when your cuddled up with your man on top of his car." She added and looked up at him, giving a small wink. He chuckled, making his deep voice sound even hotter.

(Y/N) flipped over and moved around until she was on her stomach, lying on top of him, a leg on each side of his. Normally this would be kind of uncomfortable, but his car had a long, flat hood, so it wasn't too bad for either of them. Goū had his arms wrapped (Y/N)'s waist, holding her in place as she had herself propped up a bit, leaning her arms against his chest. Moving one of his arms, he tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her down for a long, passionate kiss. Humming against his lips, she gladly returned it, giving his hair a light tug.

A small, barely audible groan snuck past his lips. But of course, (Y/N) heard it loud and clear and decided to pull on it a bit harder. She smirked when the sound of a louder groan reached her ears. Goū pulled away from the kiss and started to trail smaller ones up and down her neck until he found her sweet spot. Her sighs and moans only fueled him more, focusing on the spot, giving it a dark mark. He was taken by surprise when she started doing the same, the both of them latched onto each other's necks at the same time.

She left her own mark that was just as dark as his then pulled away, catching his lips for another kiss. Goū slid his tongue across her bottom lip and she gladly let him snake it in. Their tongues fought for dominance and (Y/N) easily won after giving a sharp tug on his hair, making him give a borderline whimper and melt under her touch.

She smirked, deepening the kiss, and lightly grinding back and forth against him in a teasing manner. His arousal quickly became apparent as she soon felt the tent in his pants grow bigger with each grind. Goū slipped his hands under (Y/N)'s shirt and lifted it up, taking it off of her. He shamelessly stared at her breasts, still covered by her bra, causing her to chuckle lightly.

Goū was most definitely a tits kind of guy.

He took the opportunity of her being distracted with laughing and flipped her over, her back touching the cool metal of the car's hood. He leaned down to her chest and left kisses along the top of her breasts, occasionally leaving small bite marks and hickeys. Earning him small moans and sighs, he reached behind her and unclipped her bra, giving them more attention. He gave one a light kiss before taking it his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. (Y/N) gave soft moans at his ministrations, loving the feeling of how skilled his tongue is. Not forgetting about the other, he brings a free hand up and gently massages it. After a few minutes he switches and gives the same treatment to the opposite one.

Once he was finished, he slowly trailed his hands to the hem of her shorts, undoing them and pulling them down along with her underwear. (Y/N)'s breath hitched as the breeze hit the heat between her legs. Goū held her legs still, his hands on her thighs as he left a trail of kisses from her lips down to her waist. Slowly, ever so slowly making his way down, the kisses felt like feathers against her skin.

Small moans escaped past (Y/N)'s lips and she quickly unbuckled Goū's belt, the anticipation becoming unbearable. He took notice and decided to tease her a little. Goū lightly traced his finger around her heat, causing her to squirm a little. Slowly getting closer and closer to her core with every whimper and beg she lets out.

"Goū, come on... please?" (Y/N) whimpered as she wiggled her hips in desperation.

"Please what, baby? What do you want me to do to you?" He whispered huskily into her ear, this time grinding teasingly against her, slowly and lightly. His words sent a shiver down her spine, the coolness of the hood only intensifying it. His fingers finally made their way to her heat and slid in, moving them quickly. (Y/N) moaned his name loudly, her back arching slightly.

"Fuck me p-please, I n-need you, damn it!" She stuttered out, the frustration becoming too much for her. She sat up and quickly took his shirt off. Having to withdraw his fingers from her in order to do so, she released a small whine from the now empty feeling but continued focusing on getting rid of his clothes.

His belt already undone and loose, she lowered the waistband of his pants and boxers, his hardened member now out of its restricting confinements. Goū let out a deep moan, the pressure not so painful anymore. She pulled him towards her a bit more with her legs, wrapping them around his waist. Goū leaned over her, a hand flat on the hood to keep his balance and the other on her hip, holding her still as he pushed into her.

Groaning each other's names loudly, (Y/N) wrapped her arms around his neck, fingers tangled in his hair and a hand clawing at his shoulder blades. I don't think I'll ever be able to get used to his size. Damn. Goū thrust back in and she moaned, the grip on his shoulders tightening. The tip of his member hit that spot deep inside her perfectly every time.

"Fuck, you're tight babe." He lowered his head and left kisses and bites along her collarbone. She retaliated with bites along his neck, earning her deep moans from Goū who also increased the roughness of his thrusts. (Y/N) gave a sharp tug on his hair and his moans quickly turned to an animalistic growl. His hold on her hip tightened as he pushed deeper inside her.

Her back arched from the euphoric sensation and her eyes started to see white. She could make a strong bet that he would fuck her to high heaven if he could. A sheen layer of sweat glistened on their skin, the small stray strands of hair had gotten stuck on the sides of their face and foreheads.

Goū's eyes were dark and lustful, but also showed the love and adoration he had when he looked at (Y/N). He loved having her under him like this; her back flat on the hood of his car, hair clinging to her face that showed undeniable pleasure, and the entirety of her body. She was beautiful.

But he also couldn't complain when she was on top of him. Her dominant self was quite a sight when she let it take over. It was downright sexy. The way her voice lowered just a bit, the seductive whispers she'd spill into his ears, her thighs on each side of his as her hips straddled him. Fuck, that was hot.

He got closer and closer to the edge of his release just from thinking about it as he continued his rough and deep thrusts that earned him those beautiful moans of hers. The way her hoarse voice begged him to go harder only fueled that desire.

Soon enough, her release came and his followed right after with a scream of his name and a deep groan of hers. After catching their breaths and putting their clothes back on, they got in the red NSX, preparing to leave. Goū leaned over the center console and captured (Y/N)'s lips for a quick, passionate kiss before pulling away with a small smirk.

"We'll have to have a round two in here next time, babe." He winked at her as he started to drive out of the lot. "I don't think there's enough room for that, Goū; it's pretty small in here." She laughed lightly with a small eye roll.

"Guess we'll just have to test that theory then, huh?"

"In your dreams, hot shot."