Desk Work

Desk Work

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Female Reader

Summary: You persuade your hardworking boyfriend to take a break. He more than happily accepts your way of unwinding him.

One-shot

Content: Slight fluff, romance, established relationship, stress relief, oral sex, vaginal sex, desk sex, creampie, minor praise kink.

Warnings: Sexual content, smut, NSFW, mild language.

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Laying mindlessly on Akira's bed, your (e/c) eyes went from the window to him working on his desk. The noiret was occupied in making picklocks for the Phantom Thieves' next heist. Morgana had chosen to stay with Futaba for the night at your request, while also promising to have Akira go to bed on time. so everything were relatively quiet.

A frown settles on your lips as you silently watched your boyfriend's back. As the leader, it was natural for him to be busy with prioritizing school and thieving. But lately you've noticed how tired he's gotten, his day to day schedule seemed to be more packed than usual, along with the small signs of stress he was giving off. This was why you had asked Morgana to give you some privacy. You knew Akira as much as he knew himself, and being a workaholic was one of them. As of this moment he had been working for almost two hours, which was enough for you to take over. If anyone could persuade him, it was you, his girlfriend.

Sitting up and standing on your socked feet, you slowly make your way to him. Akira, being so attentive to his task, didn't notice you approach.

Just an inch apart from behind him, you lean down to wrap your arms around his neck, making him pause. "You've been at this for a while now." you softly say. "How about a break?"

"There's still a few things I need to go over, then I'm done. It'll be quick." Akira assured, accepting your embrace with a small smile.

Remaining unswayed as you knew it would be far from quick, you brush some of Akira's curly locks away to lay a kiss on his temple. You continue the action, transitioning from his cheek to his jaw, which had him instinctively incline to you. The corners of your lips turned upwards, eyes brightening as an idea came to your mind.

Pulling away from the male, he gives a small look of disappointment before it changed to one of curious interest as you went to stand in front of him. Since Akira knew he wasn’t going to be able to turn down your affections.

Moving to sit on his lap with your legs hanging either side, Akira didn't hesitate to welcome you in. Placing a hand on your hips, he moved one to cup the back of your neck, pulling your face to his to mesh a kiss. You wrapped your arms around Akira's shoulders as the both of you thought nothing but each other. The noiret pressed on with a bit more force, like he was deprived of your lips for so long. The faint sounds of the streets and cars going by were left as buzzing background noises. Giving a small moan against your lip-lock, you felt the blissfulness of his touch. But soon you broke apart, taking in deep breaths of air as your half-lidded gazes met.

"You are a sneak, you know that." Akira breathed out, rubbing a thumb over your cheek.

You deliver a cheeky grin from his comment, "Take a break." you repeat. "You've worked long enough."

"I can never say no to you, can I?" he chuckles.

"You really can't." your eyes gleam.

Leaning up to kiss you once again, you stop his movements by pressing a finger to his lips. Seeing his confused expression, you merely give another smile as you got up from his lap and sat on your knees in front of him. Akira's charcoal colored eyes widened upon realizing what you were doing. A light blush came on his face. This wasn't the first time you two have been intimate before, having gone all the way a few times, but it was still a fresh thing in your relationship. Your boyfriend scooted up a bit and and laid back on his chair, invested in how this would play out.

Raising yourself up enough while still kneeling, you move to his pelvis and kissed the crotch of his Shujin plaid pants. Akira kept still, holding a light shudder at the feeling. Focusing, you rub a palm over his groin, with your nose grazing the top. Akira could almost squirm as his length slowly gave in to your touch, arousing.

You then unbuttoned and zipped down his pants, pushing the slit of his underwear aside, his light-hard shaft sprang up in your direction. Akira's attention was completely on you, sensing a shiver at the excited and loving way you looked at his length. His head slumped when you sweetly kissed the tip before brushing your lips along the rest. You pressed multiple kisses everywhere, including his balls that had Akira writhing.

Finally making your back to the tip, you stick your tongue out and give his erected cock a lick, to which your boyfriend let out a pleased groan. Lazily gazing up at his face, you made open sloppy kisses before sucking the head. Akira let out another groan, tilting back with closed eyes, jaw slacking. He then reached out and tangled his hand in your hair, caressing it as you took more of him in your mouth. With his impressive size, it would've taken some practice to get all of him, but you had plenty of time to get to know his body. Taking even more, it wasn't long until you reached his pelvis, lips almost touching his balls.

Akira moaned at the warmth of your throat, blissed out as you began bobbing your head. Your tongue swirled around his cock like a savored treat, hands gripping the waistband of his pants. The noiret used his hand to help you move, gently taking control.

Watching his expression, you used a hand to massage his balls while moaning yourself, causing him to shudder and groan more at the vibrations. You knew just how Akira liked it. All he could focus on was the pleasure and the way you were worshipping his cock. He felt a knot in his stomach as you hollowed your cheeks, never faltering from the pace. Akira soon gasped and a loud moan came when his cum soon went down your throat. You eagerly drink it all up, making sure not to miss a drop, the warmth of his orgasm enveloped your gullet. You really did love the taste of him.

When he was finished, you slowly pull away, saliva connecting your mouth with his shaft as you listened to him pant from his release. Taking a few breaths, you gave a small smile before pressing one last kiss to the tip.

"Feeling more relaxed, Aki?" you softly ask with a head tilt, licking your lips.

Your boyfriend's steel eyes were glazed over, pupils blown out as he stared down at you in your kneeling position.

"C'mere." his low, mellow voice quietly said, bringing you to your feet to crash your lips together in a passionate and messy lip-lock. Pushing his own tongue in your mouth, he could make out the leftover taste of himself. You let out a muffled mewl as you melt into Akira, with him smiling against you in response. His hanged out cock was brushing your upper thigh under the skirt of your school uniform. You could already tell that he was still hard and craving for more.

Parting, Akira quickly turns you around and bends you over his desk. You gasped at the sudden action, but immediately get into it as you arched your back and raised your hips for him. Akira's gaze racks over your form with hungered lust, admiring your body.

He raises his hands to either sides of your thighs, trailing up to reach your skirt that almost gave him a glimpse of your panties. Flipping the fabric to your waist, Akira let out an appreciated sigh as he groped your ass cheeks with each hand, enjoying the softness. He then went ahead and slipped your underwear down to the floor, leaving your bare slit vulnerable to his sight.

Akira easily saw the small dampness of your panties and your core wetting. He brought a finger in and touched your folds, rubbing them before prodding his digit inside. You rested your head sideways on his desk, body moving along with his touch. A moan slips passed you as Akira added another, slowly thrusting both inside you easily. It went on for a minute until he took his fingers out and sucked them clean, humming at your taste.

With his cock hard and ready, he grabbed ahold of it and aligned the head to your slicked folds. With eager anticipation, Akira slammed his entire length into your pussy, making you push your head back with a loud moan. He began a rapid pace, roughly crashing his pelvis against your ass as he thrusted. Your mind could only go blank as you delve into the euphoria. Akira was relentless, quick to put in deep force. He was letting go and not holding back, having been stressed for some time. Between school, Phantom Thief work, and confidant ranking, he needed a way to relieve the pressure. Especially with being the leader of the rising famed group, Akira had a full plate in his hands. And you, his lovely girlfriend, knew just what to do to help him.

The sounds of skin slapping skin echoed the attic, including your moans and the grunts from Akira. With your walls squeezing him as he kept the pace, you made him feel undeniably good. You go to reciprocate, trying to meet his thrusts as you both basked in the pleasure. A smirk slowly spreads on Akira’s lips at how responsive you were to him, letting him ravage you like this. Hands grasping your hips, Akira went even faster, almost animalistic in the way he continued slamming his cock against your pussy. You couldn't pay attention to anything else but your boyfriend. The size of his length, the shape, the pace, it all felt overwhelmingly blissful.

"Good girl. That's my good girl~" he moans. "Taking my cock so well, you love it when I fuck you, right?"

"Yeessss!" you cry, eyes rolling back before they closed, a small trail of drool going down your chin. "Feels so good, 'Kira!"

"Treasure," groaned the noiret.

Feeling you tighten more at his praising, he leaned over you to stuff his face against your neck, reveling in your sweet scent. Your moans keep spilling when Akira thrusted deeper, crying out when his cock hit your cervix over and over again. He was also quick reach over and rub your clit fast, making you reel and wiggle in his embrace.

"I-I'm gonna—"

"Let go," Akira whispered in your ear. "Cum for me, love."

Instantly your body listened to him, trapped by his melodic deep voice and the pleasure of his cock. With another cry, you came, walls clamping down on him as your cum drenched his shaft. Riding out your orgasm, Akira made quicker and deeper thrusts before he slammed into you one more time, semen spilling inside your womb and filling you to the brim. You groaned as the warmth flooded your stomach, body slumping with only Akira's desk supporting your weight.

Akira lay kisses onto the side of your face, sweetly massaging your back. His room smelled of sex now, not that it bothered either of you, it would fade soon.

"I'm feeling much better now." Akira murmurs, his own body at ease. "Thank you, Treasure."

A giggle slips passed you at the adoring nickname he reserved for you. "I'm glad you are. I love you."

"I love you, too." he smiled warmly, face soft as he turned your head to press a firm kiss on your lips.

Pulling his shaft out, Akira admired the small dribble of his cum leaking out of your slit. Helping you stand back up to face him, he leaned down to kiss your forehead. But what he did next surprised you as he lifted you up to sit on his desk this time, spreading your legs out as he sat back on his chair with his wet length tucked back in.

Akira reached out and pushed your shirt up, with you helping him take it off completely. He then went to undo your bra with swiftness, having practiced on you plenty enough. Seeing your breasts in front of his very eyes, Akira bit his bottom lip before descending down on you. Encasing your right nipple in his mouth, he dragged his tongue to sweep over the bud until he began to suck. Not leaving your left breast out, he brought his hand to pinch and grope it.

Your head tilted back as you moaned at the pleasure Akira was delivering.

"'Kiirra~"

Taking his mouth away with a pop, Akira cupped both of your breasts and pushed them together, licking over both of them. You brought a hand to grasp his soft black frizzy hair, pushing his face closer to your bust.

"I think you deserve something more." he spoke mischievously, pulling an inch away as he rubbed the insides of your thighs that slowly went up higher and higher. The expression on your boyfriend's face was one you recognized all too well in the Metaverse. It only meant one thing. Akira's Joker side was coming out to play.

"Just sit back and enjoy the show, Treasure."

Night Lights

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x GN Reader

Summary: For the finale of your date, you go on the Ferris wheel to simply enjoy the view and each other’s company.

Drabble

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, date night, Ferris wheels, soft Joker.

Warnings: None.

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When your cart reaches the top, you eye the twinkling city lights out the window with wonder. Ren does the same, though his attention was directed towards you, mesmerized by the way the gleam of the reflective surface highlighted your features. To him, you looked brilliant.

His heart swells when you softly smile to yourself without realizing, gaze shining with merriment. Everything about your date today was amazing, you and Ren had a grand time together. And it would just be one of many you’d have in the future.

Feeling your lover’s stare, you turn to meet familiar and intense gray eyes behind those pair of fake glasses. You almost pause when seeing the warmth in Ren’s look, the adoration that he continued to deliver. A smile of his own soon comes out.

Butterflies invade your stomach, and you can’t help but carry a sense of shyness. “Thank you for today, Ren. I loved it.”

He slowly moves his arm to wrap over your shoulders, pulling you to lean on his. Not that it made a difference, you sat side by side together with barely a gap between you. Both of your hearts thudded from the embrace.

“No need to thank me, Treasure. I loved this, too.” Ren rested his lips to your forehead. “Should we come here again next time?”

“Yeah,” your cheeks tint a pink shade as you relaxed against him. “let’s.”

You very amazing. I didn't think you'd see my request. Take your time on it! And it's fine if you wanna post it anywhere else. Just go with the flow. 🦟🦗🦟🦗🦟🦗🦟🦗🦟 (I'm in my weighted blanket about to pass out from sleep)

I’m regularly on Tumblr and I always check my notifications, so I pretty much keep tabs on everything. And thank you for your permission and compliment. In full honesty, I’m kind of awkward when praises are aimed specifically at me. When it comes to writing about myself, I get lost on showing expressiveness in literal words without making myself appear detached and so formal in addressing you all, compared to what I write in my stories.

I try to expand at least enough forms of writing in them for everyone and myself to like. Of course I hardly read my stories since it’s like an artist, actor, director, etc, critiquing their own work on every detail. I suppose it’s just a natural habit.

#𝟭 𝗙𝗮𝗻-𝗮𝗿𝘁/𝗔𝗿𝘁𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸

𝐌𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 ‘𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 || 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝟓 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲’.

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This is the first artwork I have made public as an example to what the Reader would dress like, with me as an example. I was skeptical on whether or not to post it here since I was not too into the results, but I figured why not. Maybe over time my skills will improve; making digital art is different compared to paper to me.

𝐀𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x GN Reader

Summary: You suddenly wake up in fear of being in one of the Shadows’ violent attacks again. Luckily, his presence is there to ground you.

Drabble

Content: Fluff, comfort, established relationship.

Warnings: None.

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There’s a tremble in your shoulders that he noticed. Your hands were gripping the blanket in such a strong hood your knuckles turned white. Akira’s brows scrunched with concern as he observed more of your actions.

The two of you were at your place for a relaxing day to spend together. You spent time watching a few movies, playing video games, talking, going through the group chat in discussion of the Phantom Thieves’ next heist.

Late afternoon came by when the two of you took a nap together, lying on your bed in a cuddle.

It was peaceful at for the past 20 minutes until Akira woke up hazily to see you. Your breathing was deep, your body couldn’t help but turn over many times.

He reached a hand to brush your hair to soothe you. It already dawned on him that you were having a nightmare. And he already had a feeling on what it was.

“Treasure...” Akira’s smooth voice gently calls out.

That single word was enough to jolt you awake. Startled, you immediately sit back up and dart your eyes around the room for any suspicious movements, face in a slight panic with your body still trembling.

Your lover didn’t hesitate to embrace you, chin resting on the top of your head.

“It’s only me, (Y/N)... No one else, okay?” Akira rarely ever calls you your name unless he felt the need to.

Rubbing a hand down your back, he made sure not to linger on the healed scar for too long.

Your body seemed to ease better once you realized it was only him, and relaxed despite the small tears threatening to fall.

“Just listen to my heartbeat, Treasure. And you’ll know it’s real.” he whispered.

Feeling Akira like this, you’re met from fear to peace.

“T-thank y-you..” you manage to whimper out.

His only response back is a kiss on your forehead.

Cafés & Intimate Moments

Fandom(s): Arsène Lupin - Maurice Leblanc/Persona 5

Arsène/Arsène Lupin x Fem Reader

Summary: It isn’t the coffee that makes this infamous gentleman thief come back again and again to the local café in town, but the cute owner that runs it. And true to his occupation, he doesn’t waste any time to state his goal.

Drabble

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, secret relationship, flirting, pining, cafés, coffee, coffee shops, café owner Reader.

Warnings: None.

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”Chérie,” Arsène lowly whispers in your ear, brushing a strand of hair away as he cradled you face in his hands.

You can’t help but lean into his warm touch, eyes closed as you soaked in his presence. The café was closed for the day, with dawn about to set in. It’s at that time where a particular thief comes to visit you. As guile and stealthy as ever, the man showed no skills of an amateur, making sure to not get caught during his routinely crusades.

The coffee you made for him earlier was almost empty, resting on the counter as he came around to stand with you. Despite the danger of possible arrest for associating with the notorious Arsène Lupin, more so having intimate relations, the two of you showed no care in the world.

Arsène goes to rub his nose with yours, the heat of his coffee breath fanning your flushed cheeks. “Vous avez ce monsieur amoureux de vous, mon doux propriétaire.” [1.]

”Tant qu'il n'y a que moi, mon voleur sournois.” [2.] you quietly respond, lips now brushing his.

“Juste toi, trésor.” [3.] Arsène soon closes the gap between your lips, enveloping you in the taste of the sweet coffee you made him.

𝖤𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝖳𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇:

[1.] “𝖵𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗓 𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗎𝗑 𝖽𝖾 𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗌, 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝗑 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾.” (𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗈𝗋.)

[2.] “𝖳𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗊𝗎'𝗂𝗅 𝗇'𝗒 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗂, 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝗏𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗈𝗂𝗌.” (𝖠𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖾, 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝖾𝖿.)

[3.] “𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗂, 𝖳𝗋𝖾́𝗌𝗈𝗋.” (𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖳𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾.)