Kazuha Smut - Blog Posts

𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 kazuha x m!reader — 5.1k words, not proofread, minors do not interact

TO NOTE: strangers to lovers, mentions and use of alcohol (no drunk sex though), kazuha and reader are roommates, sort of college / modern au, morning sex / sleepy sex, praise, pet names (good boy [?], angel, uh i cant remember sorry), aftercare is not written but it is given, praise teehee, reader rides kazuha, kazuha jerks reader off, lmk if i missed any thanks :3

KAI SAYS: GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!! birthday post im now 20 that sounds so old euugghh

Rent was hell.

Your minimum income, which was mostly spent on necessities and college fees, was barely able to pay last month. And now with inflation, you weren’t sure how you were going to make it through another year.

But, there was always hope. It was only the beginning of June after all.

Last week, your friend introduced you to a website to find roommates. Having a roommate would solve a few of my problems, you thought as you scrolled through the site on your computer. For one, the rent would be split between the two of you, which was much more manageable than right now. And, for two, you would get to actually talk to someone every day.

It would be a win-win situation if the two of you got along.

After a few days of thinking everything through, looking at different people’s profiles, because the site was a “Tinder for roommates,” as your friend had put it, you found a man that matched your preferences.

Kaedehara Kazuha.

From what you could tell by his profile, he looked like a sweet man. His profile picture was set to a white cat, and you can see his hand atop its head, gently petting against the cat’s ears. You hadn’t met him in person yet, but through text, you’d managed to get to know him a bit.

The two of you texted about your hobbies and Kauha told you about his life. He was getting a degree in poetry at a college near your house, which is why he selected the area. He told you earlier today about himself. He liked to eat fish and go drinking out. He liked staying with animals he liked warm weather and sunny days, and he liked to spend time with his loved ones and friends.

To be honest, he seemed a bit too good to be true.

But, you think, I suppose some people are just like that.

With a content sigh, you shut your computer. You’d texted Kazuha and the two of you had planned for him to move in today. It seemed a little quick to you, but Kazuha said he didn’t really have anything big to move over. According to him, he’d only be bringing one suitcase and backpack.

Yesterday, you cleaned out the guest room—well, know his room. It was tedious work, something you hoped you wouldn’t have to do again. Ever. But, you supposed it would be worth it in time.

So now here you were, sanding proudly with your hands on your hips smiling at your spotless house. Kazuha better like it here… You think. Your hand goes to run through your hair gently, combing it back. You’re about to flop down onto the couch and maybe take a nap—only for the familiar tune of the doorbell to ring through the house, echoing and bouncing off the walls.

Your head snaps backwards, a nervous smile making its way onto your lips.

You rush to the door, ignoring the slight shake in your step. Your heartbeat quickens and you don’t know why. Kazuha’s a nice man. You remind yourself, though you don’t think that’s why you're nervous.

Slowly, you unlock your door and turn the doorknob with your other hand. And there, standing to greet you is your new roommate. Kaedehara Kazuha.

You greet him with a polite smile, cracking open the door just enough to let him inside. The roll of his suitcase from the sidewalk outside up onto the flooring of your house sends a loud ‘Clunk! Clunk!’ sound and you wince a little.

You shut the door behind you, schooling your expression as you turn back to Kazuha. He trunks to you quickly and smiles gently. “Ah,” he says and his voice is so soft when he speaks, “I’m Kazuha, but I suppose you already know that.”

You introduce yourself, finishing off the same as him with a short, “but I suppose you already knew that too.”

He nods politely a small laugh flitting out of his lips. You lead him to his new bedroom, helping him carry his backpack as he lifts his suitcase, not wanting the wheels to dirty the floor. Kazuha takes a look around, his smile being ever present as you drop his backpack by the door.

“It’s nice here.” He comments, turning his gaze from you to his bedroom.

A bashful grin makes its way to your lips. “Thanks.” You murmur. “Cleaned just for you.”

With that, he’s looking back at you. “Just for me?” He responds, and there’s an edge of playfulness that lies beneath the overlaying gratefulness in his tone. “Thank you.”

You just nod, not fully trusting your voice.

After a moment, Kazuha sits down at the edge of his bed, tracing his hands over the expanse of the duvet. “We should go out sometime.” He says and you blink. You’re face feels warm and you hope Kazuha doesn’t see.

“Like…” Your voice trails off, leaving your sentence unfinished. Like a date? You wanted to say, but your lips don’t seem to work.

Kazuha seems to take note of this, chuckling softly. “Just to get to know each other better. Doesn’t have to be anything fancy.” He gives you a comforting smile and your nervousness seems to dissipate when you look at him.

“Ok.” You agree. “We can plan something for after you’ve gotten more… settled in.”

Kazuha’s smile widens and he gives you a nod. “Thanks.”

You take a deep breath, before speaking up again. “I’ll leave you to it then.” You turn on your heel before walking out of Kazuha’s new bedroom. You shut the door gently before speed-walking to your room and collapsing onto your bed.

Your breathing comes out in soft puffs as you bury your face into a pillow, curling yourself on your bed. What the fuck was that? You cry mentally. You grip onto the bedsheets tightly. Your heart is beating fast and you think it’d beat tight through your ribs if you don’t calm down soon. You bring your hands to your face, dragging them across your eyes. “I’m fucked.” You curse quietly. Kazuha’s so nice! You know you probably won’t even last a month without developing some sort of feelings for him and that scares you. 

You… don’t want to ruin what little the two of you had managed to build up in the past week. As little as it was, you like what you have with Kazuha. In the back of your mind, though, there’s the nagging feeling for more. You want to get closer to Kazuha, you want to spend time with him.

Maybe that date of his wouldn’t be too bad.

With a heavy sigh, you twist your body to lay like a starfish, sprawled across your bed. You turn your gaze to your window, squinting as the sunlight fans through the glass and into your eyes. If you just ignored any feelings that developed, they would just go away, right?

The first six days with Kazuha were… different from your usual routine, to put it simply.

On Monday (because everyone knows the week starts with Monday and not Sunday!) you awoke to the smell of food wafting through the house. You were instantly up and out of bed, barely managing to throw on a shirt—backwards—before you stumbled into the kitchen.

You were taken aback by the sight that greeted you.

Kazuha, in his pyjamas and an apron, was humming a soft tune as he cooked something on the stove. He turns once he notices you, standing in shock by the doorway. “Ah,” he said, “I see you’re finally awake.” He humed, using the spatula to plate a scrambled egg. He handed you the plate and Archons it smelled good. “I made breakfast. Used some of your food, if you don’t mind.”

You absentmindedly nodded, entranced by the way he moved around the kitchen, putting things in the dishwasher, plating his food, and turning off the stove. All of those were such ordinary things, but, for some reason, it just made you more drawn to him.

You brought your plate to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, still watching Kazuha. “Thanks for breakfast.” You murmured after a few bites. “It’s really good.”

“Well, it’s only natural I repay you somehow.” Kazuha said before sitting down beside you. “You basically lent me your house to live in.” He joked.

“Our house now.” You responded. “Since you’ll be payin’ half the rent.”

Kazuha nods, taking a bite out of his own breakfast. “I plan on spending the week organizing my stuff. Nothing big, just getting everything tidy.” The two of you sat in comfortable silence, basking in the warmth of the summer weather.

Besides that, Monday wasn’t anything eventful.

Tuesday was spent helping Kazuha. Cooped up in his room, the two of you went through his clothes and belongings, organizing them into his closet and drawers. Kazuha had a decent amount of clothes, which were the bulk of what he brought.

You talked and talked and talked with Kazuha. He was so sweet. You swore you’d told yourself that a million times by now, but it was always true. Kazuha’s laugh was soft and kind, he laughed at all your stupid, cheesy jokes, no matter how unfunny they were. He’d help you cook meals—much better than you ever could.

Tuesday was when you had come to realize that maybe you were enjoying his company a little too much. But, you thought, he’s just… fun to be around.

You used that excuse for the rest of the week.

Kazuha was just… nice. Everyone would enjoy his company like this. You were no different!

It was a pathetic excuse, but it was pathetic enough for you to cling onto.

Wednesday you and Kazuha went out and you showed him the neighbourhood as the two of you walked to the store for some groceries. Kazuha took an oddly long time looking through the fruits and vegetables section, eyeing each piece we selected carefully before placing it into the plastic bag we used to carry everything.

It was endearing.

After a good forty-five minutes of walking around the store, the two of you finally decided to head to the cashier for check out. Kazuha was polite as he made idle chatter with them, but you couldn’t help the frown that pulled at your face.

You were right there. If he wanted to talk to someone, why couldn’t it be you? You were sure you were more entertaining than that cashier worker.

But you pushed those thoughts to the back of your mind. You pulled out your credit card, expecting to pay, only for Kazuha to gently pull your hand back. “Let me.” He says gently. Your eyes dart to him and your face flushes when you feel his hand graze gently over yours as he pulls it back.

He wanted to pay for you.

Ah, if you hadn’t fallen for him yet, you sure as hell had now.

He taps his card quickly and you barely manage to make it out of the store while avoiding Kazuha’s gaze.

Things only started to set in on Thursday.

You’d woken up with a heavy migraine and a grumpy mood, so it didn’t come as a surprise that you didn’t want to talk to anyone. Unfortunately, that also included Kazuha. And yet, Kazuha didn’t push you when you refused to talk to him while the two of you ate breakfast.

“Good morning,” He had said in greeting. “How’re you?”

You don’t respond, only taking the plate of food he’d set aside for you. You’re swift to finish your food; shovelling it into your mouth and not even bothering to wait for Kazuha.

He, on the other hand, still had that oh-so-sweet smile of his plastered across his pretty lips. “I’ll take it you’re not feeling great, then.” He murmurs. Kazuha gets up from his seat beside you before handing you a glass of water. “You should drink up. Water’s very good for you, so I’m sure it’ll help you a bit.”

You do as he said, chugging the glass of water in one go. “Thanks.” You whisper. Those were the first words you said to him that day, and you could already feel your migraine easing up. Kazuha is like magic, you think, he fixes everything without even trying.

You gave Kazuha a half-hearted smile before placing your plate and utensils in the dishwasher and heading to your room to take a nap. Naps always seemed to ease your headaches.

As you collapsed on your bed, snuggling up under your heavy duvet, your thoughts drifted back to Kazuha. He was sweet, but you’d also come to the realization that he was handsome. His hair was always up into a ponytail, with that little section of red swooping on top of his ear. His eyes are quite pretty, too. You thought. A shimmering red that often matched the clothes he wore, sparkling as he laughed. And his hands, they looked so gentle as he carried things around. His fingers worked effortlessly as he wrote his poetry in that small notebook of his.

“This man,” you whispered to yourself, “is too good to be true.”

On Friday, Kazuha let you have the honour of brushing and tying up his hair.

He’d caught you staring at him as he sat on his bed, his fingers wove through his white locks. With a raised eyebrow, he beckons you over, handing you a red hair tie. “Mind helping me?” He asked softly.

You complied eagerly, scooting behind him. You ran your hand through his hair, gently scooping it behind his shoulders. Kazuha let out a soft hum, as he nodded in content. Carefully, you pull his hair into a ponytail, twisting the thin band to wrap carefully around it a few more times.

“There.” You said. “It’s done.”

Kazuha turned to face you, his knees pressed much too close to yours. “Thank you.” He grinned, grabbing your hand to rest in between his cool ones. “I really appreciate this.”

Your face flushed, an embarrassing warmth coating your cheeks. You brought your free hand to scratch awkwardly at the back of your neck before mumbling out a response. “No problem, Kazuha.”

Saturday was spent planning the two of your guys’ “date” that would be happening on Sunday.

Kazuha suggested a picnic, and you couldn’t help but agree. Maybe it was the thought of spending a day with him, or maybe it was how he wanted to spend a day with you, but you knew you would’ve agreed to anything he said.

The picnic would be on Sunday, in a park the two of you found online.

After a very successful planning session, the two of you spent the rest of the day preparing and packaging food for the picnic.

It was somewhat chaotic—but it was also fun.

Kazuha taught you how to make his favourite sandwich, how to toast the bread perfectly, and how to cut each one into little heart shapes. All with a soft smile dancing on his pretty lips as he guided your hands gently, easing the knife into the bread.

Archons, you were fucked. How’re you supposed to live with him, like this, every day?

And now, it’s Sunday; the day of the picnic.

Your foot taps nervously against the floor of your bedroom. What am I supposed to wear? Yes, you do know you’re probably overthinking this, but you can’t help it! Not when it’s because of Kazuha! You have to make sure you’re always looking your best!

Your cheeks puff out as a heavy sigh leaves your lips, eventually settling on your outfit of the day.

Finally ready, you nervously open the door, heading out to meet Kazuha in the kitchen.

He greets you with a smile and a call of your name. His arms find their way around your waist in a tight hug and you blink. Oh, oh, oh, oh—what do I do!? When did he get so… touchy?! Not that I’m complaining but—You stand frozen, yet Kazuha doesn’t seem to mind. He pulls back with his signature smile. “You’re ready to go?” He questions, taking a step towards the front door.

“Y-Yeah.” You manage to stutter out. “I’m ready.”

“Great!” He grabs your hand, leading you out of your shared home. He doesn’t let go as the two of you walk to the park. With the picnic basket in his free hand, Kazuha still grips yours gently as he leads you. His thumb runs over the skin of your hand absentmindedly. You think it’s supposed to be a calming gesture, but, it only makes your heart beat faster and your face go warm.

You eventually find yourself in a large field, small flowers adorning the grass. Kazuha tugs a blanket out of his bag, laying it over the grass. He plops down on it, patting the space beside him as he does. “Sit with me.” He says.

You comply quickly, placing your own basket down and taking a spot beside him. “...Thanks for doing this with me.” You murmur, giving Kazuha a shy glance.

He only grins in response, digging through his bag and handing you one of the sandwiches you prepared yesterday. “It’s nothing, really.” He smiles, and you feel a tingle go through your hand where his finger brushes over yours. “I like spending time with you.”

“I like spending time with you too.” You match his expression, your lips pulling into a smile. It hasn’t even been a week, and yet it feels like you’ve known Kazuha for years.

Kazuha grins, reaching into his bag. “Good.” is all he responds before pulling something out. Is that a wine bottle? “Now, would you like a drink?”

You… never took Kazuha as a drinker.

And yet, here he is, drunk out of his mind as slurs slip from his lips. Kazuha calls out your name, his head slipping onto your shoulder as his hands grip the blanket the two of you are sitting on. “Do you…” He trails off. “Do youuu… wanna watch th-the sunset w’me?” He slurs his eyes fixing on yours from his position on your shoulder.

You cough awkwardly. “Kazuha.” You say softly, easing his head off your shoulder. “It’s four-thirty in the afternoon. The sunsets not coming out anytime soon…”

“B-But—” He whines. “It woulda been soooo romantic.” Kazuha grins, his eyes lolling shut as he slumps against your chest this time. “Jus’ you, me, an’ the flowers.”

“Oh, Kazuha.” You sigh. “I’d love to watch the sunset with you, but we have to get you home before dark. It’d be dangerous walking out drunk at night.”

“No!” He cries. “I could… could protect you… from th’danger.”

“Nope.” You say, trying not to let his words affect you. “We’re going home now, okay?”

“Okayyyy.” He whines, dragging out the word as he says it. “But only—only cause you said so.”

“Good.” You wrap an arm around Kazuha, right under his shoulder as you help him stand. You leave him for a bit, turning around to pick up the blanket and his bag. “Kazuha!” You call, and he’s instantly behind you. His arms wrap around your waist, pushing his face into your neck.

“Hm?” He coos. “D’ya need something?”

The warmth of Kazuha’s breath fans over the skin of your neck, goosebumps rising lowly. “N-Need you to carry your stuff.” You mumble. Your hands remove Kazuha’s from your waist, shifting to grab his wrist as you gently drag him off you. “Let’s go home now.”

Carefully, you take Kazuha home, not really minding his drunk ramblings. He goes on and on about the sunset, about how he’d stare into your eyes and giggle while he holds your hand and the sun sets.

It is endearing seeing him drunk out of his mind and yet still so lovey-dovey.

It only takes the two of you a fifteen-minute walk to reach your home and you’re quick to open the door and let Kazuha in, the two of you dropping your stuff as you help him up the stairs, your arm wrapped snugly around his waist. He slurs your name again, his pretty red eyes meeting yours. “C-Can we cuddle…?” He whines and you instantly turn your head, wanting to hide the warmth on your cheeks.

“I…” You whisper. “You’re drunk. Let’s just get you in bed first.”

“Noo!” Kazuha cries, planting his feet on the ground, stopping you. “Y’always make me wait! Made me wait for our date, now you're still makin’ me wait when I jus’ want cuddles!”

“Kazuha, really, maybe we should—” You try to protest, only to be interrupted.

“Please,” Kazuha whines pitifully, “Jus’ for a bit.”

You pinch the bridge of your nose, letting out a deep exhale. “You’re still drunk,” you start, “but fine. I guess some cuddles won’t hurt.”

Kazuha grins happily, snaking his arms around you, just under your arms as he lifts you into the air. “You’re th’best!” He slurs. “Come, cuddles time.” With that, he’s lifting you up and carrying you over into his bedroom.

He tosses you gently onto the bed and you land with a quiet: “Oof!” Before you feel the bed dip as Kazuha joins you. His arms find their familiar place around you and his nore presses into the back of your head as he twists your body into a spooning position with his. One of Kazuha’s legs is haphazardly thrown over yours, and you feel completely engulfed in, well, Kazuha.

“You’re so handsome.” Kazuha whispers into your hair. “My handsome boy.” He presses a kiss to the back of your head, and you have to remind yourself that Kazuha is drunk. He won’t remember any of this, nor will he ever act like this again.

Still, you end up leaning into the touch, falling asleep slowly, basking in Kazuha’s comforting warmth and love.

When you wake up, Kazuha’s body is tangled with yours. His head is on your chest and his arms are wound tightly around your waist. One of his legs is positioned between yours, his knee pressing against you.

You tug him closer, enjoying the warmth of his body against yours. Kazuha’s head dips between your shoulder and your neck, nuzzling into the spot. You can feel the small puffs of air his lips let out against your skin as he breathes, matching the pattern of your heartbeat as he does.

You grin, pulling yourself to sit up—only to be yanked completely down by Kazuha. “Don’ move, please.” He whispers. “Need t’feel ya.”

“Kazuha.” You complain. “You’re not even drunk anymore—”

“No.” Kazuha murmurs. “Need to feel you.” As the words leave his lips, he shifts his body, pressing his hips flush against your ass. 

Something firm pokes into you from behind and—

Oh.

That’s what he meant by feel you.

Kazuha’s hips start a steady grind against you, pushing his erection into your ass as he murmurs breathless nothings into your ear. A desperate whine slips from his lips as he slowly moves his hands from around you to on you, roaming your chest and up your neck.

“Need you.” Kauzha murmurs slowly. “Need you so bad.”

“I know.” You say, turning onto your side to face Kazuha.

He smiles at you, bringing a hand to cup your cheek. “Please let me have you.” He whines.

You smile, leaning into his touch and pressing a soft kiss to his nose. “Of course, you can have me. I’ve been all yours from the start.”

Kazuha’s lips press against yours as he gently pushes you to lie on your back against the bed. His hands trace your sides, going from your neck to your hips as he pulls your pants down. He releases you from his kiss, the both of you gasping for air as he yanks down your boxers with impressive speed.

A soft whine slips from your throat, needily grinding your hips into the air. “Kazuha…” You moan, needing his touch desperatley. “C-Can you just—”

“I know.” He coos, trailing his hand to your hard cock. “I know, pretty boy, but I jus’ wanna take my time with you, ‘kay?”

You hesitantly nod, bringing your hand to thread through Kazuha’s hair as he peppers an assortment of kisses all over your cheeks. His hand starts a slow rhythm, gliding up and down the shaft of your cock slowly.

His grip is teasing, the way he squeezes up as he reaches your tip, dragging the pad of his thumb down your dick as he does. Kazuha’s fist moves quicker, watching as your eyes scrunch up in pure ecstasy from his ministrations. “That’s it.” He murmurs encouragingly. “C’mon, I know you’re close…”

A gasp leaves your lips as Kazuha drags his thumb over your slit, rolling it and smearing your precum everywhere, watching with nothing but a pleased smile as your hips frantically twitch in his hold. He smiles, pressing a kiss to your neck—right bellow your ear before giving the spot a teasing lick.

Kazuha’s hands work at your dick again and again, sliding with a steady rhythm up and down until your brain feels muddled and hazy. You grip at his wrist, not knowing if you want him to stop or keep going.

“K-Kazuha,” you whine, “please.”

A soft laugh leaves his lips and he once again kisses your neck. “Shh.” He murmurs. “Be patient, my dear.” With that, he’s pressing a harsh bite into your supple skin, letting his teeth graze over before digging them into you. A loud moan slips from your lips, your dick twitching over and over until your eyes are squeezing shut and thick ropes of milky white shoot from your tip all over your tummy and Kazuha’s hand.

“O-Oh.” You manage to squeak out. “You’re good at this.”

Kazuha smiles, helping the both of you sit up—with you in between his knees with his erection still pressed into the curve of your ass. He rolls you over, bringing your hips ontop of his as he pulls his leaking cock out of his pants, watching intently as you practically drool at the sight.

“Ride me, please.” Kazuha whispers, his desperation clear in his tone. You wrap a hand around his dick, rolling the pad of your thumb against his tip before lifting your hips. You line him up quickly, feeling the head of his cock push against your hole. Your mouth drops open, a low whine leaving your lips.

Slowly, slowly, very slowly, you sink down on his cock, taking him all the way in. You’re about halfway in—from what little you can tell—when Kazuha grabs your hips. His eyes are teary, staring into yours as he grabs the fat of your ass, and pulls you down.

A loud moan slips freely from your lips and you collapse onto Kazuha, the both of you panting heavily.

“A-Archons.” He whispers, his fingers rubbing smooth circles over your hips. “You’re so tight, angel.”

Angel.

He called you angel.

You bury your face into Kazuha’s neck, taking in his scent as you breathe. “Kazu…” You whine. “Need you so bad.”

“I know, pretty.” He whispers. His grip on your hips tightens as you lift your head off him and look into his eyes. His deep, red eyes. “C’mon. I’ll help you, ‘kay?” He smiles, pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips before leading you to sit up above him. His finger taps against your waist before he starts. “Lift your hips f’me.” Kazuha instructs and you comply quickly, lifting your hips before dropping back down.

As soon as you drop down, Kazuha’s tip knocks against your prostate harshly and you cry out, your hands barely managing to find purchase against his shoulders. “Good boy.” Kazuha whispers sweetly, running his hands over your chest. “Jus’ like that…” He murmurs. “Think you can keep going?” You nod eagerly, lifting your hips again only to drop down.

Your thighs shake but you don’t care! Not when it feels so good to be bouncing on Kazuha’s dick like this. Not when he hits all those good spots that make you see stars as your eyes roll back.

“Kazuha.” You moan out, rocking your hips tirelessly up and down his dig. You can feel the drag against every vein against your walls, the way he nudges just right against your prostate. Your eyes roll back as your dick twitches against your tummy, drooling pre uselessly as you ride Kazuha up and down, over and over again.

“T-That’s it, pretty.” He whispers. Kazuha’s hands come to grip your ass again, picking up the pace for you as he starts to buck his hips up and into your awaiting hole. “I—holy shit—I’m close.” He whimpers, and you swear there’ll be bruises from how tight he grips your waist. “Need to cum—” He whines, his eyes squeezing shut.

You nod your head eagerly your ass squeezing so tightly around him as he picks up the pace, fucking into you harder. You need to feel him, feel him shoot his load into you. You need it, need Kazuha, need every part of him.

Every time he thrusts, you feel yourself get closer and closer to that sweet release the both of you seek. “Kazu…” You moan out. “Close, close—need you t’k-keep goin’”

“I know.” He whimpers. “I know, ‘m not stopping.” Your eyes rolled back, the familiar warmth building in the pit of your tummy. The way Kazuha’s hands trailed over your thighs—everything he did was begging your body to surrender to the familiar pleasure.

“A-At the same time.” You plead, gripping onto Kazuha’s arm. He only nod, his eyes squeezing shut.

You clench around him and Kazuha throws his head back against the pillows as he buries his dick into you, his hips meeting yours in one final, harsh thrust. He pulls your body close, his arms wrapping tightly around you as he whispers sweet nothings into you.

You feel him cum, a thick load going right into you. You whine, tightening so sweetly around him as your own orgasm hit. “H-Holy…” You whimper, not hvaing the energy to finish your sentence. Your dick twitches between the two of you and you cum. Hard.

Kazuha’s grip around you tightens as he doesn’t even bother to pull out. He grabs the blanket, bringing it over the two of you as he nuzzles your face into his neck, your body still twitching.

Archons. You think, watching Kazuha’s eyes close gently. The sunlight falls onto his face, like a golden halo around his perfect features. How long has it been with him? A week?

Only a week, and you’d managed to fall in love.

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: @helloanime @kiekole (send ask without anon to be added)

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In your Genshin NSFW HC post (part 2 in particular), you mention Kazuha being a little perv who would cum in his pants from being slapped… I request this to be expanded on now LOL

Just imagine him on his knees looking up at you with those poor, needy puppy dog eyes just begging to be slapped ashdkflfjdhsi

warnings: nsfw, MINORS DNI, slapping, stalking(?), perversion , kazuhas a freak lol, obsession, dacryphilia(? he cries idk)

notes: i love perv! kazuha you don't understand!! i orignially had something else to write about in the works but this ask is way too delicious to pass up <33

perv! kazuha is such a little freak <33 i imagine he’s a bit like how i perceive childe, a little bit too obsessed with you, and a sucker for pain.

perv! kazuha probably strokes his cock to pictures of you that you didn’t even know he took, imagining you were there with him.

perv! kazuha watches you fight from behind a tree, admiring the way your body moves. you can feel him staring at you but you think nothing of it. little do you know, the little perv his humping the tree, completely enthralled with your sweaty body.

perv! kazuha doesn’t even stop when you catch him. in fact, he quickens his pathetic thrusts as you watch him, degrading and calling him every name in the book for being such a weirdo.

perv! kazuha who begs you for even the smallest bit of physical contact. he looks up at you with glossy eyes, pleading for you to do something, anything so he can get off.

perv! kazuha cums in his pants almost immediately when you slap him. his back arches as he soils his pants, tears falling down his cheeks in fat globs as he mumbled small words of appreciation.

perv! kazuha who had waited for this moment since the day he met you, crawls up to you after such a harsh orgasm and latches onto your leg, begging you to hit him again.

perv! kazuha who won’t leave you alone until you do, moaning out with each strike.

perv! kazuha feels himself coming closer to yet another orgasm after just a few slaps, the lingering sting on his cheek fading into pleasurable feel.

perv! kazuha who felt himself dizzying and almost falling over, completely drunk off of your touch, even if it was a few hits.

perv! kazuha who makes a mess of himself once again as you step on his cock, finishing inside his pants once again.

perv! kazuha completely ignores the uncomfortable feel of his dirtied pants and looks up at you with tear stained cheeks and a large grin, collapsing against the tree in his own filth.

perv! kazuha who watches you even more closely from that point on, completely and utterly obsessed with you.

𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐬𝐟𝐰)

↳ rebooting...

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰)

☆ bottom in denial (scaramouche) [gn]

☆ teasing (scaramouche) [f]

☆ soft, but just for that moment (scaramouche)[f]

☆ obsessed (itto) [f]

𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐬𝐟𝐰)

↳ rebooting...

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰)

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄

☆ 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 [f]

↳ scaramouche loves it when you're sprawled out in front of him, a complete mess as he indulges.

☆ 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 [f]

↳ scaramouche only admits to you that he wants tiny versions of you and him running around in bed.

𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎

☆ priestess × yashiro commissioner (req!)[f]

↳ ayato can't help but want to make you his wife, to give you his kids and make you forget about becoming head priestess.

𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎

☆ 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐢 [f]

↳ itto being your first and oni

𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐬𝐟𝐰)

↳ rebooting...

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰)

𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎

☆ nsfw and sfw boyfriend headcanons (req!)[f]

↳ how the big oni treats you as his lover.

[gn] = gender neutral [f] = female [m] = male

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content warning : dom! gn! reader. 2nd person pov(“you”). punishments. impact play (spankings). dacryphilia.

KAZUHA's cheeks burn with embarrassment as the hot tears roll down the swell of his face. He's lost count of how many spankings he's earned, but it felt well into the hundreds. You coo in a sickeningly saccharine way, his legs twitching as you rub over the bright red welt on his ass cheek. "Poor baby, but this punishment is one you need, or else you'll never learn." All Kazuha can do is bite back his whimpers and nod at your words.

"T... Thank you for the punishment." He manages to get out between heavy breaths. "I'll b- be so good from now on, r... really!" Kazuha turns to look at you, eyelashes glistening with his tears, yet a somewhat blissed glaze over his eyes. "Thank you, thank you for teaching me b- better!"

"Kazuha..." There is woe in your sigh, although Kazuha can quickly discern that it's a mocking one. "Who said I was done? No need to thank me... yet." You raise your hand, and before Kazuha can process your words, you've landed another harsh smack to his ass, enjoying the sight of the flushed skin jiggle.

Kazuha let's out another deafening scream, his nails digging into your thighs. He can no longer hold back the loud sob, hiccups and screams of mercy escaping his bite-swollen lips. It stings, he can feel it in his bones now, as his legs kick straight out at yet another spank. "P- Please!" He cries out, blubbering at the pain, "Please! I- I- I've been good! I learned my lesson! I won't do it again! I won't!" Your hand stills, and you grab his chin and make him look at you.

"Kazuha, if you ever pull that shit you did earlier, I won't be as kind. Do you understand?" Kazuha nods frantically, promising over and over and over again. You look him over, and finally, you stop with his punishment. "So, what do you say now that I'm done?"

"T... Thank you for the spankings."

"Good boy, Kazuha." You press a kiss to the crown of his head. "Let me lay you on the bed and apply some ointment." Kazuha sniffles, nodding and allowing you to pick him up and lay him in his stomach on the bed, before going to get some cream to soothe the burning of his red cheeks.

+ comments & reblogs are always appreciated!

CW: Thirst about somnophilia with Kazuha + how he reacts, NSFW, MDNI, mentions of gentle caressing, sub!Kazuha, dom!reader, the word cock is used(can be imagined as a strap too), gn!reader, marking/biting, sleepy kazuha, fucking from behind. NOT PROOFREAD

Sleepy Kazuha who has no idea the reasons the dreams feel so real is because you can't keep your hands off of him while he sleeps. It's hard to resist the pretty whines that fall from his lips as your hands trail over his inner thighs and brush over his cock while he sleeps. He is arching into almost every delicate brush of your hands, almost desperate to feel more of your treatment.

Imagine a sleepy Kazuha who goes to bed with his blonde hair falling around him gracefully, the only clothing clinging to his body is his red kimono that is always halfway untied and hanging open to expose his milky skin. He enjoys the warmth of you pressed against his back while he sleeps, but the proximity often leads to him having a wet dream about you. The dreams are always so nice when you're included, hot lips planting feverish kisses over his collarbones and tongue swiping over his nipples as you fuck into him.

Sleepy Kazuha who finally wakes up as you are fingering him open, his ruby eyes peeking open and a desperate whine on his tongue. His hands are gripping the bedsheets in front of his body to keep himself grounded, ass pushing out to hopefully get more of your fingers inside of him. Due to the haze of sleep still clouding his mind, Kazuha is babbling almost mindlessly, head tipped back against your shoulder while you rub the pads of your fingers over his prostate relentlessly. God he already wants to cum so badly for you.

Sleepy Kazuha whose velvety walls grip your cock like a vice when you slide to the hilt in one smooth stroke. His eyes all but rolling back at the feeling of your girth stretching him out so nicely and making him feel so wonderfully full. His tongue is lolling out of his mouth, head tipped back while he moans uncontrollably because the head of your cock is hitting his prostate with every thrust.

The samurai is practically in tears as you bite the juncture where his neck and shoulder meet, sucking harsh marks into the skin there to remind him who he belongs to. He doesn't last long with how your cock abuses his prostate, voice pitching up a few octaves as he wails out that is he cumming for you. Then, he is spurting over the sheets in front of him, hands clawing at them due to just how intense his orgasm is. Once you're finished, Kazuha allows you to wipe him down as newfound tiredness sets in, ruby eyes drifting shut as he falls asleep once more cradled in your arms with a soft. "i love you."

It’s been a while (Kazuha x reader) NSFW MINORS DNI

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ(s): Kazuha x reader

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: NSFW, Public sex, penetration (reader receiving), use of language, archon quest spoiler(like 2 lines? Maybe?). 100% not proofread

ᴛʏᴘᴇ: One-shot/shortfic, GN Reader (pronouns aren't mentioned I think)

ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ/ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ: It’s a few days after the battle ends and you’re happy to spend alone time with Kazuha finally.

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 2k

You were perched on one of the soft rose-colored shells that circled the Sangonomiya shrine, fixated on the neighboring area; the shimmering bubbles of water that floated nearby, the seagulls that screeched out overhead, and the diamond waterfalls that dropped into deep azure pools. It was times like this you were thankful you were able to join the resistance, blessed with staying on such a breath-taking island with people you had become very connected to. A light sigh escaped your lips as your mind started to wander once more, back to that beautiful white-haired man that your thoughts were almost always concentrated around.

It was a mild spring day on Watatsumi island, a slight wind guiding forward a feeling of tranquility to those who reside upon it. This was the first time in over a year that the inhabitants could breathe, not having to worry about the battle that was right around the corner, ready to flip their lives upside down. After the Vision Hunt Decree was abolished, Kazuha was able to return to Inazuma and not have to fret about being apprehended every time he traveled into the more social areas of the archipelago. The samurai had chosen to take a break from exploring with the Crux Fleet, determined to help the locals of Inazuma with whatever they needed after the battle ended. 

Kazuha was, in simple terms, the love of your life. You cherished everything about him unconditionally; from those sweet vermillion eyes that bore into yours with impeccable love and assurance, to the heat that soaked into your skin as he enveloped you into an embrace that shielded you from the world. He was the type of person that murmured honeyed words upon your skin even if you weren’t conscious to hear them, who always made sure that you were in excellent health despite his own well-being. You had shared innumerable near-death encounters together, but it only made your connection stronger in the end, never taking each other’s existence for granted anymore.

The soothing flow of the spring air tussled your hair, the silky strands caressing the side of your face making a smile lift the corners of your lips upward, the peacefulness of it all was enough to have you fall asleep if you laid down to try. Closing your eyes, you allowed your thoughts to take you away from here, visualizing up the future you were destined to have with your loving wandering samurai. You could visualize it already, a home of your own with a near-dozen maple trees surrounding it so Kazuha would never have to be parted from his precious trees and their brilliant ruby leaves again. 

“Finally relaxing, my dove?”

A well-known melodious voice pierces through your daydream, head snapping up to the origin before a radiant smile breaks out over your face. Before you stands your boyfriend, Kazuha, his regularly tied back hair is undone around his shoulders, and in his hands, he holds a plate of almond tofu. You proceeded to grasp the samurai’s wrist in your hand gingerly, leading him to take a seat so you could be side-by-side. “How did your relief efforts go today?” You ask in a near whisper, moving to lean your head against his shoulder.

Kazuha sets the plate holding the sweet dessert in his lap, wrapping a delicate arm around your shoulders, soft smile emerging on his face as you snuggle even closer to his warmth. “It went well, my dove. Gorou and I made a lot of improvement, we started helping the people in the city today who were in dire need of rations.” his voice is as soothing as the breeze when he answers your inquiry. He moves to grant you a spoonful of the almond tofu, making you shake your head lightly having eaten previously. The smile never disappears from your face seeing how proud your boyfriend looks in himself for assisting the people of Inazuma, recognizing how much being back means to him after having to stay away for so long. 

A kiss being placed on your nose pulls you from your thoughts once more, hum leaving your throat as you glance up to your boyfriend. Kazuha’s ruby eyes are staring down into your own, smile dancing on his lips as he breathes out a honeyed compliment regarding your beauty. The compliment leaves you speechless, mind incapable of grasping words as your cheeks tint a lovely hue of red. Powerless to do much else, you pull from your samurai’s shoulder, slender hand moving to cup his cheek delicately before you capture his lips in a loving kiss. It isn’t long before Kazuha awards you access to his mouth, lips parting so that your tongues can slide together in a slight contest for dominance. 

As soon as your tongues meet, a moan escapes Kazuha’s throat, his hands going to push the plate of almond tofu from his lap so he can draw you close instead. His nimble hands move the plate with ease, before they seize your waist luring you into his lap so that you are chest to chest. The sugary flavor of the dessert the samurai had been eating glides across your tongue, drawing a needy whine from your throat, desperate to get more of that sweet taste. You break the kiss, hand moving to scoop up another spoonful of the dessert before feeding it to Kazuha.

Once the man has consumed the mouthful, your lips are capturing his in another kiss. Why eat the dessert when this was so much better? Your lithe hands tangle in his platinum locks, lightly pulling the strands and making Kazuha whine, hands grasping your hips just a bit tighter while he rolls up against your body slightly. The action causes you to tug just a bit harder, desperate to hear that needy light sound again. Both of your breathing has gotten heavier, the rough expels of air, the quiet smack of your lips together, and the occasional moan being the only noises detected. Kazuha’s hips begin to roll up against you a bit more frequently, it becoming obvious just how needy the two of you are in this second. 

How long has it been since you have had an opportunity to enjoy the taste of each other? To relish in the simple touch and warmness of your partner?

It wasn’t long after the kiss was initiated that it ceased as well, Kazuha dragging his mouth from yours to start leaving a trail down your neck. He mouthed at the delicate skin there before he latched on, sucking to create those gorgeous dark blooms that stood out upon your ordinarily unblemished skin. Your hands clutched at the samurai’s shoulders, swallowing back the moan that threatened to escape your throat. Your mind was foggy, body hot with need that threatened to boil over with every roll of Kazuha’s hips. You needed him now. Thankfully, it was late enough that no one should happen to stroll by while the two of you savored each other’s touch out in the open like this.

Kazuha’s breathing was heavy as he held your hips, pushing your body down onto his swiftly growing arousal, the tension thick in the air as the two of you glided easily against each other. It isn’t long before you moan out, shattering the silence between you, the arousal was too great to bear any longer. “Kazu...I need you, please…”

The platinum-haired man wasted no time in pulling off any offending apparel that stopped him from being able to fuck you senseless in just a few moments. Your pants and underwear were tossed to the side in a matter of minutes, exposing your lower half to his wandering gaze completely. Your nimble hands moved to pull Kazuha from the confines of his pants, applying your saliva to slick the man’s cock up, because you don’t have any other lubricant on hand. Red eyes lock with yours as he utters a soft warning, giving you a chance to brace yourself in case the stretch hurts. 

Both of you are practically shaking with need as Kazuha lines himself up with your hole, head of his cock gliding over your entrance in yet another light warning. A near growl erupts from your throat due to how impatient you are, “Kazuha I swear if you don’t fu- Ah! O-Oh fuck…” A stricken moan leaves your lips at the feeling of your partner sliding in all the way to the hilt.

In the midst of your sentence, Kazuha dragged your hips down, enveloping his entire cock inside of you at once with ease, and the blended sound of both your moans simultaneously ring out into the night air. Your body shudders at the feeling of his cock inside you, unable to help the way your hole spasms around him causing a gasp to escape his throat at the sensation. Neither of you were going to last long at this rate. Gripping your hips tightly, Kazuha works to pull you up and down his aching length, making your back curve as he hammers your sweet spot every thrust. 

“A-Archons! Kazu..I-I...ah! I’m not going to last!” You can barely get the words out before Kazuha is shifting the position, hand cradling your neck as he lays you flat on the rose-colored shell you are occupying. He wastes no time in tugging off his own clothing so that he can fuck you better, throwing them aside with ease while he positions himself between your legs yet again. 

The moment that Kzuha’s cock breaches your walls again, you don’t fail to catch the way his body quivers as warm walls engulf him. It draws a moan from his lips with ease, muscles of his arms rippling as he places them above your head to ground himself. His face is flushed a lovely red, his skin shining with a thin layer of sweat as he gazes down into your eyes. You are certainly in the same state, face colored red, chest heaving, and body shaking slightly at just how big he feels inside of you right now. Your boyfriend starts to thrust, practically pounding into your smaller frame while your moans begin to boil over, back arching up into him as he abuses your sweet spot once more. 

“F-Fuck! Dove, be quiet before someone hears you!” Kazuha’s words are rushed, but his thrusts never stop, instead, he drives his cock harder into you, making sure he glides against your most sensitive spots. To try quieting you, he shoves his fingers into your mouth, fingertips brushing the back of your throat and making you gag around them. Drool begins to drip down your chin as your moans are limited to half sobs and whines with his fingers down your throat, but you love every second of it.

Your legs wrap around Kazuha’s waist, eyes rolling back as your stomach clenches, the warm snake of pleasure coiling tighter and tighter before it snaps. With a half scream, your orgasm floods over you, short nails digging into Kazuha’s back as you sob out in pleasure at your release. Tears slip down your flushed cheeks, hips pushing themselves back as much as you can manage with your boyfriend’s harsh pace. It isn’t long before Kazuha is crying out too, pulling his fingers from your mouth to smash your lips in a messy kiss. His orgasm hits him nearly as hard as yours did, Kazuha’s fingers clutching your waist as he empties his cum inside you with a noisy groan. 

The warmth of his cum has you feeling whole, legs falling open as your mind practically blacks out from both exhaustion and how intense everything was. Kazuha’s breathing has gotten back to a normal rhythm by the time he pulls out, observing in awe as his cum spills onto the shell below you. Fascinating. He is aware you’ve passed out from how powerful your orgasm was...or from the exhaustion of not resting properly after the battle. Whatever the case, Kazuha makes sure he takes you back to your home, wiping your sleeping figure down before he climbs into bed with you. 

There may be days when you may not have much time to spend together, but you always make sure to make it up in the end.

kazuha as a boyfriend (sfw + nsfw hcs)

AN: sorry if the formats weird or something, its my first post, any kinda interaction with this post is appreciated <3

SFW

- Kazuha is marriage material

- you wake up to home-cooked breakfast in bed nearly everyday, he tries to be there when you wake up but when he has business to attend to, he apologises for not being there (expect kisses for apologises - lots of them)

- always want to take you to places, as a wanderer, he has been many places and wants to share them with you!

- he always holds your hand when youre out together or keeps his hand around your waist, he likes the physical closeness

- expect him to always be there when youre feeling down, you didnt even have to say anything to him and hes already at your door with your favourite snacks

- crying? Kazuha doesnt leave your side, he comforts you in the way you feel most comfortable, whether thats watching a movie while cuddling and eating snacks or him letting you cry in his chest while he soothes you with his gentle touch

- he never gets mad at you for anything, he thinks communication is important and always makes sure to talk to you if he senses anything is wrong

NSFW

- service dom! prioritises your pleasure

- love love loves shibari, he loves how beautiful you look tied up for him and appreciates it as an artform

- praises and reassures you constantly, making sure youre feeling okay the whole time and super attentative

- loves to experiment with things hes heard from the crewmates on the Crux, isnt afraid to ask you but will always respect your boundaries, and likewise dont be afraid to ask him!

- sex with him would be intimate, he takes his time touching you and preparing you properly

- into public sex, hes always so composed but he finds it so cute seeing you panic at the thought of someone finding you two, he assures you no one will find you if you stay quiet and shushes your sounds with messy kisses

- definitely would whisper dirty things into your ear in public then chuckle to himself at how you squirm

- drunk Kazuha is the complete opposite of his usual self, so needy and desperate, making love to you passionately and roughly, remember when he got drunk at Angel's Share?

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