akashi shame on you

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generation-of-peach  asked:

If it's alright to combine the sentence drabble and kissing prompts, may I have an angst scenario for Akashi with #8: “Were you ever going to tell me?” and #23: "kissing tears away"?

Sorry this took so long and thank you for your patience! TW: Teen pregnancy. Forgive me if this is too much of a troupe but I couldn’t come up with something for so long and when this hit me I ran with it. Also, since this also contains kissing tears away I ended it a bit fluffy, hope you don’t mind.


The term of endearment falls from Akashi’s lips before he can stop it, his eyes wide as he stares at you from behind. Slowly you turn to face him, aware there’s no way you can get away quickly, and he inhales a sharp breath when your protruding stomach comes into view.

“You…you’re…” the normally eloquent male is at a loss for words.

You nod, tears already sliding down your face as you hang your head in shame.

Akashi remains frozen, not sure what to feel as the shock slowly wears down. Sadness? Anger? Betrayal? He sees you fidget, the urge to run strong but you stay standing there, waiting for him to say something, waiting for his judgement. When you finally manage to raise your head enough to look him in the eye he knows what he feels; relief.

Relief that you’re still in Japan, relief that he has another chance. But he’s still confused and hurt. Why did you leave him if you were…

“Is it mine?” His voice comes out harsher than he meant, evident by the flinch of your shoulders. The silence is suffocating but the fractional nod of your head has him surging forward, arms wrapping around your shoulders. You hesitate, then slowly return the embrace as much as you are able given the swell of your belly. 

In your ear, Akashi whispers, voice thick with emotion as he works to keep his own tears at bay, “Were you ever going to tell me?”

His question releases a flood gate and you’re sobbing, shaking uncontrollably in his arms. Glancing around, he can see the two of you are starting to draw too much attention and so Akashi rotates, keeping one arm around your shoulders as he leads you outside. His car is waiting, the driver visibly surprised by the situation in front of him but he snaps into action quickly, opening the door to allow his young master to usher you inside, away from prying eyes.

As the door shuts you cry harder, able to let out all your anguish in the safety of this space, in the comfort of Seijuro’s arms.

“Tell me everything,” he says softly.

In broken, heart wrenching sobs, you recount the day you found out you were pregnant with his child. You’d been throwing up and thinking you had some sort of virus your mother had taken you to the doctor. Akashi recalls the day, having received a text message that you wouldn’t be at school.

Apparently, the doctor determined you weren’t sick but given the violence of your retching ran further tests. When the results came back, and because you’re a minor, she’d no choice but to tell your mother who promptly lost her mind, screaming and crying at you for being so stupid.

It only got worse when you arrived home. Akashi almost shudders; he knows your father well, his business being one that has been connected to the Akashi family for years.

“Why didn’t you take care of it?!” he screamed at your mother, “you were at the clinic, you could have eradicated this abomination there!”

“They wouldn’t allow it without her consent and she won’t do it,” she’d responded through tears.

“Idiot! I’ve managed to raise an idiot!” When he turned rage filled eyes to you, you’d never been more scared of your father than that moment. “I’m moving you to a new school, you’ll be staying with your aunt. She’s of a similar disposition, an uncontrollable whore.”

Your recount of your father’s harsh words stirs fury in Akashi’s chest but he remains silent, allowing you to explain how he determined this was the best course of action to hopefully avoid further shame being brought upon the family, shipping you to a woman you never met because she too was cast out for her mistakes.

“And you will not speak to Akashi ever again, whether this is his bastard or not. You’ve disgraced one family, I will not allow you to do the same for another.”

Truthfully, you’ve always felt your father cared about Akashi more than you, having wanted a son more than anything but was cursed with a daughter. That was why, initially, you’d resisted Seijuro’s advances, not wanting to bring him around more and be cast further and further into his shadow. But he’d won you over, showing you how much worth you had in your own right, despite what your father said.

When you finish, there are tears still streaking down your face, your sniffles the only sound in the otherwise silent car save for the dull murmur of passing traffic. Leaning forward, Seijuro plants a kiss against one cheek then the other, moving slowly up your face to peck both of your closed eyes. He ends by kissing your forehead, lips still touching your skin as he says, “You should have come to me.”

“But Sei-kun, I couldn’t do that to you,” you protest, eyes opening to meet his.

“Do what to me exactly? Bring me happy news? Let me take care of the woman I love? The only thing you did, my love, was hurt me by leaving without a word.” You close your eyes again, fresh tears pouring down but this time he wipes them away while continuing to speak, “When I received that message, with no context, no idea what was happening or why can you imagine the pain I felt? Thinking this whole time, I’d done something but not knowing what it was?”

He pulls you into a hug. “I went to your house, but they wouldn’t let me in. Me! Do you know what that did to my pride? How devastated I was to be turned away thinking it was you who was doing it?”

You sob harder and Akashi hates that he’s the one hurting you now but he needs you to know, he needs you to understand the hell he’s been through these past six months.

Pulling back, he cups your face, thumbs trailing back and forth under your eyes. “But now that I have the whole story, I understand, I know your father and I can only imagine how terrifying that whole ordeal was.” He kisses you gently. “I forgive you, I love you, sweetheart, and I don’t give a crap about what your father says.”

“But what about yours? Won’t…won’t he be furious?”

Seijuro shrugs. “I’ve been the perfect son long enough, it’s time he deals with reality and that not everything can be controlled.”

Your eyes widen; you’ve never heard him speak like this before.

He sighs reading the expression on your face clear. “My…our loss to Seirin taught me many things about myself and the way I view the world. It was a frightening time but I’m moving forward. Please,” he presses his lips to yours again and you melt into him, folding your body into his warmth, “please let me take care of you. Come back home with me, live with me. Your father cast you out, let me take you in.”

“But…your reputation,” you whisper.

“I would rather be known as a man who owns up to his mistakes than one who runs from them. Besides, I don’t consider this,” he touches your belly, “a mistake. Unplanned? Not ideal? Sure, but this new life…I have a chance to start fresh and I want to with you.”

You stare in his eyes, completely overcome with emotion before flinging your arms around his neck. “I love you, Seijuro.”

“I love you too,” he responds kissing your temple.

anonymous asked:

Lately i've been fantasizing about having rough and kinky sex with Boku Akashi while Ore Akashi is watching, judging me.

It was always clear who was present in Akashi. As simple as a way of speaking foretold what was to come. The usual Akashi wasn’t present today, he switched in without warning.

“Just when things were getting good…” you sighed laying back on the bed. Akashi had been undressing you, leaving hot kisses against your lower half. When he had frozen up, you should’ve known he took over. The way emperor eye suddenly lit up made you shiver. His scrutinizing gaze made you feel small and feeble. “Are you assuming I cannot please you the same if not better?” Akashi’s trademark grin broke out on his face. The same grin when he would prove his absolute authority to his enemies.

“I’m sure I can figure you out, I’ve been watching after all” his hand slid up your leg and stopped at your thigh. His other hand wrapped around your waist and pulled you to the edge of the bed. “Each time you both had sex, I watched and studied you” he egged your legs apart as he spoke. His face lowered down to your sex, pausing before it.

“You know that is voyeurism correct?” Ore Akashi decided to comment.

“And now it’s your turn” Boku Akashi smirked. This made you think about the situation at hand. “So is Akashi, is watching too?” you said rising to meet his eyes. “Both of us are, to be correct,” Akashi said before pressing his mouth against you. His tongue licked along your heat, teeth grazing warm flesh. The soft gasp you produced echoed inside him.

“That’s nothing special, ___ likes when my teeth just graze it” Ore Akashi scoffed.

“Is that so” Boku Akashi hummed against your opening. His head dipped a bit lower, dragging his tongue along the curve of your ass. Boku Akashi’s tongue stopped at your asshole. “W-w-wait, that’s dirty” you began reaching for his head in an attempt to stop him. Of course, that’s no fun~

Boku Akashi’s tongue prodded at your hole, his finger came down to help tease it open. When enough space was made, his tongue slid in by the tip. “A-akashi…” you shameful whine only made him press on. Your legs wiggled in his grasp as your hips rose up in pleasure.

“So ___ does enjoy that, why was I never aware of this?” Ore Akashi growled.

“He’s annoyed with you, practically foaming at the mouth” Boku Akashi breathed against your ass. His teeth came down on your soft flesh, biting your cheeks until they glowed red. Your skin grew raw and produced a whine that sent your mind rolling.

“Enough of this, switch back” Ore Akashi ordered his counterpart.

“Not until ____ is satiated” Boku Akashi chuckled rising away from your body. If it were not for your daze, you would have noticed the pair of cuffs Akashi put around your wrists. “Up ____, I have a treat for you” Boku Akashi purred leading you to the center of the room.

Within a few movements, Akashi had you suspended by the cuffs into a standing position. Akashi moved behind you and pulled you against him. The evident arousal of his dick rubbed the still raw skin of your ass. Warm, hard flesh ground against your sensitive behind. Burning like flames on your skin, you tried to move away, but your bound wrists kept you there. “Tsk, tsk, ____ you should no better than trying to get away” Akashi scolded you from behind before slapping your ass. Your yelp of pain was music to his ears.

“Hm now tell me what you will do?” Akashi hummed grabbing your ass roughly. “I-I’m gonna…be good and let you fuck me” you sobbed out hunching forward. The sound of clinking metal rang with each movement you made.

“____ stop this at once, you aren’t like this” Ore Akashi became restless while watching your behavior. 

Even though it was still him, it wasn’t him. You were bending to his will, unraveling for him, becoming a pathetic state because of him. Your playful banter was a distant memory in comparison to this submissive you. It was horrible, different, something he hadn’t achieved! It was…

arousing to say.

“See? You have to be a bit more rough with ____” Boku Akashi lectured his counterpart. He placed his dick against your opening. “____ won’t break, not unless you demand it” he continued before entering in you. His sudden thrust intruded your body in the midst of painful pleasure. It felt like you were being ripped apart.

“____, you’re falling apart because of his ruthless actions” Ore Akashi scolded despite the fact you couldn’t hear him.

“He’s judging you now” Boku Akashi decided to relay his feelings. He bit your earlobe and licked along the shell. Akashi’s unforgiving pace made you bounce against him. “You're needy for my dick and it riles him up” he laughed pulling all the way out. For a brief second you thought he was done, alas he only slammed back in. You would’ve doubled over from the force if you were able to. Warmth filled your lower body as he reached deep inside your being. Stretching you, filling you, completing yourself.

“Scream loud, let him know which of us you prefer more” Akashi speeding up his movements. The more desperate his thrust grew, the closer he was to releasing. Your head swam with choices to respond with, ultimately deciding on him.

“Y-you!” your scream was the final push. Boku Akashi cackled madly as he came inside you. Your legs went numb as your body went limp. The cuffs were the only thing supporting you up as Akashi went quiet.

“____” you jumped at the different tone of voice.

“Akashi?” You tried before feeling your chin being grabbed. Crimson eyes met yours to confirm the original Akashi was back.

“Don’t think we’re finished, I plan to make you submit just as you did for him”.

anonymous asked:

But imagine it though, the GoM + Kagami's S/O going down on them but accidently being hit in the eye with their dick and them having to apologise profusely to them

Akashi: Clearing his throat in shame. He hadn’t meant to hit you in the eye, he usually was more careful. “I apologize ____, please don’t be mad”.

Aomine: “Ah shit, sorry about that” he said quickly. He tried not to laugh at your pout though.

Midorima: “I am very sorry” he says as he prostrates in front of you.

Murasakibara: See a fucking doctor. “Ahh sorry ___-chin~” he apologies as he holds your face. He’d make sure you were okay before continuing.

Kuroko: The shame shown bright in his eyes despite his calm face. “I’m sorry, should we stop?”

Kise: “AH! Are you okay? ___-cchi how many fingers am I holding up?!” Kise screamed checking your eye for any abnormalities.

Kagami: “____! you alright?! shit I’m sorry” he apologized unable to look you in the eye. Despite feeling bad, it was a little funny.

anonymous asked:

I really need you to write a drabble where Mayuzumi finds Reo jerking off in the locker room moaning Akashi's name and just fucks him right there. Please your lemons are so hot!

Hold on to your seats children

As much as he didn’t want to, he had to. He had to go into the locker room to get his book. Mayuzumi already tried to avoid socializing with the team as much as possible. Walking back in swiftly, he grabbed his book and slid back out. However, something caught his eyes.

In the back of the room Mibuchi was doing something. As much as Mayuzumi didn’t care, or so he told himself, he decided to investigate. With his little presence this was nothing but a cakewalk. From his position, Mayuzumi could clearly see Mibuchi grabbing himself.

Even when he was masturbating it seemed elegant. The way his hand gracefully stroked up his length, fingers trailing expertly. When he reached his tip, he pinched around the head lightly and pressed down on the slit. His lips opened momentarily to release the moan that would make Mayuzumi’s pants tighten.


This however, only made his fists clench. Making his presence as painfully aware as possible, Mayuzumi approached Mibuchi. He grabbed his dick, halting Mibuchi’s previous movements. “Don’t you dare..” he growled as he leaned in closer to show how irritated he was.

“W-when did you?”

“Doesn’t matter”

Mayuzumi roughly pumped his hand around Mibuchi’s erection. Mibuchi bit his lip in frustration, not wanting to be seen so shameful.

“Ah? but you were just moaning about Akashi a minute ago” Mayuzumi gave him a hard squeeze making Mibuchi lean forward. His forehead rested on Mayuzumi’s as small moans left his lips.

“The next time you get off, it’ll be my name not his”


You glanced at your watch and groaned. There was no way you would make it to class on time. Oversleeping on your first day of college, how much worse could it get. Well the universe decided quite a bit worse. You stumbled slightly over a crack on the path and your coffee fell from your stack of books.

“Whoops.” You heard someone mutter, as your cup was caught midair.

“Ah, thank you.” You said and your breath got caught in your throat as you got a good look at the guy.

“Looks like you’re in a hurry,” He said, the corners of his heterochromatic eyes crinkling slightly in a smile, “Where’s your class?”

You were a bit shocked that this, notably handsome, stranger was being so helpful. But his question brought up your current dilemma, “O-oh, I actually don’t know.”

He looked at your schedule and hummed, “It’s in the G building, that’s not too far. Would you like me to take you?”

You nodded and he handed you back your cup and class regimen, before leading you to the right hall. “Here you are.” He said as you got there with a minute still on the clock.

“Thank you so much, er…” You paused when you realized you didn’t know his name.


“Ah, I’m _____. Again thank you so much, how can I make it up to yo-?” You were cut off as the professor started talking and you bolted inside the doors before finishing your sentence.

You slipped into a seat in the back of the room so the teacher didn’t notice you came in a second late. You put your face in your hands and felt your face begin to heat up. Gaaah he was cute! I must’ve blown it though, leaving before I could ask for his number, you thought and sunk deeper into your chair. Throughout the lesson your mind kept drifting back to the stranger-no not a stranger, you knew his name, Akashi. It kept drifting back to Akashi, shame that it wasn’t likely you would see him again. You thought with a sigh at the end of the lecture as you walked out of the classroom.

Your sigh was silenced as you realized you were dead wrong.

He was half leaning against the wall, watching your peers exit the classroom, but only searching for a certain someone. “You never let me say how you could make it up to me.”

You smiled and let the rest of the kids and chatter wash down the hallway before crossing the fluorescently lit tile. “Well how can I?” You felt a fluttery feeling in your stomach as his eyes followed your steps.

“Are you free right now?” You nodded intently. “Good. Because it would’ve been a real shame if I had to go on a date alone.”

He tilted his head to the side, “There’s a quaint café a few blocks over, I can show you around the campus so you don’t get lost again.”

“But me getting lost wasn’t entirely a bad thing,” You murmured as the two of you walked down the staircase. He pointed out all the main buildings on your way and you tried to remember what he said but found it quite hard to focus on his words when his voice was so alluring.

He had an hour until his next class so you spent that time sitting in the window seat of the café, lit by the sun filtering in through the window and across your pleasant conversation that was currently about his horse, Yukimaru.

Eventually you knew he had to go because he kept glancing at his watch and scowling, cursing time that he couldn’t keep this conversation going. “If you need to go, Akashi, you can go.” You laughed slightly.

“I do, but I don’t want to leave yet.”

“Here.” You scribbled out your number on a nearby napkin and handed it to him, “if you aren’t busy tonight, we can go somewhere for dinner.”