Tag: nsfw

Could you do an nsfw Arisasa scenario please?

You’re welcome, Nonny-Mouse! I hope you enjoy.

CHRISTMAS

“You’re the best mentor, you know. Thank you.” Haise Sasaki holds out a Christmas present for his friend.

Arima smiles and accepts the gift. He feels bad he didn’t buy anything for Sasaki.

“You really don’t have to beat yourself up. You’re always doing that.” Sasaki shakes his head. “Can’t you be happy for once?”

“You make me happy,” Arima tells him, and his heart thumps in his chest. 

He opens the perfectly wrapped gift to see a framed photograph of 0 Squad. Laughing. 

“This is fabulous.”

“I’m glad you like it.” Sasaki sighs. “I had to ask Akira. You’re rather difficult to shop for, you know.”

“So are you,” Arima says lamely.

“Not really.” Sasaki’s face is illuminated by glowing lights, and – and –

From the moment Arima met him in the sewers, Sasaki’s had his heart.

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NEW YEARS

Sasaki calls Arima, exhausted after a night helping an intoxicated Akira groom her cat over and over.

“Come over and I’ll brew you coffee,” Arima tells him.

They talk and talk over coffee, and finally Sasaki asks what he’s been wondering.

“Do you like me?”

Arima starts. “Of course.”

“Not like that. At the party last night, Hairu said you were off pining for me.” Sasaki’s face is bright red. “Is that true?”

Arima sighs.

When he looks up, Sasaki kisses him. 

A New Year, indeed.

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VALENTINE’S DAY

“Arima!” Haise rolls over and wakes his boyfriend by peppering his face with kisses. 

“Well, that is a pleasant way to awaken,” Arima mumbles. “We could make it more pleasant, though.”

“Oh, really?” Sasaki pulls Arima atop him. 

Arima suckles the skin of Sasaki’s chest. He stokes his muscles, and his smile grows with every moan. 

When Sasaki is inside him, he feels open and free and beautiful. They’re both part-ghoul, and they understand each other in ways most people don’t. 

They collapse next to each other, covered in sweat. 

Arima reaches over to their nightstand. “I got you something for Valentine’s Day.”

“Chocolate?” Sasaki laughs at the box. “Well, it just so happens…”

Arima guffaws as Sasaki pulls out the exact same box.

“You’re hard to shop for, you know,” Sasaki says again.

Arima pulls him in for another kiss.

nsfw ui x hairu pls (omg i love ur stuff, bless u and this blog)

Thank you, sweet Nonny-Mouse! 

Ui knocks on Hairu’s apartment door. She invited him over for dinner, and he’s been looking forward to spending time with her all day. 

“Come in!” she sings, and Ui cracks open the door. He immediately stumbles.

Hairu leans against the wall, clothed in lacy black lingerie. 

Ui hyperventilates. “H – H – Hairu!” 

“So silly.” Hairu shuts the door quickly. “Too much? Too fast?”

“Uh, n-n-n-no.” Ui’s face is scarlet. Blood roars in his ears. 

“Are you sure? Do you need to sit down?” She can’t resist adding, “I have a bed.”

“If you’re really uncomfortable, I can change.” Hairu strokes his hair. He leans on her to avoid falling over.

“You look beautiful,” he manages, and Hairu grins.

“You look handsome yourself.”

“M – M – May we?” Ui is now sweating. 

“If you want,” she purrs.

His lips crash onto hers, and he lets her tug him into her bedroom. 

She lies him down on the bed and tugs off his jacket, then his shirt. She strokes his well-toned abdomen, then moves her hand lower, and he groans. 

“I’ve never done this before,” she admits, her face as pink as her hair. 

“Guess we’ll be learning together, then,” Ui says with a chuckle, playing with the edges of her lingerie. 

Hairu has condoms she’s just purchased, but they have quite the adventure getting to that point. It’s slow and funny and he thinks she’s so cute, the way she squeals and peppers his face with kisses. And she thinks he’s so dashing, because he’s gentle and desperate and awe-struck all at once. 

They love making each other happy, and now they have another way to do that.