I love this Au too~ >:Dc It’s so, so fun to write for, and I appreciate every request that y’all send in! Anyway, this is mostly fluff with just a lil bit of nsfw…

It wasn’t often that you got to see Reiji truly wrecked. He was too proud to allow you to witness any shameful side of him… no matter how much you both knew that he liked it.

Now was one of those rare times. After nearly an hour of teasing and three orgasms, you could finally say that he was relaxed.

And by relaxed, you meant very nearly a puddle on the bed.

Face flushed up to his ears, hair sweat-damp and sticking to his forehead in a mess he would have never consciously allowed, glasses long discarded and leaving you with a perfect view of his dazed, crimson eyes, Reiji was the exact kind of wrecked you liked to see him. Even his posture, normally so strict and sharp, had been reduced to an undignified sprawl.

The last of the aftershocks from his last climax were still making him shiver, and his softening cock was a delicious shade of red against his pale thighs. If you thought he had it in him, you’d have gone for another round.

“Th-That’s… enough…” Reiji stuttered, though. Even his voice was shaking, tone so much softer than you were used to from him.

On a whim, you leaned forwards, brushing Reii’s hair out of the way and pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Alright. We’re done. You did great, darling.” If he’d been any more coherent, Reiji wouldn’t have let himself appreciate the soothing tone and sappy pet name. Like this, though, he went half-limp, shivering all over again and leaning into your touch.

Poor thing really was starved for affection, when he let himself admit it. You pressed a series of soft little kisses down to Reiji’s cheek, just because you knew he needed the tenderness, and were met with a shaky arm wrapping itself around your waist, tugging you closer.

“We’ll cuddle for a little bit, but I know you’ll be grouchy if we don’t clean up soon,” you smile, easing yourself down to his chest.

Reiji hugs you almost too tightly, curling himself around you like he never wants to leave. He sighs, once, into your hair, and you pretend like you can’t feel his tears, overwhelmed as he is.

You’ve learned that he’s an easy crier when he’s being honest with himself. That’s just one piece of information that you feel honored to know.

Adjusting yourself a bit, you move one hand to Reiji’s back, stroking long, slow lines up and down the skin. He shudders, breathing sharply into your hair again, and you’re reminded yet again that he hasn’t had nearly enough positive contact in his life.

You’re going to have to get cleaned up soon. Everything right now is nice, but you know well that it’ll only be a few minutes before “nice” turns into “sticky and gross”. Neither you nor Reiji like that part.

For now, though, it’s easier to stay where you are, Reiji’s larger frame wrapped around you. It feels so easy to never let go.