Have a first time scenario for Tanaka and a female s/o (who is tough and a little bad at expressing emotions and also not a native Japanese speaker and totally not actually my OC) because honestly Tanaka is so underappreciated and I utterly adore him.
-Admin Alyx
You really had meant to just watch a movie. Honestly.
You’d both had hard practices the day before, so instead of the date you had planned you decided to go back to your apartment and put a movie on. Now, though, you were sitting astride Tanaka’s lap, movie playing completely forgotten on the TV behind you.
“Can I?” you asked, fingers curling under the hem of his shirt. Tanaka tried to speak but his voice stuck in his throat, so he just nodded helplessly and raised his arms as you stripped him. He stared at you, taking in the way your mouth fell open slightly, the feeling of your fingers against his skin.
“God, Ryuu, you’re so gorgeous,” you said, and an undignified whine escaped his throat as you pressed your hands against his chest, your body shifting against his. His mouth fell open, fingers gripping tightly at your hips, just above the waist of your jeans. It was–oh gods, it was too much.
Your fingers slid down his chest and then went to the hem of your own shirt. Tanaka swallowed thickly as you pulled it off in one fluid movement, tossing it onto the floor to join his. His mouth fell open as he took in what had to be the most perfect pair of tits ever to exist, offset by a simple but sexy as hell bra–black and strappy and ever so slightly sheer in strategic places.
He was snapped out of his blatant staring by a soft touch on his arm. Your fingers traced a feather-light path along his skin as you leaned in to kiss him. Your hand grabbed his and pulled it up, leading his fingers towards the clasp of your bra. Tanaka took a moment to be thankful for Noya and that bra he’d somehow managed to procure so they could practice this, because he was able to pinch the clasp free in seconds.
He was almost sad to see the bra go–almost. It was sexy, but nothing compared to the sight that he was presented with once it was tossed aside. He was pretty sure his brain short-circuited for a minute once it registered the tiny metal barbells through each nipple.
“Holy fuck,” he said, and you laughed softly. “Can–can I?”
“Please.”
I ADORE Tanaka and this was utter perfection!!!
Let's Otaku About It 