/- AN: I finished watching season three of the anime a while ago and am content with the ending. I understand that the light novels are better, but I don't care. Anyway, I heard there is a continuation and all that, but I don't care either. What I sought out to do is write smut. Hikigaya Hachiman needs to get his dick wet. I understand that in Japanese high-schools, this might not usually be the case. I do not care. There is no concrete plot at this moment, but depending on feedback, favorites, follows, I might throw in the effort. For now, it is pure smut. Please be aware of potential spoilers ahead, as this does take place after the final episode. The general synopsis is that throughout the anime, our protagonist has gotten around. If you lads and ladies want origin stories, please let me know in a review. Scenes were written and described from personal experiences to try and make them sound as real as possible. Is my boy a cheater? Yes. For the last time: I do not care. Other than that, go nuts! Let's see this story on the top of the charts. -/
Chapter 1: Isshiki Iroha
"You've-" Hikigaya recoiled softly as a jolt of pleasure shot up his spine. His hands tightly gripped the edges of his maroon seat. He had trouble focusing on a single thing as his eyes shot around the room. He looked cautiously at the locked door of the student council room, outside the window, and at the brown-haired junior who sat on a pillow below her knees between his outstretched legs. She looked up at him with beautiful honey eyes, a large bulge on her cheek where the tip of his cock pressed against it from inside her latched mouth. "You've gotten much better at this, Iroha."
Isshiki pulled back and released his cock with an audible pop, her lips swollen and wet with spit. Her hands clutched his bare thighs, and her palms rolled gently over his hairs. A mischievous smile graced her cute face, and Hikigaya could feel his heart pound furiously within his chest. She had no reason to be so sexy, he claimed.
"Senpai, after so much practice," she clutched his wet cock and slowly stroked the shaft, her eyes locked with his. She reached up with her other hand and removed a single piece of hair from the corner of her mouth. Her expertise showed. "Who wouldn't be good at this. Now, please take responsibility."
Hikigaya's head rolled back with a soft moan as she enveloped his cock with a happy hum. One of his hands softly squeezed the top of her head, not that his junior minded as she increased the speed of her blowjob. Her tongue licked the base as her lips clamped around, and she moaned with enjoyment. She knew exactly how to maximize his pleasure as she performed fellatio on all fours. A cold hand reached up and clamped around his balls before giving them a nice tug. Another jolt shot up his spine. Devious to her core.
With unmatched enthusiasm and with eagerness to please her senior, Iroha began to deep throat. He hit the back of her throat, and a guttural moan escaped his lips. With her eyes closed, she took a deep breath and pushed past her limits. Hikigaya looked down to see his entire penis swallowed to the base as his junior looked up at him with teary eyes. It lasted only a second before she gagged loudly, her eyes widened, and she pulled back with a loud gasp and a small giggle. His switch had flipped.
With a soft groan, he stood up. He grabbed Isshiki's arm and picked her up. She knew he was not fully satisfied.
"Senpai?" she questioned. Hikigaya gave no reply as he pushed her back towards the large wooden table reserved for the student council. He leaned down and captured her lips in a searing kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck on instinct but didn't expect to be lifted from her behind. With a surprised squeal, she pulled away from the intimate kiss. "Senpai!"
He placed her down on the table, her feet lifted off the floor, before bending down onto his knees. His hands clasped delicately around her soft thighs as he enjoyed the firmness before sliding up underneath her skirt. He reached for her panties. With seasoned precision, he hooked his thumbs underneath the waistband and pulled them down to her knees. A surprised gasp escaped Isshiki as she brought her hands up to her mouth. Hikigaya paid no mind and instead muttered, "Lay down."
While he knelt, he pulled up her skirt and her pink panties off completely with slight trouble around her shoes. His arms hooked underneath Isshiki's knees as he pulled her closer to the edge of the table. Her legs rested comfortably on his shoulders, his face between her thighs, his eyes set on her bare, leaking pussy. He peered upwards at her face flush with red, the back of her hand covering her mouth.
He silently prayed Yukinoshita would forgive him.
Without another word, he lunged forward and captured her folds in his mouth. Isshiki bit her finger to prevent herself from screaming. They were still at school after all.
Cunninglus was not something he ordinarily performed, but he did enjoy it immensely. The feeling of his partner as she squirmed and wailed his name was second to none. Her soft and delicate fingers rummaged through his hair and pulled at his strands. His tongue eagerly rolled over her skin before it probed deeper inside. His hands squeezed and rolled over her thighs. Isshiki slowly inched towards the climax. She saucily whispered his name in between moans. His mouth latched onto her clit.
"Hachiman," she called out. The tip of his tongue traced out the letters of the alphabet as he breathed onto her vagina. Her chest puffed with pleasure. "Hachiman," she said louder. His dead black eyes locked eyes with her honey irises. Then he softly bit her clit. Her body spasmed as her spine stiffened up. Her vision flashed with stars as an explosion of pleasure rocked her body. "I'm cumming!" she screamed.
It took several seconds for her to calm down, and in that time, Hikigaya stood up and wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt. He walked back to the chair by the window and reached for his pants. He searched for his wallet and pulled out a single condom wrapper. Then he walked back over to his junior still laid on the table who'd followed his moves with half-lidded eyes. Situations such as these were unavoidable, and so, despite his wishes, he was always prepared. With slow steps, he found himself back between Isshiki's slender legs. With a small excited smile, she parted her legs and licked her already soaked lips in anticipation.
He grabbed his junior's cheek and softly ran his thumb over it. He would make the best stay-at-home husband.
"Hey, Isshiki."
"Yes, hah, senpai?"
"Happy birthday."
"Hachiman! You rememBERED-!" Just as she was about to finish her sentence, condom clad, Hikigaya sheathed himself into her. Her mouth opened agape as he pulled himself out before entering once more. He built a solid rhythm, she followed it. They started slow so she could adjust, but this wasn't their first rodeo. With his hands clamped down on her hips, he thrust into her with enough force to shake the table. This act of debauchery was not new to him. His cock was enveloped in a warm and wet feeling of Isshiki's young and tight vagina even through the latex condom. Their groans and gasps filled the air, and their sweaty skin slapped against each other.
Hikigaya pulled back and grabbed her feet before spreading them wide. She didn't care as the position allowed him to hit her deeper. Her cries were all the incentive he needed to continue. After minutes of delicious pounding, he removed his condom covered cock. Before Isshiki could protest, he pulled her off the table. She cried in shock before she was turned around and bent over. Excited to try a new position, she gave him a wink and pulled her skirt up before she wagged her ass enticingly.
"Come and get it, senpai."
He wasted no time in entering her once more. A jolt shot up her spine as his thick cock opened her up once more. Her fluids flowed down his shaft, down his balls, and pooled around her feet. The beast that was Hachiman Hikigaya took his time to enjoy her thoroughly. His stamina was second only to Hayama. He grabbed her brown hair with one hand and clutched one of her ass cheeks with another. Her ecstasy reached new heights, as did his. She made a face no one had ever seen, or will, and that excited Hikigaya like nothing else.
"Isshiki," he called out, "I'm close."
"Inside," she managed to reply, "do it inside."
With one final thrust, Hikigaya held himself tightly against Isshiki's rear as he came. Simultaneously, she came too, the hardest she ever had. Once the high died down, he pulled out, the tip of the condom bulged with his seed. Without him to hold her up, his junior nearly collapsed with shaky legs. As he wipes away his sweat, he made his way over to his long-forgotten pants to put them on. Isshiki watched as she pulled up her panties. He pulled out the small gift-wrapped box with a honey-colored bow. Isshiki gasped as she walked over.
Hachiman turned towards his kohai with a smile. They both wanted something genuine, and this was it. He held out the gift surprisingly shy.
"I hope you didn't think the sex was my only present."
She stuck out her tongue and playfully put a knuckle on her head before winking. Hikigaya could only sigh. Women were too troublesome, he agreed. Her hand reached out for his gift before she pulled it back almost immediately as she remembered something.
"What is this? Are you hitting on me?" She cried as she stepped back fervently, "I'm sorry, you're trying too hard, and it's creeping me out."
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry."
With a small chuckle, she snatched the gift out of his hands quicker than he could see. Typical of her to act surprised and happy at the same time. He closed his eyes as the sound of her tearing apart the wrap filled the air. He opened them once again only when an odd silence followed. With tears in her eyes, Isshiki lifted her present. A small gold necklace with a heart pendant with the initials IxI. Feeling self-consciousness, he began to explain his reasoning.
"Listen, well," he rubbed the back of his neck, "I know you don't have too many friends because you're cute and close to Hayama, but I wanted to get you something special. I'm not sure how many people know it is your birthday either, but I remember from that one time you mentioned it while being pointlessly sly. And-" he realized he was speaking uncharacteristically too much. "You're a pain in the butt, but you're my pain in the butt."
She turned around and tackled him while wearing the necklace. He almost fell but managed to balance himself. Her arms wrapped around his chest in a hug as she reached up and kissed him on the lips. It was a soft kiss, one full of passion and love.
"It's perfect. Thank you, senpai."
"Don't mention it. Like ever."
They both laughed but stopped almost immediately as someone knocked on the door. With wide eyes, they stood frozen in place.
"President, are you in there?" a voice came across.
"Ah, yeah, is that you Vice-President?" she asked in a panic. Hikigaya's brain had since stopped working, so it was up to her. There was no way anyone could find out she was alone with a third-year, let alone, Hachiman Hikigaya.
"The meeting ended almost an hour ago, so what're you still doing in there?"
"You know, just finishing up on some schoolwork. You know me, always working and all that." She laughed nervously, still inwardly panicking.
"I'm coming in." He wasn't the Vice-President of the student council for nothing. He could sense something was amiss. Isshiki's heart fell into her stomach. It was all or nothing now!
"Wait! You-you better leave quick before I tell everyone about you and our little secretary situation." From outside the door, she could hear a soft gasp. "So-so get going, don't worry, I'll return the key to the room later. Good work today. See you tomorrow."
"Alright, president." He was scared without a doubt. Isshiki Iroha was not someone you wanted as an enemy. If his relationship got out, it could jeopardize his role and call for his removal from the position. Safe to say, he left without another word. The two still in the room released deep sighs of relief. Isshiki grey a tick mark and angrily slapped her senior in the shoulder, obviously miffed.
"Ow, what was that for?" Hikigaya asked.
"We almost got caught because of you, idiot!" she seethed.
"Excuse me, wait, you're the one who dragged me in here claiming to have a request for the club."
"You could have refused!"
"Not after you use your pointless charms on me."
"Idiot, nitwit, Hachiman!"
"You've been hanging out with Komachi too much!"
The two stared silently at each other before bursting into laughter. Isshiki took a moment to admire her necklace with a large smile.
"Well, let bygones be bygones. Let's go, senpai."
"Glady. I could use some MAX about now." he finished gloomily. Isshiki laughed before agreeing to stop by a vendor on their way out. Her treat, she said, but Hikigaya knew that meant it was his. He sighed once again. He looked up at the ceiling with a heavy heart.
"Women are troublesome." That earned him a smack to the back of the head.