A/N: Okay. This is literally titled Kuroh X Reader (idk what I'm doing with my life...) on my computer. And since the lady I babysit for doesn't care what I do, as long as the kids don't kill each other. I wrote in a note book in the living room while the little girl was watching My Little Pony.

I hate writing reader inserts o-o someone remind me to never do them again.

You are standing in the kitchen of the cozy apartment that you share with Kuroh, your boyfriend of 10 months. You work during the night, and he works through-out the day. You had just gotten up from your sleep and found yourself a little bit hungry, and you didn't think Kuroh would mind if you ate a little something; speaking of him, he should be getting off of work pretty soon. You glance at the clock, yup it's 4:50. Ten more minutes and Kuroh would be out of there and he'd rush back home so he could have more time with you.

While minding your own business you were humming a little tune to yourself and putting the toast in the toaster and rested your hands on the edge of the counter. While you were in your own little world and not really paying attention to any of your surroundings but was in front of you. You suddenly see two hands covering your own and feel a head leaning against your back – not even going to describe what you think is against your butt. "Kuroh! You-you're early..." you say in a surprised tone and turning to look at him, but he's got you pinned.

"How could you know it's me? Maybe I was some bugler and I was planning on having my way with you?" he says in such a dead pan tone, you almost thought he was serious.

"Kuroh, I could tell it was you because of you scent. Frankly, it's very distinguished." that was one one of the things you loved the most about him. When he'd cuddle with you after coming home from work you would just wallow in his embrace and take in the intoxicating smell of his scent.

"Okay." he says a little non nonchalantly. Your toast pops up just then and go to move your hands just to have him tighten his grip and move you your long (h/c) hang out of the way by nuzzling his nose into the nape of your neck.

"Ku-Kuroh!"

"Yes, my love?" he plants a kiss on your neck.

"N-not here.." you shyly say.

"Then would the living room be better?"

"I want to eat first! I just got up!"

"Oh. Then that explains why my little princess isn't all dolled up." he kisses your neck again, and trails those kisses to your ear. You're honestly trying not to shudder or moan, even a whimper would send the wrong message.

"Hey... can I eat my toast first... then I'll come with you, okay?" you ask tilting your head, forcing him to stop his work on your neck.

"Alright then. As my late master, Ichigen Miwa said-"

"Patients is a virtue that carries a lot of wait. And it wasn't him who said it. It was an Amish Proverb." he lets go of you with a chuckle and head to sit at the table while you butter your toast and put your favourite jam on it. You walk to the table with it and sit on the side opposite Kuroh. All you guys had was a small, square table. But it's enough for the two of you to sit at together, so neither complained, "Why are you sitting here? You know you can go sit in the living room."

"And risk spending every minute with my adorable girlfriend?" he smirks at you and you get frustrated with him.

After more pointless bickering(as said by the tape recorder of his late master Ichigen Miwa), you just decided to eat your toast and let him stare at you with those soft cerulean eyes. You ate with your head down because you didn't want to look him in the eyes, it would just be creepy.

"Are you done now, (y/n)?" he asks, bringing you back to reality suddenly and you realize you had finished all your toast.

"Ah, yes. I am." you both reach for your plate but he grabs it quicker .

"Allow me to take this to the kitchen." he says standing up and leaving you to sit at the little square table. Seconds later he returns and you stand up, "Where do you think you're going?" he asks with a smirk while leaning against the wall in front of you.

"I was hoping to be able to get dressed-"

"Why get undressed when the clothes will just be taken off again?"

"Because it's indecent to walk around stark naked-"

"That's not what I'm talking about, (Y/N)" he says smirking and you finally realize what he meant. You weren't naive, but possibly just a little bit stupider when you first get up.

You stuttered and blushed, trying to back away, all to no avail. Kuroh grabs your wrist and pins it to the wall, promptly covering your lips with a soft kiss. Slowly adding more pressure he basically has you begging for it. Because the one thing you had learned about Kuroh, is when he french kisses, you swear he could tie a cherry stem with that tongue of his(A/N: Kuroshitsuji reference, anyone?)!

You pull lightly at his white dress shirt with your free hand and you feel a tongue brush against your upper lip. He always lick that one, in contrary to other men, who lick the bottom. He – for some reason, can get his tongue under your lip and bite your top lip just the tiniest bit. And you had no idea what it was about this little difference; but it made a HUGE change in your relationship, sexually that is. As he bites and teases your lips he grinds his lean hips into your own and you moan out. He then pulls away from your lips and you chant his name, "Kuroh-kun~"

"Yes?" he looks down at you.

"I want to take a shower before work. And I want my hair to dry too..."

"Then how about we both kill our birds with the same stone..."

"Wait what are you talking about-" but he just drags you into the laundry area (the shower is just beyond there) and you get the idea. He pushes you against the wall next to the frosted glass door leading to the shower and bath area, then promptly pins you with his hips. The close proximity between the two of you made you blush a deep plum red and you stutter, "Kur-Kuroh! You-you're so ou-out of character!" you study his face and notice a slight flush.

"Someone left Tumblr open on their desktop. I just so happened to read something a little someone re-blogged..."

"Shit..." you mumble to yourself, him being close enough to hear it smiled down at you evilly and put his hands above your head and leaned in.

"It's okay. I happened to enjoy the little write-up I read." you mentally curse yourself, if he saw that one, you'd be screwed. But giving the circumstances; he did see the one you were thinking of.

You move your eyes from side to side, avoiding his and stutter out, "I-I can explain it!"

"You don't need to, dear. It was very detailed. So much so, one would almost think they were living it... or maybe it was step-by-step instructions on how to please the person that was reading it-"

"Okay! Truth comes out, I missed you when you went on that trip with Shiro because I couldn't do 'it'" you mock frown at him and he starts chuckling in his deep baritone voice, "What are you laughing at?" you blush deeper than you already were.

"Oh, just the fact someone basically confessed to using the toy I gave her to pleas-" you were embarrassed as hell and decided to us a simple technique that wouldn't hurt him, but got him off of you. Just hooking your heel behind his knee and pulling till he stumbles you slide out from between him and the wall.

"Whatever happened to you yelling 'Indecent' whenever I came onto you now this happens and, and-" but his abrupt kiss silenced you and he caressed your cheek while sneaking a hand up your button-down pyjama shirt.

"The story said she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and she just came in after a rain storm... but this works too." he mumbles next to your ear while running his thumb just under your breast.

"Kuroh. If you're going to do something, do it right." you say throwing you head up in exasperation. You can just feel the smirk on his lips as he kisses and nips your neck and ear, all the while un-bottoning the shirt. When the last button becomes undone, you feel the shirt hanging off your shoulders and shrug it off. You don't get embarrassed when he sees you naked, but you do when he's coupley with you... the result of more hook-ups than real relationships. You grab onto his tie and pull on it ever-so slightly while reaching your hand around behind his head while he kisses your shoulder.

"Shall I make it visible, decent, racy, or sexual?" he asks pulling away for a moment to look at you.

"What are you talking about?" you question while undoing his tie.

"A hickey. Shall I make it visible, to let people know you're mine, decent so you can cover it, racy, or sexual"

"I don't care. It's up to you if you want me fired for showing up at work with a hickey."

"But last time I did that you told me you had something called 'concealer' that would hide it."

'Drat' you mumble to yourself and sigh, "Fine. Leave it anywhere. But I want you shirtless first." you finish pulling off his tie and he pulls away from you. Shrugging off the long black coat he basically wears all the time, it drops to the floor and he starts pulling the white dress shirt out of his pants. Slowly he un-buttons it, looking you dead in the eyes and you stare back, noticing something, "Is that the look of lust I see in my black saints eyes?" you coo to him and he narrows them seductively

"If it is, then I have no objection to it" he pulls his arm out of both the sleeves and folds the shirt.

"You still always fold your clothes though..." you mumble and he smiles.

"Problem?"

"It just takes longer. That's all-" you start to say, but your body is again attacked with kisses from his lips.

He pulls away from your neck just so his lips brush it when they move, and his low husky voice rings loudly in your ear, "I think I'll leave one of each." after saying so he bites your smooth neck and starts sucking on it lightly.

You moan and sigh his name and after 5 minutes you have 3 new hickeys, "Kuroh. We haven't even made it into the bathing area yet..." you say just as his lips leave the valley of your breasts.

"But my dearest most cherished (Y/N), we don't have to go to the shower yet... do we?" he whispers in that thick baritone voice reminiscent to the early spring morning fog that covers the river you two picnic at often.

"No- umm, I mean yes. We've been at this for 30-"

"15" he corrects.

"alright, 15 minutes. I want time to do something and get cleaned up... sorry I'm rushing things." you mutter.

"No problem. I'm here to serve you, (Y/N)." he says letting go of you and stepping back. He extends his hand out and looks deep into your eyes with his bright crystal hues, "will you do the pleasure of joining me, my love?" he kisses your hand as you place it in his hand.

"A gentleman through and through, even when horny." you smirk, "But we have to finish getting undressed first"