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Reader x Satoshi Isshiki - Frisson

Title: Frisson
Fandom: Food Wars
Character: Satoshi Isshiki
Genre: smut
Warnings: smUT
Intended Gender Audience: Female
Word Count: 1053 Words
Other comments: enJOY; this happens in the Food Wars timeline, sometime before the grand finale

Frisson

/frēˈsôn/
noun
a sudden strong feeling of pleasure; a thrill.

After a long day of ridiculous challenges, you plopped down on your bed with an exasperated sigh. Your hands hurt and you were positive that you had blisters on the balls of your feet. You smelled like ten different platters; the stench morphed into one icky blob that was, well, you.

The door creaked open, but you couldn’t be bothered to turn your head and see who it was.

“(Y/n)?” a soft voice called.

Satoshi sat next to you on the bed before taking your shoes off for you. “You smell like miso soup, squash spaghetti, pig lard, and chocolate. What did they make you do?”

Instead of turning over, you end up slipping off your bed. With a sad moan, you look up at your boyfriend. “If you over boiled the pig, they poured it over your head and expelled you. My bench partner was unlucky and I was in the splash zone. Then, someone turned my stove up too high so my chocolate tempered badly. They got expelled, but I still got in minor trouble for not paying attention.”

He cups your face and pulls you up into his lap. Satoshi smells like citrus, but it isn’t overpowering. “I’m sorry, (Y/n).” Stroking your cheek gently, he leans down to kiss you gently. “Would you like to take a shower while I cook some dinner? I was experimenting with a sorbet.”

You nod slowly. “But you’ll have to carry me because I can’t move.”

Satoshi chuckled slightly, his eyes gleaming, before he hoisted you up. He tucked his arms around you protectively and carried you over to the bathroom across the hall like the prince he was.

He closed the door behind him, and you waited until you heard his footsteps fade to undress. The heap of clothes smelled awful, so you could not wait to wash off the long day of horrible classes.

You turned on the shower and pulled the curtain across after you got in. The water washed away the ache in your body, so you just stood under the stream for a few minutes before you actually started to scrub yourself.

After rinsing your hair, you were about to turn the faucet when someone pressed themselves against you and pulled your hand back. Satoshi nipped your shoulder gently as his other arm hooked around your waist. You inhaled sharply as a wave of frisson ran through your body.

Yes, the water was hot and steam made the moment sexier, but Satoshi generated his own warmth. He pulled your hair back and trailed kisses up your neck, making you tremble.

“H-Hey.. I thought you were going to make dinner…”

You could feel his smile against your skin. “I’d much rather eat you at the moment.”

He pinched the inside of your thigh, and you spun around with a squeak. As you did, his hands greedily gripped your ass, and he leaned forward to crush his lips into yours. “It’ll help you destress,” he added with a smile.

Without hesitating, you nodded and leaned against the tile wall slightly. Satoshi crouched down, pulled your leg over his shoulder, and immediately began lapping at your clit. With his free hand, he explored the rest of your body, worshiping every inch and ensuring that you feel wonderful.

Breathing heavily, you gripped Satoshi’s long locks and pressed yourself against the wall to brace yourself better. You were not expecting sex, let alone oral sex upon arriving home, but Satoshi always knew how to remedy long days at the academy.

Every time his tongue touched you, pleasure melted away your worries. You could not help but voice that pleasure, and you released a few lewd moans.

“S-Sato..”

He blinked up at you, his cyan-blue eyes sparkling with passion and love. With a quick wink, he teethed gently on your clit before running his tongue along your folds.

You wanted to tell him that you were going to fall over the edge and into a plush void of sexual pleasure, but you could not find your voice because you were so overwhelmed.

Satoshi watched happily as you leaned your head back and closed your eyes. He knew very well that you were going to climax, so he leaned back just enough as to be able to stand up. You were going to put your leg down, but he held you in place and inserted his length into you.

Precum rubbed your insides and Satoshi gripped you tightly so that you would not slip. You could barely think straight, but you pressed your chest against his so that your nipples would flick against his own. Satoshi bit his lip and kissed your collarbone. But when you giggled slightly, he growled and slammed into you to wipe the smirk off of your lips.

The knot was building up faster and faster, and you grinded against Satoshi as payback. He braced himself against the wall and put his face in your neck as he pounded in and out of you.

Without a warning, you came. The knot unraveled and you came over Satoshi’s member that was still inside of you. He groaned and kissed you sloppily as he pulled out. His landed on your stomach and dripped down your legs. You shivered and threw your arms around him.

“Satoshi...” you whispered between pants. Trying to catch your breath proved to be a struggle. Satoshi shushed you with another kiss and turned you around to wash you off.

“I should have helped you earlier... Before you washed up. Shame that you have to do it again,” he purred while hugging you tightly.

You blushed deeply and smacked him gently before shooing him out of the shower. “Go actually make food before someone gets suspicious!”

You took a seat at the table just as Satoshi was setting plates of food onto the table. Daimidō sat at the head of the table, but other than you and Satoshi, no one was present.

“Oh shoot, I guess I made too much food…”

He sat down and was about to eat when Daimidō spoke.

“No they left because they couldn’t stand the sound of you two fucking like rabbits in the shower.”

You turned a bright red, but Satoshi just laughed nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. “Sorry, Daimidō.”

;) (Wink) — Description
Reader x Satoshi Isshiki - Frisson

Title: Frisson
Fandom: Food Wars
Character: Satoshi Isshiki
Genre: smut
Warnings: smUT
Intended Gender Audience: Female
Word Count: 1053 Words
Other comments: enJOY; this happens in the Food Wars timeline, sometime before the grand finale

Frisson

/frēˈsôn/
noun
a sudden strong feeling of pleasure; a thrill.

After a long day of ridiculous challenges, you plopped down on your bed with an exasperated sigh. Your hands hurt and you were positive that you had blisters on the balls of your feet. You smelled like ten different platters; the stench morphed into one icky blob that was, well, you.

The door creaked open, but you couldn’t be bothered to turn your head and see who it was.

“(Y/n)?” a soft voice called.

Satoshi sat next to you on the bed before taking your shoes off for you. “You smell like miso soup, squash spaghetti, pig lard, and chocolate. What did they make you do?”

Instead of turning over, you end up slipping off your bed. With a sad moan, you look up at your boyfriend. “If you over boiled the pig, they poured it over your head and expelled you. My bench partner was unlucky and I was in the splash zone. Then, someone turned my stove up too high so my chocolate tempered badly. They got expelled, but I still got in minor trouble for not paying attention.”

He cups your face and pulls you up into his lap. Satoshi smells like citrus, but it isn’t overpowering. “I’m sorry, (Y/n).” Stroking your cheek gently, he leans down to kiss you gently. “Would you like to take a shower while I cook some dinner? I was experimenting with a sorbet.”

You nod slowly. “But you’ll have to carry me because I can’t move.”

Satoshi chuckled slightly, his eyes gleaming, before he hoisted you up. He tucked his arms around you protectively and carried you over to the bathroom across the hall like the prince he was.

He closed the door behind him, and you waited until you heard his footsteps fade to undress. The heap of clothes smelled awful, so you could not wait to wash off the long day of horrible classes.

You turned on the shower and pulled the curtain across after you got in. The water washed away the ache in your body, so you just stood under the stream for a few minutes before you actually started to scrub yourself.

After rinsing your hair, you were about to turn the faucet when someone pressed themselves against you and pulled your hand back. Satoshi nipped your shoulder gently as his other arm hooked around your waist. You inhaled sharply as a wave of frisson ran through your body.

Yes, the water was hot and steam made the moment sexier, but Satoshi generated his own warmth. He pulled your hair back and trailed kisses up your neck, making you tremble.

“H-Hey.. I thought you were going to make dinner…”

You could feel his smile against your skin. “I’d much rather eat you at the moment.”

He pinched the inside of your thigh, and you spun around with a squeak. As you did, his hands greedily gripped your ass, and he leaned forward to crush his lips into yours. “It’ll help you destress,” he added with a smile.

Without hesitating, you nodded and leaned against the tile wall slightly. Satoshi crouched down, pulled your leg over his shoulder, and immediately began lapping at your clit. With his free hand, he explored the rest of your body, worshiping every inch and ensuring that you feel wonderful.

Breathing heavily, you gripped Satoshi’s long locks and pressed yourself against the wall to brace yourself better. You were not expecting sex, let alone oral sex upon arriving home, but Satoshi always knew how to remedy long days at the academy.

Every time his tongue touched you, pleasure melted away your worries. You could not help but voice that pleasure, and you released a few lewd moans.

“S-Sato..”

He blinked up at you, his cyan-blue eyes sparkling with passion and love. With a quick wink, he teethed gently on your clit before running his tongue along your folds.

You wanted to tell him that you were going to fall over the edge and into a plush void of sexual pleasure, but you could not find your voice because you were so overwhelmed.

Satoshi watched happily as you leaned your head back and closed your eyes. He knew very well that you were going to climax, so he leaned back just enough as to be able to stand up. You were going to put your leg down, but he held you in place and inserted his length into you.

Precum rubbed your insides and Satoshi gripped you tightly so that you would not slip. You could barely think straight, but you pressed your chest against his so that your nipples would flick against his own. Satoshi bit his lip and kissed your collarbone. But when you giggled slightly, he growled and slammed into you to wipe the smirk off of your lips.

The knot was building up faster and faster, and you grinded against Satoshi as payback. He braced himself against the wall and put his face in your neck as he pounded in and out of you.

Without a warning, you came. The knot unraveled and you came over Satoshi’s member that was still inside of you. He groaned and kissed you sloppily as he pulled out. His landed on your stomach and dripped down your legs. You shivered and threw your arms around him.

“Satoshi...” you whispered between pants. Trying to catch your breath proved to be a struggle. Satoshi shushed you with another kiss and turned you around to wash you off.

“I should have helped you earlier... Before you washed up. Shame that you have to do it again,” he purred while hugging you tightly.

You blushed deeply and smacked him gently before shooing him out of the shower. “Go actually make food before someone gets suspicious!”

You took a seat at the table just as Satoshi was setting plates of food onto the table. Daimidō sat at the head of the table, but other than you and Satoshi, no one was present.

“Oh shoot, I guess I made too much food…”

He sat down and was about to eat when Daimidō spoke.

“No they left because they couldn’t stand the sound of you two fucking like rabbits in the shower.”

You turned a bright red, but Satoshi just laughed nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. “Sorry, Daimidō.”