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Summary:

Jyushimatsu is just as unpredictable in relationships as he is in everything else. In the span of a few minutes, he can go from soft touches and kisses and whispered sweet things, enough to make nearly anyone swoon on the spot with a smile bright as a sun shining for only them, to downright raunchy and lewd. His libido is that of a man who’s gone years without knowing the touch of another, because, well, that’s exactly what he is. Despite his mood swings and penchant for spontaneity, he’s perceptive, and does his best to read the atmosphere in the room to know how to best act on an impulse, though he usually defaults to giving anything a shot.

He also really likes throwing curve balls when they’re least expected.

Notes:

Jyushimatsu just as unpredictable in relationships as he is in everything else. In the span of a few minutes, he can go from soft touches and kisses and whispered sweet things, enough to make nearly anyone swoon on the spot with a smile bright as the sun shining for only them, to downright raunchy. His libido is that of a man who’s gone years without knowing the touch of another, because, well, that’s exactly what he is. Despite his mood swings and penchant for spontaneity, he’s perceptive, and does his best to read the atmosphere in the room to know how to best act on an impulse (though, usually he defaults to yes).

He also really likes throwing curve balls when they’re least expected.
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Work Text:

Jyushimatsu was, as always, unpredictable; the term “wild card” couldn’t even begin to scratch the surface of his personality. At first glance, he’s random and over the top for seemingly no reason, but past his silly exterior was an extraordinary mind that somehow never failed to procure surprise after surprise to astound those around him. Once he opens up for real to someone, the true Jyushimatsu makes himself known. His hyper simpleton persona dissolves, showing the way his mind processes the world around him. He actually thinks about everything, yet at the same time nothing; he can easily hold a conversation about who could spit the farthest one moment before heading straight into just how exactly the planets aligned in just this specific pattern for earth to be earth the way it is now, and how everything fell so seamlessly into place to make life as it is possible. His favorite ‘what makes this this?’ style of of questioning the world around him tends to twist the brains of those around him into knots as they try to come up with a logical answer, though there seldom is one. He is kind-hearted and simple, jealous at times, and brash, with just enough random sprinkled in to throw off anyone who thought they knew what he was about.

Jyushimatsu is just as unpredictable in relationships as he is in everything else. In the span of a few minutes, he can go from soft touches and kisses and whispered sweet things, enough to make nearly anyone swoon on the spot with a smile bright as a sun shining for only them, to downright raunchy and lewd. His libido is that of a man who’s gone years without knowing the touch of another, because, well, that’s exactly what he is. Despite his mood swings and penchant for spontaneity, he’s perceptive, and does his best to read the atmosphere in the room to know how to best act on an impulse, though he usually defaults to giving anything a shot.

He also really likes throwing curve balls when they’re least expected.

Last time, it was a dog suit, announced suddenly and without warning as he ran out of the bathroom on all fours with the intent to lick the other occupant’s face off. In situations like today, it comes just after a hushed ‘I love you’ in the heat of the moment surrounded by the chorus of skin slapping together and the vocalizations of pleasure from both parties that his thrusts brought. His voice, low and soft and sweet as sugar, holding one simple request: “Can I piss in you?”

If pressed, the moment would be put on hold, he’d no doubt explain where the idea had come from, or perhaps why the thought had crossed his mind just then, though the explanation may be too lengthy, or a simple ‘Because!’, or ‘I saw it in a porno once!’; no matter the response, it could wait, surely. His excited expression couldn’t fully hide how close to the edge he looked, sweat beading on his brow as his hips continued to move at a steady pace despite the loop he’d just thrown. “Like, after we both finish, can I?” He pressed, his words separated by panting as his tongue lolled out of his mouth.

After not much deliberation, and a general consensus of ‘Ah, fuck it,’ the nod he gets in response only serves to make that ever-present grin widen, though it looks a bit more devilish in this context than the cuteness it typically emits. He lets out a triumphant laugh and stops holding back, because apparently he’d been holding back, a symphony of grunts and sighs and gasps echoing and filling the room as his hips began rocking the two of them together roughly. Jyushimatsu was never quiet, letting his partner know he appreciated the consent to his sudden proposal in a breathy voice broken apart by giddy laughter.

“Thanks, huaah-hahah, Ahh… Ha ha- Mmn. Really, thank you, hmmn… Don’t worry, this’ll be fun, I’m sure…!” His excitement, spawned by the most recent turn of events, is contagious as the moment approaches, excitement filling the gaps where shock and uncertainty had initially begun to seep in. Jyushimatsu’s bright demeanor was more than enough to power through any apprehension, his excitement to try new things made it hard to not get swept up along with him in the heat of the moment. It was an excuse to try something new and strange and exciting, something only Jyushimatsu could come up with and propose so casually. If neither of them liked this experience, hey, at least they tried, and if it was bad, there was no doubt that Jyushimatsu would be sure to put it to an end as quickly as the idea sprung up.

He finishes first, shaky hips rocking forward in an attempt to help his lover finish as well till they’d both reached that euphoric high. Hands shifted to rest on their waist as Jyushimatsu stayed pressed inside and held them close, letting out a relieved groan after a moment of silence had passed. Teeth sunk into flesh as he moaned at the sensations, marking his partner in sudden debauchery. The combination of orgasm and letting go of his bladder left his head spinning pleasantly, as he was sure to say aloud for his partner to hear amongst his gasps. The hot stream of urine went on and on and on ‘till he was completely spent and left gasping for air His face was flushed a ruddy shade of red as they both shivers from the sensations overloading their systems. Jyushimatsu sits up to look down at his mate with a shaky smile, leaning in for a sweaty eskimo kiss that melts into an exhausted makeout.

“Did you like that? It was fun for me, but... what about you?” He tilts his head, face now hovering just a bit above his partner’s in anticipation of their response. The exhausted nod and smile he gets in return brightens his wobbly smile back up a bit, and he can’t help but lean forward for another kiss. Eventually he pulls out, a bit of extra piss leaking from his tip to splatter weakly against their leg to trail down towards the rest of their combined mess. As he sits up to stretch his gaze falls to focus anywhere but his mate’s entrance as they leaked. He gently thumbed their entrance in awe, watching as a mixture of lube and various fluids flooded around and over the digit. He looked enthralled with the sight and continued with his prodding in a mesmerized state, spurred on by the soft moans from the other.

“Ah… It’s back up.”

Notes:

This can be read as BLMatsu, reader-insert, whatever your heart desires. I tried to keep it as ambiguous as possible in order to focus on Jyushimatsu's thought process as well as make a more relatable self-insert scenario.

Critique is welcome, feel free to request drabbles or something in the comments. This is my first fic in a long time, I'd like to write more in the future.