Danganronpa Smut Book UwU

Roomates (Saimota)

Ship: Saimota

Top/Dom: Kaito

Bottom/Sub: Shuichi

I love that pic so much, its so adorableeeee :3

College AU! Requested by my lovely platonic husband _SP4C3-B01_ , thank you for the request, hope its not too horrible :,3 Love you platonically!!

3RD POV woooooosh~

"I'll see you later Shuichi!" Was all the taller, purple haired boy called out before leaving the apartment. Shuichi instantly felt a pang of loneliness pierce his heart. Who knew his once a week internship would leave him so bored throughout the day.

He laid around, trying to think of something to do. Alas, he came up short. He thought about doing something productive, but quickly felt that small surge of burn out wash through him.

He also thought about his room mate Kaito Momota. How perfect he is in basically everyway. If there were such thing as the ideal man, for Shuichi, Kaito would be him.

These very vivid and predominate memories flashing through his mind served to give the dark haired boy quite the painful hard on. (PLS WHY DID I PHRASE IT LIKE THAT??)

He hesitantly reached into the shorts he was wearing and shivered as he wrapped his hand around his cock. (I want to cry ;-;) He let out a small, pleasured sigh. He found a decent rhythm for his wrist to move at and slowly began to pick up speed. Following were small moans and breaths.

His breath hitched as he drastically quickened his pace. In a way, it felt shameful for him to be doing something like this while thinking of his best friend. That was drowned out however by the more forefront thought of Kaito actually doing it to him. He threw his head back and whined louder.

He sped up even more. "K-Kaito.." He whispered quietly, following it with a soft "mmmnn~". He tightened his grip ever so slightly. "K-Kaito~!" He whined louder. He felt himself edging on climax. "A-Ah~!" He cried.

"Hey Shuichi I forgot my-" Kaito said opening the door and immediately freezing seeing the sight before him. "Shit!" Shuichi whisper yelled, trying to cover up the fact that he was shamelessly getting off to the thought of the man who was now standing in the door. "S-Sorry." Kaito said, gaze snapping to the floor as he pushed past some imaginary wall blocking him from getting to his room.

Shuichi got up. "Kaito, w-wait!" He cried, heading to Kaito's room. He was shuffling around some things, looking for whatever it was he'd forgotten. "K-Kaito.." Shuichi mumbled trying to get the others attention. He wasn't even sure what he should say. Should he apologize? Apologize for what is the question however..

The taller glanced back. "You don't need to apologize, that was my bad... But uh, next time, don't do it on the couch man." He said, fumbling over his words.

Shuichi stood there awkwardly, wanting to say more. He also wanted the now becoming unbearable pain in his lower region to cease. He turned to leave, feeling defeated until he heard Kaito speak again. "Uh, hey quick question." Shuichi spun around to face him. "Yeah?" He replied.

Kaito exhaled deeply, searching for words. "Um, who's name were you uh.. When you were yknow.." Embarrassment dripped from his voice and Shuichi could practically feel it seeping into his skin.

He had no idea how to tell him, so instead he stood there seemingly frozen. "You don't have to answer.. I think I have an idea of whose it was.." Kaito mumbled, breaking the uncomfortable silence.