Prompt: Kanji and Rise's Night (Persona)

Summary: Kanji is waiting for his girlfriend to return from a night of idol work. When she does get back, she wants to rest and relax and Kanji's the perfect one to help her. Includes: Romance, Wholesome, Smut

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Kanji laid on the bed of his and Rise’s hotel room. He had his eyes closed, but his mind was wracked with thoughts of him and his girlfriend. Holy shit, that was still hard to believe, even after so long. He was dating Risette, Rise Kujikawa, literally one of the most gorgeous women in all of Japan, not to mention an idol known by millions worldwide.

They were dating. Hell, they were in love. He was in love, and despite everything, she actually loved him just as much.

It seemed like only a few days ago the two of them were hunting down a murderer, fighting side by side to stop Shadows and psychos from hurting innocent people and the town they loved.

Now here they were.

Kanji’s mind wandered down memory lane as his hands moved through the motions. He was knitting, but by now he was so good with the needles he could probably make a sweater in his sleep if he really wanted to. His hands moved effortlessly, tying together the thread to forge his latest creation.

Meanwhile the TV blathered on in the background. He didn’t give it much through, focusing more on his work.

He was waiting for Rise. The young idol had recently performed her final performance in this tour. Now it was time for her to deal with her fans, so she was stuck signing autographs for who knew how long.

Honestly, Kanji really wasn’t into this kind of life all that much. All the traveling and signings and merchandising and crap. It just wasn’t his style. That said, he’d do it all a hundred times over for more time with Rise.

No matter how good of a designer he was, the real reason he was here was to be Rise’s support and boyfriend. He helped her however he could, whether that involved being a shoulder for her, being someone to challenge her, or… uh, more explicit things, he was there for her.

Kanji would have been there at the session by her side if she wanted him to be, but she knew her boyfriend wasn’t the biggest fan of crowds. So Rise had told him to stay at the hotel. Relax. Catch up on sleep. He argued, of course. He didn’t want her to feel like he didn’t want to be there for her, but she insisted, promising that she would be okay without him for a few hours.

Kanji chalked it up to another reason to love her. He couldn’t believe how hard he had fallen for the woman he used to call ‘a brat.’ Well, she was still a spoiled brat, but it was cuter now. Endearing, most of the time.

Plus, he loved how angry and red she got when he called her that…

It helped that the hotel was pretty amazing. Room service, a gym, and a pool? Hell, just being lazy in their hotel room was freakin’ amazing.

Traveling so much may not have been Kanji’s favorite pastime, but there were certainly perks to it.

Kanji continued to quietly work on his knitting, not really paying attention to anything. Tokyo’s gleaming skyline shone outside as he just sat there, a quiet, unremarkable man. The rest of the world turned regardless of him, but he was fine with that. He didn’t need anything to revolve around him besides his friends.

Yes, the young man had certainly changed after all these years. Once upon a time he had icy, blond hair and several piercings on his body. Nowadays his hair was black, though still a bit messy, while his face was devoid of piercings for the most part.

He considered the change just a part of growing up. He hardly acted like a delinquent anymore, no reason to dress like one… though Rise did comment that he was ‘handsome’ with black hair, but ‘sexy’ with blond hair.

Whatever the hell that meant.

Still, he didn’t totally abandon his old attire. Right now he was still wearing his skull shirt and some dark shorts. Good, simple clothing. Nothing like the works of art Rise would wear. Her clothes were stylish, but hardly practical, and sometimes not even comfortable. It was a good thing she had him around to make some quick adjustments to help her.

Kanji glanced at the clock. It was getting late. He hoped Rise was alright. He sighed quietly, before he glanced at the TV. He hadn’t even realized he had been watching the news. Not that it really mattered. He never really was one to stay caught up on current events anyway. Just some more background noise.

Kanji continued to quietly work, when suddenly the door opened and the exhausted body of Rise Kujikawa dragged herself into the room. She wore a tired smile on her face as Kanji’s eyes widened. He placed his knitting down as the twintail-haired woman slowly moved forward.

“Hey, you alright?” he asked.

“Y-yeah,” she replied, before yawning. Her current clothes weren’t the bright, vibrant clothes of an idol on stage, but they still showed off her beauty well.

Rise wore tight jeans that hugged her figure, clinging to her long, slender legs, and a pink shirt with a matching vest. Practical while still fashionable. Her clothes also accented her curves, a fact that Kanji couldn’t NOT notice.

“You need some help?” he asked, trying to keep his eyes on her face and not any lower than that. He just wanted to make sure she was alright as she smiled at him with those pillowy pink lips. There was even a hint of lipstick adding color to her face, and making Kanji’s fantasies flutter away.

“I’m good. Just tired,” she replied.

“How’d it go?”

“Good. Everyone was really nice, and I drew in a pretty big crowd, which you know… Good and bad stuff about that,” she mumbled. She stretched her arms up to the roof as Kanji lounged back down on the bed, letting his girlfriend continue. “Some really nice kids, some super sweet fans, and a couple of people who don’t know what personal space is.”

“That sucks,” Kanji growled, his teeth grinding for a moment as he imagined some wacko grabbing his girlfriend. Rise quickly waved those thoughts away as she walked towards him.

“Nah, security was there, and most people were just too socially awkward to realize they were making a scene. Nothing a quick word couldn’t deal with.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re alright.”

“Yeah, me too-ooh!” Rise suddenly flopped forward, right on top of Kanji. He caught her, of course, and he held her in his hands as he frowned.

“H-hey! Careful!”

“No,” she replied, rather eloquently, before she giggled in his hands. He just rolled his eyes, but it was that action that helped him notice something.

“Hey, you’re still wearing your shoes!? You’re supposed to leave them at the door! You’re gonna make a mess, damn it!”

“Can’t. Too hard. Too tired. You ask the impossible,” she snarked, before she pretended to fall asleep in his hands.

“Hey! I know you’re still awake, you know.”

Rise just smiled at him, before he allowed her to lay on the soft, cool bed. She moaned at the wonderful sensation, stretching out her limbs and rolling around a bit on the covers. She almost resembled a cat, and Kanji could feel Yosuke making dirty jokes somewhere in his head. Thankfully, Kanji had a bit more class than that, though he could still feel his face turning red at the thoughts of Rise acting like a little kitten.

He wasn’t sure if he found the idea cute or arousing, but either way Rise seemed to suddenly focus in on him as she smiled coyly. Without any warning, she took her foot and stuck it out to him, inches from his face.

“Hey! I told you, watch it.”

“But Kanji, I need help!”

“With what?” he sighed.

“I need you to take my shoes off.”

“Seriously?” He rolled his eyes, before he gently tossed his things aside. Kanji then did as his girlfriend asked, ignoring her quiet giggling and coy smile. “Quit squirming,” he ordered. When she didn’t, he placed his hands on her long, slender leg, holding it in place. He then pulled her shoe off as carefully as he could when he noticed something.

Huh. Kanji’s eyes drifted for a moment, and he could feel a warm layer of shame forming on his cheeks. He caught himself before he could get too high up her body, and he tried to just focus on his task as Rise wiggled her toes.

He could hear her laughing again, and he just tried to ignore her, refusing to meet her gaze. If he had seen her face, he would describe what he saw as pure evil. Teeth gleaming, lips formed into the kind of smile some tokusatsu villain would wear on their face.

The gears were turning in Rise’s head as she got a perverted idea. Kanji had just taken her other shoe off when she gave her best ‘pouty’ voice, begging for her boyfriend to help her. “Socks too?”

“Yeah, yeah.” He pulled the socks off as instructed, and that was when Rise moved her leg, gently brushing her foot against his chest as she smiled knowingly.

Kanji could feel his face warming up again as Rise’s toes gently brushed against his body. His eyes widened as he went still, unsure of how to respond. His eyes moved up to Rise’s face, and she blinked in mock innocence.

“You okay, Kanji-kun?” She was smiling. Grinning. She knew exactly what she was doing.

Her foot continued to brush up against his body as Kanji silently fumed, steam practically blowing out of his ears as she sat up and shrugged her vest off. She arched her back, moaning quietly as her breasts jiggled under her clothes.

Kanji felt his throat turning dry as he watched her, lips slightly parted as he tried to resist her game. Sadly, he was failing, especially when he saw Rise’s shirt rising just enough for him to see her smooth stomach and her little belly button.

His mouth opened, as if to speak, but nothing came out. He swallowed spit down as he tried to think properly. Unfortunately, all he could think about was Rise’s sweet lips and long, smooth legs.

He damned his brain as Rise barely held back a laugh. “What’s wrong, Kanji? You’re looking red.”

“I… You… Stop…”

“Are you going to be finishing any of these sentences?” she teased.

“Uh…”

Knowing she was in control, Rise continued to take things up a notch. “Kanji, my hands hurt,” she whined, and she couldn’t help but notice the genuinely concerned look in his eyes as she quickly dropped the bombshell for what she was really heading towards. “Can you take my pants off for me?”

His concern was replaced with confusion and shock as Rise pouted, fluttering her eyes at him. “I’m tired, and my jeans are so tight and sweaty… Please? I just want to be comfortable.”

His face was more akin to a tomato than his normal skin tone. His blush traveled down his neck and all over his ears as he took a deep breath. “Y-y-y-you…”

“He’s not here, and I bet he couldn’t take my pants off as well as you could,” she cooed.

“Ah, ra, b-bah… Hrm,” he grumbled, moving forward and taking her pants in his hands. He carefully unbuckled her belt, moving his hands with the same grace and skill he would with his own projects.

Once her belt was unbuckled, he pulled it off of her body, ignoring the loud pounding in his heart as he stared at Rise’s soft, slim stomach. Her flawless skin. Her curves. Fuck, her hips were so hot and wide, and he thought about her dancing and his face felt so fucking hot!

Damn her! She knew exactly what she was doing…!

He shook his head, sighing quietly as he began to unzip her pants. That was when he caught the sound of her breathing slowly quickening. She was breathing harder now, and that soft sound sent shivers down his spine.

He had heard it before plenty of times, but… he never did get used to it.

The young man hooked his fingers into the tight jeans she wore and he gently pulled on them. Rise swayed her hips, shaking them to help him slowly pull the clothes off of her. Inch after inch began to give, before Kanji was nearly burning red by the familiar, yet amazing sight before him.

The tight jeans had finally been pulled low enough for Kanji to stare at the purple thong Rise wore, sitting in clear contrast with her smooth, creamy legs. Once again, Kanji wasn’t able to form proper words as he stared at her, utterly lost on what to say or do. All he could do was stare at her underwear.

He barely noticed his blood was pumping in a, well, southern direction. His brain was left working off of fumes as a more instinctive part of him began to take over. Still, he had enough senses in him to finally look away.

Kanji didn’t want to offend. He didn’t want his girlfriend to think he was some pervert who only liked her because of her body. He tried to just block it all out as his eyes turned towards Rise’s beautiful face.

She was staring at him, but he had no idea what she was really looking at. No, Kanji was completely ignorant of what Rise had seen with just a quick glance. She was staring at his rock hard cock, pressing against the insides of his shorts.

The idol gulped, suddenly left awestruck and silent by what she saw. She didn’t know how to respond as her own brain was left short circuited, unable to really think as she walked down memory lane.

She thought of her boyfriend and all their time together… and of his thick, veiny member against her bare skin, making her cry out and moan… She tried to think of something else, but her brain failed her.

Kanji stared at his pantless girlfriend as he finished pulling the jeans off her body. The two stared at one another, before Rise’s lips curled into a smile.

“Keep going.”

“I… You sure?” She nodded her head, and he did the same, taking his shaking fingers down towards her body once more.

By now he was leaning over her, and his hands took her top in hand. She lifted her arms up as he slowly pulled the shirt off her body. He remembered buying this together. She had gotten it on his recommendation. She gave him a kiss as thanks.

The memories continued to fuel his red cheeks as he pulled the shirt off, revealing her matching purple bra. Rise did nothing to dissuade him from staring. She watched him as his eyes went up and down his body, before stopping at her heaving chest. He watched her supple breasts rise and fall, before Rise rolled under him.

She laid on her stomach now, and her voice tickled his ear as she spoke. “Can you unclip my bra?”

“S-sure.”

Kanji hesitated for only a moment. He gulped heavily as he placed his hands on the bra. He remembered how hard this thing used to be, how it would drive him nuts trying to get it off her body. How he actually considered asking Senpai for advice on how to take a bra off a woman…

Thankfully he learned for himself, and he unclipped the bra with relative ease. He lifted the straps up, letting them lay by the sides of Rise’s body. He sat there, ogling her naked back and round, peach-shaped rear. Without even giving her the chance to say the command, he forgot about the bra and gently laid his hands on Rise’s thong, pulling it off of her body.

“Someone’s bold,” she commented, glad he couldn’t see her rosy cheeks.

“J-just cutting out the middle man.” He slid her thong down her long legs, before dropping it down onto the floor.

She sat up, keeping her back to him as she pulled her unbuckled bra off of her body. She held it in her hand, waving it back and forth to tease Kanji. She turned her head, smiling at him with a warm, sensual fire in her eyes.

Rise tossed the bra aside, before she turned around to let him stare at her naked body. His jaw dropped as he stared at her, taking long, slow breaths. She played with her hair, almost ignoring her boyfriend as she showed off her curvaceous body.

Her supple breasts, her toned body that she worked so hard to keep so slim and athletic, and just her creamy, flawless skin. God, she was so gorgeous…

Kanji’s eyes rose and fell along her body, taking in her beauty with a hard, throbbing cock. He could feel it pulsing against the thin fabric of his shorts as Rise smiled. She licked her lips, before glancing down at his crotch.

She giggled, playing with her hair as lewd thoughts flowed through her mind. Suddenly she pushed him back onto the bed, crawling onto him like a lioness and her prey. She was the dominant one in bed most of the time, and Kanji didn’t really mind.

Rise savored her power over her boyfriend, and Kanji was happy to play along, even if he was surprised by just how… forward she was tonight.

His beautiful girlfriend practically had him pinned under her as she leaned in close, their lips mere inches apart and her bare breasts squishing against his chest. “Kanji…”

“Y-yeah?” he muttered, his entire face red as he felt her sweet breath gently caressing his face. He swallowed spit down, feeling his heart pounding in his throat as his eyes between Rise’s bright, shimmering eyes and her scarlet lips.

“I… I want to, no. I need…” Her voice moaned out those words as she bit her lower lip.

“Y-yeah…?” His voice cracked.

“I need… to take a shower.” And then Rise rolled off of him, standing up in one elegant motion, leaving her boyfriend laying on the bed with his still hard cock between his legs. He listened to his girlfriend walking away, before he lifted up his head to stare at her.

His mouth was hanging open, unable to think of anything to say, unable to even comprehend the mind games Rise was putting him through. All he could do was watch her walk away, eyes fixed on her swaying hips and ass. She seemed to notice him staring, because she turned her head and glanced at him.

She gave him that damn smile again, before she spoke. “Wouldn’t mind some help washing up, though. If you want.” she said, winking at him before heading into the bathroom.

Kanji blinked, before he practically fell off the bed and dashed after her, throwing his clothes off as he walked.

Of course the bathroom was nice. Only the best for Risette. Dark marble walls, comfortable, yellow lighting, and a large shower enclosed in glass in a corner. Rise was already pulling her hair out from her twintails when Kanji nearly fell in, and he watched with wide, hungry eyes as her hair fell down her body.

She stepped inside the shower and turned it on, trembling for a moment as the cool water splashed against her. It quickly began to warm up, and she sighed with relief as she enjoyed the blissful spray. She drenched herself as walked up to the stall, naked now, with a cock hard and ready for his Rise.

He tried to keep his cool as best he could, but how could he when Rise looked at him like… that? With those sharp, knowing eyes, buck naked and soaking wet.

“Bold of you to come in here wearing that.”

“Wearing…?” He glanced down at his naked body and hard cock.

“Your birthday suit, silly.”

“Oh! Uh…” He blushed as he looked away, trying to cover his hard dick.

“A bit forward, aren’t you? What are you expecting to do with that thing? You better not break something,” she warned, and he glanced down with bright red cheeks.

“I-I-” Rise laughed at his clear embarrassment, nearly falling over.

“I’m kidding. Get in here already.”

Kanji obeyed the love of his life, slipping into the shower, but from there, he wasn’t really sure what to do. He just stood there, feeling little speckles of water hit him as he watched Rise run her hands over her naked, wet body.

She was so gorgeous. Rise held a beauty to her that was just… Well, it was beautiful, and he thought of a painting the two had seen together while they were enjoying Tokyo. There was a museum, with lots of amazing looking stuff, but one painting was called ‘The Birth of Venus’ or something.

It was supposed to be the birth of this beautiful, gorgeous goddess. That was comparable to what he was looking at right now, with Rise’s hands moving over herself, showing off every dip and curve of her beautiful body.

Rise then took one of her soft hands and grabbed the showerhead, turning it so that it was spraying the wall instead of them. She then bent down, and Kanji glanced at her ass, staring at it as she grabbed some body wash.

“Can you help lather me up?”

“S-sure.”

Kanji lathered his hands up, trying to ignore how red his face was as he placed his hands on her body. Rise didn’t really like to admit it, but her boyfriend’s hands? They were the hottest part of him, physically, of course.

For Rise, Kanji was an amazing knight in shining armor. He was this badass hero, but fuck, did he have some amazing fucking hands! They were so soft, yet firm. They scratched at her, and yet they were so loving…

Rise bit her lower lip as she just enjoyed the pleasure, feeling Kanji’s hands moving along her body. They slid along her stomach, before reaching her breasts. Kanji didn’t waste any of the soap. He pressed his hands against the underside of her breasts, groping and squeezing the soft tits, before moving them up. He kneaded her flesh, making her tremble with a quivering lower lip.

His lips gently touched her neck, and she smiled. “I love you,” she moaned, and he just kissed her again as his hands slid over her muscles, unwinding them and ridding her of the build up of stress.

Kanji’s hands touched her shoulders, rubbing and massaging the sore joints as she melted in his hands. His hands moved from there, down her body, stroking her breasts and stomach again, before he crouched down and began to gently rub at her feet.

She moaned quietly at his touch, and she began to shake as his fingers continued to… unwind her. They made her relax. They made her heart race. They made her submit to these feelings in her heart.

Words could barely describe the love she held for Kanji…

Of course, Kanji had skipped over a part of her, and she had a feeling he meant to. Without saying anything, Kanji placed his hands on her ass, gently poking and squeezing it. While Rise wasn’t quite the largest in the breasts department (that role went to Naoto, to her slightest jealousy), Rise had a butt that several tabloid papers couldn’t stop talking about.

Rise didn’t really care what those papers said about her. Kanji was who mattered, and thankfully he clearly liked her ass as he squeezed and gently smacked it. She moaned quietly as his hands moved on, gently touching her shaved pussy as her legs trembled like leaves in the wind.

His soap-slick hands pressed against her pussy, and her moaning mixed with the hiss of the shower. She knew Kanji heard, and she didn’t care. She began to hump his hand, rubbing against his firm digits.

Kanji knew just how to play with her too. Personal experience… She moaned loudly as his fingers gently pressed against her clit, or along her wet slit. She humped his hands faster and faster, before she moaned once more and slammed herself into the wall.

“Ahh! K-Kanji,” she panted, laying under the warm spray from the shower. She saw the rosy face of her lover. Those loving eyes. That hopeful and compassionate smile. Without another word, she grabbed him and pulled him close, kissing his lips as water fell onto them.

His hands roamed around her back, landing on her ass and squeezing it. Rise could now feel his cock against her, poking between her thighs, long and hard and ready for her. Without any warning, she began to hump his crotch, grinding her clit and pussy against the firm shaft.

“Mmmh! K-Kanji,” she panted. She kissed his cheek, before she dragged his tongue along his fair skin. “Fuck me.”

“S-seriously? In here?” His eyes glanced down, staring at the water below. “Is uh… M-might not be sa-”

“Kanji!” Rise whined.

“Alright, alright.” He chuckled, before he grabbed her and spun her around. She gasped, nearly slipping, but of course he caught her. He pushed her against the wall, and Rise felt her heart skip a beat.

“W-whoa…!”

“What’s wrong? Surprised that the neighborhood delinquent’s so rough?” he teased, leaning close to her ear and savoring the burning fire forming on her cheeks.

Rise took a long, deep breath, before she placed her hands on the wall and pushed her lower half against Kanji. She stuck her ass out to him, and he held her hips in hand as he pushed into her. He stuffed her pussy with his hard erection, and she moaned loudly from the perfect fit.

It just… It felt right. Kanji and her were just a perfect match. Two puzzle pieces who were the perfect fit, and Rise squeezed her pussy around her boyfriend’s thick cock. She gave it love, embracing it with her warm, wet folds as he bucked hips back and forth. He was fucking her like a damn piston, picking up speed as her body trembled.

“Not too rough with you, am I?” She couldn’t tell if he was teasing her or if he honestly meant that. Either way, she kept trying to meet his thrusts, basking in the pleasure he drowned her in.

And his hands. Damn those hands. They were moving all over her body, sliding along her stomach to her breasts, squeezing and playing with them as the soap slid down into the drain.

Rise was a woman who wore her heart on her sleeve. She was an honest woman, especially after her time in Inaba. She gave Kanji a taste of that honesty as she moaned aloud.

“Ahh! K-Kanji, I love your cock!” she moaned. “I love the way it feels in me. I love how you fuck me. I love you! Oh, fuck!”

“H-hey, Rise, come on. W-we got nei-”

“Fuck them! Oh, fuck, your cock makes me go crazy! You always know just where. To. Fuck. Meee!” she squealed with pleasure as the tip of his cock slammed against her G-spot, making her cry out even more as his precum coated the walls of her pussy.

He listened to the grunts her lover made. Sweet growls and hungry pants as the wet smack of their bodies filled the shower. She loved it, and she did her best to match his vigor as her pussy squeezed every inch of his member.

It didn’t take long for her to feel her orgasm fast approaching, and she moaned loudly as her eyes met his. “I-I’m gonna cum!”

“Then do it.” he growled, his voice almost like a beast’s. It was so damn hot…

He came inside of her, and she screamed in ecstasy as his seed swirled inside of her womb, coating the walls of her pussy…

The two remained still for several minutes, before they slowly began to sink onto the floor together. They laid there, with Rise snug against her boyfriend, letting him hold her. The shower continued to soak them as Kanji kissed her head.

“Damn, brat. You’re gonna be the death of me.”

“You know you love it,” she replied, taking his words with a proud smile on her face.

“Yeah, well… You know you love, uh… this dick.”

Rise snickered at that, gently smacking him. “Pervert.”

“W-what?! Pervert! You were literally shoving your ass on me like a minute ago!”

“Such a huge pervert.” Kanji rolled his eyes, before Rise kissed his cheek. “Want to go again?”

Kanji blinked, his cheeks turning that sweet rosy shade once more. “It’ll be a waste of a lot of water…”

It was a weak argument, and Rise rolled her eyes. “We’re in a hotel. It’s fine. Now shut up and fuck me,” she grinned, climbing onto his lap. She took his hands prisoner, admiring the way they felt in hers, before she pressed them against her breasts.

She moaned at his touch, feeling her nipples poking against his palms as he chuckled. He kissed her this time, and she melted into the sweet embrace. Needless to say, it was a good thing hotels didn’t charge their guests for water usage...