Gummy Bears: Hiro Hamada x reader

Gummy Bears
Warning: Fluff alert, Hiro's pervy side comes out a little, once again.  Thought I might give you some warning this time, haha.
I imagine this taking place when Hiro is around 17 to 18 years old.

You were currently laying out on Hiro’s bed, your head propped up by his pillows as you read from the book you had resting against your stomach.  Hiro was sitting in his desk chair, typing away at his computer.  You were both caught up in your own worlds, content being next to each other and not needing to fill the air with useless chatter.

A few minutes later, you hear Hiro’s chair squeak as he leans back and stretches his arms up into the air.  The wheels of his chair roll across the hardwood floor as he pushes away from the desk and stands.  “I’m gonna grab a snack from downstairs.  Do you want anything?” he asks.

You glance at him from your book and shake your head.  “No thanks,” you tell him with a smile.

He gives you a shrug, before turning and making his way down stairs.  He isn’t gone for very long, before you hear his steps coming back up the stairs.

“What’d you get?” you ask nonchalantly, flipping the page in your book.

“Do you really have to ask?” he says, and you can hear the grin in his voice.

Even before you shift your gaze to look at him, you can already hear the crumpling of a plastic bag.  When you spot the item in his hands you can’t help but roll your eyes.  “Seriously?”

He gives you an innocent grin, “What?”

“I can’t believe Aunt Cass still buys you those.  How do you not have a million cavities?”

He chuckles to himself and rips open the bag.  “She doesn’t actually.  I have to buy them on my own, and then I have to hide them up on top of the refrigerator, because if she finds them, she tosses them out,” he explains to you.

“You have an addiction,” you tell him, before turning back to your book.

“I am not ashamed to agree with you.”

One corner of your mouth tilts up as you try to suppress a laugh.  You’re pulled away from your book once more when you feel the bed dip down.  You raise an eye brow as you watch Hiro crawl toward you.

He notices you watching him and he gives you another innocent smile.  “Don’t mind me,” he tells you.  Using his knee, he pushes your legs apart slightly, and then settles himself down in the opening.  Lying down on his stomach, he props himself up by his elbows which are resting on either side of your hips.

You both have a small staring match as he continues to pop gummy bears into his mouth.  With a shake of your head you look back down at your book.  “You’re so weird,” you tell him.  You try your very best to continue with your reading, but it is incredibly difficult to ignore the fact that your incredibly attractive boyfriend is laying down between your legs.

You are distracted once more when you feel his fingers slip underneath your shirt.  As his fingers crawl up your sides, you can feel the fabric getting pushed up as well, and soon you can feel the cool air of the room against your bare stomach.  You lift the book up off of you and peer at him from underneath it.  “What are you doing?” you ask suspiciously.

He looks up at you with those wide chocolate brown orbs and a slight pout on his lips, trying to keep with his innocent look, as he reaches up and presses down on your book until it’s resting against your chest again, once more blocking your view.  “Just keep reading,” he insists.

You hear the plastic of the gummy bear package crinkle once again, before you feel a bunch of small, cold items land on the skin of your stomach.  You lift the book once more.  “Hiro, why did you just dump a bunch of gummy bears onto my stomach?” you ask incredulously.

“Because, I’m playing with my food,” he responds nonchalantly.  He begins to organize them across the plains of your stomach, lifting them up into their upright positions.  “Whatever you do, don’t move,” he instructs.

You place your book back down with a sigh.  “Why do I put up with you?”  Your gaze flits across the pages in front of you as you try to remember your place.

You let out an involuntary yelp when you suddenly feel a slight nip against your lower abdominals followed by something wet and warm to sooth away the ache.  You lift your book once more and stare at Hiro with wide eyes.  He’s looking back at you, his eyes glowing with mischief.  You watch as his jaw moves up and down a few times, before he swallows.

“Did you just…?” Your voice fades off.

He gives you a Cheshire cat grin.  Maintaining eye contact, his head lowers back down.  You can’t find the ability to look away as his mouth closes around another gummy bear and your skin.  You can feel the suction against your skin as Hiro sucks the gummy bear into his mouth.

You feel your cheeks heat up as your heartbeat increases tenfold.  “What are you doing?”

“Eating my gummy bears,” he tells you like there’s nothing wrong.

“Off of my stomach?”

He grins again, “Don’t lie, you like it,” he tells you before diving in for another one.

Setting down your book you cover you blushing face with your hands.  “Couldn’t you have gotten a plate, or something?”

“But this is so much more interesting.”  You can’t help but peak through your fingers and watch as his lips brush across your skin so he can get three in a row.  “You should try it sometime.”

You drop your hands and raise your eye brows, “What? Eat off your stomach?  Thanks, but I think this is weird enough for me.”

He smirks up at you.  “Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it.  I think I might just want to have all my meals this way, from now on.”

You laugh incredulously, causing your stomach to move up and down rapidly, which then causes some of the gummy bears to fall onto the bed.

“Hey, stop laughing, you’re ruining my master piece,” Hiro tells you, collecting the fallen and stuffing them into his mouth.

“It’s not a master piece if you’re just going to eat it,” you tell him, but try to suppress your laughter anyways.

“It’s possible to make edible master pieces,” he protests, bending down to capture a few more gummy bears.

You lean your head back into the pillows and let out a sigh.  “Are you done yet?” you ask.

You can hear him chuckle.  “Some people just can’t appreciate art.”

He sucks up the last few gummy bears and you heavy a sigh of relief.  He folds his hands; one over the other then rests his chin on top as he chews on his snack.  When he swallows, the two of you just stare at each other for a moment, grinning at the ridiculousness of the situation.

“Can I get up now?” you ask.

“Nope,” he responds, before sliding his hands down to grip your waist and keep you in place.  He then places a soft kiss just above your belly button.  You would have thought the gesture to be kind of sweet, if he didn’t then stick out his tongue and lick a long trail across your skin.

“Ew!  Hiro!”  You lift up onto your elbows, and bend one of your knees to nudge Hiro in the side until he rolls off your legs.

He lands next to you, on his back, as he laughs.  Folding his arms behind his head, he watches as you sit up and use your shirt to wipe at your stomach.

“Are you sure you don’t want to try for yourself?” he asks with a tempting grin as he then begins to lift the edge of his shirt to reveal his defined six pack.

You roll your eyes at his antics.  “You’re flexing.”

“No I’m not,” he claims, but you can obviously see his muscles tightening.

“You’re totally flexing, Hiro.”

“Why don’t you come over here and prove it,” he gives you a cocky smile.

You smirk and reach a hand out.  Instead of going for his abs though, you dig your fingers into his side where you know he is most ticklish.  Letting out a very unmanly shriek, he jolts away from your fingers.  You bust up laughing as he glares playfully at you.

“Don’t look at me like that, you totally deserve it.”

His glared melts away and he shrugs, “I guess that’s fair.”  He settles back into a comfortable position, with his hands behind his head and his knees bent up.

Grabbing the half empty package of gummy bears, you crawl closer to Hiro and throw a leg over his knees so you can straddle his waist.  You use his bent legs as a back rest and make yourself comfortable.  He smirks up at you.

“I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist,” he states as you stick your hand into the bag.

“Oh, I’m resisting, alright.  I’m not going to do what you just did.  I’m just going to sit here and make you watch me eat all your precious gummy bears,” you respond, pulling a handful out of the bag and popping them into your mouth, one by one.

He frowns and reaches a hand up to take the bag.  In return you pull the bag up and away from his reach.  He then starts to make the motions of sitting up, but you stop him by putting your other hand on his chest and tsk softly.

“I wasn’t allowed to move before, now you’re not allowed to,” you grin mischievously.

He flops back down onto the mattress with a groan.  “You know, I could flip both of us over, so fast,” he tells you in a warning tone.

“You could,” you say in a drawn out tone, “But you won’t.”

He raises an eye brow, “And why is that?”

“Because you wouldn’t want me telling Aunt Cass where your secret gummy bear stash is located,” you threaten, and then eat a few more from the bag.

He glares, “You wouldn’t dare.”

You smirk evilly, “Do you really want to take that chance?”

“You’re getting more and more devious every day I see you.”

“You must be rubbing off on me,” you can see the movement of his eyes following your hand as you eat a few more.  Feeling generous, you grab one and hold it in your fingers as you raise your hand up, “Open up,” you tell Hiro.

Catching on quick, he obediently opens his mouth.  Tossing the gummy bear at him, it whizzes straight passed his ear.  He gives you an amused grin, “You missed.”

“Yes, I can see that,” you reach back in the bag and pull out another one.

This time, it bounces off his forehead.  “Missed again.”

“Not helping.”

The next one bounces off his cheek and Hiro can’t hold his laughter in any longer.  “Man, you really suck at this.”

You roll your eyes, “Well, I never said I was good at it, did I?  Or anything sports related, for that matter.”

You toss one more, and finally it makes its way into his mouth.  You shoot both of your hands up into the air in victory, “Yes!”

Hiro chuckles as he reaches around to collect all the other ones.  Once they have all been safely tucked away into his mouth, he pushes up off the bed until you are both face to face.  “You’re adorable,” he tells you, leaning forward to kiss your nose.

You smile and put the plastic bag down on the bed so you can loosely put your arms around his neck.  “You like it,” you respond in a low voice, repeating his words from earlier.

You notice his gaze dip down to your lips.  “I really do,” he says right before leaning forward a little more to connect your lips.

“You taste like gummy bears,” you inform him, in between your kisses.

You can feel him smile, “So do you.”