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+“Who’s that guy you just said hi to?” R.Nishimura°
Summary: Don’t run, it’ll only make him chase you.
˗ˋˏ ♡Content warnings- : I’m spelling it out so you all know I mean business. Read carefully. Niki is batshit crazy in this, but I jumped through hoops to make everything as consensual as possible because I do not entertain sexual assault of any kind. Yandere!Niki, strangers to obsessive lovers, mentions of alcohol and clubbing, drinking, unprotected s+x, praise, degradation, overstimulation, oral (f. rec), petnames, biting, rough s+x, gaslighting, descriptions of paranoia, fear, and anxiety, possible abduction?, lots of terrible choices, some comedy, threats, again— Niki is CRAZY, reader puts up a good fight tho, crying, dacryphilia, panty sniffing, squ+rting, possession k+nk, he needs to have you live in his lungs the jealousy is that bad folks, cursing, explicit language, don’t be deceived he’s hot but psycho, Jungwon cameo, surprise! he’s nuts too, your best friend is a real one in this and your relationship is up to interpretation, multiple s+x scenes, biting, kissing, detailed kissing, honestly gross kissing, marking k+nk, mouth spitting, hair pulling, n+pple play, dryh+mping, n+pple sucking, n+pple biting, more p+ssy sniffing, he’d snort you if he could, begging, confused feelings, IM SORRY THIS IS SO LONG BUT STAY WITH ME😭💔, pain k+nk, he lovessss biting, dirty talk, my god, scent k+nk, more oral (f.rec), ummmm😭 cl;t biting, cl;t spanking, ch*king, look past the fact his cock is fat—he’s still a red flag and POSSESSIVENESS X 10000000000
‧₊˚ ̳͟͞͞♡—.+.—wc (12K-I’m so ashamed)
꒰ঌeveryone alr knows English is not my first language໒꒱
If you knew then what you know now, you’d have just admired the rare sighting of the attractive man from afar. Now you’re living with the lesson that “seeing is deceiving.”
Such a lesson goes by the name Riki and it started around 2 months ago…
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You were having a night out with your friend, dressed up, feeling good and tipsy as loud music blared through the club. Amu had been trying to get you out for weeks but with your demanding new job and responsibilities, it just wasn’t possible but eventually she wore you down.
“Cmonnnn! Just for tonight—“, you scoffed.
“Yeah, until you wanna go out again.”
“That’s because you never come! Pleaaase??”
Her puppy eyes in full affect as she points to the dress of hers she bought for you to wear laid out on your bed. A deep sigh leaves your chest and that’s when she knows she won, clapping excitedly while you got ready. You couldn’t even be upset with her because you’re actually having fun, all dolled up and giggly as you dance together.
You feel so light— no assignments, tasks, or looming deadlines hanging over your conscious. It’s freeing. Maybe a night out was just what you needed.
Bending you over, Amu rolls her body into yours as you grind back on her when she suddenly gasps. You don’t get to ask her what when she’s snatching you up, spinning you to face her but keeping you pressed tight against her. Chin hooked over her shoulder, her hands drift down to your ass, rolling your body into hers when she whispers,
“There’s a stupidly hot guy watching us— or actually, he’s watching you.”
Your eyes widen, excitement and nerves swirl around in your stomach and you bite your lip.
That’s why she’s putting on a show? Curiosity makes you restless and you know why Amu has you facing the way she is because you’d have looked immediately even if she told you not to.
“How do you know he’s looking at me?”
She doesn’t answer with words, instead she lifts one of your legs around her waist before her hands grip your hips as she dips you. It happens fast, leaving you breathless at how you’re suddenly upside down and confused as to how this answers your question when your eyes trail up and you see him.
Stupidly hot was an understatement and true to Amu’s word, he was indeed looking at you.
His intense gaze burns into you as you watch him take you in. From your tiny dress that’s riding up thanks to how it’s hooked around Amu’s waist as she rolls her body into yours all the way to your tits that are fighting not to spill out the top of said dress.
His eyes lock with yours when he winks.
It takes you so off guard that when Amu slowly lifts you back up, smoothing her hands up your back as you loop your arms around her neck—you’re still breathless.
“Jesus fuck.”
She grins.
“Told you.”
When you turn again, this time she lets you and your eyes immediately find him.
He’s tall, you notice. Dark hair matching his dark eyes with a playful smirk on his plump lips. His jewelry glints in the dim light as he shifts, making your pounding heart drop as he leaves the bar, striding towards you.
“Oh my god!” You whisper shout, torn between making a run for it because attractive people make you nervous and it’s been a while or acting like the slut you want him to turn you into. Amu makes the decision for you, tightening her hands around your waist as he gets closer, whispering in your ear.
“Stop. Go for it— you look so hot I’d fuck you and you smell fantastic. Don’t overthink baby, you’ve got this.”
You listen, taking deep breaths as she adds,
“And fix your face, you look scared.”
Well damn. One deep inhale and light smile on your glossed lips as she reassures you and the next time you turn back around he’s there.
A giddy smile breaks across your face before you can stop it because he’s so much more gorgeous up close. High cheekbones compliment the strong lines of his jaw and long lashes. He smelled so good too— your thighs subconsciously clenching together.
Amu doesn’t leave immediately, staying for introductions at least, grinning with a cheeky wave.
“Hi.”
He smiles back, perfect teeth on display as he nods once at her.
“Hi yourself.”
Your eyebrows shoot up to your hairline when you hear how deep his voice is. If you didn’t need that before you would die if you didn’t get it now. He extends a large hand out for you to take, keeping his eyes locked on yours as he raises it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of it.
“My name’s Riki. Or Ni-Ki works too.”
“Where does the ‘NI” come from?” You hear Amu ask.
“It’s the first two letters of my last name, Nishimura. So that with the two last letters of my first name…”. God, that’s hot.
When you don’t speak, just staring back dazed, that’s when Amu decides to take her leave. Kissing the side of your neck, she announces that she’s going to get you more drinks but you know she’s giving you space to hook you up.
Your eyes don’t catch the way his narrow when she kisses you.
You’re nervous, Riki’s attention is intense even when you know he’s interested. He hasn’t let go of your hand either, instead he holds his free hand out for your other one. When you take it, he smoothly pulls you in, wrapping your arms around his neck as you simultaneously move together.
He’s firm, like he works out and it has you groaning inwardly. Your pulse is thrumming— making you hyper aware of everything. At the same time, you feel good.
Shivers scatter down your spine when you feel his hands smooth slowly down your back, stopping at the top of your ass before gliding back up. You sigh breathily at the feeling as he holds you tighter to the hard planes of his body, murmuring lowly in your ear,
“Gonna tell me your name, pretty girl?”
A flash of arousal shoots through you at the petname and you breathlessly give him your name. He rests his forehead on yours, repeating it back to you while his hands run back down, saying your name when he asks,
“Is this okay?”
Biting your lip, you nod and immediately after he’s gripping your ass, pressing you flush against him as you grind together. You wouldn’t ordinarily be this bold but you’re buzzed and Riki was so attractive— it wouldn’t kill anyone if you were a little irresponsible.
His hard length grinds against you and you nearly choke when you feel how big it is. When he does it again, your head tips back as you moan and it’s like something snaps. Plump lips meet your neck with open mouthed kisses, groaning drunkenly as he inhales.
“Fuck…you’re so sexy, baby—“, he rasps.
“Had me hard the whole time watching you…”
Whining, you feel your wetness soak through your panties when he laps up the column of your throat to slot over your mouth in a dizzying kiss.
It’s consuming off the bat, Riki’s broad tongue greedy and wet as he fills your mouth with it until you’re holding onto the back of his neck for stability. The sound the kiss makes when your tongues meet has his blood running hot, smacking his lips harder against yours as he palms the fat of your ass.
You moan into his mouth and he forces himself off your lips before he makes a scene out of you in the middle of the club.
“Come home with me”, he asks through heavy breaths. “I want you so bad…”
He’s kissing every inch of skin he can reach as he waits for your answer. You want to go but you don’t just want to leave Amu and make her worry. Looking around the room for that familiar pink pixie cut, you spot her at the bar sitting on the lap of a cat eyed boy with dimples as he orders her another drink.
Waving your hand at her from behind Riki’s head, she looks over quickly when you point down at the man licking between your cleavage and the door. She understands immediately, nodding aggressively and shooing you so hard she almost creates a breeze before holding up her phone.
Call me if you need me.
You give a thumbs up when you feel Riki’s mouth close around the side of your throat, audibly wet kisses before lapping up to kiss the underside of your ear. Clit throbbing, you reach up to pull his hair, forcing him to let go when you finally give him permission.
“Take me home?”
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If Riki had a nice place you wouldn’t know because as soon as he gets you through the door he’s on you.
Lips, hands, teeth, tongue— all over you. Your body feels like one big nerve as he takes his time licking into your mouth, kissing you sloppy and drenched before marking you up. Sharp teeth border on painful when he buries his face in your neck to bite, soothing the burn with a hot lap over the indent.
“Mmm, I’m gonna fuck you so good…”,
A needy moan falls from your kiss swollen lips when he picks you up, carrying you to his room. You don’t know how it happens but by the time you hit the bed, you’re naked— left only in your drenched panties.
“Spread your legs f’me…”
Your body obeys as if on autopilot, letting Riki see the way the wet fabric hugs your pussylips.
“And so wet too… good girl.”
The praise lights you up, oozing pussy clenching around nothing while you watch him strip until he’s naked. Reaching towards him, he follows when you pull him into a slow, filthy kiss. Tilting your head to kiss him deeper as he slides his tongue in your mouth for you to suck, his hand coming up to curl around your throat when he pulls away with a wet slop.
“Open.” He purrs, stroking your bottom lip with his thumb.
You obey again, letting his thumb pet your tongue before he grips your cheeks, leans down and spits.
A fresh coat of slick gushes out from your pussy. It should feel disgusting, you’re not usually like this…so why do you swallow it? Moaning for more as you look up into his dark eyes. His cock is dripping precum when he does it again, licking your mouth out only to spit back down your throat and kissing you as a reward when you swallow without him telling you to.
Eventually, your movements turn restless as your pussy throbs.
“Sorry…”, you apologize, like your jitters are an inconvenience and they’re anything but. On the contrary, Riki is loving how sensitive you are— soaking through your cute panties off a little bit of kissing.
“You’re okay, baby. I don’t mind.”
The low timbre of his voice is hypnotic as he suckles hungry kisses down your body, reveling the way your skin jumps beneath his lips when he gets to your cunt. Heat floods your face when you feel his warm breath cool against your skin from how wet you are, both embarrassed and aroused as he coos.
“Fuck, look at her…”, he leans closer, slipping them down off you so he can see her drip for him.
“Pretty, sloppy hole cryin’ for attention, hmm?”
Your mouth drops in a sharp gasp when Riki presses his nose to your cunt, inhaling deep until his eyes roll back, groaning deep in his chest.
“You smell delicious, pretty thing..”
Blood rushes through your ears as your heart pounds at the act. It’s almost too intimate for a one night stand but you like it too much to care. Arousal so thick it weighs you down like a blanket, pliant and warm when he spreads your pussylips to lick a hard stripe up your slit.
A broken moan shoots from your throat when he does it again— sloppily lapping from your hole to your clit, fluttering his tongue against the underside of the twitching nub before closing his mouth around it to suck. Your trembling hand flies to his hair as pleasure ricochets through your body.
Riki hums as your taste blossoms all over his tongue. He had a feeling before when he was watching you earlier with your friend but he’s positive now.
You’re perfect for him.
So sweet and good for him— he’s overwhelming you now but you’ll learn to crave it.
Another piercing cry bursts from you when he curls his tongue, grazing and flicking that hot pulsing spot nestled against your walls as you shake. Tears bud in your eyes from how good you feel, bliss shredding your nerves apart while he kisses your drooling hole— wearing your arousal like gloss before licking you off his lips.
Alternating between heavy laps and mean sucks, you feel your impending orgasm coming on so strongly it makes you sweat; crying out his name like it’s the only prayer you’ve ever bothered to learn. Popping off your swollen clit, Riki watches your face as he lets his tongue hang, teasing it up the length of your pussy when he asks,
“Cumming for me, gorgeous? Gonna make a mess?”
You are— it’s too good and you’re not strong enough to fight it. Even looking at his pretty face doing such an erotic thing brings you that much closer.
Tears fall freely now and in your haze, the hand not in his hair reaches for his hand and when he intertwines them with his, fucking your hole with his tongue as he swirls your clit in firm circles with his thumb, your chest burns as it caves from the force of your sobs— cumming so violently all your other senses check out and the only thing that reminds is Riki.
“Mmhmm”, he takes your cunt out of his mouth to praise you,
“Like that, baby”, another fat lick, “Want her to squirt in my mouth..” and he doesn’t let up until you do.
Treating your poor clit like a pacifier as you scream and cry until your makeup is ruined and your voice goes hoarse but he gets what he wants by your third orgasm. Closing his jaw with your clit between his teeth as he bites down, releasing to suck before the pain becomes too much and that’s what does it. Your entire body convulsing with incoherent warbled moans, pussy tightening like a vice as the building pressure pushes low in your abdomen and you gush— broken and delirious right into his greedy mouth.
The pleasure is brutal, leaving you raw and empty in its wake. You squeeze his hand as you try to brace through it but it’s no use, you’re falling apart too fast to catch even a piece of yourself.
Goosebumps break over Riki at how visceral you sound, completely gone as you go boneless, on the verge of passing out as he licks you clean, coming at the taste of you for the second time while he strokes his cock.
You don’t notice, but you didn’t notice he never let go of your hand either.
Poor thing, he thinks when he gets up to lean over top of you.
Your chest rises and falls in heavy breaths, hazy eyes stare unseeingly into his face as he grips your thighs, folding them to your chest. Riki taps your puffy clit with the fat head of his dick, watching your face as he switches; sliding it between your cum slick lips instead.
Reality returns to you in floaty lights above the head of the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen, exhausted as he peppers kisses all over your face, rolling his length between your lips, grazing your clit with every thrust. A shuddering moan has him biting his lip, leaning down to give you a kiss that’s less technique and more him licking your tongue.
Pulling away with a wet hiss, he opens his mouth and it’s your turn to spit and his cock jerks when it hits his pallet.He adjusts you one more time, knees almost to your ears when he brings his cock to your entrance and distantly you recall his size.
“You’re not gonna stretch me out first?”
Your voice is soft— slurred. Like your ears are still logged from the blood rushing through them when you came for him.
It’s cute.
Smiling adoringly down at you, Riki brushes your cheek with the back of his knuckles.
“No, baby.”
“But won’t it hurt? You’re big, Ki…”
Closing his eyes, Riki has to bite the inside of his cheek to keep himself in check before opening them again.
“Mhmm…but you’ll like it.”
He remembers how you reacted to him biting your clit and knows you can take it. Pushing against your hole, you whine, nodding along with him.
“O-okay”, and he’s about to push in when you remember—
“Condom?”
Riki sighs, nuzzling into you neck as he kisses up to your ear.
“Don’t need it, I’m clean.” That’s not the entire point and he knows it, licking hotly into your ear like he already has what he wants.
“Me too but—“,
Riki pulls away to kiss you deeply, cutting you off as he rocks forward, sliding into your pussy while swallowing your moans from the stretch. He pulls away to watch your face melt in agonized bliss as he pushes in, inch by inch. The thoughts visibly leave you. He’s so big you struggle to accommodate him but you love it, already shaking when he grinds his pelvis against your clit, humming.
“What? Worried I’ll get you pregnant, baby?”
His taunt doesn’t even register, much less the words.
“O-ooh—“, you’re too busy going crazy.
The weight of him has your mouth watering, glossy eyes rolling back when he pulls out to slam back in, moaning with you.
“Fuck, she’s tight—!”
Folding you as deep as he can, Riki slams into you harder, fucking you into the mattress right off the bat. You take it but barely, crying again when he shifts, bullying your sweet spot until your brain drips out your ears. It’s one of the prettiest things he’s ever seen— your beautiful face drunk on his cock while he fucks you dumb.
“So hot, dripping around me…”
Wet to the point where it’s audible, debauched squelches ring in harmony with your moans every time he sinks in. You pray he doesn’t have neighbors because you’re loud— practically shrieking when he reaches down to spank your clit. Your body jolts and Riki watches more of your slick bubble around his cock— oh you liked that. A sick satisfaction washes over him.
“Little pain slut, aren’t you?”
He doesn’t wait for an answer when he strikes the pulsating nub again, harder. White-hot pleasure blinds you, turns you inside out when you sob, wailing his name. There’s no denying it, not when you’re cumming so hard you’re shaking. Eyes rolling back, Riki stuffs himself inside you to the hilt, letting your pretty pussy milk him.
“Fuck, yesss—“, he hisses through gritted teeth. Dropping his weight on you, he rides out your orgasms with another deep kiss, tongue practically down your throat as you gush brainlessly on him.
It’s heaven, you make him feel things he hasn’t felt in a long time. It’s dangerous but you don’t have a clue, letting him flip you on your tummy and raise your hips as he starts again.
You’re so helpless like this— fucked out of your mind, no choice but to let him take you. It makes his teeth ache and he gives into the urge, burying his face in your throat to bite. Riki bites until you’re writhing, begging so sweetly that it hurts even as your creamy pussy drips down his balls anyway.
Almost in a trance, he bites you everywhere. Neck, shoulders, jaw, even your cheek. The pain paired with how overstimulated you were, you felt like you couldn’t so much as breathe without him as he marks you up.
It’s not long before you’re screaming that you can’t take it. It’s a lie; Riki knows you can because—
“You’re mine, baby. Your pussy was made for me.”
Red lights with the letters S T O P should’ve been flashing but when long fingers wind in your hair, pulling your head back enough so he can fit his arm around your throat, you crumble apart. The lack of oxygen and delicious thrusts have hearts swirling in your eyes, nothing but Riki on the brain and it’s perfect— you’re perfect. He doesn’t need you to think, just needs you.
“Tell me you’re mine, sweetheart. C’mon”, your walls spasm as he goes even harder on you, cologne mixing with the scent of sex.
“Tell me who you belong to— be my good girl, baby.”
He bites you again to hasten your answer, forcing his fat cock in you with devastating accuracy to your g spot. It hurts; aches in a way that makes your voice crack through your sobs when you moan out his name.
“Y- you”, Riki’s broad tongue laps behind your ear, a satisfied purr shakes his chest at your submission.
“M’ yours…Niki—“, he groans, releasing you in favor of shoving your face into the pillows, railing you now. You’re his, only for him, you said it.
His strokes are painfully good, rocking your body with the force, moaning deep when you start to squirt around him. Liquid pushes out of you with startling force, walls twitching and throbbing around him as his pace grows erratic.
“Yeah pretty, you’re mine— no one else is can have you”, Red flags don’t matter if you’re colorblind when tipsy.
You’re shaking but he doesn’t stop, using you like a ragdoll, even as the prolonged stimulation has you climaxing again, gripping the sheets as you’re tortured with orgasm after orgasm. Everything’s buzzing, it’s hot, you’re gonna pass out but he doesn’t mind so long as he’s the first thing you see when you wake up.
“Ah! Fuck—“, his hips slap flush to your ass one more time, seating his cock in your guts when he cums, warming you from the inside out from how much he shoots and you reach your limit, falling into unconsciousness as exhaustion claims you.
Nuzzling against your hot cheek, Riki notices the uneven flow of your breathing, pretty eyes that stay closed even when he calls your name.
He doesn’t panic, he knows he was hard on you for your first time together. Post orgasm bliss and affection swell in his chest as he carefully slides out of you. His cum immediately seeps out of your gaping hole and he holds back on licking you clean.
“Later…”
Riki is soft as he gets a warm, wet cloth to clean you with, carefully not to press too hard on sensitive areas before cleaning himself off too. Scooping you up again, your sleepy whine has him pressing a soft kiss to your forehead as he grabs your dress off the floor, carrying you to sleep with him in the guest room.
Lying you down, he pulls the comforter down so he can tuck you underneath it, sliding in after you. His lips are gentle on your forehead as he kisses it, eyelids heavy.
“Mine— just for me. I’ll kill whoever before I let them have you.”
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You wake up on top of a warm surface.
Blinking in confusion, you groan softly when you shift just the slightest, body sore.
Looking down, you notice you’re completely naked and so is Riki. Your eyes flit up to his face to find him sleeping peacefully. Heat pools up your chest when the events of last night flash through your mind. The biting, the stretch, the way he spoke to you— handled you.
A flustered smile appears on your lips as you silently lean up, brushing his hair off his forehead as you kiss it. Slowly, you stand on shaky legs, looking around the room for your things. You’re careful not to wake him as you slide your dress on, grabbing your phone next to his.
You’d stay but the one time you did only for the guy to less than subtly hint that you’d overstayed your welcome.
“So, you need an Uber or…?”
It was so embarrassing, the cold humiliation like he hadn’t seen you naked merely hours before and you saw him the same. Riki was sweet but you couldn’t say you necessarily trusted him— you only met last night. So, looking back at his handsome sleeping self one last time, you go press a soft kiss to his lips, whispering.
“Goodbye, Riki”.
Then you slip on your heels and slip out the door.
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When you got home, Amu couldn’t believe her eyes. Gasping as she took in your wrecked appearance with a delighted squeal.
“Ooh— I knew he fucked!”
You roll your eyes, trying and failing to hide the beaming smile as you headed towards the bathroom, the pink haired girl hot on your heels. In the bathroom, you try to close the door on her but she pushes her way inside, watching with shining eyes as you pee.
“What? I’ve seen it all already”, she sighs dreamily. “I remember your last birthday gift to me oh so fondly…”
Heat blooms in your chest, shooting her a weak glare through wide eyes as you hiss her name. She ignores the warning, smiling prettily as you wipe and close the lid before you flush.
“Damn, is he a vampire?” She pokes your neck until you flinch away. “Look at all those bites—“
You can’t avoid her forever though because she doesn’t move off the sink when you go to wash your hands, forcing your arms around her to operate the sink.
“Come on… tell me yours and I’ll tell you mines”.
Oh yeah— you briefly remember she was with a hot guy herself before you left. You caught a glimpse of dimples and cat like eyes before Riki was ushering you out the door.
“His name is Jungwon, a friend of your guy, he told me….” That makes you look at her.
Drying your hands for you and following you to your room, Amu gets comfortable on your bed as she pats the empty space next to her, smiling at you when you go with a heavy sigh.
It’s silent for a beat.
Then it’s not.
“…my clit is still sore—“,
Amu screams, hands flying to her mouth as you begin tell her about your night.
“Oh! Insane way to start this off!” Fanning herself, she snaps her fingers at you, yelling excitedly. “Let’s get itttt!”
Sitting criscross, her energy is infectious as you smile back. Taking a deep breath before you continue. Keeping in mind you don’t remember everything he said during since you had been drinking prior but what you do remember has her getting louder after every detail and when you get to his…
She nearly faints.
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A little over a week goes by and your life goes on.
Work is still annoying but unfortunately too well paying for you to quit. You haven’t been out for another girls night either, simply too busy and Amu whines the same as always.
Once she learned that you snuck out after your fling with Riki, she stopped talking to Jungwon too even after you told her she didn’t have to.
“Nonsense— it’s called solidarity.” She said and that was the end of it.
Things don’t get weird until the start of the third week.
First, it’s in passing; when you next see him. You’re at a popular shopping center, looking for something cute to wear for your office’s upcoming meeting. Usually, you wouldn’t care to put in the effort but the new hire had you singing a different tune.
He was good looking, funny, always brought you different coffees and held doors for you— in short, he was sweet. Not at all shy about his attraction to you.
There’s nothing on the current floor that caught your eye, so letting out a huff, you look up the escalator to the second floor stores. Your eyes pass the people on it when they land on a familiar face. But it seems that by the time you see him, he’s already looking at you. Dark eyes and plump grinning lips, lifting his hands to wave as if he hadn’t taken you apart and since left you wet every time you woke up.
Dumbstruck, you freeze. Awkwardly waving back as he makes his way over to you. He’s a natural attention grabber, various eyes track his smooth movements. Your nerves are tangible, being put on the spot but he revels in it, leaning down to press a kiss to the corner of your mouth. Low voice mumbling,
“I missed you, baby.”
Oh god.
Hot arousal flares through your body, leaving you warm all the way to your toes. You clear your throat, heart pounding in your chest at how familiarly he addresses you. A confused giggle forces past your lips, as you furrow your brows.
“What’s to miss? I was a one night stand.”
Keeping your tone light, you don’t want to hurt his feelings but the truth was that all good things must come to an end. Riki tilts his head, confused while a frown appears on his lips.
“You’re not just some one night stand”,
He sneers the term out like it insults him. It takes you off guard, looking around to make sure you two aren’t making a scene before grabbing his arm to pull him with you. Almost too eagerly, he lets you.
“Riki…”, you trail off, unsure of where to start. The tall man follows you off the escalator onto the second floor, next to you like distance is a cursed notion as you walk into another women’s clothing store—straight to the back to reason with him in privacy.
“You don’t like me—“,
“Yes I do.” He cuts you off, grabbing your hand to kiss the back of it just like he did weeks ago. It has the same effect and you’re not strong enough to pull away because part of you really is attracted to him.
“You don’t know anything about me— you like what we did together, not me as a person.”
Forcing yourself not to flinch away from the hurt look on his face, you stand your ground, reminding yourself that this is necessary. Emotions swirl through you. Guilt, attraction, arousal, need— it’s confusing.
Riki’s silence only puts you further on edge.
Why was he taking this so hard? You two are strangers. And besides, wouldn’t it be hard to have a serious relationship with someone you had sex with within the first hour of meeting them?
“I know I like you.” You groan but he ignores it.
“You think I don’t know anything about you? Try me.”
A huff of disbelief escapes you, thinking he’s bluffing but he remains firm until you ask him something.
“Where do I work?”
Riki doesn’t miss a beat.
“A marketing firm.”
Your eyes widen. There’s no way—
He’s exactly right.
Your world skids to a stop, hearing blood in your ears as your heart plummets cold in your stomach while he grins at you. A lucky guess? No, it’s more than that as he goes on to tell you your favorite food, favorite weather— that you’re not a morning person because you’re more productive at night and even the color your toes are painted right now. But how? You haven’t seen him in weeks. Blinking in confusion as you look at him.
“H-how—?”
“Because I’m exactly right for you.”
His gaze is unwavering, a long finger hooks under your chin so he can look at the face he’s been watching from afar.
“It’s fine if you don’t see it now but soon you will.”
An unsettling shiver runs down your spine. Wide eyes lock on him, fear and something hotter make your stomach turn. You’re both terrified and wanting, scared and intrigued. The pull makes you hesitant, unable to decide on whether he’s a threat or not. Even on the slim chance he isn’t, Riki is still dangerous— you just don’t know how.
Do you want to find out?
Cooing softly, Riki cups your cheek. It’s just as soft as he remembers and you smell just as sweet too. Your heart is in your throat when he leans down, plush lips brushing yours once, twice before pressing them to yours fully. You barely get the chance to kiss him back when he pulls away to whisper against your panting mouth.
“You kissed my forehead and didn’t even stay..”
His words pull a shocked gasp from your lips.
“Y-you were awake?” He shakes his head no, dipping his head to ghost his lips across your mouth.
“But I felt you.”
Then he’s kissing you again— this time like he means it.
You should push him away. There’s too many questions, you two are in public…
Plump lips suck your bottom lip, then your top, warmth flooding your spinning head as you melt, clumsily copying his movements.
Large hands grip your waist, holding you close as he tilts his head to lick into your mouth, a shiver wracking your nerves. Your fingers grip his shirt as he kisses you slow and deep, tongue coaxing against yours before pulling away with a hungry suck. You have to swallow the moan that almost falls out while he buries his face in your neck— gently nipping at your collarbone.
“You’re confused now but you’ll see.” He pulls back to look at you one more time, kissing you softly again.
“Be good for me until then, okay sweets?”
You’re paranoid and aroused watching him go, back down the escalator until he’s out of sight. Letting out a heavy sigh as you remember where you are, you peek out from where you are. Two women with red faces cough in their fists awkwardly before rushing in opposite directions. The third heads to the register, looking awfully busy all of the sudden and you sigh, embarrassment making you bold as you yell out,
“He’s not my boyfriend!”
The girl at the register shares a look with the others.
“Looked the opposite to me…”
“As hot as he is?”
“If I didn’t have a husband, he could be my boyfriend.”
You all look at the older woman who suddenly spoke, 70s with grey hairs and a walker as she laughs jovially.
“What? Tall, good looking men who know what they want are hard to find.”
A startled laugh bubbles from you as you shake your head. The problem wasn’t that Riki knew what he wanted but what he’d be like in order to get it.
In the end, you leave the center with a headache and no dress— unable to shake them image of striking dark eyes following your every move.
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When you tell Amu, she’s uncharacteristically quiet. Listening carefully as you tell her what happened. There’s no jokes, just her watching you pace nervously. Your hands gesturing wildly until she gets up to hold you still. anchoring you before you spiral too bad.
“Hey—breathe, honey.” She guides you closer to her chest so you can copy her steady breathing.
“There we go. Slowly. Need you to calm down for me. I’ve got you.”
Keeping her voice low and soft, Amu talks to you like she would a spooked animal. She reassures you that she didn’t tell Jungwon anything personal about you for him to tell Riki, so there’s no way he’d know all that stuff from earlier off him. That doesn’t help, instead it leaves even more blanks. She doesn’t want to make your anxiety worse so she ends it with a gentle warning.
“Hopefully today was just a coincidence but be careful. I don’t like how he’s so….”,
Clingy? Knowing? Intense? Possessive? Scary?
The silence says all that and more when she pinches her lips in at the tired look you give her.
“Yeah…”
You hope it’s all some really weird fluked coincidence but a nagging feeling creeps in that it’s only the beginning.
Amu takes another deep breath as she holds you, chin resting on the top of your head when she mumbles, “I guess now would be a bad time to tell you Jungwon sent me money and well shot pictures of his dick and new haircut?”
You go silent.
Amu stiffens.
“I’m scared for my life while my best friend—“, she calls your name, letting go so she can back up before you blow as you continue.
“—is being lured over to the dark side by dick and dimples?!”
You’re tired but not enough to keep you from yelling before you chase her, enjoying the normalcy while you can.
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X
It wasn’t the cold terror that got you, it was the paranoia.
You were naturally an overthinker at heart. Running scenarios and possible reactions through your head multiple times was beneficial in that it helped you prepare for the worst. At the same time, it could also be a cage and the stick that slid through the bars to poke you, making sure you stayed on edge.
Which you seemed to be a lot these days.
Jumpy.
Cautious.
Paranoid.
No matter what you did or how you’d try to calm down, you couldn’t shake the feeling that you were being watched. And just when that feeling would built, making you frantically search your surroundings, you’d see him.
Riki.
always staring back at you.
Sometimes he’d come up to you, pet your cheek and tell you he missed you. Like he was more than what he’d been or was supposed to be—a one night stand. Each time, your traitorous heart would flutter looking into his mesmerizing face.
One time, when he approached, you stepped back before he could make any physical contact with you to which he only followed. Standing in between your feet as he stood so close he could feel you breathe, then he held your face, softly asking what was wrong. To outsiders, he looked like a loving boyfriend concerned for his girlfriend but the reality was something much darker.
He was always there. Whether you wanted him or not.
Walking home from work, at the convenience stores, the park, library, on the bus in passing—you saw Riki everywhere. It was driving you crazy. Amu was going through it too, having to change phone numbers because Jungwon wouldn’t stop blowing it up and when she blocked him, he’d just do the same thing from a burner but at least he wasn’t practically living in her shadow.
“Hey”, you’re broken out of your thoughts by a familiar hand on your shoulder.
Blinking, you look up to see the new hire. Kihyun. Relief washes over you as you smile back at him. His hand is warm and grounding, drifting across your back in soothing motions.
“I’ve been calling you but you were zoned out.” You pause, stiffening before letting out a tired sigh.
“Sorry, I haven’t been sleeping too well…”, and how could you? As soon as you lay down you feel Riki’s hands; hear his voice rasping filthy praise hotly in your ear, see him bite his lip as he tips his head back— sweat beading down the column of his throat before he cums. Even when he’s not there, he haunts you.
Kihyun frowns, looking at you in concern before dropping down next to your desk to offer,
“Wanna talk about it?” You wince.
“Not really.” And Kihyun— sweet, angelic, non-obsessive Kihyun simply nods in understanding. He doesn’t push you, doesn’t ask more questions about it or look at you differently and you’re grateful. His voice is nice as he changes the topic altogether, filling you in on the last office drama and for a second everything is okay.
You sit and gossip, work a little then gossip some more. He touches you sometimes and they linger, as if testing the soft tension between you. Just his presence soothes you so you’re sad when he invites you to drinks afterwards with him and the other office members and you decline.
“I just don’t think I’m in the right headspace right now, maybe later?” He looks a bit dejected and it makes your chest hurt—rushing to add,
“Just the two of us?”
His head snaps up, smiling almost blindingly as he nods. It’s cute.
After a while, you decide you’re done for the day. Shutting down your computer while Kihyun tidies the area and helps you get your things. Walking out the building together, he’s so close your shoulders touch, rambling about places you two should go to. Your heart flutters but it doesn’t pound and maybe that’s for the best.
The others come out a few minutes later but going the opposite direction and you two share a look.
“Looks like that’s your cue. You wouldn’t hold your liver back on my account, right?” His smile is heart stopping as he looks at you, shaking his head.
“Never.”
Then he does the pleasantly unsuspected. Leaning towards you, you get a whiff of his cologne when he presses a tender kiss to your cheek. Warmth blooms from your chest up to your cheeks, ears burning while your heartbeat quickens. A soft gasp spills from your lips and his breath tickles your ear when he huffs a gentle laugh.
“I hope we’ll go out soon.”
Pulling away, he watches you nod, pleased at how he’s visibly flustered you before heading off with the others as the sun begins to set. You have no idea how long you stand there. Jittery nerves, racing heart, and the crushing realization that you don’t know what to do.
So, you do the only thing you can do for now.
Go home.
The air is warm and it’s peacefully quiet, none of the cold terror that’s been following you day and night. Your thoughts drift as you walk, humming softly when your cheek still tingles. It’s so ridiculous, being this brightened by a kiss on the cheek from a guy you’re fond of but it feels so nice you can’t bring yourself to care, giggling quietly to yourself.
“Is he funnier than me?”
Before you can turn, a hand claps over your mouth, dragging you into the narrow alleyway, off the street. Your heart falls to your ass as you struggle, feeling a hard body press tight to yours, keeping you against the wall. Blood pounds in your ear drums while the worse scenarios run through your mind.
Each more terrifying than the last— you slam your eyes closed to block out the images, tears starting to flow. That’s then the hand leaves your mouth to cup your cheek, the one Kihyun kissed, softly shushing you until you force yourself to quiet.
“Shhh, you’re okay baby…”, your eyes snap open at the sound of his voice.”
“It’s just me.” If anything, the panic comes back with a vengeance, making your voice shake when you say his name.
“Niki?”
He hums, looking at your tear streaked face with an expression you can’t name. It terrifies you all the same. He looks good because of course he does and for a second you wished he was normal because you’d like him then. If he wasn’t fucking crazy he’d have a guarantee of being your boyfriend instead of the one night stand from hell.
When Riki finally speaks, his voice is deceptively soft.
“Who was that?”
The blood drains from your body so fast it leaves you weak as you start to tremble. He means Kihyun. For some reason, you don’t want to tell him his name. It could be you being paranoid but you know if you do, you’d be putting him in danger. Taking a deep breath, you ask who.
“That guy. He was all over you— like you belonged to him and not me.”
He sneers before leaning in to trace your jaw with his lips, tongue falling out to lap at your racing pulse. Your heart skips a beat and against every instinct you know, your cunt throbs. It’s humiliating and more frightening than you can stand but you stay quiet and that just won’t do.
Letting go of your face, his hand lowers to wrap around your throat. Fear seizes you as you go completely still. His hand is so big it spans your neck completely, fingers tightening slightly.
“Say it.”
You hesitate.
“I-I—“, Riki’s expression hardens, pushing you more against the wall.
“You said it then—screamed it too. I want you to say it again now”, his tone leaves no room for argument, discussion or sane thinking, overwhelming you.
“Tell me you’re mine, baby.”
What if you say it just to get him off your case? You stop yourself before you can because he’s the type to take an inch out of a mile and he’ll follow you to the ends of the earth to do it. Spreading your fingers, Riki’s chest is firm under your trembling hands and before you can even think of pushing him away—
“Don’t run, you’ll only make me chase you.”
It’s both a threat and a promise, one you can’t break ever. A sob breaks from your chest, devastated and hopeless. Riki comforts you, kissing your face and whispering gently like he’s not the cause of your misery but at the same time your heart swells at how sweetly he consoles you.
“Just need to hear it, sweets, then I’ll make it better.”
He lets you cry it out, patiently and soothingly. Truth be told, he’s hard right now because the only other time he remembers you crying was in his bed, covered in his marks. You were so lovely but especially when you cried.
The hug tightens, comforting and suffocating.
“W-what”, you want to ask what he wants from you but you already know. Asking would only make him think you’re giving it to him. But how long could you realistically hold out? You can’t avoid him forever— can’t avoid the things you push out when you see him forever either. It’s late, you’re tired.
This round will just have to go to him.
“I-“, you take a deep breath, steeling yourself. “I want you to stop following me everywhere.”
It goes silent before he pulls back to look at you. A dark smile creeps across his face.
“No. I want to be wherever you are.” Frustration bubbles up inside you and you snap, all your emotions explode at their breaking point.
“Why?! It was one night— what don’t you get!”
He doesn’t yell back, simply shakes his head like you’re the one who doesn’t get it, before murmuring.
“It’s not my fault”,
“You are mine. You’re the reason I’m like this—the way you make me feel I don’t want any guy feeling like that about you and you aren’t allowed to feel that way about them either.”
You scoff in disbelief. Not allowed? He really is nuts.
“Today is proof. I leave you alone for a second —“, bullshit because you know he never left. “And they all come running to try and take you away from me, like that guy.”
Kihyun— but you won’t dare say another man’s name now.
Riki huffs, dropping his head to where your neck meets your shoulder, inhaling deeply as he calms down. It’s like your scent soothes him, grip loosening as he messily starts to suckle the skin there and a switch flips.
“I missed you.”
His kisses move across your neck after fingers wind in to pull your head back, exposing your throat to his hungry mouth, tongue licking up the expanse until he reaches your lips. Your head spins, confused, scared, guilty too because underneath the fact that you know you need to be as far away from Riki as possible— you want him.
A shiver licks up your spine at his tongue in your mouth, wet lips sliding together, cunt giving a painful throb when he groans in your throat. You tried so hard not to think about that night but she remembered, craving him ever since. So maybe that’s why when he pulls away, licking the string of spit away, your mouth moves before you can stop it.
“I missed you too…”
Riki’s eyes light up, this is the first time you said it back.
Your eyes are red and glossy, pretty face tired and miserable but you mean it. He’s always around but it paled to the attention he gave you when he was close. It’s dangerous this way, letting him pull you in just so you push deep and fall back into him anyways.
What’s worse is that you can’t even explain it. The pull. Yes, he’s attractive and you like his voice and the way he laughs and his single minded affection for you but what else. Why is it so hard for you not to give in?
Your head already hurts, just think about it later.
Hands find your waist as lifts you against the wall, your fingers running through his hair as he kisses you until his air becomes yours. Body temperatures rising, Riki moves his lips harder against yours, tilting his head to deepen the kiss, growling when he feels your tongue swipe across his teeth.
He pulls away panting, forehead to yours when he pleads,
“Please, baby…”, your resolve shatters at the soft kiss to the swell of your cheek.
“Tell me you’re mine.”
And you do.
Riki swarms you seconds after, high off of how you give in.
His hands and lips are everywhere, kissing your face and hands, neck all the way down your stomach as he drops to his knees. Heat plummets to your core when he pushes your skirt up to bury his face in your pussy, huffing your scent like an addict, a heady moan spills through his lips.
“Fuck, you smell so good...”
Biting your lip to hold back your noises, acutely aware that even though it’s dark out now, you’re still in public.
“Niki—what if s-someone sees?”
He shakes his head, ripping your pantyhose right at the middle so he can do the same to your underwear. Mouth watering when he sees your pussy again, wasting no time as he drags the flat of his tongue through your wet folds. Oh, how he missed your taste.
“If anyone sees, I’ll kill them.”
You freeze but he keeps going, sucking and biting, he whines when you try to push him back, nipping your clit in retaliation.
The pleasure is debilitating as he laps into you again, his tongue dipping shallowly into your soaked hole before flicking the underside of your clit. You gasp, chest tipping forward at his mouth suctioning over the nub, grinding his tongue against it as he sucks hard making you scream, high and desperate.
Wet smacks and slurps with pussydrunk groans from Riki vibrate your cunt—bringing you even closer as you shake, pulling his hair while he palms his dick through his pants before pulling it out altogether.
It’s debased— the way he goes at it. Sucking you off on his knees while messily stroking his fat cock all because you told him you’re his and that you missed him. At the same time, it’s also kinda poetic; how only you can make him this pathetic.
Broken moans burst from your chest when you’re cumming, grinding your pussy back and forth on his tongue. It’s bright and consuming, washing away everything but bliss and the man who dies to have you.
Riki’s mouth down to his neck are soaked in your cum as he sloppily licks you clean, jaw working hypnotically as he cums seconds later off your taste and you’re just as bad because you watch. Even after he’s done, resting his head on your leg, you don’t leave him— no you let him stay on his knees at your feet like you’re the only thing worth breathing for.
You’re scared but for a different reason entirely this time when you ask so softly the wind almost catches it,
“Would you seriously kill over me?”
He doesn’t hesitate.
“Yes.”
The monster before is nothing compared the monster you’ve created now.
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From then on, things began to spiral.
You only leave the house when you absolutely have to and you keep your relationships close as possible starting with Amu. After what happened between you and Riki the last time you ran into him, you can’t put it past him to not harm people he felt would take you away.
When you got home that night, she practically flew into your arms, worried out of her mind as she cried. The sound of her sobs broke your heart as you held her.
“And it just got later and later and you weren’t picking up the phone and your office hadn’t seen you either and I thought—“,
You know. She knows.
All the times you called her losing your mind when you’d see him and she’d come speeding to get you, witnessing firsthand the unnerving compulsion Riki had towards you. It’s also when you make the decision to not tell her everything that happened or your conversation, telling her some but not all since you were still coming to grips with it yourself.
That as much as you want Riki gone, you need him close which is dangerous; even more than him.
In short, you become a ghost. Work, home and that’s it. You leave before anyone else at work especially before Kihyun.
You don’t hit the club or go shopping, if you need something, you have it delivered and frequent check ins with Amu when she’s not home. For the sake of both your sanities, the humongous bouquets of flowers Jungwon regularly sends stay outside until someone takes them and absolutely no picking up calls from anyone not in the contacts.
Anytime you even think of the name starting with R or a face with too full lips, you run to the shower. Standing under an ice cold spray and physically washing him off you. You don’t care if it’s crazy, it’ll never be as insane as him so it’ll have to do.
Today you’re at work but half the usual office is gone since today marks the first day of the internship program they do.
Only a handful of workers who have been longer than a year are allowed to stay and work with them which you qualify for. They’re nice, shaking hands and speaking carefully, overly polite in the way you are when you’re new somewhere.
It’s a nice change of pace, calm even.
They have lunch together, nerves and smiles as you decide to pull in for the day, knowing your other senior peers can handle it. You’re walking out the building when another intern is just now walking back in.
He’s unfortunately, ridiculously cute. Your mouth drops for a second before you remember to be professional. His hair is the kind of blond that’s almost white, a pretty nose, not just tall but broad too and when he smiles you could swoon. The tag on his shirt that’s given to interns reads, ‘H. Kai’. He smiles and you’re smiling too as you pass, greeting him sweetly.
“Hi.”
A soft pink blushes his cheeks when he nods at you, saying it back softly as you go.
When you turn the corner, you freeze. It’s Riki and he doesn’t look happy.
A cold, still rage darkens his face and you have to tackle the urge to run.
“Ni—“,
“Who’s that guy you just said hi to?”
Your mouth opens and closes but no sound comes out, heart beginning to race as he stares you down.
“Why were you smiling at him like that?”
Backing up, you try to create at least a little distance but he’s right there, gaze endless and seething. Of all the times he’s accosted you, you’ve only seen him angry when it comes to other men. You don’t know why it took you so long to connect the dots.
“You’re jealous.”
The look he gives you could chill hell into an ice age, grabbing you by your wrist as he pulls you with him. Panic burns through your chest as he stays silent and no matter how hard you pull or claw at his fingers, you can’t break free. Riki doesn’t stop until you’re somewhere he deems secluded enough, grabbing your face to pull you into a rough kiss.
When you try to move your head away, he just follows you, moving to hold the back of your head so you have no other choice but to accept his kiss. Between the initial burst of fear and anxiety paired with your thrumming heart, you run out of air fast. Lungs burning while Riki kisses you even deeper.
Opening your mouth to try and breathe, Riki covers it with his before sliding his tongue in, petting the roof of your mouth as your ears begin to ring— heart hammering. You can’t breathe. Not when he’s blocking it like this. Dizziness starts to overtake you as a minute goes by then another and another.
You’re limp against him, black spots dancing in your darkening vision. He supports you, holds your body up while you start to lose consciousness, licking into your open mouth like he’s trying to get the last bits of honey out of a jar.
Only after does he pull away, licking his lips contently.
Now, you come with him.
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The first thing that comes to you is that you have terrible taste in men.
If you picked the safer choice instead of the hotter one, you wouldn’t be waking up in the bed of your one night stand who turned out to be a complete psychopath but here you are. Riki watches you come to consciousness laying next to you, eyes soft as you blink drowsily. Has he been watching you sleep this whole time?
“W-what—“ your mouth feels like it’s filled with cotton when you talk. “What’s going on? We’re…?”
He gets up to pass you a drink off the bedside table, holding the straw between your lips as you start to drink a bit but stop as you look at him.
“It’s okay, I didnt do anything weird to it.” To prove it, he takes a few sips before bringing it back to your lips. It’s unsettling, the way he watches you drink the chilled liquid with utter adoration in his eyes. When you’ve had enough, you pull away and he puts it back on the nightstand as you slowly sit up as you remember.
“You made me pass out.”
Sensing the distance you’re trying to put between you, Riki gently guides you back down on the bed, staying on top of you to keep you where he wants you. He doesn’t deny it, merely nodding as if it’s something that’s okay to do.
“I did”, nosing along your jaw, you shiver when you feel his breath.
“But it’s not my fault”, you have to close your eyes as his tongue curl around your pulse, smacking a wet kiss to it.
“It’s because of you.”
Heat begins to lap at your skin and you try to push him away. It doesn’t do anything but make him grab your hands, moving them to the nape of his neck when he brings his head under your shirt.
This was the worst possible day to go without a bra because the first lick has you saying fuck it as you throw caution to the wind. Riki can feel the pounding of your heart as he kisses over your breasts, first your left then your right. Your body begins to tingle as his kisses grow wetter around your nipples, moaning breathily. You watch his head move beneath your shirt, grinding down against your pussy whenever you jolt at a particularly hard bite.
Licking the flat of his tongue against the swollen buds, Riki goes nice and slow so you can really feel it before his teeth close over it, sending electricity up your spine as you cry out—fingers digging into his neck. The leftover ache stings, blooming pain that makes you so wet when he slides your nipples from between his teeth to soothe them with generous wet laps of tongue.
Your eyes glaze over as he repeats the ministrations, moaning his name and it’s euphoric to him. Capturing a nipple between his teeth, he tugs, making you scream before releasing it, watching it jiggle back into place as he laps at it in apology. Large hands under your lower back push your body up flush to his so when he rolls his hips into you, you feel everything.
It’s impossible to get over how big he is, you think. Your head is all floaty, high off the intoxicating mix of pain with pleasure. Starry eyes flutter back because it feels like you’re being eaten alive in the best ways possible. Riki’s mouth is unlike anything you’ve ever felt before as watery cries spill from your throat.
You hips twitch up, clothes adding friction as his cock catches on your clit. The reaction is instantaneous— your back arches while your thighs tremble, squeezing his hips.
“Riki—!”
His rhythm doesn’t falter at your out of pace hips, rocking with you until your voice pitches, lapping and biting your chest as your orgasm slams through you. Mouth dropping in a shrill moan, your nipples burning even as he licks them, the buds puffy and stiff from his overwhelming attention.
He reappears from under your shirt to watch your face as you cum because of him. Sweat beading along your hairline, eyes glossy and unfocused while you cry so so prettily for him. Almost feral, Riki rips your shirt open.
The air is cool against your stinging oversensitive nipples, pussy throbbing in the aftershock. It’s hot and his shirt is the next to go, whipping it off to reveal his toned torso before dropping down to kiss you.
Unlike his other kisses, this one screams possession—that you’re his and his alone.
No saying hi to any guys that aren’t him.
No smiling at any guys that aren’t him.
He’ll kill them and keep you.
Your skirt is next, followed by your wet panties. Sliding the fabric off, he doesn’t toss them, instead he holds them to his face as your cheeks burn when he inhales— groaning rough and ruined in his chest. A shaky breath pushes from your lungs, eyes wide as he strips out of his pants and boxers to stand in front of you naked.
Everything suddenly feels more real.
The fact that you shouldn’t be here with him like this because he’s obsessed, Amu is probably blowing your phone up, but most importantly he’s dangerous. Nothing good can possibly come from a relationship with him, right?
Fingers wrap around your ankles while you’re lost in thought, letting out a startled shriek when he yanks you to him. You open your mouth to protest but Riki cuts you off with another melty kiss, toned arms trapping you in. He pulls away rub the tips of your noses together, the way he almost stares into you shakes everything about the way you thought you felt.
“Don’t say no…”
You can’t.
Not when you feel the way you do, pulling him down for a kiss instead, whining into his mouth as he hooks your legs over his shoulders. The head of his cock meets your entrance but he doesn’t push in immediately.
“I like you so much, pretty…”, you feel your eyes start to water as you nod, emotions swirling.
“I’ve never been this out of my mind until I met you”, he kisses you again, sweetly as he rocks his hips forward. The pressure pops, leaving just the tip inside as you moan in unison, holding onto him through the burn of the stretch.
You shiver, that sweltering heat back with a new kind of force, making your walls pulsate around him as if begging him for more. Riki doesn’t yet, holding back as he tells you again,
“I like you.”
Sniffling wetly, you nod at him, dazed and so torn as you stare into his face.
“I know.”
He pushes in more, hissing at how your soaked pussy hugs tight around him. This might be the worst decision of your life but you can’t take it anymore. The running, the hiding, the constant fear of looking over your shoulder and pretending like your heart doesn’t flutter even before it drops when you see him.
Everything’s so overwhelming, you feel full and empty at the same time as you cling to him. Riki is big so he has to force himself in a bit, moaning when you flutter around him. The sound is pained and wrecked by how badly he’d been needing this—needing you and now you’re here, right where you should be.
“Like me back”, he whines, pelvis flush to yours before he pulls out to slam his hips forward, hitting that spot that makes you sob and the sound makes him lose it.
You’re so fucking wet, strings of your slick drip off his cock every time he pulls out, wetting him up as he fucks you with deep, smooth strokes. The drag of his cock is intense, turning your brain to mush when it pulls against your snug walls in dizzying fullness.
“So tight— nobody else, baby?”
Gritting out the question through tight teeth as he bullies his cock in, making it fit with every brutal thrust. You’re completely delirious, already on the brink of another soul ending orgasm but much to his delight you shake your head, panting.
“N- ngh! No…jus’ you—!” Or better translated, you haven’t let anyone touch you since the night you spent with him and his eyes flash.
“Ohhh, good girl”, he breaths, eyes rolling when your pussy spurts more slick at the petname. “My good fuckin’ girl, yeah?” You sob, overwhelmed with pleasure.
“Ah!—uh huh!”
His smile is too angelic for the devilish way he manipulates your body. Angling your hips up, he settles into a pace that has him knocking into that tender spot nestled inside you with ease. Struggling to even breathe, your warbled moans turn shrill when his pelvis slams against your clit more.
A vulgar, almost inhuman sound forces it’s way from your throat and it makes Riki’s spine tingle. Bending down to catch you in a kiss full of spit and tongue, your eyes roll straight into the back of your head while your stuffed cunt sensitively flutters around him as you cum.
Your orgasm takes you in a way that wipes you clean, turning you into a blank slate— stars dancing in your vision as you drool, falling limp on the sheets.
Riki watches you die and come back alive in real time, a bottomless hunger in his blown pupils as he’s consumed with the need to have you until you’re in his bones, holding back his orgasm off sheer will alone.
You’re a mess— sobbing, screaming, squirting and begging when he starts back up. The steady push and pull of his heavy cock in your pulpy cunt drives you off the cliffs of your sanity as you claw at him. Pain lights across your nervous system when you feel him bite, the same as last time, marking you so viciously you almost bleed before he’s licking the indents.
“You are mine”, he rumbles, voice low and distant. “You belong only to me…”
He fucks you like he’s trying to prove it to you, like there’s no other way of life for him without you in it.
The steady thrusts turn rattling as your greedy cunt swallows him whole. There won’t be anymore confusion after this, you’ll stay his this time but what scares you is that you want it, cumming at just the thought of being kept like this all the time. His and his alone while his rhythm becomes frantic, fueled by desperation as he begs.
“Please”, Riki kisses his marks before kissing your lips, gasping as he fights how he’s unraveling.
“Please like me back”, When he kisses you again, you kiss back just as fervently, lapping at each others tongues between hot moans as you rasp his name and finally stop fighting yourself.
“I do like you—“, a guttural groan shreds his chest apart when he cums, burrowing himself into you as deep as he can when you’re suddenly flooding with warmth.
He’s already too big but now he’s too deep, sending your cunt into a pulsating episode, squeezing down on his cock so violently your screams make your own ears ring. Riki refuses to stop, pumping his hips to ride out the mind-numbing waves of ecstasy as your pussy erupts, spraying his abs in your cum.
Blindly, you smack his arm, trying to make him realize that he needs to pull the fuck out because the pressure on your guts is too much when he rocks forward—sending you into another squirting fit as you become pure static.
“I love you”, he coos, making you take it with hearts in his eyes. “My pretty girl…”
By the time he decides you’re done, the bed is beyond saving and you’re a puff of air away from being comatose while your soul enjoys a round trip out of your body.
Riki is extra soft then, feeling a bit guilty for overdoing it again after you admitted that you like him. You’re so still it makes him nervous but you’re breathing and that’s what counts. Kissing your cheeks, then forehead, down the bridge of your nose to your lips, he nuzzles you one last time.
“I’ll be right back, I’m gonna draw a bath for us.”
He watches your breathing even out before he goes, steps light.
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Warm water and gentle lights greet you when you wake up, blinking blearily as you look around the space.
“Feel okay, baby?”
Riki whispers against the back of your shoulder, kissing the skin softly. Strangely, there’s no rush to get away from him, leaning back into his arms among the sweet scented bubbles as you nod.
“Never better.”
Before you can relax too much, you remember something important,
“My phone?”
Riki hums, pressing you closer to enjoy the silky feel of your softness against him before responding.
“Check it after we get out”, you kiss him back when he captures your mouth with a sweltering devotion. Affection strikes through your chest as he moves his lips with yours like he plans for you two to be a while….
An hour later, finally in the bedroom and somewhat clothed, Riki lays his head in your lap as you check your messages—clicking on Amu’s thread.
The latest message was not sent by you but by the man practically purring up a storm in your lap. It’s a picture of him smiling brightly next to your naked sleeping form followed by a flurry of threats from her swearing hell unto the galaxy if you weren’t safe.
