ken lovess taking you shopping he’ll buy you anything if he gets to see you try it on and do a lil spin, he especially loves picking out underwear for you. you guys are out shopping “hmm i dunno ken seems kinda short” you say unsure. “come out baby lemme see” you open the curtain looking in the mirror behind him as he sits and stares at you. he has to clear his throat “cmere” he says he looks concentrated. you walk towards him a bit he basically feels you up grabbing your thighs to come closer to him he’s turning you around with his big hands feeling your body in this cute cotton white dress he turns you around so your ass is facing him he pushed u to walk a little then grabs your hips to walk backwards to him, he’s toying around with you like a doll almost, he pushes you a bit to the side so he can look at you and him in the mirror together one hand sitting on your hips as he’s sitting down and you’re standing “see im just-“ “ur getting it” “but wait ken it’s” you’re checking for the price tag knowing it’s gonna be a whopping 200$ dress that you think you could get on amazon but he wants this one he wants you in this one and he does not care about prices if his girl looks good in it he’s buying. “u always check the price like i care” “causeee” you turn to face him letting your knee rest between his crotch on the couch where he’s man spreading “ u always get me nice stuff mm feel bad” you say messing with the sleeve on his shirt “pay me back by wearing that dress at home with me all day” he says as he squeezes your ass “really bae !!” “yea baby n where those panties i picked out” “mmmkay” you say giving him a kiss on the cheek and walk back to the changing room.
draken who would take you to try new food or cook you something you’ve been wanting to try he doesn’t even question it “why would you want that” nope, the next hour he’s already looking up places or recipes, he sees how much you enjoy food and loves to see your reactions and doesn’t mind tasting the food either ^_^ the fact you want to try these with him is what he loves “ken look we could make this” “ken would you try this with me” “ken let’s do this” he loves this!! he adores your concentrated face just watching you and getting to see this side of you makes him happy. plus having a whole evening with ken cooking together just perfect. you and him getting in comfy clothes, putting on a show and getting ready to tackle this recipe it’s the perfect date.
you invited draken to run errands with you your kind boyfriend says yes ^_^ although he didn’t realize how spazzy and panicked you get in these sort of situations. important paper work blah blah you hated it. but you had to get your license updated you hated your last picture and having to go through all the paper work again sucked 😔
you aren’t wearing anything crazy if anything you should be covering a bit more for being at the dmv you have a perfect length black skirt and a dark blue tube top that almost just almost!! covers your stomach there’s still that little bit of skin and your hair is up in a bun from the previous errands that made you stressed you have small hoops in you look perfect to draken right now. there’s at least 40 people at the dmv you feel out of place and feel eyes on you.
scooting closer to ken and looking at him smiling giving him the holy shit this is taking so long look lol. he puts his hand on your leg trying to give you some of his patients you give him a quick kiss on the cheek and when you go to sit back a bit your pen rolls. you get up and walk a bit sittin on the back of your heels almost knees up to your chin you pick it up and for support you put your hand on ken’s knee lifting yourself up as your ass moves farther up.
draken is so confused on why his dick just hardened in that moment i mean you just picked up a pen?? you barely did the whole legally blonde?? you sit back down looking up a bit waiting for them to call your number and look over at draken this man is SWEATING. sitting forward now trying to hide his hard on. you notice the change of pose thinking maybe he’s annoyed you say “i know it’s taking so longg” you whine “im sorry baby i’ll make it up to you” you kiss his cheek again, he cannot take this.
A Dangerous Disposition | Baji Keisuke x Fem!Reader (NSFW/18+) [Enemies to Lovers]
And I know, I know, I am what I am
The mouth of the wolf, the eyes of the lamb
So darling, will you saturate? (Rain - Sleep Token)
cw: MDNI, fem!reader, pretty much canon!Baji (a little mean, teases reader, cheeky bastard, iykyk), enemies to lovers, secret mutual pining, explicit smut, ptv sex, unprotected sex, creampie, pet names (princess, babe, baby), all characters are aged up ;
wc: 6.2k
auth note: my contribution to the Summertime Madness Collab, hosted by @saccharine-darlin ! this is my first time writing for Baji, so i hope i do him justice for the diehard Baji simps. endless thanks to my beloved loml Dara~ for beta reading this. likes, comments, and reblogs are ALWAYS appreciated ! 💙
~ part of the @enchantedforest-network 🌿
When Emma asked you to come camping with her and the Toman group, you were pretty excited to get away for a night and enjoy time with your friends. Things had been busy with school and work, so a weekend in the woods to breathe in fresh air and clear your head sounded like the perfect stress reliever.
Until you found out that Keisuke Baji would also be going on the trip.
It was no secret that you weren’t fond of Baji from the beginning, having been introduced to him by Emma after you ended up going to the same elementary school a long time ago. Baji and Mikey were childhood best friends, so any time you went to the Sano house to hang out with Emma, chances were high that Baji was running around playing with Mikey somewhere. The first time you met Baji, he had nearly crashed into you, chasing Mikey with a toy sword. He didn’t even stop to apologize after almost hitting you, instead scolding you for being in his way. You were dumbfounded by his rudeness, but Emma explained to you that it was just how Baji was, and implored you to ignore him.
But how could you when he often made his presence known? How he often teased you the more you came around? Sometimes he would call you stupid, make faces at you, or hide your belongings until you begged him to give them back. By the time you hit middle school, you offered a truce and to be friends with him, to which he replied that he “already had enough friends.” When you heard that he was failing some of his college courses, you even gave him an offhand comment about tutoring him, getting nothing but a scoff in return. To you, Keisuke Baji was the textbook image of a delinquent.
He was stubborn, annoying, loud, impulsive, and reckless… and you had to spend the next twenty four hours in the woods with him.
The ride to the camping spot was insufferable, being that you got stuck in the same car as Baji, who talked the entire time. How you wished the radio had been turned up louder, or that you had at least remembered your damn headphones. Thankfully Emma offered to sit between you in the backseat or you might have flung yourself out the window.
Tent pitching was a comical activity, most of them being assembled by either Draken or Mitsuya. Baji, the ever stubborn one, insisted on trying three times before nearly destroying the entire thing and accepting a helping hand. You chose the farthest spot from the short-fused brute in hopes of avoiding him for most of the trip, but Baji knew how to catch your attention, voluntarily or not.
You hated how much you noticed him, ever present in the forefront of your mind. You hated how rich the tone of his voice was, and how it made your palms sweat when he talked to you. In those moments where he made some teasing comment to you, you couldn’t stop your ears from burning when you looked at his smug, beautiful face. You could play it off as rage, but you knew it was a different story.
The most infuriating part of Keisuke Baji was that you liked him, and you really wished you didn’t.
A simple activity like enjoying s’mores on the fire and friendly banter in the night wasn’t even off limits to Baji’s antics.
“Need help with that, princess?” God, you hated when he called you that because it was never endearing.
“No, I’m more than capable of toasting my own marshmallows.”
Of course he wouldn’t leave it there. He had to stand in front of you and lean down while you were sitting patiently waiting for your turn on the fire. “You wanna get toasty together later, hmm?”
You scoffed at his offer. “Kick rocks, Keisuke.”
“Ahh fine,” Baji yielded. “Don’t know what you’re missing.” He tied his hair back in his signature ponytail so as to not singe his hair as he crouched near the fire. Fuck, why did he have to look so gorgeous in the glow of the flames, igniting the amber glow in his eyes, dancing streams of light across his skin…
You could hear Emma begging Mikey to sleep in Baji’s tent because apparently he missed the memo that he wasn’t sharing with Draken. Emma was desperate for alone time with Ken, but Mikey refused on account that Baji “snores like a freight train.” You noticed Mitsuya and Hakkai laugh at the exchange, knowing full well there wasn’t room in their tent. Takemichi and Hina also didn’t have room, and thankfully your friend didn't try to dump her brother on you and make you uncomfortable.
Soon enough, you felt a raindrop hit your face. “Hey, did anyone check the weather report before we came out here?”
In seconds, everyone else realized it was about to storm with the impending clouds covering the moon and the quickening rainfall.
“Welp, guess it’s time to call it a night,” Draken announced. Emma shot Mikey an annoyed look as she watched him run into the tent she intended for her and Ken.
One by one, everyone retreated into their respective tents as the rain started getting heavier, extinguishing the campfire. You reached your own tent, zipping up the opening just in time before you got too soaked. Some camping trip this was shaping up to be…
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The rain was definitely coming down, and not showing any signs of stopping. The sound of the droplets hitting the top of your tent were keeping you awake, on top of the fact that the temperature dropped, and the ground was getting colder.
You were shivering in your sleeping bag, praying the storm would pass soon so you had some hope of getting a little rest. You curled yourself up as tight as you could under the thin material and huffed a few breaths onto your hands to try and warm them up.
Suddenly, through the steady sound of the sheets of rain, you heard something right outside your tent. You peeled your head out from your sleeping bag, but realized you wouldn’t be able to see anything now that the fire was out. Where was that flashlight? Everything was nearly pitch black, and all you could make out was the thin outline of the opening of your tent, zipped up tight.
Until it wasn’t.
You could feel damp air entering the small space inside and realized… someone was coming in. You couldn’t help but panic for a moment, hoping it was at least someone in your group of friends and not some deranged murderer that came from the forest. You didn’t even have a weapon. You sat up to defend yourself in whatever capacity you could, and scrambled to find that stupid tiny flashlight you carelessly tossed somewhere inside the tent. Your fingertips found the cold metal and you quickly turned it on and pointed it at the intruder.
“Shhh, it’s me, it’s just me!” It was Keisuke Baji, soaked and holding up his hands in surrender, eyes screwed shut from the sudden burst of light directed in his eyes.
Registering his presence, You lowered the light from his face and let out an exasperated sigh. “Baji, what the fuck? What are you doing in my tent in the middle of the night? You know it’s pouring right?”
“Yeah, thanks, Sherlock,” Baji said with an aggressive tone. There’s a hole in my fucking tent. I had rain dripping on my head and couldn’t sleep, so I had to find somewhere else to go.”
“So you decided on my tent?” You said annoyed.
There were drops of rainwater falling from the ends of his black hair, and his shirt was damp, sticking to his chest and shoulders. “Look, everyone else is already paired up. You’re the only person that has room.”
He wasn’t lying and you knew it, but dammit did this have to be happening? Baji has annoyed you to hell and back for years now, all the while you fought the deep urges to give into your hidden attraction to the man. You could count the number of times he was actually nice to you on one hand, so why should you do him a favor now?
But proposing another option was escaping you. It was late, and you just wanted to try and get some sleep. You audibly groaned and knitted your brows together. This will have to do.
“Fine… but I don’t have an extra sleeping bag.” You awkwardly shuffled yourself over to the side to give him enough room to relax. “And don’t touch me.”
Baji waved a dismissive hand to you, “Wouldn’t dream of it, princess.”
You began situating yourself in your new sleeping spot when your eyes traveled back up to him for a split second, noticing he was now removing his shirt over his head. “Wh-what are you doing?!”
“You don’t expect me to sleep in a wet shirt, do you?” Baji used his shirt to try and soak up some moisture from his hair, tossing it in the corner of the tent afterwards.
You were hoping that the light of your flashlight was pointed far enough away from your face for him to notice the way your cheeks were now slightly reddened. Baji wasn’t a bad looking guy– he was actually gorgeous up close, with well defined abs and broad shoulders to match, but you couldn’t feed that into his obnoxious ego. You shook yourself out of the intrusive thoughts clouding your mind as Baji laid himself down on the bottom of the tent.
“Aren’t you going to be cold?” you asked.
“Why, you offering some warmth for me, babe?” Baji retorted cheekily.
All you could manage to use as a reply was a scoff, to which Baji let out a dry chuckle.
“Don’t worry about me, I run pretty warm.”
There he was, completely relaxed with his hands behind his head, half naked and hair splayed out to dry. He wasn’t so bad when he wasn’t talking or being an ass. You clicked the flashlight off and turned over to face away from him, curling into the thin material of your sleeping bag, hoping to be able to sleep for a few hours at least.
Once again, all you were left with was the sound of the ever present rainfall above the tent. You weren’t getting any warmer or more comfortable, so all you did was lay there, huddled and shivering and cursing yourself for not bringing an extra sweatshirt. It must have been at least twenty minutes of torture until Baji spoke again.
“How am I supposed to sleep with you chattering your teeth like that?”
You hadn’t realized that you were, indeed, shivering so hard that your teeth were making the annoying incessant sound inside the confines of the tent.
“S-sorry,” was all you could manage to get out.
“Don’t be sorry, just… shut up, yeah?” You were about to roll over to smack the attitude out of him, but before you could, you suddenly felt something warm against your back. You craned your neck to look behind you and Baji was now flush against you, arms folded at his chest and his face mere inches from your head. You immediately stiffened.
“I– I told you not to touch me!” you blurted out.
Baji kept his eyes closed and huffed out a breath of air. “I’m not touching you– The sleeping bag is between us. Just trying to warm you up for both of our sakes.”
You took a moment to process his action. He was… almost cuddling you. There were no entangled limbs or any closeness other than his body heat traveling from him to the material wrapped around your back. And you could feel yourself beginning to relax, it was comforting, and not as unbearable as you thought. Though, it could just be the desperation for warmth to fall asleep that was accepting his position against you. You didn’t give any response to his justification. You lay there, still facing away from the one person you had wished wasn’t in your tent right now.
But was that true?
You were attracted to Baji, despite his shit personality. It was unfair how beautiful he was, having been captivated by his presence one too many times when he wasn’t looking, subconsciously rubbing your thighs together thinking about how nice it would be if he were between them. And now you knew he was warm, and your body had an involuntary craving for more of it. For more of him.
A few aching minutes went by, and you could hear Baji clear his throat. He hadn’t fallen asleep yet, despite you ceasing to chatter your teeth.
“Still not asleep?” you ask weakly.
There was a short pause from behind you. “Nope.”
Dammit, what are you doing? You sat up and unzipped the side of your sleeping bag. “Get in.”
“Huh? Get in what?”
“In the sleeping bag, dummy,” you said sternly. “It’s… just to help the both of us, right?”
It was still extremely dark, even with the slight adjustment your eyes developed to the shadows of the night, so you couldn’t tell what kind of face Baji was making at you. You imagined it was pretty incredulous, though.
“But you said–”
“I know what I said, but just… look, I’m trying to be nice here!” You were frustrated with yourself for giving into this weakness that Baji somehow had over you despite his undesirable tone. This was a stupid idea. Every time you tried to be nice to Baji, he threw it back in your face or shoved it off altogether. Why would things change now?
You started to hear shuffling around and felt more warmth enter your space. He didn’t say anything, he didn’t make any snide remark, laugh at your kindness, or tell you that you were stupid. He was actually doing what you suggested, sharing your sleeping bag.
Oh fuck, you were sharing your sleeping bag.
“Ya know,” Baji started, trying to shuffle himself inside the small enclosed blanket with you, “you must own the smallest damn sleeping bag they make.” It was proving to be quite the task– He was basically on top of you, his damp tendrils of hair wisping at your face as he scrunched himself against you. Now it was warm, way too warm.
You felt your body react immediately to the close proximity as it suddenly remembered how to create body heat. It started at your face and your ears, then moved down to your chest to stoke the fire within its cavity, creeping down to your core where you could now feel slick against your panties. Thank god it’s dark.
Baji was trying to pull the zipper of the sleeping bag back up when you placed your hand on his chest. “Baji, it’s fine don’t w–” You stopped mid sentence because you forgot that he tossed his shirt somewhere in the tent, and you were touching his bare chest.
Baji froze as well, looming over you and not moving so much as a muscle. But the only muscle he couldn’t control was his heart, and you could feel it beating a mile a minute through his hot skin. You could have removed your hand from him… but you kept it there for a few long moments. If the rain hadn’t been so damn loud, you swore you’d be able to hear his heartbeat.
“Baji… is everything alright?” you hesitantly asked.
“Uh… yeah, why?” he responded with a hint of feigned confidence.
“It feels like your heart is about to jump out of your chest. Is something…” you trailed off and silently pondered the one question you had brewing in your mind. Was he nervous to be this close to you?
He was silent, barely breathing at this point, and you couldn’t even see his face through the thick darkness.
“You don’t actually hate me… do you?” you pried. All these years of his teasing and too-good-for-you attitude seemed to shatter at that very moment. His heart beating like a nervous schoolboy and flinching at your question.
“I… I never hated you.”
“Well then what the fuck, Keisuke?!” You were annoyed now. How could he face you like this and pretend like he didn’t pick on you since you two were kids? The only reason you had such bitterness towards him was because his jesting and taunting were uncalled for from the start. You had hoped you and Baji could have been friends if he had shown a shred of kindness toward you.
“And what about you?” Baji retorted, “You’ve been just as horrible to me for as long as I can remember. You’re not innocent here, princess.”
You scoff at the shadow above you. “You get what you give, Keisuke. Isn’t that the way it goes? I was only returning what you’ve given to me since the moment I met you.” You pushed your palm harder against his hard chest and heaved a sigh. “If you had just been nicer to me, we could have been friends.”
“Tch,” Baji exhaled sharply. “So that’s it, just want me to be nice to ya, huh?”
“Yes! That’s all I’ve ever want—“
A soft pair of lips interrupted you, damp hair resting on your cheeks and cascading onto your neck. Baji kissed you with so much want, that excited heartbeat fluttering under your fingertips. Part of you wanted to push his face away, but the other was willingly accepting the sudden gesture. It was a battle inside you waiting to see which side would win, confused and frustrated about how you should react.
But you were kissing him back, gently carding your fingers through his messy hair and pulling him into you. His lips felt warm and velvety, not at all what you were expecting from the rough exterior of him. One of his calloused hands sneaking under your shirt to rub tender circles on your hip bone, his touch tickling your nerves with every point of contact.
Baji pulled back, and you were both left to catch your breath. A small chuckle rumbled from his chest. “You don’t actually hate me either, huh?”
Your face felt like it was on fire, your cheeks more than likely flushed to hell and back for reciprocating his advance, but in this current moment you just couldn’t care to fight him off. “Shut up, Keisuke–”
This time it was you that kissed him, pulling him back down to your eager mouth, wanting to taste more. His tongue begged entrance to meet with yours, brushing against your bottom lip. Your lips parted to let him in, allowing your wet muscles to become acquainted with each other. You unashamedly drank him in with fervor, trying to pull him in even closer.
You were chest to heaving chest now, swelling breaths in between each hot kiss. His hand pushed your shirt up ever so slightly and you felt more of your skin make contact with his, burning as they brushed against each other. There was a fire beginning to light in your core, an itch desperate to be scratched.
Baji’s mouth trailed down to your neck, nipping and biting with alarmingly sharp teeth that sent shivers down your spine, your arms wrapping around him, feeling his flexing back muscles. Everything was so hot, a stark contrast to the way you were feeling not even an hour ago. The air around the two of you was palpable, you could almost taste the moisture in the air from the rainstorm outside, all the heavy panting camouflaged by the white noise of nature.
“God, it’s so fucking hot,” you breathed out in frustration. You could feel sweat forming on your skin.
Baji licked at one of the marks he presumably placed on your neck. “Already warmed up then?” He pulled at the neckline of your shirt with his teeth. “Care if I take this off? Can’t have you passin’ out on me.”
You lifted your arms to allow him to pull your shirt over your head, freeing your chest now damp with sweat and you found some relief from the way he pulled the zipper of the sleeping bag all the way open so you both could get some air.
Baji seemed to give you a few moments to breathe in the coolness of the tent, all while shifting himself between your legs, sliding his rough hands along your thighs in what felt like an attempt to sooth you. He was actually being nice, exuding patience you didn’t know he had.
“Better now?” he asked after a pause.
“Yeah… I think I’m okay now.” It was easier to breathe, to think, and process what the hell was happening between you and someone you now knew had no actual hatred for you. Of course, you didn’t hate him either, the years-long charade being broken down right before you in this small tent so far away from your actual lives. You considered that this might not even be real, but a strange dream about the man you’ve pined for in the most muted tone you could manage for all these years.
Baji’s hands traveled further up your body in the dark, gingerly grasping at parts of you that you were suddenly realizing you wished he had touched way before now. His touch was heavy, weighted, like the sheets of rain coming down from the sky above this bubble that was created for just the two of you.
“Do you know where that flashlight is?” you hear him ask above you.
“What? Why are you asking?”
Baji chuckled, grazing his hands up your torso, realizing you weren’t wearing a bra under your now discarded shirt. “‘Cause I wanna see your tits.”
If only he could see your deadpanned face. “Oh, real romantic there, Romeo.”
The truth was you felt comfort in this darkness. This was a dangerous disposition you found yourself in, having this infuriating man roaming your body like you’ve always silently dreamed of, knowing it could be a turning point in this tumultuous friendship. It would only get worse if you could actually see him, those beautiful raven locks that frame his face, slightly damp skin and abs cut from marble like a statue that you couldn’t help but want to glide your delicate fingers over…
The smart thing to do would be to stop what you were doing before you got tangled in this lustful coil he was creating with every second of contact made with your skin. But you liked it far too much to act on any thought of stopping him right now.
Baji then moved his hands over your breasts, pawing at them with his two large hands, kneading them softly. You exhaled a sigh reacting to his touch, squirming at his fingers that were slightly pinching your perk nipples.
“Well, they feel nice at least,” he said. Did he just… compliment you? That’s a first.
From this angle you could feel his hips against your ass, and he was growing harder by the second, pushing against your core through your clothing. You were reeling from the contact, and you wanted, no– needed more. You hips bucked into his, getting a taste of the friction you were dying for. Your hands reached for him, finding his thighs and tugging at his shorts.
“Keisuke… touch me more,” you whined in a hushed breath.
He managed a quiet laugh and moved his hands to the waistband of your shorts. “Heh, someone’s needy.” He removed your shorts and your panties in one fell motion. You were now completely bare, feeling the cool air of the night wash over you, shuddering at the sensation over the pooling slick between your thighs.
Before you could respond to his taunt at your impatience, Baji had already placed the rough pad of his thumb to your clit, applying pressure and languidly moving it in small circles. A whimper left your lips, an involuntary response to the new sensation flooding your pleasure center. You could feel the knot in your stomach intensifying with each clockwise rotation of his thumb.
You then felt his other hand press into your slick folds, two fingers teasing your entrance. You were squirming under his touch instantly and sighing through the waves of dopamine hitting your brain. Without warning, Baji let his fingers enter you, slowly dragging them along your walls and earning a long hard moan from your chest.
“Shit, babe, you tryin’ to wake everyone up?” he asked, while continuing his movements inside your core and playing with your little bud, effectively causing you to moan louder. “You want them all to wonder who’s in here making you feel good, huh?”
“K-Keis–hah…” Baji was now curling his fingers up into the one spot that was guaranteed to have you folding at his touch. How did he find it so quickly? Your whimpers and pants were cutting through the steady thrum of rain outside.
Baji was using his hips to press his hand as close as possible to your cunt, now down to the last knuckle, the movement of his fingers sending you into euphoria. You felt yourself getting closer to orgasming, the pitch of your voice getting higher with every stroke of Baji’s fingers.
He could feel your walls clenching down on his digits, you were getting slicker by the second and he couldn’t help but chuckle to himself for getting you so worked up already.
“What do you say, sweetheart? You gonna cum for me already?” he asked coyly, knowing in a second that you wouldn’t have any choice.
Almost on cue, you felt the tightness in your core snap and felt a rush of intangible pleasure flow over you, placing your hands over your mouth so your moaning wouldn’t wake anyone up. Baji kept his pace for a few moments, helping your high ride out as long as he could get it to. God he was good with his hands.
It was hard to tell how long it took for you to come down, being brought back to reality by the sudden emptiness of your now soaked pussy, Baji having hastily removed his fingers from you. You sat up in the darkness, hands reaching for the man responsible for the best orgasm you’ve had in a while, and you realized he was standing up.
“Keisuke, where are you–?”
“Relax, babe,” you heard him say above you. “I’m just getting even with you.” You could hear a shuffling of fabric and something fall off to the side of the sleeping bag. Baji’s hands returned to your thighs and his body heat engulfed you once again as he hovered above you, realizing he was now just as naked as you. You could feel the tip of his cock teasing through your slick folds, gasping from the sensitivity from your orgasm just a moment ago.
Baji trailed kisses up your neck, his still slightly damp hair tickling your chest. “I’ve always wanted to know just how good this pussy felt,” His hot breath fanned over your cheek now, his lips moving to the shell of your ear. “You gonna stop being stubborn and let me fuck you real good?”
Almost on instinct, your legs wrapped around his waist in an attempt to pull him closer. “Y-yes. Need you, Kei…”
“Heh… good,” Baji pushed the tip of his cock to your entrance, and it required little effort for him to get half of his length inside you on account of how soaked you were. A saccharine sound left your lips, and a hiss from Baji still in your ear as he slowly rocked his hips to sheath himself inside you. “‘Cause I need you too.”
You thought your heart might burst from your chest at his words. His tone was dripping with desire, husky and rough as if he had trouble admitting it. Baji picked up his pace, dragging his cock eagerly along your walls that were already hugging him with such force that it made both of you resound pleasured moans into each other’s ears.
“Keisuke… fuck–” you whined, overwhelmed by his intense thrusts. The sound of the rain over the thin material of the tent was now being washed out by the sound of skin lewdly slapping together, the squelching of your cunt, and an orchestra of grunts and breathy whines.
“Heh, nice to hear you– whinin’ for me, instead of– bitchin’ at me,” Baji said. How was it even possible for this man to keep annoying you while making your pussy spasm repeatedly? You hastily carded your fingers through his disheveled hair, gripping at his tendrils, and yanked his head back, earning a pained grunt from him.
“Dammit, Kei, would you– mmph… just shut up and fuck me?” As nice as his voice sounded tonight, his mouth was still getting on your nerves.
“Tch, whatever you want, princess,” Baji grabbed your wrists and pulled them from his hair, shoving them above your head and holding them together with one of his large hands. The other moved its way to one of your thighs, which he pushed to open your legs wider for better access to your slick cunt.
He set a brutal pace, slamming his hips into yours with so much aggression you had half a mind to think he would leave bruises. But fuck, this was exactly what you wanted– you’ve dreamt about Baji fucking the daylights out of you, pleasuring yourself wishing it were him, and imagining how that vexatious attitude of his could be channeled into an act of animalistic dominance over your willing body.
It was becoming nearly impossible to stay quiet enough with how rough Baji was slamming his cock into you, kissing his tip to your cervix and angling himself to hit that perfect spot. You were biting your bottom lip so hard you could have been drawing blood, letting out painful whimpers as you were rhythmically pushed across the hard ground below you with each hard thrust.
Baji tightened his grip on your wrists above your head, his face just above yours, letting his hair curtain around your head. He was being just as loud, sharp grunts and low moans leaving his lips as he rested his forehead against yours. “This what you wanted, baby? Wanted me to fuck you dumb?”
“Y-yes– Kei, s’good… unnh!” Words were difficult when he was seemingly pushing the air from your lungs as he continued pounding into your core, your pussy like a vice around his cock as you were nearing your next orgasm.
You struggled against Baji’s restraint on your wrists, wanting to touch him in some capacity, to pull him closer, to get more friction where you needed it. “Keisuke– ‘m so close, please–”
As if he understood exactly what you were begging for, he released his hold on your thigh and shoved his hand between the two of you, returning his thumb to its previous position at your puffy clit. “Yeah? F-Fuck– let it out, baby. Cum for me–”
The rough pad of his thumb swiped over your sensitive bundle and you were tumbling over the edge. The wave about to hit was bigger than the first, your fists clenching above your head, and your pussy clenching down on Baji’s cock like it made a home inside of you.
Your moans were speedily about to turn into screams, unable to control your volume and alert everyone around you that you were having the best orgasm of your life, until Baji’s lips crashed into yours before you could raise the alarm to the rest of the camp, swallowing every sound into his hot mouth with pleasure. His thumb continued to work at your clit, grinding his hips into you so forcefully while you tried to kiss him back. Your eyes were rolling back, completely thrown by the prolonged ecstasy as Baji helped you cum for as long as possible.
You were starting to sense a falter in his hips as you began coming down from your second high, now aware that he was close to his own release, and you enveloped your legs around his waist and slightly bucked your hips to writhe against his.
“Fuuuck, you’re– squeezing me so… damn tight,” Baji breathed between clenched teeth. His thumb abandoned your clit to prop himself against his forearm, hanging his head in the crook of your neck now. He was close, a faint stutter in his movement told you all you needed to know.
You leaned into his ear, still rocking your hips to keep his cock dragging along your rigid walls. “C’mon, Kei, your turn– haah… cum in me.” You whined so sweetly into his ear that you felt his breath hitch and he immediately released your wrists still pinned above your head.
“Oh, fuck–” Baji let out a throaty groan, bracing himself with a fistful of your hair. You wince slightly, but resigned to encase him in your arms, pressing your nails into his flesh of his muscular shoulders as he thrusted one last time, shooting his seed deep within your cunt, his cock twitching with the pulse of you still squeezing him until he unloaded every last bit of cum inside you.
Your fingers threaded into the roots of his hair, now damp from sweat instead of rain, both of you heaving to gather oxygen back into your lungs. You scratched gently at Baji’s scalp, making him quietly groan into your neck, nuzzling his nose into the space under your jaw. It felt… uncharacteristic, alien, and a bit off-putting… but it also felt nice.
Baji pulled himself out of you with care and slumped down in the space next to you, slinging an arm over you and pulling you just a bit closer to him.
“Shit, I didn’t think that pussy was ever gonna let me go,” he quietly laughed to himself, clearly exhausted.
You didn’t feel like putting up a fight to his brazen remark. “Yeah, well, all good things must come to an end, right?”
“Do they, though?” Baji offered weakly.
“Keisuke…” You almost stiffened at his question. Were things going to change from here on out? Was he suddenly going to stop being the insufferable bastard you’ve known him to be almost your entire lives? It was difficult to imagine that Keisuke Baji would do a 180 spin just because you’ve had sex.
Baji didn’t seem to push the subject or have an appropriate response to you. “So… you wanna spoon now?”
That you did react to, giving him a light slap on the chest and a giggle from your own. But you silently accepted his offer, turning onto your side away from him, allowing him to pull your frame against his chest, feeling delicate kisses being peppered to your bare shoulder.
“Don’t let me feel that thing poking me in the morning,” you chuckled.
Baji pulled you closer, feeling his breath on the back of your neck. “I like hearing you laugh, ya know,” he said into your hair.
For some reason, you couldn’t find a response to something that wasn’t an insult. You found yourself suddenly so comfortable, so content, that the sound of the rain above you was finally lulling you to sleep.
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You woke up to sounds of chatter outside the tent, opening your eyes to bright sunshine cutting through the material. Baji was snoring behind you, not as bad as Mikey described it, but almost… cutely.
You turned over to take a good look at him in the light– he was peaceful, contrasted to the normal scowl he usually had, his brows were relaxed, eyes soft, mouth slightly agape with his signature canine tooth poking out with every soft breath. His lashes kissed his face, and his messy black hair concealed small parts of his features that you’ve rarely seen up close. He really was beautiful… and you were right. Seeing him like this was very dangerous.
You softly moved his hair out of his face, stirring him slightly awake. Baji grumbled and squeezed his eyes shut, and he pulled your naked figure into his, resting your chest directly in his face.
“Shit, this is nice,” he muffled into your breasts.
“Keisuke,” you chimed, trying not to give him too hard of a time for being… well, Baji.
“You should let me wake up like this every morning,” he sighed.
You grabbed some of his hair and yanked his mouth out of your cleavage. “You know… everyone else seems to be awake already.”
“And?”
“We’re gonna have to walk out of this tent, together…” you pointed out, a tinge of worry in your voice.
He cracked open one of his amber irises to look up at you, “What are you so worried about? I’m sure they won’t even notice.”
Keisuke Baji couldn’t have been more wrong.
Once you both got somewhat dressed and put together to emerge from your tent, everyone’s eyes were boring holes into you and Baji.
He offered the explanation that his tent was leaking water to the group, and you couldn’t miss the look that Emma was giving you, silently asking the question you really hoped she wouldn’t ask.
“Alright, princess, let’s get these tents packed up,” Baji announced. That pet name sounded… different now.
You ascertained that the two of you had a lot of talking to do when you returned home.
draken wanting you to sit on his lap when at a club for business, it’s the first time he’s taken you to one of these and you look too good. he knows you’re just way too beautiful as is but seeing you dressed up in a setting like this KILLS him plus his friends are around he’s appreciating the hell out of you right now. as you’re talking to one of girls you got introduced to you catch ken staring trying to get your attention motioning you to come over to him, you give him a gesture saying one second! you are really loving these fruity drinks not realizing how you’re reacting to them. you go over to him feeling shy he’s talking to all these guys in a circle and wants you with him. he motions again for you to sit in his lap you feel bashful but you sit the guys carry the conversation not paying that much attention to you and draken he kisses your neck and you’re blushing like crazy thank god he cant see your face he puts his hands on your hips rubbing them. you look back your facial expression looking pouty and almost like you’re saying “really” with your face he grabs your neck/jaw and gives you a long kiss after the kiss you turn more kissing him strongly forgetting you’re on public and wait too bold right now.
I wanna be babied by Draken so bad cause I feel like he would have good patience with his s/o. Whenever I go to sleep I just fantasize of him this has been going on for a year kinda worried but idc he’s my love . I need more draken fluff WHERE’S THE DRAKEN FLUFF. Does anyone else have all the fluff writing in their brain but typing it is so much work cause I cant explain it how I want.
you’re ran haitani’s sweet angel and it’s nobody’s business what he is doing with you
content: nsfw, established relationship, making out, dry humping, fingering, overstim, soft dom!ran. names like ‘doll’ and ‘angel’, little bit swearing.
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word count: 1.3k+
NSFW UNDER THE CUT
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Ran is the most considerate man you ever met and know. Your relationship with him is is sweet, fulfilling and it doesn’t go a day he doesn’t make you feel so happy.
Ran adores you so much. As soon as he saw you the first time, it didn’t go a day he didn’t think of you. You were so sweet, so cute. The laughs when he manages to tell a funny joke, the sounds you do when he teases you or does something so stupid.
Just how sweet you were and how precious, he was quiet about your relationship. He didn’t want so much attention on you two being together. You were his precious, so sweet doll.
The phone beside you on the table rings for the second time, still ignoring it to keep kissing, you softly groan against Ran’s mouth. One last kiss, you pull away sighing.
“Hmm? What is it?” Ran mumbles softly, watching your face as you were still looking at his lips, swollen and wet from the kiss you just had.
“The phone have been ringing two times.” You exhale. A small grin curves up on Ran’s lips.
“Want me to go back so soon?” He teases you as he traces an index finger softly on your cheek, inching in ever so closely to your mouth. He brushes his nose against yours as you sigh contentedly again. You smile softly as you wrap your legs around his lower body, pulling closer.
You softly shake your head. “No, I want more.” You mumble. “As do I.” He breathes out.
Ran takes that as a cue to place his lips on your jaw, nipping slowly down to your throat. A soft moan leaves your lips as you tilt your head to give him more access, he kisses on your pulse point before trailing down below your ear. You hold onto his shoulders, as a shuddering pleased moan leaves your mouth at his kisses.
You feel his hands wander down the sides of your body to end up holding you on your waist. He pulls you in closer to him, rubbing his crotch against yours, he groans as he kisses down your throat to your shoulder, nosing there before pressing kisses there. Such intimate gesture has your mind erupt in ecstasy.
Strong and intense pleasure surges inside you when you feel his hands go beneath the material of your shirt, touching your bare skin. And his mouth is on yours again, lips moving together.
He sucks in your mewls and breathy moans when he bucks his crotch against you, the contact has you craving for him, bucking your hips against for more contact as you let out a strangled moan.
“Is this the ‘more’ you asked for?” He asks as he pulls away slightly to nibble on your lower lips. The question itself has you craving and yearning more of him, from him and whining as your hands trail up to his messy hair, gripping on it as you feel your soaked panties the more you buck against him.
“Yes, it is-“ you begin before moving continuing moving your hips against his, “need you in me, please.” You plead and you plead so cutely, Ran couldn’t find himself to disobey your sweet plea. How could he after all? He pulls away to look at you, the mess you are in and look at you, such sweet mess and he doesn’t let the ringing sound of the phone that comes on now, disturb the sweet moment he has with you.
You pull him in closer to you by his belt, about to unfold it and unbutton his jeans before he holds onto your hands. You whimper in frustration at the interruption.
“You said you’d give me more.” You pout and Ran presses a soft kiss against your lips.
“When we have more time, I promise angel.” He smiles against your lips, his tone soft and promising. He kisses on your cheek and jaw softly. “Ran-“ you begin before you feel him unbutton your jeans and pulls your jeans down.
As he is standing between your legs, he traces his fingertips so softly against your inner thighs, close to where you want him to touch you the most. The moment his fingers touched your soaked pussy, you gasp and let out a shudder when he pulls down your panties, sliding his finger inside your cunt.
“Ran-“ you cry out his name as he softly hums at you. “So cute.” He coos at you as you bury your face in the crook of his neck.
You hear him chuckle as he slips in a second finger inside you, moving at a haste that has you gasping for more and more, you can’t get enough of how he makes you feel. The reach, the way he curls his fingers up so good that has you bite down a moan against his neck. Ran groans at the feel of your teeth against his skin, he uses his other hand to hold onto your hair and grip you there softly.
You reach down a hand down between your legs, holding his wrist when he touches a particular spot inside you, raising your hips as he keeps plunging his fingers inside you. His sounds of pants and series of praise for you, has you know he’s enjoying this.
“Ran, what are you up to-“ a sudden familiar voice cuts in and a shocked gasp leaves your mouth. Ran doesn’t stop his finger thrusts inside you, they don’t halt as he speaks up.
“It’s none of your fucking business, leave.” His voice was impatient and almost threatening against his own brother. Whatever expression he did as he chuckled while leaving the room you didn’t know see, cause you were to busy burying your face in Ran’s neck as his ministrations inside you doesn’t cease a second.
“Sorry sweet doll, next time we find a more quiet spot.” He tells you softly as he presses a kiss at the nape of your neck. You breathe out a soft gasp. “Next time.” You manage to utter out. “Good.” He agrees and curls his finger up against the sweet spot inside you.
A tight sensation forms in your belly, thighs straining against his as your hold on his wrist tightens. “so close, ran, so close.”
“Come for me, angel.” He softly murmurs, pressing down a kiss on your nape, encouraging you as each thrust of his fingers has you spiralling, thighs tightening, hips stuttering as you felt yourself clamp down around his fingers covering them in your slick.
A surge of overstimulation fills you as you feel him spreading your pussy with your slick, rubbing his finger on your clit. You cover your whimpers and cries against his neck as you try to push away his hand from your pussy, but his strength so unrelenting, it doesn’t work.
“Please Ran.” Such soft pleas and sounds you make, he can’t stop himself from continuing to tease you. You’re telling him to stop when you don’t realize how you legs still draw him in closer.
He tilts your head back by your hair and takes a look at you while tasting you on his fingers. Hair’s a mess, face wetted with tears and you’re biting down on your lower lip. He smiles at the sight, his smile so lovely, your heart swells at the sight despite your frustration and overstimulation.
“So cute.” He whispers before leaning over to your face, capturing your mouth in a sweet kiss, making you taste yourself in the kiss. He loves the taste of you, sucking up your soft breaths, whines and mewls. He wants you keep you to himself. His heart pounds and surges at the sight and sound of you. He can’t get enough.
“Next time.” He mumbles against your mouth. You smile against him, “no phones.” You mutter the words while slightly tipping your head to the side. “no phones.” he repeats before continuing to kiss you.
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I think every fic i write with ran, there’s always a make out lmfao I mean why not tho ;)
If you’ve come this far, a reblog, feedbacks and likes would soo very much appreciated :3
You’re in a forest camping and they are all feared murders that are trying to hunt you down. Then they almost kill you but unexpectedly soon take a liking to you. So… will you join the team of murderers or go back to stay alone in your little, defenseless tent?
Helpful notes:
🛸Hanma, Draken, and Baji are famous murdurers, but they live in a mansion-like house out in the middle of nowhere
🛸There’s holding cells in their house for their victims to be held in for later!
🛸The live almost normal lives - Draken enjoys going out and chopping wood, hanma and baji wear masks and hoods/long pants and go to stores, and the guards serve them like it is nothing abnormal and villain-like!
🛸In this, y/n went camping out with her family. Unfortunately for her, these killers have been targeting her for a while, and what better time to get her and kidnap her than when she is in her own tent in the woods?
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You had been in this tent for what… 4 days now? You laid there, mind blank as you stared at the same, small fibers of the tent you had to yourself while your family shared theirs with others for more warmth. Rustling that spooked you out of your restless and sleepless nights wasn’t uncommon at this point, normally it was bugs rustling or a deer or rabbit jumping around to eat at night, but tonight, the rustling was different than an animal. It still sounded preditorial nonetheless, like a predator eyeing its opening to pounce on the prey, but with you unable to see out besides out at what was around you besides the small gap between the velcro of the tent’s latch, it made it ten times worse to invision in your head.
“you sure this is the right tent?” hamna whispers as baji slowly aproaches the tent in front of him, draken tagging along in the back to take guard while also carefully checking the other tents for anyone awake.
“Yes, dipshit. I don’t not do my research if we’re gonna’ do something with you numnuts. Now hush, they’re still awake.” baji hushes as they get to the tent’s opening, peering inside and listening to hear a rustling sound from inside. “You think they’re fuckin’ someone? there’s a lot of rustling going on in there…” hamna asks curiously, unable to see the situation inside. “hanma. They’re not here with their significant other, they’re with their family. Shut up!” baji says as he whacks his shoulder, making hanma yelp from the action as it was harsh.
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You slowly got up as you heard the rustling merge to form just outside of your tent, followed by talking, a slap, and a yelp. “W-what do you want from me?” you ask as you put your hand to the door of the tent in anticipation to open it, however your hand gets ripped and you get tugged out of your tent immediately, fear filling your eyes as you flew out into the cold, frisky air. You were about to scream, but a pair of warm hands shushed you, “listen sweetheart, we don’t want any unnecessary trouble here, so let’s just talk it out.” one with long hair says as you back away, bumping into the legs of another. You peer up to see brown and gold covering a looming face, scaring the shit out of you of how dark it was around the gloomy figure. You could see a third person with a braid poking around the other tents, but had been alarmed so was now glaring your way.
You scrambled to your feet, the dirt building up underneath your fingernails as you ripped through the night, the three people left behind you in shock as you took off into the forest. You had no idea of your way around the forest, you only knew somewhere in this bug-infested hell hole that there was a creek that led to a small village about a mile down after, and that was where you planned to head for and find first. That was, if you could ever escape those psychos that were hunting you down.
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You tore through thorns, their spines scratching at your delicate skin, as you rushed on through the forest. The group of pounding footsteps weren’t too far behind you, but there was still enough distance to be able to breathe confidently between them and yourself.
“I said that we didn’t want to have trouble with you, you crappy victim! Now you’re gonna’ get it the hard way for this!” the two-toned hair man calls again behind you as he sped up, a knife flinging its way through your hair into a nearby tree that had some of your newly cut hair pinned beneath it, only making you lower your head and follow the faint creek even faster than you were before.
“You know, if you just give up now, this will be a lot easier for both you and us. It’s a win-win! So slow down and let’s talk about this.” the braid one calls out soon after as he jumped out of view to the side more as he started weaving in and out of the trees for a faster route to get to you. “oh no you don’t, she’s my kill, draken!” the long-haired one calls to “draken” as he speeds up as well, the two-toned man fading out of view quietly.
You stumbled on a weed from a nearby bush, it almost threw you down, certainly slowing you down. You knew that draken was to your right, the long haired one right behind him, but where was the two-toner at? You moved around and situated yourself to where you were hidden better behind a tree, pulling the large and painful daggers from both your leg and your lower arm, the blood making a soft patting sound next to your from the now open wound. You whined at the pain, quickly opting to bite your lip as your heard leaves crunch nearby behind you somewhere.
“Ahhh shit! Where did they go? See I told you that you would scare them, I knew it before we did this draken!” the long-haired guy’s deep voice screamed, booming through the idle forest. “Shut up baji! you’re just too cocky, they couldn’t have gone far.” draken says as he moves a long, passing you as you held your breath in fear, his eyes scanning the area.
As he and baji passed, you let out a small sigh, glad to have them gone. You got up, brushing yourself off along with the bit of dried blood as you peered around the corner.
“Found ya’.”
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You woke up in a bed, not a comfortable one, but regardless you were surprised you were even waking up, muchless in this missed luxury that hadn’t been in your tent.
“Oh oh, she’s up! Go get draken, and hurry up with it when you go!!” the still-unnamed two-toned hair man chanted to someone, which you presumed was a guard, as they ran off.
“How ya’ feeling sweetheart?” he says as he turns to you, resting his hands on the bars of the cell as he stared at you.
“Surprisingly better.” you say as you looked around the boring cell, a “hidden” camera catching your eye as you ended your looking on his face.
“Better?” he asks with a curious face. “We’re your kidnappers. Shouldn’t you be like… scared?”
“Oh I’m completely aware that you are. I knew that when I saw mr. braid. What’s his name.. draken? Yeah. Cause’ you know, no one has, nor wants, half shaved half-braided hair. Nothing against him though, it looks nice on him!” you ramble as you squeak out the last part because the blond, draken, had appeared behind the man with a guard along side him.
“Go out of the room, hanma. Take that useless guard with you. I’ll come out and after that you can come in, until then, hurry your lazy ass up and get out.” he snarls as hanma rolls his eyes, patting the guard on the back comfortingly as they walked out of the room, the large doors slaming shut causing the sound of the banged metal echo through the rest of the cell and room where draken still stood.
“So.. I’m assuming you’re what.. the headmaster? You’re all dreamy, royalty and all, and everyone fears you because you’re a murderer now, right? Bad family? What..?” you blab to start a conversation; draken was not amused at all to say the least.
“I’m asking the questions here, missy.” he starts before being (rudely) cut off by you.
“What are you, an interrogator agent? Come onnnn” you say as you roll your eyes and sigh.
“Do you manage those cameras up there?” you ask suddenly, catching him off guard as he stares at the camera while deciding his answer carefully; “yes, I do.”
“Really? Like actually? So if I were to strip down, you could watch me and jerk off from the sight that I would display for you on the camera?” you joke as you look at him with a smirk, him showing a deadpanned face back, attempting to hide the tint of blush on his face; “guess so.” he replies simply, almost in a challenging voice.
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“Baji~ I know you’re there. Show me your pretty long hair, would ya’?” you coo as he groggily shuffles over to you, a huff coming out of his mouth in both annoyance and his aching tiredness from you so far.
“What do you want you sadist..?” he says as he looks past you into the cell and then reverts his attention to you.
“I may be a sadist, but more of a masochist. Anyways, can you bring hanma in here please? I know you want nothing more than a break from me, so it would be best for you to get him I would think.” you ask as you bat your eyelashes sarcastically.
“Okay.” he says finally as he turns around and walks out, leaving just you and the camera.
You pulled up your sleeve and pulled out the dagger from where you had stole it from baji, aiming and hitting the camera lense perfectly to shut it off and make the camera line go down until it was repaired. Perfect.
Just then, hamna aproached your cell, tapping on it to alert you from your trance.
“What did you need, doll face?” he asks as he looks at the destroyed camera and then back at you with an interested smile.
“My camera is broken and I don’t know how! It would be a shame if you guys couldn’t have a view on me 24/7 now…” you explain with a sarcastic plea at the end as you stare at him hopefully.
“You really are something, aren’t you? I’ll have a guard come and get a replacement while we move you to another cell-“
“what about with you?” you interupt
“What?” he ask, caught off guard from this remark.
“Well…you managed to capture me when baji and draken couldn’t, with good tactics after a half of mile of running, even I was tired and I do- er did, track at my school!” you exclaim to him through the cell bars.
“You just want to seduce me.” he says with a smirk as you perk up at the word.
“Well that’s a plus for me, but mainly because it’s so lonely here…” you say with a pleading smile.
“Alright fine, I’ll move your pathetic ass into my room. Do anything funny and I’ll kill and throw you out like trash, hear me?” he says as he walks out soon after.
“Okay.” you reply with a satisfied smile.
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“They’re all moved in sir, anything else I can do for you?” guard says as he bows to hanma and after being excused to leave, they bow and walk out of the room. This left a very empty yet comfortable silence, resulting to hanma then turning to you with a sigh and a shit-eating-grin.
“Well you got what you wanted.” he says as he motions you into the room.
“And since I don’t have another bed, you’re on your own to find out where you sleep in here.”
He says as he walks over to his bed, laying down on it as he is ready to go to bed.
“Wait!” you exclaim as he raises his head.
“Can I sleep with you? It will be cold on the floor or in a chair…” you ask, almost beg, as you stare at the floor.
“Ouhh? With me? Fine by me cupcake. I have satin sheets anyhow, better than the other two have on their beds.” He explained to you as you crawl onto your side of the bed, snuggling comfortably into the silky sheets in hopes for, finally, a comfortable and good nights rest.
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“What the hell draken!? That was mine!” you wake up to baji yelling in another room.
“No???Just because I’m better at Monopoly than you are doesn’t mean I can’t buy things you want!” you hear draken yell back.
There was a loud crash and a bang as you assumed they had tackled eachother. baji prob attacked draken lmao
You sigh as you roll over from the brightness, coming face to face with hanma’s back as you hear him shuffle beside you as they had awoken him too.
“Ehh… sorry!” you say as you get up from the bed and walk to where you little amount of things were, grabbing clothes to change into.
You pondered asking for new clothes, but you figured you wouldn’t ruin your welcome too soon and make then think you were a big spender since you had just arrived last night and all.
“What, you tryna’ get in my pants or s’mthin? What gives you the okay to snuggle up that close to me?” he says after a while, a smirk on his face as you turned to him in disbelief.
“No I am not! What makes you think that? I had just woken up, and I’ll have you know that sun is very bright, so I turned away from it like a normal person does early morning.” you said as you turned back and grabbed your shirt and shorts.
“But you remember that I stated to sleep on your side of the bed since we’re not too comfortable yet, right? You got dementia or sum?” he teases again, making you start to become agitated with his stubborness.
“Yes, I know dummy. I had just woken up! I was rolling over from the light and bumped into your back, that’s all.” you explain as you huff and walk towards the bathroom to change.
“You can wake up on the other side of the-“
“BED! YES I KNOW, SHUT UP ABOUT IT HANMA!” you yell from inside the bathroom as he forms a smile and laughs to himself.
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“Dude, hanma.. you are very comfortable with y/n now, ya’ realize that?” baji says as hanma takes a sip of his cocktail, pondering on that thought before glancing over at you and returning his eyes back to baji and his lap-dancer.
“I tolerate them.” he says as baji rolls his eyes and shakes his head.
“Clearly, you normally wouldn’t let anyone sit within 3 yards of you and look at her, sitting on the same couch as you!” he exclaims as he motions to the couch you both sat on.
“Maybe I’ve grown on him-“
“No, y/n. Don’t start that shit.” hanma cuts you off as you laugh from his glare.
“Alright well I have to go and get some stuff, draken needs to go do his “manly stuff” and chop wood, and you two.. do whatever.” baji sighs as he gets up and walks out, draken following suit later with an axe to his side.
“More than anything it seems like I’ve grown onto you.” hanma says with a smirk as he gives the empty glass to a waiter as he watches the lap-dancer prance out of the room then looked at you.
“Noo, like baji said, you used to be a big bad wolf around others and look, I’m sitting right here next to you. Plus, with you looking at that girl, theres no way I stand a chance against her and her moves.” you say with a satisfied smile as hanma gets up from the couch to walk in front of you.
“You do realize while you have been saying all of this.. shit, you have been flashing me with your short shorts, right?”
“Not intentionally.” you say as you turn away, drinking from your wine with a faint blush approaching your cheeks.
“Wanna’ dance?”
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“Urgent news today. We greive yet another loss named (name, last name). They were found near a creek close by the vilage of Blizzard, seems to have been discarded after a brutal battering. We’ll have more info to come on her but our prayers go out to their family. No worries because we are trying our hardest to try and find the killers of this innocent young lady. And that’s all for today folks on the 918 News Channel and have a wonderful afternoon to all.”
“Discarded just like the rest, really thought she was something, huh?”
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Wow, that was a lot. Should I continue this?? I kinda left it in a cliffhanger I guess 😀🤚
Hello, I want to ask for a hc of mudano, masumi and shiki of how they spend their free time with you
Mudano
early early morning walks or really late walks
late walks to the convenience store grabbing a snack and eating it while sitting on the curb together. when you get cold he always gives you his jacket which you love so you can see his tattoo. you’ll snuggle into him for more warmth and he’ll stay still as long as you want him to.
you make him wear a beanie whenever you go on late walks he refuses and secretly tries to take it off without you noticing but you always notice and put it right back on him. he usually gives up and wears the stupid hat cause he knows it makes you happy.
when his hands get cold because again he refuses to wear gloves he won’t complain but will go behind you to put his hands in your well actually his coat pockets since you always end up with his coat on. but he’ll come behind and put his hands in your pockets and lay his chin on ur shoulder with a blank face (he loves doing this dw)
i think he would love a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant he would probably get a private room but he loves sitting and eating something fancy with you he likes watching you eat and how happy you are with your food. he also enjoys the food i feel like this man loves a nice fancy plate of dinner.
that’s all i have for mudano 😔 i need to catch up on the last couple chapters!! i’ve been lacking so sorry!
Masumi
scary movies!!!!
he loves planning a scary movie night. going to the store buying your guy’s favorite snacks/candy and popcorn. the store is one of the best parts of movie night you guys love goofing off and playing games in the store it’s part of the whole experience. he likes to scare you when you guys are in different isles. also wearing your favorite slippers so you guys can slide down the isles.
before you guys even start watching the movie he will scare you about 30 times before it has even started. he loves when you cling to him seeing the fear on ur face he thinks it’s the cutest thing ever.
he also cannot hold back blurting things out in the movie and right after he’ll put his hand over his mouth realizing what he did lol.
masumi seems like a very childish person so making plans to go out can be hard but that’s where you come in and plan it all out.
that’s all i have for masumi it’s hard for me to read his character :)
Nicolas Brown head cannons (yes there are NSFW ones) (i never finished this and i might never add on to it but i’m posting it cause yes)
• whenever wherever he will slap, grab, massage your ass. He doesn’t care who’s there who’s watching it doesn’t matter. he loves watching your face heat up and you fiddle with your hands in embarrassment but he knows you love it. He’ll stand right behind you and literally hold your ass with both of his hands on each cheek, if you try and move his hands away or walk a little forward so you’re out of his grasp he will walk forward do the same thing squeeze your ass harder and lean down to your ear height and say something like “what’re you doin? this is mine isn’t it? quit movin.” you look up at him with flushed cheeks and look away again out of shyness but you don’t protest as a smirk grows on his face.
• He knows when you feel insecure by your body language and movements seeing tears building up in your eyes as you look at yourself in the mirror trying to hide your tears you wipe your eyes and breathe in and out. not knowing he’s watching you or even in the room you see him standing there with a slanted smile he signs ‘what are doing?’. you wave your hand over your face signifying it’s nothing but he stops you grabbing your arm shaking his head wanting you to tell him.
- you make him scratch your back and if he stops you push your back closer to him and groan he usually says something like “u are so high maintenance baby” and u say “but i’m your princess you shouldn’t complain” he hums and agrees and continues to scratch ur back
- you like to hold your boob for comfort when you sleep but when draken sees you holding ur own boob he gets jealous and takes ur hand off and does it for you. he likes to mess with you though. “accidentally” pinching ur nipple or squeezing your boob. he laughs when your half asleep and can’t help but moan but when he does it again you groan and say “ken enough” he acts innocent and says “my fingers slipped not my fault ur nipples are hard” 😭 you usually hit him when he says this.
- he LOVES to mock you especially in the mornings or when you’re needy he says things like “wah wah scratch my backkk” “kennn” “kennnyyyy” “pleaseee” in a whiny voice to piss you off. you usually hit him with what he says in bed to embarrass him “you’re so good princess oh u make me feel so good” “you’re the best oh right there” you say in a manly mocking tone while u pretend to fuck the table. he says “okay okay that’s enough” but when you keep going and don’t stop annoying him he usually starts chasing you and you chase him until you guys get tired.
- he likes to make you breakfast
- makes you get out of bed by literally dragging you or picking you up. you usually hit him when he does this but he can’t even feel it he’s too strong.
- let’s you yell at him as much as you want (especially when you’re on your period) he sits there and takes it. then you apologize and cry in his arms and he affirms you. he’s the best.
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