Your sister is getting married and you hate her soon to be husband. When you feel like you may lose one thing, will you hold on tighter to something else?
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bimbote: yes i did private all of the rabbit and the wolf and am currently rewriting and publishing it. im sorry to anyone who loved the original but that was during a time i was first getting back into writing and i honestly hated how i wrote it. it'll be the same premise and story line just hopefully better ! ๊จ๏ธ
Only the sound of the night insects and wind fill the air. The two of you were as silent as ever. The two most dangerous Anbu of the leaf. You could catch the briefest glimpse of Kakashiโs mask as you run towards the meeting point. Usually, for a mission there wouldnโt be a meeting point so close to the target but you and Kakashi always did things a little differently when it was just the two of you. As you enter the small clearing, Kakashiโs back is to you, hands in his pocket with that casual arrogant slouch to his stance. He doesnโt even turn to you before speaking.
โWhereโs your head at? Youโre slow tonight. Donโt drag me down.โ
His stance straightens as he turns to you, facial expressions hidden behind a wolfs mask. Even though you couldnโt see it, you felt his gaze lock with yours and you knew the exact expression he was making. You were sure there was an annoyed furrow in his brow, along with a hint of worry that he would never allow anyone to see but you knew it was there. It would be easier just to answer him, but what fun would that be? With a rare smile, expression hidden just the same behind a rabbitโs mask, giving your limbs a stretch before plopping down on the ground. It was just a part of the dynamic between the two of you, you loved getting under his skin and for some reason he put up with you. ย Kakashi runs a frustrated hand through his hair, the light of the moon smacking it seems more silver than white. Almost made you want to run your own fingers through it.
โYour sister?โ He questions before sitting down next to you, leaning back in such a nonchalant way despite the circumstances. This mission truly was serious despite his attitude and your playfulness.
โYeahโฆ.โ
The only person you had left, well besides him you guessed. Both of your parents are gone, your old team, your old sensei. Thatโs probably what connected you and Kakashi, that two of you were dealt the same hand in life. But you, you had your sister, and now she was going to be someone elseโs besides yours. It wasnโt that, no, you werenโt that selfish. Your sister was not yours to monopolize, and that wasnโt what you were trying to do. The issue was you hated him; he just wasnโt good enough for her. He wasnโt smart, didnโt drive, didnโt have anything going for him. She could do so much better than him. But he made her happy, for some dumb reason he made her happy and her happiness comes before anything for you.
โI donโt want to ruin her wedding butโฆ.โ Your voice trails off as you gaze back up at the stars, knowing this is neither the time nor place to have this conversation but you never really had the luxury of time.
Kakashi sighs in frustration before finishing your sentence, โdonโt want her to marry himโ, gently knocking his shoulder into yours. Your gaze drifts to him, simply nodding. Thereโs a silence that settles between the two of you, a brief reprieve from your thoughts.
โFuck it. Letโs get this over with,โ you say after a moment too long going to stand, but before pushing yourself off the ground, Kakashi grabs your wrist stopping your movements. As your head turns to him, you notice he took off his mask that dark eye fixated on your face, โWhat?โ
Your question hangs in the air for a moment as he just stares at you.ย This was one of the few times you couldnโt read his expression, it was a look on his face you hadnโt seen before. Not saying anything as you hold his gaze, heart pounding in your chest for some unknown reason.
โYou wonโt be alone, stupidโ
Your breath hitches at his words. They were simple but the weight behind them and the look in his eye held a power over you that you didnโt think anyone possessed. He knew you too well, knew what was going through your mind, through your heart. Honestly, you didnโt know what to do or how to feel at his words. Because the unspoken part wasnโt that you just wouldnโt be alone, you wouldnโt be alone because you had him. And with the way he looked at you, you didnโt want to think about what that meant to either of you.
With an awkward laugh, ripping your wrist free to stand up while putting your mask back on, โWell of course, I know that. Like hell if I would be worried about that.โ
Kakashi gaze holds yours even behind your mask, but once you whip your head in the other direction fiddling with your gear he sighs heavily before standing up alongside you.
Pulling out the mission scroll, before clearing your through still avoiding his face, โLetโs go over this one last time just to make sure we arenโt just stealing things for funโ
The two of you go over the finer details of the mission before heading back off. Unfortunately for you, there were no enemies to take your mind off the previous events. Still a bit in your head about your sisterโs wedding and now also about what Kakashi said. You could feel his gaze shifting to you as you uncharacteristically silently make your way back to the Leaf. Once returned, before heading home, the two of you must stop at the Hokageโs office to hand over the retrieved intel.
โNice to see the two didnโt niceโ The Third says without even looking up from his work.
โThank you, Lord Hokage.โ your tone holding an air of professionalism, no one has ever heard from you. Hiruzon head shoots up at your words. You werenโt one to show respect to authority, especially him.
โUhm, your welcome.โ He stated more as a question. His eyes darting between you and Kakashi, the look on Kakashiโs face almost mirroring his own.
โIf thatโs allโ you say before leaving without waiting for a response.ย Kakashi turns to follow you out before he is called back, you donโt even wait for him as you make your way out.
โDid something go wrong during the mission?โ Hiruzon asks, only briefly showing concern. ย
Kakashi just scoffs with a roll to his eyes, โOf course not.โ
โThen what? She showed respect to me, there must be a problem,โ eyes attempting to catch Kakashiโs eye, but Kakashi quickly cocks his head in the other direction. A small smirk started to form along Hiruzonโs face, believing the situation to be something a bit more than what happened.
Unfortunately, Kakashi catches on to the concept quickly, face heating up to the point where his ears burn. The old man was just doing this to irritate him, Kakashi knew that, turning his back on the Hokage swiftly leaving his office. Kakashi grows more annoyed about the situation as he makes his way home. It was all so stupid, he couldnโt understand why any of that even matter to you. Everyone you love dies anyways, he knew you knew that more than anyone. Your sister wasnโt dead; she wasnโt even leaving the village. The two of you faced more danger in an hour than she will ever or has ever faced in her life. What sense did it make for you to fear being alone? Even without her, you werenโt alone, right? It shouldnโt matter to him anyways, he already knew he would need to distance himself from you. He had always been too close to you but now it was getting worse. When he said that you wouldnโt be alone, he told himself that he meant your sister, but he knew he meant himself and that if he held breath in his lungs, you wouldnโt be alone. But that was just stupid as your thoughts and dangerous ones at that, when you love, you lose. You were his last bit of love left, and he should lose it on his own terms.
The same dilemma Kakashi was going through, you were dealing with the same thrice fold. You didnโt even realize you were in your home until the sound of water hits your ears. Of course, a bath. Itโs what your mother used to do, one of your first memories. Even as a toddler, your temperament had never been good. ย When your mind loses itself, she used to run you a bath with water just above what you could stand and then having you soak in there until the water became cold. You werenโt even sure if it would work anymore but at the very least it may take your mind off everything else but her. But as you sink further into the steaming tub, as much as you tried to think of your mother everything reminded you of your sister. She really took after her in not just looks but personality as well. It made you think about how truly opposite the two of you were. She could simply be described as an earth-bound angel.
While you on the other hand, were truly your fatherโs daughter. It was so strange how to worked itself out, both daughters being one or the other parent. You had his face, his temper, his skill, everything that had made him into the man and ninja that he was. That was the curse though, you received all his bad qualities and none of your motherโs good ones. But thatโs what made you a great ninja just like your father and what made you so afraid of losing your sister. Your father was nothing, without your mother, she held all his broken pieces together and your sister was the same for you. And now you were going to lose her, then you would have no one, and what would become of you after. But no, apparently that wasnโt true was it, the thought brought you back to what Kakashi said. โYou wonโt be alone, stupidโ. Even if you wouldnโt admit it to yourself, part of you hoped he meant himself, that he would always be there for you as he always has been in his own way. Even when he had his own squad and now having his own team, he was always your partner, never letting you to face things alone even when other people did.
Turning over to scream into your pillow, there was too much for you to think about, too much on your mind. There were things you never wanted to think about crowding your thoughts. Fuck. ย It was too late to go out and train, you donโt even know what your sister would do if you were late for her wedding activities. So, you just decided to focus on your bath and preparing for bed. Sitting on the edge of the tub as your bath runs, beginning to detangle your hair. Having your hair texture was inconvenient to your line of work, no matter what style you put it in, unless it was protective, it always ended up tangled you didnโt understand how. You knew your sister wanted you in braids, so you were going to start the process early before youโre dragged along behind her for the next two days. You spend the night getting all your stuff together and relaxing, it was going to be a long two days.
Day before Wedding
You had no clue how you were going to get through this day, you were exhausted, but as your sister opened her door the smile on her sisterโs face was going to be the only thing keeping you going, along with a bottle of sake. There was no way you would get through this sober, full day of getting primped and finalizing wedding things with Aki, your sister and her soon-to-be husband.
โAre you drunk?โ Akiโs shining face asks as she lets you in, seeing how happy you are to be there.
You laugh her off, shaking your head holding up your bottle โNot yet big sister but I will get there. Iโm being on my best behavior for you and your wedding activitiesโ
Aki looks like she is about cry, yanking you into a hug, โyou really love me, you really do.โ
โWell yeah I kind of have toโ you say as you gently push her off you, โbut of course I do, now whatโs first. Hair, I presume?โ
โDuh, sissy, thatโs whatโs going to take the longest.โ
โYes, yes, yes, of course Iโm so sillyโ
Your sister leads you into her living room where there are chairs set up for the two of you to get your hair done. The two of you sit down while she catches you up on the past wedding preparations and everything else that needs to be done. Despite the circumstances, it was so nice to see how happy your sister was. You would do anything to keep that smile on her face. The two of you continue light conversation until the braiders get there.
โKakashi is going to be keeping you in check, right?โ Aki laughs looking over at you while getting the last finishing touches of her braids done. You sigh heavily at this and take another shot of sake; you had been indulging through the whole process especially the times that man came to check on your sister.
โYes maโam, and Iโll be on my best behavior for you. But also, if you just want to cancel everything and dump him thatโs completely fine.โ You state, trying to be nonchalant but hopeful, nonetheless. She laughs and hits your arm.
โI love him.โ
โI know.โ
And you did know, you truly never seen such a light in your sister until she met him. No matter your feelings on him, or your fears, your sisterโs happiness came first and he made her happy. She loved him. That was one thing you could not deny.
Wedding Day
Right now, you are getting your final touches done, braids pulled into an elegant low bun and flowers were being placed around it. They were different shades of yellow, complimenting your brown skin and yellow kimono perfectly. Aki couldnโt help herself saying how beautiful you looked today as if today wasnโt her own wedding day. She, of course, looked beautiful and radiant, it almost brought tears to your eyes, but you wouldnโt dare mess up the makeup artistโs work.
You take a deep swig of sake before turning to Aki, โItโll never be too late you knowโ.
Aki says your name in that stern voice your mother always used before shaking her head at you,
โAlright! I just had to ask one more time before you really committedโ
Before you could even try one last time a knock came at the door. This must be a sign that she must get married to this horrible man. After a heavy sigh, you tell them to come in. It was Kakashi. He of course looked handsome, he always did, still with the mask and headband covering his eye.
โI clean up nice, yeah?โ You give a little twirl and almost stumble. Maybe you shouldnโt have drank so much without eating anything. He huffs with a roll of his eye as he stabilizes you.
โSheโs been drinking.โ Aki laughs, as cheerful as ever. You smile and take another shot.
โJust a little, here take one with meโ You hand him a glass and pour one for each of you. โThe bride to be wants to stay as coherent as possible apparently.โ You both clink cups and somehow, he drinks without having his face be shown even though you both have seen his face before.
โI love you Aki and want nothing more than your happiness. And whatever that means for you, youโll have it and Iโll make sure you have itโ This statement almost brought tears to her eyes. She was so sensitive, you think, as her artists dabs away the tears before they fall.
โI love you too. And Iโm so happy, especially with having you here with me.โ She smiles brightly and you give her hand a squeeze. You leave to wait to walk her down the aisle. ย
Kakashi raises a brow at you, โYou good?โ He asks as you seem to exhale for the first time since he arrived.
โYeah, sheโs happy. So, Iโm happy.โ You say reluctantly. He slips you a flask and you give him a slight smile as you take another sip, he does the same and puts it away before leaving to take his seat.
The palms of your hands were starting to feel warm as you were waiting for your sister. Why the hell were you so nervous, youโve been in actual life threating situations for godโs sake. But the feeling got even worse as your sister appeared in front of you.
โOh wow, you look so beautiful Aki. Dad would have lost it and taken you away.โ You laugh as you reluctantly loop your arm around hers.
โYea, which is why I would have told mom to walk me, but now I have you to walk meโ
You sharply exhale,โ yeahโ
Aki nudges you so that youโll turn and face her, โand youโll always have me. Always.โ. You chuckle with a shake of your head, Aki doing what Aki does best, keeping you together. It was going to be alright, yeah, it was.
The wedding was beautiful; her idiot husband did cry when he saw your sister, which you guessed was a good thing. Thatโs what people say at least. She radiated nothing but joy and love as she read her vows to him. But now that the ceremony was over, it was time to party. The bad influence that you were, you kept feeding Kakashi drinks making both of yโall pretty drunk by the end of the night. As the night turns to end, your sister makes Kakashi walk you home even at your insistence that you were one of the strongest in the leaf and could get home just fine by yourself. Kakashi knew better than to defy your sister though, so he took you home, more like the two of you stumbled to your house.
โShe looked so pretty and he just looked so, blehโ you say annoyed doing your best to unlock your front door. Youโre hiccupping as you basically fall into the house with Kakashi behind you.
โYou look gorgeous thoughโ Kakashi says leaning on your door frame causing you to spin on your heels.
โI told you I clean up nicely!โ You yell, laughing at the way it looks like he would just sink into the frame. Beckoning him to come inside as you finally take out of that headache inducing bun. The flowers fall around you as the braids sweep your back.
โYou should probably stay, youโre drunkโ you laugh at the fact that Kakashi is still glued by the door looking at you, you raise a brow โWhat?โ
He just stumbles to sit on your couch, taking his mask and headband off. You follow suit and lay down putting your head in his lap. His lap was so warm and comfortable.
โHmm, maybe you are a little handsome like all the girls say.โ You turn in his up to look up at him, reaching to touch his face while he looks confused at you.
โA little?!โ He frowns as you giggle, tracing your fingers over his jaw.
โYes, a little. Or maybe I just canโt seeโ grabbing his face with both of your hands, pulling him down for a better view. Oh, that may have been a mistake because now it feels like you canโt breathe with how close he is. This is not how it should be going. The two of you were just friends, childhood friends at that and you donโt like being just a clichรฉ, but you still canโt breathe and youโre looking directly into his eyes as if for the first time.
He breathes out your name, and you just blink up at him. You could easily blame this on alcohol; both very drunk and never this close. After what seemed like hours going by of just looking at each other, youโre the first one to cave. You kiss him.
Sylus couldn't get in contact with you and he knew that being a hunter was a dangerous job but what you had wasn't an injury to your body per say. It was an injury to your immune system. AKA Sylus taking care of you when you're very very sick
OB: Hi I started writing this while i had covid back in august and I'm working on clearing out all of my old fic drafts so bear with me on any other updates
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A groan escapes your lips as you forcefully peel your eyes open. Your throat hurts, your head hurts, your body hurts, everything hurts. It took you a bit to register that the banging wasnโt in your head, but it was at your front door. Every cell in your body screaming at you to stay in your bed, but the knocking just wouldnโt stop.
As you sit up out of bed, your head immediately spins from the sudden motion.
โFuck,โ you attempt to steady yourself before fully getting out of bed, but it was hard. You tried to take a deep breath but that just caused you to have a coughing fit. The burn in your throat and chest is almost unbearable. The toll of whatever sickness you had had a harsher effect on your body than you thought. Initially, you assumed you could have just slept off whatever it was but now you were so sure.
Slowly, you struggle your way to the front door, blanket securely wrapped around you since you were freezing. Eventually, you get your door open as you glare at a well-dressed chest, your eyes racking up to see the owner of said chest. It was, of course, Sylus.
โWell, hello there, kitten. Nice to finally see you.โ He smirks down at you for just a moment before noticing the state you were in, gently pushing you back to enter your space, closing the door behind him.
โWhat are you doing here Sylus?โ You ask, your voice is scratchy and hoarse. ย Sylus brow creases as he gives you a once over.
โMephesto claims you havenโt left your house in two days, and you havenโt been answering my messages or phone calls.โ He says as he raises a hand to your forehead to gauge your temperature. You swat his hand away as you realize what he was saying. Two days? You havenโt left for two days??? You were just at work yesterday when you got sent home, right? Holding your hand out, you request him to hand you his phone which he does with no complaint. Ignoring the picture of the two of you as his lock screen and notice that in fact it had been two entire days since you had been home. You shove his phone back into his hand and shuffle back to your room to look for your phone. There it sat on your nightstand, still on the charger, opening it up to see several messages and missed calls from Sylus of course but some from Luke and Kieran, a few from Jenna and Tara telling you to get well soon, along with a few from Rafayel, Xavier, and Zayne.
โI-โ you stutter as you sit down on your bed, โ I guess Iโve been in and out of sleep this whole time.โ You say with a frown, attempting to rub the pain out of your head. As you go through the numerous texts, a coughing fit erupts making Sylus run over to rub your back. He tries to soothe you as your fit dies, rubbing your back gently as you calm down, taking the blanket from around you, pushing you to lay down and tucking you in. You hadnโt even realized that you were truly TUCKED in until Sylus is running a hand over your cheek and you canโt move.
โLet me out Sylusโ You struggle from how tightly he tucked you in, but you didnโt have any real strength in you to get out.
โNo can do, kitten. Youโre sick and Iโll just have to take care of you.โ He puts his hand on your forehead to truly check your temperature. You were burning up and it took everything in Sylus to keep a neutral face, he was worried about you. He had originally thought, you had just buried yourself in work again but seeing you in this state does something to his heart that he doesnโt like. You were such a strong woman and now where you were, weak and frail and not from any wanderer just from what was probably the common cold. ย
โIโll be fine, I can take care of myself.โ You refute, struggling yet again but not putting up much of a fight. Theres a slight twitch in Sylus expression as he watches you.
โPleaseโ Sylus voice comes out just above a whisper and you stop moving. It caught you off guard and you stopped fighting. โThank you, so stubbornโ he kisses the top of your head as you scoff.
You hadnโt even realized that you were falling asleep until you were being woken up by Sylus gently.
โWhatโs going onโ you look around confused as you attempt to sit up, Sylus grabs your arm helping you as a rag falls off the top of your head.
โYou have to eat something Kitten.โ Sylus states as he grabs a bowl of some type of soup putting the spoon up to your mouth. You take a sip of it without complaint, it soothes but hurts your throat at the same time causing a groan to come out of your mouth. Sylus inhales a deep breath, gripping the spoon harder. You werenโt getting better, if anything it seemed like you were getting worse. Your skin was getting pale, your temperature wasnโt going down, and all you were doing was sleeping and while you were sleeping you were shaking. You were in cold sweat; he had to change the rag on your head almost every thirty minutes.
โIt hurts, Syโ You grimace after you try to swallow another spoon full of soap. Your voice was so weak, you looked so frail, it was literally breaking his heart to see you like this.
Sylus puts down the bowl, โJust lay down sweetie.โ He helps you get back under the covers and before he can even get back with another towel for your head, youโre asleep.
Now Sylus was a prideful man for sure, but for you, for you he would do anything, for you he would put aside his pride. He knew he couldnโt just call any sort of doctor because of the aether core in your heart, so he knew he had to call your doctor, Doctor Zayne. But oh, did he hate Dr.Zayne, YOUR Dr.Zayne. Sylus just knew that man was in love with you, your childhood friend who spent his life becoming a heart surgeon and then being your personal doctor. Tsk, heโs heard of the whole childhood friends to loverโs trope, he wasnโt a dumb man. He wasnโt dumb, but he was desperate, and he needed you to get better. It had already been a full day since he had been in your place, and you just kept getting worse. Begrudgingly he picked up your phone and did what he had to do. ย
You donโt remember much in your sick haze. It was hard to even distinguish what was really going on or what was part of your fever dreams. You lucidly remember Sylus waking you up to give you soup and take medicine. You think you remember Zayne coming in which would make sense, he is your doctor, but you also remember Xavier? Maybe you werenโt particularly sure, it wouldnโt really make sense for him to be there, but you were sure you remembered seeing him.
Eventually, you gain a full sense of consciousness. Surprisingly, your body doesnโt ache like it has been and there isnโt an immense pressure in your head. You attempt to sit up when you notice a hand holding onto your arm, and attached to the hand was Sylus. A soft smile spreads on your face as you see him sitting most likely uncomfortably in a chair next to your bed. His head was laid beside you and his hand grasping onto your arm. You had no clue had long he had been there or how long he had been taking care of you. The pill bottles, half eaten soup and cups of water you donโt remember drinking or taking had to have come from somewhere and it wasnโt you.
โAh, I see the kitten has finally stirred from her hibernation.โ Sylus exhausted face meets your curious eyes.
โYeah, Iโm feeling much better.โย You say with a yawn and a stretch. The gaze he is giving you makes you feel small, causing you to turn away from him, โthank youโ
His hand reaches out to grab your chin gently, โYou had me worried, sweetie. You had a respiratory infection and pneumonia. What would have happened to you if I wouldnโt have come?โ His jaw is set tight and you donโt think you would ever see the feared Onychinus leader looking scared. He was scared, scared he was going to lose youโฆ...again.
โโฆโฆ Iโm sorry but you took care of me and Iโm fine now. Yeah?โ You say turning your head out of his hands in more embarrassment as you busy yourself with straightening out your night stand. As you pick up the bottle of pills, you notice you see that Zayne prescribed these. You glance between the bottle and then at Sylus.
He scoffs before taking the bottle from your hand, putting it back down โWell of course I had to reach out to your doctor. Your fever wouldnโt go down.โ
โBut you hate Zayne?โ ย You questioned as you tilt your head in a way that was way too cute for Sylus.
โI do not hate the doctor. I just donโt like how friendly he is with you on the occasion.โ He scoffs at the giggle you let out, โAnd Iโm aware that you are childhood friends, but the man should have some boundariesโ
That makes you laugh even harder, not THE Sylus Quin talking about boundaries. He wouldnโt know a boundary if it shot him in the heart. It was sweet, he was being so sweet.
โYeah, I thought seeing him was just a fever dream I was having actually. Funny enough, I thought I also saw my friend Xavier here.โ
The noise that leaves Sylus had you holding back the biggest laugh that you could possibly muster. So in fact you had not imagine Xavier, he had actually been there and surprisingly Sylus let him in.
โAnother one of your โfriendsโ who needs to work on their boundaries. He came over in the middle of the night questioning about your whereabouts after sending you NUMEROUS texts and phone calls. He was insistent on seeing you or he would have gotten your little hunter association involved and I didnโt think you would want that.โ He groans with this cute pout on his face. โIt seems you have a lot of these type of โfriendsโ who lack any type of boundaries. You should work on that sweetie.โ
You reach out to grab his face making him look at you, his gaze softened when he saw your face โThank you for taking care of me, Sy.โ
He grabs your hand a places a small kiss upon the back of it, โOf course Kittenโ
(Angst?) Can you please do one where Miguel and y/n are dating, but when Miguel is showing Miles the Spiderverse, y/n notices a canon event out of the corner of her eye. Turns out, it is a canon event for Miguel to kill y/n (either it is an accident, or he is mind controlled by an anomaly). Turns out heโs been hiding it from because he didnโt want her to leave him, and he didnโt want her to try and stop the canon from happeningย
HI! I took a bit of creative liberties with the prompt but I hope you like it, if you don't just lie and tell me you do. - OB <3
Because He Loved You
Miguel x F!Reader
Save the multiverse this. Cannon event that. Rules only apply to everyone else, but not Miguel himself.
Angst. Hurt/No Comfort. MDNI. This isn't a continuation of Mansplain but I like to think they're the same spiderwoman in my head.
OB note: SURPRISE, yeah it usually takes me longer to put out requests but I've had more free time so requests are still open & I'm still taking requests from the 200 follower event. <3
You knew the reason he was the way he was. Harsh. Rude. Aggressive. You knew of his pain and understood it the best way that you could. He had lost so much; it was a mystery to you as to how he could function the way he did from that loss. But here was a kid that reminded you so much of yourself. Bright eyed and bushy tailed, experiencing all that being a spider person meant to be and having loss help in your heart already. Truthfully, the immediate bond you felt with Miles when he appeared in headquarters made you think of the brothers you had lost. He was so much like them, so much like you. It made a soft spot in your heart that you didnโt know was there. And thatโs what leads you to speaking with Miguel and attempting to have him explain in a gentle way the effects of cannon events.
โMig.โ You start as your fingers skim over his facial features, your gentle demeanor making his movements falter. โYou canโt do this to him, heโs just a boy he doesnโt knowโ
โI know, I justโฆโ Miguel starts before his own voice trails off, not knowing how to put his feelings into words. It was all too much. Too much for you, and way too much for him.
โYou just have to show him Mig, Iโm sure he will understand then. You know itโs hard to understand the magnitude of whatโs going on unless you can see it for yourself.โ You start as youโre stroking the sides of his face to calm him, โhe canโt know unless you show him.โ
Miguel pushes his face more into your palm, surrendering to the calmness that it provides him. You were his comfort; you provided him with the humanity that he thought he lost. Oh, how he loved you. The soft look in your eyes as you cradled his face in the security of your hand. The knowledge of the specific reasons of the importance of the multiverse granted to you for the first time between the sheets of the bed you shared for the first time.
Now where you stood, watching Miguel explain the importance of cannon events, how they needed to happen in order to keep the universe intact. As you watch his and other spiders past fly through your vision, something catches your eye. Yes, you knew that Miguel had made it through the collapse of two universes, but it was a sensitive topic for him, so you didnโt bring it often, if at all. But something for the first time caught your eye as you were watching his โpresentationโ. And it was you, for the first time you saw yourself in one of these โcanon eventsโ. The things you saw, the visions hitting you like a freight train, you didnโt know how to handle any of it. At the realization, you snuck off from the situation that Miguel and Miles were going through to figure out what the hell you thought you could possibly be seeing.
โMargo.โ You call out more quietly than you expected for how strong your voice is normally. Even with the softness in your voice, of course she hears you.
โYes maโam.โ Her answer coming from thin air as she appears before you.
โI-โ you begin before trying to decide on what to say and ask for. โI need your helpโ The seriousness in your voice surprised her for a moment, you werenโt usually one to ask for help with anything so she would be there for you for anything that you needed in that moment. She gave you the information that you needed, files that you never thought to access because you didnโt think they were of importance to you.
All you could do was watch the scene before you on repeat. You even remember the moment so clearly in your own head as if it was just yesterday. It was the day before you thought that you would hate Miguel for the rest of your life and the day that he saved you, and the day that you fell in love with him. You had only been working at the spider society for a year then, but most of your missions were closely with Miguel, the two of you growing more and more attached by the day surprising to yourself and everyone else. But now here you were, staring at a situation that you didnโt even know about, something that you couldnโt even believe was true.
*Video from the day your universe collapsed*
โToday is the day her lab explodes, then itโll take rise to the new spider woman of her dimension.โ ย Lyla states while she watches the scene unfold before her, Migue knew that. He had seen it happen in another dimension that you were in, a variant of yourself, a cannon event. Your death would bring upon the entrance of a new spider girl. But Miguel couldnโt have happened to you, not you. He wasnโt going to lose someone again. He could remember the first day he had stumbled into your universe trying to take on an anomaly that you had already handled. You had this confident air about you that made him falter every time he tried to speak to you. It was too easy to fall in love with you, you were brilliant, talented, capable, and the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. And now? Now he was just supposed to let you go, let you die???? He couldnโt, he wouldnโt. He didnโt care about the fate of the multiverse; he cared about YOU.
Lyla didnโt even try to stop him as he made his way to your universe. He knew how to fix the problem that caused your accident. It wasnโt even anything that was your fault, you were being sabotaged by a jealous coworker. ย It was simple, he would just set everything back in your lab like it was supposed to before you realized anything was out of the ordinary. ย Simple. And then it ended up being not so simple when you were in your lab, earlier than he had expected you to be.
โOh, Oโhara. Hey, what are you doing in my universe? I know we had plans for later but I was just coming in early so I know I would be free all night for you.โ You giggle with your back turned to him as you continue working, your spidey senses giving his presence away. He almost forgot, the two of you did have a date tonight, so of course you were going to try and get your test done early. How could he have forgotten.
โ I- I just missed you.โ He claims as he walks towards you, trying to take in how far along you were your testing. He had to make sure he wasnโt too late but as you turned around to smile at him or say something him he could see the mistake that you were about to make. No words left his lips before the explosion happened; you flew back across the room. The blast caught the lab on fire and when Miguel reached you, you were out cold.
When you finally opened your eyes, you could tell that you were in headquarters infirmary. Your head was spinning as you tried to sit up, next to your bed was Miguel slumping back in a chair passed out. How long have you been out? How long had he been waiting there? You could see the dark circles under his eyes were more exaggerated than usual, his whole body screamed exhausted. Your shifting jolted him awake.
โYouโre up.โ ย He pants as heโs looking at you wide eyes, reaching to grab your face as if you were just an illusion to him.
โYeah, Iโm up.โย You say as you raise your hand to touch one of the hands that was holding your face, โWhat happened?โ
Miguel took a deep breath before he started explaining to you the accident that happened in your lab that you got knocked out last week. The explosion had destroyed the whole entire lab, and he told you that it created a tear in the dimension destroying it. Your home. Your life. Almost everything you knew was now destroyed. All you had left was the society and Miguel. The Miguel that saved you.
That was the day that you knew you had loved Miguel, the day you realized that he was the man for you. The two of you had been getting close but that was the catalyst to what yโall were today. And what yโall was a lie. Everything Miguel preaches about protecting the multiverse meant nothing. He let your universe die. He let your family and friends die. And he trapped you here with him, no where to go, no universe to space to.
The tears were sliding down your face long before you even noticed them. You were gathering your things from the apartment you and Miguel shared together, droplets hitting your hands every so often as you are throwing things in bags. In your haze and how attuned you were to Miguelโs presence you didnโt even notice him entering until his hands were on your shoulders, stopping you. At the interaction you jump back from him.
โAmor, what are you doing?โ He asks taking in your appearance, the state of the apartment, and that look in your eyes.
โI knowโ was all you said before you went back to gathering your things.
โYou know what?โ He says, โtrying to grab at your wrist to stop your movements. You didnโt even give him a chance, pulling your arm away, taking a step back from him deciding youโve gotten enough.
Your eyes narrow at him before you speak, โI know what you did Miguel, I knowโ
As Miguel takes in everything it finally hits him, what you mean. Fuck. How did you even find out??? He never even thought you would investigate that. You had complete and total faith in him. You did, you had.
He reached out for you again as you went to pass him, โWait just let me explainโ His grip tightening as you try to pull away.
โLet me go OโHara.โ
โNo.โ he says, not pulling you towards him but not letting you go. โNot until you let me explain, please.โ He spoke softly, gently to you as he tried to hold firm, but you can feel him shaking.
โIt was a cannon event, Miguel.โ
โI know but I couldnโt lose you. I couldnโt lose another good thing that happened to me. I loved you! I love you! I couldnโt just let you die. I couldnโt.โ He pleads with you, his red eyes glimmering with the threat of tears. You inhale sharply before wrenching your arm from his grip.
โBut I could lose everything and everyone, huh?โ You grab everything that could fit in your hands, turning back on him to walk out the door. ย Your hand paused on the door handle as you take a deep breath before turning to him.
โI hate you, Miguel OโHara. I hate you for what you did. I hate you for what you took from me, and I will never forgive you.โ
That was the last thing you said to him before you walked out of the apartment for the last time. Miguel just stops there, unmoving as tears involuntarily fall from his eyes. Now realizing the one thing he ever feared after being in this universe, the one thing he was afraid of losing, he lost. ย
Content: SFW, a lil suggestive but that's about it.
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No one knew how you kept getting away with it. Law must have hated it. Must have. Every time you gave Law a report or any paperwork, you sat right on the edge of his desk. It didnโt even matter if you were coming to tell him something, you would sit right on his desk legs crossed over one another as you spoke.
At first, Law hated this, and he didnโt know why. He assumed that it was because you were taking up his desk space and it was rude to bother him while he was working. But eventually, he realized it was because you were a distraction. Each time you hopped onto his desk; you distracted him. It wasnโt that you were annoying in the way you distracted him. You distracted him in the way your lips moved as you spoke. He was enchanted by your voice, even if you were just rambling about something he couldnโt NOT listen to what you had to say. Except for right now.
Right now, as you were speaking the only thing Law was focusing on was your lips. His mind going places that it shouldnโt with the thoughts he was having about where your lips could be, where they should be. It wasnโt until he realized that you were calling his name that he snapped out of his fantasies.
โCaptain Law, are you even listening to me?!โ Your face holding that adorable pout that makes him want to chuckle. You were so cute to him but no, he wasnโt going to tell you that so instead he put a small scowl on his face.
โNo, because Iโm trying to work here.โ He says as his gaze goes back to the papers and books in front of him. With a huff, you hop off his desk.
โIt wouldnโt kill you to be nicer to me, Captainโ Your little tantrum as you leave his office. If only you knew how nice he really wanted to be to you.
Pairing: Outlaw!Suguru Geto x Female Reader
Genre: Western AU
Summary:
โGettinโ train tickets ainโt easy. Where ya headed?โ
โJust a few towns over. Goinโ to visit family,โ you explain, now more relaxed with him. Something about the way he was able to soothe your nerves makes Suguru feel proud.
It also is making him clearly insane, because some sick part of Suguru begins to think he could be your family. If youโll let him.
โWhat about you?โ
His brows shoot up in surprise. Why would you want to know about him? โMe?โ
You nod quickly. โI know youโreโฆโ You lean forward and Suguru mirrors the action as shivers race up his spine when you whisper scandalously, โ...an outlaw.โ
Story Warning: Train robbery, hostage situation, lying and scheming, profanity bc bitch it's me??, dub-con, Suguru has a corruption kink, needy downbad Suguru, "virgin" reader, guns, smut, blowjob, riding, fingering, spit, thinking about spitting, i love spit, dirty fantasies, titty sucking probably, using ropes, hair pulling (lmfaooooo), threats of violence, dirty talk, inexperienced reader, spit!, overstimulation, humiliation kink, Suguru is kinda pathetic, actually real pathetic, don't get your hopes up idk
Artist Credit: @/tsumusbeloved (on twitter)
A/N: FINALLYYYYY. This has been sitting in my drafts for like 3 months!!! I hope yall enjoy!!!
Itโs the shrill screech of the metal meeting metal on the train tracks that Suguru enjoys most about his work. How this massive tank of metal carrying so many people can just fly across the country, providing beautiful views of miles and miles of desert sands and mountains. The wildlife roams free on the frontier without a care in the world. And the train just keeps going, filling the sky with thick curls of black smoke.
Yeah, this train has many people on it.
Which means, this train has plenty of goods that will soon be his.
โAh, you dropped your hat, boss.โ A smooth voice speaks behind Suguru, holding open the train door as one other clambers in. Suguru kindly grabs his hat from the man, placing it atop his head as he watches his partner take the last personโs hand, lifting them inside.
Itโs a woman, small and with strawberry blonde hair. She grabs onto the man before her. The disgust is clear on her face as her eyes roam along his body.
โCouldnโt pick another day to wear no shirt, Larue?โ She complains, spreading a small cloud of dust as she brushes her clothes off.
Larue shrugs, chuckling lightly while he closes the train door. The rushing roar of the winds finally subsides. โItโs hot as all hell outside, Manami. Why not be shirtless? Besides, it gives everyone something spectacular to gawk at.โ He motions towards his chest where his new set of ink lies โ two hearts, one where each of his nipples are.
โA drunken bet gone right, if you ask me,โ Larue had said the night after. โTheyโre gonna love these at the whorehouse.โ
โIf you twoโre finishedโฆโ Suguru begins. Both Larue and Manami straighten up. โI wanna get in โn outta here. No funny business. Larue, take the back of the train. Better for you to be there in case the conductor gets any ideas. Grab what โya can get your hands on โ jewels, shoes, money. Donโt matter.โ Suguru taps his chin in thought, running through his mental list to make sure he hasnโt forgotten anything. โOh! And donโt forget to check the bars for any spoons or forks. Yโknow what that silverโs worth. Me โn Manami will take the front of the train.โ
Larue nods, no further instruction needed and Manami smiles next to him excitedly. She quickly shuffles over to Suguruโs side, looping her arm through his and Suguru rolls his eyes before slipping his arm out of her hold. Manami shoots him a pouty look before she quickly recovers, folding her arms over her chest.
โAlright, Boss. Iโm ready.โ She says with a hushed tone. Larue gives one more nod before he turns around and heads the opposite way. He slides the door slightly ajar, peering inside and just after he enters and the door has been shut and locked, Suguru and Manami hear the muffled shrieks of the passengers in the car.
โHands in the fucking air! This is a stick up!โ
Suguru peers down at Manami who is already staring up at him with eager eyes. And it takes everything in Suguru to not roll his eyes in response. She really gets on his last nerve.
โI gotta get rid of her after this one,โ he thinks as he moves past the woman and into the opposite end of the train.
He slips through the door, closing it quietly behind Manami once sheโs in. No one bothers to look up when they come in and Suguru counts his lucky stars that this will be easier than he anticipated. They make their way along the aisle, offering soft smiles to the passengers that happen to look up as they pass. Suguru thinks thereโs nothing but a bunch of carefree monkeys too relaxed and stupid as all hell on this train. They donโt even know whatโs coming and if they know whatโs good for them, they wonโt bother to fight back when they find out.
He lets Manami do the work of maintaining a mental checklist of every item worth its salt in this train car. This is where heโll leave Manami to do her part. Then Suguru will take the final car where the stragglers usually reside. Larue is already taking care of everything in the back. When heโs done, heโll pile up all the goods in an empty car and then make his rounds to grab what Manami and Suguru collect.
When they reach the end of the current car, Suguru turns to Manami who is already reaching into her blouse. She beams, eyes locked on Suguru as she slowly pulls out a pretty little Coltโs revolver. Her lips pull up at the corners, a sly grin on her face. If itโs meant to be alluring to Suguru, itโs not working. In fact itโs having the opposite effect. Itโs so annoying, the way her pupils dilate when she looks at him. Itโs only been a few months since Manami joined their group, but itโs only getting worse for Suguru. She spends half her time trying to seduce him and failing. And itโs not that Manami is unattractive. Sheโs a very beautiful woman, but sheโs not exactly Suguruโs type.
Heโs looking for someone a bit moreโฆinexperienced when it comes to this life of crime. Someone he can mold into his ideal woman, untouched by the roughness that west has to offer. Manami has been doing this for far too long, and already has habits that consistently get under Suguruโs skin. Sheโd never interest him that way.
The pink haired woman flashes Suguru her gun, pointing her chin towards the last car as a signal for him to go on. Suguru nods, spinning on his heel and heading towards his destination. And just in time too, because he hears the door on the other end of the train car close and he knows Larue has finished and has come to assist Manami.
The train car slides shut behind Suguru right as he hears the passengers scream in the car behind him. Itโs louder than the first instance and catches the attention of the passengers in his car who now stare at him with wide eyes, mouths agape like a sea of fish.
Suguru rubs the nape of his neck, frowning. Then, offering a goofy grin, he mutters, โAh wellโฆโ He reaches behind him, wrapping his nimble fingers around the cool, wooden handle tucked into his waistband. He whips out his revolver, the sun glaring off of the fancy gold weapon as Suguru aims it at the passengers who all shriek in terror. The women clutch their jewels. The men hold onto their women. And Suguru? He laughs raucously before he barks out, โPut โem up!โ
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Itโs a little surprising how easily the heist goes, but Suguru tries not to give it too much thought. You start thinking somethingโs gonna go wrong and it damn sure will. While Manami is guiding passengers into the back cars, Larue has the conductor held hostage, locked away with threats of a bullet to his skull unless he continues driving. Heโd only shown his face and quickly hid away in his cabin when Suguru told him to use his fucking brain unless he wanted it splattered across the window.
Now, Suguru finds himself roaming the cabin to see if there are any stragglers. And there is one. A very beautiful woman, at that. There you sit, in the last seat of the train car. He slowly makes his way over to you. Suguru thinks you must be some type of saloon girl. Your pretty little dress and waist neatly cinched in a leather corset is the giveaway. He glances over his shoulder, just to be sure this cabin is empty, only to find that it truly is only himself and you left. He hates having to wrangle the stragglers. Thatโs Manami and Larueโs job. And Suguru hates it even more when theyโre not doing it.
He tightens the grip on his gun, turning to give you an earful until his eyes meet yours. Theyโre so wide and glistening, like youโre on the verge of tears. Your lips are quivering, your bottom lip protruding in a pout. It reminds him of the look Manami gave him just before the heist started. Except when coming from you, for some reason, itโs bringing out a different reaction.ย
His heart rate quickens, and Suguruโs hands suddenly feel clammy and not from the heat in this train car. He can feel sweat beginning to bead on his forehead and he has to swallow to quell the dryness thatโs forming in his throat. Then heโs tucking his weapon away into his holster and moving towards you.
โI beg your pardon, maโam,โ Suguru speaks calmly as he takes the seat in front of you. You peer up at him, with apparent fear in your eyes and he wants nothing more than to see that look disappear. Usually, heโd use force to get you out and rounded up with the rest of the passengers. Heโs not sure why, but thereโs something about you that makes Suguru want to take care of you. โWhy didnโt you leave with the rest of the crowd?โ He questions.
Youโre fidgeting with the fabric of your dress in your lap, visibly shaken even as Suguru removes his hat and sets it on the seat in front of you before he sits down.
โIโโ you clear your throat and bite down on your lip, seemingly to calm your nerves.ย
โIโm not gonna hurt ya, maโam,โ he tells you softly, reassuring you. โJust wonderinโ.โ Suguru takes this time to drink in your features โ how soft you look, the way your body so beautifully fills that dress of yours, how youโve got a face that will be burned into his memory long after this encounter.
And for some reason, it also feels as if it was burned into his memory long before this encounter. Thereโs a familiarity about you that Suguru canโt quite place. Heโs certain heโs seen your face somewhere. He had been through many saloons and brothels in his time traveling the frontier. Perhaps he had run into you in one of the many establishments he frequented?ย
No. No, Suguru would remember if he saw a woman who looked like you in any of those places. You would have easily stood out in the crowd. He would have called you up to his room on any of those nights.ย
You bite down on your lip as you stare at Suguru. As afraid as you look, you donโt break eye contact. To see you so stricken with fear, and yet you steadily look him in the eye without blinking. You show courage even when faced with danger, and it does something to him.ย
The look on your face has him picturing all sorts of things about you and he doesnโt even know your name.
โI was afraid,โ you mutter quietly.ย
Thankfully so, because Suguru was just about to begin imagining a life outside of crime with you. Which is shocking in and of itself. Three minutes of simply staring at you had him visualizing a future on the prairie hanging laundry on the line while you fed the cattle.
โKeep it together.โ
โDonโt be scared. Iโm not gonna hurt nobody,โ Suguru reassures you again. He tries to calm your nerves with a smile which seems to work because he sees you visibly exhale. You return his gesture with a small smile of your own, and his imagination runs wild once more.
โPromise?โ You ask, Suguruโs smile widens.ย
โCute,โ he thinks. He wants to see more of those.
โI promise, sweetheart.โ
He can hear the way you huff, something between a laugh and a sigh of relief. And Suguru finds himself becoming more and more infatuated with you as he keeps the conversation going.
โGettinโ train tickets ainโt easy. Where ya headed?โ
โJust a few towns over. Goinโ to visit family,โ you explain, now more relaxed with him. Something about the way he was able to soothe your nerves makes Suguru feel proud.
It also is making him clearly insane, because some sick part of Suguru begins to think he could be your family. If youโll let him.
โWhat about you?โ
His brows shoot up in surprise. Why would you want to know about him? โMe?โ
You nod quickly. โI know youโreโฆโ You lean forward and Suguru mirrors the action as shivers race up his spine when you whisper scandalously, โ...an outlaw.โ
He leans back, rubbing his chin thoughtfully while he purses his lips together. His gaze is locked onto you because he wonders if youโre up to something. If youโre not as sweet and innocent as you look. But when you lean back and flutter your lashes at him, he begins to doubt it. That sweet face of yours is a rare one to see on this side of the wild west; beautiful and unscarred. You donโt look like youโve been exposed to anything more dangerous than a thunderstorm. And itโs arousing. The air of innocence that you carry has Suguru shifting in his seat, his pants suddenly feeling tighter.
This is exactly what heโs been wanting. Someone opposite of Manami, someone who is interested in his life, but not involved with crime in the least. As far as he can tell, youโre clean as a whistle. And Suguru likes to think heโs good at reading people.
โNever seen a outlaw before?โ He drawls. You shake your head, back to messing around nervously with your dress.
โNever,โ you answer softly, batting those pretty, long lashes at him. โOnly seen โem on signs. Wantedโฆdead, or alive.โ
Oh, you really are sheltered.
โWell, now youโve seen one in person.โ Suguru combs his fingers through his dark tresses, grinning like his criminal status is one to be proud of. To him, he supposes it is. โWhat dโya think?โ
You do that lip biting thing that Suguru is beginning to realize he finds cute. Maybe itโs a nervous tick, but this time it seems itโs to be you holding back a smile. Everything you do is cute to him. Everything you do is sweet, innocent, arousing.
โIโฆโ You lean forward in your seat again, and whether you realize it or not, it gives Suguru a perfect view of the swell of your breasts. Itโs a struggle to keep his focus on your face when your skin looks so smooth, and unmarred, perfect. Those plush lips of yours whisper, โ...I think itโs exciting.โ
He can only think one thought in this moment.
He wants to ruin you.
โYeah?โ
โYeah.โ
โWhatโs excitinโ about it?โ He asks, though he has an idea what it is. The travel, not being tied down to anyone or anything, the freedom this life provides. Itโs what they all say when they try to make small talk. โPretty girl like you canโt possibly know nothinโ about this life.โ
You inhale deeply, leaning back in your seat and Suguru watches closely, the way your chest rises and falls with the breath. โWell, I never seen a outlaw in person. Surely never spoke to one. Andโฆโ You purse your lips together, like youโre contemplating if you should say the next thing. But you do anyway. โI just never thought a outlaw could be so pretty.โ
His eyes widen, the corners of his lips rising with a goofy grin. โPretty?โ He chuckles, combing his fingers through his hair again. โYou really think so?โ
Heโs been called a lot of things, but pretty is not one of them.
โYep. Look at ya.โ You stand, moving quickly to cross the small gap between you both and take a seat next to him. You reach for his arm, then hesitate, pulling back for a second. You peer up at Suguru, silently asking permission and he nods. Your fingers ghost along his forearm, over his bicep, along his neck where his Adam's apple bobs with a gulp, and then your hand is cupping his cheek. Your trail leaves behind a trail of goosebumps.
And Suguruโs pants grow tighter.
Suguru has had his fair share of women and men alike during his time as a felon. But youโre particularly tempting. Heโs not sure heโs ever wanted someone as badly as he wants you right now and itโs been all of ten minutes in this train car together. But any minute now, his crew is going to come through those doors and tell him theyโre ready to go. And then Suguru will have to leave and the chances of him seeing you ever again are slim to none.ย
But on the bright side, the chances of him seeing you again are slim to none. Itโs a little sudden, but you seem like you want him with the way youโre feeling him up right about now. Maybe you'd let him bury his cock as deep as he can go, fuck you until youโre screaming his name, begging and crying on his cock. Then heโll fill you with his seed, maybe leave a baby in you to remember him by if youโre lucky and then heโll grab his spoils with Larue and the rest and go. Then he'll never see you again.ย
This desert is far and wide. Heโd have you today, then never have to face you again for the rest of his life. A woman like you? You'll be just fine. A pretty face and an even prettier smile. Though he thinks you're a bit naive. Have to be to be sitting here chatting with him like heโs some gentleman you met on a leisurely trip to see your relatives. Regardless, there will be some poor fool out there that'll be happy to have you after he's had his way with you.
โWerenโt you just daydreaming about settling down with this woman?โ
โPretty eyes,โ you hum, pulling Suguru from his filthy fantasies. โNice skin, pretty lips. Justโฆvery pretty.โ Your thumb caresses his skin and his eyes can't help but notice the way your gaze is locked to his lips. He pokes his tongue out, watching your eyes widen just slightly at the motion, as he runs the wet muscle along his lips. And heโs right back in his head, thinking of all the ways he could have you.
Thereโs no mistaking the thick tension filling the room at this moment. Like a lightning bolt hitting the same spot repeatedly. Each stroke of your fingers along his cheek only intensifies the mood. Suguruโs lips curl into a teasing smirk, and yours into one that matches. โWhy do I feel like you're trouble?โ He says.
Your smile widens, and like a magnet, Suguru finds himself slowly being drawn closer and closer to you. Even as a soft laugh falls from your lips, his mind is wiped clean of all thoughts that don't consist of you.
โMe? Thatโs funny cominโ from a outlaw like yourself,โ you mutter just as you close the distance between you, pressing your lips teasingly to Suguru's. They barely touch, truly a ghost of a touch but Suguru still has to swallow down the moan that damn near bursts from his chest the second your mouth was close enough to his.
You pull away suddenly, covering your lips as you lean away, your eyes wide with worry. โโm sorry.โ
โWhat are you apologizinโ for?โ Suguru asks, scooting closer.
โI donโt know whatโs gotten into meโฆI justโฆโ Youโre back to fidgeting with your dress again, and Suguru places a large hand over yours to stop the movement. โYouโre a criminal, and Iโm just me. I shouldnโt even be talkinโ to you.โ You stare up at him with wide eyes, and fuck he wants you.
You look so sweet, so pure looking at him like that. And he feels a little like a piece of shit because while youโre looking at him with probably innocent thoughts floating around in your head, heโs thinking about how heโd love nothing more than to cover your face in his seed.
โIโm not a bad guy,โ Suguru lies easily. โHave I done bad things?โ He shrugs, because heโs done way too many terrible things to count. Better not to give a real answer to that one. โBut Iโm enjoyinโ our conversation. The kiss was just a perk. Wouldnโt mind it if it happened again. Iโd gladly accept it.โ
โButโฆI donโt even know youโฆโ
โAll the better,โ is what he wants to say, but instead, he tells you, โAnd thatโs fine. Listenโโ he squeezes your hand gently. โBest part of beinโ a criminal is that I just do what I want. Donโt gotta ask permission for nothinโ.โ
Your eyes swim with curiosity. โItโs that easy?โ
โYep. Do what makes ya feel good, sweetheart.โ
You still donโt look convinced, and if this next question doesnโt work, Suguru will have no choice but to tie you up and dump you in the other train car with the rest of the hostages. He doesnโt have much time to waste trying to get you just to kiss him.
โLemme ask yaโฆdid you like kissinโ me?โ
He knows he should be worrying about the heist, not some pretty face distracting him from the job. But when you speak again, he tells himself the job can go to hell.
โYesโฆbutโฆI got scared. Iโ Iโve only done some things with a manโฆโ you admit quietly. โAnd Iโm not too good at it.โ
Fuck. He has to have you.
โThatโs not a problem, sweetheart,โ he reassures you, and you beam.
Your hand grasps onto Suguruโs, squeezing tightly. โReally?โ
He nods. โI donโt got much time before I gotta leave, but I can show ya some things real quick.โ
โYouโll show me? How to do things?โ Your voice is eager, so ready. Suguru is finding it hard to contain how much youโre turning him on right now. โLike kissinโ andโฆyโknow other stuff?โ
โWhat kinda stuff?โ He asks, because he wants you to say it. Wants to know how far youโre willing to go if youโve never done a damn thing before. You pinch your lips together, turning your head away shyly. But Suguru gently cups your chin, turning you to look at him again.
โWhat kinda stuff?โ He repeats. โTell me.โ
โStuffโฆthat makes a manโฆyโknowโฆโ
He grins, tauntingly. โEnlighten me,โ he whispers.
โStuff to make a manโฆโ you worry your lip between your teeth. โ...feel good.โ
Oh hell.ย
What type of good deeds has Suguru done to find himself here? With someone as virtuous as you, who is asking him of all people to show you how to please him? He has half a mind to tell you no. Heโs got shit to do and his partners are bound to come looking for him any minute. But his cock is screaming within the confines of his pants to get into those undergarments of yours. And thereโs no argument to be had here.ย
Heโs listening to his dick.
Suguru crashes his lips to yours, swallowing up the yelp that escapes you from the sudden kiss. โIโll teach ya whatever ya want, pretty girl.โ He groans into your mouth.ย
He kisses you hard, but slowly, giving you time to catch up. Youโre a little slow to pick up, but you get there. Your lips slot against his, fingers slipping into his hair and holding on tight, making Suguru groan into the kiss once more.
โWe donโt got a lotta time,โ he breathes against you.
You nod, pulling away to look up at him. โWhat dโya want?โ
You.
He needs you โ bent over the passenger seat and holding onto the bar sitting atop it while he fucks you from behind. He needs you sitting on his face, needs your hand around his length. But heโs looking at your face again, so desperate for instruction. Looks at your lips, swollen from the little bit of kissing youโve been doing. And he knows exactly what he needs in this moment.
โEver had a cock in your mouth?โ He shifts, sitting back against the seat.
You shake your head.
โEver touched one?โ
Another shake of your head.
โWhat have you done?โ
You hum, thinking only for a short time before you answer. โKissed.โ
What fucking luck.
Doesnโt matter what they score off the train today. This is the biggest reward of all.
โGood,โ Suguru says, tugging your hand until you stand. With a grin, he guides you to the floor until youโre sitting up on your knees. โThere wonโt be another man whoโs had ya then. Iโll show ya how to please me, make me feel good.โย
You nod, and Suguru canโt believe how easy this was as he fumbles with his belt, quickly undoing the buckle. He yanks his pants down, along with his underwear. Only to his knees. He wants to be able to get up quickly if needed. Suguruโs dick sits against his stomach, fat and long, with a harsh red tip that leaks with precum. He peers down at you, your eyes honed in on his length.
โTouch it,โ he whispers encouragingly.
Your eyes meet as you move, your hands wrapping around Suguru tenderly, pulling a hiss from him. You hold his length like itโs a foreign object, and he supposes it is to you since itโs the first time youโve done. Suguru grits his teeth, bringing a hand up to your fist. Youโre simply touching him and his dick is throbbing in your grip.
โMove your handโฆup โn down,โ he tells you. โLike this.โ He guides you, helping to move your hand in slow and light pumps until youโve found a rhythm that works. His head falls back as the pleasure takes over. โAhhhโshit, just like that, pretty girl.โ
โItโs so bigโฆโ you sigh, licking your lips as you stroke his cock slowly.
From here, Suguru is certain he has a perfect view of you. Eyes wide and curious while you observe every ridge and vein running along his length. It turns him on beyond measure, his hips jerking upward in your grasp.ย
โDamn,โ he moans, fucking himself into your hands. For someone with no experience, you hold his dick just right. He never knew a womanโs touch could feel this good, but youโre a natural talent. You stroke him so good, his mouth falls slack as he lets himself enjoy the feeling of your hands around him. But you surprise him, just as youโve been doing all this time, his eyes snapping open just in time to watch you lick from the base of his length all the way to the tip, teasing the slit with your tongue and lapping up the bead of precum that sits there.
โItโs salty,โ you giggle before you kiss down his shaft, bringing your attention to his balls, kissing and licking the two orbs teasingly. Suguru inhales sharply, eyes rolling to the back of his head as the sensation makes his head swim with pleasure. Especially when your hand wraps around Suguruโs length again, pumping him up and down, slowly as you continue to lap at his balls.
โYouโre already so good at this,โ Suguru pants heavily.
โI am?โย
He can hear the excitement in your voice, so eager to please him. It turns him on knowing that youโre trying so hard to make him feel good. He wonders if you can feel his cock throb in your hands.
โSo fucking good,โ he praises you, loving the way you hum against him.
โCan I put it in my mouth?โ You ask sweetly, squeezing your hands around his cock.
โGod, please.โ
When you take Suguru into the warmth of your mouth, you hum around him, and the vibrations make him shiver, back arching off of the seat. His palm finds the back of your head, his hips rolling up so he can shove his cock as far as possible without hurting you. Heโs gentle at first. Youโve never done this before, after all. He wants to give you the time you need to adjust, though he canโt afford to give you too much. Which seems to be just fine, because just like before, you catch on quickly. You take his cock damn near to the base, and you take it so well, relaxing your throat for him so itโs easy.ย
โCould fuck this pretty little mouth all day,โ Suguru grunts, pumping into you. โSo goddamn good.โ The sound of his balls slapping against your chin as he fucks your face has his legs trembling, pleasure shooting straight up his spine. He wants to grab your head and push you down further, make you swallow all of him until he blows his load down your throat, then make you swallow that, too. But he doesnโt want to cum just yet.
He craves more from you. He needs more from you.
You hum again, sending another vibration through him as your fingers come up, caressing his balls. And Suguru squeezes his eyes shut, trying so hard not to cum. โAhโ shit, shit!โ He pushes at your shoulders, forcing you off of him with a loud and wet pop. You look rather pleased with yourself, smiling when you see his red cheeks and the way he rapidly tries to catch his breath.
Like he noted before. Youโre trouble.
โFuck, youโre fuckinโ perfect,โ he gasps, staring at your chin dripping with saliva and his juices. Suguru watches through hooded eyes as you swipe it away. He could watch you on your knees all day, taking his cock down your throat time and time again. But unfortunately, time is not on his side today. He needs to hurry it up.
โCโmere, pretty,โ he calls for you, taking your hand. You stand, waiting for your next instruction as Suguru leans forward in his seat. His hands find your waist, pulling you close enough that he can press a kiss to your stomach before he leans back again. โPull up your skirt for me.โ
โOkayโฆโ you agree, shakily. You reach for the hem of your skirt, pulling the layers of fabric as high as itโll go. Suguru always hated these damn dresses. Itโs like digging for gold trying to get through every damn piece of clothing. But eventually, you get to the end, revealing your bare thighs to him. Soft, plush, beautiful. But what heโs truly interested in remains concealed by your underwear.
Suguru swallows hard before he drags his finger along your clothed pussy, grinning when your thighs tremble just barely. His gaze glides back up your form until they rest on your face, watching as your mouth falls open with a silent moan.ย
Hard to believe youโve never been touched here. Also, so very arousing to think youโve never been touched here. He thanks his lucky stars that youโre allowing him to be the first.
He slips his finger into the fabric, his slender fingers quickly finding your slit and sliding along your folds. He sucks in a sharp breath when he feels how soaked you are. He briefly brushes a finger against your entrance, pausing when he feels you tense up.
โMight hurt a little,โ he warns as softly as he can manage right now. But you whisper, โgo aheadโ, hands coming to rest on his shoulders as he dips his finger into your pussy, biting back a moan when he feels your soft walls clench down on his hand. Itโs tight, as expected but he moves slowly, pulling back every so often to work his way further.
You whimper above him, squeezing his shoulders as your breaths come rapidly while Suguru pumps his finger in and out of your hole. Your bottom lip sits between your teeth, and your brows are knitted together.
Youโre enjoying this.ย
And heโs enjoying watching you.
Suguru presses his thumb to your clit, slowly circling the sensitive nub. Dark eyes lock with yours as his other hand finds the top of your dress where he hooks his fingers into the cups and pulls it down. Your breasts spill out of the fabric and your breath hitches when the air caresses your nipples. Suguru kneads the soft flesh, his thumb swiping across one of the hardened buds.ย
โAhhh, yes,โ you moan, your voice barely above a whisper. Your head falls back with a loud gasp as Suguru slips another finger into you.ย
โBeinโ real good for me,โ he coos. His dick grows painfully harder as he slowly thrusts his fingers inside of you, while his thumb stimulates your clit. Heโs panting trying to hold himself together while he preps you for what he wants next. Your hips move on their own, riding Suguruโs hand, chasing your high.ย
โFeel good?โ He grunts, fingers slipping into you over and over, curling inside, and hitting your sweet spot and you canโt help but to gasp quietly each time Suguru touches it.ย
โY-yes, feels incredible,โ you whine.
Suguruโs eyes are locked on your center where he watches his fingers disappear into your cunt over and over, your slick coating his hand more with each thrust. It only adds to Suguruโs struggle to keep it together as he ignores the pulsing need of his cock. Your pleasured moans and the squelching sound of your dripping pussy fill the space of the train car.
โIโmโโ you breathe harshly against him and he feels your walls squeeze down on his digits. Youโre close already.
โGonna cum, sweetheart?โ Suguruโs fingers dip into you faster. His eyes linger on your face as his thumb rubs tight circles on the sensitive bud between your legs. Your eyes flutter closed, mouth hanging open as a delicious moan rushes past your lips, your grip on Suguruโs shoulders tightening so much it stings. But he loves it, loves feeling your pussy squeezing down on his fingers, sucking them deeper as your release crashes over you until he can feel your cum dripping down his fingers and into his palm as he keeps pumping into you.
Suguru sighs as he stares at his fingers, slowly pulling them from you. He licks his lips, admiring his slick covered hand.
Heโs never taken the time to just enjoy the moment with anyone. Never cared much to please a woman. Itโs easier for him to just get himself off and high tail it out of there. No attachment to these ladies, no reason to stick around. But what is it about you that makes him want to see all the ways your body is capable of falling apart? Because itโs a beautiful sight to behold.ย
โOutlawโฆโ you murmur, slipping your undergarments down your legs until youโre able to kick them off. You push Suguru back by the shoulders, lifting your skirt so that you can easily maneuver into his lap. His hands find your hips beneath your dress as you straddle him, and his thumbs caress the soft skin gently.
โYeah, beautiful?โ
So beautiful. He canโt stop staring at you and your eyes, glazed over with desire. You lean forward, the heat from between your legs making Suguruโs length twitch. It lightly taps your core and you gasp. Your hands clutch onto the bar that runs along the top of the train seat, one on each side of his head. Suguruโs palms glide around to your backside, squeezing the flesh of your ass. You brush your nose against his, soft breaths mingling with his as you whisper, โmake love to me, outlawโฆโ just before your lips touch.
And Suguruโs groaning into your mouth, because this kiss is different. Itโs hungry, hot, full of want and need. Itโs sloppy and rushed, because youโre both aware of the time crunch youโre in. Itโs intoxicating, addicting, the way he never wants to stop kissing you. To hell with the heist.
โReady for me, pretty girl?โ Suguru pants, a hand gripping his cock. He can feel the heat of your pussy radiating off of you and it makes him all the more eager to have you.
Your eyes are wide, filled with something Suguru thinks may be excitement. Heโs not sure he sees any hesitation or fear behind your eyes. You want him badly, itโs clear as day. He wants you just as badly, if not more. So he positions himself at your entrance, nudging your hole gently with his tip.ย
A small whimper slips past your lips, and Suguru kisses you sweetly. โItโs only gonna hurt for a second,โ he coos. โPromiseโฆโ
He kisses you again, muttering, โIโm pushinโ inโฆโ against your lips.
You close your eyes, teeth digging into your bottom lip as Suguru rolls his hips forward, slowly sinking his tip into your pussy, only stopping when you let out a harsh breath.
โโS a tight fit,โ he murmurs through gritted teeth. An understatement. Your pussy is gripping him with so much force, heโs struggling to breathe. Youโre holding him hostage within your walls and the feeling has him tightening his hold on your ass. โYou alright?โ
Because he wants to make sure it feels good for you, too. Your pleasure is his. Which is a whole new feeling for him in and of itself. Heโs aware of how the tables have turned. What started as him wanting to show you ways to please him, turned into him desperate to please you. But he likes it that way.
You nod, moaning quietly when Suguru keeps moving forward. โOhhhโฆโย
โGod, this pussy is so fuckinโ โโ he canโt even finish his sentence. He needs to focus all his attention on not cumming already.
You take him all the way to the base, moaning loudly when you fully sink onto him. Your grip tightens around the bar, steadying yourself as Suguru lifts you by your ass before pulling you back down on him, so slowly. โFuuuckโโ he groans. He thrusts into you at a leisurely pace, slow and controlled, giving you time to adjust to his size.ย
But his kissesโฆtheyโre rough. Such a contrast to the way heโs fucking you right now. The pleasure is overwhelming to Suguru, and when your tongue slips into his mouth, itโs him thatโs whimpering now, thrusting just a little faster, a little harder.
โDamn, you take my cock so good, pretty girlโโ he growls into your mouth. โLove the way you ride me.โ He smacks your ass hard, eyes falling to your breast, bouncing up and down with the rhythm of his thrusts. He takes one into his mouth, greedily lapping at your nipple, nipping and sucking and loving the way your cries get louder.
โOh my god, fuck!โ
โRide my cock, pretty. You already do it so good. Wanna see you ride me.โ Suguru groans. He releases his hold on you, hands coming up to play with your breasts while you bounce wildly on his dick. He lifts your dress, relishing the view of his length, glistening with your slick, vanishes into your tight cunt over and over. โShiiiittttโฆโ
You slip a hand into his tresses, pulling hard and forcing him away from your nipples. You pull so hard Suguru has to close his eyes because the sensation sends goosebumps igniting across his body. That, combined with the way you keep taking him to the tip before slamming down on his cock repeatedly. Fuck, youโre a quick learner.
Your pussy is what it feels like every single time he pulls off a heist successfully. Like fucking heaven. And he never wants to leave it.
His eyes flutter open, just enough to see your breasts bouncing with every rise and fall of your hips. Your velvety walls hug him tight, so fucking good, Suguru thinks he'd like to be able to have you all the time. Hell, he has half a mind to take you with him once theyโre off this damned train. Being able to have you like this any time he wants, watch your body come undone under him, on top of him, in any position youโll let him have you. Heโd even give up this outlaw life if you wanted him to. Settle down, start a family if thatโs what you wanted. The thought of it makes Suguru more excited than heโll ever admit.
Each time your pussy sucks him back in, begging for him to cum, he can suddenly picture a life outside of this. Each time those sexy little noises fall from your sweet lips, he can suddenly envision raising a family with you, building himself a life where he's able to hear those sounds any time he desires.ย
He lets his mind drift to these fantasies while he can, enjoying the feeling of you and the sounds you gift him with.ย
There's a fire pooling in his belly, growing hotter each time his balls meet your ass. He's gonna blow his load here any second. And he can't wait. He wants to cum inside your walls, wants to thrust himself so deep into you that there's no way you're not carrying his child when he's done. Least you'll have something to remember him by if you tell him you donโt want shit to do with him after this. A sweet woman like you with a wanted felon? Of course youโd prefer to get your rocks off while you can and move on. Which is fine.
Because Suguru is gonna remember you, anyway. Heโll remember the way you squeeze around him, the way you moan the little nickname youโve given him, the way your cunt feels fucking unlike any other womanโs. Youโve got him mesmerized.ย
So much so, that he doesn't even notice the cool press of steel against the center of his forehead.ย
โOhhh,โ you moan, whimpering, โPleaseโฆpleaseโฆwill you put a baby inside me, outlaw?โย
Itโs like you read his mind, and Suguruโs eyes snap open, balls tightening as his release threatens to come at any moment. But then his eyes see the stiffness in your arm, see the glimmer of metal as the sunlight reflects off it through the windows, and he finally realizes you've got his gun to his head, and maybe thatโs actually why his balls are tightening. Youโve got this wicked grin on your flushed face as you keep riding him. Hard, fast, walls squeezing him in a vice grip. And he can't do shit but let his eyes roll to the back of his head, let his pleasure race straight down his spine and into his balls as his release shoots from his cock before he has a chance to get ahold of himself.
But you donโt let him get a drop inside, lifting yourself smoothly off his lap just as fat, hot streams of cum land messily in his lap and on his stomach. Suguruโs gasping for air, still struggling to figure out what the fuck is going on. And you donโt give him a second to catch his breath, to let his mind catch up before youโre wrapping your hand around his cock again, squeezing and stroking his length until heโs so overstimulated his jaw is cramping up from how hard heโs gritting his teeth to keep from crying out.
โWhat the fuck are you ahhhโโ you run your thumb over his leaking tip, your eyes alight with joy when his hips buck up automatically, legs trembling as you keep pumping him, though his balls are beyond empty.ย
You tsk, shaking your head as you press the barrel of the gun harder against his skin. โWhereโs that sweet outlaw from before?โ You drawl.
Your voice has changed. No longer soft spoken, shy and sweet. The hardness of your tone tells Suguru all he needs to know. The memories come flooding back. And now he realizes why you looked so familiar when he first laid eyes on you.ย
Your face has been plastered on wanted posters in damn near every town he and his partners have stopped in. Murder, robbery, drunkenness, prison escape, cheating at cards. All the crimes that should have you in the town square hanging, youโre wanted for. Somehow, youโve managed to never get caught.
How could he have let his guard down? How could he have fucked up this badly?
โThinking with your dick. Thatโs how.โ
โGuess it takes an outlaw to know one,โ He grits out, nostrils flared with fury. He can only hope his crew comes through those doors soon, though itโll be fucking humiliating to be caught in this position.
A giggle spills from your lips and the sound makes Suguru sick to his stomach. You donโt even sound like the same person from before. โYโall are pretty easy to spot. โSpecially when all yโall think with your cocksโโ You echo his thoughts, emphasizing the word by squeezing Suguruโs slowly softening length in your hand. You frown, releasing your hold on him. โHuh, thought youโd be able to gimme another one.โ
He inhales deeply, shakily, narrowing his eyes at the woman โ the stranger โ that stands before him. โEverything you said was a lie, then.โ
Itโs not a question. He knows. Because youโre just like him. Maybe even worse.
Laughter bursts from deep within, like what he said was the funniest thing youโve ever heard. โIt really is easy to fool yโall men. Just gotta make our pussies feel reallllll tight and wet and yโall donโt question nothinโ.โ
You climb off of the seat, taking the gun off his head while you fix your undergarments, unbothered and careless. And Suguru decides to act fast, takes this moment to lunge for you. But he doesnโt make it far, because his head is yanked back roughly the moment he jumps forward. His scalp burns, and he reaches back, feeling a thick knot tied around the metal bar that sits atop the train seats. The same metal bar you were just holding onto moments ago.
โYou fuckinโ tied my hair to the seat?!โ He growls.
And you chuckle, shifting your dress around until youโre decent again. The gun is pointed back at Suguruโs face, and he puts his hands back down, not daring to try and free himself when youโve got a revolver ready to blow his brains out.
โAnd your hands are next,โ you promise in a sing-song voice. You keep your word, spinning around briefly to reach between the wall and your original seat, where youโd apparently hidden a small rope. You make quick work of tying Suguruโs hands behind his back, leaning a little too close to him as you finish the knot.ย
He can feel your breaths against his neck, and right now, if heโs being honest with himself โ which he may as well be since he could very well be dead soon โ itโs confusing him. Because he feels like he fucking hates you, is repulsed by you, could spit in your face right now. Oh, he really fucking wants to. But something tells him youโd like that anyway. And the thought of your face, depraved and covered in his saliva is making his still exposed length hard again. Even when you tug harshly on the rope for good measure, chuckling low in Suguruโs ear when you hear him hiss in pain, his cock stiffens further.
And of course you notice, your eyes glancing down to his lap, where the sticky mess you left him with lies. โSure you donโt wanna go again?โ You tease, laughing when Suguru scowls.ย
You like him upset, and probably a little pathetic, because you press your lips to his pout, kissing him hungrily. And apparently, Suguru is as pathetic as he looks, because โ and itโs a surprise to him, too โ he kisses you back! Your tongues tangle during this brief meeting of your lips, fighting for dominance, though itโs apparent whoโs the one in control here.ย
The filthy moans between you are interrupted when Suguru feels that damned gun under his chin now, applying enough pressure to push him back. Only a line of your mixed saliva connects you two as you stare down at him in amusement.
โLike I saidโฆโ you peer down quickly at Suguruโs lap before whispering. โAaaalways thinkinโ with your cock.โ You step back, pointing the gun at him once again.
โWhat do ya want?โ He asks, pulling at his restraints to no avail. Heโd love nothing more than to wipe that cocky smile off your face and flip the tables on you, but itโs not looking good for him.
โWhat I wantโฆโ You wiggle the gun in his face, tauntingly. โ...is already mine, outlaw.โ Thereโs humor in your tone, and your body language is relaxed. You couldnโt see Suguru as less of a threat if you tried.
You piss him off.
And make him so fucking hard.
Heโs confused!
The noise of the doors to the train cabin opening can be heard and Suguru grins. Youโre fucked now. Larue is going to put a bullet between your eyes and sure, Suguruโll be sad about it. But better you than him. You were a great fuck, heโll admit. And yes, he entertained the idea of giving you a kid or two, maybe getting a little cabin out in the prairie. But that fantasyโs as dead as youโre about to be. Sad that he wonโt beโ
โThe guy with the nipples and the girl have been taken care of, boss!โ A chipper voice sings.ย
Thatโฆis not Larue.
Suguru couldnโt turn his head if he tried, courtesy of this goddamn knot, but he can see the smirk on your face as you nod. โGreat work, Hime. And the goods?โ
โAlready on the move with the others. Just gotta get on the horses when youโre ready.โ
You turn your head, staring out the window and nodding again. Out of his peripheral, Suguru can just barely make out the form of two horses, racing alongside the train and he knows heโs screwed.
You sigh, shrugging while feigning sadness as you pout. โWell, outlawโฆlooks like this is the end of the line.โ
Suguru tugs at his ropes again, struggling against the holds. โYou gonna leave me here like this?โ He gestures with his chin at hisโฆsituation. You must be forgetting his entire dick is out for the world to see. And that youโve tied his hands up. Not to mention his fucking hair! If he has to cut his hair because of thisโฆ
You hum, like youโre actually giving deep thought to his question. Youโre not.
โYeah, actually. Think I am.โ You lift your dress, not even pretending to be as innocent as you presented yourself to be when Suguru first laid eyes on you. You tuck his gun into the waistband of your undergarments, patting it affectionately. โThanks for a grand olโ time, outlaw. If you manage to survive this, we can do it again.โ
You shoot him a wink before you lean over him, leaving him with one final kiss on the lips. Itโs gentle this time, soft, save for a light nip to his bottom lip that embarrassingly enough, manages to arouse Suguru yet again.ย
โAt least tell me your name,โ Suguru grits out through heavy breaths. โSo I can be sure to repay the favor.โ
Itโs a threat, but you donโt take it as one. You simply smile. Itโs warm, almost reminiscent of the woman he met just earlier. The woman he thought you were. But that look is gone as soon as it appeared. You pat his face gently, reaching across the seat to grab his hat that he had set aside when heโd first sat down. You sit it atop your head, wearing it like some sort of crown, and without another word, you leave.
The train cars open, the roaring rush of the wind filling the space for just a moment before theyโre shut again, and Suguru is left with nothing but his thoughts and his dick literally out. He leans his head back against the seat, closing his eyes to calm his racing heart and honestly to stifle the pain of his untouched erection.
This has been the wildest ride of his life. Definitely the worst heist heโs ever done. And if he does survive this, does manage to somehow talk his way out of charges and prison time, heโs going to find you. Fuck the robberies. Fuck the brothels. Fuck gambling and drinking all day. Yeah, if he manages to survive this, he will make it his lifeโs mission to find you again.
Because even after all is said and done, Suguru thinks he might fucking love you.
๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ต๐ฐ๐ด๐จ๐น๐ผ ๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ด๐ถ๐ต ๐พ๐จ๐บ ๐ถ๐ต๐ฌ ๐ถ๐ญ ๐ป๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ด๐จ๐ฐ๐ต ๐น๐ฌ๐จ๐บ๐ถ๐ต๐บ ๐พ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ถ๐ผ ๐พ๐ถ๐ผ๐ณ๐ซ ๐บ๐ป๐จ๐ ๐ณ๐จ๐ป๐ฌ ๐จ๐ป ๐พ๐ถ๐น๐ฒ. Your favorite customer would always come to your shop ten minutes before closing to pick up his cases of sake. Why did he come so late? You didn't know. Though, you didn't mind either. Having the company of Asakusa's King of Destruction wasn't so bad. He didn't talk as much. Maybe a bit of flirting. But mainly, the conversations would consist of you nagging about stressful drunks that came to your shop throughout the day.ย
However, tonight was different from other nights.ย
Although Benimaru didnโt mind listening to your rants, he wanted to know more about you. He thought you deserved a breather, and sharing a bottle of sake with him was just the relief you needed. Along with something else, of course.ย
You told him about your childhood and why you moved to Asakusa. After losing your parents in a fire at a young age, you needed a fresh start. You heard rumors about Asakusa being lively and friendly. Since being here, those rumors have proved true. The civilians have been more than welcoming, and you appreciated that dearly. If you didn't know any better, some of them even took a liking to you. How they came into your shop with cheeks as crimson as the moon itself was very telling, and Benimaru was no exception.
The night continued with you talking and him listening, but thirty minutes into drinking, the conversation took a turn. It became more intimate. Seeing Benimaru intoxicated was not something you expected. He had this uncontrollable grin on his face that you couldn't help but think was cute. Benimaru was extremely handsome, and you would be lying if you said you weren't attracted to him. How those unique scarlet-colored irises ogled at you showed he felt the same.ย
He would sip on his sake, peeking past the cup to focus on how full your thighs were. Your legs were crossed invitingly, and if he looked hard enough, he could see those purple panties through the mini skirt you had on. Benimaru felt like such a pervert, but he couldn't help himself. You were intoxicatingly sexy. He admired your fiery spirit and how you would match his energy. But at times, he would even become bashful of your direct flirting.ย
Similar to right now.ย
Something about the substance in your system gave you the courage to walk toward him and sit on his lap to run your fingers through his ink-colored locks. Benimaru had no complaints about your current actions, and how he pulled your legs over to straddle him said so. His hand rested on the small of your back, using his other to continue to drink his sake. You exchanged bedroom eyes while your mouths ghosted over each other's, inches away from locking lips.ย
You felt his hardened erection against your clothed pussy to make it known that it needed some affection. You shifted your body slightly to get more comfortable, but really you wanted to tease him. A pool of wetness formed in your garments, and you knew it was leaking through. Your fingers began descending onto his cheeks, soft tips caressing his flesh, causing him to shiver. And throughout this all, Benimaru never broke eye contact.
He was mesmerized by your beauty. From the ochre of your complexion to the kink of your coils. Your thick figure that he currently had the opportunity to feel. He could only imagine how perfect you would feel wrapped around him. Blood rushed to his face just thinking about it, and soon his thoughts would become real.ย
โWhatโs on your mind, Beni?โ you whispered.ย
โYouโre so damn pretty.โ
โOh? Hm, why thank you. Youโre not too bad yourself, but tell meโwhatโs really on your mind? I know heโs telling me, but I want to hear it from you.โ And by he, you meant his cock that wouldnโt stop growing against you.ย
โSo you noticed?โ
โHow couldnโt I notice? I know you feel how wet my pussy is. And I would be lying if I said I didnโt always get like this every time I see you.โ
He sipped on his sake, pressing his hand on your back to push you closer to his chest. โWhy didnโt you tell me this before?โ
โHm, I guess the liquor is giving me courage.โ
โDoesnโt seem like enough because you havenโt kissed me yet,โ he sassed.ย
The smile on your face was coy before giving him kitten licks on his lips. But he didn't have the patience to play games. He cuffed your jaw, forcing it open to plunge his tongue into the back of your throat. The taste of the lingering toxicants in your mouth caused him to groan in despair. Benimaru set aside his cup of sake without parting lips to snake his arms around your thick waist. He shifted in his seat to sit up straight, to which you slightly bounced, hissing from feeling the friction of his clothed cock.ย
You began to grind your hips onto his, hoping to cum from the small yet effective action. Your slender fingers became lost in his silk hair while locking lips. It's been a long since you last had sex, and you wanted nothing more than to fuck Benimaru Shinmon in your shop. Your actions were filled with hunger. Nipping on his bottom lip. Sucking the taste off his tongue. You wanted all of him. And you were going to get what you wanted.
The fervent kiss was filled with sexual desire. An emotion you both shared, along with electricity spreading throughout your bodies. Once leaving a few more smooches, his lips descended to your neck to suck on your flesh. The aroma of strawberry milk tickled his nose. You smelled so fucking sweet. It drove Asakusa's King of Destruction insane. His hands comforted your breasts, fondling and squeezing your nipples through your thin tank top. You let out a soft moan, being rather pleased, but you needed more.ย
"Shit. Just fuck me already, Beni," you purred, resting your hands on his neck to pull him closer. You were so damn desperate for his cock, and it was clear based on you dry-humping him.ย
He continued to leave wet kisses along your skin, finally shoving his hand underneath your shirt to feel the pebbled flesh of your breast. โHow badly do you want my dick inside of you? Tell me, Y/N.โ
โNgh, so badly. I want you to fuck me good and make me cum.โ
โLet me hear you beg for it,โ he demanded.ย
โBenimaru, please. Please, I need you now.โ Regardless of you sounding pathetic, like a bitch in heat, begging for his dick, youโd continue to do so until you get it.ย
He cuffed your chin to have you look at him, ghosting over your lips. โHm, atta girlโbut not like this. You donโt deserve to get fucked in a shop. I want to take my fucking you on a futon, but I have an idea.โ
You pouted, looking up through your lashes. โAnd whatโs that?โ
โCome warm me up.โ
Knowing what he meant, you returned your lips to his, vigorously kissing him while unstrapping his trousers to free his needy friend. Intensity was filled between you, eager to have his cock inside you, and once you felt him, you were not disappointed.ย
Your tongues remained intertwining while your hand wrapped around his length to give it a few pumps. You looked down, softly cursing from seeing that angry mushroom-tip cock oozing precum. He was bigger than you imagined. His girth. His length. That thick fucking vein that stood out on the side. It was so damn pretty. The whore in you just wanted to get on your knees and suck him offโbut you'll save that for another time.ย
Without waiting any further, Benimaru hiked up your skirt to pull your panties to the side. He stood up to grab his cock to rub his head against your clit. He admired the pornographic sound of your stirred wetness and you nearly trembling from his touch. Seeing you beg for him did something to an ego he thought he didn't have.ย
โBenimaru, please. Just put it in already,โ you whined.
โImpatient, are we?โ
He aligned with your entrance to tenderly push himself inside of you. Benimaru watched how your brows drew together, plush two-toned lips parted from feeling the pressure of his tip. Your body stiffened, but he held you in place to ghost over your ears to say,ย
โRelax, Y/NโI got you.โ
And with that being said, he bullied your hole until your cunt wrapped around him effortlessly. You dug your nude manicured nails into his shoulders while a lingering moan of his name slipped through your lips. His cock was too damn big, but he managed. Despite that, your walls were still resisting him.
His hand returned to your chin to give you sloppy smooches. As he continued to massage your lips with his own, he returned, sitting on the chair, purposely with the intent to have you bounce on him. A wail erupted from the pit of your stomach. Feeling all eight inches of Benimaru inside of you was a lot. You pressed your forehead onto his, doing your best to take him, but the girth of his cock wasn't making it easy.ย
He gave you kisses on your face, crooning how he knows you can take it. Benimaru could barely contain himself. Your pussy was so fucking wetโso tight. Maybe he did want to fuck you right now? No. He'll be patient. But for now, he needed to make sure you were okay.ย
โAre you okay, Y/N? Tell me how you feel, pretty girl,โ he soothed.ย
You nodded. โIโmโIโm good. Youโre just so big, Beni.โ
โI know, but you were begging for this, remember? You wanted my cock deep inside of you.โ
You did, and you were going to take it. You threw your arms around his neck to pull him into a kiss once more. You lifted your body from his length to sink down on his cock. His tip instantly met with your cushion, at which you both exchanged sounds of pleasure in your mouths. Your pussy swallowed Beni. The warmth alone could make him cum, but he was determined to last as long as possible.ย
Your heated juices coated his cock as the lewd noises of your obnoxiously swirling tongues bounced off the walls of your shop. You moved your hands to cuff his face the more intense kissing became. How you sensually bit down on his lips caused him to groan, gripping your waist tightly to bury himself balls deep. Like the sly fox you are, you attempted to move on his cock. However, Benimaru wasn't having it. Not because he didn't want you to. He knew even one movement you made, he would cum on cue.ย
Thatโs what good pussy does to you.
โY/NโDonโt tempt me.โ
โI wanna cum, Beni,โ you whimpered.
โOh? Is that so?โ He gave you one more smooch before resting his back comfortably in the chair. He told you not to move, but you were convinced he kept doing these subtle movements to stuff himself further. Never did you expect Benimaru Shinmon to be a fucking tease. โBe a good slut and use me to make yourself cum. Play with your pussy, and donโt look away either.โย
The demand in your voice caused you to clench around him. You tried to return your lips to his, but he pulled his face back, standing firm on what he said about watching you cum. Your fingers made their way down to your throbbing bud to flick it intensely, hoping to chase your release. As instructed, you held contact with those crimson irises that matched in color to the heat that ran across his cheeks. You used your other hand to free your perfectly sagged tits to toy with your nipples, and it was an action that had Benimaru twitching in your pussy.
He rubbed your bottom lip with his thumb before placing his fingers in your mouth, pressing down on your tongue, but you instinctively began sucking on his fingers. Gosh, you were fucking hot, and Benimaru couldn't agree more. You were such a good slut for him. He refused to allow this night to end here, thinking he would take you back to your place and fuck you well. He knew he was supposed to observe you while you played with yourself. Though, he couldn't help but throw his head from feeling your cunt pulsating around him.ย
โB-Beni, look at me. I-Iโm about to cum,โ you stammered, recklessly rubbing your clit.ย
โDo you understand how good you feel, Y/N? This pussy is so damn warm and wet. And you look so pretty. Fuck, Iโm about to cum with you.โย
Benimaru abruptly stood up to gently place your back on a table near you, returning his lips to you one last time before nutting. Forget wanting to watch you cum. He needed to taste the sweetness of your whimpers in his mouth. He shooed away your hand on your bud to use his own to vigorously massage it. With every flick he took, your back deepened its arch, and you further clenched around him. Your moans increased in volume due to the applied pressure on your clitโyour climax was now here, and Benimaru was right behind you.
โYouโre squeezing so tightly, Y/N,โ he rasped.
โBecause Iโm cumming, Beni. R-Rub my clit harderโplease.โ
Your eyes rolled back as you released your tensions, fully decorating Benimaru with your cream that kept his cock perfectly as he requested. Even after cumming, arousal burns throughout your body. Your walls fluttered and contracted, clenching and unclenching around him.ย
He felt like he was on edge. His cock kept twitching uncontrollably, and not too long after you, he came himself. Benimaru didn't have enough time to pull out, but honestly, you had no complaints about him flooding you with his cum. The shared heat of your cunt and his bitters were the perfect temperatures. For months, he dreamt of you wrapping around his cock, and he was sure to cherish this moment.ย
You watched as he lolled his head while still balls deep in your pussy. You shared steady breaths and a final moan once he pulled his now soft member out of you. He fixed your panties back in place, so his seeds didn't spill between your thighs, but based on how stuffed you felt, you knew they would regardless. He fixed his trousers before lifting you by your waist, returning to the chair to where he gave you soft kisses.
โYou did so well, pretty girl. Now, come on. Let me take you home so I can fuck you.โ
okay so I had this idea like ages ago, and now i finally finished this. It's kind of dark, well of course.
The mission was supposed to be simple. The two of you were competent ADA detectives but what happens when everything doesn't go as planned.
CONTEXT WARINGS: MDNI!!! Violence. Attempted Sexual Assault (nothing too graphic and it's completed). Knife Play? Dazai Loses It. P in V. Unprotected Sex. Breeding Kink. Blood Kink? Cursing. Severed Limbs. Reader A Lil Off Her Rocker, just like me.
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OB sticky: I'm working on updating my master list and also taking requests! I hope yall like this because i feel insane for writing it. But i love crazy violent dazai. I need him ferally arf arf.
You were one of the best in the agency at undercover work, blending into any situation or space needed. Along with your time-manipulating ability, you were great at getting information from people and places discretely. This is what led to you and Osamu Dazai being partnered on a mission together.ย It was a simple mission, but the stakes were high, there had been a case of missing women, and it was assumed it was an ability user making this happen which was why it was assigned to you and Dazai. With his ability to negate anyone else's it theoretically should be able to keep you safe from whatever person you may find along with your ability and talents. Dazai seemed to be jumping for joy at the chance to do a mission with you because it wasnโt often, most of your missions were solo.
โDazaiโ You call out to him from the bathroom as youโre slicking down your edges. The small box braids you had recently got cascading down your back covering the exposed part that your dress allowed to show. The dress was form-fitting but tastefully, it accentuated the curves of your body well, the back exposed right above the line of inappropriate. But that was the point, you were supposed to be a โhoney trapโ an old-school trick but one appropriate for this situation.
โYes, my dearโ He answers in a sing-song tone as he walks into the bathroom with you. You roll your eyes at his behavior.
โPlease behave tonight, Iโm trying to get this over as quickly as possible.โ
He scoffs at your words, as if he was known to always be on his best behavior which makes you roll your eyes again.
โIโm serious, Dazai, pleaseโ You gaze at him through the bathroom mirror, your eyes holding the weight of exhaustion that your makeup couldnโt hide. He knew how many missions you had been on, the long extraneous missions that only someone with your expertise could handle. Now, you were worn out, and exhausted, the fact that you accepted this mission was a surprise to Dazai, but he knew the type of person you were. Selfless. So much unlike him. ย
โQuick and easy.โ He raises his hands in a gesture to show he wonโt be on his usual shenanigans, giving you a wink as he exits the bathroom. You let out a breath that you were holding waiting for his response, you didnโt need this to be any harder than it already was on you. With all the excess missions, you had been overusing your ability on top of not getting much sleep. The likelihood of you crashing soon after this was high, so high. Your ability took a lot out of you, since it requires a significant amount of mental stress and focus on top of the physical effect that manipulating time has on your body. This had to be your last mission for a while, you would be fine with just being in the office doing paperwork.
You finished getting ready, taking out the folder on the target discussing the plan one more time with Dazai. Again it was a simple concept for a mission, gain the man's attention, get close enough to him for him to attempt to use his ability to take you, Dazai stops it and the both of you take the guy away to be interrogated further.
Thatโs how the plan was supposed to go anyway, a simple honey trap.
Simple.
It was going all so well, you had easily gained the manโs attention, sending him alluring looks from across the bar and then proceeding to seemingly disappear from his view to pop back up somewhere else in the bar. You had garnered his attention, it was if time was slowing down every time he spotted you and it was because you were making it so, the target knew he had to have you.
This is how you got him sitting at the bar beside you, sliding over a drink he had bought for you. The tired look in your eyes vanishes as you turn to thank him for the drink while he asks for your name. Of course, you give him a fake one and pretend as if youโre interested in him. You could see Dazai in the corner of your eye, waiting for any signal that the man was using an ability on you. It was all going so well, besides that man being absurdly boring almost putting your already exhausted self to sleep, your giggles and shy lookaways were keeping his attention, making him want you more.
It was all going so well. So well.
Dazai was internally fuming as he watched you flirt with the target. He was aware you were just doing your job, but you were too damn good at it. It was almost as he could hear your giggles from across the crowded bar. It was pissing him off, how you were so shameless with another man. Even if you werenโt his, you were his.
Fuck.
Thatโs not how he should be thinking, he had no reason to be so possessive over you. But everything in him wanted to carve that manโs eyes out so he would never be able to look at you again. He could feel the lust for you radiating off that man, it was disgusting, it was infuriating. Dazai thought back to his Port Mafia days when he would kill a man for less, he could kill this man right now. But you wouldnโt like that, something like that would have to put a different type of fear into you and he couldnโt have you see him in that way. He was trying to not be that man anymore, he was trying. For Oda, for you, he would try.
Thatโs how it was supposed to go. It really was how it was supposed to go but Dazai couldnโt help himself. He couldnโt help the man that he was. He didnโt have a choice as he took his eyes off you for one second to chug back the rest of his drink, he knew Kunikida would not approve of him drinking on a mission, but he needed something. Once his eyes went to fall back on your position at the bar, you were no longer there. Fuck, where the hell had you gone. His eyes quickly scan around the bar to find yourself being led out of the back of the bar. Your eyes looked glazed over, almost ghostly while you were being led away. Dazai starts shoving people out of his way as he makes his way towards where you just exited with the target, he read the reports. Not a single trace of any of the women had been left behind or where they could be. That couldnโt happen to you, that wouldnโt happen to you.
As he exits the back of the bar, he sees you. Barley, but he sees you and the position that you were in was his last straw. The last branch of his fixed humanity snapped in that moment. Because there you were, his precious darling, another good person just like Oda, being held against the wall in a trance-like state where you might not even be conscious with that scum's body pressed against you. One of his hands is gripping your arm, the other touching your face as he bends down to press his lips on your neck. Your lack of reaction to anything told Dazai all he needed to know and mostly likely how this fucks ability worked. Physical touch. His body acted before his brain could as he now holds the severed hand of the man in his own. He could only hear his own laughter as he drops the hand beginning to repeatedly stab the man against the wall, in the same position he previously had you in.
Dazai didnโt even notice that your body had moved from your crumbled position on the floor, he couldnโt hear you call out his name repeatedly.
โOsamuโ the sound of your voice saying his first name, barely above a whisper is what finally snaps him out of frenzy. His wild eyes snap to yours as youโre ever so gently tugging on his coat, there was blood splattered on your face from his actions and he froze. He couldnโt even process what had just happened, you had seen him, you truly saw him for the monster that he was and now he did not know what to do. So, he froze.
You, at least, had some of your wits about you, using your last bit of strength to slow time enough to go unnoticed by anyone as you make your way back to the hotel with Dazai. Once, the two of you make it back to the room you let go turning back to the man whoโs eyes are still wild and crazed. Your hands go to gently caress his cheek.
โWeโre safeโ was the last thing you were able to say before you collapsed, your body not being able to handle any more of what was going on.
Dazaiโs body moves again on autopilot, laying you down on the couch. He never knew someone could look so beautiful being covered in blood. It was almost funny really, the efforts he was making to be a decent person for Oda, to be a man you deserved, just to lose it all because of you. He would never stop being a man with blood on his hands.
As you rested, Dazai went and cleaned the mess he made making sure that no evidence would lead back to either of you. ย He would have to forge the report to Kunikida also but that would be a simple task just like he has done before. Once he returned back to the room, you were still knocked out of the hotel room couch. He sighed as he sat down in one of the chairs, still covered in blood, hands in his coat pocket staring at the ceiling trying to figure out what he was going to do about you.
Eventually, you wake up groggily, your mind trying to piece together the events that happened before your body gave out to exhaustion. It all starts coming back to you, as flashes in your mind. The man placing his hand on your arm, your vision faded, and it was as if you were locked into your own body moving without your own thoughts. Then you remember, gaining consciousness on the ground behind the bar, the sight in front of you Dazai, the man you had grown to secretly love was laughing maniacally as he repeatedly stabbed the ability user that had overtaken you. There was a part of you that knew you should be scared but you were, you found it incredibly sexy. The way that he held the severed hand that had touched you as he continued to get splattered with the man's blood did something to your core that shouldnโt be happening. You almost moan at the scene playing out in front of you but you get yourself together, knowing that neither of you can stay here without any repercussion.
Calling out his name repeatedly with no response, you grabbed onto his coat calling his first name out with the little strength you had and that got his attention. The look on his face as he turned to you, made your knees even weaker than they already were, wanting him to have his way with you in that dark alley, next to the man he had just killed for you. But you knew better, using all that you had left to get y'all back to the hotel.
That was all you could really remember before you were taken into the darkness of your own mind. You slowly sat up to scan the room for Dazai, luckily you didnโt have to look far because he was sitting at the desk next to the couch not having changed out of his blood-soaked clothing. Your mouth goes dry at how entrancing he looks, his jaw as tense, his Adam's apple jutting out from his neck as his head is tilted back beckoning for your tongue to graze it. You needed him, you had wanted him for some time now, but you NEEDED him, you needed the man who he had become to save you. You needed him.
Slowly and gently, you get off of the couch and approach him. As you bent down to grab his face, his eyes found yours, a flurry of emotions behind them. It was as he was spiraling before you, spiraling from what you had witnessed he did but when he looked into your eyes he didnโt see the fear that he assumed would be there. It was something that he didnโt expect, especially with how gently you were cradling his face.
โOsamuโ you whisper above him, your lustful eyes searching his for a sign, as the look in his eyes starts to match yours, you lean down to press your lips against his. Dazaiโs strong arms replace the feeling of where that other manโs hands were on you. His grip on you was tight making you moan into his mouth, pulling you down into his lap overpowering you. He could feel your heat as your body contacts his, making him press you into him further. You pull back for a second to look at his face, his pupils are blown out with lust, feeling against your own warmth how you were affecting him. You really needed him, the blood splatters against his pale skin the sight makes you stick your tongue out to lick some off his face. He quivers from the sensation and the idea of you cleaning his crime off him.
โI need you Osamu.โ ย You breathe into his ear, making him grind his hips into yours as your mouth moves down his neck licking, sucking, and biting, not minding the taste of the man he killed blood in your mouth. ย He moaned as he felt you sucking on the spot on his neck right before his collarbone, having unwrapped the bandages from his neck without him knowing in his lust-out state. He didnโt even care, he wanted you to see him, all of him. One of your hands moves down in between the two of you, palming his length as your hand stimulates the both of you while the back of your hand rubs against your core. You were driving him crazy; this was not what he expected after showing you a side of him that no one in his new life knew. As you started panting into his mouth from the sensation of feeling him harden in your hand and your griding, he forced his control on you by abruptly grabbing your ass and standing him. He almost haphazardly throws you on the bed as he immediately sheds his jacket off him. You hadnโt even noticed that his hands were still covered in blood, the hands that gripped you towards him,ย the hands that carried you to this bed, the thought almost made you cum, moaning loudly as he gaze up at him. A smug smirk appears on his face as he watches your eyes glaze over with lust looking at all the spatters of blood on him. You may be just as crazy as him.
How could someone as precious as you, as delicate as you, as soft as you be such a slut over him covered in blood, over him murdering someone? ย
He needed you as much as you needed him in this moment, and he was going to have his way with you.
โTake the dress off.โ His demand sends a shiver down your spine and you do as commanded, slowly shedding the dress off your shoulders and exposing your chest to him. Your moments were slow, too agonizingly slow for him, before you could even get the dress down your hips he grabbed your ankles dragging you down to him. He was getting impatient, taking the knife used to end a life out of his pocket and cutting down your dress in one swift motion. The knife is still so sharp that it leaves a shallow cut in your underwear, feeling the blade graze your slit. You couldnโt hold back anymore and came. This hasnโt ever happened to you before, cumming untouched but it went straight to Dazaiโs head and his dick.
โFuckโ He whispers as his hand immediately finds your still-clothed cunt, feeling your cum seeping through the fabric. โYou really did cum from that, you are one filthy thing.โ
Your breathing was heavy as you grazed up at him, eyes still filled with lust as he ripped your panties off, fingers only grazing through the folds of your lips, not touching your clit or inserting his fingers. You push your hips into his hand, earning a dark chuckle from him as he decides to treat you kindly, inserting his fingers into you.
โOsamu,โ you moan as his fingers move around inside of you. You looked so beautiful like this, panting and moaning for him, face still had splotches of blood on it, edges slightly sweated out from the slight foreplay that was going on. His thumb rubs on your slit making your eyes roll in the back of your head from the stimulation, the other two fingers inside you curling when they find the spot that would have you seeing stars. Youโre whinning at his antics, moaning his name, begging him over and over again for what, neither of the two of you knew. To let you cum? To keep going? All you kept saying was , โPlease Osamu, Pleaseโ
Dazai needed to be inside you but you had to cum for him first, he needed to cum for him first. He wanted to be completely focused on your face when you came from him for the first time, leaning down to your ear nibbling at it.
โCum for me, dollโ
And you came, you came harder than you did the first time. The grip you hand on Dazais fingers, he could only imagine how it was going to feel when he was finally able to put his dick in you. He chuckles, darkly as his face finds its way in between your thighs, licking up the mess you made once his fingers are left inside of you. Looking up at you, he could tell you were close to overstimulation, close to your mental and physical limits, and as much as he wanted to properly taste you, that would have to be for another time. He had already removed his pants when you were coming down from your second high, now kissing his way up your thigh to your calf as he placed your leg on his shoulder, giving the other leg the same attention as you whining reaching out to him.
His fingers spread you out as he slowly inserts himself into you, the feeling of you around him almost made him lose his load into you. No, he had to control himself, he had to give you what you needed.ย Your mouth was in an O shape from the burning stretch of having him inside of you, even with two orgasms and some stretching from is fingers it wasnโt enough to not cause you a bit of pain but the pain was pleasurable and you too almost came from the sensation. ย
Before he starts moving, he confesses โ Thatโs not the first man that Iโve killed.โ ย The sentence ends as he bottomed out into you. The immediate grip on him from your walls made him grip his teeth.
โThatโs okayโ You breathed, feeling even more turned on imaging how he looked as he took those other lives.
โAnd I hadnโt done that in so long, โ his thrusts begin, slowly but deep making your ankles did into his shoulders, โBut I did it for you, and I would do it again for you.โ
His confession made your toes curl as you came on his dick, gripping him to the point that it was almost painful for him, throwing himself forward onto you making your knees hit your chest.
โOh bella, you want me to kill for you? I would, I would kill anyone for you, I would kill anyone who did anything to you.โ His voice was hoarse as he starts to slam his hips into yours as you babble โyes yes Osamu yesโ with every word of violence, you squeeze him harder and harder. You were fucking insane, you were for him, only for him. His hips slammed into you with a force that will surely leave you sore tomorrow but you didnโt care it felt good, everything felt so good.
โFuck Osamu, gonna cum, gonna fucking cum.โ
โMe too Bella me too, Iโm cuming in you,โ it wasnโt a request or asking for any type of permission, he was telling you, telling you he was going to cum in you and thatโs what sent you over your third edge, with him following shortly behind you. His hips didnโt still as he kept unloading into you, forcing him cum deeper into you almost hoping it would take.
After a while of him breathing over you, he pulls out almost saddened by seeing his cum start to leak out of you. He looks from your cunt to your face, seeing the small, satisfied smile you had on, but your eyes looked heavy he knew you were at your limit, not even knowing how you were still conscious. It was time to get you to bed, he sighed as he went to turn the shower on, wishing he could run you a bath instead but there wasnโt time for that. He went and grabbed your bonnet out of your bag, gently lifting you off the bed to put it on your head and get you into the shower. His touch was so gentle in contrast to how he fucked you, in contrast to what those hands did to that man earlier. He washed your body so gently with the washcloth, making sure to clean you properly getting all the blood and sweat off you, and making sure not to over-stimulate you. He cleaned himself in the shower, not allowing you to do it due to how exhausted he knew that you were. Once the two of you were clean, he slipped you into one of his shirts and laid the two of you down bringing you to lay on his chest.
He could feel your breathing getting deeper and slower, realizing you were close to sleep which almost put a genuine smile on his face until he heard you call his name.
โHmmn.โ
โCan you tell me more about who you used to be?โ your voice so small, so tired, almost as if you were forcing yourself to stay awake.
That actually put a small smile on his face as he kissed your forehead, โYes but not tonight, now sleepโ
You nod into his chest as you nestle in, almost immediately falling asleep. Dazaiโs past still haunts him but he wouldnโt mind sharing it with you, only if itโs you.
