Ikeno gets a little jelly of your interactions with others after you end up on opposite sides of the group.
ᯓ★ Contains: AFAB!Reader, SMUT, HEAVYDom!Ikeno, Bottom!Reader, ZombieCard!Reader, Possessive sex, HEAVY Degradation, Fingering, PinV sex, Quickie (kinda idk i got carried away lmao), Edging, Breeding kink, Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, please!), Risk of getting caught, Pre-established relationship, Porn w/ Plot, Ikeno is kind of a dick but you love him, Ts all over the place, I’m a fiend for Ikeno
ᯓ★ Pairing: Ikeno x Fem!Reader
ᯓ★ Word Count: 2.9k
ᯓ★ A/N: I wrote this while my phone was on like 15% lmao
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You tried your hardest not to let your eyes roam, you really tried. But it’s like you could feel Ikeno’s eyes burning into your skull. His eyes were locked onto you, tongue clicking at the bottom of his mouth with his arms crossed aggressively.
The group in the far distance of the other side of the room was busy plotting on how to get rid of all of the zombies, and even when you tried to hide it, you couldn’t keep it a secret from your boyfriend. You just couldn’t— not when it risked both of your lives. But it seemed even telling him was a mistake, because instead of seeking to protect you, he walked off, hands shoved in pockets, not sparing you a second glance.
“[Name], do you think you could turn someone into a zombie?” The boy in the blue jacket, who you had learned was named ‘Nobuaki’ shook you from your thoughts. You whipped your head to the right, looking at him before pursing your lips in frustration. All you could do was shake your head.
“That’s alright, just try your best, okay?” His hand rested atop your shoulder, looking to comfort you, since he could tell your body was tense.
You and Ikeno were never too open about your relationship, preferring to keep it between close friends and family. Even back home, a lot of your friends would claim he was selfish, didn’t care for anyone but himself. And even if they were right, you looked past it.
“Mhm. I know, thanks, Nobu.” You flash him a forced smile the best you could, and he returns it with a cheeky grin. Out of your peripheral vision, you could’ve sworn you saw Ikeno’s eyes roll so far into the back of his head, he would’ve gotten a headache.
Before you could speak another word, another round had already begun, you guys had a plan to begin turning as many people as possible into zombies to become the winning team— but it’s not like you could get Ikeno to become one.
You don’t think he’d use a shotgun card on you, but the fear still lingered in your mind an uncomfortable amount. Luckily, for you, it didn’t seem like anyone else besides your group, and Ikeno, knew about you being a zombie. So, the chances of getting a shotgun card were slim. You’d have to thank him for at least keeping it a secret for you. But, you couldn’t be too safe.
You tapped Natsu’s shoulder, another person in your group alongside a few others to carry out your plan. She willingly let you turn her into a zombie, and it seemed like all was going well.
“Thanks, [Name]… we just need a few more people to be a part of the zombies team without knowing we’re a zombie.” She lightly rubbed your shoulder, small particles of dust flying off of your blood-stained shirt.
You waited patiently for the round to end in its entirety, and you knew nobody in your group was going to look to save Ikeno— so, even though anxiety overshadowed every other emotion coursing through your body, you had to be the one to turn him into a zombie. Maybe… if he just knew about what you guys were looking to do, he’d comply.
With most everyone else’s game coming to a close, you wandered around in a panicked state, searching for any sign of your boyfriend.
His familiar curly hair stuck out among all others, and you rushed up behind him, wrapping your arms around his torso. “Ikeno! Listen… there’s— there’s not a lot of time until the next round starts… I—“ You stumbled over your words, out of breath from sprinting around the large game arena. Nobody was around, so you wanted to take this opportunity to at least try and explain to him.
He let out a loud sigh, shoving you off of him before turning around to get a look at you in full. You attempted to reach out for his hand, looking to grasp at any part of him you could, but he kept his eyes looking anywhere but you.
When your struggle to get him to listen began to die down, he finally let his eyes lock back onto your own.
“You wanna fuck that guy?” He asks, bluntly, catching you off guard from your former attempt to shake some sense into him.
“…What?”
“That guy. The one you were talking to. I saw the way he touched you, the way you looked at him. You wanna fuck him, don’t you?”
You scoffed in disbelief, shaking your head, and trying to get back onto the previous topic. “What, Nobu? God, Ikeno, we don’t have time for this… obviously not— but I really need you to listen to me. We’re really close to being the winning team, just let me turn you into a zombie, please. We can win together.”
He cocked an eyebrow, taking a step forward cautiously. Maybe you piqued his interest, or maybe another dumb idea popped into his dumb head. Your relief was evident as you noticed his more calm body language.
“That so?” He asked, a smirk forming on the corners of his lips.
You nodded.
“And when we win, are you gonna go run off with that little fucker? Huh?” His arms crossed, clearly being more petty about your interaction with Nobu rather than the fact you were a zombie.
“Oh my god, Ikeno. You’re so goddamn annoying sometimes.” You go to lay a hand on his forearm, but he grips your wrist with extreme force, making your movements stop instantaneously.
“Okay. I’ll go along with your stupid plan. But let me prove to you how much better I am than him, yeah?” He starts to close the distance between you two, faces now just inches apart. He leans over, as if trying to make you feel fragile compared to him.
“Excuse me?” You tried to back up, but he just kept leaning in closer. He rested a hand underneath your chin and tilted it up to trap you in a soft kiss.
When your lips parted, you almost cracked up laughing. “Ikeno, we can’t do this now. Too many people are here, besides the next round—“
“Fuck everyone else. Fuck this stupid game. You said it yourself, we’ll both win if you have me to add to your team, right?”
You paused, letting his words dance into the air. You could hear your heartbeat in your ears, and your breath quickened.
He let out a soft chuckle, moving his hand from under your chin to your cheek, and he used his free arm to pull you in closer to him by your waist. Your lips met again, but less soft this time.
It was more demanding, like he was taking what he wanted. His tongue swiped along your bottom lip, but before you could even open your own lips, he shoved his tongue in, not waiting for compliance.
You whimpered softly against his lips, and you could just feel the sly smile that stretched along his face.
“We’ll make it quick, when the next round starts you can turn me into a fucking zombie, alright? Just… wanna do this, first.”
The air between the two of you grew hot, and passionate. At this point, you didn’t even care if someone stepped in right now… or maybe you were just too caught in the moment to even notice or think about what the others would see if they did.
“Ikeno—“ He smashed his lips against yours harshly, drawing a soft noise from your throat. Between kisses and crashes of his tongue against yours he spoke to you, voice lower than you’ve ever heard it before.
“Don’t want that fucker around you again. You’re mine. Doesn’t he understand that?” His hands traveled lower, hate and jealousy in all that he touched, spit basically a curse to every other who wanted you.
In a way, Ikeno wanted someone to walk in. He wanted someone to see you like this, wanted it so badly to be Nobu. He couldn’t stand the jealousy that clouded his mind, it made him feel vulnerable.
The next round had started— indicated by the speakers that played every time one had ended, and begun again.
“Ikeno… the round…”
He slammed your hips against one of the free tables, tossing his cards across the surface. His hands were unwavering, squeezing every single thing he could.
“Relax. We’re partners now, right? Perfect. You can carry out that zombie team trick on me. Now just shut the fuck up, I won’t make it too long.”
His words made your back arch against the cold feeling of the table beneath you, his hands lifting up and wrinkling bundles of your clothes. He was quick to frantically move his hands to unbutton your jeans, earning another sweet sound from you.
“Hah… fucking whore. Should mark you up for even letting another guy breathe the same air as you. Especially one as pathetic as him. Desperate for some dick, are you?”
You whined, hands grasping at his hair while he pulled down the harsh fabric of your pants. You could feel his cock straining against his own, occasionally moving against you for some friction— maybe a way to keep him just a tad more sane while he teased you.
He rubbed his fingers against your clothed cunt, trying to savor the moment as best he could. His breath got progressively heavier and his own desperation for you started to take over.
“God, if only we had more time. I’d tease this pretty pussy for hours upon hours…” His voice was hoarse, a moan eliciting from the man. Your own whimpers were covered by your hand slapped over your mouth.
He pushed your underwear to the side and began to move his fingers on your wet core.
“Mmh… fucking slut. Wanted this the whole time? Wanted to piss me off like that so I could show you who’s in charge? Yeah?”
His words spat out like venom, and it seemed he still had a tinge of pettiness in him since he plunged two fingers inside of you without another word.
A noise reminiscent of a scream escaped your throat, and you were quick to bite your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. Your eyes crossed, as Ikeno rapidly pushed his fingers in and out of you at an unforgiving pace.
“Dumb bitch. Should really know your place.” He used his left arm to steady himself against the table, and when your head tilted to the side, embarrassed by how little you had on— he gripped your face tightly, forcing you to look at him.
“Nuh-uh. Keep your goddamn eyes on me.” His fingers sped up, a groan from him piercing through the air at how slick you were, the sound swallowing the room whole.
“Yeah, you like it when I take control over you like this. Pathetic.”
You hated how much his words got you going, the wetness seeping out onto the edge of the table, and a familiar knot in your stomach arose at the sensation.
“Ikeno— please…” You tried to speak, your mind fogged and clouded by pleasure.
“Please what? Gotta use your words like a good bitch.” Ikeno’s snarky smile was plastered onto his face, eyes entranced by your glistening slick.
“Please… lemee—“ He cut you off with a ‘tsk’ and pulled his fingers out of you.
You whined loudly, which prompted Ikeno to shove two of his fingers into your mouth to shut you up.
“Mm… I dunno… you’ve been a disgusting little thing recently, haven’t you?”
Through the muffle of his hand you tried to speak, “The round… Ikeno! Just… please, let me…”
He could only laugh at you, almost mocking you, and you felt humiliated.
“Eager thing, hm? Too bad I like having you this way. Maybe a couple extra minutes wouldn’t hurt, would it?” He chuckled at himself, unbuckling his belt and letting it drop to the floor.
“Guess you’re still focused on this dumb fucking game instead of me. Forget who you’re dealing with, whore?” He placed his tip and aligned it with your entrance, you were muttering out incoherent phrases about what an asshole he was.
“Yeah, uh-huh. Guess I gotta fuck you ‘till you can’t think about anything but me.”
He shoved himself into you, both of you moaning in unison at the feeling. Ikeno’s breath staggered, a short laugh following afterward. God, the feeling, god… it was all too much. You attempted to speak, but your words were cut short by another harsh thrust from him.
“Sluts don’t speak unless they’re asked to. Learn a thing or two.” His hips snapped into you again, then again… then again. Your eyelids fluttered shut, and it seemed Ikeno was too focused on the pleasure to even try and get you to look at him again.
“God— shit… could that idiot… fuck you as good as I do?” Groans escaped him, and you just sat there and took it, pleads and whimpers only egging him on further.
His cock twitched inside of you with every noise you made, allowing for more pleasure to guide you towards that release you so desperately needed. You could feel yourself getting closer as his dick violently rammed into you.
“Ikeno… c’mon.” At that, he looked up at you, and smiled. He slowed his movements until he came to a complete halt inside of you.
You wanted nothing more than to smack him across the chest for getting you so close like that again, and then leaving you that way. But you knew if you did, he’d only keep edging you until you completely broke. So, you settled for trying to push yourself back onto him, causing him to grab your hips in a bruising grip.
“Beg.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Beg.”
At this point you were far too deep in to go back, and you knew if Ikeno kept dragging this on, you’d probably see your boyfriend get shot through the head with a laser if you didn’t hurry. So, even though you wished you had more time for this…
“Please.”
“Hm? Didn’t catch that. Speak up for me, cumslut.”
“Please, Ikeno, please! Need to cum, please…”
“Thaaaat’s a good bitch.”
And just like that, he started to thrust into you again, slow, at first… but then picked up the speed.
“See what happens when you obey me?” He ran his fingers through your hair while your moans echoed into the room. He muttered a few more swear words against your neck while kissing it roughly. Not enough to leave a hickey, but enough to remind you who you belonged to.
“God… gonna fuck every last drop into you. Maybe when that ‘Nobu’ motherfucker sees your stomach round with my baby… he’ll fuck right off. How’s that sound?”
He groaned into your ear, and you gripped his hair tightly while the soft strands fell atop his forehead. His sweat almost dripped onto you with how hot the air had now become.
“Please… please…” You continued to plead for him, his hips stuttering like your words were some sort of switch for him in his brain.
The knot in your stomach grew and grew, and you brought your hand up to your mouth to bite on it.
“Mhm… mine… forever, mine.” His cock hit that sweet spot inside of you, making your back arch off of the table once more, and you pulled and grasped at pieces of his clothing for support.
“Awh, right there, baby?” His tongue fell out of his mouth like he was focused on getting you there, and he then felt himself slipping closer towards his release.
“Make sure this message reaches that little shit, Nobu. When this round ends go off to him and tell him what a good time you had with your boyfriend.”
Maybe it was the way he said it, maybe it was how possessive he was being, you don’t know, but it set off something inside of you that caused you to finish just like that.
He laughed at you, but hunched over in pleasure while his own high was quick approaching. You could hardly think now, wrapping your arms around his neck to try and help him reach his point.
He let out a guttural groan while spilling himself inside of you. His smile grew back onto his face while his curly hair covered his eyes from how messy it got. He pulled out of you, looking down to see his cum leaking out of you. You laid against the table, chest rising up and down with harsh breaths.
He was quick to pull his pants back up, fumbling with the belt, and he looked back up at you, who lay still.
“Hey, don’t think we got much time left. Turn me into a zombie before the next round…” He helped you steady yourself, and adjusted your clothes to get back on you properly. He walked you over to the chair on the opposite side of where he’d be sitting and helped you settle into it.
He picked up his cards and flashed you a cheeky grin like he was waiting for you to put your cards down.
“If that asshole tries anything, might have to do that in front of him next time.”
Kuina wants to treat you to something new for your anniversary <3
ᯓ★ Contains: AFAB!Reader, SMUT, SoftTop!Kuina, Bottom!Reader, Oral (Reader Receiving), Praise Kink, Kuina is a certified pussy eater, Pre-established Relationship
ᯓ★ Pairing: Hikari Kuina x Fem!Reader
ᯓ★ Word Count: 1.1k
ᯓ★ A/N: First post here !! I hope you enjoy my dearests, I need Kuina carnally. (Kinda short, so I’ll try writing a longer one next time… hehe)
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You had it easy. Well, as easy as you could have it in a shitty dystopian place like this. You worked as an executive of the Beach, a place where all those lucky enough, (or unlucky enough) to survive, have found their way. It was honestly pretty impressive how Hatter, the mastermind behind it, was able to convince so many others to give up their cards and stay as a resident. Although, the more you thought about it, the more it all seemed to make sense to you. Those who have already pretty much lost their sanity and will to keep going, found a new form of hope here, even if that hope was misplaced in the hands of those above them.
The Beach was somewhere unbeknownst to you for a brief period of time, only occasionally hearing it in passing conversations. It had never piqued your interest until a rather intimidating man wearing a loose bracelet labeled with the number ‘2’ had grasped your attention amidst the chaos of a clubs game. You hadn’t bothered him throughout the round, but the periodic walkie talkie going off in his back pocket just kept sending alarming signals through your head.
You don’t remember the exact details that led you to becoming a trusted, and loyal member of this place— but you couldn’t exactly complain. You were protected here, at least somewhat, and if it weren’t for your arrival, you wouldn’t have met your now beloved, Hikari Kuina.
Oh, how you adored her. It was like she kept your sanity in check whenever you felt it slipping through your firm— yet wavering grasp. It somehow felt secure and safe when you were around her, and the otherworldly warmth she gave was like no other.
You didn’t have a clear track of time, when everything seemed to move by so slow, yet so fast here. But, with each passing day, you tried to keep yourself in check by at least attempting to count how many days went by. You had no clue how long you and Kuina had been together for, so you guys kinda had fun with the dates and time.
On random days, sometimes multiple times a week, you would go around yelling about how it was your anniversary (almost like every day was at that point). Today was one of those special days.
Typically, Kuina would find snacks or things that she knew you liked while wandering around the district, and would run them back to you with a sweet, handwritten letter dedicated to her lovely lady.
Sometimes, you two would have intimate and romantic makeout sessions while the music blasted on the floor below you. It was nice, too nice, for an otherwise destructive and chaotic world.
But… you’d never done something like this before. With anyone, for that matter.
——
“It’s okay, baby. You’re doing so good. So, so good f’me…” Kuina was placed between your legs, head dipping down to lick up all of the juices that ran down your thighs and onto the soft blanket below.
She hooked her middle finger around the inside of you— you clenched around her with every movement she made.
Soft whimpers and whines escaped your mouth, drowned out by the music blasting downstairs. Your body desperately tried to keep up with her, despite her gentle and slow pace.
The light outside was getting darker by the minute, signifying that the day was soon to come to an end— and she was determined to have you feeling like heaven by the end of the night. The lights in the room were dimmed, and the soft scent of salt water and the gentle breeze filled your senses. Maybe it was just wishful thinking, maybe those smells were all in your head. Maybe Kuina just had you feeling so good, you could forget about everything for right now— and that was okay with you.
“Mmh… please, Kuina— I c—“ “Shh, easy baby, easy…” Her hands caressed your thighs, carefully palming your core, and brushing a hair behind her ear. She leaned her head down again, strokes of her tongue swirled around your puffy, and sensitive cunt. It was like she had been starving for a taste of you.
“Taste so goddamn good. Gotta treat you before the end of our anniversary, right, baby?” A small giggle left her gleaming lips.
Her eyes were locked into a trance, with the way your body twitched in her hold. “Feel nice?” She asked with a slight smirk tugging at the corner of her lips, keeping direct eye contact while you scrambled out for a response. She pulled another harsh moan from your body, pupils dilating onto you as soon as the sweet sound reached her ears.
“Kuina… so— so…” You gasped for air, chest heaving up and down quickly, as you attempted to ground yourself.
“Close?” She added, a newfound confidence beaming in her eyes. You nodded your head frantically, tears of pleasure threatening to fall. You reached out and grabbed ahold of her hair, a soft gasp escaping her mouth at the feeling.
“I got’chu… don’t worry.” And with that, she disappeared beneath your inner thighs again, lapping up the wetness that seeped into the mattress below. You felt your high rise once more, and your grip on her only tightened with the feeling closing in on you. She was cautious so as to not leave any harsh bruises on your legs whilst she held you still.
“I— I’m… f—ffuucckk…” Your voice shook in ecstasy, letting the feeling take over with Kuina’s persistent pace beneath you. Before either of you could let out any more words, a loud, satisfied whine escaped your throat as you finished.
She helped you ride out your high, and swallowed every last drop your body was giving to her. Her hand reached up to massage your body, letting you come down from the pleasure that gripped you.
“Good job, hon… amazing job. So proud of you, such a good girl.” Her lips muttered praises against your clit, the vibrations sending shockwaves of slight overstimulation through your spine. She placed a soft kiss, before pulling her head up and licking up all of the remaining fluids that drenched her face. Noticing your tired expression, she smiled a little, flopping down beside you atop the soft bed.
She rubbed the sides of your face lightly, whispering some more loving words of admiration and appreciation, pulling you flush against her.
“I’m so proud of my sweet girl.”
And with that, she kissed your temple, letting your eyes close and the cool air filled the room. Her hold around you stayed tight, like she was determined to keep you safe. You had hoped that the both of you could return to your world, together.
