You had always known that your boyfriend had been a jealous man… but you had never known just how jealous he could get until you had all gone to a training get together with him.
All of the companies had chosen three members to come to the training with their captains. You hadn’t counted as a member of the company, but Benimaru took you along anyway.
Benimaru had been happy to bring you along until you had actually gotten there and met some of the other captains. Particularly, Akitaru Obi…
The two of you were getting along way too well for Benimaru’s liking.
Your laughter made him want to scream as he watched you playfully slap Obi’s chest. And Obi went right along with it. He never even thought about the fact that you had been the Captain of the Seventh’s girlfriend.
But Benimaru had thought about it extensively as he waited for you to come back to the seventh and eighth’s part of the living quarters.
Each Captain he managed to snag their own room while their three members shared a room with one other company.
When Benimaru saw Obi and yourself walking down the hallways together he leaned against the wall and crossed his arms, propping a foot on the wall behind him.
Obi looked up and locked eyes with him. He placed his hand behind his head and rubbed his neck nervously. “So… uh… this is me.”
Your voice was a little too chipper for Benimaru’s taste as you answered Obi. “I’m right next door.” You then locked eyes with a very jealous and angry Benimaru. “Waka!”
Obi stepped into his room with a wave to you and you slowly approached the Captain’s figure. Benimaru looked around the hallway to make sure no one was coming before standing from the wall.
In one swift movement you felt a strong hand wrap around your throat, pulling your body to the door of your room. Benimaru pushed you back and his lips lingered next to your cheek. “You think it’s alright to flirt with another Captain all night?”
You swallowed hard as you felt the ache between your legs grow. Benimaru never understood just how much it excited you when he took absolute and total control over you. “No, Captain.”
A smirk flashed over his face as he reached behind you and grasped the door handle. “Looks like it’s time for the Captain to teach you a lesson.”
The door opened and Benimaru continued to push you backward, your legs hit the back of the bed as he egged you on more and more. “People who don’t like to listen to orders get punished.”
You felt your body drop onto the mattress as his hand left your neck, his hands now grasping at your button up shirt. His large fingers slipped between the fabric and ripped, buttons popping off and flying onto the bed beside you.
His hands left the shirt and grabbed at your pants, wasting no time as he ripped them from your legs and threw them haphazardly to the floor. “Beni…”
All you could manage was part of his name before his lips were on yours and his hand slid between your legs. “You’ll be begging me to stop by the time I’m done with you.”
His fingers plunged into you, relentlessly sliding in and out of you. Your whole body quivered under his touch as you tried to keep control of yourself. But just as your walls began to close around his fingers he pulled them from you.
A whine left your lips as you let your head push back into the mattress. Benimaru stood and slid his pants down his legs before reaching for his shirt and pulling it over his head. “Now I wanna hear you nice and loud for me, baby girl. Daddy wants Obi to be sure to hear just how good he makes you feel.”
Benimaru’s hand gripped his length and tugged a couple times before lining himself up with your length. You bit your lips as you felt his body hover over your own.
With one quick thrust he bottomed himself out inside you. The sensation of his entrance coursed through your body and you cried out. His chuckle broke through the silence that now filled the room. “You can get louder, can't you?''
His pace started slow, but it wasn’t long before he was pounding his hips against your own. You were barely able to make words as he chased his high. “I can’t hear you.”
Benimaru’s taunts were like music to your ears as you wrapped your arms around him, placing your hands on his lower back and scratching.
As your nails dug into his skin he grit his teeth. “That’s right, baby. Who do you belong to?”
You tried as hard as you could to speak, but with his pace it was futile.
Your cunt was slowly clenching around him and he knew he didn’t have much longer to get you to call him what he wanted. “Say my name darling or this will never end.”
Your walls clamped down around him and you cried out exactly what he wanted to hear. “F-fuck. You, daddy.”
Benimaru grunted as the feelings of your slick coating him made him empty himself out inside you. He rolled over onto the bed next to you and pulled you into him, pulling one leg across his body. A firm hand planted on your ass as he made sure to praise you with a deep, loud voice. “Don’t ever forget it, Princess.”
Your eyes rolled as you got your first taste of just how deep Benimaru Shinmon’s jealousy could go.
Can you do Benimaru x reader ?Hmm, the reader is training with him then she gets injured,and after taking care of her,he confessed to her ? sorry if this is too much,your writing is amazing ✨
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Benimaru x fem!reader
(In this fic, if a third gen grows stronger it changes the eyes.(In the show the fifth pillar had her eyes changed when she got her ignition abilities, but I wanted to twist it) Other than that I have little idea of how the eyes change)
Little editing
Little swearing
Little drinking but reader is same age as Waka
In this moment you regretted asking your friend for training.
You had trained with him every day for the past four days, he was to help you strengthen your abilities so you could become a better third generation before sending you back to your company, the eighth.
What he was doing was annoying you and pissing you off. You would have hated him if he acted like this the whole time, outside of training he was sweet and funny, but damn, he could be tough. Sure you like it but it was almost the end of your training for the day, couldn't he see you were nearing your limit? Maybe you’re holding it together better than you thought.
Which was confirmed when the next words left his mouth “I know you can do better. I saw you do better yesterday in fact” his voice sent anger throughout your veins, you took a deep breath and closed your eyes for just a second, grounding yourself so you don't lash out at the annoying, ridiculous, strange, interesting handsome, sexy.... You grit your teeth and your eyes fly open, cutting off your thoughts as you tried to use your flames again. Come on, you think, i can push myself, just a little more
He was about to speak but you heard his mouth shut as you moved your arms out in front of you, feeling the flame in your veins travel down the inside of your arm and around your wrist, flowing down each finger to the tip before swirling down and pooling in your palms. You tighten the circle of bright warmth, growing smaller and smaller, until you begin to make your own version of a sun wheel. You twist your hands, the fire staying in the air as you make a circle, when you connect the ends together it erupts into tiny explosions of stars that twist around each other.
He'd be lying if he said he wasn’t impressed with this display. He watched as you sent your attack forward, the strongest he’s witnessed from you. “Now do it again” he says and you turn to speak your mind but he takes one look at your face and hops down from the porch and quickly comes toward you, causing you to take a step back and tense your stance
“your eyes have changed. You are getting stronger” you can't look away from his eyes even if you wanted to, the anger you had felt for him had dissipated with his proximity. “What do you mean? What do they look like?” he points to your left “that one, is like mine, an X, except green. Your other is green with a pink heart” you hum softly, your cheeks flushing under his intense gaze, he leans down and your breath hitches, until he whispers “now do it again”
you feel your annoyance and your anger boil in your veins again as you huff, turning towards the training ground. You gather all your annoyance and anger, the last energy you had, sending it all to your palms as you feel the familiar swirl of flame and as you make your circle. Your hands shake, your breathing hard pants as the oxygen doesn’t come. You feel your flames sputter and when your circle connects the ends,, the stars that erupt fly back at your fingertips making you scream out as the flame turns to smoke.
You cradle your hands to your chest as he appears next to you “let me see” he commands, his voice strained with worry. You slowly hold out your hands, the tips of your fingers smoking and the skin singed in a few places on almost every finger. “Come with me” he says through his teeth and you can’t tell if he is mad at you. You nod and follow him into the guard house, your fingers leaving smoke behind you with every step, chewing your lip in worry.
He takes you into the medical room and gestures for you to kneel with him. He holds out his hand and you sigh as you hold them out in front of you, the sunlight through the window hitting them and illuminating the several black dots that are still smoking.
He doesn’t say anything while he cleans up your hands, his eyebrows furrowed. “I’m sorry” you whisper “I messed up” he shakes his head to the side once but doesn’t speak until he’s done bandaging your hands. The only sound being your hiss of breath every time his gentle fingers brush a healing ointment over your wounds or the touch of bandages.
“You’ll be okay, just overheated and you should heal up fine.” His voice is gruff and he won’t look you in the eye “I'm so sorry. I pushed you too hard. I didn’t mean for you to get hurt. I should have known. I should have seen the signs. I can’t believe I made you hurt your beautiful hands. I’m so sorry” his voice cracks in the last word and you reach out, but he stands quickly and leaves you in the middle of the room.
A few hours later you try to catch his eye during dinner but he avoids you, talking to Konro beside him and not even facing your direction. You give up trying to talk to him and fill your glass with wine, downing it and then grabbing the bottle and leaving the table quietly. Your heart is too sad to even stay there, trying to talk to the man you had started to get feelings for but having him avoid you was terrible, it felt like it was your heart he was cutting up on his plate.
“What are you doing Waka?” Konro asks with a sigh, watching you leave the room with the bottle clutched to your chest, your hands not touching it all. “What do you mean?” he asks and takes a bite, hoping the food will sate some of the acid currently burning his stomach. “I mean, you’re avoiding her, and she's been trying to get you to look at her all evening. What did you do and why are you avoiding her?”
Benimaru sighs, looking around the nearly empty room before turning towards Konro “I pushed her too hard. She hurt herself. It was my fault and I can't seem to bear looking at her knowing I am the one who hurt her” Konro furrows his eyebrows “have you asked her how she feels? Have you talked to her at all? ” Benimaru looks at his hands “I uh..“ Konro nods “Waka, stop acting like a child. She’s a grown woman, treat her like one.” his eyes widen before he stands and leaves the table. Konro was right, he was acting like a child, he needed to treat you like the strong woman he knows you are, and be the man he is and talk to you.
You find your way back to the medical room, grabbing some more bandages and then making your way up to the roof. You sigh as you sit at the edge of the roof, dangling your feet over the edge. You unwrap your hands, the semi-dirty bandages unraveling from your fingers, and wince when the cool air touches your burns. Pulling out the roll of gauze you start to redress your fingers, but they shake too much to do it properly.
“Damn” you whisper as the gauze falls from your fingers for the upteenth time, this time falling from the roof all together. Your fingers just didn't want to cooperate with you, so you sighed again, the heaviness in your heart growing as you turn your attention to the sky, the moon full and bright; unlike your heart.
“You dropped something” you laugh in jest “I've dropped a lot of things recently Waka, the ball, my goddamn heart, that one wasn’t on purpose though. Kinda blindsided me actually” you ramble, taking a drink from the bottle as he sits next to you, your hand throbbing against the cool glass.
He takes the bottle from you and takes a drink before setting it farther behind him so it wont roll off the roof. He holds his hand out towards you and you sigh before shoving your wrist against his palm, your fingers shaking as you avoid his eye contact.
“I meant the gauze” he says and you chuckle dryly, a embarrassed about your outburst as you mutter “oops.” His hands shake slightly as he wraps your fingers, but they were as gentle as they were before. The cover of the bandages feels better against your burns, no exposed sensitive skin. He brings your hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to your palm that sobers you up (you had like 2 glasses so you wouldn't even be drunk or even too buzzed by now, a long time has gone by and you ate a big dinner) he places your hand down against his thigh and holds out his hand for your other, which you place much gentler against his palm this time.
When he finishes he places another soft kiss to your fingers and you move your hand up to his cheek tilting his face up so he looks you in the eye “Benimaru. I don’t blame you. Sure you did push me, but I was too angry, I should have realized I went too far already. You know I like a little tough love to push me so I get stronger” You watch the corners of his mouth twitch into an almost smile as his eyes flick between both of yours
“Thank you,” you whispered, your hand still resting against his cheek, your bandages tickling his skin “thank you for patching me up. For taking care of me still.” you close your eyes and lean your head against his shoulder “Please don't avoid me anymore” your voice was sad and it made his heart crack. He stares into the sky for a few seconds, putting his thoughts in order, before he reaches out, one hand around your waist and the other on the back of your head as he pulls you up into his embrace and moves you both a little farther from the edge of the roof.
“Don’t go back to the eighth. Stay in the seventh.” he whispers, “I want you to stay” his cheek was against the top of your head as he held you gently to his chest,. “What.. like just as a subordinate who works with you?” He chuckles and it shakes you gently, “no, not just a subordinate.I dont usually hold my subordinates like this and I don't gain feelings for them. You have never been a subordinate to me. You’re intriguing to me. Captivating.” your heart beats races, your cheeks feeling warm as your spine tingles excitedly.
“I’m sorry for avoiding you. Konro talked some sense into me. I need you to know that I really adore you. I don’t want you to leave. I have been dreading the end of this week” you pull back and kiss his cheek softly before you part from his embrace so you could look in his eyes “I’ve been dreading leaving you.” your voice was as quiet as his, the only one listening was the moon and stars above, “You’re strong, you have a good heart, and when you’re not pushing me with training,” you smile when he chuckles “you make me laugh, and you make me happy” your cheeks are flushed from your expressions of feelings and from his soft gaze. “Can I stay with you?”
He leans forward, kissing the blush on both of your cheeks. “Please” he says, his voice sending tingles down your spine before his lips connect with yours for the first time. Your eyes flutter closed as his soft lips touch yours, stars bursting behind your eyelids as your hands rest against his neck. When he pulls back the cool air sends a shiver down your spine and he smiles “we should go inside, it’s getting late and cold.” He runs his fingers softly through your hair “Plus we should talk to Obi tomorrow since you’re going to stay”
