“Fuck you.”
- Kenji Katsaros (Hero) smut -
I danced to the beat of the music, my hips swaying to the rythm of the drums, hands going trough my hair as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the night. I deserved this. I deserved a fun night out with my friends. Poppy and Dax dragged me out of my apartment for this party. Like literally dragged me out. Not that I’m complaining, I actually enjoyed my time at The grand after a very long time, if I do say so myself. After everything that has been happening, I didn’t feel like going out. But it turned out it’s exactly what I needed.
Grayson gazed upon the crowd, as if his eyes searched for someone. He noticed me. The same second he made his way to me. “I see you’re feeling better.” he said as he took a sip from his drink, handing me a cocktail. A little smirk escaping as he scanned my body, almost unnoticeable.
“Yeah, sorry I missed work.” I apologised, lying to him once again. God it hurts to lie like that.
“Don’t apologise, the most important thing is that you’re okay.” he smiled softly at me, starring at the floor as he nodded. I could sense he wanted to say more, but I guess he didn’t have enough drinks for that.
“Thank you Grayson." I answered, "Thank you for everything, I owe you one.” I put my arm onto his shoulder, as if I tried to explain there was more than he knows.
“No, you don’t.” he paused “Any time, anything.” he winked at me as he made his way to the bar. I tried to ignore it. I tried to ignore my problems. I tried to ignore how much explaining I had to do. I tried to ignore the fact that I was mad at Kenji, for not inviting me to his own party at his own club. I tried to forget about my responsibilities for a moment, right here and right now on the dance floor at this stupid party. Not that stupid after all, as Mi gente started playing. For fucks sake that was Kenji’s song. I smiled as I got into the song, body moving to the sound, not giving a fuck about who’s watching or what’s going on around me. Even though the music blasted trough me, I could still hear a motor engine roar outside. I knew. Hell, everyone knew. A devilish smile escaped as a thought came to my mind.
Lights danced across the room, making the people around me barely visible. I couldn’t see him but somehow I felt his eyes on me. I turned to search for him but Eva appeared in front of me as she greeted me with a hug. I returned the favor as I grabbed her hand immediately: “Dance with me!” I almost screamed at her ear, the loud music making it hard to keep up a conversation. She laughed as we danced to the middle of the dance floor. I glanced at the bar where Kenji now stood beside Grayson, a drink in his hand and some drunk girls around him, too close for my liking, practically throwing themselves at him.
I pulled Eva closer to my body, locking eyes with her as her face dropped and got serious. I moved in sync with her as she let out a small laugh, “You’re so drunk.” she grabbed me by the hips, dancing with me. My throat got dry, not realizing where this was leading, but I just didn’t care at all.
“Can I borrow Y/N for a bit?” someone interrupted as we parted. Kenji stood there, hand in his pockets of his new black suit that looked so damn good on him. My eyes checked him from head to toe, he obviously catching me, a smirk forming on his face.
“Of course. Sorry for keeping her up.” Eva said as she was leaving, probably realizing what was happening, the tension being left in the air as she blended in with the crowd dancing around.
“Follow me?” Kenji said as he made his way to somewhere more quiet, going to what appeared his office up the stairs. He opened the door for me, closing it with a slam as he entered right after me.
“What the hell was that?” Kenji said, his expression mixed with anger and what seemed jealousy.
“What the hell was what? Oh you mean those girls throwing themselves at you at the bar?” I was not having this right now. Even in this drunken state, I tried to be as reasonable as I could be, but Kenji was fucking testing me.
“I don’t blame you. All of them were drooling over you, I just thought you might have a bit more tact than to-”
“You just said it yourself Y/N!” Kenji returned, a little louder than I’d expected.
“Said what?” I asked infuriated.
“That it was them, the girls, not me! God, do you think that I don’t get jealous of the attention you get?”
“I don’t fucking return it Kenji.”
“Neither do I, but seeing you all flirty with Grayson and Eva is too much for me.” He yelled as I headed towards the door behind him. I couldn’t even look at him, which was a shame, as he looked absolutely delicious tonight. His muscular arms looked especially strong beneath his jacket and his tight jeans showed off his sculpted legs.
“Don’t walk away from me.” He said firmly as he stepped in my way. Our fight was developing much quicker than I thought it would. I was about to apologise and say sorry, even though this was mostly all my fault. Not anymore. I stepped away and walked around his office, looking at the table to the walls, not knowing what to say to him that will calm him down. He followed me, i turned around to face him, I hit the wall behind me.
“All you had to do was say no.” I almost yelled as he continued to move closer, fury consuming me. I’d never thought that I’d done anything to deserve someone as incredible as Kenji, so fear of losing him was a sensitive area for me.
“You knew that this came with my fame. It’s not easy when they’re basically mobbing me. I can’t afford to be seen as rude. I can’t just say ‘no’. The Grand is something I’ve acomplished by myself, and this hero life is giving me a hard time to properly enjoy it.” He said frustrated.
“Does being with me make it that hard to say no to other girls?”
“Tell me you’re joking Y/N.” He said shaking his head. It seemed like he wa staking this as a joke. My hands trembled with rage.
“Fuck you Kenji.” I said as he stopped about a foot from me. I can’t believe I just said that. The alcohol finally coming out of me.
“What did you say?” He asked towering over me and squinting. I swallowed and raised my voice.
He slammed his hands onto the wall either side of my head and breathed heavily. His cheeks were flushed and brow furrowed from the stress of us fighting. Kenji ground himself into me and ran his hand through his messy hair before leaning down to kiss my neck.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I said dryly, trying to push him off me but failing as his super strength far outweighed mine.
“Showing you how much I don’t want anyone else.” He said nipping at my neck. He was absolutely unpredictable. A second ago he was fuming, and now he was making me whimper as he sucked hickeys along my jugular and down to my collarbone. As he dragged his tongue down to my cleavage and tore my dress down my body, I gasped and my eyes snapped up to meet his. My anger was suddenly almost completely gone, immediately replaced by lust.
“I hope you’re ready.” He spoke huskily, his lips hovering over mine. Both of our breathing was erratic.
“This is gonna be rough.”
Kenji slammed my hips back into the wall, my hiss of his name cut off by his lips being planted firmly on mine. He pulled my dress along with my stockings and underwear down my smooth legs, the cool air immediately reaching my heat. I brought my hands to rub over my tummy, trailing them down before being stopped by Kenji.
“Hands on the wall.” He spoke onto the skin of my collarbone, peppering kisses along my neck. I pulled my hands from my body, placing them on the crotch of his pants. If I hadn’t been paying attention, it would have been easy to miss him falter slightly, his eyelids staying shut for a moment longer than a blink. I loved that I could do that to him.
“Hands on the wall, Y/N.” He spoke more forcefully this time, gripping my writs and positioning me so that my palms were flat against the wall with my arms outstretched either side of me.
“Kenji.” I whimpered as he tended to my neck once more, focusing on the sweet spot that he knew his way around so well. He quickly unclasped my bra, squeezing my breasts and pinching my hard nipples once they were free. As the pressure of his touch on my body increased, so did the likelihood of me falling, my legs trembling at each rough touch.
“You like that baby?”
“Oh my god.” I breathed out as his middle finger came to rest on my clit.
“Answer me.”
“Yes Kenji.” I shot back. He smirked at the control shift, I’d been so angry with him, and it’d taken all of two minutes for him to win me back over.
“Spread your legs for me darling.” Kenji whispered huskily, my feet instinctively shuffling further apart.
“Good girl.” He praised as he rubbed between my cleft. His fingers worked their magic, occasionally slipping into me and pulling upwards, causing moans of his name to slip my lips. It took even less time than usual for him to have me worked up and needy, my nails clawing at the the wall as I struggled to keep my arms straight.
“That was quick.” He smirked. “Would you like to come?” I tightened around his fingers before he moved them to my clit, rubbing quick circles over it.
“Yes please.” I whispered, looking into his grey eyes. I saw them soften as my head fell forwards, giving all of my strength into keeping myself on my feet.
“Seeing as you asked so nicely, you can.” Kenji said as I neared my end. “Just not yet.” I groaned as he pulled his hand from me.
I heard an unzipping sound before the clunk of a belt hitting the floor followed by that of jeans. I pulled my head up, my eyes opening to see him haul his shirt over his head. He stood in front of me completely naked, his thick shaft standing away from his body, hard and ready. He stepped forward and lifted me up against the wall, positioning himself at my entrance.
“Ready?” He said quietly, attaching his lips to my mine and slamming into me. He must have asked just to let me know that it didn’t matter whether or not I was. He gave me no more than a few seconds to adjust, his length still a shock to me each time we were together. I ran my hand through his hair and moaned as he pounded into me, my whole weight being on his hips making the pressure even greater. Kenji moved one of his arms from under me and brought in up to tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear. His breath washed over my face as he tilted my head up, connecting our lips once more. He slowed his thrusts to concentrate on the kiss and his tongue fought mine for dominance, his winning as usual. I pulled back from him, tugging on his bottom lip as I did and earned a groan from him. He retaliated by hooking his hands just before the bend of my knees, adjusting his angle slightly, and pounding back into me even harder.
He could tell how close I was without me saying it out loud, my walls clenching around him, my nails digging into his chest and curling of my toes against his backside giving it away.
“Kenji…” My voice was barely a whisper.
“Now you can come.” All it took was for his fingers to brush over my clit for me to be hurled into my orgasm. I threw my head back against the wall, eyes closing shut as pleasure exploded trough mz whole body. I moaned and whimpered a stream of curse words and his name. Kenji thrusted upwards a few more times before he pounded into me particularly hard, stilling as he moaned my name. I felt him fill me as he pressed himself onto me, holding us both against the wall and stilling my body.
“There we are.” Kenji whispered over my ear.
My release felt like a short yet intense explosion of relief, but at the same time seemed to last forever. I gripped onto his shoulders as I came down.
Kenji pulled out, his arms not moving from their position under my thighs as he lowered me to the ground. It wasn’t uncommon for me to be completely helpless after having sex with Kenji, especially when it was either extremely rough or extremely passionate. And this was no exception. My breathing was still heavy and uneven, my legs trembling uncontrollably, and my centre and clit still throbbing.
“Y/N?” Kenji questioned as my eyes fluttered open to look at him. “You good?”
“I’m better than good.” I laughed lightly as pleasure continued to flow through me. He pulled me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me as I rested my head on his chest.
“I’m sorry about those girls.” He said apologetically as he stroked my hair.
“No, no, no. I’m sorry.” I smiled. “ I’d be more than happy for that to happen again…” I said trailing my finger down his chest.
“I’ll see what I can do.” He chuckled.
We stayed like that for a few moments. As we put on our clothes back we joined back the gang, not at all suspicios of having sex back in Kenji’s office.