♡Ravenous♡
♡Ryu Ishigori
♡canon universe
♡smut w/ plot
♡fem!reader /afab reader
♡cws: stalking, fingering, eating (what is ryu without eating), having sex with a guy you dont even know the name of, anything else I forgot to add I'm sorry :(
♡a/n: I hope you're hungry...for nothing 😔
♡"To love, to hold, to feel you"♡
You are the prettiest dessert in the display case. So ridiculously tempting, anytime he ran into you while you were occupied in a fight he had to stop himself from catching you off guard for his own pleasure. You made his mouth water every time you took a hit and got right back up. He would drool watching you check yourself for injuries after defeating the fools that dared to attack you. And he himself is a fool, he is the fool that adores you.
His admiration of you isn't unknown, you've caught him eyeing you every now and then. He hasn't attacked you...or at least not yet, so you haven't thought much of it. You've never actually made eye contact with the strange man, you only see him in the corner of your eye. And he always keeps a distance so you assume he isn't aggressive. So you just thought he was a creep. No big deal there's worse to deal with in a killing game.
You're walking the streets of Sendai, its mostly empty so its a great place to hear your own thoughts. Your thoughts consisted of all the fights you've part taken in that earned you 25 points. You started to question your motives. did you need to kill those five people to survive? Looking back you notice all of your battles have something in common other than the regret you now feel...that weird glimpse of the same stranger. What was his deal you thought to yourself. That's what you thought...Until it clicked. The man was most likely watching, so he would be able to predict your moves when he would eventually have his fill with you. This realization brought chills to your body you'd for sure be paranoid until you see the man's dead body. That paranoia got the best of you, you frantically check your surroundings. You didn't see anyone, but you felt someone. You check your surroundings again. And again, again, again, again, again, again. No matter how many times you looked nothing was found and neither was a peace in your mind. You need to find this man...and kill him.
The lunatic that you were looking for was present. He bid his time peering at you in the alley ways of abandoned buildings. He cherished your scarred state, His desire to just blast you grew expeditiously every time you turned your head at every little noise. He yearns for when you catch on. And when you do, he'd give every last drop.
A soft rustle of leaves on a bush brought you to a craze, you couldn't take it anymore. Your body coursed with cursed energy. You were ready to just mindlessly attack anything hoping that what ever was watching you would disappear. That only made his gaze more ravenous, it basically melted your insides... He too could no longer take it. 400 years of desire would make anyone impatient, and he is no different. He waltzed right out of the alley for a closer peek. You turn your head to the sound of footsteps. There you saw a man, he stood tall with a cigarette in his mouth and a small smirk. He took in the proximity to take note of the features of your face, blemishes on your body from prior squabbles. He loved it all, but his favorite was your eyes. Your eyes did not stay still they were constantly in motion it showed your fear, and he drank it all up. He wouldn't make a move until you did, he's pushed your buttons enough he was sure you'd attack.
And you did not disappoint. You hit him with your strongest attack, he unfortunately tanked it like it was a mere flu shot. He smugly dusted himself off, then pointed a finger right at you. To his delight you stood your ground, although not his strongest charge he was impressed. In return he closed the gap between you two to engage in more physical combat. You both exchanged blows, you packed a punch to his jaw. He rebounded by with a blow to your stomach causing you to vomit near his shoe. The sound of you gagging on your own stomach acid phased him, leaving him open for you to put him in a headlock. He ripped the arm that was tightly around his neck off of him, and slammed you to the ground. You laid there for a second before attempting to get up, but your attempt was void as he kicked you back down. This time he'd hit you harder to test the waters. this time the charge came from his pompadour. The blast had burned you badly, you weren't wasting energy on getting up so you healed yourself with reverse curse technique. Although you had burnt out you cursed energy for a moment you did get up. He watched with a smile on his face, he peered in your eyes filled with sweet determination. He's never seen that in someone, he knew by now he could kill you now but he now had new motives. He'd let you hit him again he now cherished each strike you landed on him. He yearned for more, he loved the way it would bruise his body, tear the muscle under his skin, fracture his bones and he would return that love to you. He never wanted this battle to end, even if he could no longer walk, he'd stop breathing just so it would never stop.
By now the two of you were at your wits end. Neither of you could walk properly. You'd rather die than let this man live, so you crawled over to where he was slouched. Your body trembled at each move it was so ready to fail you and collapse. You were so ready to swing at him, hope he died, and then pass out. You had put in all your energy into this hit, it was close to making contact with his body. Until his hand wrapped around your wrist suppressing the bow and stopping it. He pushed you to the ground once again this time your back. You thought you were done for, he had every right to kill you. yet he didn't, he weakly toppled over you and crushed you with his mere weight. You gave in to the urge to pass out, and while you did he studied your features. This time he was much closer he could touch the plush skin of your face.
His warm hands woke you from your daze. You didn't bother screaming, no one would help you anyway. He applied pressure onto all the wounds he left on your body. He poked at gashes flowing with blood until you moved. His hands went back to your face he wanted you to look right at him. He wanted you to see the satisfied smile he wore along with the scars from your battle. He made sure you saw his amusement, he gripped your head tightly while you looked at his whole face he gazed down to your lips, he licked his own in his new perverted daze.
"You..." he finally spoke, he took a elongated breath before continuing.
"I want it..." he breathed out.
"What..? eugh no.!" You were shocked, he had some audacity but you were too tired to even do anythiing.
"No...not like that....actually I lied I want that too. But I meant another fight. I need seconds"
"no..."
"To what the fight?" he said while his hands slid up and down your waist.
You didn't respond you turned your head away.
"I won't do what you want unless you say it..."
You weren't even sure what you wanted. You knew you'd be a fool to try and kill him which would bring him the satisfaction of another fight that you were not ready for. You decided to play along if that is how you would get out this mess than so be it. You tangled your foot into his before gaining mobility in your leg to move it on top of him.
"No little thing...you have to say it." He uttered while he played with the sides of your hair.
"please" you voiced in a hushed manner.
"please what?"
"me..."
"Please...you..? Oh sweet thing are you not tired from our fight?" he teased directly in your ear.
"Eh...don't worry I will..." he continued to tease while a hand explored a side of your body.
"You have reversed cursed technique...I saw you use it... heal yourself" he commanded while toying with your lip with his fingers of the other hand.
You listened and focused your energy on your injuries. As soon as you did he lifted you and himself up. It had been awhile since you had properly stood and to add on you were being crushed by a guy who possibly tried (not try he can) to kill you. He once again is touching your face in admiration before leaning in for a kiss of starvation. He pushed his tongue in your mouth with ravenous impatience. You humored his behavior grinding your hips into him deepening the kiss and shared hunger. He responded with a grunt that was muffled in your mouth, and moved his hands to cup your hips to move at his pace. You broke the feverish kiss to lay your head on his bare chest. he countered by harshly thrusting his hips into you making you look back up at him. He quickly reclaimed your lips while he glided your bottoms off exposing your undergarments. He shifted a hand down between your crotch getting a feel of the moist fabric and teasing your clothed folds. You place your hands at the side of his head you move your face away from him in an attempt to muffle your embarrassing moan. He continued to tease, he wanted to hear more from you. You closed your legs on him in attempt to get him to stop teasing, but he just pried them open and pulled your panties to the side to tease your clit.
"Does fighting turn you on that much all the time?"
"N...no you sicko"
"Really?" He questioned while slipping a finger inside your gushing hole.
His finger was long and had a slight girth to it, he dragged it along your walls slowly letting you feel him. He relished in the way you made noise in response to him. If Sendai weren't so empty he'd be sure the two of you would be in jail for public indecency. He waited for your gasps and moans to lessen and weaken to slip in another finger to keep you on your toes. When he pushed in that other finger you gripped onto his jacket and smooshed your face into his chest once again. In return he slipped both his fingers out, which made you whine. He shushed you immediately before picking you up and taking you to the near by convivence store to seat you on top of the counter.
The counter was cold on your mostly bare ass. He moved your panties to your knees as he crouched down eye level to your abdomen. He brought his face to your pussy and stuck his tongue right on it licking the slick that leaked from the opening. He brought his his fingers once again to tease you clit before dining on your pussy. he moved his tongue to stroke upwards inflicting moans from your mouth and causing your thighs to tremble. He truly was skilled, he knew exactly where to hit and when. when he felt you getting close he brought his free hand that wasn't toying with your clit to aid his tongue to undo you completely. A syrupy white substance leaked onto his tongue and he quickly became obsessed with its taste. He lapped it all up with his tongue and swirled his fingers around to collect any remaining. He rose up to eye level with you and put the hand that wasn't littered with your cum to the back of your head to feed you it with the one that was stained with it. You sucked on his fingers tasting your own fluids your tongue shamelessly swirling in-between his fingers. You kept eye contact as you sucked his fingers off, he rewarded you with thrusting his clothed bulge into your thighs.
You grew impatient for him as well you used on hand to ground yourself on the counter while the other tried to unbuckle his belt. He helped you out he removed the hand that supported your head to take off his pants and boxers. Once his dick was free he pushed it up to your folds he wiped his precum on top of them before pushing his tip onto your clit. He twitched a slightly before guiding himself to your hole. He slowly urged himself inside opposite to his quicken and hungered pace he had in order for you to adjust to him. He stayed still to let you feel him inside you. you took not of his girth and slight curve he had. He didn't start thrusting until het moved you to the edge of the counter, so he could bite on your shoulders and use them as support. When he did move he went slow five heavy thrusts before he quickened his pace and you could no longer count. Every now and then he'd slip in and come back in with extra force. The noise of your slick and friction between your skin filled the air of the abandoned convince store. You clutched thee fur collar of his jacket as you got close once again. He responded with a moan as he was nearing his own high as well. You leaned your head in the crook of his neck biting into the curve of muscle that connected his neck to his collar as you came. You felt the way that his dick twitched inside of you causing you to snap out your fucked out daze.
"You need to pull out."
He hadn't responded but you assumed he did as you felt cum spurt onto your abdomen. The two of you were now out of breath you do want to go for another round but your fight from earlier made you exhausted so you would just cherish the one round you were able to pull off.
You are the prettiest and tastiest dessert in the display case, he now hopes to try you again another time.
Soo... who wants to step up and write ryu fanfics for me...yk I looking in the tags and seeing my own shit.
also we were robbed of this outfit. he looks so cutee I like anything he wears but the best looks is where he has no clothes on.
Also I know this isn't the best smut in the world I'm learning ok