First Kiss with Manato ♡
WARNING: Slight NSFW minors DNI
CHARACTERS : Manato x gn!reader
CONTENT: hurt/comfort, FLUFF, established relationship, first kiss (makeout tbh), my heart’s going to explode from this, Manato is a sweetheart
WORD COUNT : 1.1k
MANATO is…afraid of intimacy with you. But not for the reason you might think.
He’s painfully aware of the overwhelming strength that he carries. He wants to have the strength to protect you, to protect his friends, to protect his family. But that same strength is holding him back from touching you. It’s quite the dilemma. He’s found his purpose in gaining the power to protect the people loves. And yet the same power prohibits him from getting too close to you. Afraid of hurting you. Afraid of one little slip up and you’ll leave him, frightened by his giant stature.
Once, the two of you strolled along the beach in Sailume Bay. A cute little date, just the two of you. Quietly, he observed the way the gentle sea breeze blowing in your hair. It carried your sweet scent that he so adores. Even more so for him, as a canine thiren with a keen sense of smell. It’s an indicator of who you were, where you are. A scent that leads him to you– his little home. The breeze caused the fabric of your clothes to hug your figure, and he averted his eyes to save your dignity. Though, the warmth that caressed his face gave away his true thoughts.
Manato’s thoughts are pure– he thought of wrapping his arms around your waist. Pulling you in so he could pepper kisses all over your forehead. Or, gripping your waist, raising you up so he can twirl you around. He chases that feeling of home. The idea of starting a family with you fills him up with more joy than his heart could ever handle. A-Cing and A-Yuet have already taken a liking to you. So perhaps, he already sees you as home. But something was missing. As a man, a muscular man no less, he still yearned to be intimate with you. The testosterone in his system can send his imaginations into overdrive. Your face, your lips, your waist, your hips- He wanted to feel them all. Glancing down at his hands, big and rough with calluses, he wonders if you’ll like the feeling of his hands against you.
Too focused on his hands that he doesn’t realise that you were venturing a bit too far into the sea. You weren’t planning on actually doing anything crazy. Just a little dip up to your waist to feel the cool waters hug your torso. Manato on the other hand, panicked. We just came back from the Hollow not too long ago, he reasoned, you may still be feeling delirious. His heart began to race. He couldn’t lose you. Adrenaline pushed him to run towards you and he yanked you back to the shore. Maybe a bit too hard. You stumble and fall backwards onto the sand. Realising he used too much of his strength, he reaches forward to try and cushion your fall. He falls with you, only arms wrapped around your back. His big figure now looms over yours, and he realises just how huge he was compared to you.
He curses himself internally, for hurting you. Meanwhile, the scrapes you got from the fall never even registered in your head. Dark red eyes gazing into yours. Your heart races, but for a different reason. You feel the warmth radiating from his body. You feel protected with his strong, firm arms embracing you. Eyes dilated, the two of you find it hard to break this stalemate. “I-” he began, attempting to wiggle himself off you. But instead you lock him in place by wrapping your arms around his neck. He’s tugged closer, face now dangerously close. Manato exhales heavily, really trying not to crush you with his weight. He looks away, not to accidentally graze your lips without your consent.
Manato was too sweet for his own good. It was you who was getting desperate. Why won’t he do anything? This is THE perfect opportunity to seal the deal. You know what you had to do. Gently sliding your hand on his cheek, you gently ushered him to look at you. Without hesitation, you closed your eyes and leaned in to kiss his lips. A bit rough, but it was gentle against yours. He doesn’t move. His brain short-circuits. His eyes fully blown open by the sheer shock of the situation he’s in. You move your hand slowly, using his jaw as a guide, to lead your hand to his lips. Your thumb parts his bottom lip slightly, allowing you to really lean into him. You hum in satisfaction, and he melts into your lips. Gradually, he closes his eyes, allowing himself to savor you with his senses.
Feeling him relax, you take the initiative to lure him in more. You gently push your tongue past his lips and onto his. A quiet whimper escapes your lips, and it almost drives him insane. His tail wags like crazy, groaning lightly as he gets a taste of the closest thing to heaven. Through your guidance, he reciprocates your action. Your tongues dance around each other slowly, gently. You push his head down even more, and he feels like he might look like he’s devouring your face.
Your heart beats so hard against your chest that your lungs struggle to keep up in speed. You needed air. Eventually, you pull away from him with a wet sigh, your tongue still slightly extended as you panted for air. This image of you was burned into his mind. An erotic face that only he saw. He felt blood rushing not only to his face, but also to his crotch- He quickly frees himself from you, rolling on to his back. It was the first time he’s ever been so aroused. He knew subconsciously that it was something that he would get addicted to. The two of you lay next to each other, slowly gathering your thoughts. The tide reached a bit higher, splashing your legs slightly. As the water recedes, the intensity from your makeout also begins to wash away.
“I’m sorry for hurting you earlier” he suddenly blurts.
“Manato…I have no idea what ‘hurt’ you’re talking about” you chuckle, “I really enjoyed that. Can I kiss you more-? Can you…kiss me more?”
He snaps his head towards you, his mouth agape, unsure as to what to say.
“Silly…You could never hurt me.” you prop yourself up, now facing him, “You know…you always handle me with so much care. You’re the best thing I could ever ask for.” Leaning down, you press another kiss to his forehead. His ears twitch from the contact. Looking downwards, he contemplates for a moment. You watch as his hand moves towards yours, his pinky sticking out, “Okay. Promise me you’ll tell me if I ever hurt you”
Wrapping your pinky around his, your thumbs kiss. “Promise”
