#obara x reader

[showhay]

date tech boys doing their best to protect your precious feelings from your brainless torment of a boyfriend

date tech vbc x f!reader

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aone takanobu

you were carrying a stack of books in the hallway, your boyfriend walking ahead like he couldn’t care less. aone silently appeared, looming like a shadow until he carefully took the stack from your arms. your boyfriend scoffed, “she’s not weak, you know.”

aone just turned his blank gaze on him, voice low: “then why are you?”

your boyfriend opened his mouth to argue, but aone had already walked off at your side, holding the books like precious treasure, towering and unbothered.

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futakuchi kenji

“wow, you really let her walk around in those shoes without helping? king behavior,” futakuchi snarked, arms crossed. he leaned closer to your boyfriend with a grin that didn’t reach his eyes. “don’t worry, though, i’ll pick up your slack. i’m used to babysitting losers.”

he jogged up to you, dramatically kneeling. “princess, may i tie your shoelaces?”

your boyfriend sputtered, “what the hell is wrong with you?”

futakuchi smirked, whispering as he tugged the knot tight: “what’s wrong is you treating her like she’s disposable. don’t worry—i’ll fix that.”

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obara yutaka

during class, your boyfriend had his head down on the desk, ignoring you completely. obara leaned over the row, poking your shoulder shyly. “hey… d’you want my notes? they’re color-coded. easier than squinting at his handwriting.”

your boyfriend lifted his head, glaring. “the hell’s that supposed to mean?”

obara blinked innocently. “just that your notes suck. she deserves better. she deserves everything better.” his smile didn’t falter, but his grip on the pen in his hand was white-knuckled.

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koganegawa kanji

you were struggling to carry your bag after practice while your boyfriend scrolled through his phone. koganegawa practically tackled him out of the way to grab it. “don’t worry, y/n, i’ve got this!!”

“she didn’t even ask you,” your boyfriend snapped.

“yeah, but you didn’t offer,” koganegawa shot back, puffing out his chest proudly while holding your bag like it was the crown jewels. then, with a lopsided grin, he added loud enough for your boyfriend to hear: “i’ll carry her whole life if she lets me!!”

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onagawa tarō

your boyfriend had forgotten to bring you an umbrella, leaving you stuck in the rain. onagawa silently held one over you, walking beside you without saying a word.

“seriously? stalker behavior,” your boyfriend scoffed.

onagawa finally spoke, calm and deliberate: “stalker? no. guardian.” he tilted his head, staring straight at him with unsettling stillness. “if you won’t keep her safe, i will.”

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fukiage jingo

at lunch, your boyfriend sat scrolling on his phone while you searched for a seat. fukiage practically shoved his whole tray down just to pull a chair out for you.

“wow, simping much?” your boyfriend sneered.

fukiage leaned back, looking him dead in the eye, grinning: “i’ll simp for her until the day i die. at least it’s not neglect.” then he turned to you like nothing happened, asking, “want my dessert? i saved it for you.”

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sakunami kōsuke

you sneezed in class. your boyfriend didn’t even look up. sakunami immediately turned, holding out a tissue like it was an offering.

your boyfriend rolled his eyes. “she doesn’t need you to mother her.”

“oh?” sakunami’s voice was soft, but his stare wasn’t. “then why do i get to her needs before you ever notice them?”

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kamasaki yasushi

when your boyfriend made a snide comment about how you “take too long to get ready,” kamasaki’s chair screeched across the floor as he stood up. “say that again,” he barked.

your boyfriend laughed nervously. “what, you’re her bodyguard now?”

kamasaki smirked, cracking his knuckles. “no. bodyguards get paid. i’d kill for her for free.”

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moniwa kaname

your boyfriend brushed you off when you asked for help carrying equipment. moniwa jogged over instantly. “don’t worry, i’ll take it. can’t let our manager overwork herself, right?” he said with an easy smile.

your boyfriend muttered, “pathetic.”

moniwa didn’t even drop his smile. he leaned close to your boyfriend, whispering: “funny, she doesn’t look pathetic when she’s glowing under my attention.” then he straightened, carrying the gear like it weighed nothing.

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sasaya takehito

your boyfriend snapped at you for “talking too much.” before you could shrink back, sasaya snorted loudly. “you ever shut up when she’s speaking, or is this your whole brand?”

your boyfriend blinked, stunned.

sasaya leaned his chin in his palm, grin lazy but eyes sharp. “her voice is the best part of any room. if it annoys you, then get out.”

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a/n: i’m not projecting haha idk anymore

© showhay — don’t copy nor translate without my permission. i do not own any of the photos that i have used. credits to all the rightful owners. (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)

iloveu

[rika-writes-scenario]

Date Tech Headcanons & Scenario

Takanobu Aone

Standing tall and imposing, Aone is Date Tech’s defensive pillar, famously known as the "Iron Wall". Though he speaks little and appears stoic, his blocking sense is exceptional—he reads attackers’ movements precisely to shut down even powerful spikes. He works seamlessly with teammates to form a near-impenetrable defence. Hard-working and earnest, he constantly refines his technique, becoming a player opponents fear deeply and respect greatly

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Kenji Futakuchi

As the team’s ace and main offensive weapon, Futakuchi combines solid hitting power with smart court awareness. He’s calm under pressure and good at adjusting his attacks to break through strong defense lines. Though sometimes sarcastic or playful with teammates, he takes his role seriously, stepping up to lead when needed. His ability to score consistently while supporting both offense and defense makes him the reliable core of Date Tech’s attacking lineup.

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Yutaka Obara

Obara is a steady and versatile outside hitter who excels in both offensive and defensive roles. He moves quickly, receives accurately, and can launch sharp attacks when opportunities open up. He communicates actively on court, helping teammates organise formations and maintain rhythm. Though not the flashiest player, his consistent performance and team-first attitude fill key gaps in matches, providing essential stability and depth to Date Tech’s rotation.

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Kaname Moniwa

As captain and setter, Moniwa leads with maturity, patience, and a clear strategic vision. He distributes tosses thoughtfully to bring out each spiker’s strengths while keeping the team’s offence balanced and flexible. He stays calm even in tight matches, guiding younger players with encouragement and correcting mistakes gently. His steady presence and selfless commitment hold the team together, making him the reliable backbone that connects Date Tech’s defence and offence.

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Yasushi Kamasaki

Kamasaki is a key part of Date Tech’s famous "Iron Wall" defence, working alongside Aone to form a formidable blocking duo. He has good timing and reach, able to cut off attacks at the net and force opponents into mistakes. Offensively, he contributes with quick, well-placed middle attacks that catch defences off guard. Energetic and dedicated, he constantly learns from his teammates, growing into a dependable player who strengthens both ends of the team’s game.

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Kōsuke Sakunami

As the team’s defensive specialist, Sakunami is quick-footed, sharp-eyed, and reliable in receiving and digging. He covers the court efficiently, turning seemingly impossible saves into smooth passes that restart the offence. He’s vocal and energetic, constantly calling out positions and encouraging teammates, which helps keep the team focused and motivated. His ability to neutralise powerful serves and spikes forms the critical last line of defence for Date Tech’s ironclad team structure.

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Kanji Koganegawa

Joining as the new setter, Koganegawa is tall for his position and highly ambitious, though initially he lacks experience and tactical precision. He aims to use his height to create unique toss angles and powerful combination plays, sometimes making bold but risky decisions. He’s earnest, hard-working, and eager to improve, listening carefully to feedback and learning from mistakes. Over time, he refines his technique, gradually becoming a capable playmaker who brings new potential to Date Tech’s offence.

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[showhay]

your teenage kid, decided to do “my mom now vs then” trend.

timeskip!date tech x f!reader

c: vulgar language

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aone takanobu

slideshow: you tucked under his massive arm in high school → you now, unreal fine.

comments:

“nah mom looks like she’d throw me through a drywall and i’d say thank you.”

“i’d rob a bank just for her to tell me i’m a bad boy.”

“she’s literally giving war crime baddie vibes, sign me up.”

aone slowly lifts the phone with two fingers like it’s lava, staring at the comments. his quiet calm melts into a low growl: “war crime? bad boy? they think they can touch you?” he calmly yanks you into his lap, crushing you into his chest while muttering, “mine. only mine. end of story.” then he scrolls through the usernames, memorizing them.

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futakuchi kenji

slideshow: you in his hoodie → you now, absolute menace hot.

comments:

“nah mom looks like she’d ruin my GPA AND my marriage at the same time.”

“she’s got homewrecker face. i’d let her.”

“tell dad i’ll fight him in the parking lot, shirtless.”

futakuchi shrieks, rips the hoodie off, and storms around the room barefoot like a man possessed. he tackles you onto the couch, hands on your waist, teeth bared, whispering, “they want to fight? fine. but you’re MY chaos. MY ruin and you’re the only one seeing me shirtless.” he then posts a thumbs-up emoji on one of the usernames—like a warning while biting your neck.

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sakunami kōsuke

slideshow: you at a summer festival → you now, glowing demon hot.

comments:

“nah she’s the reason my dad left and i’d thank her personally.”

“she’s literally ex-wife coded. ruin me, mommy.”

“petition to let her spit in my ramen.”

sakunami’s face turns beet red, muscles tense. he yanks the phone out of your hands and hides it under a pillow. then, like a predator, he pins you against the wall, whispers against your hair, “you’re not anyone else’s ex, not their ruin. mine only. and the only ramen you’ll spit on is mine.”

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kamasaki yasushi

slideshow: you laughing in team photos → you now, unfairly gorgeous.

comments:

“nah she’s giving tax evasion milf. arrest me, mommy.”

“she looks like she’d slap me with a lawsuit and i’d settle.”

“tell dad he’s the placeholder husband until she meets me.”

kamasaki’s eye twitches, and he slams his phone onto the table. suddenly, he’s in your face, calm but terrifying: “placeholder? lawsuits? don’t make me remind them whose rules apply here.” then he drapes his arm possessively over your shoulders, muttering, “i make the laws. and you’re mine.”

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sasaya takehito

slideshow: you holding cotton candy → you now, lethal.

comments:

“nah she’s literally diabetes but i’d eat her anyway.”

“she looks like she’d chew me up and spit me out, i’d crawl back.”

“petition to let me pay child support for you kid, even if you aren’t mine.”

sasaya laughs so hard he almost chokes, then freezes. eyes wide, he grabs your hand and twirls you like a trophy. “crawl back? child support? i’ll let them fantasize—but you’re staying right here. my chaos, my rules.” he then smacks the phone down like it insulted him personally.

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koganegawa kanji

slideshow: you at his game → you now, MILF-coded.

comments:

“nah mom’s giving school nurse i’d fake asthma for.”

“she looks like she’d ground me forever and i’d like it.”

“tell dad i’m ready to be adopted, stepmom.”

koganegawa yells, jumps in place, flailing. then collapses against your chest, arms tight like he’ll crush you. “adoption? asthma? NO. you’re not theirs. only mine. forever mine.” he buries his face in your hair while rocking back and forth like a possessed child.

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fukiage jingo

slideshow: you sipping a drink → you now, radiant and feral.

comments:

“nah she’s the dlc locked behind jail time. i’d risk it.”

“she looks like she’d steal my pension and i’d clap.”

“petition to let her gaslight me daily.”

jingo smirks slowly, teeth glinting, scrolling one comment at a time. “gaslighting? jailtime? pensions?” he tilts his head, murmuring in a terrifying calm: “if anyone goes down, it’s them first. no one touches you.”

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onagawa tarō

slideshow: you hugging him → you now, hell hot.

comments:

“nah she’s the reason i’d ghost my therapist.”

“she looks like she’d call me worthless and i’d frame it.”

“tell dad i’m the night shift now.”

onagawa SLAMS the table. “GHOST?? well, they are worthless, don’t call them that though, who knows what will happen. NIGHT SHIFT??” he scoops you up bridal-style, running to your shared room like he’s hunting predators. “no shifts. no ghosts. only me. and you’re mine. do they get it yet?”

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obara yutaka

slideshow: you holding flowers → you now, ruin incarnate.

comments:

“nah she’s literally the class i’d show up to early.”

“she looks like she’d dig my grave and dance on it. please.”

“petition to let her slap me with a shovel.”

obara stares blankly at the phone, then at his shovel in the corner (don’t ask me where it came from, i don’t know). calmly, deliberately, he walks over, drags it across the floor, and mutters: “no one touches you, except me. not with shovels. not with words. not with their eyes.”

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moniwa kaname

slideshow: you in his jacket → you now, devastatingly hot.

comments:

“nah mom’s giving church girl gone wrong and i’d worship anyway.”

“she looks like she’d bless me then ruin me forever.”

“tell dad i’ll be best man at his funeral, not divorce.”

moniwa collapses to his knees, clutching your hands like a prayer. “funeral?? worship?? ruin??” his voice cracks: “they don’t get to touch you. i’ll bury the world before i let anyone else. and speaking of touching..”

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‎♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡

a: did this on my 20 minute break from studying. how do i come up with these comments? i go through anime edits.

© showhay — don’t copy nor translate without my permission. i do not own any of the photos that i have used. credits to all the rightful owners. (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)

iloveu

[showhay]

date tech boys are a wink away to blocking your way out of your own door.

date tech vbc x f!reader

GET IT??? BLOCKING? sorry

idea by @pagesoflanguish

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aone takanobu

aone is frozen when he sees you. like… literally can’t move. he just stands there in front of your door, gripping the flowers he bought so tightly that the stems bend. you tilt your head, smiling, asking softly, “is it too much?” and that’s when his nose starts bleeding. dead serious, he just nods stiffly, trying to shield his face with his giant hand. you panic, grabbing tissues and fussing over him, but he’s secretly elated—because your hands are so close to his, your worried voice is so sweet. when you dab at his nose, he whispers, “you’re too cute. it hurts.” he keeps the bloody tissue later—since you touched it—hidden in his pocket like treasure.

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futakuchi kenji

futakuchi’s jaw actually drops. drops. he was planning on teasing you the second he saw you—say something sarcastic to hide how nervous he was. but the moment you open the door, smiling in that cute little dress, he forgets every word in his brain. “holy— you’re… uh… wow. you’re mine now, right? like mine mine? you can’t dress like that for anyone else.” you laugh, lightly punching his shoulder, but he immediately traps your hand against his chest, heart racing so fast you can feel it. futakuchi tries to lean down for a kiss and ends up bonking his forehead against yours. smooth. you still kiss him anyway, just to shut him up.

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sakunami kōsuke

sakunami is sweating buckets. he actually rehearsed a little speech in the mirror, about how nice he thought you looked and how happy he was for your date… but when you open the door looking that cute, his brain completely bluescreens. all that comes out is, “ah… dress… good. you. pretty.” you laugh so hard he almost combusts on the spot. when you hug him to say thank you, he clings way tighter than intended, practically burying his face in your shoulder. “don’t… don’t let go yet,” he mumbles, voice muffled. you don’t.

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kamasaki yasushi

kamasaki literally clutches his chest like he’s been shot when he sees you. he blurts out, “no way you just came out here looking like someone’s dream girl.” he’s so dramatic about it that the neighbors peek out their windows. he immediately offers you his arm like some old-timey gentleman, eyes flicking up and down to admire you, whispering, “i feel like i should be paying a fee just to stand next to you.” halfway through the date, he blurts out, “marry me?” you think he’s joking. he isn’t.

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sasaya takehito

sasaya is usually the chill one of the team… usually. not today. the second he sees you in that dress, he fumbles his phone straight onto the pavement. it cracks. “worth it,” he mutters, eyes locked on you like you’re some divine being. when you giggle at how flustered he is, he suddenly leans down, stealing a quick peck on your cheek before he loses his nerve. “sorry. couldn’t help it,” he says, but his ears are bright red. he spends the rest of the night holding your hand like it’s glued to his; whispering ‘i might have to gouge out some eyeballs.’

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koganegawa kanji

koganegawa yells. like, actually yells. “OH MY GOD YOU LOOK SO GOOD.” you have to shush him before the whole neighborhood hears. his face is bright red and he keeps bouncing on his heels like an excited puppy. “how am i supposed to focus on anything?! you’re too cute! i’m gonna faint!” you laugh and take his hand, and he immediately goes still, eyes wide. “you’re holding my hand. ohmygod. you’re holding my hand. i can die happy.” he doesn’t stop repeating it the whole walk to your date spot; but you missed something. ‘other people can die if they look, too.’

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jingo fukiage

fukiage plays it cool at first, giving you a slow once-over and smirking. “cute. dangerously cute. you trying to make me jealous of myself?” you blink in confusion before he shrugs, slipping an arm around your waist instantly. “just making sure no one else even looks at you. i’d get… annoyed.” the way he says it sends a little shiver down your spine. halfway to the café, he just stops in the street, pulls you into him, and kisses your forehead like he’s staking a claim. “mine,” he whispers.

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onagawa tarō

onagawa just straight-up falls over. like, knees buckle, hits the floor. you gasp, crouching down to check on him, but he immediately covers his burning face with both hands. “too much,” he groans. “too cute. i can’t handle it.” you laugh so hard you almost cry, tugging him up by the sleeve. the entire time you’re out, he keeps stealing glances like he still can’t believe you’re real, muttering “i should’ve locked her up, ” every five minutes. you sneak a kiss on his cheek to shut him up, and he nearly trips again.

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obara yutaka

obara tries to play it off, leaning against your doorframe like a “cool guy,” but his hand slips and he almost eats dirt. you giggle and help him straighten up, and he’s just staring at you now, frozen. “i… don’t think you understand what you just did to me,” he finally breathes, voice a little hoarse. when you tilt your head, he admits, “i’m never letting anyone else see you like this.” you think he’s joking, but he holds your hand so tightly the whole date, like he’s scared you’ll vanish if he lets go.

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moniwa kaname

moniwa is the perfect gentleman. he smiles so sweetly when he sees you, hand pressed to his chest. “wow… you look… incredible.” he’s composed, polite, offering you his arm as he compliments you, but his ears and the back of his neck are bright red. halfway through the date, you realize he hasn’t stopped looking at you once. not once. when you tease him about it, he just smiles sheepishly and admits, “i can’t help it. you’re everything i’ve ever wanted.” when he kisses your hand before you part, you swear his hand is trembling. because he was holding himself back, obviously.

‎♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡

‎♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡

a/n: kogane is so edible.

© showhay — don’t copy nor translate without my permission. i do not own any of the photos that i have used. credits to all the rightful owners. (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)

iloveu

[showhay]

𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗧𝗘𝗖𝗛

players’ records:

kamasaki yashushi

moniwa kaname

sasaya takehito

aone takanobu

opposites — bubbly!reader, fluff

catalogued — fluff

futakuchi kenji

clownery — fluff

rules — student council president!reader, fluff

obara yutaka

koganegawa kanji

emoji — emoji speaking!koganegawa, fluff

onagawa tarō

fukiage jingo

sakunami kōsuke

© showhay — don’t copy, repost, or translate without my permission. do not use/feed my works to AI.

[w1nterrisc0ming]

Make you mine - Obara Sand x reader

A/N: Okay so it’s been a long ass while since I’ve posted or written anything so I’m a little rusty, please forgive me:)).  I’m really sorry to @purplewings12​ that requested this from me because they literally asked me to write this 2 weeks ago and I’ve been procrastinating due to taking the SAT and ACT and now I have exams this week so fml lmao.  Anyhoo, I’m very sorry its taken me so long to write this and I hope y’all like this even though it’s probably not that great cuz I’m writing this quickly before studying for my english exam, wish me luck lol cuz I’m finna fail:)). (None of these gifs are mine cuz I’m untalented)

Side note: Obara might be a little OOC because i don’t remember a lot about her character cuz the last time I watched the show was like at the beginning of this year and cuz I had to make it fit the situation I was imagining. Sorry<33

Warnings:rough sex, jealousy, sex in general, strong language(obvi), and some fluff lol, and maybe some other things that you’ll usually see in GOT idk so if triggered stop reading:)). 

Hearing the sound of of people grunting and metal clanging together in the hot air you felt the shadows removed from your face and replaced by the sunlight, streaming through the windows.  You groaned stretching your body feeling the stiff muscles rippling beneath.  Sitting there, contemplating getting up or resting more, you felt a pair of eyes on you along with a slight coughing sound.  “Are you trying to make me wanna take you here and now?” the familiar voice said fully opening the door and walking in.  It was Obara, your girlfriend, she was quite serious and scowled most of the time but she let her soft side show around you.  “I’d like that.” you said, smirking slightly and watching her in her tired state due to the morning training. She quickly walked the space between the door and the bed and climbed in next to you, placing soft kisses on your neck causing soft rasps and moans to come out of your mouth.

“How’d training go?” you asked massaging her shoulders slightly and feeling the strongly built muscle under her frame.  Her shoulders relaxed in your hands as you kissed your forehead, “Tiring but fun.” she breathed out and was about to continue the trail of kisses till her sisters, Nymeria and Tyene; and Ellaria, walked in laughing with each other.  They stopped in their movements, seeing Obara on top of you, and Nymeria smirked, “Wow, y/n, you look amazing all hot and bothered underneath someone.”  You felt the warmth rise to your cheeks but you gave a sarcastic answer, “You’d like that wouldn’t you but sadly I’d have to decline.”  Ellaria and the two sisters laughed teasingly and Obara sat herself off of you.  “We just came to ask if you wanted to get food.” Ellaria said resting her hand on your shoulder and the two sisters winked at you before walking off to change.  

*Onward to the breakfast table*

Sitting at breakfast was always a refreshing experience laughing with the girls and having men and women alike glancing your direction trying to see if they could take a shot at you but each time someone came near Obara made sure to glare at them sternly making sure they knew you were claimed.  The only people that could tease you without dying at Obara’s hands were Ellaria, Nymeria, and Tyene.  Tyene came and sat next to you, softly running her fingers up your arm causing the hairs to stand up and Nymeria continued to joking flirt on the other side of the table.  They were always like this but you didn’t mind because they were close friends of yours and you knew they didn’t mean anything by the flirting and you didn’t think Obara cared either besides sometimes giving them stern looks.  Today, it was different, Obara was tired and not in the mood for their flirting as it made her jealous even though she didn’t want you to know how much it bothered her.  Once you finished Obara grabbed your hand pulling you away, “You didn’t eat anything though.” “It’s fine.” she responded grabbing your hand tighter.  Once inside your room she locked the door and pushed you to the wall.  You felt the cold wall touch your skin as Obara ran her calloused fingers up your thigh.  You hitched your breath feeling Obara’s mouth and hand on your chest leaving blue and purple marks in there wake and the other hand ran along your slit causing arousal to flow in that area.  “I’m gonna show you that I’m the only person who can please you.” she rasped out causing hot breath to flow on your neck goosebumps arising.  Suddenly, two digits were inserted causing your breath to hitch as you bit your lip trying to suppress your moans.  “I want you to tell me what you want me to do.” she said, kissing her way down your naval and continuing her finger movements.  You simply replied with a moan and ground your hips.  “No, tell me or I’ll stop.” she said halting her movements but letting her breath hit your slit causing the wetness to pool.  “I-I want you to fuck me.” “Say it louder to m face.” “Fuck me for gods sake.” you breathed out as an almost shout.  Pulling her armor off she shoved you onto the bed and made figure eights around your slit making the pit in your stomach start to build up like hell fire.  “Ah yes.  F-F-Faster.” you stuttered out, your legs beginning to shake beneath you due to the amount of pleasure.

Suddenly she took one of the ties to your dress to wrap it around your wrists and picked up a belt hid in your closet and ran it across your slit and slapped your ass causing red marks.  Moaning you felt the pain sear into your ass and the welts arising.  She continued to it across your ass as she pulled your hips to her mouth and the other hand to your erect nipple.  Suckling the skin on your inner and moved it’s way to your bud and ran her tongue around it.  “Oh, just keep going already and stop teasing.” you moaned out trying to push your hips towards her face.  She pushed your body forward onto the bed causing your face to hit the sheets as she roughly stuck two-three digits into your slick wetness and pressed her mouth to your clit.  The feeling in your pit felt as if it was ready to burst as she continued and you moaned feeling it let loose and you came, Obara licking it up as if it was the water of life.  You breathed heavily as she continued pumping her fingers, riding out your high and laid next to you.  “That’ll show you who’s whose.” she growled kissing your lips softly.  Untying you she pulled you into a cuddling position, “You didn't get to...” before you could finish your sentence she cut you off, “It’s fine it was more fun watching you squirm beneath me.”  You cuddled into her chest more, “Maybe I should get you jealous more because I like this side of you.”  She chuckled next to you as her breath evened out.  You knew she was tired lately so you just cuddled and listened to her breathing soften as you whispered, “I love you, Obara Sand.”