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Yan Dom!Kazuha x Yan gn!Reader (NSFW) - Request
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!
SUMMARY: You and Kazuha fulfill each other's... needs.
WARNING(S): Yandere, possessiveness, slight knife play, slightly rough, blowjob, unprotected sex, creampie
CHARACTER(S): Kazuha
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Let's just pretend Kazuha has a little cottage in a secluded area.
The sun was sinking into the Sea of Clouds by the time you saw Kaedahara Kazuha walking back to his cottage. You had been waiting by the door all day, intending to confront Kazuha about his absence.
"Where have you been?" you asked, hating how desperate you sounded.
"Would you like to come in?" Kazuha said pleasantly, avoiding your question. You followed him into the cottage. It was minimalist, but cozy.
There was a note on the dining table. You squinted, trying to read the elegantly slanted script.
Kazuha. Meet me at the spot tomorrow. -C ♡
What? Who was C? Why was there a heart? Was Kazuha... seeing someone else?
You and Kazuha weren't dating, not exactly, but sometimes he would look at you like that. Did he also give C that look? Your blood simmered at the thought of someone else holding him, being held by him, owning him...
You looked at Kazuha, wondering if you hated him or C more. He stood facing away from you, his hands clasped neatly behind his back. He couldn't see the note on the table from where he was standing. Had he not noticed it when he walked in?
"(Y/n), I've told you about my enhanced senses, yes?" Kazuha asked. You snapped back to reality, hoping your anger hadn't shown on your face.
"Yeah." The two of you had been lying on the grass one lazy night, gazing up at the stars. You had idly commented on how quiet it was. Kazuha had disagreed, explaining how he could hear almost everything that was happening. Everything.
You wished you had that ability; then you could hear Kazuha wherever he went.
"I get restless when I stay in one place for too long. I feel hemmed in," Kazuha said to the wall. "I was wandering among the mountains of Liyue all day, admiring the beauty of the clouds." He seemed distracted, lost in thought as if writing a haiku.
Now was a good time. You walked over to the dining table as quietly as you could, taking the note. Whoever had written it, whatever it meant, you never wanted Kazuha to see it. You wanted him to be yours. Always.
"Put that back." Kazuha's voice was calm.
"W-What are you talking about?" You stiffened as wind whipped against your face, the outline of a maple leaf shining briefly in the air. What the—?
The air shifted. In an instant, Kazuha had you pinned against the wall, the tip of his katana resting against your throat. "Put that back. Now."
You exhaled slowly, putting the note back. "There. Happy?"
Kazuha's expression was unreadable. He didn't lower his blade.
Heat flared in your veins as you realized how vulnerable you were. You were completely at Kazuha's mercy; right now, he was focused on you. Only you. You shifted your legs, swallowing.
Then you remembered the note.
"Who is it from?" you demanded, your anger getting the best of you. "Who's C? Are you going out with someone else? Is that it, Kazuha?" You were going to fucking murder them—
Kazuha chuckled, breaking into your thoughts. "No, actually. I put that there myself. I wanted to see how you would react."
You blinked. "Why?"
Kazuha stepped closer, silently putting the katana on the table. There was something about his poised beauty, his effortless grace, that made you want to own him. "I wanted to see how you felt about me, (y/n)." His deep red gaze held you in place. "I had my suspicions, but I wanted to be sure."
"W-What do you mean?" you rasped. You could guess, but you wanted to hear him say it.
"You know. You must know. I can't help it. I love you, (y/n). Too much to let you go," Kazuha breathed. His lips brushed against yours, and you shuddered. "I want you to be mine. Only mine. Don't think about anyone else. Just me." Your heart pounded as he gently trailed a finger over your lips.
"Me too," you whispered. "I-I want you to think about me. Just me."
Kazuha lifted his eyebrows in surprise. "You do?"
"Yes," you murmured, holding his cheek in the palm of your hand. "I don't want anyone else to have you."
Kazuha nuzzled against your fingers, kissing the inside of your wrist. Then his expression changed, growing desperate, wild, hungry. He pulled you into a passionate kiss, his hands resting on the small of your back.
Lust surged through your body, your mind growing hazy from the pounding desire. You kissed him back, winding your fingers through his hair, admiring how right this felt, how perfectly your bodies lined up.
"Do you want to?" Kazuha rasped in your ear, his voice trembling. You could feel his hardness nudging at you. You wondered if he could sense how turned on you were.
You looked into his beautiful eyes and felt a sudden surge of anger.
The note. How dare he.
"You tricked me," you breathed. "You... you fucking tricked me." Kazuha's eyes danced with laughter and amusement. "Don't fucking look at me like that!"
You shoved Kazuha so he sprawled onto the table. You grabbed his wrists, holding him in place. He craned his neck to look at up you, making no movement to hide how aroused he was. Did he enjoy this?
You tore off his pants, revealing his hard cock. It was already glistening with precum. "Is this what you wanted?" you snarled. "Fine! You can have it!" Kazuha smiled. For some reason, even though you were on top of him, you felt as if you were playing his game, dancing right into his trap.
Not that you minded.
You lowered your head, massaging Kazuha's slit with your tongue. You knew he was exceptionally sensitive there; you knew all the places that would undo and ruin him.
Kazuha cried out, his back arching. "No! Wait! Not there! Hnngh... (y/n)!" All his composure, his reserved, enigmatic smile, his silent laughter went out the window as you teased his tip with your mouth. "A-Ah... ah... n-nnngh..." He squirmed on the table, lifting his legs up and wrapping them around your shoulders.
You began to suck gently, keeping your tongue on the tip. Kazuha thrashed, moaning. "More... more! Please! Please! Ahhh..." You let go of his wrists so you could steady yourself against his writhing, and his hands immediately went to your head, pushing it down. "More! More..."
You continued pleasuring him with your mouth, exploring the places he liked, finding spots that made him cry out in bliss, enjoying the sound of his moans and cries. He threw his head back, his chest heaving.
"(Y/n)..." Kazuha's breathing quickened, his stomach muscles tensing. "I-I'm going to cum... (y/n)..." You flicked your tongue over his slit, and he came inside your mouth, his mind unraveling with a weak cry. You swallowed, tasting him.
You pulled away, watching his blissed-out expression. Kazuha's eyes were rolled back in his head, his mouth slightly open. His cheeks were flushed, his expression deliriously happy. Lust rose in your core as you gazed at him.
You had never seen Kazuha like this before; he had always been composed, measured, complete. Now he was undone. Undone by you. You sat down in a nearby chair, watching Kazuha relax, his breathing gradually becoming even again.
After a while, Kazuha groaned and sat up. He smiled at you. "That was... something," he said calmly. "Now let me return the favor, (y/n)."
He got off the table, his eyes glinting like a predator's. "Strip." You stood up and did as he said, not covering your body with your arms, letting Kazuha see all he wanted to see. His gaze roved hungrily over your bare arms, your chest, your thighs, your stomach. Your skin sang with heat as his eyes trailed over you.
"Do you like it?" you asked innocently, smirking a little.
Kazuha smiled as he sat down on the chair. "Come here, and I'll show you just how much I like it," he breathed, reaching for a small bottle on a nearby shelf. "I'll show you just how much I want you, (y/n)."
Lust flared in your body as you listened to Kazuha speak, the desire and predatory hunger evident in his voice. You straddled him on the chair, somehow knowing exactly what he wanted.
"Fuck, (y/n)," Kazuha breathed, licking his lips at the sight of you sitting in his lap, your legs spread apart. "Mmm..." He poured a bit of something onto his fingers from the little bottle, reaching a hand between your legs and gently touching your hole.
You whimpered, wanting more than just a touch, wanting more than his fingers. You looked down at Kazuha's hard cock. It was twitching slightly, and you smiled at the sight.
Kazuha leaned back in his seat, letting you watch as he lubed himself up. His eyes met yours, dancing with a silent challenge.
You gasped as Kazuha placed his hands on your hips, gently guiding your body so that his cock brushed your hole. "P-Put it in, Kazuha," you rasped. "Please..." Your mind was hazy, focusing solely on Kazuha.
Kazuha smiled lazily. "You asked quite nicely, so I suppose I will." He slammed your hips down, thrusting all the way inside in one stroke.
"AHH—" You gasped at the delicious sensation of his cock filling you up. Kazuha grabbed your hips, mercilessly bouncing you on his cock. He hit your sweet spot with every thrust, making you see stars. "Nngh—nngh—ah—too much—ah—"
"Didn't you want this, (y/n)?" Kazuha cooed. "Don't be shy now."
"Ah—AHHH—fuck—ah—Kazuha—ahh—" Your eyes rolled back in your head from the pleasure, your legs twitching. You began to touch yourself, your hand practically moving of its own accord. You forget everything else; all you wanted was more, more, more.
"That's hot," Kazuha remarked, watching your hands move. "This is a good view." You felt your orgasm start to build as he pounded into you.
"Ah—nnngh—ah right there yes—AHHH—Kazuha..." you gasped out, your body spasming slightly. "Gonna cum... gonna—hngh—cum—"
"Cum for me," Kazuha whispered, slamming into you. "Go on."
"CUMMING—" You wailed as you came, bliss surging through your body so hard that you nearly fainted. You let out a wordless string of moans and cries, your body heaving.
Kazuha fucked you through your orgasm, groaning as he came inside. He let go of your waist, and you slumped forward onto him. He wrapped his arms around you. You could feel his cum slowly leaking out of your fucked-out hole and dripping onto the floor.
"That was... crazy good," you panted, your mind still hazy from your high.
"Yeah." Kazuha smiled at you. "I can't let you go, (y/n)."
"Me neither." You rested your head on Kazuha's shoulder. He stroked your back, calming your trembling body.
"I'm crazy about you. I'm crazy for you," he breathed. "And I intend to be for a long, long time."