Good morning/afternoon/evening author! I'm wondering if you could do a Zanka x reader based to this mashed up song Put your head on my shoulder x Freak by doja cat? So basically, Zanka's an absolute gentleman while reader is a closeted freak!
Pairing: Gentleman (hidden freak) Zanka x (hidden freak) Reader
cw/tags: Suggestive language, kinks (nothing major tho Idrk the name of most), ooc, not proofread
a/n: This was lowkey how me and my bf (now as in some days ago 😞) kinda acted. While not the same I DEFINITELY recognize the dynamic.
You want him so bad it was insane.
Not to many people were surprised when the two of you had gotten together. It was clear from the get go that Zanka had saw you differently compared to everyone else. From the way he was so obviously gentler with you, and how possessive he could get when it came to you and your safety. He wanted you and you wanted him back. The only thing is that it was just getting to hard to control. Especially with just how much of a gentleman he was with you.
Everything little thing Zanka did would send thoughts racing through your head. Thoughts about him. Thoughts about what he would do with you. Thoughts about what he would do to you. You wanted, prayed even, for him to press his body into and have his way. Grab you by the hair and yank your head back until tears filled your eyes. He looked so mean and aggressive when talking to someone who annoyed him (Rudo), it was unfair he was never like that towards you.
You kissed and made out sure, but it was never harsh or punishing. Zanka always took his time on you, even when there wasn't that much time left to begin with. Especially due to being a cleaner, so much time was spend out on missions, healing from missions, and training. So a lot of time all there was time to do was a soft peck before a mission or even sneaking off somewhere on HQ during a party and returning since. You were yearning for something more, and the opportunity has never came.
It had been a quiet day on HQ. And for once in a long time you and Zanka both had nothing to do for the whole day. You had practically skipped to Zanka's room to spend time with him. He probably heard your giggles from a mile away as he was already standing by his door waiting for you.
A smile blossomed on your face and you could describe what you did next as ungracefully leaping into his arms and them wrapping you firmly. You sunk deep into his embrace. The way his arms wrapped around you and dug into your waist. You couldn't help the thoughts from rushing through your head.
For example: just how would it feel like to have his arms wrapped around the same but with you on his lap moaning and your back to his chest. And how he would have you ride him like a doll made for only his pleasure as you moaned and called him by the filthiest nicknames.
Your body subconsciously rubbed against him, your pelvis pressing against his own as you smiled and giggled to yourself. Now while he was a gentleman, that doesn't mean he wasn't a man. There were so many, to many really, times where he had almost lost control. So many times he had looked down at you and thought about the way it would look with tears rolling down your face and a bulge in your throat.
"Hey," a strained voice came out of his voice as he carefully pulled your body away from his own. now grabbing you by the shoulders instead of waist. "How 'bout we in now?" Zanka's eyes strayed away from yours and his cheeks turned the color of apples. How couldn't he be nervous when he just had his girlfriend smushed against him so lovingly. "Fer privacy..."
He led you into his room silently, his slender hand finding the small of your back as you finally stepped inside. Zanka's room was incredibly neat, probably the neatest in the building. Every surface was cleaned with no clothes laying around or anything. As good as it looked, you honestly wouldn't mind a mess. But instead of just his clothes littering the ground, also yours as the bed creaked in the background which went along musically with your cries to Zanka about how you're to sensitive for more.
The lock of the door made a small clicking sound and before you could turn to see. Zanka was already nudging you to his bed silently, Which was also nicely made, though that isn't much of a surprise. He pushes the two of you onto the bed with a sigh and leans back onto his forearms as he sits lazily next you.
"I'm so tired." You could hear the tiredness in his voice, as cute but sad as it was.
You reached out and buried your hand in hair and gently massaged his scalp. "Aren't we all?"
Zanka scoffed, though he didn't seem to annoyed. His face had softened up the moment your skin touched a follicle. "Not Rudo's bitch ass. Always causin trouble f'me and fer no reason, and always moaning about how training it to hard."
You and you hand migrated down to his chin teasing him. His piercing blue eyes locked onto you with enough annoyance to kill and crowd of people. But you didn't stop, you loved this side of him. How he sometimes seemed to look at people from down his nose. And you've tried so hard to be respectful, you really have. To the man that would open doors for you and no one else. To the man who used to keep space between the two of you to not make you uncomfortable. Zanka was sweet so you. But you wanted something spicy not sweet. "Well, I wouldn't mind you making you moan."
There was a long stretch of silence once the words left your mouth. It wasn't even that crazy, at least in your opinion. You could've easily gone into detail on how you wanted him to make you moan.
You glance back at Zanka who you find is already staring at you with this blank but heated look in his eye. Some level of shock was expected sure, but this was annoying.
"Why are you acting so surprised? Is it not normal for a girlfriend to want those types of things with her boyfriend." Now you were the one buffering. It didn't seem like he was uncomfortable. He was red, but when was he not?
"It is normal,"he grabs at your arms and you pull away at the abrupt movement. He rolls his eyes before wrapping a hand on your inner thigh and pulling you closer to him. "You should've told me earlier though. Why didn't you tell me? I've been acting so gentlemanly for you, I thought- Ugh..."
He buried his head in his hand and trembled lightly. If you looked closely, you would've thought he was Tom the Tomato. "Well, at least you now that I'm ready. I'm ready for anything you'd do to me Zanka, you wouldn't believe it."
He shuddered at your words, though refused to lift his head. "Stop that, just be more open about what you want next time."
You smirked to yourself. If that's what he really wanted then you would deliver. After he had calmed down, he expressed that he had been 'wanting' for a minute now but didn't want to scare you off. It was nice sure, though you definitely expected the about wanting have sex and hidden kinks to be more explicit. But it was a start at least. And with this, you and Zanka made a promise to be more open about what you possibly wanted. And you told that you wouldn't hold back, which is exactly what happened.
Zanka continued to be a sweetheart to you. He still defended your name. And still paid when our together or even in a group. Though the crevices in between those were just filled with heated glances and words being said that used to be held back. Mostly coming from you.
It had been a simple with no supporters just you and Zanka out and about. Semiu, the Boss, and Enjin all trusted you as a pair. While you were together, you both knew how to handle yourselves.
And that's how it was. You two went out. Took care of the trash beasts. Checked each other for injuries. Luckily nothing major just some minor enough scratches. Not only scratches though, but a but that was forming on Zanka's neck after getting hit. Luckily it had been on the weaker side. And of course, you said the first thing that came to your head. "You leave one of those on my neck tonight."
Zanka grimaced, as he whenever you decided to make one of your special comments. Though from that look in his to was obvious that he enjoyed it. Not to mention it was so hard to miss the way he smirked from he was the only one who had you talking and thinking like this.
"Yeah you should. And lower to. The lower the better Zan Zan."
Now he just looks unimpressed. He presses his hand onto your lower back and guides you in the direction of the long and annoying way back to HQ.
"We'll talk later about that Zanka."
He didn't respond, but from that clench in his jaw it was obvious he had the same plans as you.
