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candycandy00 · 7 months ago

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CANDYYY!! Congratulations on 2k followers!! You deserve every single one of them!! 💕💕

I saw the build your own fanfic adventure and you know I have to get in on this soooooooo:

Character: Dabi (what a surprise there 😂)

AU setting: Honestly I'm so stuck between Gothic Mansion and Monster Forest, I'll let you decide!!

Spice level: screw it let's go all the way, NSFW bb

Mood: I'll leave it up to you! You know me, I could go either way!

Kink: ugh I'll indulge a little today, Breeding/Daddy kink (sometimes I like being taken care of, you know?? 😂😂)

Have fun my love! 😘 Can't wait to read Choso's chapter!!

Waxwork - A Dabi x Reader Fanfic

Smut. 18+. Fem Reader. Dabi as a werewolf. Dabi as a vampire. Light vampire-related blood. Rough sex. Breeding. Oral sex. Heavily inspired by the 1988 horror film “Waxwork”.

This ended up a lot longer than I planned but I hope you like it, babe!

Part of CandyCandy’s 2k Followers Event! Any feedback is loved! Dividers by @benkeibear.

You’ve always loved wax museums, so when a new one opened up in town, you just had to visit on opening day. You walk through the doors, noting sadly that there isn’t a very big crowd. After looking through the “historical figures” and “celebrities” sections, you wander into the “fictional characters” area.

There are highly detailed wax figures lovingly made to recreate various famous scenes from novels and movies. A large portion of them are horror, and so you feel a chill down your spine as you notice you’re the only visitor in this section.

Some of the wax figures look so realistic, you find yourself staring at them to make sure they’re not moving. You walk around, looking at the displays, before stopping at one that fascinates you.

The scene looks like the interior of a cabin in the woods. There are even fake trees outside the windows. The “room” is lit by a fireplace. Near the door, there’s a young man bent backwards in what appears to be agony, in the midst of a transformation. He has messy white hair, and half his body is covered in white fur, giving the illusion that the fur is spreading. His dark clothes are ripped, and he’s clutching his head with his hands, one of them tipped with razor sharp claws. His eyes, so bright blue that they seem to glow, are staring upwards. You imagine he’s staring at a full moon.

Also in the display is a young woman in a ragged dress, recoiling from him in horror. Strangely, she resembles you. Her build is the same as yours, as well as her hair. But with her face so twisted by fear, you can’t really tell if that resembles yours too.

Your eyes keep being drawn back to the man, to the fine white fur that looks like crushed velvet. You want to touch it, to feel it beneath your fingertips. And his eyes… so beautiful.

Wait… did his eyes just move? For a fraction of a second, you thought his eyes flicked down to your face. But surely you imagined it. You laugh nervously, deciding you’ve been looking at this display for too long.

You move quickly to the next display, this one looking like the ornate dining room of a gothic castle. Sitting at the table in a beautiful Victorian style dress is a young woman who looks almost identical to the one from the previous display. Which means she looks just like you. Her hair is pinned up in an intricate style, and her dress is way too immodest to be historically accurate. It’s an off the shoulder design that is extremely low cut, exposing way more cleavage than was probably common in the Victorian era.

The young woman is holding a steak knife in her hand, and has apparently cut her finger on it by accident, as a shiny drop of red “blood” is made to look as if it’s dripping down her hand. But the most interesting part of this display is the man standing behind her, like a predator.

You draw in a sharp breath as you look at him, realizing with a tinge of alarm that he’s the same as the man from the werewolf display, with slight differences. This one has black hair, and is wearing a black Victorian suit with a cape. He also has scars covering the lower half of his face. But those eyes… those lovely blue eyes… they’re the same. There’s a look of hunger in them as he leans over the woman, staring at the drop of blood. You look at the blood too, trying to imagine why he finds it so compelling.

Oh, he must be a vampire! You almost laugh at yourself for being so slow to realize it. You casually glance back up at his face, and your breath catches in your throat.

He’s looking straight at you. Not at the drop of blood, but at you.

Your heart pounds furiously as you stare at him, locked in his gaze. This time you’re certain. His eyes moved! You know for a fact he was looking at the woman’s hand before! So why is he looking into your eyes now?

This must be some kind of trick or gimmick, you tell yourself, trying to calm down. Maybe the wax figure has some sort of mechanized feature that makes his eyes move, as a way to excite the visitors. Or, judging by how realistic he looks, maybe he’s an actor! The possibility makes you feel quite silly.

You back away, suddenly eager to leave this section of the museum, but your back collides with something and your body bounces forward, causing you to stumble over the velvet rope cordoning off the display and fall directly into it. You close your eyes and brace for the impact of the floor, but instead you black out.

When your eyes snap open, you’re sitting at the fancy table in the dining room. There’s a plate of delicious looking food in front of you and a steak knife in your hand. A single drop of blood is sliding down your index finger. You look in front of you, where the rope should be, but it’s not there. In fact, the rest of the museum is gone! You really are in a complete dining room!

All at once you remember the other occupant of the room, and you slowly turn your head to look over your shoulder. Leaning over you is the very beautiful, very alive, vampire with the black hair and the scars.

“Did you cut yourself? Are you okay?” he asks. You expected his voice to be more smooth and formal, given his attire, but he sounds like any random guy you go to college with.

You’re not sure what to say, wondering if this is a dream or not. Did you hit your head when you fell?

The man grabs your hand, firmly but not harshly, and pulls it up to his face to examine it. “Looks like a small cut,” he says, then wraps his scarred lips around your finger, his tongue lapping gently at the blood.

You’re so transfixed that you don’t think to pull your hand away until he’s finished. His eyes move over you, and you’re suddenly very aware of how obscenely low cut your dress is. You stand up from the table and look around, still hoping to see the rest of the museum somewhere. But it’s just not there.

“Not running off, are you?” the man asks, a hint of a grin on his face. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had someone for dinner.” His tongue runs over his lips as he says it, making your face flush with heat.

“Um, I’m not really sure where I am,” you say, your back against the edge of the table.

He steps closer to you. “You’re in my home, doll, and we’re about to have dessert.”

You feel paralyzed as he gets closer and closer, until his body is pressed against yours. He’s taller than you, probably a little older, but he’s fucking gorgeous.

Maybe this is a dream. Maybe it’s a concussion-induced hallucination. But whatever it is, you might as well enjoy it.

You reach up and wrap your arms around him as he lifts you up and sits you on the table, the plates and silverware magically gone. His mouth is on your neck, licking along a vein before you feel a sharp pain. He’s biting you! The pain is intense for a few moments, and then disappears, replaced by a feeling of euphoria. You can feel his teeth tearing at your delicate skin, can feel his tongue gliding along the wound, but it doesn’t hurt at all now. You only feel warm and aroused, listening to the sensual sucking sounds as he devours your blood.

He lies you back on the table and pulls away from your neck. His mouth is sticky and red. He pulls the top of your dress down, freeing your breasts, and then his hands and mouth are upon them, squeezing and licking.

You moan, clutching his shoulders, opening your legs ever wider as his body presses to you. Eventually he reaches down and rips the skirt of your dress right up the middle, clearing himself a path to your panties and exposing your white garter belt and stockings. He tears the panties away and bends down, running his tongue along your heated, damp flesh. You arch your back, ridiculously turned on by the idea of a vampire eating you out. His tongue, still wet with your blood, circles your clit, driving you to madness.

When you’re right on the edge of climax, he stops and pulls away, opening his pants to the sounds of your panting. “Gonna be a good girl for me?” he asks, sliding his hand up and down his hard, pleasingly large shaft.

“Yes! I’ll be so good!” you breathe out, locking your legs around his body, pulling him closer.

He grins as he shoves himself into you, licking your blood from his lips. His thrusts are deep, intimate, and hit your sweet spot just perfectly. “Ahh… feels so good…” you cry.

You want to moan his name, but you have no idea what it is.

“That’s it,” he says with a grunt, thrusting deeper, “taking me so well!”

Fuck it. Just go with the vibes.

“Harder, Daddy!”

He looks down at you, momentarily surprised, but then he laughs and fucks you harder than you’ve ever been fucked before.

You were already on the edge of cumming, and now you’re pushed over the edge by the way his tip hits your cervix, making you bounce off the table. You cum while clenching his cock.

Just before he releases his seed inside you, painting your womb in his color, he leans forward and bites your neck again. There’s that brief searing pain again, contrasting so deliciously with the pleasure rippling through you as his cock pulses in your body.

He pulls away, licking his lips again and pulling you up to your feet by your hand, like a gentleman. You’re in a daze as he leads you to the door of the room. “Thanks, doll. I haven’t had any visitors in a long time. Hopefully I’ll see you in the next one.”

“Next one?” you ask, confused as you walk through the door.

You find yourself back in the museum, standing in front of the vampire display. But it looks different now. The woman sitting at the table doesn’t look like you anymore, instead having plain, almost blank features. And the man, the vampire, is standing up straight, looking right at you, a subtle grin on his bloody lips.

Startled, you step back and touch your hand to your neck. You can feel the puncture wounds, the slick blood trickling out.

Was… was that real?

Somewhat delirious, you stagger away, and end up stumbling right into another display. This time you blink and you’re in the cabin in the woods. You’re the girl in the torn dress, cowering in fear of the white haired man who is turning into a werewolf before your very eyes.

He looks at you through his agony as his body transforms, and you can see the recognition in his eyes.

“Oh fuck, not this one!” he says, trying to move away from you. “Run! Get… to the edge… of the forest! Hurry!”

“What’s happening!?” you scream. “How did I even get here?”

“It’s the museum!” he shouts, clutching his head in pain. “Listen, you have to run! I can’t… control this form! I go fucking feral!”

You stand there, frozen, watching the soft white fur spread across his lean body, the claws on his hands get longer, the teeth in his much wider mouth become large and sharp. Two white furry ears even grow out of the top of his head.

“Feral, you say?” The question rolls off your tongue. Watching him writhe in pain as his body changes is… actually kind of hot.

He looks at you, blue eyes wild, and he seems to understand what you want. The transformation is complete. He stands before you much taller than before, covered head to toe in that lovely white fur. There’s a primal feel to the way he looks at you. Animalistic. Predatory.

Either he’s going to rip you apart or fuck your brains out. You really really hope it’s the latter.

He lunges forward and tackles you to the floor, pushing you face down onto the rug in front of the fireplace. His movements are fast and aggressive, but not too rough. He easily could have killed you already.

With one swipe of his powerful claws, your dress is in tatters, barely clinging to your body in tiny strips that cover nothing. Behind you, he lifts your hips and spreads your thighs, and almost immediately plunges into your slick pussy.

You cry out, gripping the rug in your hands as he begins fucking into you, your bare chest and stomach rubbing against the rug with each thrust. Ah, his cock feels incredible! It’s long and hard, covered in a thin layer of soft velvety fur. As he takes you from behind, he uses one hand to lightly scrape his claws down your back.

“Oh god!” you scream out when one clawed hand reaches around and finds your clit, rubbing and pinching it, making your body tremble. You don’t have to tell him to fuck you harder. You don’t think he possibly could. Your knees are wobbling, barely supporting you, your face is pressed into the rug, your tears seeping into it. You’ve never felt this good in your entire life.

You feel him twitching inside you, and just as you feel his scalding hot cum shoot directly into your womb, you feel your own orgasm wash over you. Moaning and panting, you stay there on the rug, your face buried in it, until he eventually pulls out. By the time you have the energy to roll over and look at him, he’s reverted back to human form.

He’s standing there naked, his white hair damp and hanging in his eyes. He drops down onto the rug beside you, and you scoot closer to him, pulling your knees up to your chest.

“What is this place?” you ask him. “Is this really still the museum?”

The fireplace is roaring behind you, and you can hear the wind blowing through the trees outside the cabin.

“I think every display is its own pocket dimension,” he says. “But fuck if I know how it all works.”

You look at him intently. “Who are you?”

He shrugs. “Just a guy who got stuck here. I came to the museum with some friends a few years ago, stumbled into one of the displays, and got stuck. I stayed inside too long, so now I can’t leave.”

“Why not?” you ask.

“When I finally found the border, the way back to the museum, I stuck one arm out and it instantly turned to wax. As long as I stay in the displays, I’m flesh and blood. But I can move my consciousness around the different dimensions.”

You suddenly feel panicked. “What about me?”

He grins. “You’ll be fine. You haven’t been here nearly long enough. Certain rare people get pulled in, and I always lead them out.”

You meet his gaze for a few moments, then say, “I’ll come back! I’ll visit you as often as I can!”

He gives you a somewhat sad smile. “The museum moves around to different towns. We probably won’t be here for longer than a year.”

“Then I’ll track it down!” you say forcefully, causing him to blink in surprise. “Wherever you go, I’ll find you!”

“I hope so,” he says, then he stands up and heads for the door, opening it. He tosses a blanket to you to cover yourself with and says, “You better get going. Head to the edge of the forest and you’ll be back in the museum.”

You wrap the blanket around yourself as you walk through the door. You stop and look back at him. “What’s your name?”

He smiles. “Touya.”

Minutes later, you’re back in the museum, standing in front of the werewolf display. The man who was once bent back in pain is standing calmly in the cabin now, looking at you without moving. You wave to him before turning to leave. “See you later, Touya!”

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badbatchsprincess · 1 month ago

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Heated ~ pt.25

Pt.1 ~ Pt.2 ~ Pt.3 ~ Pt.4 ~ Pt.5 ~ Pt.6 ~ Pt.7 ~ Pt.8 ~ Pt.9 ~ Pt.10 ~Pt.11 ~ Pt.12 ~ Pt.13 ~ Pt.14 ~ Pt.15 ~ Pt.16 ~ Pt.17 ~ Pt.18 ~ Pt.19 ~ Pt.20 ~ Pt.21 ~ Pt.22 ~ Pt.23 ~ Pt.24 ~ Pt.25

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Summary: This is an ABO Bad batch!Poly x Omega Reader smut with a plot. This takes place as an AU before order 66. Y/N previously served under the 501st before being transferred to Special Forces 99. This is her adventure with these rowdy Alphas in a quickly changing universe.

THIS IS AN ABO AU ABOUT THE BAD BATCH (NO CANON OMEGA!) Due to the unfortunate situation of her name being Omega… Omega the child from the canon series is not going to be apart of this fanfic/porn with a plot. I feel obligated to put this warning in because it makes my skin crawl thinking anyone could make that mistake.

Warnings: literally 11.6k of smut. #imnotsorry Dom!Crosshair, Dom!Tech, Soft!Hunter, Dom!Hunter, Soft!Wrecker, mating rituals, about dynamics, smut smut smut, and more smut, actually filth, I need to go to repent, biting, mentions of blood, aftercare is important...Anal.... hehe.

Announcement: I'm actually so sad to be writing this, but there's only going to be one more installation after this chapter. Ahhh it's been a ride, I started writing this halfway through season three and I miss the boys everyday. I just wanted to say that I'm so thankful for everyone and this community you guys all make my day everyday. I love interacting with you all and I appreciate it so much. I will be continuing to write so please submit anything your interested in my writing about (no matter for debauched) (no shame on my page bb) I'd love to get your requests for literally anything. Anyways, enjoy my friends and I can't wait to finish up pip's journey.

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Hunter held your hand as you two walked back inside the monastery. Your entire nervous system was beginning to finally settle, feeling his warm skin against your own. All you ever wanted was your alphas with you. You didn’t want to ever fight with Hunter ever again.

When you made it back to the main hall, Tech and Wrecker were waiting eagerly where you left them, only to become even more excited at seeing you reconciling with Hunter. Wrecker practically threw the table aside to pick you up again and swing you around like his Lula.

You barked feeling him squish you and you vaguely heard Tech begging him to be gentle with you. When he set you down, Tech gently brought you into his chest pressing a soft kiss to your forehead as a silent apology for earlier. It was obvious they didn’t want to fight with you either.

“Good to see you’re finally seeing things correctly.” Crosshair’s signature drawl made Hunter look up from where he stood.

Hunter scowled, “It was a lot to process all at once.” He couldn’t let his little brother challenge his ego. You had to stifle a giggle.

Crosshair scoffed before smirking and looking down at you, “Told you.”

You rolled your eyes playfully leaving the other three miffed. They had no clue as to what Crosshair was referring to.

“Y/N! Can you come here and take a look at this?” Rex called to you from the center of the room.

You trotted over to him settling to his left, “What’s up?”

“We’ve been trying to make sense of this all night but we don’t know what it means.” Rex pulled up the hard drive from the holodisk.

“It’s medical jargon and obviously that isn’t our speciality.” A Commander you didn’t recognize said from the other side of the table. He looked exhausted with sunken in eyes. His tattoos over his right eye was unfamiliar to you.

Hunter’s voice cut in, “Well you’re in luck, Pip graduated top of her class from the Coruscant school of medicine.”

You nodded feeling a little flushed at his nonchalant bragging.

You took over the controls from Rex and started reading through the reports.

The further you read, the more your eyes widened and your heart began to race from excitement.

“What is it, Y/N?” Wrecker asked noting the way your body language changed suddenly.

You shook your head, “I can’t believe it…”

Everyone stared at you.

You looked up to face Rex and the other Commanders around the table, “Nala Se gave me the instructions on how to reverse the accelerated aging in clones.”

Wrecker’s jaw nearly hit the floor.

Tech pushed up his goggles and looked over your shoulder, “You mean to tell us that there is a way to alter the genetic structure in fully developed clone specimens?”

You nodded and tilted your head up to look at your alpha, “Yeah. With this, you all could live very long healthy lives just like the nat-borns.”

Everyone took a healthy pause taking in this information. You continued reading through the research along with Nala Se’s personal notes. This was a step by step in altering their genome.

Rex then turned to look at you, “What do you need in order to do this?”

Hunter stepped forwards with a hand raised, “Wait a minute, I promised my mate she’s out of the fight. Rex, I know this is important but she’s already been through too much. I need to take her away from all of this. I have to keep her safe from the empire.”

You stood up on your tip toes, “Wait! I know what I said, but if you’re right about this green place, what if we set up the homestead there and I can work on the research and be safe. There’s no reason why Rex couldn’t come to check-in.” You looked to your alpha, “Please Hunter. I would give anything to make sure I can spend the rest of my natural lifespan with you all.”

“Is she talking about the planet in the outer rim?” Rex asked.

Hunter nodded.

Tech then looked up from his data pad, “There is ample room on the unmarked planet. We can build her a laboratory for her to conduct her research, and any of the clones who wish to live with us most certainly can. We can’t possibly be the only ones wanting to escape this war now that we have an opportunity.”

You heard a few clones in the background agree. You knew the ones mated on Naboo would be more inclined to keep their omegas safe in a secure location far from the empire’s reaches.

“It sounds like a plan to me.” Rex agreed, “Tiny, what supplies do you need to complete something like this?”

You looked to Rex and then to Tech, “It’s going to start with a trip to Bracca…”

“Seven standard rotations.” Rex confirmed setting his chronometer to align with Tech’s.

“I will send you the coordinates in a scrambled hex code once we arrive. We will be awaiting the supply vessels.” Tech looked to Rex, “And due take the time to ensure everything on that list is onboard, we will be needing construction droids if we wish to build a larger scale community assuming you’ll be bringing the refugees.” Tech rattled on about the list you had drawn up.

You tightened the jacket on one of your old uniforms as the boys loaded up the Marauder with all the supplies you’d need for the week on this new unmarked plant before Rex would be arriving.

According to Hunter it rained often there, so you made sure your GAR issued uniforms were up to par for the weather ahead.

You counted the medical supplies along with enough rations to keep you all fed.

Crosshair handed you a gun along with the side holster they had made for you all those moons ago. You slid into the leather straps and secured the belt around your waist.

“How many rotations until we get to the coordinates?” You asked Hunter.

“Two.” He kissed your cheek before grabbing another box of supplies.

“Gonk! Gonk!”

You squealed, “Gonky!”

Wrecker carried the droid from the base’s charging port onboard making sure he was fully charged to keep you all comfortable on reserve energy for the next few days.

You felt a tap on your shoulder and you spun around to be face to face with Commander Wolffe, “You better take care of those guys, alright little omega?” He smiled.

You nodded dutifully, “You’re going to be coming too right?”

He shrugged, “Unsure, I’ll meet you out there after the seven rotations to help get everything settled, but I think my fight might be with Rex. I can’t rest until I know all of our brothers are safe.”

You nodded, “Well if that’s the case, can you do something special for me?”

He raised a brow.

“There’s a medic named Kix. Rex said he went missing before the end of the war. He was my only friend for a while during my first few days with the 501st. Can you please try to find him for me?”

Wolffe nodded, “I’ll try my best.”

“Thank you.” You smiled touching his shoulder.

“You don’t get to leave without saying bye to us!” Bolt and Stunner came jogging over to tackle you with a hug.

“Me too kid.” Grim walked up throwing himself on top making you giggle.

“I thought you all were coming too!”

“We are!” Stunner stood up, “But we gotta pick up all your things first!”

“It’s only seven days!”

Bolts shook his head, “Too long kid. We’re pack now!”

“Huh?” You looked to Wolffe.

He just closed his eyes and shook his head with a sigh, “Don’t even get me started.”

“These two decided so.” Grim gestured to Bolts and Stunner, they smiled, “So naturally we all agreed.”

You felt giddy, “Well thank you, and I look forward to seeing you all very soon.”

They left you to make your way back to the Marauder to make your departure.

As you crossed the landing platform, you saw Howzer speaking with some other soldiers. You felt your stomach drop slightly anticipating a disapproving glare, but you were surprised and relived to see him give you a friendly nod. You repeated the action watching his return to him conversation, leaving you climb the rest of the stairs to the Marauder and into your old quarters.

Once inside you looked around suddenly feeling home. You breathed in the stinky air happy to feel something normal again.

“The smell came back.” Echo groused.

“I love it.” You sighed settling into your jump seat.

He looked at you horrified but opted to ignore it while getting comfortable in the co-pilot seat.

“I just finished crosscheck, we’re ready for takeoff.” Tech announced walking into the main galley.

He placed a kiss on your cheek as he passed before finding his way into the pilot’s chair.

Hunter pointed to the hatch, “Wrecker, shut the door and let’s get a move on.”

Wrecker walked to the door hitting the locking mechanism.

Crosshair came to sit next to you in the other jump seat, securing your harness before fixing his own. Once everyone was seated and secured, Tech began the take off sequence. You’ve never been more excited to hear the engines of the ship start up and that familiar rumble vibrate through the cabin.

As the Marauder pulled away from the monastery, you watched the pink Teth skies turn into deep blackness as Tech flew you all through the planet’s atmosphere.

“Almost at hyperspace cruising altitude.” He said steering the ship expertly to the hyperspace lanes. Once in place, he pushed the hyperspace lever sending the ship hurtling through the galaxy at high speed.

You all jolted at the acceleration before the ship leveled out and you were cruising smoothly through empty space.

You were giddy. For the past few hours the only thing you could think of was the green place. You hoped it was lush like Kaashyykk.

Your daydreams were taking over you didn’t even register that Hunter was talking to you.

“Mesh’la.” He said getting your attention.

You looked up with wide eyes.

Echo suddenly stood up, “I’m sure you all have a lot to catch up on,” grabbing a ration pack he headed for the back of the ship, “I gotta check something in the hyperdrive.”

You watched him leave before turning back to your alphas with a questioning look.

“Hunter asked what you were thinking about?” Crosshair repeated drawing little lines on your pant leg. You shivered as he teased his finger higher periodically.

You were starting to feel something warm and low vibrating through the bond.

You looked up to Hunter, “I was imagining what the green place looks like.”

He smiled crossing his arms facing you.

Wrecker cut in, “It’s beautiful Mesh’la, just like you!”

“Awh, Wreck.” You smiled.

“But thats not all that I, we, wanted to ask you.” Hunter looked to Tech.

You looked at him with peaked interest.

“We want to ask you how you feel about completing the bonds before we reach Zyphora.” Hunter said, his voice deepening.

You felt the heat start to grow through the bonds, they were growing more turned on by the second. You too could feel your scent glands heating and radiating your pheromones through the air.

“Y-You want to mate?” You stuttered feeling the heat in your cheeks and the hope rising in your chest.

Hunter smirked and tilted his head playfully.

You noticed Wrecker’s sweet gaze and Tech’s heady eyes boring into you that sent a shiver down your entire body.

Crosshair interjected, “Right now?”

Tech narrowed his eyes at his brother, “Problem?”

Crosshair just looked at his twin, “It might be a little overstimulating for her having all three of you bite her.” He explained.

“Why is that?” Hunter challenged. That jealousy must be a genetic trait at this point.

Crosshair petted your knee, “She was so far into subspace when it happened.” He looked at you, “Just don’t bite her all at once.”

Ever the protector.

You looked back up at him questionably, “What’s subspace?”

He smirked tugging at your lower lip with his thumb, “It means you’re so cock dumb you’re barely coherent.”

Your face flushed immediately at his lewd wording. You heard Hunter chuckle darkly.

Tech clarified, “That’s not the exact definition.”

“She gets the point.” He wet his lip looking down at yours still under his thumb.

“Is that alright with you Mesh’la?” Hunter softened his eyes getting your attention back on him, “Are you ready for that?”

You took a deep breath trying to still your now racing heart, “Are you?” You could feel the wetness starting to gather in your panties. The heat uin the bond was starting to become unbearable, the simmering turning to boiling.

He chuckled, “You’re the only one for us ad’ika.”

They nodded in agreement.

You nodded too, “Then yes. I’m ready to be mated, Hunter.”

You wish you had a recording of the look Hunter gave you. The adoration in his grey eyes made your insides flutter.

“Aw yeah!” Wrecker flew up from his seat to pick you up and throw you over his shoulder bouncing you a few times making you squeal.

“Okay, Wrek easy with her.” Hunter chastised standing up.

Crosshair stood plucking the toothpick from his mouth and pointed it at his three brothers, “So how does this work. If one of you looses it, and tries to overwhelm her with a bite, I’m stunning you.”

Tech stepped forwards, “I have a plan but we all have to agree.”

Everyone looked to the analyst, “We go in age order, just like we agreed to months ago. We haven’t all been together since Mimban, so we’ll have to remember to stay in control if this is to work. We’ll give pip enough time to recover in between so she’s not overwhelmed.” He looked to Crosshair to make sure he was in approval. Crosshair gave him a pensive nod.

“So then, Hunter first?” Wrecker asked squeezing your ass. You used your hands to perch yourself up on Wrecker’s shoulder blades to look at the others.

Crosshair still looked a little hesitant and unsure.

Hunter looked to his little brother, “Don’t worry Cross, we’ll be sweet with her.” He looked to you with a devilish smirk, “Right mesh’la?”

You fought back the whimper that threatened to escape your throat, but you couldn’t fight the pulsing in your core that nearly crumbled your resolve. Wrecker seemed to pick up on it and massaged the backs of your thighs making you even weaker under his strong hands.

“Alright, since everything is settled.” Tech gestured for Wrecker to set you down. He gave your ass a loud spank before setting you down on the ship’s durasteel floor.

You stood on wobbly feet letting Hunter steady you while Crosshair and Wrecker disappeared into the bunk to set up the mattresses again.

“C’mon Mesh’la.” Hunter placed his firm hands on your shoulders steering you into your old bunk.

When the doors slid open to find the mattresses all pushed against one another just like on Mimban, you shuddered at the memory of all of their hands on you and the feeling of being knotted over and over for days on end and the delicious delirium that accompanies those memories.

Crosshair coughed feeling the heat in his own face. He looked up at you with a playful look making you hide your own smile. He definitely saw that one through the bond.

Hunter spun you around to press a sudden kiss to your lips knocking the wind out of you. Then it was like something snapped inside you. The scents of all of your alphas in one location again was making you absolutely feral with need.

Without breaking the kiss, you started to scramble to remove Hunter’s armor, “Off,” You mumbled into his mouth reading for his shoulder latches to unclip the chest plates.

“Someone’s eager.” Crosshair chuckled starting to remove his shirt and tossed it to the side before plopping down on the mattress to watch as his other brother started stripping. The sniper placed his blaster to the side with the switch set to stun just incase.

Piece after piece began to fall to the ground in disgruntled piles as you continues to make out with Hunter practically tearing his clothing off. As much as you loved that teal henley you wanted to tear the offending thing to shreds.

Tech dimmed the lights inside the bunk as you pulled on his shirt revealing Hunter’s beautiful tanned and tattooed chest. You broke away to admire your sergeant as he pulled the fabric the rest of the way over his head before tossing into the pile with Crosshair’s. You audibly sighed before launching forwards to run your hands greedily over his entire smooth chest feeling every ridge of sinew muscle.

Hunter started on his burgundy wrist wraps removing the material seductively slow, while your hands traveled south to start working on his leather holsters.

“You all wear too much clothing.” You growled unclasping the weapons and letting them fall to the ground.

They all chuckled at that knowing you were telling the truth.

Then you attacked the closure of his pants. You remembered buying him these pants on Ord Mantell. You bought them because they made his ass look fantastic. You pulled the khaki colored fabric down revealing his black under clothes and the hardened length begging to be freed.

You didn’t hesitate yanking them down to reveal his rock hard cock making both of you groan as you firmly grasped him and began pumping slowly to relieve the pressure you knew he must have been feeling.

Then you felt hands on your back making their way down to your waist and you knew it was Tech from the feel of his fingers.

First he peeled off your jacket forcing you to release Hunter making you whine as Hunter then moved to dispose of the remaining pants and boots situation.

“I get to warm you up, little one.” Tech whispered in your ear making you shudder.

He pulled at your shirt throwing it into the pile before he saddled up behind you and began removing your holster and pants too. His sensual hands traveled down your thigh and belly to release the clasp holding the leather around your leg before slipping the rest of the material from your waist.

The other hand undid your pant button before pulling down the zipper frustratingly slow. Then his lithe fingers slid underneath the waist hand of your panties tracing small lines into your skin but not hitting the spot you really wanted him to go. Such a tease.

You squirmed into him, feeling the hardness of his cock underneath his boxers as well.

Tech then used his hands to yank down your pants while Hunter pulled off your boots one by one. Together hey liberated you from the rest of your clothes except your little panties.

Crosshair gave a satisfied groan as he settled into the mattress having to readjust his own cargos to be more comfortable, “Take it off Tech!” He drawled from the side.

Your hands went behind you to rest against Tech’s thighs as his hands went to the thin waist band of the barely there material.

You looked up to see Hunter’s hungry stare along with Wrecker’s, watching you from the center of the room.

You struggled to breathe as Tech’s skilled fingers looped inside the band teasing everyone slightly by tugging on it playfully.

“Tech!” You whined feeling the material teasing your frustrated clit making you pant.

“Rip it off.” Hunter ordered with a husky voice that made you drip between your thighs.

Tech leaned forwards and bent down to nuzzle your ear, “Yes, sarge.”

In a flash, your panties were snapped in two as the offending material remained in Tech’s hands, “For Cross.” He tossed them at his twin who happily snatched them out of the air to keep with a sexy smile.

Kark.

That kriffing panty snatcher.

You felt like you were going to faint if someone didn’t make you come soon.

“Go to your alpha.” Tech smacked your butt, urging you forwards.

You scrambled forwards not trusting your legs to hold you up as you practically threw yourself at Hunter. He happily brought you into his arms straddling you over his thin waist.

He snaked his fingers through your hair and gripped the base tilting your head up for him to kiss again as you felt Tech settle in behind you pressing his sturdy weight onto your ass.

“And I thought we’d need the lube.” Tech ran a finger up your folds making you squeal into Hunter’s mouth, “But our little omega is already soaked.” He settled into rubbing your clit which had you arching your back deeper into Hunter’s chest.

“Fuck.” Crosshair bit out flopping onto his back with his arm thrown over his eyes.

You all turned to look at him as he seemed to be feeling what you were feeling through the mate bond.

“Interesting.” Tech said experimenting with various pressures to see the way you and Crosshair mirrored each other.

“He can feel that through their mate bond?” Wrecker asked

“It would appear so.” Tech analyzed while slipping a finger inside your sloppy hole making Crosshair thrust into the air.

You mewled pushing your hips back into Tech while scooting backwards just enough to reach for Hunter’s boxers. You pulled down his waist band and leaned forwards to lick his tip making him buck and lean back to give you room. You worked down the fabric just a bit further so you could wrap your lips around his length before sinking down on him taking him inside your waiting mouth.

“Fuck ‘mega.” Hunter growled fisting your hair to guide you along his length.

Tech continued his ministrations adding a second finger before adding a third.

“Good girl.” He began scissoring his fingers to open you up.

You bobbed your head against Hunter taking him as deep as you could possibly go without choking.

“Atta girl.” He praised rubbing your cheek feeling himself inside your mouth. You fluttered around Tech making the pilot scoff, “She likes that.”

“Likes what?” Hunter asked with a teasing smirk and a head tilt.

“A praise from her Sarge.” Crosshair gruffed trying to keep himself under control despite feeling your pleasure radiating through your shared bond.

You squeezed Tech’s fingers again as he pulled out to your dismay.

You and Crosshair took a deep breath feeling the pleasure dissipate and your bodies calm once again. You kept Hunter in your mouth until he decided he couldn’t wait any longer to claim you despite how good your heavenly mouth feels on him.

Sitting up, Hunter pulled your greedy mouth away from his length before shifting you both around, until he had you pinned beneath him. You whined craving something in your mouth while Hunter spread your legs.

Crosshair grumbled, “She wants your cock in her mouth.”

You looked at him shocked that he would know that. He just looked smug in return. The damn bond…

“Later, omega.” Hunter replied grabbing your chin and redirecting you to look at him, “Promised I’d be sweet with you, little one…You ready Mesh’la?” He asked lining himself up with your swollen and clenching core.

“Yes alpha.” You nodded eagerly making him smile.

He surged forwards slowly entering you with a slight stretch. Hunter was thick and you cried out as he bottomed out inside you. He bent forwards until he was leaning over you on his elbows caging you in under his firm muscular body, totally encircling you with his warmth.

“Gonna make you mine ‘mega.” He grumbled into your skin.

You clung onto his biceps as he began a slow a gentle pace getting you warmed up to being fucked faster.

You cried out feeling him drag along your needy walls feeling every ridge and bump of him as he started to pick up the pace.

When he felt your cunt relax and finally adjust to his size, he sat up placing a hand on your belly as he thrusted quicker. You bounced on his cock and reached up to run your hands over his abs and tattoo loving the way his muscles flexed in order to fuck you. Hunter was so hot it made your mind turn to mush.

You loved his possessive hand on your belly, you could feel him rubbing even more intently inside you as he applied that delicious pressure.

Your cries and moans filled the room as the two of you brought one another true pleasure… but something was missing.

You cracked your eyes open to see the way Crosshair leaned against the wall stroking himself trying to breathe through the sensations he was receiving. He locked eyes with you feeling your desires morph into something darker.

Then you looked to Tech who leaned a shoulder against the wall next to Crosshair. He watched you with hawk eyes behind his goggles showing off his height and sinew muscles.

You clenched around Hunter clawing at his abdomen making his growl and lean forwards to tend to you. You stuck out your neck and mewled just like you did with Crosshair trying to tempt him into biting you. The omega in you was beginning to beg to be claimed. You were starting to need it more than oxygen. You wanted Hunter to take you. Make true on his promise, and claim you. Make you his.

He nuzzled the spot where he planned to sink his teeth in, teasing you. You whined and wrapped your arms around his neck to claw at his back trying to portray your desperation for him.

“Please alpha!” You whimpered pushing your neck into his mouth.

He ignored you and continued to thrust rocking the two of you closer to completion, but you wanted more… You needed the hunter… The wildness only Hunter could channel.

A new rebellious streak you didn’t entirely recognize with Hunter seemed to itching its way up your neck.

Bratting was only something you did with Crosshair and Tech, but you couldn’t seem to help yourself.

You huffed locking your legs around his waist to urge him to be rougher with you, but it wasn’t working. He was too responsible and he had promised Crosshair to be gentle… kark.

You looked to Crosshair who shot you a challenging look. He raised a brow almost daring you to do something bad.

You looked back to Hunter forcing him to look down at you. You brought your hand up to his cheek looking deeply into his eyes with affection. They were soft and full of love, but you ached to see that darker side of him you hadn’t seen since Mimban.

It was becoming a need not a want. You wanted him to let go of his control.

With a devilish smirk on your lip, he looked down at you almost confused, before the hand on his cheek went to his neck and you roughly flipped the two of you over with a thump.

You pinned him by his neck before you started riding him with no abandon. Leaning down, you snagged his mating gland between your fangs making him snap at your attempt at dominating him.

With a snarl, he ripped you off of him and threw you to the side before he flipped you onto your stomach where he barely pulled up your ass to mount you again. You felt the air press out of you from his weight and the slide of his cock punching inside you again.

“Alpha!” You cried out taking his brutal thrusts with a satisfied shit eating grin on your face.

“What a bad girl.” Crosshair chided with a smirk. You looked up at him.

He just smirked and looked to Hunter, “Poor Sarge was trying to be sweet with you little girl, and this is how you thank him?”

Tech raised a brow and crossed his arms, “Look at her. Smiling and all after being so ungrateful.”

“Brat.” Crosshair watched his eldest brother absolutely fuck you into the mattress.

“Brat.” Tech repeated in confirmation.

Kark.

The look on their faces told you they were conspiring. You were karked.

Hunter however, leaned down to fist your hair and wrench your head up almost painfully, “Is that right Mesh’la? You want me to be rough with you? Fuck you like a disobedient little whore?”

“Fuck!” You moaned at his lewd words. You felt yourself get even more wet making the squelching sound take over the room as Hunter abused your cunt.

“Seems like she likes being fucked like a whore.” Tech smirked pushing up his glasses.

“Ahh!” You held onto the sheets for dear life, but Hunter grabbed both of your wrists and locked them behind your back in his firm fist and pulled you up so you were ass up as he pounded into you at a ridiculously hard pace. The sound of his muscular thighs slapping against your own was making your brain short circuit.

“Ahh! Hunter!” You cried into the mattress feeling the uncontrollable drool start to wet the mattress under your face as you bit the sheets.

“Now I see why Crosshair mated you.” Hunter snarled into the back of your neck, “Just can’t control yourself can you?”

“Please Hunter!” You begged, you could feel yourself nearing the precipice but you just needed that last little bit of stimulation to get you there.

“Tell him what you want, omega.” Tech ordered.

You whimpered before turning your head to look at Hunter from the corner of your eye, “Please touch me alpha, please!”

“I don’t think she deserves to cum.” Crosshair crossed his arms now standing next to his twin.

You whipped your head around to look at him with pleading eyes.

“Please!” You cried out, “I’ll be good I promise! I’m sorry!”

“You’ll behave for Tech and Wrecker?” Crosshair raised a skeptical brow.

You nodded your head vigorously hoping they’d take mercy on you.

“Fuck I can smell you getting wetter mesh’la.” Hunter growled out pushing his nose into your hair and inhaling your scent like a fucking animal. He reached down sliding his fingers between your thighs, finding your clit and rubbing small precise circles. Hunter nearly choked when you clamped down on his throbbing cock with a vice like grip.

“Swear you’ll behave little one.” Crosshair reminded you.

“I swear!” You cried out rutting into Hunter’s touch.

Crosshair hummed and you were lost in Hunter’s presence again. Back before the events on Mimban, you had often fantasized about Hunter chasing you down in the woods. It was one of your favorite little late night fantasies. Letting him unleash his true wild side and have his way with you like a little prey animal caught in the predator’s jaws. It always made you cum on your fingers without much effort.

You could feel Hunter slip into his alpha side as he yanked you up further and kicked your knees apart forcing you to spread and arch for him even more. He put you into the most submissive position for an omega, making you nearly cum on the spot. Fuck he was rough when he wanted to be.

“Hunter!” You yelped as he used his free hand to push your neck down into the mattress and holding you there as he stroked you impossibly deep with his throbbing cock like he was trying to breed you. You were certain he was reaching your cervix making you squirm.

He growled and bent forwards snagging your unmarked shoulder gland with his fangs before leaning forwards and sinking his teeth in making you both groan. When the skin broke and the alpha’s venom began to seep in, your entire body spasmed with an explosive orgasm before going entirely lax under Hunter as the bond snapped into place with a blinding fire sensation. It wasn’t the same as bring under the influence of the SRA, but damn, did it feel like heaven. You were certain your ears were ringing as your body thrummed.

The sergeant collapsed on top of you, blood dripping down his chin, still throbbing inside you as he pumped his cum deep inside your walls.

You both sagged into the mattress still connected together trying to find yourselves. You purred as he pulled you into his chest wrapping a protective arm around you.

Crosshair smiled seeing his brother happy, and feeling the contentment of another piece of your soul righting it self between the two of you.

Wrecker grabbed a nearby blanket and draped it over the two of you as you both returned from the bliss of post-mating. Hunter’s chest raised and lowered aggressively being sedated by his orgasm finally. His wildness, for now, had tampered down.

Tech knelt over you both grabbing his pen light to flash it into your eyes to check for responsiveness. When he was satisfied you were still conscious, just swimming in post fucking endorphins. He settled back with Crosshair waiting for you both to become coherent again.

“I told you, it sends you to subspace.” Crosshair said watching Hunter come back first, blinking rapidly trying to understand the new sensations swirling inside him. Crosshair could feel the delirium, dulled, but still present in you. He watched you carefully curled into Hunter’s side trying to regain your normal breathing.

“It’s the alpha venom and mate bond.” Tech info dumped, “The chemicals Hunter released into her blood stream makes her docile. It’s an evolutionary response, so the omega is too tired to leave the alpha and the alpha is too tired to leave the seeded omega. It’s to ensure impregnation to further the species.” Tech nodded, “And to ensure she’s pregnant.”

Crosshair looked at his twin wondering how in the hells he remembers all this stuff.

You wriggled around making a cooing noise forcing Hunter to lean over to tend to you. He ran his fingers over your flushed cheek with a soft smile giving you soothing little pecks and touches.

“What’s she doing?” Wrecker asked watching you get fussy again under Hunter.

“She needs to complete the bond.” Tech said, “It’s her instincts making her restless.”

Hunter heard his brother, and flopped onto his back pulling you on top of him. You straddled him and leaned forwards mouthing at the same place you teased him before. This time, he tilted his head to the side allowing you to have access to one of the most vulnerable parts on his person. You licked a stripe up the gland gathering his scent in your nose before pressing your incisors to the sun kissed skin and biting down harshly like a little rancor.

You broke skin and he couldn’t help but yelp as you licked and sucked at the wound cooing quietly. He nearly had to pull you off, before he too felt a sense of utter exhaustion as the sensation spread through his overstimulated body. He cursed quietly settling into the blankets.

“And that would be the omega venom making him too tired to leave the seeded omega.” Tech watched diligently, “Fascinating.”

You wriggled on top of Hunter softly grinding against his thick thigh as he rubbed your hip soothingly as you both came down from the mating high.

“Ad’ika, how are you feeling?” Crosshair checked in with you.

You sat up groggily looking at your other mate, “I’m feeling good Cross.” You smiled looking a little loopy. He could sense the endorphins in your system and looked to Tech, “I think she’s alright to continue.”

“Good.” Tech bent down to the mattress and grabs your ankle to yank you down to him and off of his older brother.

You squealed as you slid towards the other twin.

Hunter just lay still feeling lethargic as the mating bond sealed in place in his body, taking over his entire nervous system momentarily. Crosshair watched him for a moment recognizing the feeling. Hunter groaned and covered his eyes with his forearm letting the sensations take over.

“Because someone’s been very, very naughty.” Tech knelt down between your ruined legs spreading your legs to cage in his hips. You whined feeling his calloused hands make their way up your thighs, then your ribs, then finally one squeezed your tit while the other wrapped around your neck and she applied enough pressure to make you moan.

You squirmed under your other alpha, enjoying Tech’s calculated roughness.

“Egging Hunter on until he turned feral on you,” Tech clicked his tongue disapprovingly, “When he was trying to be so gentle with you.”

You whimpered looking up at Tech. He ran a tongue over his left fang looking down at you with a hunger you had never seen before. You itched with greed to feel it pierce your skin again.

With a moment of contemplation, he released you and sat up, “Present, omega.”

Stunned, you stared up at him owlishly. He wants you to… present? You felt a rush of heat throughout your entire body.

You whined baring your neck submitting to him, hoping he’d accept that…

But this was Tech, he just raised a brow and crossed his arms waiting for you to behave properly.

You sat up and flipped over onto your hands and knees before lowing your head to the mattress showing off your cum covered pussy to him. You widened your knees and arched as prettily as possible hearing Crosshair let out a low whistle from the side.

Wrecker groaned, “That was hot.”

You felt your cheeks redden again the longer Tech took to move. You felt extremely exposed, but also extremely turned on.

His silence was making you anxious as you tried your hardest to hold still for him. But you couldn’t hold back the anticipatory shakes that started to settle into your system begging for him to do something soon. You were about to beg for anything, even just a touch. You needed Tech in a way you had never needed him before.

Never had you presented for an alpha… ever… The instincts in you told you to arch as far as possible to meet his approval, but that wasn’t necessary. Tech finally reached forwards trailing a knuckle through your dripping entrance making you nearly spasm from sensitivity.

He tutted behind you, before stroking your clit making you jump in his grasp, “I’m going to let Wrecker have his turn and you’re going to be very, very good for him omega.” He teased your hole with the tip of his finger making you bite your tongue, “Then you’re mine to have my way with, little one… Someone needs to teach you manners.”

You swallowed nervously making Crosshair chuckle, “She understands.”

“I thought it was your turn, Tech.” Hunter groaned sitting up on his elbows to find you bent over at his feet and he looked down the slope of your back.

“I want to take my time with her.” He stood up leaving you arched and alone on the mattress, “Go on, Wrecker.”

You squeaked feeling his massive hands encapsulate you and pluck you up from the mattress before tossing you in front of him. You bounced a few times on the mattress before he rolled you onto your back positioning you how he wished.

You looked up at him with pleading eyes.

“On your back, like a good little omega.” Crosshair sneered crossing his arms to face his twin.

“Make Wrecker cum and we’ll lessen your punishment for being a brat.” Tech instructed.

You nodded eagerly, not wanting to disappoint them. You were also a little terrified of the two of them being together again. The had edged you so many times on Mimabn you had broken down in tears when they finally let you cum. You really didn’t want to go through that again any time soon.

“Don’t worry ‘mega.” Wrecker smiled, “I’ll take care of you.” He must have sensed your trepidation.

“I know, alpha.” You smiled grasping onto his massive biceps with a giddy smile.

Tech snorted from the other side of the room. He really doubted that you could override your omega instincts and behave. When you looked up at them, you gasped. Tech turned to face Crosshair obviously discussing your punishment sending a shiver down your spine.

You felt Wrecker chuckling above you before he grabbed your left wrist. He brought it up between the two of you, “I’m going to mark you here ‘mega. Is that alright?” He thumbed your glad making you shiver with lust and effectively distracted you from his conniving brothers.

You nodded, “Should I bite your left, or your right, alpha?” You asked watching his thumb slide against your skin, “Should we match?”

“Yeah baby, Let’s match.” He smiled down at you.

You shimmied under him trying to make his hips flushed with yours. His heavy cock swung back and forth between you before he settled it against your belly, hot and thick. You gasped seeing how far it would be inside you from this position, reaching your bellybutton, butterflies fluttered through your entire body realizing how much you’d have to stretch to take him.

“Are you stretched enough, pip?” He asked rutting his thick cock through your slippery folds teasing you with little bits of stimulation.

“Yes, alpha.” You answered sweetly.

“Are you sure?” He looked down for a moment, “I don’t wanna hurt you.”

You spread your legs as far as possible and brought your knees up and grabbed the back of your knees, “I promise, alpha.”

“Atta girl.” He angles himself to push his fat tip to your dripping hole. He rubbed it back and forth gathering the remaining cum Hunter had pumped you full of before pushing forwards and filling you with his hot and thick cock.

Hunter’s cum squelched out the sides as Wrecker filled you to the absolute brim.

You cried out making the others turn to watch as Wrecker made a couple small experimental thrusts.

You held onto him for dear life abandoning the grip on your knees to dig your nails into his arms as he stretched you to your limits. Fuck it has been a while since you’ve done this with him.

He felt like a knot just like this, it made you shudder like a leaf beneath him.

He reached down running his thumb between your legs to rub your clit slowly making your cries turn into sweet mewls as pleasure surged through you both.

Both Hunter and Crosshair groaned feeling the bond and they watched you closely as Wrecker very carefully, fucked you to another orgasm.

“Make him cum, Omega.” Crosshair tutted from the corner.

You whined looking up at your two alphas for approval. The twins both cross-armed, mirroring one another, as they discussed you with straight faces.

You looked back to Wrecker who smiled down at you. His weight on top of you felt delicious. You ran your hands over your belly feeling him rocking inside of you before you trailed them up his sides and back. You traced over some of his old battle scars before reaching his neck. You tickled your nails over his mating gland making him twitch inside you with a shudder.

“Fuck, pretty girl.” He murmured into your collarbones.

You bit your lip before wrapping your hands around his head giving him the hint you wanted him to kiss you.

He did.

When he pressed his lips to yours, you deepened it, sliding his tongue against your own in a wet messy kiss.

He huffed into your mouth and whimpered feeling his orgasm approach. You felt the changes and clenched down as best as you could fighting off your own climax to obey Tech and Crosshair to the best of your ability.

When Wrecker was finally feeling himself fall over the edge, he grabbed your left wrist and brought it to his mouth where you felt his incisions pinch the skin. You did the same grabbing his arm and brought it to your mouth before he growled and stilled inside you before sinking down into your flesh.

You howled throwing your head back and arched aggressively into Wrecker’s chest when you came violently from the mating bite. His thickness making you squirt all over the place and his cock. He moaned in satisfaction loving that he always got that reaction from you.

It was his favorite.

When you both finally came down, he flopped to the side, sliding out of you with a squelch before he could crush you. You laid there closing your eyes feeling absolutely boneless as the world began to slip away into a hazey cozy mist.

You barely registered Hunter’s arms under you sliding you over the mattress and Tech checking your vitals with your kit scanner. You just felt fuzzy and warm inside, hearing Tech mumble something about the mating venom again.

You hummed and curled into Hunter’s chest rubbing your face into his scent searching for the comfort of your alpha.

You felt something being pressed to your lips and you fluttered your eyes open to see Crosshair holding your tooka mug to your mouth urging you to drink with his slightly anxious expression.

When you finally responded to them, you were showered with a series of praises and good girl’s. Then you faded back into the bliss.

“She needs rest.” Hunter rumbled rubbing your skin and covering the both of you in a blanket.

“Is she okay?” Wrecker’s concern was evident. He was trying his best to fight against his own drowsiness.

“She’s okay.” Crosshair explained, “Just probably a lot of toxins in her blood. She’ll need a bit to go back to normal. I can feel her through the bond.”

“Wrecker may have had a larger dose given his size and their size difference.” Tech reasoned, “She’s very docile.” He was right, you were floppy. Similar to when Crosshair gave you too much pain numbing on Mimban. Hunter could feel how relaxed your muscles were under his own.

“She looks how she did during her heat.” Hunter soothed you with gentle touches, watching you purr and gently respond to his fingers on your skin. You would preen quietly before trying to mouth at his skin.

“Let’s give her a few minutes and flush her system.” Tech decided letting Hunter cradle you, “I don’t want to overwhelm her.”

You felt so safe and snuggled up against Hunter’s warm chest. He breathed smoothly as he and the others had drifted off to sleep for a quick cat nap.

You had awakened a little later still feeling blissed out from the two mating bites.

As you felt yourself starting to return to normal, you couldn’t help but trace the dark lines on Hunter’s pectorals. Alpha was so strong. You admired the hardness of his battle conditioned body and the spicy scent radiating from his skin. He reminded you of the sun.

You couldn’t help yourself, you leaned forwards licking a stripe up his collarbone to his neck. Your alpha stirred in his sleep snuggling you closer with his warm arms. You purred and repeated the action licking over his pec, trying to get his scent further in your nose.

“Mmm mesh’la.” His voice was even more gruff as you woke him.

He kept his eyes closed, sighing as you continued to press heated kisses to his skin.

You heard Crosshair and Wrecker stir on the mattresses beside you, no doubt sensing you both through the bonds.

When you poked your head up from the blanket cocoon Hunter had you wrapped in, you noticed Tech reclined leisurely, sitting with his data pad, reading something casually with his sweats hanging dangerously low on his hips. You felt your blood start to heat and your core begin to stir the longer you looked at your tall alpha. His sharp hip bones and v-lines accentuated by the light of his screen made you lick your lips.

His skin was taut around his lean muscles just like Crosshair and it was making you swoon. The star map charts tattooed all over his right shoulder and ribs was beginning to make you pant. Gods he was beautiful. All your alphas are, but Tech is unique in his sharpened beauty.

Hunter shuffled under you, running his nose through your hair before sitting up slightly to lean against a pile of your neatly folded nesting blankets propping you both up.

“What’s got you all flustered, sweetheart?” He whispered in your ear.

He looked in the direction he had caught you staring and smirked, “Oh, is it Tech?”

Tech stopped typing on his data pad for just a moment seeming to be responding to his name, but he didn’t look over. He then continued on like nothing was amiss.

You nodded before rubbing your nose affectionately against Hunter’s cheek.

The sergeant situated you so your back was pressed to his front. He kept the blanket around you two and you let your head lull into the base of his neck.

Tech then stretched a bit, flexing his abs while he reached above him. Then he tilted his neck from side to side cracking his bones. You began to pant seeing his glands just right there in front of you just begging for you to lick and touch. You swallowed thickly.

Hunter chuckled quietly, “Poor little omega, three alphas not enough for you Ori’Sol?”

You sucked in a breath as his hand slid over your ribs and down your belly, parting your leg and swinging it over his own knee keeping you spread open for him.

“I wonder how he’s going to take you, little one.” Hunter whispered in your ear trailing his finger tips teasingly back down your leg to your core. He briefly dipped into your hole making you squirm as his fingers then found your clit and he began rubbing slow steady circles, “Think, he’ll take you on your back? Just like Wrek? Or make you present for him again. Keep it traditional?”

You moaned quietly getting flustered at Hunter’s words. You tucked your head further into him feeling your cheeks turn a ruby hue.

“Yeah, you liked that huh?” Hunter nibbled your ear making your skin break out in goosebumps, “You like when we’re dominant with you? Put you in your place mesh’la?”

You nodded feeling his fingers apply a little more pressure making you bite your lip to not make a sound.

You started to squirm, clenching around nothing, making Hunter inhale, “I can smell your close little one.” He smirked and licked at his mating mark on your neck making you jolt, “Wanna get you nice and ready to take Tech, you’re going to need it sweet thing.” You shuddered feeling the pleasure begin to precipice.

“Fuck, I heard what he and Cross have in store for you baby, I can’t wait to see you.”

You whined baring down on his hand canting your hips.

“Hmm. Little thing can’t seem to get enough, huh?” Crosshair’s raspy sleep ridden voice made you clench and arch against Hunter’s chest.

“What a greedy girl.” He chided slipping around to your front where he peeled your blanket off exposing you to his greedy eyes.

He hummed in approval before reaching forwards to trace the opening of your dripping cunt. He surged forwards pushing two fingers inside you while Hunter still rubbed your clit steadily. You yelped as Crosshair set similar pace bringing you to completion.

You strained against Hunter’s thighs, but he out muscled you, keeping you pried open as the touches were becoming more and more overstimulating by the second.

“Look here, pretty girl.” Wrecker’s voice and touch surprised you, as he dragged your chin over to face him. He leaned forwards bringing you into a searing kiss that threw you over the cliff into a numbing orgasm.

Your voice cracked as you moaned out and shuddered in Hunter’s lap.

“Good girl.” Hunter praised, “Such a good girl for us.”

He kept his slow touches as the other two withdraw making you twitch and spasm in his lap as you heard Tech finally rise and set down his data pad.

You struggled to keep your eyes open despite the overstimulating touches that Hunter continued to make not wanting to miss a second of Tech’s mating. You watched as Tech nodded to Crosshair who disappeared from the room while Tech made his way over to you.

He bent one knee to get on your level before he grasped your chin in his fingers, “Are you going to be a good girl, Y/N?”

You swore your heart skipped a beat. You nodded.

“Use your words.” Tech replied.

You swallowed thickly trying to find your voice, “Yes, alpha.”

“Good.” Tech released you and moved to shed his sweats from his body. He was bare underneath sending a fresh wave of slick to your core. Hunter relished in the squelching wetness as he began to finger you now just like Crosshair had.

“Is she ready?” Tech asked Hunter who just smirked and responded with a yup.

Tech settled on the mattress leaning back on his hands. He gestured for you to come, which you obeyed immediately. Hunter released you and you crawled on your hands and knees over to your waiting alpha.

“I want you to ride me, omega.” He said and you licked your lips looking at his hard and dripping cock. You so badly wanted him in your mouth, to taste his precum, but you knew better than to push him anymore.

You looked at him pleadingly, “Yes, sir.”

You heard Hunter and Wrecker move across the room where they reclined against the spare blankets and pillows watching as Tech maneuvered you over him. You reached down grasping his firm length and brought it to your core where you wiggled down until he was breaching your entrance. You bit back a groan as he took hold of your hips and guided you down onto him fully.

You mewled at the stretch finding him just as long as Crosshair as he nudged your cervix.

“Go on, ad’ika.” He urged and you happily started your bouncing. Placing your hands on his tanned pecs, you felt his taut skin under your own, making you impossibly hotter. He ran a hand up to your neck where he grasped you and dragged you down closer to press a kiss to your lips.

You hungrily returned the gesture letting him slip his tongue inside your mouth and explore.

The door to the room whooshed open and Crosshair returned making you giddy that he was going to be watching you ride Tech too. You adored the way his sharp eyes took in every detail about you, it was exhilarating.

He seemed to sense this through the bond and smiled at you mischievously. You turned to look at him with a raised brow before Tech snatched your attention back by your chin.

“Focus, omega.”

You doubled down not watching to displease him and continued to bounce up and down. He slid a hand up between your breasts before settling on the right one and squeezing. He teased your nipple with his thumb making you stutter in your actions just slightly before resuming your pace.

His hand then continued back up to your neck where he grasped you firmly, “Come here.” He guided you down to press your chest against his, as his other hand wrapped around your back stilling your movements firmly.

Tech then began to thrust upwards making you moan into his skin and claw at his chest as he drove impossibly deep inside you from below.

“You may begin, Cross.” Tech said making you want to whip your head around to look, but he kept you pinned. Tech slowed his movements down to a very, very shallow thrust that had you itching for more and anxious to see what Crosshair was up to behind your field of vision.

Then from somewhere behind you, you heard a click and a gooey squirt noise before you felt the mattress dip behind you.

Then a cold finger pressed up against your ass making you squirm away against Tech.

“Relax, omega.” Crosshair cooed squirting more gel onto your ass making you cry out.

Oh fuck.

You couldn’t believe this.

Was this…

Kark.

Crosshair was going to fuck your ass…

Kriff.

You stilled nearly entirely as he began to massage the tight ring of muscle protesting against the new intrusion.

“I can feel you clenching, relax little one.” Crosshair gently corrected.

“Tech?” Your voice raised in worry.

He just looked up at you, “Do what Crosshair says, and you’ll be alright sweet thing. He’ll make sure you feel really, really good.” Clearly you weren’t getting out of this one.

You looked to Hunter and Wrecker for assurance. Hunter gave you a reassuring nod and Wrecker looked mesmerized at the site in front of him like it was nasty holoporn. But this was real, Crosshair and Tech were going to fucking you at the same time, and in the ass.

Fuck. This was the punishment for trying to mess with Hunter. You flustered at how excited Hunter had sounded earlier. He was waiting to watch this, and you could feel it through the bond. He too was glued to the sight in front of him.

You took a deep anxious breath before willing yourself to relax. Tech’s continuous thrusts helped a bit as Crosshair breached your hole gently with his trigger finger just gently testing you.

You bit down on your own hand feeling the foreign stretch. It was like nothing you had ever felt before. It was a mix of pain and pleasure that had you vibrating in Tech’s hold as he kept up his rocking pace.

You were recalling Crosshair’s promise to you back on that base in Naboo. Clearly he hadn’t forgotten, and neither had you. Crosshair wanted to claim something else of yours tonight too, and now you knew what that would be…

“Good girl, keep breathing.” The sniper praised using his other hand to massage the flesh of your ass, spreading you even wider.

“I can feel you inside her.” Tech narrated and thrusted a little harder. His words had you moaning and producing slick like you were in heat at the thought of Tech’s cock feeing Crosshair massaging your insides.

Crosshair added a second finger making you arch your back and groan. The feeling was so strange, but you didn’t want him to stop no matter now intense.

He began to scissor his fingers stretching you even further before adding a third making you cry out again.

Fuck it felt big, even though it wasn’t even his cock yet. You swore under your breath knowing that was going to be even bigger.

Something was communicated between the twins because Tech then moved to gather both of your wrists together in his hand as Crosshair shuffled behind you. Another sound of the lube squirting from the bottle had you trembling as Crosshair applied a heaping amount to himself before squirting more onto your puffed up hole. You whimpered again feeling the cold before it was replaced with the searing heat of his cock tip.

His tip rubbed up against the relaxed entrance making you suck in a deep breath. The anticipation was absolutely killing you.

“Take him, pip.” Tech ordered looking down at you as he pinned you to him.

Crosshair surged forwards sliding inside and breaching your entrance, effectively taking your anal virginity.

You cried out and hissed as he pushed forwards wanting to metaphorically rip the bandage off and get the worst of it over with.

Fuck he’s big.

And fuck it was a damn stretch.

Your voice cracked again as he sunk in even deeper making Tech have to wrangle you a bit to keep you flat and relaxed and your ass on display for his twin.

“Fuck you’re tight mesh’la.” Crosshair groaned placing both hands on your hips to grip you.

You felt Tech’s free hand slither between your legs to rub at your clit sending delicious pleasure through your body as Crosshair finally sunk in to the hilt.

All three of you took a deep breath at the sensation of finally all being together. You could only imagine what your mated alphas were feeling through the bond as you adjusted to the new sensation of double penetration.

“She’s even tighter like this.” Tech kept rubbing you until your hips began to grind against both of them.

“So beautiful Y/N,” Crosshair’s hand ran against your spine making you preen into their touch, “I told you this would be mine.” He leaned forwards tapping your ass cheek, and teasing his mark on your neck with his teeth making you shudder.

Tech and Crosshair gave you a moment to get used to them both being inside you at the same time, before they both began to test out their experimental thrusts.

You moaned feeling the two of them moving at their own pace inside you. It was a sensation you couldn’t even have imagined without experiencing it first hand. You felt unbelievably full. A fullness you couldn’t describe. It was glorious and actual omega’s wet dream.

You mewled as Tech resumed his more aggressive pace while Crosshair slowly began to match up with his twin’s. Where ever they might be, the battle field for the bedroom, they always managed to fall in line and work together as a team.

Once he was certain you were alright, Crosshair kept pace with Tech making you nearly scream with pleasure as they fucked you full.

“Oh fuck!” You moaned out into the room struggling against Tech’s grip as pleasure over took your senses.

Having two cocks inside you felt like heaven. You couldn’t imagine ever not feeling this full again. Something triggered the most deepest parts of your omega brain at the sensation and you felt yourself absolutely submit to them, letting them have their way with you.

You felt boneless in their grasp. You didn’t even move when Tech released you to grab at your waist to thrust harder into you.

“Such a good girl,” He moaned into your ear and you purred in response letting him fuck up into you, “letting Cross have your ass like a perfect obedient little omega.”

Crosshair slid his hand up your spice again before dragging his fingers into your scalp. You felt his grip the base of your strands before pulling you up to be flush against his chest. You cried out at the change of angles feeling them even more viscerally inside you. You pawed at the air before gripping onto Crosshair’s arms as he held you up to fuck you harder.

“Hmm,” Hunter smirked from the side where he watched, “I think she like’s being fucked in the ass. Isn’t that right sweetheart?”

You moaned but Crosshair wasn’t having it. He used his grip on your head to face you towards his brother, “Use your words to address your Sergeant.”

You whimpered and struggled to not babble, “Y-Yes, sir.”

“Yes, sir what?” Crosshair snarled.

“Yes, sir. I love being fucked in the ass.” You cried out squeezing at Crosshair’s forearms. Tech chuckled darkly from below you.

Crosshair huffed, “Say you're sorry for taking advantage of Hunter’s kind consideration.”

“I-I’m s-sorry Sergeant for taking advantage o-of your kind c-consideration.” You babbled trying to look at Hunter but it was impossible. You felt your resolve dissolving by the second.

“Are you still going to be a brat?” Crosshair punctuated his words with particularly hard thrusts that had you clenching down on both of them. Tech’s fingers on your clit still hadn’t let up making you absolutely dumb with pleasure.

“No, Sir. I won’t be a brat!” You whimpered leaning into Crosshair’s hold as your head started feeling too heavy to hold up yourself.

Tech snorted, “I’ll believe that when I see it.”

Crosshair smirked before releasing your head to flop back down against Tech’s chest.

You sighed absolutely turning to mush as they continued to pummel you. You heard yourself babbling against tech muttering filth and nonsense as you drooled on Tech’s skin.

“I think we fucked her stupid,” Crosshair bent down to look at your face, “is our omega a little cock dumb whore?”

He heard you whimper and mutter something that sounded like an agreement making him smirk with satisfaction, “Fuck.” He choked out feeling himself near his end.

“Gonna fill this ass with my cum sweetheart.” Crosshair leaned down biting into your neck again agitating his mark making you clench down on Tech making him groan and fidget.

Crosshair made a deep grunt sound before his hips stuttered and you felt a rush of heat filling your insides. He came, pumping his seed deep inside you feeling the way Tech was still moving inside you. He had to pull out suddenly from overstimulation and stumbled backwards to catch his breath.

“Fuck.” He sighed in contentment. You could feel like pleasure and satisfaction through the bond making you purr. You preened at the thought of pleasing your alpha in this way.

Tech then grunted again and you cracked open your eyes to see the sweat gathering on his skin giving him an etherial glow as he fucked you. You laid your head back down on his chest letting him have his way with you, before he suddenly flipped you both over wanting a different angle.

You yipped, being pressed into the mattress once again, on your back for you alpha.

His pace picked up again as he found himself renewed with energy. He grabbed your knees as pushed them upwards to you shoulders where he put you in a mating press. You cried out feeling him impossibly deep inside you and you struggled against him feeling overwhelmed with his menstruations.

You were beginning to feel yourself peak and you started to get squirmy again making Tech look down at you, “Are you going to cum?”

You screamed and nodded vigorously forcing yourself to speak clearly, “Y-Yes! T-Tech!”

He then made for your unmarked wrist, grabbing it firmly before turning it to bring to his mouth. He pressed his wrist up to yours as he felt you cresting around him. He pressed his wrist to your mouth letting you lick at his scent gland.

“Tech!” You screamed as you came, then you screamed again as he finally bit you. You had to force yourself to breathe or else you would have passed out.

The fourth and final pice of your soul was finally set into place. Tech’s aura surrounded you in a warm blanket along with the others who were just out of reach, but near by.

Everything finally felt balanced and right.

You were snapped out of your omega subspace when you heard Tech calling your name softly.

You blinked a few times hearing the ringing in your ears dissipate before you regained your awareness.

All four of your alphas were looking down at you with varying looks of unease.

“Come here sweetheart.” Tech cooed, “Come back.”

You blinked before you felt a strange itch in your chest.

“Shhh. Shhh it’s alright, here you go.” You smelled Tech’s skin under your nose where he had used his other hand to guide you to his scent gland. He cradled your head as you weakly found his arm and brought it even closer to your face before you smushed it to your lips and chomped down on him.

You tasted his iron blood making you turn to lick the little wound.

You didn’t even notice when Tech yelped and Crosshair had to pry you away from his arm.

“Fuck, she was in deep.” Hunter said petting you.

You smiled before they let you flop back down on the mattress totally debauched.

The longer you lay there, you were starting to feel the soreness in your body and the wear in your holes. Especially your ass. You didn’t dare move knowing you wouldn’t be able to sit right for days.

When Wrecker brought you your tooka mug, you greedily sucked down the water finishing off the cup.

Thats when you realized you were still connected to Tech. The pilot gently moved the two of you ignoring you groans of protest to keep you on top of him. He yanked a blanket up and over the both of you keeping himself plugged inside you and his cum snuggly within your warm walls.

The post mating haze settled in once again, but this time there was no reason to move.

You sighed feeling at peace and whole… and full… very very full…

Hunter must have switched off the lights at some point, as the four of you drifted off into some much needed sleep for the remainder of the ride through hyperspace.

There was an exciting future on the horizon on Zyphora. Any trepidation you might have had was now resolved. It didn’t matter where you are in the galaxy, as long as you had your mates you knew everything would be okay.

Sleep quickly over took you and your exhausted body. You snuggled into Tech’s warmth like a sunning lizard as he wrapped a protective arm around you.

“I love you pretty girl.” He whispered before drifting off into some much needed peaceful sleep.

Your heart fluttered, “I love you too, Tech.”

You couldn’t wait for what tomorrow would bring.

Pip has had some good times on the Marauder...

Hope you guys enjoyed their little reunion and little... union... hehe

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hausofmamadas · 4 months ago

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JOHNNY DAVIS | Cheers to a (real) wild one

The Bikeriders (2023)

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At the request of my beloved df (dear friend) @narcolini, who wrote this fucking FIIIIREEEEEEEE disgusting, amazing, beautiful, ridiculous, obscenely and downright upsettingly well-written Johnny Davis x Reader fic -> called white room, and also brought my attention to the s e v e r e lack of Johnny gifs out on the interwebs, I am hereby dumping some of my fav Johnny moments from The Bikeriders aka just S.E. Hinton’s The Outsiders for grownups nvm that they’re contemporary stories shshhhhh shhh it still works. So that we may all join hands together in a kumbayah-my-lordt prayer circle to levitate to the ceiling chanting spells appreciate and enjoy and gaze creepily lovingly at his beautiful, grizzled bisexually lovestruck sweet bb angel face that launched a thousand choppers eat your heart out Helen you got nothin on our golden boy and so that my df (dear friend) might regale us with additional installments of possibly the most in-character fanfic I’ve read in my life bc this man is in their bones, yall, dejame do TELLLL you like seriously go check it out, pls and thnku.

And so, without further ado I present to you the tumblr equivalent of my 7th grade diorama honoring golden boy, Johnny Davis:

Yeah, so this👇here is just him being fucking perfect and adorable, laughing at his malewife Benny’s red-light/stop-sign-running shenanigans, pretending like he’s not half as in love with him as he clearly is, him being so perfect it stuck in my memory, like gum to a subway seat and I knew, before I even got the request, before I even started screenrecording, that I was forsure, 1000000% gonna gif these

This👇here is him being fucking perfect, gazing sexily from across the bar, pretending he ain’t the big man in charge, going over to assure a reasonably sketched out Kathy of her unequivocal safety in his bar, all rolling up his sleeves, casually slow-walking over, like he doesn’t own the damn place even tho he abs does, like idc if it’s not canon (tbh bc I only saw the movie twice) but no one will convince that man’s name is not on the deed to that bar bc that’s the kinda guy Johnny is

Oh this👇one right here is just him being a perfect fucking commiserate professional club leader, offering to fight some dude who was challenging Her Majesty’s crown bc Her Majesty won’t let said dude start a Milwaukee chapter get real Milwaukee, you don’t even go here even tho after the fight, Her Majesty Johnny’s just gonna fuckin let the dude start it anyway, he wants to test a homie’s dedication, bc that’s the kinda guy Johnny is

These ones👇here are just him being fucking dreamy and perfect, all enjoying a Sunday afternoon ride into the sunset with his malewife Benny the fam, hair blowing in the breeze, ain’t got a care in the world bc that’s the kinda guy Johnny is

This here👇is him being fucking perfect, doing his best Brando-mugging at the camera, cigarette expertly hanging out his mouth by a thread, eyebrows up nearly to his hairline, all squinting like he about to fail a vision test at the DMV n giving them no choice but to take his driver’s license away, except jokes on them bc nothing and I mean n o t h i n g can keep him away from these mean streets or from his girlfriend that’s he knows is way too cool for him, Benny bc that’s the kinda guy Johnny is

This here👇is him being fucking perfect and positively heartbroken getting the news that his malewife has been attacked by some clowns in a bar from my malewife, a one Ponyboy-coded, Mr. Cal from California aka Boyd Holbrook in greaser drag and I normally am so not for blondies but by god am I here for that and plotting his inevitable revenge on those no-good mfs who did his girl so dirty, nearly taking away her ability to ride bc that’s the kinda guy Johnny is

This here👇is him being fucking perfect exacting said vengeance on behalf of his malewife, Benny aka The Girl Everyone Wants To Take To The Prom by finding the dudes who beat him up and then setting the bar on fire for good measure bc gottdammmititfkdjd nobody messes with MAH WOMAN bc that’s the kinda guy Johnny is. It’s also him hilarious with the comedic timing like look at how funny his face is just telling Brucie to burn it down SKSKSK

And this here👇is him being fucking perfect, watching the world burn enjoying the fruits of his labor, a Labor Of Love in fact, bc that’s the kinda fuckin guy Johnny is

And what’s more gold than that, right guys?? Never change. Stay gold, Johnny. Stay gold.

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soubi122 · 2 years ago

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I recently read your ran X reader angst fanfic and I was mesmerized by the way you had heartbreak smut and emotion on such a fine line. (⁠ ⁠･ั⁠﹏⁠･ั⁠)

I have been thinking about a teen Ran (w braids) X reader angst based on Constant Repeat by Charlie XCX. Along the lines of him being with the reader but not appreciating her fully.

So maybe one time after them getting it on in his room Y/N is met w Rin, Sanzu (or whoever you want that Ran gets on with) chilling in the living room and Ran gets too cocky/describing Y/N as no more as a side chick to him and she breaks it off with him as she is really hurt by him denying their blooming relationship. Ran after deflecting his emotions realizes that he is in love with the reader and tries to prove it to her but is he too late ?

Sorry if this is very long >< if you don't feel up to it no worries, take care of yourself and thank you for your writing! :D

Hello Love! I'm so sorry it look me long time to get this together. Hope you like it!

Warnings: No minors, minors DNI, smut, angst, Ran's had such an ego, did i miss anything?

A little too late.

Love wasn’t something that lingered too long on your mind but when you met him - it was a thing that was on constant repeat.

You met Ran Haitani when he was out with his younger brother Rindou, both were just strutting around the streets of Roppongi as if they owned the place (if you only knew then what you knew now). What started as an innocent rivalry between two strangers at a festival - ended up with you dating the charismatic eldest Haitani. The festival you were attending was filled with all sorts of booths and games. A shooting gallery had a giant orange and white eel stuffed animal up for grabs, it made you want to win it and you were not going to let anyone stop you from taking it. You exclaimed loudly to your friends that you were aiming for that eel, unbeknown to you - you were on someone’s radar.

“(Y/N)! That thing is so ugly, you really want that?” Your friend exhales and droops her head, she knew you were going to win it. It was already embarrassing enough to say you wanted it, but to actually win it and carry it around with you - ugh she was not ready for that. “Alright little lady, if you can take out all 10 targets - you can choose any of the big stuffies.” The booth attendant said and handed you a BB rifle gun. You were testing your aiming and warming up. The first three shots missed and you realized that the barrel had a slight curve that was purposefully made to throw off your aiming. A snicker from next to you made you turn your head to see who was taunting you. Next to you was a tall male with black and blonde braided pigtails. He was handsome and made butterflies in your stomach. “Here you ya go, 10 shots and you get to pick any one of the big stuffies.” The attendant said and handed him a rifle. “Aniki (兄貴), you’re not seriously getting that ridiculous thing are you?” A second male said as he crossed his arms, he was shorter than the man next to you - he had mid length blonde hair and had both sides of his head shaved. Their eyes looked similar, could they be related?

Wait! What is he aiming for? You thought and turned to look at the man next to you. He was smirking at you and raised his eyebrows up to the stuffed eel. When you connected the two, your facial reaction was enough to make him laugh. You pouted and furrowed your eyebrows, it was game on. You hit 5 of 10, no prize for you. Hearing the BB gun go off next to you made you turn around, he wasn’t even leaning in like everyone else, his arm was extended with the rifle pointing at the targets. He had already knocked out 6 targets. You groaned and he gave you the coyest side eye. “Let’s go (Y/N). You lost…” Your friend said and was about to grab your wrist but you slammed some more money on the counter. “I’m not leaving without that eel.” You said and locked eyes with the tall man. “Oh no…” Your friend said and covered her face, she knew you were picking a fight with the man next to you.

Getting in position, you bent over and leaned into the rifle - the curve of your ass made the male take a glance and he accidently fired off a round, missing the target completely. “Ran, you missed, you won’t get that stupid thing now.” The other male said and also took a peek at your position. So that was his name, Ran. Hmm…seems fitting for a pretty boy. Resetting the targets, the attendant took more cash from Ran, he was going to try again. Only this time, he got closer to you and your nose could pick up the scent of his cologne. After each shot, he inched closer and closer. 7 out 10, you were so close to getting that eel! Aiming for that 8th target, you were about to fire but Ran decided to ‘accidentally’ brush up against you, causing you to squeak and miss the target. “Oh come on!” You yelled and turned to look at him. “All is fair in love and war…” He said, his tone was deep and made goosebumps on your skin. He sounded much more attractive…wait what? What the hell did he just say? You ask yourself when you realized what he said. What the hell does this have to do with what he just said? Leave it to a Haitani to say something completely random, in their head it makes perfect sense.

When he adjusted his aim, you stretched your arms up and out, ‘accidently’ tugging his braid. It made his arm twitch and he missed his shot. He turned to look at you, “Now that’s playing dirty.” The smug grin you had on your face made him realize that you weren’t going to be a pushover. “I thought all was fair in love and war or whatever it is that you said?” You retorted and put your hands on your hips. “Fine…if I win - I’m taking that eel and you.” It was like a record scratch in a sitcom, what did he just say? “Me? Why me?” You question him as your face becomes dusted in pink. “Does it matter?” He retorted and it made you furrow your eyebrows. That was rather rude, besides - you don’t even know each other. Sensing your resistance, Ran leaned in to whisper in your ear. “I wanna get to know ya…that and I like how feisty you are.” Your features softened and your eyes reflected innocence, something that he was not expecting. You thought he was going to say something about your body but he seemed genuinely interested in you, oh how he wooed you. Needless to say that you both were trying your hardest to win.

The shooting gallery game ended up with you as the victor when the attendant announced a tie breaker. Both you and Ran had hit all 10 targets and the tiebreaker was who could hit the single target in the far back of the booth. You hit the target but fearing Ran will also hit the target you stood on your tippy toes to whisper in his ear that you wanted the eel as a body pillow - that you could only sleep with something between your legs at night. It caused him to miss, he almost ended up shooting the attendant. You cheered and jumped up and down as you were announced the victor. The way your chest bounced had both brothers and other males staring at you in awe. You looked like a child on Christmas when the attendant handed you the eel. The sweet smile on your face gave them butterflies. “So, how about I take you out to dinner? Can’t go home empty handed, right?” You say while smiling at Ran. He could have sworn he saw a halo above your head with all the lights in the background.

Months were spent going on dates, doing things that seemed mundane any other time but seemed like a blessing with him and slowly tearing down walls that were almost impossible to climb. Though you weren't sure if Ran was serious, you held back sleeping with him until you thought you were ready. You were falling deeper and deeper into an abyss. Make out sessions ended with you fighting with yourself - Ran was getting close to having you surrender to him. His touch was like fire, he kept setting you off like napalm. There was a time when you were close to letting him strip you but a call interrupted the moment and he had to take his leave. Other times you were giving him quickies with your hands, the way he praised you as you stroked him almost made you take a taste. Dry humping and each other's hands weren't enough anymore, you wanted to feel him but when was the right moment to give in?

The little things that he would do for you, they were things that a boyfriend would do and you asked him out of the blue - his answer was enough to let your guard down. “You’re my girl, what else would you be?” He would say and lean in to kiss you and tell you sweet nothings. Telling you how you made him feel things that he’s never felt before, things that a special someone would make him feel - you were his and he was yours. Ran was in constant repeat on your mind - your feelings were blooming and it was driving you insane. How much longer could you last without telling him that you were falling in love with him? But was love something he believed in?

“Come here gorgeous…” Ran says as he extends his hand out to you, inviting you into his room. Rindou was at the gym with a friend and you both had the house all to yourselves. “I don't know Ran, Rindou might come back any minute…” You hesitated but still reached out to him. The smirk on his face as he pulled you in made you giggle - he always gave you that look before making you melt.

The moment the door closed, he lifted you and you wrapped your legs around his waist. I think…this is it. You think to yourself and lean in to press delicate kisses on his lips. “Ran…” You whisper into the kiss and he hums in response. “I’m ready…” You say with a blushing face. His coy smirk made your heart skip a beat. He has patience and his patience is about to pay off. Slowly and gently, he lays you down on his bed and begins to trail kisses from your lips to your neck. His hands were roaming your body and tugging at the hem of shirt. Within minutes your clothes were scattered along his bedroom floor, seeing Ran’s body on full display made pools of honey between your legs. Those gorgeous tattoos that adorned the left side of his chest and back - they trailed from his collarbone down to his wrist and down his leg.

Both of you being bare was throwing your focus off. Ran’s eyes were scanning every inch of your body, savoring how your chest rose up and down, the quivering of your thighs and the glossy look in your eyes. Though he’s touched you before and you’ve explored each other's body - this was the first time going all the way with you. Finally, he was going to have a taste of heaven.

Ran began to lower himself, trailing your body with gentle kisses, hungry hands roamed the valley of your chest. He could feel how your heart was pounding against your chest and the shakiness of your breath. Placing his mouth over your nipple, he began to flick his tongue over the hardened bud - the warm and cool sensations drew breathy moans from your lips. The moment he latched on, his right hand massaged the other mound - rolling and pinching the nub. He was being gentle, not wanting to look as if he was starved from human touch, he was taking his time to make your body feel things you’ve never felt before. “...so perfect.” He whispered against your skin and left light purple marks on the sensitive flesh. “Ran…” You whimpered into his touch, the throbbing of your core was becoming unbearable. Lithe hands reach for him and guide his hands south between your thighs.

Long slender fingers glide between your folds, collecting the slick - making you bite your lip in anticipation. Ran slid two fingers in and smirked at how your walls contracted, he wondered if he’d even be able to fit himself inside you. “You’re so wet dollface…” His eyes look up at you, drinking in the blissed out expression and hazy scene had him also aching for attention. The way he curled his fingers as he slid in and out made you roll your hips into his touch. Your mind was muddled with desire that you couldn’t even think straight. Everywhere he touched it added more fuel to the fire. He was reaching deeper than your dainty hands could, how many times have you felt unsatisfied by being unable to reach that golden spot that made you see stars? He was determined to tease you, almost edging you for minutes on end. Every thrust of his fingers had your chest pounding and it could be heard from Ran’s position, you were so close - just a little more and you’d be seeing the white pearly gates. He slowed his pace and heard you whimper, “Getting close are we?” Your walls clenched around his finger in response to his question.

He dipped down and nuzzled his face between your thighs making you squeak. Nibbling on your inner thighs he inched closer and closer to your dripping core. The warmth of his tongue licking your clit made your body twitch. It felt like you were gasping for air when he began to suck on your bundle of nerves. It was a deadly combination that had your hands gripping the back of his head and shifting your hips to get more friction. The fire in your belly was spreading and fast. Ran's left hand reached up to graze your lips, gently sticking two fingers in your mouth. The reaction was immediate, your tongue wrapped itself around the digits - sucking and moaning as he reached deep inside you. “I need you (Y/N)...” The longing and sweetness in Ran's voice made something snap inside you, you didn’t know what to hold on to. Heavily panting and gripping the bed sheets, your body was burning and the unmistakable sensation running down your spine - your essence coated his tongue and fingers. Repeating his name over and over again as your high reached its peak - he couldn’t help but rut his hips into the mattress.

Lapping every drop, he felt as if he was intoxicated - you were already alluring but your core was bewitching him. He was almost sure that if you were to ask him to kill for you, he'd do it in a heartbeat if it meant he could dive back into your honeypot. Ran barely gave you a moment to catch your breath, he hovered over you and crashed his lips onto yours. He wanted you to taste yourself, for you to feel what he felt - he wanted more. Your tongues danced, with Ran taking the lead he guided your arms and made you wrap them around his neck. It was in preparation for his next move. Being perfectly positioned between your thighs, he prodded his tip in your core and made you gasp - he did not break the kiss. Your body was writhing underneath him as his cock bullied its way in. The deeper he went the more you were struggling to breathe.

Finally, when he bottomed out he let you suck air back into your lungs. Both of you were panting, sweating and on the verge of drowning in pleasure. “I-fuck-it hurts.” You say with a hint of pain on your tongue. Ran was struggling to move, as much as he wanted to reel his hips back and fuck you - he didn't want to hurt you. “Is this your first time?” He asks while placing gentle kisses on your lips and cheek to try and sooth you. You shake your head no, it's not your first time but he made it feel like it was. “Breathe baby… focus on my voice.” His low and husky tone was calming your nerves as he did slow and shallow thrusts. To feel this full was a first - not even your personal toys could compare to him. You could feel every throb, every vein and your walls clenched around him. Ran was splitting you in half.

The pressure between your thighs was immense but his gentle peace was slowly bringing back the pleasure. “Ngh…I'm-oh God!” You couldn't even finish your sentence, his tip was kissing your cervix and making you dizzy. The sparks were beginning to fly. Each time he would pull out, he would reel his hips farther back and thrust back in quicker. He was making your eyes roll back into your skull. Stuttering and panting you spoke, “R-Ran, please…m-more! I want more!” Your request made him smirk and sit up on his knees. The magic words he wanted to hear rang in his ears.

He slung your legs over his shoulder and leaned in, shifting his weight to his knees then began to thrust harder and faster. Your whole body was quivering with the amount of pressure on your hips and core. The coil was winding again, it was like he was shooting electricity into your veins. Ran repeatedly slammed his hips into you making you moan loudly and cry out his name. To share this with anyone else felt wrong but with him everything felt so right. This moment meant everything to you. A numbing sensation began to creep up your spine and made your toes curl. His husky and low moans were like music to your ears and bringing you closer to the edge. “You feel so good.” Praising you like this made the butterflies in your stomach run rampant. “Fuck, (Y/N). You're gonna make me lose it if you keep clenching like that.” Ran stuttered and picked up his pace. His coil was close to snapping, just the sight of you in this position was enough to throw him over the edge. He's waited for so long to be able to sink into you. Those breathy moans and cries of his name - no one came close to how you made him feel. It was heaven, you were heaven to him.

The unmistakable sensation clawing up your spine had you babbling incoherently signaling your release. Your vision went white as your velvet walls clenched around him, coating his length with your juices and throwing him over the edge. His pace became sloppy as his hips kept snapping against you, almost bruising you. Ran's husky moans get louder as he fills you to the brim. You could feel how he throbbed with each spurt of white ropes that coated your walls. Both of you were left heaving and desperate for air. He rolled over and reached for some clean up items. This man really gave you every last drop of cum and you took it all. “I need to close my eyes for a bit…don’t mind me.” You say while grinning from ear to ear, he drained every ounce of energy you had in just one round. He smirked and placed a kiss on your forehead. “This is the first time I’ve been drained after…you know…” You say softly and bury your face into his chest. “After what? Making love?” You giggled softly and nodded, he said love making - so this was more than just sex. The sound of his heart beating had you falling deeper and deeper into a blissful sleep. Within a matter of minutes Ran drifted with you.

After about 30 minutes, Rindou came home but he wasn’t alone. The apartment was extremely quiet, a little too quiet for his liking. “Your brother is probably sleeping, leave him be or else he might just kick us out in only our underwear.” The person with him said. The other male was tall and had a scar running from the back right side of head crossing his left eye. He was not only gym buddies with Rindou but also a close friend to Ran. Both of them sat in the living room just relaxing, planning their next gym meet and other business involving Tenjiku. A few minutes passed by and the sound of Ran’s bedroom door opening made them turn their heads in fear. Oh no, were they too loud? Was Ran going to be in a bad mood? Was Rindou going to have to hide in the bathroom again?

Ran emerged from his bedroom, he was smirking and slowly walking to the living room where the other two were. “You’re in a good mood.” Rindou said as he prepared to get chewed out by a sleep deprived Ran. But the older Haitani just shook his head and lazily plopped down on the couch. “You’re kind of scaring me…” Rindou said, but Ran just kept that smirk plastered on his face. “Kakucho, I think there is something wrong with Ran.” Kakucho, the male with the scars, only chuckled when he caught a glimpse of your figure while sleeping in Ran’s bed. The door was open enough for him to see into the room, Rindou leaned over and saw you in bed. “You finally got laid?” Rindou asked as he looked at Ran. Ran has been talking about it non stop, he was waiting for you to give in - to let him have a taste of heaven but you were always a little defensive about it or the timing wasn’t right. Seeing him settle was a win for the younger Haitani.

The sound of people chattering woke you from your slumber, turning over to see an empty bed, your eyes darted towards the open door. You quietly shift off the bed, wrapping the sheets around yourself and walking closer to the doorway. You wanted to pop your head out the door but the conversation they were having made you freeze in place. “So it’s official then? She’s your girlfriend?” Rindou asked with a shit eating grin, it wasn’t like Ran to be patient with women nor to even chase after one for so long. You could feel the blush creep up your face and your ears felt hot. Of course, it was kind of a given that you two were an item or a couple. He would call you his girl, his babe - his. Hearing Ran affirm it would make you feel gleeful. “Heh…now why would you say such a stupid thing?” For a minute you weren’t sure who was speaking, but that tone of voice - it was Ran. His inflated ego was beyond understanding. “Wait, she’s not?” Kakucho asked, the concept of a relationship was new to him and he’s never really found someone who was interested in him nor someone that he was interested in.

“She is, there’s no way you too aren’t a couple.” Rindou said but Ran continued his cocky rant of how you were nothing more than just a friend with benefits. “It took me a while but I was finally able to fuck her - she was tight like a virigin.” Ran snickered and clicked his tongue. “I’m sure she’ll get clingy after today. She won’t be able to leave me, side chicks are always like that, they play hard to get but then you fuck ‘em and now they love you.” Your vision became blurry, the bile was in the back of your throat and ready to come out. How could he say such a thing? Were you only just a play thing to him? His end game was to get you in bed? No, he has to be joking. Your thoughts try to convince you, but the next words that flew out his mouth made you almost drop to your knees. “You guys are more than welcome to have a taste, I’ve had my fill.” This whole time you were being lied to. He was being kind and loving so that he could get you between the sheets. He was really no different from other scumbags who tried to get you before.

Quietly, you began to get dressed and wiped the tears that fell from your lashes. It was like putting salt on an open wound, the shame that had you feeling like a total fool for falling for him. The whole time he continued his banter, the other two males were trying to get him to admit that it was bullshit, there was no way Ran didn’t have feelings for you. Both Kakucho and Rindou’s faces went pale when they looked behind Ran. “Aniki-” Rindou spoke but was cut off by Ran. “Like I said, she’s just a friend with benefits. Time to look for some new pussy.” His tone was completely carefree. “ANIKI!” Rindou yelled but it was too late, you heard everything and were now behind Ran. “Would you shut the fuck up? You’re going to wake her up.” Ran said but when he noticed the shadow behind him, he felt his stomach drop. How much did you hear? “Baby-” He began but was cut off by a slap to the face. “Fuck you Haitani…” You spat and headed towards the door, not even bothering to look behind you as the three men sat in horror at what just happened. The sound of the door slamming made the walls shake, the force was enough to knock a frame off the wall. “You never learn do you?” Kakucho said, he’s seen this play out before with Izana. Only Izana really means what he says and is clear with the girls he sleeps with. But Ran always digs himself too deep and ends up getting slapped in the face when he can’t dig himself out.

It felt like you couldn’t walk fast enough out of his apartment. Tears were now free falling, completely blinding you and making it difficult to even know where you were going. People were staring at you as you walked right past them in complete shambles. It was painfully obvious to people that you just got your heart broken and judging by the direction you were coming from - they knew that it had something to do with the kings of Roppongi. The sound of your phone ringing made you pause to take a look at who was calling. It was Rindou, fucking Rindou and not Ran. You declined his call and continued walking, at this point you just wanted to get as far away as possible from his apartment. The ache in your chest was making it hard to breathe. How could he be such an arrogant asshole? Even after making love to you? Wait…did he even really consider it making love or was he just saying things to make himself sound better?

Your blurred vision made you accidentally bump into a group of men, they looked rowdy and annoyed. “Oi! Sweetheart, watch where the fuck your goin’!” One of them screamed in your face, making you flinch. “I’m sorry, please excuse me.” You said and bowed to apologize. But these assholes were looking for more than an apology, one of them gripped your chin and made you face him. His breath reeked of cigarettes and alcohol, it was making you nauseous - he was like a walking ashtray. “Let go of me!” You yelled, clawing at his face to try and free yourself from his grip.

“Fucking bitch!” The man said and was about to strike you, making you clench your eyes shut but all of a sudden he was face first into the concrete. The sound of rushing footsteps and thuds made you stumble back to the floor. By the time you realized what happened, the group of men were out cold and kissing the concrete. “Are you alright?” The gentle voice of a man from behind you said. You turned around and saw the male reaching out to give you a hand. He had lilac hair and gorgeous lilac eyes - he was handsome too. Reaching out to take his hand, you got on your feet and thanked him. If he wasn’t there, who knows what would have happened to you. “Did they hurt you?” He asked and reached to cup your face, your eyes were swollen from crying and it looked like you had bruises on your chest and neck. “I’m fine, thank you.” You said and tried hard not to stare too long at his eyes. “Oi! Mitsuya, what the hell happened here?” Someone else called out from a distance. Looking behind him, you saw a tall male with blonde hair and a dragon tattoo on his temple.

“Some guys were messing with this chick and I took care of them.” Mitsuya responded with a cheeky grin. “Hey, let us walk you home - I don’t want these assholes following you.” He said and headed towards the taller male. “Draken, mind if we walk her home?” He says and the other male in the distance shrugged and sighed. Looks like this wasn’t the first time this has happened. “Oh, you don’t have to take me home - please you’ve done enough.” You say and begin to follow him. “Nah, it’s ok. We don’t mind.” His smile was sincere and warm.

On the way, they asked a few questions here and there making sure you were ok. You answered truthfully as you had no one else to lean on at the time. As someone who lives with nothing but women, Draken understood the situation and he knew exactly what to say to try and cheer you up. “Well, it’s his loss - I’m sure he’ll end up regretting it.” Mitsuya said. It was an odd sensation, somehow these two complete strangers became instant friends - funny how strangers often provide you comfort better than your closest friends. They let you yell and scream all you wanted - you couldn’t even be bothered with shedding tears again. “After this I don’t think I have it in me to date again. I should just become a Hermit.” You said with a giggle. Both men smiled at you and laughed with you. “Well, if you need a shoulder to lean on or if you wanna blow off some steam - we’re just a call away.”

*a few days later*

“Are you sure it was ok to let her walk out like that?” Rindou asked his brother as he was getting ready to head out to the gym. “Look, I know you two really liked each other. For fuck sake Ran - you looked happy.” The younger Haitani was trying to get Ran to apologize to you but he was failing each and every single time. Ran was stubborn and had a massive ego, he wasn’t going to chase skirts after he was done taking them off. “Would you get off my back already?” Ran spat and threw the nearest object at Rindou as he was leaving. That was enough for Rindou to stop bothering Ran. Alone with his thoughts he couldn’t get the image of your broken face out of his head. Your eyes were red and glossy, and yet you had no tears rolling down your face. You didn’t cry for him, you didn’t beg him nor stay. Each time his phone rings or gets a notification, his heart skips a beat - is it you? Are you going to chew him out or keep giving him the cold shoulder?

Mindlessly scrolling through his phone, he opened his messages and saw your name. As much as he didn’t want to he ended up tapping on your name - all the messages loaded. He was reading through each and every single conversation you had with him.

(Y/N) on Mon 24 2023 - 10:00 a.m.

I am happy just thinking about you. Ran, I can’t wait to see you tonight.

End Message

(Y/N) on Mon 24 2023 - 10:45 a.m.

Thinking of picking up some desserts before I head over. You want your favorite? 🙂

End Message

(Y/N) on Mon 24 2023 - 7:28 p.m.

Ran, I got the two last montblanc for you! I almost had to box a bitch for them! 😤

End Message

(Y/N) on Tue 25 2023 - 2:02 a.m.

I can’t stop thinking about tonight. I don’t know if I will be able to hold back next time. You touch me and my mind goes blank… Fuck, Ran you’re bad for my health. lol ☠️

End Message

Each message you’d send him would always make him smile. Even when he was having a really shitty day, the anticipation of receiving a message from you was always there. Whatever, she’ll come back eventually. He thinks to himself as he continues to read through his messages. With each passing minute, he was getting impatient - why, who knows? He was bored, the apartment was too quiet and his phone was pretty much dead. A few hours had gone by and Rindou came back from the gym with Kakucho. They brought two girls with them, it looks like they were also gym buddies. “Aniki, we’re gonna order some food. Is there anything you want to eat?” Rindou asked as he looked over at Ran. He shrugged his shoulders and said whatever is fine with him. As their guests were talking, giggling and laughing - Ran was getting annoyed. These girls were annoying him, they sounded like airheads and attention seekers. Throughout their meal the girls kept making comments that would try to work in their favor. They were trying to get Kakucho and Rindou to compliment them. It was driving Ran up the wall. Thinking back on it, you weren’t like that, you never once asked Ran to compliment you or ask him to tell you sweet things that you wanted to hear. If anything you were always the one to compliment him, your honeyed tone and words were always music to his ears. He was the one being praised for once. In addition, you always had confidence in your looks - never did too much and always did things for him because you wanted to. His thoughts were reminiscing and he was trying not to get dragged into the pointless conversation.

“So, what’s your type, handsome?” One of them asked Ran, interrupting his train of thought. He chuckled. “I like women who aren’t self centered and who don’t seek attention.” His tone was cold and he clicked his tongue. “You see, all these stupid ass comments you’re making - you’re fishing for compliments. Are you really that insecure?” The silence in the room was deafening. It was awkward, he was annoyed with girls who he’s used to being around with. “You probably regret getting implants and that’s why you keep fishing for compliments on your tits to make yourself feel better about your mistake.” Oh no - he’s getting personal. Usually he’d play along and would butter them up, telling them the things they’d want to hear. However, he found it vexing and he wanted nothing more than these girls to leave his apartment. “What a jerk!” One of the girls scoffs, they both get up to leave even though Rindou and Kakucho were trying to apologize to make them stay. But Ran’s rudeness was more than enough to not make them turn back. “What the fuck was that?” Kakucho asks as he pinches the bridge of his nose. He didn’t expect Ran to cockblock them.

Ran simply retreated into his room and laid in bed. What the fuck did he do? This wasn’t like him. He shouldn’t be hung up over you. He shouldn’t be thinking about you at all. “(Y/N), what did you do to me?” He mumbles under his breath and closes his eyes, drifting off to sleep.

Over the next few days he realized his feeling of frustration was due to not having you around. You were always there to help him relax, to help him take his mind off things and of course you were always giving him your love and attention. At first it was only about sex, he was waiting to get you between the sheets but with how you took care of yourself and how you made him wait - he was no longer interested in that. Sex was now just a bonus, the real prize was you and your affection. Was his ego worth more than your love? He was still too stubborn to try and call you or visit you at home. Would you even answer the phone or open the door for him? It was a risk he had to take, he wanted you back - he needed you. He wanted to at least apologize for saying those things to you.

The upcoming weeks were a drag to him, he wanted to ‘casually’ run into you to have an excuse to talk to you. He didn’t have the guts to call you. But each time he went out to the places you’d most likely be at, you were nowhere to be found. Your friends even gave him the cold shoulder and refused to give him any information about you. You must have told them what happened and of course, like true friends they backed you up and told Ran to fuck off. “Aniki, you fucked up - you really think she’s going to forgive you? You didn’t even bother chasing after her.” Rindou said as he patted Ran on the back. He’s never seen Ran like this before. Usually, he could care less or would already have another piece of ass on his lap but he wasn’t chasing skirts. Another festival is coming up soon, he will try to look for you there. He was going to give one last ditch effort to run into you before he completely caves and calls you.

*day of the festival*

Ran was left alone to wander the festival as Rindou had a date already and didn’t want his older brother to be a third wheel. He was passing through the booths that had stuffies up for grabs, there was no way you’d pass up another chance to win one. He was too distracted to notice that various women were trying to get his attention but he was not biting. “All right little lady, you get three chances. Knock down the target and the stuffy is yours.” The voice of one of the attendants said and it made Ran turn around. It was a pitching booth, the game was to knock down the one target with one of the three baseballs given to you by the attendant. He was not prepared for the sight in front of him. You were standing there with a smile on your face and were winding up your pitch. Getting ready to approach you, Ran took a step forward but stopped when he realized that you weren’t alone, the other guys with you were from Toman. However, when he realized who was standing next to you, it made his blood boil. It was none other than Mitsuya Takashi. They had some history, Mitsuya used to look up to the Haitani Brother when he was younger but when he got involved with Toman - they remained nothing but somewhat acquaintances. “(Y/N), holy shit! You got quite the pitch!” Mitsuya said and ruffled your hair. Seeing someone else put their hands on you, it set Ran off, but it was best not to confront you now - he wanted to get you alone.

A few hours later you were dropped off at home by Mitsuya. He was such a good friend, your feelings were platonic and he understood that. The worry stemmed from being an older brother to two little ones and also being kind of an older brother to the two Shiba siblings. Giving him one last look before you walked inside your apartment building, he waved goodbye and headed out on his bike.

Heading up the stairs, you made it to the 4th floor but the moment you turned the corner - there he was. Ran was sitting on the floor waiting for you at your door. When he noticed you, he got on his feet and looked you in the eye. “(Y/N)...” His tone was low, almost a whisper, you felt your stomach drop. To see him here, it completely threw you off balance - why was he here? “What are you doing here?” You asked a little hesitant to come closer. The feelings of shame and anger began to bubble inside you. After weeks of being alone and away from him, you couldn’t stand to see him, you hated him. “Can we talk?” He asked standing still, afraid to make the slightest move that might make you run away. "I heard enough that day." Your response was immediate, not even giving a second thought to his request. Biting the inside of his cheek, he held back the urge to spit the venom out of his mouth. "Just give me 10 minutes, please." His tone was sincere, it made your chest hurt and a knot formed in your throat. You were done going into things blindly with Ran, your eyes were wide open and the path with him was dark. Despite your reservations with him, he knew - he knew you were giving him your heart and he crushed it.

Taking a step forward, he reached his hand out to you and waited for you to take it. Ran wasn't used to being in this position, he was always on the other end and never did take anyone's hand. For the second time he's reaching for your hand. Will you give in? Being reminded of the day you gave him your love was painful. The bitter taste of his kisses lingered on your tongue and you wanted to spit him out. He set fire to the rope that connected your heart to him, all you had left were ashes and pain.

"There is nothing to discuss - you made it clear and I just don't have a heart to give you anymore. Goodbye Ran." You say and walk past him to get into your apartment. You didn't look back and closed the door, leaving him abandoned in the hallway. Ran Haitani lost his resolve, your eyes were empty - he drained the love out of you and it showed. It was cold, you were cold and he wasn't used to seeing you like this. The warmth that you gave, the same warmth that he felt in chest when thinking about you was gone. The flicker of hope he had was gone. For the first time Ran felt heartbreak.

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