#and he'd look at u so gentle and loving while he stabs u

[musezieren]

[ewitsren]

when their s/o is hurt ft baji, mitsuya

pairings: baji keisuke x fem!reader, mitsuya takashi x fem!reader

synopsis: their s/o is beaten up by a rival gang

cw/tws ⚠️: angsty(?), major injury, mention of killing

requested: yes// "hello ren! can you write drabbles (seperately) for baji and mitsuya when their s/o is hurt? like idk in a gang war or something! thank u <3

barrista's note ☕: u r welcome bby <3

#BAJI

baji's hands tremble, his throat aches as he stands in front of the door. everything seemed unreal to him, was he dreaming? baji felt the world around him blur as he tried to breathe; all he could see was the image of you laying on the ground in an alley, covered in blood and bruises as he tried to keep it together. how could they hurt you like this when he didn't have the heart to brush your hair even a little bit harder because he was afraid he'd hurt you? how could they hit a small, fragile human being like you? he was gonna kill them all.

he slowly cracked the door open and walked into the room, feeling like someone was stabbing him in the heart with his every step leading him to you. baji's eyes widened as he saw you sitting on the bed. your beautiful face, the pretty face he loved watching while you were sleeping was full of wounds and bruises; your arms and stomach were bandaged and he could tell you were in pain from the way you were making a grimace.

baji's heart skipped a few beatings, not like the times he fell in love with you over and over again, this one felt like he was running but there was no ground for him to put his feet on like he could easily just fall down and get lost in the void. screw gang fights, screw the rival gang he thought. he hated everything at that very moment. he hated himself for not being able to protect you, he hated the stupid gang fights.

"baji?" your voice snapped him out of his thoughts as he hesitantly stood beside you, dying to give you a tight hug and say you were strong.

instead he just looked at you.

you chuckled and smiled to him.

at a time like this, you were still smiling at him. you were beaten up, been in the hospital for two days because of his stupid gang fights and you were smiling at him. baji felt something breaking deep down inside him as his lips started quivering

"it wasn't your fault." your voice was soft. "it's okay, don't be sad like this." you reached out and squeezed his hand. baji sat on the bed, his fingers faintheartedly wandering around on your bruised face.

"it doesn't even hurt anymore, c'mon cheer up. you'll treat me a yakisoba when i get out."

baji's anger took over his mind, burning everything down like an ardent fire. he was planning murder in his head. he wanted to scream, punch the first thing he could find and burn the world down but he knew he had to be strong for you.

he wrapped his arms around your waist, he wished he could protect you from everything bad in the world, he wished he could take all the burden on himself for you. he rested his chin on the top of your head as you buried your face in the crook of his neck.

"good girl, bet you didn't even cry while they were stitching up your wounds. right?" baji's voice sounded so loving and gentle as he spoke, all he wanted was to stay like this forever. with his arms wrapped around you, with him shielding you from everything that might mean even the slightest harm to you.

"i'm gonna kill those fuckers." he whispered as you slowly fell asleep on his chest.

#MITSUYA

mitsuya felt like someone was punching him in the stomach nonstop, his heart was hitting his ribs like it wanted to break them. mitsuya was worried, furious, scared. scared of seeing you laying on the hospital bed, all injured and bruised. he forced himself to push the door, walking inside anxiously as millions of questions flew through his mind. who did it? were you gonna be okay? how was he gonna kill the bastards who did this to you? it was his fault. he knew from the start that dating you meant risking you, he thought he'd protect you but hell, where was he when you were suffering? what was he doing while he was supposed to be there to protect you?

mitsuya felt the tears piling up in his eyes the second he saw your bruised face and bandaged arms. walking towards you hesitantly, he felt something was stuck in his throat; making it harder to breathe.

"takashi!" hearing your somehow happy voice was his breaking point, mitsuya's shoulders started to tremble as tears streamed down his face.

"are you hurt?"

how could you be worried about him at that moment? when all he did was to put you in this situation... mitsuya leaned his head on your shoulder as he spoke through tears wetting his face.

"i'm gonna make them pay. i should've been there to protect you y/n, i'm-"

you shushed him as he lifted his head to look at you. you smiled, patting his head as you spoke softly.

"i'm okay, takashi. i know you'll protect me from now on."

mitsuya carefully cupped your face with his hands and placed a kiss on your forehead. his movements were slow and hesitant, scared of hurting you with his touch.

"i'll never let something like this happen again."

@ewitsren 's work, do not translate/repost on other apps and platforms.

[nano--raptor]

his sweet softness

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky wants to try domming one night, but he just can’t help being your good boy.

Words: 1490

Warnings: 18+ only! Dom/sub dynamics, gentle dom/sub, soft dom, cursing, very light bondage, oral (male rec), kissing, light mama/mommy kink, cum eating, implied smut

A/N: Written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​  for Drunk Drabbles, using the anonymous prompt below. I went gentle here, I didn’t want Bucky to be uncomfortable, I wanted to be considerate and respectful enough.❤ Thank you all so much for reading, I hope you enjoy!💕

Bucky is usually a submissive but wants to try domming one night but he can’t help but drop into sub space in which u reassure him it’s ok to not be dominant

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Bucky asked you about it one night while laying on the couch, watching TV. His head was in your lap and you played with his hair, combing through it, lightly scratching his scalp. He loved it, it always helped him relax. That night though, he was fidgety, nervous, and when you finally asked him what was up, he shyly told you what he’d been thinking about.

“I wanna try domming.”

Now you stood before him in the bedroom, your pants and his shirt already discarded. He fingered the hem of your shirt, before slipping his hands underneath, forgoing his usual caressing against your skin, pulling the shirt up over your head instead. As soon as you were free of the fabric his mouth crashed against yours in a rough kiss and he walked you backwards towards the bed. When your legs bumped against it you sat down on the edge, bouncing slightly. Bucky pointed at your bra, keeping his face neutral.

“Off.” A commanding tone for him, and you complied, unclasping your bra and tossing it aside while holding his gaze. He reached out, grazing his fingers over your breast, and you moaned quietly, sitting nicely, waiting for him to tell you what to do. Bucky trailed his fingers along your skin, up to cup your jaw and you leaned into his touch. It was gentle, and unsure. You knew he was nervous, but he'd wanted to try this, and you wanted to let him explore it. You wanted him to have a good time. If he enjoyed it and wanted to try it again, you were all for it. After all, this was always about pleasure for both of you.

Bucky stepped away and grabbed a silk scarf from the dresser, one that you’d used on him many times before. 

“Hold out your wrists.” A little bit stronger this time, and you bit back your proud smile, holding your arms out, wrists together.

“Like this?”

“Quiet.” There it was. More authority, and it sent a tingle down your spine and straight to your core. Bucky tied your wrists together, sliding his finger between to make sure it wasn’t too tight. “That okay?” His eyes flicked to yours as soon as the soft words fell from his mouth, and you saw a flicker of doubt, but you nodded your head, blinking up at him through your lashes. He licked his lips and stepped back, then pointed to the floor in front of him.

“Come here doll.” You stood and walked towards him, a shiver running through you when he told you to get on your knees without touching you.

“Now, put my cock in your mouth. That pretty mouth of yours.” He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth, as if he was shy to talk dirty to you, but you did as he said, smiling sweetly up at him from your knees.

“Yes sir,” you purred, reaching your tied hands up to undo his jeans. Slowly you freed him, his cock already hard and leaking, and you dragged your tongue over his length, licking from base to tip before taking him into your mouth. Bucky moaned, a low growl, and you loved the power you still had over him. You loved making him feel good, sucking him or riding him or even letting him pleasure you to his heart’s content, and you wanted to make his first domming experience good. He was being a very good boy.

Bucky let his head fall back as you sucked and swallowed him down, his tip bumping against your throat. He groaned, hands moving to your hair, holding you gently, as if he was afraid to hurt you. You wanted to tell him don't be shy, to pull your hair, but instead you moaned around him, bobbing your head faster, and his hips bucked into your face. He gasped, then breathed a curse, trying to keep his weakening grasp of control. He looked down at you, eyes dark, lips parted; he was getting close and it sent a thrill through you.

“Ah, so good baby. Yes, fuck. Please…” Closing his eyes, Bucky let his head fall back again, continuing to rock into your mouth, his release building. You sucked harder, deeper, and when he started mumbling, his hands gently circling to the back of your head, you trained your eyes on his face, watching as he started to come undone.

“Please, oh baby, I need it, I need it so bad, please mama…” Bucky’s voice trailed off into a moan, his breathing heavy and your heart clenched as he fell back into that familiar space, begging you now. Your good boy, a sub at heart. You loved him so, and wanted him to feel good, but once he started begging, you slowed your pace. It wasn't in his nature to be rough with you, not without your guidance. He whimpered, bucking his hips again, trying to keep the rhythm going.

“No, please, I need to cum, please let me cum, mama…” When you stopped completely, pulling back and just keeping the head of his cock between your lips, Bucky looked down at you. His pupils were blown, and he looked ruined, his eyes begging you for more. Pulling off of him, you reached up to take his hands, gently pulling him down to the floor with you.

“Please baby…” Bucky knelt in front of you, his hands resting on your thighs, and he almost looked ashamed. You stroked his cheek and hooked your finger under his chin, pulling him close to kiss his lips. He nearly melted into you, whimpering against your mouth as you pushed at his jeans. One of his hands cupped your jaw while his other reached down, helping you push his jeans down, and when they were out of the way you took his cock in your hands, slowly starting to stroke him. His whimpers turned into moans, his mouth moving against yours, hips rolling again as you quickly took him back to the edge. He started begging again, mumbling between kisses.

“Please mama, I need it so bad.” You shushed him, kissing his temple, keeping your lips against his skin.

“S’okay baby. You wanna cum? You’re doing so good baby boy, you wanna cum for mama?” Bucky just whined, nodding and panting and rutting into your hands, and you kept your pace, jerking a little harder until he spilled over you with a loud moan, muscles tight, his hot seed painting your skin. He shuddered, collapsing against you with his head in the crook of your neck.

You lifted your arms up to stroke his cheek, humming gently until he eventually lifted his head, still trying to catch his breath. Catching sight of the scarf still around your wrists, he blushed, reaching up to untie them, pressing kisses to your skin after the fabric fell away. His eyes met yours, full of emotion, and you smiled.

“That feel good baby?” Bucky nodded, ducking his head again, and you brushed the hair out of his face. You could tell he just wanted to lie down in your lap again and you hummed, stroking his hair. “Looks like we need to clean this up first.” His eyes flicked up to yours again and watched as you raised your hand to your lips, licking up his release, and then without a word he lowered his head, trailing his tongue over your thighs, licking them clean. He pressed kisses against your soft skin, then finally laid his head down, nearly collapsing as he let himself relax.

“I’m sorry.” His words stabbed you, your heart clenching again.

“Bucky, you don't need to apologize.”

“I couldn’t do it. I wanted to try, try it for you, and for me. But I just...” You shushed him again, running your fingers through his hair. 

“It’s ok sweetheart. It’s completely ok to not be dominant, I love you the way you are. And if you want to try again, we’ll try again.” You could feel him smile against your skin, and you continued. “You’re so good Bucky.”

“Thank you doll. I dunno, I might want to one day.”

“Of course baby. You just let me know. Let me know what you want, and we’ll make each other feel good.” Bucky hummed, bringing his hand up to your thigh, and he lifted his head, blinking up at you while his hand smoothed along your skin until he was fingering the edge of your panties.

“Right now, I wanna make you feel good baby. Just like you did for me.” His eyes flashed and he nibbled his lip, slipping his fingers under the thin fabric to slide it down.

“Well who am I to say no to my eager boy, huh?” Bucky grinned and started gently kissing his way up your body.

"But I did like when you called me sir," he admitted. "I could get used to that."

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