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brookediamonds · 1 month ago

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just a little late (part two)| Axel Kovačević x Fem!Reader

Summary: After winning the tournament, your dad treats you and your team to a team dinner celebrating your win when you run into unexpected company.

Word Count: 2.7k Warnings: None, tiny angst, fluff

pt. 1

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Carmen stood alongside her mom, watching you hold your trophy up in victory.

Her heart melts as she takes in your appearance, you've grown into a beautiful young lady and an amazing fighter.

Johnny approaches his wife, catching on to her saddened gaze as she watches you celebrate with your team.

"Carmen," Johnny calls out to her.

"Johnny, that's— that's my daughter," she chokes back a sob recognizing your eyes and nose. She could identify you from anywhere.

"You okay?" Johnny asks placing his hand on her back. Carmen takes a deep breath, breaking her gaze away from her first born.

"I'm okay," she exhales. "She's just so... beautiful."

Johnny nods watching as you're suddenly embraced by the male captain of the Iron Dragons, his father instincts kicking in when Axel lays a soft kiss on you.

Before they can talk more about you, Miguel and Robby approach their parents, devastated about their loss but optimistic about you.

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The night air was crisp, carrying the lingering scent of city life and the warm aroma of food drifting from the restaurant.

Laughter and chatter spilled from inside, the soft glow of string lights illuminating the entrance. You stood off to the side, away from the bustling sidewalk, waiting.

The distant hum of cars and footsteps filled the silence as you exhaled, eyes flicking to the doors ahead. The Iron Dragons were already inside, but your dad had yet to arrive.

Just as you shifted your weight, a van pulled up along the curb a yard away from you.

The doors slid open, and the familiar voices of celebration filled the air.

Miguel hopped out first, stretching his arms. "Man, I’m starving."

Behind him, Sam and Tory climbed out, followed by Robby, who slung an arm around Tory’s shoulder as they joked about something.

Carmen then stepped out, baby in her arms as Johnny took the stroller out of the back of the car.

Her smile was warm, lingering as she looked at her family, until her gaze drifted past them.

And landed on you.

She froze mid-step, eyes widening slightly as recognition settled in.

Johnny, catching the way her expression changed, followed her line of sight. He exhaled, rubbing a hand over his chin.

Johnny glanced between the two of you, then leaned in, voice low. "Go talk to her."

Carmen swallowed, fingers tightening around her purse strap. "I don’t know if I should—"

"She’s right there, Carmen," Johnny encouraged. "You’ve been waiting for this moment. Just go say hi."

For a second, she hesitated. But then, gathering her courage, she took a small step forward—

But before Carmen could take another step, a familiar figure approached from the other side of the sidewalk.

Sensei Wolf.

A grin broke across his face the moment he saw you, his presence commanding as always, but there was something unmistakably warm in his eyes.

"You didn’t start celebrating without me, did you?" he teased.

You couldn’t help but smile, shaking your head. "No, I was just waiting for you."

Wolf let out a small chuckle before reaching out, pulling you into a firm hug.

"That’s my girl," he murmured, squeezing your shoulder before stepping back. "Come on. You earned this night."

Without hesitation, he guided you toward the entrance, one hand still resting protectively on your back.

Carmen stood frozen in place.

Her lips parted, as if to call out, but no words came.

Instead, she could only watch as the door shut behind you, locking away the moment before it ever had a chance to begin.

Johnny let out a slow breath beside her.

"You okay?" he asked gently.

Carmen blinked, eyes lingering on the closed door.

"She looked happy," she whispered, more to herself than to Johnny.

Johnny nodded, resting a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Yeah. She did."

And as much as it hurt, Carmen couldn’t bring herself to take that happiness away.

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You sat beside Axel, fidgeting lightly with the hem of your dress as the team chatted excitedly about the tournament.

Your dad sat at the head of the table, a rare, satisfied smirk tugging at his lips as he leaned back in his chair.

And then a small group of people hesitantly approached the table.

"Excuse me," a young girl said shyly, holding her phone in her hands. "I—I just wanted to say congratulations! You guys were amazing out there."

Her friend, equally as excited, chimed in. "Would it be okay if we got a picture with you? We’re huge fans!"

You barely had time to react before Axel, ever composed, gave a small nod. "Sure."

You followed his lead, offering a polite, small smile as the group eagerly handed their phones to a waiter for pictures.

You and Axel posed, standing side by side as flashes went off. They took turn taking pictures with you individually, some individually with Axel.

"Thank you so much!" one of them gushed. "You guys are seriously incredible. You totally deserve those wins!"

"We appreciate it," Axel said smoothly, nodding in acknowledgment.

More fans trickled in after that, some asking for autographs, others just wanting to congratulate the Iron Dragons.

You stayed quiet for the most part, letting Axel and your teammates do most of the talking, but you still accepted the praise with a small nod or a soft "thank you."

Then, of course, there was that guy.

"Hey, champ," a confident voice drawled as a guy about your age stepped forward, hands tucked into his pockets. "You were insane out there. Haven’t seen anyone fight like that before."

You blinked up at him, shifting slightly in your seat. "Um… thank you."

He smirked, leaning in slightly. "Bet you’re enjoying the celebration. Must feel amazing being world champion and all. Maybe we could keep the celebration going? Just you and me."

Your lips parted, unsure of how to respond. It wasn’t that you didn’t know how to turn him down, it was just that unwanted attention like this always made you retreat inward.

You weren’t used to it, and frankly, you didn’t want it. Especially not when Axel was right beside you. But before you could say anything, Axel did.

"She’s not interested."

The guy barely acknowledged him, keeping his eyes on you. "Come on, what do you say? We could grab a drink or something."

You shifted uncomfortably. "No, thanks."

The guy chuckled. "You sure? It’s not every day a guy gets the chance to take out a world champion."

Before you could open your mouth, Axel leaned forward slightly, voice smooth but firm.

"And it’s not every day someone is stupid enough to hit on my girlfriend right in front of me."

The guy’s confidence cracked. "Wait, what?"

Before he could even process it, a girl, clearly overhearing the entire exchange, groaned dramatically from a nearby table.

"You moron!" she exclaimed, smacking his arm. "How do you not know they’re together?!"

The guy’s face dropped, his confidence faltering. "Wait… seriously?"

"They’re literally all over Instagram!" she continued, exasperated. "Look!"

She pulls up a dedicated fan page to you and Axel, posts of the sponsorships you've shared or collaborated on or training videos that have been taken of you two sparring.

The guy opened his mouth, closed it, looking at the posts, then looked at Axel—who was staring at him blankly, unimpressed.

"...Okay, yeah. That’s on me," the guy muttered, taking a step back. "Uh, congrats on the win."

Axel let out a short breath through his nose, something almost amused flashing in his eyes as the guy retreated.

The girl gave you an apologetic smile before dragging her friend away. You sat there for a moment, still processing.

Then, turning to Axel, you mumbled, "Thank you."

"For what?" Axel glanced at you, his expression unreadable.

"For…" You hesitated, feeling a little shy. "For… stepping in." You looked down at your lap. "I don’t really know how to handle stuff like that."

Axel was quiet for a beat, then—

"You shouldn’t have to."

His voice was softer now, low and steady.

You looked up, and for the first time tonight, he wasn’t just your partner, the world champion, or the Iron Dragons’ strongest fighter.

He was just Axel—the boy who knew you better than anyone else. Your heart swelled a little.

"Still," you said, voice quiet. "Thanks."

Axel huffed, shaking his head slightly before reaching under the table, giving your knee a small, reassuring squeeze. "Anytime."

And just like that, the moment passed, the food arriving at your table.

The team dove back into conversation, but Axel’s presence remained steady beside you, grounding you in a way no one else ever could.

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The night had finally started winding down, and your team started gathering their things, preparing to leave the restaurant.

You stepped outside for a moment, the cool air a welcome relief after the warmth of the crowded space.

Just a few feet away, you spotted your competitors from Cobra Kai, Tory and Robby standing on the sidewalk, engaged in conversation.

You hesitated for a second, then took a quiet breath, mustering the confidence to approach.

You’d be working with them soon for the sponsorship deal, it only made sense to introduce yourself properly.

As you stepped closer, they both looked up, their conversation pausing.

"Hi," you said softly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "I just wanted to introduce myself."

Tory crossed her arms, glancing at you with curiosity.

"We know who you are," she said with a small smirk. "Kind of hard not to after tonight."

You gave a shy smile. "Right. Well, I just meant… since we’ll be working together soon, I figured I’d say hi."

Robby nodded, offering a friendly smile. "That’s cool of you. I’m Robby, and this is Tory—"

"I know," you said quickly, then felt your face heat up. "I mean—yeah, I know."

Tory and Robby chuckled at your words.

You cleared your throat, pulling out your phone.

"Anyway, I wanted to give you my number in case you ever have questions or need anything with the sponsorship stuff. We’ll be spending a lot of time working together, so… yeah."

Robby took out his phone, nodding. "That’s actually really helpful, thanks."

Tory tilted her head, studying you for a second before taking your number as well.

"You’re a lot quieter than I expected," she noted.

You gave a small shrug. "I guess I just don’t talk much unless I have to."

Tory smirked. "That’s fair. Just don’t let the people push you around. They love taking advantage of those who don’t speak up."

"Thanks for the advice," you gave her a small smile with a nod.

Just as the conversation settled, the restaurant doors swung open again.

You glanced up, heart skipping a beat as you spotted Miguel and Sam stepping outside.

Miguel’s gaze immediately landed on you, a flicker of recognition sparking in his expression.

You quickly took a step back.

"Um—anyway, I’ll see you guys soon," you murmured, slipping your phone into your pocket.

Without another word, you turned on your heel and walked away, making a beeline for Axel, who was waiting near the curb with the rest of your team.

Axel caught your retreating form, his brows furrowing slightly before he followed your line of sight—straight to Miguel, who had now stopped in his tracks, watching you go.

"Hey," you smile softly up at your boyfriend. He breaks eye contact with Miguel, and looks down at you lovingly.

As you rejoined Axel and the rest of your teammates near the curb, the weight on your chest loosened ever so slightly.

Being around Axel, around the Iron Dragons, felt safe. Familiar.

Meanwhile, just a few steps away, Carmen and Johnny exited the restaurant, their smiles lingering from the celebration inside.

But as Carmen’s gaze swept across the parking lot, her expression shifted, softening into something almost hesitant.

There you were, standing just a few feet away.

She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Miguel, ever the thoughtful one, spoke up.

"I’ll go get the car," he offered, glancing between his mom and Johnny. "That way, no one has to walk."

Johnny clapped a hand on his shoulder. "Good thinking, kid."

As Miguel jogged off, Johnny exhaled, rolling his shoulders. This was it, maybe an opportunity to finally break the ice.

"Hey," he murmured, nudging Carmen lightly. "Maybe now’s your chance."

Carmen hesitated, nerves flickering across her face. But before she could take a step forward, Johnny straightened his posture and made a move himself, deciding that maybe he should ease into it first.

But he didn’t make it far.

Because just as he stepped forward, a firm hand landed on his shoulder, stopping him in his tracks.

The Iron Dragons' leader stood tall, his grip unyielding, his expression unreadable yet sharp.

But when he spoke, his words carried a weight that left no room for argument.

"She’s not interested." His voice was even, controlled, but there was an undeniable edge beneath it.

Johnny frowned, glancing toward you again, but Wolf didn’t move. His hand remained firmly on Johnny’s shoulder, keeping him exactly where he was.

"I don’t know what you think you’re doing," Wolf continued, his voice calm yet carrying a quiet fury beneath the surface. "But you don’t get to just show up now and expect anything from her. I raised her. I was there when she took her first steps, when she spoke her first words. I stayed up when she had nightmares, I trained her, protected her. I was the one who made sure she never felt alone."

Johnny clenched his jaw, but Wolf wasn’t finished.

"You lost the right to call her yours a long time ago," Wolf stated firmly. "She is my daughter. And I will not let you or anyone else make her question where she belongs."

Carmen let out a quiet, shaky breath, her fingers gripping the strap of her purse.

Johnny’s mouth pressed into a thin line, his shoulders tense. He had no comeback, no witty remark, no half-hearted excuse.

What could he even say to that?

Wolf studied him for a second longer before finally letting go of his shoulder. He didn’t say anything else, didn’t wait for a response. Instead, he simply turned and walked back toward you.

Johnny stood there for a moment, his hands curled into balls of fists as he exhaled sharply through his nose.

Carmen swallowed hard, her fingers tightening around the strap of her purse.

"Maybe… maybe we should just go," she murmured, barely audible.

Johnny glanced at her, then back at you, laughing softly at something Axel had just murmured in your ear.

It was clear you didn't want to meet your biological family. As your sensei, and father, walked up to you and you looked up at him like he hung the stars in the sky, Johnny and Carmen knew.

They knew you had everything you needed. You looked happy, and at peace. Without them.

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Bonus:

The car ride back to the hotel was quiet, but in a way that felt peaceful.

You sat in the backseat, Axel next to you, his fingers lazily intertwined with yours.

Your father was at the wheel, his usual stoic expression softened after the long night.

You glanced toward the rearview mirror, catching the reflection of your father’s tired but content face.

And before you could second-guess yourself, you spoke.

"I want to change my last name."

Wolf’s hands remained steady on the wheel, but his eyebrows lifted slightly. "What?"

Axel turned his head toward you, just as surprised.

You swallowed, but there was no hesitation when you said, "I want to take your last name. To make it official."

Silence filled the car for a moment, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. It was the kind of silence where you knew something big had just happened, something irreversible in the best way possible.

Wolf exhaled deeply, like he was processing your words, but then his grip tightened on the wheel, his jaw clenching as he blinked a few times.

When he finally spoke, his voice was quieter than usual, but full of something unshakable.

"You don’t have to do that for me, xiǎolóng,"

You shook your head. "I want to. You are my dad. You always have been."

Axel squeezed your hand gently, grounding you.

Wolf was quiet again, but you caught the way he swallowed hard, the way his eyes flickered between you in the mirror.

Then, with the smallest shake of his head, like he couldn’t believe this was real, he let out a rough chuckle.

"Alright," he murmured, voice thick with emotion. "Let’s make it official."

You didn’t need to look back. You didn’t need to wonder about what-ifs or unanswered questions.

Because your home was right here.

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shelbgrey · 1 month ago

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Hot for teacher(Johnny Lawrence)

Paring: Johnny Lawrence x LaRusso!Reader

Summary: fuck around and find out🤷

Warrings: SMUT, age gap(of age tho), has that mark Sloan and Lexi Grey 'teach me' vibes, unprotected sex, slight Dom!Johnny, sensei kink, fingerimg, cream pie?, wall sex, dirty talk, innuendos, not edited.

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That night y/n ended up at his karate dojo, she didn't know why - or maybe she did, she wanted to see him more than anything. It was after hours, the dojo closed and classes were over for the day. The door wasn't locked yet.

“You know, you should really lock your doors after hours” y/n called out, walking in. She figured he was in his office. She walked deeper into the dojo, taking it in. It was so different, but you get that growing up and training with miyagi. As she walked past the weapons display, curiously picking up a bo staff.

Johnny wasn't sure if there was even someone in the dojo or if it was his imagination. That was until he heard a familiar voice call him. He peeked out of his office, and spotted the tiny curvy brunette holding his bow staff and walking around like she owned the place. Damn. She's cute he thought before snapping out of it and making his way over to her.

“What are you doing here, y/n?”

She ignored his question Seriously, Of course she ignored his question. Typical. Y/n twirled the staff between her fingers, she learned to use one way back when her and Daniel were being taught by Terry Silver. “some psychopath could just walts in and rob you blind, maybe even kick your ass” she smirked, twirling the staff between her fingers skillfully.

Johnny tried to keep from watching her hands gracefully flipping the staff, reminding himself that it was totally not a turn on. Totally. Johnny leaned against the wall of the dojo and crossed his muscular arms against his chest, one eyebrow raised as he watched her with amused interest.

He had to admit. She was handling the staff like a seasoned pro. Which was unexpected. He couldn't help but watch her, there was something so captivating about this tiny, curvy little thing confidently and effortlessly handling the staff like it weighed nothing. Johnny's eyes roamed over her body, taking in every detail. ‘Damn’ he thought to himself. ‘Snap out of it. She's off limits to you’

Y/n lifted the staff, resting it on her shoulder. She shamelessly checked him out, he was still wearing that damn black gi. It wasn't fair how hot he looked in it, the best part was how it showed off his muscular arms and broad shoulders.

Damnit.

Johnny caught her checking him out, and a smirk formed on his face. It made him want to tease her a little. He shifted his weight, leaning even further against the wall and raised an eyebrow. “I can feel you staring, princess” He said in a low, teasing voice, his smirk only growing wider.

“Can you blame me”

Johnny's smirk turned into a cocky grin at her response. He pushed off the wall and took a few steps closer to her, closing the distance between them. “I suppose I can't,” he admitted, his gaze roaming over her body again. He tried to keep his eyes off her curves, but he couldn't help it. “But I'd love to hear you say why”

“Just checking you out, sensei” the way she said sensei was almost seductive - no it just plain was. But it was also in a submissive way that was fake and condescending. Y/n circled him, bo staff at her side and trailing behind her. “I've been meaning to broaden my horizon in my karate skills”

Damnit. Why'd she have to say it like that? It made something stir inside him, something he was desperately trying to ignore. Johnny's gaze darkened as he followed her circling him. He watched her as she moved, his eyes lingering on her curves and the way her clothing hugged her figure.

“Broadening your horizon, huh?” He said, his voice lowering. “And what exactly are you hoping to learn, princess?”

“Anything you want to teach me, sensei. I'm a fast learner” y/n smirked.

Johnny chuckled at her smirk, his gaze still roaming her body. “Anything I want, hmm?”

He moved closer to her, closing the distance between them until he was standing directly in front of her, towering over her. He reached out and lightly traced the edge of her jaw with one finger, his touch gentle but possessive.

She looked him in the eyes, lust filling hers. “teach me”

The lust in her eyes only made the desire within him burn hotter. He let his hand trail down her neck, his fingers tracing the sensitive skin there before coming to rest on her hip. He pulled her closer, their bodies almost touching. “You want me to teach you?” He said, his voice low and gruff. He looked down at her, his eyes dark and filled with desire.

“Karate, that is” y/n smirked, gently pushing him back with the bo staff, Johnny let out a low growl. She did this all just to tease him, just to see what buttons to push.

He immediately caught the teasing tone in her voice and rolled his eyes with a smirk. “You're a little tease, you know that, Princess?”

Johnny lunged forward, grabbing the staff and using it to pull her closer, his other hand wrapping around her slim waist, her body pressed against him now. Y/n placed her hand on his chest, keeping her grip on the bo staff with the other hand. “maybe I just hunger for knowledge, you can never know too much”

Johnny's chest was firm and toned beneath her hand, and he had to fight back the urge to move his hand from her waist to cup her ass. “Oh, I think you know plenty” Johnny's eyes darkened as he looked down at her, a smirk still on his face.

“Defense karate is fun in all and I've dabbled in taekwondo. But maybe I want to learn more,” she paused. “So, teach me”

Johnny felt his dick throb in his pants as she spoke, the implication clear. He couldn't believe how badly he wanted to say yes, to teach her everything he knew in the bedroom - about karate. His grip on her hip tightened slightly as his hand gently squeezed her hip. “You're a demanding little thing, aren't you?”

Johnny tilted his head, studying her for a moment before nodding. “Fine, I'll teach you. But first, you're gonna have to give me the staff”

Y/n stepped back, pointing at him with the staff. “Come and get it”

Johnny's eyes darkened at her challenge and he grinned. He lunged forward, moving with surprising speed and agility for a man his size. He quickly closed the distance between them, attempting to grab the staff from her. Y/n pulled it back, blocking him away with the staff.

Johnny's smirk widened as he realized that she was going to make this a challenge. He continued to push forward, trying to get close enough to grab the staff. But she was quick, parrying and blocking his every move with surprising skill and grace. “You're good, Princess, I'll give you that”

Johnny said, his eyes glittering with a mix of excitement and desire as they continued their little game. “You're using offense against someone who has years of defense,” y/n smirked, holding the staff behind her back. “maybe it's you who needs the teaching, sensei”

Johnny scoffed, his smirk turning into a cocky grin. He was enjoying this little game of theirs way too much. “Oh, You think you have me all figured out?” Johnny lunged forward once again, but this time he attempted to feint going for the staff in her back, and instead lunged for her waist. He spun her around, pinning her against the wall. He had one hand on her hip, the other grabbing the staff from her hand and throwing it away. He pressed her against the wall with his body, his chest heaving slightly from the exertion of their little game.

“You were saying something about me needing the teaching, Doll?”

Y/n’s breath hitched as she paused, staring up at him like a deer caught in headlights. Johnny smirked, noticing the effect he was having on her. His body was pressed against hers, pinning her against the wall. He leaned in, his face inches from hers, his gaze intense and desire evident in his eyes. “I've got you cornered now, princess. Any more bratty little comebacks?”

“No, sensei”

Johnny's smirk widened at her response. He could feel her body pressed against his and it was taking all his willpower to resist the urge to kiss her. He let his hand slide up her side, his thumb lightly brushing over the sensitive skin of her hip. “Now that's what I like to hear. A little obedience goes a long way”

His mind was racing with ideas of all the things he could do to her, but he knew he had to keep his composure. He couldn't let himself lose control. Not yet. “So, Princess, are you ready to learn now? Or are you still going to give me any sass?”

“I can learn”

“Good girl,” Johnny smirked at her words and he nodded. He slowly pulled away from her, stepping back and giving her some space. He picked up the staff and turned to face her, his expression serious now. “See, a little obedience is not hard at all, is it princess?”

“No, sensei” she whispered.

The way she called him 'sensei' again nearly made him groan. Fuck, she was perfect. He held the staff out and slipped it behind her, pressing it to her lower back. He pulled her closer with it. Y/n pressed her hands to his chest, sliping one in the opening of his gi. Her finger brushed against his skin.

Johnny sucked in a breath as her fingers grazed his chest. His abdominal muscles tightened and he had to fight back a moan. He watched as her fingers toyed with the opening of his gi, slowly inching lower. “Johnny” she said softly.

Johnny swallowed hard as her fingers dipped lower, brushing against his abs. The way she whispered his name sent a jolt straight to his dick. He grabbed her wrist with his free hand, halting her teasing motions and she looked back up at him. His eyes were dark and unreadable as he looked down at her. He could feel his self-control slipping, his body aching to pull her into his arms and forget about the training entirely. He squeezed her wrist gently, warning her to stop. “Baby”

“Yes, sensei?”

Johnny's grip on her wrist tightened slightly, his thumb brushing over her pulse point. He was torn between scolding her for being so distracting and pulling her into a kiss. “You're making it very hard to teach you right now”

“I think we both know this isn't about teaching”

His smirk returned at her bold statement. He pulled the staff away from her back slightly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “You're not wrong,” He watched as her hands slid up his chest again, slowly driving him crazy. “y/n” He warned softly.

She gripped the front of his gi. “I always thought you looked so fucking good in this thing”

His eyes widened slightly at her sudden profanity, a spark of excitement in his gaze. He could feel his dick getting harder by the second as she gripped his gi. He swallowed hard, unable resist any longer. With a low groan, he dropped the staff and grabbed her waist, pulling her flush against him. His lips crashed against hers in a hungry, passionate kiss. He kissed her like he was starving for it, his tongue immediately seeking entrance.

Y/n moaned desperately against his lips, her tongue tangling with his as her hands went to his hair. Johnny's hands slid down to grip her ass, squeezing as he deepened the kiss. He ground his hardening cock against her, not caring anymore if she could feel how much she was affecting him. One hand left her ass to fist in her hair, tilting her head to kiss her more thoroughly. Y/n gasped, arching her hips against him out of instinct. She moaned feeling his erection press against her core.

He growled against her lips, the sound rumbling through his chest. He broke the kiss only to trail his mouth down her neck, nipping and sucking at her skin. He knew he was leaving marks, but he didn't care. He wanted everyone to see that she was his. “J-Johnny” she moaned softly.

Johnny's mind finally snapped. He lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as he carried her over to the training room wall. He pressed her back against it, caging her in with his arms as he continued to kiss and bite at her neck. Y/n’s skin got hotter, like fire. She arched her back off the wall, rutting against the erection that was pressing against his black pants. She pulled his black headband off his forehead, making his blond locks messier.

Fuck. The combination of her arching against him and removing his headband completely undid him. He grabbed both of her wrists in one hand, pinning them above her head against the wall as he ground his hips against hers. “You should stop before I -”

Y/n gasped, her heart pounding as she stared into his blue eyes. “before you what?”

His breath hitched, chest rising and falling quickly. His usually controlled voice came out gravelly and thick. “Before I fuck you against this wall without any fucks to give about who might walk in” He thrust against her again for emphasis, making sure she could feel every inch of his hard cock.

“Maybe I don't have any fucks to give either,” her wrists twisted in his grip, desperate to touch him. “and no one is gonna walk in, unless you a few ghosts around here” y/n said softly, soaking through her panties just from even the slightest movement against her.

A pained groan left Johnny's lips as she spoke her desires aloud. He'd never wanted anyone more than he wanted her at that moment. He brought his face down to rest in the crook of her neck, inhaling her name like a prayer. His grip on her wrists tightened, and he let out a shaky breath. “You're so fucking wet for me, aren't you?” He ground against her again, feeling the heat and moisture through her clothes.

“Y-yes,” y/n's breath hitched, the clothes blocking them from each other made sexual frustration increase. “yes, sensei”

Johnny let out a strangled groan at her admission, his self-control crumbling by the second. With a swift movement, he released her wrists and grabbed the hem of her tank top, yanking it upwards impatiently. Once it was on the floor in a wrinkle mess, y/n took her opportunity to yanked the top of his gi the rest of the way open and pushed it off his shoulders. He let out a hiss as his gi fell to the floor, leaving him bare-chested. His abs clenched as she touched him, her small hands exploring his muscles. “Fuck”

Y/n leaned in and kissed just below his jaw then traveled south. Her hands gripped his shoulders. God, he was perfect. Her hands traveled down his shoulders and over his biceps. Y/n shuddered softly, brushing her fingers down his torso as her core throbbing against his erection.

His abs tightened with each touch, each kiss she placed on his body. He could feel her thighs squeezing his waist, her core rubbing against his dick. He growled softly, watching as her small hands mapped out his body like she was trying to memorize it. “Jesus”

His hands roamed up her sides, his fingers splaying out on her ribcage possessively. He looked down at her as she touched him, his blue eyes darkening with each passing second. He needed more. He hooked his fingers under the waistband of her shorts. Their eyes met and she quickly nodded, giving him the green light to undress her the rest of the way. With a sharp tug, Johnny ripped her shorts and panties down her legs, revealing her slick folds. He groaned lowly at the sight, drinking in every inch of newly exposed skin. His fingers trailed teasingly along her inner thigh, brushing achingly close to her dripping center.

“J-Johnny” she stuttered.

He looked up at her with hooded eyes, a smirk playing at his lips as he enjoyed the way she trembled under his touch. “What do you want, hmm?” His fingers continued their maddening trail up her thigh. “Want me to touch your perfect little pussy?”

“Y-yes” y/n shuddered desperately, her head tilting back against the wall and squeezing his biceps to ground herself.

His smirk turned dangerous. He loved watching her like this - needy, breathless, practically begging for his touch. He paused, his first two fingers barely touching you, his voice dropped. “‘yes’ what?”

“Y-yes, sensei” she whimpered desperately.

His smirk widened wolfishly. “You want my fingers inside you?” He dragged his fingers through her folds softly, teasingly. He watched her chest rise and fall rapidly, his voice dropped lower, almost unrecognizable. “Answer me”

“Yes, sensei,” y/n shuddered, rutting her hips against his hand. “p-please”

With a low growl of approval, Johnny thrust two fingers deep inside her, curling them upwards to hit her g-spot. Y/n gasped, gripping his biceps and pressed her back against the wall for Leverage. He began to pump them in and out slowly, his thumb circling her clit in tight circles. His other hand gripped her hip tightly, keeping her in place.

“Oh, shit” she shuddered, staring into his blue eyes.

Johnny's pupils dilated as he watched her response, a shudder of pleasure running through him at her helpless gasps and moans. He increased the pressure and speed of his fingers, angling them to stroke her inner walls just right. His thumb pressed harder on her clit, determined to drive her wild.

“J-Johnny!”

His name on her lips sent a jolt of desire straight to his cock. He could feel her inner walls clenching around his fingers, her body responding beautifully to his touch. He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. “That's it, baby. Let go for me”

Breathlessly moans left her lips uncontrollably. Johnny could feel her tightening around his fingers, her moans growing louder and more desperate. She was close, and fuck if that didn't make him harder. He pressed his thumb down firmly on her clit as his fingers curled up sharply inside her. “Come on my fingers”

Y/n gasped, the knot in her stomach snapping. He groaned deeply, feeling her orgasm pulse around his fingers. He continued to move them slowly inside her, drawing out every last wave of pleasure. His thumb gently rubbed her clit, coaxing more moans from her lips. He pressed his forehead against hers, his breath ragged. His name left her lips in that broken, satisfied whisper, destroying any remaining self-control he had. His voice came out thick and heated. “Fuck, you're beautiful when you come apart like that” He slowly withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his lips and sucking them clean.

Y/n shuddered, her heart pounding as she caught her breath. He watched her intently, his eyes never leaving hers as he sucked the last of her juices from his fingers. He could feel his cock throbbing, aching to be inside her. But he wanted to draw this out, to savor every moment. “You taste so fucking sweet”

“I need you” she mumbled.

Johnny smirked at her desperate plea. He quickly pushed his pants down just enough to free his hard length. He lifted one of her legs up against his hip, wrapping it around his waist as he pressed her back against the wall. “Is this what you need, baby?”

Y/n whimpered desperately. “p-please”

Johnny couldn't take it anymore. He positioned the head of his cock at her entrance, feeling her wetness coat him. With one swift thrust, he buried himself deep inside her. Y/n's head fell back in pleasure, digging her nails into his back as they both moaned loudly, the sensation overwhelming. “Fuck” He groaned, his voice strained with pleasure.

Johnny hissed sharply from the pleasurable sting of her nails, his hips jerking involuntarily as he sank even deeper. He could feel every tight, wet inch of her surrounding him, clinging to him. His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging in as he fought for control.

Y/n tugged at his hair, raising her hips and wrapping her other leg around his waist, making Johnny's eyes rolled back as he sank deeper. He started moving his hips, thrusting into her with deep, powerful strokes. The position had him hitting that spot inside her with every thrust, making her cry out and claw at his back.

“Oh, shit,” y/n cried out. “right there”

Johnny's lips curled into a smug smirk against her neck as he felt her tighten around him, hitting that spot perfectly with each thrust. He knew exactly where to hit to make her fall apart. He wrapped his arms around her legs, holding them up and spreading her wider. "Right here, baby?”

“Yes!”

Johnny's pace became relentless, his hips snapping forward with brutal precision as he pounded into her, over and over. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, mixed with their loud moans and cries. “Take it, take my fucking cock like a good girl”

“Yes, sensei” y/n whimpered, her head falling forward against his shoulder. Her moans muffled as she bit down on his skin, making Johnny groan. The sensation of her teeth on his skin sending a jolt of pleasure straight to his cock.

He loved how she submitted to him, how she took every inch of him without hesitation. “Fucking hell” he grunted, his thrusts becoming even more ferocious.

“I'm close” y/n shuddered, her breathing getting heavier.

Johnny could feel her body tensing around him, her inner walls clenching tightly as she approached her climax. He knew she was close, and he wanted to push her over the edge. He adjusted his angle slightly, hitting that sweet spot even more intensely with each thrust. “Come on, baby.”

Y/n reached the edge unexpectedly, letting all her nerves relax as her vision became stary and blurred, her legs tighten around his hips and her nails bit into his biceps, Johnny watched her eyes roll back for the immense pleasure while her head fell back against the wall. Her orgasm washed over her, loud moans and pants were coming out from her mouth.

Johnny's eyes never left hers as she completely unraveled. He could feel her entire body convulsing around him, her pussy contracting so tightly it was like a vice around his throbbing length. “Fuck, Johnny” y/n moaned softly and breathlessly.

He wrapped his arms around her legs again, pulling them even higher and wider as he continued to pound into her convulsing body. He was chasing his own release. “Look at me”

Y/n gulped, staring into his blue eyes, he pupils blown. Johnny stared intensely into her dazed eyes, his hips never stopping their relentless rhythm. He could feel his orgasm building, his cock throbbing violently inside her, but he held back, focused solely on bringing her to the peak again. "You're so fucking gorgeous when you come undone like this,”

Y/n buryed her face into his neck, muffling her moans. He felt her body shudder violently against him, her muffled moans vibrating against his neck as she came undone for the second time. It was too much. He couldn't hold back any longer. With a deep, animalistic groan, Johnny finally let go, his cock pulsing violently as he erupted inside her. His hips jerked forward uncontrollably, emptying himself in powerful spurts. He dug his fingers into her hips, holding her flush against him as waves of intense pleasure crashed over him.

“F-fuck!”

He buried his face into her neck, his breathing hot and heavy as he rode out the aftershocks of his release. He could feel her trembling beneath him, still sensitive and shuddering from her own release. He nuzzled against her neck, inhaling her scent deeply. Slowly pulling back to look at her face, his eyes filled with a mix of possessiveness and tenderness. He was still inside her, not ready to break their connection yet. One hand gently cupped her cheek, thumb brushing across her swollen lips. “Jesus Christ”

Y/n shuddered softly, catching her breath as Johnny studied her face, taking in the flushed skin, the glassy eyes, the swollen lips. He leaned in, pressing a soft, gentle kiss to her mouth. It was a stark contrast to the rough, passionate kisses they had shared earlier. This one was filled with affection and reverence.

“Thanks for the lesson, sensei” y/n joked softly, smirking lazily as carded her fingers through his messy hair.

He chuckled softly against her lips, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “The pleasure was all mine, actually” He pressed another quick kiss to her lips before slowly pulling out, making them both gasp at the sensitive contact.

Johnny groaned softly, the slick friction sending little sparks of pleasure through his oversensitive cock. He set her gently down on shaky legs, keeping one arm securely around her waist. “Easy there,” he murmured, grinning at her unsteady stance.

“I'm good”

He stepped back to admire his handiwork, his gaze roaming over her flushed skin and swollen lips. A satisfied smirk played on his lips as he took in her disheveled appearance. “You look thoroughly fucked” he said approvingly.

“I feel thoroughly fucked”

Johnny laughs softly, catching her face in his hands “And you loved every fucking minute of it, didn't you?” His thumbs traced her swollen lower lip “Those pretty legs are probably going to feel this tomorrow.” He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“Totally worth it” she smiled lazily.

He smiled softly, his heart skipping a beat at her words. He felt a strange warmth spread through his chest, something he hadn't felt in a long time. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. “You're amazing,” he laughs softly “Fucking amazing”

He chuckled softly, his breath warm against her skin as he buried his face in her neck, inhaling her scent. He felt content and surprisingly gentle towards her, a side of him he hadn't shown anyone in a long time. “Come on,” he murmured.

“Come on, what?” she asked softly.

He pulled back to look at her, his eyes soft and warm “Let's get cleaned up and order some food. I'm fucking starving,” He grinned, giving her a playful smack on the ass. “And then maybe we can do this again, hmm?”

“definitely do this again”

He laughed, the sound rich and deep as he wrapped his arms around her protectively. “definitely” He felt a sense of ease and comfort with her that he hadn't experienced with anyone else. He couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness and contentment. He had found something special with her, something he hadn't even known he was missing.

#Johnny Lawrence #Johnny Lawrence smut #Johnny Lawrence imagines #Cobra Kai smut #Cobra Kai imagines #johnny lawrence x reader #Sensei Lawrence x reader #Sensei Lawrence smut #Daniel LaRusso x reader #Daniel LaRusso #Spotify

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extinctlesspains · 6 months ago

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He's too fine😮‍💨

I AM DONE TRYING TO HIDE MY OBSESSION WITH LEWIS TAN/SENSEI WOLF

HE'S FUCKING FINEEEE LIKE... THE THINGS I WOULD LET THIS MAN DO. WOOF WOOF...DOES HE NEED A DOG?! 😓 I WANNA BE MRS. SENSEI WOLF 😭

#cobra kai #cobra kai x reader #karate kid #karatekidxreader #miguel diaz #robby keene #daniel larusso #kwon cobra kai #johnny lawrence #kwon jae sung #sensei wolf #sensei wolf Cobra Kai #lewis tan

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cobra-wives · 2 months ago

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no such thing as bad publicity!

#this may or may not be inspired by a certain pre season 4 fic with a similar premise LOL #if anyone can guess youre an og (or in my case an og lurker)#keenry #silverwolf #lawrusso #cobra kai #doodles #comics #terry silver #daniel larusso #johnny lawrence #robby keene #tory nichols #cobra kai season 6 #sensei wolf #…what a fumble of tags GSHDJSJSJD

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kezdispenser · 3 months ago

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FIERCE ALLEGIANCE

18+!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chapter 6: Almost Honest

Summary: Y/N, a Miyagi-Do student, accidentally walks into Sensei Wolf’s training room during the Sekai Taikai. She watches him train, captivated by his raw and aggressive style. When he notices her, he doesn’t mind the intrusion, and their brief exchange leaves her intrigued. As she leaves, she’s left wondering about the man behind his cold, egotistical exterior.

They sank into the sheets, lips never breaking apart. She could taste the sweat on his skin, smell his scent in the fabric of the sheets. She’d been holding herself back for weeks now, and to finally be able to let go of all that tension was a relief unlike any other.

His hands gripped her hips as his tongue slipped out to lick her bottom lip. His mouth pulled away from hers, moving to suck the skin at her neck. She shivered and pushed him onto his back. His fingers left her hips to trace up the hem of her t-shirt before slipping it up her body.

It was like he wanted to see every part of her, to make sure that she was real and she wasn’t just an illusion. His hands never stopped moving, even as she lifted her shirt over her head. He ran his fingers up her spine and down over the swell of her breasts, only stopping when he reached the waistband of her shorts. She gasped as he pushed them down, throwing them to the corner of the room.

He reached up and wrapped an arm around her waist, pushing her back down into the bed and rolling their bodies until she was flat on her back with him on top of her. He leaned down and kissed her again, moving his mouth to her cheek and jawline.

When he finally pulled his lips from her skin, he met her gaze. She was sure she could see the conflict in his eyes, the way he was torn between pushing her away and pulling her closer. He ran a hand through her hair, gripping a handful and tilting her head back, forcing her to keep her eyes on him.

“I never thought I’d see the day,” he spoke softly, the words echoing through her mind. She didn’t know what to say in response, so she just shook her head, letting his words sink in.

“Shouldn’t be doing this,” he whispered.

“Do it anyway,” she urged.

He didn’t respond with words. He moved his lips down her throat to her breasts. His tongue traced over the swell, sucking each nipple into his mouth. She moaned at the touch, running her hands through his hair.

His mouth traveled down her stomach to her panties. He pulled them off and slipped a hand between her legs. She gasped at his touch, her thighs spreading wider. Her mind went blank, unable to focus on anything but his fingers. She came quick and hard, her nails biting into his skin. He didn’t stop until she was done shaking.

He leaned down, kissing her deeply. She reached up and ran her hands over his shoulders, down his chest. She pulled back just enough to reach for the waistband of his shorts. She tugged them off, her fingers moving to the elastic band of his boxers. She pushed them off and took him in her hand, stroking up and down. He groaned into her ear as he rolled a condom down his length.

She spread her thighs, inviting him inside. He pushed into her slowly, her muscles tightening around him as he went deeper. She gasped when he finally bottomed out. He held still for a second before starting to move his hips.

The pace was slow at first, almost like he was teasing her. She moaned as she wrapped her legs around his waist. His arm slipped underneath her, his hand gripping her ass. The angle allowed him to hit new places that made her gasp. He picked up his pace, his thrusts coming harder and faster.

“Fuck, Wolf,” she gasped. His arm wrapped underneath her, lifting her hips off the mattress. She felt her orgasm building, her whole body tingling with the anticipation.

He picked up the pace, moving harder and faster. Her fingers gripped the sheets as he fucked her through the wave of her orgasm.

It rolled through her, starting at her core and moving outward. She clenched around him, her head falling back onto the pillows. His hips stilled, but only for a second. He picked up the rhythm again, the pace faster now, almost brutal in its intensity. She moaned, her legs shaking as she took everything he was giving her.

She felt his body tense above her, and his hips stuttered through one last thrust before he came. He collapsed on top of her, both of them struggling to catch their breaths. The sheet was soaked with sweat, sticking to their skin.

Her body was still shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm.

He rolled onto his side and pulled her into his arms, her back to his chest. He slipped an arm underneath the pillow to support her neck. They were both silent for a minute, letting their breathing even out.

The room was quiet except for the soft sound of their breathing. The city lights filtered through the curtains, casting long shadows across the bed.

Y/N lay on her back, still trying to process everything that had just happened, every sensation still burning inside her. She couldn’t focus—couldn’t think about anything except the fact that she was lying beside him, so close, and yet everything felt so complicated.

Wolf’s gaze was unwavering as he watched her, his chest rising and falling with every breath. He was waiting for something—waiting for her to break the silence.

Finally, his voice cut through the quiet.

"Why did you decide to come here tonight?"

Y/N didn’t even think twice. She didn’t have to. She reached out, her hand gently caressing the side of his face as she leaned a little closer, her lips brushing against his ear when she spoke.

"I couldn’t stop thinking about you." Her thumb ran across the rough stubble on his chin, the intimacy of the moment hitting her like a wave. "I needed this. You"

He didn’t pull away. Didn’t flinch. His eyes darkened, but he was still waiting for more.

"What about your senseis?" he asked, his voice low, challenging her.

Y/N sighed softly, her breath catching as she allowed herself to relax against him. She reached out again, her hand now resting gently on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her fingertips.

"Right now, it doesn’t matter." She met his gaze, her voice quiet but firm. "I can’t tell them anything. And I won’t."

Wolf’s jaw tightened, his gaze shifting over her face as if searching for some deeper meaning.

She didn’t back down.

"Because I want to believe that you’re a good person." Her words were barely above a whisper, but they hung in the air like a promise. "And I can’t ask you to stop working for Silver, because you won’t listen."

Wolf let out a low chuckle, the sound dry and almost mocking. "Smart girl," he muttered, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Y/N moved closer, her lips now brushing against his jawline as she spoke again. "But I can ask you to keep this between us." Her fingers grazed his neck lightly, feeling the pulse there. "Don’t tell Silver a thing."

The tension in the room shifted. Wolf’s eyes locked onto hers, and for a moment, it was like everything in the world stopped. The silence stretched between them, thick and heavy.

Without warning, Wolf’s hand slid around her waist, pulling her closer, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that was slow at first—tender, searching. But the moment their mouths met, the urgency was undeniable. He deepened the kiss, pushing her back gently into the pillows as his body hovered over hers, the weight of everything they’d said and done pressing down on them both.

When he finally pulled back, both of them breathless, he leaned in again, his forehead resting against hers, his breath warm against her skin.

"Alright, mi ruina," he murmured, his voice softer now—like a promise. "It’s just between us."

Y/N slipped into her clothes, her body still humming with everything that had just happened. As her hand reached for the door, she felt his eyes on her, like a pull she couldn’t resist.

Wolf was standing now, his gaze intense, his presence filling the room. Y/N stopped, her heart racing, and walked back to him. She cupped his face gently, her thumb brushing his jaw. Without another thought, she kissed him—soft, slow, searching.

Wolf’s hand found her back, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss. But when they broke apart, neither of them spoke, just stood there, breathless, as the weight of the moment pressed in.

Y/N pulled away, but just before leaving, she kissed him one last time. With that, she walked out of the room, leaving the air between them thick with everything unsaid.

As she walked back, she realized that she was attached to him, she realized that she wanted to be with him despite the warning from Daniel and the fact that he was working with Silver, but he wouldn't do anything to ruin what they had, right? right?

The hotel lobby was buzzing with conversation, but the moment Johnny and Miguel walked in, the energy shifted. Whatever sense of ease had come with the day off was gone.

Everyone gathered quickly, listening as Johnny and Miguel laid everything out—Silver’s plans weren’t just about winning. He wanted total domination, and with Wolf in his corner, he had the perfect weapon.

Y/N stood still, absorbing every word. She knew Wolf was dangerous. Knew he wasn’t like the other senseis they’d faced. But hearing how deep his ties to Silver ran made her stomach twist.

Daniel had been quiet the entire time, his gaze flickering to Y/N now and then. And when Johnny finally finished talking, Daniel exhaled and spoke.

“Johnny, Miguel. Come with me.” Then, after a pause, his eyes landed on her. “Y/N, you too.”

The three followed him down the hall, away from everyone else. The moment the door shut behind them, Daniel turned to face Johnny and Miguel, his expression tense.

“There’s something you need to know.” His voice was serious, but his eyes went straight to Y/N. “Before Y/N knew who Wolf was— I caught them.” Miguel frowned. “Caught them?” Daniel’s jaw tightened. “Making out. In the locker room.”

Johnny’s head snapped toward Y/N so fast it was a miracle he didn’t strain something. “You were making out with that asshole?” Y/N clenched her jaw, her arms crossing over her chest. “I didn’t know who he was, Johnny.”

Miguel looked between them, processing. His mouth opened, then closed, then opened again. “Wait—how—what��” He turned to Daniel. “You saw them?” Daniel nodded grimly. “It was after we went to the hotel. After we saw Wolf with Silver.” His voice softened, just slightly. “She didn’t know.”

Johnny ran a hand down his face. “God, Y/N…” His voice wasn’t angry, just… disappointed. That hurt worse. Miguel let out a breath, shaking his head. “Shit.” “I told you because you two should hear it from me,” Daniel said, looking at Johnny, then Miguel. “But she already knows the truth about him now.” Johnny sighed. “Alright. I need a minute with her.”

Daniel nodded, glancing at Y/N once before stepping away. Miguel lingered, eyes searching hers, but he followed Daniel out, leaving her alone with Johnny. Silence stretched between them for a long moment before Johnny finally spoke. “Y/N.” His voice was softer now, but still firm. “You gotta tell me—what the hell were you thinking?”

She scoffed, rolling her eyes. “I wasn’t thinking, Johnny. I didn’t know who he was, and—” She shook her head, frustrated. “I don’t even know how to explain it. It just happened.”

Johnny sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, well, it can’t happen again.” Y/N didn’t respond right away. Johnny exhaled sharply. “Look, I get it. Wolf’s got that whole brooding, bad-boy thing going on. But you know who he is now. You know what he’s doing.”

Y/N clenched her jaw, looking away. “I care about you, kid,” Johnny continued, voice softer now. “I don’t wanna see you get caught up in something that’s just gonna end with you getting hurt.”

Y/N swallowed, her throat tight. “I know.” Johnny studied her for a moment, then nodded. “Alright. Good talk.” He patted her shoulder before stepping back. “Miguel’s probably gonna wanna talk to you next.”

And sure enough, as soon as Johnny left, Miguel stepped in. His expression was harder to read—less disappointment, more confusion. He sighed. “You and Wolf?” Y/N groaned. “Are we really doing this again?” Miguel just stared at her. “You kissed him.”

Y/N hesitated, then nodded. “Yeah.” Miguel exhaled. “I just don’t get it, Y/N. Why?” She ran a hand through her hair. “I don’t know. It just… happened.” Miguel frowned. “Yeah, well, he’s working with Silver. You know that, right?” “Yes, Miguel,” she snapped. “I know that.”

Miguel watched her, something unreadable in his expression. Then, finally, he just sighed. “Just… be careful, okay?” Y/N nodded. Miguel hesitated, like he wanted to say more, but in the end, he just turned and left. And for the first time that day, Y/N was alone.

Back in their hotel room, Y/N barely had time to sit before Devon turned to her, arms crossed. “Alright, spill. What did Sensei LaRusso, Sensei Lawrence, and Miguel want?” Sam, lounging on her bed, looked up from her phone. “Yeah, what was that about?” Y/N sighed, rubbing her face. “They found out.”

Devon frowned. “Found out what?” Y/N hesitated, then exhaled. “That I kissed Wolf.” Silence. Devon blinked. “You what?” Sam sat up straighter, eyes narrowing. “Wait. When?”

Y/N shifted uncomfortably. “Before we knew who he was. Before I knew.” Devon stared at her. “And Sensei LaRusso told Sensei Lawrence and Miguel?” Y/N nodded. “Yeah. Caught us in the locker room.”

Sam’s brows shot up. “My dad walked in on you making out with Sensei Wolf?” Y/N groaned. “Can we not say it like that?” Devon leaned forward. “Damn. No wonder they pulled you aside.” Sam tilted her head. “So… that’s it, right? It was before you knew. End of story?” Y/N didn’t hesitate. “Yeah. That’s it.”

Devon studied her, then nodded. “Alright. But damn, girl.”

Sam sighed. “Well, at least it’s out now.”

Y/N forced a small smile. “Yeah. At least it’s out.”

But she didn’t tell them everything.

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A/N: Wasn't planning on posting this today but i was scared i'd lose it so here it is, and i'll post again tomorrow, have a massive exam coming up.

#sensei wolf #sensei wolf x reader #for myself and my 2 3 sensei wolf girlies jdjfksks #cobra kai #miyagi do #iron dragons #johnny lawrence #miguel diaz

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miriadalia · 5 months ago

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Choose your Christmas table Cobra Kai edition

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queencobrachannel · 3 months ago

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youtube

#youtube #cobra kai #cobrakai #cobrakaiedit #ck edit #sensei johnny lawrence #johnny lawrence #william zabka

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itsnesss · 6 months ago

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𑁥౿ ⊹‧₊˚ MASTERLIST

𝐂𝐨𝐛𝐫𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐢

┈─ I will only write:

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fluff, angst, explicit content +18!! ⚠︎ minors don't interact

fem! reader

Axel Kovacevic

𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 OO1 ⚠︎. OO2.

𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐚

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Miguel Diaz

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𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲

𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲

𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 ⚠︎

𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐣𝐢𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐧

𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲

𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬

Robby Keene

𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⚠︎

𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 ⚠︎

𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞

𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 ⚠︎

𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐝 ⚠︎

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭

𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 ⚠︎

𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 (sister!reader)

𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 & miguel diaz

Kwon Jae-Sung

𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⚠︎

𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 ⚠︎

𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧

𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲

𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭

𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞

𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬

𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 ⚠︎

𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮… 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧

Eli Moskowitz "Hawk"

𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 ⚠︎

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧

𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⚠︎

𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 ⚠︎

Sensei Wolf

𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 ⚠︎

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Tory Nichols

𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 ⚠︎

Sam Larusso

𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⚠︎

Daniel Larusso

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ⚠︎

Johnny Lawrence

𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐬 ⚠︎

Anthony Larusso

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 ⚠︎

𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞

𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐲

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⚠︎

𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ⚠︎

Yoon Do-Jin

𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 ⚠︎

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭

Kenny Payne

𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 ⚠︎

Yasmine

𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 ⚠︎

Demetri

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 ⚠︎

Kim Da-Eun

𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 ⚠︎

Terry Silver

𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 ⚠︎

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐭 ⚠︎

Maria Alvarez

𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐚

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