#shoutout to my baby brother for standing still as i bent his arms in every direction to get the Vision right

[rusquared]

string of fate

[mrs-takami-keigo]

Never

NEVER |Natsuo x Fem!Reader

This is my contribution to the BNHArem server Collab. My first collab with this amazing group of people and my first time writing Natsuo. The theme this month was APOCALYPSE! You can find all other characters written by amazing authors here. Also huge shoutout to @thisisthehardestthing for helping me edit this monster!

Description: Natsuo awoke to a new world a different kind of world. Streets were desolate and bare, there was nothing left for him, until he met you.

Warnings: Explicit! 18+, oral (giving/receiving), unprotected sex, blood, violence, death and mentions of abuse.

Word count: 9.4k

“Cryogenic chamber four hundred and twenty now opening.”

The sound of a metal door opening echoed throughout the desolate underground bunker. Grey eyes opened, his vision blurry, mind fuzzy as he tried to take a staggering step forward. Natsuo could feel his stiff muscles stretch with each baby step he took.

Stumbling over his feet, Natsuo leaned on the edge of the door as his left hand reached across him to grab hold of the sleeping chamber. He closed his eyes as he tried to remember where he was and how he got there.

The only thing that came to mind was how he was in class, and then the sound of people panicking, screaming and running as they ran for shelter, himself included. The more he tried to think about it the stronger his raging headache grew. Gathering his strength, he pushed himself off from his leaning post, the first thing he had to do was get out of this cold, underground maze.

“Hello?!” With all the time he had spent searching every hallway and corridor he hadn’t seen a single person. “How the fuck could I be the only person here?”

Making a right Natsuo stopped, he couldn’t believe it he finally found an exit! If he was to get outside he was for sure going to see other people. Gathering up what little energy he had, Natsuo started to run to the giant metal door that had the word ‘EXIT’ written above it in bright red letters.

As he ran all he could think about was his family. Were they okay? Are they still living? And what exactly happened that day? Finally, he reached the door. He placed both of his hands on the cold metal and with his eyes closed, he pushed it open. The feeling of the sun on his body made Natsuo’s eyes open. When he first entered the bunker it was on campus, near the auditorium. So when his vision cleared that’s what he was expecting to see: his beautiful campus. Natsuo felt his mouth go dry and his throat close up, his school was left in shambles. Buildings had moss and vines growing on the sides of them, windows busted, some of the building was missing. Taking shaky steps, he wondered around the area, it all looked like ancient ruins.

“How did this happen?” His voice was nothing short of a whisper.

Everything looked as if it was from every zombie apocalypse movie he’d ever seen. There was no way this was real, this had to be one of his nightmares. He could feel his heart race as panic started to rise in his body. Natsuo felt as though he couldn’t breath, like something was pushing down on his chest.

He heard the leaves of the overgrown bush behind him start to shake.

“Hello?! Is someone there?! Please, I don’t know what’s going on. Can you help me?!”

The desperation in his voice was evident but the bush said nothing back. There was an eerie silence, a chill ran down his spine. Something was telling him to run and get the hell out of there. But his legs never got the message. They were firmly planted on the ground, trembling.

The next few moments happened in slow motion before his eyes. A giant, dark green hand pushed through the branches allowing it to open up, making an opening for the monster to step out. Natsuo took a shaky step back as the monster stood tall revealing its true height. It had to have been at least seven feet tall, skin a dark green with scar marking all over it. It had the face of a person but the only things missing were it’s eyes. The giant monster had its nose turned up as if he was sniffing.

“I can smell your fear boy, you’re terrified.” It’s voice was like a deep grumble. With two large steps, it stalked closer to Natsuo. “It’s been a while since I’ve smelt pure fear like this. You must have just woken up, meaning there is a bunker here somewhere.”

The monster was practically on top of him at this point. Natsou’s mind screamed for him to move but he couldn’t, sheer terror of the situation had taken over his body.

“Tell me, boy, were there others with you? You se,, me and my comrades haven’t had a proper meal in days now. And I would rather keep you as a meal for myself than share.”

Natsuo’s eyes widened when the monster mentioned meal.

‘It’s gonna eat me? No! No I can’t let it!’ Clenching his jaw and fists, he gathered up the last of his energy to make a break for it. Turning over his should,r, Natsuo ran, thank god he was a health and wellne major s kept his body in shape. He had to get outta there, he had to find help.

“Someone please help me! It’s gonna eat me please! Anybody!”

“Your words are useless out here boy! Just accept your fate already!” The monster was right on Natsuo’s heels.

Closing his eyes, Natsuo pushed his legs to run faster. He had to find a weapon, anything to hit this thing with, or he was done for. Glancing over the ground, the man searched for something, to his right he spotted a broken piece of railing that was used for the stairs. He now just had to find the strength to get to it before that thing had a chance to wrap it’s giant hands around him.

The loud thuds of the monster's steps got louder, meaning he had to be right behind Natsuo. Looking over his should, he watched as the green giant swung his arm forward, ready to snatch him. Flinging himself forwards, Natsuo dodged the monster by the skin of his teeth. Skidding across the hard concrete that had shattered pieces of glass from the building near it, Natsuo grabbed the pipe in his hand. With the adrenaline pumping through his veins, his body never fully registered the sharp shards of glass that were embedded in his skin. The metal pipe firmly grasped in his right hand as stood , his breath hard due to the running and fear that still weighed heavy in his chest.

“I have to give it to you boy, you sure are gutsy. But that fear, I can still smell it.” The monster started to drool long black tongue hanging out of his mouth as if he were a dog.

“I could taste it now, your skin breaking as my teeth sink in. Judging by how fast and how long we were running I’m assuming you are athletic, yes? That means you have fine lean meat!” Natsuo’s body couldn’t stop shaking. Was this how he dies? “I won’t even cook you boy, oh no. I want to hear your screams as I tear into you!”

“No.” His voice was nothing more than a whisper. “This isn’t how I’m going to die! I’ve lived through too much fucking shit to die by your hands!”A bellowing laugh ripped through the monster at his words. “If you haven’t noticed boy, there i nowhere left for you to run! You drove yourself into a dead end!”

Looking around, Natsuo felt his resolve leave his body. He was so focused on finding a weapon that he didn’t even notice his surroundings. How was he going to get out of this? Of all the fucked up ways to die. Natsuo started to laugh, it started off slow but as he kept laughing, it built up to a manic

“Well, ain’t this some funny shit.” His stoic grey eyes looked at the monster in front of him. He felt like a child again, the monster in front of him gave him the same feeling his father did. His body trembling, heart racing, was he just going to stand here and let this thing eat him or was he going to do something about? Hand tightening around the pole he made up his mind.

“I won’t go out like this, bastard, you hear me!? I’m not that scared little boy anymore!” He lunged for the monster, holding the pipe like a baseball bat.

Closing his eyes and screaming Natsuo started to swat the monster. He didn’t know if it was going to do any damage, but he wasn’t going to just sit there and die. He had to fight back. He felt the weapon make contact with the side of the beast but nothing happened.

“I must say, I do admire your spirit boy, but did you think that would do anything?” Natsuo opened his eyes to see that the metal pipe had bent around the monster.

“No...” The pipe fell out of his trembling hands. He was going to die. This was it for him, he was about to get eaten alive. The beast wrapped it’s large hand around Natsuo’s body lifting him off the ground.

“I’m gonna thoroughly enjoy this, boy.” The monster opened his mouth, strings of saliva formed, drool dripped down the sides.

His brothers, sister and mother flashed through his mind. A small smile graced his lips and his eyes closed, the thought that if they were dead, he would be able to see them. He wouldn’t be alone.

His thoughts were cut short when he heard the monster choke. Soon, he felt a warm liquid spray across his face.

‘What the hell is this?’ He felt himselffall forward. The body of the monster crashed to the ground, it’s grip loosening on Natsuo’s body, allowing him to escape from his clutches. Scrambling on the ground, Natsuo backed as far as he possibly could, soft whimpers coming from him. His back hit what he figured was a wall, his mind too frantic to think. His eyes were still coated with that warm liquid so he couldn’t see. The sound of glass crushing beneath a pair of feet caught his attention.

“Please I don’t want to die yet.”“Shh.” It was a woman's voice. “Just be quiet, you’re not gonna die, not today at least.”

He could feel your presence right in front of him as you squatted down in front of him. Going through your backpack, you grabbed a bottle of water and a towel.

“I’m going to pour some water on your eyes, okay?”

You watched as he nodded his head. You heard him calling out for people, but as you were about to call back that’s when you saw the alien step from the bushes.

Pouring the water down his face you watched as the yellow blood started to mix with the water, sliding down. Taking the soft towel you gently wiped his eyes and skin.

“Try to open your eyes slowly for me.” He seemed to be a bit more calm now but still on edge, and you didn’t blame him. From what you knew everyone that had gone to the bunkers were already awake so why did it take him so long to wake up?

Natsuo’s vision was blurry at first but he could make out the silhouette of your figure in front of him. Blinking a few times, his vision became clearer and so did you. You had black combat boots on with black cargo pants. The top you had on looked like it once used to be a long leather trench coat but you ripped the sleeves off and a belt keeping the top part of it closed. Metal arm guards were wrapped around your forearms protecting the exposed body part. He could see what he assumed to be the hilts of two swords sticking out from behind your shoulders. Natsuo had expected you to have dirt all over your face and hair a greasy mess, but it seemed like you were able to take care of yourself.

“Can you see alright?” You waved your hands in front of his face. His grey eyes were void of many emotions not that you could blame him, he was about to be eaten alive.

“Yeah, I can see fine. Who are you?”

“We can exchange pleasantries later, right now we have to go. I’m sure his buddies can smell his blood and are already on their way here.” Natsuo looked around you to see the monster had been split in half all the way down to it’s chest, yellow goo spilled out of it, pooling around it.

You grabbed him by the hand hoisting him up to his feet, before running. You had to get out of there. If your hunch was right there would be about five aliens with the other one. You had plenty of odds stacked against you, the man behind you was defenseless and still confused and there was no way you could take them all on your own.

“My camp isn’t far from here, just keep running okay?” You looked behind you to make sure he heard you. With a small nod of his head Natsuo picked up his speed. This was going to be his life now, he just hoped his family didn’t have to endure this hell on earth. “Natsuo to your left!” You had just slit the throat of an alien only to see two of them running straight for your partner.

“Bring it on, you son of a bitch.” Quickly he grabbed the two guns that were in its holsters strapped on either side of his body. Taking aim, he shot them both off, watching as the small bullets soared through the air before hitting their target.

You watched as his two accurate shots hit the aliens right in the middle of their foreheads. The giant beings stopped mid run, falling to the ground with a giant thud on the floor of the building. Looking back to where those shots originated, you saw Natsuo put the guns back in his holster. You felt a wave of pride rush through you. To think, this was the same man you met almost a year ago.

After saving him from the alien after he woke up you took him to your camp where you answered all his questions. It was then you figured out that he had been in the cryogenic chambers for almost five years since the aliens raided earth.

He had asked you to train him, help him survive this hell and help find his family. You were a lone wolf so why had you agreed to do this stupid mission? You had no idea, there was something about him and you wanted to know what.

“Do you always have to be flashy when killing those fuckers?” His stern voice brought you out of your thoughts.

“Excuse me? I’m an assassin, sir, that means I have to do it as quickly and as quietly as I can. So if that requires me to do a few acrobatic moves then so be it.” You wiped the yellow blood off your blades on the body of the alien you had taken down. Moving your arms behind you, you put the swords back in their sheaths that were strapped to your back.

“How come you never use those moves on me?” You felt him wrap his strong arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. His dark green clad leg was between yours, chiseled chest pressed against you. You could smell his natural musk as it hit your senses. The tight black turtleneck he wore did nothing to hide his body from you. The leather holster he had not only held his guns but also showed off his broad shoulders.

Natsuo already had a great physique before you trained him. After killing these things for almost a year and your training, he was built like a God.

“Get your hands off of me, you scoundrel.” You placed your hands on his chest shoving him away. Your partnership with the man started to go to a different level about a few weeks ago. There was no doubt you were attracted to him and he was sure as hell attracted to you. He’s made that point very well known but you were always hesitant when it came to taking it there.

You only had each other, what if it didn’t work out? Then what if you break up and you’re all alone again? Or worse what if he dies or you die, then what? How were you supposed to carry on? You were so lost in your worries, you didn’t notice Natsuo come close to you again, his calloused hands cupping your face making you look at him.

“Look at me, snowflake.” Your eyes met his warm grey ones. God, those eyes, they always did something to you. You’ll never forget the first time he opened them when you saved him. The way his terrified eyes softened when he finally saw you, it made your heart do things it hadn’t done in years.

“I already know what you’re thinking. I would never leave you no matter what, you hear me?” He grabbed your hand placing it over his heart. “The only reason my heart is beating, the only reason, I’m breathing today, is because of you.”

You could feel your breath hitch in your throat, tears gathering in the corner of your eyes. This man can come off as an arrogant elite but you knew he was the most caring and loving person you’ve ever met. Natsuo had told you about his past life with his insufferable abusive father, Enji. The horrors that man put his family through and how he used his money and power to keep people quiet. He even had the police wrapped around his finger, it made your blood boil.

“Natsuo.” You leaned into his touch. “I just get scared is all. What if you die?”

“I won’t die sno-“

“Come on Natsuo look at where we are?!” You didn’t mean to yell at him but the fear of losing him took over you. “We are surrounded by blood and corpses of humans and aliens. We’ve been lucky so far but that’s bound to run out! The world we live in, it’s inevitable, we’re going to die!”

The tears never stopped falling from your eyes. Natsuo never stopped looking at you, never showed an ounce of anger.

“Listen to me cause I’m only going to say it one more time.” He bent down so his lips were close to yours, “I will never leave you.” With each word, he pressed his chapped lips on your face, first was your forehead, then he moved to your right cheek, followed by the left one, the salty taste of your tears on his lips. When he said ‘leave’, he kissed the tip of your nose before finally reaching your lips.

You’ve shared many kisses with him by now but this one was different. He was trying to make you understand that no matter what happens he would be there to protect you, to love you.

Breaking away, Natsuo placed his forehead on yours.

“Come on we still have to secure the building, make sure nothing else is in here with us, okay?” You closed your eyes, nodding your head. He was right. We just have to focus on the now and right now, he was here. His heart beating under your hand.

“That’s my girl.” He gave you a swift peck on your lips before he walked away from you, going up the stairs of the abandoned office building to check the second floor while you finished checking out the first. After about two hours, you and Natsuo had secured the building setting up traps at the entrance to alert you if something were to try to get in. But not before you disposed of the bodies in the building humans and aliens alike. Over years of dealing with the aliens, you realized if you burnt the bodies it would eliminate the smell that attracts them. There were more aliens than people so the population went almost extinct in the first two years. Now, with less and less humans, the hungrier and desperate the aliens got.

“Here, have the last bit of the ramen. You’ve hardly eaten today.” You looked over to Natsuo as he held out his chopsticks that had a heap of ramen between them. You both decided to set up camp in what you guessed to be the conference room. “Say ah~”

You chuckled but did as he said, nonetheless. You leaned over to him, opening your mouth as wide as you could. Your tongue peaked out first to cup the hanging noodles, guiding them into your mouth while Natsuo slid the rest in. What you thought was just a normal act of eating noodles was anything but, for the male in front of you. You chuckled but did as he said, nonetheless. You leaned over to him, opening your mouth as wide as you could. Your tongue peaked out first to cup the hanging noodles, guiding them into your mouth while Natsuo slid the rest in. What you thought was just a normal act of eating noodles was anything but, for the male in front of you.

Natsuo felt his mouth go dry, and he watched that pink muscle come out of its wet cavern to slowly and gently take those noodles into your hot mouth. He felt his cock twitch in his pants, he bit his lip. He always wondered what his cock would feel like in that mouth. How those pretty pink lips of yours would feel like as they wrapped around him.

“Natsuo?” He looked like he was frozen in place, his hand still up in the air as if still feeding you, his grey eyes glazed over. You watched as his hand lowered, slowly putting the chopsticks down on the table. When he looked back at you his loving grey eyes were dark and full of lust.

“Come here.” He grabbed you by the back of your neck pulling you to him. He stopped right before his lips could connect to your own. The tips of your noses touched, his ridged breath fanned over you, your own breath getting stuck in your throat. The heat in your body raged inside of you as you kept staring into his eyes, you could feel your pussy begin to throb.

“Snowflake, I need you.” The sound of your nickname felt different when he said it this time. His voice was so deep it was almost primal. “Fuck, I want you so bad.”

You grabbed him by the back of his neck like he did yours, your fingertips gripping him. “Then what the fuck is stopping you.”

That was all he needed to hear. Slamming his lips against your own, all you could feel was his passion, his lust for you. This kiss was nothing like the sweet one you shared earlier, this one was full of teeth and tongue. You tried to fight him for dominance but lost in the end.

You could feel him push his chair from under him as he started to stand, bringing you with him. Your arms found their way around his neck as your hands ran through his thick white hair. Not having cut it in almost a year, he let it grow out, it wasn’t too long but it was long enough to put it in a bun if he wanted to.

You could feel his hands wander down your back before finally landing on your ass. He gave it a harsh squeeze, followed by a smack causing you to break away from him and moan.

“Oh, so you like that, don’t you?” His lips were on your ear as he spoke. Slowly, he started to kiss and nip at it, letting his tongue lick the shell of it. “Take off your top for me.” Your hand flew to the zipper of your leather top, making fast work of getting rid of it. Throwing the heavy material across the room leaving you in just a sports bra, you watched as he lifted his top over his head, letting you have a clear view of his exposed upper body. Stepping closer to him, you let your hands go where they pleased. His arms were thick with soft definition to them, his pecks on the other hand were prominent and firm under your touch. Your fingertips ghosted over his abs, you could see his muscles jump under his skin. Your hand stopped when it came in contact with the soft white hair right below his belly button.

“Get rid of this too, I wanna see all of you snowflake.” His pointer finger hooked itself to the strap of your bra pulling at it. You didn’t hesitate, you wanted and needed him as much as he did you. Chucking the garment like you did your top, you stood before him, tits out, your nipples semi-hard from the cool breeze coming through the room. “God you’re so fucking beautiful.”

Natsuo cupped both of your breasts in his hands, his thumbs going over your nipples. You hissed at the contact, your nipples were always so sensitive and they reacted almost immediately to his touch. He pinched your hardened buds between the side of his finger and thumb making you throw your head back, moaning out for him.

Natsuo took this opportunity to latch his mouth to your neck, sucking on it leaving a red and purple mark in its wake.

“Those nipples of yours aren’t the only ones hard, baby.” His teeth scraped against your throat as his hips rolled into yours, making you feel him. “Don’t be selfish.”

“Fuck, Natsuo.” Your nimble fingers started to unbutton his pants, nearly ripping his zipper off. You cupped him over his underwear, his cock was hard and hot in your hand. Natsuo growled and bit down on your neck as a reaction to the sudden touch of your hand on him. His hips started to move in your hand trying to relieve himself of the tension.

You pulled away from him, Natsuo watched with a surprised expression as you dropped to your knees in front of him. Hooking your hand on the waistband of his pants and underwear you yanked them both down allowing his cock to be freed of its confinement.

You’ve felt him through his pants over the past couple of weeks during the make out sessions but that did him no justice. He had length to him, sure, but it was how thick he was that made your mouth water. It was as hard as a rock, you could see the vein on the underside of it pulsating.

“Are you gonna keep starin’ at it or are you gonna suck it?” Natsuo was speaking through his teeth, his voice sounded as if he was threatening you, and you liked it. He started to pump his dick with his own hand, as you lowered yourself so that you were sitting on your heels you could feel how wet your pussy was for him.

You placed your hands on his muscular thighs and opened your mouth sticking your tongue out like you did with the noodles. “Ahhh~.”

“Didn’t know you were such a slut for me, baby.” He placed the tip of his cock on your tongue, a small whimper came from him as he did. You slid the rest of your mouth around him, lips wrapping around his girth. “Fuck, that’s beautiful babe, just like that.”

His hands found their way in your hair pushing it out of your face. He gathered it in one of his hands, like a makeshift hair band, while his other one pushed his own hair out of his face so he could see you suck him off.

He felt so good in your mouth, you had to relax your jaw just to fit him in. Your head bobbed up and down, the mix of your saliva and his pre-cum in your mouth made sloshing sounds with each movement. Natsuo wasn’t quiet like some men you’ve encountered before. He was vocal, he kept moaning for you, whimpering for you. He was showing you just how good you make him feel. He was letting you know that it was you doing this to him. With a deep breath through your nose you took all of him.

“Holy shit!” Natsuo threw his head back when you did that. He was sure he could feel the back of your throat with the tip of his cock.

It took everything in you to control your gag reflex. Looking up, you made contact with the grey eyes you’d fallen for. He was staring at you, mouth agape in shock. Taking another breath through your nose, you hummed around him, that sent vibrations throughout his entire body.

“Do that again for me, baby.” You did, but this time your hand lifted off his thigh to cup his balls. The moan that ripped out of Natsuo’s mouth almost made you cum. To know that you were giving him this pleasure, that you were the one making him a moaning mess.

You slid him out of your mouth, a string of saliva connected from your lips to him dripping down, drool slipping out the side of your mouth. The hand that was on his balls came to hold onto the base of his cock. With your eyes still locked on his you held up his wet cock, taking a long languid stroke of your tongue up his entire length. Once you reached the tip, you placed a sweet kiss on it, sending shivers down his spine.

“Who’s the slut now, Natsuo?” You kept peppering little cat-like licks on his cock, each time you did, his thigh muscle would jump.

“Get on the damn table, now!” You smiled as he grabbed you by the shoulders hoisting you up to sit on the table. “You think you’re hot shit, don’t you, brat?” He had you trapped between the table and himself. Pushing himself forward as he spoke, he made you lean further back on the table. “Just ‘cause you had me moaning for you as you sucked my dick, don’t mean shit. I bet you’re soaked, your underwear flooded with your own juices.” Once he had you flat on your back, he stood up straight hands on your waist. In one swift motion, he pulled your pants down, allowing him to see just how right he was.

Leaning back over you, he whispered in your ear. “See, this is how we’re different, you were sucking me off, of course, I’d be a moaning mess. But you, you were creating a fucking river for me and I haven’t even done anything yet.”

Natsuo let one finger trail down from your lips to the hem of your underwear, teasing you by putting his finger in the waistband, only to take it out again. You whispered something under your breath, this didn’t go unnoticed by him.

“What was that baby? I can’t hear you.” That cursed finger moved. It’s now trailing down the outside of your left leg.

“Please, Natsuo, touch me.”

“I’m sorry, it seems like I lost my hearing, can you say that louder?”

“I want you to fucking touch me, Natsuo, please!” Everything happened so fast, the man above you ripped your underwear off with his bare hands shredding it to pieces. Natsuo lifted your lower half off the table and into the air, wrapping his arms around your waist while your legs were slung over his shoulders.

“What the-“ you didn’t have time to finish your sentence before his mouth latched itself to your throbbing clit. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he continued his assault on your pussy. Your body was practically bent in half so you couldn’t reach his hair to grab onto so you threw your hands above your head to hold onto the edge of the table. “Your tongue feels so good, Natsuo.” Your breaths came out as short pants as his skilled tongue was playing with your hardened bundle of nerves with the way he went from flicking it to rolling his tongue over it in a painstakingly way or when he decided to suck on it. You moaned extra loud when his tongue swept over your hole.

Natsuo hummed in satisfaction by your response to his hot muscle teasing you. This position he had you in was getting you hotter by the second, it felt almost primal. You could watch his every movement but you also got to stare at his lust coated eyes. Your legs tightened around his neck, making sure to keep him in place. You could tell he was smirking when you did this, it meant one thing; he had something planned for you.

His mouth never left your pussy but you felt his arms get a firmer grip around you as he hoisted you into the air. You let out a scream once you felt your back leave the hard surface, your hands frantically trying to find something to hold onto which just so happened to be his hair. With one arm wrapped around you and the other supporting your back, you felt him suck harder on your clit, making you double over.

“I don’t know what you think your doing, Natsuo, but don’t you dare fucking stop!” You could feel him hum around you in understanding. Turning around Natsuo walked over to the nearby wall, slamming you against it. You arched your back once it came in contact with the cold surface. You felt Natsuo’s tongue stiffen as it dived into you.

“Holy fuck, baby, I’m so close please don’t stop.” With your hands in his hair you bucked your hips up into his mouth. Natsuo’s kept his tongue like that while you found your own rhythm, you were fucking his face and it felt so good. If you moved your hips at the right angle his nose would brush against your clit making your body shudder against him.

“Natsuo please I’m so close!” You moaned loudly only to feel him pull back from you. A whimper escaped your lips as you looked down. “Why did you stop?”

“Because,” he lifted you off his shoulders only to take your legs and wrap them around his waist, your back still pressed against the wall, his hands holding you up by your ass. “I wanna see what face you make as you cum, as you feel my cum spill into you.” You could feel his cock nestled in between your cheeks. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling your back from the wall.

“You said you wanted me to try my acrobatic moves on you, right?” He nodded. You watched his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed. “Put your hands on the wall next to me.” You watched as he did so, pushing yourself up you lifted your legs placing them one by one over his arms. With the support of one of your arms wrapped around his neck, you lowered your folded body down so the tip of his cock was right at your entrance. “Go slow, okay? It’s been a while.”“I promise I won’t hurt you.” You kept your eyes on his as you guided his cock to you with your free hand.

Natsuo slowly moved his hips, pushing himself inside of you. Once he was a little past the tip, you wrapped your other arm around his neck to steady you. He moved, inch by inch, letting your tight walls stretch themselves around him. Your breaths matched, they were shallow and deep. You took this moment to engrave his face into your memory. How his brows were furrowed in concentration, sweat building on his forehead and how his jaw was clenched trying to hold himself back from just diving all the way inside of you. The way his tongue licked his dry lips, everything, you wanted to remember everything.

In one swift movement, he sheathed his entire cock in you. Your breath stopped for a second when he did that. God, did he feel good. The way your walls constricted around him, he filled you up to the brim. He rested his forehead against your own, both damp from sweat.

“Natsuo.” You whispered his name, only to get a strangled hum in response. “Move. I wanna feel you, please.”

That was all he needed to hear. Natsuo pulled himself out only halfway, you whimpered at the loss of him filling you up. Only to let a moan rip from your throat as he slammed himself back into you.

“Oh shit, you’re so fucking tight, babe. I’m not going to be able to keep this up for a long time.” He continued to thrust himself into you, with each one you could feel he was holding back.

“I need you to fuck me, please, don’t hold back. Make me scream your name, fuck me until I can’t scream anymore.” Your nails dug into his shoulders, leaving a trail of red claw marks on him. Natsuo growled while closing his eyes, his hips sped up, slamming into you fully.

“That’s it baby keep doing that.” You felt him hit that soft spot inside of you, forcing your eyes to roll in the back of your head.

Natsuo was just as vocal as he was when you were sucking his dick. He kept saying your name, moaning out profanities and talked about how tight your pussy felt. You could feel that familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach, your release was close. “Baby, I’m so close. Please, I want you to come with me.”

You threw your head back against the wall, closing your eyes as he thrusted into you, making you bounce up and down on his dick. Your legs had gone numb a while ago but you didn’t care. You only cared about how good Natsuo was fucking you and how good his hard body felt against yours.

“Look at me, snowflake, remember I want to see your face as I make you cum.” Tilting your head down you opened your eyes. Both, you and Natsuo had your mouths open; fast, hot breaths coming out of you both.

“I can feel your walls clamping down on me, I can feel how close you are. Cum for me snowflake, cum all over my dick.” Between his words, his thrust and his eyes, it threw you over the edge. You cried out his name as that white hot flash washed over you, making your body convulse. He kept thrusting into you calling out to you, your name like a mantra he had to say over and over again.

“That’s it, Natsuo, you feel my juices dripping down your cock? That was all for you, you made me feel like that. Please, cum in me. I want to feel you inside of me.” You felt his hips stutter before you heard him moan like you had. You could feel his warm cum fill you up, just the feeling alone would have made you cum if you just hadn’t.

You both stayed like that for a few minutes trying to catch your breaths.

“Hey um I can’t feel my legs.” You chuckled when realization hit him. He had you folded up like a pretzel for almost 20 minutes now. He dropped his arms allowing you to wrap your legs around him as he held you close. You clung onto him while he put the sleeping bag you shared down on the table. He placed you down on it as he went and got his gun holster and the blanket, he always slept with his guns near him just in case. Climbing in the sleeping bag behind you, he wrapped his arms around you making him the big spoon. “You ripped my underwear, you scoundrel.”

“I’m sorry, I’ll get you more underwear tomorrow. I saw a sign for a mall that’s not too far from here. Who knows maybe we can get you some lingerie.”

“Shut up and go to bed.”

The next day you both ventured out to find the mall Natsuo had mentioned. And he was right, it wasn’t that far at all only about an hour walk and during these times that was super close. The mall was weirdly quiet, usually places like this were full of wandering aliens and such. Despite the broken glass everywhere and mannequin’s thrown around, it was in pretty good condition.

“Something is off, Natsuo.” You reached around your back to pull out your swords.

“Yeah, I felt it too.” Natsuo already had his guns drawn. “I think we better lay low for a while.” He motioned to hide behind an already flipped table that was close to a wall. Once behind the table, you both heard a door open.

“How many are we expecting this time?” Natsuo felt a cold chill run down his spine when the person spoke. It didn’t go unnoticed by you.

“We found a whole village of them hiding in the outskirts of the city. A lot of young men and women, it’ll be great for breeding purposes.” That was the voice of an alien, no doubt about that, they all had this distinctive accent when they spoke. “The truck should be here in about an hour unless that runt of yours fucked it up again.”

“He was young when that happened Ori, I promise nothing will go wrong this time.” You heard their retreating footsteps followed by the closing of another door.

You peaked over the table, making sure the coast was clear. When everything checked out you turned back to Natsuo. He was looking down at the ground, his hands gripping his weapons. “Natsuo?”

“That was him.” His voice, dripped with venom as he spoke. You’ve never heard him talk like this.

“Who, Natsuo?”

“My father, Enji.” You felt yourself go numb as that sentence rang through your head. His father was cooperating with the aliens? Does that mean his family was here too, was he talking about one of his brothers? So many questions ran through your head, it made you wonder how many questions were going through his.

“I have to get them out of there.” Your eyes widened at his statement. “Are you nuts?! This place is probably crawling with those fuckers. If we try to get your family out of here they could die, we could all die!” You wanted to save his family, you really did but you didn’t have enough intel on the area or the building.

“I’m not going to sit here and do nothing. They are right here with me. I can’t just leave them.” You knew arguing with him was a losing battle once he had his mind set on something. Sighing, you sat next to him, putting your hand over his, making him loosen his grip on the gun.

“No matter what, I’m in this with you. As crazy as it sounds, I’m with you always.” You watched as Natsuo smiled at you. Lifting his hand, he brought yours to his lips, giving it a chaste kiss.

“And I’m always with you.”

Once Natsuo explained his plan, it didn’t seem too far-fetched. You knew they had to be keeping all the people in the basement so no rogue aliens wandered in here could smell them. There was about another thirty minutes before the truck arrived, meaning you and Natsuo had to get to the basement, locate his family, get them up to the loading docks and hijack the truck all the while killing those horrible beings. Easy peasy. But something wasn’t settling in your stomach, what happens if this plan goes to shit?

“Are you ready, snowflake?” You looked to your lover, you could tell he was scared but so were you. But you knew you had to be here for him, this was his goal since he woke up, this had to work.

“Let’s do it.” You both kicked in the door that led to the basement of the mall. You were both covered in blood, red and yellow. You weren’t sure whose was whose was the red yours or was it Natsuo’s, it was hard to tell adrenaline was racing through both of your veins.

“Mom! Fuyumi! Touya! Shouto! Please, someone answer me!” Natsuo’s voice was full of panic as he searched each holding cell. You wanted to throw up at the sight. People were squeezed into these small spaces, there had to have been at least fifteen people per cell. These cages had to be only twenty to twenty-five square foot, people were just on top of each other. It smelled like human feces and rotting flesh. You always thought the outside was hell, when in reality, this was hell.

“Natsuo?” You could hear a weak voice of a woman ask from down the hall. Natsuo ran like a bat out of hell with you hot on his tail.

“Fuyumi, is that you?!” You and Natsuo stopped once you reached the last cell at the end of the hallway. He gripped his sister’s hands that were wrapped around the metal bars.

“Natsuo, you really are alive! We thought you were dead but not mom.” The young woman with white and red hair looked like she hadn’t seen the light of day in years, her body frail, if the wind was too strong, she would just blow away.

“I’m alive, sis! I’m here. Where is mom, Shouto and Touya?” He was looking around the cell frantically, you felt your stomach drop as you watched Fuyumi’s face.

You reached your hand out letting it land on his back. He looked back at you, those damn grey eyes. They were never able to hide his emotions, and right now you could see the desperation in them.

“Natsuo, mom she…she-“

“She’s gone, boy.” A chill ran down your spine as the deep voice rang throughout the makeshift dungeon. “If it isn’t my boy, Natsuo! Where have you been?! We’ve all been so worried!”Now that you got a good look at him, this man was beyond terrifying. He had to have been well over six foot, his body nothing but muscle and his face was void of any real emotions.

Natsuo didn’t even look in the direction of the older man as he pointed his gun at him and shot, barely missing his head. “Take one more step, fucker and I promise you, I won’t miss.”

“Looks like someone finally grew some balls. I guess we have to thank the bitch next to you for that.” He had stopped walking but turned his attention on to you.

“What’s your name slut? With the way you’re built it looks like you would be a great bitch to breed with, maybe I’ll take you as my personal slut. How does that sound?”

“I’d rather be eaten alive by the aliens than ever have you lay a disgusting finger on me, you piece of shit!” You spat at him. The stories Natsuo told you ran through your head, this man really was the epitome of evil.

“That can be arranged!” Enji whistled. You felt the room shake as the ceiling slid away and the dungeon started to move up as if it was an elevator. “Fuyumi what’s happening?!” Natsuo yelled out to his sister as he grasped your arm moving you behind him.

“He’s taking us to the food court. It’s where the aliens can come and choose who they want to eat. Everyone in the cells with the black bars can be chosen from while people with the green bars can’t be touched, we are meant to breed more humans. We’re like livestock to them, we have babies and once we reach our limit or the see no use for us we’re turned into meals for them.”

That’s when you noticed it, Fuyumi was pregnant, with the size of her stomach she had to have been at least six to seven months. “Natsuo, look at her belly.” Natsuo looked down, his eyes filling with tears.

“How many Yumi? How many have you had?” His eyes never left her stomach.

“This one would be six ,if it stays alive.” Her hand rubbed her stomach, tears falling on her beige dress.

“I’ve lost two, they were twins.”

Everything stopped shaking, you looked around and gasped. You really were in the food court of the mall. It was like some kind of sick joke.

“In about five minutes this place will be swarming with my alien buddies ready to take their pick.” Enji started to move closer to us. “ I usually tell them my family is off limits but I’ll make an exception for you boy. You always were a thorn in my side.”“Shut up.” Natsuo’s eyes were facing the ground.

“We both know you don’t have it in you to kill me. I can see the terror in your eyes, boy. Just like when you were a boy, as I hit your mother, you did nothing.”

“Shut the fuck up!” Natsuo’s whole body was shaking, it reminded you of when you first saw him as he tried to fight that alien.

You didn’t notice that Enji had crept closer until his hand was wrapped around your throat.

“Just like you won’t do anything while I kill your whore.”

You couldn’t reach around to grab your swords so you had to settle for something else.

“Say I’m a whore one more time, you dick!” With your right hand you grabbed the knife you had hidden in your thigh scabbard, you slit Enji’s hand. He recoiled his hand back, screaming as blood started to pour out of his wound. You fell to the floor, gasping for air, you were sure if he squeezed any harder he would have crushed your windpipe.

“You fucking whore!” He lunged at you only to stop mid lunge. You looked up to see your partner, your lover holding the gun to the side of his father’s head. His hair covering half his face only allowing you to see the sinister smile on his face.

“I told you not to move, motherfucker.” That was all he said as he pulled the trigger. You watched as the older males skull exploded, brain matter and blood spraying everywhere. The mall was quiet after that even the people in the cells were shocked. Their personal devil was dead, they were free. Crawling over to the dead man’s body you flipped him over searching through his pockets.

“Where are they?” You hissed you know he had to have the keys somewhere. Reaching into the inside pocket of his jacket, you felt them. A smile spread across your lips as you pulled them out. “Natsuo we only have two minutes before the truck gets here! Let’s get everyone we can out and run for it! Start with the pregnant women and children!”

He was still looking at his dead father. Getting up you made him look at you.

“Listen to me okay, what you did was necessary. He needed to die. Look at what he did to these people, to your sister and your mother! Snap out of it and help me!” You shook him as you spoke. It seemed to wake him up as he started to move. You handed him the black key while you held onto the green one.

You both moved as fast as you could the healthier people helping the sick and pregnant ones move towards the exit. Fuyumi told you that her older brother, Touya worked the docks while Shouto drove the trucks and no aliens were there since the rouse to get people in the truck is that they were going to a safe place for humans to live without the aliens funding them.

“Everyone move it, they will be here any minute!” You screamed, trying to get the hoard of people to safety. “Hey, Enji, where are you?” Everyone froze as Ori’s voice boomed through the mall.

“Keep moving but keep quiet.” You whispered, still ushering everyone to the exit. You made your way through the crowd trying to get to Natsuo. Once you reached him you grabbed a hold of his hand, he was shaking.

“What’s wrong?” You stood in front of him now. “Talk to me, please.”

He looked down at you, eyes full of love. “That day you saved me was the greatest day of my life. In a year, you’ve managed to make me the man I’ve always strived to be. You’ve shown me how to fight, how to be confident in myself and you’ve taught me how to love.” He grabbed your hands bringing them up to his lips. “You’ve taught me so much that I could never repay you.”

“No. No, Natsuo. You being by my side is enough for me, that’s payment enough.” That feeling from earlier came back, your stomach sinking again.

Taking your face in his hands, Natsuo slowly leaned down. “I love you so much snowflake, as long as you don’t forget that I’ll never leave you.” He gently pressed his lips against yours. It was a soft kiss, a goodbye kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck clinging onto him. He slowly moved his lips over yours, massaging them with his own. You could taste salt on your tongue, were they your tears, or his?

He pushed you back gently by the shoulders.

“I’m going to hold them off as best I can. Don’t look back just keep running, keep my brothers and Fuyumi and the baby safe okay?”

“Don’t do this, I can stay and fight with you! We can do this together like always!” You could hear the thuds of the aliens as they got closer.

“No! I need you to live on. Tell my family, my nieces and nephews about my memories with you. The only happy memories I have are with you, my snowflake.” He kissed your forehead one last time.

“Now go, run! You two take her with you, carry her out if you need to!” Natsuo shoved you behind him where two young men grabbed you. He planned this. He fucking knew he was going to do this.

“NO! I LOVE YOU! PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME!!” You screamed at the top of your lungs before you were swept up in the arms of the bigger guy. He held your head to his chest as he ran. You could hear Natsou screaming at the aliens as shots rang out through the building. You needed to be with him, you couldn’t live in a world without him. Fighting to get out of the man’s grasp, you bit down on his chest causing him to drop you.

Scrambling to your feet, you got ready to run back to him only to stop. You watched as who you assumed was Ori since this alien was the biggest out of the group, tear into Natsuo’s flesh as if it were nothing but a thin slice of bread, his blood flying through the air, spraying them as they laughed. You turned around and started to run with the other two men to the truck. Your stomach churned as that image replayed in your head.

Once you made it to the docks, you were ushered into the truck by a man with blue eyes and red hair. You took a seat next to Fuyumi who held you as you started to scream, tears flowing out of your eyes like rivers.

“So, that’s who I’m named after?” The boy on your lap asked as you finished telling the story of the great gunslinger, sparing a few details. “Yup! Your uncle was the best shooter out there.” You poked the boy’s nose.

“Wow, but where is he now?” Big brown eyes looked up at you. Smiling you took your hand placing it over his heart.

“Your uncle Natsuo will always be here, in your heart, as long as we keep his memory alive.” You looked down at the girl on your other leg. “Same goes for you too, Rei, Daddy will always be right here.” Your daughter looked at you, she had the same grey eyes as her father had.

“I know mommy and he’ll never leave us.” She smiled, a bright smile at you, you felt tears gather in your eyes.

“Never, Snowflake.”

[lubdubsworld]

Tumblr prompt ( Yoongi / OC)

https://attackonyoonmin.tumblr.com/post/163946322512/requested-by-anon-street-fighter-yoongi-edit

Based on the above moodboard <3 

Shoutout to @attackonyoonmin​ You guys do a great job!! :) :) 

Genre : angst. 

AU : Gang ? Au ... it’s not exactly fleshed out, pretty vague. 

Rating : Smut 

Summary : This was supposed to be angsty and heart breaking but it’s mostly just porn. 

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On top of this ending tune I am standing here alone Now tell me That it’s over, let me know

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 I stood still, watching the blood drip down his chin, fat red drops, landing on his stark white t shirt and soaking the fabric in a scarlet splotch, his face paler than usual, his gaze heavier than usual, like his mind was already giving up on keeping them open and his legs unsteady as he leaned against the wooden frame of my door. 

His snapback hid his eyes and also the shocking white of his blonde hair , but the lips looked the same as they had the last time i saw him. Red, plump and with a small cut, barely healing over. 

I remembered that cut. I’d patched it up for him three weeks ago. 

“Y/N...” His voice is raspy and strained, vocal chord fighting to draw energy from a body that was already shutting down. Sighing, I grabbed his wrist, watching the way he winced at the touch. Bruises, on his knuckles. Scrapes all over his fingers and a finger that looked unnaturally bent. 

“Why are you here?” i whispered, gripping the door till my fingers turned white.

Yoongi blinked and the cut in his forehead bled a bit more, the red liquid slipping into his eye and making him flinch.

“Baby.... See you...i wanted to see you...” 

I scoffed as I moved closer, wrapping my arm around his waist slowly, aware that he was probably sporting cracked ribs as well. 

“You’re dying.” I said flatly. 

He let out a harsh little laugh.

“ Probably. But not tonight. “ 

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Yoongi and i had grown up together. In a fishing village off the coast of Jeju do and we had been in love for as long as I could remember. He had been my first. My only. 

When we both got into medical school, i was over the moon. I knew I was going to be a doctor and I knew Yoongi would be a succcessful surgeon. We would get married and have our happily ever after.

Except that when we reached Seoul, that wasn’t what happened. Yoongi hated the city. He hated the college. He hated studying. He hated everything except being with me and then he started hating that too.... 

I wasn’t fun enough . i wasn’t adventurous enough . I wasn’t reckless enough . 

I wasn’t enough. 

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Suddenly, in my eyes rain wells up You well up, I see you even when I breathe Love blooms like cherry blossoms but burns and becomes ashes 

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 “ Why are you here?” I asked again, pressing the pad of cotton wool, held delicately with the forcept, dipped in the antiseptic on the metal tray, and gently wiped at the cut on his forehead. “ Why don’t you just go to an emergency room? Why do you always turn up here and hurt me?”

He was shirtless, body a canvas of criss cross stripes and blooming bruises . Someone had really did a number on him. He didn’t reply, just stared at me intently, face inches from mine as he watched me work. 

“We broke up. You shouldn’t be coming back to me. You shouldn’t be doing this to me Min Yoongi! Damn you! Damn you to hell and back! ” I felt tears sting. The first few drops slipped out and dripped over my cheeks, landing on his knees. 

Still he stayed quiet, gaze steady as he watched me cry. 

“I love that you cry for me. You’re the only one who ever does. You always cried for me. even when we were six years old and my father beat me up. ” he finally said and I felt my heart break all over again. 

Sniffling, I wiped the back of my arm across my nose. I swiped away thetears and glared at him. 

“Stop it. “i said sternly.

“You told me you wanted to become a doctor only because you wanted to stop me from hurting. And then you cried again...” He was smiling softly , like it was the best memory he had and I wanted to lash out at him. 

“Well, i won’t ! Anymore... You’re not worth my tears.!” i shouted even as a few more slipped out, unbidden. 

He smiled softly, reaching out and lightly rubbing his thumb on the underside of my eye. 

i pulled away, hating myself. 

. Dropping the bloody bit of cotton wool on the bin at my feet, I picked up the tube of antiboiotic and sprayed some of the disinfectant on my fingers. I applied some of the cream on my fingertips before carefully dabbing the cut on his forehead. 

He hissed and i startled, nearly dropping the tray and his hand shot out, gripping my wrist hard, steadying me. It felt like a fiery burn, the touch of his hands on mine and I tugged my hand away.

Or at least tried to. He didn’t let go, thunb tracing circles on my forearm in gentle soothing strokes. 

“I missed you.” He whispered. 

I choked on my own sobs. 

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Hey girl I know, the conclusion you arrived at by yourself Your hand, your body, your body heat that was hotter than the equator I’m still here, on repeat on top of this tune that isn’t there anymore. I’m turning by myself on top of this music that has long  ended

“Remember that night ... in the barn?” He said suddenly, just as I finished bandaging the cut on his forehead. I moved to get a new batch of cotton wool to start on the others. 

“No.” I lied promptly.

He chuckled. 

“Should i jog your memory then? We snuck out of your brother’s engagement , that night ... after school?...”

“Why are you doing this to me?” I whispered. 

“i keep thinking about that night....” 

“Well, i don’t.... “ 

“you should...it was amazing..” 

“Yoongi...” 

“I love you, Y/N.” 

I sighed. 

“Turn around, let me see your back. “ 

He smiled and shifted obediently. 

As I began cleaning up the cuts there, I couldn’t help but remember the night he was referring to. 

"Ahhh... " I shouted and Yoongi shushed me with his palm pressed into my mouth while he pumped three long fingers in and out of my dripping wet pussy, thumb rubbing circles on my clit. I stared, my eyes glazed,  at his handsome face as he smirked at me. He’d smirked at me with the kind of baseless confidence that only a seventeen year old could have. 

We were in the barn of the Travelers Inn, it was evening and he'd dragged me out of my brother’s engagement party in the tavern  and to the abandoned building. He'd chained the door shut and almost ripped my cotton blouse and skirt in his haste to get me naked. 

My bra and panties had followed and now we were both naked, me on the floor on a makeshift straw pallet and him on top, his hard cock leaking precum on my stomach as it dragged over the soft flesh of my belly button. I reached down and gripped it tightly, using my thumb to get some of the wetness before stroking the straining member, aware of the way it twitched in my hand,so big and hard. I groaned at the thought of it inside me, stretching me out and filling me so completely. "I'm going to the lick your cunt.. " Yoongi whispered and I let out a startled laugh. "That's filthy... " I said awed. Yoongi grinned before pulling his fingers out of my pussy with a squelching noise. I was so wet and swollen that I wanted to sob at the sudden emptiness. Yoongi licked the fingers he'd just pulled out of  me and I grimaced. "Gross... " "You taste delicious... here see... " he kissed me and I tasted myself on his tongue and he was right. it wasn't gross. it was oddly arousing. He pulled back and slapped my thighs. "Open your legs a bit. " I let my legs fall open and he used his fingers to lightly stretch me open, staring at my center with hunger. "You're so pink and swollen and wet down here. I could stare at your cunt all day. " he grinned before diving down and licking my clit, in deft little strokes. I thrashed about in shock, the pleasure too much to bear. He licked and suckled down to the slit before pushing his tongue in and lapping up all the wetness, humming in that low husky voice of his, like he was eating some sort of a rare treat. His stubble brushed my sensitive skin and the burn felt so good as he continued to press his tongue in deeper, now with two fingers to help keep me open while his thumb kept rubbing my clit. I slipped a hand down to grip his silky black hair even as he suckled the entrance and lightly grazed his teeth on my clit.

My orgasm hit me so hard I nearly blacked out.

I exploded all over his face and he growled, licking and tasting every last drop till I was a shivering drained mess. He crawled up and then smiled at me. "So what do you think of my oral skills? " he whispered, kissing me and letting me taste my own juices. I grinned in disbelief. "Definitely A plus. " "Catch your breath and suck me off... I want to cum on your face. " I nodded and let him nuzzle my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples while I yelped.

Five minutes later he straddled my shoulders, gripping the wooden slat on the wall as he fucked my mouth in slow shallow thrusts, his aching pink cock hitting the back  of my throat. When he was close he pulled out and then stroked himself till he came all over my face, globs of white cum landing on my hair . He stared at his handiwork with a pleased smile and I had to beg him to let me clean it up before it dried. Min Yoongi was insatiable. And I was so, so, so lucky.

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Girl let me know Girl let me know Although I already know everything is over Although you’re over me Girl let me know

“ Tell me to never come back.”  His lips closed over mine with bruising familiarity, his body still thrumming from the residual adrenaline from his fight, as he backed me into the bed. 

It was fast and rough and fierce. He used his tongue to trace the seam of my lips, demanding entrance, even as his hands slipped underneath my legs, gripping my thighs and forcing me to wrap my  legs around his lean waist.I gasped, the physical expression of his strength leaving her dazed.

He pulled my shorts off swiftly.

He used soft, wispy touches to trace my heat, his fingers stroking down my wet centre through the thin material of my underwear, even as his lips moved downward, finding and then mouthing at my nipples through the fabric of my t shirt. Each warm and wet movement made me sag a little more, till my forehead hit his shoulder

He moved one hand to the edge of my neckline and I shivered.

"Don't tear this one too. I like it . " I whispered, pressing a kiss to the side of his jaw and he chuckled.

"I'll buy you ten others . Just like this. " he unbuckled my bra with one hand and I could only gape. The first touch of his fingers to my bare breasts made my toes curl, my fingers flitting to his hair and sinking into the thick block locks, still a little wet from sweat . 

He bent low, carefully closing his lips over one taut nipple, drawing it in, suckling it and then giving it a very warm and wet tug. The sensation of having the little nub pulled away from the rest of my body was so strong and arousing that I gripped his hair, gasping wildly.

He laughed softly, pulling back and then licking the tips with soft kitten licks. He moved to repeat the action on the other breast, before fumbling with his belt, pulling himself out and then pressing up against me till I was cradling the hard length of his arousal against my heated core. His fingers slipped in, pushing aside my underwear to find her slit.

I was lushly, gloriously wet, the silky slide off his fingers facing no resistance at all as he slipped them in, curling inside me till I saw stars.

"So tight. So beautiful. I want to taste you. Want to see if you still taste the same. More addicting than the finest wine... " he whispered, biting down on my earlobe. I jumped when his thumb pressed against my clit, moving in gentle circles that left me writhing against the strength of his hand.

He kept at it for a long time, the slow smooth strokes making me lose my sanity in short exhaled gasps. His fingers slipped deeper, searching and then rubbing against some exquisite spot inside me that turned melted my bones and left me limp.

“You missed me , didn’t you? “  He whispered, kissing me feverishly as he pressed me into the mattress. I groaned, choking on air as I tried to get my bearings.

“No. “ i said stubbornly.

“Do You love me?” He demanded, fingers working feverishly to pull off my  panties. I grunted , palms digging into his shoulders as i clung on for dear life. 

“No...” I choked out, head dropping when he spread my legs, slipped two fingers in without warning. I keened at the stretch and tried to tamp down the panic. 

“You’re over me then?” He said curiously, lining his cock up right against me , gripping the hard length of it and tracing circles with the head on my entrance, smaring sprecum and my wetness all over. 

“Yes...I’m over you...i don’t love you anymore ..I...”

He pushed in without warning, burying himself to the hilt, my voice ripping out of me in a strangled breath that was half givbberish and half his name.  I squirmed at the impossible girth of him, my breath coming in pants as he pulled back out before pushing in , spearing me open. 

I felt tears slip out as he fucked into me, slowly and then rough , alternating the tempo till i was a shivering , boneless mess. 

"Let me in, babe.... I'll take care of you.... Let me in... " he whispered raggedly, even as he pressed in further, brushing some elusive spot inside me that set off fireworks at the back of my eyelids, my blood singing in my veins. My eyes widened and then fluttered shut but he was panting against me.

"Open your eyes... Look at me.. " he said roughly, fingers holding my hips as he set an easy rhythm of in and out. He pulled back till he was almost fully out and then drove back in, in one smooth silky plunge. My body stretched and purred as it widened to accommodate him , my inner walls clenching in protest everytime he pulled out.

 I wanted this forever. Him inside me, right where he belonged.

right where he should be. Safe and sound. Not hurting but happy. 

 But he’s going to leave agin. He’s going to go get hurt again. 

I whimpered, steeling myself for the inevitable explosion that would hit me. His thumb pressed further against my nub,  and I felt my breath leave my body in short gasps.

"Wait for me... Don't leave without me... " he said suddenly and I shook my head, already tumbling over the edge of sanity, my muscles spasming around his flesh and milking him as well, till he sank against me, groaning out his pleasure.

We lay there like that for a few minutes, exhausted, limp and breathless. Everything felt empty in the aftermath except for where we were joined, hot and wet, the smell of sex so pungent in the air that I wanted to sink into the floor.

 “Tell me to leave. Tell me to get lost, damn you! Help me leave..Y/N .” He whispered. 

I pulled back to stare at him.

“No.” 

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If there are hellos, then there’s bound to be goodbyes? Never ever I don’t care about that, I don’t want to stick to that I’ll turn away, hypnotizing myself

 i watched him as he put his clothes back on, still wincing lightly at the movements. He hadn’t cracked any ribs . And his finger was only strained. It wasn’t as bad as it could have been. 

I sat on the foot of the bed, knees pulled up and chin resting on them as i watched him. 

“Is this it?” I said stupidly. 

He hesitated. 

“You tell me.” 

“Quit everything. Come back to me.” I whispered , the words familiar and tastless. I’d said them so many times now. Over and over. They no longer held any meaning. Or so it felt. 

He smiled at me and finished lacing up his boots before walking over. He crouched low and carefully brushed my hair away. 

“You know i can’t , love.” 

“Yoongi.... Don’t leave me...” I whispered , turning my cheek to rub it against his palm. 

He smiled again , bright and gummy and it was like watching an angel. 

So beautiful. He was so damn beautiful. 

“I have to go...”

“Don’t go back there... It’s dangerous...” I begged, clinging to the collar of his bloodstained jacket. 

“No..” He pulled my hands away and stood up slowly, walking over to the door. 

“ I’m dangerous.” he whispered. 

And then he was gone. 

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Maybe we’re all just a bunch of fools Everyone lives with a love that has come to an end It’s not that I still have feelings for you I know we can’t work out

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A month later, i was flipping through the TV channels when the news item caught my attention. 

“.......Earlier tonight, yet another shootout in lower Itaewon as gang members clashed in a popular college hang-out....The incident left two dead and three injured .......”

My heart dropped to my knees and i dove for my phone, watching the scene on the TV. i noticed the ambulance, checked the hospital. it was my hospital.... 

I whimpered as i dialled the number.

“Minho!! Today... the shooting ...in itaewon...” i choked out. 

“It isn’t him, Y/N.”

My breath came out in a whoosh. 

“I... Are you sure...?” I said stupidly, my fingers going ice cold in relief. 

“it isn’t Yoongi.” 

I hung up the phone with dead fingers, my heartrate slowly coming back to normal. 

It wasn’t him . 

But someday it would be. 

And there was nothing i could do about it. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In my imagination, I fight with you, make up with you and understand you Your hand gestures, your eyes, they are faded but not gone Why won’t they go away?

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The knock on my door came at midnight. 

 Don’t open it. End it now. End it today. This isn’t right. 

 i dragged myself off the bed and slowly walked to the door. I took a deep breath before grabbing the key and slwoly unlocking it. 

He was dressed in a snapback. The same olive green jacket. His white shirt was surprisingly clean, but his arm was drenched and i caught the bullet hole in the sleeve, nausea hitting me in the stomach. 

“Did you miss me?” He whispered.

 Yes. i miss you. i love you . 

 i held the door open and helped him in. 

“No.” i said softly, cherishing the warmth of his laughter as he hugged me. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

AUTHOR’S NOTE : I’m crying. Yoongi is my bias and this was just... sorry. Let me know what you think... 

[whereno1701hasgonebefore]

I Was Younger Then....

Pairing: Kirk x reader

Warnings: angst, a little bit of language 

Words: 3601

A/N: So, I’m back! I’ve been struggling with life, and at some point, I lost all inspiration to write. It’s slowly coming back now, and I’m thrilled to be writing again. As of today, there are 600 of you incredible people who follow me, and I’m so incredibly flattered. Thank you all so much. 

This story was inspired by Ed Sheeran’s new song, Castle On The Hill and I am thinking I will do a second part, if people want one.

One big shoutout to my beta and best friend, @childoftimeandmagic for continually putting up with my self-doubt and intense criticism of my own work. Thanks for always encouraging me to get things out there.

Captain James Tiberius Kirk was the last man off the Enterprise when it docked, a fact he was highly agitated about. For the first time in years, he was going home during his shore leave, and he couldn’t wait to get on the road. Memories of his years there flooded his mind, his best friend and first love prominent in most of them.

He was six years old. His stepfather had been yelling again, so he and his brother snuck out of the house. George and his friends were playing some silly tag game, and he had raced after them, trying to keep up. That was when he tripped over a root in the ground, a loud snap accompanying the sharp pain that shot up his leg when it bent in a funny angle. He had been rushed to the hospital, where his leg was wrapped in a cast, forcing him to spend the rest of the summer watching his friends from the sidelines.

“Um, hello…” A small voice made him jump out of his seat at the base of a tree, groaning as his leg twinged in the cast.

“Jeez! Don’t you know not to sneak up on someone you don’t know?!” He scowled at the girl who belonged to the voice as she moved to stand in front of him.

“Well it’s not my fault you weren’t paying attention!” She planted her hands on her hips, sticking her tongue out at him.

“What do you want, anyway?” He rolled his eyes, and she seemed to visibly deflate a bit.

“Um, well, my momma said I had to come and make friends with some of the other kids. I just moved here. I live in the blue house on Walnut… no, Maple street!” She grinned proudly, and he perked up a little bit.

“The one with the big tree on the side?” He asked, curiosity getting the best of him.

“Yup! That’s the one!”

“I live right next door with my big brother.” He gestured to one of the boys swimming in the pond in front of them.

“Oh! That’s cool! We’re neighbours now, so we’ve gotta be friends.” She sat down next to him, and he shrugged in response.

“I guess so. My name’s James. My big brother is the doofus with brown hair. His name is George.” He pointed to one of the bigger kids splashing around.

“I”m Y/N.” She smiled. “I don’t have any brothers or sisters. What’s it like?”

“Well, he thinks he’s better than me just because he’s bigger, but mom likes me best.”

“Oh. Well, you’ve got a cool cast that he doesn’t, so I think you’re better than him.” She nodded as if that was all there was to it and he grinned. “Wanna play at my house later? Momma got me some new toys because I was good for the move.”

“Sure!” He beamed, watching her get up and brush off her dress.

“Okay, see you later James!” He watched her skip away, unaware that after that moment, she’d become one of the most important people in his life.

Jim boarded the shuttle that would take him back to Iowa, the memory of the summer he met the girl who would change his life so strong that he smelled the grass baking in the sun. Settling down in a seat where he could watch the fields roll by out the window, he was caught in another memory from his younger years.

He was twelve years old. His friends were teasing him again for hanging out with a girl, especially since she was a ‘baby.’ “She’s not a baby, guys! She’s eleven years old, only a year younger than us!”

“Your little girlfriend isn’t even in the same school as us anymore, of course she’s a baby.” He tensed up as they continued to tease him.

“Whatever. I don’t wanna deal with this right now. I’ll see you guys later.” He scoffed, shoving his hands in his pockets and storming off. He headed back towards her house to check in with her, as he’d done for the last few months. With her mom gone and her dad a mess, she’d started to bottle things up, and he’d proclaimed himself her guardian, just like his brother did to him every time their mother was off-world. He was all set to climb the tree outside her window and get her to talk to him there, but instead he found a note at the base of the tree.

‘Meet me at the top of the sledding hill. I’ve got something to show you. -Y/N’

He glanced around to see if anyone was watching, then took off in a run towards the hill. Her hair was glimmering in the sunlight of the last few days of freedom as she worked on something with her back to him.

“Got your note.” He said, stuffing his hands back into his pockets. A wide smile spread across his face as he saw hers, smeared in dirt.

“Perfect timing. I’m just finishing it up.” She said, returning to her project.

“What are you making?” He tried to peek over her shoulder, but she turned and shoved him.

“It’s not done yet!” He laughed and rolled his eyes, sitting down next to her with his back to whatever was in front of her. She asked him about his day as she finished it up, and he danced around the argument he’d run away from as he told her. “Aha!” She shouted, interrupting his story. “You can look now, James.” He bit his tongue before he could tell her it was Jim now. He’d long since learned not to argue with her.

“What am I looking at?” He eyed the pile of sticks and leaves in front of him with a skeptical look on his face.

“It’s a castle, James!” She said, as if it was obvious. “See the towers here and the moat?” She pointed out the different features as he shook his head. “It’s our Castle on the Hill. We can come here to get away.” She said in a quiet voice that broke at the end of her sentence. He leaned closer to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, giving her a quick squeeze.

“Your dad’s just trying to do what he can. I know you lost your mom, but he lost her too.” He wiped her cheeks as the tears welled up and started to fall. They laid back in silence after that, watching the sun sink down below the horizon, light spilling over their little castle on the hill.

When the shuttle touched down, Kirk pushed his way through the crowds to find a classic convertible just begging to be driven recklessly over the country roads. He settled behind the wheel, revelling in the way it roared when he started it up. Letting the top down, he pulled out and sped away, finding a classical music station and cranking the radio as loud as it could go. He laughed as he recognized the song as one he’d belt out alongside his best friend. A bittersweet smile crept onto his face as he sang along. God, he hoped she was still around.

He was fifteen years old. He’d snuck a bottle of liquor out of his stepfather’s cabinet, and he waited for her to climb down the tree and join him. When she threw open the sash, she had a bag slung over her shoulder and a mischievous grin on her face. She scrambled down the tree to meet him on the ground. “Look what I snagged.” She lifted the top of the bag to reveal a large bottle of liquor she must have stolen from her dad’s stash. He grinned and held up his own bottle, then grabbed her hand as they snuck away, missing the blush that flooded her cheeks. They met up with some more of their friends in one of the corn fields behind his other best friend’s house.

Several bottles and cigarettes were passed around, everyone sharing what they had brought as they listened to the echoes of the town football game a few blocks away. No police would be out this far just yet, waiting until after the game to start their patrols. They laughed at each others’ faces as they smoked and drank, not one of them used to the tastes. As the bottles emptied and the cigarettes burned out, sensations dulled, and all he could focus on was the way her face lit up as she laughed and the way her body moved as she danced along to the songs they sang.

When they heard a car come to a stop near their hideout, they all shushed each other, giggling as the alcohol buzzed through their bloodstreams. When they heard shouting, they all scattered, and he grabbed onto her hand as he pulled her along with him. The two of them howled with laughter as they raced through the stalks, outpacing the cops even as they stumbled. He didn’t realize where he was taking her until they raced up the hillside, and the two of them flopped down onto the grass in the spot where a castle had once stood.

They laid side by side, hands still intertwined as they looked up at the stars. He risked looking at her as she pointed out constellations and slurred her words, and when she finally turned her head to meet his eyes, he felt his heart race. He stared at her for a moment before he leaned in and kissed her, all tongue and no skill. She didn’t seem to mind, and when he pulled away, she cuddled closer into his side. He’d never tell, but he’d remember it as one of the best nights of his life, there at the Castle on the Hill.

They were together for a few months, he recalled, speeding along the empty highway. The dust kicked up behind him and he couldn’t really remember why he’d ended it, other than he’d been young and stupid, and he never wanted to listen when she warned him that he could get in real trouble. He remembered getting a job, paying his brother to buy him cheap alcohol so he could get drunk in fields with his friends all through high school. And the girls. He remembered having girl after girl join him in those fields, in his bed. Mostly, he remembered the way his first love would roll her eyes after he paraded another girl in front of her, and the way she would still step in to help him out whenever he got himself in a pickle. It didn’t matter that they’d broken up when he decided he just couldn’t settle for one girl he met in his hometown when he was six.

The dust kicked up behind him as he sped past a road sign that let him know he was getting close to home. He didn’t know what had happened to all of his friends, but he remembered some of them moving away. One of them had moved all the way out to the East coast, working somewhere along the shoreline in Florida. Others had gotten married, had kids, divorced, and caused several scandals in their small town in Iowa. One of her best friends had moved to sell their own clothing line, causing her to cry in his arms as they left. Watching their friends leave to go off to school or new jobs had been tough then, but nothing had ever compared to the way he felt when he told her he had to leave.

He was twenty-two years old. He’d gone off to the bar alone, as she’d wanted to catch up with her other friends who had come back. “You get in any trouble, you call me. I’ll be there-”

“On the double?” He’d interrupted, earning a laugh and a playful shove.

“As fast as I can.” She finished, giving him a quick hug. “But if you’re going home with a girl, don’t even think of calling me. I’m not doing that threesome you want.”

“You sure about that?” He asked, tugging on his leather jacket with a lascivious wink.

“Positive. Get out of here, James.” She shooed him off with a giggle, and he’d gone out alone on his motorcycle. It wasn’t until several hours later that he showed back up, knocking on her darkened window. It took a few minutes for her to open it, and when she got a look at his face, she gasped.

“You should see the other guy.” He smirked as she ushered him into her room. He took a seat on her bed as she ran to get first aid supplies to clean up his face. It had changed so much since they were children, and he let out a sigh as he remembered why he’d come and what he had to do. When she returned and started fussing over him, he listened to her admonishments in silence.

“James, you were supposed to call me when you got into trouble.” She wiped away the dried blood from his cheek and he smiled softly.

“Y/N.” She continued as if she hadn’t heard him. “Y/N.” He said again, a little louder. She trailed off as she noticed the look on his face.

“There’s something more than the fight, isn’t there?” She asked, lowering her hand. He took the cloth away from her and set it aside, then grabbed both of her hands.

“After the fight with a dumb cadet - no, I didn’t start it, and yes, he deserved it - I met a guy.” He started, watching the smirk grow on her face.

“Is this why we never worked out all those years ago?” She teased, and he squeezed her hand with a short laugh.

“Something like that. Anyway, this guy… he was in charge of the cadets. A recruiter for Starfleet. He knew who I was without me saying anything. He’d done some research on my father. Told me I was my father’s son.” He watched as her smile fell. She knew what was coming next. “Y/N, I’m enlisting.” His heart broke a little more as he watched her sink to her knees in front of him.

“That’s not a very funny joke, James.” She said, pained eyes searching his face.

“It’s not a joke.” He watched her deflate a little more, then take a deep breath and look at him with a small glimmer of hope in her eyes.

“Well, we’ve still got some time, right? When do you leave?” He wasn’t sure he could tell her, and she must have noticed his hesitation. “James, we have time, don’t we?” He stared at their joined hands in his lap before he answered.

“I leave in the morning. Early. I’m sorry, Y/N, but it’s for the best. What am I going to do, stay here my whole life? You know you want to get out too.” She sat in silence, and he could see the tears drip onto her legs as she slumped down further. “Come on, say something.” She shook her head, and he sighed, easing off the bed to sit on the floor in front of her.

“Go, James.” He could barely hear the words, but that made it worse, somehow.

“Please, let me explain.” He pleaded, tipping her face up. He watched the hardness set in her eyes, and his heart dropped even further.

“No. You want to get out, then get out. Just leave.��� He wanted to stay and argue with her, make her understand, but the look on her face told him he wouldn’t have enough time. He eased himself up and back out of her window, sparing one more glance as he slipped out onto the tree branch. He thought he heard a faint ‘be safe’ as he lowered himself down the trunk, but he couldn’t be sure.

When the morning rolled around, he stared up at her window, hoping to see her wave goodbye, but all he was left with was a fluttering curtain as he started his motorcycle back up and drove off to his future.

His heart still ached as he thought about the last time he’d seen her. Heartbroken and crying on her bedroom floor, she’d kicked him out, and he hadn’t tried to contact her again, not wanting to make things worse. It had nearly killed him to leave his best friend behind, but he couldn’t stay where he was, and Starfleet had offered him a way out, a purpose, and most importantly, a challenge. When he finally pulled up to his home, he was greeted by his brother and mother, then dragged inside to catch up. His mother had arranged a small gathering of people who had all been excited to see him again, and he continually scanned the faces in hopes that she’d be there.

When he finally got a moment to catch his breath, he found himself staring out at the window he’d watched all those years ago. It was closed now, but the same curtains hung there and he had to look away as the sound of her sobbing that night drowned out the chatter of those who had come to greet him. “She left not long after you did, dear.” His mother’s gentle voice startled him out of his reverie. “Got herself a good internship as she finished up her schooling. Barely came home. It broke her dad’s heart, but she said she couldn’t be here anymore. Last I heard, she was moving around with her new job.” He met his mother’s eyes with a bitter smile.

“That’s good. I’m happy for her. She deserves a good job.” He nodded, fidgeting with the drink in his hand.

“She missed you, you know. Spent almost all the rest of that break when you left at the hill you two were always at.”

“The Castle on the Hill.” He supplied instantly, the air in the room suddenly feeling oppressive. “Look, mom, I’ve got to go. I’ll be back later.” He set his drink down on the table, and in his last glance at his mother, he could have sworn he saw a smirk on her face.

He slipped out the back of the house, cutting through familiar shortcuts to get to the hill. When he climbed to the top, he looked out at the setting sun, raking a hand through his hair. He sat down and picked up a twig and a small leaf from the ground and smiled as he stuck them together like a small flag. He twirled it in his hand, and it wasn’t long before the words that rattled in his head spilled over his lips.

“The Castle never had a flag.” He laughed as he held it up, a smirk on his lips. “All those little details you paid attention to - the moat, the towers, even the little bridge, and you forgot to give it a flag.” He stuck the flag in the ground beside him, staring out at the horizon as colours blossomed outward from the setting sun. The smirk fell off his lips as he let out a long breath. “I thought if I came back out here, I’d be able to breathe better than in that house. It always used to work. Then again, I always had you.” He shook his head and let out a scoffing laugh. “God, I miss you, Y/N. I miss you every damn day, and it still hurts just as much as the day I left. I loved you then, and I still love you now. I thought that leaving would make me forget you, and I wanted to forget. You had so much power over me back then, and it scared me, so I ran. Of course, none of it ever felt right without you there, yelling at me for the next stupid thing I’m even thinking of doing.You and Bones would get along so well.”

“‘Jim, are you out of your corn-fed mind!’” he mocked, voice lowering to match Bones’ southern drawl.

“‘James, you idiot! For once in your life, could you not take all the stupid with you everywhere you go?!’” He mimed, raising his voice to try and match what he thought yours might sound like. He laughed, a vibrant image of the five year old version of her standing in front of him with her hands planted on her hips fresh in his mind. “You’re still the only one allowed to call me James, you know? It didn’t feel right to let anyone else say it. Nothing ever really compared to the way it felt to hear you say my name.” He closed his eyes against the brightness of the sun on the horizon as he bit his lip. “I know I messed it all up back then. I should have reached out, but reaching out gave you that power right back. It doesn’t matter, though. You never lost it. I’d still give just about anything to hear you say-”

“Hello, James.”

“....Take Me Back To When”

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