#takehisa x black reader

[aizawasbrazybaby]

Fire Force Men Catching you Masterbate(NSFW)

Casting: Black Reader x Volcan x Akitaru x Takehisa

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A/N: Hey my loves! Happy pride :) I’ll be posting these (drabble/hc’s?) for all of June so here goes☺︎

Volcan

Oh, that precious boy. All he wants to do is show you a new invention maybe even test run it

How is he supposed to know what you were up to

Playing with yourself during the daytime

Did he hear the lewd sounds bubbling in your throat? Of course.

It’s not his fault he thinks it is just a erotic scene from those movies you watch

“Y/n! You gotta see this!” Volcan excitedly burst open your door without knocking

A bad habit he obtained since becoming your housemate

You gasp forgetting your bedroom door wasn’t locked..also a bad habit on your end

“…”

If only your blush was visible you’d be the same color as Volcan

“Why don’t you learn how to knock!”

A thin sheet covers your boobs and only that part of your body

He palms his crotch dropping the painted sphere

It clinked a metallic sound as it hit the floor

Kicking the door shut behind him he makes his way to the left side of the bed

Ever so gently pulling the sheet off

“At least say something,” you turn your head away

“…can I?”

You huff and spread your legs

Well that’s all he needs before you were being repositioned like a stuffed animal

Legs resting over his shoulders as he eats you out

Torso twitching as your orgasm builds and releases on his face

To think it ends there, silly girl, must not know Volcan

Flipping you atop him with his tip fucking you

“More want more,”

Granting your wish he bottoms out

Head instantly poking your cervix

Delightful, that’s what it was for you

Volcan: head empty only your sopping cunt on his mind

No doubt he’s already thinking of the type of ring to buy

Akitaru

If the sun were any lower you would mistake him for some type of childhood monster that turned out to be a pile of clothes in the light

Dark rings settle under his eyes

“Mind if I nap with you? Shin and the others are being too loud on the game.”

..he definitely doesn’t wait for you to respond

Seen an empty spot on the bed calling his name and takes the opportunity

It takes him a minute but he hears it

That low buzzing

“Aki hold on!”

Yeah he’s not gonna do that

Peeling back the blanket the buzz grew louder.

“What is that?”

“…my vibrator”

“Oh,” he lays down before popping back up, “ohh.”

*que awkward bird cawing*

“Did-did you need help?”

You nod lifting the oversized shirt that fit like a loose dress, exposing the golden vibrator sitting in your cunt.

He pulls it out halfway then softly pushes it in

Occasionally rotating it in a circle

“Am I doing this right?” he ask, lips coming down on your neck

“Fuck yes Aki, jus like that,” you hum

He lays his tired head on your chest listening to your heartbeat intensity

All he wanted was a lick of sleep but he wouldn’t dare leave you hanging like this

Besides

The sight of you unraveling was mesmerizing

Legs shaking, sweet white cum pouring out of your pussy, fingers digging into the wrist that is drilling you

A sight for sore eyes

Akitaru couldn’t help himself; wanting to see if you’d react the same way

He drags the object out slipping his fingers in

Instantly pressing against that sweet spot

Poor Aki could have fell in love with you off this

The way your soft moans turn into borderline screams. Chanting his name over and over and over

He tangles himself in your arms finally getting the rest he needs

It would come to no surprise that the rest of the nosy team had their ears pressed to the door trying to hear more

Takehisa

“You are such a dirty degenerate woman!”

There are only a few times where Takehisa raises his voice at you

When he’s surprised or you do something incredibly stupid

“You walked in during my private time?” Spit clings to your fingers before being massaged on your clit

“Dumb whore,” he stands in front of you, “your in my room masterbating on my bed!”

“Ouch rude…can I get away with it if I say I thought I was in my room?”

“No. You know why not? because you said that the other two times.” he folds his arms

Sure the first time was truely an accident but he was the one to instigate going further

You spread your lips revealing your pink walls, “and it’s the same outcome everytime. You ‘catch’ me pretend to mad, I go to leave except you eat me like a starved man.”

Takehisa may be good with suppressing his emotions through his tone but those expression..

His front teeth dig into his bottom lip with red decorating his face

Eyes stuck on that delicious cunt he yearns to lick again

“Let’s skip the theatrics and get into it,” you close your eyes laying flat

A zipper came down and you feel yourself being pulled to the edge of the bed

“I agree,” he slides his head inside, “no more games.”

A serious look covers his face as he rams into your tight pussy

If only I could tell you how much he wants to never do this again because it’s inappropriate and unprofessional

He does. Wants to do it every chance he gets

You were his guilty pleasure

Being distant subordinates at work and his play thing behind closed doors

Sure he was stern and allll about following the rules and blah blah blah

Butttttt secretly he wished to open his door and find you in his bed again

“You know what you are right? Go on.”

“Your filthy slut.”

Takehisa bucks his hips smiling down at you, “useless across the board unless your being used by me right dirty bitch?”

“Yes hmm lieutenant ‘m useless.”

He fills you with his hot seed giving your lips an aggressive peck

[dejwritesarchived]

could i get a cooking with hinawa with black s/o headcanons and a drabble please?

꙳⸌♡⸍꙳ “in which you’re cooking with takehisa hinawa.” ꙳⸌♡⸍꙳

↠ characters: takehisa hinawa

↠ pairings: takehisa hinawa x fem!reader

↠ timeline: regular force force tl

↠ warning: fluff, humor, crack,

↠ summary: takehisa hinawa and his beautiful black s/o cooking.....this is just happy fluffy headcanons & a drabble.

↠ a/n: i'm glad you requested this since i'm watching fire force and i'm going assume you meant my fav takehisa hinawa.

I just feel like this man will be so possessive over Company 8 kitchen. Like, you could ask if he need help and he’ll be hesitate on if he need your help or not. Which sooner after pouting those plump lips he love of yours, he’s handing you some vegetable to chop. 

Due to you being a foreigner, he always ask questions about cultural food you make back in your home country. Now you’re promising to call your mom to ask her if you can borrow the recipe to your favorite cultural dish. 

You getting the first taste of what he’s cooking 

Quick pecks on the lips when he’s cooking because frankly you’re lowkey distracting him while he’s cooking 

Shoulders brushing against each other slightly as you’re side by side cutting up vegetables 

Eventually you give up helping because he seems to have in control of cooking for everyone so you just admire how attractive he is while he’s being the most sexiest chef ever. 

“Why are you staring at me?” 

“Because you’re looking like a whole meal.” 

“What?” 

“Taste this.” He would say holding out the spoon for you to try what he was cooking for the team. 

Your head that was buried into a cookbook that Takehisa wasn’t even going by shot up with a quickness. You waltz over to him, cookbook in hand as you taste the delicious meal from the spoon. You couldn’t believe how wonderful of a cook he was. “Shinra and Arthur are going to eat all of it.” You joked. 

“Please feeding them is like feeding a volleyball team.” He rolled his eyes causing you to chuckle. 

Gosh, you loved this man.

[sangorous]

SANGOROUS Fire Force Masterlist:

akitaru obi

helping you take your braids out -> headcanon

try and stay quiet -> smut

benimaru shinmon

helping you take your braids out -> headcanon

takehisa hinawa

helping you take your braids out -> headcanon

leonard burns

black!fem!reader relationship -> headcanon

make up for lost time -> oneshot

karim flam

huo yan li

arthur boyle

shinra kusakabe

vulcan joseph

helping you take your braids out -> headcanon

victor licht

[xulcan]

- ̗̀𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝟖𝐓𝐇

AKITARU ŌBI

“Having a sense of fear allows you to make cool headed decisions. Just... don’t  chicken out because of it.”

↳ With a chubby s/o

↳ Pet name hcs

↳ With a short s/o

↳ Dating Obi

↳ With a shy black s/o

TAKEHISA HINAWA

“I’ve got no other choice but to overheat this fight!“

↳ Pet name hcs

MAKI OZE

“Sputter!“

↳ Pet name hcs

↳ with a s/o who dresses in lotia clothing

ARTHUR BOYLE

“Everyone is equal before the round table. Don’t sweat it.“

↳ With a tall s/o

↳ Little spoon hcs

↳ Pet name hcs

↳ With a black s/o

↳ Crack hcs

↳ helping his black!s/o with their hair

↳ accidentally using all of his black!s/o’s hair product

SHINRA KUSAKABE

“I don’t care what those creeps say, i’m gonna be the hero that saves everyone.”

↳ With a black s/o

↳ Pet name hcs

↳ Random crack hcs

↳ accidentally using all of his black!s/o’s hair product

VULCAN JOESPH

“A machine that breaks from one kick is defective as far as i’m concerned“

↳ With a black s/o

↳ Pet name hcs

↳ With a shy black s/o

VIKTOR LICHT

“I just got here and things are getting more and more interesting“

↳ With a tall s/o

↳ Jealous hcs

↳ With a black s/o

↳ Pet name hcs

↳Dating Viktor

↳With a tall male s/o that’s soft around him

↳ Having the same birthday as his s/o

↳ Crack hcs

↳ With a shy s/o who doesn’t talk

[ficforce]

Master List 2021

Headers made by the wonderful @melodytune​

SFW

Pushing It - Sometimes protecting the one you love it tough EDITED* Scared - Benimaru knows when she’s lying EDITED* Handle With Care - He wishes she would get mad. Not too mad though EDITED* Lady Beni - Shinra didn’t know that Benimaru had a girlfriend* Cry It Out - Benimaru comes home to Reader in distress* King of Glee - Benimaru can’t handle his drink EDITED* Jealous - Benimaru doesn’t like it when people get close to his crush* Making Friends - Benimaru isn’t too keen on Company 8′s visit* Relationship Alphabet - Two types of Reader* After you, no, After you - Beni and Konro can be polite sometimes.* Lullaby - Beni Can’t relax EDITED*

NSFW

Benimaru Alphabet Extended - NSFW EDITED* Bath House - Beni and Konro share their lover on a rare night off*

SERIES

Asakusa Crush - Benimaru’s never seen a girl like this before* Part Two (SFW)*,  Part 3 (NSFW)*

Red Flower of Edo -Benimaru can’t survive in a world she’s not in* Part Two (SFW)*

SFW

Ashes to Ashes - He’s glad she was there, with him, in the end* Treat Me Well - She’s always been there for him, now it’s his turn* Strong For Me - Being strong is hard EDITED* Papa Konro - Headcanons* Sharing - They have more in common than they thought* After you, no, After you - Beni and Konro can be polite sometimes.* Adoration - Konro loves her so much EDITED* Dammit Beni - Konro has too much faith in his Captain*

NSFW

NSFW Alphabet Extended - NSFW EDITED* Dangerous Game - Y/N wasn’t getting enough attention* Bath House - Beni and Konro share their lover on a rare night off* Just a Taste - Halloween Treat*

SERIES

Running Scared - Konro never meant to scare her off EDITED* Part Two (SFW) EDITED*

Gokai - There’s a new resident in Asakusa and she likes swords* Part Two (SFW)*, Part Three (NSFW)*

Apples and Oranges - Konro and Y/N invite Obi for playtime (NSFW)* Part Two (NSFW)*

SFW

Relationship Alphabet - Two types of Reader* A hug? - Joker isn’t sure what’s happening EDITED* Trick and Treat - Halloween Trick*

NSFW

NSFW Alphabet Extended - NSFW EDITED* Queen of Hearts - Joker thinks stalking is the same as dating*

SERIES

Little Lady - The rookie games was a busy day for Joker (SFW)* Part Two (SFW) EDIT*, Part Three (NSFW) EDIT*, Part Four (SFWish) EDIT*

Little Wound - It’s been a really tough year apart EDIT* Part Two (mentions of NonCon) EDIT*

SFW

So Cool - He’s not supposed to crush on his recruits* Second Chances - If you love them, let them go* Relationship Alphabet - Reader is a nurse paramedic* Lost in Translation - He likes her, she likes him - why’s she so shy?* White Lies - She hasn’t been completely honest with her Captain* Tough Recruitment - Obi’s never been rescued before*

NSFW

King and Father - She’s pregnant, But she still has needs* Obi Akitaru - NSFW Alphabet*

SERIES

Blind Spot - Sometimes Prince Charming is right there in front of you* Part Two (SFW)*

Apples and Oranges - Konro and Y/N invite Obi for playtime (NSFW)* Part Two (NSFW)*

SFW

Take Me Out - Hinawa gets a visit whilst in hospital* Hats - Hinawa has some odd quirks (SFW) EDITED*

NSFW

Making A Deal - Y/N wants to try something but it’s going to cost* Hinawa Takehisa - NSFW Alphabet* Black Lies - Some lies are too hard to keep*

SERIES

A Good Man - Hinawa wishes he wasn’t so frightening to the new recruit* Part Two (SFW)*

SFW

Relationship Alphabet - Two types of Reader* Clothes - Captain Burns helps with a zip EDITED*

NSFW

Coming Home - Leonard has many secrets in his life* NSFW Alphabet Extended - NSFW EDITED*

SERIES

SFW

NSFW

Prism - Sometimes sinning can be as pure as praying* Karim Flam - NSFW Alphabet*

SERIES

SFW

Foien Li - Relationship Alphabet* Faith - Sometimes you lose something to gain something* A Moment of Weakness - Sometimes temptaion can’t be ignored*

NSFW

Foien Li - NSFW Alphabet*

SERIES

SFW

NSFW

My Stars! - Rekka’s pretty excited about his girlfriend’s apartment* Rekka Hoshimiya - NSFW Alphabet* Sacrilege - It may be God’s house but not his God*

SERIES

SFW

Read My Lips - Communication is key EDITED*

NSFW

NSFW Alphabet A-C only - Part of the edited Alphabets*

SERIES

SFW

Assault On Her Heart - Assault’s not as oblivious as people think EDITED*

NSFW

SERIES

PERSONAL HEADCANONS

Cold Season - What happens when the boys get sick (SFW)* Dad Drabbles - Some Dad scenarios (SFW)* Driving Headcanons - What they’re like driving (SFW)* Hearing the baby news Headcanons - Surprise! You’re a Dad! (SFW)* Relationship Headcanons - How they react when they’re not Y/N’s (SFW)* Babysitting Headcanons - Are kids safe with these guys? (SFW)* Movie Headcanons - Movie nights are fun (SFW)* Heartbreak Headcanons - How they react when they’re not the one (SFW)* Death Part 1 - Obi, Hinawa, Benimaru react to losing Y/N* Death Part 2 - Burns, Konro, Joker/52 react to losing Y/N* Working Together - How they get on together* A to B Relationship - What it was like at the start vs Now* Pool Drabbles - It’s all fun and games* Ill Advised Part 1 - Konro, Beni, Joker; taking care of sick reader*

MY AU OC STORIES

OC Shinmon Kids in order

Circles and Crosses - Benimaru spends time with his daughter* Circles and Crosses and Heroes - Benimaru doesn’t like to share* Circles and Crosses and Buns - Beni’s Daughter wants to look nice* Circles and Crosses and Crosses - Hide and Seek is their favourite* Circles and Crosses and Siblings - Benimaru’s kids might be opposites but they protect each other*

Circles and Crosses and Blood - Do not mess with Benimaru’s family* Part Two (TBC)*

Konro x Benimaru

Breath of Life - Benimaru likes to remind Konro that he’s alive. NSFW* Selfish Boy - It doesn’t pay to piss off Konro NSFW*

[ichorizaki]

chill halloween type beat—o.a.

genre   fluff, crack-ish

pairing  ōbi akitaru x gn!reader

warnings  zombies

word count  3.2k

a message from sol —  ✎ˀ my first fire force fic! and it’s for our capt ōbi✨ also, my tag list is open! happy halloween, folks~

-`,✎ synopsis!  ;  when your beloved boyfriend proposes a date on the eve of halloween, you thought of a chill café date. you never thought you’d be spending the evening screaming your lungs out.

The gentle breeze of autumn caressed your skin and ruffled your hair lovingly in a welcome embrace as you stood at the entrance of Company 8. Warm coffee and cinnamon filled your senses, warmth spreading through your core as you tucked locks of your hair behind your ear. Your grip around the strap of the plastic bag you were carrying tightened in anticipation. The smile threatening to bloom on your face like a chrysanthemum in the Japanese autumn was hard to keep at bay. With a deep breath, you took a few steps forward and entered the shabby-looking building.

It wasn’t your first time at Company 8. After all, your boyfriend of four years just happened to be the captain, Several times you had come over during your free time and the other employees were no stranger to you. That day was no different as you strut down the hallway, a huge bag of drinks in your hand for not only your boyfriend but also the lovely folks working with him.

“L/N!” You saw Maki’s beautiful face pop up from around the corner. She sported an excitable smile brighter than a summer day and you couldn’t help but mirror it. “Are you here to pick up Captain Ōbi?” You nodded, still walking until the both of you met halfway. Only then did she notice the heavy bag in your hand and an exclamation sputtered from her lips.

“I got some canned drinks for everyone. This isn’t my first time coming without empty hands; why are you so surprised, Maki?” Her cheeks puffed out at your teasing tone, holding her hand out to offer a hand with the bag, which you were more than glad to oblige. “Is Akitaru in his office?”

“Nope, he’s in the main office with Lieutenant Takehisa, Shinra and Arthur. Let’s head over together,” Maki suggested. Who were you to refuse, anyway? Among the very few members of Company 8, you and Maki had always been close. After a couple of turned corners the both of you finally arrived at your destination. While you had expected it to be lively because of Shinra and Arthur’s presence, you didn’t think it was extremely lively. Especially since you were looking at your boyfriend who was laughing at the two pyrokinetics as they came at each other’s throats. However, it was definitely a sight for sore eyes. Your workplace had lively coworkers, but their dynamic never quite matched up to that of Shinra and Arthur’s. 

“Oh, babe!” Akitaru called for you as soon as he noticed you. He walked towards you and greeted you with a hug, which you gratefully accepted and returned. You’ve always loved his hugs. You love the way his ginormous arms wrapped around your frame, the heat of his body spreading to yours and enveloping you with his cologne and a home-like warmth. You weren’t subtle in the way that you buried your face in his pillowy chest to drown yourself in his scent, which was why you were met with a grinning Ōbi Akitaru when you pulled away. He didn’t need to say anything to let you know that he liked it when you did that. Shyly, you averted your gaze with a roll of your eyes but did nothing to hide your smile.

“Captain and L/N are so cute together . . .” Maki sighed wistfully as she set the bag of drinks down on the table.

“Everyone better be on your best behaviour till I come back, especially you two.” Akitaru pointedly looks over at Arthur and Shinra, the former unabashedly grinning as he threw a thumbs up. “We’ll be back for dinner.” With that, the both of you strutted out of the building, his arm slung around your waist protectively. It was one of the little things that you love most about him. Another was his tendency to call for dates at least once every two weeks. Work kept the both of you busy most of the time—you, a senior editor, and he, a captain—but you loved that he tries to take time out of the day for you even if you do pay him and his crewmates a visit at least once every week.

“So what’s the objective for today’s mission, Captain?” You teased, neck craning slightly to meet his gaze. “It is the eve of Halloween after all. I’m disappointed that there were little to no decorations thrown up.” He mocked an expression of shock and offence, his free hand flying to his chest for an extra measure as you giggled at his antics.

“I’m all for the decorations, but knowing Arthur and Shinra, they’ll be nothing but fire hazards.” Your laughter—soft, vibrant, and it reminded him of church bells—filled the air and he couldn’t help but laugh along too. He loved seeing you smile and he loved it even more when you were full-on cracking up. Akitaru took your hand in his, lacing your fingers together and swung it ever so slightly as the both of you continued to walk to his tempo. “I signed us up for a haunted house at that Halloween festival in town.” Now that has grasped your attention. With an ever slight squeeze to his gigantic hand that held yours, you looked up at him with your eyebrows raised in curiosity.

“Eh? What’s wrong with the one I’m living in?” The look on his face was absolutely priceless. He was absolutely unnerved by the fact you nonchalantly just threw that comment into the conversation. You could see the flame of fear flickering in the aged honey of his eyes, waiting for you to say something.

“The one . . . that you’re living in?” You nodded. “The one that I’ve . . . visited, spent the night at, for the past four years?” You gave him the best innocent doe eyes you could offer, tilting your head ever so slightly to the side and nodding once again. All you could think of was how clearly spooked he was and oh how you wished you could take a picture of his face at that moment. It was priceless, and Company 8’s members would definitely get a good kick out of it. “Y/N, you’re kidding . . . right?”

The curtains closed and your laughter bubbled from the back of your throat. Your stunning e/c eyes formed half-crescents, tears forming as you gave your boyfriend’s hand a reassuring squeeze. He heaved a sigh of relief but even then, a smile managed to reach his face. You leaned into him, stomach hurting from laughing too hard at the reaction he had given you, and he released his grip on your hand to wrap his arm around your shoulders to pull you closer.

“Geez, you’re such a trickster, aren’t ya?” Akitaru ruffled your hair lovingly with his other hand, your giggles and his laughter eventually diffusing into the air. He pressed a gentle kiss to your hair and gave your shoulder a light squeeze.

The both of you then began to talk about each other’s day. Making conversation with him was easy. Perhaps it’s because of your mind-blowing chemistry, but you didn’t really care about it because you love to listen to him talk about his day. You love seeing the way his lips curl into a fond smile when talking about his comrades, the way he becomes animated when he talks about his line of work. You knew it was stressful, that you could one day be the receiver of news you never want to think of, but he’s so passionate about it. All you could do is be behind him to push him forward, and by his side to be his pillar. You just hope that he knows how much you love him.

Your conversation slowed to a stop when the both of you realised that the festival was right around the corner. Halloween decorations were in every single corner of the streets. Buntings in orange, purple, black and white strung across signs of stores that lined the streets, decorative pumpkins big, small and in between were snugly cuddled next to storefronts and around streetlamps. Music and lively chatter filled the air, the scent of freshly-baked pastries and drinks dancing in the atmosphere and mingling with the various chimes of ringing bells as patrons entered cafés.

The sparkle in Akitaru’s eyes were enough to take your breath away as he pulled you along with him. You slithered through the crowd of dressed up folks, laughing and giggling as he pointed out open stalls selling candy apples or cotton candy. Eventually, you found the haunted house maze that was in the heart of the festival. It didn’t take too long to join the queue.

“This is actually an escape room,” your boyfriend told you. You hummed along, nodding in response. “So I think this should make for an interesting maze.”

You noticed that the clerk was registering the maze goers in large groups. There were couples that got lumped together with a small group of high school students, and you figured you and Akitaru would be too. Not that you minded—they can be an interesting bunch sometimes.

“Asahi-san! Don’t be scared!” You heard commotion from behind you. You raised your eyebrows, surprised at such strong words and you glanced over at your boyfriend, who also had the same reaction as you did. “I have all of your backs!”

“Noya-san, don’t tell me . . .”

It was hard to listen among the voices in the crowd, but you could vaguely pick out the stomping of feet before a clamorous mix of laughter and screams of surprise (good ones, you hoped) made you jerk forward in surprise.

“Whoa! Noya-san! You’re so cool!”

They were beginning to get a little too loud so you decided to step in. You turned around and so did Akitaru, and you were met with the sight of a bunch of high school boys surrounding a smaller friend with light-up sneakers. A quick count summed nine of them up.

“Nishinoya, keep it down! We’re in public!” The one who scolded the show-off was taller, with a strong build and a short, neat crop of dark hair. He caught your eye and his stern expression immediately dissolved into an apologetic one. “I’m sorry for the commotion that we caused. We’re not from Tokyo and this is our first time going to a haunted house maze outside of our hometown.”

“Is that so?” Akitaru chuckled. “You kids sure are a lively bunch. Try not to have too much fun, yeah?”

“OSU!” The sheer force of their chorused scream—you were so sure it was practiced—threw you off-guard as you held onto his arm for dear life. They really are a lively bunch.

Both of you patiently waited in line, bumping up slowly until it was your turn. You were allowed in as did Akitaru, waiting in the lobby with another usher who stood where you figured the entrance to the maze would be. Your excitement could barely be contained, evident in the eager grin and the way you rocked your body on the balls of your feet as one arm looped around your boyfriend’s.

As you had guessed, you were grouped with the high school boys from earlier who walked into the room in boisterous excitement. It was almost contagious. The kid with the light-up sneakers, who you had guessed was Nishinoya, went up to the both of you. You watched him patiently as he stopped just about an arm’s length from where you stood. Before you could ask him what was wrong, he violently stomped his feet against the ground and they lit up.

“Don’t be afraid! The Guardian Deity is here!” His loud proclamation was paired with a rather aggressive jab of his thumb against his chest. Some of the boys in his group were laughing, most embarrassed and the rest awestruck. What a strange personality he had . . .

“That’s good to hear, kiddo,” you answered this time. Was it possible for his eyes to sparkle brighter than the LED lights on his shoes?

All eleven of you were granted access into the maze. You were engulfed in darkness, eerie music filling the atmosphere to form the sickly ambience of a cold night. The air conditioning was on full blast and it sent an involuntary chill down your spine. The boys had gone quiet too, speaking in hushed voices as they held onto each other. You would have made fun of them too if you weren’t also clinging onto your boyfriend’s arm for dear life.

You managed to navigate the hallway despite being in almost complete darkness. So far, there were no jumpscares but yet you found yourself anticipating for the first one with bated breaths. The grip you had on Akitaru’s arm was tight, knuckles growing white as the tips of your fingers began to freeze from the temperature. You weren’t a horror fanatic but who wouldn’t be easily scared in such a situation?

The forest stillness of the room was haunting. Nobody dared to make a sound in order to keep a lookout for the actors and any decoys on the way. A shrill automated scream made you jump, clinging onto your boyfriend for dear life and for his body heat.

“Don’t worry babe,” he pulled you closer to him. “I don’t have light-up sneakers but I think I can protect you.” You scowled at him and slapped his shoulder playfully. Even in the pitch blackness you knew he was smirking and snickering to himself.

Turning the corner, you were greeted with Chucky standing in the middle of the route. You were surprised, yes, but it wasn’t enough to make you scream. You heard Akitaru’s breath hitch right next to you but you were more worried about the kids behind you. A hunch told you that the Chucky standing before you wasn’t just a decoy doll. It was too dark to see the details even with the dim swampy, murky yellow-green lighting that flickered slowly. The atmosphere was straight up from a horror movie.

“T-To the couple before us, we’re ready whenever you are.” The meek voice nearly made you scream if it wasn’t for the fact that you just remembered you had an army of high school boys right in your rear.

“Hinata boke! You don’t just say that to strangers!”

Their arguing fell on deaf ears as you tugged your boyfriend with you upon taking the first meek step. You had your eyes trained on Chucky the whole time, carefully maneuvering around him. Somehow in the midst of it all, your hands had found your boyfriend’s and your fingers were intertwined with each other in a death grip. A surge of confidence pulled your socks up and you were taking light steps forward when you heard a high-pitched scream from the boys.

“IT MOVED! IT MOVED! Somebody hold my hand . . . I think I might faint.”

“Already?”

“Asahi-san, I’ll hold your hand!”

So the rest of the maze went like that. You and your boyfriend would be spooked and have sudden exclaims out of shock while the boys behind you would scream their lungs out and cause a commotion loud enough to tear the building to shreds. Regardless, it made you laugh whenever one of them ran up out of fear and bumped into either of your backs. It happened one too many times that you decided to offer them to stick with you both, which was how you ended up holding hands with not only your boyfriend but also a group of teenage boys. Akitaru was no exception—he, too, had to hold their hands to prevent separation.

You thought it was the end of the maze for you had found the exit at the end of the long, dark hallway. The whole group inched forward cautiously and carefully, wincing and letting out whimpers here and then from actors that grabbed at your ankles or brushed a feather duster along your feet. Daichi—you’d learned the reliable friend’s name when most of the boys gravitated towards him and yelped his name like a prayer countless times—heaved a sigh of relief from behind you. Everyone had their guard down and so did you and your boyfriend, briskly walking towards the exit. The grip you had on his hand was gentler as you gave him a squeeze of relief.

However, not even halfway through the corridor, zombies and tortured spirits alike came jumping out from corners and crevices you never knew existed. A couple hung from above, one crawling up from the floorboards before you and Akitaru. To say that it was chaos was an understatement. You were yelling, your boyfriend was yelling, and so were the boys. Your heart was palpitating in your chest, thrashing and kicking against your ribcage as you blindly reached behind you and grabbed one of the boy’s wrists, yanking the whole group forward. Your feet quickly carried you towards the exit, running and running with curses spilling from your throat enough to make a grandmother faint.

Fluorescent white light blinded your vision as you shoved the black curtains aside. You groaned at the sudden abundance of light after being surrounded in darkness for what felt like an eternity. A horde of hasty footsteps came bundling after you and Akitaru, your hands still holding onto him and whomever’s wrist you had grabbed in a hurry to drag the boys out before they got lost within the maze.

Bubbles of laughter erupted from Akitaru’s throat as he glanced over at you, his beautiful eyes forming half-crescents. You couldn’t help but find yourself laughing too. Was it the adrenaline pumping viciously through your veins, or the rapid beating of your petrified heart? You let go of his hand and at the same time, the wrist you were holding. When you turned back, however, you screamed the loudest that you’ve ever done that night and immediately jumped into Akitaru’s arms.

Your scream coupled with the source of terror’s made for confusion as the boys came piling out, also screaming at the zombie actor that you kidnapped unknowingly. How that happened, you did not know, but the second you calmed down, your brows furrowed and your lower lip jutted out in a pout.

“How the hell did you get here?!” You chided the actor, whose shoulders slumped.

“You grabbed my wrist thinking that I was one of them,” they pointed their thumb over their shoulder at a bunch of red-faced high school boys. “So I grabbed one of them too so you wouldn’t get separated.” A loud sigh escaped your lips, your dominant hand rising the push your hair back from your face.

“Thanks, I think . . .”

After some apologies, shared laughter and begrudging goodbyes, you had finally made it back to your apartment. Upon removing your shoes, the lights to your living room lit the space when you walked through the door. With a loud grunt, you threw yourself onto your worn couch. Your boyfriend joins you with a fond smile on his face, looking over your form before attacking you into a cuddle from above. Akitaru flipped the both of you so that he was your pillow with his thick arm draped over your back lazily.

“Shall we have takeout for dinner instead?”

“Yes, please.” Your groans were muffled as you buried your face into his warm chest. The horror maze was more than enough to drain out your energy for the rest of the evening, and it was barely even dark out. When you left the maze, the sun was barely sinking into the horizon. All that you heard last was your boyfriend’s soothing voice ringing up Company 8 to let them know that you weren’t joining them for dinner, and then black swallowed your vision as you drifted off to sleep.

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Fire force request

Can I request a story with Karim with reader on their first date?(or something else lol)

Thank you?

A/N: I was giggling to myself like a giddy little schoolgirl while I wrote this. I am not ashamed XD I hope you enjoy!

(Oneshot) AU! But First, Our First First Date: Karim Flam x Reader

Karim possessed all the polar opposite of qualities that you looked for in a boyfriend.

He was THE ass’s ass to the people he was meeting for the first time, short-tempered, and always happened to be conveniently sporting a seriously long stick of serious seriousness up his butt whenever someone cracked a lame joke.

So how did you end up outside in the middle of Tokyo’s sweltering Summer, standing in a field of dead grass with that very same man?

You remembered how your best friend Hibana, who also happened to be the sole female owner of the popular club that featured only the best exotic male dancers-or how she preferred to call them as “gravel,” that was across the street from your workplace, successfully lured you into what would be the last blind date you ever went on.

Every time you and Hibana met up for drinks after work, she couldn’t stop going on about a guy that she’d known since they were kids because his family happened  to live in the house next to hers, that was also totally into you.

Though her description of him when they first met was, “The annoying brat had the nerve to call my beautiful plump breasts fake, and poked them with a random dirty stick he found on the side of the street. The cocky little thing turned his head off to the side with an unamused look on his face when I threatened to barrage him with my “clematis,” and smirked at me after saying, ‘You don’t have the balls to do it, or should I say, the breasts to do it. You faking fake faker.’”

Her pink pupils looked like she had used her powers to set them on fire from the way she swore to get her revenge on him someday.

But Hibana being Hibana, she didn’t think it was necessary to tell you that the one she was setting you up with, was the tall man with an athletic build, that had an undercut of black hair and a semi-long dark bluish-gray fringe he kept combed towards the front. Not to mention he was also the young bartender that had been working at her club since it opened a few years back, that you couldn’t stand to be sitting next to for than five minutes without wanting to set him flying out the window with your third-generation pyrokinetic powers, who went by the name of Karim Flam.

 -

You had finished getting ready for your blind date after closing your flower shop for the night and walked across the street to head over to Hibana’s club to meet your date.

You walked past the parking lot that was at its usual full capacity and to the front of the long line of people waiting to get in.

“Hey (Y/N), Hibana tells me you have a hot date tonight. Didn’t you say you’d run off to another country, change your name, and live in a cabin somewhere far away in a mountain where no man could ever find you?” The club’s bouncer Obi greeted with a playful smile and unclasped the gold steel clip from the matching pole to pull back the red velvet rope, “But I think this one might be a keeper. I’ve worked with for a while now and the kid’s alright. Horrible sense of humor, but makes a killer martini.” Obi immediately sucked his lips inwards and shifted his eyes back and forth in panic, realizing he had said too much.

You narrowed your eyes at a nervously sweating Obi that held the dark blue door open, “Obi-“you said almost like you were scolding him, and stood on your toes leaning forward to meet his eyes. “Don’t tell me Hibana set me up with him-“

“I swear, it’s not him! I know how much you two hate each other; I promise!” He nervously laughed as you descended your heels back onto the ground, taking a few steps past him and stopping before you walked in.

“Well, if it does turn out that you’re lying, and Hibana finds out that you slipped up and spoiled the surprise that she worked so hard to plan…” He gulped. “Well, I guess I’ll just wish you good luck now just in case she feels like having one of her gravel parades.” You innocently feigned, and patted his shoulder as you entered.

Obi’s shoulders relaxed, “Whew. I almost told her it was Karim. Hibana wouldn’t let me live it down or let me live at all if (Y/N) found out.”

The music continued to boom in your ears as you maneuvered your way through the tight crowds of bodies dancing under the flashing lights and met Hibana at the bar.

“(Y/N)!” She yelled, greeting you with an embrace as you sat onto one of the tall red bar stools next to hers. “I’m glad you could make it!”

“You wouldn’t let me hear the end of it if I didn’t!” You laughed, giving her a knowing look.

“Will it be the usual?” The current bartender on shift, Benimaru, asked before turning around to the machine of fountain drinks.

“Thanks Beni,” as he pulled the front end of the white towel he kept on his shoulder, wiping off that soda that sprayed onto the outside of the glass, and placed it on the table with a coaster.

You took a long sip of the chilled glass filled with vanilla coke and crushed ice, through the black straw. “Are you sure about this one Hibana?” You turned towards her, “Because the last guy you said was “into me,” the one that you completely “forgot” was also a wanted criminal, was a total psychopath! How did you forget the face of the man who was revealed to be not only a trained assassin, but also worked as the hitman for that lunatic Joker, when the name “Takehisa Hinawa,” was plastered on every wanted flyer and every news broadcast all over Tokyo just a few months prior?”

You eyed the woman sitting next to you who preferred to dress in a mid-thigh length, light pink satin slip dress that was two shades lighter than her shoulder-length hair, against her beautifully tanned skin, along with a pair of white stilettos, at any given time of the day. From her track record, you felt seriously unconvinced that Hibana wouldn’t be setting you up with yet another dangerous man, as you stirred the straw around the inside of the glass.

Hibana took a sip from the crystal glass filled with whiskey, “Well he’s not dangerous, or anywhere near skilled enough to be a criminal, I can tell you that much.”

“That’s not a lot-actually, that’s nothing to go on. Can’t you just tell me who it is already?”

“My shift’s over Hibana,” Benimaru interrupted as he wiped off his hands on a towel and pushed past the counter’s swinging door.

“Perfect timing, you’re date’s here! You can keep me company as I finish my drink, Beni.” Hibana got off the stool and hurriedly pushed a grumpy looking Beni towards the main part of the club.

“Don’t call me Beni, you fiend of a woman!”

“Wait, Hibana! Where are you-“ You reached your hand out but was instead met face to face with your date that was about to start his shift.

Your eyes widened as you pointed an accusatory finger to the person you had a hunch but prayed that you were wrong about. “You-!”

“Ugh, don’t tell me-That Hibana-“ He smoothed a hand over his annoyed face before walking behind the counter.

“Why did I have a feeling that it was you?” You sighed and took another sip of your drink. “I’m leaving,” as you dug in your purse and placed the money for your drink under the coaster before slipping on the strap of your purse and sliding off the stool. “Just tell Hibana I wasn’t feeling well and went home before you got here,” you turned around and waved a lazy hand.

“Hey wait a second!” Karim reached over the counter and grasped the back of your forearm, “I’m the one that asked Hibana to set me up with you,” Karim confessed as he released his hold on your arm when you paused for a brief moment before turning back around.

You looked him in the eyes and sighed. “Is this a joke Karim? You and I both know we can’t stand to be in the same room with one another without losing our tempers. You’ve hated me since the moment we met, so tell me Karim. Why am I here?” Your eyes followed his that looked downwards at the floor lost in deep thought, doubtful that whatever he said could change how you felt towards each other.

He breathed, “I’m not good at expressing how I feel with my words. They always get misunderstood and don’t come out the way I mean them to,” as you stood stilled in disbelief but allowed him to finish.

“I have a habit of putting up my guard whenever I first meet someone. You know the thing about Rekka, I’ve been like this ever since; and I guess the reason I’m always being sarcastic and tease you a lot, is because I’m comfortable around you. Even though we argue a lot, you’ve never once looked at me like the culprit.”

“So, that’s your reason?” Karim looked back up at you confused.

“Huh?”

“It wasn’t your fault for Rekka ending up the way that he did. You tried your best to save him, and at the end of the day, that’s all we can do,” as Karim gave you a saddened half smile.

“And! If you wanted a date, why didn’t you just ask me? Why go through all the trouble of making Hibana brag about you and drag me here?” You slightly tilted your head and waited for his answer.

“Because! I thought you’d turn me down, and by the time I realized I should’ve asked you myself, it was too late. It didn’t matter how much I begged her to help me, she wouldn’t help unless I paid an amount equal to the gravel I was or some crap, so I let her take whatever she wanted from my paycheck. I was going to ask you out last week and when I told Hibana I wanted my money back, she said she already blew the money from half my paycheck on some stupid shoes.”

“Pft-“ You both looked to each other for a moment before laughing at the same time, “That’s Hibana before you. There’s no refunds when you offer her money to do anything.” You shook your head at your best friend who still acted like the child from when you first met.

Karim rubbed the back of his neck, “I know. There’s no coming between that woman and her shoes. I’m pretty stupid right?”

“I think that might’ve been the first honest thing you’ve said today,” you joked.

“Then here’s the second most honest thing I’ve said today, I like you (Y/N). Will you go out with me?”

You purposely hesitated for a second longer just to see his cocky smile waver the slightest, “Yes.”

“What took you so long woman! Geez, you were about to give me a heart-attack!”

 A Few Days Later

“Can you tell me what we’re doing out here Karim?” You felt like you were going to melt into a human puddle for how unbearably hot it was outside, “It’s in the middle of freaking Summer. It’s too hot!”

Karim chuckled as he unzipped the large bag he was lugging around on his shoulder the entire way and pulled out his special instrument, “I want you to aim the biggest ball of your flames at me.”

You looked at him bewildered. “Is all this sun going to your head?”

He pulled his earphones over his ears, “Come on, just do it. Trust me!” as he positioned himself.

You had no idea what he was planning, “O-okay, here goes!” as you took a deep breath summoning your flames that started out as a spinning sphere that instantly expanded into something of a giant burning meteor, and raised it over your head as you launched it at Karim with all your might.

You watched as Karim held his ground and waited for the perfect moment for his instrument to inhale in all the fire as he rung his bell loudly. The sounds waves from the bell fluctuated the air in your flames, the heat expanding and compressing within the valves of his instrument repeatedly, and when the sound waves expanded, it drastically changed the temperature of your flames by cooling it  down.

A frigid gust of wind blew as your fire extinguished and you waited not knowing what to expect. You could hear the sound within the instrument stiffening as Karim aimed the other end of his instrument towards the ground.

“I heard you’d never gone ice-skating!” He called from the other side of the field.

You grinned, “I haven’t!” You watched in awe as the brown grass beneath you froze over into a giant field of solid ice to form your own personal ice rink.

Karim happily smiled as he ran around the rink towards you while holding two pairs of skates. “How’s this as our first officially official first date?”

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It’s a Sign

A short story for my friend (^.^)

Obi x Reader

SFW

Ugh. Where is this bus? You thought as you checked your watch for the third time. It usually wasn't this late. Luckily, it was a nice day outside and you enjoyed standing in the summer sun, even if you were just antsy to go home.

Another five minutes passed with no bus in sight, but something else pulled your attention.

Two men were walking down the street, having a conversation and wearing big, black and blue uniforms. Fire Soldiers. You assumed. They looked like they were on patrol or maybe heading back from somewhere, since they weren't in a rush. They were coming closer towards the bus stop you where at.

One of them, a tall, muscular man with black hair, noticed you looking at them. He blinked a couple times, taking in your pretty face before he gave flashed you a side smile.

You felt your cheeks heat up a little and turned your eyes away but then flicked them back in his direction. He was still looking at you while he walked, getting closer to the bus stop. You flashed him back a bashful smile but then you noticed something that was in his path and he wasn't paying attention. "W-Watch out!"

BANG

The man had smacked his face off of the sign for the bus as he passed you, falling down to the ground and holding his face.

His friend, the second man that was walking with him, sighed and looked down at him, like this sort of thing was normal. "Are you okay, sir?"

"My nose stings. What a hard sign."

"Are you okay?"

The man looked up and saw you at his side, bending down to see if he were hurt. Sucking up his pain, he smiled and stood up, quickly covering up what has just happened. "Oh, that? I am fine! That sign is the one that should be feeling any pain." He puffed out his chest and laughed.

The second man placed his hand on his face. "Not this again."

You looked at him with confusion and stood straighter yourself. "You hit it pretty hard, are you sure you're not hurt?"

"Tip top shape!" He stuck his hand out at you. "The name's Akitaru Obi. This is Takehisa Hinawa. And you are?"

"Y/N." You shook his hand, but you still weren't convinced he was okay, since there was a small trickle of blood coming from his nose. "You should really get that looked at, you might have broken it."

Obi crossed his eyes, trying to look at his own nose but only managed to look silly, causing you to giggle.

Hinawa rolled his eyes and sighed. "I'm going to head back to the station." He knew Obi didn't hear him; whenever he got like this, everyone else faded away to nothing.

"Do you really think it's broken?" He said, slowly coming around on maybe there was something wrong; pain throbbing. Touching his nose, he winced, making a hissing sound. "Oww!"

This man is strange. You thought, smiling as you watched him poke his nose. "Stop that." You batted his hand away from his face. "If it is broken, you don't want to aggravate it!" The bus you were waiting for finally came into view and was almost at the stop. Looking from it to Obi, you had to make a choice: leave this man to fend on his own who looked a little dumb about his injury. Or help him and take him to the hospital yourself to make sure he gets right treatment. The bus stopped and opened it's doors, waiting for you to board.

With a sigh, you turn around to Obi who was still prodding at his nose. "I said to stop that!" Waving a hand to the bus driver, you tell him that you don't need to get on and go back to Obi. "Come on. I'm going to take you to the hospital and get your nose looked at."

Obi blinked. "You're what?"

"When you hit that sign, did you lose your hearing too? I said I'm taking you to the hospital." You grabbed his hand and pulled him in the direction of the nearest doctor.

Luckily, Obi's nose wasn't broken, just badly bruised. "Hey, uh, Y/N? Thank you, you know, for taking care of me. You don't even know me but you went out of your way to make sure I was okay." He scratched the back of his head and blushed, looking bashful. "I, um, would like to repay you for your kindness."

Staring up at him, you smiled. While you two were waiting to see a doctor, he told corny jokes which made you giggle. He told you stories of his experiences while being a Fire Soldier and from back when he was just a regular fire man. You found the stories intriguing and listened intently. "You don't have to repay me, Obi. Besides, I have a feeling if I left you back there, you would have just ignored your injury and not get the right treatment you needed."

You were right. Obi would have just caught up with Hinawa and carried on with his day. "Let me take you to dinner. Don't think of it as me repaying for your kindness, think of it as maybe..."

"A date?"

Obi froze. He thought it and you said it. "Oh, well, uh... Umm..."

"You're cute when you're flustered." You chuckled, hooking your arm with his. "You're stupidly charming, do you know that?"

His heart beat rapidly. "A-Am I?" He started walking with you next to him. Smirking, he puffed out his chest and laughed again. "Well, looks like me running into that bus stop was a good sign. Hahaha!"

Your face fell unamused at his horrible pun. "You're an idiot."

[sangorous]

helping you take your braids out.

various fire force men x black fem!reader headcanons.

benimaru shinmon

•"can i help you do what now?" his face had a mixture of confusion and seriousness.

•he did not want to help you because he did not know what to do.

•but after begging him and telling him you'd teach him what to do even though it was easy, he gave in.

•since it was his first time helping, you made sure that you cut the ends so that he wouldn't accidentally cut your hair off.

•at first, you wanted to sit on the floor while he sat on the couch.

•but benimaru insisted that he sat behind you on the floor so that he could learn better.

•"now how do i do this?" he was quite the sigher.

•"you obviously start at the end where that i cut from and then start unbraiding, nothin’ serious,"

•your reply was a bit sarcastic and he knew that.

•"you're really lucky that you're my girlfriend, if you weren't i would've left you to do this yourself after your sarcastic response,"

•he tapped your forehead before he began to help you unbraid.

•the first few hurt a bit, but after you showed him the process again he got the hang out of it.

•was very surprised to see how curly your hair was after being out of the braids.

•"i guess i can help you do this, but not all the time though,"

•you placed a kiss on his lips before walking off to wash your hair.

akitaru obi

•"it's your favorite day!" you shouted, walking inside his office.

•"you want to work out with me?" "boy,” you looked at him

•"i have to take my braids out," his frown changed into a smile.

•obi loved helping you take your braids out.

•every time he helped you, he was learning something new.

•he learned that they were a protective hairstyle that you and helped you grow your hair (sometimes).

•he had a special draw in his office where he stored plastic bags to put the braiding weave in.

•sometimes you would let him cut the ends.

•if he didn't get the chance to cut your ends he would become a little baby and throw a fit.

•he knew that you were tender-headed so he made sure that he was delicate and took his time unbraiding your hair.

•loved how your hair looked once they were out of the braids.

•"you should wear your hair like this often,”

•not only does he like to help you take your braids out, but he loves to help you wash your hair out.

•"i'll come over later to help you wash your hair out, i have to go," he pecks your lips before getting ready.

takehisa hinawa

•he does not understand why do you need help.

•"you cannot do this yourself?"

•sometimes his honesty makes you want to kick him.

•"please hinawa, you ain’t doing anything today anyways,"

•a small sigh leaves his lips while he pushes his glasses up.

•he doesn't mind helping you unbraid your hair, but he genuinely didn't understand why you needed help.

•he grabs the scissors from your hand and cuts the ends off.

•hinawa wastes no time unbraiding your hair, he wants to get it over with.

•although he goes at a fast pace, he tries to make sure that you're not in pain.

•he asks you if you're okay every ten seconds.

•"i promise you ain’t hurtin’ me," he makes sure that once you're done unbraiding your hair, that he helps detangle your hair.

•he helps part your hair so that you're ready to wash your hair.

•"there, now you're ready," he gives you a small smile before he follows you to the kitchen.

vulcan joseph

•dreads the day you have to take your braids out.

•he would rather be inventing something new than taking your braids out.

•sometimes he would pretend to not hear you but would fail.

•"do i have to?" he whines. you gave him the same look every time and he gives in.

•you cut the ends off all time because you still don't trust vulcan to do so.

•he sits behind you and places the plastic bag next to him.

•he is very slow when it comes to taking your braids out.

•but he's only slow because he doesn't want anything bad to happen while doing so.

•each time you two do this together, you explain to vulcan on why you get braids/twists.

•he was confused at first, but then understood each time you reminded him.

•while he dreaded taking your braids out, he did love it at the same time.

•it made him happy that he was able to make you happy by helping you out.

•"maybe when i grow my hair out, you can braid my hair," he smiles.

•you can't help but chuckle because you knew that he wasn't going to grow his hair out.

•sometimes he helps you wash your hair and sometimes he doesn't, either way, you didn't mind.

[ficforce]

Making a Deal

Hinawa Takehisa x Reader NSFW No set timeline Established relationship

“I can handle this, Y/N”

Y/N gave a disappointed huff when Hinawa lifted his arm above his head and made it significantly harder for her to reach the razor, “Please, Takehisa, I want to do it just once.” She was on her tiptoes, body pressed to his as she tried desperately to drag his right arm down to her reach. “It will be one of those cute things that bring us closer together as a couple.”

“According to your magazines,” she liked to read relationship magazines, “Letting you loose with a sharp object near my throat – with your track record,” he nodded down to the tiny squares of tissue soaking up the blood from her own razor accidents. She’d caught herself a few times whilst shaving her legs and she supposed it was a mark against her and shrugged. “Learn to not cut yourself and I’ll think about it next time I stay over.”

Y/N was still trying to pull his arm down and at this point, he was just flexing whilst she hung from his bicep, “Show off.” He smiled at her and she put her bare feet back on the bathroom floor, “Please. Pretty please, I will be so careful and if I do slash your throat I promise never to date another man…except maybe Captain Obi…or maybe Maki.”

With a defeated sigh Hinawa sat on the edge of the bathtub and surrendered the razor, “This will cost you, Y/N.”

“I look forward to it,” Y/N sat across his thighs and wet the razor, it had dried a little during their exchange and she hoped that the shaving cream on his face was still good, “I like when you stay over.” Carefully she tipped his head back and shaved a clean strip up to his chin, “I get to buy myself cute panties and wear your shirts.” Another swipe and she ran the razor under the tap beside her.

Hinawa’s hands, which had been on her hips, slipped down to cup her bottom, his fingers tugging teasingly at the material, “It’s more lace than actual underwear. It’s not practical, Y/N, but I’m guessing you weren’t planning on wearing them for long.” The oversized shirt she was wearing to sleep in was his, he had wondered where his favourite black shirt had gone and he wasn’t displeased with finding it on her body when he had arrived the night before. Hinawa turned his face to the side so that she could shave the scruff off along his jaw, “Maybe I should finish shaving, I’m a little distracted right now.”

“I figured that out, Lieutenant.” There was the undeniable feel of his cock pressing against her and she relinquished the razor so that she could get up and head toward her room, “Don’t cut yourself rushing.” Y/N teased him before simply falling back onto her bed, the sheets still smelled of him and she gathered his pillow to her chest, inhaling his scent and closing her eyes. Her ears picked up the sound of Hinawa washing his face, his bare feet almost silent on the floorboards but not silent enough for him to sneak up on her – he wanted her to hear him. The man crawled not the bed and settled beside her, his hand coming up to brush against her cheek.

Hinawa pressed his mouth to hers, kissing her over and over, letting his tongue tease her lips until she let out a little moan. He gave her a little shove then and moved off the bed to the end, kneeling down and yanking her to the edge, “Let’s see how close this shave was.”

Running his palms up her bare legs, noting her twitch and the way her hands curled into his hair as he continued by spreading her thighs. His nose nuzzled into her leg, teasing her inner thighs with his lips and then rubbing his face over the same spot. A giggle from above made his eyebrows raise curiously, “Curious reaction,” Y/N murmured that she was just excited, the man snorted at how that made no sense, he kissed the inside of her right thigh, just above her knee. Again he used his tongue to lick the soft skin on the inside of her thigh, from her knee to the very edge of her impractical panties. Y/N shuddered lightly, no one had ever done this to her as well as him and it always drove her crazy with desire, hating that he could probably smell her arousal Y/N grabbed the pillow once more and hugged it to her chest with a small moan. Hinawa kissed the inside of her left thigh next and once again traced a path upward with the tip of his tongue, slowing a bit as he got close to the apex, with a sadistic grin he covered her with his mouth, licking over the material of her underwear causing her hips to rise off of the bed and against him. His name was muffled into the pillow and the brunette laughed to himself, pulling the panties off and flinging them across the room.

“Careful, they’re new!” Her eyes followed the scant piece of clothing go flying and as his tongue slowly swept from her wet entrance up to her sensitive little bud, her hips lifted from the bed entirely and he took the chance to pull her closer to his mouth. His first licks were long, slow and firm so that he knew she could feel every wriggle of the wet muscle, the flat of his tongue making her sigh and mewl, louder each time he got close to her clit. If he gave in to her then this would be over faster than he thought she deserved, he made sure to pull away every few licks to kiss and rub his freshly shaved face into her skin, reminding her why this had started.

He moaned into her, tasting her with the same enthusiasm he always did, he loved doing this to her almost more than he loved being buried inside his lover, one of her feet landed square on his shoulder and Hinawa didn’t hesitate to pull her closer, capturing the limb and using it to keep her from wriggling away. His hand stroked up her leg and came to a stopover her stomach, he could feel how hard she was breathing, gasping in pleasure that he could only imagine without looking up. The man knew her spine was curved up off the mattress, her shoulders would be the only thing holding her in that position as her chest heaved, he knew her hard nipples would be pushing against the thin material of his shirt and the image had him moaning a little louder against her. He felt her hand grip his, holding onto it for dear life as she got closer, his name the only thing she could say in that moment.

On the next lick, he passed over her clit, stopping on it and wriggling the tip of his tongue against it, teasing and worshipping the most sensitive spot on her body. He bore down on her bud faster and harder making her buck against his mouth, instinct taking over as she rocked against him until her body tensed and she froze, the cry of his name echoing in his ears as he worked her through it, keeping hold of her before she could escape – determined to get every last drop of her climax. When she went limp Hinawa gave her a final lick and wiped his mouth, climbing up over her and stealing the pillow she was hiding under, “Now that breakfast is finished - I’ll take my payment for letting you shave my face.”

Y/N let out a delighted whimper and trembled as he moved down to kiss her hips.

[ficforce]

Black Lies

Hinawa x Reader NSFW

The two froze as they heard someone outside the locker room and Y/N pressed her face into his neck, holding her breath in hopes that their teammates would keep going and they wouldn’t be caught yet. The voices began to drift away and she let out a relieved breath, she didn’t have time to take oxygen back in before Hinawa’s mouth crashed into hers again, his tongue pushing back into her mouth with as much fervour as before as his fingers went back to unbuttoning her shirt. She could feel her lungs burning and pulled on his hair, tugging until she was able to pull his head back, he reluctantly let her and whilst she was gasping in air Hinawa pulled at her belt, “W-Wait!” The man paused without hesitation and Y/N couldn’t help but smile at him for his restraint, “It’s too risky in here…” The Lieutenant nodded and took her hand, pulling her through the station without a care, their relationship was secret but he had the confidence to walk them out so openly until they reached his room, they didn’t run into a single person and she wondered if he could sense where everyone was in the building. Their hands were back on each other the moment the door to his room locked, pulling at clothing and grabbing at naked skin until Hinawa lifted her with ease and put her down on his bed. Y/N wriggled further upon it and welcomed him back into her arms as he pressed himself over her, kissing down her throat to her collarbone and then he slowed just a little when he reached the uneven skin along her upper chest. He felt her shiver and grazed his teeth over her burn-scarred shoulder just once before continuing to kiss down her body, “Takehisa…”

His name falling breathlessly from her lips made his eyes brighten until they were burning yellow, she was so honest with her feelings for him that he couldn’t help but get excited, “I want you, Y/N” “I’m already yours,” her body felt hotter than usual, everywhere their skin touched burned and the air felt a little thin, “T-Takehisa, it’s too hot…” The air around them cooled as he reigned in his ability to reduce the heat in the room, it didn’t seem to help her as heat prickled all over her body, inside and out. Choosing to ignore it, Y/N grabbed his face and pulled him up to kiss her, a small whimper was swallowed up by the Lieutenant as he pushed into her. The sudden stretch and feeling of fullness had her so hot she felt dizzy, as long as he kept thrusting into her so passionately that she could see stars, Y/N didn’t think she cared. Hinawa felt the heat spike in the room too and made a conscious effort to slow his hips and make sure he wasn’t overheating - it wasn’t him causing it. He caught a glimpse of colour in his lover’s eyes and his thrusts stuttered to a halt, “Y/N?” “No… no, please!” She pleaded as her body rolled up against his, trying to get the friction she so badly needed, “Please.” The man caught her hips and gently shushed her, settling himself deep inside and gritting his teeth as her tight, wet heat fluttered around him. Her eyes were glowing and Hinawa saw soft yellow flames dance along her skin; scorching the bedding in places. “Take…” The Lieutenant was taken off guard, he had know Y/N for years and never had she mentioned that she was a third-generation pyrokinetic, nor had he ever seen her use any ability. He felt a hard push on his chest and she forced him onto his back whilst straddling him; he couldn’t hold onto a thought as Y/N rode him almost desperately. Their skin met loudly and Hinawa pushed himself up on one arm, his free hand yanking her head back to expose her throat, biting and licking, enjoying the way she bounced on his lap and moaned his name like a mantra. He felt his skin tingle each time she accidentally burned him, her control was tenuous and Hinawa wasn’t sure that she wouldn’t set the room on fire if he didn’t do something fast. Y/N gasped and squeezed around his cock, “Oh God…!” Hinawa’s thumb rubbed and stroked over her clit, his hips bucking up into her just right that he knew she wouldn’t last long. He had muffled her cries as best he could when she came, his own moans a little quieter but he didn’t doubt someone might have heard them. As she collapsed on top of him, Hinawa stroked his hands up and down her back, her body was hotter than he’d ever felt before, he waited until their breathing had calmed and they both began to cool before asking her outright, “Y/N… how long have you been pyrokinetic?” She froze in his arms and then she removed herself from his lap, ignoring the way she could feel his cum leaking out between her thighs, “Y/N?” “I’m not,” the woman said quietly and began getting dressed as quickly as she could, “I’m going to grab a shower and then I’ll get back to writing up the reports.” He reached out for her hand, his fingertips barely brushing hers before she tore her arm away, she didn’t look at him as she headed for the door. Hinawa blinked dumbly as he watched her blatantly lie to his face and try to run away - was she scared? He pulled on his pants and stood up to follow, “You can tell me as your boyfriend or I’ll make you tell me as your Lieutenant.” Y/N’s hand paused on the doorknob and she felt her bottom lip tremble, she couldn’t believe he was pulling rank on her, she didn’t think he would ever do that to her and Y/N felt like he had just shot her, “It doesn’t matter…” “It does.” He put his glasses back on and disliked that he could see clearly how tense she was now, her shoulders drawn up and a tremble just noticeable throughout her body, “It’s not in your file, you’ve never mentioned it before and it matters, Y/N. For your safety at the very least… The Captain and I need to know so that we can -!” “I don’t want anyone to know,

Takehisa!” Flames danced along her shoulders and up into her hair as she yelled, they disappeared without a trace in seconds, “I hate it!” Y/N opened the door and ran out into the hallway, she crashed straight into Obi who steadied her by her shoulders, she shoved him back without a thought, her palms scorching his overalls by accident and they both looked at each other with wide-eyed surprise, “I… I’m so sorry!” She shoved past him and kept running. — - Obi and Hinawa searched the building as discreetly as possible, once it was obvious she wasn’t there they took to the streets to find their teammate and Hinawa told Obi about their relationship. It wasn’t against the rules to date his subordinate, they had found the secrecy fun and Y/N had been worried he might be accused of being softer on her than the others - though, in truth, he was harder on her. The Captain gave a slight shrug and admitted that he had figured it out a few weeks ago when he heard them in the back of the matchbox. “Do you know why her ability is active right now?” The Captain checked down one of the streets and blew out a puff of air, “She seemed really upset… you think it’s a new thing?” “Her chest and shoulder were burned badly when she was a teenager, it’s safe to say she didn’t have it then but I think she’s been suppressing it.” He was worried that she could have a burnout and he worried that threatening her with his position had been a step too far; he should have let her come to him willingly instead of being so forceful. “Y/N became a firefighter because she lost her mother in a house fire.” Obi nodded, he’d heard the story and read it in her file, “Her sister Infernalised, right? She’s amazing for choosing to fight fires even after getting burned and losing so much.” He knew that she still had her father but he hadn’t heard her talk about him and the man hadn’t ever shown up to any of her award ceremonies or even come to visit Company 8 after she had been recruited, “I heard her shout that she hated it… do you think that’s her thinking or someone else’s?” “I’m not sure,” he stopped to adjust his glasses and looked up at the sky, “I sent a message to her father a few months after she joined and before we started dating. I thought I should invite him to the Rookie Games to cheer her on but his reply was absolute.” “Absolute?” “He replied that he would ‘rather eat glass than watch his daughter associate further with fire breathing freaks’. A little more research showed that he’s part of several clubs against fire users.” It wasn’t unusual, people who lost loved ones to Infernalisation often resented second and third generations - simply for surviving the flames. “Perhaps she was trying to run away from his hatred…?” Obi pat his shoulder and nodded his head back toward the Station, “We’re her family now, she knows that so… I think she’ll come home by herself.”  — - Vulcan flagged them down when he saw the Captain and Lieutenant, he pulled them toward the garage and made sure no one else was around before whispering, “Y/N’s locked herself in the back of the Matchbox, I think I heard her crying but when I called out she went completely silent and pretended not to be there. Also, the temperature in here keeps going up…” Obi looked to Hinawa and the other man nodded, “Nice work, Vulcan, let Hinawa deal with it for now.” The younger man looked back with worry in his eyes, he liked Y/N and he didn’t like that something strange was going on or that she wouldn’t speak to him, “Everything will be okay.” Hinawa exhaled after taking a deep breath and approached the vehicle, he knocked on the doors at the back and waited a minute before heading to the front and getting in, he slid open the panel and flinched as hot air hit his face and steamed his glasses up. “You’re overheating, please come out of there… you don’t have to talk to me, Y/N, I won’t force you to but I don’t want you to collapse either.” The back of the vehicle was too dark for him to see anything and he couldn’t hide the worry in his voice anymore, “Please, Y/N, I know how

exhausting it is keeping things locked away.” Still, she wouldn’t come out and he slumped back into the driver’s seat, “In our world, people burst into flames… and burn to nothing. Rather than getting stuck where you are, constantly lost and confused, it’s probably better for everyone if you stay indifferent and unemotional.” It was his own personal feelings, it was Hinawa’s way of coping with everyday tragedies, he figured that her hiding her powers was a similar coping mechanism. “Just another cog in the machine, not standing out and just trying to fit in and keep going. It’s easier that way… but it’s exhausting. It hurts, right?” He heard the click of the lock from inside and got out of the Matchbox, the garage was becoming like a sauna and he barely caught Y/N as she staggered out of the back, “Take deep breaths.” Hinawa lifted her into his arms and headed for the showers, he didn’t bother checking for occupants before he placed her on the floor and turned the shower on so that the spray was cold. Steam hissed off her skin and rose up above them, the Lieutenant felt his black t-shirt begin to cling to him as the fabric became heavy with water but he was more concerned with cooling her down. “I hate it… fire… it takes and takes and… I hate myself.” His hands stroked over her cheeks and he pressed his forehead to hers, “Don’t let it take you too, don’t burn yourself out because I wouldn’t know what to do if I lost you too.” He sat beside her under the spray and soon he felt her nestle into his side, her head resting over his heart as she began to cry, Hinawa rested his cheek on her head and held her tight, “You don’t have to hide from me because I’ll love you regardless.”