#tetsu tachibana fluff

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please, tachibana [yak 0] content please 🙏

please, him and ryuji, im dying

so hungry

tetsu tachibana sfw and nsfw headcanons !

◍ pairing - tetsu tachibana/afab!reader

◍ tags - nsfw, minors dni, no gendered terms or pronouns used, description of prosthetic-related pain, soft dom!tachibana, switch!tachibana, mention of shibari, praise, he'd be such a romantic i cry

◍ a/n - oh my GODD i love tachibana i jumped at the chance to talk about him when i saw this ask!!! i will do ryuji headcanons in a seperate post, so keep ur eyes peeled for that heheh

◍ SFW ◍

ohh my goodness tachibana is probably the most devoted, soft lover in the world

his love isn't loud or possessive - it's soothing, the way he whispers honeyed words to you and presses light kisses to your cheeks

he regards you much like his touch will shatter you, his eyes gleaming with affection every time he gazes upon you, even if there's not a huge grin on his face

treats you to everything and anything you could ever want, going so far to just letting you have a credit card with his name on it - his pockets are deep, and what better to spend all this excess on than on you?

truthfully, your love might throw him for a loop at first - he's so used to using and being used that the fact that you're with him for nothing in return but his affection gives him pause

he eventually relaxes into your relationship after long enough, his paranoid heart soothed that you truly just loved him for him and not for anything he could give you

(not that that stops him from giving you everything he has, anyways)

even if he's unable to keep an eye on you personally, he usually sends some employee of his firm to make sure you're safe if you ever go out on your own

he won't show how much he frets while you're gone, but the relief he feels every time you come back to him unharmed and happy is so strong that he can physically feel a weight lift off his shoulders

loves to kiss your knuckles, the back of your hand, and up your arm

always insists on having you walk on his left, so he can intertwine his actual fingers with yours

he tends to avoid touching you with his prosthetic hand, worried that the cold metal will make you flinch

oh well, he thinks - he'd much rather touch you with the hand that can feel the warm of your body and the gentle kisses of your lips

even if he fakes nonchalance about it, make sure you take his prosthetic hand and kiss it too - he'll nearly weep that you're not ashamed or afraid of any part of him

you even start to notice when he's hurting, even if he doesn't show it on his face

he feels embarrassed at first when you fret over him, insisting that he'll be alright and that he's lived with the pain for this long - but he can't deny that being taken care of by you feels nice

you eventually become the only person he feels vulnerable enough around to start to grimace again

will tell you how lucky he is to have you and how beautiful you are at any given second

"being in your arms feels like a dream, my love," he'll whisper softly in your ear as he holds you close, resting his head against yours as he just basks in your warmth, "but it's one i'd be happy to never wake up from"

◍ NSFW ◍

tachibana tends to take a more passive role during sex due to his fragile health

he's made peace with his failing body and the limitations it gives him, but he can't deny that it sours him a little knowing he can't put more effort into making love to you

despite that, he will still naturally take control, softly whispering instructions and praises in your ear while you're in his lap

loves seeing you fall apart on his fingers or his tongue

actually, just likes seeing you fall apart in general - somehow, seeing you melt and moan under his touch awakens that sadistic side of himself that he thought he buried a long time ago

"you look so beautiful like this, darling, absolutely soaking my hand - you want to cum, don't you? go ahead"

he's got a pretty cock to match his pretty face - it's not a monster to behold or anything, but his skin is smooth with a few blue veins running down its length

it's always flushed such a pretty pink by the time you get to it, his tip weeping a steady stream of pre

he keeps himself pretty well-groomed down there - he doesn't grow a lot of body hair to begin with, so what's left usually gets shaven off

despite naturally taking the lead when you're in bed, he won't protest if you decide that you're going to be the one to take charge

(and let's be real, if you have your hands or mouth on his cock, he's probably going to fall apart so much that he won't be domming anyways)

has the prettiest, cutest moans that come out in choked gasps

if he can muster the breath, he won't stop babbling about how much he loves you and how radiant you are as you're fucking yourself on his lap

"d-doing so good, my love - look so pretty on my lap, i won't be able to hold on for much longer"

looks absolutely wrecked by the time he cums - his neatly styled hair falling over his face, his entire body flushed and barely able to keep his eyes open

one round and one orgasm is just about enough to make this poor boy want to pass out - but he'll still make sure he gathers you up in his arms, press a loving kiss to your forehead and tell you how good you did

as a bonus, a kink i think he'd be into is probably shibari - he doesn't really strike me as the kind of guy who necessarily gets off on you being helpless, he just thinks that the intricate tying and knots of the red rope against your skin is absolutely breathtaking :)

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I’m so happy I found another rgg blog!! May I request some fluff Tachibana headcanons? Take your time of course💗

|| this is me, crying my eyes out because he baby but also he got BIG TITTY. tell me in wrong. I dare you. Tetsu Tachibana, I think you mean Titty Tachibaby

Testu Tachibana

Tetsu is pretty busy with his business but he will always make time for his partner. No, it may not be every single night but a few times a week at the very least. It doesn't have to be grand. Just having dinner together or enjoying a walk at night together. He enjoys that time with his partner very much and cherishes it. He just enjoys their company. It helps him take a breath from everything.

He knows he is a shit driver. His partner knows. Oda knows. Kiryu knows. We all know. But he is gunna offer a nice drive into the country side every now and then to his partner. First time, they nearly got thrown out the window. Second time - There was no second time. If they need to drive, Tetsu's partner better be the one driving or they are walking. For everyone's safety and sanity.

Tetsu is actually a very dominate individual. You think this man is going to be soft, submissive bottom but he is not even close. He has a knack very being a bit of a sadistic partner romantically and sexually. He is in charge. He certainly is okay with letting his partner think they run the show but he is the one holding the leash and he is not afraid to tease them back into their place. He tends to attract some hyperactive, louder people so he loves to see them coil back and get all flustered and quiet.

His favorite kisses to give are cheek kisses. He likes to gently turn their head to the side with his index finger, leaning in. He lingers a bit after placing the kiss sometimes, thumb tracing his partner's jawline. Tetsu has to hold himself back from diving right in unannounced and stealing a kiss from their lips often. He doesn't want to startle or fluster them too much but sometimes he can't help it with how cute they are. Especially if his partner is shy and gets flustered easily

Tetsu is the kind of guy to send flowers to his partner's work place for them. Not always but around anniversaries, birthdays, or just when they are having a rough week to surprise them. He loves spoiling his partner with small surprises like that. He knows it isn't much and they may not even care, but if it brightens their day even a little, that is what matters to him.

[real-sotenbori-hours]

Things have been quiet for a while at Tachibana Real Estate. With Tetsu on the mend after a particularly rough bout of intensive dialysis, Y/N decided to take up an evening profession to ensure their comfortable survival.

Did Tetsu ask her to get a job? Absolutely not. Did he need additional income? Absolutely not. Though his health was improving, Elder Chen and his staff strongly suggested he take time off to relax and make a full recovery. He obliged.

He was also well aware of the stress relief his woman got from working nights. He figured she enjoyed it. Despite her sensitive and loving nature, she was combative in spirit. When she’d gotten wind that there was a secret ring in which women were paid well to fight, she quite literally jumped at the chance.

She was a natural. Strong and confident yet agile and quick to react. When he’d watch her stretch just before heading out, he could tell she knew what she was doing. Though he wasn’t crazy about the idea, he’d never say so. He just worried in silence and supported her, regardless. She was always there for him in every way and he’d never forget it.

She usually made it home by 2 or 3 in the morning. She’d slip in quietly, shower and sneak into bed, wrapping her arms around him. He’d get a whiff of her damp, clean hair and the aroma of her fresh skin and would immediately smile and drift back into a peaceful sleep.

But tonight was different. In repose, he stared out the floor to ceiling windows, his fears kept him wide awake. His stomach was in knots as their penthouse remained empty save for him and his mounting, screaming concerns. As he sighed heavily and rolled on his side, he heard the unmistakable sound of a key in the lock.

He leapt out of bed and walked toward the door, turning the knob and drawing it open. There she stood, a look of peril in her eyes. He immediately threw his arms around her as she leaned into his embrace, wincing. Without a word he pulled her inside, promptly closing the door. With his arm around her waist, supporting her weight he walked her to the sofa; a long, wide sectional perfect for sprawling out.

“Baobei, do you know what time it is? The sun is about to rise. Are you alright?” Tetsu tried so hard not to sound scolding, but he felt he had every right to worry about her safety and could no longer hold back.

She sighed, covering her eyes. “I’m so sorry. I’m okay, just a little roughed up.”

Tetsu turned on the kitchen light so as not to blind her. He grabbed ice, bandages, towels and a bowl of warm soap water.

He sat beside her, setting his stack of care items in his lap.

“What happened?” He asked softly as he looked on, fighting the urge to groan. Though the mere thought of her being hurt was unbearable to him, he couldn’t deny the relief that as he examined her, her injuries didn’t appear to be too serious; just a couple of lacerations and a few bruises. It still broke his heart to see the love of his life in any pain. He gave her thigh a quick squeeze and walked back toward the kitchen to fill a large glass with ice and water.

“I just barely won this one. My opponent was from Nagoya. I’d never heard of her so I underestimated her. She was incredibly strong and much faster than I am. I can’t believe I pinned her, she wore me out. We tumbled on the floor a lot, so I’ve got quite a few scrapes and I might’ve slightly bruised a rib. It hurts to move.” She sighs again, taking a sip of water as Tetsu handed her the glass.

“Baobei... maybe you should take a break for a while?” He asked hopefully as he laid a cold towel over her forehead.

“I’ve already decided as much, indefinitely. But what’ll we do...”

He places his index finger against her lips. “I hope you’re not concerned about money. You know that will never be an issue.” He leans in and kisses her softly, gripping her chin with his left hand and caressing her cheek. “Please. You mean more to me than absolutely anything. You do not have to earn a thing. I do not want you to feel like you owe me anything.”

She looked into his eyes and whimpered, holding back tears. Between the pain from her injuries and her boundless adoration of this man, she felt herself sliding into the emotional deep end. “Tetsu, I love you... so much. I haven’t been doing this because I don’t think you can support us. I know you can, everyone knows how successful and financially sound you are. I just feel guilty because I’m just some girl, I’ve never amounted to anything of note. I don’t have a mind for business. What do I bring to the table? I feel like I contribute nothing...”

He grabbed her face gently with both hands, kissing the tip of her nose. “My god, Y/N, you think you contribute nothing? Don’t be ridiculous. You care for me physically and emotionally. You’ve shown me nothing but love and kindness... that is everything to me.”

“But, Tetsu... you could have anyone. Why me? There are plenty of women who would treat you well, and I’m sure they’d be in much higher standing than I am...”

He sighed, running his fingers through his hair as he kept his gloved hand at her cheek. “I asked you not to be ridiculous. Plenty of women would love the lifestyle I can offer. Plenty of women have. What I saw in your eyes the first time we met was something entirely different. There’s a beautiful honesty in you. I knew I’d fall for you immediately. What I didn’t expect was for you to love me as you do, to care for me each time my health declines. I would do anything for you, as you have done for me.”

He placed a towel full of ice against her ribs and stroked her cheek again. “Let me clean these abrasions. I don’t want you running the risk of any infections.”

She nodded, looking reassured. Tetsu dipped a towel in the bowl and brought it to her broken skin, dabbing gently, wiping away the filth of the outside world. All that mattered was in this moment.

He took a clean bandage to each of her scrapes, wrapping them securely, kissing them into place.

He gazed at his woman longingly, lovingly, taking her hand. “Want to go to bed?” He smiled with a sleepy gaze.

“Actually...” she sat up, stretching her arms, reaching for him. “...I want to lie here with you and watch the sun rise... if you don’t mind.”

Tetsu’s heart melted at the request. He scooted closer to her, delicately placing her against his chest as she propped herself up and into his lap.

She tossed her head over his shoulder, kissing along his jaw, stopping at his earlobe. Sliding her hand into his hair, she took a strap around each finger, tugging him closer.

He kissed her temple as she looked up at him, warmly.

Her eyebrows rose as the blue light of dawn began to fade into view.

She sighed.

“Thank you, baobei... for everything.”

***

Cool so somehow I accidentally deleted this wonderful ask/my reply ‘cuz I’m prob a boomer or something lulll soo here’s the prompt, in a screen shot.

TYSM Krystal for requesting me, this was so fun to write! I’m actually in the middle of a Nishiki req & though I def would’ve had a good time writing him for this, I really miss my TouchyBanana so I decided to give Tetsu-chan some much deserved love.

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masterlist

sguide - last updated (2/09/2022)

🌸- headcanons

💖 - scenarios

✨ drabbles

⚠️ - smut/18+ - minors dni (do not interact)

majima, goro

batting cage date  ✨

morning routine 💖

dating + nsfw hcs⚠️🌸

majima double craze✨

with a tomboy daughter🌸

meeting at a bar 💖

doing unholy things to smol, innocent s/o⚠️🌸

majima’s kid dating daigo🌸

asexual s/o🌸

lonely, friendless s/o🌸

kiryu, kazuma

batting cage date✨ 

finding out he’s dating awano’s daughter💖

what kind of lingerie they like⚠️ 🌸

nsfw hcs⚠️ 🌸

kiryu crying on prostitute 🌸

majima double craze✨

small booby reader⚠️🌸

lonely, friendless s/o🌸

s/o that passed away🌸

saejima, taiga

drunken confession from reader✨ 

nishikiyama, akira

batting cage date✨

s/o insecure about her appearance🌸

cockwarming hc⚠️🌸

anxiety ridden male s/o hcs🌸

comfort male s/o through anxiety attack💖

akiyama, shun

dating hcs+ nsfw hc⚠️ 🌸

jealous s/o headcanons🌸

what kind of lingerie they like⚠️ 🌸

sick partner✨

fluffy hcs🌸

how he lets his partner know he’s in the mood

finding out his s/o is pregnant

cockwarming hcs⚠️🌸

dojima, daigo

reuniting as adults💖 

dating hcs🌸

nsfw hcs🌸⚠️

saving fem s/o from thugs💖

dating majima’s kid🌸

goda, ryuji

nsfw hcs ⚠️🌸

fluff hcs🌸

what kind of lingerie they like⚠️🌸

soft nsfw⚠️💖

dating + nsfw hcs with a male s/o⚠️🌸

with male, american writer s/o🌸

adopting a fur baby with s/o🌸

transman s/o⚠️🌸

foreigner girlfriend🌸

tachibana, tetsu

s/o insecure about her appearance🌸

fluffy hcs🌸

dominant s/o⚠️🌸

soft dom hcs⚠️🌸

oda, jun

fluffy hcs🌸

nsfw hcs⚠️

cockwarming hcs⚠️🌸

awano, hiroki

finding out his daughter is dating kiryu💖

with a daughter that’s a daddy’s girl🌸

mine, yoshitaka

soft hcs🌸

hcs for taking Mine places he missed out on 🌸

nishitani, homare

petite younger fem s/o pt1  ||  pt2✨

cockwarming hcs⚠️🌸

doing unholy things to smol, innocent s/o⚠️ 🌸

date, makoto

younger reader confessing her crush🌸

tanimura, masayoshi

fluffy hcs🌸

kashiwagi,osamu

dating+nsfw with short male s/o🌸⚠️

ishioda, reiji

doing unholy things to smol, innocent s/o⚠️ 🌸

tianyou, zhao

female, foreigner s/o🌸

poly

nishikiyama, kiryu, reader hcs🌸

majima, daigo, reader hcs🌸

tachibana, oda, reader hcs🌸

misc.

who’s submissive hcs 🌸

Sending Kosaka Off on the Day Saejima and Baba Escape

Rikiya and Nishida dating headcanons🌸

kume is fucking smelly - facts not opinion

Roasting kume’s fit

my friend’s first impressions of characters

about the dumbass behind the blog

top 5 fuckables⚠️

[real-sotenbori-hours]

Thistle - *Tachibana Tetsu x Fem Reader*

Summary: He runs a perilous business, which makes your yearning for him hazardous to you. Oh yeah, he's also your boss... but doesn't that make it all the more fun? 

 Warnings/themes: Angst, fluff, forbidden love, tension, frustration, passion 

 Notes: This was my first challenge, I very much enjoyed it! What was the most challenging part about it? Following the No Smut guideline, of course, because I'm a fucking fiend. So I think I'll probably definitely be following up with a filthy Part 2 because Tachibana Tetsu is a savory little morsel that does not get enough love or action and I will personally see to it that he does because he fucking deserves it. 

Ahh, Tachibana Real Estate... your home away from home. A ball breaking, take-no-prisoners realty outfit that stops at nothing to attain what’s in its sights. You might not be one of the team’s heavy hitters, but you do the administrative grunt work. You’re the discs in the spine of this landholding monster, your effort and support allow it to move.

  For a company that operates so heavily in the vein of intimidation, manipulation and mild forms of extortion, you really don’t mind the methods because its head, Tachibana Tetsu is a man of principle, honor and diligence. Ironic perhaps, but you see it as true opportunism and just plain business savvy.

  Plus, you enjoy your work. You feel a special desire to assist your boss in any way necessary, no matter the lengths. The reason is simple: you’re a gaijin residing in Japan, making steady work difficult to come by at times. Or rather, jobs that befit you. Tachibana-san loved that you were a foreigner, as he himself was half-Chinese, half-Japanese. He understood all too well how challenging it could be to find your place in a city not of your origin, and he applauded anyone determined to make it work... as he did.

  Being so appreciated by your boss, a man you admired greatly meant the absolute world to you. He made you feel whole, as a valued member of something. You cared about him and his well-being, considering that his health was a fragile thing, too. He knew that anytime he needed something, especially if of a sensitive nature, he could rely on you... and you on him. 

 To the untrained eye, it may look like the two of you were closer than professional or platonic. When he’d speak to you he’d smile warmly, keeping his eyes on you attentively, to the point that you’d melt like warm honey. If he’d sense that you’re troubled, he’d brush your face with his hand and assure you he’d be there to help you in any way you needed. He’d tap your hand with his, clothed in fine black leather, reminding you that you’re strong and capable of withstanding any adversity that came your way. 

 You truly, deeply loved him, more than you've ever loved any other man. You felt that he denied himself the potential of real happiness because of the tragedies of his past and the complexities of his present. He’s unflinchingly stoic. Irritatingly so. You wanted him to thrive, but you forced yourself to accept his decisions. The subject had been addressed, and the conclusion was exactly what you assumed: the feelings were mutual, but he couldn’t risk harm befalling you. He was convinced if your relationship deepened any further, you’d be in perpetual danger as he had quite the array of formidable enemies. 

 Of course that only made you want him more, but you knew he was right. Though you were willing to roll the dice, he refused to entertain it. He couldn’t stand the idea of anything happening to you, especially because of him. He cared too much for you to test it. 

 To get your mind off of him, you tried to date casually. One cold, rainy evening after a few drinks and a particularly rough date, you walked back up the street to the office to decompress. For a variety of reasons, you felt more comfortable there than anywhere else and you figured you’d take a nap on the couch, resting more peacefully than you do in your own home. As soon as you unlocked the door and slipped in, you noticed the foyer lamps were on as well as the faint splinter of light sneaking out of Tachibana’s office door, slightly ajar. 

 You tried so hard to be stealth and of course as soon as you told yourself to step lightly, you dropped your keys, shattering the silence around you, alarming Tachibana-san, cursing yourself. 

 Somehow, he knew it was you. 

 “Y/N-san?” He called to you from within his sprawling office. You hung your head, you must’ve disturbed him if he’s here this late. You didn’t want to track water all over the floors but even more so, you didn’t want to keep him waiting. You walk slowly to his doors, pressing the further one in with your fingertips and sigh, entering.

  He’s standing with his back to you, facing the wall of windows. “Y/N-san, are you alright?”

  You clumsily grab a chair and sit down, trying your best to conceal your intoxication. You sigh again, deeper this time, folding your hands in your lap. “Not really, Tachibana-san. But I’ll be fine. What about you, why are you here so late?”

  He chuckles and turns on his heel, facing you from behind his desk. As he regards you, a look of concern instantly apprehends his beautiful face. “Y/N-san, you’re soaking.” He darts across his office to a wall of cabinets, retrieving a neatly folded stack of soft, white towels. Almost teleporting before you as he urgently presents them, imploring you to take care, he appraises your expression and that heartwarming smile peels across his face. “Did you walk in the rain?”

  You take a towel to your hair, squeezing the loose droplets of water out of your tresses. “I was just up the street, I thought I’d go out for a bit.”

  He steps closer, sensing your affect as less than content, draping a large towel around your shoulders. “Did you enjoy yourself?” He asks, hopefully. 

 You shake your head nonchalantly, “Not particularly, but so it goes..." Dabbing your clothing with the towel enveloping you, you hang it over the back of the chair and shrug, trying to shift the focus. "So, are you working late, Tachibana-san?” 

 He blinks long and hard. “You could call it that, sure.” 

 You sit up, “Can I help with anything?” 

 He smiles again... you swear, he looks like a fucking angel. “You can help me understand why you’re down, and why you’d come all the way back here after a disappointing evening...” he hands you the last dry towel and crosses his arms, examining you further. 

 And there you go... the way he shows you how much he cares about you, the way he tenderly furnishes you with any possible thing you could need, pressing you to confide in him, staring into your soul with such gentleness... the drinks loosened you up and his presence unzips you and you burst into tears. 

 “I didn’t feel like going home, being alone... I just wanted to be here...” Your breath keeps catching in your chest and you want more than anything to stop crying. Tachibana places a hand on your shoulder, gripping you reassuringly, “It’s okay, Y/N-san. Whatever makes you feel safest.” 

 He bends slightly further at his waist, meeting the distance of your stare, pulling you back into the light. “Please tell me what happened... what upset you? It hurts me to see you so sad.” 

 You bury your face in your hands, muffling your concession. “I went on a date and from the moment it started, I just wanted it to be over. I just can't do it. I try, but I just can’t...”

 “Y/N-san, you’re a very beautiful woman; caring, sensitive... it will be a lucky man that finds you. Don’t—”

 You can’t stand it. You won’t. 

 You leap up from your seat, livid, fists balled at your sides. “No, Tetsu... I can’t hear this from you. You’re breaking my heart.” You begin to sob uncontrollably, shaking. Hiding your face again, you whimper, “You know how much I love you... I can’t even see anyone, all I want is you.”

  Tachibana wraps his arms around you, setting your heart and body ablaze, cupping the back of your head with one hand and your waist with the other. You immediately reciprocate his embrace, resting your cheek upon his shoulder, planting your hands on his chest, reveling in the physical contact... and then you push yourself free, irate once again.

  You cross your arms, fully aware of the angry blush on your face as you glare at him, pouting like an adorably petulant child. 

 He continues to analyze you, somewhat stunned as a knowing smirk appears. “Ah... I see. And you’ve had a couple of drinks, so now you can tell me how you feel?”

  Embarrassment begins to creep in. It’s time to go. You fold the towel closest to you, setting it atop the desk as you grab your bag. “I’d better go. I’m going to get some sleep.” As you turn away, he grabs your arm, pulling you to stand before him. He rests his gloved thumb on your chin, his fingers along your jawbone, he brings his other hand to frame your face as he searches your eyes, pained by your pain, sharing your hurt more than you knew.

  “Y/N, we’ve discussed this. No matter how deeply I desire you, I cannot indulge you because it would be selfish for me to...”

 He’s driving you nuts right now, and not in the good way. “Selfish?! What about MY desire?! If you want me as I want you, what’s selfish is denying me, as if I have no say...”

 He grips both of your arms and looks longingly into your eyes, as if to drive his point home. “I could never endanger you for the sake of pleasure, Y/N-san. I’d be beside myself if anything ever—”

 You shake your head violently. “If you don’t love me, then say it. I don’t just want pleasure, I want you, completely.”

 His lips part, speechless. He narrows his eyes as he scans yours again, gripping your face with both hands. “How could you think I don’t love you? My heart stopped the moment I first saw you. I’ve loved you ever since. But I made a promise to you, Y/N-san. I promised I’d be there for you. If something terrible were to happen to you, how could I keep my word?”

  “That’s no way to live. I can’t keep going through each day, pining for you, pretending that I’m not. It’s killing me. I want to be your woman. But this is too much, I can’t do this anymore... I... I have to go.” You’re sick at the thought of sealing your fate, of possibly leaving the building for the last time. But you made your bed, you said everything. You can’t go back on it now.

  You turn towards the door once again, quickly closing the space as you reach for the handle. 

 Just as your fingers graze the knob, Tachibana’s hand whizzes past your peripheral, slamming the door shut. He grabs and turns you around, pinning you against it, clutching your face, finally crashing his lips to yours. Gripping your face with his gloved hand, pulling you in deeper. Ecstasy. Your lips roll and overlap, tongues immediately running along each other’s lengths, teeth scraping all surrounding skin... a kiss more passionate than every fantasy you’ve entertained. It went on, uninterrupted for minutes... and minutes.

 He runs his hand from your face down your neck, over and along your chest, matching his other hand on your hips, grabbing you hard, deliberately, bringing you in so much closer, sealing it with another tight embrace. You twist your fingers into his sexy slicked back hair, something you’ve longed to do for too damn long. Your mouths would part for a second before you’d both feverishly reunite them, aching for more. You could do this for hours.

  You grab his leather clad hand and bring it up to your neck, pressing down on his fingers, urging him to follow suit. He does, just for a second, then bites and sucks your bottom lip as consolation, pulling away.

  He leans past you and reaches for the knob to the door. You straighten up, watching him intently, desperate to read his mind now that you’ve both reached a place from which there’s no return.

  He can feel your anxiousness brewing and meets your eyes with a devious look in his. “Alright, Y/N-san, let’s get you home. I want to make sure you arrive... unscathed.” He runs his hand down your back, resting it just above the place where your legs meet. 

  Your excitement gets the best of you as you smugly reply, “Kissing me breaks the promise... remember?”

 He laughs. God, you love it when he laughs. 

 Taking your hand in his and once again gripping your face with the other, he muses, “Y/N-san, I’ll keep my promise to you. I’ll be by your side. The promise I’ve broken is the one I made to myself when I hired you, that I’d put you to work and that I’d never cross the line. But I can live with it if you can. Now I want to take you home, and I’d like to stay with you tonight, if I may.”

  Lightning courses through your body. You can’t believe this is finally going to happen. You pull his face down to yours again, kissing him deeper still, tugging on his hair, dragging him against you and breaking away as the passion swelled.

 You eagerly lead the way, pulling the door open, turning to him and beaming as you give him your hand again, tightly interlacing your fingers, tingling. “Just you wait. You’ve no idea how good I’m gonna make you feel, Tetsu.”