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Shattered Illusions

Gojo Satoru x reader fanfic

Angst?? Arguing between couples

The moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the desolate street where the two of you stood, tension crackling like a live wire between you. Shadows twisted in the cool night air, but none held more weight than the ones cast by Gojo Satoru. His usual playful demeanor was nowhere to be found; instead, it was replaced by a storm brewing in his piercing blue eyes.

“Why can’t you just listen to me for once?” he shouted, his voice echoing through the empty buildings around you. It bounced off the walls, amplifying the hurt beneath the anger.

You crossed your arms protectively, refusing to back down. “Because I refuse to be coddled, Satoru! I won’t just sit back and let you fight my battles for me!” The defiance in your tone matched the fire in your belly. You knew how stubborn he could be, but the thought of being some pawn in his world of sorcery made your blood boil.

His expression turned incredulous, an expression you had seen countless times before. “This isn’t about coddling! This is about survival! You have no idea what’ll happen out there! You think you can just jump into a fight without consequences?”

You took a step forward, lowering your voice as if that would shield the weight of your emotions. “And you think you’re the only one who can protect everyone? I’m tired of being the one on the sidelines, watching you risk everything while I’m kept in the dark!”

The silence that followed was deafening, your breaths mingling with the sound of distant sirens. Satoru’s eyes softened for just a fraction of a moment, but then his brows knitted together, frustration boiling over again. “I’m not keeping you in the dark! I’m trying to keep you safe! I care about you!”

“Care about me?” you scoffed, your heart racing with both anger and pain. “You mean you want to control me! You want me to fit neatly into your idea of what I should be, and it’s suffocating!”

“That’s not fair!” He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, his voice rising. “You know how dangerous this world is! You think you can handle it on your own? You’re not invincible!”

“And you think you can just decide what I can or cannot do!” Your voice was louder now, the words pouring out like a dam breaking. “You don’t get to dictate my life! You don’t own me!”

“Maybe I wouldn’t have to if you’d just listen! I’m trying to protect you from everything I’ve seen, everything I’ve lost!” His eyes were fierce, glimmering with unshed emotions.

“But what about me? What about what I want?” Your voice cracked, the fight in you wavering. “Do I really have to endanger myself for you to recognize that I’m not helpless?”

His silence was deafening, and the hurt on his face caused your stomach to twist painfully. “You’re not helpless,” he finally said, his tone softer, but the frustration still simmers beneath. “But you are reckless. You don’t understand that lives are on the line. Our lives.”

“Then teach me!” you pleaded, desperate for him to see the truth in your eyes. “Stop treating me like a child. I want to learn. I want to stand beside you, not behind you!”

“That’s not how this works!” he shouted, voice raw. “You don’t just get to waltz into danger because you think it’s romantic! This is real! This is life or death!”

“It’s not about romance!” you screamed back, tears blurring the edges of your vision. “It’s about respect! It’s about being seen as an equal! I won’t let you box me in like some fragile object that might break! I’m here, I’m willing to fight, and you refuse to even let me try!”

“You don’t get it!” he yelled, frustration mixing with something you couldn’t quite place—sadness, perhaps. “You think this is just about skill? It’s about losing everything—I’ve already seen it happen to people I’ve cared for. I can’t bear the thought of losing you too.”

“Then stop pushing me away!” you replied, voice trembling as the anger seeped out, leaving only vulnerability. “This isn’t the way to protect me. This only drives us apart.”

His expression softened again, the hardness in his gaze now a reflection of hurt and something deeper—fear. “You think I want this? To fight you instead of alongside you?”

“Then prove it!” you challenged, the fire reigniting within you. “If you care, then show me. Show me that you believe in me as much as I believe in you!”

He stepped closer, a flash of uncertainty crossing his features. “You want me to put you in danger? To let you fight?”

“Not in danger, Satoru—by my side,” you insisted, leaning into your conviction. “But I need you to trust me. Trust that I can handle this, too.”

For a moment, you saw the flicker of hope in his eyes, but it quickly faded, overshadowed by the weight of his doubts. “I don’t know if I can,” he admitted quietly, his voice almost breaking.

“Then you’re the one who doesn’t trust me.” The realization struck like a slap to the face, and the raw pain twisted in your chest. “I am not asking you to let me rush into the fray recklessly; I’m asking you to see me. To see that I can be strong, too.”

The silence hung between you, heavy and fraught with unspoken feelings. Your heart raced as you awaited his response.

Finally, he took a deep breath, rubbing his temples as if trying to push away the encroaching shadows. “I just… I can’t lose you,” he whispered, the quiet anguish exposing the vulnerability he rarely showed.

“And I can’t lose you either. So can we meet in the middle?”

It was a delicate proposal, but the walls surrounding his heart seemed fortified. “I just don’t know if that’s possible,” he murmured, the weight of both rejection and fear evident in his voice.

You swallowed hard, feeling the tears threaten to spill over. “If we don’t try, then we’ll only keep drifting farther apart. Is that what you really want?”

Gojo’s azure gaze locked onto yours, the tempest of emotions swirling within him. You could see the resistance grappling with something softer—something that wanted to believe.

“I… I’ll try,” he finally said, each word a hesitant step toward a compromise. “But you have to promise me you’ll be careful.”

“I will,” you vowed, tears welling and spilling down your cheeks in relief. “I promise.”

Taking a step back, he scrubbed at his face in frustration, a flicker of embarrassment crossing his features. “I just…”

“Yeah, I know. It’s complicated.” You tried to lighten the mood, managing a small smile despite the tumultuous feelings swirling between you.

Gojo’s expression softened then, something warm breaking through the remnants of tension. “You drive me insane, you know that?”

“Good,” you quipped, returning to your playful self, “someone needs to keep you grounded.”

“Okay, we’ll figure this out together,” he said with a reluctant grin, the shadows slowly dissipating from his visage. “But no more sneaking around, alright? You have to promise me that.”

“Deal,” you replied, feeling a warmth spread throughout you. It was a long way from a perfect solution, but it was a start—a delicate truce amidst the chaos of your lives intertwined in a dangerous world.

As you stood together beneath the moonlit sky, the weight of your argument lingered, but for the first time in a while, there was also a glimmer of hope—a promise that you could navigate the darkness together, side by side.

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Gojo Satoru x Reader/You

Angst fic cause I'm not letting couples breathe

The sterile white walls of the hospital room seem to close in on you, reflecting the flickering fluorescent lights back into your weary eyes. The rhythmic beep of the heart monitor is a constant, unwelcome reminder of the life flickering within you, a life intertwined with his. You sit vigil, your hand resting gently on the warm, still surface of the bed, where Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer, the man you loved with a ferocity that both terrified and exhilarated you, lies unconscious.

It’s been three weeks. Three weeks since the mission, three weeks since that agonizing phone call, the frantic rush to the hospital, the sterile smell of antiseptic that now clings to your clothes, your skin, your very being. The doctors say he's stable, that his body is healing, but there's no sign of him waking. No flicker of those sapphire eyes, no playful smirk to grace his lips. Just the unsettling stillness.

You trace the familiar lines of his face, the slope of his nose, the curve of his jaw, the stray strands of white hair that have fallen across his brow. Even in sleep, he’s beautiful, impossibly so. But the beauty is marred by the jagged scar that slices across his left eye, a brutal souvenir from the battle that almost cost him everything. It's a cruel, permanent reminder of his vulnerability. Your breath hitches, your throat closing with a pain you can't quite articulate.

You remember the day you met, the dazzling display of power, the arrogant smirk that masked a deep-seated loneliness. You remember the way his laughter could light up a room, the way he made you feel like the only person in the world. You remember the stolen moments, the whispered confessions, the promise of forever.

Now, that forever feels fragile, threatened, hanging by a thread.

The weight of your own grief is a heavy cloak. You replay the events of the mission in your mind, dissecting every detail, searching for a way, any way, that things could have been different. Could you have prevented this? Were you not strong enough to protect him? The guilt gnaws at you, a relentless beast. You’re haunted by the image of him falling, his eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and something that looked disturbingly like fear.

The silence in the room is deafening, punctuated only by the machines and your own ragged breaths. You reach for his hand, your fingers intertwining with his. His skin is warm, but the warmth doesn’t reach your frozen heart. You whisper his name, a prayer, a plea, a desperate attempt to break through the barrier that separates you.

“Satoru,” you murmur, your voice trembling. “Please… please come back to me.”

Tears finally spill, tracing paths down your cheeks, landing on his hand, a silent offering of your pain, your love, your unwavering devotion. You lean forward, resting your forehead against his, breathing in the faint scent of his familiar cologne, a scent that now feels like a phantom limb.

The world outside fades away. The hospital, the mission, the looming threat of the curses, none of it matters. All that remains is this fragile moment, this desperate hope that he will open his eyes, that he will reach for you, that he will whisper your name again.

But the silence remains, heavy and suffocating. And in the quiet, you realize the agonizing truth: that even the strongest of sorcerers are not immune to the ravages of fate, and that sometimes, love, no matter how fierce, is not enough.

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Gojo Satoru x Reader Fluff

Just admire him for a sec

You were sitting in the Jujutsu Kaisen library, studying for your upcoming exams. As you pored over your notes, you couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. You just couldn't seem to grasp the material, no matter how hard you tried.

Just as you were about to give up, you heard a loud, booming voice behind you. "Hey, what's wrong? You look like you're stuck."

You turned to see Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer in the school, walking towards you with a concerned expression on his face. You felt a blush rise to your cheeks as he approached, and you quickly looked away, trying to play it cool.

"Oh, it's just...I'm having a hard time understanding this concept," you muttered, trying to hide your embarrassment.

Gojo chuckled and sat down beside you, his long legs stretching out in front of him. "Let me take a look," he said, peering over your shoulder at your notes.

As he scanned the page, his eyes widened in surprise. "You're trying to learn this on your own? That's impressive, but also a bit foolish." He smiled at you, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Why don't I help you out instead?"

Before you knew it, Gojo had taken over, explaining the concept in a way that was so clear and easy to understand that you felt like you'd been silly for not getting it sooner. As he taught you, his hand brushed against yours, sending shivers down your spine.

As the hours passed, you found yourself growing more and more comfortable in Gojo's presence. He was so kind and patient, and his enthusiasm for the subject matter was infectious. You couldn't help but laugh at his silly jokes and teasing comments, and before you knew it, the sun had set and the library was closing.

As you packed up your things, Gojo stood up, stretching his long frame. "Thanks for studying with me," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I had a great time. Maybe we can do it again sometime?"

You felt your heart skip a beat at the suggestion, and you couldn't help but agree. As you walked out of the library together, Gojo fell into step beside you, his arm brushing against yours.

As you walked, the tension between you grew thicker, until you could feel it like a palpable force. You glanced up at Gojo, and saw that he was watching you, his eyes burning with a soft, gentle intensity.

You felt your heart melt at the look, and you knew that you were in trouble. You were falling for the strongest sorcerer in the school, and you had no idea how to stop it.

But as you looked into Gojo's eyes, you saw something there that made your heart skip a beat. It was a glimmer of feeling, a spark of attraction that seemed to be growing stronger by the second.

And you knew, in that moment, that you were not alone.

Gojo's hand brushed against yours again, and this time, he didn't pull away. Instead, he intertwined his fingers with yours, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

"You know, I've been wanting to do that for a while now," he said, his voice low and husky.

You felt your face heat up, and you looked away, trying to play it cool. But Gojo just chuckled and pulled you closer, his arm wrapping around your shoulders.

"I'm glad I could help you with your studies," he said, his breath whispering against your ear. "But I think I'm going to enjoy helping you with other things even more."

You felt your heart soar at the suggestion, and you knew that you were in for a wild ride. With Gojo Satoru by your side, anything was possible, and you couldn't wait to see what the future held.

AAAHHHHHHHHHHH

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Gojo x reader

Them making out???

The fluorescent lights of the Jujutsu Tech training grounds hummed, casting a sterile glow over the otherwise familiar space. Sweat slicked your forehead, clinging to stray strands of your hair. Across the room, Gojo Satoru leaned against a wall, his signature blindfold obscuring his electric blue eyes. He was supposed to be observing your training, but the way his lips quirked hinted at something more than just professional interest.

You had been pushing yourself, honing your cursed technique. It was a powerful ability, one that Gojo had taken a particular interest in nurturing. Channeling the residual energy through your hands, creating [Cursed Technique Description]. Exhaustion was starting to creep in, but the promise of a shared dinner with Gojo kept you going.

"Alright, that's enough for today," Gojo finally announced, pushing himself off the wall with a lazy grace that always made your heart skip a beat. He moved towards you, his white uniform pristine despite the gritty environment.

"Thanks, Gojo-sensei," You replied, your voice a little breathless. Wiping your brow with the back of your hand, trying to appear collected despite the way his presence made your pulse quicken.

"Don't mention it," he said, his voice a low murmur. He stopped directly in front of you, close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating from his body. His hand lifted, and he reached up to gently tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. His fingers brushed against your skin, sending a jolt of electricity through your body.

He didn't say anything, but the air between both crackled with unspoken tension. The teasing glint in his hidden eyes intensified, and a slow, captivating smile spread across his lips. You found yourself unable to look away, gaze fixed on the curve of his mouth.

Without a word, he leaned in. As you instinctively tilted your head, anticipating the touch. His lips met yours, a soft, hesitant pressure at first. The kiss deepened, and the initial gentleness gave way to a more ardent expression of his desire.

You responded, your own emotions mirroring his. Hands instinctively found their way to his chest, clutching at the fabric of his uniform as the kiss deepened. The familiar scent of his cologne, a mix of something clean and subtly intoxicating, filled your senses. The world seemed to fade away as the kiss intensified, and the two became one.

His fingers moved to the back of your neck, urging you closer. The kiss was passionate and consuming, a perfect blend of raw desire and tenderness. The taste of the faint remnants of the lollipop he had been eating earlier added more depth, but the sweet taste was nothing compared to the exhilaration of the kiss itself.

When you finally broke apart, both individuals were breathing heavily. Cheeks were flushed, and lips were swollen from the intensity of the kiss. Gojo’s blindfold remained in place, but the small smile on his face told you everything.

“Dinner?” he asked, his voice husky.

You nodded, unable to speak past the lingering thrill of their kiss. "Yes," you managed to say, voice barely above a whisper.

He offered his hand, and you took it, their fingers interlacing. As both walked out of the training grounds, hand-in-hand, the hum of the fluorescent lights seemed to fade away completely, replaced by the promise of something more.

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Trouble Maker

Lloyd x reader

contains:jealousy,angst-ish,fluff,choking,oral,um smut,semi not really edited

this request is long overdue lmao

As tech support you did thinks like help Nya or jay with machinery,help Zane or Pixal with there software,give the ninja intel that could help them with a mission.This also included watching there every move thanks to borg putting in cameras everywhere in ninjago you can easily keep up with them and give them directions.

Your other job was seeing who they save or defeat.You make sure to put it in a file to see who’s more prone to danger or how the ninja can defeat a certain criminal easier.It made your life much easier.Though lately your starting to hate this file.Mainly the one with civilians.You set it up so you can see how much the ninja saved someone; tiring yes, beneficial to them also yes,annoying you definitely yes.

over that past couple of months there’s been this girl who kept getting in dangerous predicaments.At this point you think it intentionally because she only insisted on the green ninja saving her even going as far as pushing the other ninja or having a complete breakdown of its not the green ninja.

Today just happened to be another day with her putting herself in a silly situation and demanding the green ninja save her.Watching him jump to her rescue the bashful praise from her after it was slowly driving you to insanity.What kills you the most is when you point it out he just brushes you off.

“Tch,honestly i’m tired of this Tiblit take care of coms i’m going to my room.”you had stated as you slowly got up leaving the computer to your fox familiar.

Wandering down the hall you continue to think about the situation.Lloyd tends to be dense to the point it gets him in stupid or dangerous situations.For example trusting a serpentine….that didn’t end well.You would think he’d learn but at this point you think he just likes the attention.

You pause at your door for a moment ‘Attention’ you thought then suddenly you came up with a wonderful idea.You hurried into your room to plan out this wonderful idea.

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You could see it in lloyds eyes, the annoyance directed towards you.Though you weren’t paying him any mind as y’all were in the check out.You two were supposed to grab some groceries for zane but the trip soon turned into you getting hit on by the cashier at the register.After the transaction(and the guy giving you his number) you and lloyd headed out with him huffing.

Honestly you would feel bad seeing as you been doing this for the past two weeks but at the same time him being annoyed is so funny especially when he pouts like a toddler.Sighing to yourself as you to wander back to the monastery you wonder if you should just stop seeing as he's still hasn’t confronted you.After a long travel of him staring daggers in you head and you acting oblivious you wander into your room to nap knowing you'll have to pull an allnighter to catch up on a couple documents.Stripping yourself of clothing to lay in your cool bed.As soon as your body made contact you felt your eyes heavily close.

Through you semi consciousness you felt weight on your bed along with the shuffling of the blanket that lifted a bit from you body letting the cool air prick at your exposed skin.choosing to ignore it knowing who it is you turn your body to face away from him to go back to sleep.

That dream was short lived when you were force onto your back eye forcing themself awake to see green to red eyes before you.Lloyd breathing is very harsh like you'd even say you see faint fog coming out with each breath.You slowly grow nervous about his behavior feeling sweat bead start to form you stutter out “W-what’s wrong lloyd?” All that followed was his eyes glinting towards you.you opened your mouth to say something only for him to shove his fingers down your throat gagging you.

Clenching your legs by impulse to soothe the aching that awakened in your nether regions.Your hand grab at his hand that currently assaulting your mouth.Lloyds mouth proceed to attack you body in bites and hickies.At some point he wanders farther down your chest his unattended arm gripped at your bra in a moment of shock he ripped it off your body.The impact mad you whine out in protest.His fingers moved out of your mouth letting you gasp for breath only for his hand to hold you throats.Shaking gulping you looked at his face that had a smirk and eyes that fully went red.You tried to make noise only for his hand to tighten up.”What? You wanted to say something to me?I don’t know why when you've been ignoring me for the past two weeks” he said with a cheeky tone that soon lead to gruff laugher “You don’t get to complain you did this to yourself”

You breathing slowly started to pick up either from excitement or fear.Your breath hitched when you felt him tearing your underwear off.While distracted his mouth slotted against yours fighting for dominance that you quickly lost.Your legs soon started to shift again to tame the heated feeling in between your legs.Lloyd quickly gripped your thighs separating them with force.You whined out at the cool air touching you fully exposed body.He released your mouth and moved lower to your slit.

His hot breath made you squirm with anticipation.Your eyes widened immensely at his hot long tongue that started to make out with your pussy.Your hands reaction was grabbing at his hair thought it did make him grunt it didn’t deter him from stopping.Your mind blanked out once his thumb started to mess with your clit.You soon started to moan out louder when his tongue intruded your insides.Your walls started tightening up around it while you impulsive grinded on his face to the best of your abilities in attempt to reach your climax that so close.

You nearly cried as soon as lloyd removed his mouth off of your edging you from your climax.He moved his face towards your mouth shoving his tongue against yourself letting you taste yourself.All while not noticing that he had pulled out his dick and tapped it on your clit.He rubbed against you collecting your juice to lubricate his dick.He grasps at your thighs spreading them wider while slowly entering you.You didn’t know whether to move with him or pull away from him.

The pain was there but it only made you much wetter as it was also pleasurable.He moved his thumb back to start messing with your clit again to add more stimulation.At some point his thick length made it to the base.He pause to let you adjust.While he was semi quietly groaning you were whimpering from the constant throbbing of his dick against your walls.His hands grasp at your waist slowly lifting you up.At instinct you wrap your arms around his neck slightly grasping at his hair in the process.

Lloyd subtly starts moving his hips, gaining speed as he goes.As he moves he leans his head next to yours nuzzling into your neck as he vigorously thrust into you.he lets go of one of your legs and pushes the one he still had his hands on closer toward your chest.He starts to fondle you breast while sucking on you neck and chest area once again.

The squelchy from the constant pounding is dizzying to hear plus y'all's moans combined made you tighten up.Your nails started to scratch at his back as you writhe from the pleasure.You soon felt that coil start to tighten making you moan out louder.He groaned at the sudden tightening of your walls.At this point you were just babbling random things while he took pleasure in utterly destroying you mentally and physically.

He speedup seeing as yall both were wreaking that peak.The coil tightening until if finally burst.You came to the point your mind blanked into white.He soon follow pouring his seed deep into your walls.Once yall paused for a moment he slowly pulled himself out letting his seed fall out of you.You sighed out heavily.Lloyd fell onto his back panting he used the last of his energy to pull you onto him.

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It was quite after yall had caught your breaths.Lloyd gently rubbed you back while looking at the ceiling.Glazing your eyes up at him you made a giggling noise “Pfft you could have just told me you were pent up!”

Lloyd just glared at you unimpressed.He pinched one of your face cheeks and started pulling it back and forth putting you in discomfort. “You’re a brat,you know that right?!” he said in a monotone voice.You tried to say something along the lines of “im sorry” but struggled against your face being pulled.

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Trouble Maker

Lloyd x reader

contains:jealousy,angst-ish,fluff,choking,oral,um smut,semi not really edited

this request is long overdue lmao

As tech support you did thinks like help Nya or jay with machinery,help Zane or Pixal with there software,give the ninja intel that could help them with a mission.This also included watching there every move thanks to borg putting in cameras everywhere in ninjago you can easily keep up with them and give them directions.

Your other job was seeing who they save or defeat.You make sure to put it in a file to see who’s more prone to danger or how the ninja can defeat a certain criminal easier.It made your life much easier.Though lately your starting to hate this file.Mainly the one with civilians.You set it up so you can see how much the ninja saved someone; tiring yes, beneficial to them also yes,annoying you definitely yes.

over that past couple of months there’s been this girl who kept getting in dangerous predicaments.At this point you think it intentionally because she only insisted on the green ninja saving her even going as far as pushing the other ninja or having a complete breakdown of its not the green ninja.

Today just happened to be another day with her putting herself in a silly situation and demanding the green ninja save her.Watching him jump to her rescue the bashful praise from her after it was slowly driving you to insanity.What kills you the most is when you point it out he just brushes you off.

“Tch,honestly i’m tired of this Tiblit take care of coms i’m going to my room.”you had stated as you slowly got up leaving the computer to your fox familiar.

Wandering down the hall you continue to think about the situation.Lloyd tends to be dense to the point it gets him in stupid or dangerous situations.For example trusting a serpentine….that didn’t end well.You would think he’d learn but at this point you think he just likes the attention.

You pause at your door for a moment ‘Attention’ you thought then suddenly you came up with a wonderful idea.You hurried into your room to plan out this wonderful idea.

————————————☆————————

You could see it in lloyds eyes, the annoyance directed towards you.Though you weren’t paying him any mind as y’all were in the check out.You two were supposed to grab some groceries for zane but the trip soon turned into you getting hit on by the cashier at the register.After the transaction(and the guy giving you his number) you and lloyd headed out with him huffing.

Honestly you would feel bad seeing as you been doing this for the past two weeks but at the same time him being annoyed is so funny especially when he pouts like a toddler.Sighing to yourself as you to wander back to the monastery you wonder if you should just stop seeing as he's still hasn’t confronted you.After a long travel of him staring daggers in you head and you acting oblivious you wander into your room to nap knowing you'll have to pull an allnighter to catch up on a couple documents.Stripping yourself of clothing to lay in your cool bed.As soon as your body made contact you felt your eyes heavily close.

Through you semi consciousness you felt weight on your bed along with the shuffling of the blanket that lifted a bit from you body letting the cool air prick at your exposed skin.choosing to ignore it knowing who it is you turn your body to face away from him to go back to sleep.

That dream was short lived when you were force onto your back eye forcing themself awake to see green to red eyes before you.Lloyd breathing is very harsh like you'd even say you see faint fog coming out with each breath.You slowly grow nervous about his behavior feeling sweat bead start to form you stutter out “W-what’s wrong lloyd?” All that followed was his eyes glinting towards you.you opened your mouth to say something only for him to shove his fingers down your throat gagging you.

Clenching your legs by impulse to soothe the aching that awakened in your nether regions.Your hand grab at his hand that currently assaulting your mouth.Lloyds mouth proceed to attack you body in bites and hickies.At some point he wanders farther down your chest his unattended arm gripped at your bra in a moment of shock he ripped it off your body.The impact mad you whine out in protest.His fingers moved out of your mouth letting you gasp for breath only for his hand to hold you throats.Shaking gulping you looked at his face that had a smirk and eyes that fully went red.You tried to make noise only for his hand to tighten up.”What? You wanted to say something to me?I don’t know why when you've been ignoring me for the past two weeks” he said with a cheeky tone that soon lead to gruff laugher “You don’t get to complain you did this to yourself”

You breathing slowly started to pick up either from excitement or fear.Your breath hitched when you felt him tearing your underwear off.While distracted his mouth slotted against yours fighting for dominance that you quickly lost.Your legs soon started to shift again to tame the heated feeling in between your legs.Lloyd quickly gripped your thighs separating them with force.You whined out at the cool air touching you fully exposed body.He released your mouth and moved lower to your slit.

His hot breath made you squirm with anticipation.Your eyes widened immensely at his hot long tongue that started to make out with your pussy.Your hands reaction was grabbing at his hair thought it did make him grunt it didn’t deter him from stopping.Your mind blanked out once his thumb started to mess with your clit.You soon started to moan out louder when his tongue intruded your insides.Your walls started tightening up around it while you impulsive grinded on his face to the best of your abilities in attempt to reach your climax that so close.

You nearly cried as soon as lloyd removed his mouth off of your edging you from your climax.He moved his face towards your mouth shoving his tongue against yourself letting you taste yourself.All while not noticing that he had pulled out his dick and tapped it on your clit.He rubbed against you collecting your juice to lubricate his dick.He grasps at your thighs spreading them wider while slowly entering you.You didn’t know whether to move with him or pull away from him.

The pain was there but it only made you much wetter as it was also pleasurable.He moved his thumb back to start messing with your clit again to add more stimulation.At some point his thick length made it to the base.He pause to let you adjust.While he was semi quietly groaning you were whimpering from the constant throbbing of his dick against your walls.His hands grasp at your waist slowly lifting you up.At instinct you wrap your arms around his neck slightly grasping at his hair in the process.

Lloyd subtly starts moving his hips, gaining speed as he goes.As he moves he leans his head next to yours nuzzling into your neck as he vigorously thrust into you.he lets go of one of your legs and pushes the one he still had his hands on closer toward your chest.He starts to fondle you breast while sucking on you neck and chest area once again.

The squelchy from the constant pounding is dizzying to hear plus y'all's moans combined made you tighten up.Your nails started to scratch at his back as you writhe from the pleasure.You soon felt that coil start to tighten making you moan out louder.He groaned at the sudden tightening of your walls.At this point you were just babbling random things while he took pleasure in utterly destroying you mentally and physically.

He speedup seeing as yall both were wreaking that peak.The coil tightening until if finally burst.You came to the point your mind blanked into white.He soon follow pouring his seed deep into your walls.Once yall paused for a moment he slowly pulled himself out letting his seed fall out of you.You sighed out heavily.Lloyd fell onto his back panting he used the last of his energy to pull you onto him.

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It was quite after yall had caught your breaths.Lloyd gently rubbed you back while looking at the ceiling.Glazing your eyes up at him you made a giggling noise “Pfft you could have just told me you were pent up!”

Lloyd just glared at you unimpressed.He pinched one of your face cheeks and started pulling it back and forth putting you in discomfort. “You’re a brat,you know that right?!” he said in a monotone voice.You tried to say something along the lines of “im sorry” but struggled against your face being pulled.

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Whispers of the night - Lloyd Garmadon x F!reader

Tag list: @cipheress-to-k-pop @whore-of-many-hot-men @bodieohbo @anyth1ngfor0urmoony @luvlloyd @viannasthings @beef-fajitas @bubblekitts

Part 1 - previous - next

Got nothing to say other than… enjoy<3

Warnings: some juicy content and flirty comments, swearing

Lloyd POV:

When I woke up, Y/n was already looking at me as I groggily opened my eyes. I smiled and kissed her forehead, making her smiled back and cuddle into me more.

I inspected her face and noticed smudged mascara and messy eyeshadow. It seemed like she hadn’t taken her make up of the evening before, yet she still looked beautiful, especially with the morning light peeking through the curtains, shining on her beautiful hair.

“I think you forgot something, yesterday,” I pointed out to her, attempting to try and wipe away some of the mascara with my thumb but it didn’t do much good.

“Mhmm, I know,” she groaned and went to lay on her back. “My head hurts,” she whined and I chuckled before kissing her cheek and getting up.

“Stay in bed, I’ll grab you some breakfast and painkillers,” I promised and she just smiled at me from the bed, with tired eyes before closing them again to block out the light.

I headed downstairs and found Y/n’s mom there, seemingly preparing some fruit in a small colourful bowl, I guessed it was for Ace who I spotted in the living room watching tv.

“Oh, Lloyd,” she seemed a bit surprised. “Good morning to you,” she smiled warmly at me.

“Morning,” I greeted with a smile. “Y/n’s not feeling to well, I’m grabbing her some quick breakfast and some painkillers,” he explained calmly and she shook her head.

“That’s what happens after those parties, hm?” She sighed. “That girl is just like her brother,” she stated before taking the bowl of fruit on the counter. “I’ll go give this to Ace, tell my daughter that hang over or not, it’s a school day and she’s going, she knows our agreement,” and like that she left the kitchen.

I opened the fridge door before halting suddenly. Brother? Did she just say brother? There couldn’t be any way she was talking about Ace if it was about hangovers and alcohol, right?

She never mentioned another brother, maybe I was just imagining things and I didn’t understand her right. I’ll ask Y/n.

I made a quick breakfast with toast and some orange juice. I entered her room and gave her the food which she happily ate, thanking me in between bites.

“Say, love,” she hummed in acknowledgment and I continued. “Do you have another brother? Your mom mentioned something just now,” I wondered and she just nodded.

“Yeah, Oliver, he’s my older brother, he studies in Nom, why?” She told casually, taking a quick sip of her drink as she looked at me expectantly.

“Your mom mentioned it,” I shrugged. “I never knew you had another brother,” I looked at her and she seemed to think.

“Don’t think I’ve ever mentioned him no,” she admitted. “He’s not important anyway,” she grinned down at her food after having made a jab at her brother who wasn’t even there, making me chuckle lightly.

“You should hurry, school starts in thirty minutes, and you’re still in your pyjama’s,” I pointed out and she almost choked on her food. She quickly ate before hurrying to the bathroom and taking a quick shower.

Whilst she showered, I grabbed some my clothes she still had in her house and put them on before laying down on her bed and grabbing my phone.

She walked back into the room after ten minutes, fully dressed and light make up on her face. I glanced up and she was hurriedly putting on some jewellery.

When she was done I got up from the bed and she grabbed her backpack.

“C’mon, I’ll give you a ride,” I told her and she smiled at me and grabbed my hand. I followed her downstairs and just managed to grab my coat as she dragged me out the door and called out a goodbye to her mom who was now in the living room.

Your pov:

It was silent in the car ride, not for a specific reason. It was comfortable silence, the radio sounded in the back and I’d made myself comfortable in my seat for the twenty minute drive.

Lloyd focused on the road while I typed away at my phone, I enjoyed our little quiet moments like this so now and then.

The abusement park

King Charles👑

Can we all do something this evening?

I’m bored

Lulu🫶

yeah, let’s go to the twins house, just chill in the attic

Me

sure, I don’t have any plans anyway

Besides its been ages since we did something like this

Flowers😍

it’s been two weeks, that’s two weeks to long

Ant🐜

Oh yeah, just invite yourselves over to our house, whatever🙄

Lulu🫶

yeah, no problem, we have

Ant🐜

.🖕

Millie👀

I’ll see if I can make it, I’m working late :(

Arty😈

we can vibe at ours but our parents are in tonight

Flowers😍

idc, your parents are the sweetest

Me

^^^

Jamie

Ill be there as long as there will be skittles

Ant🐜

Yeah yeah, whatever

I’ll get em

Jamie

Then I’ll be there

Oh! N/n take ur bf

Me - reacting to Millie👀

You better be there

I’ll cry

Millie👀

Nooo pookie

I’ll do my best

Lulu

We will kidnap you

Me - reacting to Jamie

I’ll ask

I left the conversation when they started making elaborate plans to kidnap Millie from her work and looked at Lloyd.

“Do you have patrol tonight?” I asked, breaking the silence we had going on.

“No, why?” He looked over at me curiously and I shrugged.

“Me and my friends are hanging out, they were wondering if you wanted to join,” I smiled over at him and he softly nodded.

“Only if you want me to aswel,” he caught my eyes making me give him a look.

“Baby, if I didn’t want you to come, I wouldn’t be asking,” I pointed out to him, causing him to chuckle lowly.

“Then I’ll be there,” he promised.

When we had arrived, I’d kissed Lloyd goodbye and left the car to quickly hurry inside, if I ran, I might make it in time to my English class.

I quickly shot a text to Flora to let her know I was on my way and a minute later I reached my classroom, being just in time as my teacher was about to close the door.

She gave me a pointed look, but made no further comment.

Flora was giggling when I came to sit next to her and I quickly shot her a look, but it didn’t help anything as she just continued giggling into her hand anyway.

“So, is Lloyd coming tonight?” Luna asked as the lot of us sat in the cafeteria, eating the soggy pizza they had to offer.

Millie and James snickered, causing Charlie to catch on and snicker aswel. Arthur hit the back of Jamie’s head and scolded all of them.

“You are such children, honestly, one single comment and you’re a giggling mess,” he shook his head I disappointment, causing me and Luna to share a look of amusement.

“Yeah, yeah, alright, mom,” Charlie shot, at him, causing everyone to chuckle again.

“Honestly Anthony, you don’t need to act like you don’t make these jokes like- everyday,” Millie accused, but was surprised by everyone looking up in confusion before quickly grinning.

“Ohh! Twin miss!” I called out excitedly. “That’s one dollar for the pot,”

“No!” Millie cursed but grabbed her phone to ad one dollar to our shared online piggy bank anyway. “That’s not happened to me in ages,” she grumbled in annoyance.

“Yeah, it was always Flora, seeing she was new and all,” Anthony snickered.

“Fuck off, all of you always lured me into it, that’s so unfair,” she shook her head in disapproval. “Remember when you changed shirts one time to confuse me and lure me in? That was just unfair,” she crossed her arms looking the other way.

Charlie went to put his arms around her and kissed her temple, mumbling something only the other side of the table could her properly and she pouted at him.

“I never got an answer to my question,” Luna looked at me next tot her and I remembered what she’d asked me a few moments ago.

“Oh, yeah he said he’ll come,” I smiled excitedly.

I noticed Millie purse her lips and exchange a look with James, causing Arthur to call them out again.

I scoffed, stupid idiots.

It felt forever until the day was over, but finally, after what felt like an eternity, I walked towards the school gates with Charlie and Jamie who were also done for the day. The others all still had an hour or two to go.

Lloyd was already waiting for me, leaning against his car, his face brightened when he saw me. I quickly confirmed the times for the coming night with my friends before running of to greet him.

“Hm, what’s a pretty girl like you doing around here,” he greeted with a lobsided grin.

“Off to greet my prettyboy boyfriend,” I winked before kissing his cheek.

He quickly dipped down to plant a kiss on my lips before moving to get into the car.

“How was school?” He asked on our way to my house and I just let out a long groan. “Got it,” he grinned at me, causing me to sent him a pout.

———

The door was flung open before I could even knock, making me jump slightly. Lloyd just gave me an amused look, he’d heard her coming.

Amelia -who was lucky to get of early from work- looked at us with wide eyes before turning to Lloyd.

“Make haste, make haste,” she pulled him inside, making him shoot me a baffled, shocked look. “The boys are getting make-overs and you are absolutely joining,” she stated, Lloyd send me a look that screamed help and I just grinned.

“You are on your own,” I winked, I quickly discarded my jacket on the coat rack before following the two upstairs to the attic.

When I got up, I found the normal light being on instead of our usual colourful led lights, meaning this was some serious business.

I snorted when I found Luna and Flora doing Jamie’s and Charlie’s makeup. The twins where both laughing but quickly shut up when Luna threatened that they where next.

Lloyd gave me a gobsmacked look as Amelia pushed him on the couch and wandered of to grab me.

“Say, N/n,” she put an arm around me. “Who are you giving a make over today?” She asked me.

“Depends, who are our candidates?” I asked with an amused look, Millie gave me a triumph smile and looked at the twins.

Arthur immediately tried to scramble off but she grabbed his arm.

“We have our dear Arthur, we’d have to get rid of the lil beard he has going on here, of course, but I’d say some winged liner, a bit of glitter and some beautiful red lips, with of course, some concealer,” she pointed all over his face while he just stood next to her, looking quite defeated.

“Then, our good friends Tony, I’d say a complete full face of make up, foundation, highlighter, beautiful eyeshadow, fake lashes, lipstick, the whole enchilada,” she held his face between her hands while he tried prying her off.

“And then, last but not least, your dearest boyfriend, Lloyd. Now, let’s see, I’m saying some clean girl make up, you know, just some light make up, maybe some clear lip gloss, I bet you’d know just what to do,” she sent me a look and I grinned.

“I’ll take it,” I winked at my confused looking boyfriend. “Come, come,” I walked over with extended hands and he took them.

I lead him to the corner the other makeup artists where sitting, the best light was over there after all.

“Oh, Ant,” I heard Millie call in a sing song voice. Followed by some frightened yelping from Anthony who also joined us in the corner.

I watched as Luna was taking pictures of James who’s make up was not quite done, but he already looked fantastic.

“Let’s see,” I used my hand to hold Lloyd’s jaw and turned his head from side to side.

His confused look, was taken over by an amused one. Without much struggle, he let me put on the makeup. I had some complaints about tickling and cold products but I’d quickly shut him up each time.

“Wow, James, you’ve never looked better,” Millie snorted from her place on the ground, letting go of Anthony’s forehead, which she’d been slightly pushing back to do his lashes.

James was posing, with his makeup, hitting a different pose each second.

“Wait, look here,” Luna said and when he did, she snapped a 0.5 picture of him. She laughed when she opened it and showed it to all of us.

“Who is this diva!?” I called, everyone laughed, even Arthur, who was quickly threatened that he was next.

“We’ll do his with the lot of us,” Luna decided. “He’ll get the extra attention- Flores! You’re supposed to be doing Charles his make up, not doing him!” She called, causing the kiss the couple had been in to break up immediately.

“Luna!” Charlie scolded with red cheeks.

I chuckled and shook my head as I continued Lloyd’s makeup, hearing in the bickering in the background.

Out of habit of doing the girls’ makeup, I pouted my lips to Lloyd, letting him know I would be grabbing the lipgloss.

He grinned and quickly leaned forward to peck my lips making me give him a warning glance. He winked at me and before I could comment, Luna attacked us too.

“Nooo, not you guys too,” she whined angrily.

“Wha- he kissed me!” I accused and he sent me a betrayed look.

“Lloyd, stop kissing your girlfriend,” Luna ordered and he let out an offended noice. “I don’t want to hear any complaints, especially not from the ginger,”

“Hey!” Charles called out offended, and the bickering started again.

I chuckled before gently tilting Lloyd’s head up by putting two fingers on his chin. I applied the lipgloss and he sat perfectly still as I did.

“Alright, eyeliner time,” I pulled out the pencil and Lloyd looked at it before averting his gaze over to me.

“Do not poke my eyes out please,” he requested and I chuckled.

“I promise,” I chuckled before shuffling forward a bit. I wasn’t really on a good spot and was wondering in how I was gonna do this when I had an idea.

I crawled into Lloyd’s lap without any warning. He seemed shocked for a moment before just accepting it. I hooked my legs around his torso and now I had a good angle.

I did my best to hide the shiver that went up my spine when he rested his hands on my thighs, but because of his chuckle, I suppose he noticed.

“Alright, close your eyes, love,” I said and he did just that. Carefully I started drawing winged liner on his eyelid before going over to the next. “Mhm, open your eyes?” He did as I requested and I grumbled when I noticed it was just a tiny bit uneven.

After another try, it looked perfect and I climbed of his lap. Flora had finished with Charlie only moments before and was already taking pictures.

I pulled out my phone aswel and he just softly smiled as I snapped the pics.

“Now only Ant and then it’s your turn,” Luna looked over at Arthur who pouted and she just stuck out her tongue.

Anthony’s makeup was the most colourful, but he was also the only one with eyeshadow after all. Or well, Charlie had some, but it was brown.

Our gazes fixed on Arthur who just sighed in defeat before deciding to just let it happen. Luna was to one to shave away his beard, he put up a sad look as she did, but laughed non the less.

It’s was that only the four of us girls working all together to make him look fabulous.

After about twenty minutes we were done and we finally allowed him to look in the mirror.

“Somewhere I’d expected you all to make me look horrible, but it’s not bad,” he admitted, making us cheer lightly.

“Can we get it off now? It is quite uncomfortable,” Charlie had already been wiping at his makeup earlier, so we just decided to have mercy.

While the boys where in the bathroom getting the make up off with Luna’s remover, us girls where upstairs all having cracked open a beer.

“So, Millie,” I looked over at her with a grin. “How was the party yesterday?” I asked.

She blushed before going into an explanation over the night she had with her crush.

“She definitely likes you,” Luna nodded, taking a swing of her beer. “Like come on, laughing at some of those stupid jokes? It’s obvious at this point,” she shrugged.

“No it’s not,” Millie cried out. “I don’t even know if she’s gay,” she crossed her arms.

The two other girls and I exchanged looks before sighing.

“Mills she is so obviously gay,”

“How is that even a question anymore?”

“Amelia, she had a lesbian pin on her bag,”

“Yeah- so!?” She called out. “Doesn’t tell me nothing,”

I groaned into my hands while the other two just gave up aswel.

James:

I was the first one done with taking the makeup off and was now just waiting for all the others to also be clean again so we could join the girls back up at the attic.

I looked up when I heard the notification of a phone and saw Lloyd picking his up. I looked over his shoulder as he typed in the passcode.

It was Y/n’s birthday, of course it was. Well, only easier for me to remember. I quickly shot Luna a text.

Me

Got his passcode, no trouble

🌜✨.

Yooo

Good going Jamie

What is it?

Me

Take a guess

🌜✨.

??

Me

N/n’s birthday

🌜✨.

Of course it is

That’s cute though

Easy to remember aswel😈

Me

Demon

🌜✨.

):

See, maybe remembering someone’s password to their phone is a bit weird, but me and Luna had an idea.

We love Y/n, but we also love to bully her a bit here and there.

Your pov

The boys didn’t take long and soon enough we were all listening to Luna ranting about an annoying customer she had to deal with earlier that week.

I was sat next to Lloyd for the most of the time, but at one point I’d stood up to grab myself a drink on the other side of the room.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I took it out as I turned to walk back with my can of icedtea in hand, I frowned when I saw Lloyd’s contact name on my screen and quickly opened the message.

Blondie🫶

I bet you’d look adorable while grasping at the sheets of my bed ;)

My breath got stuck in my throat and I stopped my walking for a second. My cheeks grew warm and I shot a look over at Lloyd who was also looking at me. An innocent, confused look was visible on his face and I quickly bit my lip and slid my phone back into me pocket.

“You good, N/n?” Luna, who’d noticed my pause, called out.

“Yeah,” I just managed to squeak out before I walked back to take my seat again. I completely missed the grinning look exchanged between Luna and James.

I sat next to Lloyd who just kissed the top of my head and shot me another confused look.

God this man was in trouble.

Lloyd pov:

I looked up when I noticed Y/n’s heartbeat quicken and she suddenly stopped mid walk. She met my gaze, her cheeks red and face flustered, I looked back, a bit confused.

When she obviously lied after Luna asked if she was alright, I’d just decided to ask when we were in the car back to the momentary.

The remaining of the night was fun. I did not get any calls from the team needing help and Y/n’s friends where funny as always and completely accepting of me.

It all went smoothly and soon enough, I noticed my beautiful girlfriend getting tired and suggested to get back home, causing her to nod in agreement.

We bid everyone goodbye and Arthur walked with us to the front door. When we were about to leave, Luna came running downstairs.

“Lloyd, wait!” She called and I turned around. “Your phone, you left it on the couch,” she told me and I smiled.

“Oh shit, thanks,” I took it from her and then we left.

Your pov:

After sneaking trough the monastery as silently as we could, we brushed our teeth and headed to Lloyd’s room to get ready for bed.

I held his hand as he led me trough the hallway and trough the door to his room.

It was only then that I remembered that he needed some absolute scolding.

“Lloyd,” I started and he turned around with a hum. Just looking at his face already made me absolutely flustered when I thought back to the text.

Just thinking about it made my imagination go in all sorts of directions and I found myself unable to form any words. Did he have any idea what he did to me.

“Are you alright, love?” He asked amused, taking a step closer to put his hands on my cheeks, making my look up at him.

He smiled but I gave him a scolding look back, causing him to frown.

“What did I do?” He asked and just the face he pulled made me ready to forgive him for his absolute sin.

“Oh come on,” I rolled my eyes. “Do you really have to ask that? You know what you did,” I accused but he just gave me a confuse look back.

“No?” He seemed to replay the entire night trough his head but just shook it in the end. “What are you talking about?”

“Lloyd!” I scolded. “I love you, but come on, do you really love to embarrass me like that?” I asked but he just looked absolutely lost.

“I’m sorry?” He tried, which just caused my face to turn serious. “Sweetheart, I really do not know what I did, I’m sorry,” he said again and I just scrunched my nose.

“The text, Lloyd,” I clarified. “I’m talking about the text you send me,”

“I didn’t send you anything,” he insisted. “What do you think I send you?” He asked and I faltered.

I grabbed my phone to look at it but it was clearly him who sent it to me-

Luna.

The little witch.

Forgot his phone my ass.

“Nothing,” I quickly said and put the phone back in my pocket. “Nevermind,” I turned around, causing his hands to fall from my cheeks, but he quickly came to stand in front of me again.

“What happened?” He asked, now being utterly lost. I didn’t blame him, this was all quite confusing.

“No it’s nothing,” I insisted. “Just- just forget it,” I stuttered and tried to avoid his eyes but he gently grabbed me jaw and turned me to look at him.

My eyes just turned the other way and he sighed. “Darling, can you look at me?” He requested and I lost my breath. “Hm?”

I looked up at him with red cheeks and he smiled. “It’s nothing,” I stated.

“Y/n,” he said my name, I pulled myself back to planet earth and gave him a more serious look.

“Don’t worry about it,” I smiled before quickly pecking his lips, about to turned away, when,

“A text, you said?” He pulled his phone out of his pocket, I froze. “From me?” He asked and met my flustered gaze.

He chuckled and clicked around a bit in his phone. “Your bbeautiful contact, pinned, of course,” he winked at me, but I couldn’t really find it in myself to respond as I looked at his face.

He seemed to open our chat and read something. He frowned for a second before faltering. His cheeks grew red and his eyes met mine.

“I- I did not send that,” he stammered, the flustered look on his face was slowly fading, but the blush on his cheeks wasn’t.

“I figured,” I said before groaning. “God I’m gonna murder Luna,”

“Of course she did,” Lloyd huffed a laugh before pulling my embarrassed self towards him.

“Where you scared to tell me?” He asked teasingly and I let out an embarrassed grumble against his chest as his arms were wrapped around me. “You don’t have to be embarrassed my love,” I felt the rumble of his chest as he softly laughed.

I just put my arms around him aswel and held him close, my red cheeks slowly becoming their normal colour again and my heart starting to slow down.

He pulled back slightly and we stared each other in the eyes for a second. His hand moved to my chin and he lovingly traced my lips, leaving me in a tired trance.

“I bet it’s true though,” he broke the silence and it didn’t really register.

“Hm?” I hummed in confusion, not really knowing what he meant.

He leaned forward till his lips brushed the shell of my ear. “I bet you’d look adorable,” he whispered.

My heartbeat skyrocketed and my breath hitched. He pulled back with a grin as I just stared at him with wide eyes.

I blinked a few times while he chuckled. “You moron,” I managed to say, causing him to grin before dipping down and catching my lips in a sweet, passionate kiss.

He slowly walked me backwards until I sat down on his bed, caged between his arms.

We broke apart for air and I glared at him slightly. “Fuck you,” I grumbled.

“If you wish,” he whispered back.

———

I awoke with a grumble, I turned to give my dearest ninja boyfriend a kiss, only to be met with an empty bed.

My eyebrows knotted together, slightly upset at him being gone. Sure it’s fine if he gets up before me, but I’d appreciate if he was there in the morning after a night like that.

I went to grab my phone, hoping to find a message from him, when I spotted a note.

Out on a mission, back in the early afternoon, love you♡

-Lloyd

A small smile formed on my face. Alright, fine, good excuse. I threw the covers off of myself and opened the drawer Lloyd had emptied for my clothes.

I grabbed some trousers, socks and than snatched my bra of the ground. I stole one of Lloyd’s green hoodies and then headed downstairs to the kitchen.

When I entered I found Zane searching trough a cabinet.

“Good morning, Y/n” he greeted, not even looking back.

“Morning, Zane,” I smiled before lightly frowning. “What are you doing?” I asked, watching him go trough the cabinet.

“I am searching for our last chocolate chips,” he said, looking rather sour. “I am afraid that Jay- oh, nevermind,” he pulled a bag full of dark chocolate chips out of the cabinet. “I am baking cookies, if you want, you may assist me,” he smiled at me.

“I’d love to!” I beamed before my stomach grumbled. “After some breakfast,” I smiled sheepishly. He chuckled, and put the bag down before asking what I’d like.

After Zane’s insistence on making me breakfast, he’d prepared some noodles that I quickly ate. His cooking was to die for, if I could, I’d eat here every night.

“Alright, first we wash our hands,” Zane started. He’d given me an apron, just like last time we baked cookies together.

“Zane, I know how to bake cookies,” I laughed, putting soap in my hands to wash them.

He was about to respond when he stopped. “Oh,” he said before composing himself. “Yes, I’ll be on my way,”

I frowned at the nindroid in confusion. “What’s happening?” I asked, a bit lost at what was going on.

“Pixal says that Lloyd, Cole and Kai need my help,” he told me and I smiled sadly.

“Well go on, I’ll make the cookies, than you lot have something to eat when you come back,” I promised. He smiled back at me and nodded, before bidding me goodbye and hurrying out of the room.

I started on making the cookies, everything I needed was in the table and I’d just decided to use my mom’s recipe, seeing that I knew it by heart.

I weighed out my ingredients before throwing my eggs, milk and sugar into the bowl and starting to whisk.

While I was at it, the door had opened behind me and Koko walked in.

“Oh, Y/n!” She said happily. “I didn’t know you where here, the others are out,” she told me and I smiled at her.

“Yeah I stayed the night, Zane was here when I woke up but had to leave before we could start on our cookies,” I gestured.

“Ah, I see,” she said with a smile, dropping her bag in the kitchen and started to empty it by putting some things in their place. “I was out doing groceries before it could get too busy in the afternoon,” she told me. “Somehow Saturday is always the busiest day for everyone ti get their groceries,” she shook her head in annoyance causing me to chuckle.

“Do you need a hand?” I asked her and she just shot me a quick smile.

“No, I’m alright dear, you continue on the cookies, the team shall be hungry when you get back, Nya and Jay would be lucky if there still is some when they get back from their date,” she chuckled and I followed, covering my mouth with a hand.

The first batch was in the oven and I was rolling the remaining of the dough into balls when the door opened. I looked back to find Kai, Cole, Zane and Lloyd entering the kitchen, all absolutely exhausted.

“How bad was it?” I asked them, turning back to the dough.

“It’s not that the fight was to bad, but it was raining buckets,” Kai complained, I glanced back to see his hair flat and sticking to his forehead, causing me to laugh.

I shook my head, putting my small ball of cookie-dough on the plate. Suddenly two hands snaked around my waist and a pair of cold lips kissed my cheek.

“Lloyd, you are drenched!” I struggled out of his hold and he chuckled.

“Sorry, love,” he kissed my cheek again and then turned to the bowl on the counter, reaching out his hand.

I slapped it away and gave him a scolding look. “Don’t touch it with your dirty, sweaty, glove hands,” I warned. “You lot go shower and change, the cookies will be done when you get back here,” I told them and Lloyd grumbled but complied.

“Y/n, your hair is down,” I frowned and turned to Zane in confusion. “When one bakes or cooks, they put their hair up, so no hair gets into the food,” I said matter of factly and I shrugged.

“I always bake with my hair down, unless I’m at work,” I stated but he just kept looking at me in expectation. “Fine,” I grumbled and gathered my hair to put it into a bun.

Next to me, I heard a panicked noise from Lloyd before he gulped. I shot him with a strange look, but he just looked the other way with red cheeks.

Behind me, there was laughter and I turned around to see Kai and Jay both laughing, while Zane just smirked.

I gave Lloyd a questioning look, causing him to point at his neck and only then did I realise what was going on.

“Go shower,” I yelled at the others who laughed as they left the room. I looked over at Lloyd who nervously chuckled.

“Oops?” He tried causing me to roll my eyes, opening my mouth to tell him off, before I realised something, causing my hand to clasp over my mouth in horror.

“I talked to your mom this morning,” I revealed. He gave me a strange look, before realisation washed over his face. “She didn’t say anything about it- maybe she didn’t see,” I tried.

“Sweetheart, it’s my mom, she definitely noticed,” he said concerned before pursing his lips. “I think I’m gonna get the talk all over again,”

“I’m sorry,” I apologised with a small pout and he chuckled and took a step forward to kiss my lips, his wet hair leaving drops on my face.

“It’s alright,” he muttered before smirking, putting his lips next to my ear. “It was worth it, cause in the end, you did look adorable,” he whispered into my ear before kissing my temple and leaving the kitchen.

I shook my head and continued my work in a flustered state. Whatever, he was probably being teased by the boys right now anyway.

Lloyd pov:

The moment I walked into the hallway to my room, I heard clapping. I looked up unamused, Kai was clapping and Cole did the same while chucking , Zane just stood there while leaning against the wall, looking amused.

“Yeah, yeah, just let me have it so I can shower,” I glared at them.

“So, lover boy, how was it?” Kai wiggled his eyebrows at me and I rolled my eyes.

“You know, hickeys don’t immediately indicate-” but Cole cut me off.

“Yeah, we’re not dumb, Lloyd,” he grinned at me and I just pursed my lips while looking at the ground.

“It was fine,” I mumbled. Obviously it was more than fine, but right now I was just embarrassed.

“Our little ninja is growing up,” Kai wiped fake tears. “Sooo, yesterday, first time,” he bumped my arm with his elbow causing my blush to deepen and I didn’t know how to break the news.

“Well- not exactly,” I sheepishly said, catching them all off guard. “Yesterday was just one thing that lead to another, first time was at the start of this week,” I admitted.

“Oh, so now you have two things to tell us?” Cole teased and I rolled my eyes.

“I don’t have to tell you anything,” I shot at him, slightly irritated. Somewhere in me it felt like an invasion of her privacy.

“Wow, no need to be angry,” Kai chuckled. “You don’t have to share details,” he poked my head.

I didn’t answer him and then moved to head into my room.

“Damn, two times a week, brother?” Kai suddenly said, making me look over at him in annoyance.

“Now that you say it, yeah, two times a week?” Cole agreed. “But if you think about it, two horny teenagers, just learning about-” I punched his shoulder and he winced while laughing. “Sorry, sorry,”

“Technically, yesterday was her friends’ fault,” I murmured, opening my door, but they just saw it as an invitation and followed me right in.

“How could it be her friends’ fault?” Zane finally spoke up and he seemed confused with himself why he was even asking.

“I- Luna sent her a text from my phone,” is all I said before turning away and tossing my mask on the bed. “Now get out of my room,” I crossed my arms and gave them a stern look but only Zane followed my order, probably having lost his interest by now.

He did sent me a smirk and a wink on his way out, which caused me to huff and look the other way.

“What’d she text say?” Kai asked amused. “Cause it can’t have just been a random text,”

“Nothing- get out!” I pointed at the door annoyed but they just exchanged glances and didn’t move an inch.

“Was it flirty?” Cole asked amused by my effort to get them out of my room. “Maybe more forward than you are,” he teased, making me scoff in annoyance.

“Come on, just show us the text, it can’t be too bad,” Kai pushed and I sighed.

“If I show you, will you just get out of my room already?” I asked and they a hanged glances before nodding. “Fine,” I grumbled and grabbed my phone before opening my chat with Y/n and showing them the screen.

Both their mouths hung open as they saw what was written.

“That was send when you where with all her friends?” Cole asked me bewildered, I nodded and took the phone away again.

“Was she mad?” Kai asked with a grin.

“Yes, obviously, now get out,” I held the door open for them and they finally left.

“Yeah, yeah, fine, go shower loverboy,” Kai called, making Cole laugh again. I just slammed my door shut quickly, my face feeling hot as I started taking off my wet gi.

(Meanwhile Y/n realising that the last time she baked with Zane she also had her hair loose and he didn’t say a thing: “that little bastard-”)

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Sooo... Smut with Dom! Lloyd×Sub! Fem! Reader... Pretty please 🥺🙏🏻

Time wisely used

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Pairing: Lloyd x Fem! Reader

Type: Oneshot

Rating: Nsfw

Plot: Reader receives a proper response to her little attempt to get handsy under the table during dinner

Warnings: Oral sex m!receiving, brat taming, mentions of a hand job, swearing, ooc (a little bit), no betaa

Author note: I'm sorry for the 2 month delay! I'm really re-exoloring myself atm, I had some auditions and I'm working on an original piece :) I hope you'll like it, anon! <3

"Mm...mhm...yes, beautiful.." Lloyd held your hair in a fist gently while your head bobbed up and down on his length. Your drool was rolling down in beads to the base of his cock as you hummed and took him in your mouth eagerly. Your eyes teared up as he pushed your head down, shoving his cock so deep that it touched the back of your throat. You look up at his warning glare, before nodding and continuing to suck him off, using your hand to rub whatever didn't fit inside your mouth. You let out an apologetic whine as he gripped your hair again in frustration. You love this, you love it when he's on the brink of breaking, don't you, you whore? You love it when he's holding back from choking you with his thick cock.Go faster, pay attention to the slit, lick under the head, kiss the tip...the whole thing..in your mouth.

""Giving me a hand"? During dinner?" Lloyd asked with his teeth gritting and forming a frustrated grimace on his face. You saw him blurry as you forced yourself to look up while you feasted on his cock. You recognized the shine in his eyes. The shine he got when he was mad or passionate or smug...that fucking sparkle made you knees go weak, because there was no knowing how the night was going to end for you..

You moaned happily at his question, whorishly. You nodded as he started to thrust his hips against your mouth, fucking your throat and making you choke.

"In front of everyone?" He asked again, struggling not to go down on you. Not to grab your head and cum deep in your throat as you choke on him, crying and whimpering and looking up at him like you did nothing.

You nodded again. He cupped your cheek, watching you open your mouth wide for him to slap it on your tongue teasingly. You took it in your hand, rubbing it quickly.

"Yes, sir."

"What kind of a whore tries to give her boyfriend a handjob in the middle of dinner?"

Lloyd fisted your hair, you saw the twinkle again. You could swear you're dripping down on the floor already. Your toes curled at the hazy lustful look in his eyes. The desire to tie you down and make you pay for tonight's gig. He started to tease you, rubbing it on your cheek, letting it drip pre-cum all over your soft skin and coat it good.

"I asked you a question."

His stern voice brought you back to earth.

"Me. This whore."

You opened your mouth wide, your sweet expression begging him to put it back between your lips and make you choke on it. Lloyd only rubbed the head on your lower lip.

"I think you're really forgetting your place lately." Lloyd murmured warningly as his fingers rubbed your scalp.

"Were you that horny at dinner or were you just pushing your luck?" He gently gripped your hair again.

You smiled at him softly, knowingly, brattily. You coaxed his hand away from his dick, replacing it with yours and rubbing his length in long slow strokes.

"Pushing my luck, sir." You kissed the leaky tip, gently sucking the pre-cum from the slit, smearing it on your lips and your tongue darting out to lick them.

"Yeah? You think you're going to get far with that?"

You took a breath to answer, before he cut you off by shoving his cock back in your mouth. His hand rested on your cheek as he thrust his hips, fucking your mouth. The tip touched the back of your throat as he looked down at you, biting his soft pink lips, his golden hair sticking to his forehead as the coil in his abdomen tightened. You moaned around Lloyd's cock, your saliva dripping down onto your chin as he used your mouth.

A broken whimper escaped your throat as he pushed down your head, your lips touching the base, your nose buried in his pubes, your eyes watering and rolling back. His red tip pulsed inside your mouth as he spilled his hot cum right down your throat. The green ninja panted as he pulled his length from your mouth, watching his seed glisten on your lips, the experience making you hazy, your face flushing with lust and arousal as you smiled at him pleased with a sweet bratty expression no one can match. You leaned back, your nipples perky and shiny from sweat, your hair clinging to your forehead, fluttering your eyelashes at him, challenging him to show you who you're messing with.

Lloyd followed his uncle's advice for once and that night, he used his time very wisely.

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can we get sum lloyd smut up in here pretty please *insert super cute begging face* like maybe him getting clingy after missinf u for long time. Like he's gone away saving the world for the 100th time and when he comes back he misses readrr soo much he just cannot expresses himself with his words so he expresses himself with sex (and endd up overstimmin himself AND READER)

Gn reader pretty pls and thank you for your tim i understnd how messyily i am explanen this 😭

(let's gloss over how I haven't posted in actual months) (this can be read as pre! or post!dragons rising Lloyd but was written with pre! in mind)

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my goodness! he'd be so needy after being away from you for too goddamn long. I'd always start so soft and cuddly, Lloyd wanting to be so so so close to you and bask in your presence for as long as he can before he's called away again.

It truly doesn't take long before he starts getting more antsy, more wiggly, subtly grinding his crotch against yours in seek of just a little more friction than normal. Unnoticeable at first really, seems more like he's just adjusting himself to be more comfy.

Soft muffled whines and whimpers soon fall from his lips the longer he keeps it up. glossy green eyes soon searching for yours, soft pleads leaving the blonde as he begs in hushed whispers if he could just 'please stick it in! he'll be such a good boy! he promises!'

and be a good boy he will! shallow desperate thrusts that leave Lloyd absolutely drunk off the feeling of you wrapped around him! It has him cumming buckets with how pent-up he's been after not seeing you for so so long! Lloyd can't help himself but dump load after load into you, so much so that it has him crying and shaking from overstimming himself so much! he can't help it! you just feel so good and are so nice to him all the time! Lloyd doesn't even wanna pull out once it's all done and over with, wanting to stay inside you for as long as possible until you finally decide that the both of you should really clean up.

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Day 1: Breeding Kink

DI! Leon Kennedy x AFAB!Reader Warnings: SMUT, MDNI, Breeding Kink, Mentions of Pregnancy, Body Changes, Masterlist Day 1! Let's go! Hope you enjoy ~ Mads <3

At first, both of you hated the idea of going to your cousin's wedding. The two of you would much rather stay at home than endure the small talk of the family. Your dress clung to the curves of your body in such a perfect way it almost made Leon fall to the floor when he saw you leave the bedroom this morning. The ceremony was beautiful, held in such a magical place he loved seeing you take mental notes throughout the day fiddling with the expensive ring on your finger. The same one everyone had fawned over all night, prying for details about the intimate moment you both shared. You smiled at him from across the room, the small children surrounding you as you took turns dancing with them. He couldn't help but wonder about the future of you two and the way you would act with your children. “She’s a natural they always love their auntie” Your mum spoke from beside him. He was impressed by the woman's ability to sneak up on him despite his year's worth of training, perhaps he was just too smitten with you. “She sure is” He responded. Your mother just chuckled, not failing to notice the expression on Leon’s face as he watched you play with the children. The smile on your face was bright enough to light up the room. 

He watched as you twirled each child around, making sure they all had their moment. He barely heard your mother’s dismissal, her laugh fading to the background as he made his way across the dance floor to you. Your eyes lit up as he presented his hand to you, a dramatic bow followed as the children laughed at his antics. “May I have this dance?” He spoke, his signature grin spread across his face as his eyes flicked up towards you. Your hand was small and gentle in comparison to his.“You may” You chuckled as he whisked you away. His arm encirling around your waist tugging you close to him. Your head rested on his chest as you swayed to the slow music. Both of you fade amongst the crowd of the other couples. 

Leon rested his chin on the top of your head, placing a small kiss against your crown. “I’ve been thinking” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sounds of the night. “That’s never good” You retorted, a giggle leaving your lips as he feigned offence. “What if we had one?” He asked. The question was lost to you for a second, the intention behind his words unclear until you turned towards where the children were now running around playing tag together. You had never spoken about this before, always opting for him to approach you with the topic when he was ready. “I wouldn’t object” Your reply was simple, and straight to the point. It left him thinking as he continued to hold you close, allowing him to process the information and take the lead on the subject as a whole. 

As the night continued the more he thought about it. He watched you flutter around the room with your siblings. He found himself imagining what your frame would look like with a swollen belly, which is evidence of his claim on you. His jealousy always ran hot whenever someone would approach you, his deep routed insecurities of never deserving someone as good as you. The ring was evidence that you weren't on the market but never stopped people from trying. There was always an endless supply of men to ward off when you both were out in public. His touches and protectiveness were never enough to show the greedy suitors that you were his and he wasn’t sharing. By the end of the night as you both walked through the corridors of the hotel his cock was already at half mast as he lost himself in the thoughts of impregnating you. 

Leon sat on the bed watching as you slowly began to wind down. His cock throbbed in his restraints as he watched you pull the fabric down your body, your hips shimming as you struggled to get it past. You turned to him in your underwear, a faint blush spreading across your cheeks at his intense stare. “What are you thinking about Leon?” You smiled as you walked over to him now standing between his legs. You could feel his erection through the trousers where it poked at your thigh. Your hands slid underneath the collar of his blazer, taking it off slowly whilst squeezing his biceps. He could see the lust in your eyes - perhaps you were thinking of the same thing? Craving his desires that haven't left his mind since he had started to think about them. “What if we were to try tonight? For a baby I mean” He questioned. You hummed as you pretended to think about it, your answer was clear physically as you began to undo the buttons of his shirt but he needed to hear it verbally. A smile grew on your face you looked down at his eyes maintaining contact as you replied, “Yes, I think that would be great” 

Leon smirked as he stood up from the bed, his form now towering over you. His hands were cold as they caressed your shoulders, moving down to hold your hands. His chapped lips encased your own, pouring love and passion into the kiss as he turned you around. Your knees hit the edge of the bed as you fell backwards onto it, taking his hint and began crawling backwards to the headboard. You watched as he finally shed his clothes, an obvious tent in his boxers as he made his way around the bed towards you. Leon captured lips again in a heated kiss, a small damp spot on his boxers appearing as his cock dribbled out pre cum. “I love you” He murmured into your neck. Your heart swelled with love as he continued his kisses down your body. Sucking soft marks against the curves of your breasts, you arched your back against him, his fingers making quick work on the clasp of your bras as he freed them. “God I can’t wait for these to grow” He chuckled, taking them in his hands and kneading them as he watched your face contort in pleasure. His teeth grazed against the stiffened peaks of your nipples. “What about you love?” he added, stopping his actions as he waited for your reply. “Yes…I want it too…please Leon” You whined your chest arching into your hands desperate for him to continue. Satisfied he continued his journey down towards your pussy, smirking as he saw the outline of your lips from where the fabric began to stick to it. His breath fanned against your clothed pussy cooling your arousal-slicked underwear and making you squirm against the sheets. He pulled his boxers down, smirking as your head popped up to take a look at his length as it sprang free. 

The tip was beading pre cum, the substance wasted as it dribbled down his cock. His fingers slipped underneath your waistband shimmying the underwear down your thighs. He watched as you spread your legs for him, your pussy covered in your own juices just from the ideas he was planting in your head. You felt pressure at your entrance as he lined himself up, his tip slowly entering you as he let out a low groan. Leon felt your velvet walls flutter around his length, it felt like you were moulding for him, eagerly clenching around his shaft as if they were already trying to milk him. “God baby… you're already so prepped for me” He groaned as he looked down at you, meeting your lust-blown eyes. “I’ve been craving this Leon…you spilling so deep inside me” You rambled, your words coming out in small pants as he began to thrust inside you, admiring the white circle that formed at the base of his cock. “I want you to cum inside me and make everyone know who I belong to as my body changes because of what you did to me” 

You felt his cock twitch inside you, his groans now falling into your ear as he pressed himself even further into you. His brain slowly imagines what you would look like as you changed because of what he did. What he was going to do to you. He lifted your leg over his shoulder, the stretch adding an ache that soon washed away to the pleasure at the new angle. His eyes screwed shut as he focused on driving himself into you. The guilt kept trying to creep in at his lack of pleasuring you, focusing only on himself. However, to you seeing him so desperate for this; his mind solely focused on his release inside of you made it so much hotter. With a final groan, he spilled himself inside, his load coating your walls spreading warmth throughout your body. Your orgasm followed shortly after as he continued to bury his seed inside. He wasn’t even pulling out the whole way anymore, just thrusting inside you. He smiled down at you, his grin infectious as he looked at your flushed cheeks. He pulled you in for a kiss, holding you close as he relished in the post-orgasm feeling. Refusing to let his cock slip out of you despite the cum dribbling down his balls from where he remained. You could still feel him twitching inside of you evidence to his brain not leaving the train of thought. “Guess I’m in for a long night?” You chuckled. Leon grinned down at you. “Long night? Baby, I’m not stopping until this takes” 

His fingers caressed your stomach, smiling down at it as his thoughts ran wild.

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"You passed the first hurdle. Kaburamaru trusts you." His words always echoed in the back of your mind. It was two long months of constantly being by his side before he removed the cloth he had around his mouth. Obanai had pulled you into a deep kiss that night and made sure to bite your neck hard enough to leave marks where your necklace would lie, the bruising reminding you who you belong to. "You will forever be my beloved bride. These signify my heart being given to you." Dinners together became regulated afterwards, and Obanai would always insist on sharing kisses between bites of your food and sips of his bloodied wine. Asking him why simply yielded an honest answer. "I simply cannot get enough of the taste of your lips, my jewel." Tonight, Obanai had told you he wished to finally bind you to him in the most intimate way possible. You felt your thighs squeeze together at the implications of your love's statement, making the man chuckle and tug down his mask, his smile and scarred skin being bared to your eyes. Taking your hand in his, Obanai tugged you closer to him, pressing a warm kiss to your lips. "I can sense your excitement, but please, save it for later, my heart. I wish to have you when all is prepared." He cooed, his voice nearly hypnotic as you nodded, stealing another kiss from him, much to his surprise. With a soft laugh, Obanai quipped how he adored how unpredictable you were. You later found yourself curled in your bed with a book in hand detailing the story of a pair of lovers from a tale as old as time itself, yet you couldn't keep your attention on it. You wanted Obanai with you, needed him now. Your daydreams were shattered as you felt the bed dip beside you, drawing your eye from the inked pages of the novel. You smiled and carelessly threw it aside upon seeing Obanai, clad in just his undershirt and pants, mask nowhere to be seen alongside Kaburamaru. "You're here." You uttered, throwing your arms around him. Obanai wound his arms around your middle, appreciating that you wore that pretty, thin lavender gown he had set out for you. "I said I wanted you tonight, didn't I?" He asked, running his hand down your side and pressing a kiss to your lips. "Yes, you did. I could hardly wait for you. I need you now, my beloved." "My poor, little bride." Obanai crooned, cupping your cheek in his icy cold palm. He smiled lovingly seeing you lean into his touch. "I kept you waiting for far too long, haven't I? Fear not, I'm here now, and ready to begin preparing you to be mine entirely." Your pretty gown was soon tossed aside with Obanai's shirt, your lips locked together, the vampire trailing wet kisses down your neck and shoulder. His hands were roaming all across your body, traveling lower and lower until they reached your clothed core, teasing your clit through your panties. Your whines felt like music to his ears, his heterochromatic eyes drinking in your flushed form. "My jewel..." He groaned, his lips now lingering at your pulse point at your wrist. "Please, I wish to taste you, I promise no pain, please, let me taste you..." "Have me, my heart, have me! All of me! My blood, my body, my soul are all yours, all yours!" You whined, bucking your hips into your love's touch. Obanai groaned softly, slipping his hand into your panties now to play with your folds, feeling your wetness and making you jolt at the temperature change. He soon sunk his teeth into your wrist, pointedly missing your pulse point, as he didn't want you to die from blood loss, not when he simply wanted to taste the delicacy that was your blood.

Obanai let out a moan as he drank your blood, the taste being sweeter than any infused wines he'd ever tasted, your blood being so delightful to his senses, all else would taste like grime or sand. He loved how you moaned so sweetly for him as he slipped his fingers inside you, curling them in a come hither motion that had you arching your back of the bed. He pulled his mouth away from your wrist, laving his tongue over the puncture wounds. "My sweet bride, you're immaculate..." He moaned, lazily pressing his cheek to your wrist and looking at you, his gaze almost drunk. Obanai would swear that he felt drunk off of you in that moment. "So perfect, so delectable. I'm so happy it's you that I have as my beloved, my everything." He confessed, leaning forward and silencing your cries and swallowing your moans.

GODS, GLITCH, YOU NEVER MISS-

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Rush ii.

He does not flinch while you disinfect his wound. There’s no reaction. Normally you’d expect a person to hiss in pain at the uncomfortable stinging sensation created by the alcohol cleansing the wound. But he does not react, he does not move. It’s almost as if he doesn’t feel any of it at all. Staring at your hands moving, his eyes seem incredibly emotionless, almost lifeless. He doesn’t seem to be at all alarmed at the severity of his wounds. You wonder would his face be the same even if he was bleeding out on the ground? 

You should be running for your life. But instead here you are – treating the wounds of a potentially dangerous stranger. Yet you cannot ignore someone in such state, your naïve kindness forces you to stay and act. The air is heavy and you are sweating uncontrollably, but you feel so cold from his gaze trying to not shiver while you can almost feel his breath against your skin. If not a mere lunatic, perhaps actually a murderer. You try to not think about his answer to when you asked who caused these wounds. 

Moving closer to pull the bandage over the torso, you try to clear your mind of such panicked thoughts. His eyes are now glued to your face, studying it almost religiously while trying to find out every secret your eyes hide. You notice his body become stiffer  as your arms envelop him and bring the bandage up to the front through his back. Stepping away, you avert your gaze to the ground, perhaps feeling a bit guilty for having breached his personal space a bit. Not like he didn’t do the same thing to you the moment you stepped in here.

“I’m sorry, I should’ve warned you I was going to get closer,” you apologize not wanting to upset him and possibly compromising your own life. After all, he’s clearly stronger than you. No matter his injuries, you feel that he’s the one in control. 

“No care,” he simply answered, ripped the bandage roll from your hands and finished the job, ”I faster.”

“Oh.”

“And better,” he added and you immediately went red in the face.

Why did he let you do all of that then? Dumbfounded and confused, you just freeze up with your hands in the air as they were previously holding the bandages. True to his words, he quickly corrects your mistakes and dresses the rest of the wounds up by himself. Was there perhaps something more to his lifeless gaze when you were bandaging him up? Maybe a little hint of mischief and enjoyment he saw when you made a fool of yourself in front of him.

“Then why…” shame and slight annoyance mix in your voice.

“Fun watching you,” he says with a malicious grin forming on his face. You swear you’d punch him if he wasn’t injured and possibly dangerous. Feeling your eyes sting and slightly water, you avoid eye contact. Rather not risking your fate, you clench your fists behind your back, digging nails into your skill. The pain calms you a little.

“Okay,” you take a deep breath in in an attempt to steady your voice, “Then I’ll be on my way if I’m not needed.”

Struggling to even look back at him after you’ve just been ridiculed by trying to even help him, you turn on your heel to leave the bathroom. As you grab the door handle, you feel a stronger force push you back. The door opens, hitting your head you stumble back in confusion.

Ah, you remember, these were the men’s toilettes.

A hunk of a man is staring back at you in bewilderment. His large build and weathered face exudes slightly more fear in you than the smaller bloodied lunatic who messed with you a second ago. There’s something more threatening about a man that’s twice your size than a guy you tower over by at least a head even if he’s completely covered in mud and wounds.

“What’s a pretty looking thing like you doing in here?”

You feel disgusted by his words almost instantaneously. These kinds of men never mean something good behind those sly backhanded compliments. Feitan behind you simply laughs at your misfortune, although it’s more of a cackle. Turning your head even more to ground, almost hunching over, you quickly collect yourself not daring to look at any of them.

“I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry…” you run out face covered with hands not sure if you want to scream or cry. 

“Did I interrupt something?” you hear the guy say behind your back. The connotations make you feel even more mortified. You do not hear Feitan’s answer to his question, if he even answered, you do not wish to hear it. Slapping last of your money on the counter for the first aid kit, you run out not even bothering to wait for your change. You felt like your heart couldn’t stand being there even a minute longer, hearing any more sound.

The image of the shirtless injured man you just met, Feitan, with you trying to dress his wounds morphs into something way more inappropriate in your head. Your hands around his muscular torso, his eyes glued to your face, both of your bodies leaving almost no space for god. His quiet warm breath on your skin. 

Your cheeks burn as you are hit with the outside air. The smell of gasoline fills your nostrils. Yes – you can still escape from here, you have your beloved junk of a car. You can pretend this never happened, maybe you’ll sometimes visit the scene in your dreams with a slightly different outcome but no one has to know any of that. It’s not like you have anyone to tell but you can still get far away from here. Far and further from today’s mess up. 

You swear in your head to be a better person, to never accidentally run someone over and to never look like a creep in the wrong bathroom. Sure, your circumstances would pardon the whole awkward situation but you weren’t thinking straight, your judgement was clouded by adrenaline, by Feitan.

This wasn’t you, you were acting abnormally. Usually, you would at least try to rationally explain the situation.  It felt like meeting him awakened something within you. Or maybe you’ve been away from people for too long, forgetting how to act like a normal functioning adult. 

Running into your car you slid down and relaxed yourself on the driver’s seat, leather sticking to your sweaty exposed skin. You felt like your heart is going to escape the enclosure of your ribcage. The whole world was spinning before your eyes, not having drunk enough water as usual you felt like you were on the verge of passing out. You closed your eyes, took a deep breath in and out.

“Fuck!” screaming at the top of your lungs in frustration, you threw your hands over the steering wheel. Surpassing the urge to cry you stick the car keys in and start the engine.

It will all be better, you tell yourself, you just need to get away and forget. 

“Going somewhere?”

Screaming at the top of your lungs you hug your chest defensively and throw yourself on the card door hitting your head in process. Feitan, who’s just casually sitting in the passenger seat stares you down. Now fully clothed in black leather, face covered by his shawl – although you could tell by his eyes that he was enjoying your fear and bewilderment he caused like a gourmet dish. His sadistic nature becomes more evident, escaping the enclosure of his beautifully sculpted face and body. 

“What are you doing in my car?” you screamed at him panicked, sweat rolling down your temples.

He simply lets out a small chuckle and slowly pulls out his blade. You can almost see your reflection on his freakishly clean and sharp katana, its handle looks like a part of an umbrella. His fingers slide across its surface with a level of artistic precision, long nails trace the edge. If you didn’t feel enough threatened when he had you pinned against the wall, then you definitely felt like that now. You hold your breath, as if that could help you, your eyes not leaving the blade.

“You said,” he begins calmly, his raspy voice filling the space, reverberating in your ears, ”you’ll do anything.”

Your eyes widen, remembering your very own foolish words, that you said back in the bathroom just mere minutes ago. What more could he want from you? Your silence on whatever happened? No – he would’ve already killed you for that, after all - only the dead cannot speak. Perhaps… No. No! Is this situation like the dark romance movies and books you’ve heard of? You feel your cheeks burn, thoughts running wild, surely that stuff doesn’t actually happen in real life. Though you have to admit, you are at least mildly attractive even on your bad days.

Seeing your expression and brightly red cheeks, he cackles: “Not that.” You immediately feel ashamed for yourself for thinking that way. You thought of it even before he did, perhaps you are the bigger creep between the two of you.  Even though your thoughts are largely influenced by stress, panic and adrenaline, you still have to admit that you find him weirdly attractive. Muttering a quick sorry, you turn away. 

“Drive.”

“Where?” you quietly ask while starting up the car engine.

“To Yorknew.”

You halt your actions in disbelief.

“But that’s thousands of kilometers away!”

“So?”

“It’ll take me at least a week or more to get there with stops to sleep!”

“So?”

You sigh in frustration. Seeing the katana in the corner of your eye, you realize you don’t have a choice. It’s a do or die situation. You already feel the exhaustion coming over to you.

“Okay – but we’ll have to stop at the nearest motel or hotel, just whatever we find on the way. I’m way too tired and need to rest for today.”

He doesn’t answer verbally, but him putting his weapon away in an umbrella shaped casing is an enough of a sufficient answer to you. You feel more at relief knowing that he does not plan to hurt you any time soon. Adjusting the seat, he gets himself more comfortable, although, you can see it on his face and body that he stays alert no matter the position and illusion he creates. 

“Oh… wait, I need a map or something,” you remember your previous situation, that led you to the gas station in the first place and got you into this mess.

He nonchalantly pulls out a brand new navigation from his pocket, the newest model as well. Still packaged with a broken anti-thief casing. Oh, you realize right away. Your effort to protect the job of that gas station employee ended up in vain. But surely it’s more understandable now, right? You’re sort of held at a gun point – well technically a kinfe-point.

You hesitantly take it out of his hand, trying your hardest not to initiate a skin contact and possibly upsetting him. Muttering a quiet thank you, you set things up. It’s almost unrecognizable from your old junk that you used before. You can even set an additional stop! Finding a motel on the way, you set your destination as Yorknew. The big city you’ve always wanted to see. Maybe this will all lead to something better. You’ll see sights you’ve always wanted to, but were too scared of because of the distance. Plus - you’ll definitely appreciate your own life more after this. 

You shudder at the distance number you see on the screen. Maybe you should be even praying your own car can take so much, it  definitely won’t be an easy ride. You carefully get out of your parking stop, then leave the gas station. Driving always stressed you out before, but somehow now a second presence in the car calmed you down. Even if that presence was of a lunatic and possibly a murderer.

Not trying to attempt a conversation, you speed up, enjoying the almost empty highway. You do not dare to even sneak a glance at him, though you can feel him watching you. The strange feeling his cold gaze evokes in you never leaves you throughout the calm and quiet drive. You learn to find comfort in it. 

[veria01]

Hey, consui! ...what do you wanna be for Halloween?

....His wife

[veria01]

family: “why are you just sitting in ur room smiling at ur phone?”

me who’s been reading smut about fictional characters for the past 6 hours: