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Kirishima x Reader - Caught in a Bad Romance

‘Ugh…this is awful’ Kirishima groaned. Smoking a cigarette while he waited outside the dining hall for his boss and the other family heads to be finished for the evening. Based on the rowdy voices behind the door, it was going to be a long night.

“Kir-is-hima!” The lieutenant lazily looked up from his musing to find Masaya there. Glaring angrily at him, as usual, in his usual white suit.

“Ah, Masaya. What are you doing here?”

“What am I doing here?!” The other man snarled. “I have just a right to be here as you do! I’m actually still active in this business. Not benched on the sidelines babysitting some kid and picking up grapes for her snacks. I…hey, hey! What are you doing ?!”

“Reminding myself to pick up grapes.” Kirishima answered as he tapped away at his phone. “That’s a really good idea. Thanks Masaya.”

Masaya growled and twisted his hands into fists. “Damnit! Don’t thank me you bastard! I came here to challenge you to a fight to the death, now get up and—“My such loud voices in the building.”

The two men stop fighting (or rather Masaya stopped yelling at an ambivalent Kirishima) at the regal voice of triad boss Kino’s eldest daughter entering the room. “It certainly made finding the party easier to find.”

“[Y-Y/N]-hime-sama.” Masaya stammered as he stood a little straighter, with a slight blush on his cheeks.

[Y/N] was a reverted woman in their organization. Not officially ‘on the job’, as women could not be Yakuza, her beauty and quick wit was well known to anyone in the family. Had she been a man, she would easily be the next leader of the clan. As it stood, she would be the most trusted advisor of the next clan head; once she completed university overseas.

“[Y/N]. It’s good to see you again. I didn’t know you were back in town.” Kirishima said as he stood now. Adjusting his tie back to its proper place, now that he cared.

“Father wanted me back for the season, so I flew back last week. I take it he’s in there?” There was a large booming laughter from the other side of the door that was distinctly boss Kino. Answering her question on his own.

“The meeting should be over soon.” At least for Sakuragi-san. Besides not caring for these parties that much, despite their necessity, he made it a point now to not be out too late with Yaeka back in his life. “Shall I escort you to one of the sitting rooms to enjoy the evening more peacefully, [Y/N]-san?”

“That would be nice Kirishima.”

The yakuza smirked at the corner of his mouth and feel in line beside [Y/N] to follow her back. Masaya blinking out of his stupor of [Y/N]’s beauty, to realize that he had missed his opportunity to speak with her, and growling out a: “Kirishima!!”

Side by side they walked back through the less noisy portion of the restaurant, still reserved for them, and once they were out of ear shot Kirishima spoke. “It was pretty mean of you to not tell me you were back in town.”

“What?” [Y/N] asked with a smirk. “And miss the fun of your reaction?”

Kirishima smirked back at her, and even gave a scoff at her teasing. “So you didn’t come here just to harass your father about his drinking tonight?” He asked as he opened a door to an arbitrary room he’d selected.

“Well….” She mused as she walked inside. “Not entirely.” Kirisihima smirked a devilish grin at her confession. Then quickly followed the yakuza princess into the room and shut the door. Pouncing on her almost immediately with kisses, which she gladly accepts.

The two of them had been seeing each other in secret on & off for years. Their families weren’t enemies, but rather amicable rivals in the triad. It wouldn’t have been taboo for them to see one another if [Y/N] was just an associate of the family, and Krishima was still lieutenant of the Sakuragi family. But this was a boss’s daughter. With that came a certain understanding in the yakuza that she was to be put on a pedestal and not touch; aside for the overwhelming possibility of her being promised to someone else in the future.

Kirishima didn’t care though.

Aside from just living his life recklessly until now, he just couldn’t stay away from [Y/N] that long. He loved her. He respected her. She was the only woman that genuinely could keep his focus, and he always felt the need to come back to.

“Don’t turn on the light.” [Y/N] panted in the dark when they finally broke away from kissing. “If the attendant sees the light they’ll come in here and try to serve us.”

“Can’t have that.” Kirishima agreed as he led her further into the room.

There was a small table set for a future guest seating in the room that he led her too. Kissing her mouth, and neck, and the tops of her breasts peaking out from her dress, as they worked their way down to the floor with her perched on top of it. “Can I serve you though?”

[Y/N] giggle at his ‘witty’ retort and leaned back on her hands to give him access.

Reaching up under the skirt of her dress, Kirishima pulled her thin, lacy panties down her legs and gently nudged them open. He was greeted by a beautiful view of her glistening cunt. Already moist for him. Kirishima grinned at that before leaning forward to lap at her folds. Savoring the taste as he wasn’t sure when he’d be able to get it again.

[Y/N] moaned at the contact of his tongue on her pussy. Trying to stay quiet as to not alert the staff, or any of her father’s men, to what they were doing in here. They’d be horrified to see the jewel of the Kino family, spread legged, for the Yakuza Crusher Kirishima. She hated to admit it, but the forbidden nature of their relationship turned her on. Although she cared for Kirishima, and loved him in a way, she often wondered if she only kept seeing him to provoke her father and his image of ‘daddys little girl’. That was a conversation for her and her therapist though.

A sharp noise squeaked out of [Y/N]’s mouth when his tongue brushed over an incredibly sensitive part, and her hand flew up to cover her mouth. Her hips rolled against his face. The feeling of pleasure building as he worked faster to get her to orgasm. They had to be quick after all. They were in a public place crawling with yakuza.

It only took a few more moments before [Y/N] was shuttering around Kirishima’s face, and her warm juices coated his tongue. He quickly lifted up and wiped his face on his sleeve, before he reached down to undo his belt and pants. [Y/N] feverish hands clamoring out to help him.

“Hurry up.” [Y/N] whispered. Voice definitely more gravely than it was a moment ago. “Put your dick in me before someone realizes we’ve been gone too long.”

“Such language for a college girl.” Kirishima teased. Not that he was going any slower.

The moment his cock was out he pulled [Y/N] closer and jammed it into her. She moaned when he thrust into her so roughly, but clearly not complaining about it. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders while he held on to her waist and thrust into her. Hard, fast, and dirty. She buried her face into his shoulder and moaned into the lapel of his suit to try and keep quiet; unsuccessfully.

“Oh god Kirishima…harder. Fuck me harder. No one fucks me like you.”

She let out a sharp whine when he grabbed her by the hair and pulled back to look at her. “No one better be fucking you but me.” [Y/N] grinned drunkenly up at Kirishima, drunk with pleasure, before she leaned in to give him a messy kiss just before he felt him cum inside her.

They stayed together for a moment. Panting in each other’s ears and intertwined. Before they came to their senses and pulled away.

“Jeez, you could have warned me.” [Y/N] scolded, back to herself, as she recognized the cum dribbling down her leg.

“And do what? Get it all over your dress or the floor?” Kirishima asked. Handing her his pocket handkerchief before pulling out his cigarettes and lighting one up.

“Hmmm…I guess your right.” [Y/N] agreed as she cleaned off her legs.

Kirishima took another drag of his cigarette before [Y/N] reached over and took it from him. Taking a long, single drag. Another bad habit she had when she was back in town. “I hear you’re guarding Sakuragi-san kid now.”

“Yeah.” He confirmed. Letting her have another drag before he took his smoke back. “For a few months now.”

“You like being on the sidelines?” He shrugged. “It must be good then. I always liked Lady Sakuragi-san. She was nice. I was sad to hear about her when the accident happened.”

Kirishima took a longer drag this time. He didn’t like thinking about that night.

[Y/N] looked at him then, and gave him a wistful smile. “I’m glad though. You’re not in as much danger now. I’d be heartbroken if something happened to you.”

“Nothing ‘s gonna happen to me.” He told her. “Aoi-san always said I was too stupid to die.” [Y/N] giggle at his joke and he finished his cigarette before putting it out and pocketing the butt away.

They get up and straighten themselves up before they leave. No one any the wiser they had been in there. “I’m going to head back to the estate. Tell my drunk father, if he even remembers he was supposed to meet me here, that I went home. Honestly, you can’t take him anywhere.”

“I’ll be sure to tell him if I see him.” Kirishima agreed with a smile.

[Y/N] took a few steps out the front towards her car, before she looked back over her shoulder at him. “Am I going to see you again before I head back?”

“I’m sure you will.” He confirmed. Not sure when she was leaving, or when he’d make the time, but he would certainly try.

[Y/N] smiled then went to her car to head home. Kirishima stood there and watched her go. Then had another cigarette to make sure the smell of sex was drowned out completely before they go.