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hiskillingjar · 6 months

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What if? Fox was infatuated to unhealthy levels with MC, from the beginning (even before the kidnapping).

me when i flirt with an older man (he runs a human trafficking ring and has an anxious attachment style)

2000+ words, sfw, ren hana is a chubby chaser and no you will not change my mind

"Hey, what can I get for you?"

It was a cold day in December and he had been called to the office on a weekend due to a technical mishap from one of his staff the previous day. It was a day that he would have been annoyed, angry even, a day where he would have taken one step into the building and tore the head off the first person who dared speak to him.

But, for whatever reason, he always found his anger dissipated when he saw them.

The barista smiled, their soft, freckled cheeks dimpling with an expression that insinuated sincerity and sweetness, an innately trusting nature, traits so rare in Fox's profession, in the city that surrounded him, rare enough that he cherished and obsessed over them whenever he found them in someone.

He had been coming to this cafe every morning for weeks, not only because it was on the corner of his office in the financial district, a place close by where he could escape his moronic employees when he needed to, but because he found that he had to see their face to even feel slightly at ease on the more stressful days of work.

Just one look of their smile and hearing their voice was enough to settle him in an instant.

"Just a cup of coffee, please," Fox replied with a slight smile, jolted out of his train of thought, one of his ears twitching when they chuckled kindly.

"Well, yeah, I assumed," They said with another little chuckle, crooked teeth (so familiar, so sweet, wouldn't they look nice on the ground, scattered like pearls?) biting their lip to stop the chuckle from growing into a laugh. It was a quiet Saturday in the financial quarter, so they must have had time to banter with customers. "What kind?"

Fox smirked just a touch, one of his fangs hooking over his bottom lip.

He couldn't deny that he was a little curious about the young barista and what they were doing working in this part of the city (since, for one, they looked like they had a modicum of personality compared to everyone else who worked there).

They were a far cry from the kind of people he usually saw and interacted with on a day-to-day basis, soft when all he saw was hard, kind when all he saw was cruelty, and there was a certain, naive charm to them that Fox found almost magnetic.

He was always the obsessive type, falling in love with every pretty face who was nice to him, and years of therapy and unpacking his trauma never really stopped that obsession from blooming.

But what was the harm, really? What was so bad about a little crush and a few intrusive thoughts?

"Hmm…" He hummed thoughtfully, his tail idly wagging behind him. "Surprise me?"

"Adventurous. I like it." They chuckled again as they set to work on his drink. When they turned, it gave Fox a good opportunity to…assess their assets, his gaze scrutinous as he leaned against the counter, elbows up on the glass pastry display.

All things considered, their figure wasn't exactly remarkable, certainly not compared to the call girls and 'staff members' he was accustomed to working with. Average height (taller than him, but that wasn't hard), a heft to their hips and backside, a small (possibly bound) chest, and a constellation of acne scarring on their freckled cheeks…but he found himself drawn to them, regardless of all of that.

It had indeed been a cold day…but there was a certain warmth that he felt coming from the young barista that he hadn't felt in a long time.

Indeed, despite his violent intrusive thoughts, there was a part of him (buried beneath his hardened surface) that yearned for them.

He almost wanted to reach out and touch them, right then and there, the urge to simply embrace them, touch their skin, run his fingers along their cheek, dig his claws into them, pull their hair, break their jaw, make them bleed, make them cry, growing with every passing second.

But something stopped him, a sensible part of him that kept pulling him back from the brink of his obsession, his face remaining impassive as he continued to stare.

He probably looked like any normal, lecherous, older man, making advances on someone years younger than him. He could deal with that.

"You work around here?" They asked, making idle conversation as they steamed a jug of milk, a gust of steam fogging up their glasses.

"That I do," Fox replied with a nod, his golden eyes glinting with amusement as he took in their form once again (they were cleaning their glasses with their shirt, making it ride up and expose the soft skin of their belly) and stood back from the counter, putting his hands in his pockets (adjusting his growing bulge). "Right around the corner, in fact. And you?" He asked curiously.

"I'm a student," They smiled, turning back towards him and putting their glasses back on. "Obviously. I mean, I'm a barista, that comes with the territory, right?" They laughed and Fox smiled, nodding again curtly. "I work the weekend shift when I can though, when it's nice and quiet."

"A student, huh?" Fox asked curiously, casually, raising a brow and running his tongue over one of his fangs, his ears tilting forward. His attention was torn between the barista's face as they spoke and the still-exposed flash of skin above the waistband of their jeans, a little fold of soft fat spilling over them. His eyes shone brightly as he continued to stare downwards. "What are you studying?" He asked, eyes quickly returning to their face so as not to look too obvious in his ogling.

"Criminal psychology," They replied, finishing up the coffee with a dusting of cinnamon and setting it on the counter in a to-go cup. They had him clocked as a businessman, then. "Postgrad."

"Criminal psychology?" Fox repeated, accepting the offered drink as he took the cup and raised it to his nose, inhaling the aroma as he spoke. "I'm curious, what sort of career are you hoping to move into with that?" He asked, tilting his head, his tail still wagging idly. "Not just after university, but after all of it?"

"I wanna work in rehabilitation," They said, tilting their own head and giving him a considered look, their dark eyes flitting from his well-groomed fox ears (beast-kin in the wild were still relatively rare, after all) and down his handsome face and his suit, admiring him casually, as any person did (and they often did). "And help people get back on their feet after prison."

"Rehabilitation, eh? Helping people get back on their feet…" Fox repeated their words again with a thoughtful look on his face, his wrinkles looking a little more pronounced as he thought over what they said. He took a sip of his coffee, meeting their gaze for a minute (noting when they smiled eagerly at him as if waiting for his approval). "Well, I think that's just wonderful….and a hard job, too. You must be pretty driven to want to do that."

"Yeah," They laughed, scraping back dyed hair behind their ears. "Tell me about it. It's really tough sometimes. But…" They bit their lip again, but despite their bashful expression (those crooked teeth digging into their soft skin, like he wanted to do), their eyes never left his. "I believe people deserve a second chance…everybody, even the worst people. We should do everything we can to make sure of that, and I want to be part of that. I want to help people."

Something about those words, their eyes on his, speaking to him as if those words were for him and him alone, made something tight catch in Fox's chest, and he almost spluttered a mouthful of hot coffee around the rim of the cup.

"Everyone…even the worst people," Fox said softly to himself, wiping his mouth clean as he glanced down at his shoes, hoping his expression made him look thoughtful instead of…well, complacent. "How very noble of you."

He ran his tongue over his teeth, tilting his head back while the barista typed his order into their register.

"Even people like me?" He then asked, his voice low in the back of his throat, golden eyes flitting upwards, half-lidded, as his brows knitted together with an ominous kind of consideration.

"What was that?" They looked up from the register, not catching what he said.

"Ah, it's nothing, nothing at all." He then said quickly with a subdued laugh and a casual smile. "This is lovely, by the way. What am I drinking?"

"Oh, it's just an oat milk latte," They chuckled with a shrug. "But…" They then continued in a quiet whisper, leaning into him over the counter, like they were telling a secret. "I infused the milk with fresh lavender and thyme this morning. This is the first time I'm trying it out in the shop."

When they were this close to him, their scent was overwhelmingly intoxicating and attractive, so much so that it made his guts twist in ravenous hunger and his growing bulge throb even more.

"Ah…how unique." He grinned, taking another sip of the coffee, doing his best to look deliberate. "The lavender adds a really nice touch, as does the thyme. Very subtle, but distinct. It's wonderful, really." He said, forcing a slightly impressed look on his face as he looked up at them, his golden eyes sparkling at their own grinning face, ecstatic at the praise.

"I'm so glad you think so," They grinned, before turning the register around for him to see and pay. "That'll be four-fifty today. No charge for the extras, of course."

"How very kind of you," He said softly (and mostly to himself), taking his phone from his pocket and tapping it against the register's contactless sensor in a quick and fluid gesture.

So fluid that he was almost certain that they didn't notice him taking their picture.

The register let out a high BEEP in recognition of his payment, and a receipt was quickly spat out on the barista's side.

"Great, that's all gone through. Well," The barista's grin faded into a polite smile, as the interaction wound to a close, tearing off the paper receipt and stuffing it in the cash drawer of their register. "It was great speaking with you today, Mr…"

"Fox." He said, taking another sip of coffee with a light smirk. Their picture must have been scanned into the database by now, from the way his phone was buzzing in his pocket. "Just Fox. No titles."

"Fox." The barista said back to him with a nod. "See you around?" They added hopefully.

"Certainly," Fox replied with as close to a genuine smile as he could still manage. "It was lovely speaking with you too, darling. Take care of yourself."

Once Fox left the cafe, a tinkle of a bell above the door marking his exit and leaving the young barista to attend to their other tasks while it was still quiet, he took out an old flip-phone and dialed a familiar number, still thoughtfully sipping his coffee as the cold chill of the morning ran down his spine.

"Hey…yeah, I have a special request for you."

His voice was low and quiet once the person on the other end of the phone silently picked up, waiting for his instructions.

"I want a pick-up from a specific spot, today if you can. I'll send you the location." He took another sip of coffee as he idly paced the front of the cafe, hearing a few words from the other end of the line. "Yeah, I've just uploaded them to the database. Local university, no housemates, family not around, it looks like…mm, and cute as a button, I know, I know."

Fox smiled widely, his tail wagging a little more frantically as his mind raced with gruesome thoughts.

"As soon as you can. No damage in transit or no bonus, got it? Great."

He hung up with a snap of the phone and drained the last of the coffee from its cup, running his tongue over his lips in silent consideration.

He could get used to lavender and thyme.

#fox tpof #fox x mc #fox x reader #ren hana #ren x mc #ren x reader #drabbles #bro you cannot fix him. hit him with your car #qs

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S & K : The Queen's Guards

Sandor Clegane x Fem!Reader x Kylo Ren

Summary: After being named heir to the throne, your father brings you two men to be your guards.

Warning: NSFW, cursing, kissing, we are fucking them ladies, throuple because why not!

A/N: TBH this fanfic was never going to see the light of day because i was so nervous how people would react but I haven't seen a Sandor x Kylo fanfic so fuck it. Here ya'll go, enjoy! -L || Border Credit: @cafekitsune

Word Count: 9.9K

You were grateful that you have been bestowed with two guards to protect you. They were given the order to follow your every move and stay by your side since your father named you heir to the throne. Most were happy that you were heir while others condemned it to be the most horrific thing known. A woman sitting on the throne was a joke for them.

Blessed to have a father like yours, he quieted the people that had doubts and reminded them that his word is law.

At first you dreaded the idea of two unknown men in your company but your father insisted since they were the best. While being introduced to them you will never forget how they stared down at you with their dark eyes. You couldn't help but blush under their gaze. You learned that they were both second born sons and that they didn't have much but they were highly skilled. They were new to the kingdom and looking to offer their service. They had gotten through your father’s difficult test and proven their loyalty to him. They were both granted to protect and serve you.

The first guard was named Sandor Clegane. He was the tallest and the oldest. Your father had mentioned to you about his appearance before arriving. Sandor's right side of his face was burned. You were a bit relieved when you saw him for yourself because your father made it seem like Sandor was a grotesque monster but he wasn't. The unburnt side of Sandor’s face was handsome. He had a thick brow and brown eyes. His hair was long down to his neck, he had parted his hair to the side to mask the burn side of his face. He had facial hair, his beard and mustache were thick and dark.

The second guard was named Kylo Ren. Kylo was tall but fell a few feet shorter than Sandor. Kylo gave you a smile when he first saw you. His plushy lips twisted upward at you. He had long dark locks that went down to his shoulders. His beard and mustache was neatly trimmed then Sandor’s. Beauty marks were splattered on his face and he was leaner than the older guard.

Small talks between your father and you occur as they continue to stare at you.

“I do this for your safety, my dear. One day all of this will be yours and there are people out there that will try to take it away from you.” Your father walked in front of you and placed his hands on your shoulders.

“I accept them.” You told him.

Your father stood behind you as Sandor and Kylo kneel in front of you and swore their allegiance, their protection to the heir to the throne. Something melted in your chest at the sight of these men kneeling in front of you. Many had knelt in front of you but these two had sparked something in you.

The first week was the hardest, since they were going to follow you everywhere to get to know your routines. You decided to get to know them more. You found out Kylo was more social than Sandor.

Sandor kept to himself, mostly drinking a cup of wine while Kylo talked about himself. You found out Kylo had a twin brother named Ben. Kylo was the second twin born. You gave your condolences to Kylo when he mentioned that Ben died at war.

Kylo was flirtatious with everyone and he was charming when he wanted. You noticed wandering eyes from the servants looking up and down at him while serving the meals and drinks. Some servants who weren’t afraid of Sandor tried to talk to him but he ignored them or just told them to ‘fuck off.’

It was a month later when you found out more about Sandor's life. Kylo had left to do a task for your father so it was just both of you. You were sitting down on the loveseat in the library while Sandor stood by the entrance. After a few minutes of begging the tall man to sit down with you, he obeyed. Finally able to wear out his cold exterior, Sandor told you about his life and how he got hurt. His older brother had pushed his face against the burning coal of the fire when he was a child. His older brother was still alive and causing havoc far away from here.

Sandor had come to this place for a fresh start in life. Sandor’s body tensed when he felt you grab his hand. He wanted to curse at you for touching him but he couldn't, not when you were looking up at him like that. You looked at him like he was a normal man, you looked at him as you looked at Kylo.

“Thank you for telling me.” You told him as you pulled his hand on to your lap. His breathing came to a halt when you began to play with his fingers. Your thumb glides across his hard knuckles. You couldn’t help but smile when you compare your hands along with his. They were huge, they completely covered yours.

“My father said a good man should have rough hands. It means he’s a hard worker. I know for a fact you are a good and hardworking man.” Sandor was shocked by your compliment. He rarely got compliments back home. This was new for him, he didn’t know how to react. He just kept looking at you as you caressed his hand on your lap.

He finally had the courage to say something when the door of the library opened. He quickly ripped his hand away from your grasp as he stood up from the loveseat. He was about to draw his weapon but stopped when he saw it was Kylo. He ignored your stares as he walked away back to the doors. He couldn’t believe that he had gotten so distracted by you. A simple touch from you and he let his guard down.

Sandor and Kylo took turns when it came guarding you at night. You had told them that it’s outrageous to have someone standing guard at your door during the night but they simply told you that it’s their duty to protect you know matter what time of the day.

It had taken Sandor a week for you to finally convince him to come inside your room and take a seat on a chair so he could rest his legs. He had mentioned to you that he had injured his leg back home. It took a month for Kylo to finally come inside your room during the night and sit on the same chair as Sandor.

Kylo kept quiet while sitting near the fireplace. Kylo had to admit you were the nicest person he’s ever guarded. You always had a pitcher of water and a couple of books in the Latin language for him. He had mentioned to you once that he adores reading in Latin and the very next day you have gotten books for him. One night you couldn’t sleep, you tossed and turned in your bed. It was Kylo’s turn guarding you that night. He had seen that you were unable to sleep and had suggested reading to you in Latin. You knew nothing of the language, but hearing his soft, deep voice relaxed you. After a few minutes of him reading out loud to you, you were fast asleep

What you didn’t know was that as soon as you were asleep. Kylo and Sandor couldn’t help but look at you. They stood by the end of the bed. They envy the sheets and blankets that touched your body. Whenever it was Sandor’s turn he was too frightened to even touch you so he stared. He felt so unworthy to even touch you. He wanted to touch the hand that touched him. You had no problem grabbing onto him whenever he guarded you during the day. You don’t even ask permission to hold his hand or his arm. He felt like he needed permission from the Gods themselves to even touch you.

Kylo looks over at you when he hears soft snoring. He carefully gets up trying not to make a sound as he walks to your bed. He knew it was wrong to touch you while you were sleeping but he couldn’t help it. He enjoys the touch of your hair. It was soft to him, with shaky hands he touches your fingers as well. His lips tremble to kiss them. Kylo admits he’s a sinner, he’s always been one. He was always in the company of women to feel something. To feel whole but it never worked but being in your company was something else. Something pure and something out of love.

As the days became months and the months had become years it was two years since Kylo and Sandor became your guards. They knew their job was going to get harder when your father became ill. He was unfit to be king anymore and because of it, people in the realm started to second guess your father’s decision of choosing you as the heir to the throne.

It had happened so quickly when your father was bedridden when a lord from a house had spoken out.

“Let me remind you of this, Lord Peter of House Mancen.” Sandor watched as you stood up from your seat. He wanted to cut this man's head off for barging in and disrupting the council's meeting.

“Two years ago, the King of this realm had appointed me as the heir of the throne.” Kylo watched as you walked towards the man while you spoke.

“It is my duty, my birthright and my throne. Let this be known and tell anyone who has doubts. I will be queen, I will rule and I will defend my throne from anyone who is stupid enough to try and take it away from me.”

Lord Peter of House Mancen frowned as you walked back to your seat. Sandor and Kylo were quick to move when they saw the man reach for something.

“Stop.” You shouted. Kylo and Sandor froze as well as the Lord.

“This is your last and only warning, Lord Peter of House Mancen. Speak out of turn or betray me, I will end you. I will end your house and I will end your family. I will make your house disappear, I promise you that.”

“Shut the door on your way out.” You said when the Lord didn’t speak. He bowed at you and walked out, shutting the door behind him. The council continued and ended successfully. You didn’t notice how Sandor and Kylo looked proud at you from behind.

The proud look on their faces turned into pity when your father had passed in his sleep two days later. Sandor and Kylo had put their differences aside even though they worked together for two years now, they still had a few issues among themselves. They did it when you became depressed the first few days after your father’s death. Only your ladies-in-waiting entered in and out of your chambers. Sandor and Kylo couldn’t help but feel a bit sad at the fact you didn’t want to see them. They heard your cries and the voices of your ladies-in-waiting consoling you behind your chambers door.

A week after they were allowed to enter your chambers. It was the day of your coronation, they stood in awe as you stood in front of your mirror. You looked over your shoulder at them. You turned to face them and greeted them with a small smile.

“Forgive me, Sandor and Kylo. I haven’t been myself these few days. I was embarrassed of both of you seeing me in such a state.”

Kylo shook his head. “No need to be embarrassed. I..” Kylo stuttered for a moment and quieted down.

“Speak.” You said softly looking at him. Sandor eyed the brunette and knew what he was going to say. They had talked before entering your chambers.

“I know we are your guards but I would like for you to think of us as..” Kylo’s cheek grew red as he couldn’t finish his sentence. He couldn’t help himself. You looked so beautiful in front of them.

“Friends.” Sandor spoke, finishing Kylo’s sentence. Sandor felt the same way. “You can think of us as close friends, perhaps. If you like.”

They watched as your smile grew and walked closer to them. Without a word you grabbed one of their hands and gently gave them a squeeze.

“Yes, I would like that very much.” Looking up at them, you give them a smile. Before any of them can respond, you bring Kylo’s hand up to your lips, pressing a kiss on his knuckles. You did the same with Sandor’s hand.

Kylo and Sandor knew nothing more could happen between you and them. You were to be queen and they were just simply guards. No relationship can come from it but your kiss, a simple gesture made their hearts blossom for you. They were utterly in love with you.

The coronation was beautiful. They stood on either side at the bottom steps of the throne as they watched you walk down the aisle. You wore a white and red dress with a long cape trailing behind you. You walked with poise and your head held high as everyone stood by the sidelines. You were nervous, you were frightened that something would happen. You looked ahead at the two pairs of brown eyes and you felt confident. Kylo had told you that they made sure no one had a weapon with them. Sandor had his own men guarding each entrance of the grand hall.

You felt safe as you sat down on your throne and the crown was placed on your head. The people cheered with glee as you were announced the Queen. Kylo and Sandor walked up the steps and bow, taking their place behind you.

The sight of you sitting down with two large, virile men standing on either side of you looked like a painting. Their eyes were dark and narrowed as they stared at the crowd. Their silver armor they wore was polished, the red cape hung from their broad shoulders was a bright red, the color of the Queen’s guards.

A year has passed and many have come to terms that you were queen. Few had their doubts and it made you angry. You were honorable and merciful. You kept Kylo and Sandor as your personal guards. Since you became queen, they were the only people you trusted with your life. They were your only friends and your only true companion.

Kylo remained coquet. You often listen to your ladies-in-waiting gossiping about seeing Kylo with another lady. Part of you didn’t mind it, he was a guard, a friend nothing more but he would compliment you and make you feel like you were the only woman in the world. He made you blush and feel warm inside.

The feeling was the same with Sandor. You feel his gaze when he guards you. Unlike Kylo, Sandor was quieter and kept to himself. He talked only when spoken to. He tended to keep to himself but whenever bothered he had a vile tongue. Just when you thought you were making progress by breaking down Sandor’s wall to finally make him feel comfortable with you it would blow up in your face. A simple touch, he would draw back. If you got close to him, you saw how his lips were pressed together into a frown. Sandor had his good and bad days and Kylo knew that. He would bother Sandor when he noticed the older guard in a mood just for kicks.

They didn't get along, they were like cats and dogs and while Sandor kept to himself Kylo was more open with everyone. Sandor rolls his eyes every time Kylo would flirt whenever they passed by a woman. Somedays he would yell at Kylo to shut the fuck up. Kylo was too cocky and always had a smirk which Sandor hated.

“Are you done looking at her?” Kylo looked over his shoulder as Sandor stood guard by the door. He rolled his eyes at Sandor and went back to the same position as Sandor. His back to the door.

“Just making sure she’s alright.” Sandor scoffs at Kylo’s words.

“Trying to get a peek more like it, you ass.” Kylo clenched his jaw.

“Like you haven't tried it.” Kylo answered back, making Sandor turn to him with a frown.

“Don't try to deny it. I see how you look at her. You probably think about her whenever you're alone.”

“Fuck you.” Sandor snarled at him as he looked away from Kylo. Embarrassment washed over Sandor, he always made sure Kylo never saw him staring at you.

Kylo let out a chuckle. “It’s like you think you might have a chance with her. We are nobody compared to her.”

“Even if we were somebody, I doubt she will pick yo-” Sandor quickly pushed Kylo against the wall with his arm against Kylo’s throat. Kylo let out a gasp as Sandor pushed his arm harder against his neck. Kylo looked up at the man and Sandor gave him a scowl.

“Do you want to end up like your brother?” Sandor hissed, making Kylo glare at him at the mention of his deceased brother.

“Fuck you.” Kylo said with a hoarse voice. His face was about to turn red but Sandor let him go. Kylo coughed as he held his neck with his hands while looking at Sandor walking back to his post.

“If she had to pick it would be me-”

You were about to thank the seamstress as she took notes of your measures when you heard shouting. You quickly walked out of the room and looked down the hall to see your guards fighting each other. Their swords banged each other as they shouted. You looked between them as Kylo yells at him. Sandor was stronger though and got Kylo to fall on his back but Kylo was quicker and blocked Sandor’s steel that was aiming for his head.

“Enough.” You shouted as you walked towards them. They stopped at the sound of your voice. Their eyes widen at the angry sight of you and knelt down on one knee. You watched as both men looked down at the ground waiting for you.

“What happened?” You questioned them. They both were out of breath as they looked up. They didn't know what to say. Both were ashamed that you had to witness them. They were fighting like children over you.

“Such boys.” You said as you shook your head at them. They quickly rose up when you started to walk away from them.

“No.” You shouted when you looked over your shoulder to see them following you. You pointed a finger at them, “I discharged both of you tonight. I don't need boys to guard me. When you're done acting like one, come to my chambers.”

They watched as you turned around and walked away. Kylo let out a sigh and put his sword back to his scabbard, Sandor let out a tsk and looked away.

Kylo didn't want to end badly with Sandor. Kylo wanted to continue guarding you and servicing you. He wasn't going to let Sandor get in the way of that. Kylo wasn't stupid, he knew the older man had a crush on you. He knew it because he himself had one on you as well.

“I’m sorry.” Kylo said. Sandor remained silent as he looked at Kylo. He didn’t trust Kylo, he was waiting for Kylo to attack again since you were gone but he didn’t.

“Let me buy you a pint as an apology.” Sandor let out a sigh and nodded. He followed Kylo as they walked down the hall. He wasn’t going to say no to free ale.

The tavern outside the castle was filled that night. The serving girl quickly got Kylo and Sandor a table and a pitcher of a dark ale when she saw the sigil of royalty on their armor. Sandor sat across from Kylo as they shared a pitcher of ale.

“Sorry about bringing up your brother.” Sandor said after the first cup of ale. Kylo looked up from his own cup. He was surprised that Sandor spoke to him. He thought the night was going to be quiet.

“It’s fine.” Kylo said. Sandor watched as Kylo looked back down at his cup.

“You miss him?” Kylo nods at Sandor. “He was my best friend. We were twins. The day he died, a piece of me died with him.”

“Do you miss your brother?” Kylo asked. Sandor didn’t answer, he only shook his head no.

“How do you know about him?” Sandor asked as he looked around the tavern.

“I was there that day in the library.” Kylo said shyly, he looked at Sandor who was now glaring at him.

“Motherfuc-.”

“I’m sorry. I was walking in to relieve you when I heard you speaking to her.” Kylo said before Sandor could finish.

“If you tell anyone about this.” Kylo shook his head.

“I won’t but can I just say I do hope your brother dies. I can’t imagine ever hurting my brother like that.” Sandor took a gulp of his drink before answering.

“I hope he dies too.”

“You think he’ll follow you here?” Kylo asked.

“Why you asking so much fucking questions?!” Sandor growled at Kylo. Kylo tossed his hands up showing defeat and sighed.

“Just asking questions. Trying to get to know you better.” Kylo said, making Sandor roll his eyes.

“You talk to fucking much.” Sandor commented.

“Well if we are going to guard the Queen. We might as well try to get along. She was pretty upset when she saw fighting.”

Sandor was about to agree when he saw a young girl walking behind Kylo with a smile. She wore a dress too small that showed her curves and her cleavage was about to spill over the bodice she wore on top of the dress.

“Well, hello there.” The woman said as she placed a hand on Kylo’s shoulder.

“You look pretty lonely here. Want some company?” Sandor looked away as he poured more ale into his cup.

He was shocked when Kylo rejected the woman’s offer and told her he’s busy. Sandor looked at the young woman who had a surprised face, she couldn’t believe that he rejected her.

“She could have made you happy.” Sandor told him as they both looked over at the girl who was making her way towards another table.

“I don’t want her.” Kylo said, grabbing the pitcher from the table.

“The queen then?” Sandor asked.

“Yeah. Just like you, Clegane.” Sandor shook his head about to disagree.

“Fucking hell, I know you do because I heard the maids gossiping about you.” Sandor made a face as Kylo spoke.

“What did they say?”

Kylo grinned. “You haven’t fucked anyone since you started guarding her even before that when you came to the kingdom.”

“That has nothing to do with me wanting her.”

“Sandor! Men fuck. It’s what we do. We kill and we fuck. You want her or you just want cock, do tell me. There’s a stable boy who might be a fit for you.”

“I don’t like cock.” Sandor stated.

“You’re quite popular though. The maids at the castle want to see what you got hiding under that armor .” Sandor shook his head.

“You are popular. Even the Queen looks at you. I catch her plenty of times staring at you, especially when you’re fighting in tournaments. You with that helmet shaped like a wolf.”

“It’s a hound.” Sandor corrected him and continued on. “She watches you as well. When you’re riding or reading that damn book in Latin.”

“Guess she looks at both of us.” Kylo said.

It was about midnight when Kylo and Sandor decided to go back to the castle. Sandor had to admit Kylo was interesting. He wasn’t like anyone he met in King’s Landing. Kylo spoke more about his brother after the fourth pitcher of ale. He told Sandor how his twin brother fell in love with a lady from a house. A girl named Rey and Ben had gone to war for her. Kylo went with Ben since he always follows his brother no matter what. Ben died protecting Kylo during the war. At the end it was for nothing, Rey didn’t mourn for his brother. Not even a single tear was shed for his brother. Kylo told Sandor she got married with some lord the following days. Kylo has been alone since then doing all sorts of jobs to get him by. The ale got to Sandor too, the older man told Kylo about his fights in King’s Landing and how he used to guard a little bitch prince who was the product of incest. He wouldn’t forget the sight of Kylo’s face when he told him that the Queen was fucking her twin brother. They both talked among themselves as they made it to the castle.

“We should apologize.” Kylo said standing outside of your chambers.

“Aye.” Sandor answered before knocking on the door.

They heard you grant permission to enter. Sandor was the first to enter, he felt Kylo walk beside him. Both stood still as they saw you sitting in front of your vanity. You wore your night clothes, a dark red robe over your pink nightgown. You kept staring at yourself at the mirror as you brushed your hair.

“My queen.” Kylo said after clearing his throat. “If this is a bad time, we will come back tomorrow.”

“No.” You said putting the hairbrush down and looking at them through the mirror. You turned around and rose up from your chair.

“You're done being childish?” You asked them.

“Aye, we're sorry, your grace.” Sandor told you as you walked towards them. You crossed your arms over your chest.

“Why were you fighting?” You asked them as you looked between them.

When they didn’t respond quick enough you spoke again. “Are you both not happy with me?” Their eyes widened at your words. Guilt filled their hearts at the thought of you thinking they weren’t content with you.

“Haven't I been kind? Not generous enough?” You asked knowing damn well that can’t be the reason. They get paid well for guarding you.

“I let you fuck with whoever you want and not say a word.” You told Kylo who’s face paled.

“Do you know the embarrassment I go through when someone tells me that my guard has been seen half naked coming out of the servants quarters?”

You looked at Sandor. “I kept my promise to you about not speaking about your past. I had lied to my father for you before he passed away. The council will have my head if they found out the reason why you left Westeros. My throne would be in jeopardy for keeping a secret like that.”

Sandor dropped his head. You looked at them both with a pained expression. “The servants have heard and seen your little fight. It spread like wildfire through the castle. They think I'm incapable of handling both of you.”

You walked away from them as you shook your head. “They look for ways to find anything wrong with me so they can take my throne.

“Tell me at once. Why were you both fighting?” You shouted. “If you don't then leave and never come back.”

“We want you.” Sandor's mouth dropped at Kylo’s confession. He looked to the right to see Kylo staring at you.

“What?” You questioned looking at both of them.

“He’s right.” Sandor added, perhaps it was the ale running though his system but he knew they had to tell you the truth. It was the only way for them to continue to stay with you.

“You have me already. I don't understand.” Kylo shook his head at you.

“Not that way, your grace. We want you, all of you. We want to be with you.” Kylo told you.

“More than guards.” Sandor said, walking towards you. Sandor has never felt this way before towards a woman. You gave him sympathy, you treated him as a human something he's never experienced before. In some way it frightens him but if you were to reject him then he would leave, if you command it.

“I want you.” Sandor’s words came out in a whisper when he looked at you.

“Both of you do?”

“Yes.” Kylo answered you, he followed Sandor’s steps towards you.

“It was because of me you were fighting, then.” you walked closer to them. You smell the ale on them, they were awestruck when you grabbed their hands with your own. With Kylo, you grabbed his hand with your left hand and you grabbed Sandor with your right hand.

“Both of you smell like you have drunk the entire tavern. How do I know your words are true?” You asked them.

“The ale is helping with our confidence.” Kylo admits giving your hand a squeeze.

You took a deep breath as you looked at them. “Why do you think I have not accepted any proposal?” You asked them.

Sandor and Kylo looked at each other for a second before looking back at you. This was very true, the years they have been with you. You’ve rejected all the many proposals you received.

“I had hoped that one of you would step forward and claim me as theirs but now I have two.” You dropped their hands softly before backing away. Each of them looked disappointed. They can see you were deep in thought. You looked around your chambers then at them.

“If this happens. No fighting between both of you.” Sandor lets out a sigh of relief when you speak.

“This must be between us.” Sandor nodded.

“And I don’t share.” You said looking at Kylo. “Both of you would be mine and mine alone.”

You stared at Kylo wondering if he knew what you meant. You don’t think you have the stomach to see Kylo with another woman but what you are asking of him felt a bit selfish. You’re asking him to just be with you and only you.

A smile appears on Kylo’s handsome face. “I’m yours. Only yours.” He tells you.

Your smile matches his and you held yourself back because at that moment all you wanted to do was kiss him. You look over at Sandor. His face is stone cold, he has no expression on his face. You couldn’t read him.

“Sandor.” You whispered his name, hoping to find the answer you wanted. You wanted him to say yes, you wanted him to hold you and kiss you. You wanted those large hands on you, you wanted those lips and Kylo’s lips over your body.

“I’m yours. Only yours.” He said it with a sultry tone.

Your feet had a mind of their own, you walked towards them. You went to the closest to you, Kylo. His eyes were dripping with desire as you got close to him. Shaky hands make their way to his neck, he leans down to kiss you.

Sandor watches as Kylo cups your face as he kisses you. You pulled away, leaning your forehead against his. “I’m yours.” You whispered against his lips.

You pull away from Kylo and walk toward Sandor. You can’t help but smile at him as you step in front of him. His armor was cool under your touch as you went on your tiptoe to kiss him. Just as Kylo, Sandor leans down to kiss you. He copies Kylo’s move and cups your cheek. He doesn’t want to stop, how can he? He was just kissed by an angel. He feels your hands on his neck now, fingertips touching the ends of his hairs.

“Only yours.” You tell Sandor. You were caught by surprise when Sandor kissed you again. The kiss was soft and so desperate to taste you, you melted under his touch. You feel his hand on your waist, as he pulls away to kiss your neck. You gasped when you felt Kylo behind you kissing your shoulders.

“Before anything happens, the guard down the hall. Discharge him and come back.” You tell them, walking away from them. You dropped the robe as you looked over your shoulder at them while untying your nightgown.

“Hurry. Don't keep me waiting long.” You said before walking to your bed.

Sandor looks over at Kylo who was smirking as he stared at you.

“We lay with her?” Sandor asked as Kylo signaled him to join him to discharge the guard.

“No shit, I mean if you want to watch. That’s fine by me.” Kylo answered him while opening the door.

“I-I never laid with..” Kylo comes to a halt and stares up at him.

“You’re a virgin?!” Kylo’s eyes widened and Sandor rolled his eyes at him.

“Of course, not. I fucked back home. I just never fucked a woman with a man in the same bed.” Sandor wants to punch Kylo in the face when he starts to laugh.

“It’s not bad.” Kylo told him. “I’m not into men.” Sandor said and Kylo raised his brows at him.

“Me too but we both want her and by some miracle she wants us just as much as we want her.” Kylo said as he walked down the hall. Sandor followed him and waited for Kylo to speak with the guard.

“Look, let’s not fuck this up. You stay on one side and I’ll stay on the other side. If you happen to touch my dick then so be it, it’s not going to fall off.” Sandor's cheeks turn pink by Kylo’s word.

“I’m also hoping you won’t kill me if I accidentally touch you.” Kylo said as they watched the guard walk away.

“I just might depending where you touch.” Sandor said and Kylo shrugs shoulders.

“Do it after we do the deed.” Kylo said and they both walked back to you.

Sandor shuts the door behind him after Kylo walks in. Kylo looks over his shoulder at Sandor with a smirk, dark eyes shining with excitement. This is what they wanted, this is what they have been craving for so long and now you are here, ready to be devoured and pleased by them. Sandor unhooks Kylo’s cloak as he turns for the younger guard to do that same with his.

In sync, they took off their armor and weapons quickly and dropped it on the floor as they noticed candle lights appear further in the room. You were waiting for them.

Kylo glances over at Sandor when he is done removing his armor. He notices Sandor breathing heavily almost like he was afraid.

“Clegane.” Kylo whispers. Sandor looks down at him.

“Let’s get our girl.” Sandor nods before walking towards your bed, they notice the nightgown on the floor.

Kylo pulls the curtain showing your bed, you’re sitting in the middle of the bed with your back to the headboard. They noticed you were naked with only the sheets covering your chest. Kylo removes his black tunic shirt and he sees your eyes glue to his chest. Kylo’s chest is toned, his abs are defined and you can see scars on his body from his battles. Sandor does the same and you bite your bottom lip when you see Sandor’s chest. His chest is covered with dark coarse hairs. It went all the way down to his stomach.

Kylo notices how your eyes are drawn towards Sandor and he can’t help but feel a bit jealous of the older man.

“I have never done this before. Never with one man but now I have two. Be patient with me, I beg.” You tell them.

Kylo smiles and walks towards the bed. “You’re in luck, my queen. I happen to be a wonderful teacher.” You smile at Kylo as he sits down on the edge of bed.

“Perhaps my assistant would like to start you off.” Kylo said, looking over at Sandor.

Sandor licks his lips before walking to the bed and sits next to you. His eyes widen when you get close to him, the sheet drops from your chest.

“Fuck.” Sandor whispered as he got close to you.

You look at Kylo who smirks at your shyness. “Go on. Show our queen how a Westerosi kiss their woman.”

Sandor was glad Kylo urged him to make the move. It wasn’t the gods that gave him permission, but it will do. Sandor leans down to kiss your lips as you lean towards him. You moan when you feel his hands on your body. Kylo watched as Sandor held you in his arms as he kissed you. His hands ran up and down your back before settling on your hips. Kylo stands to remove his boots and trousers when Sandor gently pushes you down on the bed and gets between your legs.

You’re moaning as you raise your arms to wrap them around his neck. Kylo watches as Sandor pushes your legs open so he can get between them.

“You’re perfect.” Sandor says as he pulls away and looks down at your body. He cups one of your breasts and leans down to lick your nipple. You squeal when you feel his beard tickle your skin.

“Oh my- oh!” You moan when you feel Sandor suck on your nipples, throwing your head back. Your eyes shoot open when you feel him start to kiss your rib cage, all the way down to your stomach.

To your surprise you see Kylo ahead of you. He’s staring at Sandor and you. You bring a hand to your mouth when you see him jerking himself off. Kylo licked his lips at you when he noticed you’re staring at him pumping himself. You look down when you feel Sandor touch your cunt.

The bed dips down and you feel Kylo over you, his face comes from above. His dark curls frame his face, his eyes glistening with lust.

“He’s going to eat your cunt. He’s getting it ready for us.” Kylo says peeking at Sandor who was looking at him between your legs.

Kylo kisses your lips while Sandor kisses the lips between your legs, Kylo drinks your moans as Sandor slips his tongue into you. Kylo nips your chin as he cups your breast pinching your nipple, looking at you for your reaction.

“Lick them, please.” He obeys without a single thought.

Sandor looks up at you to see Kylo next to you, kissing you while he eats your cunt. He grows hard as he watches Kylo lick your nipples, his pink tongue swirling around the hard nipple.

“Wait-t-t. Please.” You cry out to Sandor who's feasting your cunt.

“You're going to cum, my queen. It’s okay.” Kylo whispered against your forehead before kissing it. He watches you as you arch your back, he continues to play with your nipples. He grins to himself when he hears your moaning as you tremble while coming undone.

Kylo catches his stare and raises a brow. “How does she taste, Clegane?”

“Heavenly.” Sandor said hoarsely as he licked his lips, making Kylo laugh. He looks down at you to move your hair out of your face.

“Did you hear?” He asked you. You nod while blushing. “You feel good?” You nod once more.

“I'll be back soon, I must have a taste for myself.” Kylo said, leaning down to kiss you on the lips. Kylo quickly gets off the bed and kneels next to Sandor.

“Both of you?” You asked as you spread your legs wider. “Is that what you want?” Kylo asked.

Sandor saw how your eyes widened and a blush appeared across your cheeks. You give them a nod.

Kylo winks at Sandor and kisses your inner thigh, Sandor notices your reaction and he copies it, kissing the right side of your inner thigh.

“Fuckk.” Kylo moans when he makes it to your cunt, kisses it softly, kissing your slick cunt, Sandor has done a number on you. He licks up and down your slit a few times as he touches himself. He looks at Sandor who's staring at him.

Sandor tense up when Kylo grabs one of his hands. “Give me your hand.” Sandor leans closer to him as Kylo uses the older guard fingers. He hushes you when you whimper when he softly slips Sandor’s finger into you.

“Yes, move it.” Kylo tells Sandor as he makes room for him to keep fingering you. Kylo licks your clit, kisses it, sucks on it as Sandor pumps his finger into you.

“Shit.” Kylo moans when he has a taste of your cunt. Sandor was right.

Kylo pulls Sandor’s finger and tells him to stick it in your mouth. “Give her a taste of her heavenly cunt.”

You open your mouth wide when Sandor laid next to you. He watched in surprise how you acted. You sucked his fingers, moaning at the taste of your slick on his thick digits.

“Sandor.” You whispered with a mouth filled with his fingers.

He pulls away to kiss you sweetly and gentle. He wants your first time to be good. He bumps his nose with yours and looks at Kylo.

“Look at him.” Sandor whispers in your ear as you whine in pleasure when Kylo puts your legs on his shoulders.

“It’s happening again.” You cry out as you grind yourself on Kylo’s face, his nose is pressing against your clit.

“That’s it.” Sandor tells you. “Cum all over his face.”

Sandor saw you looking between him and Kylo, when you reached your hand for Sandor’s face. He pressed his lips against yours as you came.

Sandor kissed your cheek, pressing chaste kisses on your face as you breathed heavily. You had thrown your head back trying to catch your breath. Sandor watches your body tremble, he just thinks to himself what a beautiful body you have. All these years you have been hiding this body under your gowns, your skin is glowing, covered in saliva and love bites that are already bruising on your body.

Kylo chuckles as he gently pushes your leg off his shoulder, and crawls on top of you. Sandor looks at him as he smiles wide down at you. His face is glistening as he licks his lips.

“Does it always feel good?” You asked as Kylo laid next to you. You look between them.

“Only when we are doing it.” Sandor answers you as he brings his hand up to touch your body. Kylo smirks at him and nods when you turn to look at them.

“He’s absolutely right. Just us. Only us. Sandor and me.” Kylo touches your inner thighs as Sandor touches your hips.

“Aren’t I fortunate, then.” You said after a few seconds. Their hands never left yours, their dark eyes remained on you.

“I would like to return the favor.” They saw you blushing as you glanced between them, glancing between their legs. Kylo looked over at Sandor, the older guard’s face was pink by your words.

Kylo wanted to roll his eyes at him but he remembered. This is Sandor's first time sharing a woman in bed. Kylo can see Sandor was the type to be territorial. Kylo had shared women with men like that. Kylo has decided he will make this enjoyable for them and for you. He wanted Sandor and you to have a good experience, if both of you did. This wasn't going to be a one time thing.

“My queen, what do you know about sucking cock?” Kylo asked.

“I heard of it from the servants.” You admitted shyly making him grin at you as he squeezed your inner thigh gently.

“Do you hear this, Sandor?” Kylo said with wide eyes as he gave a smile at the older guard.

Sandor nods looking down at you, his rough hands still rubbing your body. “Maybe next time.”

Kylo was happy Sandor was taking a stand, he was wondering if Sandor would just follow whatever he said. “I want to make you feel good as well.”

Kylo watched as Sandor gently cupped your face. “You shall. Tonight it’s about you. Alright?”

Kylo nods at him then at you. “We will have more time for that. Let your strong and trustworthy guards learn their way of their queen’s body tonight.” He tells you as his hand roamed down, over your mound. His fingertips found your clit, he hums when he feels you clenching around him when he slips a finger in.

“Such a greedy cunt.” Kylo tells Sandor as he pulls his finger out and grabs a hold of Sandor’s wrist. Kylo wants him to be comfortable around his touch. Sandor tensed when he felt Kylo’s grab a hold of his wrist. Fingers were wet with your slick, he let Kylo take his arm between your legs. He glanced under you and you were staring down at their joint hands. You were joying this just as much as they were.

“So wet.” Kylo mumbled when he bought Sandor’s hand about your clit as he slipped his fingers inside again.

“Help me.” Kylo said to Sandor as he rubbed your clit again. You began to moan when Kylo thrusted his fingers into you as Sandor worked on your clit.

They had you trembling after your third orgasm. They sucked their own fingers after you came. You felt like mush, you didn't hear them talking to one another. Glancing at them, they were close, Kylo spoke to Sandor in his ear. You moved your hands to grab their attention.

“I like you both like this. Not fighting one another.” You told them and they looked at each other.

“No more fighting.” Kylo said as he lay down next to you on his side while Sandor sat, facing ahead.

Kylo kissed you before you could speak. “Are you up for having sex?” Kylo asked you. He kissed your cheek waiting for your response as Sandor remained still.

“I want it. Both of you.” Kylo calls Sandor’s name as he kisses your neck. “Good.”

“Sandor and I decided. Sandor should go first.” Kylo notices how nervous Sandor and you were.

“Sandor can't help himself.” Kylo whispers. “Such a pretty queen with a greedy cunt. Such a greedy cunt wanting to be filled.”

You blushed by Kylo’s words. “Call for him.” Kylo added, looking over at Sandor who still sat.

“Sandor.” You said his name as Kylo kissed your neck. “Please.” Kylo encouraged you to say more.

“Sandor, please fuck me. I want you. I wanted you for years.” Sandor looks over his shoulder at you. He glances at Kylo who kept nodding at him, telling him to go on.

Kylo parts your legs wider and looks up at Sandor. “It’s rude to have your queen waiting, Clegane.”

“Please.” You begged and Sandor was quick to act, removing his trousers along with his boots. The bed dipped under you when Sandor leaned over you. Kylo pushes your leg up to drape it over Sandor’s thick legs. Your eyes remained at Sandor’s cock. His cock intimidated you, it’s thick and veiny. You feel it against you, it's warm and heavy.

“All of that goes in?” You asked looking up at Sandor who kept rubbing your outer thighs. Kylo laughs making you blush as Sandor rubs your abused clit.

“Indeed.” Kylo answers and you notice his hands, he was touching himself. His cock was much longer and a bit thinner than Sandor. You can see his heavy set balls while Sandor’s dark pubic hid his.

“Can I touch it?” Sandor nods at you and brings your hand onto his cock. Your legs tighten around him as you touch it. You barely could wrap around it. Sandor moans and you quickly let go.

“Did I hurt you?” Kylo giggles and you look over at him.

“Not hurting, pleasuring.” Kylo said, moving your hand back to Sandor’s cock.

Kylo mumbled against your ears, telling you to jerk Sandor’s cock faster. You grew happy when Kylo praised you, he kept telling you that you're doing such a good job touching Sandor.

“Fuck.” Sandor was quick to remove your hand and he leaned down to kiss you.

Kylo stares at how Sandor kisses you, the way you let out a small moan when he grabs your face. Kylo touches his cocks, pumping himself when Sandor pulls away with a grunt as he latches on one of your nipples. Kylo hears you giving permission to Sandor to enter you. Kylo grins himself when Sandor looks over at him and sees him touching himself. Kylo winks at him and Sandor looks down at you.

Kylo doesn’t think he has ever been this hard before, the tip of his cock is leaking and balls are heavy when he sees Sandor thrusting into you. Sandor hides against your neck as he pumps into you. The sight of your face and the sounds you were making him. The sounds of Sandor grunting made him blush.

Kylo notices you looking over at him and he can't help but kiss your lips.

“How does she feel?” Sandor moans when he brings his face away from your neck. He doesn't stop thrusting when he looks at Kylo. Sandor grabs the sheets under you, twisting in a tight fist.

“So, good.” You clench around at his words, your hands touch his chest, running your fingers through his chest hair as he rams into you.

“Oh my, your grace.” Kylo says as Sandor pushes your legs towards your chest. Both men are looking at your cunt being spread open by Sandor’s cock.

Kylo can see Sandor’s cock going in and out of you. You’re crying out in pleasure, Kylo is holding your legs open while Sandor’s keeps fucking you.

“It’s happening again.” You whine looking at them. Kylo’s hand slides its way to your clit, Sandor doesn’t stop, he loves it too much. The way your tight cunt wraps around him, so hot and warm. He groans when he feels you clench around him harder when Kylo begins to rub your throbbing clit.

“Cum on his cock. Cum on Sandor’s cock.” Kylo whispers to you making you cry out when he gently slaps your clit.

Sandor curses loudly when he feels you cumming on his dick. He’s about to blow and slides himself off to jerk himself.

“I want it.” You cry out. Kylo watches Sandor moan loudly when he cums. He shoots his load on your belly.

“Fuck.” Sandor said hoarsely. He watches your fingers scoop his cum from your stomach and bring it up to your lips. He saw Kylo whispering to you, this had to be his idea of you tasting his cum.

Sandor thinks Kylo’s some sex fairy for a second but he was glad that you didn’t mind sharing your bed with two men.

“Sandor.” You call his name with a heave. Sandor notices you open your arms for him and he leans down. He flinches when you cup his burnt cheek, your eyes wide with admiration.

“Thank you.” You told him before kissing him on the lips. He welcomes your lips, kissing you as well.

Kylo gulped when he saw you kissing Sandor, his cock is so painfully hard, it’s throbbing and his balls are aching. He spits in his hand before continuing to jerk himself. He notices Sandor pulling away to kiss your neck. Dark eyes look at Kylo, Sandor licks his lips before looking down at you.

“It’s time for him.” Sandor brushes the strands of hairs off your face.

“He’s going to love this cunt just as much as I did.” You smile up at Sandor and look over at Kylo. Sandor rolls off of you and lays down on the other side. He looks up at the ceiling trying to catch his breath.

He hears your giggling when Kylo crawls over to you. The bed dips and Sandor hears Kylo’s praises. Sandor never watched someone having sex before, he never shared any one. Never been in a relationship before, it’s all new for him but he doesn’t want to give it up. He was nervous when Kylo told him to take you first. He was waiting for Kylo to take advantage of his inexperience but he didn’t. Kylo had told him to take you, make love to you and make you feel good.

“You’re so beautiful.” Kylo moans and Sandor hears him thrusting into you. His cheeks blushes when he hears you. The sound of Kylo’s balls slapping against your ass sounded like music to him.

He looks over and his cock twitches at the lubricious sight in front of him. Kylo caged your head with his arms as he kissed you while thrusting into you. Legs wrapped around his waist. Kylo grunts into you as you drag your nails down his back.

“I’m going to move you.” You nod at him and Sandor bites his lips when Kylo turns you around carefully. Kylo held you for a second as he kissed you, kissing your cheeks and forehead as he pushed you down.

“Just like that.” He moans at the sight of you, down on your hands and knees with your ass in the air.

You look at Sandor and smile at him.

“Is this ok?” You ask them. Kylo says yes and you wait for Sandor’s response.

“Yes, just like that.” Sandor says as he grabs your hand and brings it up to his lips, kissing your knuckles at the same time Kylo slides into you. You hold Sandor’s hand as Kylo begins to thrust.

The bed creaks and you cry out for god.

“There’s no god in here, my queen.” Sandor says, making Kylo laugh.

“Just us.” Kylo adds. Sandor chuckles at him as you begin to push yourself back on his cock making Kylo moan.

“You’re right.” Kylo moans and looks at Sandor.

“So..good. So fucking good.” Kylo grunts as he slams himself all the way to the hilt. His hands hold to your hips, he leans over you making sure you are okay. Sandor slides a bit closer to you, he notices your furrow brows, your eyes clenched shut and your whines grew loudly.

“Cum.” Sandor said as he reaches under, his hand goes over your belly and your mound. He knew you were close especially when you moaned. Sandor touches your clit, he moans deeply when he touches your cunt, so wet with your slick.

“Yes.” Kylo shouts, feeling you clench around him when Sandor rubs you.

Kylo holds himself until he feels you cumming, he won’t stop until you cum on his cock. He feels his heart beating out of his chest, his ears buzzing every time you moan. You sounded better than he imagined.

“Make her cum, Ren.” Sandor encouraged him as he pressed down your clit making you scream.

“Yes. Yes.” Kylo repeats like a mad man as his thrusts become harder hitting your sweet spot over and over again.

Kylo thinks he had died and the gods had blessed him. There was no other pleasure in life now, he told himself when you came on his cock. Sandor pulls away and Kylo cries out when he pulls out of you and finishes himself off. Jerking himself with your slick, he aims on your bare back as you drop down completely on the bed from exhaustion.

Kylo’s stomach tense up and he throws his head back when he spurts cum over your back.

“Fuck.” He’s winded as he lays down next to you on the other side.

Sandor sees you trembling. You open your eyes when you feel Sandor grab a hold of your hand. You give him a small smile before inhaling deeply.

“I didn’t know people could experience this.” You told them softly. You feel Kylo lean over you kissing your shoulder.

“I see why you do it so much.” You turn your face to look at Kylo.

Kylo looks at you seriously as he tries to catch his breath.

“Now, I’m only going to do it with you. I’m yours and only yours.” Kylo repeats the exact same words the three of you said before.

“I’m yours and only yours.” You said it back and it made him smile. He leans close to your face, giving a peck on your lips.

You turn to face Sandor who was staring at both of you. “I’m yours and only yours.”

Sandor looks at you then at Kylo.

Kylo gives him a nod, almost like telling him yes, this can work. It won’t be perfect but it can work between them.

“I’m yours and only yours.” Sandor finally said. Your smile grew and you made him lean over you to kiss him as well.

They helped you clean yourself when they noticed you were drifting off to sleep. They were going to leave to their own room after setting you into bed. They didn’t want to push even more, even though they knew they could still keep going.

“Stay.” You told them as you went to the middle of the bed. Sandor lays on your right while Kylo lays on your left. You slept on Sandor’s chest as Kylo spooned you from behind. Kylo and Sandor slept that night in your bed as well the following night and the night after that.

Years passed and the relationship had flourished well between Sandor, Kylo and you. Some days were good and others were bad, having two hard headed knights who were in love with you, their queen was no easy task and yes, there were consequences when they fought with each other. Like Sandor and Kylo kneeling in front of you naked, their faces inches away from your wet cunt. They have to share and act like good boys for them to be forgiven. Of course, they were good boys, they shared you with your leg over on each of their broad shoulders. They would eat you out until your legs shook and their faces were soak with your slick.

A/n: Can't get this scene out of my mind.

I can imagine one night the three are in bed and it’s the middle of winter. It’s the harshest winter that the kingdom has ever endured. Everyone is cold af and Sandor being the bear he is, is keeping you warm while Kylo is much leaner, he’s freezing his ass off no matter how many fur blankets he has on.

So when Sandor hears you say to Kylo that he should sleep on Sandor’s side to keep warm a mini fight breaks out. Sandor does not want Kylo to touch him in his sleep. You threatened them, that you were going to sleep in front of the fireplace without them and they quickly shut up.

“Fuck, get over here so I can sleep.” Sandor snaps at Kylo.

“Put your arm around him.” Sandor holds his tongue at you and obeys.

“This is nice.” Kylo said, wiggling his eyebrows at you making you giggle as he and you laid your head on Sandor’s chest.

“Stay still.” Sandor said with a huff as Kylo pulled the blankets up. Everyone went to sleep after that, all nice and toasty thanks to Sandor.

#sandor clegane #sandor clegane x reader #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren #kylo ren imagine #sandor clegane imagine #game of thrones #the last duel #sandor clegane au #kylo ren au #throuple #rory mccann #adam driver

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lunanami · 1 year

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STILL GOT BITE ! — BLUE LOCK.

how various blue lock characters eat their s/o out !

characters: gin gagamaru, rensuke kunigami, shoei barou, jingo raichi.

notes: all characters depicted are over the age of 20. written with a curvier reader in mind, and is also my first time writing for most of these characters so feedback is welcomed!

warnings: oral (recieving), edging (kunigami) , fingering (kunigami), squirting (kunigami), overstim (kunigami+ barou), cum eating (barou), name calling (barou), 69 (raichi), heavy d/s dynamics (raichi), facefucking (raichi). afab reader, but no pronouns used.

wc: ~1k

gagamaru is a service dom through and through — the type of man that can be satisfied with only his partner getting off, with the only caveat being that he gets to taste their sweet cunt.

usually when he returned from playing (whether it be training or a proper game) and was rather stressed, he sought solace between your plush thighs. it didn't matter what you were up to, really. if you were on a zoom call for work, he's sneaking under the desk. if you're busy cooking, he's on his knees already. if you're on the phone to a friend, he doesn't care. the bottom line is that when gin wants a taste of you, he'll get it — he's addicted to tasting your pussy!

he always began slow, peeling away your clothing and making you a hot mess before he'd even lay eyes on your pussy. gagamaru whispered soft, sincere praises as he trailed kisses along your inner thighs, worshipping every inch of you — the man adored seeing you tremble in excitement. he continued to take his time, no matter what. you could tangle your fingers in his hair and begin to grind against his tongue if you were truly desperate, but part of you enjoyed being treated like a complete and utter princess.

kunigami always makes a point to go down on you before you get his cock. he's not the biggest fan of quickies, as he always wants you to be best prepared for taking his thick shaft.

typically, he would tease you a tad, sloppily making out with you as he rubbed your wet slit through your panties. the weak moans of "ren..." from you never failed to have him weak at the knees. as soon as your cunt is uncovered, he licks a thick stripe from your hole to your clit, wasting not a mere moment when it comes to wrapping his lips around the bud.

due to his stature, kunigami could always use his strength to subdue your writhing — which is precisely what he does. one of his large hands tends to rest on your hips or lightly on your stomach, firmly keeping you in place. it is only ever with one arm though, for the other quickly become occupied pistoning his thick fingers in and out of your drooling cunt, prepping you for the inevitable stretch that would take place.

sometimes, when he was feeling slightly harsher, kunigami would refuse to allow you to cum before you were split open on his dick. whenever he would hear your breathing hitch in a particular way, or feel your gooey walls flutter around his digits, he'd simply pull away. he's certainly not above ruining countless orgasms for you too. that being said, he did soon realize that the more overstimulated your pretty cunt was, the easier he could make you squirt for him.

barou has an inhumane amount of stamina, so he tends to go multiple rounds with you. although he wouldn't always begin with eating you out, he found out quite quickly into being with you that he was deeply into lapping his own cum out of your overstimulated cunt.

it wasn't because he adored the taste of himself of anything so narcissistic, for the primary reason he loved it was that he got to hear your shaky, meek voice while he messily cleaned you up, adoring the way that your strong thighs wrapped around his skull. he noticed that the closer he got to your puffy, swollen clit, the more that they would squeeze his head.

barou was always amused, smirking into your cunt as you whined and whimpered about how it was "too much", yet your fingers still laced through his dark locks and tugged him closer to you. everytime that he came up for a breath, he punctuated it with a combination of praise and light name calling, chiding you for being his "messy fuckin' slut" or reminding you "how fucking good that cunt tastes," — he definitely has a dirty mouth, now in a couple of ways rather than just the one.

usually, after you've finished at least once on his mouth and he's hard again, barou's cock is buried inside of you once again, thrusts harsh and unwavering as his hips collided with your own. you made sure that he always had full control over your body, trusting him without an ounce of doubt, and let him swing your legs wherever he wanted, or toss you around however he so pleased — his "perfect fuckdoll", as he liked to growl at you.

raichi is the messiest eater on this list. he's a little (a lot) more on the selfish side, so naturally you ended up in a 69 position a lot. he ensured you were comfortable on your back before allowing you to lap at his mushroomed tip. that being said, any display of mercy that the striker displayed was far from long lasting.

it was never more than ten minutes before raichi was fucking your throat, a mess of drool and pre dirtying your face. any moans from him went straight into your cunt, quite literally. teeth, spit, drool, slick — everything you could think of, quickly became spread all over your labia and inner thighs as he ate you out.

he's not huge on dirty talk, so encouragements came in the form of his hips bucking faster or his grunts and groans that vibrated around your clit. another thing about this position that really got him going was that you couldn't scurry away. of course the two of you had both a safe word and a signal (in case your mouth was too occupied), but you adored raichi's roughness. he could rip multiple orgasms from you before even spilling his load in your mouth, and he wasn't satisfied until his tongue was aching from tiredness.

#꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ steambird entry.#blue lock smut #bllk smut #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #kunigami smut #raichi smut #barou smut #baro smut #gagamaru smut #gagamaru x reader #rensuke kunigami smut #kunigami x reader #raichi x reader #barou x reader

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scarletevening · 1 year

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Im so obsessed w kunigami rn plz

Hi! May I request for maybe a drabble? 🥺

If nsfw is allowed: wild card!kunigami being moody and you take care of him anyway while he’s being slightly insecure 😝😝

If pg: reader being sweet to wild card!kunigami even though he’s spouting out whatever bull$h!t 🤣🤣

Thank you!

kunigami's my fav too

TY FOR THE REQUEST ANONN ☺

sorry this took so long omfg exam season be killa

this kinda gonna be like a continuous thing, so like sfw but then nsfw?? idkidk but ill put a line for when it goes nsfw also like idk how well i characterized wildcard

cw: suggestive, gn reader

Kunigami’s heart hurt, how could it not? He was just barely qualified to continue in Blue Lock, through something like a Wildcard! It wasn’t even his own effort that led him there, but being a place behind last. And how could he explain that to you? The one person that makes him smile when your face slithers into his mind during sleepless nights full of stress and self-doubt. Deprivation made him moody, like a child, tantrums of silent treatment at every turn of his day. Even when you were texting him, if you sent a photo of a ceiling instead of your face, if you texted too slowly, or if you were talking with someone else in a group chat. Kunigami fully acknowledged his pettiness, how even though you hung on every word of his texts, he still acted this way. So how could you fix such a moody man? Simple, you thought. At first. Quickly proving itself otherwise, listening to him talk about his insecurities led to practically nothing, as he wasn’t too keen on giving his lover that kind of impression. Of course, you really wouldn’t have cared if it was something he considered embarrassing, because truly, you loved him too much to care. So you sat through every ranting series of texts, having him babble through the phone as you whispered sweet words gently though the call, sweet enough to make his heart skip a beat. Every time he spoke with you, his shoulders got lighter. But he never stopped acting so sad, cause every cheer of encouragement boosted his ego into the sky. So he would grumble into the phone with you, who always listened and always responded with the upmost optimism. He adored how you dealt with him even though he purposefully acted so annoying just because of his stupid addiction to hearing pretty little voice saying pretty little words of encouragement. He couldn't help but get greedy.

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Greed wasn't supposed to be the trait of a hero, but not everyone was perfect. He missed you, only being able to see your precious figure through the screen of his phone he could barely be on. He missed you, he wanted you, he craved you, but did you feel the same? Kunigami quickly fell victim to his desires. Alone at night, way too late to be up and too earlier to go back to bed, your phone would ring. Not often would he call you, solely because he didn't have much time, leaving you in ecstatic joy as you saw who's name was disrupting your all-nighter. But you were met with a different greeting that the usual pet-name and an exaggerate kiss to make you laugh. Rather all you heard was heavy breaths, constrained and controlled, like a muted groan.

"Ren? Are you there?" You heard the straggle of a groan break through the call, causing your brows to furrow. His breath haggled in his throat, was this a good idea? Would he disgust you?

"Fuck, princess, your voice is too sweet." You words lumped together as your head spun to conclusions. You thighs brought themselves together as you could feel yourself getting aroused. "keep talking, c'mon." you lips parted but all you didn't make a sound. You made the effort of saying his name, pushing through the stuttering,

"Rensuke," He sighed,

"Tell me what you said yesterday," You could practically visualize the position his was in. Phone propped to his ear with his shoulder, hand tightly wrapped around himself as his eyes squeeze shut and his lips tighten into a strong line, trying to hold back his noises.

"C'mon, lem'me hear your pretty little voice."

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ao3 - ScarletEvening

lowkey love this n might fix it up to be a proper fic lmk☺☺

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the-force-awakens · 4 months

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Thinking about what a sweet, kind, silly and gentle hearted person Poe is until you piss him off and once that switch is flipped, he's a force to be reckoned with

Oh, did you mean? my most favorite? facet? of his character? that makes me lose my marbles? and also happens to be maybe my favorite character trope of all time? that? Okay I hope you were expecting an infodump because what-ho! that's what's happening, I have come prepared and with receipts, let's fucking go on how Poe Dameron is a goddamned force of nature and how the galaxy should be really fucking thankful his loyalty is first and foremost to the Resistance and to the Light, because if it wasn't...well, I'd dread to think, but it wouldn't be good for anyone else.

The fun thing for me, is that it has always been a part of Poe's character, right from The Force Awakens -- it's subtle, but it's there, hidden between the sassy quips in the face in danger and the professionality of Commander Dameron; little fleeting moments that tell you that Poe Dameron is not someone to be trifled with at all, including one of his very first scenes:

I'm 90% certain that Poe's gaze actually lands first on Tekka's body here, before lifting it up to glare at Ren - and that's more than just a defiant glare, that's a look of loathing. Which fits, considering that I do believe the Force Awakens novelization confirms that Poe rushes in without thinking, and acts on sheer anger/rage when he goes to shoot Ren after Ren kills Tekka.

(More lengthy thoughts under the cut, I was not kidding, I saved a dozen images for this).

And that look is far from the only moment in TFA that clearly goes "oh. yeah, Poe can be scary when he wants to be", there's this frankly delightful moment during the trench run when Poe sees a fellow pilot perish while covering him:

and then moments later, when Poe flies into the heart of Starkiller to destroy the oscillator, we get this shot:

that's far more than just determination/focus, he's angry. and he has every goddamned right to be - he was just held captive and tortured for (??) days, and this monstrosity just destroyed an entire fucking planetary system, and the very Republic that Poe has spent his entire adult life believing the inherent values of, that he thought could genuinely improve. Never mind the detail that Poe probably likely spent time on the Hosnian System, if he didn't live there temporarily during his time in the Defense Fleet.

But these shots makes it clear where the comic gets the idea from that the First Order might, y'know, actually be. A little bit terrified of Poe Dameron:

He's a serious threat, and ruthless when it comes to the First Order. People joke a lot about Poe being reckless, but I don't see a lot of recognition for the fact that he can be ruthless - he sees point b and dives straight at it, and he's absolutely relentless in his determination to take the First Order down.

The quickest possible way to enrage Poe is inaction or injustice. We see this clearly in the Last Jedi, when he believes Holdo is essentially leading them to their deaths and has thrown the Resistance away:

but we also see it as far back as Before the Awakening by Greg Rucka:

This conversation carries on for a page or so more, I think, with Poe arguing against the New Republic's decision to not act or investigate further (it's also what prompts him into going rogue to investigate on his own, which leads Leia into recruiting him for the Resistance).

And we've even seen it in material as recent as Free Fall, which means this is a character trait Poe has had his entire life:

(these do not paint my girl in a great light but like she's fucked up okay!! and being groomed into taking her mother's place it's fine, it's fine, she's my fucked up little blorbo)

anyway. so this is Poe when he's, probably about 16? 16 going on 17 here, and this is probably the angriest he's ever been considering how shocked he is about the chill in his own voice (which if you were ever curious why I say Poe's anger runs cold, it's because of this scene right here). He's so enraged by the injustice being carried out by Sotin, that he's genuinely - for the first time in the book - considering actually killing someone. And he gets into a screaming match about what the right decision is with Zorii.

(he also gets to punch Sotin later, by the way, if you even care. It's glorious. I love my favorite character who decides murder is okay if said murder is in question a guy who deals in the slave trade)

But also.

My favorite instance of this, ever, which rewrote my fucking goddamned brainchemistry in 2017 when I read it and made me have to step away from my computer and honest to god pace the length of my house to walk it off, is his confrontation with Terex in issue #13 of the Poe comics.

Because you know what?

This entire fucking exchange is personal, and almost/pretty much outright vindictive? Like at this point, Poe has solidly won this round - Terex has finally been defeated, and all Poe has to do is hand him over to the First Order. He knows, in doing so, Terex will likely be killed, and after who knows how long of Terex's bullshit meaning Poe couldn't trust his squadron, and the fact that L'ulo just died - well, Poe's not real broken up about it, which is fun in itself.

But then he asks Malarus if he can have a moment with Terex before he hands him over and Poe....uses that moment to gloat.

And y'all know me i don't use words like that for Poe but like. he kind of does? he asks a moment alone with terex specifically so that he can taunt Terex that he won, that Terex didn't beat him, and that in trying to take Poe down, Terex cost himself everything (a fact Poe happily rubs in his face), and even adds that "and when I give you to the First Order, I bet they'll take the rest."

So like. Yeah.

Poe knew full well they'd likely kill him, and spends the next few issues full heartedly believing that Terex was dead. And he taunts Terex with it here in this moment. It is TRULY glorious and honestly had 17 year old me's little head spinning because it was such a subversion of what I thought Poe would do -- but he did! He didn't try to figure out a way to spare Terex's life, and he used his final moments with Terex to make sure Terex knew that Poe was fully aware of what the choice he was making meant.

It's fucking DELICIOUS.

And I also love this panel from earlier into the issue:

Because again, it's a great illustration of how Poe can come off cold because of the art choices Phil Noto made here: look at the jacket. It's zipped up all the way to Poe's neck (a rarity for Poe), and just generally gives him this very closed off, cold appearance because he's at his wit's end in this issue, and he is angry about the circumstances Terex has forced him into.

So...yeah. Poe Dameron is a sweet, compassionate, silly guy who makes the worst fucking puns you've ever heard this side of the galaxy. He loves his droid, wears his mother's wedding ring with the intent to give it to the right partner someday, and loves all of his friends full heartedly and is generally the most tactile, affectionate person you will ever meet. He's pretty much everyone's best friend, because he has that kind of charisma and ability to make anyone feel like they're the most important person in the galaxy.

But Poe Dameron is also the man that the First Order seems genuinely intimidated/afraid of. He's the man that destroyed Starkiller base, and toppled the most powerful crime syndicate in the galaxy when he was just 17 years old. He is not someone you ever, ever want to piss off, because for all his warmth and love, Poe has an anger that runs cold, and when he hates something - it's just like when he loves something, he doesn't go half-way.

General Organa isn't the only Resistance general that can be absolutely terrifying in her own right as much as she can be gentle and loving. It's just that Leia's the only one anyone ever notices, because...well, Poe's silly and funny and usually kind of easy going.

And the fact that people underestimate him is what makes him that much more dangerous.

#userorb #ask box #my meta #poe dameron #listen. listen. he's SWEET and he's charming but also ongod the first order is /afraid/ of him and can you REALLY blame them #the best fucking trope in the world is the silly goofy soft characters that also can make that switch #to like. stealing from doctor who now. to going full oncoming storm #it's WONDERFUl #i love it so much we need more instances with this trope #flashing gif #death mention cw

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deiaiko · 9 months

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#7.1 Silent conversation

Every muscle in his body was sore, and the rocky ground that he laid on didn't make it any better. Grace knew he had at least three fractured ribs, given that his power was partially sealed by the floor administrator itself. But he had won the fight against Ren, the test that Hansung set up specifically for him. Now he was officially part of FUG, and done with the second floor.

If anything, the pain was actually grounding. Given that he had to participate in a war, this amount was close to nothing, just a mild inconvenience because he didn't have the power to quickly heal.

Light footsteps were the only warning he got that someone was approaching, and he felt an immeasurable amount of relief when he sensed who it was from the shinsu signature.

Grace tilted his head a little and smiled when he saw Agni. His heart swelled when his partner kneeled next to him and began tracing his face with rough fingertips. His cheek ached when Agni tenderly traced over it — there must be a bruise there. The hand lingered, Agni's icy palm against his skin acting like a cold compress. It felt really nice.

God, he missed him so bad. The pocket call didn't feel anywhere as close to witnessing the real person himself, tangible and alive.

Grace knew his voice would waver were he to speak anything at the moment, especially when Agni also looked like he wanted to cry himself. So they just drank in the sight of each other, gentle touches reminding them that they were not alone, and it was alright. Grace didn't need Agni to say anything to understand what he was feeling, or what he couldn't say out loud. After all, this wasn't the first time they had a silent conversation.

Grace double tapped Agni's knee and lightly squeezed it. 'I'm here, I got you'.

Agni's eyes widened slightly before softening, his gaze no longer distant. The corner of his lips slightly pulled upwards and the lines between his brows ceased. He returned the gesture by double tapping Grace's palm and squeezing his wrist.

Grace caressed the knee with his thumb, 'are you alright?'

Agni shrugged, but he gave him a reassuring smile. 'I don't know, but I will be'.

Agni reached for his lighthouse and pulled out a bandaid from the first aid kit that he had always brought ever since he lost his healing sweetfish. Grace had long known that Agni had a habit of keeping his hands busy whenever he needed to gather his thoughts, so he let Agni clean every small cut on his exposed skin and wrap them with a bandaid. Agni frowned when he reached Grace’s chest, which most likely had a bad bruise on it, but didn't say anything else and left it be.

After he was done, Agni drew a circle on Grace's palm. Sometimes it meant 'what's on your mind?' and other times it meant 'distract me', but either way, Agni wanted him to talk. He could refuse, of course, but Agni had read him like a book. He was thinking of something before Agni came, after all, being left alone in this cave with his thoughts.

So Grace patted the ground next to him and Agni laid down, shoulders touching and hands intertwined. Grace cleared his throat to test the waters, making sure his voice wouldn't crack.

"This place is nostalgic for me. I used to lay on the hard rocky ground and stare at the ceiling for a long time. It was cold, dark and humid, nothing like the bed we usually sleep on and nothing to see up above. But it was peaceful. Just me existing without needing to think of anything. It got me thinking. . .what would have happened if I didn't come to the tower? Every scar, every death, every loss. . .is it worth it? You always came to my mind then, and I know I would rather have this than being alone in that place."

Agni squeezed his hand, "My life would be meaningless if I never met you. I climbed the tower to find something worth struggling for. And here I am, with you. Even if I have to experience every scar, every death, and every loss all over again, as long as you're here. . .I’d say it's worth it."

Grace brought their intertwined hands closer to his lips and kissed the back of Agni's hand. It meant either 'thank you' or 'I love you'. He didn't need to turn around to know that Agni was blushing.

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#longest snippet so far #healing sweetfish that Grace mentioned is firefish #i just like to stick with canon where Khun called it sweetfish and not firefish (or at least that's what I remembered)#Grace's clothes is actually more torn and he has more bandages but it's hard to visualize from that angle so let's just pretend #at the start of S1 to this point of time Grace and Agni are already dating albeit only recently so hand kisses still overwhelms Agni #after this event they started calling each other with their new names so by the start of S2 they've already used to that #anyway next week we'll get back to the comic hurray #tower of god #tog #two sides of the same coin fic #my fic #my art #bam #baam #25th baam #25th bam #the 25th baam #the 25th bam #jue viole grace #khun #koon #khun a.a #khun aguero agnis #khunbam #koonbaam #bamxkhun

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suns-pott · 1 year

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Hello, If it's still open, i wanna ask for yandere Ren/Akira/P5 protag. Like what would he do? Would we have to face him in his Palace(assuming we became a phantom thief) or would he sabotage us, instigating our Palace to manipulate our emotions?

My first persona 5 request :D

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Yandere Akira

Having known Akira for some number of months now made his descent into madness less noticeable to you and the phantom thieves.

After all, he's normally very quiet and keeps to himself a lot of the time. It makes it difficult to tell what he's thinking.

When he first met you, he really didn't know what he felt. At first he assumed it was a desire to become friends with you and get to know you better, but he soon realized that he wanted to be with you.

To you, he seemed like a trustworthy guy, when you had an actual conversation. Of course, you had heard all the rumors circulating around Shujin, but gossip is not always the truth anyways.

He friends soon accepted you as a part of the group and you awakened your persona one day when you accidentally followed them into the metaverse. The group started to gain new members and you were glad to have met such good people, but as time progressed, so did Akira's obsession with you.

Sure it was nice to hand out with him from time to time, and you knew how much people wanted his attention, but when he actively went out of his way to hang out with you, it raised a few suspicions in your mind.

One day when it was just the two of you hanging in Le blanc, he told you about his true feelings. The whole time you had no idea, but who could blame you, when he keeps almost all of his emotions hidden behind those charming glasses of his. You had to reject him as softly as you could, not really knowing what to do with the new information. He was never really the same after that.

he kept his distance from everyone, even Morgana, about everything. Morgana said that he's stopped going out as much and the rest of the group grew concerned for his wellbeing, but no matter who asked him, he always said he was fine. It wasn't fine. The phantom thieves eventually met up in order to discuss the leader's odd behavior. Futaba was the first one to suggest it. His behavior was similar to what she experienced before the changed her heart, she said, she pulled up the metanav on her phone, Morgana said it would be impossible for a persona user to have a palace, but everyone decided that it wouldn't hurt to look. Sure enough, Akira Kurusu has a palace.

With no other options, they all decided to input the rest of the details. When they entered, it was a huge palace, with many extravagant paintings of Joker and you, all over the place. Reminiscent of Kamoshida's palace, but with a darker color palette.

While exploring, the phantom thieves came across a huge dining room. A long decadent table with many foods crowding the space, and at the end sat Joker, a brighter version of his outfit with many ornate details. He leaned forward, a proud smirk across his face as he stared directly at you, absentmindedly nibbling on a fork. His smile grew wider as he said "Welcome my friends! I do hope you'll enjoy your stay, as our fun little game begins.." and in a flash, he disappeared. The game to get our leader back begins.

"Not to worry my dear, in the end you will be mine."

#persona 5 #persona 5 royal #akira kusuru #ren amamiya #yandere akira kurusu #yandere ren amamiya

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Conflicted

Ship: Kylo Ren x Kaden Reese Words: 705 Summary: an in-between the fics to Contact Kylo struggles with his thoughts on the past fight.

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Kylo found himself in the solitude of his chambers, the only sound being the distant hum of the First Order's machinery at work. The battle with Kaden still echoed in his mind, a dance of clashing wills and powers. He took his helmet off, placing it down.

He'd touched Kaden's wrist in a fleeting moment of connection, and what he saw in that vision had anchored itself in his mind, refusing to be shaken loose. He knew by how Kaden was looking at him that they felt it as well. Light and laughter mixed with darkness and bloodshed? It was a future filled with contradictions, yet it felt undeniably true.

For a brief moment, he considered the possibility of Kaden conjuring these visions to trick him but he knew deep inside that the probability of that happening as they too looked completely stunned. almost as much as he was.

He sighed, pacing, his footsteps silent on the cold floor, the weight of what he'd seen pressing down on him. His path was always been fairly clear, guided by the dark side and his ambition to follow in the footsteps of Darth Vader. But the visions with Kaden… they muddied the waters, introducing a certain chaos to his thoughts that he hadn't experienced since… No, he couldn't afford to think about the past… This was different. This was about his future.

"Why?" he muttered to the emptiness around him. "Why show me such things?"

The question wasn't meant for anyone but himself, a vocal acknowledgment of his inner turmoil.

"You always seek to control everything around you. But some things… some futures cannot be bent to your will." a voice broke the silence, a projection of his own thoughts, taking on the form of Supreme Leader Snoke in his mind.

"I don't need lectures from phantoms." Kylo snapped, the familiar anger rising in his chest, even though part of him knew it was his own mind playing tricks, his subconscious taking the shape of his former master to confront him with truths he'd rather ignore.

"Kaden. They are not like the others. This connection… Do you fear it?" the imagined Snoke pressed, his voice as cold and calculating as Kylo remembered.

"I fear nothing" Kylo retorted, his voice a mix of defiance and doubt. But the silence that followed spoke volumes. Kaden was different. Their presence stirred something within him, a flicker of light he thought he'd extinguished…

"What do you want from me?" Kylo finally whispered into the void, a question meant for the Force, for fate, for Kaden, and perhaps, most of all, for himself.

But the Force offered no answers, leaving Kylo alone with his thoughts, the visions of a future with Kaden haunting him. Light and dark. Could one exist without the other? Was it possible to forge a path together that embraced both..? The word as that Kaden could.. could he as well?

As the silence stretched on, Kylo realized that the battle with Kaden had opened a door he couldn't close, a crack in his armor through which the light could seep in. For the first time, he allowed himself to ponder a path not defined by the dark or the light but by something more complex, more human.

The vision of their futures together, both the light and the dark, suggested a choice. A choice Kylo had never thought he'd have the luxury—or the curse—to consider. As he stood there, lost in thought, he understood that the battle with Kaden was merely the beginning of something much larger, a battle, one fought within the confines of his own heart.

"Perhaps…" Kylo said to the emptiness, his eyes flicking to his helmet that sat idle "The future is not something to be conquered, but something to be understood."

And with that thought, Kylo Ren felt the weight of his solitude a little more acutely, the visions of a shared future with Kaden burning brighter than any star, guiding him towards a destiny yet unwritten.

"Sir. They're preparing to flee" Kylo grabbed his helmet and placed it over his head. "They're not leaving that planet unless it's on my ship" and with that, he walked out of his chambers.

I feel bad for tagging ya'll so soon after the first fic sldkfjsdl but this is smol

Again I want to reiterate that there is no pressure to get to this right away! <3

Tags: @heatobrienswife || @roboraindrop || @kylars-princess || @mahitoslittlebird || @dragonsmooch || @ama-ships

#I have to use gifs with all my fics because... MY BABY IS SO HANDSOME <3 asdjfhdsflk #my writing #You had me under spell right from the start;#Ben; 💜

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persona5butitsincorrect · 11 months

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thoughts on shuharu/headcanons?

Its not my personal favourite ship for either of them but it's definitely my favorite for Akira/Ren/whatever you wanna call him x any of the other female phantom thieves. I mean to me she was the only one who seemed like she already liked him during her confidant in the game and they do look pretty cute together as well as seem to have a matching temprement. I also feel like I can acc see a future for them as (at least as for what I imagine for Ren) running or working in a small cafe like Leblanc would suit him. As for what I imagine they'd be like in a relationship here's a couple headcannons of mine:

Lots of coffee dates, Haru would make a point of wanting to discover new obscure restaurants and cafes, and of course Ren will follow suit. Not that he doesn't enjoy it mind.

Mans whipped (😏) and pretty much owns it.

In all seriousness, it's more like he enjoys seeing her doing things that make her happy, since he knows she wasn't for so long.

When it's his turn to decide what that do on dates/days out, it's usually movies or the arcades. They're both surprisingly nuts for horror. And the part timer working at the theatre in shibuya knows their faces by now and always seems slightly afraid.

Same goes for anyone in the arcades, naturally, Haru calls out the most horrendous sadistic stuff like in mementos while they play first person shooters. It's like she forgets she's in public sometimes. Ren finds seeing peoples shocked faces pretty funny.

When Ren moves back home Haru winds up coming to visit for a majority of the summer. Out in the country, she stands out like a sore thumb even more than in Tokyo. She hadn't not been in a city before and seemed to imagine it being a lot more different than it actually is.

His parents though mostly absent are incredibly confused by her sudden surprise arrival in a chauffer, with four suitcases of clothes (she knew she was staying quite a while). Especially as they'd never even heard of her.

Ren hadn't brought her up mainly because they didn't need to know, just like they hadn't bothered to call once when he was in Tokyo, he hadn't bothered to say anything.

Honestly, Ren had very few friends at home, even less after everything that happened. And the people who did still hang around seemed to have an issue with Haru. In general she has this level of unintentional classism-- she just kind of forgets certain things are a luxury and not everyday. And it seemed to be the main thing that was putting people off tho her. It really annoyed him but he didn't really know what to do about it except from distance himself.

It was all making him really regret moving home. So much so he wound up making plans for how he'd move back to Tokyo after finishing his 3rd year of high-school and what he'd actually do with himself once he did. Plans Haru and Makoto helped him draw up.

He, like Haru, wants to run some kind of small private run cafe. Sojiro is mentoring them both. They're heavily considering the possibility of going in on the buisness venture together but it's still very much early days.

Both of them have a keen interest in French literature. Which is part of what got them both talking to eachother outside of the group in the first place. They exchange annotated books a lot - haru using purple post it's and Ren using red.

After her "Relationship" with Sugimura, Haru isn't all that comfortable with physical affection. She especially hates feeling vulnerable. It's a very slow process for her to feel secure again. Luckily Ren is very aware of that and incredibly patient. Partly because he feels the exact same way. After being caught in Sae's palace, battered and dosed up, losing his autonomy and feeling out of control. It all bore on his mental wellbeing a lot. That understanding between them is part of what makes them feel safe around eachother.

Ren has a pretty hard time getting to sleep. He thinks maybe a part of him is Afraid he'll wind up in the velvet room again. Most of the time Haru tries to stay awake with him or offer to stay up so he feels less alone and in danger. But 99% of the time she winds up conking out, of course only after half an hour as incoherent slurred talking whilst she denies she's even tired.

In line with all this, Haru still has moments where she gets incredibly upset or distressed and isn't sure how to communicate it. The way Ren chooses to respond is to give her physical space but stay with her. A majority of the time they don't talk and he just sits by her, letting her come to him if she wants/needs anything (usually a hug once she's calmed down).

There's a lot of hand holding between them. If there sat idly somewhere haru tends to grab Rens hand and trace it's edges with her finger out of boredom.

She's definitely a snorer. But it's a cute snore. Like a little toot noise every so often. That actually does help Ren sleep.

Whilst he already has a pretty good sense of fashion. Harus always wanting to dress him up, and a majority of the time he let's her.

One time Ann suggested she should try and get him to wear a dress, not expecting the fact he was more than happy to. Even more so he pulled it off with way more confidence than anything any of them had ever seen. (Ryuji discovered something about himself that day)

When there together they have this peaceful quiet sometimes, both of them enjoy just stopping and listening to the world around them (which cannot be said for some of their other friends). As well as this they have this way of being able to communicate without words. When they're in group settings it drives everyone else insane trying to figure out what the difference is between their different stares at one another mean and how they developed such a language.

#shuharu #persona 5 #persona #persona 5 headcanons #Headcanons #Haru okumura #ren amamiya #akira kurusu

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emiim23 · 1 year

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Ma Belle Evangeline

Ceo!Nanami x Artist!Black!fem!reader

∙𝘑𝘦 𝘵'𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘑𝘦 𝘵'𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘌𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦

𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

𝘚𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭

𝘚𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦

𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 ∙

summary: It's not difficult to see why Nanami was fully enamored by yn's beauty...what was difficult was getting yn to realize why he was so love-struck in the fist place...

inspired by this tik tok trend <3 it's too cute

♡genre: (slow burn) friends to lovers, romance, self love, angst, fluff, (eventual) smut

♡warnings: +18 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬!! MDNI!!angst, fluff,slow to rough sex, fingering, cunnilingus, petnames ( my love, flower, beautiful, good girl, princess), pwp, sub!reader & dom!Nanami [ i think thats it pls let me know if i missed anything :) ]

A/N: this is my first ever fic!!!finally i got the courage to write one ...please do forgive my english it's not my fist language plus i dont have anyone to read this for me and check for mistakes, if some words or some phrases dont make any sense please let me know :)

Masterlist part 2 is ➼ here

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Nanami is a man of taste

He's always enjoyed the finer things in life, a perfect wine, a good meal, a perfect night in and a workday that ends on time. He never strayed away from what he knew he enjoyed.

Some may say he was boring in this way but he would say he was disciplined, in control of his life and he always knew what was coming, it was a good life, that was until you started coming around and started making his life a little more worth while.

Your first encounter was while he was on a morning jog, Nanami being the observant man that he is, saw you coming before you noticed him yourself.

You had come to the park with your best friend Ren to help her do some promotional shoot for her website and it seemed like the universe was against you for two reasons.

Since it was a beautiful sunny day you decided to wear a beautiful white maxi skirt and white top but your beloved best friend Ren only wanted you to suffer, unfortunately for you, she decided not to tell you what she wanted you to do for the shoot and persuaded you into wearing an all white outfit only to promptly chase you with a jar of bright yellow dye.

2.Running away from Ren became your undoing because while in your attempt at an escape your line of sight was focused on Ren and not the man you were about to run into.

"Ren! stop, please don't, this is my favourite skirt!" you screamed as you ran away, bare feet swimming through the plush grass in a quick flurry, without looking you quickly turned around and almost ran into someone, he stopped your movements before you two could collide.

His strong arms caging you in preventing you from going any further.

"Woah there, you okay?" the man asked, you hadn't even looked up to see his face yet but you already knew he was finer than fine. Trailing your eyes up his broad chest your words stopped in the back of you throat when I saw his face, he was looking down at you, eyebrows furrowed in concern, a little sweat glistening on his skin, his chest rising up and down as he took deep breaths.

I was right, he is finer than fine.

Before you could embarrass yourself any further, Ren quickly grabbed your arm and pulled you out of this strangers warm hands jolting you back into reality, " I am so sorry sir, she wasn't looking where she was going" Ren apologised on your behalf.

"Ah that's alright, just glad nothing bad happened", he said, his voice was so deep and smooth, not a single hitch in his sentence

"Are you okay miss?"

He was talking to you "what?" you asked

You heard him very clearly but your mind didn't register what he said at all, as if your body wanted to hear him speak again.

"I asked if you were okay miss?" he said, with a smirk on his gorgeous face, slightly leaning down so that you could hear him more clearly.

Ren pinched your arm prompting you to speak up

"Oh yeah I'm good, great, I'm perfect" you rambled on until Ren pinched you again.

" Perfect" he said smiling with the most beautiful expression ever.

"Good-bye" he said as he started jogging away.

Staring as he jogged away Ren started laughing while shaking you "Wow, your brain stopped working or something?" Ren laughed when you rolled your eye's.

"Shut the fuck up Ren, I was just.....caught off guard" you said as you walked back to your stuff. Ren followed you while screaming in laughter. People looked at both of you in confusion making you feel a little embarrassed.

Grabbing Ren's arm you pulled her towards the picnic blanket. "Slow down yn" she said through laughter. "No Ren, I was so fucking weird and he was sooo ughhhh!!!" you exclaimed slipping on your sandals and packing up your stuff.

"It's okay yn, theres's a one thousand and one chance you'll ever see him again and that's the good thing about strangers babes" Ren joked in an attempt to make you feel better.

"So let's leave now so that we don't risk my chances" you pleaded

"Fiiiine let's go, I'm hungry anyways" she smiled as you took your stuff to the car.

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"Damn, she's gone" Kento heaved as he slowed down from his run

After you ran into him earlier he couldn't get you out of his head he wanted to see you at least one more time before he had to go to the office, so he decided to add an extra lap and actually run instead of jog so he could see you in all your beauty,

Your voice was just so pretty, so was your hair, your eyes made him feel as if he fell into some dream land of just pure peace.

Kento didn't believe in love at first sight but you could make him into a believer if you wanted to.

While walking to his car Kento tried so hard not think about how your body felt against him that would have just been so improper of him, so rude, so taboo, but he just couldn't stop.

As he got to his car he started stretching, after a run like that he wouldn't want to risk a cramp on the drive home. As he finished stretching he climbed into his car his phone started ringing, without checking who it was he answered.

"Nanami Kento speaking"

"NANAMIIII!!!! YOU ANSWERED HAHAHA"

Lord.....help my mind find peace

"Gojo, what do you want?" he sighed, feeling a headache coming along, this man takes years off his lifespan just by speaking.

"Well, Nami, Nami, Nami, my dear friend. I was wondering what you're doing this fine Saturday" he asked, mischief coating his every word.

"Work." Kento grunted out a response as he connected his phone to his cars bluetooth so he could drive while keeping Gojo on the phone.

"Well isn't that boring, why not have some fun with me?"

"No" Kento said, feeling temped to cut the call short but he knew how persistent Gojo was, he wouldn't leave him alone if Nanami didn't let him speak.

"Come ooooon Nanami, it'll be fun" Gojo wined, his voice vibrated through the speakers, making Nanami's headache come on stronger than ever

"I'm busy " Kento sighed as he pulled up to his house taking his bag and phone with him.

"Not at 5pm you won't" Gojo stated as a matter of fact, his wide smile being heard through the phone.

"what do you know" Kento mumbled as he walked in the front door of his house, dropping his gym bag in his laundry room as he walked towards the stairs.

"Weeell I know that you always end your work day at 2:30pm every Saturday, without fail, for the last 7 years" Gojo laughed through the phone.

Pulling the phone away from his ear Nanami rubbed his eyes with pure annoyance. "I'm cutting the phone now"

"Wait, wait, one more minute, pleeeeease" Gojo begged

"30 seconds, speak"

"There's an event happening at the art gallery and I was asked to be apart of the opening of the exhibit since I'm such a generous donor soooo as my best friend I want you to join me"

"Fine"

"WHAT YOU'LL ACTUALLY COME!!!??? I thought i had to do more convincing i even had a speech planned, I also was planning on coming over to convince you in person!" Gojo exclaimed making him regret his decision.

"Don't come to my home Gojo, I'm cutting the phone now"

"I'll pick you up at 4:30 an-"

Finally, quiet. Gojo is too annoying, a decent friend but annoying nonetheless.

Looking at the time Nanami realised he would be on time instead of early like usual, to him on time is late and early is on time and being on time would just that not do.

He started getting undressed as he made his way to the bathroom and on his way there you plagued his mind again as he unintentionally recalled his morning, he was completely infatuated with you and he didn't even know your name.

Taking a quick shower to freshen up for the day ahead, Kento felt as if something wasn't right but with the way time was going he couldn't think about it for too long. He got ready and made his way to work.

Pulling up to the office Kento parked his car and made his way inside, the cool air from the A/C gracing his face as he entered the building, a great welcome compared to the oncoming heat from the 8AM morning sun. Heading to the elevator Nanami still felt that sense of misfortune coming along and this messed up his mood quite a bit.

"Good morning sir" Andrea, his assistant said as he walked past her desk straight to his office.

"Andrea" was his response, curt and to the point.

She followed him to his office so she could give him a brief on the meetings he had today and anything else that was work related.

"And the last meeting you have for today is with Mr Gojo about the magazine article"

At that statement he snapped his eyes up from his computer.

No.

Oh. No.

That was what was wrong with the day, he was going to have to spend time with Gojo twice today. And with his luck Gojo will not only come for the meeting but he will most likely spend the rest of the day pestering Nanami until it was time for the gallery event, even then Gojo would probably leave him alone for 2 hours at most to get ready for the event, unless Gojo hid clothes at Nanami's house again so he could just get ready there like last time.

Dropping his head Nanami already felt exhausted

Seeing that Andrea excused herself and made her way out.

"Today is going to be a long day" Nanami sighed in frustration as he continued to work on his computer.

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"Okay Y/n, you can do this, it's just a little speech" you said to yourself in the mirror.

Today you were opening your first art exhibition and the part that scared you the most was not that people won't like your art, oh no, it was the fact that you had to give a speech to so many people.

As a person who usually expressed herself through her art, expressing yourself verbally became such a difficult task.

Reciting the speech to herself or to Ren was extremely easy but the thought of an audience made her skin crawl.

"You okay in there?" that was Ren talking

"Yeah.... I'm doing amazing" lies, but she didn't need to know that.

"Okay, I don't believe you but that's fine, we need to go pick up our outfits from Maggy. Let's go" she said in a soft tone, as if trying not to scare you off.

"Yeah, yeah let's go" you said trying to sound as confident as possible.

leaving the bathroom you walked to your room and grabbed your bag, already dressed all you needed was your shoes.

you went to the front door slipping on your sandals on the way out, Ren right on your heels locking the door behind the both of you. Being roommates with your best friend made so many things much easier, lunch outings, movie nights and days where you just wanna talk shit about people your'e both there for each other.

"your'e driving!" you screamed as you ran towards the passenger side of your car.

" What nooo, I drove last time!" she wined ready to fight you for the comfort of the passenger seat.

"But that was last week, I drove the whole time this week! " you said trying to push her off the door.

"IT'S YOUR FUCKING CAR!" Ren yelled making you fall into a laughing fit.

"Fine, fine, we can decide this in a civilised manner."

"Rock, paper scissors" you both said in unison

"Rock. Paper. Scissors. Shoot." Damn

"Rock. Paper. Scissors. Shoot." Yes

"Rock. Paper. Scissors. Shoot." Shit you lost.

"That's right, I'm passenger princess today"' Ren said with a wide grin on her face.

"No need to rub it in my face Ren" you said with a pout on your face, no sense of anger behind your words, playful smile trying to be kept at bay but falling free once you got in the car.

As soon as you started the car Ren connected her phone to the bluetooth, playing some feel good music to get you both in the mood for tonights event.

Driving into the parking spot in front of your tailors store you both got out the car and walk in.

"Maggy !" you greeted the lady behind the counter.

"Hi girls how are you both doing" she smiled, Maggy was the sweetest older lady you met a couple years ago when you were looking for a job and she was looking for someone to model her master pieces, as you liked to call them, for her website. She wanted real everyday people to model her stuff because that's who she made her clothes for, real everyday people who wanted to look absolutely fabulous.

"We're doing great Mags, how are the grandkids?" Ren asked

"Oh they are absolutely precious, and to think I was so excited for one grandbaby now I got two that I get to spoil. " she exclaimed, pure unfiltered joy on her face making both you and Ren match her expression.

"Bless, we are so happy for you Maggy"

"Thank you my loves, oh I'm holding both of you up, let's try those dresses on shall we?"

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Nanami was already pissed off and he hadn't even left the house yet, after the terrible meeting with Gojo Nanami told Gojo to wait in his office while he went to speak with the HR department, he knew Gojo wouldn't follow him because three of his ex conquests were in that department and all three of them shared the same resentment towards him.

Nanami didn't need to see anyone in the HR department, he went home, he went straight to the elevator and to his car Andrea already waiting for him with his brief case next to his car, already knowing the drill.

"Here you go sir see you Monday" she said as she handed him his stuff.

"Enjoy your weekend Andrea." Nanami said as he slid into his car and closing the door behind him starting the car and driving home.

That was an hour and a half ago

Now Nanami stood in front of his closet in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist and sitting on his hips, picking out his tux while Gojo rang his door bell like a mad man.

he got halfway dressed slacks on, shirt in hand. Going to his front door, he sighed as he opened it. Gojo would end up either breaking his door bell or breaking into his house.

"NANAMIIII!!!" Gojo smiled basically blinding Nanami

"Why are you here? you said 4:30 and it's 4"

"I wanted to be early Nanami, plus I didn't want you to skip town on me"

That wasn't the plan but it is sounding like a good idea right about now.

"Get in, your'e scaring the neighbours"

"Your neighbours are so far away though your yard is decent size" he mumbles as he skips into the house

Someone please take him away to a remote island so Nanami could live in peace.

"I'm gonna get dressed, don't break anything okay."

It was going to be a long night.

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"Let's go Y/n it's almost 4:30" Ren yelled from the hallway

"coming!"

You looked amazing, hair styled to the Gods, make up on point and the dress what crafted to fit your body perfectly. You looked and felt perfect.

Heels clicking against the tiled floor of the kitchen Ren immediately

started clapping.

"Wooooooo and here comes the woman of the hour in all her glory!!! looking as beautiful as ever!"

She said making you smile

"Oh stop, you look absolutely divine"

"Of course I do" she said with a snap of her fingers and a slap to her ass

"Let's go before we end up being late" you laughed walking through the door

The drive to the Gallery was filled with laughter and music, having set up the exhibit the day before and making sure everything would be ready for today made everything feel way better. Now the only thing worrying you was the speech.

Deep breaths y/n, deep breaths.

Arriving at the Gallery you noticed that the parking lot was full and made your nerves skyrocket, what if people hate it, what if you mess up your speech or trip on your way to the front of the room.

Being stressed made you realise that you hadn't eaten properly today, heading straight for the snack table you were stopped by one of your friends

"Y/N!"

"Gojo! how are you doing" you smiled at him

"I'm doing good, how are you doing pretty, your'e looking extra amazing, absolutely delicious " he winked at you,

"Says you, you look very handsome as always" you smiled back, he was wearing a black tux, no bow tie with the top 2 buttons undone hair falling over his forehead, his pretty eyes peaking over his shades, a little smirk on his face.

"Where you off to looking so upset?" he asked concern lacing his words.

"I've known you for three years yn, as my very good friend I like to know if your'e upset"

"I'm fine" you said with the most genuine smile you could come up with

"Lies"

"Honest, I'm fine, just hungry"

"Okay let's get you something to eat then"

Walking to the table you knew that he hadn't dropped the topic but at least you would get food.

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Kento is already tired.

There are so many people here, unknown to him but they know who he is, of course they do but the constant introductions and greetings are draining him.

Gojo ditched him a little while ago, probably off flirting with some unfortunate soul.

Where is he, Kento thought as he scanned his eyes across the room looking for that familiar head of white hair. There he is, standing next to the dessert table, of course, he left him alone for cake. Striding across the room his long legs carried him to Gojo in a couple long strides and a few excuse me's.

"Gojo, you idio-" his sentence caught in his throat when he saw you, the one who has been on his mind since 8:00 AM this morning.

You're here, you look breathtaking, oh so pretty in that dress which hugged your body so well, giving him an idea of every dip and curve that your body had.

"NAMIII, there you are" Gojo laughed

"You- I am so sorry sir, about this morning I wasn't looking where I was going and I messed your day up probably" you rambled on.

"Hey it's okay, it was no problem ma'am, I was actually finishing my run so you didn't mess my day up at all" he smiled trying to reassure you.

Kento was captivated by the gleam in your eyes as you looked at him.

"wait you two know each other?!" Gojo interrupted your unintentional staring contest.

"uh yeah we ran into each other this morning" Kento smirked down at you.

"well technically I ran into you" you giggled

Oh what he would do to hear that again.

"I never got your name" you asked, wanting to know who this man was.

"oh yes, how rude of me, Nanami Kento, and you are?" he said holding out his hand.

"y/n, pleasure to meet you" you said gleefully shaking his hand.

"The pleasures all mine" he said basically making you melt to the floor, his voice did things to you that you couldn't explain.

"Y/n here is an artist, this her exhibit" Gojo said in a proud tone throwing his arm over your shoulder.

"Is that right, well judging from the crowd here I bet everything is amazing" he said with a small smile on his face.

His comment felt so genuine even though you've only known him for a few minutes. Before you could reply Ren grabbed you away.

"y/n! There you are it's almost time for your speech" She said out of breath as if she had been running.

"oh shit, okay, okay, okay, it's time" you repeatedly mumbled to yourself. Talking to Gojo and Nanami made you totally forget about the reason why you were so anxious before but now it just came flooding back.

"let's go, Gojo and I will walk you to the front" Nanami said, his voice momentarily soothing your mind, but only for a second.

"Yeah y/n let's get you to the stage" Gojo said with a bright smile.

"You guys don't need to" you said warily not wanting to seem like you can't walk through a crowd without having a panic attack.

"No time to debate, let's go" Ren said pushing you forward, being caught off guard you tripped over your own feet.

Wow the universe is really pulling this shit in front of everyone, damn, you thought as you put your arms out ready to catch yourself.

Why is the ground so far away you thought until you opened your eyes.

You realised that you were being held up by someone.

"Are you okay y/n?"

Oh lord, it's Nanami, he caught me, again

Hahaha uh yeaaaah I'm good "you tried laughing off the embarrassment.

Nanami pulled you up setting you upright on your feet, arms still around you, holding you steady as you gained your bearings back.

'' you sure, it seems like I need to be there to catch you if you fall" he joked making a small smile appear on your face.

"ha ha ha, lets go" you dryly laughed

waking to the stage Nanami kept his hand on your mid back as he and Gojo helped you though the crowd.

the warmth from his hand felt good through the satin material of your dress.

When you got to the stage you saw the director of the gallery as they started to announce that people come forward and called you to the stage.

"And here is the woman that made this whole event possible, Miss y/n l/n". the sound of people clapping resonated through the large room, echoing through the halls.

"WOOOO that's my friend!!!" Gojo and Ren yelled in your ear making you wince.

Ren handed you your tablet while smiling which reassured you.

Glancing to the side you noticed that Nanami held his hand out in front of you making you look up at him in confusion.

"Take my hand, I want to accompany on stage" he smiled

"Well aren't you a gentleman" you joked trying to ignore the flutter in your chest.

that comment made him laugh as you placed your hand in his. Lifting up the bottom of your dress you were guided up the stairs and onto the first part of the stage. letting go of his hand Nanami leaned down to your ear and whispered

"You've got this" standing back up straight he walked off the staged as you whispered back a small thank you.

Deep breaths y/n, deep breaths. You tried to encourage yourself

reaching the podium you placed your tablet which had your speech typed out.

"Good evening everyone and welcome to "A life of love". you started your speech, your voice felt as though it was trembling but as you looked into the crowd no one seemed to notice but if they did they didn't care.

As you carried on your speech you started feeling way more confident, people even laughed at your witty jokes that you threw into the speech.

"And now I would like to thank our donors, without them us artists would be selling our art out of a cardboard box"laughing along with the crowd as you introduced the donors.

You stepped to the side as your two friends, Gojo and Amanda, and the three other board members.

"Thank you Ms Y/n for taking the initiative to not only find donors but also for being such an important part of the gallery." The Director spoke from the podium.

Enjoying the short lived attention you made your way off the stage and straight into your best friends arms smiling like a crazy woman.

"Thank the lord I didn't make a fool out of myself" you praised.

"You did absolutely perfect y/n like really well" Ren said into your shoulder as you both hugged.

"Thank you" you said as you both let go of each other

Looking over Ren's shoulder you made eye contact with Nanami, a small smile on his face as he walked closer to you, with a wide smile still on your face from all the excitement you walked past Ren as she continued to listen to the directors and donors speech.

Before you could even speak Nanami immediately started showering you in praise and compliments.

"You did absolutely amazing ms Y/n, every one absolutely adored your speech and you looked absolutely radiant on stage, you're glowing. He stated making your smile grow even wider the butterflies in your chest growing with every word he said.

"Thank you Nanami, I really appreciate it. you said looking up at him with stars in your eyes.

Before your conversation could continue the speeches ended and the audience began applauding bringing your attention back to the event.

Suddenly Nanami pulled your body to his side, holding you close so you wouldn't fall over, words hadn't even left you mouth when you saw Gojo running into Nanami.

"NANAMIIII!!!! why did you move her. I wanted to scare her " Gojo pouted.

"You would have crushed her and taken her to the ground with you" Nanami said as a matter of factly with his arm still around your waist.

"No I wouldn't have, she would have caught me, riiiiight Y/n" Gojo smiled at you. As Gojo turned his attention to you Nanami let go of you and crossed his arms. You started to miss his warmth without realising it you had a small pout on your lips.

"Awwww Y/n don't pout you definitely would have caught meeee, I basically weigh nothing " Gojo gleamed

"Oh please Gojo, stop dreaming" Nanami joked as he walked away making Gojo gasp in return.

"Are you seriously calling me fat right now Namiiii" Gojo cried

Their whole interaction made you giggle as you all made your way round the exhibit.

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"Have a good rest of your evening ms Y/n, you too ms Ren. I had a fantastic time during your exhibit, it was a beautiful experience." Nanami said smiling at Y/n being around her the whole evening he felt as though his cheeks had started to hurt from the amount of smiling he had done that night.

"Yeah I had a really fun time you guys, Im always telling you that we should hang out more often" Gojo said with his arms folded on top of Rens head like a makeshift arm rest as he stood behind her.

"Liar" Ren mumbled as she tried to pull Gojos arms off of her.

"Good night ladies" Nanami smiled at Y/n with his brown eyes, a pool of warmth that warmed Y/ns cheeks as she smiled back.

"Me too Nanami, I had a lot of fun, hope to see you again soon." You said with a hopeful smile.

Smiling at each other you didn't realise how long it had been since someone last spoke you both just stared into each others eyes getting lost in the moment.

"Ooookaaay lets get going Y/n, its getting late" Ren said with a wide smile on her face.

Getting pulled out of the trance you were in you looked at Ren with wide eyes not really hearing what she said. She just smilled as she pulled you away to the car.

"Bye-bye guys" you waved as you walked side by side.

"Byeeee Y/n and my dear Renniii" Gojo yelled while Nanami waved while keeping his eyes on you.

"I cant wait to see him again" You smiled at Ren

"I cant wait to see her again" Nanami smiled to himself

Turning his head towards Gojo his smile faded as Gojos smile widened.

"You liiiiike heeeer" Gojo started teasing

"shut up".

A/N this is going to be the first part of this slow burn love story please like comment and share :)

please don't plagiarise my work. thanks

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