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ka-go-me · 7 months
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nny11writes · 5 months
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After Ahsoka wakes from the bacta tanks and leaves the Order, Anakin wastes no time submitting his resignations and joining her. It's time to leave Coruscant behind.
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Time for some only mildly, like a teeny tiny bit, belated CBNC content :)
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allygaytor · 6 months
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My roommate said I looked like I was cosplaying as a computer scientist from the 90s and it's the most gender affirming thing anyone has ever said to me.
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bwabys-scenarios · 7 months
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Reunited
Feitan x Reader Route
Part 1
part 2
!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!
warning: brief mention of human trafficking, brief torture scene, Feitan masturbates at the end
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(Name) dropped her suitcase off at Leorio’s before making her way to the location Phinks and Feitan provided in her note. Apparently, Machi would be waiting for her, and would take the console so it would be safe while (Name) ventured into Greed Island.
“Machi!”
The pink haired woman looked up just in time to catch the girl crashing into her. “H-hey! Don’t you know what personal space is?”
She pushed (Name) back a bit, huffing. “Haha, sorry. I’m just happy to see you’re safe! Fei told me… what happened with Paku…”
Machi sighed, ruffling the girls hair. “Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Come on, let’s get you into the game. Fei’s probably worried sick.”
“Worried?”
‘Ah, she’s dense.’
Machi didn’t answer, leading her towards their hideout. “Fei requested that I stay to make sure you got into the game safely.”
(Name) giggled, holding a hand to her cheek. “Aww, that’s so sweet of him.”
(Name) gasped when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her from behind. “(Nnaaammeee)~ you’re here!”
Shalnark laughed, giving her a good squeeze before Machi sent him a look. “If Fei knew what you were doing right now…”
Shalnark stuck his tongue out at her. “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. So…”
He seemed different, his hands holding onto her waist as he leaned forward. “Who was that dark haired man you saw when Feitan told you to stay put?”
(Name) tilted her head. “Dark haired man… you mean Illumi? He’s a friend.”
“Do you typically make out with your friends?”
This caused the girl to pause. “First of all, that’s none of your business, secondly, how do you know that?”
Shalnark sat her down, smiling. “Aww, but I asked first! What is your relationship with that man?”
(Name) sighed. “Again, he’s a friend, the assassin that kidnapped me. Feitan is aware of that, but…”
She twiddled her thumbs. “He kind of proposed to me at dinner.”
“Proposed?”
“Yes… I met with him to discuss why we left off on bad terms, and possibly continue our friendship. However…”
She scratched the back of her head. “He um… proposed to me. I’m still not sure how to feel about it.”
Shalnark hummed. From the camera he placed at her front door and room, he’d seen several… things. Thankfully for (Name), he removed the camera before she and Kurapika enjoyed their night together.
“I see.”
“Now answer my question, Shalnark. How did you know that?”
The blonde only shrugged. “Dunno!”
Knowing she wouldn’t be getting an answer from him, the girl only sighed and pulled out the cookies she’d brought. “There’s at least two for everyone, and…”
She stepped forward, towards the coffin covered in flowers. The lingering troupe members watched as she placed an offering of freshly baked goods on top. “I hope you like these, Paku. They’re cat cookies. I… I really wanted you to meet my kitties one day…”
Shalnark stepped forward to comfort the crying girl. “She would of loved those, (Name). Thank you…”
He held her as she cried, patting her back.
———————
(Name) looked over the cast green field after walking out of the small tower. “So, this is greed island… Killua and Gon are supposed to be here, along with Fei and Phinks. Hmm…”
The girl stepped out, twirling around. “Hmm… they said to wait after I got here… so I guess I’ll just…”
She sat under the tower, pulling her knees to her chest. It had only been a few minutes, but she was already growing bored. “Did he say how long it would take? I can’t remember…”
“Did. Second line of note.”
(Name) jumped at the voice sounding next to her, her eyes lighting up immediately. “Fei!”
Feitan grunted when she jumped into his arms, his hands moving down to her hips immediately. “Took longer than thought.” he said, pinching her hip.
(Name) pouted, half heartedly swatting his hand away. “I… I was busy with a friend.”
He nodded, quickly pulling his hands away when a low whistle resounded next to him. “I see you’ve got your girl back now, Fei.”
“Tch.”
Feitan had long since given up on correcting his fellow Troupe members on the relationship he had with (Name). Part of him didn’t want to, he truly did see her as his woman.
But that didn’t mean he didn’t get embarrassed, especially when (Name) was in war shot. “Your girl?” (Name) asked, tilting her head.
Feitan waved his hand dismissively. “Don’t listen to Phinks. Stupid.”
“Hey!”
“Stupid and smell like cheap cologne. Stinks.”
“Oh you little bastard!”
She watched as the two glared at each other, giggling into her hand. “Oh, stop it. No need for all of that. SOO…”
She leaned her head against Feitan’s shoulder, causing the man to stiffen, then relax. “What’s our plans?”
The two glanced at each other before looking back to her. “About that, (Name)…” Phinks said softly, scratching the back of his head.
“You go back.”
(Name) blinked, looking at Feitan with a raised eyebrow. “Go back? What do you mean, I just got here.”
Phinks sighed, taking over. “Listen, there’s been a lot of player deaths recently…”
‘Aside from the ones we’ve caused.’ Phinks thoight, keeping it to himself.
“And we think it’s better if you go back home and wait for us to come get you.” he finished, patting her shoulder.
(Name) looked between the two, eyes starting to get a bit watery. “Fei… I can handle myself. You’re underestimating me again…”
The dark haired man began to panic at the sight of tears streaming down her cheeks. “No, no cry. Not underestimating. Just…”
He took a deep breath, leaning against one of the pillars supporting the tower. “Just worried.”
(Name) sniffled a little, wiping at her tears. “Worried? You’re worried… about me?”
He nodded slowly, glad that his coat was covering his slowly turning pink cheeks.
(Name) looked at him before leaning forward to plant a kiss on his cheek. “That’s sweet, Fei. Thank you.”
He could barely control the urge to pin her against the column and take her right there. (Name) was always so sweet, so cute. He felt the tip of his ears turn red, quickly turning away from her.
“Tch.”
Phinks noticed this, snickering lightly. “Okay lovebirds, let’s get (Name) back to the hideout.”
Phinks pulled out a Leave card, holding it out to (Name) and instructing her on how to use it. Before she did, she looked to Feitan, here eyes softening.
“Fei?”
He stepped toward her, leaning into her touch when she cupped his cheek. He was embarrassingly weak to her touch, unable to keep himself from pulling away. “Yes?”
Her lips hovered over his, before she pulled away with warm cheeks. “I’ll see you l-later?”
And with that she was gone, leaving Feitan red as a tomato, reaching out to the empty spot in front of him.
“She almost…”
“She was about to kiss you. Man, aren’t you lucky?”
Feitan snapped out of his daze her presence had him in, turning on his heels. “Let’s go. Have work to do.”
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(Name) fell onto the floor of their hideout, rubbing her ass and cursing. “Shit…”
Shalnark and Machi were in fighting stances in front of her, relaxing when her familiar aura reached them. “Oh, it’s just you.” Machi said, sitting back down.
Shalnark helped (Name) up, brushing off her skirt for her. “You took quite the tumble, huh? Why are you back so early?”
(Name) frowned at that, folding her arms over her chest. “Feitan and Phinks said it was too dangerous and I should go back. Apparently a lot of players have been dying lately.”
Shalnark nodded, tapping a finger against his chin. ‘It must be a real problem if Feitan sent (Name) back. He seemed so eager to her again.’
“Hmm… I see. Well, what are your plans now?”
(Name) sat down, pouting. “I’m not sure… I was hoping to spend more time with Fei, but… I guess I won’t be able to if he’s gonna be busy.”
Shalnark’s eyes softened ever so slightly, the man plopping down next to her. “Hey, no need to pout. I’m sure Fei will call you as soon as he’s able to. He…”
He trailed off, smiling. “He really does care about you, ya know? You’re… kind of his everything.”
This made (Name)’s face heat up. She playfully smacked Shalnark’s arm, giggling. “Oh don’t tease me. I…”
The blonde looked completely serious, putting a hand on her shoulder. “(Name), I don’t say this lightly, but your safety and happiness is Fei’s biggest priority. Your nen is incredibly useful, if he didn’t care about you he would have kept you in greed island despite the danger.”
She couldn’t argue with him, looking down at her lap. “Really..?”
She wasn’t asking because she didn’t believe him, she just needed that confirmation. “Really.”
Machi huffed, pushing herself off of the concrete slap she’d been sitting on. “We should get moving soon, considering those kids knew of our hideout.”
‘She means Gon and Killua.’ (Name) thought, a little sad she wouldn’t get to see them in Greed Island.
“Where did they say to meet them again?” Shalnark asked, pulling out his phone.
Machi listed out a location, making (Name) blink. “Oh, that’s really close to my home!l
Shalnark flicked her forehead. “You shouldn’t blurt things like that out, (Name). We’re criminals, remember?”
The girl poured, rubbing her forehead. “But… but you’re Feitan’s friends. I trust you!”
This caused the two to pause. It wasn’t often that they heard those words from anyone outside of the Troupe.
“It’s stupid to trust people you barely know.” Machi said, giving her a flick to the forehead as well, but it was halfhearted. It felt nice to be treated as a person, not like the cold hearted thieves they were.
But were they really all that cold hearted, when (Name)’s words warmed their chests so?
Shalnark suddenly perked up, grinning. “If where we’re heading is close to your home, we can accompany you there!”
“Shal.” Machi warned, raising an eyebrow. They both knew just how protective Feitan was of (Name), how he hadn’t even planned on most of them meeting her.
Shalnark shook his finger. “Ah, ah, ah! I’m sure Fei would prefer (Name) getting home safe and sound. Traveling alone is dangerous after all, especially after…”
A silence filled the air as Shalnark’s sentence trailed off. “After what?” (Name) asked, tilting her head.
‘After you’ve been associated with us.’ Shalnark thought. They’d been careful to conceal her identity, but a skilled nen user would be able to pick up on faint traces of the phantom troupes aura on her. It put a target on her back, and Feitan’s infrequent visits were probably to protect her.
“Nothing, nothing. The others are in town grabbing supplies right now, and we’ll be leaving after. You said you dropped your suitcase off with a friend, yeah?”
She nodded, and Shalnark smiled. “I’ll take you into town to grab it. And don’t worry, I have my own business to take care of so I won’t snoop.”
“I haven’t even said yes to going with you all.” (Name) said with a laugh.
“Oh? Do you not want us at your home? How cruel!” Shalnark teased, holding an arm over his face. She giggled, removing his arm to look at him.
“I didn’t say that, silly. You’re all welcome.”
He didn’t expect his heart to thump against his chest like it did when she began pulling him away. “Let’s get going then, before my friend mails my suitcase off!”
——————
Leorio handed her suitcase, giving her a hug before she was off again. Shalnark was waiting by a boba shop, holding two cups.
“Here, I got you one.”
She gasped, taking it. “Oh, thank you!”
The two left, but not heading towards the hideout. Instead they showed up at the airport, where the others were waiting. Shizuku, Franklin, and Kortopi.
“Oh, hey (Name).” Franklin said, waving at you with his large hand. She waved back, Shizuku tilting her head at her.
“(Name)? Isn’t that Feitan’s girlfriend?”
Franklin grasped Shizuku’s head. “You’re not supposed to say that part out loud, Shizuku.”
“Oh. Sorry. Hello (Name)!”
Said girl stood there with her face growing hot. “Hello… and hi Kortopi.”
The small… person waved.
Shalnark helped (Name) onto the airship, Franklin carrying her suitcase. “Let’s get seated. It’s going to be a long ride.”
As the day turned into night, (Name) ended up falling asleep on Shalnark’s shoulder. Out of the bunch of them, he was the least intimidating.
“Ooo, if Feitan saw he would be pissed.” Shizuku said, pointing to the two.
“Bleh, what he doesn’t know can’t hurt him.”
Shalnark gently ran his hand over her hair. ‘Fei better treat her right. She’s special, truly.’
It took a few days for the group to reach (Name)’s home, and once they were walking down the path to her house, she started getting excited.
“I can’t wait for you all to meet my cats!”
Shizuku nodded, walking alongside her. It seemed the dark haired girl subconsciously stuck near (Name). Maybe it was her soothing presence, maybe it was because she was the only other girl in the group, but she felt pulled towards her. “Pakunoda liked cats.”
A silence fell over the group, (Name)’s smile fading. “Yeah…”
The awkward silence of was broken when Franklin breathed in, his eyebrows furrowing.
“Is that…”
He pushed between (Name) and Shizuku, walking forward. “Smoke.”
(Name) blinked, tilting her head. “Smoke? Why would there be smoke? Maybe one of my neighbors is burning leaves or something…”
Shalnark and Franklin glanced at each other as they continued walking.
As they drew closer to (Name)’s home, the smell of smoke became more intense. At some point, (Name)’s walk became a jog, before she started straight up sprinting.
“No… no it can’t be!”
Her home, or at least what was left of it came into view. Shalnark was running after her, attempting to grab her arm to pull her away but she moved too quick.
“Tammy! Missy!” she screamed out. Her home was in ashes, the surrounding fruit trees burnt to a crisp. (Name)’s eyes filled with tears, stepping over what once used to be the threshold of her home.
“(Name)!”
Shalnark pulled her back by the waist, causing the girl to kick and scream. “No, let me go! I have to search for my cats! I c-“
“Use Gyo!”
She paused, focusing her aura into her eyes.
She scanned the rubble of her home, seeing no aura. “See? They aren’t here. Even if they were… killed in the fire, there would still be a faint aura lingering for a few days at least.”
She relaxed, taking in a few breaths before turning on her heels. “Their cat sitter… I told her she could take them to her house if she was too busy. She must have them!”
Shalnark nodded, gesturing for her to call her cat sitter. She walked off to speak to the cat sitter as the others inspected her home.
Shizuku shrugged. “It’s possible something caught fire inside. Maybe the cat sitter left the stove on.”
“No, it reeks of gasoline.” Franklin said with a shake of his head.
“Who would do this? (Name) doesn’t have any enemies, she’s-“
Shalnark paused, taking a better look at the scorched doorframe. There was something etched into the wood, his eyes widening in anger.
It was a star, with an eye in the middle.
“That’s… the symbol of the human traffickers that hurt (Name).” Shalnark said, just loud enough for the others to hear him, but quiet enough that it didn’t reach (Name).
Shalnark took a picture of the mark. “I’m glad we came with her. There’s no telling what could of happened had she been alone.”
Shizuku left the others, again wandering towards (Name). The girl gave Shizuku a smile, causing her to tilt her head.
“Hey!”
(Name) came walking back with Shizuku in tow, a smile on her face. “She has my cats, so they’re safe.”
“That’s great news, (Name).” Shalnark said, giving her the best smile he could. His mind was racing, trying to sort everything out. ‘Are they back? Why would they burn her home down? It doesn’t make sense… at least we have a confirmation that the organization is indeed still active.’
(Name) sighed, sitting down on the remnants of her porch. “I guess this means that I’m homeless. Again.” she huffed, Shizuku sitting next to her.
“Hey, (Name)?”
She looked to see Shalnark standing before her. He was smiling, but it was strained. “Yes?”
The blonde took a moment to respond, picking his words carefully. “I… think it’s best if you come with us.”
“… I mean I’m not against it, but why?”
Shalnark bit his lip. He didn’t want to bring up the painful memories of her past. He knew full well that her mood would be soured, and she didn’t have Feitan to clingy to for comfort right now. “We’re going to see Fei.”
This was a detail they’d left out. “You’re… what? Why didn’t you tell me before?”
He looked away, rubbing his neck. “We figured he would prefer if you didn’t come, considering how dangerous it was on Greed Island. But…”
The image of the mark on the doorframe flashed in his head. “Things have changed. We aren’t exactly traveling to meet him anyways, we were just getting ready for when he came back through the console. That and get as close as we can to greed island.”
“But… greed island is a game, is it not?”
As Shalnark explained that, the sun started to go down. “Ah, we should get a hotel for the night.”
———————
The next morning, (Name) woke up the the sound of arguing. Her and Shizuku had shared a room for the night, the girl stirring in the other bed.
“It’s too early in the morning for them to be fighting.” Shizuku groaned, covering her head with a pillow. (Name) patted her back.
“I’ll go talk to them. You rest.”
Shizuku peeked from under her pillow as (Name) left the room, feeling fuzzy. She couldn’t deny that it felt nice to have someone worry about such an insignificant thing as her getting to sleep in. ‘She’s nice…’
(Name) knocked on the boys hotel room. “Hey, why are you arguing s-“
The door swung open, revealing a disgruntled Feitan. “Fei!”
She tackled him in a hug, sending them both sprawling to the floor. The man yelped, and the rest of the men stared wide eyed. They’d never heard him make that sound before.
“(Name).”
He stared up at her, cupping her cheek as gently as he could. Feitan was conflicted. He was excited to see her again, but when Shalnark informed him of what happened… he felt his blood pressure rise.
“I missed you…” (Name) said softly, leaning into his touch. It was hard for him not to cave and pull her in, to press kisses into her soft cheeks, but he held back.
He didn’t want the others to think he was weak, after all.
“Just saw me few days ago.” he said in a hushed voice, helping her stand up. She pouted, putting her hands on her hips.
“I always miss you, Fei. Even if it’s only been a few days.”
‘Fuck.’
She always knew how to make his heart race with just a few words. The dark haired man didn’t answer her, instead sitting on one of the beds.
“So, we’re going to be visiting greed island, yeah? When do we leave?” (Name) asked, plopping down onto the bed. Feitan shrugged.
“Want to do soon as possible.”
As they spoke about their plans, (Name) leaned her head against Feitan’s shoulder, still tired. It was only 7 am, and they’d gone to bed late due to Shizukus ramblings.
As she dozed off, Feitan allowed her to lie her head in his lap instead. “Always falling asleep.” he said, running his hand over her hair. “Should be more alert.”
She hummed softly. “When I’m around you, I know I can let my guard down for a bit…”
Feitan’s hand trembled ever so slightly as he continued to run his hand over her hair. Once she was asleep, the conversation shifted. “Said you found mark of human trafficking?” Feitan asked, his hand trembling for an entirely different reason now.
Shalnark nodded, leaning against the wall as he pulled up the picture on his phone. “Yep, clear as day. I assume they had some part in burning down her house.”
Feitan cursed, gritting his teeth. “Bastards. What more they want from her? Haven’t taken enough?”
Franklin grunted. “One of the last orders from the Boss was to get as much information on that organization as possible.”
“Yeah.” Feitan said, looking down at (Name). She looked so peaceful in her sleep, despite all the horror she’d been through, despite the fact her house had been burned to a crisp.
“What are we gonna do about the girl?” Kortopi asked, pointing a finger in (Name)’s direction.
“Well we can’t just leave her alone. They’re obviously after her, for some reason or another.” Shalnark pointed out.
“And she’s the only link we have to the organization that was taking Meteor City kids.” Franklin said, looking down at the girl.
“She stay with me.” Feitan answered, placing a hand on her back and rubbing soothingly. “My woman. Need her to be safe.”
Phinks walked in then, carrying a few takeout bags with Shizuku in tow. “Hey, I got breakfast.”
——————
After breakfast, (Name) left to go change into some new clothes. She was happy she overpacked, considering all the clothes she left behind in her home were now gone.
Feitan accompanied her, not wanting to let the girl out of his sight. “Hurry up.” he grumbled, waiting on her bed.
She walked out of the bathroom wearing a pair of jean overalls and a pink turtleneck underneath. There was a cute bunny stitched into the chest pocket, Feitan finding her adorable.
“I thought this would be warm and cute. What do you think, Fei?”
He stared at her for a moment before answering. “Warm definitely.”
She giggled, slipping into her sneakers. “Fei~”
“… yes?”
She leaned forward, giving him a hug. “I wasn’t joking when I said I missed you. The last few days have been tough, and…”
He could her her choking up, and it broke his heart. He shushed her with a squeeze to her thigh, causing the girl to yelp. “I’m here now. Protect you.”
She nodded, nuzzling into his shoulder. “Thank you, Fei…”
He held her close, the thought of her returning home alone and possibly being hurt by the people who caused her so much pain as a child made his blood boil. Feitan couldn’t let her be alone, now that he knew they were after her.
They left the hotel at 8:30 am, and got on a boat to sail towards green island at around 10 am.
By the time they reach it, it was nearly sunset. (Name) was being carried by Feitan after falling asleep again, and their interaction with Razor after breaking into Greed Island sent them back to the nearest shoreline.
“Fuck, that was just a huge waste of time!” Phinks groaned out, kicking the nearest tree. It toppled over, nearly crushing Franklin.
“Hey, quiet. She sleeps.” Feitan hissed out, holding (Name) close. Phinks huffed, marching away to let some steam off.
“Guess we’ll get back in the “legal” way next.” Shalnark said, keeping his voice low.
Feitan didn’t like this idea. Bringing (Name) back into Greed Island posed more risks to her safety, but there was no way he’d leave her alone without someone he trusted to watch over her.
“Have to make quick. Can’t let her be alone too long. Risky.”
(Name) stirred in his arms, the man patting her back to help her ease back into a more restful sleep.
The group returned to the game, seeing Chrollo’s name had been registered there. Unfortunately it wasn’t Chrollo’s but Hisoka.
The good news was, there was an exorcist that could remove Kurapika’s nen blade in Chrollo’s heart.
As plans were carried and deals were made, (Name) was kept distracted by Shizuku, who had plenty to talk about, even if most of her rambles were idle chat that didn’t mean much. (Name) listened intently though, occasionally butting in to share her opinion.
This seemed to make Shizuku quite happy. Not many people listened to her rants, and she finally had an outlet.
“(Name).”
The two turned to see Feitan returning, looking tired. (Name) jumped up from her seat on a stump, walking over.
“We leaving.”
He handed her and Shizuku a leave card each.
———————
(Name) sat on the old sofa of an abandoned house, occasionally sneezing. It was dusty and cold, but not that awful. At least there was a roof over her head.
The group made the abandoned house their temporary hideout as they discussed certain matters.
“It’ll take the exorcist at least a few months to find and help Chrollo. It’s best we go our separate ways and rest until we get word from them.”
(Name) frowned at this. The past few days she’s been so busy moving place to place that she hadn’t even had the time to grieve the loss of her home, or form any plans on what she’d do about it.
‘I could return to my parents house, but it’s already crowded there, and it will just worry mom and dad…’ she thought, sighing into the apple juice box Feitan had stolen for her.
“What’s wrong?” Shalnark asked, noticing (Name)’s sad sighs. “You’ve been sighing for the better part of two hours.”
“What doesn’t she have to be sad about? Her house burnt down.” Shizuku pointed out, causing (Name) to sigh again.
“Do you have somewhere to stay?”
(Name) looked up to see Phinks standing over her. She had always found him to be a bit intimidating, but now his voice was soft and caring.
“No… I mean yes, but… I could stay with my parents but they have a lot to deal with already and I don’t want to worry them.”
Feitan held onto her hand. “… could stay with me.”
(Name) looked up, her cheeks warm. “W-what?”
“Yeah!” Shalnark agreed enthusiastically. “Fei, Phinks, and I are all roommates! There’s a spare bedroom we use for…”
He wanted to say the room they used to keep Feitan’s victims in before being taken down to the basement, but he was quick to clear his throat. “We use for storage. You can stay there while you get your affairs in order!”
She began to tear up, causing all three of the usually cold hearted men to tense up. “Thats so sweet of you to say… I really don’t want to be a burden…”
“No. Not burden.”
Feitan held onto her hand tightly, not caring that the others were looking at him. “Important.”
Nobunaga leaned against the wall, nodding. “Not only did Uvo and Paku adore you, but the boss said treat you as our own, and we don’t leave our comrades out on the street.”
Feitan swiped away her tears with his calloused fingers. “You take care of me, I take care of you.”
This was what sent (Name) over the edge. She began openly sobbing, leaning her head against Feitan’s chest. “Th-thank you Fei! I love you…”
He wrapped his arms around his, feeling his face turn red. “… we leave in morning. Make sure you packed up.”
——————
They reached Feitan’s shared home a few days later. (Name) was exhausted from the constant travel, and just wanted to collapse into the guest bedrooms bed.
However, when she tried to open the door, she was blocked by Shalnark. “Woah, uh, you can’t go in there yet. We still have to… clear things out.”
She raised an eyebrow, but was too tired to question it. Instead, she plopped down onto the couch to nap, before she fell asleep, she noticed how filthy the home was.
There were fruit flies everywhere, dirty dishes in the sink, dirty clothes strewn across the floor. ‘I have my work cut out for me…’ (Name) thought as she drifted off to sleep, pulling the throw blanket over herself.
She woke up a few hours later, feeling refreshed yet exhausted at the same time. The house reeked like rotting food, sweat, and dirty laundry.
“Okay boys.”
She stood before the three, who she’d called into the living room. “We got your room cleared out!” Shalnark said cheerily.
“Good boy. Anyways-“
Shalnark’s jaw dropped as she continued talking, having to cross his legs to hide his boner.
“This house is a wreck. I say this with love, truly, BUT HOW DO YOU LIVE LIKE THIS?? I saw a dirty sock in the fridge!!”
“It’s not dirty, I like to keep my socks cold.” Phinks said, shrugging.
“Okay if you want to keep your socks in the fridge at least put it in a ziplock bag. Our food is in there.”
“We don’t have ziplock bags.”
“And that ties into my next point. There’s like nothing here! If you told me this house was abandoned I would believe you. There’s no rags, no oven mitts, no silverware.”
Feitan shrugged. “None can cook. Eat out.”
She groaned. “Fei, sweetheart, that’s not sustainable.”
“Still alive.” He countered.
(Name) rubbed her temple. “Okay, I see that talking this out is useless. I’m going to town and getting the essentials, then I’ll be cleaning this house so living here will be tolerable.”
‘She ain’t even been here a day and she’s already acting like she owns the place.’ Phinks thought, amused.
She begin to pull out her wallet, but Feitan snatched it out of her hand. “Hey!”
“What you doing??”
She huffed, reaching for her wallet. “I was seeing what my budget would be for shopping.”
He raised an eyebrow. “We give you money for that. Don’t spend your own.”
“But…”
Feitan placed her wallet in his pocket. “Stolen money, don’t worry.”
She pursed her lips. ‘That doesn’t help anything.’ she thought, pulling her backpack on.
“I’m going into town. I’ll be back in an hour.”
Feitan was about to offer to accompany her, but Shalnark pulled him back. “Hey, we need to talk over some things.”
He glanced at (Name), who was walking out the door before signing. “Wear mask on face. Keeps you from being recognized.” he called out after her.
“Okay!”
They waited for her to fade close the before her before speaking.
“When she was sleeping at the hotel, I found a tracking device on her.”
Feitan’s casual grip on the wall next to him turned into a tight grip, small cracks forming in it. “What?”
Shalnark nodded. “It was pretty advanced tech, it took me nearly 30 minutes to remove it. I ended up driving a good ways away from the hotel and leaving it in a trash can in the next town. Hopefully that will get whoever has been tracking her off her trail.”
Feitan could barely hear him, he was panicking. ‘Who would want to track her!?’
Phinks put a hand on his shoulder. “Hey, man, it’s going to be alright. He removed the tracker, so no one will know she’s here.”
Feitan nodded slowly, moving to sit on the couch.
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(Name) grunted, struggling to carry the groceries and essential items she bought for the house. It was as much as she could get in one trip, she’d have to go with the others the next day for more.
“I’m home!”
Shalnark was quick to run to the door and help her with the bags she was carrying in. “Woah, you sure got a lot.”
She nodded, gesturing for him to walk towards the kitchen. Shalnark followed behind her, putting things up as she took things out. “I saw there were no cleaning supplies besides a broom, mop, and bleach, so I went ahead and got all the essentials!”
She began unloading cleaning supplies, pulling on a pair of gloves. “Shalnark, please vacate the area. I need to get into the zone.”
He stifled a laugh at how serious she looked, just giving her a nod before leaving the kitchen. Once he was out of earshot, (Name) turned on her phone and started playing pop music as she got to work.
Shalnark glanced back at the kitchen before walking down the basement stairs, the sounds of muscle tearing and blood dripping barely fazing him. “Hey, Fei?”
The dark haired man looked up from his victim, eyes narrowed. “What? Busy.”
“Please… help…”
Shalnark ignored the poor bastard on the table. His rib cage was exposed, Feitan occasionally snapping a rib then chuckling.
“I just wanted to tell you (Name) is home, so try to be more quiet.”
Fei perked up at that, dropping his pliers onto the man’s chest before pulling off his blue rubber gloves. “She home? When she get back?”
“Just a few minutes ago, and she’s on a cleaning spree.”
Feitan snorted, walking over to the deep stainless steel sink to wash his hands and upper arms. “Would do that.”
He followed Shalnark upstairs, stopping when they reached the kitchen door. The sound of some love song was playing behind it, with (Name) singing along.
They looked at each other before entering.
“Holy shit.”
In the fifteen minutes Shalnark had been gone, she’s nearly transformed the place from a pigsty to a functional kitchen.
There was something cooking on the stove, steam rising from a large pot they hadn’t had before. It smelled amazing, causing Shalnark to sigh contentedly.
She placed the last dish they had, which was not many, onto a towel she was using to let them dry. (Name) looked up, giving them a smile. “Hey, boys, I was just finishing up with the kitchen. I’m making some stew for dinner, it should be ready in an hour or so.”
Shalnark fell at her feet, wrapping his arms around her legs and nuzzling against her thighs. “You’re an angel, sent from above!”
Feitan was quick to scoot Shalnark out of the way with his food, growling lowly as he pulled (Name) into his arms. He didn’t like others touching what was his, especially not someone like Shalnark who was good with women.
“Aww, Fei, what’s wrong?”
(Name) cupped his cheek, giving him a concerned look. “He’s just jealous.” Shalnark blurred out before running away from Feitan.
She shook her head at the two, getting back to work.
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By the time dinner was ready, she finished throwing away all of the old food and picking up the laundry strewn across the living room. The house was far from clean, but it certainly looked better.
“This is delicious!” Shalnark explained, wolfing down the stew (Name) prepared. She blushed, waving her hand dismissively.
“It’s just a simple stew, nothing special.”
“Still, it’s quite tasty.” Phinks said, taking another bite.
Feitan ate silently, but he too was enjoying his meal. It reminded him of the days he spent living with (Name), and his heart fluttered when he remembered that those days would be able to continue, considering she lived with them now.
“Tomorrow I’m going grocery shopping again. It was hard to carry it all back alone so could one of you come with me?”
Although Feitan wanted to volunteer, his hands were tied. Phinks raised his hand. “I’ll go. I’m not busy tomorrow.”
With that, the group finished dinner and went their separate ways for bed.
(Name) entered what would be her room for the first time, sighing softly. The room was plain, with a queen size bed, ratty gray comforter, and a desk next to it. She huffed when she plopped down onto the bed.
“It’ll keep me warm tonight at least, but I’ll have to add a comforter to the list for tomorrow.”
A knock at the door made her jump. “Come in?”
Feitan opened the door, peeking in. “(Name).”
The dark haired man approached her, sitting on the bed. “Doing alright?”
(Name) sighed, leaning her head against his shoulder. “I guess. It’s all a lot to handle. The last week has been exhausting.”
Feitan nodded slowly, his finger rubbing circles into the back of her hand. “Understandable. Lost home.”
She turned to him suddenly, smiling. “I’m just glad I have you, Fei. Without you, I would have…”
She stopped, her eyes half lidded as she looked at him. They were so close, noses nearly touching. Feitan swallowed, feeling his heart begin to race.
“Feitan?”
He took a moment to answer, his eyes on her lips. “Yes?”
She leaned forward, inching ever closer. “Would it… would it be okay if I kissed you right now?”
She didn’t receive an audible answer, instead, Feitan’s hand shot out and pulled her in by the front of her shirt, crashing his lips into hers.
His arms wrapped around her, pulling her as close as possible as he kissed her. She relaxed into the kiss, reaching up to run her fingers through his hair, mewling into his mouth when his tongue began to dance with hers.
He pulled away, panting as he stared at her. “Wanted… wanted to do that for long time.”
Her face was hot, the girl nodding slowly. “Me too…”
Although Feitan wanted to pin her down and take her now, he knew she was exhausted. So the man stood, planting a kiss on the top of her head. “Goodnight (Name).”
She pulled him down for another kiss, causing the dark haired man to melt. When she pulled away, he was staring at her with the softest eyes she’d ever seen him make. “Goodnight, Fei.”
Feitan sunk onto his bed, stroking his cock to the feeling of her lips on his that still lingered. He wanted nothing more than to have her pussy sinking onto his cock, to hear her little moans and whimpers, but…
He came, staring up at the ceiling.
Feitan wouldn’t be able to wait for her much longer.
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jenntastic10 · 10 months
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*ZanZi Fun¡*
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Hanna Zanzi w. the Angela Davis griptape.
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mx-myth · 3 months
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Many thanks to @omgpurplefattie! Reading your wip was *chef's kiss* I love horsegirl dfs. I was going to wait for WIP Wednesday but thank you giving me the opportunity to post earlier (and also for being the reason I started posting on ao3 again, your reblog tag about dfs and fdb wearing llh's zanzi really stuck with me). This is from my post-canon amnesia difang au:
“Niang!” A young man - practically still a boy, his high ponytail waving behind him - practically crashes through the front gate. “I’m home! I still haven’t-” Nausea swarms his head as he looks at him. When he had woken up on the banks of that river he hadn’t felt that anything was missing. The habits that were performed jerkily as he realised he didn’t know what he was doing were ignored. But the sight of this young man now - this boy, in his light blue robes with golden detailing, with a matching set of huwan and a belt in a darker blue - carves too deeply inside him, shining a light on a deep, yawning maw of a cavity he didn’t know was there. The feeling only intensifies as the boy stops dead in his tracks, staring at him. His skin is several shades too pale to be healthy, the bones in his face too sharp even with the obvious baby fat still lingering, his eyes too bright in the way of a chronic insomniac. He knows the glint of it intimately; he’s already seen it too often in his own eyes. His voice is too high when he speaks, wavering and cracking right down the middle. “Lao-Di?” He stares at him more. Everything buzzes; he can hear every bird for three li, every person moving in the house, every vein pulsing blood in his body, and yet the only noise he can seem to focus on is the rabbit-fast beating of this boy’s heart. He can’t move as he stumbles towards him. The sword shards poke at him mercilessly as this boy falls to his knees beside him. “Lao-Di? Lao-Di?! What’s wrong, answer me!” He thrusts his palm into his face. He hadn’t even thought about putting internal energy into it, though the angry noise from Master He says that she absolutely thought he had. This confusing boy just catches his wrist and grips him like a lifeline. The terrified look on his face transforms into horror once he gets a good look at his palm. “Fang Duobing?” He asks roughly.
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thefourthhexgirl · 1 year
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A generic term for a hairpin in China. Hairpins can be made out of various materials such as jade, gold, silver, ivory, bronze, bamboo, carved wood, tortoiseshell, and bone. Ji also goes by other names such as fazan, zanzi, and chai depending on the style and construction.
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Joan Crawford and Lon Chaney in The Unknown (Tod Browning, 1927)
Cast: Lon Chaney, Joan Crawford, Norman Kerry, Nick De Ruiz, John George, Frank Lanning. Screenplay: Tod Browning, Waldemar Young, based on a novel by Mary Roberts Rinehart; titles: Joseph Farnham. Cinematography: Merritt B. Gerstad. Art direction: Richard Day, Cedric Gibbons. Film editing: Harry Reynolds, Errol Taggart. 
One of the kinkier movies in the Lon Chaney filmography, The Unknown betrays its pre-Code nature very early. It's set in a circus where we see women in the audience ogling a performance by the strong man, Malabar (Norman Kerry). But the mother of one of the oglers, sitting across the aisle, hisses at her son to "go home and take off that dress." Chaney plays Alonzo, whose knife-throwing act involves his lovely assistant, Nanon (Joan Crawford), the daughter of the money-grubbing Zanzi (Nick De Ruiz), owner of the circus. What makes Nanon's job more perilous is that Alonzo throws the knives with his feet, being armless. Eventually Alonzo's attraction to Nanon will involve murder, dismemberment, and a love triangle in which Alonzo almost tears his rival, Malabar, to pieces. Chaney's gift for physical transformation reaches a new peak in the movie, which requires him to do everything from throwing knives to drinking from a teacup with his toes. In fact, although Chaney learned to do many of these things, some of the actions were performed by his body double, Paul Desmuke, who was in fact armless. Careful camera manipulation kept Chaney's upper body in the frame as Desmuke actually lit cigarettes and threw knives with his feet. The Unknown was one of Crawford's earliest featured performances, in a role that MGM originally wanted Greta Garbo to play. She's still a little raw as an actress, but her presence outshines that of her leading man, Kerry, whose career fizzled as hers ignited. The Unknown, one of eight movies director Tod Browning made with Chaney, lacks the sympathy for the physically divergent of Browning's most notorious film, Freaks (1932), although Alonzo's dwarf assistant, Cojo (John George), sometimes serves as the moral corrective to Alonzo's schemes.  
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everglow-ing · 2 years
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ok so i know the gray man wasn't the best flick ever but i thoroughly enjoyed watching the goose portray an implicated bi assassin looking the most jacked i've ever seen taking us on a break-neck journey jumping from airplanes without a parachute and stabbing people in the neck with a (zanzi, chai? correct me if i'm wrong) and being highly annoyed 99.03% of the time ea; getting dragged into regé-jean's shady biz, secret trap doors, which dickwad is shooting at me now, dhanush showing up to the party to get his kicks etc. while getting saved and/or being bossed around by ana de armas, jessica henwick and alfre woodard. it's not just another thursday because on top of that there's chris evans and his unhinged mustache kidnapping his fairy godmother's niece, the kid he accidentally acquired, and my mans ends up destroying a city center and a historic building in the process of saving their asses all the while chewing on that bubblicious. it's so dumb and over the top and there's going to be a sequel and i love it.
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"L'inconnu" (The Unknown), film muet réalisé par Tod Browning en 1927
Principaux acteurs :
Lon Chaney as Alonzo the Armless
Norman Kerry as Malabar the Mighty
Joan Crawford as Nanon Zanzi (Estrellita in the original script)
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ellenya · 4 months
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Bruce (@rabbruad1) wrote:
‘Zanzibar has it’s own national candy bar. It’s called The Zanzi Bar. ‘You should try it Bru.’
We travel far by plane and car to get a Zanzi Bar from the bazaar at Zanzibar. It’s the star of the candybar memoir- it really raises the bar. Can we stop at Myanmar on the way home, Bru? My aunty Mar would like some Zanzi bars too.
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Coming in February 2023 from Vault Comics:
GODFELL #1 Writer: Christopher Sebela Artist: Ben Hennessy Colorist: Triona Farrell & Vittorio Astone Letterer: Jim Campbell Cover A: Ben Hennessy Cover B: Nathan Gooden
Synopsis: One sunny day in the land of Kerethim, God falls dead from the sky. The impact sends out shockwaves that draw in royal families at war, shadowy creatures of the dark, and armies of the dispossessed, all coming to lay claim to parts of God’s body. Into this power struggle wanders Zanzi Vuiline, a soldier and berserker trying to get home from a years-long war. Forced to fight her way through the strange landscapes in and on God’s corpse, from the soles of its feet through the top of its head, Zanzi will acquire a mysterious traveling companion on her own pilgrimage.
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pi-ying-xi · 11 months
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That last scene of the last episode of The Ingenious One gave me such wangxian feels:
"Wei Ying." Wei Wuxian stops playing the flute, turns around, smiles.
Kou Lianyi takes off the zanzi Yun Xiang made for her, looks at it, appears to come to a decision. A familiar, tentative finger taps at her shoulder. Lianyi looks up, smiles.
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bwabys-scenarios · 9 months
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Reunited
Part 35
Illumi x Reader x Feitan(+Kurapika)
part 34
Routes to take
warning: SMUT, FINALLY!! pussy eating, talks of breeding, bj, creampie, Kurapika is sweet and takes care of you!! Also yes she’ll be fucking Fei AND illumi in the future so no complaining!!!
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(Name) walked up the stairs to Kurapika’s room, Leorio staring at her wide eyed when she walked through the door.
“Oh wow. You look, um…”
“You look stunning…”
Kurapika was sitting up in bed, a tray containing the soup (Name) had made on his lap.
The girl blushed, placing her purse on the table before pulling off the long white gloves a feitan had given her. “Oh, um, thank you. Sorry I was gone for so long.”
Kurapika shook his head, his eyes moving from her chest to her exposed thigh. “Don’t apologize, I heard you’ve been by my side day and night since you were told about my condition.”
(Name) took over feeding Kurapika, blowing on each spoonful before offering it to him.
“You’re an amazing cook, I’m already feeling much better.”
He did look a little better, able to sit up by himself without falling over, but (Name) still pouted.
“You’re not thinking of getting up anytime soon, are you?”
Kurapika chuckled. “Well, I was planning on leaving tomorrow with my boss, but…”
He placed a hand on her cheek. “I promised I would take you on a date, right?”
She nodded, leaning into his touch, kissing his palm.
“Ew, get a room you two!” Leorio yelled, making gagging sounds.
“Don’t worry, I plan to.”
Both Leorio and (Name)’s jaws dropped at that statement.
A few hours passed, Kurapika eventually able to walk upstairs to talk with Gon about his nen training. As he did, she got a phone call from Feitan.
“(Name), got you something. Heard about Greed Island?”
She tilted her head, leaning against the outside wall of the motel. “Yeah, I have.”
“Got you copy. Leaving it in your apartment along with console. Phinks wrote a note explaining how to find us once you’re in game.”
(Name) pouted. “So you’re going into the game?”
“Yes. For own reasons. Hope… hope I’ll see you there.”
She was quiet for a moment. “I might be a few days late, but I’ll come. I heard it’s dangerous though.”
“Don’t worry, we protect you. Always.”
She felt her heart skip a beat, clutching the fabric of her shirt. “Alright… I’m in. I have to go now, please be safe Fei. I love you.”
Feitan gripped his phone tighter, glancing at Phinks before responding.
“… see you then.”
(Name) giggled to herself when he hung up. ‘God he’s so cute. Maybe I’ll be nice and kiss him when I see him again.’
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(Name) watched over Kurapika’s recovery another day before she sat down next to him with an offer.
“Would… would you like to come stay at my condo? It’ll be a lot more comfortable there.”
His eyes widened and his cheeks turned pink. She was offering for him to stay with her.
Alone.
“Oh… that does sound nice. You sure it won’t be a bother?”
(Name) shook her head quickly. “Not at all!”
She left to call a taxi for the two, waving as she walked down the stairs. He couldn’t help but sigh, brushing back his hair and smiling.
Leorio plopped down onto the couch in front of Kurapika. “Wow, she’s inviting you over to her place, huh? You know what that means.”
Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “What are you implying, Leorio?”
He snickered. “You might just get lucky. I’ve seen the way you two have been looking at each other. I’m surprised you haven’t pounced on her yet.”
Kurapika huffed. “I would never ‘pounce’ on her. I love (Name), if she never wanted to have… make…”
He blushed trying to get the words out. “If she never wanted to go any further than kissing that would be fine with me. It’s not about… that.”
Leorio waved his hand dismissively, giving the poor flustered blonde a break. “Yeah, yeah. I’m just saying she’s been giving you some pretty strong signals. Try and… be gentle with her alright?”
Kurapika groaned. “Please shut up.”
(Name) arrived back a moment later, smiling at Kurapika and Leorio. “They’ll be here in 15 minutes.”
While they waited, Kurapika packed his meager belongings, butterflies in his stomach. He was excited to spend more time with (Name). Even being near her was enough to make him blush, the thought of potentially sleeping in the same bed with her, even without sex, made his head spin.
“Kurapika, he’s here!”
He ran down the stairs and climbed into the cab, sliding in next to (Name). Kurapika was still tired, but he had nearly recovered. Another day and he’d be good as new.
“When we get to my condo, I’ll start on some dinner. There’s a TV and some books you can read if you get bored!”
He leaned his head against her shoulder, glad he was tired so she wouldn’t question. Not like she would anyways, but Kurapika didn’t know that.
“I don’t think I could ever be bored when you’re around.”
(Name) giggled at this, the sound making Kurapika smile. He’d forgotten how much he loved to hear her laugh.
They arrived at (Name)’s condo, the girl carrying Kurapika’s bag for him. When he attempted to protest, she stuck her tongue out at him.
“Noope, you’re not feeling well! I’ll be taking care of you, Mister!”
He couldn’t argue with her, especially when she was being this cute. “Alright, but when I’m better I get to carry you around as much as I want.”
“Deal.”
She set him up on the couch, unpacking his bag and throwing the machine washable clothes he had into the wash. Kurapika relaxed on the couch with a cup of tea, watching some random cartoon movie she put on.
“I hope you don’t mind baked chicken for dinner.”
He smiled and sipped his tea. “That sounds lovely, angel.”
She still wasn’t used to that nickname, her legs rubbing together slightly. He didn’t miss this small motion, his eyes lingering on her bare thighs before he looked away.
‘Can’t get too excited. Not until I’m sure she wants me.’
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After dinner Kurapika took a shower. She left a freshly washed pair of his pajamas on the bathroom counter for him along with a fluffy towel.
He walked out of the shower with his hair still wet. Kurapika shyly sat down on the floor in front of her.
“Oh, do you want me to dry it again?”
He nodded. “Yes, I’ve wanted that since you did it last.”
She began drying it. “Really? I don’t mind doing it at all, you know. Honestly, I enjoy spending time with you.”
He was glad she couldn’t see just how red his cheeks had gotten when she said that. “I hope… we can spend a lot of time together.”
He relaxed under her gentle touch, leaning back against her knees. (Name) giggled and kissed the top of his head, causing him to look up in surprise, and her to place a kiss on his lips.
Kurapika’s eyes widened a bit before he sighed into the kiss, reaching his hand up to caress her cheek. When he pulled away his eyes were half lidded, staring up at her.
“You’re so affectionate lately. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy it, but…”
He crossed his legs. “It makes me want more.”
She looked away from him and tried not to blush, but he could tell she was flustered. “Oh…”
She continued to dry his hair, humming the Kurtan lullaby he taught her months ago. It felt nice to receive all of her attention for once, with no one else to get in the way.
“It’s dry, now. I’ll get changed, you can get into bed.”
Kurapika blinked. “Into bed? Is this not your room?”
(Name) smiled at him, standing up and walking over to the bathroom. “Yes, it is. Would you rather sleep on the couch?”
He shook his head, plopping himself down onto her bed. “… much more comfortable here.”
She snickered and closed the bathroom door behind her.
Kurapika waited on the bed, glancing from the bathroom door, to his lap, to the bathroom door again until it opened.
She walked out in a short nightgown, rubbing at her eyes sleepily. “So, we going on that date tomorrow?”
When he looked closer he noticed just HOW short that nightgown was when she turned around to close the door behind her. It barely covered her entire ass, revealing the smallest hint of her panties at the hem of her dress.
Kurapika decided to look away before the urge to pull her dress up and panties down overwhelmed him.
She climbed into bed, seemingly unaware of her affect on him. (Name) pulled the cover up to her chin and looked at him, giggling.
“Earth to Kurapika. Are we going on that date tomorrow?”
He blinked, shaking his head to clear away his dirty thoughts.
“Oh, um… yes. You said you’d like to go to a cat cafe, yes? Melody said there’s a popular one near here. We can walk over for lunch.”
“Sounds like a plan!”
(Name) snuggled closer to him, the man’s breath hitching in his throat when she wrapped her arms around him. “Oh, don’t be shy. You can touch me if you’d like.”
Kurapika’s brain short circuited. His hands moved to hover around her hips for a moment before finally finding their place around her waist.
“You’re always so warm…” he said softly. Kurapika couldn’t help but nuzzle his face against her neck, causing the girl to gasp.
“Careful, I’m… a little sensitive there.”
He stopped for a moment, glancing at her from the corner of his eye before nipping at her neck gently.
“Eep!”
He felt her grip on him tighten, now feeling her leg wrap around his waist to pull him closer. Kurapika blinked. She was staring at him with wide, surprised eyes.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean t-“
She gave him a kiss to silence him. “Shh, it’s alright. You just surprised me is all.”
(Name) kissed across his jaw and to his neck. He was beginning to breathe heavy with all of this affection. Kurapika gasped when her tongue lapped at his skin, immediately moving his hands to grab her ass.
“Woah!”
(Name) giggled against his skin, causing him to whimper. Every little touch was sending him over the edge, the hardness between his legs making it obvious how much he wanted her.
He’d been having absolutely filthy thoughts about this woman for months, and now she was in bed next to him, kissing HIM!
Before she could even think, Kurapika hand was slipping from her waist to her panties, his fingers rubbing at her slit through the thin material.
(Name) hadn’t been expecting this, the woman letting out a yelp. “K-Kurapika!”
He could feel her grow wet through her panties. “Yes, angel?”
He applied more pressure, causing her to bury her face in his chest.
‘Cute…’
Soon enough he wasn’t satisfied with just rubbing her through her panties. Kurapika repositioned them so she was on her back and he was lying with his head between her legs.
(Name) blinked before she realized what had happened. Even in his weakened state, he’d flipped her over and gotten between her legs faster than she could think.
“I want you.”
He hooked his fingers under the waistband of her panties, staring up at her for approval. Kurapika waited patiently, knowing how scary it must be to have a man between her legs, possibly for the first time.
(Name) sighed softly. “Go ahead…”
She seemed a little hesitant, but there was excitement and lust lacing her voice. He pulled them down quickly, his breath hitching in his throat at the sight of her bare pussy.
(Name) immediately shut her legs out of instinct, gasping at the cold air fanning over her.
Kurapika seemed transfixed by her, his hands prying her thighs apart easily. She whimpered, a bit embarrassed for him to be looking at such an intimate area with those hungry eyes.
“God, you’re beautiful… better than I could have ever imagined.”
He propped himself up between her legs, getting comfortable. He planned on staying there a while, after all. “May I… have a taste?”
(Name) covered her face, unable to look him in the eye, but gave a nod of approval.
Kurapika would have liked for her to watch him enjoy his meal, but knew how flustered she must be. ‘It’s adorable, really.’
He kissed her thigh, nipping at her skin. “My angel. I’ve wanted this for so long, you know. It’s been hard to resist, ever since we first kissed.”
He kissed his way down until his lips met her inner thigh. “I’m going to start now, okay?”
“Okay…”
He lapped at her folds, causing her to grip the sheets. Kurapika couldn’t help but chuckle against her. “Are you sensitive here?”
He gently pulled her hips closer to his head, finally diving in. She gasped out, trying to steady herself by holding onto the bedsheets.
He seemed to notice het struggling, and pulled her hand towards his hair. “Hold on, angel.”
His tongue prodded at her clit, causing her to pull his hair and moan. He could feel her thighs squeeze him gently, almost cumming in his pants. Kurapika had imagined this exact scenario so many times, and now he was loving it.
Kurapika held onto her thighs as he gently sucked on her clit, his fingers making their way to her core. He slipped one of his fingers in, causing her to buck her hips into his face.
“Hnnn!”
He looked up to her, raising an eyebrow. “You’ll need to stay still, angel. It’ll be hard for me to make you feel good if you’re moving too much.”
“B-but it feels so good…”
The whine in her voice made his cock twitch. Kurapika took a deep breath before pulling her hips back into place and keeping a good grip on them to keep her from moving.
“I know, I know. Just be good for me, okay?”
She nodded, looking down at him with tears in her eyes.
“Okay…”
With that, he went back to eating her out, adding another finger. When she moved her hips to buck again, he kept her in place with his strong grip.
‘Hmm, she’s really tight. I’ll need to stretch her out on my fingers…’
“Ahh, t-too much!”
Kurapika gasped when she pulled at his hair more intensely, beginning to lose herself in pleasure.
“Getting close, huh?”
He moved his fingers in a scissoring motion, humming against her clit.
“‘P-pika…”
His eyes widened slightly. Was that some sort of nickname, or was she so close to her orgasm she was having trouble speaking? Either way, he liked it.
“Yes?”
She panted slightly, peeking down at him. “I’m… I’m…”
He paused his motions, smiling. “You’re what?”
She gasped, wiggling her hips. “D-don’t stop! Gonna cum!”
His breath hitched, the blonde immediately continued to finger her, faster this time.
He only slowed down when he felt her walls tighten around his fingers. She gasped and whines as she came, bucking her hips into his face.
This time he let her ride out her orgasm, continuing his assault on her clit until she finally calmed down.
As he heard her sigh, he began climbing on top of her, positioning his hips in between her legs. He wiped her juices from his chin, licking his fingers.
“I didn’t think anything than could taste sweeter than your lips…”
He kissed her cheek, his hands reaching down to his pants.
Before he began to unbutton his pants to chase his own high, he glanced down at her.
She was looking up at him with eyes she was barely able to keep open. He remembered how sleepy she had been even before they’d gotten into bed, knowing she’d had been staying up late to watch over him the past few days.
“Mmm, Kurapika? You gonna…” she yawned, rubbing her eyes. “You gonna continue?”
He pushed back his hair and gave her a smile. He positioned the two so they were laying on their sides, pulling her into his chest.
“Kurapika? Do you want me to…”
She trailed her hand down his chest, stopping right above the waistband to his pants. He grabbed her hand and dragged it back up to his lips, kissing each of her fingertips.
“No, it’s alright. You’re tired. We have to wake up early, remember?”
She pouted at him, nuzzling into his chest. “But… you made me feel so good, it’s not fair…”
He chuckled. “Making you feel good makes me happier than you’d think. That’s enough for me.”
Kurapika hissed when she pulled him closer with her leg. “Okay… goodnight…”
She was pressing up against him, falling asleep soon after. Kurapika sighed, pressing a sweet kiss to her lips before pulling away a bit to deal with the ache between his legs.
He ended up cumming all over her bare pussy, feeling a bit embarrassed about it. ‘Oh well, I’m sure she won’t mind.’
Kurapika felt weirdly uneasy over the fact his cum was on her, not IN her. He collected some of his cum on his finger, glancing up at her sleeping face before slipping it into her cunt.
‘There, that’s better.’
———————
“Kurapikaaa, wake up!”
The blondes eyes opened slowly, drinking in the sight before him.
(Name) was sitting on the bed next to him, wearing only a towel around herself. She must of just taken a shower.
“You can go ahead and take one. I was going to ask if you wanted to take a shower with me, but you wouldn’t wake up.”
She giggled when he turned red. “Shower with you? Damn it…”
He seemed disappointed he hadn’t woken up, a pout forming on his face.
“How about to make up for it, I give you a little peek?”
She toyed with her towel, giving him a teasing smile. He turned away quickly, waving his hand.
“Let’s… let’s wait until after the cafe. If I see you now, I won’t be able to control myself…”
It was her turn to be flustered now, the girl giggling. “Really? I didn’t know I had that much of an effect on you…”
She hid her face in her hands before leaving to get dressed in the bathroom.
‘She’s too cute. I need to claim her, before someone else does…’
He waited for her to get dressed, picking out his outfit for the day. When she walked out, he sighed dreamily.
“How’s this? It’s a little cold today.”
She was wearing a pair of jeans with a (fav color) cardigan and scarf. He reached out and fixed her scarf, smiling. “You’re adorable. The prettiest woman I’ve ever seen.”
She stared up at him with her jaw dropped, before running away. “You’re going to over heat me, I can only blush so much!”
He chuckled. “Sorry, angel. It’s hard to not compliment you when you’re finally here with me. I want to really… soak in our time together.”
Kurapika closed the bathroom door behind him and took a quick shower. (Name) dried his hair for him again, the man humming the lullaby along with her this time. He hadn’t felt this loved, this content in years. He hoped that if this was a dream, he’d never wake up.
They walked hand in hand down the street, occasionally stopping so (Name) could take a picture of them. His heart almost stopped when she made one of them her home-screen picture.
“Oh, there it is! They sell boba too!”
They entered the cafe, (Name) nearly jumping out of her boots in excitement. He couldn’t help but laugh at how happy she was. “I have cats, ya know? And I miss them so much. I can’t wait to hold one!”
Kurapika kissed the top of her head, the girl calming down enough to look up at him. “It’s our turn, angel.”
She followed him in, gasping. There were cats everywhere, in little cat trees, running across the floor, sitting on tables. (Name) pointed, starting to tear up. “Kurapika please help me pick which one to pet first, or I’ll get too overwhelmed.”
He crouched down and picked up a small orange kitten, holding it out to her. “How about this one?”
The kitten mewled in his arms, trying to escape. She picked it up and scratched under its chin, instantly calming it.
‘They say animals are drawn to pure individuals.’
He watched as various cats began to walk up to her, sniffing her legs before clinging up into her lap. She had to sit down so they could all be held by her.
“You sure are popular!”
He pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of (Name), the girl nearly completely covered in cats.
“This is the happiest day of my life.”
Kurapika smiled as she kissed the top of each cats head, cooing gently to the small creatures. “Kurapika this is the best date I’ve ever been on.”
“Angel, we’ve only been here for 10 minutes.” he said with a laugh.
“I know, my point still stands.”
The cats didn’t seem to pay much attention to Kurapika, following (Name) around as she played with and fed them treats. He swore his camera role might fill up entirely just with pictures of her.
Kurapika couldn’t help it though, especially when she looked so cute.
“Times up! Thank you for coming!”
The owner of the cafe walked into the room, giving them an apologetic smile. Kurapika had to help the owner pull the cats off of (Name) while she attempted to leave.
“Bye kitties, I’ll miss you!”
She pouted a bit as Kurapika led her away, a boba he ordered for her in his other hand. “We can come back later, if you want.”
She shook her head. “No, it’s fine. Why don’t you pick what we should do next?”
He blinked, sipping from her boba. “Hmm… honestly, I would prefer to just cuddle with you at home. Maybe grab some takeout?”
She nodded slowly, clinging to his arm. “You sure?”
He stopped and cupped her cheek, the girl flinching slightly from the coldness of his palm. “Of course. You being in my arms is all I want right now.”
“Kurapika… you’re just the sweetest.”
She kissed his palm, before holding it tightly. “If your hands were cold, you could have told me.”
She continued following behind him, now holding onto his hand tightly.
He couldn’t describe how he felt in that moment, happy would be an understatement. She made him feel whole, like he’d finally found the missing piece to the puzzle of his life.
And he wasn’t letting go anytime soon.
———————
They grabbed some lunch before arriving home. She pulled off her pants and ran to her room to slip into a pair of shorts to be more comfortable.
He blinked and stared the entire time, surprised she was this at ease around him to get half naked. ‘I know I saw her… exposed lower half last night, but seeing her in her underwear…”
He stared down at the tent rising in his pants. He quickly jumped on the couch and pulled a blanket over his form.
“Okay, I’m ready!”
(Name) turned on a random movie before climbing onto the couch and sitting next to him. She rested her hand against his thigh, smiling to herself when he tensed under her touch.
“Pikaa~”
He jumped a bit at the way she’d said his name. “… yes?”
She ran a finger up and down his thigh, giving him a pretty smile. “Can I… touch you?”
His entire face turned beet red, his eyes going wide. “T-touch me? Where?”
Kurapika could already tell what her answer would be by the way she glanced down to the tent forming in his pants. “Weren’t we supposed to be cuddling?”
She tilted her head. “Well if you just want to cuddle that’s-“
“No, no. I… I would like if you…”
He stuttered, obviously flustered. He’d never been touched by another person, and he’d been wanting her for months now.
“Hmm…”
She toyed with his tabard, looking up at him with those pretty (e/c) eyes. “Wanna go to the bedroom?”
He nodded a bit too earnestly, causing her to giggle. “Come, follow me.”
She led him by the hand to the bedroom, closing the door behind them. She sat him on the end after pulling his tabard off, leaving him only in his white underclothes.
She sat down on the floor in front of him, leaning her chin against his knee. “Could you take off your shirt for me, Pika?”
His heart began to thump against his chest painfully as he pulled his shirt off, exposing his pale chest. She tutted softly when she spotted new scars littering his skin. “You should really be more careful, you’re gonna end up really hurt…”
She scooted until she was between his legs and kissed a scar on his tummy. He whimpered, feeling her breasts rest against the bulge in his pants.
“You’re really cute, you know?”
He could only blush, his breath hitching in his throat when her palm rested on his bulge. She rubbed gently, looking up at him. “Want me to take your pants off?”
“P-please…”
She giggled and pulled the waistband of his pants down, blinking as his cock sprang forward and nearly smacked her in the face.
“Oh, wow…”
Kurapika couldn’t look, covering his eyes. He was super embarrassed to expose how much he wanted her.
“Kurapika, your cock is so pretty!”
He gasped at her foul language. “(Name)! That’s… that’s so dirty.”
“Really?”
She blew on his head, causing his cock to twitch. “H-hey!”
He opened his eyes to see her hand reaching out to touch him. He watched as her fingers wrapped along his length, the man neatly cumming instantly from her touch alone.
“H-hnnn… (Name)…”
She began stroking slowly, seemingly mesmerized by the way it twitched in her hand. “You know, I’ve never done anything like this before, so I’m sorry if I’m not that good. I’ll try to make you feel good though, okay?”
He panted softly, staring down at her with lust filled eyes. The way she looked at his cock with those big curious eyes both turned him on, and amused him.
“W-well I’m glad I could be the first one you… touch like this.”
(Name) leaned forward a bit, glancing up at him. “Oh, are you not a virgin too?”
His face turned even more red, if that was possible. “M-me? No, I am.”
She rubbed her legs together a bit, biting her lip. “Could have fooled me. You made me cum hard yesterday, better than I can do for myself.”
This filled him with a certain sense of pride, his cock twitching in her hand again. She took this as a chance to stick her tongue out and lick the tip lightly.
“(N-Name)!!!”
He gasped out, precum leaking from his tip. She giggled. ‘He really is a cutie.’
“Yes, Pika?”
He covered his mouth, his eyes burning a pretty shade of red. “P-please… do that again.”
She smiled. “Of course, sweetheart.”
He sighed dreamily when she leaned forward and took him into her mouth. She looked absolutely adorable as she bobbed her head slowly, pushing some of her hair out of her face.
Even doing something so lewd, she was still gentle and occasionally rubbed his thigh soothingly, glancing up to make sure he was enjoying himself.
After a bit she pulled back, letting his cock fall from her lips with a soft ‘pop!’. She smiled up at him, continuing to stroke him softly.
(Name) planted a sweet kiss on the tip, causing him to reach out and push her head back a little.
“No more, don’t wanna finish yet…”
She blinked and tilted her head. “Hmm? Do you wanna…”
He nodded, gesturing for her to stand up. She did, Kurapika holding onto her hips and pulling her in for a heated kiss.
He pulled away and stared at her with those scarlet eyes, a string saliva connecting they tongues.
“My perfect angel. I’m going to take your virginity today, okay?”
This made her face heat up. “… okay.”
Kurapika pulled her shirt over her head, pausing for a moment when he noticed she hadn’t worn a bra.
He hadn’t seen her breasts yet, and they certainly were an… eyeful…
“Mmm…”
He groped her chest, his hand squishing and squeezing them, a bit too rough. “H-hey, be gentle!”
She grabbed his hands and pouted at him. He looked up apologetically. “Sorry, I just got a little excited.”
He relaxed his grip, letting his thumbs run over her nipples gently. She sighed contentedly. “That’s better…”
His hands left her breasts, moving to her shorts to pull them down, exposing a pair of white panties with little scarlet hearts covering them. “Did you wear these for me?”
“Maybe!”
He pulled them down as well, looking her up and down. Now completely exposed, she felt the need to cover herself, but he grabbed her arms before she could.
“You’re beautiful, (Name). Don’t hide away from me.”
His fingers traced the stretch marks on her hips, before pulling her onto the bed with him.
She squeaked as he pinned her down, his face hovering over hers.
“Pika… you’ll be gentle right?”
She rubbed her legs together, glancing up at him with anxious eyes. (Name) was scared, yet aroused.
“Angel…”
He caressed her cheek, planting kisses all over her face. “Of course. If at any time you want me to stop, I will.”
He positioned himself between her hips, lining up with her cunt.
“Are you ready?”
She nodded slowly, pulling him closer so he’d kiss her as he slid in.
He pushed gently against her cunt, cooing in her ear when she whined in pain. “Shh, I know. We’re almost there, okay?”
He peppered kisses down her neck, his breath hitching as he pushed in further.
God, he wanted to thrust into her more than anything, pound into her until she was a mess, but he kept calm.
“Pika, it hurts…”
She whimpered, a few tears pooling in her eyes. He kissed them away, before finally bottoming out.
She immediately wrapped her legs around his hips, desperate for his comfort. He held onto her, rubbing soothing circles into her thighs.
“It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m right here…”
It took a few minutes for her to get adjusted to his size. He was about six inches, but girthy, and the stretch was a bit painful.
“P-pika?”
He swallowed, staring down at where they were connected. She could feel his cock twitch inside her. “Yes?”
“… you can… you can move now.”
He glanced back up to see her biting her lip, her hips moving ever so slightly against him.
He didn’t need her to say it twice. He slowly pulled his hips back, hissing at the feeling of her walls gripping him so tightly.
“Hnnn, angel…”
He pushed back in, (Name) bouncing slightly from the force. “Eep!”
He moved in and out at a slow, steady pace. This was a new experience for him too, the man panting from the effort of holding himself back.
He moved faster, holding onto her hips as he thrusted in and out, leaning down to lock his lips with hers.
“So so tight, angel. Wanna be inside you for forever…”
Her sweet, well spoken Kurapika was coming undone, moving to her neck to nip and bite, the girl squeaking out. “P-Pika!”
She mewled when his fingers moved to rub at her clit. “G-gonna… gonna cum, Pika…”
He continued his work on her neck, his possessive side taking over. “Mine, all mine. Gonna make you all mine okay?”
She wasn’t able to argue when he was beginning to pound into her, rubbing at her clit. “It’s okay angel, you can cum…”
He could feel her walls flutter around him when she came, her arms shooting out to pull him closer. “Kurapika!”
He barely kept himself from cumming, his tongue pushing itself into her mouth to silence her whines and whimpers.
“Mmph…”
(Name) gasped when she felt Kurapika push her legs up to her chest and continue to pound into her through her orgasm. ‘Need to… need to get her… get her pregnant…’
He had done a bit of research before on what positions would be best for getting a woman pregnant, and this position was called the mating press. It should work, right?
“Pika, ah!”
The way he was looking down at her as he sank into her cunt could make her blush all on its own. Those pretty scarlet eyes on her face, his mouth open in a pant.
“Shh shh, it’s okay. Just…”
His movements became harsher, more rough as he let loose a little. It was easier to move now that she came around him, providing natural lubricant.
But he paused when he heard (Name) whine, this time with tears in her eyes.
“G-gentle, please… you promised…”
He paused for a moment, before nodding. “Sorry, angel. You’re right, I’ll go slower, okay?”
She nodded, a cute pout on her lips. He chuckled and pressed a kiss to them before continuing.
He could tell, even when he held back that he would still be leaving bruises on her soft skin. It was to be expected, Kurapika was incredibly strong, and even at his calmest he still sometimes crushed objects in his hands by accident.
“Being so patient with me, angel. I’ll make it up to you, promise.”
He bottomed out inside her, before pulling out completely and slamming back in.
“Hnnn…”
She was being fucked stupid, seeings stars. The Kurtan could only coo into her ear.
“My good girl, taking me so well…”
He kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes as he pounded her pussy. Although Kurapika knew he could go on for hours and wanted to fill her up with several loads of cum, he knew she wouldn’t be able to take that her first time.
He could feel himself getting close, that familiar coil in his stomach tightening. “Gonna cum inside, okay? That alright, angel?”
“P-please fill me up, Pika…”
This ignited something inside of him, his movements becoming animalistic as he nails dug into her thighs. He couldn’t hear her anymore, chasing his own high as he came.
“F-fuck, angel! Hahh…”
He rode out his orgasm, moving down to capture her lips in another heated and sloppy kiss.
She whined into the kiss, the feeling of his hot cum filling her up making her hold onto him tighter.
He continued to thrust in and out of her a little longer, looking down at her pretty eyes as he came down from his high.
He stayed inside her, smiling giddily. “That was amazing…”
She could only nod, her fingers still running through his hair. He kept her plugged up with his cock for a little longer, not wanting anything to leak out.
“Pika?”
He smiled, the nickname making him feel soft and warm. “Yes?”
She pouted up at him. “What are you gonna do if I get pregnant?”
His breath hitched, (Name) gasping when his cock twitched inside her. “I would… I would take care of you, of course. We would get married and I’d buy you a house, along with anything you’d ever want.”
She nodded slowly. “Okay… but I want one more thing.”
“Anything.”
She ran her fingers through his hair, kissing his cheeks. “If you get me pregnant, I want you to give up on getting revenge. You can still look for your clan’s eyes, but… but no more putting yourself into danger like you did the past few days.”
He thought for a moment before nodding slowly. “Okay, if that’s what it takes, then I agree. I would not want to leave you and my child alone.”
She sighed in relief. “Okay… now that’s settled…”
She pointed to where their hips met. “Pull out, I wanna cuddle.”
———————
The two fell asleep soon after, entangled in each others arms. If they hadn’t both been so tired, Kurapika would have doted on her like a princess. He would have liked to have propped her hips up on a pillow to ensure none of his cum leaked out, but that would have been too obvious.
When they woke up the next morning, (Name) could only groan.
“Sorry, angel.”
He felt pretty bad for leaving her so sore and bruised, kissing the hickies and bites he’d left all over her neck.
Kurapika had automatically began tending to her wounds, cleaning the scratches he’d left on her hips when his nails had dipped into her skin.
He was a little glad that she struggled to walk, though, because that meant he got to pick her up and carry her around.
“I’ll start a bath for you, alright? It’ll help relax your sore muscles.”
He really was sweet, caring for her so tenderly. (Name) waited, naked on the edge of the bed for him. He walked back in, carrying her to the bathroom and setting her in the bath.
“I’d climb in with you, but it’s too small.”
She giggled at his pouty face, kissing his cheeks. “When I can stand, we can take a shower together. Would that make you feel any better?”
“… a little.”
When he said he’d make it up to her for being a bit too rough, he hadn’t been lying. The rest of the day, Kurapika carried her around, giving her all the kisses and cuddles she wanted.
He only left to grab takeout and some of her favorite ice cream. It was only fair, and Kurapika loved doting on her.
“Pretty…” he muttered into her hair as they cuddled on the couch. She smelled nice, his scent mixing with hers. Having her in his arms made everything seem okay.
That was until he got a phone call.
“Sorry, I gotta take this, angel.”
He walked out of the condo, (Name) waiting patiently for him to return.
When he did, he seemed a bit irritated, plopping back onto the couch with a sigh.
“Something wrong, Pika?”
“Well…”
He pulled her into his lap, kissing her shoulder. “My boss wants me back on duty within the next few days. I’ll be leaving the day after tomorrow.”
He felt her disappointment, squeezing her lightly. “I know, I wanted to stay longer too.”
He kissed the hickies and bite marks he left on her neck and shoulders, sighing. “But… duty calls. I should be finished with this job in a few months or so. Then..”
He caressed her cheek. “I’d like to see you again.”
(Name) pouted. “A few months? That’s foreverrrr!”
He chuckled. “Are you going to miss me that much, (Name)?”
“Of course.”
He was surprised at how quickly she answered, her eyebrows furrowed. It was obvious how seriously she took his feelings for her, and he appreciated her for that.
“I’ll miss you too. So much…”
He rested his head against her chest. “Have you thought over everything? Would you… like to be mine?”
She kissed the top of his head. “I need more time, Pika. It’s a big commitment.”
He nodded slowly, holding onto her so tight she was gently smacking his arm for him to loosen his grip. “Sorry, you’re just so soft, I love squeezing you.”
(Name) snickered, pinching his cheek. “Uh huh. You just wanted to put your face in my boobs, didn’t you?”
“Guilty.”
They laughed.
—————————
(Name) waved as Kurapika boarded his flight, blowing him kisses. He chuckled and caught them, pressing them to his lips.
“Be careful, Pika! Remember, I could be pregnant!”
Leorio sighed next to her. “Maybe that’s not something you should yell out in a crowded airport.”
She laughed. “Oh, oops.”
He rolled his eyes and walked her back to their cab, snickering to himself. “So are you two together now? He uh… he could of gotten you pregnant apparently?”
She sighed. “Not together, I still have some things to think over. And… I kind of have a few other guys in my life.”
“Wow, aren’t you popular.”
Leorio could understand why, not only was she gorgeous, but he’d never met someone more kind.
“Are you going back to med school?”
He nodded. “Yeah. What are your plans?”
“Well, I have a few more days at my condo, then…”
She looked out the window, smiling.
“I’ll be going to greed island.”
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Me seeing the art of vandley heads as yanderes: heh, nice
Me seeing zanzi and kale: 😳😳😳😳😳 LORD HAVE MERCY-(no but srs rn, you did amazing!)
Wait until you see the Band.
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