Ask me!（｡ò ∀ ó｡）

Yara may not be perfect, but she is still his sister and he still loves her as she loves him. Losing someone who is family takes a toll, whether you are close to them or not. Losing Yara, the only thing Theon has left in terms of family and immediate support, would not only be devastating but it would be motivation killing. Theon has shown he doesn’t have much left in him at the moment. The guilt of everything eats him away as much as the torture did/does. Yara was and is keeping him afloat.

WARNING: MAJOR NSFW CONTENT! DO NOT PROCEED IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE TOPIC

A/N: The NSFW request that is finally finished! I hope you enjoy it! Made me kinda feel I wrote the first lemon in the fandom! 😅😂~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ayano growled, narrowing her eyes at the two that stood a few meters away.

She wanders away from him for mere minutes and this happens.

There was a girl flirting with Budo, shamelessly trying to seduce the boy.

Ayano cursed under her breath, holding back the urge to walk up to the bitch and show her that her boyfriend is hers and hers only. But that would only result in Budo teasing her afterwards, not to mention they were in a bookstore.

So she stood there, seething in her own jealousy, clutching a paperback in one hand while the other was shoved into her black hoodie pocket, balled in a fist.

“Hey, you okay? You’ve been down ever since we got out of that bookstore.”

Budo stated, staring at Ayano, who was stomping to the living room of their apartment.

“It’s hard not to when there’s that bitch around.”

Ayano mumbled, just loud enough for her boyfriend to catch on to, not that she knows.

“Oh? Are you jealous?”

Budo asks, crossing his arms, he was smirking too. The damn bastard.

Ayano pauses.

‘Fuck. Caught again.’

She thinks to herself.

Budo strides towards the raven haired female, placing his hands on her waist, he bends down and bites on her earlobe gently.

“So I’m right, hmm?”

He hums, trailing his hand lower until he reached her hips, and lower…

“Oh shut up!”

Ayano turned around and press her lips to Budo’s, he was taken aback by her action, his lips slightly parted, but he chose to close his mouth quickly, denying Ayano access.

He wasn’t going to let her win.

She wasn’t going to give up so easily.

The black haired female licks Budo’s bottom lip, nibbled on it, and after a few seconds, biting it.

The boy finally complies to Ayano’s demand, unwillingly, gasping when she bit down a little too hard.

Ayano took the chance and slipped in her tongue, her hands tugging at Budo’s grey sweatshirt harshly, urging him to take it off.

Budo refuses and instead hoisted the girl up, groping her ass and leaned her body against a wall, earning a squeak from Ayano. He smirks, his lips moving down to Ayano’s jawline, then her neck, nipping her skin until there was a red mark.

“There, I’m marking you as mine”

Budo said slyly, his lips still latched onto her neck. His hand made it’s way under her shirt, trailing up until he can feel the lace of her bra.

“Sh-shouldn’t I be th-the one who’s s-saying that?”

Ayano stuttered back, trying to maintain an even voice. She failed miserably when Budo found her sweet spot, eliciting a moan from herself.

That sexy voice of hers did it for Budo, he sets Ayano down onto her feet again and motioned for the raven to take off her shirt before taking off his own.

Being quicker than Ayano, he picked her up just as the piece of clothing was over her head and uses his teeth to pull down her bra, revealing her perky nipples to him. Latching his mouth onto one of her hardening nubs, he begins to suck, his fingers playing with the other one, tweaking her bud, harshly.

“Nghhgh- B-Budo!”

Ayano moaned in between gasps of pleasure, her nails practically clawing Budo’s back with the enjoyment she was receiving and can feel the familiar tingling of wetness between her thighs.

The male sucks harder, and then stops, removing his mouth from her bud, much to Ayano’s annoyance.

Budo’s fingers, which were playing with Ayano’s breast, was now snaking around her skirt, trailing his hand up her inner thigh, pausing when he felt a thin piece of fabric against his fingers.

He hooked his thumb on the hem of her panties, and teasingly pulls it down, pressing his clothed member to her throbbing core.

Ayano makes an attempt to grind against him, to allow the friction to please her, but he pulls away slightly, hovering his fingers over her folds instead.

“Heh, if you want it, you have to beg it for it…”

Budo said, his fingers rubbing against her clit, it was pleasurable, but it wasn’t enough, a seemingly delicious torture.

“Just f-fuck me a-already!”

Ayano stutters, trying to keep her voice even against her boyfriend’s ministrations.

“I said ‘beg’, didn’t I?”

Budo asks slowly, a lust filled gaze in his eyes as he stares at Ayano’s half naked body.

“Pl-please just f-fuck me. I want y-you inside o-of me.”

Ayano whimpers, her tone laced with innocence, which just makes Budo even harder.

“That wasn’t so hard now, was it?”

Budo replied, then spins Ayano around, so that she was facing the wall.

He proceed to removed her skirt entirely, tossing it onto the lacquered wood, her panties were also on the floor, Budo can see a wet stain on it, no doubt from her.

The black haired male unzips his jeans and pulls out his throbbing erection, positioning himself in front of Ayano before thrusting into her, all the way to her core.

Ayano let out a short scream of pleasure, her hands presses against the walls as Budo fucks her at a maddening pace, hitting her G-spot with every thrust. Moans reverberated throughout the room, and they could only hope that the neighbors were either out or couldn’t hear them.

“B-Budo! Fuck!”

Ayano cursed, Budo was pumping her with three fingers, bringing even more ecstasy to the girl.

Ayano climaxed within seconds, yelling out her boyfriend’s name repeatedly in euphoria, Budo following afterwards, her walls clenching around his cock as he came inside her, a string of swear words leaving his mouth.

“I should get you jealous more often.”

Budo said, smiling at Ayano suggestively.

“I’ll assure you it wouldn’t end up in sex next time.”

Ayano retorted, glaring at Budo.

She was so fucking sore after their sessions.

Yes, sessions. Budo had apparently decided for a round two, and then three.

A/N:This was really sad to write for me because I have to write my sinnamon roll like this :’) this is also based on the song ‘i hate u i love u’ by gnash.

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Ayano kisses him lightly on the cheek, a reward. Budo smiles happily as if nothing was wrong, glad for the affection he was given. His eyes clouded from the grimace her lips held.

Feeling used

But I’m still missing you

And I can’t see the end of this

Just wanna feel your kiss

Those rewards always came so rarely, more often were screams of anger, but Budo’s mind tells him he was the one at fault, not the angel that was destroying him slowly with those words.

I hate you

I love you

I hate that I love you

“Hey Budo, come here.”

Ayano demanded, crossing her arms as Budo scurried to her.

“Yes Yan?”

He answered, his mind filled with nothing but the drilled in love she had brainwashed him into.

“Kill her.”

The dark angel handed him a photo. The image shows a black haired boy, laughing gleefully with a friend, the girl that he was supposed to rid of. Frozen into that one moment of joy.

Budo growled, he feels a deep hatred bubbling up inside him. Somewhere in the back of his fucked up brain, he knows how the boy had tugged onto the strings of Ayano’s heart.

A boy he can never dreams of being. How can he when he can’t be himself. When he can no longer return to that face of time, when he can no longer return to what was before, before Ayano took it all away.

When she tricked him into that storage room. The old him would despises her at most, but the him from now sees it as the best day of his life.

It hurts me every time I see you

Realize how much I need you

But her happiness was the only thing he has left.

You want him

You love him

You need him

And I’ll never be him

Budo looks from his chained seat to Ayano, were she was lovingly staring at the boy. Her gaze gentle, not like the glares he received.

He wanted to tear the photo away from her hands, his bound wrists to metal chains preventing him from doing so. But he would be overwhelmed with guilt, how her face would contort into pure rage, and he was the cause of that.

‘I love you.’

He thought, he couldn’t say it to her. She would be horrified, he had seen it before. The look of disgust on her face as he uttered the sentence, he only wants her smile.

All alone I watched you watched him

Like he’s the only thing you ever see

You don’t care, you never did

You don’t give a damn about me

He just wants her smile for him.

Just once.

A/N: Here’s the daily angst for you anon! Hope ya like it!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~       Ayano grips the hilt of the blade tightly, engraving another shallow line into her skin. She threw the wretched blade away afterwards, disgusted with herself. Sobs emitted from her lips, loud ones at that. The confinement of her bedroom walls was the only thing that was preventing people from overhearing her pleas to die. The pleas were lies, she’s frightened of death. 

Budo looks at his girlfriend in worry, her skin was once again pale, just like last week. Her eyes were red, just like last week. Her lips were chapped and dry again, just like last week. He was too scared to ask her after only one week of dating, scared that maybe she’ll lash out again, just like last week. He remembered how he tried to hug her, but she pushed him away before he gets to do so. He doesn’t know about those nasty marks on her skin. The marks that could send him running if she shows him, or so she thought. 

The road to her house was still so far, and so was the road to his. Silence hung in the air as they walk further from the school campus. Budo could see a little ice cream shop down the street, maybe he can cheer her up a little after all. 

He puts his hands on her shoulders, about to lead her to the direction of the parlor when he felt her flinched beneath him, he also felt the various narrow bumps beneath her thin uniform shirt. He tensed up and moved his hand away from the fabric. 

‘You don’t need to hide that from me’

He wanted to scream.

She turned around abruptly and stare into his eyes coldly.

“Now that you’ve known are you gonna run too?”

“You could have told me.”

“How am I supposed to know if you’re gonna run like the rest of them too?” 

“How long?”

“Two years.”

He can feel his hand forming into fists, he wanted to yell at her for thinking he’s gonna run. But he couldn’t. 

“How could you do something so stupid?!”

Budo choked out. 

“Because I’m sick of them doing all the running!I want to be the one who’s running away for once! My parents left me two years ago Budo! And when I found Taro, a person I can finally trust, put all my faith in, he ran! I just wanted to run for once, see if they’ll regret it, see if they would actually care. But I’m too scared of death. 

Ayano stopped, maybe he really was gonna run now. Budo stared at her before stepping forward, placing his forehead against hers, a hand around the back of her head to keep her from tilting back. 

“I promise to never run away from you, Ayano Aishi. Even if you try to push me away I will keep coming back. Even when we’re no longer in love, I will keep coming back to let you know I’m there. 

A/N: Ayo here’s your request if you thought this was gonna be fluff you are wrong and I am so sorry

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She was absent today, while most couples would assume that their significant other was sick and be obviously worried, her absence frightens Budo. 

 My head is hurting me and my heart feels like a ghost… 

 Her absence could mean that she’s dead. 

 …Promise me you’ll never leave my side. 

 'Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.‘ 

 He ran to her house like it was the last time he was ever going to see her, who knows? It could be the last time. 

 Cause I’m telling you, you’re all I need 

 I promise you, you’re all I see 

 Cause I’m telling you you’re all I need 

 I’ll never leave…. 

She was always scared that he’ll leave her.

 "Budo why did you even choose me in the first place?“ 

 She asked again for the hundredth time as she pets his hair. 

 "Isn’t me loving you a good enough answer?“ 

 Budo answered, choosing his words carefully, she breaks too easily, she’s so fragile. 

 "There are a lot of other girls out there who’s better, who’s not problematic like me. You don’t have to deal with me at all if you choose,  you idiot.“ 

 Her voice was gentle, but he could sense the bitterness in it. His body tensed up, he loves her so much that it scares him, it scares him knowing that she can disappear on him at any given moment. 

 Her illness was not something he signed up for. He hates the cancer in her bones, how it makes her face contorts in pain as time passes, how she’ll lose her leg to it, or worse, her life. 

 Show me what I can’t see when the sparks in your eyes is gone 

 You’ve got me on my knees I’m your one man cult 

Cross my heart and hope to die 

 Promise you I’ll never leave your side… 

 She’s tired, her eyes were dull. What little spark she has left in her eyes were all reserved for Budo and her parents, the only people that gives way too many fucks for her. 

 “You’ll never leave me right?” 

 “As long as you promise to stay with me.” 

It’s a promise she can’t keep.

 He tries the knob on the door, it was locked. 

 ‘She’s in the hospital.’ 

 His brain automatically concluded, the Aishi’s door was always unlocked, to get Ayano to the hospital as fast as possible. 

 The hospital was only two hundred meters away, he can make it. 

 *Ring* 

 He picks up the familiar ringtone he’s always known as his girlfriend’s. The wail from the other side that belongs to her mother was all he needed to know.

“S-she’s g-gone!”

“I’ll never leave you.”

“There might be a day when you will.”

So you can drag me through hell

If it meant I could hold your hand

I will follow you

Cause I’m under your spell

And you can throw me to the flames