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“How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t care?!” He spoke with such intense anger that you had to take a step back. You’d never heard his voice get this low before, and honestly? It was kind of terrifying. Sweet, sweet Lloyd who was kind to everyone, how could he get angry like this?

You snarled at him and took a step forward, trying not to show your faltering demeanor. You glowered into his green eyes, “You really expect me to believe that?”

It started out as a simple discussion. You were both on the training field when you got into some casual small talk. Eventually, the conversation came around to you asking him about being the Green Ninja. The Chosen One.

It started out fine, but then you started to push buttons. Asking him how he felt that his entire childhood was taken away because of it, or how he felt knowing that all the sake of Ninjago rested on his shoulders. It seemed fine at first, but clearly you hit a nerve. At some point, you had both gotten so invested in the conversation you gave up on training and were standing face to face, his strong stature towering over you.

It was odd to see him like this, you only knew him as the kindhearted and caring person that he normally was. You knew that he had a dark side to him, but assumed you’d never really see it. But you were getting a glimpse of it right here.

“What exactly are you trying to do here?” He growled.

You smirked up at him, “I don’t know,” you lifted a finger to his chest. This had already gone too far, so why not take it further. “I guess I just wanted to see how far I could take this.”

Lloyd’s breath hitched. He brought his hand to yours on his chest and thrusted them away, holding a firm grip on you. His hand was rough and calloused, encasing your smaller, softer one. He squeezed it tightly, stepping closer to you. He smelled like a mixture of sweat and spearmint as he leaned down to look you straight in the eyes.

“I don’t want to talk about this anymore,” he loosened his grip on your hand, letting it drop down to your side. You watched as he wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. He closed his eyes. “You really drive me crazy sometimes.”

Ding ding ding. That hit. That hit hard. All you had ever wanted was to get Lloyd to show some emotion. You knew he had a dark past, knew there was tons of pent up emotion hiding behind his careful stature. You just wanted to unlock it, because you thought you could help.

What you didn’t think through, however, was how angry he would get. You assumed he might break down, might get sad, let you have a glimpse of his feelings. But, instead, you hit his iron wall. It seemed that he didn’t understand his own feelings, and when provoked to show some, all he knew how to express was anger.

But it was the way he said it. You drive me crazy sometimes. It wasn’t angry, it was almost… longing. Somehow. And for some reason, you were feeling a little crazy at the time.

“You think you don’t drive me crazy?” You started before you even had a second to think about what you were saying. “Almost every time I come out here and start training you come out and start on your own. The way you fight, the way you run, just the noises you make while fighting…” Fuck, what were you even saying? Too late to quit now. “You’re… distracting.”

If you could take the look on Lloyd’s face and bottle it up, it would be the only thing you’d ever drink again. He looked astonished. His cheeks were bright red, his brows furrowing as his mouth hung slightly open. He bit his lip. And then you were gone.

He threw himself at you like a hungry animal. His left hand slipped to the small of your back, as his right hand ran through your hair. His lips collided with yours in one strong motion. His lips were soft, like unexpectedly soft. His lips were cold from being outside, and he tasted minty. He slid his hands down to sit at your hips as he pulled away.

When he pulled back, it looked like he was in a daze. He looked absolutely wrecked. Just from a kiss. Yeah, you were not surviving this. Lloyd bit his lip as he watched yours, his gaze slowly drifting up to meet your eyes. At that moment, it seemed like it hit him what had just happened. His eyes widened as he took a step back.

“I-” his voice cracked, he cleared his throat. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean-” but you decided to cut him off. You swung your hands around his neck as you crashed your lips back against his. He sighed into the kiss, moaning as you bit his lip.

At this point, it was a full on makeout, getting more intense as his hands splayed all over your back and hips. He moved his hands further down, picking you up with ease, still continuing the kiss. You felt him start to walk, so you pulled away to see what he was doing.

“You’re coming with me,” he started to pick up his pace, as you realized you had just stepped into the monastery. Good thing it was late, you didn’t want any of the other ninja to see you. “Can’t do this in the open.” His voice was so deep as he spoke through his haze. You never thought you’d see him like this.

You made it to his room as he kicked the door shut behind you. He threw you onto his bed, and you landed into the pillows. As he hovered over you, it was at this point that Lloyd seemed to regain his consciousness and realize how rough he’d been. He took your hand and gently pulled you back up, leading you to sit next to him on the mattress.

“Fuck, I’m sorry,” he looked away sheepishly, “Is this… is this okay?”

You smiled. There was the sweet Lloyd you knew. He was so unbearably adorable but hot at the same time. He was worrying his lips through his teeth as he stared down at the floor. A hint of pink splashed across his cheekbones. His blonde hair was messy, sticking up in places, falling over his headband. You drew your attention down to his gi, tight against his chest and arms. The arcs and dips of his muscles framed perfectly. You couldn’t stop staring.

“You are extremely sexy.” You blurted. Why is that what you decided to say?! Cursing yourself for your stupidity, you almost missed the way that Lloyd snapped his head to look back at you. Oh he liked that. Oh.

You tentatively reached forward towards his belt, untying it ridiculously slow. You parted his gi to the side until it was falling off his shoulders, wrapping around his lower arms and exposing his bare chest. Damn. He was ripped. His chest was gleaming with sweat, framing each muscle delicately. He looked like he was made of porcelain. You reached your hand out to touch his chest, sliding it down his stomach. His breath hitched with every movement you made, his face tightening up the lower you got. You stopped right before the trail of blonde hair leading down, not ignoring the tent forming below.

You pulled your hand away slowly as you began to get nervous, was this actually happening? Lloyd watched you tentatively. You couldn’t read the expression on his face. Really, the only thing you could gauge from him was that he might be hard. But it was honestly hard to tell due to the loose nature of his clothing. What the hell was going on?! How did you even get here?!

Without having enough time to fully process the situation, Lloyd pounced on you. In a second, you were pinned to his mattress with either hands above your head, being held at the wrists by Lloyd. As he straddled your hips you were able to tell that your hypothesis was right - he was definitely hard. He leaned down to press his lips against yours, much softer than before. Contrary to how tight he was holding you down, he kissed like he was scared to break you. His lips were delicate against yours, moving at a slow pace.

He began to grind his hips against yours, creating friction between your two warm bodies. The sounds he was making were driving you insane - the soft breathy purrs escaping his lips as he kissed you were practically pornographic. You arched your back into his grinds, moving your hips in position with his, creating a rhythm.

Lloyd pulled away from you to a sitting position on his knees, still on top of you. Beads of sweat framed his face and chest, his abs literally glistening in the dim light. He was panting trying to catch his breath as he wiped sweat from his forehead. You were catching your breath while staring at him, moving your arms to your side to prop you up.

At that moment, you realized you two must have been a bit loud. Maybe more than a bit, because there was a knock at Lloyd’s door.

“Lloyd?” Kai’s voice was muffled behind the door, “Are you okay in there? I heard some weird noises and just wanted to check on you.”

If the situation weren’t terrifying, the look on Lloyd’s face would’ve sent you cackling. Even after facing thousands of evil enemies trying to take over the world, this was the most terrified you’d ever seen Lloyd look. He looked down at you in a panic.

“I-” His voice cracked. He cleared his throat. “I’m fine! Just moving some stuff around!”

“Alright cool. I’m going back to bed.”

Both you and Lloyd held your breath as you listened to Kai’s footsteps trail back to his room. That was close. However, that left things pretty weird between you and Lloyd. He climbed off of you as you sat straight up, checking the clock on the wall to see what time it was. Fuck it was late.

There was some awkward tension in the air, and honestly, you couldn’t bear it. You felt like you needed some air to think about what the hell had just happened.

“I should probably go to bed,” you said quietly, “Sorry about… all that.”

Before Lloyd could get a word in, you slipped out from his door, quietly speeding back to your room.