#izana fanfic

Izana Kurokawa’s plan to make his girlfriend pay for her infidelity turned out to be the best damn thing in his life. What started as a breakup scheme ended up with you coming undone for him. 

Discretely ditching the party, you made your way to his place as you both had some unfinished business. The moment you entered his apartment, you didn’t even get a moment to take off your shoes before he had you pinned against the door with his lips locked on yours. The faint taste of the cherry lip balm you had on made him bite your lower lip, making you mewl. Slowly, Izana began to guide you through his living room and planted himself on the couch - leaving you to stand in front of him. “Strip, (Y/N)...” It wasn't a request. Dropping your skirt and pulling the blouse over your head had you feeling so exposed. The way his eyes trailed down your naked figure made you shudder. Izana unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, pulling them down enough to set his throbbing cock free. That beautiful V that was carved into his hips made your legs quiver and he could see the hearts in your eyes. 

The way his hand wrapped around his length and slowly stroked himself, you could see the beads of precum leaking from his tip. “On your knees, angel.” Like a good girl you followed his orders, he was making your mouth water. Leaning in and waiting for further instructions, you looked up at him and his eyes were hazy. You were eager to please him. “Open that pretty little mouth of yours.” He said with a coy smirk on his face and put his tip on your lips. The sweet taste of his arousal made you hum and wrap your mouth around his length. Izana hissed at the warmth of your mouth, the way your lashes fluttered closed with a blissful look on your face - he knew. He knew you were going to be his and only his after tonight, he had no intention of letting you go.

Tangling his fingers in your hair, he guided you through taking in his whole length. There was some struggle but he was gentle enough to make himself fit. “Ngh-fuck, you're such a good girl for me.” He moans as you hollow your cheeks and bob your head up and down slowly. You were surprised that you were able to take his whole length. Izana was girthy and long - how could anyone cheat on him? Why would anyone cheat on him? If you were his girlfriend, you'd be too drunk off his cock to even think about anyone else. Truth be told, you were already drunk off his cock, you wanted to show him how much you needed to fuck him. The vibrations of your hums and moans were sending shivers down his spine. Each time his tip hit the back of your throat your sweet moans would make his eyes roll back. Feeling how he would throb in your mouth, it made your core ache - you wanted him to take you already. Since the moment he slid his fingers inside you, you wanted him to bend you over and stretch you out. 

Just as Izana’s coil began to tighten, you released him from your mouth, it wasn’t easy breathing with a mouth full. “What’s wrong my little dove? Too much for ya?” His hands gripped your hair tighter, he didn’t give you permission to stop. From the position you were in he looked like a king looking down on his servant. 

The coy smirk that bled across your lips made him regret his words. Your hand wrapped around his member and began to stroke him. Flicking your tongue on his tip made him react - his hips bucked and the sweetest moan dripped from his lips. Taking his tip further into your mouth, your strokes got faster and your tongue swirled on a sensitive spot that made him almost double over. “F-fuck (Y/N) - don’t do that unless you want to swallow a mouth full of my cum.” Teasing him and bringing him close to the edge was making him puddy in your hands, literally. He was getting rougher with the hair pulling, his hips were now thrusting in and out of your mouth. Izana was reaching his limit. It was getting harder to ignore the numbing sensation that was making his toes curl. His breathing became unsteady, looking up to see his gorgeous face contorted in pleasure had you dripping. The slick was running down your thighs and your left hand was snaking its way south to relieve some of the tension. 

The more you played with him and yourself, the louder the room got. “(Y/N)-mmh…” Izana stuttered as he tried to string words together but only managed to repeat your name. His breathy moans and thrusts were all you could focus on, his eyes were screwed shut and his white strands began to stick to his face. He didn't fucking care if his neighbors heard him. You thought you were going to lose it just by hearing him. “‘Gonna fucking cum…” He moans and you brace yourself. Soon the ribbons of white coated your tongue and throat as he emptied himself in your mouth. Almost choking on his load, you did your best to swallow him - his taste was intoxicating. When you felt no more cum drip from his slit, you released his member from your mouth with a pop. His chest was heaving up and down, those gorgeous eyes that held the world were at half mast and etched in your mind.

“What's wrong pretty boy? Too much for ya?” You say, throwing his words back at him. Again, you questioned what could have possessed his girlfriend to cheat on him? Izana was handsome, very well endowed, gentle, coy and knew where to touch a woman to get her legs shaking. Crawling up to his lap, you straddled him and planted kisses on his neck right on his pulse point - he was still panting. Nipping on his neck, you decided to leave a mark for everyone to see - including his girlfriend. “Izana…” You say his name and slowly grind your heat on his cock. His immediate reaction was to grip your hips, his tip was sensitive and your warmth felt like fire but he couldn’t stop you. Feeling him throb and pulse made you nibble on his neck some more. Even if this was just for tonight, you wanted him to remember you when he sees those marks on his neck. Lithe fingers trace hearts on his chest, taking your time to give him affection and love. It almost felt like the world stood still just for you two. 

The more you grind on him, the harder he got - he needed almost little to no time to recover. Hearing you pant against his skin made him shudder. “I don’t think I’d be able to think about somebody else if I had you.” Your honey coated words gave away more than you thought. He had yet to break up with his girlfriend but you were dying to make him yours. If she didn’t appreciate him or love him - you’d be more than happy to step in and take care of Izana. Regardless of his notorious reputation, you’d be willing to overlook it all just to have him and he needed to know that. “I’d be on my knees for you everyday…” You confess and continue to mark his neck and collar bone. He’s never had a woman show this much affection to him, usually they’d be on their backs and he’d be the one saying sweet nothings to them. However, you were different - you were crystal clear with your desires. 

Without warning, Izana rolled over and pinned you against the couch. The smirk on his face made you clench instinctively. “You mean that?” He asked with fire in his eyes. “You’d stay with me and only me?” The candor in this moment made you realize that he was looking for an honest answer to his question. Those lavender orbs reflected more than just desire, almost glowing and drowning you with rapture. Pulling him in and gently placing kisses on his lips, you whispered between each kiss, “I mean it. I want you…and only you.” Your words were enough to clear the doubt that loomed over him. 

Izana shed the rest of his clothing off and placed himself between your thighs, sliding his hot tip against your slit and making you move your hips to feel more of him. Your warmth made his lashes flutter close and he parted his lips - exhaling in bliss. “Izana…” You call his name and shift your hips just enough to get his tip to prod your core. Kissing your forehead, he slowly stretched you open - it burned but you did your best to take him. The tears that rolled down the sides of your face made him pause. “Come on angel. You can take me, yeah?” You nodded and whimpered as you wrapped your legs around his waist, signaling him to continue. When he bottomed out you both exhaled and took a moment to get used to each other. The way your walls clench around him kept making his cock throb. You were tight, tighter than any other woman he’s been with and it felt like heaven.

Izana made shallow thrusts so that you didn’t get overwhelmed. There was immense pressure on your hips that you didn’t know whether or not you’d be able to walk after this. When he noticed you still struggling he leaned in and locked his lips with yours. “Breathe baby…look at me…” His gentle kisses and affectionate touch began to melt your pain away. He could feel your body letting go and reeled his hips farther back, he was now giving your body what it wanted. The sounds of slick, moans and kisses filled the room. More and more your hips began to move on their own and match his pace. “Good girl…” He says and picks up his pace. His tip was now hitting your sweet spot and making you moan louder. There it was, what he wanted to hear - you coming undone around his cock. 

Sweat beads started to roll down your skin and his white strands were now sticking to his face as your walls pulsed around his length. Something was beginning to blossom inside you. “Oh-Izana! It feels s’good!” You mewl and move your hips with intensity. He took notice of you chasing your own high, he chuckled and slowed down, making you whine and pout. Confusion was now written all over your face when he pulled out. Izana sat down and pulled you into his lap. “Ride me.” His tone gave you chills. He was going to make you work for it. To be fair he did all the work the first time.

Lifting your hips to line him up with your core, you sank down and almost screamed. He was now deeper than before and you felt your legs tremble. His hands grip your hips and slowly help you move. “Make yourself cum, angel. Can you do that for me?” Oh that devilish smirk on his face made more heat pool in your belly. Nodding and picking up the pace had you screwing your eyes shut and throwing your head back. It didn’t matter that you were the one on top, somehow it still felt like he was in control. Seeing you bounce on his cock, he could keep his eyes off of you - the way your perfect tits also bounced, they called for his attention. Leaning in, Izana put a nipple in his mouth and made you gasp and grip his shoulder for stability. If it wasn’t for him holding on your hips, you could have sworn you would have floated off into space by now. 

Izana's tongue swirled and flicked the pebbled nub with such intensity that stars began to form in your eyes. "Say it again, you'll be mine and only mine, yeah?" He asks and wraps an arm around your waist - keeping you in place. You couldn't string a sentence together well enough to respond. It made him firmly hold you in place and kept you from chasing your high. The way his eyes flickered up to meet yours, there was fire and the heat was smoldering you. There was no reason to take back your words, you wanted him more than anything now. Reaching to cup his face, you leaned in to place a sweet kiss on his lips - but malice began to blossom inside you. "I'm all yours Izana…" The coy tone and smile had his length throbbing inside you. 

Izana released the firm grip on your hips and allowed you to chase your high. Your pace was slow and sensual, dragging out your motions and feeling every inch he had to offer. Not once have you ever felt satisfaction in sex like this before. His hand snaked its way down your clit and rubbed circles on it. It was as if someone injected heroin into your veins. The sensation was amazing and made you throw your head back, you were floating off. "Ngh! Just like that!" You moan loudly and pick up your pace. More and more you were becoming a babbling mess, struggling to string sentences together and letting him know how fucking good he was making you feel. 

The unmistakable sensation was now clawing at you, your pitch got higher and you couldn’t help but scream his name as your orgasm washed over you. That's what he wanted, for you to scream his name - if only he could have made you scream earlier in the closet. "Ngh! Izana-cum inside me…oh fuck!" You filthy little minx, you just made this man's night and made him reach his peak. Thick ropes of white decorated your walls, the warmth and desire made it feel as if you were one. Izana buried his face in your chest as he held you tight, he too was trying not to float off into space. Both of you were left a panting mess with sweat dripping down your bodies and the scent of sin was heavy in the air. 

It was his turn to give in to you. "Are you mine and only mine?" You ask while clenching and slowly rolling your hips. The added stimulation sent shock waves up his spine. "All yours, angel. Ready for the next round?" He said and smirked. 

*about 15 minutes later*

The sound of someone's phone ringing could be heard as the party was now over and half the guests were already out the door. Judging by the look on Ran's face, everyone knew who was calling. "Hello?" Her sweet voice said as she searched the leftover crowd looking for the person who called her. She was greeted with some shuffling noises and confusion began to create creases in her forehead. "Hello? Baby I can't hear anything?" She says and puts her phone on speaker. "Aah! Izana - fuck!" Your voice loudly moaned on the other end. It caught the attention of the people around her. "Gonna cum for me, angel?" Izana's husky voice made the girl's face grow pale. "W-what kind of sick joke is this?" She stutters and continues to look for the man in question. Ran couldn't help but bite the inside of his cheek to try and hold his laugh in. 

The rest of Tenjiku looked around and noticed that Izana was nowhere to be found. It's normal for him to just head home without telling anyone but this felt a little off to them. "Aniki, I thought the boss had other plans for this slut?" Rindou whispered into Ran's ear. Izana's girlfriend was getting frazzled and almost hysterical at the filthy sounds from the other end of the line. She could hear the sounds of skin colliding, the sounds of slick and uneven breathing. He was really fucking someone else right now. "Mhm…won't your girlfriend get mad?" You pant and moan as he continues to fuck you shamelessly. She paused and balled up her fist, waiting for his reply. "That cheating slut? The one who was getting finger fucked by Ran? Ngh…no. Right (GF/Name)?" Izana directed his question to the receiver - it wasn't an accidental call. "But you're a good girl, right, (Y/N)? You won't let another man touch YOU. Mmh…fuck you're taking my cock so well." Izana pants and ends the call. 

A loud screech erupted in the room and Izana's girlfriend…well now ex girlfriend, threw her phone on the floor. The background image of her and Izana was now cracked and an eyesore to her. What followed was Ran bursting in laughter. Everyone heard everything and boy did he enjoy Izana's revenge. "YOU! YOU SAID HE'D NEVER FIND OUT!" She screamed and almost pounded at his chest with tears in her eyes. "He knew everything. They saw and heard everything and while you were spreading your legs for someone else - she took him." His words were like a slap in the face to her. "Now…get the fuck out of my house." 

The underground, the slums, the black market, the low life abode were the names for your home. The air is thick with toxicity, the lives are short, and the streets are filled with scum and filth. Right beneath the beautiful city of Aurum, buildings wrapped in gold, clean water, and where the important people live and walk without a care in the world. It’s really the oasis compared to the dry desert beneath.

But down here fighters are running the streets and non-fighters walk with hunched back, gaze avoiding everyone and everything. You’re not one of those people. You belong to no one and everyone at the same time. No clan is lucky enough to have your name on the list of members and yet everybody knows you and uses you. Or that’s what they think…

“I hear you’re the one to go to when you need quick cash?” A young man sat in front of you at the bar where you would usually waste your precious time.

His skin was tan and his hair was platinum blond almost white. His long eyelashes matched his hair color which was unique to say the least. Usually tan people have darker hair but not him. And those eyes… purple eyes looked down on you so you knew he wasn’t from around here. No one looks down on the unofficial queen of underground. You could laugh at his poor attempt to fit in with the clothing that matched the one of the underground.

“You’re not from around her, are you pretty boy?” You smirked at him.

“What’s it to you?” He furrowed his eyebrows at you, looks like he didn’t like the nickname.

“Nothing…” You placed a cheap cigarette in between your lips and before you had a chance to reach for a lighter a man passing by had a lighter ready for you. You leaned closer to the flame lighting a cigarette and taking it out of your mouth. “Thanks Ikuya…” The man smiled at you and bowed his head. “As you can see, I know everyone and everyone knows me, so who the fuck are you and what do you want down here?”

He scanned you from top to bottom. You didn’t look like a big shot. Your pants had black and gray stripes looked old and like they were about to rip at any moment. Your corset like sleeveless top looked to be made of fake and cheap lather. Not to mention that your combat boots were supposed to be thrown away years ago. Many belts and pouches surrounded your body like a poor excuse for a fashion sense and practicality. As well as the cheap cigarettes and booze you consumed.

“Does it matter?” He questioned you.

You let out a sinister laugh. “Listen to me pretty boy. Everyone you see in this bar owes me a favor and trust me when I tell you that they will do anything to repay it to me.” You leaned back in your chair and talking another drag from the cancer stick. “So… you better start again, sticker with your name on it stuck to your forehead and a fucking autobiography in short lines.”

He sighs. “The name is Izana and I started a clan…”

“The name?” you interrupted him.

“Tenjiku.”

You knew all the clans by heart and Tenjiku wasn’t one of them. Either really new or someone failed to inform you. “How did you get the land?” You question as you take yet another drag.

“I can be persuasive when I want to.” He smirked at you and let out a laugh.

“You’re interesting…” You pulled a pocket watch out of your pocket and eyed the time. “I can spare some time for you but, I get fifteen percent of the heist and you bring your men.” You get up from your seat and look down on sitting Izana with a smirk on your face. “If you can’t finish the job for whatever reason…” You take the last drag from the cigarette and extinguish it on the table barely a few centimeters away from his hand. “I get to keep the heads of your men as well as yours as a trophy.”

You purposely made your way to three specific tables patting the men sitting there on their shoulder and then leaving the bar with Izana right behind you as well as the men. “Are you sure you picked the right family gentlemen?” You eyed Kakucho Hitto and the Haitani brothers.

“None of your business.” The younger Haitani scowled at you.

Making a quick 180 degrees turn and walking backwards you smirked at him. “Just like it was none of my business when you begged me to ride my strap?” You licked your lips seductively making the younger Haitani blush.

You turned back around leading them to an alleyway. Ran eyed his brother with a hint of a smirk on his face. You finally reached the metal box you purposely left there. Walking a few steps back you leaped forward jumping on the box and grabbing the edge of the wall.

Puling yourself up and getting on your feet you watched the men beneath you. “Come on pretty boys, it’s faster this way.”

The four men followed you jumping from one building to another, sliding down the rusty pipes and ladders and leaping over gaps and over the railings. By the time you reached the building you saw the four men hiding their rapid breathing.

Small smirk made its way to your lips as you jumped down and entered the building. The inside was filled with the scent of cheap perfume, weed and tobacco and the moment you made two steps over the doormat you were swarmed by the women and men.

“(Y/N) are you here for the job?” A young woman wrapped her hands around your neck with a wide smile.

“Pick me! Pick me! Pick me!” Another one jumped on the first woman before both of them were pulled off.

“Calm down you two, I believe it is my turn…” An older woman with humongous chest stood in front of you almost pushing you in between her two breasts capable of knocking out a healthy adult male under the right angle. She had a big midlevel type hat on her head and a long pipe in her close to her mouth.

“Sorry Darling older men prefer young sweethearts now but when I find a rich boy with mommy issues you will be my first choice.” You wink at her.

She sighed. “Fine then…” She turned around and left to another pleasure room.

“Peach, I believe it’s your turn.” The young woman’s eyes widened as she pulled you into a tight hug. “Okay sugar plum that’s enough…” You patted her on her head like a child and she let you go out of her embrace.

She rushed away to get ready without a word and the women and men left the main hallway. You proceeded to walk to the door at the end of the hall were in the cluttered office you found stressed out creature.

Three long and wrinkly fingers were groping papers and pens. The skin of the owner seemed more sickly grayish brown than usual. Big black eyes seemed wider than usual as well. The rapid breathing of the creature made you rush to the table and kneel before it. “Hihi?..”

“I can’t… I can’t…. so much work…” Hihi was mumbling and you grab her hands making her attention switch to you.

You didn’t say a word just started breathing deeply making her follow your actions. “That’s it…” You said with a soft tone while letting go of her hands. You reached into one of your pouches grabbing a hold of two squishy balls and juggling them to get Hihi’s attention.

The black eyes of the creature looked at you in amazement and when you threw the balls in the air she caught them and started squeezing them in between her fingers. “Calm down… If someone messes with you send Kenny to fetch me ‘kay?”

“Right…. Thank you…” She bowed her head in appreciation and you gave her a pat on the head.

“(Y/N)?” Peach passed by the four men standing at the door way with a backpack on her shoulders. You nod and leave Hihi behind leading the young woman and the four men to the roof top. “Hey do you mean…”

“Yes…” You interrupt her as you make your way to the roof top.

“But only Ken can use that thing and besides Hihi will get mad.” She franticly gave you a lecture as you only rolled your eyes at her nagging.

“Sugar plum…” You spoke in a warning tone which made Peach sigh in frustration. “Hihi is too stressed to notice and Kenny is not the only person who can use it.” You climbed your way up the ladder finding a big metallic fist hidden in one of the iron boxes.

You stepped closer to it noticing many rusty bolts, nuts stuck to the fist. The color was chipping off and it was heavy if your memory served you right. You stood in front of the metal contraption as you cracked your neck. You reached for a dagger stripped to your thigh and cut all your fingers and the palm of your hand.

Peach was shaking from nervousness as you reached into the metal contraption in a shape of a hand. The steam started leaving the metallic hand. You struggle to lift it up but eventually you manage to keep it in the air. Peach hesitantly walked closer to you.

“How you feelin’ Sugar plum?” You question her to make sure she’ll be able to concentrate on the task at hand and not freak out since it was her first time being launched in the air by you.

“Peachy…” She sighed as she sat in the palm of the metallic hand attacked to you.

You managed to lower your arm slightly before launching the young woman up in the air sending her flying. You watched as she grabbed onto the end of the ladder pulling herself up and kicking the lower part down to reach the five of you.

Putting the metallic hand aside you took the backpack and secured it on your shoulders. “Alright fellas let’s make some cash.” You started climbing up the ladders and glancing down to see the four men following you.

By the time you reach the top you walked through the sewers and finally made it out in the alleyways of the golden upper city for the privileged. “Sugar plum…” You called out to Peach who turned her attention to you. “Take a bath and doll yourself up will be waiting for you.” You placed a small pouch in her hand and she rushed to the closest public bath.

“Are you serious?” Izana raised his eyebrows at you.

“The plan is simple pretty boy. We have Peach distract our target while we rob him of all his or hers possessions.” You offer them a sweet fake smile before turning around and making your way to the main street.

“Hey wait…” Izana grabbed your wrist and pulled you back to the alleyway. “I can’t go there…” He spoke up.

“Oh you don’t have to…” You smirked at him. “Wait until Peach comes back and I’ll meet you back here.” You winked placing a backpack in his hands and leaving the four men behind.

You heard rumors of the rich people looking for the thrill of the sex life that you can find in the underground only. Not that you blame them. The sex up here is vanilla only and in many cases just to make an heir and not for pleasure.

By the time you finished you had three men excited to meet with Peach and you set up the appointments in the same day. On your way back you noticed a man sitting at the bench reading newspaper. It was nothing unusual really and in most cases you wouldn’t even mind him but what was on the front page was to interesting to ignore. So when he sets down the overly expensive paper with words for the underground you snatch it without him even noticing.

On the front page was Izana’s picture and the title written I bold said ‘The prince still missing’. You were right. He wasn’t from the underground. You confirmed the same fact when you saw him looking away from Peach as she was changing with blush on his face.

Down there people fuck in the main streets without a care in the world. So someone like Kakucho and the Haitani brothers are not bothered by the sight of a naked woman.

“Your majesty.” You bowed mockingly before the tan man whose eyes widened.

“Wha-…”

“Oh come on little prince, did you really think I wouldn’t find out?” You showed off the paper to him peaking the interests of the other four partners in crime with you.

“Don’t call me that…” He glared at you.

"Oh come on little prince, what made you run away from home? Did mommy and daddy make you angry?” You mocked.

Izana clenched the palms of his hands into fists. “Shut the fuck up.” If looks could kill you would be dead.

Raising your hands up as a sigh of surrender you smirked. “Calm down little prince. I won’t go into your little temper tantrum but the nickname stays.” Your grin only grew wider. “Sugar plum, you ready?” You question the young woman and she nods as she secures a cloak on her shoulders covering a revealing outfit. “Then let us be on our way.” You shove the paper in the backpack and make your way to the first building.

“Second floor, third door to the left.” You say to Peach before she walks inside. “As for us…” You walk to the side of the building looking for a way up. You climbed the wall making it to the roof using the pipes and edges of the building. The Haitani’s and Kakucho followed you without a hitch but Izana was struggling. “Come on little prince…” You offered him your hand and he scoffed managing to get on top without your help.

The five of you managed to pick up all the valuables of the high end men while Peach was distracting them and earning herself a handsome pocket money. If you want to go unnoticed you have to sell it immediately before those men notice anything was missing.

“I can’t be sure if they are not stolen.” The man was complaining about the goods with a scowl on his face.

“Oh come on handsome.” You leaned on the counter exposing your cleavage to him. “If they really were stolen I bet you would hear about a huge heist by now wouldn’t you?”

“How do I know you didn’t steal it right now?” He was struggling to maintain eye contact with you.

Peach sighed exposing her cleavage as well. “Come on mister. I’m an honest working lady. These are just the gifts I was given by my clients over the course of couple of months since I pleased them so well.” She seductively touched his hand.

A siren that was what Peach was. Seducing anyone she wanted with a simple touch and her voice. It didn’t work on you because you knew her origin and you were ready to repel her attempts of seducing you.

The man offered you a bigger sum of what the things brought in were worth. Separating the loot in ten pouches you took two for Peach and yourself since Peach got another three for the gentlemen and placing the remaining eight into Izana’s hands.

“It was a pleasure doing business with you, little prince.” You wink at the pale haired male before you walked off towards the alley where the way down was.

About few weeks later you came face to face with the big man himself. He made a name for himself in such a short amount of time that you were impressed to say the least. His purple eyes were scanning the scenery as you stared at him from above.

Due to an earthquake few decades ago a whole opened up in the earth. No upper city citizens noticed it which was the only reason why a tree grew there. A big tree was your safe space and not many people knew of it. Only the leaders of clans because the meetings were held here, no fighting allowed.

“There you are!” He looked up to find you staring down on him from the big tree.

“You were looking for me, little prince?”

Izana made his way up the tree with ease and he sat down next to you on a platform attached to the thick branch. From the branch above were hanging old blankets and sheets forming a tent of the sort.

“I told you not to call me that.” He sighed.

“But you are a little prince, don’t you know the story?”

Izana’s eyebrows furrowed and he stared at you with confusion clear on his face. “What story?”

You let out a dry laugh. “You upper city folk really don’t appreciate the good peace of literature.” You sighed. “It’s a story about a pilot who crashed in the desert. There he met a boy who he called a little prince. Little prince tells the pilot about his journey and about his planet which is no bigger than a house. On that planet a rose grew, which the little prince adored but due to her demands he left her and went on a journey meeting adults. The adults were the king who requires obedience but has no subjects, the drunkard who drinks so he could forget how ashamed he is for drinking so much and so on... on one of those planets he meets a geographer who tells him about earth and so the little prince decides to visit. He is saddened because he finds out that his rose is not the only one in existence and there he meets a fox. The story ends with little prince who tames the fox and leaves her for his rose.”

“How am I the little prince?” He questions.

“Well, the upper city is your rose and the underground is your fox. You got bored up there so you came down here. You met the fox and you plan to tame her just to leave in the end. Overall nobody would leave a beautiful newly bloomed rose for a dirty old fox.” You smirked as you saw his expression shifting. “You are here just to hurt everybody who puts their trust in you.”

“That’s not it…”

“Oh really?!” You stood up. “What fool would leave the beautiful above ground oasis for this?!” You opened your arms wide.

“I would…” You interrupted him with a laugh.

“You can punch me, you can degrade me and you can say or do all kinds of shit to me but never lie to me.” You stood up from the platform dropping down and landing on your feet face to face with the other clan leaders. “What?”

“Noting…” Mikey smirked at you.

“Say it.” You glared at the short but powerful blond.

“You like him.” His grin grew wider.

“Like hell I do. Let’s get this meeting started shall we?”

Little did you know that usually lazy man you know since dippers was right? He was uncharacteristically smug on the day you and Izana had your little scrabble. How was he right and what proved his statement? Well…

Most likely the fact that literally a few days later when you two had another scrabble, it was you who pulled him by the collar and clashing your lips together. He was attractive and you admitted it to yourself the moment you saw him but now as he was looking down on you like predator would prey you forgot all about your ideal bedroom activities.

“What was that for?” He asked after your kiss ended.

“Nothing…”

“Oh yeah?” He smirked. “I thought you hated me?”

“Shut your mouth and kiss me!” His smirk only grew wider as he pressed another passionate kiss on your lips.

He held onto your waist bringing you closer to his body while you dug your fingers into his hair. The sparks of anger and passion were practically exploding around the two of you. When you pulled away to catch a breath you stared at his deep orchid eyes.

You kissed him once again but this time got to work unbuttoning his shirt and forcing him to take it off. Thanks to the blankets forming a tent on your platform no one could see you. But you were sure they could hear you.

Izana could only smirk into the kiss as your hands were forcing him to hurry up. The moment his torso was bare and pressing against your front he made use of his wandering hands, removing your corset like top. His hands slipped lower grasping your ass like it was a stress ball you would always get for Hihi.

Little whimpers left your mouth making Izana grope you harder. He wanted you laying down with him on top of him. He used one of his legs to throw you off balance, but he still held one of his hands at your lower back and the other was holding your neck.

He saw you use the similar trick. Yes, you were strong that much was obvious to the young prince but you still had many tricks up your sleeve not to hurt the person getting in your way but to humiliate them.

You once said that human or not human everybody has pride, and when you break that pride you break that person with it. He was on the receiving line of your humiliation tactics but now that he was using it on you, he could see a hint of a blush on your face.

“Nobody crosses me little prince…” You warned him.

“Is that why you never had a good fuck?” His grin grew wider.

“Who said that?” He was now holding his entire weight on his hands next to your head.

Izana let out a dry laugh. “I did…” He lowered his body down brushing his lips against yours. Barely touching.

He made quick work of removing what was left of your clothes and proceeded to place kisses all over your nude frame. He started from your lips going down your neck thought the valley in between your breasts over your stomach until he was face to face with your glistening cunt.

Izana looked up at you and you had to admit he looked good. So smug and proud of his capability to please you. However, you didn’t believe he was good, he was from the upper city and just a few weeks down here couldn’t have made him a master at pleasuring another person.

You were proved wrong the moment his mouth was on your cunt. He used his tongue like a master, swirling it around the sensitive bundle of nerves. The thing is the only way you would orgasm orally was when a woman would do it, because woman knows best after all and a man was never able to make you cum just with his tongue but Izana.

It was like he knew what you wanted and needed without you you telling him; he was good to the point where you would struggle to keep your sounds to yourself. Like he knew you were close to reaching your release he moved away. His lips glistened with your juices as they turned into a grin.

“You fuck… ah…” He surprised you with his middle and ring finger invading your entrance.

He wiggled his two fingers inside you giving you the vibration like effect as the heel of his palm pressed and rubbed your clit. “Oh fuck…” You held your hand over your mouth to keep all the sounds to yourself but it was proved useless because he could hear every single sound or see every whimper you made.

Before you reached your release once again, he moved his arms away from you and before you had a chance to cuss him out his lips were on yours again. You could feel him moving around on top of you, which made you assume he was getting rid of his pants and underwear.

Your assumption was proven correct because you felt something warm pressing against your slit. Izana smirked into your lips and you moaned at the sudden penetration. He was much bigger than what you anticipated. Much bigger than what you felt before and it was getting difficult to supress any sounds from leaving your mouth. Just then you gave up.

"Fuck... s-so big... shit..." Your eyes rolled all the way into the back of your head.

"Yeah?" He sighed. "Not so... Damn it... talkative anymore ay?"

His slow and steady thrusts allowed you to get used to his size but the moment you did and your moans became louder his went at it faster. Raming his full lenght into you like you were his own personal fuck toy and you hated to admit that you loved it.

He was hitting all the right spots sending you shocks of pleasure you have never felt before. Izana Kurokawa was shaking you to your core and you were loving it? Just who was this man? Was he really from the stuck up city up above? Was he really one of them?

His stare sudenly turned from a smug to a condescending one. His hand wrapped your throat. His middle finger and thumb pressed the two veins on the side of your throat making the corners of your vision fog up.

"Is this the dominant person who made Rin beg?" He let out a dry laugh. "Pathetic..."

His degrading tone made you clench around his lenght but it also made you want to prove it to him that you were no bottom.

And so you did....

Using your thighs you took him by suprise flipping the both of you. Izana was now on his back looking up at your slightly raging figure.

"Now, now little prince... don't underestimate me." You smirked.

You proceeded to move your hips in a up and down motion taking over all of the control he thought he had. But alas he wasn't the type to give up easily.

Izana grabbed you by the throat making you go still from the action and continued to slap his hips up into your cunt.

"Oh fuck..." You groaned.

"You're fucking clenching like a bitch in heat." He grined. "Come for me... Come on my fucking cock... ugh."

If you thought his pace was fast before you were a fool to think he can't go faster. He was yet again hitting that one spot within you which was your ultimate downfall.

You squirted all over his pelvis and abdomen and he followed soon after you spilling his seed over your stomach. The two of you panted and you collapsed onto him laying your head on his chest.

"That was..." You let out an airy laugh. "Something..." You raise your head to look at his face.

His face was coated with a layer of sweat and he raised just enoguh to lean back on his arms. Smirk was still evident on his face. "You got that right...." He winked at you.