#submisive!reader

You and Zanka had been dating for a while, almost two whole years. Your relationship wasn't the most scandalous.. you went on simple, traditional Japanese tea dates, studied together and talked for hours in your room about the most random shit. You adored the innocent, simplicity of your relationship but there was one thing missing, one tiny thing you've wanted since you first hung out in Zanka's room for the first time.

Sex.

It was almost embarrassing how much you thought about it.

It got so bad to the point where you had multiple wet dreams about him and nearly cried out of frustration when you woke up and realized they weren't true. The worst about it all? You were completely inexperienced not to mention too shy so you had no idea how to ask him for it. Your sexual frustration was slowly eating away at you and it showed. You started avoiding Zanka like the plague and instead ranted about your dilemma to your best friend Neil.

"Ok so why not just ask him?" Neil questioned with a look of disappointment as he sat on your bed with you.

"It's not that easy! Zanka's.." you contemplated your words for a second. "disciplined and traditional! He'd probably just think I'm weird or something."

"I'm telling dude, you're overthinking this entire thing." He again deadpanned.

"What do you want me to do? Just call him and say 'hey babe wanna get freaky?'" you said sarcastically.

The ringing of your phone caught both of your attention. You peered over at the screen to see lovely zanka 🩵 in bold. You groaned as Neil laughed at the comical timing. You purposely hung up the call, genuinely not wanting to deal with your emotions at the moment. Neil looked at you with this 'really bro?' look right before snatching the phone and texting zanka himself while keeping you at arm's length (literally).

Zanka: Where are you?

Neil (as you): She's at home with me big bro.

As soon as Zanka read the message, Neil handed you back your phone. You looked at what he sent and nearly lost it.

"Neil!" You yelled at him while pulling your hair.

"What? I did you a solid. Besides, it's not like he's gonna barge in here-"

The door slammed open to reveal a fuming Zanka in the doorway.

He was pissed.

"You," Zanka turned to Neil. "Out. Now." He ordered.

"Don't gotta tell me twice. Have fun (name)." Neil laughed with both his arms in the air in fake surrender.

Now it was just you and Zanka.

Dear God.

You got off your bed and began to explain yourself.

"Look Zanka, I-"

"Why?" Was all he said.

You went quiet, not knowing what to say.

"You-you don't tell me where you are, you hang up my calls- did I.. do somethin' wrong?" He questioned with the saddest puppy dog eyes known to man.

It broke your heart in two.

"No, no! You didn't do anything wrong! It's my fault. I.. wanted to ask you something but couldn't find the courage.." You explained.

Zanka looked almost relieved to know he didn't do anything but now was confused.

"Ask me what? My hand in marriage?" He joked.

You held a brief state of shock before the wave of comfort and familiarity washed over you. He knew that was your weakness, his dry sense of humour. A good laugh could reset your whole mood in a flash.

Feeling more comfortable, you finally confess what you've been holding back from him.

"No dummy. I," you took a deep breath in, this was harder than you thought. "wanted to ask if we could.. y'know.."

"Come on, spit it out." He urged.

"I wanted to ask if we could have sex! There I said it!" You grumbled like the whole ordeal was a chore.

Zanka eyes widened in surprise before quite literally laughing in your face.

"Wha- I- fuck you!" You whined.

"I'm sorry- really it's just- that's it?" He spluttered.

"Shut up." You mumbled as you covered your blushing face in shame.

The room fell silent before Zanka broke it with a sigh of content.

"All that trouble just for that? Come 'ere." He muttered as he pulled your hands away from your face and brought you against him.

You instinctively put your hands on his surprisingly hard chest, having done this before- you and Zanka weren't completely inexperienced, you made out a couple of times but that was it. This would be the first time you went.. beyond that.

After making fun of you a bit more he went silent again- gazing into your eyes for longer than necessary. You did the same, admiring his deep navy blue eyes with quickened breath. Zanka leaned in slowly- as if asking for permission. He really didn't need to but the sentiment made your heart flutter.

Finally, he planted his lips on yours. They were a little chapped but soft as they moved along yours in a smooth rhythm. He turned his head slightly and swiped his tongue at your bottom as a warning right before inviting himself into your mouth and you gladly let him in.

Suddenly he broke the kiss and it left you breathing heavily. You felt a tiny tug at the hem of your shirt.

"Can I take this off?" He whispered against your lips.

"Mhm." Was all you could muster.

He waited one more painful second before pulling it off slowly. You raised your arms for him as the shirt went over your head. You found him just staring at your breasts with widened pupils, you were both flattered and embarrassed at the same time.

"Uh.. Zanka?" You queried.

"Huh? Oh, sorry (name)- I just.. your body's beautiful. You're beautiful. How'd an average joe like me end up with you?"

"Zanka.. I'm the one that doesn't deserve you. You're handsome, hard-working, honest, you're not afraid to-"

Zanka covered your mouth while blushing profusely.

"Don't. I.. don't wanna cum yet- not when we haven't even started." He whispered as he released your mouth.

Sensing you were getting restless, he groped and grabbed at your breasts to his heart's content- which was a lot. You didn't realize he liked them so much.. noted.

When he was finally satisfied he moved onto your skirt and took it off without trouble, your blue laced panties on full display. He hooked his index and middle fingers into the waistband.

"This for me?" He asked.

You nodded.

"Ya didn't have to do that.." He remarked before kissing you again and dipping his fingers inside.

His finger grazed your clit before sliding down through your slit all the way to your entrance, just barely ghosting over it before going back up to your clit as he began rubbing slow circles into it.

Your moans of pleasure were muffled by the deep kiss you were sharing. Zanka released your lips from his possessive hold and whispered against them.

"God you're..so wet." He commented in between breaths. "Think you're ready for a finger?" He inquired.

You nodded again- however this time, Zanka didn't seem all too pleased with that answer.

"Come on (name), use your words." He insisted.

"Y-Yeah um.. I think I'm ready."

"Good. Now, breathe in for me."

He very slowly inserted his middle finger into your entrance, watching your expression to see if he should go deeper or not. Once he was all the way in, he began to pump his finger in you- the action making you gasp.

"Too much?" He asked.

"Come on Zanka.. I'm not fragile. I can take it.."

Zanka chuckled lowly. "I know you can big girl, but let's save that talk for when I'm stuffing you with my cock."

You froze in shock. You didn't expect your seemingly serious, up tight boyfriend to say such.. lewd things. You kinda liked it.

Zanka, being the strategist he is- took the opportunity of your surprised state to use his thumb to play and rub circles into your clit while fingering your hole with two fingers this time.

You never felt this way before. You rarely touched yourself and when you did it was never like.. this. Never this calm yet precise- and most important of all it never felt this fucking good.

You were about to reach your release when you felt Zanka's fingers come (no pun intended) out of you and his thumb off your clit.

You made an embarrassingly whiny noise- already missing the feeling of his fingers in you.

"Relax beautiful, I'll give you exactly what you want.. go lie on the bed for me."

You immediately obeyed and down on the bed. Although it was a little awkward since you didn't really know what you were doing.

While approaching you in an irritatingly slow motion, Zanka began stripping. Heavy breathing and the sound of his zipper going down cut through the silence of the room.

First his jacket came off, then his shirt- revealing a set of gorgeous abs, v-line and pink nipples for you to play with.