#takatora

You were coined as the innocent one. The one that never got her hands dirty, and never put herself into anything risky. 

But instead of doing anything risky, you decided to befriend someone that some people would consider risky all on his own. 

You and Takatora have these little daily meet ups. Whether is was for making sure you were with him in a game, or just so you both could be close to each other. The second situations would usually consist of him listening to you babble about - well - anything. 

It could stretch from you talking about your life before the games, or something stupid like what you dreamed about last night. 

Whatever it was, he listened. 

He would talk to. Short sentences and one word agreements. And, you were okay with that.

When he did talk to you more than a few short words, it was usually when you two were alone and you asked him a question. Things like what he was like before the games, and what inspired him to get his tattoos. In these moments, you were the listener and he was the talker. These were your favorite moments.

Then one day, it all stopped. 

It was weird how it all ended too. You usually wore shorts and a jacket over a bikini top. You didn't like people looking at your skin, and you most definitely didn’t like when some guys would cat call you. 

But, on that day it was to hot for even just a jacket.

You were stretched out on the roof top; wearing nothing but your bikini top and bottoms. You had a towel underneath you so the hot gravel wouldn’t burn your skin. You would have sat out near the pool like a normal person, but you were to self conscious and you were going to meet up with Takatora soon. 

Last time some guy said something suggestive in front of him, let’s just say you didn’t become the favorite at The Beach because of it. That was one of the many reasons why you had no other friend’s besides Takatora. He was very protective of you. 

But honestly, you didn’t need anybody else. 

As you were longing around at the roof top, waiting for Takatora to find you, you wondered what could be taking him so long. 

You turned around to lay on your stomach and stared at the roof entrance. Just when you were about to flip over again, the door opened and there came the man himself.

You smiled at him, and he smiled slightly back. He walked over and sat in front of you crisscrossed. 

“Hey, Tora. What took you so long?” 

His smiled brightened a little more at the sound of his nickname coming from you.

“Meeting with the executives.”

You nodded your head in understanding, and then remembered you were going to flip over back onto your back before he entered. Got to have an even tan after all.

You flipped over and put your hand over your eyes so the sun wouldn't blind you. 

“So, what was the meeting about?”

This was actually a very normal question for you to ask. He wouldn’t tell you everything, but you some how felt more in the loop then the rest of the people at The Beach from what he did tell you. 

But this time, he didn’t answer.

You just thought it was taking him awhile to think of what to tell you that wouldn’t get him in deep shit with the other executives. After about a whole minute stretched by, you uncovered your hand from your eyed and looked backwards at him. He looked upside down from this angle.

“Tora, you okay?” 

He just stayed looking in front of you. You thought something was in front of you so you glanced to try to see what was keeping his attention, but there was nothing there. 

You then sat up compactly and turned your body around to face him. You leaned back on your hands, and stretched your legs in front of you. You were about to ask him the same question again, until you saw what he was really looking at. 

His eyes were traveling up and down your body. Like you said before, you never wore less than a jacket and a pair of shorts. This was the first time Takatora ever saw your exposed skin before. 

His mouth was a jar, and he looked like he's never seen a women’s body in anything less than a nun outfit. This was obviously not the truth because of how other girls at The Beach wore such skimpy amounts of clothing. 

You started to feel self conscious by the ways he was looking at you, so you crossed your arms over your chest and you're ankles together to sit the same way he was. 

But, he wouldn't stop looking. 

“Takatora!”

You practically shouted his name. He shook his head and finally looked back into your eyes. When he realized he got caught worshiping your body with his eyes, his ears turned red. Your face was sporting a similar blush. 

“I-I have to go,” Takatora said quickly before standing up.

You blinked a couple times and tried stopping him by calling his name, but it was too late. He ran out the door so fast you didn't even have time to stand up, and stop him. 

This was the last time you met up with him in over a week. 

Any time you went somewhere hoping he would meet up with you, he would never show. He didn't even join you when you went to a game that week. You had to join a random group of people all by yourself. Luckily, it was a diamond game and nothing you couldn't handle.

This didn't stop you from feeling guilty for yelling at Takatora.

You one day decided to stop waiting for him to find you, and go find him yourself. You eventually did find him around the pool bar area with other militants. They were all drinking and partying up a storm. 

All of them, but Takatora. 

He looked bored out of his mind and just leaned against a wall by himself. Katana in front of him so he could lean against that too. Hood up so everyone knew not to talk to him. 

You were about to walk up to him, but he caught eyesight of you first. 

His eyes went wide and his ears turned a slight pink shade again. Once again, he ran out the room before you could even make it to the pool bar.

This was how it was between you two for the entire week. Anytime you would enter a room, he would leave. Anytime you would look at him, he would look away and become all flushed in the face.

When it hit the seventh day, you decided this was the last straw. 

You decided you were just going to go to his room and comfort him. You didn't care if he liked what your body looked like. If anything, you kinda liked it. Not in a ‘my bodies better than everyones’ type of way, but because you liked that he liked your body. 

You just wanted him back in your life. 

When you arrived to his room, you promptly knocked on the door like a considerate person. When no one answered, you opened the door a little and peeked in. You’ve been in his room a thousand times before, so nothing in it was new to you, but he wasn't there. 

You entered his room, and shut the door behind you.  

Maybe he was in the bathroom? 

You went and checked but the door was wide open and no Takatora insight. You huffed out in frustration. You looked at yourself in the bathroom mirror and sighed to yourself. Just when you were about to leave his room, you heard the front door to his room start to open. 

You ran right back into his bathroom. You didn't want him to find you, and think you were snooping in his stuff. You shut the door behind you as quickly and quietly as you could. 

You leaned against it and covered your mouth with your hand as an extra mesure to keep you from making any noise. 

You heard some things move around in his room, and after a couple of minutes you heard what sounded like him getting into bed. 

You opened the bathroom door quietly, and just a crack so you could see through. 

And what you saw was exactly what you thought you heard. Your best friend, Last Boss himself, was laying on his bed over the covers. 

His katana was on the side table closest to him. When you looked at his katana, you smiled to yourself at the memory it brought to light. 

You asked Takatora one day if he could teach you how to fight with it. It surprised you, and the people around you at the time, when he said yes without hesitation. 

The day he taught you how to use it, he admitted to you that you were the only person he trusted enough to hold his katana. You felt honored and your feelings for him only grew from there. No ones ever trusted you before with something so special and he trusted you without any hesitation.

Your were popped out of your memory filled bubble, when you heard a grunt come from Takatora. You looked back at him and your face became as red as a tomato. 

Takatora, your best friend, had his hands in his pants having - err - alone time?

You looked away right away. You should not be watching him please himself. You may have a soft spot for him, but that doesn't mean you should watch him do... his thing. 

“Y/n~”

Your name being moaned out made your ears perk up. Did he just? - No way. It must have been your imagination because there’s no way...

 “Fuck, Y/n~”

Your jaw dropped. Not only were you intruding on Takatora doing his thing, but you were listening to him do it to YOU!

You bit your lip and tried to slow your rapid beating heart. The noises from the other side of the door weren’t helping it though. 

You instinctively rubbed your thighs together and cursed at yourself for actually enjoying the fact that Takatora was jerking off to the thought of you.

It’s too late to turn back time, so your curiosity got the best of you. You peeked through the crack in the door again, and you quietly gasped at the sight. 

Takatora had his eyes shut, and head thrown back. Hand on his cock and moving in fast motions. 

You licked your lips at the sight. You haven't ever seen a man jerk off before. Hell, you’ve never even had sex before. The furthest you've got in that department is letting a guy touch your boobs in your senior year of high school while making out. 

You weren't lying when you said you were a very innocent person.

This was something you and Takatora also had in common. Not that you ever had that exact conversation before. But when you somehow got into a conversation about first crushes, and all that, he admitted to never even kissing someone before.

When your name dropped from his lips again in almost like a prayer, you closed your eyes to stop yourself from whimpering. You were so turned on for him right now, you were about to open the door and beg him to take your virginity. 

Instead, you rubbed your thighs together a little and hoped this would be enough until you got out of the bathroom.

That’s when you realized your situation. You were stuck in his bathroom with no way out but the front door. You mentally cursed at yourself for getting in this predicament. 

You turned around, no longer watching Takatora do his business, and looked around the bathroom. Trying to figure out a solution on how you’ll get out of there. It’s then you see the air vent right above the sink. 

It wasn’t a great plan, but it would have to work because you were out of options. You lifted yourself up onto the counter and reached for the vent. You were just the right height to reach it, so you started unscrewing the vent bolts with your hands. It took some time, but some how you made it work. 

You kept hearing the pleasant noises from Takatora the whole time, but you just kept reminding yourself to focus. 

You got to the last bolt and started scrambling to get it done. Right when you were about to turn the bolt one last time to open the vent completely, you heard Takatora grunt out in pleasure with your name on his lips. This brought your focus back on him for just a second, but in that second the vent was completely unscrewed and it fell to the ground with a loud bang.

There’s no way he didn't hear that. Your eyes went wide and mouth flew open at what just happened. 

You heard Takatora’s feet hit the floor and you knew he was about to go to whatever made that noice. You started forcing yourself into the vent as fast as you could. 

Just before your whole body got into the vent, a hand gripped onto your ankle and pulled you right out.

Your head hit the counter during the fall, and you were out cold.

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When you woke up, your head hurt like you were just hit by a crow bar. You instinctively put your hand on the side of your head, and hissed at the pain it brought you. As you sat up, you looked down and realized this wasn’t your bed. You then you looked around and realized this wasn’t your room either. 

You started to freak out and look around franticly. You only calmed down when you saw Takatora sitting in the corner in a chair, staring out the window. You breathed out in relief. You thought someone kidnapped you, but instead you were just in Takatora’s room.

Wait a minute, why were you in Takatora’s room?

You voiced this exact concern. “Tora, why am I here?”

Takatora whipped his head around in surprise when he heard you speak. He must of not realized you were awake. After his surprise wore off, you realized he became stiff and stared at the ground in embarrassment. 

What could he be embarrassed about? Was it because of last time -

Then your memory came back. You're instantly covered your mouth and looked away in your own embarrassed state. You couldn't help but babble out at an apology.

“Oh my God, Tora! I’m so sorry! I came here to find you, and talk to you about the last time we saw each other, but then you weren't here. But when you came back to your room, I freaked out and hid in your bathroom. Then - um - I thought the best way for me to leave was the vent. And-and... I’m so sorry.” 

He was now looking at you stunned. Stunned for the fact that you made this much of an effort to talk to him, or the fact that he thought you didn't see him having his alone time. 

But you did see him, you just weren’t going to worsen the situation with bringing it up. 

You breathed in and tried to calm yourself down from all the emotions swirling around in your head right now. You then thought maybe it would be best to just leave and never speak about this again. 

You stood up and sped walked to the door. You were about to pry it open, but then Takatora stopped you by grabbing onto your hand. He didn't look at you, just stared at the ground. It was silent for a long time so you spoke first.

“Takatora?”

It was just his name, but it made him look at you. You walked closer to him and his eyes widened for a second. You knew he didn’t want to talk about last night, at least right away, so you thought maybe this would be a better time than any other to ask him about what happened a week ago.

“Why have you been avoiding me?”

He looked back at you again and you saw sadness written all over his face. 

“B-because-” He stopped himself short, but you just leaned in closer to him to show him you were waiting for an answer. You heard him sigh and it was like he just let out all air in his lungs that he was holding. “Because I want you Y/n.”

“Want me? Want me how?”

You weren't stupid, but you wanted him to say it out loud. You wanted him to admit the same feelings you’ve gained for him since the day you met him. The feelings that grew into so much more than a crush since he trusted you to hold his katana. 

“I want you as in - I love you.”

And this brought the biggest smile onto your face. You jumped onto him and wrapped your arms around his neck tightly. He was stiff and shocked at first, but then he reluctantly wrapped his arms around you. 

When you pulled back, still with your arms around each other, you looked right into his eyes and said, “Takatora! I've loved you since practically the moment I met you.”

His eyebrows shot up and you never saw him more surprised in your life. 

“You do?”

You nodded your head rapidly. The smile that spread to his face was the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen. You couldn't take it anymore. You leaned forward and kissed him passionately. He gasped into your mouth and It took him a moment, but he eventually kissed you back and pulled you flush against him.

Your mouths moved together in unison and you felt so free, and happy in that moment. It wasn’t until Takatora pulled out of the kiss that you're remembered there was still on more thing you had to talk about. He was the one, surprisingly, that brought it up though. 

“Um, Y/n. - What did you see last night?”

His ears turned a slight shade of pink and since you were so close to his face you saw even the parts of his face that didn’t have tattoos on them were pinker in color. He held his breath and waited for your answer. 

You felt so on top of the world in that moment, that you some how had enough confidence to say, “Nothing I wouldn't want to join into next time.”

You smirked at him and he bit his lip. Embarrassment be gone. 

He pulled you in again and dove in for a deep kiss. 

I couldn't find a good picture of him so here's the actor!

NSFW warning and some graphic descriptions?? idk.

Nsfw-

A = Aftercare (what are they like after sex?)  and Z = ZZZ (how quickly do they fall asleep afterward?)

Okay so Tora thinks you deserve the best in the world cause your basically an angel in his eyes. He would definitely pick you up and like take a long bath with you, dry your hair and you into some fluffy clothes or one of his hoodies and then he would like change the sheets straighten them out and if your hungry he has a bunch of snacks in his bedside table and he’ll let you eat those and then hell just wrap his arms around you and sleep. 

B = Body part (what is their favorite body part of their partner?) 

Okay so Tora thinks all of you is perfect definitely an ass man. Also he loves tracing your collarbone and jawline and like he loves leaving hickeys on your neck and anywhere he can ¬‿¬

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Before coming to borderland he didn’t even get out of his room so he doesn't quite knows what hes doing. You’ll have to guide him for some time but he’ll learn very quickly.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment or humorous?) and I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? are they romantic?)  and P = Pace (are they fast and rough or slow and sensual?) 

So Tora’s definitely very serious and intense. I dont feel like he would go slow or be very romantic either cause I feel like sex is supposed to be just for pleasure for him. Also hes fast as fuck. I mean hes not rough and hes not into choking or whatever I feel like he would be into knife play but he doesn't do it cause he doesn't want to hurt his s/o

L = Location (where are their favorite places to do the do?) 

He would like be down to do it anywhere. Like wherever his s/o’s comfortable but I feel like he would really be into car sex- Imma stop here.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) and Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) 

Oh he has a ton load of stamina like where does it even come from. And he doesn't get tired easily thats why he can take care you so much after just doing it.

V = Volume (how loud are they? what sounds do they make?)