#tw prey

Your sister pushed you towards the tall, built man; an action which you didn’t expect given the formality of the situation, so you ended up stumbling right into him. Your nose pressed against his chest before you took a few steps back and bowed, your kanzashi dangling in front of you. Everything was so formal, and rigid, and forced. He wasn’t interested either, and you could tell. Still, you held your bow, and waited for him to acknowledge you without bothering to look up. Honestly you didn’t care whether he did or not because you didn’t want to be here. You were in foreign territory, being flown to Japan after being forced to learn the language all because you’d be married into one of the most powerful clans in the world. This man with piercing green eyes didn’t even have cursed energy, but your family was sure that if you could show that you could produce strong, powerful offspring, that they’d marry your younger sister off to one of the more powerful Zenin. Your mastery of the Séance technique given your family's strong ties to espiritismo greatly interested the Zenin clan, and it was one they planned to take full advantage of. You were certain of it.

Finally he bowed, his head tilting slightly to face yours, so you mimicked him… Curious about his intentions, your eyes met his and you noticed his slightly cocky smirk. “Would you like to go for a walk and get away? I’m sure that I can convince them if I say we’re getting to know each other. I could use a break from my family, and I’m sure you could use a smoke.” He murmured just loud enough for you to hear. Given his tone though, you couldn’t place whether he was doing this for you, or for himself… Not that you really cared.

“Yes. Please.” You practically begged with a whisper before you both straightened at the same time. He turned to his family and discussed something with them in hushed tones before the other members stepped aside to let him through. After taking a few steps, he looked over his shoulder towards you, the scar over the corner of his lip prominent as his intense gaze met yours. You started to walk towards him and followed him once he started walking again, leading you into a garden and off the path. Though you were following a man twice your size into a forested area, far away from where anyone would hear, you felt oddly safe. Perhaps it was the disinterest he had shown earlier, or maybe it was his sincerity despite the cold stares. Once he stopped by a tree with a rock big enough for the two of you to sit on comfortably, you noticed he wasted no time taking his seat and taking up as much space as he could, resting his ankle on his knee with his black kimono draping over his legs. You decided to stand, resting up against a tree as you fished into your kimono sleeve pocket for the cigarettes and lighter you had hidden away. “You don’t want to get married either?” You muttered with the cigarette resting between your lips as you lit your cigarette.

“No. Though I suppose getting married to a pretty little thing like you wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.” He joked while eyeing you as you took a long drag to then rest your head against the tree and blow out the smoke from your lips as you let your hips jut out forward, tossing away what formality was left from your demeanor. “The exotic look you have isn’t something Japanese men typically go for-”

“And I suppose you’re not like most Japanese men…?” You sneered playfully to watch an amused smile form on his lips.

“No… If we don’t find a way out of this, you’ll soon find that out for yourself.” He laughed somewhat of a dark chuckle over the droning of the cicadas, which you closed your eyes trying to ignore them. “You don’t have an accent like the americans.” He remarked, which caused you to open your eyes and look at him closely.

“That’s because I’m latin. I’m pronouncing things as if I was more so speaking spanish than english… That and they forced me to learn, all to please your dumb clan.” You grumbled after taking another drag, letting your arms rest at your sides.

“Well if my clan is dumb, then so is yours for allowing you to marry someone with no cursed energy.” He laughed that single, dark chuckle again while you narrowed your eyes at him.

“You don’t seem the type to make self depreciating jokes… So… You’re trying to hide how strong you actually are… Why?” You analyzed while studying him closely, trying your best to determine why he was acting that way. When he realized you had figured him out, he started to study you closely. The both of you, weary of each other’s true intentions. He stood up, and started to make his way towards you. His hand pressed onto the tree above you with his hips pressing into yours, his arm that had been resting in the kimono, coming out as he shrugged the fabric off of his shoulder to grip onto your chin. You tried to pull away with the cigarette resting between your lips and your brows furrowing as you decided what you wanted to do. “Let me look at you.” He mumbled, and you let him. You realized there was a certain darkness to him. One that was a bit cold and inviting. One that attracted you. One that you knew if you followed, you’d be in for a dangerous adventure. And yet… You took the cigarette from your lips and leaned towards him, your eyes about to drift and close shut, waiting for him to meet you halfway. The thumb he held on your chin moved up to your bottom lip, pressing on it and pulling it down before letting it bounce back up. He leaned in, and pressed his lips to yours, meeting you for the kiss. His lips felt softer than you initially thought, his tongue quickly peeking through the pecks. His hand smoothed over your cheek and gripped onto the nape of your neck tightly, holding you to him as his hips pushed further into yours, pressing you back against the tree. When you moaned lightly against the kiss, his hand fisted a bit of your hair and pulled your head back. When you opened your eyes you could see the smirk on his lips, which you felt yourself matching. “Maybe being married to you won’t be so terrible after all.” He spoke with a slightly mocking tone as you put out the cigarette on the tree behind you.

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You finally managed to get away, running to that same path Toji first took you down when you first walked off together. You hadn’t seen him much since, being kept apart by all these formal traditions, not speaking much after that first initial encounter. Yet there you were, ruining your zori and tabi with the dirt from the forest floor, carrying tightly onto the hem of your shiro-muku, or as you were calling it “your dumb white kimono”. When you got to the small area with the large rock, you came to an abrupt halt upon seeing Toji immediately stand up with a threatening stance. “Still don’t recognize my energy?” You teased as you watched his muscles relax and heard that dark chuckle again.

“No. If we spend the rest of our lives together, I might pay you enough attention to get it… Eventually.” He joked while sitting back down on the rock. This time you sat beside him, not caring anymore about whether or not it would ruin the silk. “Your tsunokakushi is lopsided.” He mentioned with a much lighter chuckle.

“Yeah well, maybe my horns are just uneven.” You muttered with the cigarette you had pulled out between your lips, now fumbling for your lighter while his chuckles turned to him trying to stifle his laughter. “What kind of wedding belief makes you think I have horns? What kind of beings do you Japanese men think women are?” You whined before finally taking that drag you longingly desired. Suddenly his firm hand gripped your chin and turned your gaze towards him where you noticed he was no longer laughing.

“Brats.” He spoke with a deep, serious tone that only made you crack up in laughter. His grip on your chin loosened before he tossed your face away and joined in with a few chuckles. “You don’t want to be with your clan anymore, right?” He asked with a much more serious tone once your laughter subsided.

“No…” You breathed while taking in another drag. “I’m not fond of being controlled… That’s all my life has been. It’s nothing against you, you seem like a decent guy… A little cold and hardened, but not bad. I just want to make my own choices.” You explained while hunching over and placing one arm under your chest as you looked over your shoulder to him.

“You’re not bad either… But you seem like you’d be a real ball buster.” He joked with another one of his dark chuckles.

“Ehhh...” You rested the cigarette between your lips and tilted your hand from side to side to start laughing yourself.

“Runaway with me.” He spoke once your laughter subsided, the gravity of his tone leaving you slack jawed with the only thing holding the cigarette in your mouth was the paper covering sticking you your wet inner lip.

“What…?” You mumbled. “Fuck!” You cursed as the cigarette dropped from your mouth with you quickly grabbing it from your lap to see the burnhole your cigarette caused on the silk. You tried to smooth over the fabric, as if it would somehow magically undo the mistake you just made, all while Toji laughed at you uncontrollably.

“Ahh… What a shame.” He told you once he started to calm down.

“I didn’t think you’d be one to care about formal attire.” You grumbled only to have him grip onto your chin, smoothing over your cheek to rest his hand at the nape of your neck.

“I don’t. It’s a shame that you got fucked on your wedding day and it wasn’t even by me.” He finished with a smirk while your cheeks grew a little hot before a cocky grin formed on your face and you swatted away his hand. “I mean it though. Run away with me. Doesn’t have to actually be with me, but I’m leaving tonight. You should too. It’s the perfect time to do it. Once everyone is good and drunk, having had too much sake, all too happy thinking that they won with their control over us, slip away into the night.” He explained as you took your deepest drag of the night, contemplating his words.

“Brain and brawn… Seems I might have actually found myself quite the catch.” You teased while nudging his side with your elbow, admiring for a moment how well he looked in the montsuki, broad shoulders apparent even through all the fabric. He chuckled at your words and you rested your head on his shoulder for a brief moment, enjoying yourself and feeling yourself relax for the second time since you arrived. “Ok. I’ll run away with you.” You finally agreed as you lifted your head up, putting out your cigarette on the rock, taking his hand, and interlocking his fingers with yours. He took one look at your hand in his before raising an eyebrow at you.

“You realize I’m not going to take this marriage seriously, right?” He questioned with a small smile with his eyes darting between the both of yours.

“I’m not going to either, but we are in this together… And I am attracted to you, are you not attracted to me?” You questioned with a small smile and a teasing tone as your eyes darted nervously between the both of his. His hand let go of yours with your heart sinking, only to have it elate as he placed that hand on your cheek, pressing his lips to yours for a quick peck before pulling away to show off a cocky grin.

“Alright then.” He interlaced his fingers with yours. “Together.” He agreed.

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When you arrived back, the maidens of the household scolded you heavily, but you hadn’t a care in the world. Somehow, the sense of relief you got from knowing this would all soon be over was enough for you. Feeling at ease, you let them rearrange you however they liked. You stood by as they purified you, exorcised you of all your supposed demons. You held his hand as they announced your wedding to the Gods. You went through the ceremony with him, sipping the three sips from each symbolic cup of sake that you were supposed to take. You listened as Toji spoke his words of commitment to you, while you thought about how odd it was you weren’t required to say any back. You watched the sacred dance and the gifting of the branch. You did all of these things with the calmness and relaxation of knowing that you’ll be able to push all of this behind you and start your new life, your new adventure, your new journey… The best part was, you weren’t alone.

The entire reception, Toji sat at your side, both of you pretending to drink more than you did. His hand went to your thigh and you immediately looked at him, while his gaze was on the crowd of both families mingling together. “Soon.” He hummed, and after a moment he looked down at you with the smallest of smiles.

“Thank you… For giving me the courage to go on an adventure with you.” You whispered into his ear as you leaned into him.

“You would’ve eventually gone on your own.” He spoke with such confidence, you felt you had no other choice but to agree.

“Where should we go?” You asked, wondering if there was more to this plan than just the concept of leaving.

“I have some money that I took from the safe. We should be able to stay somewhere, and I have an idea from there… Though you might not enjoy it… But first…” He leaned in and you felt his smirk against your ear. “I want to consummate the marriage.” He spoke in a voice that dripped with lust and you pulled away from him with furrowed brows as you tried to hold back a smile.

“Now who’s taking this shit too seriously?” You teased while holding back a chuckle.

“Come on…” He placed his hand on your cheek with his thumb smoothing over it. “You said it yourself… We’re attracted to each other, aren’t we?” He spoke, using my own words against me.

“We’ll see.” You teased while turning back to watch the crowd of people.

“Ball buster in bed too then…” He mentioned to himself.

“Maybe.” You sang with a sinful smile.

“It’s ironic isn’t it?” He acknowledged with a huff.

“How little we want this but how oddly compatible we are?” You wondered outloud as you watched your aunt try to salsa with one of the Zenin men.

“Yeah… Which is why consummating is the only thing left to see if we really are compatible.” He spoke in a low hum while leaning into you again.

“We’ll see.”

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You walked into the Aman suite after taking off your zori and leaving them by the door to drop the stupid little purse that you were supposed to hold along with your kimono, all in awe of both the skyline and the mountains beyond it all. “It’s beautiful…” You murmured to yourself as you neared the window. “So what’s the plan after this…? The one I won’t like?” You wondered while staring at the magical scenery.

“An attractive man like me? I plan to find myself in the beds of many well-off women.” You could practically hear the cocky grin in his voice.

“Cheating on your wife so soon?!” You whipped around and feigned offense at his words with your fingertips touching your chest. He laughed that dark chuckle that was starting to grow on you and you laughed in return. “So then I suppose the part I wouldn’t like would be that I would do the same?” You calculated as you neared him, stepping with one foot in front of the other, hips swaying as you strode. You reached up to his neck with your hands pulling at the back to lower his face down towards yours. “I’m fine with that.” You assured him as his hands rested on your hips with his eyes boring into yours.

“Are you now?” He questioned with a sly grin forming.

“I am. But!” You held up your forefinger in a warning. “We agree to meet up. We can’t spend any more money on expensive rooms, we need to get phones tomorrow and some clothes to attract them. You’ll need to show me where rich Japanese business men hang out, because I don’t know enough about Tokyo to know where that would be.” You plotted while one of his hands went to your cheeks.

“What do you mean ‘agree to meet up’?” He questioned with his thumb something over your cheek in an oddly tender manner.

“We’re in this together, right?” You asked with your hand going to his wrist. His brows furrowed as he stared back at you, staring in slight confusion. “I want us to agree to meet each other once in a while.” You told him while tracing your hand on the back of his neck down the hem of his kimono, watching your hand move as your knuckles grazed his skin. His hand stiffened on your cheek and he lifted your face to meet his eyes.

“We can do that.” He agreed with a soft, gentle tone that you weren’t expecting. Still it was welcomed, and you found yourself pulling him to you by the hem of the kimono he wore. He leaned in for a kiss, his bottom one between the both of yours, savoring the moment of closeness between you two. “You’re oddly enticing and I don’t think I could keep away from you even if I tried.” He whispered into your ear after pulling away and pressing kisses along your jaw. The praise made you just a bit cocky, giving you the courage you needed to be the brat he thought you might be.

“Well, get ready to be absolutely bewitched.” You hummed before turning around. “Could you undo my obi?” You asked while looking over your shoulder. He gave a slight nod and his hands went to start tugging and pulling at the fabric. You looked forward to the skyline as his lips pressed to the back of your exposed neck with the heavy silk fabric falling to the wooden floor with a soft thud. Your hands went to undo the koshihimo as you exposed your neck, feeling him start to nip and suck at your skin. Small moans escaped your lips as you started to try to take off the headpiece while one of his hands rested on your hip and the other reached around and across your chest, slipping underneath the white kimono to grope your breast. You tossed the pieces that held your hair aside, finally letting its length loose as you groaned with his aggressive touches.

“Mmmm… So long.” He hummed happily as you felt him wrap your hair around his hand.

“How about you take your own clothes off first?” You manipulated with a smile on your face as you started to feel his grip on your hair loosen, his hands retreating as you let the kimono fabric fall over your shoulders, holding it across your chest as you turned around to cover yourself. You watched as he shrugged off the heori while he undid his obi, loosening both the hakama and the kimono, all while you took your tabi off, tugging them with your feet to keep the mystery of your actual form going. Up until now, you had only been wearing kimonos, and with their bindings, and the way they were made to hide all curves and keep a tube shape, your true body hadn’t been revealed. You waited for him to undress, heightening the anticipa… tion.

“Don’t act all coy.” He sneered with a devilish grin as the kimono he wore slid off his arms to reveal the hardened length hiding behind his briefs. Your eyes widened at the sheer size of it, only bringing you out of it when you noticed his fingertips grazing the tip as he placed his hands on his hips. Your eyes drifted up his muscular form, admiring every ripple on his body, only to narrow your eyes at him as you could see his cocky, shit eating grin with his tongue poking out at the side and his chin tilted upwards.

“What if I told you I was a virgin?” You asked quickly, smiling to yourself as you lied through your teeth.

“You can’t even say that with a straight face.” He hummed as he strode towards you while you giggled, letting the kimono fall an inch but no further. “Show me my wife’s body.” He spoke in a low tone that dripped with lust, and all at once you let the kimono drop to the floor, gathering with all the other fabric around it. His hands went to your biceps caressing down them as he took a step back while holding your hands, admiring your form and even spinning you as he clicked his tongue in disapproval. “Not wearing any underwear…”

“It’s summer, it’s hot enough as it is.” You giggled while watching his smile before he pulled you flush against him.

“How rough can I be with you? You’re just so small...” He growled while nuzzling his nose to your ear.

“Haa… You think you can get me?” You teased while slipping out underneath his arm, and backing away from him with a playful open mouthed grin.

“How rough?” He smiled back while crouching down slightly, almost like a predator about to catch their prey.

“Show me what you’ve got.” You challenged while biting the bottom corner of your lip. He charged towards you, his hands aiming for your waist, but you spun around with you hair whipping him as you danced around him. He quickly turned on his heel, much to your surprise, and his hands nearly encompassed your entire waist as he gripped tightly. You hadn’t expected such a strong, tall, burly man to be so light on his feet, and you were shocked to say the least. You weren’t shocked, when he lifted you and literally threw you on the bed. Your body bounced on the mattress and you couldn’t help but laugh at all the excitement, though you quickly tried to scurry upwards when you noticed Toji climbing onto the bed.

“Shame there’s no rope, I bet you’d look so pretty all tied up.” He mocked while stalking you as if he was about to devour you.

“Brains and brawn, but not creative.” You jutted your lip out and nodded to yourself before nosing over to the koshihimos on the floor. When he looked over his shoulder, you attempted to dive off of the bed, only to have one of your ankles caught in his grip. You looked behind you to see his sickingly dark grin that made the butterflies in your stomach flutter, so you used your free leg to lightly kick his shoulder and push against it to free your leg. His look of shock at how you kicked him was enough to let you know that you got away.

“You kicked me.” He spoke in disbelief as you walked backwards, away from him while he sat on the bed.

“I told you to give me all you’ve got.” You teased before biting your lip, to watch his slacked jaw turn into a grin. You nearly tripped on your own feet as you giggled, trying to run away only to feel yourself pressed into the glass window with his body completely encroaching your form.

“No getting away now.” His chest rumbled against your back, and as much as you tried to wriggle yourself free, he was pushing into you and holding you in your position. You could feel his length pressed against your back and you swore it felt as thick as your spine. The mere thought of him trying to fit himself inside you had you both frightened and aroused. “You’re so small.” He murmured in amusement.

“I’m pretty sure you’re just really big.” You corrected as you looked up at him with your head resting on his chest. You felt one of his hands on your thigh as he bent and crouched while still having you pressed against the wall. His lips met yours and you felt him start to run his length between your folds. He took your bottom lip between his teeth and tugged before trying to put his splitting girth into you. You started to feel the tip trying to push its way in, but it was too much. You weren’t ready and the stretch, the burn started to take over. “No, no, too much.” You whined while shaking your head a bit, but he simply tried to shush you while pressing kisses.

“It’s ok, it’s ok, you can take it.” But you couldn’t, the head wasn’t even in yet and tears started to prick in pain.

“Red! Red!” You yelped and he quickly let you go and backed away entirely. You rested your face against the cool glass for a moment with your eyes pressed shut, a tear squeezing out of each one as you caught your breath. “Sorry, it's just… It hurt.” You explained before turning around and resting on the glass to face him. He swallowed hard and nodded.

“I don’t want to hurt you. We can stop if you’d like.” He offered, with you noticing he wasn’t quite as hard as he was a few seconds ago. Still you didn’t want to stop. You just weren’t quite sure how to make it fit…

“I don’t want to stop, but…” You started to near him, and when he was within reach, you placed your hands on his chest, feeling his warm skin against your palms. “How do we make it fit?” You wondered while looking up at him with doe eyes.

“First…” He traced one hand on your curves as the next went to thread itself into your hair where he quickly fisted it. “You need to stop being a brat.” He growled and you huffed a chuckle.

“No promises.” You teased while lifting up your ankle and rolling your ankle as you gripped your bicep. He readjusted his hold on your hair so that it was wrapped around his hand, he then moved you around and led you onto the bed by the hold he had on you.

“Lay down.” He spoke with a stern commanding tone, but you merely knelt on the bed. He placed a hand at the base of your neck and pushed your upper body into the mattress before reaching out and untucking your legs to then spread them. Just one of his fingers was nearly as fat as two of yours, and it slid between your folds. He pulled his hand back and pulled your hair to expose your neck, watching every twitch of your face while trying to observe what brought you pleasure. His finger wasted no time to find that sensitive bundle of nerves, pushing on it lightly and making small circles as his lips occasionally pressed themselves to your skin. Smirks would start showing themselves on his lips as your breathing grew heavier, moans escaping as he continued to make you feel that pleasure you were craving. Your muscles tightened as your eyes rolled into the back of your head, and just as you were about to reach your high, you felt him slip a finger into you. Your walls fluttered and clamped down tightly as you mewled with your back arching and your toes curling. “Good girl. Now you’re going to keep cumming for me, ok?” He cooed and your eyes flew open as you realized his pace wasn’t stopping. Instead, once your walls stopped pulsating around him, he slid another finger in, the thickness of it causing a bit of a stretching burn, but the sting was good. The kind that had you feeling oh, so full afterwards. His finger bent up into you, hitting that right spot each time, that spot that had you feeling so lightheaded in the best of ways. He had you creaming and cumming and your walls fluttering down on his fingers by the time he added a third one in, all while watching your face the entire time. You felt seen, and observed, and it all had you withering at his touches, feeling like it was too much, but you were babbling now, fucked absolutely dumb.

“S’too much. Too much Toji.” You whined as you felt yourself nearing orgasm again. He finally let go of your hair and he placed his hand onto your cheek, thumbing at it sweetly.

“So I have to fuck the brat out of you, that it?” He smirked while staring at your lips, running his thumb against them. It took you a moment to process what he was asking as you weakly tried to push his hand within you away, but once you did you nodded obediently. He retreated his hand, slowly putting all three fingers that were within you into your mouth, making you taste yourself. Your tongue ran against the pads of his wrinkled and calloused fingers, wet with your slick as you felt yourself start to drool. He pushed his fingers further in until you started to gag. “Ahhh… Such a good girl now.” He hummed as he pulled out the fingers, to then kneel before you. You felt his length rubbing between your folds, his hand guiding and keeping it there, as he lathered himself in your juices. “I’m gonna put it in babygirl, you ready?” He asked while stealing a glance. After you nodded, you felt him start to push into you, his girth still stretching further than his fingers did. You winced, and felt him still, but what you needed was to pull him in. You grabbed one of his arms and pulled him towards you while also reaching down and pulling apart your outer folds to accommodate all of him. His chest was pressed flush against yours while he was hunched over, his face hovering over you as you stared into his eyes.

“Toji…” You mumbled while admiring his chiseled features with both of your hands cupping his face, pulling him towards you to press his forehead to yours. Your eyes closed for a moment and it felt like the world stood still. Nothing else mattered in that moment but the two of you. You mind was empty apart from thoughts of him, him and how good he was making you feel. You tilted his head and pulled him in for a kiss, feeling him start to rut his hips, in an almost tender manner as he readjusted himself and pushed your legs up. Opting to wrap your legs around his hips, you felt him reach deeper yet causing you to mewl against his lips with your arms wrapping around his neck. One of your hands reached into his hair as his tongue slipped past your lips with another tender snap of his hips. When the kiss broke you pulled his face into your neck with you moaning into his ear. “Toji, please, more please.” You whined, to feel him pick up his pace with him groaning into your ear. You whined when he pulled away despite keeping his pace, though he slowed when he looked down where you both connected. His hand traced over your lower stomach, and when you looked down past your breasts, that’s when you could see it too. His girth was so large within you, it was protruding and the outline was visible on your lower stomach, you watched as he pressed his hand onto you where he could see his girth. The feeling of fullness amplified and your head fell back onto the pillow in pleasure with your eyes squeezing shut. You felt one of his arms go underneath your waist with the other cradling your head, and he lifted you so that you were seated on his lap while he kneeled. “Toji…” You whispered while staring into those piercing green eyes, with him whispering your name back. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pushed your forearms into his shoulders and used it as leverage to start up a quickened pace. You both stared back at each other, watching each other’s lewd expressions as you felt your muscles tighten. His hands went down to your lower cheeks and he gripped tightly onto them, using his hold to help you quicken and intensify your thrusts.

You were bouncing on his length and you knew you were both so close. You nuzzled your face into his skin, opting to feel closer to him, to try and feel every last part of him, wanting him more than you could have him. To your surprise again, you felt him nuzzle into you, though his rough pace and grip continued. You dragged your nose up and pressed your lips to his outer shell as you teetered near the edge. “Toji, m’gonna…” Your breath hitched as you felt your walls start to squeeze him, hearing him mutter curses with his hot breath tickling your ear as you felt him pour his hot seed into you. Your paces slowed as you rode eachother out with him holding you for a few more moments as you both caught your breaths.

“Let’s go bathe together.” He suggested, and when you nodded, he simply moved his hands to your hips and carried you to the bathroom with him still within you. He sat at the edge of the furo tub and turned on the water while letting go of your thighs, but you kept holding on, nuzzling your face into his chest to let him know you weren't planning on letting go. His chuckle was light hearted this time, something that made you smile against his skin. He stood up, but you held firm, wrapping your legs tighter around his hips that were just barely small enough for you to reach around. He chuckled again with his hands smoothing over your lower cheeks before holding your thighs as he stepped into the tub with you attached to him. Once he was seated in the warm, steaming water, you loosened your grip around him. The thuds of his heartbeat rang in your ear as you settled into him. Your muscles slowly unwound with the warmth of  the water surrounding you both as he rested his arms on the edges of the tub with you both sitting in the corner. You moved your arms from around his neck to around his waist, sinking them in the water to further warm up as you closed your eyes.

“I can hear your heartbeat.” You informed him with a murmur, eyes still closed and nearly ready to drift off.

“Don’t go falling for me now, I’ll break yours.” He warned with his tone sounding half serious and half in jest.

“It’s going to take more than a good fuck to get my heart.” You teased with a small grin playing on your lips.

“We should make some rules.” He suggested with a tone that let you know how serious he was.

“You mean make our own vows?” You asked with a playful tone, pushing his buttons a bit, feeling his muscles tense underneath you.

“Yes…” He grumbled after a long pause, clearly not enjoying your choice of words, but willing to humor you. “One can be seeing each other at least once a week, as you stated.” You propped your chin upwards on his chest, opening your heavy lids to see he had been watching you the entire time, all while he slowly snaked his muscular arms around you.

“At least?” You questioned while reaching up and pulling his chin down towards you. “I don’t remember saying that part, you must be quite fond of me.” You teased with a cocky smirk to watch him scowl a bit and clench his jaw before looking away. It was then that it hit you that he was being vulnerable with you, and as much as you were tempted to keep up your teases… You wanted to see this side of him that you were betting nobody else has seen. Because of that, you took his face in your hands and pressed his forehead to yours. “I’m sorry.” You murmured. “I won’t tease you anymore, and I hope to see you at least once a week.” You told him with your eyes closed, still holding his forehead to yours to feel his jaw unclench and his arms around you squeeze a bit tighter. “We should wear condoms with others… Don’t need to for each other.” You proposed and pulled his face into the crook of your neck, wanting to give him more touches, more reassurance, let him know that it was ok to be vulnerable right now.

“Hmmm, ok.” He hummed while you pulled his head away and watched his eyes look through you as he got lost in thought. You watched the moment his mind came back to you, the smallest of smiles forming on his face. “I promise to hold you like this after each time with you.” He spoke as you tried to hold back a smile. You knew he was appreciating the holding as much as you were, and you nodded quickly in agreement.

“I promise not to judge you. Ever. I promise to be your home.” You offered, cupping his face as you looked into his eyes to try and gauge his answer, but they showed no emotion as they bore into yours. Slowly his brows knitted upwards, the look of confusion apparent on his face. His jaw tensed and his breathing grew a little heavier with your lips parting and your eyes darting between his. Just as you started to question your words he pulled you into him a jerk and buried his face into your neck again, his strong arms holding you tight. There were no more promises to be made, no vows left as you two held each other until the water stopped steaming. You both quickly washed up, dried up, and went to bed, with him laying far from you and facing away. He was hunched in on himself, nearly in fetal position, and all you could think about was how he reacted to receiving affection. In a household like the one you saw, the one you visited… Was he ever shown affection? You didn’t think so, so instead… You shifted and shimmied your way over to him, burying your face in his back with one arm going over his waist and one of your legs hooking over his. At first you weren’t sure how he was taking it, his back muscles feeling tense against your cheek. Another long pause passed, and he placed his large hand over your small one to pull it up to his chest, holding it in place.