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#also riki is definitely wearing pants

genjv4rse · 1 year

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𖥻 ( 尤も ) HYPE BOY ! — @/NMR ⋆ ࣪

syn ; in which your crush declares his love for you !

you enter your class with a bright smile plastered on your face. It was truly a wonder why suddenly you were so enthusiastic about coming to school. well it all started in last year when a cute and cool transfer student from japan became your classmate. he's been popular ever since he stepped foot in this school. both senior and junior girls will fawn over him, boys will die to befriend him or either be like him. his popularity rose up more after he joined the dance and basketball club and drastically secured his position as the ace. nishimura riki he was. soon you also found yourself extremely interested in him.

today was a basketball match and you were gonna cheer for ni-ki to the fullest. not to mention the fact that you've literally spent the whole night praying for his victory. the ringing of the bell snaps you out of your daydream as your eyes fall on the entrance of your classroom and there he is, nishimura riki in all his glory entering the classroom with his signature swag as the girls and boys flee towards him but amidst of all his eyes meet with yours as you quickly avert your gaze down from the embarrassment that you just got caught gawking at him. but you fail to notice the adorning smirk lingering on his plump lips as a light pink hue decorates his bread cheeks.

time flies faster than ever with you constantly stealing glances at ni-ki and getting caught oh so embarrassingly. but you can't stop i mean how are you supposed to? when he looks so dreamy? everyone quickly rushes towards to the school's basketball court as the game's about to start in a while. you rushed to take a seat at the front row where the view is nice with your bestie tailing behind you. the game starts and your nervousness takes over you as if you were the one playing on field. but your anxiety quickly subsides as you take a notice of the dirty blonde mullet's charming smile. the rest of the game was you cheering at the top of your lungs for ni-ki. ni-ki successfully does the last dunk as the victory of ni-ki's team is announced through the microphones. everyone breaks out in a chaos of celebration and some in shame of loss. you were most definitely on the celebration's side.

you rush out your way towards the field where ni-ki is to congratulate him with a beverage in your hand but suddenly you halt in your footsteps not daring to take step forward towards him. there ni-ki stands with girls surrounding him like beehive and suddenly you feel so small and meek compared to them.

does he even know who you are ? do you even have any chance ? will he ever be yours ?

wary questions like this filled your head afterall you weren't the best. you were insecure. but deep inside you always believe your love will reach him and that you'll have your happy ending with him. ni-ki excuses himself from the girls as he takes notice of your zoned out figure and marches towards you. "boo !" he exclaims as you let out a squeak. all he does is laugh at your cute expression and you cannot help but blush at how melodious his laugh sounds. "sorry, btw is thar for me ?" he chirps pointing at the beverage can in your hand. "y-yes!" you reply as you shove that in his hands. he happily mutters out a thanks and proceeds on chugging down the beverage. you take this as a chance to admire his beauty. the way he closes his eyes, his lips attached on the can, his perfect side profile and his prominent adams apple that bobs up and down as he drinks the beverage. seriously how can someone drink so handsomely ?

your quickly pulled out of your lovesick thoughts as ni-ki pulls you by your hands in a empty classroom and that's when you notice your probably gonna die from heart attack caused by him. he locks the classroom door and steps towards you. you notice the way his growing muscles highlight by the sleeveless jersey he's wearing with quarter high jersey pants that compliment his long slender legs. he comes closer, pining your hands on both sides of your head, your back pressed against the blackboard. his face so close to yours you can easily count each and every moles and blemishes. his sweat drenched long hair sticking at the back of his neck as long strands of wet hair fall over his eyes. they tickle your face from the close proximity. his plump lips just few centimetres away from you, your eyes travel from his lips to the mole decorated right under the corner of his lips as you gulp out of nervousness. "did you think I wouldn't notice, princess?" the nickname makes your knees wobble and suddenly you are unable to utter out words as he continues. "it might not be the best occasion but I couldn't control myself anymore y/n. I love you, I really do, I've been in love with you for so long." you couldn't believe what was happening right now. is this a dream ? "I-I love you too" , you reply with a shy smile and blush painting your cheeks. before you can say another word you feel a pair of soft plump lips crash on yours. you flutter your eyes shut in contentment and kiss back. the kiss was so passionate and filled with love.you both broke apart as you two smile resting each other's foreheads together.

"i love you my chemical, hype boy ! "

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jungwnies · 2 years

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ᶻz﹕uncommon﹑🐝 enhypen headcanon

synopsis. things they don't do often, but when they do it's always a surprise !

genre. slice of life, fluff, romance ! wc. 708 !

author's note. something that i thought of while watching en- videos !

,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — jungwon (전원)

he doesn’t give gifts often

jungwon isn’t someone who gives gifts often, he prefers showing you his loves through hugs, kissing, physical touch in general. he also loves to show how much he loves you by telling you how much he loves you. however a few times a year he’ll come home with a gift for you; something meaningful yet useful or something simply cute like a bouquet of flowers or something you’ve been eyeing for a while at the store.

,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — heeseung (휘승)

telling you how much he appreciates you

he’s not used to voicing out his feelings and sometimes he forgets to. it’s a given that he loves and appreciates you but he doesn’t show it often through words. but it’s always a surprise when he comes home from schedules with a bouquet a flowers and a card hand written by him pointing out everything he’s grateful for from you. although it slips his mind to tell you he loves you he never fails to be a romantic when he realizes it’s time to show you a little more love than usual.

,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — jay (제이)

spoiling you

jay doesn’t spoil people. he thinks his love and affection is enough, which it is. however he’s not someone who you can ask to buy you things at any given moment. however there will be days where he just takes you out and let’s you get whatever you want and do whatever you want. jay likes to wear the pants in the relationship but there are days he just wants to spoil you in not only his affection and love but also his riches.

,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — jake (제이크)

there’s nothing that jake doesn’t do. he’s the biggest romantic and the loyalist member so i cannot possibly think of something he doesn’t do for his partner.

if anything jake is someone who forgets to show you a little more attention than his dog, layla. although jake is very loving and giving he might give layla a few more cuddles and kisses but he never actually forgets to smother you with his love.

,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — sunghoon (성훈)

he forgets to show his affection

sunghoon is not a sucker for affection and he gets super giddy and nervous when you’re cuddling. although he loves it and he lowkey craves your touch it’s still something he’s not used to and sometimes he’ll forget to give you a hug here and there or forget to kiss you. you could pucker your lips in front of him for a kiss and he would be CONFUSED. however there are days he’s needy and wants to be coddled and loved like a baby.

,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — sunoo (선우)

he forgets how to be serious sometimes

sunoo takes a lot of jokes and because of this he forgets when to be serious. you could tell him how much you love him and how perfect he is (because he is) and he would completely disregard it and think you were joking. he knows when to be serious in situations but when it comes to people praising him or telling him something he doesn’t know to believe it or not. once you convince him you’re being honest and truthful i think he’ll turn into waterworks and tell you how much he loves and appreciates you.

,, ❥ ꒰୨୧ ・ — niki (니키)

he’s never really genuine

riki especially makes a lot of jokes. so it’s hard to tell if his compliments and words of affirmation are genuine. he’s a joker, what can i say. although there are days when riki is a little more loving and honest and just wants to be loved, almost like sunghoon. he’s not one for fluffy relationships nor is he used to them because he’s so young, but it’s always a surprise when he’s being genuine and buying you gifts to apologize for his lack of relationship knowledge. riki spoils his partner (true) but sometimes it’s definitely hard to tell if he’s being genuine or not. although he can be annoying sometimes he’s nonetheless a good person who’s a little mean 🤏

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dimpledlavendeer · 3 years

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𖣘 Enhypen's reaction to their s/o being afraid of heights ༄

Warnings: none, this is fluff

The idea was given by a friend, so credits to her 🖤

I hope you enjoy!

A/n: idk why but Tumblr doesn't let me use the read more feature so I'm sorry if this is long :(

This isn't proofread so I'm sorry if I have typos

❧ Heeseung

You were on a date at an amusement park

It was Heeseung's idea to get on the ferris wheel and you couldn't say no because he was so excited about this date

You get in and sit down, hands sweating bc of nervousness

At first Heeseung didn't realize how you were wiping your hands on your pants, looking around like a lost puppy

But when the ferris wheel starting moving with a loud thud, you got startled clinging onto his arms

He found it so adorable that you were being so clingy to him more than ever cuz you were scared

He would immediately wrap his arms around you to pull you closer to himself

You would bury your face in the crook of his neck, trying to hide your blushing face, "So you're scared of heights huh baby?" He would ask giggling

You would raise your head to look at him but once you see how high you guys were you would immediately get back to your old position, "Shut up Heeseung I swear.." you would say jokingly punch his chest

He would stroke your hair slowly with one hand and with his other hand he would hold you close to himself by your waist, place small kisses to your nose and your forehead

Since you're too afraid to look he would tell you how bright the city looked, helping you imagine the beautiful view

❧ Jay

Jay booked up a table from a luxury restaurant for your monthly anniversary

But the thing was he booked it from the terrace floor which was too high 🥲

You gulped down once you saw where you guys were gonna eat but didn't say anything bc you didn't wanna break Jay's excitement

He hold your hand to walk with you to your desk, noticing your hesitant steps

"Is everything okay y/n?" He asked but before you could answer he noticed how you were nervously looking outside, gulping down your worries

He couldn't help but to smile seeing his girlfriend for months being this afraid for the first time, "Oh my gosh you're afraid of heights?" He would ask in disbelief between giggles

You would throw him a death glance, making him laugh out loud at your adorable reaction, placing his hand on your waist to pull you closer

"Don't worry baby, your man would protect you 😏" he would say teasingly after pecking your lips

"Oh my, I'm suddenly not afraid anymore" you would tease him while following his lead to your seat

❧ Jake

Jake was homesick so you both went to Australia for holidays

He and his friends used to go hiking together and this time he offered to you

You said yes, not thinking there will be anything that can bother you

It took a while for you guys to reach the top as you took your time and Jake was slowing himself to catch your pace

It was all fine, he was generally so caring to you, he kept asking if your were thirsty or tired every 15 mins

And it was all fine until you finally reached the top, realizing you were way higher than you imagined

Your eyes went 👁👁 while you unintentionally took a couple of steps back due the highness

Jake got worried thinking you were dizzy so he rushed to hold you from your waist asking if you were okay

"I never thought it would be THIS high" you let out smiling nervously, making Jake sigh in relief

He would pull you into a hug, a hand fixing your hair to push them from your sight, so he can look at your eyes

"It's okay baby, we can turn back" he would say smiling and would buy you something sweet to eat on your way home

❧ Sunghoon

Sunghoon never liked anything that was too extreme excluding that day where he insisted you to take the water ride with him after you accepted to go to an amusement park with him

You definitely didn't wanna get wet att all

But it wasn't the least of your problems bc the ride was also going higher than average at one point

Being shocked at the fact that Hoon was so hyped for this, he was literally begging you, saying it was too hot so it would be fun to get a little wet, stumping his feet and looking like little boy with the bunny ears he was currently wearing

How could you say no?

You get in your seat holding his hands and it was all fine until you reached the top

Oh God, the way you closed your eyes with your hands, praying for your soul

And the water that got splashed all over you while going down didn't help at all

Hoon turned to look at you while he was scream-laughing, seeing how you closed your eyes he get a bit worried

Moving your hands from your face with gentle movements, he kissed your hands, apologizing for insisting you

When you get off of the ride he cupped your face "I'm sorry baby, I never knew you were afraid of heights." He whispered in a guilty tone

He would peck your lips and get you a big teddy bear and let you choose what you guys were gonna do for the rest of the night

❧ Sunoo

Sunoo organized a birthday party for you at the terrace floor of the café you both liked

Everything was so well organized, all your friends were invited

He texted you that he would wait for you at that café, making it sound like a normal date like usual times

When you got there he was waiting for yout at the entrance, giving you a big hug, he held your hand and lead you to upstairs

It was dark, so you didn't really realize how high you were going up bc you two never really get to the terrace floor before

When you finally arrived everyone was singing you the happy birthday song, everything was glowing and you were so happy

Until you realized how high you were

You throw yourself at Sunoo after accidentally looking down to see how high you guys were, he was quick to hold you in his arms while laughing at you

"I didn't know you would like it so much" he would say in between giggles

"I like it so much but I just realized THAT WE ARE SO HIGH OMG" you would scream to his ears trying to make him hear you thru the loud music

He would stay by your side the whole night make sure you won't get startled bc of the height again

❧ Jungwon

Jungwon called you in the middle of the night saying he missed you and he wanted to see you

You couldn't say no to him so you get dressed to meet with him

He sneaked out from their dorm for an hour to see you

When he came to get you from your place he said he had a special place that he wanted to take you

After walking with him for approximately 15 mins he lead you into a building, taking you to the top floor

"Isn't it so pretty?" He asked pointing out the view, where you could see the whole city, admittedly it was very pretty but also very high

Not being able to hide your anxiousness you answered "Yes, it is."

He would notice that you get intimidated by the height but instead of asking the obvious he would reassure you with words

"I always remember you when I come here, because of the pretty view in front of me." He would say placing a small kiss your cheeks before hugging you

He would never let go of your hands, making sure you feel safe

❧ Ni-Ki

Riki was turning to Japan to visit his parents and offered you to go with him

Ofc you said yes

But the thing is you never thought of getting there with a plane

You didn't even think abt your fear of heights until the moment sit next to him in the plane

When the plane took off you closed your eyes, praying inside

Riki would try his best to not laugh at you, thinking how cute you genuinely look refusing to open your eyes

He would hold your hands inside his, trying to show you some of his dances that his hyungs recorded

He would try to distract you thru the whole thing and when he noticed you get tired, he would let you sleep laying on his lap

He would stroke your hair slowly, saying sweet things in between small teases, making you both laugh and relax

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engineers-curry · 2 years

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As you might have noticed, I’m going through a writers' block at the moment and therefore there will be no updates this week, I’m super sorry for that :(

But I hope it’s okay if I share a short snippet of the George’s dad au as an apology 💖💖

It’s the Monday after Monaco when George sees Lewis again, being on his way to deliver some papers for a debrief that Olivia has pressed into his hands.

“I can get a nice coffee break and you see more of the factory.” She told him when she had put them down in front of him. “Besides, that is work for interns.”

And thanks to that George is stranded in some hallway, trying to remember the way.

“Need some help with that?” Lewis appears seemingly out of nowhere next to him, right when George tries to find the direction to the IT department where the meeting is supposed to take place.

“I’m kind of lost, where’s the debrief happening again?” George confesses and blushes when the driver gently smiles at him. Lewis looks good in his tight black Mercedes shirt and the baggy camouflage pattern pants he wears today. His braided hair is in space buns today and then his smile - George feels the butterflies in his stomach going crazy. That really shouldn’t happen but here he is, developing an ugly fat crush on Lewis freaking Hamilton. In his second week.

Faster than this man has probably ever qualified in his glorious career.

“I can bring you there, I’m supposed to join it too.” Lewis starts walking after glancing down on the papers, waving George to follow him.

“Congratulations on your win, by the way,” George pipes up as they make their way towards the stairs.

“Thanks, man. Did you watch the race?”

“Yes,” George lies easily, not having the heart to tell him that he googled it before he cycled to the factory this morning.

“Trying to impress James by studying his strategy?”

“Yeah because I love to do that on Sundays,” George feels awkward, not knowing what he can say around the driver and he feels his hands shaking a bit.

“I’m just joking, relax.” Lewis laughs and George calms down a bit. “Fresh out of university then, huh?” “Yeah, I just got my master’s degree for engineering just a few weeks ago.” George admits with a small smile.

“Your master’s? You still look quite young, I thought you just started.”

“I’m twenty-three, I am not that young.” George protests and Lewis laughs at that, gently touching George’s wrist.

Which definitely doesn’t send sparks through his whole body, nope.

“Twenty-three is still young mate, trust me.”

George shrugs as Lewis leads him to the entrance of the IT department. “Who do you need to hand that?” He gestures towards the folders George holds and the intern quickly scans the names. “One for Bono, one for Riki and one for Shov.”

“And they really send you for that? Normally James takes them with him personally when he meets Bono. He is supposed to be here too.”

“James wasn’t in his office so I got the task to deliver it.” George explains as he steps into the large office room after Lewis. “My supervisor wants to use it for a coffee break.”

“At least you’re allowed to deliver important data and not only coffee.” Lewis jokes before leading him through the rows of desks to a conference room where the engineers are already sitting.

George can spot Valtteri Bottas talking with his race engineer through the glass front of the room while James is also there, discussing something with Bono as it seems.

And then his heart stops.

His father is there, sitting next to James Allison, joking around with the other man. Lewis opens the door and steps inside first, greeting everyone as George remains frozen in his spot, fingers digging into the folders.

Why didn’t he press them into Lewis’ hands and run off? What if his father catches him now, right in front of everybody, oh god- “George, what’s up?” James greets him friendly as he still hasn’t moved. George feels his cheeks start to burn in embarrassment because now everyone is staring at him. Including his father.

“George?!”

George bites his lip, not daring to look up from the folders he is still gripping onto.

“What type of joke is this now?!” He hears how Toto gets up from his chair as James moves beside him.

“That’s just our new intern, George Russell.” George can hear the confusion in the strategists voice as Toto makes his way over and George doesn’t need to look up, knowing his dad is probably fuming.

“Russell? Your mother’s name?!”

“I-”

“Save your explanations, we’re going to my office now.”

George nods ashamed, handing James the folders with shaking fingers, a static noise in his ears while Toto gives some instructions to the others in the room.

The next thing he knows is his father’s grip on his arm, not tight but steadily dragging him towards his own office.

#georges dad au

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voltagesmutter · 4 years

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Love Letter From The Baddest Bidder

Crossover between Love Letter From Thief X and Kissed By The Baddest Bidder - Mitsu x OC

Originated from a request about OC falling for a bidder, who also falls her and how OC gets jealous from him going on a date with another. Flicking from different POV’s and first to third person.

Pairing - Mitsunari Baba x OC (Bella)

Warning: Strong language, NSFW And Smut,

Word count: 8.5K

Mitsunari Baba:

Womanizer

Noun: A man who engages in numerous casual sexual affairs with women.

If you looked up womanizer in the dictionary, an image of Mitsunari Baba would appear next to it.

Mitsunari Baba was a world class thief, not only at stealing paintings and valuable items but also at the hearts of women. His cheeky grin, the tip of fedora and a smooth flirtatious line and he would have you buckling at the knees. His charming charisma, his light hazel eyes you often found yourself getting lost in, the teasing lines he would chuckle just to watch your cheeks flush. Everything about him was perfect, it was soon clear to you why he was such a hit with the ladies, flirtatious words rolled off his tongue like a fluent first language. He could charm the pants of anyone. And that is why you kicked yourself for falling for the devilish gentleman.

You're doing it again, your inner voice scolding you as you found yourself once again watching the brunette as you lingered at the bar.

“Stare anymore and you’ll go blind,” A friendly voice, a familiar scent lingered beside you, Riki taking the free seat next to you.

“I’m not staring!” You poured, turning your attention from the back of the man, twirling the tumbler in your hand, eyes now focusing on the clear liquid in front of you, gin was always your go to.

“Really? Because all night I’ve seen you gawping at that brute and after what I just witnessed...” Riki smirked, causing you to roll your eyes.

“He’s not a brute!” You protested, watching as the ice in your drink began to melt away, “You only say because you don’t like him”. Riki scoffed at your words.

“I don’t trust him, there’s a difference, I don’t trust anyone of them, that no good thief or that mafia guy, especially not Eisuke,” You missed the glare in Riki’s eyes.

“Then why are we even here Riki?” You questioned, picking up your glass and knocking back the remains of your drink.

“Business is business darlin, regardless if we get along or not,” He hummed in response, following your actions and throwing back the single finger measurement of whisky in his glass. Your eyes lingered the back to the brown hair, watching as he leaned forward and whispered something into the petite, jade-eye girl, her head thrown back in fits of laughter. Wishing it was you in her place.

You and your merry band of thieves were currently residing in ‘The Tres Spades’ hotel for the evening as part of a mission collaboration with another set of men who called themselves ‘The Bidders’. That was due to the set of five men being part of the black market which was held at the hotel, the events happening unknown to the outside world. This wasn’t your first encounter with the bidders, no that had happened many months ago, you had collaborated with them many times co-siding on missions together. The group bore a striking resemblance to your thieving gang:

You had Eisuke Ichinomiya, often referred to as the king, who was their leader or boss as they called him. Soryu Oh, a leader of the mafia who had a dis-liking for anything feminine of female. Mitsunari Baba, a reckless flirt who was the definition of a womaniser. Ota Kisaki, an artistic prodigy with the traits of the devil. And finally, Mamoru Kishi, a crooked cop although you never actually saw him do any work.

Each member of your gang resembled one from the bidders: Riki and Eisuke being the leaders, Kenshi and Soryu having a hard time in engaging with conversation especially when it came to women, Atsumu and Mitsunari being the older ‘more mature’ men with a hobby for star signs and fortune telling, Hiro and Ota being the youngest with playboy attitudes and finally Takuto and Mamoru being the slackers who only found interest in eating and sleeping. The striking resemblance of personalities often clashed causing chaos and arguments amongst the men.

The glimmer red of your dress coordinated perfectly with his contrasting crimson tie, the shared moment you had not-long ago as the ghosting tease of his lips against yours made your fingertips run over your bottom lip. There was no negotiation, he was going to kiss you outside, the spark you felt with him was purely undeniable, on your half anyway. And yet, he sat only meters away from you, his charming ability working on the next thing he saw with a pulse. You completely forgot about.

The man with the Red Fedora:

Your first time meeting the bidders was… eventful to say the least. It was normal Tuesday night, the gang and you sat around Le Renard Noir, discussing the newest mission.

“So the painting is hanging in the main art gallery of the city, it was stolen from another group of associates, more specifically from Mr.Ichinomiya so we have to work fast to get this back,” Riki stated, pointing to a painting, an image of a man and the art gallery. You watched as they went into intricate details about security and such, Takuto already pulling out his laptop and scanning across a screen of encrypted numbers. Being as helpful as you could be in that moment of time, Takuto practically barked at you when you offered any help, you took the bins from behind the bar and exited the building. Throwing them into the bin, you saw as two cars pulled up, calling out ‘Riki’, no-one came to the bar at this time of night. Watching as the head beams turned off, 3 men emerging from one car as 2 others left the other one.

“Sorry men, but we’re closed,” You yell, standing in the doorway of the bar, all 5 of them sharing a look before walking to you.

“You need to leave,” A harsh voice, followed by a glinting in the moonlight, a pistol being held to you by one of the strangers. He was tall, his hair slicked back and his eyes like cold steel.

“Excuse me?” You hold your hand up to bat away the gun, you work with thieves, you were used to having a gun or two thrown in your face to the point it no longer frightened you.

“Oh this little Koro has balls,” A young man, heavily resembling Hiro only less red and more auburn, laughed as he took a step towards you.

“Sor! Lower the damn weapon,” A friendly voice of the man who you would later come to be infatuated with, “Sorry about him pretty lady, I hope he didn’t scare you,”. The man speaking the words with the fedora took a bold step forward and wrapped an arm around your shoulder as the gun was lowered.

“Bella is everything okay, Riki sent me out here and I-” Kenshi came bursting out the front door, his eyes narrowing as he saw the group of men, “Oh, it’s you”. Kenshi came outside, pushed the man's arm off of you and pulled you close, “Come on”. He guided you back inside, the men following him. Formal introductions were made to you by the thief's, the bidders here to give an insight into the mission, one of the men amongst them was Eisuke, you recognised his face from the photo Riki had pointed to earlier

“So this is the black fox lady,” Eisuke smirked, as he sat back on the leather sofa as if he owned it, “Quite impressive for your tastes Riki,”. You blinked a few times, wanting to knock that smug-smirk off of his face.

“Don’t be staring at my princess!” Hiro pouted, the redhead coming to your defence as if you were a helpless princess.

“I’m nobodies nothing,” You responded, seeking a safe place to stand behind the bar, “This ‘quite impressive’ lady actually has brains”.

“Hate to admit it but the kids right, she’s got some smartness behind them bambi eyes,” Takuto backs you up before he starts choking on his pork noodles, his face flushing red with embarrassment. Your heart almost stopped at the back-handed compliment, Takuto was never nice to you.

You poured yourself a drink as the bidders and thieves conversed, your eyes meeting with the gaze of Mitsunari's as he gave a cheeky wink before turning back to the conversation at hand.

“So the plan is, Bella your our lead, you enter the event of the gala with Ota, Hiro and Mitsu you both act as security guards, Hiro your on the left wing whilst Mitsu you stand guard in the back entrance, Takuto will sort the systems, when the lights go down, I’ll swap the paintings, Bella you secure the real one and leave through the back entrance with Mitsu, Hiro you reassure the room before leaving out this exit here, I’ll follow suit with Hiro, Kenny you bring the van to the back for Bella and Mitsu to jump in, then we’ll meet back here, all clear?” Riki’s voice in a formative tone as he explained the mission in depth. A reassuring nod and murmur from you all follows.

“So my Koro,” Ota taking your hand in his as he pulls you to the side, “Send me a photo of your dress so we can coordinate, and if you feel like showing me what you’ll be wearing underneath I won’t mind either,”. He throws you a wink and you pull your hand quickly away. One, who or what the fuck is a Koro? Two, another version of Hiro, brilliant, bloody brilliant. A tut from the men behind him, the one named Soryu who pointed the gun at you burned holes into his head with his glare.

“Ota leave the lovely lady alone, I’m so sorry princess,” Mitsunari chuckled, bowing in an apologetic form as Ota left.

“I’m used to it with Hiro and all, I’m a big girl. I can handle myself Mr.Baba,” You rolling your eyes.

“That I bet you can,” His eyes giving you a glance up and down with a wolfish grin, “Mitsu please”.

“Well Mitsu, it appears your friends are leaving,” Your eyes guesting to the group of bidders now leaving LRN.

“Alas, until next time my princess,” He pressed a small kiss to your wrist, a blushing form of redness graces your cheeks before he follows the others who left him.

The night of the mission soon came quickly dressed in your finest evening gowns, you had come to acquire a few due to the nature of your role in the black foxes, hair pinned back in an elegant up do. Ota had matched you with colour down to the tiniest of detail, the grey suit with a lavender tie to match your dress, the same coloured handkerchief folded in his top pocket. He escorted you with him inside, your arm threaded through his as you held the crook of his elbow, a fake-smile gracing your lips. You were used to doing missions alone, why this annoying brat had to accompany you, you’d never know. He spent the whole evening filled with lewd comments, nicknames referring to Koro, at one point he even joked about having you on all fours and having you follow him around like a master.

“Bella, 2 minutes to shut off,” Takuto mumbled through the transmitter.

“You know Koro, that dress looks so good on you, I bet it will look so much better on my bedroom floor,” Ota leaning into whisper in your ear, his breath tickling against your neck.

“Right! A, my name is Bella, not Kiro, B, back the fuck off and C-” You hiss but are cut off from the lights in the building shutting off.

“Show time,” Riki’s voice flooding your ear piece. You let go of Ota’s arms and make a dash to the area of where the painting you was after was hung. You had exactly 40 seconds for Riki to change the painting and get out to the second exit before the alarms would ring, time was of the essence. It was all going so smoothly, Riki managed to swap them as Hiro distracted the guests, passing you the real painting as you crept to the back exit where Mitsu met you.

“10 seconds, Bella you need to hurry,”.

Mitsu holding the door open hurriedly tugging you into the abandoned staircase, shutting the door quietly behind you just as the alarms began to sound. The pair of you bolted down the stairs but Mitsu was faster, you tottered behind him in your stilettos, a very poor choice of footwear for a mission.

“Come on princess,” He stopped, scooped you up in his arms and ran as the sound of the door you had fled from burst open. He held you tight as if you were completely weightless, kicking open the emergency exit and sprinting to the white van where Kenshi and Takuto were waiting. You both scrambled in, Kenny flooring the van as he sped off, the painting secure in your arms. Everything went off without a hitch.

“To another successful mission,” Riki toasted, each of you joined by the bidders raised a glass in celebration. Ota and Hiro’s glasses both clinked against yours and you shot them both a glare that made them retreat.

“She’s just as feisty as you Sor,” Mitsu chuckled with a hearty laugh, a blush forming on the mobsters face as he tried to brush off the comment.

As the night went on, you excused yourself to get some fresh air, lighting up a cigarette as you did but a flame of another's got their first, Mamoru's.

“Thanks,” You say as you inhaled, the smoke sending wafts of relaxation throughout your body, nothing felt better than smoking after a mission.

“Gotta say kid, the way you put Ota in his place, you know how to stand your ground,” The cop chuckled lightly, smoking exhaling out of his nose.

“You heard?”.

“We all heard, Baba won’t shut up about it, nice to see someone putting the brat in his place,”. You spent longer than you thought outside, engaging in an actual adult conversation with him, it was pleasant to actually have a conversation rather than just being flirted with or teased at. Mamoru looked the same age as Atsumu and so did Mitsu, Mitsu passing as slightly younger. It wasn’t until Mitsu came out, the outline of fedora clear in the shadows that you realised how long you had been gone.

“Princess, there you are!” He chuckled, wrapping an arm around your shoulder like he had done the first night he met you, “Come back inside it’s no fun with just a bunch of guys, I miss your pretty face,”. A blush formed on your cheeks as you let him guide you back inside, you found yourself lowering your guard with him, you always had a thing for men who were older, more mature. You found the rest of your evening heavily gravitated to him, much to the disapproval of the others, the conversation between the pair of you naturally flowing.

“I must say princess, I don’t understand the whole mission when the true beauty of the evening is sitting right in front of me,” Your eyes falling to meet his gaze, feeling yourself being pulled into that gleaming smile. You knew his type far too well, the womanising flirt but there was something about him, a subtle softness behind it all that kept pulling you back to him. Just as he was about to say something, a whining Riki pulled you away, the strong scent of whisky heavy on his breath.

“She’s miiine,” He whined, rubbing his cheek against your palm as he so often did when he was drunk.

“Riki, god not again!” You tried to pull your hand away but Riki kept a tight grip on you.

“No, all of you eyes off her,” He continued to pout, a smirking laughter coming from Eisuke who was clearly enjoying the show.

“If you ever need a real man, you know where to find me,” Eisuke tilting your chin with his sleek fingertips, dropping a wink to you before pulling back. In all honesty, the only man you could think about was the one you had been previously speaking to, the man with the red fedora. In the end you sat on the sofa, Riki’s head in your lap as you played with his hair with a sigh, every time he drank he became a clinging mess. He had confessed his true feelings to you the last time he was drunk, a slight shock on your behalf as you never imagined Riki would feel something towards you but you were unable to reciprocate his feelings, you wanted a man. You needed a real man.

Weeks had passed after your mission with the bidders but you still unable to shake the Mitsu from your head, even looking at Atsumu who resembled a close resemblance, brought back the flood of emotions you felt when he had been flirting with you. The gang had tried to warn you of his womanising ways, Kenshi calling him, ‘The older version of Hiro’, but for some ungodly reason that didn’t faze you. No in-fact you saw it as a challenge, you wanted him, you wanted Mitsunari Baba.

Late Night Texts:

“Are you awake?”.

“Mitsu… it’s 1 a.m.”.

“I just wanted to check you was okay princess,”.

The smile spread across your face as you re-read the message several times before reminding yourself who exactly was texting you. The others had tried to steer you clear but you found yourself drawn like a magnet to him. A slight fit of laughter as you remembered the first time he messaged you.

“Hey princess!”.

“Hello…?” You hesitantly responded.

“Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten who I am, my heart breaks,”. You couldn’t deny, your first thought went to Ota.

“Please do enlighten me,”. The next text to follow was a red fedora and your heart raced.

“Mitsu, how did you even get my number?”.

“A gentleman never tells,”.

“A gentleman also doesn’t text without asking for a lady's number,”.

“You got me there princess,” You could almost hear his laughter through the text.

“But I am also a thief, so that cancels out the gentleman part,”.

An array of messages were exchanged, subtle flirting and hints could be read between the messages, a flood of excitement coursed through you.

“Well yes, I got home safe so thank you,” You responded, kicking off your heels and settling down into bed. Another meeting mission with the bidders, this time something to do with a bunch of items being stolen and sold at the black market in “The Tres Spades’.

“Was really nice to see you again, next time don’t leave it so long,”. You were just about to respond with a goodnight when another message came through, double texting so needy.

“Did you know, Leo and Capricorns make for an interesting match,”.

“Really now?”.

“Really, it’s almost like the stars are aligned,”.

No stop, you thought to yourself to not reply, he was a womaniser, all these smooth lines were just part of his game to get you into bed. But what if there not? What if the man is generally interested in you? But before you could reply another message came through.

“Goodnight princess x”.

“Goodnight Mitsu”.

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“Do we have to go?” Takuto groaned, his head pressed against the wooden table.

“Mr.Ichinomiya invited us as guests, we can’t just not go,” Riki tutted, “Besides we need to scout out the investors who got ahold of the Da Vinci painting,”. This was to do with the meeting from a few days ago, the plan for tonight was to mingle with other bidders from the black market, trying to suss out who stole and brought the painting to the market.

“Come on it won’t be that bad,” You smiled, running your hands down to flatten the dress you had chosen to wear. It was red, the same red Mitsu wore, a plunging neckline and clung to every curve of your body.

Leo:

Mitsu was a man of many words, he knew the words of ‘love’ better than English. Only he thought he did, until he met her. Bella, an enchantress, a siren, a beautiful woman who made him lose all his cool. Sure he got about, abit, at one point he had a different lady on his arm every night. But what's the harm in having a bit of fun? Especially since he’ll never love again, no love was out of the question, love got him burned in the past and he would be damned if it ever happened again. But for one night with her, even if it was purely talking, he would throw his new-day-new-fling attitude away forever. She was different, there something about her that purely intrigued him: was it that she blushed at his subtle flirting instead of throwing herself at him like every other woman, was it her dont-fuck-with-me attitude like how she had dealt with Ota, was it that when he had an actual conversation with her she had gotten so last in her passionate talks that she spoke for a solid 30 minutes on art and it’s beauty, was it that she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen; a pocketful of sunshine bursting with personality, or was it purely because she was a woman, not a young model who he always lusted after. Yes whilst clearly a young woman, the young age of 24, she wasn't an ‘aspiring actress’ with daddy issues he always found himself with. No, Bella, she was a lady and Mitsu wanted to make her his lady.

The text that sent between him, the hinting flirts from both sides, he found himself feeling like a school-boy with a crush, checking his phone every couple of minutes. He found himself no-longer caring for the young scarlets that pounced on him wherever he went, leaching on to the next innocent fool, his mind wandering back off to the blonde he met at LRN. It almost felt like… fate, dare he say it. His horoscope had told him that a new interest would enter his life this month, maybe she was it? It was true, all he needed was a sign.

The night the black foxes came to the penthouse for a meeting, all wanted to know if she was coming, even being in the same room as him made a light buzz tingle across his body. Was he nervous? No, surely not, Mitsunari did not get nervous. But then his mind wandered to how delicate she really was, that slight vulnerability as she let her guard down with him, no-harsh pretences or words, just rays of that spellbinding laugh that enticed him even future. Secretly praying she would come, he put on his finest fedora, just in-case.

He felt himself smile when he saw her follow the others in, but it dropped when he saw Riki’s arm gently holding over her forearm in a reassuring manner. He disliked the boy, partially because he saw his younger self in him, he definitely dis-liked the way he caught him looking at her. The night after the mission, Riki pulled her away from his gaze, he had believed the two were a couple from the words of claim but her every eye roll, the batting off his words followed by a soft response of ‘Just friends, Riki,’ the meek smile she would throw at him every-time he caught her gaze, told him otherwise.

She held her confidence as she began to relax, putting tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum in their rightful places once more, power almost radiating off her at her every word. Her aura was a mixture of beautiful colours: fluorescent yellows, illuminating shades of green, deep blues and purples like the ocean and his favourite colour of all, red. After time passed, she joined him in the kitchen as she offered to make coffees, a putting-others above her own needs attitude.

“Look at us twinning,” She laughed, pointing to her white belt, which was holding her thin black jumper into her jeans. It took a moment for him to release before she gestured to his hat, his white hat. A sign, the sign. That was it, Mitsunari had a full blown crush.

When they had all left all he wanted to do was ring her to check she got home okay, but he couldn’t do it, it would be too needy he thought. Instead a simple text. ‘The stars aligning’ were not meant to be sent, he typed it before quickly releasing what he was saying and hit send by mistake, god-damn young people technology.

-----

He physically felt the air from with his lungs being sucked out when she entered Eisuke’s event, the red dress that accentuated every inch of her pale skin, she literally took his breath away. He found himself drawn like a magnet to her throughout the night, like the moon to the earth, finding himself pulled to her. He asserted himself into the conversation when he felt men had been staring too long or getting a bit too close, listening sharply for words for only an adult audience before making his presence known. He wanted to protect her, knowing the real natures and intentions of half the men in the room, but she wasn’t his to protect. His eyes darted across the room when he lost track of her, before the glinting of a red bottomed heel flickered as the owners stepped outside. Red, the colour of his tie, fedora and boxers.

“Everything alright?” He called out to her, leaning against the doorframe as she rested against the balcony rail, her figure and skin glowing in the basking moonlight. She hummed lightly in response before stretching, turning around to face him across the chiseled-slate floor.

“Just get a bit tiring, the whole charade,” Her voice soft but changing into an attitude, “And I swear, if I get one more sleaze-ball talking to my breasts I will be kicking some ass”. He chuckled, taking a step towards her, his hands tucking into his slacks pockets.

“The dress is very… nice,” He choked half-way through his sentence, shit he actually was nervous. Never had he fumbled a flirt, a pick up line or a smooth recovery, his cheeks raging pink with embarrassment and he turned his head slightly to hide it.

“Thank you, it was a present,” She gave a light twirl with a laugh that sent his knees weak and a pit of happiness inside his stomach.

“You know we have to stop meeting like this,” He chuckled, her face responded with a quizzical expression, “The colours, the dress, the tie, the hat,”. She let out another laugh and shook her head.

“You know what they say about two people who wear the same matching colour twice in a row,” She took a step towards him, a small gap now between him, his heart racing slightly as he stared down into her pooling blue eyes.

“And what’s that?” He wanted nothing more than to bring his hand up and rest it against her supple cheek.

“That they have the best fashion,” She teased, bringing her face close to his before tapping his nose and pulling away. “So come on,” She tugged his arm and pulled him to the balcony edge with her, “I have some questions for you on stars”. He answered everything she asked him, his face turned to her as the corner of his lips jerked up whilst he watched her eyes widen at the glistening stars above.

“And if you look just there,” He pointed up, her eyes squinting and a ‘where’ fell from her lips. He stood behind her, wrapping both arms around hers, using his right to point up, leaning his head on her shoulder so they was eye level, “There”. He felt her shudder slightly as his breath caught against her neck, the rapid beating of her heartbeat against his chest, the crinkling of her eyes as she focused before letting out the purest of gasps.

“Them aligning stars are the ones that make the Leo symbol,” He softness in his voice as he traced the shape with her hand.

“It’s beautiful,” She breathless whispered at the constellations above.

“You really are,” His voice in a whisper as she turned to face him, eyes meeting a gaze as their breaths mingled from the closeness, her thick eyelashes closing her blue eyes as she hesitated for a second before leaning in. Mitsu found himself replicating her actions, knees almost giving way as the distance between their lips grew shorter. Just as her flushed lips brushed over his, a cough from behind jerked them both apart, Mitsu turning to see their rude interrupter, Riki.

The gaze he gave her, she lowered her head before retreating indoors alone, Riki took bounding steps towards him.

“Why can’t you leave her alone,” He hissed, a slight glare of possession in his eyes.

“She’s a woman, not an object,” Mitsu stood up fully, towering slightly over him.

“And you’ll just use her like one!” Riki retaliated, a growing battle between them. His words stung, like a venomous wound but he knew why the younger male had said it. It was true, Mitsu did often use women for his own pleasure before discarding them, but her, Bella was different. She had a hold on him. His heart that stopped beating so long ago, began to tremble and tighten when he saw her, a racing rhythm he had forgotten the beat off. He wouldn’t say it was love, but it was very close to the feeling.

“Why are you so jealous of her? Is it because she’s rejected you and you can’t bear to stand the fact she will feel something for someone?” Mitsu knew he struck a nerve when Riki’s jaw twitched and his fists balled.

“She’s too pure for you Mitsunari,” Is where the young politician left the conversation, his words hanging heavy over Mitsu. He knew they were true, he also knew he never stood a chance with her.

He tried to shake her from his head, the softness of her skin still lingered against his hands where he had held her, her eyes like a galaxy allowing him to get lost. The softness of her lips being the stars, the brief touch that had sent shocks across his spine, the smallest taste of heaven. He watched sitting at the bar in the penthouse, him trying to pull his attention to someone else to try to forget about her, the black-haired scarlet fawning over him as he sat on the sofa. It was a distraction that was barely successful, the flirtatious words rolled off his tongue as he spoke so softly to be met with over-exaggerated laughing and a hand placed on his thigh. He caught the reflection of the woman he wished was next to him in the glass window, Riki once more latched to her side, Mitsu knowing he stood no chance with him around. Before he met her, he would have taken the girl sat next to him straight to his room but now all he could think of was pushing her away and holding the woman he longed for in his arms.

“So how about it?” The green eyes now in a close proximity bringing him back from his thoughts.

“Hm?”.

“Dinner, tomorrow, I’ve heard so much about you Mitsunari, I’m just dying to hear if the rumours are true,” She purred, running a finger down his chest. He turned to meet Bella’s gaze, but she was no wear to be seen, sneaking out with the faintest of tears after seeing the actions between Mitsu and the girl. His heart dropped to release she had gone, a scowl on Riki’s face as he ran out of the penthouse to follow her.

“Sure,” He said with a hopeless smile.

A playboy, a seducer:

“Bella stop,” Sweeping his bangs out of his face as he chased after her.

“Riki please, just go away,” She yelled back for the seventh time, breath hitching as she had tried to flee so silently.

“Is it because of him,” His words make her stop in her track, turning as the moonlight shined off her pale skin, illuminating her in his path.

“What if it is Riki?” The glistening tear glinted as it rolled down her cheek.

“He’s not good enough for you,” Riki holding out a hand to stroke her cheek as he stepped forward, she batting his hand away.

“And what? You are? Riki, we’ve been over this again and again, I’m sorry but I don’t the same way,” A plea in her voice that made his heart clench.

“He’s a playboy, a seducer, he doesn’t deserve you,”.

“Maybe I want that!” Her voice was a little louder than she had hoped, “I’m not a child Riki, I know how to handle myself,”. There was a lingering pause of silence between them before Riki finally broke it.

“If he hurts you…” He started but she reached forward and squeezed his hand with a faint smile, a ‘thank you’ gracing her lips. Riki kept his strong poker face as he felt the woman whose smile made his day, slip away from his grasp and longed to be in the arms of another.

Yellow Ties and Underwear:

You found your feet unable to stop themselves, walking into ‘The Tres Spaces’ the following evening after the party. You could use the excuse that you left something here from last night, but who was you kidding, you were here to see Mitsu.

“Hi, I wanted to visit the penthouse?” You smiled at the young girl on reception who raised an eyebrow at you, “Tell Mr.Ichinomiya, it’s Bella”. The ring of a phone and a conversation between the girl and who you presumed to be Eisuke, a ‘Yes sir,’ following her voice.

“Here,” She smiled, passing a slicked gold card across the desk and gestured to the lifts. Your knees trembled as you leaned back against the railing as the elevator took you up over 50 flights of stairs, boy did you feel sorry for a maid who worked her. What were you even doing here? What did you think would happen? That’d you just waltz in, see Mitsu sitting on the sofa, stroll over and say “Hey, I really fucking fancy you to the point I can’t get you out of my head”. Brilliant ideas as always Bella.

Only when the steel-doors opened, there was only one person in the room, Eisuke who was sat crossed legged in a leather arm chair, arms folded with his signature smirk on his face.

“Well, it’s this a nice surprise,” His crisp voice ringing against the marbled walls, making no effort to stand as he beckoned you towards him, “Are you finally here to take up my offer, I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist”. He stood up as you got closer, tracing a fingertip over your arm, “I knew you were trying to get my attention last night and let me tell you,”. His warm hand caressed your shoulder, “You certainly got it,”. He leaned forward, you pushed him back and took a pace backwards, face flushed red.

“M-Mr.Ichinomiya! I apologise if I gave you the wrong impression but I-” You stuttered, flustered as one of the wealthiest men in the city had just made a pass at you, unsure what to say next. He tutted and removed his hand from you, rolling his eyes.

“If you're not here for me, why are you here?” His voice dropping to his normal sternness, eyes heavily watching you as you began to buckle under his gaze.

“I-I’m here… I’m here to see Mitsu,” You finally blurted after a few moments of silence, Eisuke cocking an eyebrow at your words, the corners of his lips twitching slightly.

“Hey boss, is the yellow too much or is it-” The voice of Mitsu came bursting out of one of the bedroom doors, he came into the room in a navy blue suit, holding up a yellow tie. He stopped in his tracks when he saw you, eyes wandering between you and Eisuke before he mumbled an apology of interrupting you.

“It's not.. Mitsu I-” Your face was blushing heavily as you stood a step towards him before realising where you were. Eisuke scoffed, held up a hand and retreated into one of the other rooms, leaving you both alone in the silence.

“Snap?” He chuckled, holding up his tie as he nodded to the yellow bra strap from under your off the shoulder top, laughter knowing replacing the lingering silence.

“Are you going somewhere?” Your heart slightly pounding at the sheer handsomeness of the man who stood before you.

“Oh, I… kinda… date,” He mumbled off, your heart sinking as you felt a fool, of course he wouldn’t have been interested in you. He played you like a fiddle before moving onto the next woman, whatever strange connection you felt towards him was just part of his womanising persona and you had fallen for it.

“I should go,” You quickly turned on your heels, feeling like a raging idiot, making a hurried escape but the softness of his voice that called for you, stopped you in your tracks. Turning to face him, the slight ruggedness of his face with a mixture of suppleness, the warming smile that lifted the corners of his mouth, the hazel eyes that peeked with a treacle of honey, the features you found you self gazing at made it feel as if time had stopped. The distance between you feeling a mile apart, silence held between the still of the room as your eyes met.

“Don’t go on your date,” You meekly whispered, the words falling before you could think about what you said.

“Bella…” His voice low, taking a bounding strike towards you.

“Mitsu…” Your feet moving before you could stop them, finding yourself running almost into his arms, each other's hands placed on the side of your faces as your lips met in a passionate frenzy. Lips working against each other, your bottom lip being sucked against his as heat within you rose, a knotted ball of worry unraveling in your stomach.

---

“Are you sure about this?” He breathlessly whispered between kisses against your lips, your hands quickly working at shedding his jacket, throwing it into the pit of his room.

“God yes,” You responded, lips never parting afterwards, no rush, only sweet savouring kisses. Both of you remove articles of clothes in a slow, sensual manner until you both stand in only underwear in-front of each other. Hands running over crescent and dip, burning his touch into your brain as his lips found their way to your neck. Even if you only shared this moment, you wanted it, you needed him. You wanted to experience the epitome of pleasure with him, the desire to be with someone you found yourself unable to shake from your mind, the only thing being on your mind for the past weeks was him, and here he stood, wanting you just as much back.

Running a hand down his chest, it wasn’t heavily toned but he was in great shape for his age, your fingers fluttering on the edge of his boxers, the press of his hard arousal against your thigh. Dipping a hand below, wrapping your fingers around his heated length as his voice hitched, revealing to you the length thickness of him. Cascading kisses of soft lips against your neck fell to your collarbones, the warmth of his hands around your back as he tried to remove your bra, your hand working over his length.

“The front,” You moan, using your free hand to cover bring his hands to rest over your breasts, the clasp lying between the valley of your breasts. His wet tongue dives down to lick against your breast, sucking over your hardening nipple before moving to the other, the material of your bra lost amongst the pile of clothes that lay at your feet. The flat of his tongue ran against your sensitive nipples, flickering until they peddled with soft moans falling from your mouth, the hand between you beginning to pump his faster. Your underwear was peeled slowly from your body, hitting the floor with a light flood, wetness and arousal pooling between your thighs. With a struggled groan, a wrist wraps around your stilling your jerking movements as his breath becomes ragged.

“I want to indulge in you princess,” His soft words matched his tone of voice, eyes half-lidded with pure lust as he held your waist and guided you backwards to the bed. Feeling your knees hit the end of it, toppling backwards with a light fall, Mitsu dropping to his knees and spreading your thighs apart, “I’ve wanted to taste you since the minute I saw you,”. The pink flesh of his tongue ran alongside his bottom lip, eyes burning at your glistening as he pressed kisses up your thighs, leaving a blossoming mark where your thighs met your lower half. His breath was hot against your burning core, the suspense for him to touch encouraged by pleads and begs trickling from your mouth. The sensation of his flat tongue in a sweeping movement against your damp folds in enough to make fireworks explode, each flicker of his tongue making you cry out for me. Hips raise to push yourself against him as he begins to devour you with his mouth, your hands push off his fedora and get tangled in his soft locks. The silent cries fall from your mouth, head thrown back against the mattress, back rising as his tongue brought you to a higher pleasure. The words ‘so sweet’ murmured against your flesh, the vibrations sending heavy tingles inside you. Thighs trembling around his head, fingers twisted in his hair and the soft cry of ‘Mitsu… I need you’ as he pressed a final kiss to your clit before pulling away.

Climbing above you and reaching into the bedside draw, pulling out a foil wrapper as he positioned himself above you. Holding his shoulders you pushed him back, rolling him onto his back as you straddled him, taking the foil and ripping it open with your teeth. Leaning down you spread the condom over his thickness, raising yourself before lowering onto his head. A strangled groan came from his throat, hands pressing into the side of your behind to help guide you down, a crying moan as you felt him stretch your walls until he was fully hilted inside. Everything about it felt right, like a perfect fit. Resting your hands on his chest you began to rock back and forth, falling into a steady rhythm as each time he hit the perfect spot inside you that made the pit of your stomach ignite with flame. The smoothness of his hands caressed your waist and behind, mesmerised as he watched your face throw back in pleasure, the gentle pace letting you be in-control as you brought yourself close.

“Mitsu,” You repeated like a manta, gasping breaths as your mind began to haze over, your muscles began to tighten as you felt the rapid heat began to spread across your body.

“That’s it princess,” He groaned, rolling his hips to meet your rocking movements, a heavy groan as your muscles spasmed around him. Fingertips leaving crescent moons markings on his chest, the tightness in your stomach snapping as you pulsed over him, the warmth flooding your body. Riding yourself down, stilling for a moment as you shut your eyes with a few light breaths, letting the wave of your orgasm die down before moving once more. Sensing your slight exhortation, he wrapped his hands under your knees and began to push you back until you felt your back hit the soft mattress below, still buried inside you. He held your trembling legs over his shoulder, leaning down to press hot kisses against you as he began to thrust into you. It didn’t take long for him to bring you close once more, your second release triggering his own, hands firmly on your waist as he held you tight against him, throbbing and releasing into the rubber inside you. Your name on his lips.

Pulling out, he threw it in the bin before pulling you close to him and letting you rest against his chest as you both regained your breath. Holding you tight to him, something Mitsunari never did.

---

The rising and lowering of a chest against your cheek woke you, slightly dazed as you awoke, finding yourself still in the arms of Mitsu who was peacefully sleeping under you. You felt the smile tug at your lips, resting your chin on his chest and admiring the sight in-front of you.

“You okay princess?” He chuckled with a light yawn, hazel eyes meeting yours as they opened from beneath his thick lashes.

“Very,” You laugh back, your smile brings a smile to his face as he brings a hand up to run against your cheek, you nuzzling straight against it like a kitten. You embellish in the silence for a few moments, an intimate moment shared between the two of you before it finally broke by a phone buzzing on the floor.

“Shit,” Mitsu groaned, bolting up to retrieve his phone before swiping it off. Both of you had forgotten he was getting ready to go on a date, the shared look between you as you gave him a soft smile.

“It’s fine… I’ll- I’ll go,” You meekly whispered, pulling yourself away from him and off the bed but you don’t make it that, the faintest words of, ‘don’t go’ were repeated back to you from earlier. You were pulled back down, his strong arms wrapping around you as he held you to him.

“Our evening together has been so unforgettable to me… I don’t want it to end,” The whisper of his voice into the shell of your ear, tremors pulsing over your heart.

“Mitsu-”.

“Please, stay,” It was a plea, leaning over you and sharing an almost loving gaze. You brought a hand up to cup his cheek, pulling him down slowly, a kiss shared between you full of promises and hope. Neither of you wanted to be the first to pull back until you had to for air.

Stars Aligned:

“Mitsu stop it!” Her squealing giggle filled the penthouse as he wrapped a strong pair of arms around her from behind, hoisting up as he spun around. The smile on her face was one Mitsu would cherish forever, it was the first thing he thought about when he woke up and the last thing on his mind before he fell asleep. It was the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes, the smile on his lovers face as she slept peacefully against his chest, her blonde hair draping behind her shoulders. He would sit for hours watching her sleep so blissfully, stirring slightly as she nuzzled into the planes of his chest, whispering sweet good mornings as he stroked her hair. Everything about her was perfect, feeling the stars aligning each time he looked at her. He thanked them everyday for bringing her into his life, his own piece of tranquil heaven held in his arms.

“Sorry princess, no can do,” He chuckled, holding her tight still as he set her down. A vast array of vomiting noises came from the others in the room.

“Can you please stop it’s revolting to watch,” Soryu groaned, turning his head away, Takuto groaning with agreement. Even since the pair of you became a couple, the bidders and black foxes became even tighter.

“Your luckily they don’t live with you, it’s revolting to hear,” Mamoru mumbled lying on the sofa, newspaper sprawled across his face to block out the sun.

“We’re not that bad!” Mitsu chuckled, although the blush across his and her cheeks said otherwise, “Anyway you filthy perverts probably enjoy listening,”.

“Mitsu!” She hissed, jabbing her elbow back to playfully nudge him ribs, a sign to shut up. The couple had been together for a good few months after their first physical encounter together, ravishing each other physically and emotionally, the ways of Baba’s past forgotten about. All he wanted in life was her; he lived to make her happy, never straying or turning an eye, he devoted himself to her as she did him.

Everything had fallen into place within the universe to Mitsu. The stolen paintings were recovered, the bidders and black foxes joining fully in forces, the woman he cherished held tight by his side every minute of the day.

“Come on princess,” He picked her up once more, carrying her bridal style outside to the balcony for some alone time. He propped her up against the railing, where they almost shared a kiss at Eisukes event, wrapping his arms around her behind. He held her for a moment, inhaling her heavenly scent of strawberries and vanilla, his head buried against her hair. There was no words to describe how content Mitsu felt, well maybe three words. His heart raced as he held her close, the smile plastered from ear to ear, a warm fuzz spreading across his body as he realised how he felt. A feeling he never expected to experience again in his time but somehow the universe smiled down on him and granted the best gift of all, her.

“I love you,” The words spoken in an above whisper, without fearing the consequence, the only words he could form. She relaxed against him, turning her head to face him, slight tears in her eyes.

“I love you too,”.

Both leaning in to their embrace, lips pressing together to share a tender kiss over their exchange of words. Mitsu held close his most valuable, stolen treasure in his arms.

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jjba-arni-reblog · 4 years

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uh can I request some general rikiel relationship hcs? sry for not being specific I just love him so much and there's so little rikiel content.

OKAY BUT THANK YOU I LOVE YOU!

I am always happy to speak or write about Rikiel, I love him so much and I would be very happy if I’ll get the chance to see him animated, to hear his voice! There is sooo little Rikiel content, he was the big part of why I decided to write, since I need more Rikiel, the cutest Brando son~

Thank you and I got too involved into this!

Rikiel relationship headcanons

~ He would be a worrisome boyfriend in the relationship, always making sure that you are okay. Sadly, I don’t see him care about himself too much, thinking of himself as a nuisance sometimes due to his anxiety. Riki tries his best to make his partner feel safe, whether but providing different things or frequently checking in on you. While he is a bit confused on how to take care or help someone, he is eager to make sure that you are happy with him.

~ He needs reassurance and support in the relationship, yet he is not the one to explicitly ask for those, instead trying to not make his partner worry too much. However, with your help Rikiel will slowly open up and realize his worth, that is he not a nuisance to his partner, instead he should voice his concerns or opinions.

~ Rikiel is slightly embarrassed about his anxiety, since it is preventing him from living is life fully. The man is unaware about many aspects of mental health, so if his partner will help him realize his struggles and be there for him, Riki will understand how to deal with it, making his life easier.

~ He would love to go out to rather quiet places, enjoying his time with you whether to a café or zoo. But especially to any exhibitions about the space or stars. Riki will surprise you with many facts about different stars and planets, going on for hours as you two cuddle together. So imagine his excitement as you gift him a new book about the science behind the galaxy.

~ Rikiel’s fashion choices are rather interesting so be ready to be surprised by a new extravagant outfit of his. His enjoys having sleeveless shirts or hoodies yet not realizing that his strong arms DO compliment him a lot. So when he’ll notice you eyeing him, Rikiel will either blush or show off, depending on his mood. Moreover, he does look good in ‘normal’ clothes, especially the combination of crimson shirt and black pants. There is a duality of his fashion, after all.

~ At first, he is rather confused about the affection, clearly not being used to a kind word or touch. But once he realizes the comforting aspect of said things, he is all over it, whether receiving or giving. At first, Riki is flustered when receiving the affection but after opening and accepting it more, it would warm his heart each time you touch him or compliment the man. He is a cuddly partner, if not explicitly asking for hugs and cuddles, small gestures would imply his need for your touch. Further into the relationship, Rikiel is straight-forward about affection, carrying and cuddling you whenever you two are alone.

~ Speaking of kisses, Rikiel loves when you plan kisses across his face, especially cheeks. He usually wears a soft pink lipstick so expect many marks across your face when two of you are alone. RIki is not very affectionate or open in the public, instead just holding your hand. He is a bit shy, but not when you two are alone. He is very interested in trying different lipsticks so if you’ll encourage him further, you’ll be surprised to see a variety of colors complimenting his handsome features.

~ Rikiel is cuddly when sleeping, clinging to you our having you in his tight warm hold. The man has a need to feel your skin, something about the feeling of you being there for him is comforting to Rikiel. He is definitely on the lazy morning side, preferring to stay in bed with you, either talking or simply enjoying the quiet atmosphere in the morning sun. Riki also enjoying staying up late, whether to watch documentaries or go out for a dinner together with you.

~ Any new activity or hobby is warmly welcomed by him, whether you share the hobby or not. He is supportive of your goals and ideas, always ready to listen to you telling him about the new exciting thing. Feeling more confident in himself, Rikiel will search for new hobbies or even apply for a university. Since his anxiety did prevent him from finishing his education, Rikiel would at first feel pessimistic about his future. However, with your endless support and encouragement, Rikiel may find new hope and strength to go back to studying, later hoping to study astronomy or something alike. Finally, he has something to focus on, not blindly diving into the future, but instead finding his goals and happiness together with you

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rikirachtman · 7 years

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Tagged by @robhalfordlegacy thank youuu <3 <3 <3

RULES: tag 10 of your followers you wanna know better.

Nicknames: Mention this before but a friend of mine has called me Berthew ever since he found out that Bert is actually short for Berthew

Height: 5′7 (on a good day)

Time right now: 12:23am

Last thing I googled: “brother i require your oats original upload” (top ten greatest videos ever uploaded to YouTube by the way)

Fave music artist: Couldn’t even begin to decide

Song stuck in my head: Iron Claw’s “Skullcrusher”

Last movie I watched: Blackfish

Last TV show I watched: The Walking Dead

What I’m wearing now: blue pajama pants and a System of a Down shirt

When I created this blog: Man I don’t even remember. Some time in 2014 I THINK?

The kind of stuff I post: Fuck if I know pfffft

Do I have other blogs: badlydrawnbandsinmspaint which I MAY return to some day idk

Do I get asks regularly: I get them sorta in short bursts sometimes but not really often no

Why did I choose my URL: I’ve mentioned this a few times now but Riki is sort of an in-joke between me and my friend, I dunno WHY, he’s just memeworthy. I also relate to him being talentless, irritating, and a fashion disaster

Gender: male

Hogwarts House: No idea pfffft. Ravenclaw I guess?

Pokemon team: I know nothing besides Team Rocket so let’s go with them

Fave Colours: black

Average hours of sleep: 4-5

Lucky number: Generally 14

Favourite Characters: Honestly that’s always been super tough for me to say, it’s like picking a favourite band

Dream Job: Something with music, definitely. I’ve also liked the idea of maybe being a teacher because 1: I like kids and 2: teaching is really the only job I’ve ever had any longterm exposure to since I’ve been around teachers for so long haha. A few of my teachers have said they’d be super willing to put in a good word for me so I could work there, and I actually have a decent amount of clout with the staff (I’ve requested a few fairly major things before that have actually been implemented in the school), so if I can’t just become successful off of music alone, then my idea is maybe to see if I can get a music program set up at my high school and teach it.

Number of blankets I sleep with: 0 unless it’s super cold, in which case 1, maybe 2 if it’s sub-arctic

Following: 20 (being followed by 670, thank u all <3)

I tag: ANYONE WHO WANTS TO DO IT HEYOOOOO

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