𝑽𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 | 𝑲. 𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒊

♕Ch. 6 Talented♕

Triggers:

a lil smutty smut like I promised

Some fluff

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Your Pov:

"I know we just met," Keigo started. His voice had taken on this very soft tone with a good bit of lust dripping through. Five words almost got you more emotional than usual. 'Must be the hormones.' You told yourself again.
"And maybe you don't trust me. But can I help you? I really wanna make you feel good." He spoke softly, causing your face to burn at his request. The men you usually encountered --and eventually fucked-- were so openly vulgar in a disgusting way that it made sex extremely unappetizing to you. It always made sex seem like a job; not a pleasure. Of course, your father forcibly pimping you out once a week aided in that way of thinking, but your temporary charges didn't make it any easier. This was different, though. It turned you on more than anything. And that scared you more than anything else.

You covered your reflexive whimper up as clearing your throat and Keigo breathed a small chuckle.
"How..." It seems apparent that you were still rebooting the function to speak. It almost caused a sense of irritation; it would've had you not been drowning blissfully in Keigo's deliciously masculine scent. Sometimes, you hated being half-demon. Having to have heightened senses was not easy when trying to do everyday tasks. But this was not one of those times.

"How what?" He replied in a teasing tone, knocking you back into your blissful reality.
"How are you.. Gonna help me?" You weren't sure he got the full extent of your words, but you certainly weren't too embarrassed to say the real apprehension out loud.
"I won't go all the way, if that's what you're worried about." You let out a deep sigh of relief that only turned into a gasp as he pushed his face into the curve of your neck. Gently, he planted a soft kiss on your shoulder.
"We just met after all. I think it'd be a better idea if we get to know each other first. But, you've got needs. So," He planted another kiss on the sensitive spot on your neck, eliciting a snuffed out whimper from the back of your throat. You could feel him smile against your skin, apparently enjoying your reaction.

"Tonight will be all about you, yeah? That ok?" He offered gently with a teasing undertone. He planted more kisses all across your shoulder, neck and jawline; eventually trailing up to your lips and planting a deep, suffocating kiss on your lips. It was weird, your body definitely reacted the how a succubus would. Your instantly soaked panties had enough evidence to prove that. But the way he manipulated your body with just his words alone, had you reeling as if you were suddenly just a human. Even through the hottest sex you'd ever had, your mind was clear enough to still cover the area around you in your own signature energy or detect others' energies and determine if they would be another good fuck or not. But here, in the house of the number two hero, who'd just told you his civilian name and now wants to cater to your needs first, despite his own, you couldn't think straight long enough for simple addition. The even weirder part was that you craved for this bout of blank-mindedness, caused by the man you met only so many hours ago, to never end. At least, not until you fall back asleep from exhaustion.

You hadn't even realized your hands flew to his shirt and began tugging desperately until Keigo pulled back and let out a sinfully deep chuckle that you desperately shuttered at. It was like his voice went from casual and happy-go-lucky, to dangerous and sinful. And you knew sin like you knew your own body. At least, you did until a certain man came and plucked all these reactions out of you; playing your body like an instrument.
"I'm gonna need words, pretty girl." He muttered in your ear, his voice husking over with lust. You let out a pathetic moan, leaning your head to the side and tipping it back a little so he had more access to your neck. He happily obliged, kissing and nipping against your flesh gently.
"Yes or no, mama?" He teased.
"Yes, please." You moaned out softly, raising up to your feet so you could feel his lips on yours again. Never had you wanted to suffocate in a kiss before. Until now, that is. Amused, Keigo pushed into you enough to give you that same deep kiss you'd gotten minutes ago. This time, however, he swiped his tongue across your bottom lip, almost impatiently slipping it between your lips, as they'd already been slightly parted. He slipped his tongue in the moment you opened your mouth.