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Breathing laboriously, she looked sideways again, feeling the chilly breeze on her skin as her lips part to make way for her subtle pants. Her body tenses subconsciously, the vulnerability striking again, yet not escaping his perceptive gaze.
Her skin showers with small bumps of the cold, as she pressed her limbs more closer in contact to her main body. He raised his head, then followed her bare flesh with his eyes before tracing them up her chest and finally to her face. He paused to hold eye contact, his expression solemn. She could easily track where he was looking, causing her heart to race
"Relax. let me see you... you're beautiful" he whispered, his voice soft, gentle, yet a subtle hint of pent up impatience was visible even to Y/N despite his attempt to paint over it. Slowly, his hands remain on both his knees as she remained standing in between his spread legs, Sato sat on the edge of the bed. She didn't know what to do with her hands, just rubbing her elbow and trailing down her bare arm.
slowly, he took her hands, placing both of them on his shoulders, prompting her to touch him to fill in the awkwardness she felt, so out of place by his side. Not knowing where the line was drawn between love, one night stands, contracted sex or a situation-ship. Though, to her.. it felt right to slowly move her hands and keep a less loose touch around his shoulder and neck as she gazed down at him.
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"you want your clothes back... ? We can stop if you want. I'm always alive for another day, you're always here, I'm there. I'm not going anywhere. It doesn't have to be today.. its a bit cold here anyways" he spoke once more, his words taking frequent pauses, after she gave no response in return, just silence showering in her panting breaths.
His words were often repeated but phrased differently to get his point across. He wasn't going to leave and cut her out just because she would say no this one time, and he tried so desperately to get that carved into her pretty overthinking head.
Ken tried so desperately to make her not put blame onto herself if she were to stop this. Because, it was her call. It all went down to what she wanted in all of this
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"we can watch a movie or something? You're a fan of me right, we can watch my old matches if you want, get some snacks. it'll be fun.."
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"you wont judge me..?" She finally let out, her words barely even escaping her pressed lips, as she gazed to the side once more, then back at him
he sighed
"what is there to judge.." he whispered back, almost in a pleading town, wishing to overthrow her doubts
Slowly, he brought his hand forwards, wrapping them around her waist and bringing them up her stomach, rubbing his thumb slowly up and down
"i don't know how to do any of this.. i never do. Isn't it boring for you.." she mumbled, avoiding his gaze no matter how hard she wanted to gaze into his eyes
"you.. boring?" He mumbled, before chuckling
"yeah.. and I'm a women" He spoke sarcastically, before he chuckled to the side once more, scoffing.
"people don't just... sit in a plane and suddenly know how to fly it. o-or.. buy a bat and suddenly know how to play baseball" he spoke, a bit of humour, him teasing her actions of trying to play baseball, training
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"ᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛ" | Kenji Sato X Reader | Ultraman Rising | "Our Contract"
Fanfiction"Would you keep that mouth shut, or should I just fucking fill it up instead?" Forced to Retire due to his arm injury, Kenji Sato is back to his argumentative and rude self, frustrated at the outcomes of his decision. Due to an expected meeting, at...
