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Warning Tags: Fluff, f/m, different ending, cute White Day by Desi All he could see for months when he closed his eyes were hers. Those light brown eyes haunted him. The way flecks of gold shone in the sunlight seemed to become more decadent, deep, and velvety. Running his hand over his face, he knew if he didn't get up soon, Yuki would come in and harass him to get ready for school. He hated it when Yuki didn't have classes. Throwing back his sheet and sitting up, he leaned on his knees. His fingers carded his hair as he decided today was the day, and he couldn't wait any longer. Downstairs was chaos; it had been like this since she moved out alone. With high school behind them and university in their sites, she made it with her two friends. "Damn it, I don't have a class until noon. Why are you all so loud down here? Why did you wake me up so early?" Kyo asked, making his way down into the chaos. "Good morning, Kyo. I wanted to surprise you and make everyone breakfast." Tohru commented, face blowzy and eyes downcast. Kyo then noticed that, in his annoyance, he walked down to yell at Yuki and Shigure in a pair of boxers and his slippers. Red-faced from anger and embarrassment, he covered himself. "I'll be right back," he stated as he walked back upstairs to find some clothes. Kyo rushed upstairs, trying to hide the effects she had on his body. Why had she come on White Day? She shouldn't be doing stuff for them; it wasn't right. Kyo quickly dressed and made it back down, seeing something that caused his eyes to practically fall out of their sockets. Was that Tohru and Momiji in the kitchen together? When had that happened? The image before him was Tohru, her hands in the sink, Momiji closely behind her, his lips near her ear, a scarlet blush coating her beautiful neck and face, a twinkling of breathless laughter escaping her lips, Momiji's hands on her delicate hips. He cleared his throat, not wanting to interrupt the two. What he wanted was to punch Momiji and Yuki. Momiji for touching her, and Yuki for being Yuki. He went and sat down at the table, eyes blaring into Yuki, who, even though he was reading a book, had a smug look on his face that spoke volumes to his glee. Momiji came out a moment later with a smile from ear to ear. The bastard was all Kyo could think of in his head. Tohru entered shortly after with a tray carrying breakfast for the four of them. The silence was deafening, and he couldn't take it anymore. He devoured his meal, thanked Tohru, and escaped to his room without a second glance with excuses of last-minute classwork and things he needed to do beforehand. The day he had dragged on and on. Classes finished, and all he could think about was the morning's events in his head. He didn't even recall what he had learned. Anger swelled as he made it home, letting the crisp pre-spring wind chill his bones and pushing his temper down until he could get to the dojo later in the week. Getting up into his room, he dropped his bag by the door and walked to his desk. At seeing the beautiful wrapped present on his desk, his heart clenched. He knew he should have opened his mouth in high school. He wished he had told her he was in love with her, that his world started and ended with her, that her smiles kept his heart beating, and that her tears made him want to keep fighting so that she would never shed another. "You gonna mope all day or get your ass over there and give her that damn gift?" Shigure asked, pulling Kyo from his downward spiral and painful thoughts. "What's the point? She's with Momiji, and I don't want to interfere with their date. I'll wait till her birthday; that way, it won't be as awkward. Now go away." Anger bubbled up in him as Shigure leaned on his door frame, fan in hand, a smug smile on his face. "You will regret not doing it tonight. I know Momiji is at home right now; if you don't give it to her. Do you mind if I do? I could use a gift for our sweet Honda." Mirth was in his eyes, and a suggestive smile formed on his lips. "No, get out of my room, old man. I'll take her the gift." Kyo said, grabbing the small delicate box wrapped in white with gold ribbon and stomping past him. His jacket zipped tight; he walked to her apartment. The night air became colder as the sun began to set behind him. Reaching her building quicker than he anticipated, he looked up. Seeing the glow of the lights from her apartment informed him she was indeed home. He just hoped that Shigure was right and Momiji wasn't there. Kyo was in no mood to crush his heart and Momiji's face. Walking up the three flights of stairs, idling, playing with the present in his pocket, fear coursing through him as he approached her door. Moments passed, his breath coming out like steam as the temperature dropped, and he took the plunge and pulled his hand from his jacket pocket to ring the bell. He could hear footsteps coming closer as she got to the door. Her soft voice said quickly, "I'm coming," as shuffling could be heard from his side. The door opened, and Kyo lost his voice, thoughts, and all brain functions. There stood Tohru, hair up in a messy bun, tiny tendrils framing her expressive face, a pink robe pulled tightly around her small frame with matching pink cat slippers on her feet. "Kyo, oh my goodness. Please come in. It's freezing outside." The words rushed from her as if it was her fault he was cold out here. Kyo walked into the entryway, took off his shoes, and looked at her. Her gaze captivated him, causing him to lose his train of thought. He was in disbelief that she was alone on White Day. "I, um, brought you a gift for White Day." "Kyo." She said breathlessly, her eyes shimmering. "You didn't have to do that; this means so much to me. Would you like to come in and have some tea with me? I just made a fresh pot." Backing against the wall to allow him to pass her if he chose to stay. Kyo nodded and walked past her. She was sitting at a small kotatsu, seeing her small porcelain teapot steaming and one tiny teacup. She entered the small area a moment later, kneeling across from him and placing the little white and gold gift and another teacup between them. Can I open it now? I'm so excited." Her voice raised with complete joy and excitement. "Don't be a dummy, of course I want you to open it." Acting cool and calm, glad his voice didn't waver. His eyes never left her face as she untied the small gold ribbon and tore the white paper that wrapped it. Inside was a white rectangular box; pushing the paper aside, she gently rocked the lid back and forth so she wouldn't drop its contents. Her breath hitched as she took in what was before her. Links of silver shone in the light, making a slight sound as charms jiggled around as she picked it up. Her eyes were so vivid and expressive as she looked at him, the charm bracelet with the thirteen zodiacs painted in vibrant colors on her hand. Tears streamed down her face, and Kyo was worried that he had made a huge mistake in buying her this. "If you don't like it, I can get you something else." Kyo gruffed out, hiding his embarrassment at the gift she seemed to dislike. Looking away, he steadied his breathing and schooled his features. He couldn't believe how stupid he had been. Looking back at her, Kyo could see her face was crestfallen, tears streaming down her cheeks, and pain in those brown eyes that said so much. Before he could speak, the bracelet long forgotten on the table, his body lay back on the floor as he felt warm, soft lips pressed against his. Her smooth body lay on top of his, eyes bulging from shock from the kiss. Kyo realized what was happening too slowly and could feel her pulling away. "I'm sorry, I should've done that.." Her words shut down before she could continue as Kyo pulled her back to him. His hand grabbed her head as he started the kiss anew. Tohru gasped in surprise, allowing Kyo to deepen the kiss. Kyo sat up, her legs wrapping around his waist, hands fisting into his hair. Pulling away after a few moments, pressing his forehead against hers, he sighed. "So, I'm assuming you liked the gift." Chuckling is more a form of stress relief than humor. "Kyo, this is the most beautiful gift I have ever received. I love it as much as I love you." Her eyes were almost the color of warm amber as she looked into his other ones. He couldn't breathe; he was sure his heart stopped. She had said she loved him, and Tohru Honda said she loved him. Mouth dropping open, she laughed. "Cat got your tongue?" "Oh, Tohru, you don't know how long I've wanted to hear that. I love you too." Pulling her back for another kiss. His heart exploded with pure joy as the woman who stole his heart years ago sat on his lap, her fingers in his hair and lips pressed against his. The following day, Kyo walked into his house. Hoping to be quiet, assuming they were all still asleep, he jumped and screamed like a girl when a fan opening behind him startled him. "Our sweet little Kyo, out all night." A smug and satisfied look plastered on Shigure's face. Kyo tried to act cool, turning his head and starting towards the stairs. "Thank you." were the words whispered from his lips. "What was that?" Shigure asked laughter in his tone. "Shut it, dog! Mind your business and leave me alone." came from his lips, no heat behind the words as he ascended the stairs to his room. "About damn time," Yuki stated to Shigure once Kyo was out of earshot. "You got that right. Now I'm off to the main house. Akito is waiting." Wriggling his eyebrows, Shigure left, leaving Yuki to his own devices and a pleased Kyo up in his room. 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This fanfiction is participating in our annual fanfiction contest. Please vote for the fanfiction you think should win! Vote by clicking the heart below. Warning Tags: slight AU, primal dom, sub/dom, fire force, Benimaru, punishment, rated M, lemon, explicit language, bratty sub Playing with Fire by Shonen Baddies 1:50 am The citizens of Tokyo were asleep, and the rest were exhausted from a long day. Meanwhile, Y/N was heading home after her late-night cram session, followed by a night out with her friends. Usually, Y/N wasn't the type to stay out late and would have been home by now with her boyfriend, Benimaru. But her best friend Maki begged Y/N to hit a bar after class with their friends. Maki teased Y/N about being controlled by Benimaru to get her to come out, which resulted in Y/N texting Beni about coming home late to avoid a potential argument. Unaware of his reply, she walks away. Now, her only focus was to get home to her boyfriend/roommate, Benimaru. They had met each other by fate or accident; they could never tell the difference. Flashback "Dammit, I'm so late for class; I shouldn't have stayed up so la-" Y/N's words were cut off as she collided with what seemed like a brick wall. Upon further inspection, she discovered that she had run into a "wall" of a man. He was dressed in a white tee, black vest, and a kimono tucked into dark grey fireman's overalls. Outfit aside, To describe him as handsome wouldn't have done him justice. He was rugged, with a dangerous atmosphere that surrounded him. Y/N was mesmerized by him until he opened his mouth. "Why don't you watch where you're goin'?" He stated dismissively and stared with unique eyes before helping her to her feet. After sparing a second to glance down at her, he was surprised. To him, she resembled Adolla herself. But it wasn't her curves that initially caught his attention. It was her eyes, full of fiery wonder and innocence. "Yeah, well, I'm in a hurry. I'm so sorry. Bye!" Y/N yelled at him as she darted toward the Japanese History Building. Later, Y/N discovered Benimaru was an acquaintance of an older classmate. They were in the same line of work as Special Fire Force Firefighters. Over time, Benimaru found himself to be unusually fond of Y/N. The way she laughed, her snarky remarks at things he would say, the way she would gush about old Japanese culture as a history buff. Y/N loved how he cared for her and those close to him, the sheer absoluteness of his strength, and that dismissive attitude that annoyed her yet somehow pulled her in like the gravity of the Sun. And not too soon after, he asked her to move in with him, which she gladly accepted. End of flashback 2:15 am "I wonder if Beni's awake, he never responded to my message." Y/N thought dismissively. She then checked her phone and saw several missed calls and messages. As she opened the door to her and Benimaru's penthouse (which they could only afford on his Captain's salary), Y/N sighed, "Shit, I forgot my phone was on DND for class. I hope Beni isn't too mad; I didn't see his messages". Y/N dropped her bag by the door and entered the kitchen after removing her shoes. Before she could open the fridge, she heard a deep, rough voice. She jumped and let out a surprised squeal but calmed down after realizing it was just Beni. Y/N calmed down a little prematurely. "Welcome home. Did you enjoy yourself?" His voice was tense but strangely calm. It scared her a little. She couldn't distinguish his features due to the shadows engulfing his large frame. But she could see his piercing red eye and that all he had on was a pair of dark red pajama pants. "Yeah, I had a good time. Did I wake you?" She asked innocently. "No love, I haven't been asleep." His gaze narrowed. "I've been up all night…waiting for YOU." He glared as he slowly made his way over to where she was standing. "I was too worried, constantly thinking, what had happened to my girlfriend!! Since you ignored me and didn't answer my messages or calls!" He now stood towering over her short frame. "Baby, I forgot to check my phone, and it was on DND. Besides, it's different from your permission to go out. You don't own me or—" She was cut off by him slamming his hand up against the refrigerator door. "Let's get one thing straight, Y/N," he whispered harshly in her ear. "You are mine, which means I DO own you. Nobody else. you're all mine." His voice was drenched with dangerous arousal as he peered into her eyes and saw the slight fear in them. Without another word, he firmly pressed his body completely onto hers and kissed her. The kiss was…DEEP. It was everything he was: rough, domination, and DEMANDING. But strangely, it was loving and caring as well. It was breathtakingly confusing. Finally, Y/N was entirely out of breath after an eternity when the kiss ended. However, Beni wasn't at all fazed. When Y/N realized that Beni had lifted her, he was carrying her. "B-Beni? What are you gonna do?" she questioned. "I'm gonna teach you a lesson you won't forget." They reached their bedroom, and, with one swift movement, He kicked the door open and shut. He placed Y/N on their king-sized bed. Y/N began to back up out of reflex and fear. She felt like prey facing its predator. He had pulled her beneath him and straddled her to keep her there. Without uttering a word, I looked her straight into her eyes and ripped all the clothing from her body. "Beni, stop!" Y/N screamed. A dark chuckle rumbled from his massive chest. "If you want me to stop, you remember our safe word, right?" With those words, he ripped the last of her clothing from her body, leaving her completely naked. He was right. Y/N knew their safe word; if she felt she was in danger or things got too rough, she could use it, and Beni would stop immediately. But she wanted to play with fire tonight. As Y/N lay there nude, Benimaru chuckled devilishly at her blushing cheeks and flustered face. He took both of her wrists together, bound them together with his belt, and placed both of her hands above her head. "Keep them there," he demanded, "or I'll make this much harder for you," he said as he ground his pelvis into her womanhood. "Understood?" Her only answer was a moan, full of nervous anticipation, and her nodding her head rapidly. "Good girl." He kissed her while simultaneously grinding into her to take some of the tension away from them. His kisses moved methodically down her jawline to the hollow of her neck. When the grinding suddenly stopped. She whimpered and bucked her hips beneath his. He grabbed her wide hips, pinning them down onto the mattress, keeping her still. Beni's right hand moved to her breast. He made sure never to break eye contact. His gaze alone was enough to send fire down her spine. He pulled one hardened nipple into his mouth while his other hand went to her other breast. He kissed her passionately, the tension between them dissipating with each methodical move of his lips down her jawline to the hollow of her neck. Abruptly, the grinding stopped, and she whimpered, arching her hips. He seized her wide hips, pinning her down, and his right hand found her breast, maintaining intense eye contact. Y/N moaned breathlessly, uttering his name. "Enjoying it?" he growled, his sharp teeth alternating between aggressive nips and sucking on her breast, eliciting yelps. His other hand traced her curves, teasing her clit. As he plunged his large fingers into her, she gasped and struggled to speak. "Beni th—this is too much. I'm going to cum", Y/N panted wildly beneath him. Suddenly, he withdrew, leaving her frustrated and on the brink of release. "Beni!" she cried out, tears forming. Ignoring her, he kissed her hungrily, his hand exploring everywhere but the spot she craved most. Face to face, time seemed to freeze as they shared a fiery gaze. "Y/N," Beni growled her name out. "Look at me, Y/N." He demanded, and she obeyed. He could see the desire within them. Suddenly, he roughly plunged three fingers into her, never giving her a chance to acclimate to the additional digits. A gasp erupted from her chest as her body shuddered. She closed her eyes while turning her head the other way. "Beni!" "Look at me, Y/N," Beni once again commanded, placing one large hand around her neck. He repeated himself, this time a little annoyed. Her silence only increased the pressure on his hands. It was causing her once again to scream from the pleasure and pain that he gave her. "Beni!!!" She gasped out, finally finding her words…or words. The sound brought a satisfied grin to his face. "Again, Y/N," he continued his ministrations on her body. "Beni," his name came out more like a moan. He chuckled darkly in response. "That's my girl," his voice heavy with lust. "Listen to me, Y/N, I'm the only one that will ever get to touch you…see you…..TASTE YOU." He said while licking her satisfaction from his index and middle fingers. "YOU are mine, understand?" He knew she did but enjoyed her struggle for words nonetheless. "YES!!! Only yours, Beni", she whimpered and moaned beneath him. He wasn't sure if he could take much more of this. As he felt her tighten around his fingers once again, he, almost reluctantly, removed his hand from her completely. "Baby PLEASE!!!! I need you now." She pleaded. "I need you to do something for me first?" Without delay, Y/N rose to her knees, face to face with what she'd been craving since they'd started. Instinctively, she grabbed hold of his dick, feeling it pulse slightly under her touch. She gently swirled her tongue around the tip before inserting the rest of him into her mouth. "FUCK, Y/N," Benimaru whispered, grabbing a fist full of her thick coily hair. "Just like that." She felt him press her downwards slightly and reveled in the feelings she was giving him. "Look at me," he breathed, using his hand, still full of her hair, to tilt her head upwards without removing himself from her mouth. The simple sight of her looking up, tears streaking out the corners of her eyes, with a mouthful of his dick, was enough to make him finish at that moment. Beni lifted her, tossing her onto the bed, and entered with more force than intended. Y/N gasped and shifted slightly, but Beni gripped her wide hips, maintaining control, pumping rhythmically. "Beni!" She was close, and he could feel it. Beni lifted one of Y/N's legs over his shoulder and hooked the other around his hip to hit her deepest spots. "Cum for me, Y/N; come on, baby." He placed a hand around her neck, gentle yet firm. He was ready to come with her, too, now. He squeezed the sides of her throat and locked eyes with Y/N. He loosened his grip and said, "Now breathe and cum on Daddy's dick." "Ahh…FUCK!! BENI!!!!" It was enough to send him over the edge as well. Before he could collapse against her, he reached up and unbound her hands, rolling over onto his back and tucking Y/N under his arm. Later, after regaining their breath, Y/N apologized for making him worry. She rested against his chest, and he held her chin, gazing into her eyes, noticing her slightly swollen lips. "Have you learned your lesson?" Even when her face was fire hydrant red with embarrassment, she knew the questioning would lead to something further if she didn't give him the answer he wanted. "Yes, sir," she whispered. "Good girl," he muttered against her forehead, kissing it gently. Despite them both knowing that was far from the last time she'd disobey him again. 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(Art by SaiPaintsAStory) This fanfiction is participating in our annual fanfiction contest. Please vote for the fanfiction you think should win! Vote by clicking the heart below. Warning Tags: NSFW,camboy, sex worker, AU, no heroes here, yaoi, bjs, feathers as restraints Winner Winner Chicken Dinner by SaiPaintsAStory A DabixHawks Story The camera whirs to focus as Hawks adjusts it, making sure its pointed where most of the action will be. Behind him and across the room haunting the corner furthest from the bed, a tall lanky man with wild white hair troubled the tails of his button-down shirt that hung untucked. Hawks could tell he’d made an effort to look nice but it wasn’t his usual style at all. The chipped black nail polish and tattoos that extended from his cuffs over the backs of his hands spoke of an anxious habit and a very different everyday wardrobe. Hawks couldn’t help but smirk a little at the nervous man as he sat on the corner of his bed. He patted the comforter next to him, encouraging the shy man to join him. He hesitated for a moment before taking a deep breath and crossing the room to gingerly sit on the opposite side of the bed from the winged man. “Dabi? It’s Dabi right?” Hawks asked and the man nodded, full face mask shifting oddly with the movement. “Ok I’m going to introduce you to the viewers, tell them how you won the ‘Fun with a Fan’ contest and what exactly you said you wanted to do with me,” Hawks’ smirk grew devious as he watched Dabi nervously wipe his palms on his khaki pants, “and then we’ll just start the fun from there, ok?” He looked at Dabi for any sign of acknowledgement and after a moment, Dabi nodded again. “If you’re not comfortable with anything, speak up right away. I get that you don’t want your face revealed, but don’t be afraid to let your voice out. I can edit the sound later. I really just want you to enjoy today, ok?” Hawks said, his voice tender. He could see Dabi’s shoulders relax a little. His smirk melted into a soft smile as he reached across and tapped the masked man on the thigh. “Breathe. I promise nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen. This is all about you, ok? If you’d rather sit and watch a movie, we can do that. Or if you just want to sit here in awkward silence, we can do that too.” Hawks reassured him. Dabi huffed out a low chuckle and Hawks’ eyes widened, along with his smile, at the first sound from the mysterious man. Dabi had asked if he could wear the mask the whole time, even when it was just them before filming and though odd, Hawks agreed. He hadn’t said a word yet and Hawks was getting nervous that he might bail before anything got started, but he seemed to be finally easing into the scene. “Can I hold you hand for a moment?” Hawks asked as he extended his hand out to him. Dabi looked at it for only a moment before wiping his palm on his pantleg and gingerly placing his palm in the other man’s. His hand was HOT. Like hotter than any normal person’s hand should be. A grin split Hawks’ lips again as he looked up to the masked face. The only visible feature-bright cerulean blue eyes peering out at him from the holes of the mask that Hawks met squarely with his own golden ones. “That’s the spirit.” Hawks mumbled, not wanting to look away just yet. Dabi’s hand was much bigger than his own and he didn’t even care if Dabi could see his dick jump in his sweats as he squeezed his hand a little tighter. Finally, he turned away and grabbed a remote that changed the lights in the room to a blue hue and he clicked another button aimed towards the camera. “You ready?” he asked Dabi softly. Dabi squeezed his hand back and nodded. Hawks winked at him and turned to face the camera. “Hey there my little chicks! Today we have a very special guest joining the fun; the winner of the Fun with a Fan contest, user HotWings69! Now, when I asked him what he wanted to do, this very wise man stated he wanted to have some spicy fun with me and my feathers.” Hawks smirked at the camera. “A man truly after my own heart,” he whispered to the lens with a wink, “so if it’s ok with you guys, I want to get right down to it, yeah? Yeah.” He finished with an absolutely devilish smile before turning to Dabi, his back to the camera. He leaned in close to Dabi’s ear and whispered, “Forget the camera is even there. It’s just you and me, ok? Just us.” His lips brushed the shell of Dabi’s ear and Dabi sucked in a sharp breath before he turned slightly to look at Hawks again, blue sky meeting the golden sky of sunset, nervous hope meeting kind reassurance. Dabi wrapped an arm around Hawks’ small waist and turned him swiftly and laid him gently back on the bed. Hawks chirped a little noise of surprise at the sudden movement but smiled as he laid back on the soft pillows, happy that Dabi hadn’t decided to run out of the room. He straddled Hawks’ hips, running his hands up his defined chest, down the length of his arms until he reached his wrists, pulling his arms above his head, pinning them against the headboard. He let go, but tapped at Hawks’ wrist with a finger. Two feathers zipped up from out of sight to twist around his wrists and then again around the bar of the headboard, pinning his hands in place. Hawks let out a little gasp when they tightened around him, his eyes never leaving Dabi’s masked face. Dabi stared at him for what felt like a lifetime before tentatively moving his mask up to rest just under his nose, exposing his mouth. Hawks’ eyes immediately went to Dabi’s lips. Surprisingly full and soft looking. A moment later, those lips were kissing his neck, his collarbone, his chest. All Hawks could think was they were as soft as they looked. Dabi moved on to a nipple and Hawks cried out, his back arching up into the splayed palms that were wrapping around him, leaving his skin a burning ember in their wake. Dabi worked one nipple and then the next, his deft movements making Hawks begin to tremble in his hands. He finally moved on, trailing wide open-mouthed kisses down to Hawks’ navel, playfully tugging on the barbell piercing before moving on. He let go of Hawks’ body to grip the waistband of his sweats and pull them down slowly, dragging over his flushed cock, and finally freeing it with a bounce, tip glistening in the blue light. Hawks gasped, his eyes never leaving the mask that sat awkwardly looking at him as the mouth under it continued to leave soft kisses across his hips to the tops of his thighs. Dabi sat up between Hawks’ legs, running his scalding hands from hips down to ankles, tapping both ankles and then pointing to the sides. Hawks smirked and sent two more big feathers out to wrap around his ankles, pulling them out ward towards the corners of the bed, effectively restraining him completely now. Dabi looked from one leg to the other before looking back up at Hawks. His eyes were obscured by the awkward angle of the mask, but a grin spread across those full wet lips and Hawks’ cock jumped. A low, gravelly laugh emanated from Dabi and Hawks’ eyes went wide, jaw dropping open just a little, but he didn’t have a chance to throw out a witty quip before he felt Dabi’s tongue run the length of his cock from balls to tip. “Holy shit-p-piercing…” was all Hawks could get out as Dabi swirled his tongue around and over the head, his tongue piercing hitting all the right spots as he went. He teased and teased making Hawks writhe against his bonds trying to get just a little more from Dabi’s stunted licks and kisses. When Dabi pushed his swollen cock past his lips and down his throat in one go, Hawks cried out hard as his back arched up off the bed. Dabi hummed around him in approval and Hawks shuddered. He began sliding up and down on him, hot hands holding Hawks’ hips down to the bed, his grip surprisingly strong. Hawks squirmed against his hands and the feather bonds around his wrists but it did little to deter Dabi. His mouth was just as hot as his hands and his tongue was like velvet gliding all around him. It was too much. He felt himself hurtling at light speed towards his climax. “Dabi wait-wait please. Hnngh…oh my god-no wait stop STOP!” Hawks’ voice got high and desperate as he tried to squirm away. It didn’t deter Dabi in the least. He kept going like he was on a mission. Hawks could feel it coming (no pun intended) and he began to panic because Dabi wasn’t letting up. “Stop stop! Oh my god Stop STOP ahhhhh Stop DAMMIT TOUYA STOP!!!” Hawks yelled and Dabi stopped in his tracks. He slowly let his cock slip from his mouth, making Hawks shiver as he looked up at Hawks’ face. Hawks panted for a moment, trying to get blood back to his brain after getting to the brink and suddenly stopping. “How-how do you know my name?” Touya whispered. Hawks sighed and let his body sag against his bonds and into the mattress. “How could I not know?” Hawks finally said after a moment. “The white hair, the bright blue eyes, the tattoos. I’ve seen you in the newspapers and magazines with your art exhibitions.” Touya sat back on his heels, and even though Hawks couldn’t see his face, he knew he was under that mask overthinking and beginning to panic. “Though, to be fair, I remember when you had red hair and chubby cheeks.” Hawks said softly and Touya stopped mid hand-wring and stared from behind his mask at him. Hawks sighed and looked away. “You-you knew it was me?” Touya asked softly, his low voice tumbling through the space around them. “Yeah. I knew. Who else would have a username that just happened to be what they used to call us at the orphanage? I’d wondered if it was you or a coincidence, but then when I saw your eyes and that hair…I’d kinda kept track of you through articles and stuff. There was no doubt it was you.” Hawks replied softly. Touya sat back on his knees as he took it all in and then looked over at the camera. “Oh, don’t worry, I won’t post the video. I’ll make up some excuse that the camera died or something.” He said without looking back up at him. A moment of utter silence filled the room, replacing all the air as it spread out. Hawks was waiting for him to jump up and run but instead he just reached up and pulled his mask off completely and dropped it on the floor. Hawks looked up at him and his heart did backflips. He was stunning. Sharp features, a few laugh lines, long dark eyelashes that clashed with his stark white hair, three small studs in his nose, a barbell in his eyebrow and a small soft smile on his lips. “Keigo…” Touya whispered and Hawks’ eyes went wide and glassy with tears that welled up. It had been years since anyone called him by that name and for it to fall from the lips of the one person he’s loved since he was a child was overwhelming. Touya cupped Hawks’ cheek in his hand and thumbed away a rogue tear that spilled over. “I missed you so much.” he said breathlessly before crashing into Keigo’s mouth in a hungry kiss that Hawks reciprocated excitedly. His first love, his only love, finally in his arms. This fanfiction is participating in our annual fanfiction contest. Please vote for the fanfiction you think should win! Vote by clicking the heart below.

(Art by ADJ) This fanfiction is participating in our annual fanfiction contest. Please vote for the fanfiction you think should win! Vote by clicking the heart below. Warning Tags: Yaoi Love Knocking On Heavens Door Part 2 by ADJ Rohan POV Shit! The bottle broke. It's too close to Valentine's Day to get Nu-Mi another gift. I should have been more careful. Not to mention the price of this ink. “What should I do?” I can't salvage something I can't even see. What to do? He’d promise to come back around this time after leaving for his ‘space trip’. I still don’t believe he's an alien, but whatever. As long as he comes back. Tsk I guessIi'll pay that money hungry Josuke to fix this, he’s the only one that can. - Is it too cliche to wait for an alien in a corn field? Sigh it's getting late, maybe he won’t come today. So much for a Valentine’s Day anniversary. Why do I even care so much? Last year was a tough year for me, and I thought I wanted something more from him but when he left my head became clearer.Yet here I am waiting for him like a chauffeur at the damn airport. Walking off towards the sunset,my eyes went dark. “Konbanwa Rohan-sensei.” My whole body tingled at his whispers. “Shit! Nu-Mi, you scared me. You can’t just sneak up on me like that, we are in the middle of n….” Before I could finish, he spun me around and kissed me. “Wait, we’re outside.” Turning his hands into ribbons, he bound my hands together. “I missed Rohan, and doing things Sensei likes.” Keeping my hands bound, he leaned over to nibble on my neck. I did miss this. It's been months since he left. I was angry and lonely. “Ok…ok lets just go home first.” I tried speaking without moaning but failed. “Pl…plus I have plans for us later. So…so let's get out of here.” Stepping into the doorway, I realized he misses me more than I thought. “Hey hey, slow down will you? We need to shower before we head back out. Especially you.” There’s no telling where he came from. “Sensei, why don’t we shower together? I read that’s what lovers do.” Lovers? “Have you been reading magazines again, Nu-Mi?” He grins. “Fine.” I sighed. We’ll be drawing two faces with one stroke. Or so I thought. After washing, I was prepared to leave before he fixed my wrist to the shower head against the wall. “Sensei, would you like your eyes covered this time?” “No.” He smirked and I instantly regretted it. But I haven’t seen him in months. Starting with my lips, his soft tongue glided over my body while he stared at me with those vibrant green eyes. I got semi-aroused the moment he tied me up but now I’m fully erect. Slowly sliding his hands over my body and licking the waterfall, he stopped at my nipples to suck and bite them. My moans echoed through the bathroom. Placing kisses on the way down, he stopped at my erection. My body jolted at the feel of his hands sliding down my back to my ass. “Hey….Um.” Trying to speak without moaning became hard as he rolled his tongue around my tip. It became even more difficult as his fingers entered me at the same time he took me deeper into his mouth. “Aaaah…” A loud moan echoed alone with a sucking sound. I haven’t felt anything from behind since he left. The pain of his fingers from behind enhanced the pleasure from the front. Looking down, he’s sucking the water off of me like it's a reverse straw. I tilted back my head accepting pleasure. “Wait, what are you doing?” He suddenly places my legs on his shoulder. Taking more of me in his mouth and his hand going deeper. This time when I looked down, he’s staring directly at me. “Nu-Mi st…stop!” He gripped my thighs and squeezed his lips around me as I came. Swallowing every drop without losing eye contact. Shit, do I even want to leave anymore. - We stop to pick up dinner, then head to my surprise camp at the harbor. I got word of a firework display for Valentine’s day this year. “Do you like it out here? I also have a gift after dinner.” “Oh! My first gift as Rohan-sensei’s boyfriend.” I try not to show my reaction to the title. “Um yeah…Well it's more of-” “I also have a date planned for Sensei tomorrow. I’ve read that it needs to be really special when your in lo-” “Hey! How about I give you your gift now?” He was going to say it. Doesn’t he realize we are both guys? What kind of magazines has he been reading that accepts this relationship? The next two hours we wrote secret messages on each other’s bodies with the invisible ink I gifted him. After he decided that paper wasn’t intimate enough. “Ok, are you ready to see it? Before bed we need to take a good shower..” I say this fully aware of the damage ink could do to the skin. “Actually I hoped what I wrote stays on Sensei for a long time.” I shine the luminous flashlight on my skin. He has bad handwriting. Heh. My smile fades the lower I shine the light. ‘Cute, Sassy, Smart, Artist, Sexy, Horny, Kinky, Masochist,Tasty, Tight’. I look up to see him with a devilish smirk. What the hell? My ink on him are small doodles and designed like a normal person. Well except the doodles that look like drawings from a manga. That can't be helped.I purposely drew on ticklish parts. He’s so cute when he laughs. “Rohan-sensei, do we really have to wash this off? I like that my boyfriend-” “Mikitaka, stop referring to me as your boyfriend.” I didn’t mean to ruin the mood but hearing the title gives me false hope and feelings. “I mean we are guys.” I whispered. “Why is that bad Sensei? I love Roh-” I interrupted his statement once again. “You will leave again.” Honestly, this statement was a cover up but now said out loud, it hurts me more than intended. “You don’t just leave your lovers Nu-Mi!” I can tell my tone came out harsh by his reaction. “Rohan.” “Let's just go, it's getting cold.” Just as we stood, the fireworks started. We watched the display in silence. The walk home was as cold as the night. “Um Sensei I…I’ll see you tomorrow night for our um… Well dinner.” He wanted to say “date” but hesitated. Wait. “Where are you going? You're not staying?” My heart is pounding. Did I say too much? “You have to wash up.” Even I can hear the desperation in my voice, but Mikitaka doesn’t budge. He’s really going to leave me? “I’ll wash the ink off. And I'll see you tomorrow night, ok?” I just nod in disappointment. Not at him but at myself. - Standing out front. It's evening now, where is he? All day I couldn’t control my emotions and thoughts. Is he going to show up? Just when I turn to head back in, a taxi arrives. Mikitaka steps out wearing formal attire and hair flowing freely. The way I like it. He opens the other side and gestures to me to get in. I grab my small bag harboring my apology gift and walk to him. “Hey Nu-Mi I’m sorry ab-” “Sensei the meter is running, we can talk when we get there.” I follow his guidance. - The car ride was long and silent. We get out to walk to our destination. I have no idea where it is. He takes my hand like yesterday didn’t happen. I never felt my heart beat with such relief. He still wants me. We approach some sort of private plane. I bet he’ll say it’s his spaceship. “Rohan Sensei, this is my spaceship.” I knew it. “We’ll have our date inside. Watch your step coming in.” This is…. A little too romantic if you ask me. There’s lit candles everywhere, even around our blanket area. Isn’t this a fire hazard? He left this unattended? I hope he has insurance on this thing. I turn to see him closing the door. “Uh hey, why don’t we leave that open?” I’d rather not die. “Oh no need, I'll open the roof.” What? He closed the door, hit a switch and the top came down like a convertible top. And above, nothing but stars. “Rohan-sensei, I read that a night under the stars is one of the best dates.” He takes me to the floor area with food and desserts. Do I deserve this? After eating, we lay there. He starts to explain why he leaves. “I want to be here with you, so I leave to age myself to your life expectancy as time goes faster in space. But I won’t have to go back for the same length this time. And when I do.” He reached to grab something behind him. “This is an intergalactic communicator or cell phone. You can always reach me.” I take the device. Looks like a regular smartphone. “I really missed you.” I confessed while staring at the device. “I’m sorry about yesterday. I want to make it up to you.” I grab my bag and pull out the rest of the ink from yesterday. “Do I get to write words on Rohan again?” He smirks. “Uh no. We don’t have enough for that. But I thought about how you wanted it to stay forever.” I pulled out my tattoo pen kit. “So you can tattoo one thing on me and I'll do the same and only we can see it. So put it somewhere nice.” “Can I put it anywhere?” His hands slid to my waist which was exposed because of my hollow short sleeve crop top. My skin shivers then heats. We lock eyes and kiss passionately. I climb on top of him while kissing as he grips my hips and grinds against me. Before I realize it, I'm on my back. Mikitaka starts looking around for something. “What's wrong?” He kneels over me before removing his belt. “Nothing.” Unexpectedly he wrapped his belt around my head covering my eyes. “Hehe, I’ll never get tired of this.” Placing another kiss on my lips, I can feel his soft hair brush against my face. After removing my own belt to tie my hands, Mikitaka started kissing me all over. “I’ll mark all potential spots for my tattoo.” My body was wet with kisses and bites. My lack of sight made me even more sensitive. I felt his hands on my hips as I imagine he’s staring at my erection. My pants come off. I felt him make his way up to it and start stroking me. I felt his soft tongue slide between me. While moaning I felt his hands replace his tongue. Before I could take a breath, I was taking in his fingers. My moans grew louder as he started thrusting his fingers in faster. I'm coming to a climax when he stops. His scent grew near again. “Kishibe Rohan-sensei is my boyfriend.” He whispered softly but also with a hint of possessiveness. I jolt when I feel the hardness of what's coming next. “And I love him.” Was the last words I heard before he himself thrust into me. Our moans and groans echo through the space. The belt slides off my eyes and I look up to see a sea of stars. Ha…. We are literally making love under the stars. He places kisses on my lips and neck as he thrust harder and deeper. Moaning, I whisper “I’m yours.” POV End The moon shines upon the two as they rest and the tattoo on Rohan's exposed top left butt cheek reads I Love You - Nu-Mi. The light shines over Mikitaka’s chest and above his heart. I Love You Too- Rohan. On the floor the spilled ink spreads in finger paint that reads; Happy Valentine’s Day This fanfiction is participating in our annual fanfiction contest. Please vote for the fanfiction you think should win! Vote by clicking the heart below.

This fanfiction is participating in our annual fanfiction contest. Please vote for the fanfiction you think should win! Vote by clicking the heart below. Warning Tags: cyberpunk2077,johnnysilverhandxv,femalev,sex,romance,love,erotics Lost Memories by Shiningbind As night came along at the Aldecaldo campsite, V was currently asleep for the night after a long and exhausting day.  However, it wasn’t too long until Johnny suddenly entered their tent and nudged V a little bit, waking her up. V, annoyed for a moment, looked over at him, “Go to sleep, you gonk.” V commented as she was rubbing her eyes for a moment for her vision to be more clear. “Let’s go for a ride.” Johnny answered as he waited for V to get up on her feet and get dressed. It was a very hot night at the campsite as V took a moment to wake up and get dressed in a black crop top along with denim hot pants.  She then took a moment to lace up her boots and have some guns ready just in case there were any unwanted visitors nearby.  Johnny couldn’t help but drool a little bit over how she was dressed. He tried hard not to stare, so V wouldn’t suspect anything. “Where are you planning on taking me?” V questioned with suspicion. “Shut up, and you’ll see.” Johnny answered as they both exited the tent. V had her key ready for her bike as they headed over towards it. Johnny was eager to drive again, “I’ll be the one driving.” Johnny said as he started touching it. V smacked his hands away from the bike, especially when she made a promise to Mama Welles that she would take good care of it for Jackie's sake, “No, I’M driving it. This is my dead choom’s bike, so the only one who drives it is me. You get on the bitch seat.” “You fucking kidding me, V?!” Johnny objected as he was not amused having to sit on the bitch seat again like last time. “Or.. I can leave your ass behind.” V responded as she had the key ready, “Take your pick.” Johnny grumbled for a moment as V got on the bike, waiting for Johnny to decide on what to do.  He pouted for a moment, not happy that he had to sit on the bitch seat again, “Fine…” He said, not amused as he got on the bitch seat, holding onto V as she drove off away from the campsite. As V drove, Johnny pointed out an abandoned van where he wanted to talk to her privately. V was confused on why he wanted to talk to her alone and away from the campsite, yet she figured to hear him out. It wasn't long until they both had arrived at the abandoned van where Johnny was earlier, killing off enemies. V and Johnny both got off the bike.  Taking a moment, V scanned the area as she noticed there were dead bodies everywhere. “Well…  I see you have been busy.” V commented as she couldn’t help but have a look of satisfaction on her face before watching Johnny open up the back of the abandoned van, “What’s this about?” “Get inside.” Johnny answered as he entered the back of the van, waiting on V. V raised an eyebrow as she decided to follow along with Johnny before he closed the doors to it. Taking a moment to both make themselves comfortable, V looked over at Johnny, “So, go on… what did you want to talk to me about?” V questioned. However, before she could resume, it was suddenly where her lips were met with Johnny’s as he had leaned in to kiss her. However, before he could resume, V placed a hand over his mouth for a moment and turned her head, “Johnny… why?” V questioned with confusion as she lowered her hand.  She was so confused on what was happening or how she was feeling towards him. Johnny didn’t answer as he turned V’s head towards him and kissed her deeply for a moment before slowly breaking the kiss, “You ask too many gonk questions.” V paused for a moment, trying to soak it all in.  Was it true that she stormed Arasaka tower alone with Johnny and the traitor?  Did she really love him beforehand? So many questions were going through her head, yet she felt her body warm up after Johnny had kissed her passionately. She couldn’t help but lean in and surprise kiss him in return, “I… dunno why we’re doing this, but I enjoy it.” V answered as she and Johnny began to kiss passionately leading into them both making out in the back of the van. As they made out for a bit, Johnny removed V’s crop top while V removed Johnny’s Samurai shirt.  Johnny took a moment as he trailed V’s neck with kisses while he pressed onto her breasts resulting in her moaning a little bit. He then made his way to his breasts, enjoying a bit of foreplay as he was getting turned on.  He then began to suck a little bit on them before looking up at V, “You enjoy that?” Johnny asked as he continued to play with her breasts before he took his other hand, making it down to her private area as he undid her hot pants to insert his fingers up her vagina, fingering her. V moaned for a moment as she was enjoying the pleasure she was getting out of Johnny, “Fuck… just do it already, you gonk… I want it inside of me…” V moaned as she was turned on. “Now that’s the V I like to hear.” Johnny smirked as he adjusted his body, undoing his pants and letting them down revealing his hard dick and stroking it for a moment. After pulling down V’s hot pants, they both adjusted themselves where he spread her legs and inserted his dick up her vagina, and began to pump away inside of her. V moaned louder as she wrapped a leg around and moved along with him, enjoying every moment of it along with Johnny, especially as he has not had a good round of sex in 50 years. He enjoyed being alive again and being back in an actual body.  Moreover, spending those moments with V despite how many times they have bumped heads. As he pumped away inside of her, picking up speed and slamming into her G-spot, He was starting to groan a little bit himself. V felt her body heating up as her climax was hitting along with Johnny. “Fuck… Johnny… I’m going to…” Before she could finish, V slightly arched her back as she climaxed. Soon after, Johnny groaned a bit as he slammed one more time into her G-spot, “Shit.. this is it…” It was then he arched his back and came inside of her. ~~* After a moment, both tired and panting after having sex, Johnny held V close to him as they both snuggled close to each other in the back of the abandoned van. V couldn’t help but smile softly as she rest her head against Johnny’s bare chest, “Best fuck ever.” V commented as she didn’t care how hot it was that night as she felt her feelings for him returning. Johnny kissed her forehead, smirking, “Good. Glad you enjoyed it.” (End of Chapter) This fanfiction is participating in our annual fanfiction contest. Please vote for the fanfiction you think should win! Vote by clicking the heart below.

This fanfiction is participating in our annual fanfiction contest. Please vote for the fanfiction you think should win! Vote by clicking the heart below. Warning Tags: yaoi, satyriasis, panic attack, fluff, trauma Madara and his Jealous Traumatized Boyfriend by Gojou_Satoru_wife69 I don't remember why I am so angry. I don't even know if it is anger I am feeling or heartache. As images of her kissing Madara flashes in front of my eyes, I shut them tightly grabbing the sides of my head and pulling at my hair to focus on the physical pain. It does little to alleviate the pain in my heart. My breathing quickens as I replay the events in my head. Flashback: I had woken up after a surprisingly peaceful sleep only to feel arms around my torso. Panicking a little thinking it was him, I tense before the arms around me begin to move up and down. I am made aware that I am shirtless, but as soon as I feel warm calloused gentle touches, I calm down. I hear him whisper in my ear reminding me I am no longer in that cell and that I am safe, stopping me from shaking. As I calmed down more, I remembered why Madara had come to my room the night before. He had gotten me out of an episode. I was having a nightmare about one of the worst sessions with him. I had woken up screaming to get off me and Madara had heard my screams. I blink a few times as I register that my nose is touching Madara's chest as he rubs up and down my spine causing goosebumps to form. I focus on his heartbeat as I feel a soft pressure on my head. I take a deep breath in as I enjoy the feel of his lips on me. A blush forms on my cheeks that I fight hard to force away. I snap out of it as a knock is heard on my door. I am hyperventilating, but I try to keep it quiet not wanting to be seen like this. I wipe furiously at the traitorous tears running down my face as another knock is heard followed by Madara's kind voice. "Oi, let me in," he says gently after noting my door is locked. I don't respond shaking my head side to side. I don't want him to see me like this again. I manage to calm my breathing down enough that I can now see ahead of me and I walk to the connected bathing area and I walk to the sink. I hear the door click a few times before it opens and closes. I run water over my face cleaning the evidence away just as Madara walks in. My arms are still shaking as I grip the sides of the small basin of water. I look up into the mirror to see Madara standing behind me. His eyes held concern, but another image of the woman kissing him flashed in my visage and I shut my eyes again. "Another episode?" Yeah. "No." "You feel alright?" No, not really. "I'm fine." "Why are you lying to me?" he asks putting his hands on my shoulders and giving them a light squeeze causing me to tense. I open my eyes hesitantly to make eye contact with him. Because I love you. "I'm not." He hardens his gaze which is filled with worry and hurt. Why is he hurt? "Yes, you are." He says my name sending shivers down my spine. He moves his hands from my shoulders moving the cloth of my black yukata. My breathing increases as he lets the sleeves fall off my arms. The silver cloth around my waist stops the cloth from fully leaving my body. I close my eyes softly as I feel his breath on my neck. I shiver visibly as he says my name once more. "What has you so upset?" I gasp as I feel his tongue run along the scar on my neck before he gently bites when I don't answer him. He suddenly stops causing me to shoot my eyes open. I bite the inside of my cheek struggling to find the words without making myself sound jealous. I open my mouth to say something but pause when I notice him patiently waiting for me to speak. The words are caught in my throat as I struggle to say anything. My mouth opens and closes repeatedly trying to say something until Madara sighs closing his eyes. I shut my mouth thinking I had disappointed him. Before I could drop my gaze fully, I am turned around and Madara smashes his lips onto mine. Our teeth hit each other causing me to gasp. He takes the chance to explore the inside of my mouth. The shock is overridden by a desire that ignited and before I could stop myself, I had cornered Madara into the wall behind him placing both forearms on the wall on each side of him caging him in. My eyes were clouded and while our tongues danced, I began to struggle. No, not like this. I pulled away, a string of saliva forming between us. I was shaking with the desire to fuck. I didn't want that. I was panting and groaning from the struggle, Madara was confused at me shaking my head. "M-Madara," I was panting so loudly as I began to leave open-mouth kisses along his jaw and neck. "P-push me a-ah-away," I couldn't stop myself. I felt him place his hand flat on my chest hesitantly, but as I kissed him roughly clenching my fist so tight, something in him snapped and he pushed me away. "FUCK!" I yelled as I grabbed my hard-on turning on my side. “Why?” "I don't want it to be like this," I tried explaining in between pants. "Fuck!" He knelt to try and comfort me, but I snapped at him "Don't touch me!" The fear in my eyes halted him. He chose then to sit down slowly frustration clear on his face as I cried. Damnit! This sucks! "I thought I was over it," I whispered. "Over what?" he asked even more confused. I moaned in pain. "He got me addicted." Immediately, Madara understood. Closing his eyes, he calmed himself before relaxing. He was glad it wasn't him. "Sorry." "Don't apologize," I answered quickly. "There are some pill bottles in the drawer of the nightstand next to my bed. Can you grab the purple one for me?" I asked humiliated that I still had to rely on them. While he was grabbing the bottle, I had to ask, "Oi, Madara" I paused for a second to breathe. "Who was that woman you were kissing at the market?" I heard the drawer slam, "WHAT? Is that what had you panicked?" Madara reentered the bathroom seeing me nod my head. He sighed shut the door opened the bottle handing me one. I took the pill dry grimacing at the bitter taste. "Just someone who thinks she is entitled to whatever she wants. A harlot." I hummed already feeling the pill work. "What did I give you?" "Medicine so I don't accidentally kill you with my chakra." He rose a brow. "A side-effect of the addiction is my chakra goes all over the place. It's killed others when I couldn't control it." Nodding his head, Madara noted my now seated position observing my state of self. He observed the sweat slide down from my forehead passed my rose-colored cheeks his gaze lingering on my parted lips. "Your chakra is the only issue?" Madara had an idea. He did not want to let this chance go away. "Basically," I answered honestly. "I don't know if we will be able to continue without risking it going haywire again though?" Gulping, Madara licked his dry lips. "I have an idea. Normally, it is a technique used for prisoners," he trailed off going silent. I knew what he was talking about, it could work. If he wants to continue. I found myself nodding my head causing Madara to smile softly. "You think it'll work." "We could try. I'm willing, at least." Madara knelt in front of me, his dominant hand cupping my cheek as I realized that I was in my underwear only. He slides his other hand gently down my arm causing the hairs to rise and goosebumps to form. It wasn't until I felt a sting on my wrist did I began to feel the difference. My chakra was completely disconnected from usage. Madara then placed gentle tender kisses over my eyes and cheeks before moving to kiss my lips. I kissed him back wrapping my arms around his neck. Separating, Madara picked me up causing me to wrap my legs around his waist. The morning after, Madara woke up tightening his grip around my waist as I could feel the smile he had on his face. He kissed the back of my head mumbling, "I love you." My breath hitched when he said this, but I relaxed when I heard soft snores coming from him. Closing my eyes, I mumbled, "I love you, too, Madara." This fanfiction is participating in our annual fanfiction contest. Please vote for the fanfiction you think should win! Vote by clicking the heart below.

This fanfiction is participating in our annual fanfiction contest. Please vote for the fanfiction you think should win! Vote by clicking the heart below. Warning Tags: dressrosa spoiler Dressrosa Is Beautiful Isn’t It? by Aphro Dressrosa was beautiful, even more so now that Donquixote Doflamingo was taken down by your captain. The sounds of the citizens, freed pirates, and the colosseum announcer cheering could be heard all throughout the kingdom even atop the flower field where you currently stood with Robin, Rebecca, and Kyros. The smile on your face stretched from ear to ear knowing all of their suffering and misery was over with Luffy’s victory. You briefly looked over at Rebecca and Kyros kneeling next to each other in contentment, you felt Robin shift next to you before saying softly “We should give them space. We’ll see each other again at the celebration.” You nodded slowly wiping the tear that had welled at the corner of your eye. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You had long been used to the aftermaths of a Straw Hat victory. There would always be a never ending buffet of food, lots of drinking, cheers, music and the best of all dancing. You were never quite sure how a country could manage to produce as much food and drink as they do following a battle but it was always a pleasant surprise. King Riku’s hardy laughter brought you back from your thoughts “Of course there will be plenty of meat for you Straw Hat! Only the best for our savior!!” It was Luffy’s turn to laugh after he had heard all he needed to hear from the King. You smiled softly to yourself at the sound, that beautiful sound. Every day you tried to convince yourself that Luffy didn’t mean more to you than just being your captain but every time you heard that laugh your heart skipped more beats than you cared to admit. Your gaze would always linger longer than you intended it to be when he would wrestle with Usopp and the rays always looked more golden when he sat upon the Sunny’s head while sailing. “Oi!” Luffy was poking your arm with his head cocked “Where did you go?! You know we have a party to go to right? I want to get there while the meat is still fresh!” You could have sworn you had seen his mouth drooling when he said “meat”. “Yes. They party will start soon! If we don’t go now how will our captain ever get his fill?” Robin chuckled lightly behind you. “This party is gonna be SUPER fun!” Franky sports his usual pose at the statement. “Only if there’s plenty to drink.” Zoro states next to him. “I’m just glad this is all over. That was terrifying!” Usopp cried. You stood from your spot about to ask where the other members of your party were. Law had taken substantial damage during the fight with the warlord so you were sure he would sit this party out, not that he’s the social type. The two samurai from Wano were no where to be seen. “Kin’emon and Kanjuro went to speak amoung themselves somewhere else. I don’t think they’ll be joining us.” Robin had answered as if she had heard your thoughts. She always seemed to know what you were thinking before you had even completed a thought. You smiled at her “Thank you! It’s like you knew what i was thinking, as always!” the archeologist winked at you before walking ahead. As you walked along Luffy’s bouncing and laughter were all you could focus on the contagious emotion warmed your heart. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The celebration was well under way and all that could be heard was laughter, cheering, and singing. Whatever silence could be found was filled by the sound of trumpets and guitars. You looked around at all of your friends and crew mates. Zoro was off on a corner bench drinking and laughing with Kyros. The once toy soldier deserved this party as much as your crew did. His organizing the tontatta to stage the coup against the Family and destruction of the SMILE factory. You raised your glass chuckling about how your original mission, destroying that factory, had turned into all of this liberation. Not to mention this mission had also reunited your captain with his presumed dead brother. Sabo had been by Kyros home earlier to say his goodbyes to Luffy before taking his leave. Unfortunately Luffy had been asleep, but fortunately for your crew you had learned the brothers story and therefore got to understand yet another thing about Luffy’s past. As Sabo was leaving, his comment about taking care of his brother was an echo of the other brother Ace’s back in Alabasta but you could of sworn that Sabo had eyed you specifically with his last words. Robin was standing with Franky laughing with him as he retold his story about the fight with Senor Pink at the SMILE factory. “So hard-boiled” you heard Robin chuckle. Usopp was surronded by the pirates and citizens he had so “bravely” saved from Sugar’s fruit ability. No doubt exaggerating how the whole ordeal had happened. Luffy was not so sneakily stealing meat from Usopp’s plate while he was parading around. Rebecca and King Riku’s talking falling on deaf ears. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ King Riku, despite Luffy’s protests, had announced the end of the feast and that the rest of the night would be the time for dance and music. Although the food had stopped being passed around the drinks hadn’t. You took a swig of your drink before getting up to dance with Robin. This was your favorite part of every celebration. The release of all that adrenaline from fighting was just what the doctor ordered. The freedom of dance resonated with the country. You tapped around Robin leaning your head back to the sound of music filling your ears. Twirling around the floor to each one of your present crew mates. Franky and Usopp making you laugh the hardest with their moves. Zoro just held your hand as he twirled you around, making sure his sake didn’t waste by drinking it one full gulp. Unknown to you Zoro had twirled you right into Luffy’s arms. Your eyes were still shut taking in the atmosphere and letting the alcohol bring you a pleasant buzz. Luffy wrapped his arms tightly around your waist guiding you around the floor on light feet. He guided your head to his shoulder as the song currently being played had hit a soft tone. The smell of the sea and meat overwhelmed your senses and you eased into the position knowing your captain would ensure your safety. Luffy took one of your hands in his intertwining your fingers together before shuffling on swift feet to the beat of the music. His hot breath on your neck sent shivers down your spine, a stark contrast to the coolness of the night. As the singing picked up you felt a prickle at your ear. Luffy started to hum the melody in your ear lowering his hand down your back above your ass. “Su cuerpo, Juro por Dios, que era tan perfecta, Su cinturita como modelo, sus ojos, desde el principio me enamororan, a elle le gusto y a mí me gusta.” Luffy sings softly in your ear. Your eyes shoot open upon hearing the perfect singing. Luffy smiles at you sweetly before kissing your forehead and then cheek. “This place truly is beautiful isn’t it?” You gulp completely ignoring his statement “I didn’t know you knew how to speak spanish?? Does anyone else know?” asking exasperatedly. Luffy chuckles, that beautiful chuckle again, “No. No one else needs to know. It’s not important, but you are.” You understood what your captain was saying to you. No one else knew about him being bilingual because he wanted to share this information with someone who was important. Important to him. The light pink from the alcohol brushing your cheeks turned brighter and darker as the realization hit you. Luffy’s laughter was booming after watching your reaction to his confession, it caused everyone in the room to start laughing along with him. Tears welled in your eyes yet again as Sabo’s comment earlier in the night came to you. He -was-speaking to you because he knew his brother’s feelings. You picked your head up off Luffy’s shoulder to better look your captain in the eye. His eyes were shimmering with that all too familiar sparkle. It would never get old, seeing him like this. Your mind begins to race as you think back to each moment you spent with or around Luffy. Admitting to this was easier than you had initially thought. “I love you, Luffy” you said softly, almost afraid his confession wasn’t what you thought, hoped, it was. He leans down centimeters from your lips, and after waiting a moment Luffy kisses you endearingly before replying “I have loved you for a long time. This is the adventure I’ve been waiting for.” You eagerly return the kiss never wanting for anything more. Your heart swells with the admission. The feeling of love was so overwhelming you were sure that you would have buckled if Luffy hadn’t been holding onto you. His rubber arms extend fully engulfing you into him, laying his head ontop of yours. Dressrosa sure was beautiful now and your promise to Sabo would be easier to keep than you had originally thought. This fanfiction is participating in our annual fanfiction contest. Please vote for the fanfiction you think should win! Vote by clicking the heart below.

We're thrilled to have @kjthomas_5 return, and we've got an exclusive interview delving into the inspiration behind her novel creations! Read her answers below as she unveils the fascinating journey that led to the creation of her novels and get a sneak peek into the highly anticipated second installment of All Star Knights! Animeforwomen: What made you want to start creating a manga/novel? @KJ Thomas: "I start writing novels and manga because I remember as a kid, reading so many books, and being so fascinated by the stories that were told in those books, and it really inspired me to become an author. Because I want to write something like that I just had this feeling that I wanted to do this, that this was what I was meant to do so as a kid i would make up stories about the superheroes , I see on the TV like wonder woman or you know Ang from avatar the last Airbender.Because writing allows me as a kid to enjoy moments that I didn’t have because I had sickness that prevented that." -- A: You said you are working on the second novel and it’s coming out this upcoming year! What would we have to look forward to in this second novel? K: "I think the biggest thing you can look forward for in the novel that is coming up is that it will be my first debut novel that hopefully will get picked up by a company. And this is a very unique story that I’m building because it’s is very dystopian and it has vampire demons, werewolf you name them they will most likely be in the book in a kind of action packed love story that will be a series that will possibly be 3 books." -- A: Where can we read your novels? K: "You can find my books online on Amazon right now." ---- Check for more information on KJ Thomas and her novels here

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