Man Eater (Ranko X Reader)

Finale - Waiting Game

I just want to thank everyone for reading this piece that I had no expectations for. This is about a girl that plays around with a boy's mind and she is secretly so head over heels for him. And with that, I am giving this a solid finale. 

Enjoy.

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Ranko was nervous about what happened from last night. Plotting her confession to her friends with benefits. This is just typical. Usually there is a crush, a liking, or an interest on one side. This time around it seemed on both ends. A slutty girl next door seeing a cute guy for an afternoon of fun and after being dick drunk, kept him around. Long enough to realize that you are on the mind often and he is a special one compared to the rest. Pants on and off. Ayyy.

In the same place as it started. The same promise. To rock your world and gashougitity the gaflaggity with the googis to her. (Family Guy reference when Quagmire is President Bill Clinton). You thought this was going to be an afternoon of porking, some food, and then hitting the books and having a good shower. 

Ranko looked at her phone. Staring at the last few messages between the two of you. 

(FN)

Where are we meeting?

Ranko

Same as the first time. I got everything taken care of. Just need you to show up. Turns out my parents are heading out for their anniversary. You'll be over to my house. 

(FN)

Ohhh. Got it.

Ranko

I can fuck you, feed you, and have you head home happy Baby.

(FN) 

Tomorrow it is

I feel wrong by putting  it fuck him, feed him, leave him. But maybe before I undress him and wrap him up I can bring it up. When his walls come down I will tell him my feelings. Get him bare chested. Be only in my bra. Hug into his chest and kiss his neck to have him be my boyfriend or I can't continue to go on without being hurt. Only way to do it.

"Hey." You get her attention. 

She poked her head up. "Oh hey you. How are you?"

"Feeling good. Grabbed some extra water. You?"

"I'm just dying to be with you. Been a little stressed." Hoping to God the worst case doesn't happen to me.

"You good?" You asked her.

"I guess you can say I've just been thinking. And I have been nervous inviting you over. I know you would have lots and lots of questions."

"About what?"

"I don't know. My thoughts, fantasies, dating advice."

"Sorry about that. But I thought we were just open with each other. Talk about these things. I mean, you tell me you masturbate to me. How much more TMI can you get?"

"True..." She blushed. 

"Though you know the details. I don't. And I just consider myself lucky."

Do you now? "Well how about I tell you once we get to my house. More time the better. I don't us to have to spray my room and get dressed all at the last minute. Not the way I envisioned it. And don't want you to look bad. First impression and all. Bad boys are hot but I wouldn't ask you to exit out the window. Even though I'm the ground floor, that's just wrong. And it never works. As if no one sees you leaving through the front entrance of the home. As if."

You chuckled. "Thank you for eliminating that stereotype. Jeez." Sighing in relief. 

"I said I was going to take care of you. Not doom you."

"Doom. Oh boy. One way to describe it." 

She giggled. "Late lunch after. That way I clean up and we head out to eat. That way they won't suspect a thing."

"So sneaky. But alright."

You went along with the conversation and walked side by side with Ranko as you were heading to her honey-hole. To eventually penetrate her honeypot. Her mouth and bosoms too, but nonetheless this was a wet afternoon of plowing. Aoogah. But there was much more to it. Ranko wasn't hard flirting. She wasn't cat calling you. There was no aggressive teasing on the way. It was much different. But why?

Soon the two of you were at Ranko's house. You were a little nervous as you went through the door and swapped your shoes. Going past the living room and to her bedroom at the end of the hallway. This was it. Going into her room with purple painted walls with trending music artist posters along the wall. This is when things were going to change the relationship for good. 

Ranko climbed on her bed and crawled over to you. She took a deep breath and gripped onto your shirt. "I need to tell you something."

"Woah." You were getting nervous. What was she trying to get out of you. "Ranko what's going on?"

She kissed you and wrapped her arms around your neck. "I confess." She sighed. "You win. I think about you so much. I think about us. Baby I'm sorry I pushed you away. I'm sorry I put in ground rules and wanted to push you away." Just was on the verge of tears. "I want you. I just need you. I want to be yours."

"Ranko-"

"Please." She hugged you. "I'm sorry that I'm stupid. I know I'm not the type. I know there is someone better and someone you can take home to Mom. But I don't to lose you. And before you find another cute girl and start hanging out with her I want to tell you the truth. I don't care about other girls. This is me and you. Please Baby."

"Ranko I," You smiled at her. "Guess this wasn't false hope after all."

"Huh?"

"Think we can make it work? I can try. Just all I ask is if you see something or know something, you better tell me something. First girlfriend and all. Pretty please?" You smile straight at her.

She kissed you. "Anything."

"So, boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Thanks Baby." Ranko kissed you again. "Now I got you all to myself. And no one is going to have you but me. And I don't need another man to please me and appreciate me."

"I don't need another woman. Though how about tomorrow we study at my house. And while we're out today let's buy a box for each house." You wink at her.

"I'll keep some in my purse in case you really want to get naughty." She moved a hand to your shaft. 

"Me? Naughty? I don't own toys. You could probably put a condom on with your mouth."

"You're a magnum. Can't do it. And you don't want to taste latex when you kiss me. That's out. But maybe I should get things started." Ranko unzipped your pants and unbuttoned her shirt. "Love me madly Baby. Fuck me hard."

"Love you badly. Don't call me Daddy."

She licked her lips. "No problem. I never used the term."

And from here on out they were together. Starting their romantic relationship from a slut's day out, to unpaid cat girl, to jealously, to admitting feelings and craving passion night and day. With no doubt in either mind that this was doing to be a hard relationship. Hard and wet first and sorted out later. And with the kinks in and out of the bedroom worked they can form a good relationship. Her wanting a good physical partner and someone to treat her nicely. And you wanting a hot woman who is experienced and take care of you. A great match. All ending with the three magic words. Let's get naked.

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I had a good time doing this and can't wait to write more stories after this experience. Hope everyone liked it. This did better than I had hoped. 

-Rel