{ "put on a show for me, baby" }
──── 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა
⌗ r. suna × fem! reader
꒰ 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 ꒱
✎ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ; a gang leader who runs
a tattoo parlor runs into another gang
leader, suna rin...
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THIRTEEN:
❝𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸 𝑀𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑅 𝐼𝑇 ❞
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Suna's hand was wrapped tightly around your hand as he pulled you through his building. He was on a mission and you knew there was nothing you could do to stop him. Reaching the door of his penthouse, Suna swiftly opened the door before pulling you inside.
You hadn't even taken off your shoes before you were pressed up against the door, Suna's face right in front of yours. Lust swirled in his eyes as he took in your submissive state, trapped in between his arms.
"Su-."
You were cut off as Suna's lips met with yours. His lips captured yours possessively, his body pressed up against yours. You groaned into the kiss as his tongue slipped into your mouth.
You relished in the feeling of his lips pressed up against yours. However, the feeling ended all too soon. Teasingly, Suna pulled away from the kiss. He kept your bottom lip trapped between his teeth, slightly tugging on it.
Before you could even utter a word, Suna's lips found another place on your neck. He lightly sucked on your sensitive skin and you couldn't help but tilt your head, allowing him more access. He switched from licking to sucking, to biting and you were sure it would leave a mark.
After a few minutes, he pulled away with an evident smirk on his face. "There, you're all marked up for me."
Immediately your hand went up to your neck and you stared at Suna. "How many?"
"Not enough. But it's ok, I can fix that." He then leaned into your ear and you shuddered at the warmth of his breath.
"By the time I'm done with you, they're gonna be here," his hand traced over your neck," here," his hand moved to your tits," here," his hand traced down your stomach," and of course we can't forget here can we," his hand finally reached the growing pool of desire between your thighs.
He slowly dragged his fingers over your clothed cunt, teasing you. You clenched your thighs in an attempt to quench the heat that shuddered over your body. However, Suna was quick to pry them away from each other by placing his leg in between them. In search of relief, you began to grind yourself against it.
