fog of vengeance | h. ran

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𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 23
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Warning(s): Light mature scene

Y/N pushes him away.

Ran looks at her, frowning. Y/N drops her head down, as she turns her head to the right. "I'm sorry— I—" This is so embarrassing to say. Y/N breathes heavily followed by small gasps. "This is my first time kissing someone. I— I'm sorry I don't know much.."

She's too nervous. He makes her too nervous. Ran lifts her chin up, with Y/N's blinking in surprise. "Am I your first?" That's an unexpected reply. Y/N thought he was going to get upset. She pauses at first, staring into his eyes before slowly moving her head to nod.

"Good. Because I'm going to teach you everything until you can't stop."

Before Y/N can open her mouth again, Ran pushes her against the mirror as his lips collide with her. Y/N, at first, squints her eyes tightly. He's too rough. That's what shocks her. Y/N's head leans against the mirror as his tongue tangles with her.

She opens her eyes again. She wants to see him. She needs to see him. Ran places both hands on the table, trapping the beauty in the middle.

Y/N hesitates at first. She wants to touch him. She wants to deepen the kiss. She wants to taste him more. Her shaking hand slowly makes its way up, holding the back of his head. They pull away for a second to inhale some air, before their lips meet again. He sucks her lips hard, Y/N swears to God, she doesn't want to see how smeared her lipstick is.

She flips Ran, now he's the one who's leaning against the dressing table. Y/N holds on his dark blue necktie. It's a rare colour that he'd wear. And he looks goddamn attractive in it. She leans closer to him, placing both palms on the mirror to pin him.

She's taking control now. Y/N pulls away for a second, before slamming her lips back on his. Her hand touches his hard muscular chest, as she draws her hips closer to him.

Ran flips Y/N back, roughly, causing a slamming sound can be heard. His hands rubbing her back, playing at the zip. He can undo it anytime. Y/N places one hand behind his neck, another one on his neck tie. She begins to loosen it a little. Ran sucks her bottom lips, causing Y/N to whimper for air and slightly lets out a groan.

Ran lifts her skirt, running his hand up, revealing her bare thigh. "R-Ran—" She tries hard to moan for her name. The male ignores, as his lips are about to touch the surface of her neck. Y/N pushes him away from her again, to break the intimate kiss.

"W–We are going to be late." The male seems like he doesn't care about that, and Y/N knows it. The female slides away from his grasp, as she looks at herself in the mirror. Y/N wipes the smeared lipstick around her mouth with a tissue—Before walking to the exit.

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"My God, what took you guys so long?!"

The Mother yells as she walks towards Y/N and Ran's direction. "People are all waiting at the dinner table already!" Y/N nods as she walks closer to Ran. As soon as they enter the dining hall, Y/N can see everyone is already sitting behind the long gold dining table. "You guys sit there." The lady points at two empty seats while she sits at the prime seat, at the edge of the long table.

"Ran, you look handsome as always! I mean, more handsome!" A giggle comes from a female, who's wearing a blue dress with pearls around her neck.

"Hm." He replies it is so unfriendly. Haitani Rindou is sitting far away, next to his mother. Everyone's talking to each other. Most are staring at Y/N while hissing, clicking their tongues or gossiping with each other. Y/N gives a scowl look. "So that's the daughter of L/N?" The person talking must not attend the wedding. "Not her, again." Y/N grips on her fists, hard, under the table.