{IN TOO DEEP} Draken x Fem!Reader

The Ex Lover ~ nsfw

chapter twelve: the ex lover

warning: sexual content

After the woman shuts the door, Draken sits down on the stool beside his bed.

"If you're okay with it, we might have to share. But if you're not I can just look for a hotel room for the night."

"No, it's fine. Please, I don't want to put you out more than I already have," you reply as you grip onto his large shirt. "I think I'm going to go change and use the bathroom now if that's alright. It's getting late."

Draken nods and allows you past him. You quickly change into his monstrous shirt and clean up your bloody lip before heading back out to him, and when you're back, you see that he's laying in bed with his head tilted back and his eyes closed. You decide not to bother him and instead walk towards the photos of Toman he's got hanging up on his wall. You notice a young, blonde girl in a few of them who looks quite similar to Mikey.

You look behind you and see Draken now sitting up in bed. "Does Mikey have a sister?" you smile with your question thinking that perhaps you could make a new friend.

"What?!" he asks with a completely shocked expression on his face.

"Oh, it's just that this girl in some of the photos kinda looks like him, that's all."

Draken swings his feet off the bed and walks over to you. "Yeah, that was Mikey's sister Emma. She was killed by one of those Otsuda guys named Kisaki."

Your whole body stiffens at the mention of your brother's name. It practically rings in your ear over and over until your head begins to spin.

"Were you close to her?" you continue to foolishly ask. You already know the answer. There's a photo of her smiling with a teddy bear it seems Draken had just given her.

"I loved her with all my heart."

His simple sentence causes your entire body to sink. How could your brother do something so horrible? Feeling your eyes begin to water, you stand up quickly and accidentally bump your head against his after not realizing how close he was to you.

"Sorry," you whisper, and despite how your eyes shift away from him, he can tell that something's wrong.

"Is everything alright?" he asks cautiously.

"Yes," you nod with false reassurance. "I'm fine. I just don't understand how people could be that awful."

Draken sighs as he rubs his head and sits back down on his bed. "Emma definitely didn't deserve what had happened to her, but things like that are the reason why we're in this war."

You sit down beside him and reconsider everything your brother has told you up till now. Maybe without you he won't be able to retaliate against Toman and he'll lose quickly.

Without thinking much of it, you rest your head on Draken's shoulder. You wonder what would happen if you told him the truth. Would he kick you out again or not? But isn't it better to tell him the truth than to keep up this stupid charade?

You lift your head and part your lips, ready to come clean about everything, but just as the words are about to escape your mouth he lifts his hand to your cheek.

"Draken, I-"

"Y/N," he interrupts, "part of the reason I didn't want you to stay in Toman was because I didn't want you to suffer the same fate as her. I swore to myself that I would never fall for someone again because I don't want to curse them the way she was, but you changed that for me."

You can feel your heart begin to beat out of your chest as you can see where this conversation is going.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks, staring down at your lips as though he's consciously trying to stop himself before you give your answer.

"Yes," you reply with no hesitation at all, as though you'd already forgotten about what you were going to tell him.

His lips are quick against yours, though he's soft and gentle despite the way he grabs onto your waist to pull you closer. You reach your hands around his neck and do the same, wishing for him never to let go. But as you shut your eyes, you wonder what's wrong with you. Your brother killed the love of his life, but your heart doesn't beat this heavily for just anyone.

Guilt-ridden, you push him away only to watch confusion grow in his eyes. "This is wrong," you weakly explain. "We shouldn't..."

"Why not?" he whispers before kissing you again, causing you to moan from your weakness to push him away for a second time.

However, as much as you want it to never stop, he eventually pulls away and leans his forehead against yours. "I told myself I wouldn't fall for anyone again but thinking about you makes me feel like I'm going insane."

You feel nothing but hatred for yourself for leading him on as you grab onto the back of his neck and tug him down into yet another kiss. You're awful for what you're doing, but if he doesn't hate you right now for any of this then you want to squeeze as much happiness as you can get before everything else settles in.

He soon pushes you down against his bed and hovers over top of you. His kisses trail down from your lips to your jaw and down the side of your neck where you're sure marks will be left behind in the morning. His hands travel down your sides and stop at your thighs where he gently bends your legs and lifts them up. Quick fingers make their way to your clothed core when he once more stops and looks up at you.

"Please," you beg in a hoarse whisper.

Draken's silent as he bends down and removes your panties. He spreads your legs wide apart and pauses for a moment to admire you from this new perspective before leaning forward and pressing his tongue against your core. You let out an unashamed cry uncaring of anyone else nearby.

Your head begins to spin as you grip the sheets below you. Your brain almost goes blank as he practically devours your sopping cunt. It doesn't take long until you're whimpering as your body arches closer against his face. You gasp for air as your high rakes over you and you spill what's been building up in the pit of your stomach across his face.

You pant as he leans back and looks up at you. "That was so good," you huff with a blissed-out smile. He grins back as he leans back up and kisses you.

"Would you like to get some rest now?" he asks.

You laugh tiredly at the obvious answer to his question. "Yeah, I think that'd be a good idea."