Hot Girl Summer (A Lookism One-Shot Book)

Ryuhei x Fem!Reader

『Dirty Words』

TW: Arguing, consensual violence

Pairing: Ryuhei, Reader

Kinks: teasing, spanking, domination

Requested by: N/A

Word Count:1373

EVERYONE DEPICTED IS 18+
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There he goes again. Ryuhei was getting on your nerves again. You didn't understand why he butted heads with everyone. "Nomen." You warned. "Don't call me that."

"But I just learned it. I thought you'd be happy that I'm speaking in English."

"Yeah, but I'm not so happy you called me a bitch." You crossed your arms.

"It's my favorite word because it describes you perfectly." He smirked.

"That's enough!" You stood up, slamming your hands on the desk in outrage.

"Hey! You don't take that tone with me." Ryuhei grabbed you by the jaw, shutting you up. Your face turned bright red. "Oh~" His expression changed from pissed to curious. "You like it when people do that, Usagi?"

You ripped off your rabbit mask. "Dammit, Nomen!" His grip got tighter. "I hate this, let go of me!"

"No. You earned this. This is your punishment." He leaned in closer. "Take it like a good girl." His lips gently collided with yours, but only for a second. "Hm."

"What?" You said, slightly offended.

"I figured you would protest some more. Really shows what you want."

"I want more than that, but everyone knows you can't get it up." You smirked.

"That's it." Ryuhei pulled you across the desk, making you yelp. "It's time for a real punishment." He set you against the desk. "And you're going to take it."

"You can't punish me! You're not my boss!"

"Damare, gaki. (Silence, Brat)" Ryuhei pushed you down on the desk. He placed himself between your legs, stroking up your inner thigh. "What you don't know, Usagi," He gazed down at you with indifference. "Is that you're one of the two people my dick gets hard for."

"Fucking simp." You spat.

"Watashi wa nan to iimashita ka? (What did I say?)" He grabbed you by the throat, his other hand slamming on the wooden desk right next to your head. "Be a good girl." He ran the hand on your throat down your torso, pulling apart your magnetic buttons one by one.

Your blouse slowly opened for him, revealing your soft body. "Kawaī... (Pretty)" He mumbled. You rolled your eyes. "You keep getting an attitude with me. I don't like it." His eyes narrowed. "Why can't you just be a good girl for me?"

Suddenly, he flipped you over onto your stomach. "Nomen?-"

"Quiet. Spread your legs apart." You slowly did as he asked. "Ima, anata wa umaku naritaidesu ka? (Now, you wanna be good?)" He scoffed. He pulled off your skirt, followed by your underwear. "This is going to be your punishment." He drew his hand back, then spanked you harshly.

You yelped, gripping the desk. "I'm not a child! Don't spank me!" You shot back a glare, only to be met with intense, black eyes. You bit your lip, your knees nearly buckled.

"Usagi," His voice was dark, almost threatening. "You earned the punishment, take it." You struggled against the hand on your back. "No one is coming to save you like some damsel in distress. You're in my world now, Princess."