Two dominant assholes ~ Niragi x fem o/c

TWENTY-FOUR: Uhhh

WE HIT 200 VOTES EEEEEEEEEEE
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Storming down the hallway, my face burns with rejection and humiliation. I can't believe he would do that.

Actually I can. I just overestimated him I guess. And now I'm alone again. I wipe my mouth angrily, not able to get rid of the feeling of his lips on mine.
Better get these cards to Chishiya before I lose them.

Warm fingers wrap around my arm, and I let out an involuntary squeak as I'm roughly dragged into an empty room.

It's dark, so my eyes take a second to adjust, but my heart leaps into my throat at the sound of the lock snapping shut.

Oh dear.

I catch the scent of cigarettes and vanilla, and immediately relax, knowing Niragi won't purposefully hurt me. Probably.

"Hey let me out right now," I say indignantly, trying to shove past him, but he just leans against the locked door, arms folded against his chest.

"I already said I'm not gonna let you run off like that." He replies.

I scrunch my eyebrows, then remember; it was on the rooftop, wind messing up my hair and stealing our speech away. Before we'd seen Hatter. He'd said I'm not gonna let you run off like this again.

I roll my eyes at his theatrics, and shove him out the way, but he just grabs back onto my arm and squeezes.

"Why are you trying to get away?" He hisses.

"Why do you think, dumbass?" I spit back.

Niragi sighs, twirling me around to face him and holding me in place by my upper arms.

"Ow, you're cutting off my blood flow!" I exclaim, and he loosens the pressure a little.

"Please don't leave." Niragi leans down a little so we're eye to eye, and I can feel my quick pulse in my throat, "Look, I only tried to take the cards because you're being so naive. You're going to get hurt, something will go wrong if you carry on like this."

"What, are you trying to manifest it or something? I have the perfect hiding place for them, no one's gonna look for the cards in my bra. Well..."

"Except me?" He smirks and straightens back up, letting go of me, and instead fixing my mussed-up hair.

I smile, blushing slightly, and thanking the heavens the light is too dim to see much more than the basic outlines of each other's bodies.

"Yes, Niragi, except you."

Biting my tongue out of fear something will ruin the moment, I reach up and settle my hand against his own, interlocking our fingers. Niragi curls his hand up to grip mine and runs his other against the side of my face, tilting my chin up with his thumb.

His face is steady, eyes full of fire and longing as his head dips down and tilts, to fit his lips against mine.

A warm, melty sensation awakens deep in my stomach. My body fits against his perfectly, pressing on places it shouldn't, trying to get closer. The cool metal tongue piercing rolls over the insides of my mouth.

Niragi pushes me against the cold wall, hands teasing every edge of my figure, and I gently bite his soft bottom lip, earning a throaty groan.

He pulls away for a split second to gaze deeply into my eyes, before hoisting me up and carrying me over to the bed.

My breathing gets shallower, eyes wide as he lays me down with surprising gentleness.

"Would you like me to stop?" he asks huskily.