Kny X Rengoku Smut fics! X3

This is modern- *gets shot* (Gyoren)

(College Au btw also Fem Kyojuro)

Rengoku leant over the mirror, applying her eyeliner with a steady hand. Her orangeish Red eyeshadow and dull red lipstick had already been applied. Once she had done both eyes, she arose from his seat, walking over to her closet to dress.

Although she probably should've chosen her outfit first as she usually does, she had worked too hard on this makeup to redo it. Instead, she elected to cover her face when dressing or just pulling it over her legs instead.

She shrugged, taking off her pajama shirt with gentle delicacy her tits now free before he constricted them again with a bra.

After getting dressed, a very gentle task, she admired himself in the mirror. Her button up shirt, showing off her cleavage was a black and thin strapped. A matching black skirt adorned her plump ass, the thing just barely covered it. Finally, her legs were decorated with thigh highs, outlining his thighs. To top it off, she matched the outfit with black boots.

All in all, she looked like a tease.

And that was good.

Gyomei chewed on the tip of his pen, staring down at the math sheet. It's not that he couldn't do it, oh no, math was one of his better subjects. It's more Rengoku he was pissed off about, she got anything she wanted just because she had a nice body and daddy's money. One deep glare and suddenly she had no homework! One cheeky wink and she had the rest of the day off.

It wasn't fair.

Now Gyomei's not going to lie and say that Rengoku isn't attractive, because she is. The problem is that Rengoku knows how to use it to get what she wants.
But Gyomei wants her.
He wants to bend her over and fuck her silly.
He wants Rengoku to scream so loudly her throat is horse.
He wants to fuck Rengoku so good she can't remember her own name.
He wants to make Rengoku scream.

Unfortunately, lots of people want that. And Gyomei's not exactly top of people's lists, he's definitely popular persons type in someways. Like the fact he's ripped, or that he's kinda possessive. Ok he's very possessive, sue him.
But that's it.
Gyomei's not as cool as a popular persons type, he's not as jock-y, he's not as dumb, he's not as easy to manipulate.

The bell went, signalling their leaving. Gyomei quickly gathered his things, opting to go to the bathroom and then meet up with his Friend Tengen afterwards. It was lunchtime after all, he had time.

Gyomei was just washing his hands, trying to ignore Rengoku. Oh, did he not mention that? Yeah Rengoku's sat on the counter, using a pocket mirror to apply mascara, at least Gyomei thinks, all his makeup knowledge comes from his sisters. He flicks the water and steals another glance at Rengoku. Her thighs looked so plump, squished against the counter.

"Want something?"

Shit he's been caught. He catches Rengoku's gaze, who's staring with a disappointed look. "Hm? No nothing." He plays it off. Rengoku looks amused, like a predator plotting the death of its prey.

She hops off the counter, her tits and ass bouncing as she does, 'HOLY SHIT'. Rengoku locks the door to the bathroom, leaving them both in there. Alone. Now she's coming over. Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shitshitshitshit.

"You alright boss man?" He stutters out, confused. Rengoku smirks at him, she wraps her arms around Gyomei's neck and looks up at him.
And just one simple sentence. Five words. And he got hard.

"You know what I want."

Well he has to bounce back right? He is not about to let Rengoku have control of him.

"Do I now? Why don't you explain it to me, just in case." He holds Rengoku's waist.
"Hm~ I don't think so, you already know." Rengoku tilts her head. Gyomei grins, although he's frustrated. He roughly grabs one of Rengoku's breasts, who inhaled sharply.
"Beg for it. Or we're doing what I want."