Alice In Borderland OneShots

Niragi - ♦️

Niragis POV:

I was roaming around The Beach until I saw my girl talking to a few...guys? Who the fuck, what the fuck, why the fuck, and how the fuck.

Who the hell do those guys think they are talking to my woman? She's mine.

I worked my jaw before walking over to her, narrowing my eyes while I stood behind her.

I'll kill those guys later...right now I need to teach my girl a lesson.

My hand snaked around her waist as I held her against myself, staring at the now quivering guys before me.

Yeah, assholes. You better be fuckin' scared.

I grinned cockily for a moment before looking back at the three guys, shooting them a death glare. I think they took it as a one way ticket to 'Get the fuck out of Niragi's sight.' And I was right, because they vanished.

Perfect.

My girl turned to me and furrowed her eyebrows, followed by her arms crossing over her chest.

"What was all that about?" She rumbled with a frustrated expression. I guess I can see why she's frustrated — she was just talking to friends...but she's mine. And I don't appreciate men speaking to her. Especially when I know their fucking intention.

I saw the way they were practically eye fucking her. And I obviously don't tolerate that bullshit. It's my job to do that, no one else's.

I leaned down a little and grasped her chin with my thumb and index finger, lifting her chin so her eyes had no other choice but to meet mine.

"Upstairs." Was all I said. I sat there reading her body language and the way she reacted to that order to see if she wanted it or not. If she said yes but seemed uncomfortable, I would tell her no, obviously. But she didn't show those signs.

Instead, I could practically sense her arousal, and it said everything. She bit her lip and rolled her eyes playfully before responding: "Okay, Niragi..." She hummed and made her way up the stairs, and I followed behind her.

I lifted her up and tossed her over my shoulder impatiently half way up the steps. She squealed in response which made me chuckle lowly.

I gently laid her on the bed when we made it to our dorm and begun unbuttoning my flannel, staring at her submissive eyes. Everything about her was submissive — and I loved it.

She's so unbelievably beautiful...I love her.

I fucking love being in control — she was comfortable with me being in control all the time; she consents to it, obviously. That's just the dynamic of our relationship. I refuse to be submissive — and she just isn't dominant. Works out.

"Boundaries and safe word, Doll." She responded to both of those questions. I nodded and unbuckled my belt, sliding my pants off leaving me in nothing but my boxers.

She whined; her tone dripping with need. She was practically squirming on the bed waiting for me to do something...anything...

I grinned and shook my head. "Tsk tsk tsk. So fuckin' needy." I dropped my frame over top of her; my body hovering hers. She whined and looked away, but I grabbed her jaw and turned her head back to me.

"I bet you're soaking fucking wet for me, aren't you, doll? A desperate little mess for me, mmh?" I hummed and she whimpered, trying to turn her head away again but I refused to allow it, grabbing her jaw so she looked at me.

"I'll take that as a yes." I replied to her whimper of a response, holding her wrists above her head with one hand while I pried her thighs open with my knee.