K Project x Reader

(Skinny! Rikio Kamamoto x Tomboy! King (Queen)! Reader) *Part 2 - lemon*

 You are so damn warned XD Just a really friendly reminder, my hands are shaking, I'm blushin, but I also feel stupid because I don't think I can write cool lemons (wtf am i saying...) I just... I lost my... I CANT TALK PROPERLY AFTER I WROTE THIS XD Btw when I was writing this, I was talking with my boyfriend... Lewl, we had our cameras on and in one moment I was red as a god damn tomato and he was like ' you okay?' And I just watched him and watched, until I blurred out that he should give me a second. He nodded and my stupid brain decided, hey why not crash my head into the pillow on the bed. The only thing I heard from my panda (that's how I call him XD) while he was talking to his mother was: and that's my precious over there XD

 I fucking died then XD

 I'll fail this one-shot. Please forgive me. *hides behind the bed: I DID MY BEEEEEST ;-;*

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 Two months had passed since the attack of Jungle towards (Y/N). That's why she never left HOMRA's side. Mostly Anna Kushina's, the Third and Red King. 

 She had developed some kind of feelings towards one of the clansmen, Rikio Kamamoto.

 He was teached her to relax around people and to be open towards the people who cared about her. And he could be a big pain in the ass if (Y/N) didn't do something as he has said. Escpecialy if she doesn't follow his rules of keeping it down until they figure out JUNGLE's plans. 

 (Y/N) glanced towards the door, sighing in boredom as she played with a baseball ball that Shohei had given her before he went outside with the others. 

 Strangely, Anna was nowhere to be found, so the young woman thought that she is probably outside with Kusanagi, considering he is also missing. 

 "Why should I be locked inside? It's no fair when the White King isn't there to kick some asses. If there are any asses for kicking though..."  She mumbled to herself, white flames surrounding the ball. 

 She growled as threw the ball at the door, not paying attention to the person that had just came inside. 

 "I didn't know that you want to kill me because you are locked in, (Y/N)-chan." She sighed, her gaze directed towards the tall, thin man that stood in front of the door, the once white flamed ball, surrounded in red flames now. 

 "You know how much I hate being inside, Rikio." (Y/N) pouted, lying on the couch. 

 "It's for your own safety, you know." 

 "But I'm the White King! I think I can take care of myself perfectly fine." She said, her hands in front of her chest, when she closed her eyes. 

 "I don't think so." She yelped as she felt her hands moved away, now on each side of her head. 

 Rikio smirked, pecking her on the lips, refusing to let go of her wrists. 

 "Stop using this way of tease to remind me that I'm not safe outside. Gosh, I feel like an idiot..." (Y/N) mumbled, looking away from his brown eyes. 

 "Admit it. You like it." He teased, leaning once more, his face inches away from hers. 

 (Y/N) felt the urge to kick him in the stomach, because of her way of threating people. But she held it, watching his lips as they slowly pressed against hers in a small, but passionate kiss. 

 He licked her lower lip as he asked for permission. She relaxed her body, but refused to allow him. 

 He growled in the kiss, pressing his body against hers suddenly, causing her to yelp, but it was enough for him to slip his tongue inside, so he could explore.