Nanbaka Oneshots

Samon Gokuu Part 1

I made the reader like 25 years old. And this does have a bit of NSFW things and mention of rape. Read at your own risk.

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"Gok----"

Who's there?

"Gokuu-----"

Shut up, let me sleep.

"Gokuu-sempai!"

Samon's eyes suddenly jolted open. His head throbbing harshly and his eyes having to accommodate to the low lighting. "Uh what the hell...."

"You awake Gokuu-sempai," a raspy, feminine voice calls from his left. Samon manages to turn his head to face the source of the voice, (h/c) hair coming into view. "I'm so happy your awake now."

"Deputy (l/n), where are we?"

"We are in the underground prison. Enki-san knocked you unconscious and threw you in here. Your chained and the talismans seem to be stuck pretty good," she sighed, shifting slightly into the light.

"(l/n)!" Samon stated in shock. Her hair was matted slightly with her blood and she had several injuries scattered about her body. Her once nicely put together uniform was torn and stained red. The top several buttons of her white shirt had been popped open and Samon caught sight of her green bra that pushed her breast together so beautifully. Shaking his head, he attempted to move his arms but nothing happened. "What the hell?"

"They placed talismans all over your arms and hands, sir. I tried to remove them but I don't have the sufficient abilities for those ones," she frowned, tears welling into her (e/c) hues.

"Don't worry about me," Samon sighed, "How are you? You look hurt. Who did that?"

She rubbed her eyes of her tears and leaned further against the wall, Samon quickly taking notice of the talismans along her bare legs. "I'm fine. I tried to put up a good fight but Inori caught me off guard. He managed to get one talisman onto me and it was over from there. But I didn't give up, so he beat me until I quite moving and forced me to watch as Enki-san beat you. I'm a disgrace as a deputy supervisor. I can't even defend myself."

"Beating yourself up about it won't fix anything, Deputy (l/n)," Samon stated calmly, his eyes glued to her smooth looking legs though. He always thought the addition of the shorts she wore to her uniform was a bad idea but pants interfered with her fighting. "Can you move at all?"

"I can move my upper body to an extent but it seems whatever they used on your hands they used on my legs," she whispered.

"Hey don't worry. I can get use out of here, I just need a moment to concentrate on the talismans," he smiled at her.

"Alright."

It was a few minutes of small silence as she watched the talismans burn off one at a time until none remained, only the chains and shackles restrained him. "Glad to see nothing has changed," a deep voice called as the cell door was unlocked.

"I-Inori!' she called out in shock, attempting to move away from the boar like man that had entered the cell.

"Now now princess, no need to be so scared. Although I'll have to admit, seeing you in such a state makes me all sorts of happy," he chuckled creepily as he leaned down and grabbed (y/n) chin making her look at him as he ripped open the rest of her shirt. "So beautiful."

"P-Please stop this Inori!" (y/n) yelled as she attempted to fight back. Inori laughed loudly and flipped her around so her chest faced the ground and he placed his hands on the waist band of her shorts, beginning to tug down revealing her black and green laced panties.

"Inori, Enki-san wishes to see you," a voice calls from down the hallway. Inori growls slightly and shoves (y/n) harshly into the ground, "We'll finish the show later, love."

(Y/n) curling into a ball as much as she can as the cell door is slammed shut and Inori's footsteps are heard vanishing down the hallway.

Samon quickly pulls off the cuffs. He would have done so earlier but he didn't want to risk Inori using (y/n) as a hostage encase things went wrong. Samon gently places a hand on her shoulder, "(y/n) can you hear me?" he whispered, moving his hands down her legs.

She sniffed as she sat up onto her knees, watching as Samon went to work on removing the talismans stuck to her smooth legs. "I-I'm sorry Gokuu-sempai. I'm a disgrace to this building."

Samon grabbed her by her shoulders and turned her to face him, looking her in the eyes, "No you're not. He took advantage of your situation. I'm sure if he had handicapped you, you would have knocked the lights out of him. Now listen to me, your a fantastic officer and a wonderful woman so don't let anyone else tell you so."

(Y/n) reached up and whipped away her tears, "Thank you, Gokuu-sempai."

"You can drop the formalities (y/n)," Samon smiled, trying his hardest to keep his eyes on her face as this point in time. (y/n) noticed this and smiled as she took his hand.

"Samon," she whispered, "You know I've always admired you for your strength and personality even though I'm not much younger than you."

"Uh huh," Samon swallowed as his gaze glanced down to her almost fully exposed chest.

(Y/n) giggled and took his hand, placing it on her left breast, "Do you understand?"

Samon's face erupted into a red hot color but he didn't removed his hand from her chest as he felt her heart racing, "(y-y/n)!"

"Samon, I l-like you.... a lot....."

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Part 2 perhaps??? Lemony????