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Fugo | Stab Me

Warning; contains adult themes, if uncomfortable please refrain from reading 🔞

Hearing Fugo yelling at poor, baby Narancia again, for the thousandth time, you gave a heavy sigh. Shutting your book, you placed it on the couch, walking to the kitchen, hearing him more clearly.

"YOU IDIOT! HOW DO YOU GET 30-10 AS -20!?"

Leaning on the entrance, you folded your arms, watching things unfold.

"B-but 3-1 is 2 and since they're bigger numbers, they have to be negative!" Narancia tried defending himself. Tried.

Having enough, Fugo stabbed the fork into the poor boys hand,"YOU IDIOTIC TWERP! I'LL KILL YOU!"

As Narancia screamed in agony, you also had enough. Sighing, you moved from your spot, walking towards the two.

Fugo spotting you, frowned,"What do you want-"

Before he finished his eyes went wide at your action.

From behind Narancia, you pulled the fork out, grabbing the boy's shoulder, turning him around, and pressing his face to your chest, as your caressed his black hair.

In a soothing voice, you began comforting the poor orange boy,"Shh, shh, now Narancia," walking away from Fugo, you help aid the boy to the living room,"He can't hurt you now."

As you walked away with Narancia, he poked his head away from your chest, to flip off and stick his tongue out at Fugo, which angered him more.

Setting Narancia on the couch, your ghostly bride like stand carried the first aid kit to you,"Thank you, Black Veil," turning to the boy, you grabbed his hand,"You need to stop making Fugo mad, and pay attention, Narancia."

Pursing his lips, he looked away,"He doesn't teach as good as you do."

Chuckling at his words, you heard an angry pair of footsteps. Not bothering to look up who it was, you wrapped Narancia's wound,"Fugo~"

Hearing you coo out his words, his body shivered,"What!?"

Smiling sweetly at Fugo, you gave Narancia a pat on the head,"Go easier on him."

Scoffing, he frowned,"Not my fault he isn't paying attention!"

"It's because you suck at teaching!" Narancia retaliated.

"Why you!"

As Fugo tried to grab Narancia's neck, you softly grabbed his wrist,"Fugo~"

Taking his hand back, he scoffed,"Whatever."

Turning away, he angrily stomped to his room. Slamming his door, open, to doing the same when closing. Slumping onto his bed, he frustratedly held his face.

Angrily sighing, Fugo brushed his hair back,"Ugh, damn you Y/n!"

"You called?"

Startled, he quickly looked around for your voice, but jumped slightly, when he felt hands slowly sliding up and down his shirt. Feeling cold, yet warms hands touching any exposed skin through the holes. Seething in a sharp breath, Fugo let your hands roam, as he enjoyed the sensation.

"Y-Y/n~"

Humming next to his ear, from behind, you softly kissed his neck,"I know you're frustrated," soothingly whispering in his ear,"Let it all out, Fugo~"

Eyes tightly shut, he contemplated a bit, before turning around. He roughly grabbed your neck, still letting you breathe, pinning you down on the bed. Frustrated, he roughly pulled your clothes off, throwing them anywhere. He stared down at your now naked body sprawled lovingly just for him only. Using his unoccupied hand, he rubbed your body, before roughly playing with your left breast. Letting a soft moan escape your soft lips, Fugo wanted to hear more. No more foreplay, he quickly discarded his clothes, leaving him bare.

You stared down his body, etching every part of him in your mind. No matter how many times you both have done it, you still admired his naked, toned body. Letting out an inaudible gasp, Fugo roughly slammed into you, the dry friction hurting. It hurts, when your core and his member weren't that lubricated, but you enjoyed it. The feeling to be roughly man handled by the tempered man. To be ruined, just so he can be stress free, so he can let all that anger out. On your body.

You felt Fugo lift both your legs over his shoulders, as his grip around your neck tightens, making you gasp. His free hand harshly held your hip, making sure that you're to be bruised, even digging his nails in your hips, drawing blood.

Roughly slamming in you, he would move to the tip, before repeating each rough thrust again. In each rough friction going in, like a fire heating, he let out a low growl, as he replayed the scene earlier in his head. His brows deeply furrowed at the way you comforted Narancia when he hurt him. The way you held him. The way you soothingly called him. The way you showed love to caring for the boy. Anger fueling, he began thrusting harsher and harsher, going balls deep, hitting every wall in you. His holds on you began tightening as you bared his teeth, gritting them madly. He wanted to be held like that. He wanted to hear his name. He wanted you to care for him like that. He wanted you to only look at him like that.

Leaning to your face, Fugo angrily glared at you, as you kept letting out soft moans for him. Holding your face up to his, he stared deeply into your (e/c) caring orbs, as you stared back in his deep purple ones. Removing his grip on your neck, he used that hand as support, as he leaned into his arm to the side.

Each rough hit, filled with anger, told you a story. His actions always speaks louder than words, even if he was violent at times. Fugo burrowed his face into the crane of your neck, biting hard on you, as he kept roughly hitting your core. Snaking your hands around his neck, you listened to the slow, yet rough story his body was sending you. Each hit told you how he wanted to be held in your care. How he wanted you to be there for him. To care for him, love him, comfort him. To be his.

Looking up at your face, Fugo quietly panted, as he admired your soft moaning face, for him. Only him. And he loved that, that he was the only one to make you weak at this state, but boy was he wrong. He was the one weak before you. Vulnerable. Walls breaking down, as he let his body speak his emotions, feelings, thoughts, and deep secrets. You were the only one to make him like this, as he was to you. No words exchanged, only body speaking, hearing soft grunts and moans.

Leaning his forehead on yours, you both lovingly stared into each other's eyes, as Fugo was near, as well as you. With a few more rough hits, he pulled out, releasing onto your legs and stomach.

Holding his face, as he looked at you with a more relax look, you give him a soft kiss,"Better now, Fugo?"

Yearning for that kiss again, he blushed smally,"Give me more." Sounding more like a demand.

Chuckling, you gave him a longer kiss, savoring the moment. Impatient as always, he darted his tongue in, exploring your wet cavern. You simply let him do what he wants, just as he removed his lips from you.

Laying on top of you, he nestled his face on your breasts,"Don't do that again, Y/n."

Combing his soft, blonde hair, you chuckled, making his head move,"Don't stab him then."

Growling angrily, he childishly protested,"But he's an idiot! He needs to learn."

Pulling his face to look up at you, you gave him the sweetest most loving smile,"Stab me instead then."

Blushing madly, he hid his face on your shoulder,"Whatever."

Humming, you gave him a kiss on the shoulder,"I love you, Fugo."

Hearing a grunt back, he was quick to sleep in your arms, as he thought of you. Soon following after, you two were sleeping together once again, him on top of you, sleeping peacefully like a child, as you held him lovingly like a mother.

Everything was good.

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Ughhhh i love this strawberry loving hole suited bastard ಥ‿ಥ I love him because I relate to him in a way, besides the rich family stuff kskksks but anyways I hope you enjoyed reading this story!!!