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—rewrite fall in line—
Prison Slang Bucky= Cellmate
"Ah, can you meet me in my cell?" He asked as Y/n narrowed her eyes towards him. He was slightly still smiling from the response. Lorenzo turned his back to her and waltzed away. Not giving a second for the woman to answer him.
Once she got done taking the inmates out for lunch. She decided to meet Lorenzo. Walking up the stairs she noticed there were more onis out in the hallways than usual. She sighed out before she had to get in the midst of their circle.
Y/n immediately spotted their ringleader out of the crowd, he was leaning against the railing in front of their cell as he was carrying away a conversation with two other Onis. Once her and Hajime made eye contact, he winked at her. She merely scoffed by him to priorly give him a magnificent, middle finger to him. The onis around her ohs at her boldness.
Y/n ambled into the room, hoping if she could find Lorenzo. Unfortunately, he wasn't there. "Just fucking great." She muttered to herself as she turned her body back around to the same direction she just came from. Starting to walk in that way, her arm was caught on something, specifically a hand. That hand automatically whipped her figure around to them.
That palm belonged to no one other than Hajime Kandaina. He was smiling ear to ear. He pulled her back into the crowd of men. Saying: "Forget about him, come and have some fun with me like you used to do." He responded, snatching her even closer to his chest, holding her hand in his and the other one on her waistline as they began to sway side to side.
Appearing to look like an old couple dancing. "You used to be my little bitch once ago and you were so tamed, submissive, and obedient... and now you're the opposite." He placed his head on the top of hers. She rolled her eyes by his comment about her. "I like this new you you're more wild and feral harder to tame, despite this you know I like a challenge." He stated, sensing his nose sniffing her perfume.
Y/n was getting a little fatigued of his game so she commenced on wrestling out of his grasps. "Well, I'm not sorry to say this, but I'm not your bitch anymore." She continued to struggle. Not wanting to spend another minute in his atmosphere.
Then she noticed something. An odd, oh so familiar smell. A smell she grew up her whole life on. "Gosh, you disgust me when you drink." The female finally shoved his whole body away making him collide his back against other Onis, they became protective over him and took a step in front him. "I don't think you know who you're messing with." An Oni barked.
Hajime merely shoved an arm against that Oni's chest hard enough to make him stop pursuing onwards. "This is what I love to see." He smirked, discerning how unfazed he was from her thrusting him backwards nearly bussing his ass off because of the amount of strength she emitted.
The leader strolled over to his place in front of her, his hands wondering around the end of her tucked in shirt. She slapped his grasps away, although he didn't budge by the sudden assault. "I swear I will bite your fucking hands off and your dick. Do not test me, right now." She informed him.
