(WIP) Feitan x Reader

Chapter 1: Back of Feitan's car

(Ok so basically in this fanfic POV you already know Feitan but haven't started dating him yet and know about the troupe but haven't joined it but he wants you to. You know everyone in the troupe and are friends with them already. This is my first fanfic so please don't judge lol.)

Y/N's POV:

    I opened my eyes and looked around, not knowing where I was. It obviously wasn't my bed, I'm pretty sure I'd know what my own fucking room looks like. I focused a little more and I realized I was in Feitan's car, laying down in the backseat. He was still driving. I blinked, pretty tired, and slowly sat up. That's when I remembered he was driving me to Yorknew city since I was moving there into his apartment. He realized I was awake and looked stopped at a red light and turned around to look at me. We've been friends for quite a while, ever since we met while he and the route were visiting my hometown. He looked at me but didn't say anything, as he normally does. "Hey," I said. "Are we almost there?"
     "A little further..." he said slowly and quietly. He couldn't talk that well but that really didn't matter to me at all. "I'm really excited to move in with you- and I've been thinking, I know you've wanted me to join the troupe for a while, now that I'm gonna love here... I'll think about it at least." I said, smiling. His mask covered half his face but I could tell he was happy by the way he looked at me. "Really? Thank you Y/N..." he said, again in his slow and quiet way of speaking. I smiled and as the light turned green he turned around and started driving again.
     Honestly, I've liked Feitan for a while. But I didn't think of it weirdly at all when he offered to let me move in with him, which by the way, the reason I moved is not really something I'm comfortable talking about yet. Yeah, I'm gonna be sleeping in the same room with him and stuff, but he probably thinks of us as just friends anyway, so it's not weird or anything.

Feitans POV:
    God I just wanted to tell her right then that I loved her. I just wanted to rip off all her clothes and fuck her in the back of my car. Obviously I couldn't, first of all because I don't think she likes me that much, second of all because I would hurt her, and third of all because we were at a red light and even though I go fast it wouldn't be that fast and the light would turn green and I'd arrested or get my car towed.
     When I heard her say yes to moving in with me, I was so happy. Obviously she won't think of it as weird or... sexual at all because we're just friends and I'm almost certain she doesn't reciprocate feelings for me, but I was still overcome with happiness when I found out she would be okay with sleeping in the same room with me- damn it, why do I always think like that when thinking about her. Another reason she would never like me. And even if she liked me, I love her too much to hurt her. I like causing pain but I don't know if she could handle it honestly. Yeah, she's pretty strong in terms of nen ability, and I don't mean to sound cocky or anything, but I'm more than 2 times as strong as her. I just really don't want to break her, she's too perfect.
     I kept driving and finally we were at the apartment. I parked outside and turned around to look at her. My heart started beating. She's beautiful. She was wearing jeans and a cropped tank top. It took way too much effort to keep my eyes from looking at her boobs. At least she couldn't see my mouth half open because of my mask. She tried to open her door in the back but it wouldn't open because my dumb ass hadn't unlocked the car.
      "Can you unlock the door?" Y/N asked. I tried to say yes, but I couldn't. "God, what the fuck am I doing?" I thought. I climbed into the backseat and looked at her. "Stop it Feitan. You're going to ruin what little respect she has for you. You're lucky you're even friends with her." I tried to stop but I couldn't as I put my hand on her chin. I held her face up to look at me with a finger because she was staring down at the ground. I put my other hand on the rolled-up window and stared at her eyes. She was blushing a ton. "Probably because she's embarrassed, not because she likes you." I thought. I wanted to stop so bad but I couldn't excuse what I had just done anyway if I did stop. I kissed her. To my surprise, she kissed back.
     As we started making out, I took my left arm that was pushing against the window and grabbed her shoulder. I pushed her down lightly to see if she tried to pull away. She didn't. I stopped kissing her for a second to ask her, "Can I keep going?" My face was so fucking red, and hers was even more. "Y-yes" she said quietly. I started kissing her again and suddenly I'm on top of her as she lays down in the backseat of my car. I pull one of her straps on her top down her arm and then with my right hand, the other. I pull it over her head and keep kissing her. My mind wanders and I start thinking if she'd be okay with me... "hurting" her a little. Jesus what's wrong with me, just a second ago I thought I didn't want to hurt her but now I do.

Y/Ns point of view:

     I couldn't believe he kissed me. He liked me all this time? Did he know what he was doing when he asked me to move in with him? It didn't matter either way because I was doing it with him now. He pulled off my top and kissed my neck. He bit my neck lightly a few times and looked at me as if waiting for me to tell him not to do it because I didn't like it rough. I let him keep going and I wanted it. I knew what he wanted to ask but was too scared too. He wanted to torture me a little. I knew that's what he wanted. I wanted him to do it too, so I burst out saying "If you want to torture me a bit, you can." His eyes widened and he got even redder.
    "And let me sit up for a second so I can... uh... finish taking off my clothes." He turned bright red and I'm pretty sure I turned crimson when I said that. "O-ok..." he said. I sat up and unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down. He stared at my bra and my panties as they started to reveal. I threw my top and jeans in the front seat. I was sitting in front of him in a bra and underwear.
     "Your turn" I said, blushing a ton. He lifted up his shirt quickly while staring at the other side of the car, refusing to look at me. He seemed insecure, but how could he be insecure? He's perfect, he legit had abs. He unbuttoned his pants too and sat there while I finished taking everything off. We were both naked and I knew what was about to start. He got back on top of me again, kissing and biting my neck. I was anxiously waiting for what I wanted to happen to happen.

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