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{NSFW} Shut up [Rohan Kishibe]

Warning: Hate (semi?) sex, degradation

Requested by: eni-lec

Rohan got me acting up 🥴😜😜😤😈😈😈😈

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What now, oh so-great mangaka? You've got (Y/N) where you want her, so what now?

You continued to throw death glares at Rohan while he returned them. Not to mention the both of you were in a tiny room, somewhere off into a hidden corner of the building. You were almost certain no one would come here, just because it was so damn far away from everything else. But no, being completely alone in an isolated room with the person you hate the most wasn't your biggest problem no. Your biggest problem was being completely alone in an isolated room with the person you hate the most, and more specifically, being trapped in between his arms and the wall behind you.

You didn't know how that happened, how you ended up in that room, or how you let Rohan to trap you like that, both of his arms on either side of your body. What was more important right now was how you were going to get out of this situation. You didn't want to reserve to violence, but if needed be, you were ready to hit this pompous twink.

And while you were plotting how to get away from him, Rohan was trying to calm the panic in his mind. Today had been a blur of events for him and surprisingly enough, the mangaka couldn't remember how he got this advantage over you. Not that he didn't like it -oh no, in fact he loved having you trapped like that – it was what was going to happen from now on that worried him.

Lately he'd been having some problems with keeping you out of his thoughts. And he still couldn't understand why. You hated him and Rohan hated you. So why was this? Why was Rohan constantly thinking of you, his arch nemesis in the manga industry? Why couldn't he get his hands to draw something else than a portrait of you? It angered him to no end.

And what was most shameful about this whole thing was the fact that those portraits soon turned into full body sketches... ahem naked sketches. At first the mangaka surely denied and just thought that was because he needed to practice the anatomy. But you and me both know that was a fat lie. He couldn't even bring himself to believe it. He tried to not mind you reappearing in his sketchbook. That was until his body started reacting to the sketches. Never in his life did Rohan think a drawing- much less one of his works- would give him a boner, yet it happened. And the mangaka was truly ashamed of that happening.

What had gotten into him when he saw you today? Good question. It shouldn't have been anything out of the ordinary – randomly seeing you at the publishing center as both of you were dropping off your latest work. At first you shot him a glare, to which he replied with a snarky comeback. Then you didn't fail to throw an insult at him as you turned away to walk out of the building. Something in Rohan had clicked in that moment and he followed right after you.

Which leads us to right now – you still very much trapped by him and really, really annoyed by it. But you were getting too impatient with Kishibe's dumb little play.

"I'm done with your games, twink boy." ducking underneath his arm, you tried to walk away from him. Rohan's face twisted and he reached out to you, yanking you back by your hair.

"Twink?" he snarled in your face. You've never really seen him this mad at someone and it was slightly scaring you. "I'll make sure to show you just how fucking wrong you are." He pushed you back against the wall, but this time instead of trapping you with his arms, he roughly pushed his lips against yours, still holding you by your hair. You were surely taken aback by this – all this time you'd thought he wasn't that kind of a guy – but it would be a lie if you said it wasn't pleasant. Something in the roughness of the kiss made you feel weak in the knees. At one point you even thought of returning the kiss. That was until you remembered who it was that was kissing you and pushed him away.