"Love is anything but blind" Akira Fudo x reader [COMPLETE]

(7)

"Maybe I was blind, I was young, I didn't have a clue"
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Y/n, clad out in her demon form, shuddered hard as her claws came down on a demon's body. She normally didn't go out just to kill demons unless it was with Akira and Ryo. But as of lately, her nimble hands had been feeling for something more vulgar. She had been so frustrated the last few days. She was twitchy and irritated.

It was her last bit of decency that drove her crazy. Akira just couldn't seem to come see her alone. She didn't want the entirety of the Makimura family to hear him loudly fuck her in the attic, and risking it in the school building just to get caught mid transform was a no go.

She knew he could feel it too, she just knew it.

Her body stopped as she realized she had slaughtered every demon in the area. She didn't even notice when the rain began to pour.

With a shaky breath, she fumbled her phone out of her pocket and clumsily dialed a number.

"Hello?"

"Asame? Are you busy?"
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"So is there a reason you wanted to talk to me at 3am? Not that I'm complaining." He chuckled, tossing a ball against the wall of his bedroom.

"I was just frustrated." Y/n sighed, slowly walking around.

"Are you....outside?" Asame asked.

"Yes..."

"In the rain?" He asked.

".....yes."

"What a peculiar chick you are. Are you close to my house?" He laughed.

"It's closer than mine." Y/n replied, already turning around in the direction of Asame's house.

"Come by, I'll get you cleaned up."
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Y/n moaned as Asame's tongue swirled in her mouth. She had never been kissed like this before, Akira never kissed her. As he pushed her back onto his bed, she let the damp towel from her shower fall off her body.

The way he caressed her felt unreal, but it also felt a bit off.

"Asame~" the dark haired boy held her chin softly in his grasp, his other hand dragging his cock right over her entrance.

"Keep calling my name like that, beautiful." He mumbled, sheathing himself in her with a hard groan.

Y/n's back arched with the contact. It felt good, but it wasn't exactly what she wanted. It didn't feel the same, he wasn't Akira.

"Her pussy isn't as tight as yours, she doesn't scream like you do"

Why did she keep hearing his voice?
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Akira trembled as his body flew through the air. He growled, his cock pulsating in and out of Sirene's demon form.

It was pleasure, but not satisfying. She didn't move with his thrusts, she didn't draw out his name. She wasn't y/n.

"I want you, he doesn't feel anything like you" And there her voice was again.

As horny as he was, this wasn't what he wanted.
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