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• Kyoichi Sudo x Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 5,702. • Synopsis: In which Kyoichi finds his Empress, a bit of jealousy caused by his rival ensues, and a hatched plan from the reader tips Kyoichi over the edge, bringing out his inner Emperor.
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Another one beaten. These teams can't keep up with or handle (Y/N)'s Lan Evo by any means. One after another, they all fall. The red of the car is dark, but the shade of it stands out like a beacon, day or night. That's going to be the colour they all remember, and it'll never leave their mind. Her and her Evo III have been unbeatable since she bought the car. She had lost race after race in her previous car. She tried her best, did what she could to improve, it never worked.
The night she saw a race with an Evo III she fell in love with it. She quickly got rid of her old car and bought the red beauty she has now. She practiced every night for years, bettering herself and upgrading the car as needed. From then to present, she hasn't lost since. Anyone who knew of her said that she went on her own revolution; overthrowing each team and every racer that came after her looking to beat her. Soon enough, one by one, they all fell before her, like enemies groveling at the foot of an empress.
She had gone through the prefecture tearing up the streets and beating teams she comes across. Then, she ended up at Irohazaka, the home course of a team consisting entirely of Lan Evos. Maybe she could get in and join them? She's been without a team for a while. When she reached the top, she noticed a blue MR2 parked in the middle of the road. Must be waiting for his opponent to show up, she noted. She checked the time, seeing it was fifteen minutes past ten. The race normally would've started by now.
Team Emperor was sitting on the sidelines, their evos all parked in a row. "Hey, Kyoichi?" Seiji asked, getting the leader's attention.
"What?"
"That's not one of our guys, is it?" Seiji pointed behind Kyoichi, causing said man to turn around.
Catching sight of the blood red Evo III he replied with, "No. We don't have a red Evo on our team." The car pulled up next to the MR2, the engine's purr sounded like low, deep rumbles of thunder in the distance. The muffler gave off a similar sound and it made the car look and sound more intimidating than it already was.
The entire team was interested in seeing who drove the car and were definitely not expecting a girl to get out of the driver's side. "Your opponent not showing up on time for 'ya?" She spoke to the MR2 driver.
"No, he isn't." He replied, looking a bit annoyed.
"Well, if you're still looking for a race, I'll give you one." She leaned against the front right fender of her car.
The guy laughed. "I don't race girls."
"Why? Scared to get your ass beat by one?" (Y/N) smirked. Most of the Emperor guys snickered and gave a quiet "Ooh." Seiji gave a small whistle, Kyoichi giving him a glare that said, "Dude, fuck off" before returning his attention to the girl.
"Not like you'd be much of a challenge anyways. Girls can't race for shit." The guy thought he made a good comeback, smirking proudly. Now, (Y/N) was getting pissed.
"Better hope you don't find yourself rolling off this mountain, Kogashiwa. That's what happened to the last one." She lowered her voice at the last sentence, Kai now looking a bit intimidated that she knew his name and her Evo seemed to rumble a bit like it was laughing. It was a bluff, sure, but it still had the desired effect on the guy. "So, race or not?" she asked, looking directly at him.
"Fine, whatever. Let's get it over with." Kai gathered his composure before getting in his car, (Y/N) doing the same. The countdown started and they took off after the ten second count. The battle consisted of a downhill and uphill run. Whoever finished first on the uphill, won.
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"How in the hell did my MR2 lose to a Lan Evo?!" Kai started fuming. "It's got a mid-engine, making it more evenly balanced! It should've beaten an Evo easily!"
"MR2s actually have more oversteer problems because they have a mid-engine. If you know how to control the car properly and use it to your advantage, then it wouldn't be a problem. The car didn't lose, you did." (Y/N) replied which only caused Kai to get more pissed off, muttering something before slamming the door shut and driving off.
Damn, she's hot. Kyoichi smirked, watching her as she went to grab a coffee from the nearby vending machine. "Say, Kyoichi. You think we should let her on the team if she's good enough?" Seiji asked.
"Kogashiwa, despite his temper, is a highly skilled driver. He knows this course as much as we do, and I highly doubt she even practiced this road for one night." Kyoichi started, his eyes averting from her to Seiji. "If she can beat a local on their home course with little to no practice and only use their skills and car's power efficiently, she's either got ridiculously high adaptive abilities, or she's insane. If she's interested and beats you in a few runs for initiation, then she's in." Kyoichi looked back to (Y/N) sitting on the hood of her car, drinking her coffee as some people eagerly talked with her about the race.
"You want me to race her? Any specific way you want to do this?" Seiji asked, looking curious.
"She raced Kogashiwa without a plan, as far as I can assume. The kid most likely stuck to his own lines that he always uses. She probably caught on quickly and used it against him. If she's interested in getting on this team, we're having her race through all the simulations until she can't win. If she does beat you in all of them, including Simulation X, then she's on the team hands down." Kyoichi spoke firmly, his eyes landing back on her. When she hopped off the hood and the group of people she spoke with left, he decided now was the time to talk to her.
Looking over to her left, she noticed one of the Evo guys walking up to her. Isn't he the leader of that team? She raised an eyebrow and fully turned towards him. "You must've put up a hell of a fight during that race." He said as soon as he stopped in front of her. "Kyoichi Sudo." He introduced himself.
"(Y/N) (L/N)." She nodded slightly, then gave an answer to his statement. "In the first half, yes, but after I caught on to his pattern and how he likes to jump the corners, I figured out how to beat him." She answered honestly, taking a sip of her coffee.
"And how'd you do that?" Kyoichi raised an eyebrow.
(Y/N) shrugged a bit saying, "I copied his pattern, used it against him, then boom, won." She took another of sip of coffee, a small smile on her lips.
How the hell can she simply copy someone's pattern and make it sound that easy? his eyes narrowed in thought. "Have you ever raced on this pass before?" Kyoichi asked, making eye contact with her once again.
"No, only drove it to get up here."
What the hell? She didn't practice this course and she nailed it on the first run? Just what kind of adaptability does this woman have? Kyoichi had to admit, this sounded quite impressive. But if he was going to be actually impressed, he's going to need to hear it from Seiji and possibly even see it for himself. "So, you got a team you race with or you go solo?"
"I haven't been on a team since I got rid of my old car for this guy," She pointed at her Evo with her thumb, "about a year and a half, I'd say."
He nodded in acknowledgement. "Would you be interested in joining us? We're made up entirely of Lan Evos. I am however going to put you through some tests if you really want to get in." Kyoichi smirked when she did. "Sounds fair. What kind of tests?"
"You'll be going against our number two driver in a few races consisting of uphill, downhill, and both at once. Should be four races or less, depending on how many you win. Think of it as ascending levels, they get harder with each one. If you lose the first race, we won't bother doing the rest."
"Good with me, when do you want to do it?"
"Next Saturday at ten. We'll give you time to practice the course how you see fit, seeing as we've had years on this pass." (Y/N) nodded at his words, giving a short "See you then," before parting ways and driving home.
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(Y/N) had practiced the course a few times a night, easily getting a feel of the road. She showed up at the top of the pass a few minutes early, the team was already there talking amongst themselves. They all focused on her when she pulled up to the start line and got out of the car.
"So, how are we doing this?" she broke the silence first, leaning against the door. Kyoichi motioned for Seiji to move his car to the start line before approaching her.
"We're going to start off with a downhill race. You beat him on this run, we move onto the next. Like I said last week, it should only take four runs at most. Once you're finished with the downhill, the second race starts from the bottom of the pass as an uphill." Kyoichi stated and (Y/N) nodded in understanding.
"How about the last two races?" she asked.
"Those will be combinations of up and downhill. Each race gets harder, I want to see how well you handle them all. If you're up to my standards and expectations, you're on the team. Good?"
"Yep." Pushing herself off the side of the car and opening the door, she got in.
Kyoichi moved to the driver side of Seiji's Evo and he rolled the window down. "Starting this off simple, right?"
"I want you to start with Simulation One. If she beats you, move up to Two on the uphill. Don't pull anything funny, no dirty tricks, stick with the plan, got it?" Kyoichi gave him a slight glare until he nodded before heading back to his car. They revved the engines, warming them up before the countdown began and they took off down the pass.
She's got some powerful acceleration, Seiji noted. Evos naturally have instant acceleration, but hers reacts in such a way that allows the car to accelerate faster, gaining speed in a smaller amount of time. He continued to tail her bumper, attempting to put even a little bit of pressure on her. All part of the simulation.
(Y/N) glanced in her rear-view mirror, seeing how close he was riding the rear end. She rolled her eyes, focusing on the road. If he wants to intimidate me, he's going to have step it up. Riding my bumper won't do shit with me. This is Kyoichi's number two driver? If intimidation is his game, he's not very good at it.
Once they pulled out onto a straight away, she pressed on the gas more, putting quite a distance between them. Damn, her acceleration is insane. Seiji furrowed his eyebrows and stepped on it, trying to catch up. Did she even spend any real time practicing this course or she is just winging it with what she knows?
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Seiji followed the procedures of the first simulation and went to pass her in the last quarter of the race, which was successful. However, as soon as he did, he felt like prey that was about to get mauled. Looking back at the red evo in his rear-view, it gave off an aura that screamed anger. Right after they turned another corner and the straightaway appeared just before the first bridge, she floored it. That's when Seiji heard it. A small series of loud bangs echoed as she passed him.
"She's got a misfiring system?!" Seiji watched the exhaust to see two more bright flashes escape the pipes, the bangs sounding along with them. "She must be running anti-lag as well with how fast her acceleration is. Damn, this chick isn't fucking around."
They passed the finish line, (Y/N) winning the first race. The guys on the radio reported everything in as they prepared for the second race.
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When Kyoichi saw (Y/N) pass the finish line on the uphill, he was honestly, a bit impressed. How was she beating Seiji so easily? Said man pulled up and rolled the window down. "Yo, Kyoichi. She's got a misfiring system." Now this was interesting. He heard no trace of one when they took off for the first race.
"Wait, does she run anti-lag?"
"...Yeah."
Kyoichi was no longer impressed with this woman, he was starting to get obsessed. Just what the hell is she? Who was she before she left her previous team? What car did she have? What kind of racing has she been capable of when she got her Evo III? What do crowds say about her and her skills? He needs to know.
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(Y/N) successfully passed all the tests she was given and joined team Emperor. Since the team consisted of all guys, she was expecting them to make comments how "She won't last long" or "Why the hell is a girl on our team," but that never happened. If anything, they all looked impressed with how well she performed and even started up conversations with her. But she never thought she'd be meeting up with the leader of the team at a small restaurant, alone.
Is this a date? Or does he just want to talk since I'm new on the team? Her thoughts wandered as she pulled into the parking lot, finding Kyoichi's Evo and parking next to it. When she got inside, he noticed her talking with a hostess before heading over to him.
"Hey, sorry I'm a bit late." She gave a quick, small smile as she sat down across from him. "It's fine, only been here a few minutes." He said as he waved his hand slightly. "So, what did you want to talk about?" (Y/N) asked slowly.
"You."
"Oh," her eyes widened as she nodded slowly, not expecting such a straightforward answer, "that's... probably the most straightforward thing I've ever heard from someone." She said a bit shyly.
Kyoichi smirked. "I like to get straight to the point."
"Yeah, you sure do." She nodded in agreement. "So, what would you like to know?"
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Kyoichi leaned against the side of his car, a cigarette hanging from his lips as he was deep in thought. To think she gained so much skill in such a short amount of time. Putting herself in different mental scenarios to come up with solutions to possible problems or obstacles. Her instincts and adaptability are so damn high because of that. Impressive. Taking another drag from his cigarette he turned his head to look down the road. Multiple loud bangs flooded the air as the sound of a high revving engine made its way closer.
The shine of headlights appeared from the corner, approaching at blistering speeds. A quick flash of red sped past him followed by another series of bangs as the red Evo climbed up Irohazaka.
She's one hell of a woman.
Kyoichi decided to get in his car and drive up as well. By the time he reached the top, (Y/N) was chilling on the hood of the car drinking a small can of coffee. Parking next to her, he got out and leaned against the front right fender of his car.
"Stalking me as I do practice runs, are we?" she smirked, taking a sip of coffee.
He scoffed, "Hardly stalking if you can see me so easily."
"True, or you could be really bad at it. Is there anything you are good at, or are you just naturally a bad boy?" her tone changed more to a teasing, seductive one for the last half of her sentence. The smirk on her face stayed the same, her eyes on his, almost challenging him.
He took the time to stare into her eyes. Now he had an excuse to do it and not get made fun of by the guys; if they were here. He could easily see the fire that shone in those (E/C) of her eyes. He loved that. She's a woman who likes challenges and doesn't back down from them until she wins or loses. She doesn't run from danger; she runs to it.
"I guess you'll have to see for yourself." Mirroring her smirk, he shrugged. Getting off of her car, she stood in front of him.
"Then show me."
Without hesitation, he took hold of her wrist and waist, turning her around and laying her on the hood of his Evo. Hooking an arm around his neck, she pulled him down, crashing her lips onto his.
Their kisses were rough, Kyoichi holding her hip with one hand and pinning her wrist onto the hood with the other. His muscular thighs were pressed against hers. She could feel the small flexes they made when he moved, and she'd be lying if she said she didn't like it.
Kyoichi pulled away from the kiss, leaning towards her neck. (Y/N) gasped when lightly bit at her neck, soon leaving a dark purple mark just below the side of her jaw. Pulling away from her completely he smirked, admiring his work.
He loved how she looked, spread out on his car like that. Just imagining what else he could do to her like that got both of them riled up in the mind. When (Y/N) was off of his car and back by hers with cheeks still flushed red and legs a little weak, Kyoichi spoke up as he got in his car.
"If you thought that was bad, call me if you want worse." He winked and smiled smugly when he saw her blush get worse before he took off down the mountain.
"Damn, that man is something else."
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Spectators lined the edges of Akina's pass behind the guardrails, having heard of the infamous Takumi Fujiwara taking part in a race against Seiji. Team Emperor traveled across the prefecture taking down all the teams in the region. Since Ryosuke Takahashi was beaten by Fujiwara, Kyoichi wanted to make sure he was beaten before his rematch with Ryosuke.
(Y/N) was the last of the team to arrive, but still had plenty of time before the race started. Parking her Evo next to Kyoichi's, she got out. "'Bout time you showed up! You're late." One of the guys piped up.
"I'm not late, we still got a half hour before the race starts. I'm not the one racing anyway." She waved them off and hopped up onto the hood, per usual. She leaned her back against the windshield and her legs were stretched out in front of her, ankles crossed.
The kid going against Seiji showed up last minute, the race starting immediately after. (Y/N) glanced at Kyoichi and the rest of the guys talking with him. Her eyes then glanced to the back door of his car. She smiled mischievously, silently getting off of her car and quietly making her way to the back-right door of Kyoichi's Evo. His back was to her, the other guys were facing mostly the same way.
Slowly, she opened the door as quietly as possible before snatching what she wanted, shutting the door just as quietly. Smiling in victory she slipped on Kyoichi's blue jacket, no longer trying to be quiet as she walked back to the front of her car. It was pretty big on her considering Kyoichi had quite a bit of muscle on him. The ends of the sleeves went past the tips of her fingers just a bit and the bottom of the jacket ended on her upper thighs.
Looks like Kyoichi got a new addition to his team. She's quite easy on the eyes, isn't she? Ryosuke looked her over, a small smirk on his face. He wondered how Kyoichi would react if he flirted with her a bit. He decided to put his small plan into action when she finally started walking over after staring at something on his side of the lot for a while.
As she got closer, he began walking in her direction to meet her in the middle. "Excuse me." (Y/N) stopped and looked up at the guy who approached her. "I'm sorry for stopping you but I must say, you are quite beautiful." He gave her a charming smile and she raised an eyebrow.
"Thanks."
"Yo, Kyoichi." One of the guys tapped him on the shoulder and pointed behind him. "Takahashi is talking up your girl." Hearing this made him instantly turn around, locking eyes on their forms. He was giving a death glare to Ryosuke, often looking at (Y/N) to see her expressions. She looked a little confused and highly uninterested. Kyoichi was a bit relieved to see that. He was also surprised she wasn't interested to some degree since nearly all women within a thousand feet of Ryosuke swooned over him like he was a god, always complimenting his looks and height.
Kyoichi wasn't exactly on the tall side of men according to himself since most women went for a guy 6' and up. He was 5'7". Of course, there were girls who didn't care how tall a guy was as long as they were taller than them. (Y/N) was definitely shorter than him. She never made any mention for caring about this kind of thing, so he could only hope she preferred him over Takahashi.
He continued watching the interaction and he was starting to think she didn't even know who she was talking to. Ryosuke was starting to look a bit confused as well, giving Kyoichi more of a notion he was right.
"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm terribly sorry. I'm Ryosuke Takahashi, I lead the Akagi RedSuns." He smiled charmingly once again, giving his head a slight tilt. His hair dropped a bit in a good-looking manner, but sadly, not having the desired effect on (Y/N) that he was going after.
"Ok."
She turned on her heel and headed in the direction of where she was originally intending to go. The vending machine. She got two cans of her favourite coffee before walking back to her team. It was when she was heading back and facing Kyoichi's direction that he noticed the jacket she was wearing. Is that mine? When did she get that? he looked through the windshield of his car, seeing no jacket in the back seat. He quietly hummed, looking back at her.
He had to admit, she looks good in it. He'd love to see her in the rest of his clothes. "Weird ass guy." (Y/N)'s voice pulled him from his thoughts making him think he said it out loud before she continued speaking. "You know who that guy is? He wouldn't shut up."
"Ryosuke Takahashi." Kyoichi replied.
"That's what he told me, but he said it in a way like I was expected to know who the hell he was and be impressed by it." She sighed, opening a can of coffee, taking a drink.
"You have no idea who he is?" Kyoichi was surprised, every street racer has heard of him.
"Nope. I don't care either, he's weird." This made him and the guys laugh. Finally, a girl who doesn't like him.
This reassured Kyoichi tenfold knowing he has no competition with Takahashi. When she was close enough, he skillfully wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her to his right side. His hand keeping a tight grip on the side of her hip. After her initial shock she relaxed into his hold easily, dropping her head to rest on his shoulder. She could pick up on the faint smell of his cologne, deep and musky; it fit him perfectly.
Out of the corner of his eye, Kyoichi saw Ryosuke looking in their direction. He lowered his hand to her ass, giving it a squeeze. She let out a mixture of a hum and sigh, leaning a bit more into him. Kyoichi smirked when he looked down at her.
When the race ended, and Seiji drove back up, he ended up not following the last half of the simulation Kyoichi told him to use. When everyone else had left and Emperor was the last group on the top of Akina, Seiji got bitch slapped. Kyoichi wasn't happy to say the least, giving Seiji a rough lecture about fucking up such a simple plan and needing more patience. (Y/N) thought it was a bit much, but she was sure Seiji learned his lesson and he wouldn't have to worry about getting slapped again.
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The next time the team was partaking in a race was back on Irohazaka. (Y/N) had her car in the shop getting some tricky parts installed so she had to hitch a ride with Kyoichi. She had a little plan up her sleeve. She told him she'd give his jacket back the next time they met up, which is tonight.
The tension between them has been getting thicker and she was about to cut it. They both have been wanting to get on the other and that was going to happen tonight. She's going to rile him up until he's got her on the hood of his car.
What he doesn't know: she's not wearing anything underneath his jacket.
Throughout the entire night she's been teasing him subtly, little by little. He couldn't tell if they were on purpose or not since her neutral expression didn't help him at all. They were small things, almost unnoticeable. Light brushes of her hands against his thighs, staring at his neck, arms, waist, and lower. She only looked away a few seconds after he looked directly at her, like she was coming out of a daydream. It was frustrating him.
This had to be on purpose. She unzipped his jacket just enough to show her collarbones. Nothing unusual there, except for the fact he couldn't see the bits of a shirt or tank top anywhere. Everything else she chose to wear looked too easy to take off.
Kyoichi was a bit happy he was wearing pants that were on the baggy side to hide his, well, "frustration". When this race was finished and everyone left, he was going to show her the consequences of teasing him. If she wants to go around thinking she's got all the control like she rules the situation, he's going to show her who the real emperor is.
Soon enough, that time finally came. As soon as the last car turned around the corner and out of sight, Kyoichi pinned her on the side of his car. A small gasp past her lips when her back hit the car. Her wrists were pinned on each side of her head, Kyoichi keeping a firm grip on them.
"If you think you can play these games and not get punished for it, you're going to get it rough, babe." He leaned forward, speaking lowly in her ear with a deep, husky voice.
"What if that's what I want?" she replied, mirroring his tone. Kyoichi nearly growled as he leaned down further to bite at her neck, leave rough kisses, filling it with marks. (Y/N) let her head fall back to rest on the Evo, giving him more access to her neck. With each nip at her soft skin, she let out quiet, breathy moans.
When he finally let go of her wrists, she wrapped them around his neck, her hands holding onto the sides of his shoulders. She flipped them around, Kyoichi's back hitting his car. He was slightly taken aback by her sudden strength and how quickly she took his shirt off, yet he easily molded into the rough kiss she initiated.
She's feisty and he loves every bit of it. He loves the challenge of authority she gives him. The constant fight of who's in charge, who's the most dominant, and what they'll do to stay on top. Kyoichi revels in it.
With a hand in her hair and the other keeping a firm grip on her ass, he forced his tongue past her lips, covering the entirety of his new territory and the sound of moans escaping from her throat and her tongue fighting for dominance only pushed him further.
Letting out a low, guttural groan, Kyoichi moved his hand from her hair to the other side of her ass, picking her up and moving to the front his car, laying her back flat against the hood of the black Evo, a leg on each side of him. He trailed his hands up her thighs, slowly, almost teasingly until he reached the waistband of her skirt. Hooking his fingers, he slid her skirt down her legs until they were off completely.
He decided he wasn't patient enough to drag this out when he pulled off her underwear as well adding to the small pile on the ground. When he was about to reach up to unzip his jacket she was wearing, she did it for him. His hunch from earlier proved he was correct; she wasn't wearing anything underneath it.
Her appearance before him was only making the tightness in his pants much, much tighter. Completely bare from the waist down and his jacket barely covering her breasts. He was both turned on and annoyed by the fact she was like this the whole time. The places they went throughout the day, the entire drive up here, and there was nothing under that damn jacket. If he wasn't already going to fuck her roughly for her teasing, he's sure as hell about to for this.
The sheer thought of watching her getting railed by his dick and only wearing his jacket had him lowly growling, as he leaned down leaving bite marks along her collarbones. (Y/N) bucked her hips up, her arousal hitting Kyoichi's making him hiss deeply. Her hands were on his back, lightly trailing up and down was nearly driving him insane. When he pulled back, she wore a small smirk, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips, red. She looked him in the eyes and spoke, her voice a bit higher, seductive, and purring lightly.
"I want you... Emperor."
Kyoichi stopped moving for a moment, his muscles tense as he quickly processed her words. His eyes darkened and all in one swift motion he had his belt off, pants and boxers lowered, and slammed himself into her with no warning. (Y/N)'s eyes rolled back, her back arched, and she nearly screamed from the pleasurable and painful sensation. Her nails left deep marks in his back; some drew blood.
Kyoichi's thrusts were fast paced and rough that caused the Evo to rock slightly which each thrust in. "K-Kyoichi, f-fuck!" (Y/N) whimpered loudly. Having a hard time forming coherent sentences and words, she filled the air with moans, whines, and whimpers. She chanted his voice over and over until her voice went raw.
Her hair was clinging her face, and a sheen layer of sweat covered their skin. Kyoichi has never felt so in control over anything until now. The sight of her beneath him, sprawled out on top of his car, his jacket leaving the covered bits of her to the imagination raised his pride tenfold. There was no feeling more superior than this.
Her hoarse voice calling his name like it was the only thing she could remember. Such bliss. She was dominant in her own right and really knew how to get Kyoichi riled up. He wondered if she could up the dominant persona even when she's on the bottom.
He was pleasantly surprised when she pulled him down, latching her lips onto his neck, nipping, biting, and sucking on one spot leaving a dark hickey he knew would be a bitch to try and cover up. When she stopped making noise but gave the expressions of a moan as he continued his rough thrusts, he realized she lost her voice.
"Good to know I can fuck you so well that you go mute." He said through heavy pants and a smirk played on his lips. She let out a whine that was barely a whisper and smacked his shoulder, making him chuckle deeply.
She was getting close when her walls started to tighten around him, and he was too. His thrusts had gotten sloppy over the last few minutes and his breaths were heavy. He lifted one her legs up a bit, allowing him to go deeper. He groaned when she raked her nails up his back, running over small cuts that she made earlier.
(Y/N) arched her back, letting out a silent scream as she came. Kyoichi continued his thrusts for another minute until he came as well. Panting heavily, they slowly came down from their high. Kyoichi recovered the fastest, situating himself after a few minutes, his clothes put back on. After (Y/N) put on her clothes and zipped up the jacket, she got off the hood of Kyoichi's Evo and would've faceplanted onto the ground if he didn't catch her. She gave a whisper-like whine as she held onto him. She wasn't going to be able to walk for a while. Kyoichi smiled subtly at the thought.
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"You've been awfully quiet, (Y/N)." Some the guys look at her curiously after their friend spoke up. She smiled smugly and shrugged pointing at Kyoichi. They all gave a low "Ooh." When Seiji arrived, he nearly spit out his drink at the sight on Kyoichi.
"Yo, Kyoichi!" Seiji called out to him, causing him to look at the guy.
"Nice hickey!" Kyoichi glared and flipped him off.
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