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When you met Kazuha for the first time, you’ll admit that you were smitten. He was charming to say the least. He had pretty red eyes, strawberry blond hair and a voice like silk. You could listen to him for hours and in the end you actually did. Frequently he would visit you, ask you about your day and tell you about his. He would ask about your family, friends, past loves, and it made you happy that he would listen. With each joke you told he would let out a genuine laugh, with each upsetting thing you told he would take you hand in to his and whisper that everything would be alright. He was the most amazing man you knew.
Months past and your deduction of Kazuha never changed. He was sweet with you, bringing you pretty flowers. He would say that they reminded him of your beauty. He would even bring you small gifts from his travels; a necklace with a cor lapis stone. He told you to never take it off and you gave him your word. It was so beautiful anyway so you wouldn’t ever imagine taking it off and he gave it to you. It was special. The most special piece of jewelry you ever owned.
Seasons passed, trees shredded their leaves only to leave them bold and cold looking. With the first snow that touched the soil you started to notice that something was off. Your friends steered clear away from you, always making excuses and telling you they were busy. The traveler practically ran away from you, once you helped her defeat a group of especially aggressive hilichurls and after you were done she didn’t even say thanks or bye. As soon as you turned she was already gone. Even your family felt…cold. They never asked anything from you. When you tried to help or give them half of your earnings, they rejected you with panic laced into their voices. This troubled you deeply.
The only one that seemed to act normal was Kazuha. He continued to ask you about your day, bringing you gifts…it made you happy that at least he was acting the same but your sadness was visible from the cracks.
“What’s wrong?” he had asked.
“Nothing.” you had replied not wanting to worry him.
He didn’t pry any further, which you appreciated.
Two days later everything was back to normal. Your friends spoke to you, the traveler seemed to thank you for your help and your family didn’t reject your help. You were shocked, confused. You started to doubt your own mind, maybe you were just imagining the coldness? But you could’ve sworn that everyone was running away from you like some kind of monster.
The day after you decided to shrug it off. It was possible that you had overreacted. Maybe everyone was struggling with their own problems, who knows. You walked into the kitchen and your family asked you to leave.
You were hurt, confused, no one else to turn to besides Kazuha. Of course he had welcomed you with open arms. He got an apartment near Liyue harbor, honestly you could’ve considered yourself happy when you walked into the new apartment. It was spacious, had a nice view. You were quite happy when you noticed you could see Beidou’s ship, excitedly you turned to Kazuha and pointed at it, joking that you would always have your eyes on him. He laughed and placed a soft kiss against your nape. You shivered as your smile widened, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all?
After a week you started to feel odd. Every time you woke up your body felt sore, the sheets wet. You couldn’t quite place the reasoning behind it. You tried to open up to Kazuha, telling him what was going on but he just dismissed your worries, saying that it was probably because you were alone. It was normal for a woman to feel paranoid when the man was away after all. Kazuha promised he would try to stay at home more often. You felt relaxed.
Then one morning you notice a bruise on your inner thigh, with a panic you told Kazuha. It’s probably just a bug, he has said as he rolled his beautiful eyes, You’re overreacting.
Maybe you were overreacting, you felt bad and quickly apologized, telling him that you probably just weren’t used to living near the city,away from your family and friends. You were lucky that he was so understanding, he gently placed his lips on your cheek and peppered your face with kisses until you started to giggle. He was truly an amazing man.
Sweat was dripping down your thighs, your legs felt sore and…and an undeniable amount of pleasure was pooling beneath your stomach. With a panic and a gasp your eyes shoot open. The first thing you saw was Kazuha’s face, your body momentarily relaxed at the sight but as soon as you felt something plunging into you, your body tensed right back up. Your legs were hoisted up, dangling right next to his head, he planted a kiss and continued to fuck you. You were confused, scared, choked moans leaving you, you tried to speak but nothing other than unintelligible mutters left your parched lips. Kazuha didn’t seem to mind that you were awake, at most he looked slightly disappointed. The eyes you admired so much looked as if they were glowing, it was unsettling.
“I guess your body finally god used to the drugs,”
Drugs?
“I’m going to miss fucking you dry, I loved forcing my way in.”
What?
Horror and a sense of disgust bubbled up inside of you. With all the strength you could muster you try to push him away, you wiggle your legs and try to bend them. With an amused glint in his eyes, he skillfully wrapped an arm around your thighs and held them in place. His amusement fiddled away when you winded your hand back and slapped him in the face. His head flew to the other direction and you could feel the stinging in your palm, his movements came to a halt. Slowly, he took a hold of your hand. Your heart pounded loudly in your chest, only fear pumping through your veins. His touch was gentle, he turned his gaze back at you as he wrapped his fingers around your hand. Your eyes were wide, breathing uneven, surely he was going to explain all of this. He had to–
With a bone crunching squeeze Kazuha makes you scream into the night, you trash around, trying to desperately pull your hand away. His grip was like iron, tears welling up in your eyes, you looked up to him and your stomach churned. His gaze was calm like the morning ocean, not a hint of anger in sight. Hating the look in his eyes you shut your own and you claw at his hand. Tears streamed down your face, he was going to break your hand, he was actually going to break it.
“Kazuha please!” you begged, voice trembling.
“You hit me first didn’t you?” he replied as he leaned closer. The familiar scent of the sea reached your nostrils. “You can’t expect to hit people and get away with it. I am simply teaching you a lesson.”
“I’m sorry!” you hiccuped, his squeeze becoming unbearable. “ ‘m sorry, sorry. Please let go please. You’re going to break my hand– I’m sorry!”
“I’ll take away the pain if you show me that mesmerizing smile of yours,” he cooed.
You blinked at him with confusion, his grip hadn’t budged at all, pain shooting across your hand and throughout your arm. He had a soft smile tugging at his lips, your heart unwillingly skipped a beat. With quivering lips you try to smile as much as you can, you were positive that you looked hysterical but the gesture seemed to please him. Kazuha loosened his hand without letting go and it felt like now you could only breathe.
Kazuha started to thrust once more and it felt like the air was being knocked right back out of you. You hated how he was sliding in and out of you with ease, the noise of skin slapping against skin filling the bedroom. Tears flowed freely, his hand still held yours but this time in a gentle manner, it made you confused. It made your body think that it was secure when you weren’t. Wherever his lips touched made your skin tingle, he kissed your face, lips, neck. You wanted to scream. When his lips reached your earlobe he bit and sucked the soft flesh.
“Your body is enamored with me,” he whispered, breath ghosting over your skin. “As it should be, I’ve been training it for a while now.”
How long? You wanted to ask but only moans tumbled from your lips. Kazuha chuckled as he licked the traces of your salty tears, his breath had gotten heavier, was he enjoying your misery.
“Don’t be like that love,” he said. “I know you love me.”
You did?
“Come on confess,” he cooed. “After all this time you never actually said it. I want to hear it.”
“N-No,” you managed to spat. “I don’t.”
“You’re enjoying this,” he continued, ignoring you completely. “Want me to prove how much you’re enjoying it?”
He started to lower your legs and once more you attempted to get away from him, trying to desperately push him away with shaky legs. You heard a faint growl and a flash of red eyes before you felt a smack against your face, throwing you back. You cried at the impact. With both hands you covered half of your face and tried not to think about how much it hurt. It stung. It stung bad. More tears slid down your face. Kazuha clicked his tongue and wrapped his fingers around your neck, slowly cutting your airflow, you choked as you tried to pry his fingers off of you.
“Are you scared?” he said, voice, once again, eerily calm. “You really don’t have to be as long as you’re obedient, you won’t ever have to fear me.”
You stared at him wide-eyed. Inch by inch he was closing his fingers around you, making it harder and harder to breathe. His jaw was clenched as he looked down at you, finally he hissed.
“Do you understand? Don’t make me hurt you even further.”
You slowly nodded and he let you go. With deep breaths you relished in the feeling of air filling your lungs. Kazuha touched the side of your face with the tip of his fingers, you flinched and he pulled back his hand. You could almost almost see remorse in his eyes.
“Why must you make it so difficult,” he said as he pulled out. “I protect you and provide for you. Don’t act so ungrateful. You would be on the streets if it wasn’t for me.”
Were you being ungrateful? Kazuha was always there for you after all, even when everyone was running away–
“I’ll just show you how much you want me, how much you need me.” he whispered, backing away. “You’re mine. Even if I have to tame you and you hate me, I won’t ever let you go.”
Your blood froze at his words. His tone alone was enough to tell you that he was serious. He would find you, no matter where you went. Your stomach dropped, a sick part of you was enjoying this, enjoying that someone out there wouldn’t ever let you go. Kazuha always listened to you, he was always kind. Up to now he always made you happy didn’t he?
“Is it starting to dawn on you?” he asked. Gently, Kazuha placed your legs on the mattress and spread them. Your confusion grew when he disappeared between them. “Are you finally realizing I’m the only one you have? The only one who will take care of you.”
His hot breath was followed by a tongue, you jolted back only to be held down by his hands. The warm muscle pushed between your folds and tasted your slick. Your legs trembled as your thighs closed around his head. A wave of pleasure washed over you and he chuckled.
“Do you see how good I can make you feel?”
Kazuha’s tongue went deeper, he licked and sucked your clit. Your choked out moan gradually became louder, your body started to heat up and your back arched. You hated that if you could, you would be grinding against him, letting him go in deeper and deeper.
“N-No…ahh…stop–”
When he stopped your body screamed at you.
“You want me to stop?” he smiled. “Silly girl, can’t you even tell what your body wants? Look,” he pushed his finger into your cunt, you gasped, your body starting to spasm uncontrollably. “Can’t you feel how your cute little hole is sucking me in, begging for more?”
A sheer moan ripped from your throat. Why was it suddenly feeling so good? Why–
“See this is why you need me, you can’t make your own decisions.”
“P-Please,” you sobbed. “Kazuha, I-I don’t know anymore.”
“My poor pet, so confused,” he replied. “You don’t have to think anymore. I’ll take care of you. You’re mine after all.”
That’s right, you were his. Kazuha had taken care of you for all this time. He still wanted to look after you, take care of you, be with you. With these thoughts circling in your mind, you didn’t fight back . You said nothing when Kazuha buried his face into the crook of your neck, you didn’t care if he bit you hard enough to break the skin, nor did you care when he fucked you. It felt good to let go. The tears you know shed were ones of pleasure, your moans mixed with his heavy breaths as he grinded his hips. You shivered at the way his cock throbbed. Wrapping your arms around him, you felt the muscles on his back, arms, chest. He was warm like a summer breeze. He felt secure.
“Good girl,” he kept on saying. “My good good girl.”
You sobbed when you gushed all around his cock, squeezing and twitching around him. In return he locked your lips with a kiss, his tongue dominating your own, tasting you and claiming you. Kazuha came inside you with a groan, painting your walls white. He pushed his hips further, desperately trying to reach your deepest parts. When he was satisfied, Kazuha pulled back, a satisfied smile spread across his pretty features.
You flinched as cum trickled down your thighs, he sighed and pushed some of it back in. Involuntarily you moan, your body still sensitive to the touch. Kazuha seemed pleased by this, he laid down next to you and pressed you against his chest. Caressing your hair, he kissed the red mark on your cheek and muttered.
“See, all you need is me. No one else. Just me.”