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At first it's little jabs here and there, like at your driving as you're going down the freeway, or your punches as you're beating up the random guy robbing a local convenience store.
But seriously, it gets to a point--a point Morro does not seem to see.
"Is that all you got, (Y/n)? You're a little slow today."
You stared at Morro through your messy hair, brushing the loose bits aside with a raise of your brow. Behind, you sensed someone running towards you and trip them, knocking your fist to their jaw for good measure. "I'm sorry, what was that?"
You genuinely weren't sure you heard Morro right. He had been standing by your car for a good fifteen minutes before deciding to oh-so-graciously jump in to help. First Spinjitzu Master, the moment he did, only irked you because he couldn't keep his big mouth shut.
The telling smirk on Morro's lips was enough evidence as he unfurled with the winds, brushing them past your cheek. He side-stepped a random crook, weaving around to sync up with your movements.
"You heard me. I was just thinking how sloppy your footwork is today." He ducked low and knocked a guy flat, smirking all the while. "Can't you match my pace? It's like you're waiting for me to swoop in and save you."
"I'm not a princess, like you." You said, sticking your tongue out at him with a roll of your eyes. "No wonder you waited so long to jump in."
Just as you prepared to tie up the robbers, the winds sang and you shut your eyes to stop leaves and dust from flying into them. When you blinked, all the crooks were tied together like a present specially for you.
Morro stood in front of the pile, swiping his ebony hair out of his face with a teasing smirk. "It looks like I already cleaned everything up." He motioned to the pile of thieves and tilted his head to the side to study the frown forming on your face. "You were just too slow."
The police clamored out of their car, thanking him as if he were the one he'd done it all by himself, which was great and all, if you were also acknowledged too.
You glowered back to your sleek sports' car, shutting the door firmly as Morro climbed into the passenger seat. The car gave a low rumble as you pulled out of the intersection, driving back to the monastery with a grumpy pout.
"What was that?" you said, throwing out a hand dramatically. The windows were down, blowing winds through your hair as the music blasted in the background. "You didn't even wait for me, and then the police thanked you, but not me."
You jabbed a finger at Morro's shoulder, digging it into the fabric of his gi with a grit of your teeth. "Why'd you do that? Huh?"
The growing smirk on his lips cool as the wind was infuriatingly handsome. "Aw, is someone upset they didn't get all the credit today?"
It was so wicked how his dark eyes gleamed with amusement, an alluring distraction that reminded you to look at the road instead of your gorgeously, drop-dead handsome boyfriend. "I'm not upset." Your throat was dry as you licked your lips. "I just..."
"Need I remind you who was congratulated all on her own last time we were on a mission?"
"Well," --you glared at the rolling rice patties and hills of the countryside-- "I wasn't doing it on purpose like you did."
The last mission was a rescue because some idiot kids climbed a mountain without water, food, or proper gear and got stuck at the summit, where you both swooped in to save them.
"Besides," you stole a side-glance at Morro's lips, "I waited for you at the bottom of the mountain because you had to get that other kid who got lost. It wasn't my fault NGTV News came while you were gone."
"Uh-huh." Morro wasn't listening, smiling wide as if he were having the time of his life. He probably was, with the winds in his hair, and his angry girlfriend at his side. "What was that you were saying?"
You let out a long, frustrated groan, rolling your eyes, throwing your head to the side with a deep frown. "You're so, so annoying."
All that filled your ears were Morro's airy laughs. He reached over, grabbing your free hand and brushing his lips over your knuckles. "And you fall for it every, single time."
Your heart skipped a beat. "Because you distract me. Stupid." Morro fluttered his lashes, pointing to himself with great amusement. "Who, me?"
Your face began to warm as he kissed your hand like he were worshipping you. Despite how immature Morro was, he never failed to remind you how much he loved you. There was no doubt about it, he had you wrapped around his finger.
"Urgh, Morro." You pulled your hand back as if that would stop the heat gathering in your body. "I can't drive if you do that."
He only grinned wider.
When you'd finally reached the monastery and gotten out of the car, Morro didn't let you leave the garage. He pulled you in close from behind, the lights above casting deep shadows across his intense eyes.
"You're so adorable when you're annoyed." His voice was sultry, smoother than velvet as he whispered into your ear. "Are you still mad at me, (Y/n)?"
You unconsciously leaned into his touch, pressing your cheek against his and playing with his ebony hair absentmindedly. He smelled like a mountain's summit, fresh, revitalizing. "I'm not...mad." You were at a loss, swallowing thickly as his arms wrapped tenderly around your waist. "You're just a brat sometimes."
"And you're not, princess?"
You rolled your eyes, that was the same name you'd called him earlier for being so slow. He just loved to watch you fight and beat up people before swooping in fierce as the winds. "No," you spoke awkwardly, heat rising up to your already warm cheeks. "You just really get on my nerves."
The smirk rising to Morro's lips was nothing but trouble. He buried his face in your neck, breathing in your scent, memorizing the feel of your skin on his. Then he pulled away, breezing away towards the elevator with a chuckle. "You're so easy to tease."
"N-no I'm not." You chased after him, the elevator doors swishing behind you both. "You're just...you know." When the words refused to come, you pressed your lips into a thin line and glared up at him with knitted brows.
Morro wasn't intimidated and never could be when you looked oh-so-cute pouting and complaining and stamping your feet with a wave of your hands. He loved riling you up, it was just so, so funny.
And boy did it ignite something deep within.
The two of you exited, but before you could turn towards the living room to complain to the other ninja, Morro intertwined your hands and pulled you towards his room. He just kept on smirking that smirk that made your stomach tumble with butterflies.
"What," Morro said, casting you a side glance through his bands. "You're not gonna fight this time?"
You avoided his gaze, heart ramming against your chest. It had been a while since you'd both had any alone time with all the random missions traveling around Ninjago. "I never said I wasn't gonna fight."
"You'll change your mind once I'm through with you." The embarrassed look on your face made Morro want to ruin you. You were just so adorable.
The moment you were sealed in Morro's room was the moment you realised that everything he said, he meant. His lips crashed into yoirs and you didn't have a moment to breathe as the door shut with a gust of wind, his hands cupping your face in his hands, lips smashing aghressively together.
Heat gathered in your core as you draped your arms over his shoulders, a quiet moan escaping your lips. The wall was cool against your back, the air cold against your skin as Morro undid your gi and tossed it aside. "Morro," --he was already unclipping your bra like the damn freak he was-- "slow down. We just got home, aren't you hungry?"
He had to tear himself away to heed your words, eyes glassy, ebony hair falling against his flushed cheeks. "You called me a brat." His breath tickled your cheeks as he messily pressed hot, open mouthed kisses to your neck. "You said I was just so annoying."
You leaned into him, mouth falling open, a moan escaping your lips.
"I don't need to eat when you're right here."
Your knees went weak as he fondled your breaths, tugging and squeezing your hard nipples until you were hanging onto his shoulders to keep from collapsing. His hair was soft beneath your fingers as you dug them into his scalp, tugging, pulling. A low grunt escaped his lips, his bulge rubbing against your throbbing core.
"Argh," you bit your lip to keep from moaning too loud, "M-Morro..." Hot pleasure filled your system as he ground against you, hands planted at the sides of your head, breaths growing heavy and short.
He met your half-lidded eyes and you bit your lip, core soaking wet. He smiled because he knew. "Look at you, already falling apart when I've barely even touched you." His lips ghosted yours, and the air grew hot as he deepened the kiss, spit messily trailing down your chin.
He slipped his tongue into your mouth, cupping your chin in a hand, the other pinning your wrist above your head. "You're...so easy to to tease...you know that?" He played with the waistband of your trousers, feeling the hemline of your soaked underwear. "How am I supposed to keep my mouth shut when you're so adorable?"
Your heart rammed against your chest as Morro hooked his arms beneath you and lifted you like you weighed nothing. The blankets were soft beneath your bare, sweaty back, and the bed dipped as Morro climbed over. He dipped his hand beneath your trousers, pulling them off your legs before hovering above you. Hunger gleamed in his intense eyes, a hunger that made you want him even more.
With Morro's chest rising and falling, his hair draped across his flushed face, you were growing impatient. "Put it in." You cupped his cheeks, messily kissing his lips to get him to listen. "Please."
You were caged between his strong arms, the belt of his gi dangling across your bare stomach as he brushed the hair from your face. "Already begging to be fucked silly, huh?" His breath tickled your ear as he spoke, lips ghosting against your neck before he hungrily sunk his teeth into you. A gasp escaped your lips and you wrapped your legs around his waist, struggling to pull him closer, to feel his touch.
And damn it all. Morro watched without moving a muscle as you whined and bit your lip. "You're so mean--"
A gasp escaped your lips when Morro's cool hands ran down your breasts and lowered to your underwear. He tore it off and shoved his fingers into your soaking, throbbing core without warning. "Oh, I'm mean?" he said, raising a brow. "You don't get to walk around looking so damn pretty all the time, acting like you don't know what it does to me."
He curled his fingers until your back arched off the mattress, then lowered himself to kiss the fat of your thighs. "You want my dick? You gotta be a good girl first."
Morro bit into your thighs, licking, sucking until you were marked as his. He scissored his fingers inside, hitting that spot that made you squirm against the bed in pure, utter pleasure.
Until suddenly, those fingers were pulled away, leaving you empty and wanted for more. Rubbing your thighs togerher for friction did little to ease that aching desire throbbing in your system.
There was something so twisted about the way your boyfriend watched you struggle, biting your lip, wrapping your arms around his neck with a whine. "Morro..." you mumbled, babbling so cutely, so desperately. "I want you."
Urgh, you made him so hard. It was enough incentive for him to break some of the tough guy act just for you. Just because you asked so nicely.
"Be a good girl for me." He kissed you sweetly, tenderly. "And beg for what you want. Use your words."
It was so embarrassing and vulnerable being splayed out like this as Morro stayed atop you fully clothed, fully in control. He waited patiently as you squirmed, holding his hands as if it would make him give in. It didn't. You rubbed your thighs together again, averting your gaze to the side, face flaming. "I-I want you."
"Say it again." Morro trailed his hands along the lines of your abs, up your heaving chest as your body burned with want. "I want to hear your voice."
"I-I want you, Morro." you repeated. "Please."
He smiled and took off his shirt, revealing what you've yearned to see. "Good girl."
In a heart beat you were reaching for him, the firmness of his abs, his bare biceps, making your mouth water. He took his time taking off his trousers, his underwear that hid what you've waited so impatiently for. "You're so slow." you grumbled, taking in the gorgeous sight that was him "Hurry up."
"So needy. So demanding." Morro gave your thighs a squeeze and you draped them around his waist as he positioned himself, pushing into you without warning. "Look at you ordering me around...talking to me like you can just tell me what to do."
Each thrust had you arching your back off the mattress, squirming for a better angle, bucking your hips for more friction. You wanted--no, needed him. How could you not when he looked at you through his hair, through those beautiful eyes darkened with so much desire for you?
The pace was steady, easy like Morro's fighting style. He grabbed your wrists as you fisted the sheets, holding you down in place with each thrust. "Moan. I don't care if they hear you."
Waves of pleasure hurtled through your system but you kept your mouth shut. For teasing you so long, you wanted to make him wait instead of you. "N-no."
"No?" Morro languidly pulled out halfway, only to slam back into you at the angle that made your eyes roll back into your head. "You're forgetting who's in charge--"
Another thrust slammed into you and tears threatened to fall from your eyes.
"--who you should be listening to. You're so naughty, so needy all the time." That made your walls clench around him and he groaned in response, low, guttural. "You won't be quiet long."
That wasn't a statement you doubted the moment he flipped you on your back. Morro was rough, digging his hands through your hair, gripping towards your scalp. And oh, did you absolutely love it. A dazed smile rose to your face as Morro rolled his hips.
"You're so bad, enjoying this as I fuck you hard. You're not gonna walk tomorrow and everyone's gonna know exactly why." He held your hips, digging his fingertips hard to keep you from moving. You were just so bratty, thinking you could do anything you wanted.
Whatever, thought Morro.
He was going to teach you a lesson. He slapped your butt, watching in satisfaction as you buried your face in the pillows with a moan. It felt so good having him fill you up, hitting all the right places as he thrusted deeper and deeper into you.
And he cupped your breasts, trailed his hands along your back as you arched further into him. You couldn't stay quiet anymore as he gave your butt another slap, breaths hitching with each roll of his hips. "You always act so innocent until I have you like this, wet around my dick." He gave your hair a tug, listening contently as your mouth fell open in a lewd moan. "You're such a naughty girl."
"O-only for you." Your voice was breathy, a sweet sound to Morro's ears. He smiled. Finally, you were coming undone, unable to fight as he fucked you silly. It was a beautiful sound as you called his name. The bed creaked as Morro quickened the pace, your walls clenching as that high flooded your system.
Morro came with a low groan, heaving to try and catch his breath. He slowly dragged himself out of your core, tentatively helping your limp body on your back so he could see your dazed expression. His cool fingers made your sensitive body twitch as he curled them into your soaking core, watching you squirm, wrap your arms around his shoulders.
"M-Morro--!"
"Sh." He wasn't letting you go as you cried in overstimulation, gasping, digging your nails into his back. "Cum for me." A kiss to your forehead, another hefty moan, and you came, burying your face into his shoulder where his soft hair tickled your cheeks. You breathed in his scent as he gathered your sensitive body into his arms, letting out an airy breath.
"You're so horny." Morro mumbled into your hair, brows furrowing. "You really like it when I smack your butt?" The judgemental tone made you look up at him with a pout. "It's hot when you do that."
Morro felt his heart skip a beat, all that heat gathering down below again. He smiled and it grew into a teasing smirk.
Yeah, it was time for round two.