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Garou ~ Distraction

Contains: fem reader! Blood, vaginal sex, weapons, one sided argument

{it’s been a while. This has been sitting in drafts so I’ll finally post it}

Injured Garou

A sudden noise coming from your kitchen scared you out of your sleep. Your eyes grew widen as you reached for the kitchen under your pillow and the gun on the side of your nightstand. You stood up feeling your velvet nightgown hit your thighs as you slid the bedroom open glad you got the door fixed since it opened silently.

Your quiet footsteps guided you through the hallway, the cool wood floor making little to no sound. You felt a sudden breeze causing the hair on your arm to stand up, one glance told you that whoever is trying to rob you came from the balcony. With a deep breath you rounded the corner taking the gun off safety and pointing it at the intruder in the kitchen.

But when you saw the tuff of white hair peaking from behind the island counter you let out a breath of relief. “Garou.. you scared me.” You put the weapon back on safety as he turned to look at you. “What are you doing here. Thought I was a distraction?” You said annoyedly placing the knife and gun on the counter.

When you didn’t hear nothing a grunt you walked around seeing blood on the floor and the white haired male shuffling through the cabinets. “What happened!” You yelled with a gasp as the blood from his opened wound on his chest stained your gray floors.

“Fuck… I ran into Zombieman.” He spoke through his gritted teeth watching as you ran to the back and came back with a kit. “The bastard reopened my wound.” He moved his hand allowing you to look at the wound.

A sigh left your lips as you cleaned the wound before restitching it. “I told you. The S-class hero’s are no joke.. you had trouble with watch dog and his rank is 12.”

“Are you saying I can’t do it?” He grabbed your hands stopping you making you glance at him.

“I need to finish stitching you up. Let go.” You told him trying to move your hands but he didn’t let go. “Garou why are you so adamant about defeating the S-Class hero’s.”

“That’s none of your business.” He let go of your arm.

“But here you are! Bleeding on my floor once again having me stitch you up once again! You aren’t supposed to be here. Your words! You said I was distracting you from your goal!” You snapped at him staring him down.

“I know what I said. I’ll leave. I just came here for the supplies since I ran out. I didn’t ask you to do it.” He grumbled turning away from your eyes. He watched as you quickly stitched him up before trying to clean the blood on the ground before it stained.

Garou stood up taking the white wrap from the kit and wrapping his wound. He was turning to leave but stopped when he heard her sniff. He looked down watching her rinse the rag in the sink. “Why are you crying?” He spoke softly.

“Aren’t you supposed to be leaving? We can pretend this never happened.” She said eyes focused on the water from the sick but her voice was sad.

Garou sighed walking over to her. “You know I hate when you cry. So tell me.” He turned the water off grabbing her chin. She looked at him her eyes brimming with water and her tears staining her face.

“It hurts to see you. Garou.” She pushed him away walking to grab the weapons and put them back.

“I see you took my advice..” he said following her looking at the two items. It was to keep you safe he said last time they spoke. “I’m sorry. Okay but-“

“I’m a distraction yes. I know.” You sighed placing the weapons back and looked at him. “I told yoy I loved you and you didn’t say it back. I let you in despite everything. I hid you whenever they were looking for you! I put my job on the line for you many times. Garou and you know what you had to say.” You snapped at him tears still falling from your eyes.

“I said it-“

“I don’t care for your excuse Garou please just go.” You turned away from him. When you find hear anything you looked only to be caught off guard by him leaning forward kissing you. It felt like muscle memory the way your mouth moved in sync with his as he backed up till his was sitting on the bed.

He pulled you into his lap grunting from the pain silently. He breathed heavily once you pulled away resting his forehead on yours. “Garou-“

“I love you.” He said shocking you, you pulled away to look at his face seeing how sincere he looked in his eyes. “I just don’t want what I’m doing to fall on your shoulders. I don’t want you to get hurt when I defeat someone. What if I can’t protect you, I love you so much-“

You cut him off by grabbing his face leaning in kissing him. You pushed his shoulders down onto the bed, “I’ve waited so long for you to come back and say that.”

“This doesn’t-“

“Shut up and let me fuck you. We can worry about that another day.” You said in a low tone as your fingers glided over his toned torso carefully of his wound. He laid there in shock before letting out a chuckle. It was like flipping a switch, he loved it.

However his chuckle was cut short as you grind your hips against his. You pulled your panties off slowly giving him a show before you pulled his loose-fitting white martial arts pants off completely watching as his cock sprung forward.

Your mouth watered at the sight and you leaned forward licking up the side gathering the pre-cum on your tongue. You felt Garou shutter under you. You crawled forward position yourself over his erection you stared him in the eyes before slowly sinking down on him watching as he threw his head back in pleasure.

“Fuck.. I’ve missed you.” He spoke placing his hands on your waist. He helped guide you up and down till you began to go much faster on your own. With each rock of your hips his grip on your waist tightened leaving marks.

He leaned up as much as he could and pulled your nightgown over your head throwing it across the room before pulling you into a deep kiss. His hands now on your thighs helping you ride him while he kissed you. “Don’t leave again.” You moaned out as you pulled away using his shoulders to help you move up and down.

“I won’t leave you ever again.” He whispered kissing your neck. He felt your wall’s tighten around him before you released. He quickly thrusted in you before cumming as well. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.”

‍ ‍ 𖠵𖤥 𑁤 meanie.

𖠵𖤥 your ex husband, garou, tries to win you back, but you’re not playing his game. or are you?

𖠵 pairing › garou x black fem!reader.

𖠵 viewer discretion › ex husband!garou, headcannon format, lowercase intended, standing doggy, quiet sex, mention of kids, garou is the best dad, unprotected sex, pet names like mamas, baby, pretty, & princess, breeding?, garou tries his best to rekindle a broken relationship, small daddy kink.

exhusband!garou who claims that it’s mandatory for the two of you to have a family night with the kids to maintain the bond of a family. deep down you know it’s so he can lure his way back into your life. he’ll swing by on a friday night knowing the kids have their weekends off for school. greeting you with a loving hug, a bit too loving, his hands always finding themselves low on your backside as he kisses your cheek. you peel his hands off and roll your eyes after he says ‘missed you, mamas’ knowing full well what that nickname does to you. you swallow back your emotions, putting on a fake smile for the children who run into their father’s arms, garou lifting both the three and four year old up in his strong arms, spinning around pretending to be an airplane. their giggles making your heart warm.

exhusband!garou who comes up with the idea to cook as a family for dinner tonight, grabbing your ipad to look up some easy recipes the kids could participate in. pizza deciding to be the option considering it was simple and they could help out. the kids talk to their father about how daycare was going, new toys and games that they saw on commercial begging to have for either their birthdays or christmas. always stating ‘ask your mom’ while staring you hard in your face. you roll your eyes, countering ‘dad has the money, so.’ throughout the night you try your best to stay away from him, although he made it nearly impossible considering he’d brush by you, grabbing your waist and purposely making you feel his bulge, a deep ‘ ‘cuse me, mamas’ uttered with a sinister grin.

exhusband!garou who carry’s the kids to the upstairs bathrooms to clean off the flour they covered their faces and shirts in from kneading dough while the pizza cooked in the oven. as your daughter sits on the sink while garou wipes her face off with a warm soapy rag, you’re leaning against the frame of the open door, an endearing smile on your face. you missed seeing this, you had to admit. he’s such a good father, and nothing could take that from him. being separated is the hardest thing that happened for your children. you both try your best to maintain the family bond even through separate households, but it’s not easy. then, your daughter says something that made you freeze.

“when are you and mommy getting married again?”

garou’s eyes go wide, and you can see his reaction through the mirror’s reflection, swallowing hard. you cough. “we talked about this sweetie—“

seeing the frown on your daughters face made garou’s heart stop. he hears you sigh, muttering something about checking on the pizza and leaving the bathroom without another word. garou pinches the little girls cheek and tells her ‘don’t tell mommy, but i already bought her a ring.’ and it makes her whole face light up, including his sons. when the food is ready, the four of you enjoy it in the backyard where a fireplace resides and a projector plays the disney movie soul. it’s so awkward not having any conversation with each other. you’re both so deep in your thoughts to interact. it’s painful, if being honest. the person who you called your best friend, your lover, your husband or wife . . . is now a stranger.

it’s way past the kids bedtime. garou getting them ready for bed, slipping on their pajamas and kissing them goodnight as they drift off to sleep, being sure to keep their nightlight on. you’ve finished cleaning the kitchen and now you’re leaning against the staircase with your arms crossed and your head empty. garou stands beside you, thinking of what to say. he wanted to try and rekindle what the two of you had, but it’s clear you weren’t interested in having him back.

“goodnight, princess,” garou kisses your forehead before embracing you in a tight hug, as if this will be the last time he’ll see you. he just wanted to tell you he loved you through the warm embrace. as the skyscraper man begins to walk away, you find yourself grabbing his hand to stop him, a tiny ‘wait’ making his entire body heat up.

exhusband!garou who turns around and sees that look in your eye, a look he knows all too well. your lips between your teeth and the way you rub his knuckles a signal enough. you pull him closer, placing that hand you held to your neck. garou hisses as he bends down to your level, gripping your neck and pressing a kiss to your soft lips.

“c’mon, give daddy what he wants,” garou has his hands under your sundress now, kneading at the flesh of your ass and drawing you close with a hard spank. you whimper, body on fire, missing his touch so much you daydreamed about it every day. “hurry the fuck up.”

hooking your fingers onto your panties, you pull them down your thighs until they pool around your bare feet, stepping your cute periwinkle colored toes out of the lace. you pout. “you’re so mean.”

garou raises his brow at that, you’ve kept him waiting long enough. a big hand slipping between your thighs to press his slender fingers to your sluice clit, gasping and gripping his tshirt as he circles it. “yeah, but you’re wet.”

exhusband!garou who has the two of you by a closet around from the staircase with you bent over and his jeans at his ankles as he fucks you stupid, holding you tight in his arms, bear hugging you. he’s bullying your sloppy pussy open, your moans music to his ears, heavy, thick cock throbbing inside of you, so feral for you. it’s been way too long since he’s fucked you. “do you miss it, baby? think about me beating your pussy raw from time to time?”

“yesss,” you slur, eyes rolled back into your skull and losing all focus beside the way his dick slides in and out of you. garou lays his head on your back, grunting and yanking you back faster on his cock, thighs slapping against yours.

“i fuckin’ missed you too, baby. and your good fuckin’ pussy.”

it’s lewd the way you’re leaking down your thighs, garou thrumming his fingers over your clit to catch your climax, feeling so full, the lump in your tummy being proof.

“tell me you love me, or you can’t cum.”

you make a sound of annoyance, a long groan while pushing your ass back, making garou stumble a bit. he lifts his head, staring down at you, pushing your hair aside to see that tiny ‘g’ tatted on the back of your right earlobe. he knows how submissive you get when he nibbles there, so he does, a loud squeal coming from you before you’re slapping your hand over your mouth, paranoid that you’ll wake the kids. your pussy is squeezing him tight, garou keeping his strokes slow and deep, curved cock hitting all the right spots. you’re seeing stars now. his breath on your ear, his hands grazing your inner thighs and his dick altogether drives you insane. “i love you.”

he hears you, but he’s not satisfied. garou grins. “huh? i couldn’t hear you, wife. speak up for daddy.”

you grit your teeth, turning your head to look him in the eyes. yours drifted low, face all fucked out and it kills him. “i love you, stupid. now fuck me, please garou.”

“fuck, i love you too,” garou slides out, turning you and picking you up high, always scared when he does this because he’s super fucking tall. but you know he’ll never drop you. he has his forearms locked under your knees, pussy hovering right above his twitching dick he slams you down onto after your hands find themselves tangled in his hair.

“ooo, shit. ‘rou,” your cries fuel him even more, dragging you on his cock until the two of you cum together, faces screwed up in each others, gasping and moaning and you don’t bother scolding him about cumming inside of you because it felt so fucking good you go dizzy from it. you’re both messy in each others cum and sweat, garou kissing you more before slowly lifting you off his softening dick, carrying you to the downstairs bathroom for a shower.

lets just say the kids were ecstatic to see their dad laying in bed with mom again, jumping onto the bed early in the morning with giggles, garou promising to make pancakes and have a day at the park.

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link. had this position in my mind and needed to write it bc MMMM.