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I Want To Be There

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Shiu Kong x Reader

cw: sub!Shiu, phone sex, mutual masturbation, dirty talk, established relationship // wc: 1187 // [ao3] // an: this is the first of my Pathetic!JJKmen series, thank you to all who fed my delusions in this poll đŸ€­

Shiu clutched his phone in a white-knuckle grip, his teeth digging into his bottom lip. “Baby, you’re cruel.” 

Your breathing hitched as your hands dipped lower, curling a finger into yourself as you listened to him whine. “I know, I know,” you sighed. “But you love it, don’t you?”

His groan crackled through your speakers. “Fuck yes, love it when you’re mean to me
” You heard the faint sounds of skin on skin as he fisted himself to the sound of your voice.

You let out a gasp as you stroke yourself, letting him hear it along with the swish of your sheets as you squirm in pleasure. His heartbeat quickened, his mind racing with every variation of mental image he could conjure to fit the faint sounds you were allowing him to hear.

He was away for work so often, and though you did your best to grin and bear it, sometimes you just had to show him how much you missed him. Just had to make him listen to the sound of you coming undone, all by yourself, while he listened helplessly from whatever hotel room he was stuck in. 

“If only you were h-here
” you huff out, grinding down against your fingers, circling your clit ruthlessly as you chase your high. “But you’re so far away, don’t even care about me
”

Shiu closes his eyes, heat rushing to his cheeks. “Baby, you know I wanna be there. You know that, right?” He’s pleading, gravel-voice cracking as his hand speeds up, his cock flushed and aching at the lack of you. “You’re killing me, babydoll. S’not fair
”

You pout alone in your room, hoping he hears it. “What’s not fair is you leaving me here, all alone, forced to get off all by myself
”

He’s rapidly losing what’s left of his self-control, sure you can hear his heartbeat through the phone. “Princess, if I was there right now
” He moans raggedly, working himself furiously, wishing it was your tight heat enveloping him instead of his calloused palm.

“What would you do?” You ask, desperate to know, desperate to make him tell you.

“I’d kiss you senseless. I’d take your breath away, make you forget your name, I’d worship that perfect pussy, make sure you felt how crazy you make me, goddamn
”

“Mmmm, I don’t know if you would. Sounds to me like work is more important, hmm?” You tease yourself, putting the perfect amount of pressure on your swollen clit, imagining it’s his fingers, his tongue.

“N-no, baby, fuck no, you know I had to go on this trip, c’mon, don’t do this to me,” he whimpers out. Such a delicious, needy sound. You can see the flush on his stubbled cheeks, the sweat on his hairline as he arches into his own touch. 

“Spit on it,” you whisper.

“What?” 

“You heard me. Spit on it. Wanna hear how messy you are for me,” you say softly, knowing the words will send him spiraling. You hear him swallow and the sound of him shifting nervously.

“Yeah? That’s what you want, princess?”

“Mhmm.” You wait.

You hear him suck in a breath, then the unmistakable sound of him spitting on his own cock. It’s dirty, it’s degrading, and it makes you throb, from the obedience even more than from the wet plaps of him thrusting hard into his spit-soaked hand. 

“Good boy, Shiu,” you purr, and he moans louder, chest heaving as he gasps. He’s burning up, sweat pooling at the back of his neck and behind his knees.

“Miss you so bad, baby, miss you so bad it hurts, never gonna leave you again, gonna quit my job,” he babbles, head falling back as he chases his high.

“Don’t you dare come until I do,” you warn, adding moans of your own to his chorus as you circle your clit faster, harder, tracing the frantic patterns that never fail to get you off.

“I won’t,” he answers instantly, and you love that he knows his place.

“You’re so naughty, baby,” you coo. “All hot and desperate just from my pretty voice, huh?”

“Yes, yes, you sound incredible, you know what it does to me,” he almost sobs, using all his strength to hold himself back, to wait for you.

You reach for the vibrator on your nightstand and flick it on, holding it against your clit with an overstimulated shudder. “Keep talking,” you pant, closing your eyes as you near your peak. 

“Princess, I’ll do anything you say,” Shiu sighs, the slick glide of his fist slowing as he focuses on you. “I’m yours, is that what you wanna hear? I’m yours, always have been, always will be, you’re everything to me baby,” he murmurs.

“Mmmmngh too
sweet,” you grit out, grinding down hard against the toy in your hand. 

He’s stunned to silence for a moment, a blush creeping up his neck as he continues in a lower voice, “Too sweet, hm? I get it, you want me to say something filthy, something to show you how bad I wish it was me between your legs instead of that stupid little toy. You’re killing me, princess.” Another ragged breath. “I’m your slut, yeah? You’ve got me jerking off like some teenager in this goddamn hotel, getting off to the sound of your breathing as you fuck yourself
” 

Your thighs tense, trembling as you get closer, as you hear Shiu confess to you.

“...and I love it. I love being your slut, love when you torture me over the goddamn phone. If I were there I’d show you, get on my knees and drown in you, wouldn’t waste a drop
” He pumps his fist faster again, desperate to get off, drunk on the image of you and the mewling, gasping sounds that spill from his phone. “Fuck baby, please, I’m so close
”

You imagine the angry flush of his cock, the precome dribbling from the swollen tip, the throb of it, rock-solid in his hand. “Shiuuuu,” you moan, your orgasm rushing over you, brutal and intense. You clench the sheets in your hands, muffling your moans into your pillow, your phone close enough to capture everything and send it to your desperate lover.

Shiu recognizes the sound of your release, and gratefully, mercifully, thrusts up into his fist with your name on his lips. He comes hard, thick ropes of creamy white come that mix with the spit already coating his length. He shudders as he goes limp. “Baby, you kill me,” he groans.

You shed the dominant persona as you ride out the last waves of your orgasm, nothing left but the ache of being by yourself in the too-big bed. “I miss you, Shiu,” you whisper, vulnerable in the aftermath. 

“I miss you too, princess. I’ll be home soon,” he says softly.

“Be careful, okay?”

“I always am.”

“Can you stay on the phone tonight?”

“I always do.” You hear the warm smile in his voice. The crackle of static connects you as you both get comfortable in your separate rooms, drawn to sleep by the slow, steady sigh of each others’ breathing.


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Princess Treatment - Shiu Kong

Your partner helps you relax after a long day of work. ♄ Ft. fem!Reader, switch!Shiu, massage, sex in a bubble bath, drinking, dirty talk. // wc: 5.2k // [ao3] [masterlist]

“I’m home, princess,” Shiu called. He shrugged off his jacket and loosened his tie as he let himself in, looking for you. “You still awake?” It was already dark out, work having kept him out late like it often did. He’d missed you, but wasn’t about to wake you up if you’d drifted off without him.

“I’m in here,” you called back distractedly. Papers littered your desk and spilled into your lap, most of them already covered in scrawls of red ink. Your editing work tended to ebb and flow, but you were very much caught up in a flow. Shiu followed the sound of your voice and leaned against the doorframe of your office, smirking a little at your frazzled state. 

“Babydoll, you ever heard of work-life balance?” He folded his arms with a pointed glance at his watch. 

“Look who’s talking,” you grumbled. “You were supposed to be home hours ago.” His face softened as he crossed the room to you and draped his arms over your shoulders. 

“I know, you’re right. Pot, kettle, huh?” He rested his chin on your head and slid his hands down your sides, squeezing softly. “I missed you too.” You rolled your eyes, but let the quip pass. 

“Mhm.” You caught his wandering hands in your own and placed a soft kiss on his knuckles. His scent wrapped around you, taking you out of your work-induced haze. Shiu smelled like cheap cologne, expensive cigarettes, the leather of his car. He smelled like home. “I haven’t had time to make anything for dinner,” you murmured, lips still ghosting over his fingers as you apologized. 

“Don’t be ridiculous, I know you were working too.” He extricated one hand to pull up a delivery app on his phone. “What can I getcha?” He named a few of your favorite restaurants as he scrolled down the list, nodding like he’d guessed it already when you settled on a curry rice place. “Okay. Your usual, coming up.” He didn’t even need to ask, had memorized your go-to orders a long time ago. 

When the order went through, he set his phone down with a dramatic gesture. “No more work, okay? For either of us.” He gently coaxed you out of your desk chair into his arms. “Now. How can I relax my princess?” One hand splayed across the small of your back while the other rubbed soothing circles against your hip. You sighed and slumped into his embrace, more than willing to let him pamper you.

He smirked, loving the effect that a simple touch had on you. “How about a massage?” He leaned in to whisper against your ear. “I know you love my hands on you
” 

“That would be amazing.” 

“Say no more.” He scooped you easily into his arms and cradled you against his chest as he headed for your shared bedroom. You just had time to question the smirk on his face before he dropped you on to the bed, knocking the air from your lungs. He climbed up after you and settled his elbows on either side of your head, smiling down sweetly enough that you couldn’t stay mad. He nudged you to roll over, then straddled your hips and got to work kneading the knots in your neck. 

You hummed appreciatively, already melting as his strength was put to perfect use. He used just enough pressure as his skilled fingers massaged the places where you held all the tension of the long day. His hands were warm and rough, slipped under your collar like a secret. “My poor baby, you’re so stiff,” he chided softly, “need to take better care of yourself.” 

Limp and languid under the pleasurable ache of his attention, you couldn’t argue. He slid one hand up to massage the base of your scalp, sending tingles down your spine. His other hand patiently loosened your clenched jaw. “That’s it, love.” He praised you as you relaxed underneath him. Satisfied with your upper body, he shifted lower, the weight of him warm and solid against your thighs as he traced down your spine.

You felt like you were being deliciously uncoiled, your lover’s hands soothing every knot and ache. “Mmm, Shiu, you’re so good at this,” you moaned, muffled into a pillow as he leaned down to kiss your neck.

“Flattery will get you everywhere,” he grinned, at your lower back now. His fingers fanned over your pelvis, only stilling when you let out a hiss of pain and pleasure. “Want me to be more gentle?” 

“No, this is perfect.” He nodded and continued more carefully, patient and focused on your body. You were very nearly asleep by the time he was satisfied, woken by a soft squeeze of your cheeks.

“Can’t fall asleep without dinner.” You blinked up at him.

“Is it here yet?” He checked his phone and shook his head, laughing at your tired pout. 

“I have an idea of how we can pass the time. You didn’t think I was done treating my girl yet, did you?” He swung himself off the bed and held out a hand. “Why don’t I run you a bath. Plenty of bubbles, maybe a little wine
”

“Will you join me?” The man laughed out loud, his eyes crinkling. 

“Princess, if I ever say no to that you can divorce me on the spot.” You couldn’t help joining in with his laughter.

“We’re not even married.”

“Damn, I haven’t asked you yet? Gotta get on that,” he teased as you followed him to the bathroom. 

Shiu’s place was luxurious in every way- that is, in his way, understated in places like the high-tech kitchen and ostentatious in a place like this- his dark wooden bathroom with a tub that you could swim laps in. It had ostentatious gold feet, flanked by the fluffiest towels you’d ever felt and a bamboo tray of what you were sure were stupidly fancy soaps and oils. One of the many unexpected perks of getting involved with someone in Shiu’s
particular line of work.

He deposited you on the cool marble countertop as he ran the bath and poured in something that filled the room with a sweet, heady steam. He lit a series of tall taper candles that cast a golden, flickering light on the walls. As the water rose, he returned to you and slid his hands underneath your shirt. You leaned back to let him in and shrugged off the top, obediently lifted your hips as he tugged off your sweats and left them both in a heap on the floor. 

No matter the circumstance, Shiu looked at you like you were a goddess. And here, now, shrouded in steam and perched like a sculpture on his counter- his heart skipped a beat and came back racing. He couldn’t help but bend to latch his lips to your neck, sucking softly enough to make you squirm without bruising. As much as he liked to remind you who you belonged to, he rarely left marks on your smooth skin, couldn’t justify marring something so sublime just for his own urges. 

He was making his way down to your breasts when you tugged at his hair, pointed back to the nearly-overflowing tub. He scowled and debated letting it run over before untangling from you with a sigh. “Got a little carried away, can you blame me?” His gaze ran hungrily over your form again as you made your way to the tub and eased into the hot water with a moan.

Shiu was right behind you, breathing a little harder at the sound you made. “You can’t make those sounds,” he pleaded as he stripped off his own clothes. You loved watching him undress, the slow reveal of the hard planes of his chest and his corded arms as he unbuttoned. You whistled as his slacks pooled at his ankles, and he blushed and looked away. The man who bullied assassins for a living was flustered by your desire.

You made room for him as he stepped in beside you, echoing your sigh as the warm water soothed his own aching muscles. Though there was plenty of room for the both of you, he pulled you into his lap. Fragrant bubbles reached all the way to your chin.

“Thank you, baby,” you said happily. “This is exactly what I needed.” He wrapped his arms around your waist in reply, letting you feel every ridge of muscle and valley of softness in his body. The vulnerability he offered you was something very few people got to see, and you never took it for granted.

He reached over to turn off the tap then held you tighter as the steaming water lapped against your chest. He pressed his lips to your shoulder and promised against your skin, “I’ll always give you what you need. Always.”

“You never let me doubt it,” you murmured back, letting your head fall against his shoulder. A wave of affection hit Shiu. He loved how much you trusted him, how you never doubted his devotion. That didn’t mean he’d ever stop proving it to you, though. He turned his head to kiss your temple, long fingers tracing lazy patterns against your skin. 

You kissed him back on every inch of skin you could reach, his jaw, his cheek, his lips. Shiu tightened his arms around your waist as he returned the kiss fervently. You covered his eager hands with your own, guiding them across your curves with gentle insistence. His breath hitched, his voice a low, soothing murmur as it followed his lips down your neck. “Just relax, princess. Lean back and let me worship you like you deserve.” 

You felt him grin against your skin and melted further, flushed and loose-limbed in the warm water. “You treat me too well, Shiu.”

“No such thing when it comes to you,” he muttered back, intent on lavishing every inch of your skin with ardent kisses. He could still feel tension in your shoulders, and wanted to do all he could to ease it. He began to massage you again, harder now, confident that he could balance any temporary discomfort with his mouth. His broad hands slid along your spine, lowered to your thighs. 

His body was pressed firmly against yours, his growing arousal evident against your back. But he made no move to escalate things further yet. Shiu was focused solely on soothing you. His hands sprawled over the fat of your thighs, squeezing deliciously. A moan slipped past your lips before you could stop it, and you felt his cock twitch against your ass. 

“I love hearing the sounds you make when I treat you right,” he chuckled roughly into your hair. He dragged you back against his lap, fighting the urge to roll his hips up into yours. “You’re so perfect, so beautiful, all mine
” 

“I don’t know what I did to deserve you,” you said dreamily.

Shiu laughed, shook his head in affectionate disbelief. “You didn’t have to do anything.” His lips were at your ear. “You just had to exist,” he kissed the corner of your mouth. “Just as you are. To deserve all my love.” 

You shifted to face him, starry-eyed. “I love you so damn much.”

His face crinkled in a genuine smile as he lifted a hand to gently cup your cheek. His thumb traced your contour of your cheekbone reverently. “And I love you just as damn much.” His lips captured yours in a tender kiss, all his emotion poured into the way his mouth fit against yours. He felt you smile against his lips, dizzy with affection or maybe the clouds of steam that haloed you both. He was drunk on the way you reciprocated every gesture, returned his love so wholeheartedly. He kissed you deeper, his tongue sliding into your mouth in a slow, sensual dance. He dragged his hand from your cheek to the back of your neck, needing you closer. 

“Shiu
” you murmured, eyes shut and lips parted underneath him.

“Yeah, angel?” His body thrummed with desire, his restraint fraying at the heat of your body against his. “You want something, baby?” He pressed his lips to your pulse point, felt the rapid thrum of your heartbeat against his mouth. “Whatever you want, it’s yours.”

You moan at the soft intensity of his words. “I want you to feel loved, Shiu. Want you to know how bad I need you, want you to feel as safe as you make me feel
”

He pressed his forehead to yours with a ragged sigh. “You have no idea how much I want you. How badly I need you. You- you make me feel things I didn’t even know were possible before I met you.” He pulled back to look into your eyes. “You make me feel loved, desired, safe
all at once. You make me feel invincible. Whole.”

You pressed him back against the wall of the tub, both hands on his cheeks as you kissed him fiercely. You swirled your tongue into his mouth and he met you eagerly, trembled  in your grasp. His hands danced over your skin, more possessive than he had allowed himself to be all night.

“God, you drive me insane,” he mumbled into your mouth, voice hoarse with desire. You could feel the insistent press of his stiff cock against your stomach now, impossible to ignore as you straddled his thick thighs. He rocked his hips against you once, twice, aching for friction in the wet slick of the bathwater. “Want to make you feel good, feel everything I feel for you
”

“You make me feel incredible. Always do. Always know just what I need.” 

He grinned at that, peppered kisses down your shoulder. “And I always will. I’m gonna spend the rest of my life making you feel like this. Like you’re the most precious, desired woman in the world.” Shiu was desperate for more of your taste, your touch, all of you. “Just tell me what you need, what you want,” he begged.

You smiled back breathlessly, happy and wildly turned on in the way he always managed to make you. But you wanted to work him up even more. You leaned in close, whispered into his ear. “I want
” you traced his inner thigh with your fingertips, sending sparks down his spine, “a drink.” 

He groaned as you sat back with a smirk, his heart racing. “Some wine, huh?” His voice was strained, but he tried to keep it smooth. “That can be arranged.” His pupils were blown wide with want as his eyes raked your figure hungrily. 

You nod, giddy as you tease him. “You did promise me wine and a bath, lover.” 

He laughed softly, a mix of amusement and desire. “That I did, sweet thing.” His grip tightened on your hips. “And I always keep my promises to you. Though I wouldn’t mind watching you get the drinks yourself
you’re quite the sight right now.” He let his gaze linger pointedly at the swell of your breasts just above the waterline. “Been missing my favorite view.” 

“Oh yeah?” You leaned forward as if to kiss him again, but ducked to lick a long stripe up his neck before quickly getting out of the bath. He gasped, the unexpected sensation sending a jolt of pleasure straight down his spine. He watched as you stood up, drinking in your body with unabashed lust. 

“You’re a tease, you know that? But I love it. I love how confident and sexy you are, princess. And I can’t wait to get my hands on you
among other things.” You giggled and slowly twirled for him. His heart raced as you showed off for him.

You reached for a towel and wrapped it low on your waist. “Try not to miss me too much while I get our drinks, okay?”

“Hurry back, baby, or I’ll have to come and find you,” he warned, voice thick with desire. 

You blew him a kiss and swayed your hips as you walked out of the bathroom. You made your way to the kitchen and poured a glass of wine for yourself, then mixed an Old Fashioned for Shiu. His eyes lit up as you came back, barely able to look away from your tits to see the drinks in your hand. 

“Aww, look at you, all domestic,” he teased with a smirk. Shiu emerged from the water like a Greek God, dark hair plastered to his forehead in curls, rivulets of water running down the lean muscles of his chest, his stomach, his thighs
 your mouth went dry, and you took a long sip of the rich wine. He knew he looked good, winked at you as he stepped out and slung a towel around his waist. “Gimme that Old Fashioned, baby.”

“Is that what they’re calling it now?” You teased, and he rolled his eyes as you handed it over.

“Thank you, angel.” He closed his eyes as he tasted the cocktail, relishing the familiar burn of the whiskey. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer. “Cheers.”

You clinked your glass against his and echoed the toast. He savored another sip before setting the drink down on the edge of the tub. He gently brushed a strand of hair away from your face, his gaze soft and affectionate. As sweet as it was, you were impatient, pulled him closer until you were crowded back against the marble counter and flush against the heat of him. 

He dipped his head to your neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive flesh as you trembled beneath him. One warm hand slid under the edge of your towel, his touch burning a path along your thigh. You clung to him, tilted your head to give him better access, fought to get the words out between gasps. “The bath is gonna go cold
” 

Shiu sighed and paused his assault on your neck, breath hot and ragged. “You’re right, but I’ll be damned if I don’t want to let you go right now.” 

“Who said you had to let go?”

“You’re a damn temptress, you know that?” He picked you up in a swift, fluid motion, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. With a few long strides he carried you back to the tub and lowered you both into the water with a splash. You laughed as you fell, clinging to his neck. The sound of it only filled him with more want, more desire- he pulled you against him with a swirl of still-steaming water, the bubbles long since dissolved into sweet foam. His hands roamed over your wet skin, claiming every inch for his own. 

“Mmm, you taste like whiskey,” you said against his lips. “Have some wine.” You slipped your tongue into his mouth, the taste of both drinks mingling as you devoured him. The room seemed to shrink as Shiu shuddered in your embrace, the world narrowing to your shadows in the candlelight, the heady movement of your lips against each other, his hands in your hair.

“You’re so sweet. Taste so damn good,” he rasped. He dropped his hand between your thighs, his touch rougher now, needy. “I can’t get enough of you.”

“You have all of me,” you whispered, sliding your hands across his back. You arched your hips up into his grasp, couldn’t help smirking when his body followed your lead instantly. You could feel the insistent twitch of his cock beneath you and wiggled your hips back just enough to make him swear under his breath. He tightened his grip on your waist, lifted you to straddle his lap. 

He swallowed your moans, shot through with desire. “Wanna take care of you, show you how much I adore you,” he dragged his lips across your collarbone, lower, nipped at your soapy tits. You knew he wouldn’t go further unless you asked, and god did you want him to go further. 

“Need you, need to feel you inside me,” you panted, arms thrown limply over his broad shoulders. His breath caught on the needy words, and he almost broke then and there.

“Yeah, you want me to fuck you, princess?” The words burned hot against your chest.

“Don’t wanna be able to walk after. Gonna need you to carry me everywhere,” you pleaded with a breathless laugh.

He knew you were mostly joking, but the idea still sent a possessive thrill through Shiu. “That so?” He held you down harder, so there was no mistaking the throb of his cock between your legs. “You want me to wreck you?”

“Ohhh, yes
” He rocked his hips up against you again, his swollen head at your core, teasing and tantalizing. He lifted you by the thighs, holding you open in the swirling water. 

“You ready for me?” 

“Please, baby
”

Shiu’s breath caught at the need in your voice. “Begging already? You know what that does to me.” His voice was raw. He braced one hand against the edge of the tub, the other holding your hips in place, thighs spread open. You dug your nails into his shoulders, your cunt already slick and clenching in anticipation. 

He moaned at the feeling of you, somehow wetter even than the water surrounding your bodies. You were radiating heat. “You want me that badly, princess?”

“Don’t be mean Shiu,” you whined, desperate, tired of the teasing though you had been the one to start it.

He couldn’t deny you what you wanted, not when you begged so prettily. “Yeah baby, I hear you,” he growled. “I’ll give you what you need.” With one swift motion, he pulled you down on his cock and bucked his hips up, a cry spilling from his lips at the sudden relief. The familiar stretch was delicious, the first few inches of his considerable length driving the last remnants of the day’s stress from your mind. He felt the shift in you, the way your eyes rolled back as he pushed past the first tight ring of muscle, and grinned fiercely. 

“Love fucking you dumb, angel,” he groaned, pulling back just enough to leave you gasping with the loss before slamming back up, filling you to the hilt. Or what you thought was the hilt- you were already grinding down against his pelvis when he rocked up harder, forcing himself in further from the new angle. It knocked the air from your lungs and you crumpled into him, moaning even louder. 

“Shh, I’ve got you,” he soothed, the gentle words a contrast to the insistent throb of his cock deep in your womb. He held you in place, not letting you move just yet, the need to take this slowly at war with the urge to claim you ruthlessly. You whined, tried to bounce against him, but he held you firm. “Just give me a moment,” he rasped, “don’t want to hurt you
”

You sighed and held tighter to him as you waited, until the burn had softened to a dull warmth. He noticed your softening, pulled your arms tighter around his chest. “Gonna start moving again,” he warned, ghosting his lips over the base of your neck like an apology for the harsh strokes he began to subject you to. 

His head fell back as he lost himself, enveloped in the tight, slick heat of you- the closest thing to the divine he’d ever felt. “God, you feel incredible,” he breathed, awed and needy and aching with every drag against your clinging walls. He was slow, controlled, deliberate, made you feel every pulse of his veins as you sucked him in. 

The water swirled around you as he lifted and dropped you on his cock, sheathing himself deeper and deeper each time. Fucked dumb, you raked your nails down his back. Shiu’s hips stuttered, rhythm lost as he shuddered under you. 

“Yeah, princess, scratch me up,” he groaned, “wanna feel you everywhere.”

You gripped him harder, left crescent-moon evidence behind of your manicured nails on his skin. He chuckled and palmed your ass under the water. “Want more, baby?”

“Anything you want,” you huffed. “I can take it.” You emphasized the point with a tug at his hair, fingers tangled in the close-cropped strands. He let his head fall back in your grip, still laughing, the rumble in his chest going straight to your needy hole. 

He loved this side of you, felt the want lick through him like fire at the sharp little tug of your hand in his hair. He sped up, caught his bottom lip between his teeth as he bucked into you harder, eyes locked on the way your flesh rippled at the force.

The heat in his eyes made you feral, made you beg shamelessly into his neck, made you reach a desperate hand to your throbbing clit. He shifted slightly to give you more access, sought out the places inside you that he knew would drive you crazy. “Want it rough, baby? Such a good girl, taking everything I give you.”

“God, yes, please, Shiu, fuck me,” you mewled into his mouth, eyes squeezed shut as you rubbed frantic circles on your twitching clit. 

“That’s what I wanna hear, angel. Gonna make you forget your own name.” His breath heaved, body drawn taut as a bowstring as he worked you over. His muscles would burn later, make him stiff in the morning, but he didn’t care. Nothing mattered but the way you felt around him. His fingers were locked on the soft fat of your hips, sure to bruise in the shape of his powerful grip. 

His confident voice was strangled now, his control slipping further as you clung to him and moaned. “Can’t get enough of the sounds you make, can’t get enough of your body, so perfect for me
” He suddenly flipped to press you against the side of the bathtub, held down and fucked breathless as he chased your contact, your friction. He angled his hips to slam into the spot that had you seeing stars, groaned at the way your cunt spasmed around him.

“Fuuckk Shiu, you’re so deep.” You curled your fingers around the edge of the tub, hung on for dear life as water slopped onto the spotless floor. 

“That’s the spot, huh baby? Feel your pretty pussy milking me, fuck.”

“Yes, yes, I’m all yours, baby, you own me,” you babbled. You rolled your hips back to meet each thrust, slick skin sticking deliciously to his torso as he rutted up into you. 

His precision gave way to urgency as you whispered filthy words into his ear, sweat and suds stuck to your cheeks, the curls of soft hair on his heaving chest. “You feel so goddamn good, like you were made for me, princess.”

“I was, was made for you, I’m your cocksleeve,” you murmured, the words spilling out without thought as you were lost in pleasure. 

His answer was a strangled laugh, a deep blush spilled across his cheeks. “You’re gonna kill me, talking like that,” he shivered, hips sloppy and reckless against you as he bullied his cock deeper. “Don’t fucking stop.”

How could you deny him? “I’m your good girl, your slut, your pretty little toy- mmmmphh
!” He cut you off with a fierce kiss, swallowed the rest of your filthy words. He squished your cheeks in one hand, held you tight against him as he devoured you, so deep that you felt him in your stomach. You couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, just needed more and more of this, falling up into your peak. 

He was right beside you, helplessly confessed it against your ear, “I can’t hold on much longer, angel, I’m so close, please
”

You eagerly took the power he offered up, tilted your head in a teasing little gesture like he didn’t just have your eyes rolling back. “Please what?”

He bit his lip, hung his head against your neck as he caught his breath. “Please, keep talking to me like that, please.”

“You like when your pretty baby talks dirty?” He shuddered, nodded, hid his face in your neck. Your own orgasm was imminent, coiled behind your navel and sparking down your spine. You couldn’t be mean to him, not when he’d been so sweet all night. You cupped the back of his head, held him even closer. “Mmm you’re so fucking deep, make me feel so good
want you to fill me up, make me yours...”

He whimpered something affirmative that slipped down your collarbone, settled between your legs. You pressed back against him, rode him harder, met every stuttered thrust with your own grinding arch.

You read each other instinctively, with the blind trust that had been part of your relationship since the beginning. Your bodies fit together perfectly, like they’d never meant to be apart. Shiu’s heart beat wildly at your back, matching the frantic fluttered pulse in your clit as you stroked yourself to your peak. Sharp teeth closed on your shoulder as you came, as the feeling of you clamped around his weeping cock undid him. 

“Come for me, angel,” you ordered through gritted teeth, and he obeyed, surged forward to cover your mouth with his, caught your silent scream between his teeth as he came hard, hot pulses of thick white cream filling the deepest parts of you. 

His body trembled, slumped against you. Shaky hands pulled you flush to his sweaty chest as he fought to catch his breath, your own body limp and spent. “You’re incredible,” he murmured, swollen lips caressing your jaw, your neck, your chest. “So goddamn perfect, I’m all yours
no one else could ever do this to me.”

You closed your eyes, leaned back to urge him lower, sleepy and beyond satisfied as the bath water slowly cooled. He slipped out of you with muffled apologies, brought soothing fingers to cup your well-used pussy. “We’re made for each other,” you sighed dreamily, reached for the glass of wine you’d left behind, passed Shiu his cocktail. 

“Damn right we are, princess. Couldn’t imagine my life with you.”

You grinned, clinked your glass against his. “Cheers to that, my love.”

“Cheers indeed.” He sipped the whiskey, savored the burn, eclipsed by the fire still smoldering through his limbs. “To us, to our life together.”

Across the room, still bathed in golden light from the melting candles, his phone pinged with your food delivery, but neither of you were in a hurry to disentangle from each other. You couldn’t remember that you’d ever been stressed at all. 

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if you made it this far I love you, have a forehead kiss! This ended up being SO much longer than I planned!! Happy Kinktober Shiu Nation <3


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8 months ago

WHERE, OH, WHERE IS MY FOUR-LEAF CLOVER?

Falling in love is kind of weird. I don't do it, but I know that's the general sentiment. But, it gets weird and awkward if you fall in love with your best friend. A word to the wise: tread carefully!

The jjk characters are your friends that you're crushing on!

Part 1 Including: Gojo, Nanami, Yaga, Yuki, Shoko, Kashimo, Ijichi, Kusakabe & Utahime Part 2 Including: Geto, Toji, Choso, Ino, Higuruma, Sukuna, Uraume & Shiu

CW: fluff, profanity, little bit of jealousy, drunk texting, mention of blood tests, insulting language.

A/N: I had to move utahime to the first part bcuz I went overboard :) enjoyyyy.

MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT

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4 months ago

<Ring ring ring>

Toji: yeaaaaah

Shiu: get up dick head, theres money outside

Toji: Cant. Give it to someone else

Shiu: *pulls phone away from ear to see if he called the right person*

Shiu: this is Fushiguro right? Fuck you mean no? I said theres money outside...

Toji: mufucka im not deaf. I said give it to someone else!

Shiu: ok now im intrigued. So whats up? Finally wanna admit youre getting too old for this or what?

Toji: *laughs* naw naw. My girls in the luteal phase.

Shiu: ........

Toji: yeah, see if you called me during her follicular phase, Id be game. Maybe even during ovulation if it wasnt a long job. But this week? Naw..no can do.

Shiu: do i even wanna know wtf any of that means?

Toji: you should, old as you are. Now if you’ll excuse me..I hear growling coming from the back room so..See you next week. Or not..who knows?

Shiu: but..

<call ended>

tojisth3rdwife - TojiBebeMama

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5 months ago

ANOTHER WIN FOR ALL 23 SHIU FANS ( ÂŽ â–œ ` ).ïœĄïœâ™Ą

IS IT THAT SWEET? I GUESS SO. W. Shiu Kong .
IS IT THAT SWEET? I GUESS SO. W. Shiu Kong .
IS IT THAT SWEET? I GUESS SO. W. Shiu Kong .

IS IT THAT SWEET? I GUESS SO. w. shiu kong ⋆.˚ ᥎êȘ«

── ask content. “i gotta know, outside of the fwb!shiu au, what are your sfw and NSFW headcanons about him?”

sfw

negligent in keeping a normal sleep schedule, but when you’re with him he’s sleeping like a baby tucked between your breasts, arms wrapped around your lower waist, almost drooling on your shirt and you’ve never seen him this relaxed. he comes home late and just drops on you, easily drifting to sleep two minutes later.

a very well hidden case of chronic stress. he’s working a dangerous job with dangerous clients, which couldn’t be more stressful— even more when his client’s a greedy fool who kills teenagers. shiu has worked in the field enough time to make it unseen, but his stress level is constantly on a high, and guess who he goes to when it’s too much.

nonchalantly allows you to spend his money. he’s greedy with anyone else but you. you’ve got the password for his card and he’s even bought a credit card to your name in case anything happens. 'y/n kong' is written on the backside, with a more-than-generous credit limit.

makes time for you even with his fucked up schedule. he’s taking you out on expensive dates just to watch you parade in that pretty little dress he bought you days prior. it’s often 4-5 stars restaurants or breathtaking views.

he’s leaving early in the morning and doesn’t want to wake you up? there are flowers on the counter with a sweet note. you fell asleep waiting for him when he works late? beautiful flowers in the room when you wake up. you’re pissed at him for some stupid shit he did? no, you’re not. not when you’ve got flowers in your hands and he’s taking you to your favourite restaurant to make up for your stupid argument.

nsfw

knows how to properly enjoy every women’s features. he’s an ass and a boobs man, but also a thighs, waist, shoulders, eyes and lips man. he’s attracted to every part and shows his undeniable obsession when his hands travel from your hips to your back and to the nape of your neck to your sweet lips.

loves fucking you from behind. the sweat dripping from the curve of your back all the way to the flesh of your ass does things to him. while he plants his nails around your waist to steady the pace, he can’t help but get a mental picture of the addictive features of his beautiful girl.

takes a puff between kisses and blows the smoke into your mouth, intoxicating you further with the euphoric taste.

shiu ‘just one last time’ kong, but the next thing you know, he’s got you in a nasty mating press, ready to fuck his cum into you and bring both of you to yet another orgasm.

he’s truly obsessed. when he comes back home, he barely has removed his jacket when he cages you in the corner of the room, his hand buried under your shirt with a cocky smirk. he doesn’t remove anything but lower his pants and it’s sloppy and rough when he fucks into you.

the most silent man ever, but when he does make sound, it might be what finishes you right off. it’s guttural groans and heavy breathes against the crook of your neck.

he insist you speak his name, though. the quivering word that come out of your puffy lips leaves his cock pulsating. he definitely gets hard from it.

cigarettes. after. sex.

@honeyandbiscuitandtea-cafe for being equally if not more obsessed over the man as i am <𝟑

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5 months ago

SUB SHIU MY DARLING ♡♡

Shiu Kong x Reader

cw: sub!Shiu, phone sex, mutual masturbation, dirty talk, established relationship // wc: 1187 // [ao3] // an: this is the first of my Pathetic!JJKmen series, thank you to all who fed my delusions in this poll đŸ€­

Shiu clutched his phone in a white-knuckle grip, his teeth digging into his bottom lip. “Baby, you’re cruel.” 

Your breathing hitched as your hands dipped lower, curling a finger into yourself as you listened to him whine. “I know, I know,” you sighed. “But you love it, don’t you?”

His groan crackled through your speakers. “Fuck yes, love it when you’re mean to me
” You heard the faint sounds of skin on skin as he fisted himself to the sound of your voice.

You let out a gasp as you stroke yourself, letting him hear it along with the swish of your sheets as you squirm in pleasure. His heartbeat quickened, his mind racing with every variation of mental image he could conjure to fit the faint sounds you were allowing him to hear.

He was away for work so often, and though you did your best to grin and bear it, sometimes you just had to show him how much you missed him. Just had to make him listen to the sound of you coming undone, all by yourself, while he listened helplessly from whatever hotel room he was stuck in. 

“If only you were h-here
” you huff out, grinding down against your fingers, circling your clit ruthlessly as you chase your high. “But you’re so far away, don’t even care about me
”

Shiu closes his eyes, heat rushing to his cheeks. “Baby, you know I wanna be there. You know that, right?” He’s pleading, gravel-voice cracking as his hand speeds up, his cock flushed and aching at the lack of you. “You’re killing me, babydoll. S’not fair
”

You pout alone in your room, hoping he hears it. “What’s not fair is you leaving me here, all alone, forced to get off all by myself
”

He’s rapidly losing what’s left of his self-control, sure you can hear his heartbeat through the phone. “Princess, if I was there right now
” He moans raggedly, working himself furiously, wishing it was your tight heat enveloping him instead of his calloused palm.

“What would you do?” You ask, desperate to know, desperate to make him tell you.

“I’d kiss you senseless. I’d take your breath away, make you forget your name, I’d worship that perfect pussy, make sure you felt how crazy you make me, goddamn
”

“Mmmm, I don’t know if you would. Sounds to me like work is more important, hmm?” You tease yourself, putting the perfect amount of pressure on your swollen clit, imagining it’s his fingers, his tongue.

“N-no, baby, fuck no, you know I had to go on this trip, c’mon, don’t do this to me,” he whimpers out. Such a delicious, needy sound. You can see the flush on his stubbled cheeks, the sweat on his hairline as he arches into his own touch. 

“Spit on it,” you whisper.

“What?” 

“You heard me. Spit on it. Wanna hear how messy you are for me,” you say softly, knowing the words will send him spiraling. You hear him swallow and the sound of him shifting nervously.

“Yeah? That’s what you want, princess?”

“Mhmm.” You wait.

You hear him suck in a breath, then the unmistakable sound of him spitting on his own cock. It’s dirty, it’s degrading, and it makes you throb, from the obedience even more than from the wet plaps of him thrusting hard into his spit-soaked hand. 

“Good boy, Shiu,” you purr, and he moans louder, chest heaving as he gasps. He’s burning up, sweat pooling at the back of his neck and behind his knees.

“Miss you so bad, baby, miss you so bad it hurts, never gonna leave you again, gonna quit my job,” he babbles, head falling back as he chases his high.

“Don’t you dare come until I do,” you warn, adding moans of your own to his chorus as you circle your clit faster, harder, tracing the frantic patterns that never fail to get you off.

“I won’t,” he answers instantly, and you love that he knows his place.

“You’re so naughty, baby,” you coo. “All hot and desperate just from my pretty voice, huh?”

“Yes, yes, you sound incredible, you know what it does to me,” he almost sobs, using all his strength to hold himself back, to wait for you.

You reach for the vibrator on your nightstand and flick it on, holding it against your clit with an overstimulated shudder. “Keep talking,” you pant, closing your eyes as you near your peak. 

“Princess, I’ll do anything you say,” Shiu sighs, the slick glide of his fist slowing as he focuses on you. “I’m yours, is that what you wanna hear? I’m yours, always have been, always will be, you’re everything to me baby,” he murmurs.

“Mmmmngh too
sweet,” you grit out, grinding down hard against the toy in your hand. 

He’s stunned to silence for a moment, a blush creeping up his neck as he continues in a lower voice, “Too sweet, hm? I get it, you want me to say something filthy, something to show you how bad I wish it was me between your legs instead of that stupid little toy. You’re killing me, princess.” Another ragged breath. “I’m your slut, yeah? You’ve got me jerking off like some teenager in this goddamn hotel, getting off to the sound of your breathing as you fuck yourself
” 

Your thighs tense, trembling as you get closer, as you hear Shiu confess to you.

“...and I love it. I love being your slut, love when you torture me over the goddamn phone. If I were there I’d show you, get on my knees and drown in you, wouldn’t waste a drop
” He pumps his fist faster again, desperate to get off, drunk on the image of you and the mewling, gasping sounds that spill from his phone. “Fuck baby, please, I’m so close
”

You imagine the angry flush of his cock, the precome dribbling from the swollen tip, the throb of it, rock-solid in his hand. “Shiuuuu,” you moan, your orgasm rushing over you, brutal and intense. You clench the sheets in your hands, muffling your moans into your pillow, your phone close enough to capture everything and send it to your desperate lover.

Shiu recognizes the sound of your release, and gratefully, mercifully, thrusts up into his fist with your name on his lips. He comes hard, thick ropes of creamy white come that mix with the spit already coating his length. He shudders as he goes limp. “Baby, you kill me,” he groans.

You shed the dominant persona as you ride out the last waves of your orgasm, nothing left but the ache of being by yourself in the too-big bed. “I miss you, Shiu,” you whisper, vulnerable in the aftermath. 

“I miss you too, princess. I’ll be home soon,” he says softly.

“Be careful, okay?”

“I always am.”

“Can you stay on the phone tonight?”

“I always do.” You hear the warm smile in his voice. The crackle of static connects you as you both get comfortable in your separate rooms, drawn to sleep by the slow, steady sigh of each others’ breathing.


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5 months ago

♡♡♡

headcannons in the day in the life of nasty perverted shiu and his dollface đŸ«¶đŸ»đŸ«¶đŸ»đŸ«¶đŸ»đŸ«¶đŸ»đŸ«¶đŸ»

when I think about shiu and his dollface I feel like their first meet cute would be him as her bodyguard or just 2 random people bumping into each other BOOM it's love at first sight lol.

I KNOWWWW shiu's a nasty nasty man the only thing no one suspects him of being so perverted is because he cleans up good unlike toji ☠ maybe he's on a job and he sees a pretty girl with dolled up in a cardigan and a long flowy skirt and he locks eyes with her, i know shiu's a confident man and he walks up to her talks her up offering to pay for her blueberry danish paired with a chocolate frappe and he walks her home abandoning the car he rode in and abandoning toji 😭😭😭😭

fast forward a few months later both are head of heels for each other shiu rented out his old flat and moved into his dollface's comfy home, he remembers how life has changed once his pretty doll entered into his life. he compares her to the sunshine he always needed she's the shot of espresso he always craved for and ultimately he's grateful that he's been blessed with a life to look forward too but that doesn't stop him from being a huge pervert when it comes to his dollface.

he's always been the type to grab her ass while she innocently pecks him on the lips the normal make out session immediately becomes dirty because he can't help but squeeze her soft mounds through her sundress the way he'd grope her ass her hips all the way sliding his grimy hands under her gown to play with the fabric of her drenched panties :(( she gets up from his lap all flushed and flustered saying that she has to get the groceries and he says that he'll accompany her wherever she wants to go.

he's the type to finger you while driving, focusing on the road with a bland expression while you are being driven to the best orgasm of your life that too in his car. he's the type to steal his dollface's previously used underwear to jerk off I TOLD U HE'S NASTYYYYY.

won't even let her cook in peace the minute he sees her stirring some curry while wearing an apron he goes and back hugs her and starts humping her ass in broad daylight. he couldn't care less that she's distracted and the Curry's gonna burn all he wants is to remove your shorts and just see his cum dripping off your ass leaving you and see you frustrated from not having to orgasm.

it's even worse when you're doing your nighttime routine before bed, he'd constantly say that the only white cream you need to be moisturising your face is with his cum, or he's just gonna start jerking off in front of you while you're applying your body lotion why don't you understand seeing his dollface apply lotion is so erotic in his eyes? the way you glow and smell good is just making him so horny.

anways I'll expand on this later â˜đŸ»


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5 months ago
Cont: Smut, P In V, Fingering, Oral (f), Choking, Overstim, Biceps, Spanking

cont: smut, p in v, fingering, oral (f), choking, overstim, biceps, spanking

Cont: Smut, P In V, Fingering, Oral (f), Choking, Overstim, Biceps, Spanking

husband!shiu who doesn't let you lay A FINGER on his cigarette, he doesn't want your pretty lungs getting ruined.

husband!shiu who tried to make you quit your job when you two got together, claiming his girl shouldn't have to stress about things that "don't matter."

husband!shiu who, surprisingly, has maroon silk sheets in his bed. (sexy am i right)

husband!shiu who buys you EVERYTHING you ask for, and things you don't ask for too.

husband!shiu who always pays for your nails, hair, makeup, etc. even though he says you don't need it.

husband!shiu who calls you doll, pretty girl, babe, love, honey, and many more.

husband!shiu who always lets you use his card, in fact most of the cards in your wallet aren't even yours, they're his.

husband!shiu who was so short-tempered after work, and decided to take it out on you.

NSFW

"shiu, s-slow down. 's too much." you whine, blearily eyed.

husband!shiu who is between your legs with half-lidded eyes, licking all your juices up like a man who hasn't eaten in DAYS. all while he has his fingers knuckle deep in your small pussy.

husband!shiu who has you in reverse cowgirl with his bicep around your neck, choking you and making you arch your back.

husband!shiu who slaps your sensitive pussy every time you whine, making it harder for you (and him) to last.

husband!shiu who laughs in your neck when you beg for him to slow down, there's no way he can with your soft walls squeezing him so tight.

husband!shiu who eventually changes positions to missionary after making you cum so much with the last one.

husband!shiu who has your legs over his shoulders, while his dick is ramming into you harder and harder. while he is also rubbing your clit vigorously.

husband!shiu who after several round carries you bridal style to the bathtub for a nice warm soak, with bubbles of course.

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

a/n : might not be posting a lot his week, sorry baes đŸ„Č

Cont: Smut, P In V, Fingering, Oral (f), Choking, Overstim, Biceps, Spanking

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5 months ago
Toji Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah.. SHIU KONG LADIES AND GENTLEMEN SHIU KONG!!!!
Toji Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah.. SHIU KONG LADIES AND GENTLEMEN SHIU KONG!!!!

Toji
 blah blah blah blah blah.. SHIU KONG LADIES AND GENTLEMEN SHIU KONG!!!!

HELLO HES SO FINE AND UNBELIEVABLY UNDERRATED??? SLEAZY LOOKING ASS SMIRK

ok thanks for coming to my TED talk 😘😘😘


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5 months ago

So excited!! ♡

Hey there! 🩊 It's Kat here... Hope everybody is doing great! Just wanted to thank everyone who supported this new blog's first steps... For every like, every reblog, every comment...Thank u so much🙏

Anyways... I also wanted to announce the beginning of a new Series: *drum roll* đŸ„

(đŸ˜…đŸ€Ą)

a Shiu Kong X Reader series inspired by a song by one of my fav artists ever - Our Day will Come by Amy Winehouse (idk but Shiu gives off a lot of Amy's vibes fo me đŸ€«đŸ˜đŸ˜…). (⚠this one will certainly be Nsfw and include smut, so once again MDNI, I'll block any underage blog!!!)

Shiu's character has always intrigued me a lot, just like many other 'secondary' characters in Jjk...his backstory intrigued me a lot and his aesthetic inspired a storyline in my wandering mind😅 (justice4secondarycharacters!)

The first chapter will be published tomorrow!!!

I hope someone will be interested in this next one and I am happy to announce I have many other canon ideas in my head (and notesđŸ€«).

Have a nice day and as usual, my DMS and asks are open for anyone who might want to interact with this blog! 😄

Hey There! It's Kat Here... Hope Everybody Is Doing Great! Just Wanted To Thank Everyone Who Supported

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5 months ago

IM IN LOVEE♡

PART 1: Of Invisible Threats And Piercing Gazes

PART 1:  Of Invisible Threats and Piercing Gazes

PART 1: Of Invisible Threats And Piercing Gazes

SUMMARY: Your life has always been a  simple one, and you were kinda content with that
work, friends, family, house chores occupied your dull daily routine. But that was until one fateful Monday night, when you hung out late from the safety of your apartment to take the trash out
 After that night’s surprising encounter with a couple of ‘unconventional’ men in an alley, your life took an unexpected turn, leaving you questioning if your beloved comfort and caution towards the unknown had always prevented you from discovering a brand new face of the world you lived in
and wanting to know more about the mysterious, elegant man who had irreparably caught your attention


⚠Trigger Warning: mentions of blood, injuries and suggestive language; swearing.

A/N: this is my first proper written work...Sorry in advance for the mistakes (English is not my first language)...not smut in here but this is just the beginning (from part 2 on things will get way more spicier😏) I hope you'll enjoy the reading!

PART 1: Of Invisible Threats And Piercing Gazes

It was a usual Monday night and you fell asleep on your couch while watching your favorite TV show. Monday evenings have always been the loneliest since you moved out on your own
no family around, no friends because you all have just got home tired from the first working day of the week. You had soon learnt that the only company for those nights were the ones offered by your comfortable pjs, ice-cream and the characters of the series.

You woke up at the end of the episode to an awfully loud commercial song from a spot on the TV. You sighed heavily and lazily reached for your phone, the same phone you had previously thrown somewhere across the room in a gesture of annoyance towards your inexorable boredom. You checked the hour: almost 1am. You suddenly remember you forgot to take the trash out, so with a frustrated groan you reluctantly dragged yourself off the couch and reached for your long night robe, as you didn't want to hang out alone in the dangerous streets around your block at night in nothing but the little cropped shirt and shorts of your PJ's.

You grabbed the trash from your small balcony, and descended the quiet stairs of your building. As soon as you set foot out of the building, the cool night air sent a shiver down your spine. You approached the usual trash deposit at the corner of the dark alley next to your block, but before you could even reach it,  you froze midstep with your trash in your hands at the scene unfolding in front of you: a tall, black-haired, muscular man was stabbing an invisible target with an incredible rhythm, as if in a state of unexplainable frenzy. Just a few steps away from the ongoing surreal battle, stood a man with his hands buried deep in his suit pockets and a cigarette between his teeth. He looked calm and collected, studying coldly the scene in front of him, his shoulders relaxed, as if he was totally unbothered by the nonsense happening in front of his eyes.

They hadn't even noticed you arriving, not yet
 In a matter of seconds, the situation escalated quickly and irreversibly in front of your eyes: a sudden gust of energy shifted the air around you and another invisible being seemed to be jumping off one of the metallic emergency staircases without warning and landing on the muscular man’s back, tearing a terribly deep scar open


“ Fuck it
I was right, that motherfucker wasn't the only one in here”. The elegant man hissed under his breath, throwing his cigarette to the rough ground, barely centimeters away from your slippers
 It was then that everything happened, a matter of seconds made your whole world to tremble


In the precise moment the man in a suit turned and met your widened eyes, while in the background, an animal-like grunt came from the other fighting man: the invisible 'thing'  injured him once more, this time tearing his abdomen open right in a delicate, vital zone.

“Fuck
tonight's definitely cursed” the man exclaimed while rushing forward, where the injured guy was now laying on the ground
 you shivered, silently questioning yourself whether those invisible entities were still around
and why you seemed to be the one who could not see them


“ Damage Assessment Toji
you’re strong, big guy
hey
shit..it’s deep” he hissed at the deep scar.

“That motherfucker hid from us in that block..ngh
fuck.. it stings. Is it that bad,Shiu? The deal..will they liquidate us the same?” The injured man asked him, finding the strength to lift his tight bloodstained shirt to him while wearing a wicked grin, revealing the entity of the ripped skin.

“Shut the fuck up, big head
we have company
” the man in a suit tilted his head in your direction, announcing your presence to the injured guy. You couldn't move a limb, too shocked by the whole situation. “Don’t speak
 You’re losing a lot of blood
shit, Toji we’re fucked this time” The man in a suit bent downwards and lifted his mate’s arm over his shoulder.

“Fuck
be careful, Shiu..it hurts as hell. What is the plan?” the latter asked, barely containing a whimper.

“There’s no plan at all this time, Toji
 the only plan now is that you’d better survive until we reach the headquarters” The man stated with a hint of concern in his small,sharp, slanting eyes.

Just when he turned in your direction you could see his appearance clearly: he was a toned, average built man with short black hair, neatly styled upwards  in a longer front tuft and shorter on the sides. His piercing gaze was topped by thin eyebrows and his even thinner lips, now contorted in a fatigued expression as he lifted his muscular friend from the ground, were topped by a sparse mustache. He looked overall peculiar at least, and his Korean-like features made him look even more appealing to your curiosity.

His eyes landed on you and a another thrill crossed your bones: there was something about him
 you immediately found him attractive,yet he held an allure of mystery you couldn't shake off.

“ What are you looking at, doll? Ditch the trash and get back to your comfy house
the show’s over” the injured guy scoffed with its signature wicked grin. You noticed the visible scar on the corner of his lips and you soon understood that the strange couple's business wasn't a peaceful one


“He’s right
 this place is not suited for a good one like you
” The elegant man addressed you directly, his unreadable gaze scrutinizing the depth of your intentions.

You knew you should have turned on your heels and got back to your boring normal Monday night, but you simply couldn't help wondering what would have happened to that man
 and what kind of things were the invisible ones in the alley? Were they still around? 

Throwing caution to the cool night breeze, you took a decision and finally spoke:

“You are definitely taking him to the hospital,will you right? Will he be fine? He needs to see a doctor..Now” You asked the elegant man, receiving a low, grunty chuckle from the other, bleeding one.

“No, doll
" the man in a suit shoot a curious glance at you "People like us are invisible.. we’ll get through this on our own
what happened tonight stays in this alley, understood?” 

You nodded: “ You have my word I will keep the secret, but please
” you inhaled deeply to conceal the crack in your trembling voice “let me take care of him
 I’ve attended a first aid course years ago, I can help him
he needs healing
my apartment is right in the next block” You finally locked your eyes with the elegant man’s one, feigning a fierce stare. His eyes landed on his aching, semi-conscious friend once more before turning back to you: “ fine
lead the way
”




That night you let two strangers, two mysterious men into the safe nest of your apartment. The three of you rushed inside avoiding your neighbors noticing their unusual presence.

Once you opened the door, you ran into your living room and pressed your stuff off the table to the ground with a rapid sleight of hand, creating an improvised operating table.

“Lay him here
I’ll get back in a sec with the necessary
we need to sanitize and stitch his wounds
they look deep.. in the kitchen counter over there there's a pack of painkillers.. find it” you announced to the man, whose suit was turning crimson red from the blood spilling out his mate's abdomen.

He eyed you down silently, his thin brows furrowing slightly as trying to convey a silent doubt, avoiding saying something you soon understood: "And yes
you can trust me
" You bowed your head to him, locking gazes with his surprised, slightly widened eyes. 

"No questions,doll" He reminded sharply and coldly, yet conveying a silent wave of gratitude in his softening stare. You answered disappearing in the bathroom and coming back with the necessary





The process had been long and painful. You had to try your best and carry on your ministrations, ignoring the frequent whimpers and grunts of the injured man,lying in front of you. He was strong, his body reacted very well to the deep wounds
 Surprisingly well, you had indeed never imagined someone’s body could endure all of that pain while keeping the last brink of composure
the man in front of you was incredibly and otherworldly strong
every now and then your suspicious eyes flashed from him to the other man standing in your apartment, looking for some kind of hint to make sense of that unbelievable situation, but finding none.

"I think I got him through the night, for now
let's just hope no other complications will arise
" You finally announced with a soft smile after an hour of stitching skin and swabbing blood. You could finally wipe a stray drop of sweat trickling down your forehead and exhale deeply, releasing the breath you didn't realize you had been holding.

You looked up to the corner of the room, where the man in the suit had stood still all along, watching you closely and following your every movement from afar. In that moment your eyes locked once again and this time you felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins, as a subtle smirk appeared on the corner of his thin lips, framed by his even thinner mustache.

He was eyeing you down from head to toe once more, taking in your cozy yet revealing mise and smirking at how childish it might have seemed if compared to the entity of that night's events, the kind of events he was used to . He stared blatantly at the soft swell of your breasts, enhanced by the thin fabric of your top, his eyes subtly scanning the glimpse of your exposed legs from under your grey robe.

You stood there with your hands still covered in blood, feeling vulnerable under the cunning man's stare. No man had ever made you feel like this: so lectured yet so willing to be at his sharp eyes' mercy. You blushed slightly at his shamelessness and he quickly looked away, careful not to embarrass you further, yet looking completely unbothered by being caught stealing inappropriate glances at you. He appeared like a strong, self-confident man and his behavior matched his appearance perfectly.

"I guess we owe you a favor,doll
 You've been a real blessing tonight". He finally spoke, daring to address you with that even more inappropriate pet name. You felt heat setting your cheeks on fire and you turned your back at him to hide your state, heading to the bathroom sink to wash the copious blood away from your hands.

To your great surprise, he followed you suit this time. He leaned against your bathroom door, silently studying the way your small, delicate, soapy hands slipped on each other under the water spray.. Before you could turn the water off,he moved into the bathroom and handed you the towel hanging above the sink.

"Such graceful hands shouldn't be covered in blood
especially...in this kind of blood" he murmured with an enigmatic expression.

"Please let me" without even waiting for your answer, he took your hands in his bigger ones through the towel, and started dabbing them with the soft fabric. His touch was gentle yet firm and you silently looked up at him, studying his peculiar features once again


Aware of your gaze on him, he finally spoke: "My name's Shiu by the way, and he is Toji, a colleague of mine
but I can't tell you anything more
 As you might have guessed already
" he continued with a heavy sigh "we are not
 a good kind of people
 I would say our business  is
unconventional at least
 But enough about us now...Can I ask the name of this beautiful young woman, instead?" He finally looked up to you with a sly grin, catching you staring at him.

"Oh
my name's Y/N
" was all that you could say, too intimidated as you were by his presence. There was something in the way he looked at you that made your insides tremble
  you knew you should be cautious and keep your guard high, he was nothing but a stranger after all
 On top of that, you were now sure he was involved in some kind of dirty, dangerous, almost certainly illegal business 
but even in that precarious situation you still felt a magnetic pull towards him
 

He looked like no one you had met before: he was a mist of danger, adventure and mystery
 and that mix had a way of making your knees weak right in that moment, as one of his strong, calloused hands was firmly holding your wrist through the fabric of the towel, the fingers of his other hand brushing across your wet palm, and indulging on your the insides of your fingers for a second longer than expected.

Sensing your soft shiver, he looked up from your intertwined hands and let his piercing eyes land on your slightly parted mouth, tracing the swelling plumpness of your bottom lip. He suddenly let go of your hands and hung the towel back in place. 

“Apologies for interrupting your
nighttime routine tonight
” he said with a deep, low chuckle. You chuckled along: "Nothing special actually
just a boring Monday evening...I guess I should be the one thanking you for... spicing things up..." You commented, finally finding the bravery to keep up with the conversation.

His cunning smirk appeared at the corner of his lips once again: “Finally... I was starting to fear cat got your tongue... Or maybe
" his tone lowered of an octave now "I imagined that our presence here got you all shy and embarassed... " He dared and teased you openly this time, grinning at your confused expression. 

“Not at all
" you cleared your throat to hide the effect his confident remark had on you, marvelling at how quickly he managed to get under your skin "I’m actually glad I could help
even if
” you had to bite your lip to prevent the flow of questions in your mind to escape your mouth “No questions allowed, right?” you sighed deeply, hoping that your newly found playfulness could lead the way to further revelations.

“No, doll
" he sighed deeply, the subtle spark of mischief suddenly dying in his eyes  "Trust me, it’s way better for you not to know the whole story
” 

You nodded, sensing that it was better not to push his bottons further, and you both headed back to the living room, where Toji was now sleeping soundly on your couch.

“His body is unbelievably strong
anyone else wouldn't have survived such wounds
but I guess this
is included in the things I cannot know, right?” 

Shiu sighed once again, taking out a pack of Marlboro Lights from his pocket: “ I like you doll, you are a quick learner
you know, it is surprisingly difficult to find people willing to accept you without asking further about your job these days” he chuckles, a bittersweet smile forming on the corner of his lips, framed by his signature thin mustache.

“Would you mind me smoking in here?” Shiu asked politely, his piercing eyes searching for consent in yours.

“Yeah..it’s totally fine for me
wait a sec
”. At your words, he pulled out a stray cigarette from the small pack and lit it while you stood up and headed to the kitchen, searching for the ashtray you spared for the Friday nights, when your smoker friends came over, and placing it on the table next to him. 

“Thank you” he murmured with a cigarette between his teeth and extended the pack to you in a gesture of offer “do you smoke,too?”

"No I don't, but thank you anyway
I am the only non-smoker in my friends group
" you stated, trying to engage in small talk while taking a seat next to him, your robe shifting slightly while you moved, revealing the soft flesh of your legs. 

Shiu stopped mid-puff, exhaling slowly as wisps of smoke curled lazily in the air cracking with a newly found tension around you. He regarded you with an unreadable expression, but you could read a certain turmoil brewing inside of him behind his mask of indifference.

" Your home is very
welcoming,y/n
it kinda matches your personality
"  he finally commented, before taking in another drag, visibly forcing himself to scan around your living room, instead of staring down at your thighs once again. You couldn't help but smirk slightly at his reaction. 

"My own home actually needs restyling,too
" he remarked absent-mindly "it grew colder and colder every passing day
and all of a sudden, I came home from work one night and felt like I said belong there anymore" he continued, stealing a subtle glance at you "Maybe it just needs a woman's touch
" he added while lost in his thoughts, his voice deep and hoarse from smoking, sending a jolt of surprise in your whole being. 

You chuckled in response, rubbing your tired eyes.

" Had a long day, haven't you doll? You look tired, you should get some sleep
I'll be here, watching  over Toji...Don't worry for us, we'll leave before the sun comes up.. You already did enough"

Sensing the hesitance in your eyes, he reassured you with an honest look on his face:"Listen
you can lock yourself in your room if you don't trust us
well
me,at least
Toji's way too numb tonight to care about a beautiful woman sleeping in the room next to him,anyway " he suggested chuckling hoarsely. "And as for me, I would never do you harm, especially after everything you did for us
 deep down, I am still a gentleman
"

You felt your cheeks on fire at his blunt suggestion and you rushed your apologies "No
no
 it's not that
 I don't trust you
" you reassured him "it just
feels strange..the whole situation,I mean
"

" Don't be embarrassed. I didn't expect you would trust people like us, doll
 and yet, you did" he whispered back at you, a flash of self- disdain in his slanting eyes. 

He took one last drag of his cigarette before flicking it into the ashtray, exhaling slowly. You could sense he felt the weight of the world on his shoulders, the weight of all of his secrets and regrets consuming him
 but you could also see the good nature of his eyes, behind his cold demeanor.

"You seem like the kind of man who hasn't had a proper conversation with someone in a while
" you finally spoke, unafraid of consequences "What's weighing you down? If you want to, I'm all ears tonight, I wouldn't sleep anyway
not after... everything happened tonight" you smiled softly, trying to ease the tension.

"Oh doll, I don't wanna talk about my
troubles tonight
I feel like we've already put you through enough with our intrusion here
Anyways, yes
 I can't deny I haven't actually talked to someone in a while... Usually it's just me and that giant sleepy baboon snoring on your couch... At least we have each other's back in the wreckages of our lives" he admitted curling his lips in a sad smirk. You nodded sympathetically at him with a warm and understanding gaze.

It was in that moment that the tension between you got heavier and heavier as seconds went by. He unexpectedly leaned forward to rest his warm, strong hand on your exposed knee. Your eyes locked for a moment, sending a shiver down both of  your spines. He stared at your full lips and leaned slightly towards them, letting his signature scent of cigarettes and woody cologne invade your senses. A silent exchange of common, forbidden unexpected intents flashed between you two. You surprised yourself feeling your heart drumming in anticipation but tried to play it cool.

Then, all of a sudden, the mood in his eyes changed and he forced himself to look away.

"Go get some deserved sleep, doll. Goodnight" he finally stated, announcing the end of your intimate conversation. He sighed deeply while retreating his hand and leaning back slightly into his seat. His eyes searched for yours once again, in a silent plea for forgiveness for crossing boundaries.

You stood up reluctantly and headed to your room, mentally kicking yourself for letting a heated moment like that happen between you and a complete, and potentially dangerous, stranger.

"Goodnight, Shiu
don't hesitate to wake me if anything
" unable to complete the sentence, your eyes landed on Toji's asleep figure, hinting at possible unlucky complications of his delicate state.

"I will
thank you
you're too good to people like us" he commented right before you closed your door, staring deep into each other's eyes through the crack of the door until it closed shut.




You passed that night tossing in your sheets, nervousness and curiosity stealing the sleep out of your tired body. You found yourself listening attentively as you heard footsteps approaching your corridor, stopping right before your bedroom door. You couldn't deny the spark of attraction that had litten between you and Shiu that night, even in the midst of chaos. But you soon shook off that twisted idea, still acknowledging his respectful behavior towards you and your boundaries. You grew restless by the hour and ended up collapsing in a deep, dreamless sleep right before the first signs of dawn could break into your room. 

You woke up after barely an hour of sleep, your tired, heavy eyelids opened slowly to take in the first morning light. You checked your phone and noticed the hour: you rushed out of bed as you realized you fell asleep and had probably missed their departure.

Putting your robe back on, you slammed your bedroom door open and broke into the living room, only to find an empty couch and everything you had scattered across the room in the previous night's chaos now back into place, as if the events you clearly recalled had just been the product of your nightly dreaming.

You sighed and collapsed on the couch, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss: indeed, you felt like missing out , letting a chance on something you couldn't even express in thoughts escape right throat your fingers
 you inhaled deeply, trying to calm your racing mind, but as you did, your nostrils took in the lingering scent of his cologne, mixed with the acre one of his extinguished cigarettes, now laying abandoned in the ashtrail on your table. You shoot a look at it, thankful for that silent presence, witnessing the tangibility of the previous night's encounter. 

You couldn't help feeling a hint of sadness taking hold of you, while you stared at the room around you. It was as if the stranger who instantly caught your attention was still there with you, his presence floating in the air surrounding you.

You shook your head and got up from the couch, ready to start a new day and leaving behind the thought of him and what could have happened that night.




During the following days you focused on moving on with your life, getting back to your usual routine: you woke up early for work and came back at sunset, you enjoyed your nights out with your friends, and visited your family on Sundays. You would never admit it to yourself, but something has changed inside of you: even if you tried to avoid it, you couldn't prevent your mind from shifting back to that fateful night every now and then. Deep down, you hoped you would have the chance to see them once again, to understand what those invisible beings really were, but you knew it was all useless at that point.

Little did you know that the lingering memories of that night would have come back for more, reclaiming a special place and attention in the midst of your monotonous life


PART 1: Of Invisible Threats And Piercing Gazes

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5 months ago

SO SUPER DUPER ADORABLE! ♡♡

the aquariumàŒ„Ëšàč‘ Ë–Ëš

The Aquarium
The Aquarium

Synopsis: One quiet afternoon, fate brings you, a mysterious widow, across Shiu Kong's path at the aquarium.

Words:775

CW:xFem!reader, fluff and smoking and an ankle injury, that's it really

The Aquarium

A wispy plume of blackened smoke trails upward, hanging in midair before a proceeding exhale from its creator allows it to dissapate completely. 

Shiu stares pensively, thoughtfully at the slow moving school of tropical fish, shimmers of broken refracted light casting an inviting glow marked with teal from the aquarium around his sharp features.

He is alone, seeking temporary solace in his reliable haven of one of Tokyo's miraculously less busier aquariums, perhaps due to the fact that he was here during peak business hours, when most couldn't be ripped away from their desk cubicles. But, for him, an exception needed to be made on this quiet Wednesday afternoon. 

Outward pressure from clients and being the shot messenger one times too many causes him to give into the need to retreat to the simplicity of a cigarette and the slow moving tranquility of sea life. Submerged peacefully in a glass portal. Worries that melted away, subsiding back to the awaiting world outside in unconscious ritual as he inhaled and promptly exhaled the bitter clouds. 

The click of a mystery woman's high heels behind him jerk him out of his bubble, quickly extinguishing the flame but allowing the wrinkled cigarette to fall to the ground completely in a hasty pile of ash when he heard the distressed sound of your yelp, only coming down onto your rolled ankle with a pained cry.

"Easy, miss!" He engages in a brief tussle with the unfortunate victim unaware of the wet floor sign propped in the middle of the exhibit. 

He locks eyes with her, and he is startled to discover the owner is exceedingly striking. 

You're clad in black from head to toe, a black sweater over a black dress that hit you mid thigh with now slightly torn pantyhose from your unlucky spill. Your inviting lips in a pout and eyes that gripped him immediately with an innate desire to intricately know the thoughts that brewed behind them. 

"You okay, dollface?" He asks gently. 

"Fine." You retort, trying to dispell the obvious look of pain on your face. 

"Let's get you patched up."

--- 

And that is how you wound up underneath the blaring florescent lights of the hospital waiting room, engaging in broken small chatter with him as you clutched the ice pack to your battered ankle in a wheelchair. 

The warmth you experienced the last time you looked into a pair of brown eyes was one of such intensity and tenderness, you believed it could not be replicated anywhere. 

Yet here it was so clear as day before you, possessed in the new eyes of your handsome suited savior. 

The only marked difference was the playfulness, an intrigue marked with mischief you could place in his beautiful stare, in contrast to the honeyed gaze of your deceased lover before him. 

"That was quite a spill you took back there, doll. And no thanks to those tiny heels." He smiles with his lips closed, corner of his mouth tugged into a grin with an undeniable air of charm underneath his black mustache. It was almost smug, as though he could sense his effect he had on you. It left you frustrated, but undoubtedly captivated.

"Oh please." You wrinkle your nose. "They look good on me." 

"That they do, doll face. You're absolutely right about that." He leans back with his arms crossed.

"Beauty is pain, I guess." You shrug. 

"What are you doing after this? Can I call someone for you?" He offers. 

"I need to return to work." You wince. 

"Well, let me get you something to eat, for all the trouble you've been through." He prods, face pulled back into that smoulder. "Please? I don't bite." 

"I don't take offers from strange men." 

"Shiu Kong, darling. My name is Shiu." 

You pause at the abrupt retreat to his delayed formalities, but he bestows you another wide smile when your soft palm hesitantly meets his in a modest handshake, his voice lowered to an even more intimate tone. 

"I'm not so strange now, am I doll face?"

You shake him off, and at that moment the nurse comes in, with a murmured apology and polite smile to whisk you away for further examination and X-rays. 

Shiu's smile fades temporarily, but nods warmly at you, eyes not leaving yours as your head turned before the office door shut promptly behind you. 

He sighs at the missed connection, but his attention becomes drawn to a strange scribble on the back of the discarded aquarium ticket that laid on the table between you, his heart hammering in his chest when he realizes it's your phone number written in black ink.

----

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4 months ago

FINALLY MORE SHIU😭 all jokes aside, this was genuinely so cute and heartwarming to read ♡♡

Princess Treatment - Shiu Kong

Your partner helps you relax after a long day of work. ♄ Ft. fem!Reader, switch!Shiu, massage, sex in a bubble bath, drinking, dirty talk. // wc: 5.2k // [ao3] [masterlist]

“I’m home, princess,” Shiu called. He shrugged off his jacket and loosened his tie as he let himself in, looking for you. “You still awake?” It was already dark out, work having kept him out late like it often did. He’d missed you, but wasn’t about to wake you up if you’d drifted off without him.

“I’m in here,” you called back distractedly. Papers littered your desk and spilled into your lap, most of them already covered in scrawls of red ink. Your editing work tended to ebb and flow, but you were very much caught up in a flow. Shiu followed the sound of your voice and leaned against the doorframe of your office, smirking a little at your frazzled state. 

“Babydoll, you ever heard of work-life balance?” He folded his arms with a pointed glance at his watch. 

“Look who’s talking,” you grumbled. “You were supposed to be home hours ago.” His face softened as he crossed the room to you and draped his arms over your shoulders. 

“I know, you’re right. Pot, kettle, huh?” He rested his chin on your head and slid his hands down your sides, squeezing softly. “I missed you too.” You rolled your eyes, but let the quip pass. 

“Mhm.” You caught his wandering hands in your own and placed a soft kiss on his knuckles. His scent wrapped around you, taking you out of your work-induced haze. Shiu smelled like cheap cologne, expensive cigarettes, the leather of his car. He smelled like home. “I haven’t had time to make anything for dinner,” you murmured, lips still ghosting over his fingers as you apologized. 

“Don’t be ridiculous, I know you were working too.” He extricated one hand to pull up a delivery app on his phone. “What can I getcha?” He named a few of your favorite restaurants as he scrolled down the list, nodding like he’d guessed it already when you settled on a curry rice place. “Okay. Your usual, coming up.” He didn’t even need to ask, had memorized your go-to orders a long time ago. 

When the order went through, he set his phone down with a dramatic gesture. “No more work, okay? For either of us.” He gently coaxed you out of your desk chair into his arms. “Now. How can I relax my princess?” One hand splayed across the small of your back while the other rubbed soothing circles against your hip. You sighed and slumped into his embrace, more than willing to let him pamper you.

He smirked, loving the effect that a simple touch had on you. “How about a massage?” He leaned in to whisper against your ear. “I know you love my hands on you
” 

“That would be amazing.” 

“Say no more.” He scooped you easily into his arms and cradled you against his chest as he headed for your shared bedroom. You just had time to question the smirk on his face before he dropped you on to the bed, knocking the air from your lungs. He climbed up after you and settled his elbows on either side of your head, smiling down sweetly enough that you couldn’t stay mad. He nudged you to roll over, then straddled your hips and got to work kneading the knots in your neck. 

You hummed appreciatively, already melting as his strength was put to perfect use. He used just enough pressure as his skilled fingers massaged the places where you held all the tension of the long day. His hands were warm and rough, slipped under your collar like a secret. “My poor baby, you’re so stiff,” he chided softly, “need to take better care of yourself.” 

Limp and languid under the pleasurable ache of his attention, you couldn’t argue. He slid one hand up to massage the base of your scalp, sending tingles down your spine. His other hand patiently loosened your clenched jaw. “That’s it, love.” He praised you as you relaxed underneath him. Satisfied with your upper body, he shifted lower, the weight of him warm and solid against your thighs as he traced down your spine.

You felt like you were being deliciously uncoiled, your lover’s hands soothing every knot and ache. “Mmm, Shiu, you’re so good at this,” you moaned, muffled into a pillow as he leaned down to kiss your neck.

“Flattery will get you everywhere,” he grinned, at your lower back now. His fingers fanned over your pelvis, only stilling when you let out a hiss of pain and pleasure. “Want me to be more gentle?” 

“No, this is perfect.” He nodded and continued more carefully, patient and focused on your body. You were very nearly asleep by the time he was satisfied, woken by a soft squeeze of your cheeks.

“Can’t fall asleep without dinner.” You blinked up at him.

“Is it here yet?” He checked his phone and shook his head, laughing at your tired pout. 

“I have an idea of how we can pass the time. You didn’t think I was done treating my girl yet, did you?” He swung himself off the bed and held out a hand. “Why don’t I run you a bath. Plenty of bubbles, maybe a little wine
”

“Will you join me?” The man laughed out loud, his eyes crinkling. 

“Princess, if I ever say no to that you can divorce me on the spot.” You couldn’t help joining in with his laughter.

“We’re not even married.”

“Damn, I haven’t asked you yet? Gotta get on that,” he teased as you followed him to the bathroom. 

Shiu’s place was luxurious in every way- that is, in his way, understated in places like the high-tech kitchen and ostentatious in a place like this- his dark wooden bathroom with a tub that you could swim laps in. It had ostentatious gold feet, flanked by the fluffiest towels you’d ever felt and a bamboo tray of what you were sure were stupidly fancy soaps and oils. One of the many unexpected perks of getting involved with someone in Shiu’s
particular line of work.

He deposited you on the cool marble countertop as he ran the bath and poured in something that filled the room with a sweet, heady steam. He lit a series of tall taper candles that cast a golden, flickering light on the walls. As the water rose, he returned to you and slid his hands underneath your shirt. You leaned back to let him in and shrugged off the top, obediently lifted your hips as he tugged off your sweats and left them both in a heap on the floor. 

No matter the circumstance, Shiu looked at you like you were a goddess. And here, now, shrouded in steam and perched like a sculpture on his counter- his heart skipped a beat and came back racing. He couldn’t help but bend to latch his lips to your neck, sucking softly enough to make you squirm without bruising. As much as he liked to remind you who you belonged to, he rarely left marks on your smooth skin, couldn’t justify marring something so sublime just for his own urges. 

He was making his way down to your breasts when you tugged at his hair, pointed back to the nearly-overflowing tub. He scowled and debated letting it run over before untangling from you with a sigh. “Got a little carried away, can you blame me?” His gaze ran hungrily over your form again as you made your way to the tub and eased into the hot water with a moan.

Shiu was right behind you, breathing a little harder at the sound you made. “You can’t make those sounds,” he pleaded as he stripped off his own clothes. You loved watching him undress, the slow reveal of the hard planes of his chest and his corded arms as he unbuttoned. You whistled as his slacks pooled at his ankles, and he blushed and looked away. The man who bullied assassins for a living was flustered by your desire.

You made room for him as he stepped in beside you, echoing your sigh as the warm water soothed his own aching muscles. Though there was plenty of room for the both of you, he pulled you into his lap. Fragrant bubbles reached all the way to your chin.

“Thank you, baby,” you said happily. “This is exactly what I needed.” He wrapped his arms around your waist in reply, letting you feel every ridge of muscle and valley of softness in his body. The vulnerability he offered you was something very few people got to see, and you never took it for granted.

He reached over to turn off the tap then held you tighter as the steaming water lapped against your chest. He pressed his lips to your shoulder and promised against your skin, “I’ll always give you what you need. Always.”

“You never let me doubt it,” you murmured back, letting your head fall against his shoulder. A wave of affection hit Shiu. He loved how much you trusted him, how you never doubted his devotion. That didn’t mean he’d ever stop proving it to you, though. He turned his head to kiss your temple, long fingers tracing lazy patterns against your skin. 

You kissed him back on every inch of skin you could reach, his jaw, his cheek, his lips. Shiu tightened his arms around your waist as he returned the kiss fervently. You covered his eager hands with your own, guiding them across your curves with gentle insistence. His breath hitched, his voice a low, soothing murmur as it followed his lips down your neck. “Just relax, princess. Lean back and let me worship you like you deserve.” 

You felt him grin against your skin and melted further, flushed and loose-limbed in the warm water. “You treat me too well, Shiu.”

“No such thing when it comes to you,” he muttered back, intent on lavishing every inch of your skin with ardent kisses. He could still feel tension in your shoulders, and wanted to do all he could to ease it. He began to massage you again, harder now, confident that he could balance any temporary discomfort with his mouth. His broad hands slid along your spine, lowered to your thighs. 

His body was pressed firmly against yours, his growing arousal evident against your back. But he made no move to escalate things further yet. Shiu was focused solely on soothing you. His hands sprawled over the fat of your thighs, squeezing deliciously. A moan slipped past your lips before you could stop it, and you felt his cock twitch against your ass. 

“I love hearing the sounds you make when I treat you right,” he chuckled roughly into your hair. He dragged you back against his lap, fighting the urge to roll his hips up into yours. “You’re so perfect, so beautiful, all mine
” 

“I don’t know what I did to deserve you,” you said dreamily.

Shiu laughed, shook his head in affectionate disbelief. “You didn’t have to do anything.” His lips were at your ear. “You just had to exist,” he kissed the corner of your mouth. “Just as you are. To deserve all my love.” 

You shifted to face him, starry-eyed. “I love you so damn much.”

His face crinkled in a genuine smile as he lifted a hand to gently cup your cheek. His thumb traced your contour of your cheekbone reverently. “And I love you just as damn much.” His lips captured yours in a tender kiss, all his emotion poured into the way his mouth fit against yours. He felt you smile against his lips, dizzy with affection or maybe the clouds of steam that haloed you both. He was drunk on the way you reciprocated every gesture, returned his love so wholeheartedly. He kissed you deeper, his tongue sliding into your mouth in a slow, sensual dance. He dragged his hand from your cheek to the back of your neck, needing you closer. 

“Shiu
” you murmured, eyes shut and lips parted underneath him.

“Yeah, angel?” His body thrummed with desire, his restraint fraying at the heat of your body against his. “You want something, baby?” He pressed his lips to your pulse point, felt the rapid thrum of your heartbeat against his mouth. “Whatever you want, it’s yours.”

You moan at the soft intensity of his words. “I want you to feel loved, Shiu. Want you to know how bad I need you, want you to feel as safe as you make me feel
”

He pressed his forehead to yours with a ragged sigh. “You have no idea how much I want you. How badly I need you. You- you make me feel things I didn’t even know were possible before I met you.” He pulled back to look into your eyes. “You make me feel loved, desired, safe
all at once. You make me feel invincible. Whole.”

You pressed him back against the wall of the tub, both hands on his cheeks as you kissed him fiercely. You swirled your tongue into his mouth and he met you eagerly, trembled  in your grasp. His hands danced over your skin, more possessive than he had allowed himself to be all night.

“God, you drive me insane,” he mumbled into your mouth, voice hoarse with desire. You could feel the insistent press of his stiff cock against your stomach now, impossible to ignore as you straddled his thick thighs. He rocked his hips against you once, twice, aching for friction in the wet slick of the bathwater. “Want to make you feel good, feel everything I feel for you
”

“You make me feel incredible. Always do. Always know just what I need.” 

He grinned at that, peppered kisses down your shoulder. “And I always will. I’m gonna spend the rest of my life making you feel like this. Like you’re the most precious, desired woman in the world.” Shiu was desperate for more of your taste, your touch, all of you. “Just tell me what you need, what you want,” he begged.

You smiled back breathlessly, happy and wildly turned on in the way he always managed to make you. But you wanted to work him up even more. You leaned in close, whispered into his ear. “I want
” you traced his inner thigh with your fingertips, sending sparks down his spine, “a drink.” 

He groaned as you sat back with a smirk, his heart racing. “Some wine, huh?” His voice was strained, but he tried to keep it smooth. “That can be arranged.” His pupils were blown wide with want as his eyes raked your figure hungrily. 

You nod, giddy as you tease him. “You did promise me wine and a bath, lover.” 

He laughed softly, a mix of amusement and desire. “That I did, sweet thing.” His grip tightened on your hips. “And I always keep my promises to you. Though I wouldn’t mind watching you get the drinks yourself
you’re quite the sight right now.” He let his gaze linger pointedly at the swell of your breasts just above the waterline. “Been missing my favorite view.” 

“Oh yeah?” You leaned forward as if to kiss him again, but ducked to lick a long stripe up his neck before quickly getting out of the bath. He gasped, the unexpected sensation sending a jolt of pleasure straight down his spine. He watched as you stood up, drinking in your body with unabashed lust. 

“You’re a tease, you know that? But I love it. I love how confident and sexy you are, princess. And I can’t wait to get my hands on you
among other things.” You giggled and slowly twirled for him. His heart raced as you showed off for him.

You reached for a towel and wrapped it low on your waist. “Try not to miss me too much while I get our drinks, okay?”

“Hurry back, baby, or I’ll have to come and find you,” he warned, voice thick with desire. 

You blew him a kiss and swayed your hips as you walked out of the bathroom. You made your way to the kitchen and poured a glass of wine for yourself, then mixed an Old Fashioned for Shiu. His eyes lit up as you came back, barely able to look away from your tits to see the drinks in your hand. 

“Aww, look at you, all domestic,” he teased with a smirk. Shiu emerged from the water like a Greek God, dark hair plastered to his forehead in curls, rivulets of water running down the lean muscles of his chest, his stomach, his thighs
 your mouth went dry, and you took a long sip of the rich wine. He knew he looked good, winked at you as he stepped out and slung a towel around his waist. “Gimme that Old Fashioned, baby.”

“Is that what they’re calling it now?” You teased, and he rolled his eyes as you handed it over.

“Thank you, angel.” He closed his eyes as he tasted the cocktail, relishing the familiar burn of the whiskey. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer. “Cheers.”

You clinked your glass against his and echoed the toast. He savored another sip before setting the drink down on the edge of the tub. He gently brushed a strand of hair away from your face, his gaze soft and affectionate. As sweet as it was, you were impatient, pulled him closer until you were crowded back against the marble counter and flush against the heat of him. 

He dipped his head to your neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive flesh as you trembled beneath him. One warm hand slid under the edge of your towel, his touch burning a path along your thigh. You clung to him, tilted your head to give him better access, fought to get the words out between gasps. “The bath is gonna go cold
” 

Shiu sighed and paused his assault on your neck, breath hot and ragged. “You’re right, but I’ll be damned if I don’t want to let you go right now.” 

“Who said you had to let go?”

“You’re a damn temptress, you know that?” He picked you up in a swift, fluid motion, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. With a few long strides he carried you back to the tub and lowered you both into the water with a splash. You laughed as you fell, clinging to his neck. The sound of it only filled him with more want, more desire- he pulled you against him with a swirl of still-steaming water, the bubbles long since dissolved into sweet foam. His hands roamed over your wet skin, claiming every inch for his own. 

“Mmm, you taste like whiskey,” you said against his lips. “Have some wine.” You slipped your tongue into his mouth, the taste of both drinks mingling as you devoured him. The room seemed to shrink as Shiu shuddered in your embrace, the world narrowing to your shadows in the candlelight, the heady movement of your lips against each other, his hands in your hair.

“You’re so sweet. Taste so damn good,” he rasped. He dropped his hand between your thighs, his touch rougher now, needy. “I can’t get enough of you.”

“You have all of me,” you whispered, sliding your hands across his back. You arched your hips up into his grasp, couldn’t help smirking when his body followed your lead instantly. You could feel the insistent twitch of his cock beneath you and wiggled your hips back just enough to make him swear under his breath. He tightened his grip on your waist, lifted you to straddle his lap. 

He swallowed your moans, shot through with desire. “Wanna take care of you, show you how much I adore you,” he dragged his lips across your collarbone, lower, nipped at your soapy tits. You knew he wouldn’t go further unless you asked, and god did you want him to go further. 

“Need you, need to feel you inside me,” you panted, arms thrown limply over his broad shoulders. His breath caught on the needy words, and he almost broke then and there.

“Yeah, you want me to fuck you, princess?” The words burned hot against your chest.

“Don’t wanna be able to walk after. Gonna need you to carry me everywhere,” you pleaded with a breathless laugh.

He knew you were mostly joking, but the idea still sent a possessive thrill through Shiu. “That so?” He held you down harder, so there was no mistaking the throb of his cock between your legs. “You want me to wreck you?”

“Ohhh, yes
” He rocked his hips up against you again, his swollen head at your core, teasing and tantalizing. He lifted you by the thighs, holding you open in the swirling water. 

“You ready for me?” 

“Please, baby
”

Shiu’s breath caught at the need in your voice. “Begging already? You know what that does to me.” His voice was raw. He braced one hand against the edge of the tub, the other holding your hips in place, thighs spread open. You dug your nails into his shoulders, your cunt already slick and clenching in anticipation. 

He moaned at the feeling of you, somehow wetter even than the water surrounding your bodies. You were radiating heat. “You want me that badly, princess?”

“Don’t be mean Shiu,” you whined, desperate, tired of the teasing though you had been the one to start it.

He couldn’t deny you what you wanted, not when you begged so prettily. “Yeah baby, I hear you,” he growled. “I’ll give you what you need.” With one swift motion, he pulled you down on his cock and bucked his hips up, a cry spilling from his lips at the sudden relief. The familiar stretch was delicious, the first few inches of his considerable length driving the last remnants of the day’s stress from your mind. He felt the shift in you, the way your eyes rolled back as he pushed past the first tight ring of muscle, and grinned fiercely. 

“Love fucking you dumb, angel,” he groaned, pulling back just enough to leave you gasping with the loss before slamming back up, filling you to the hilt. Or what you thought was the hilt- you were already grinding down against his pelvis when he rocked up harder, forcing himself in further from the new angle. It knocked the air from your lungs and you crumpled into him, moaning even louder. 

“Shh, I’ve got you,” he soothed, the gentle words a contrast to the insistent throb of his cock deep in your womb. He held you in place, not letting you move just yet, the need to take this slowly at war with the urge to claim you ruthlessly. You whined, tried to bounce against him, but he held you firm. “Just give me a moment,” he rasped, “don’t want to hurt you
”

You sighed and held tighter to him as you waited, until the burn had softened to a dull warmth. He noticed your softening, pulled your arms tighter around his chest. “Gonna start moving again,” he warned, ghosting his lips over the base of your neck like an apology for the harsh strokes he began to subject you to. 

His head fell back as he lost himself, enveloped in the tight, slick heat of you- the closest thing to the divine he’d ever felt. “God, you feel incredible,” he breathed, awed and needy and aching with every drag against your clinging walls. He was slow, controlled, deliberate, made you feel every pulse of his veins as you sucked him in. 

The water swirled around you as he lifted and dropped you on his cock, sheathing himself deeper and deeper each time. Fucked dumb, you raked your nails down his back. Shiu’s hips stuttered, rhythm lost as he shuddered under you. 

“Yeah, princess, scratch me up,” he groaned, “wanna feel you everywhere.”

You gripped him harder, left crescent-moon evidence behind of your manicured nails on his skin. He chuckled and palmed your ass under the water. “Want more, baby?”

“Anything you want,” you huffed. “I can take it.” You emphasized the point with a tug at his hair, fingers tangled in the close-cropped strands. He let his head fall back in your grip, still laughing, the rumble in his chest going straight to your needy hole. 

He loved this side of you, felt the want lick through him like fire at the sharp little tug of your hand in his hair. He sped up, caught his bottom lip between his teeth as he bucked into you harder, eyes locked on the way your flesh rippled at the force.

The heat in his eyes made you feral, made you beg shamelessly into his neck, made you reach a desperate hand to your throbbing clit. He shifted slightly to give you more access, sought out the places inside you that he knew would drive you crazy. “Want it rough, baby? Such a good girl, taking everything I give you.”

“God, yes, please, Shiu, fuck me,” you mewled into his mouth, eyes squeezed shut as you rubbed frantic circles on your twitching clit. 

“That’s what I wanna hear, angel. Gonna make you forget your own name.” His breath heaved, body drawn taut as a bowstring as he worked you over. His muscles would burn later, make him stiff in the morning, but he didn’t care. Nothing mattered but the way you felt around him. His fingers were locked on the soft fat of your hips, sure to bruise in the shape of his powerful grip. 

His confident voice was strangled now, his control slipping further as you clung to him and moaned. “Can’t get enough of the sounds you make, can’t get enough of your body, so perfect for me
” He suddenly flipped to press you against the side of the bathtub, held down and fucked breathless as he chased your contact, your friction. He angled his hips to slam into the spot that had you seeing stars, groaned at the way your cunt spasmed around him.

“Fuuckk Shiu, you’re so deep.” You curled your fingers around the edge of the tub, hung on for dear life as water slopped onto the spotless floor. 

“That’s the spot, huh baby? Feel your pretty pussy milking me, fuck.”

“Yes, yes, I’m all yours, baby, you own me,” you babbled. You rolled your hips back to meet each thrust, slick skin sticking deliciously to his torso as he rutted up into you. 

His precision gave way to urgency as you whispered filthy words into his ear, sweat and suds stuck to your cheeks, the curls of soft hair on his heaving chest. “You feel so goddamn good, like you were made for me, princess.”

“I was, was made for you, I’m your cocksleeve,” you murmured, the words spilling out without thought as you were lost in pleasure. 

His answer was a strangled laugh, a deep blush spilled across his cheeks. “You’re gonna kill me, talking like that,” he shivered, hips sloppy and reckless against you as he bullied his cock deeper. “Don’t fucking stop.”

How could you deny him? “I’m your good girl, your slut, your pretty little toy- mmmmphh
!” He cut you off with a fierce kiss, swallowed the rest of your filthy words. He squished your cheeks in one hand, held you tight against him as he devoured you, so deep that you felt him in your stomach. You couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, just needed more and more of this, falling up into your peak. 

He was right beside you, helplessly confessed it against your ear, “I can’t hold on much longer, angel, I’m so close, please
”

You eagerly took the power he offered up, tilted your head in a teasing little gesture like he didn’t just have your eyes rolling back. “Please what?”

He bit his lip, hung his head against your neck as he caught his breath. “Please, keep talking to me like that, please.”

“You like when your pretty baby talks dirty?” He shuddered, nodded, hid his face in your neck. Your own orgasm was imminent, coiled behind your navel and sparking down your spine. You couldn’t be mean to him, not when he’d been so sweet all night. You cupped the back of his head, held him even closer. “Mmm you’re so fucking deep, make me feel so good
want you to fill me up, make me yours...”

He whimpered something affirmative that slipped down your collarbone, settled between your legs. You pressed back against him, rode him harder, met every stuttered thrust with your own grinding arch.

You read each other instinctively, with the blind trust that had been part of your relationship since the beginning. Your bodies fit together perfectly, like they’d never meant to be apart. Shiu’s heart beat wildly at your back, matching the frantic fluttered pulse in your clit as you stroked yourself to your peak. Sharp teeth closed on your shoulder as you came, as the feeling of you clamped around his weeping cock undid him. 

“Come for me, angel,” you ordered through gritted teeth, and he obeyed, surged forward to cover your mouth with his, caught your silent scream between his teeth as he came hard, hot pulses of thick white cream filling the deepest parts of you. 

His body trembled, slumped against you. Shaky hands pulled you flush to his sweaty chest as he fought to catch his breath, your own body limp and spent. “You’re incredible,” he murmured, swollen lips caressing your jaw, your neck, your chest. “So goddamn perfect, I’m all yours
no one else could ever do this to me.”

You closed your eyes, leaned back to urge him lower, sleepy and beyond satisfied as the bath water slowly cooled. He slipped out of you with muffled apologies, brought soothing fingers to cup your well-used pussy. “We’re made for each other,” you sighed dreamily, reached for the glass of wine you’d left behind, passed Shiu his cocktail. 

“Damn right we are, princess. Couldn’t imagine my life with you.”

You grinned, clinked your glass against his. “Cheers to that, my love.”

“Cheers indeed.” He sipped the whiskey, savored the burn, eclipsed by the fire still smoldering through his limbs. “To us, to our life together.”

Across the room, still bathed in golden light from the melting candles, his phone pinged with your food delivery, but neither of you were in a hurry to disentangle from each other. You couldn’t remember that you’d ever been stressed at all. 

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if you made it this far I love you, have a forehead kiss! This ended up being SO much longer than I planned!! Happy Kinktober Shiu Nation <3


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4 months ago

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7 with shiu? 👀👀

#7: “One more. Just one more.” 

[18+, MDNI]

pairing: shiu kong x female assassin! reader

contains: smut, usage of a vibrator, overstimulation, brat taming, use of pet names (he calls you princess once, then brat once)

likes, reblogs and comments appreciated. <3

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When you started working with Toji about a year ago, he warned you that his handler, Shiu Kong, was quite serious and didn’t like to mess around when it came to the completion of jobs. Despite that, you messed with him the same way you would with everyone else. Since you were pretty strong, fast, and well-known, you got away with more than you should. Shiu had done a great job keeping his composure, even though your behavior drove him insane most days. 

Until today, when he snapped after you purposely let your target slip away. 

Your screams are muffled due to your panties that Shiu shoved into your mouth to shut you up, and you have no choice but succumb to another orgasm. You’ve lost count after two, since the vibrator that Shiu mercilessly used on you was so strong that it got you to cum within minutes. Your wrists twist against the cuffs he used to keep your hands out of the way. 

Shiu whistles at the wet mess you’re making on the bed, and he pulls the vibrator away from your overstimulated clit to give you a minute to breathe, smirking down at your trembling figure as he pulls your panties out of your mouth. “Nothing smart to say? Good, we’re getting somewhere,” he says, then flashes a charming smile at you. “Ready to apologize now, princess?” The nickname is laced with condescension. 

“It- It was an accident,” you manage to gasp out, unable to stop the twitching in your legs from the overstimulation. 

“Liar,” Shiu hums, taking a drag from his cigarette before exhaling. “I’ve seen you work. I know how fast you can get shit done. You just wanted to play around.” He then shrugs before putting the cigarette out. “That’s too bad. Thought you would’ve learned your lesson by the time the others got back. Looks like we’ll be here for a while.” 

Your heart drops, and right on cue, you hear the door open downstairs. You can tell that Toji and the rest of your colleagues are now relaxing and chatting in the living room. You look back at Shiu, and he turns the vibrator up two more levels with a devilish grin. “Guess the others are gonna have to hear just how loud and desperate you can be.” 

Your eyes widen, and you bite back a yelp when he places the toy against your clit, rubbing in steady circles. Already sensitive from earlier, the new setting practically triples the intensity of the sensation. You try to last and hold back any noise, but Shiu’s patience and persistence breaks you. You whine as another orgasm approaches, then you finally give in, knowing that if you cum, the others downstairs will hear. The last thing you want is to ruin your reputation. 

“Okay, o-okay
!” You frantically whisper towards him, trying to keep the volume of your heavy breathing to a minimum. He pulls the toy away from you, then raises a brow in question. “I’m sorry. I won’t play around anymore.” 

Shiu watches you with dark eyes, then nods. “Alright, but one more.” 

He returns the vibrator to your clit, and you nearly scream as you jolt. “What the hell, I apologized
!” 

“You did, and that’s lovely, but just one more,” he says with another shrug. “Y’know, to make sure the lesson here really sticks. Besides, consider this a bonus lesson. If you’re able to conceal your moans when you cum, then you’ll be able to hold back your sassy ass comments whenever we work together. It’s simple, really.” 

Your eyes water from the sensitivity, but you know that holding back the impending orgasm will only add to the discomfort at this point. You shut your eyes, try to relax, and take some shaky breaths as the knot in your abdomen begins to tighten. You hear Shiu chuckle from above you, and you fight every urge to snap at him so you don’t make it worse. When you finally cum, you bite hard into your bottom lip so the only noise that comes out is a small, shuddering moan. 

When he finally turns the vibrator off, you melt into the sheets as you attempt to catch your breath. Shiu releases you from the cuffs, places a water bottle on the dresser for you, then hands you his jacket to cover up with. “That was five orgasms. Remember how it all felt the next time you want to fuck up on purpose,” he chastises in a low voice. “Because next time, I’m just going to push it to eight.”

He gently grabs your chin and angles your head so you’re looking at him. “Take this damn job seriously, you brat.” 

When he leaves the room so you can get dressed, you scoff as you slowly sip the water he left you, remembering how he said ‘next time.’ 

Guess you actually like when I piss you off a bit if you’re already looking forward to the next time you’ll deal with me. You think to yourself, and you smile, also thinking about next time.

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