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the kiss tax
PAIRING. GEN NARUMI X CHUBBY READER
CONTENT WARNINGS. ooc narumi + fluff + teasings + suggestiveness+ dry humping + some cheesy stuff
SYNOPSIS. what it's like in a typical day off with your captain/boyfriend.
many is narumi to the public eye and to his subordinates.
he's the strongest soldier in the whole jakfd but lacks recognition due to captain ashiro which infuriates him to no end and the lack of praises he receive online from his egosurfing. the silent respect from his subordinates for his skills and his somewhat cool demeanor and his commanding presence when he's serious. he's all that, that they can passed up the negative traits that their captain narumi have.
a stubborn egotistic asshole that thinks he can do everything cause no one reprimands him for it with the exception of his vice captain that have put with his shit since he was recruited for the jakfd and his girlfriend that's the very opposite of him. whom he actually listens to if needed.
the room wasn't the usual garbage bin narumi have resided for the last years. it was devoid of dust and the crumpled papers and the boxes of items he purchased online which is unusual for a man like narumi. having it cleaned earlier for situations like this.
his girlfriend who is currently laying above him. your head on his chest while you read a book while he continues to aggressively punch buttons on his twitch. getting progressively irritated at the game that has been going for the last good thirty minutes.
a day off and this is the two of you choose to spend it. finding it more convenient and it's not like you can drag narumi to stroll around the city to find alleyway arcades and buy him the latest edition of his games.
“take a break, gen. you won't beat it.” you cooed. flipping a page of your book and the said man above you grumbles as the defeat tune you heard for the last minute plays. "what shall i do then?” putting his console in the side. eyes boring hole in the ceiling from the lack of entertainment. “play a new game or anything you want.” you say. never taking your eyes off your book.
he grumbles again. peeking at what is entertaining you. you're reading your romance book again with the filthy smut. he rolls his eyes. you reading that goddamn book with him in the same room as you is insulting. “you're reading that stupid book again like i don't satisfy you.”
you raised a brow at his comment. “oh, is that jealousy i detect in your voice captain narumi?” the question is quick to trigger him and once his calm demeanor took a one full one-eighty. you almost giggled at his reaction. “hah— me jealous in that stupid book. someone's cocky!” and there it is. you decided to provoke him. “oh, really? someone's sure is really prickly about it. are you sure it's not you, captain narumi?”
taunting narumi is like the same as the same as toddlers except he don't get teary-eyed and full on wailing. there's a vein almost popping in his forehead and the corner of his lip twitches like he's a about to pounced on you. anticipating you prepared the course of action to counter what he planned for you.
considering the positions you were at a disadvantage. he was on top of you and you were beneath him but it doesn't mean you won't fight him. you won't back down even he's the captain of the division you belong to and him being equipped with kaiju's organ belonging to one of the oldest to wreck japan. you know he won't use that ability to you and it's second nature to him to predict.
anticipating what he's next move may come to you. it suddenly happened before you can blink and you were fully underneath him. his hold on your wrists are tight but not enough to hurt you but the pressure on it told you that you can't resist it.
“what now, captain?” you are truly playing with fire now. you didn't call him captain unless you're on the presence of your other subordinates and when you're taunting him.
narumi can see everything about you. not just how tight and plush you're clothing is snugged to you. you're tempting and when he takes his eyes off to his console and looks at you. it reminds him that you're his. in cropped shirts and shorts or in the standard uniform. you're incredibly a sight for him and now, he sees you. chest heaving while you breath in small breaths, the look in your eyes —challenging him.
he can't help but to smirk at the look in your eyes and he even forgot what riled him on the first place. it may be a good reason cause he got you pinned underneath him. “you owe me, you little minx.”
you raised a brow. “of what?” licking your lips. he let out a small chuckle. “i'm going to call it “the kiss tax”. for everytime you bossed me around, you're going to give me a kiss.”
you bite your lip to suppress yourself from saying something cocky again. you were about to tease him but what he said surprises you. he may deny it but you know he's snooping and reading your books that he considered to be cheesy and made him puke. “copy that but can you let me move now, captain so i can pay you?” you said wiggling your fingers and he scoffs before putting himself in a sitting position and you climbed on his lap.
his hands went on your plush waist and squeezing the flesh. his sight went down to see your belly squished and spilling on the black crop top you wore and how heavenly it is for someone like him who likes to laze. it simply made his life more comfortable since you became his.
“shall i pay you now, gen?”
you hold his cheeks in your palms before leaning down to kiss him. it was a soft short sweet kiss. quite similar how the two of you first kissed and then a second one. bestowing him a peck to his lips and then hen the third, he pulls you closer to him. crashing your lips to his and without further warning you two were exchanging spits.
your crotch are warm against his. he feels the fatness of your pussy in your shorts and he's not doing good. his bulge tenting in his sweatpants and it's getting quite painful until he made you sit on it. groaning in the kiss while you gasp.
“it would be more than that, gen.” you say before kissing him back again. your hips are rolling against his erection. your panties currently soaking from the friction.
he chuckles. “consider it as a full payment but i doubt it.” pulling you closer to him and his cock leaks with precum. he huffs. engulfing your lips with his own. “with the times you've bossed me. it would me more than that but you're willing to pay it.”
Listening to the theme that plays under most of the big fights in Kaiju No. 8 gives me the same emotional whiplash as when it finally clicked that Kai’s theme in Kung fu panda 3 was a Chinese instrumental of “I’m So Sorry” by the imagine dragons.
I cannot explain how much I find Kaiju No. 8 and its treatment of its female characters refreshing.
Like they just get to exist and be strong and important and they aren’t sexualized for cheap jokes and I didn’t realize how much I expected it till it didn’t happen. I was constantly waiting for it to happen and it just….didn’t
Like Mina is essentially seen as the superhero of their time and age, she inspired every single one of them to be there. It is so rare to see male characters (hell even mention in real life) actually admit that the person they look up to in combat is a woman. I kept waiting for the joke about them finding her sexy and it never came. Like they simply just respect her and are honored to be fighting in her division and damn that’s so refreshing.
They don’t even have boob armor like 😭😭😭
It's just not for you| Soshiro Hoshina
Gender neutral
Hoshina heard the door to the training room opened. He smiled and turned around to look at you. "back here again, eh?" You smiled back and walked up to him.
"Don't want me here? I can just leave, you know."
"Putting words in my mouth now?" He leans down to your height. "You're supposed to keep the bed warm for me tonight."
"And you're supposed to be cuddling me right about now." You put your hands on your hips. Hoshina laughed and backed away from you.
"It's the other way around for me!" He laughed. You looked down at his hands and stared at his swords.
"Are those real or fake?" You asked him, he stopped laughing and his lips break out into a smirk.
"Wanna find out?"
"Not in your way, gimme one." You held your hand out.
"I don't know, it could be too heavy for ya and you can hurt yourself."
"Just give it here!" You took one and you immediately lowered down, making the tip of the sword touch the ground. "It is heavy.." you huffed out. All you can hear is Hoshina's laughter. You tried to raise it up from the ground but you can only raise it a little and for a short period of time.
"I don't think killing Kaijuus is for you, stay with what you're doing now!" He laughed out loud. You pout and try to throw the sword at him but you only just throw it at a small distance.
"shut up! Why do you have such a heavy weapon anyway!" You glared at him.
"because I just like the weight of it and puts more power into my swings." He explained. He picked up the sword with ease and smiled. "It's late so we should just head home."
"After our midnight snack!" You smiled and could hear your stomach growling.
"Alright but I'm not paying~"
"Soshiro!"
"ok, maybe half~"
Thank you for reading!
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Both on Twitter and with THIS post, I was bullied into drawing Soshiro in a pokemkn Au. I cannot begin to tell you how much trouble I had trying to design an outfit for him! I love seeing him in traditional style clothing or loose clothes, so trying to decide ONE single outfit gave me so much trouble. But I eventually got it all set up.
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I was originally going to post just this, but I could resist drawing XD
More kaiju no 8 fellas 🤝
2 of them are probably lacking some sleep.
One from work the other from gaming tho...
伊春からのおみやがガリガリ君各種だったレノ
에나비 호시나랑 지그제구리 나루미
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So, as one of my follower on Instagram suggested to me, here a little Kafka x Mina from Kaiju no.8 💕
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So real 😩
I want them to be friends so bad
Favourite game
( ♡ ) pairing : Gen Narumi x fem!reader
( ♡ ) warning : f!reader, NOT PROOF READ , kinda cringe, sex , explicit content , p in v, idk bro, smut wrote by a minor 🤗
( ♡ ) a/n ✏️ : I feel very creative those days 😭
"You're really going to play that now?" You rolled your eyes, but the playful smirk on your lips gave away your amusement.
"What?" Gen didn't look up from his console, his thumbs dancing over the controls. "You know I can't miss the new update."
The room was a mess of discarded action figures and half-eaten ramen bowls, a stark contrast to the gleaming cityscape outside the office window. It was a rare moment of peace before the chaos that often accompanied your lives as members of the Defense Forces.
You shifted in his lap, the friction sending a shiver down your spine. You leaned over, your hair brushing against his cheek. "You're going to miss the best part."
"And what's that?" He finally glanced up, one eyebrow arched in curiosity.
"This." With a swift move, you pulled his head towards you, capturing his lips in a fiery kiss that left you both breathless. The game controller slipped from his grasp, forgotten amidst the growing heat between them.
The tension in the room was palpable, a silent symphony of desire that had been building for weeks. Gen's hand slid down your back, cupping your ass as he pulled you closer. The sound of your heavy breathing mingled with the distant sirens, a stark reminder of the world outside your bubble.
With a playful nip at his bottom lip, your stood up, strutting towards the desk. You leaned over, your breasts pressing against the cool surface. "Are you going to keep playing, or are you going to show me what Japan's Strongest Anti-Kaiju Combatant is really made of?"
Gen's eyes darkened as he took in the sight of you. He set the game aside, the battle on the screen fading to black. "Alright," he said, a smirk playing on his lips. "Let's see if you can handle it."
The door to the office slammed shut, the echo muffled by the thick carpet. He stalked towards you, his movements predatory and graceful. The respirator mask hung around his neck, a stark reminder of the battles he faced outside these four walls.
You felt a thrill run through you as he stepped behind you, his hands sliding up your thighs to grip your hips. He took off your combat gear, sliding it down your legs and he unzipped his. He leaned in, his breath hot against your ear. "Ready?"
Your heart pounded in anticipation. "Always."
The first touch of his dick against your wetness made you gasp. He didn't wait, pushing into you with a force that made your knees buckle. You braced yourself against the desk, your nails digging into the wood.
Your rhythm grew frantic, the sound of your skin slapping together a sharp counterpoint to the sirens wailing outside. Gen's grip tightened, his hips pumping harder, faster, as if trying to outrun the inevitable call to duty.
You moaned, your eyes squeezed shut, the sensations overwhelming you. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing through your body, making you forget the tension of their daily lives. You could feel his muscles flexing against you, his strength a stark contrast to his usual laid-back demeanor.
The desk creaked under your weight, papers fluttering to the floor in your wake. Gen's breath was ragged in your ear, his voice a low growl as he whispered dirty encouragements that made your core clench around him.
Your movements grew erratic, the room spinning as your climax approached. You reached back, your hand finding the back of his neck, your nails scraping against his skin. "Harder," you panted, pushing yourself back against him.
He obliged, driving into you with an intensity that left you gasping for air. You could feel him swell inside you, his breathing matching the erratic beat of your own heart.
Suddenly, the desk phone blared to life, the shrill ring piercing the air. Gen cursed, his body tensing. For a moment, you thought he would ignore it, that he would let the world burn for the sake of your passion. But duty called, and with a final, powerful thrust, he groaned, filling you completely.
Your bodies stilled, panting, as the phone continued to ring. With a sigh, Gen pulled out, his cock glistening with your arousal. He reached for the phone, lifting it to his ear. "What is it?" he barked, his voice still thick with desire.
The voice on the other end spoke urgently, the words a blur to your lust-filled brain. But you could feel the change in Gen's body, the tension coiling back into his muscles like a spring winding tighter and tighter.
"Fuck." He slammed the phone down, his expression shifting from passion to grim determination. "We've got a breach. Code Red."
You straightened, your own arousal fading as reality crashed back in. You reached down, adjusting your clothing as Gen turned away to grab his combat gear. "Let's go," you said, your voice steady. "We've got a city to save."
The room was a flurry of activity as you both dressed, strapping on your weapons and gear. The playful banter of moments ago was replaced with the seriousness of the situation at hand. But even as you prepared to face the monstrous threat beyond the office walls, the heat of your encounter lingered, a reminder of the connection that made you more than just colleagues.
When you were both ready, Gen turned to you, his red eyes intense. "Stay safe," he said, his voice gruff.
You nodded, your own eyes gleaming with a fierce resolve. "Always."
And with that, you sprinted out of the office, leaving your passion-filled sanctuary behind, ready to face whatever the world threw at you.