You are so damn warned XD Just a really friendly reminder, my hands are shaking, I'm blushin, but I also feel stupid because I don't think I can write cool lemons (wtf am i saying...) I just... I lost my... I CANT TALK PROPERLY AFTER I WROTE THIS XD Btw when I was writing this, I was talking with my boyfriend... Lewl, we had our cameras on and in one moment I was red as a god damn tomato and he was like ' you okay?' And I just watched him and watched, until I blurred out that he should give me a second. He nodded and my stupid brain decided, hey why not crash my head into the pillow on the bed. The only thing I heard from my panda (that's how I call him XD) while he was talking to his mother was: and that's my precious over there XD

 I fucking died then XD

 I'll fail this one-shot. Please forgive me. *hides behind the bed: I DID MY BEEEEEST ;-;*

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 Two months had passed since the attack of Jungle towards (Y/N). That's why she never left HOMRA's side. Mostly Anna Kushina's, the Third and Red King. 

 She had developed some kind of feelings towards one of the clansmen, Rikio Kamamoto.

 He was teached her to relax around people and to be open towards the people who cared about her. And he could be a big pain in the ass if (Y/N) didn't do something as he has said. Escpecialy if she doesn't follow his rules of keeping it down until they figure out JUNGLE's plans. 

 (Y/N) glanced towards the door, sighing in boredom as she played with a baseball ball that Shohei had given her before he went outside with the others. 

 Strangely, Anna was nowhere to be found, so the young woman thought that she is probably outside with Kusanagi, considering he is also missing. 

 "Why should I be locked inside? It's no fair when the White King isn't there to kick some asses. If there are any asses for kicking though..."  She mumbled to herself, white flames surrounding the ball. 

 She growled as threw the ball at the door, not paying attention to the person that had just came inside. 

 "I didn't know that you want to kill me because you are locked in, (Y/N)-chan." She sighed, her gaze directed towards the tall, thin man that stood in front of the door, the once white flamed ball, surrounded in red flames now. 

 "You know how much I hate being inside, Rikio." (Y/N) pouted, lying on the couch. 

 "It's for your own safety, you know." 

 "But I'm the White King! I think I can take care of myself perfectly fine." She said, her hands in front of her chest, when she closed her eyes. 

 "I don't think so." She yelped as she felt her hands moved away, now on each side of her head. 

 Rikio smirked, pecking her on the lips, refusing to let go of her wrists. 

 "Stop using this way of tease to remind me that I'm not safe outside. Gosh, I feel like an idiot..." (Y/N) mumbled, looking away from his brown eyes. 

 "Admit it. You like it." He teased, leaning once more, his face inches away from hers. 

 (Y/N) felt the urge to kick him in the stomach, because of her way of threating people. But she held it, watching his lips as they slowly pressed against hers in a small, but passionate kiss. 

 He licked her lower lip as he asked for permission. She relaxed her body, but refused to allow him. 

 He growled in the kiss, pressing his body against hers suddenly, causing her to yelp, but it was enough for him to slip his tongue inside, so he could explore. 

 She closed her eyes, managing to release her hands from his grasp as she hugged him by the waist. 

 He traced down his hands, towards the end of her shirt, pulling it up, revealing her stomach, his somewhat cold slim fingers caressing her warm, soft skin. 

 She opened her eyes, memories of the dream she had flashing through her mind, as she bit her lower lip, holding in the wave of pleasure she suddenly felt. 

 Rikio smiled as he saw her like this, so he slipped his hand underneath her bra, massaging her breasts as he felt them harden underneath his palm. 

 (Y/N)'s eyes were wide, her body shaking from the new sensation that had entered her body. 

 With one fast move he moved his hand under her back, unlocking the (f/c) bra she was wearing, leaving it loose on her as he procceeded on taking off her shirt. 

 After that was finished, he admired her top part of her body, before getting rid of the bra, tossing it somewhere else as he kissed her neck, sucking on it, leaving pinkish hickeys there, making (Y/N moan. 

 He smirked at the thought of her being his. And the hickeys left as a sign that she has been marked by him.

 (Y/N) couldn't describe what she felt right now. Although there were some seconds she wanted to run away from this, afraid to make any further steps, her body wanted more from his touch. Her body wanted more from Rikio. 

 Rikio left her neck, going down towards her collarbone, biting it playfully, waiting for her reaction. When he felt her body tensing up, shaking from the pleasure he gave her, the blonde man smirked on her skin, tracing down into the part of her body no one has ever seen.

 No one except him. 

 He cupped her left breast, giving it a gently squeeze, while his mouth worked on her right breast, his tongue making circles around her hardened nub. 

 With that her body jolted up for a second, trying to handle the new wave that entered her body. 

 He went lower and lower, reaching the beggining of her jeans. 

 Then he suddenly stopped. 

 (Y/N) groaned as she felt all the wamrth fading, her (e/c) orbs tracing down his movements. 

 "Don't worry. I'll just lock the door. Gonna make sure no one interrupts us." He winked at her, making her blush madly. 

 He took off his own shirt, revealing his well toned body. (Y/N) couldn't turn her gaze away.

 Rikio walked over to her, unzipping her jeans, pulling them down, leaving (Y/N) almost naked. She blushed madly, trying to hide what's left of her pride, though it wasn't easy. 

 She wanted this. 

 The blonde man grabbed her wrists with his left hand, while with his right he went between her legs, massaging that one spot through her panties (?), making her go crazy. 

 "Rikio!" She moaned, her body starting to jerking up from the amount of stimulation she received.

 Shortly after, she gave up, the pleasure that she had tried to hold in, exploding, her vision blurry. 

 She closed her eyes, resting on the couch, her body still shaking from what she just felt. 

 Minutes passed in silence, as (Y/N) regained her strenght, opening her shinig (e/c) eyes, searching for a pair of brown ones, who watched her, admired her. 

 Adored her. 

 She then felt something pressed between her legs, her eyes shoting towards there, to see Rikio naked his hard member pressed onto her wet entrance. 

 With ease he removed the piece of cloth that blocked the way, almost tearing it up, without even bothering that (Y/N) had to wear it later so she could go home.

 He slowly entered, waiting for the slight pain that (Y/N) felt to go away so he could move further inside. 

 (Y/N) hid her cheeks with her hands, holding in the moans that wanted to escape her mouth right now. After the pain had disappeared, the only thing she felt was the fantastic sensation of his member thrusting inside her, in a steady rhythm which soon started to pick up the pace. 

 (Y/N) jerked up, her body now comfortable for him to move faster, as she even started moving together with him, bringing pleasure to both of them. 

 Rikio growled against her skin, as he kissed her earlobe, biting it, making (Y/N) gasp, releasing the moan she had held in. 

 That was enough to make Rikio's pleasure reach it's end, as he released in one last thrust, making (Y/N) moan, coming again. 

 She breathed heavily, when she felt Rikio's body pressed against hers, bare skins welcoming each other. 

 (Y/N) could feel the warmth that radiated from his body, as she kissed his cheek. He pushed himself up, his eyes locking in with hers. He leaned closer to her kissing her on the red cheeks, smiling. 

 (Y/N) chuckled shyly, resting her head on the comfortable couch. 

 Now they had to clean up everything before the rest of HOMRA came. That's fucked up.