⚠️ Explicit sex in the chapter.

You stayed silent for the entire ride. When Anna parked at the tower, she immediately noticed something was wrong with you.

«Aren't you going inside?»

«Just a moment, I need to get some air.» You answered by massaging your temple, feeling a sharp pain in your head and you knew the cause «I'll be back soon.»

The woman with the parisian bob stared at you for a few seconds before going in alone. Your condition was understandable, you had left everything and everyone to be with Kazuya and now, you were paying the consequences of your actions.

«If I may advise you, don't regret your choice. Or it will be much worse for you.»

Her words were harsh, but sincere. All you had to do was accept and face the future, not at all optimistic...even if it was what you wanted, you were afraid that had been the wrong choice.

Later, you walked through the doors of the building and headed to get a few glasses of water in the break room, thinking back to your friends' expressions. You used to train and joke with them, but now they hated you and that was enough to make you feel bad...the words Hwoarang had shouted at you, you couldn't get them out of your head...

You filled another glass of water and turned towards the door, but your eyes widening when you saw him. With his shoulder leaning against the doorframe and his arms raised to his chest, Kazuya Mishima had watched your every little movement and with a dissatisfied expression.

«I thought you were studying as usual, but it seems I was wrong...where have you been all this time?» He said in a low voice, as he closed the door behind him. Your heart quickened in pace, you didn't feel like saying that you went off to meet Jin and the others.

«I just took a break.» You smiled slightly but it wasn't convincing, not when your hand was shaking holding the glass «But now I'm going to...»

Suddenly, your senses and balance failed. Kazuya caught you before you fell to the floor, your mind was getting heavy and you closed your eyes for a few moments, breathing fully through your mouth.

«I-I didn't mean to be careless...I'll return to work immediately.» Your hand gripped the man's shoulder as he gently wrapped his arms around your waist, your feet can no longer support you and your breaths were labored. There, Kazuya touched your forehead and felt it unexpectedly warm.

«You have a fever.» He picked up the phone and looked for the doctor's number «I'll take you to the hospital–»

«D-don't!» You pulled him by the vest he was wearing, interrupting his speech «Don't make me go there...please, let me stay with you...»

After that, Kazuya's gaze became intense as he thought about what to do with you, your request had surprised him, along with your sweet and weak face...he still contacted the doctor to inform him of your illness and where would come to visit you.

«Come to this address. She will rest at my house.»

• ● •

You felt soft blankets wrap around you when you woke up. It was still daylight and you were in your work clothes, but definitely noticed that you weren't at the Millenium Tower anymore.

You immediately recognized the surroundings, the last time you had been there, you had attempted to kill the owner in disguise; your headache was still there, but you forgot the rest when heard someone stomp into the bedroom and look at you with attentive eyes.

«You need to stop fainting, it's annoying.» Even if he said that, Kazuya handed you a glass of water with medicine and you accepted it shyly.

«My bad, maybe I exaggerated.» You looked down as you were still under those blankets that smelled of him «I've been stressed lately–»

«Mpf, my son can really be a pain in the ass.» You looked up when he said that, blanching at his grin «Did you think I didn't know? Why did you go to meet Jin without telling me anything?»

You tightened the sheets in your fists, now you were sure you had lost his trust and with it, everything you had done to gain it.

«...I did that to make him give up on the idea of ​​war against you. In this way, there would have been no other victims.»

You were on the verge of fainting again, but Kazuya sat down next to you, sighing heavily.

«Do you think I have become powerful through peace? That's the path for the weakest.» Suddenly, his palm cupped your drooping face to reveal your slightly, teary eyes; you felt weak, maybe he thought you were, but he leaned close to you, mesmerized by your magnetic beauty.

«But you're not one.»

It had been a long time, since Kazuya had looked at a woman and when you came into his life, his mind was clouded by you - and from Reira of course, but he was more interested in the girl who had kicked his car, with that rebellious and wonderful spirit of hers...

He was thinking about something when was disturbed by the doctor's entrance, ready to pay you a visit.

«...a little low blood pressure and tiredness, necessarily needs rest.» He concluded by assuring it was nothing bad. You tried to get up, but didn't have the strength and from that, the doctor added it was better not to move unnecessarily.

«T-this is not my house, I can't–!»

«She'll stay here until recovery.» There, Kazuya thought about answering and once again, you felt yourself turning pale «I'll take care of the expenses as well.»

The doctor just nodded and after a few pointers, left the house without listening a word from you.

«There was no need for this, I can take care of myself!» You looked at the black-haired man with big eyes, hoping he would change his mind, having him babysit you was the last thing you wanted.

But Kazuya ignored your words and took charge of the paper that the doctor had left for you.

«Be a good girl and sleep.»

He closed the door behind him, leaving you alone on that bed fit for a king. You listened to the advice and went back to lie down, smelling his pillow as the pain was already decreasing...

Why was he doing this for you?

No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't sleep and slowly, you got up from the bed.

«A shower will do me some good...» You thought as you walked barefoot towards a private bathroom, slowly undressing and without making any noise.

• ● •

An hour had passed and Kazuya was holding back from returning to his bedroom; he had work to do, but in his head there was only you and every second, he had to know if everything was okay with your health.

He finally sat down and started thinking, because of him, you had this relapse and knowing Jin, he was sure he hadn't forgiven you for taking his father's side and clenched his fist tightly...after Heihachi, it would be his son's turn, so the Devil Gene would have no more rivals.

Yet, there was a weakness to deal with and was wearing the clothes of a sleeping girl.

Suddenly, Kazuya heard a strange noise coming from upstairs and with charged veins in his forearms, he reached the bedroom; someone had followed him, maybe it was Jin Kazama, and abruptly pushed the door open to catch him red-handed...

But there, the only opponent standing before him was your gorgeous naked profile, wrapped in a white shower towel which was on the verge of sliding down. Your eyes looked wide and clutching the fabric around you.

«D-don't look at me!» You attempted to run back into the bathroom to hide from his sight and jumped when his hand blocked the door before you could close it; Kazuya had been chasing you when noticed something and to confirm it, he turned you around to take another look.

«What is this.» He needed to know what was on your back, which was clearly a scar and touched it with his cold fingers, making you shiver a little.

«When they attacked my place, there were shots and explosions everywhere. A bomb exploded while I was escaping and threw me away, seriously injuring me...I was saved by some good people.» You said with hunched shoulders, you wanted to make yourself small so he wouldn't see you in that horrible state, though the pain was gone, the memory would remain forever.

Kazuya stared at the mark and at your bare back, without commenting on your sad story. You tried to turn, but he pushed away your hair and started sniffing the skin behind your ears, as if you were a fresh flower to pick up.

«I should get dressed, can you please—»

Right there, you felt his lips slide down your nape to your back, making you gasp when he pressed against your scar. It was tickling and as soon as Kazuya grabbed your hips, your heart started pounding nervously.

«Not only you disobeyed me, but you allowed yourself to use my shower without permission.» Then, he reached for the towel and grabbed the edge to raise it over your thighs, winning your attempt to keep it down «You also used my towel as you like...you need re-education, Y/n.»

His words made you turn red as a pepper and his manly tone made you feel hot elsewhere. But you didn't give in and to his surprise, you pushed him out of the bathroom to lock you back inside.

«Hey–»

«H-have you realized that I'm still undressed?!» Kazuya was dumbfounded for a second, not believing he had done anything wrong «Sorry for using your stuff, but I'll be out as soon as I change so you can leave now!»

You couldn't see the older man's big frown, obviously annoyed by your gruff manner, but he finally listened to you and when you heard the bedroom door slam, you breathed a sigh of relief.

Still, you went to touch the place where he had kissed your neck, although the room was warm, you felt chills run all over you when remembered the sensation.

More later, you finally put on your office clothes and went downstairs, silently looking around for the owner of the house. You wanted to apologize for the inconvenience before leaving, but you didn't know where to find him.

«Don't tell me that...»

You went to the front door and luckily, it wasn't locked. You peeked a little, thinking of finding him outside, but froze instantly when you heard his stern voice coming from inside.

«Where you think you're going?» Kazuya appeared sitting in an armchair at the back of the living room, with his elbow on the armrest as he crossed the legs in a commanding manner.

«I'm fine now, so I thought I'd go home...I don't want to disturb you further.»

Again, Kazuya frowned nervously before standing up and walking towards you. You thought he was offended by how you kicked him out of his own bathroom when he suddenly grabbed the back of your neck, forcing you to fight the difference between the two of you.

«You've already forgotten what I said. And after what I did for you, you still want to leave...» The man said in a frank tone, as if he wanted to accuse you of ingratitude and leaned towards your face «I'm entitled to a reward, sweetheart.»

His fingers ran through your hair, honestly he didn't want to wait for your answer to get what he wanted, but still acted like a gentleman; after all this time, you had to make something for him and that's why, out of the blue, you went towards the kitchen.

Kazuya looked really confused, as you tied an apron behind your back and started looking in the fridge, sighing when you didn't find any useful things.

«What now–»

«There isn't much here, but I'll do my best. Give me some minutes.»

Annoyed, Kazuya went to sit at the table, apparently you intended to prepare dinner without anyone having asked you; as waiting for this, he carefully studied your figure from behind, in particular your round buttocks and your sinuous profile while it dedicated itself to cooking...he imagined you like this, sitting on the kitchen counter after throwing everything on the floor and your legs ready to claim his place between them...

But his fantasies were soon interrupted when he smelled burning and you swearing at the pot.

«Dammit!» You tried to save the food, but the handle was too hot and there was no glove to use. You were about to panic, when a pair of large hands came over yours.

«You're terrible at cooking.» Kazuya commented on your culinary shortcomings, before taking control of the situation very well and without fear of getting burned when he stirred the pot for you; you watched speechlessly and in a way, it was cool to see him so focused at the stove, as well as clearly pissed off.

«I don't do that often, but today I wanted to thank you for helping me...»

«By poisoning me? Kind of you.»

You glared at the bad joke and he smirked devilishly, he seemed to enjoy teasing you. In that strange atmosphere, you and Kazuya seemed like a loving couple arguing over any trivial matter, but you knew you were far from that...he was a mature man and most likely, he didn't even find you attractive.

«There's something can be saved.» You broke away from your thoughts and there, you saw him intent on cooking an omelette with vegetables, which had an exquisite smell.

«Woah, you're a master at this!» Kazuya raised an eyebrow when noticed you approaching the pot to peek with a fascinated expression «I bet it will be good—»

You didn't finish the sentence, as he silenced you with a spoon inside your mouth. You started eating his food and when you swallowed it, your eyes became teary.

«I-I don't know what to say, it's delicious.» You said with a bite in your mouth and Kazuya chuckled in satisfaction.

And that's when he saw something. Your incredulous doe eyes and your serene smile gave life to an idyllic emotion he had never felt before, completely different from the strong fighting instincts. Of course, his path was filled with hatred and conflict, that he had never felt a feeling of peace in his heart like he was feeling by your side.

You took the plates and set the table to eat, without noticing the man's blank gaze on you; you heard his footsteps, but didn't imagine him standing behind, waiting for the right moment to wrap his arms and hold you against his chest.

It was different this time. He wasn't impulsive and abrupt like his usual self, his breaths let you know that he was relaxed, stealing all your scent coming from the shower.

«We'll have to eat, it will get cold like this...» You said softly, hoping to get some distance and slow your heartbeat, but the other didn't seem to want to.

«But I want to eat you.»

Right there, you tried to resist when he took your ear between his teeth and imprisoned your body in his iron grip to continue savoring you; his lips moved to your neck and sucked hungrily, fearing that he would leave marks on you like this.

«T-this is too much!» You placed your hands on his forearms, but nothing could counteract his strength and your cute voice could only make him more needy.

«This is just the beginning, Y/n.» Suddenly, he picked you up and sat you on the table, face to face with him and with your chests pressed together; he made his way between your thighs and started touching you all over with his big palms.

«K-Kazuya??»

«I will devour you, piece by piece. Until you are completely mine.»

As he promised, his kisses ate at you slowly, sucking and licking the inside of your mouth. You wanted to push him away, but failed when Kazuya grabbed you from the waist to keep you steady.

«I won't let you run from me again, not for Jin, not for anyone else.» His caresses left you stunned and eager for more, you weren't planning on doing that and without hesitation, you hugged him tightly.

«I'm with you.» There were other words you wanted to say, but you kept them to yourself and focused on giving your feelings through physical contact; Kazuya clearly felt this and when he looked into your eyes again, they shone with a different light.

«Y/n.» He grabbed your hand to kiss it gently and you listened, finding his way so elegant and sensual «It's not just your body I want...I want your deepest self connected to me and your heart beats for me alone.»

• ● •

It was as if you were looking at another Kazuya Mishima, who didn't give in to hatred and violence...in response, you tugged at his vest to capture his lips on yours and because of that, he pushed you further onto the table, making it stagger. As soon as he noticed your discomfort, Kazuya caught you in mid-air and took you away from there, in search of a more comfortable area.

«This will take multiple rounds.» The black-haired man said in a mocking tone after choosing the bedroom as your war zone «Assuming you last past the first one. I think I'll break you sooner than expected...»

You were tired of his teasing tone, but soon, you softened when your session started again; you should have been afraid, instead you were full of butterflies and from the moment you looked Kazuya in the eyes, you understood he wanted to win the battle at any cost.

«Wait, I'm not sure I'm ready!» You closed your eyes when the clothes left your skin, giving way to fresh air «This is the first time for me...I'm a little nervous.»

You crossed your hands in front of your chest, showing your obvious embarrassment in front of that large, mature man who was looking at you like a magnificent prey. Kazuya's throat vibrated in amusement at that and in silence, he started to caress your smooth legs, firmly joined together.

His hands were used to sending punches, but they managed to be gentle on you, capable of making your insecurities disappear...Kazuya contemplated your nakedness for a while before doing the same, unbuttoning his shirt and taking off the matching pants.

You were equal in this way.

«We have nothing left to hide.» He said with a piercing look, but you couldn't help but stare at his sculpted muscles, too many for a human «But I don't think it's a problem anymore...you're studying me carefully, Y/n.»

«T-that's not what I meant!» You protested, slightly uncomfortable at his leering gaze and embarrassed by what he was carelessly showing «...it's you who has too much.»

Apparently, your comment just increased Kazuya's flame, visually satisfied with that and so, he placed his elbows on the sides to let himself fall on top of you. You gulped at seeing him so close and so naked, moving your gaze elsewhere, but your gesture lowered your guard, which didn't notice the other's sudden attack...Kazuya quickly grabbed your wrists, pinning them to the mattress and leaving your breasts fully exposed under him.

Aside from that scar on your back, there was nothing else marking your skin, excluding the ones he would soon make on you. Red, hot spots left as traces of his passage on your body, taking care not to cause you any harm.

He was forced to resist, especially when his mouth was inches away from your private area and you made a face that begged to continue, regardless of the consequences.

«You're still not ready for me.» He warned when touched your tightness and there, you grabbed his forearm with narrowed eyes. You were dying of embarrassment and to distract your mind, Kazuya went back to kissing you as he placed you on his lap.

«Do it slowly, please...» You asked in a small voice as you supported yourself over his shoulders, getting an impatient grunt in response when pressed your thighs with his fingers.

«There's no way I can stop now.» He smirked when saw your expression at the contact with his big hardness. When he entered you with a finger, you let out a strangled gasp of dissent, if his finger hurt, how much would you have tolerated his entire length?

«But if you don't stop—» You fell silent when his fingers immediately spread your entrance and felt his large tip take position. Kazuya breathed controlledly, this wasn't the first time he did it, but he was strangely tense, he had to control his movements if didn't want to hurt your gentle flesh.

«Relax, sweetheart.» His authoritative voice sent shivers down your spine and you could tell by the pulse that reached between your legs.

«H-he'll kill me like this, how can I relax?!»

Maybe he had read your head, because Kazuya wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer to him, so that you were ready to welcome him; meanwhile, his mouth sucked on your skin and an explosion of pleasure flared up in you when he played with your nipples...and when you got wet enough, he slowly slipped part of his manhood in, chuckling when noticed your pained expression.

«Tsk, are you crying for so little? Baby virgin.» He licked your face and soon after, he flipped you onto the bed to spread your legs wider.

You wanted to protest, but Kazuya thrust deeply and with a certain force, to the point of clutching the blankets in your hands. If this continued, he would break something.

But you breathed a sigh of relief when he stopped to adjust himself. The truth was, he loved seeing you on the edge because of him and without warning, another push made your back arch.

You wanted to scream the worst words, but remained speechless when the thrusts became bearable and not knowing where to lean, you hugged him tightly, panting against his sturdy neck...you were becoming bathed in sweat and Kazuya's veins were more and more evident on his giant body, no way he would never have stopped this moment of intense satisfaction and pleasure with you.

«I want to fuck you harder than this.»

That's when he turned you, grabbing your ass to reach your wetness again; he fell on top of you and kept thrusting like a beast, biting to hear your voice come out louder.

«Ah! Kazuya!»

«Yes...scream my name like that, so the world will know who Y/n belong to.»

He cupped your wet cheeks in his palm and kissed you forcefully, despite his rudeness you still liked it and clearly saw the older man intertwining his fingers with yours, as you both reached the peak of your pleasure.

For the first time, Kazuya Mishima had ended a match in a draw.

• ● •

You were still dozing when Kazuya stood up. He turned to you and tenderly caressed your exposed cheek, to which you reacted with a smile.

You hadn't just become his woman. You were also the most precious thing had happened to him on the face of the Earth and no matter what, he would protect till death...no one would lay a finger on her again.

But soon, another threat was about to approaching and through a notification to your phone. Still naked, Kazuya took it in his hand and went to read the message from an unknown number.

He recognized the sender and finally, he understood the words he hadn't heard when that man spoke to you in a whisper; he wanted to delete the damn message, or destroy your phone to prevent you from reading it...however, Kazuya didn't wake you up and started to get dressed, with that sentence ringing like a storm in his head...

Like a declaration of war from his son.

"I promise I'll come back to you, Y/n."