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trafalgarya · 2 years

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One Punch Man characters with a clingy and affectionate S/O

With : Saitama, Genos, Tatsumaki, Fubuki, Garou.

gn!reader.

(Warning : No one ig.)

Saitama

This man don't understand why are you so clingy.

Therefore, he obviously wouldn't reject your affection.

He love you after all.

One thing he's so confused too is why are you always like this. Like, he could literally be sitting on the floor playing a game with King or talking with Genos and you would have your arms around his neck with a smile on your face.

But the worst is in bed. Why are you hugging him even in bed ?? Like- come on, even here ?!

But he is used to this, so don't expect him to complain.

Afraid to hug you. Why ? Because of his strenght. He's scared that he would break some of your bones or other just by hugging you too tight.

So, if he hug you, it's just wrapping his arms around you or his hands on your waist, but it's not a little tight. That's why he like to have one of his arms around your neck, that's a way to show his affection.

But that don't restrain him to show him how much to love you though. He kiss you a lot on the cheek or the forehead, shared his food with you, love to play games with you, would obviously protect you a lot, and sometimes he even hug you back ! He just love your presence and you.

Genos

(that was hard to find a gif of him ong 💀)

Genos is fascinate by you. At first and that's still the case, he doesn't understanded why you loved him. Did he do something ? Is it his body that hold your attention ? The fact that he was a hero ? Poor little boy is just lost.

But when he realise that he loves you too, it was weird to him. Not in the worst type of weird, but it's just something new to him.

Would ask advice to Saitama. Did he got any answer ? Of course not.

But that's not the subject.

So, i can see him a little bit like Saitama : Confused on why you are so clingy.

But, unlike Saitama, Genos is not afraid to hug you too and show you his affection. You can expect him to smile all times you hug or kiss him.

When both of you are walking, he would hold your hand by telling you how much you have all his heart. He's afraid to lose you, that is his worst nightmare.

Blushy boi. You can't tell me otherwise.

Tatsumaki

As you all know, Tatsumaki is a big tsundere. Literally the definition of a tsundere.

Most of the time, she would complain on your clingy nature. Sometimes, she would even remove your arms if you are hugging her, but that's rare. Usually, she just complain but let you showing your affection.

She act like she's pissed, but she secretly love all this. When she's alone and only when she's alone, she would fangirl on you. She don't like to seems vulnerable, not even in front of you neither in front of her sister.

But, there's one case where she would hug you back : If she's tired or in a bad mood. On these times, expect her to be as clingy as you, if not even more.

"Y/nnnnn ! Hugs time ! HUG ME !"

But expect her to deny this when she is better tho.

A real kid when tired or in a bad mood. Even if she don't show it, she loves you a lot. If you ever break up with her, be sure than she would be even more a tsundere, not even to you only, but to everyone.

And there's time too where she's a bit sweeter then usually. A bit. These times, she don't complain about you being clingy, you would even see her secretly smiling.

Would be proud to claim you hers in front of other people. You're hers and only hers, she owns you and wouldn't accept that you love or even hug someone other than her. She would be jealous as fuck.

Fubuki

A literal sweetheart. Change my mind.

The best cuddle buddy of them five.

Even though she seems cold in front of everyone, especially to the Hero Association, in front of you ? An another story.

An angel. Even softer to you than to her sister.

I love her with all my heart.

Everytime you jump on her to hug her or kiss her, she has a big smile. She gladly hug you or kiss you back, not hesitating to hold you tight.

She often take you by the hips to make you sit on her lap as she show you her affection too.

I can't tell that she's clingy, at least not as clingy as you, but she likes to hug you too.

When you two share a kiss, she usually put her hands on your cheeks as she play with your tongue.

Proud of you and not ashamed to show it, even in public.

Therefore, she's a bit less clingy in public. She has a reputation to hold after all.

But she would still accept your affection and cuddle you. Just not as clingy as when you two are alone.

She often say to you that she loves you so much.

"I'm proud of you, Y/N. You're my treasure."

She's so soft to you that she hates arguments.

So, when you two are in an argument, she tries her best to stay calm.

Hurting you ? Yelling at you ? Next.

Garou

This teasing mf.

Always teasing you about how much you're clingy to him.

But he gladly hug you back too, just like Fubuki.

Kiss king. You want to kiss him ? Just tell him. But don't except to lead the kiss. You can try, of course, but not recommanded.

Would grab your chin as he's spicing the kiss a bit more all seconds.

You want to hug ? No problem.

Would put his hands on your hips to make you sit on his lap. As you're wrapping your arms around his neck, he grab your ass to bring you closer.

Even in public, he would be as teasy as in private.

Make sure to leave you all blushing at all times. What ? You started after all.

sorry, i wasn't too inspired for garou- but basically a teasing mf.

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thatwasntverycashmoneyofme · 1 year

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Garou who’s so pissed off at you cuz you’re not answering the phone, having his calls go to voicemail and maybe texts not going through. He thinks you blocked him again but your phone was just dead and before that you put it on dnd cause you was out hanging with your ppls and Garou be pissin you off no cap.

You unlocked your door jumping finding Garou sitting on your couch legs in a manspread as he watched you enter, his yellow eyes following your every move. “Boy what tf are you doing in my h-”He interrupts you. “So where you been?” You scoff at the audacity of this man. “Out.” He rolls his eyes.

“So you don’t know how to pick up the phone?” You put your keys and stuff down heading towards the kitchen. “My phone died sassy ass nigga. But that don’t explain why you in my crib.” He followed behind you watch your ass as you lean over getting a water bottle from the fridge.

“I picked the lock but that doesn’t explain why you ain’t answer my texts for two days.” You turn around closing the refrigerator door leaning on your counter taking a few gulps from the bottle.

“Umm didn’t know that my dad walked his baldheaded ass back in my life… Wait, bitch, nigga did you just say you picked my locks?” Your eyebrows scrunched as your lip curled. “Y/n yo that’s not the point.” You muttered under your breath. ‘Could’ve fooled me.’

You’re not surprised by his behavior Garou was a fuck buddy that got obsessed with that gorilla grip super-soaker and it was fine cuz you were feeling him too, his dick game go bananas, but he still wanted to fuck around but you wasn’t with that so when you left him for a new dude he went to the guy’s job and threatened him to break up with you and he keyed his car and busted his windows.

Yea that nigga crazy but now he says he cut off all his hoes and he just want you (massive mafuckin eye roll) He held out his phone handing it to you you looked at it sizing him up before looking back at the phone. “Just take it.”

You grumble snatching the device from him going through it. You seen the conversation between him and his three other sneaky links that he put in a group chat this guy🙄 cursing all of them out and them finding out about each other started another argument.

You could do nothing but laugh as you hand him back his phone, slowly walking towards where he stood at the island leaning over it. “So you believe me? I’m tryna make us possible.” You suck your teeth looking into his eyes teeny to find fault. “I’ll give us a chance but if you fuck up me and my goons running in yo shit baby.”

He smiles kissing your lips his hand sat on your waist. “That’s a bet and I already have our first date planned.” You look at him questionably. “What we doing?” He barks a laugh patting your hip. “We gon watch my exes fight they said Saturday at the park.” You back up from him looking dead in his eyes.

“Boy don’t play with me, better take me out to dinner and a movie or something.” He rolled his eyes pulling you back to him. “Girl chill their fight’s just gonna be the preview.”

You walk towards your room a tired smile playing at your lips from the exhausting interaction you hear Garou’s footsteps behind you. “Play too much crazy ass boy.”

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

#city.writes #black writers #black reader #x black reader #black fem reader #x black fem reader #black yn #opm garou #garou x black!reader #opm garou x black!reader #opm fanfiction #city’s smol fics💞

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opmcafe · 4 years

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incorrect opm ft. y/n

mumen rider: [approaches garou and y/n]

mumen rider: excuse me, is this man bothering you?

y/n: yes, but he’s my boyfriend so that’s on me.

#back-to-back garou #incorrect opm #incorrect one punch man #incorrect opm x yn #opm x yn #opm x reader #one punch man x yn #one punch man x reader #garou x yn #garou x reader

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oreosmama · 4 years

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*Tips toes back into the request box* Hey! It's me again, I got another yandere!Garou idea, what if he had a childhood friend who was always there for him and defended him from bullies and he fell in love with them and he confessed but his crush tried to reject him in a nice way and he just snaps.I'm so sorry that i keep requesting yandere!Garou content but I really love how you write him and portray him (and because I'm a simp for him too),

Turning the Tables (Yandere Garou x Reader)

*GIF not mine*

Summary: The monster never gets the girl, but why not? Garou never knew, but what he did know was that that was about to change. He was getting the girl… getting you, whether you want him or not.

A/N: *Almost passes out writing this at 2 am* Ehh, I really wish this one could have been better, but I already procrastinated enough on it. Sorry it took so long, and I really hope it fits what you wanted. This idea was great, and I only wish I had a better time writing for it. But anyways, in all honesty, I hope you like it!

Word count: 2525

“Haha, look at the monster cry!”

“Beat him up, he’s evil!”

“Take him out, hero! Take out the villain!”

The calls were all the same. Every game, they would cheer as Tacchan stood over him, kicking him and hitting him with the nearest stick.

“Take that, monster! And that!”

Why? What did I do? What made me the villain?

“Stop hurting him!”

The pain stops as Tacchan is shoved away. A girl-- you-- kneels next to him, surveying him for bruises or other wounds as he stays curled up on his side.

“Why are you defending him, YN? He’s not the hero. He’s just the dumb monster.”

You fix a fierce glare on the school’s pretty boy, keeping a comforting hand on Garou’s shoulder as you speak. “You know, heroes lose too sometimes.”

Those words… someone finally understood. Someone finally believed in what he believed, was willing to fight for what he was willing to fight for. You stood up for him. You stood up for the monster.

It was those words that left Garou falling for you. Addicted to you.

~~~

Why couldn’t the monsters ever win? Why couldn’t they defeat the hero or succeed in their plans?

Why couldn’t the monster ever get the girl?

Garou never knew why, but one thing he did know was that, looking at you, he was going to change that.

I’m getting the girl.

“I’m just saying I think you’re overreacting.”

“Pshh, says you!” You shove him away and stick out your tongue. “Where finals are concerned, your opinion is irrelevant. You dropped out; therefore, I get to bitch about finals all I want!”

The pair of you walked side by side down the street. Once in a while, your hands would brush at the proximity, and Garou did all he could to resist intertwining your fingers with his own.

Be patient.

“Well, maybe you should try actually studying instead of watching anime.”

“Maybe you should shut up.”

He only grinned as you pouted, continuing down the street at what must’ve been ten at night. Both of you had just left the cinema after a particularly disappointing horror movie. Garou had vetoed the other options, which consisted of two superhero movies, one documentary, and three cheesy chick flicks. He had hoped that you would duck into his shoulder at any jumpscares, but the movie had been dreadfully bare of any actual horror.

Through the glowing streets of City S, you guided Garou back to your apartment building, leading him up the steps and to your door.

“Shit, it was freaking freezing out there!” Your hands tremble as you try to unlock the door. After the key finally wiggles its way into the lock, you let out a noise of relief before leading him inside. “Why don’t you stay here and warm up before going back to- oh where was it you said you were staying again? A lovely three-story mansion with a backyard hot tub?”

Scoffing, Garou observes as you toss your coat aside on the kitchen table and collapse onto the couch. “I’ll have you know my shack is actually quite warm compared to the outside.”

You hum, unimpressed as he settles down on the cushion beside you and lays an arm out directly behind your head. “Yeah, sure. Because fifty degrees is always considered warmer when compared to forty-nine.”

“Exactly,” he nods, smirking at the laugh it drags out of you. A comfortable silence falls over your living room as you lean your head back on Garou’s arm. You were always so comfortable and accepting of him. You thought the same way he did, always considering the villain’s feelings along with the hero. You shared his sense of humor, his adoration for children, and his deep devotion to your guys’s friendship.

Truly, Garou believed there was no way you didn’t feel the same. Every hug and kiss on the cheek you gave him assured him so. He just had to tell you.

If he confessed first, he knew you would feel confident enough to say the same.

“Garou.” All too suddenly, he’s dragged out of his thoughts of you by you yourself. He doesn’t mind, though; listening to your voice was a million times better than imagining it in his head. One too many times had it not been enough when he sat in his hideout, imagining you lounging around and planning out his next hero attack by his side.

Your hand stretches over his lap to grasp his own as you sit up and turn to him, one leg folded while the other hangs off the couch. “Honestly, I really think you should stay here tonight.”

No, he would never refuse that. Not in a million years. You wanted him here. This time, you invited him to stay in your home.

It was much better than when he used to settle for intruding while you slept, crawling into bed beside you and watching you slumber long before the sun rose. It was always harder to leave than it was to enter.

“YN…”

“I know, I know, but I hate to see how you’re living right now.” You tear your gaze away from his intense one and shake your head. “My spare room is always open.”

No, no, that’s not what he wanted.

“It’s got a mattress and everything. It’s gotta be better than the bale of hay you settle for.”

“I don’t sleep on a bale of hay!”

You raise a brow and he rolls his eyes, grumbling his response. “It’s not as uncomfortable as you think.”

“C’mon Garou, you need this. And honestly, I don’t mind you staying here! I promise.”

That wasn’t his issue. Of course, he wanted to stay here too, but for different reasons. You wanted to keep him inside and safe like a friend should.

He wanted to sleep on your bed and hold you in his arms. He wanted to wake you with breakfast in the morning, kiss you before you left for school, greet you and help you with homework when you returned.

He wanted to make love to you on the counter, in the shower, on the sofa you both sat on right now.

No longer could he stand this platonic bullshit anymore, and he knew you felt the same.

I’m getting the girl.

“I’d be a shitty friend if I didn’t let you stay here for at least tonight-”

“Why don’t we both sleep in your bed then?”

Garou finally shifts his body to face yours, mirroring your position and pulling the arm off the back of your couch to drop it into your lap. His fingers splay out along your thigh but you don’t bother to stop the movements.

Jaw dropped, you stare at Garou in shock. “W-What?!”

“You heard me.”

“Yeah, I heard you, but I don’t think I did it too good.”

“Then I’ll repeat myself.” Garou leans closer, face just inches from your own as he whispers, “Why don’t we sleep in the same bed for the night?”

Never before had you seen the look in his eyes. With enlarged pupils forcing away their natural yellow, they practically glow with desire as he leers over you. Part of you wants to lean back, but you just keep thinking no, this is Garou, my friend. He’s just teasing.

“Very funny, Garou,” you snort, placing two hands on his solid chest to push him away, but you gulp when he doesn’t budge.

“It wasn’t a joke, YN.”

God, he was so close you could feel yourself sweating under his gaze. He was too close; his body was too hot. Slipping away from his long fingers, you stand up and stumble into the kitchen. A glass of water, that’s what you needed to clear your head.

Rage floods Garou’s chest at the aversion and he doesn’t hesitate to follow you. “YN-”

You hold up a finger to pause him while you swallow glass after glass of water, hoping and begging that this was just a joke. Surely he wasn’t serious, right?

After your fifth glass, Garou huffs out in irritation and snatches the water away from your lips, slamming it to the table before folding his arms. “YN.”

“Garou.”

That look in her eyes, it can’t be fear. No, no she loves you just as much as you love her. She’s just shy.

“YN, I’m in love with you.” His cheeks almost burn at the confession, but he continues. “I have been since the day we met, when you stood up for me.”

Guilt floods your features before you turn your head, hugging yourself for comfort. “Garou, I don’t… I don’t know what to say.”

“Just tell me the truth. Tell me you feel the same, YN, because I know there’s no way you don’t.”

“But Garou-”

“Just say you love me, YN, and we can finally be together like we should be.” When he takes a step closer, you take one back, and that’s when the love and hope in his eyes crumbles.

“Garou, I’m sorry. I do, a-and I will always love you-”

“Then why-”

“-as my best friend.”

Cracks fill his chest as the words settle in his stomach like a rock. His heart twinges at the words as they echo in his ears.

A friend? That’s all he was to you? A FRIEND?!

“Take it back, YN.” His head has dropped, shaking back and forth incessantly as he mumbles the words. “Take it back.”

“Garou, I’m so sorry.”

Crash.

You flinch at the sight, watching water drip down your walls as broken glass falls to the floor. A chair at your kitchen table gets kicked into the wall as well, splintering off a wooden leg and leaving a hole in the paneling.

A scream rips its way out of your throat when Garou picks up your table, throwing it in the same direction and not even flinching when it breaks into flying pieces. Fear holds your heart tightly in it’s grasp as he approaches you, face scrunched up in fury.

“Why, YN?” The words are spat with disdain. “Why won’t you just admit you love me back? What’s stopping you?”

You whimper and back away slowly, scared to anger the beast more. Too bad the damage had already been done. Garou kicks a dent into your fridge, allowing the cold air to hiss out and fill the now-dusty room.

“Garou, please!” “I won’t use you, YN! I won’t cheat on you, or go behind your back! I love you and only you!”

“Garou!” Fearful tears slide down your face after you run into the counter, completely and utterly helpless. You feel trapped in your own home.

“And I won’t hurt you…” he trails off, ignoring your flinching as he looms closer, “...not unless I have to.”

“Please, just stop!” Your emotions are at an all-time high as you frantically draw in breaths, filling your lungs as fast as you can when this monster approaches. “I’m sorry!”

The more you speak, it seems, the more furious Garou becomes. While you slump to the cold floor of your kitchen, he turns your house into a war zone.

His voice, heightened with pain, never stops talking as he trashes your house, punching holes in the walls and chucking furniture everywhere.

“Why YN?!”

“Why don’t you love me?!”

“You’re mine!”

“I’m not letting you go!”

“I’ll make you love me, I don’t care what I have to do. You will love me.”

Even after ducking your head into your knees and plugging your ears, you couldn’t block out the shouts, the crashes, the tornado that was Garou ripping through your house and destroying everything you owned.

“You don’t love me?” he scoffed, running his bloody hands through his hair and shaking his head. “She doesn’t love me, she doesn’t love me, she doesn’t love me.”

When he returns to the kitchen to see you, he can’t help but crumple to the ground.

Your face is tucked between your legs and your body visibly trembles on the floor. Garou bites into his lip at the sight, rage wilting into despair as he kneels in front of you.

“I can fix this,” he shakes his head. “I will, I promise.” Without a second thought, he nudges your hands away from your ears before dropping his head to your shoulder and letting out a shaky sigh.

Tears soak through your shirt for all the wrong reasons, but you can’t get away. By now, he’s pressed your forehead against his chest and wiggled his way between your knees, mumbling words you assume he thinks are reassuring as he runs his lips up and down your neck.

“I can fix this, YN. I’m not gonna lose you. I swear, I’m not letting you go ever again.”

Before you can do anything to get away, he’s rising to his feet and taking you with him.

Your arms instinctually wrap around his neck so you don’t fall back, bile crawling up your throat when he smiles and hums in approval against your skin. “Good girl.”

By force, your legs are wrapped around his waist by his hands, now settled below your thighs as he squeezes the flesh appreciatively. “Yes, YN, let’s get out of here. I’ll fix all of this, just let me get us out of here and then we can discuss this.”

~~~

Garou got the girl. The monster finally won.

He couldn’t fight the grin off his face as he held you tighter, brushing the hair out of your eyes as you slept without a care.

The gentle touch woke you from your pleasant dream, leaving you forced to confront the nightmare that was reality.

“Morning Angel.” A kiss to your forehead left your skin crawling.

“Garou… please-”

“Ah, ah, ah, none of that today. I don’t want to have to gag you again.” His finger booped your nose as if he had just teased you with a toy. The horribly familiar grip on your waist was just as bruising as it was yesterday, and the day before, but it was still a pleasant exchange for the shackles that had kept you in place for the first two weeks you were in Garou’s hideout. The gag had stayed on your face for the same amount of time, but even the memory made your heart seize.

“You’re a monster.”

God, he actually smiled at that.

“Oh, I know, Angel. And soon, you’ll love me for it.” He pauses only to hug you closer. “Just like you used to.”

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bobbys-naughty-corner · 3 years

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Garou x reader

Hoevember #2 (this is trash. And im not proud of it)

You idly watch him in the shadows. Each time he beat the shit out of a hero, every time he walked aimlessly around looking for heros to just destroy, you were always watching. Right now you were watching him sit with a kid who was reading an hero encyclopedia. “Hey who’s that?” The kid asked Garou. Garou looked down from the sky to where the kid pointed to. You stood behind a tree not really trying to hide. I mean why would you, he knew you were watching him he actually caught you a couple of times. “Oh her. Some crazy chick.” He leant his head back to stare at the clouds. “Like a crazy ex girlfriend?” The boy asked and Garou nearly chocked on his breath. “Hell no!” Garou did admire your body but when he would get close to you, you would run away. You didn’t have enough courage to speak to him properly but you would buy him little bandages and food and leave it for him in some spots. He liked that you followed him, a hot girl flowing him around too shy to even approach him. You were teaching him. Today though, you had worked up enough nerve to approach him. You had made him food that morning and now that it was sunset it was already cold but you were just waiting for the perfect opportunity. But that kid was there. He’s just a kid YN, you can just punch him and he’ll go running away. No no you can’t hit kids! Just ignore the boy. You took the first step from behind the tree and nearly trembled when Garou stared at you. Your legs wobbled as you took small slow steps towards him. Garou got up though and started to walk away leaving the boy alone. You froze as you watched him leave the park. The boy ran up to you and started interrogating you. “What’s your business with him?” “Who are you?!” You stammered on one word as he kept asking you questions. Garou now lost from your view 😔. You pouted and decided to walk away. You hung your head as you walked away, sad that the first time you were not afraid to talk to him he walked away. You walked down the block, eyes glued to the ground and feet dragging against the concrete. Your wrist was yanked into an alleyway, nearly tripping over your own feet as you were pulled aggressively. Your mouth covered by a big palm and body pressed against the dirty brick wall. “What do you have in there?” The stranger asked you about the bag you carried food in. His hand removed itself from your lips allowing you to speak. “F-f-food” you stuttered out of fear. “Oh, for who?” His voice was right at your ears the breath from his mouth hit the bottom of your ear. “M-my b-boy f-friend.” You lied. “What his name?” The man asked again, pressing his body against yours. You bit your lip, fearful of lying about dating Garou to a random stranger. “G- Garou.” You whimpered out. “You don’t say?” The man let go of you and grabbed the bag. You turned and your eyes were filled with hearts 😍. Garou was digging through the bag, he pulled out a bento and a fork you left for him. He opened the food and his eyes widened. “This looks amazing.” He closed it back up and rubbed your head. Your eyes unable to leave him, taking in the best sight you’ve ever seen. His smile, he was smiling at you. Garou then grabbed your wrist and dragged you out of the alleyway. Pulling you along the street taking to you to an unknown destination. You couldn’t faght back but the touch of his warm hands was too good. He was so close and you didn’t want him to get any farther from you. His hand slid down to yours and entangled his fingers in yours. Your heart wanted to soar through the sky. Hand in hand down the block. 🥰 it was like one of your dreams. One of your sfw dreams 😏. You imagined baby angels around you singing and playing little angel instruments. You jogged closer to him and hugged his arm. Resting your head on his shoulder. He didn’t even push you off, no flinching or complaints. You tried to hide the big ugly grin that was creeping onto your face. As you both continued walking you noticed the buildings began to look too familiar. Once you rounded the corner you saw your apartment complex and you nearly stopped walking.

When entering the building your body began to sweat. You didn’t want him to leave just yet. And what about seeing him again? Everything was happening too fast, you wanted time to slow down. Like real slow. When he stopped at the elevator you hugged him tighter. As the elevator descended down so did your heart. You prayed in your head for just something to happen to make him stay. When the elevator dinged and opened you were pulled out of your thoughts as people exited the small box. You pouted as you both entered and just stood quietly. He pressed the button to your floor and you briefly wondered how he knew what building and floor you lived on. Maybe you can pretend that you left your keys in the house and locked yourself out. He wouldn’t believe that. His arm removed itself from your grasped which made you whine a little like a baby but you stopped when he only changed positions. Putting his arm over your shoulders and pulling you closer to his body. Your heart rate sped up and you moved closer. Your nose took in every whiff of him 😤🤤. The elevator stopped and opened allowing you both to exit. Before you can walk down the hall to your door you stopped him. He looked down at you confused. “I- I don’t want to go home just yet.” You said quietly. He put the food down and pushed back your curly hair to get a good look at you. You buried your face in his chest and held into him. You’ve waited to long to touch and talk to him. It’s only been about 15 minutes since the park. It wasn’t enough for you. “I’ll go in with you.” He said rubbing your back. Instant smile across your face 😀. Like a phsyco trying to look nice. You pulled him to your door and quickly unlocked your door and once again pulling him. It was a nice single bedroom apartment. Your parents got it for you when they went overseas to London. You’ve been on your own since sophomore year of high school. Now a senior, you we’re accustomed to living alone. You never had guest over so you wanted to impress Garou, a lot. You took the food and transferred it to a pan and let it heat up in the oven. You grabbed your nice plates, cups and silverware. You poured him sparking water and brought it to him. “So what’s with the stalking?” He asked suddenly. You blushed and almost didn’t answer. “You were never approachable until you were with that kid. I was just waiting on a opportunity to say hi but heros would always harass you.” You gritted your teeth at the word heros. You put the water away and waited for his food to cook. Garou got up from his seat at the table and walked over to you. “So my girlfriend was afraid to approach me because of heros? You scared of them?” He gently pushed you against the counter. You blushed more at the word girlfriend. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to use that word before I just panicked.” You blurted out. “What word? Boyfriend? You don’t like me?” He wrapped his arms around your waist not wasting 😉 anytime getting real physical. “Of course I do! I just didn’t know it was you I was talking to. I think your food is ready.” You went to turn off the oven but he stopped you. He tugged you back to the counter and sat you on top of it. “How much do you like me?” He asked getting really close, setting himself between your thighs. “Enough to let you in my house.” You scratched your hair. “Yeah, you were really eager to let me in.” His hands slide up your thighs and you flinched under his hands. “I don’t like being home alone.” You told him trying to find something besides his face to look at. He was extremely close, his nose just barely touched yours and his hands were at your waist. “Hmm, so you like my company?” He said. “I like your presence yes. This is the first time being around you but I can also say I like your company.” You placed your hand on his chest to push him back some but feeling his muscles under his shirt surely distracted your thoughts. “So what do I have to do to get my girlfriend naked in the bed for me?” He said lifting your chin to stop your gaze at his body and to his eyes.

“Huh?” You we’re too busy filling your mind with nasty thoughts you didn’t hear a word he said. “I said, how intimate can we get? You already established that we’re together and I don’t take that lightly, there’s very few people I keep around me and you added yourself to that group of people. And seeing how you’ve been trailing behind me for a couple of months I’ll take that as the beginning of our relationship.” “A kiss!” I interrupted him. “I want a kiss, please.” He laughed a little before cupping my cheeks and stroking it with his thumb. For such a violent man he was so gentle. “Your shyness seems to come after your bluntness.” I was about to speak but he pulled me in for a kiss. No tongue, no caresses just our lips touching. A regular first kiss, well as regular as it could get. You weren’t expecting him to be a lustful beast, he was still an 18 year old boy and your were the same age. But it was really nice, his lips weren’t chapped or busted and he tasted like gum. Kids bubblegum, from the park. The kiss only lasted seconds, he pulled his head away and smiled. But it wasn’t enough for you. You wrapped your arms and legs around him, “another”. He didn’t give it a second thought. His lips were back on yours. The kiss more heated, lips moving against each other as his tongue fought with yours. He let you be the first to play in his mouth before he would make your lips sloppy from his saliva. Your left hand trailed down his arm until you reached his wrist and brought it under your skirt. When his fingers rubbed the location of your clit you jumped a little. It was invited but unexpected at the same time. Like inviting a friend over for lunch and they show up in a corn costume. His fingers put more pressure on your core as he felt you getting wet from the kiss. Your uniform skirt hiding his hand making every move he made under there a mystery until you felt it. He removed his lips and dragged his lips down to your neck. “Bedroom?” He asked you for directions. “End of hall.” He quickly picked you off the counter and carried you to the end of the hall. Your back hit the bed and he was so quick to get his shirt off. You followed suit and began to unbutton your uniform. Taking your time and being very careful not to pop any button since you had limited supply of school shirts. When you had the shirt off he gazed down at your body. Breast sitting pretty in your lavender bra. Garou lifted your legs and spread them, kneeling at the edge of the bed putting your cunt in his field of vision. “You should see how wet you are. But I’m sure you feel it. Do you feel embarrassed? It being your first time being intimate with someone and you’re so easily letting me go to town on you.” You gasped when he pulled the fabric down your legs. “How would you know that?” You covered your face. “I could’ve had plenty of people before you.” It was true, you were a very attractive, smart and easy going girl. “You’re not the only one whose been stalking sweetheart. And you’re not the first virgin to like bad boys. But do indulge me on one of your previous encounters. I would like to hear who about who was here before me.” He sounded a bit possessive, you shook your head. “Why not?” He spread your folds and watched the sheets darker under you. “I haven’t done anything like this with anyone.” You weren’t embarrassed at that since you didn’t see anyone as a romantic interest until you saw him. “Was you saving yourself for me?” He teased, prodding a finger at your hole making you squirm in discomfort. “I was saving myself for a hero, I got distracted by you.” You were lying but Garou didn’t like the sound of that. He stuffed his finger in you and added another when he didn’t get the reaction he wanted. You Squeaked from the new intruders. “Not cute.” He said. You hissed when he stretched his fingers apart. Your hands grasped his wrist. He got up still making “animal puppets” in your vagina. Unaware of his sweatpants discarded amongst the heap of clothes that piled up. U jumped, feeling it by his fingers.

You felt his penis work it’s way inside while his fingers stretched you open for him. You bit your bottom lip and tried to bare with the pain. “Ouch.” You say as he removes his fingers and slides his penis the rest of the way in. “Who was it going to be?” He shifted his weight over you, putting both hands by your head. He watched your face and made sure to make you as comfortable as possible. You wiggled your hips a little trying to get yourself together but moaned from his thrust. He began to move after he saw you move and kept a slow and steady pace. “Who was it?” He asked you again, a little aggravated that he had to repeat himself and the thought of you liking a hero didn’t sit right with him. “Stinger,” you moaned out. His hips stopped moving when the name settled in his ears. “You liked that hero?” He said disgusted. As if he had his mind on someone else. “Maybe. But that was before I saw you.” Your arms put themselves around his neck as if they belonged there. “So I was the second choice?” He muttered. He scooped your legs over his shoulders and removed your hands, pressing them against the sheets. He said something else under his breath but you couldn’t hear him. He was just talking to himself out loud, while his dick just sat in you. A perfectly normal situation. His grip on your arm got stronger and it almost started to hurt. You could feel the strangling of your veins, your nerves picking up an odd pounding as the blood couldn’t circulate properly. “Garou.” You called to him softly. Your forearm raised and tapped his elbow. He wasn’t bothered by your voice or you touch. His hips rose and fell back down ripping a strangled groan from you. It was so sudden. His dick pounding away at your cunt. Both areas heating up rather fast. Sweat making the claps of hips sound wet while the sliding in and out of his girthy length made the most nastiest of sounds. Almost like playing with slime. It made your eyes roll back, your spine arch up and toes curl. Your nails scratched his sides and he moved, he let out little grunts from the pain but he didn’t stop or falter his penetration. He did however move up, grinding against you as his body held you down. He released your arms and pressed his chest against yours. Taking smaller, faster and harder thrust. It nearly gave you an immediate orgasm but it was missing something. Like a topping on a sundae. You moaned in his ear and he just loved to hear it. It was like music to his ears, a serenade of high pitch sounds emanating from your vocal cords. Your body begged for him to touch you with his hands, wanting more physical contact than he was giving. You moved your hand between your bodies, trying to sneakily touch your clit for extra help. Garou felt your hands wiggling down against him and quickly got the message. His hand beat you there and rubbed slowly up and down your clit. You shuddered and sank further under him. He basically had your whole body in his hand and was giving it gently loving strokes with the tip of his finger. Your was pulsed around him, clenching and unclenching his cock. “Feels good huh? Tell me what’s going through your mind right now.” You were so close to an orgasm you couldn’t even speak. But you did put some words together between the gumble of incoherent crap that was flowing out your mouth. “....good...stinger...better...” what you really said was ‘you feel so good~ I never liked Stinger (😡). You were always better.’ But of course it came out as if you were saying stinger was better. Garou sat up and pulled out. He flipped you onto your stomach and really let you have it. His hands struck your ass. You bit your lip hard, it was so pleasurable. His hands came down with a open palm. And you waited for it. Hands gripping the sheets and ass raised asking for more. After a couple of slaps he had you sitting on his lap, legs spread, back touching his chest with his fingers back to rubbing you. You bent your head over his shoulder letting out every sound that was made from you freely into his ear. His dick tapping your back as it throbbed behind your ass.

“Garou, just fuck me please. I’ve been waiting for a long time. I never like stinger, I always liked you. Please take me, any way you want.” You said reaching behind yourself to stroke him. He kissed the side of your neck. His palm rubbed your clit as his fingers fucked your hole. Your legs shut on his hand as you came on his fingers. Your held his wrist as your body spasmed and your back arched the opposite way making your body curl up. Garou got on his knees and helped you onto your back. Your hand came up to his hair and rustled it out of shape. His dick went inside you no problem. The slick between you made nasty sounds and made you feel sticky. “Oh Garou, you feel so good. Please more.” You cried. “Oh look whose the little chatter box all of a sudden.” His hips met yours with harsh, rough thrusts. You smiled to yourself but it was clear as day on your face. “You like that baby? It’s nice to know you’re a masochist.” He sat up and picked up your hips. I hands lifted and pulled your hips to meet his with each thrust. It drove you crazy, you couldn’t speak. He sped up and you felt the biggest urge to pee. “You’re getting really wet.” Your thighs jiggled as they shook, “oh FUCK!” He stopped suddenly and pulled out. Your lucky gushed your orgasm on him as he came over your woman hood. Panting heavily from your previous orgasm. “I like you a lot Garou. You’re the coolest villain I know of. I don’t care if you don’t want a relationship. I just want to be around you, I’ll be here for any of your needs.” You said out of breath. Garou kissed you, “you’re mine.” He growled out. You hugged him and gleefully giggled, excited at your new relationship.

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