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My favorite fic. EVER. PLEASE GIVE IT A READ PLSPSLS 😭😭😭🫶🫶🫶

I COULDNT RESIST OMG I WAS REREADING YOUR SYM X READER (PLATONIC) FIC AND AND AND I HAD TO SEND THIS REQUEST BEFORE I FORGOT 😭😭

Fem reader please! :33

Reader is niran's gf :33

Niran, reader, and satya are all out on a mission like normal and they were forced to split up, while fighting, satya gets badly injured and reader finds them. Reader fights off the other omnics before tending to satya, scared that she was too late, satya is frozen in fear thinking she was gonna die before passing out from the shock and it scares the reader so badly, she ends up just running through all the shots while protecting satya with her body just to get back to the aircraft over to mercy to get satya patched up.

When niran hears the news he finishes up everything he needs to, adrenaline, fear and anger making his actions alot more aggressive ending the fight he had quickly before returning back to base

He basically just breaks down and panics while he sees the 2 most important people in his life basically look lifeless and it broke him ( >:33 make this part real angsty where hes having a panic attack / fighting and blaming his own self bc im evil ! )

Woosh transition

Satya ends up living and hes super happy about it, comforting her and telling her how happy he is that shes alive before breaking down to her about reader's condition. Satya breaks down about this too and feels super super guilty thinking shes the reason why reader is dying. It broke her knowing the one person niran loved is dying because she was too 'weak', she blames herself for everything while niran breaks down on her shoulder

When the news got out to niran that reader is stable and awake he rushes to reader's side and begs for forgiveness that he wasnt there🥹you write this fluff bc idk what else to put HAHA

But at the end reader is forcing herself to stand up, hysterically calling out for satya when niran brings her up, basically like- ptsd- shes scared she failed to save satya

She eventually gets out with niran following behind her, stressed and panicked as to why reader is repeatedly calling out for satya.

Satya who was outside the door, was supposed to come in with niran but got too scared, she froze in fear and starts shutting down snd crying when reader was yelling for her. Satya being scared that reader hates her and that reader regrets what she did to save her until the door swings open, reader sees satya and breaks down infront of her. Reader pulling satya in a tight hug and thanking the lords in the heavens that shes safe, rambling on and on about how she was so scared that she failed to save her, how she was scared that satya died because she was too slow(bc getting shot multiple times will defo slow u down😭)

Satya breaks out of her shut down hearing her words, instead just breaking down in relief that reader doesnt hate her, but feels super guilty that she feels that way. Super sweet moment of them just crying in each others arms while niran basically cries in happiness from watching the two, he goes in and hugs them both and theyre all lovey dovey🥹

At the end where niran and reader are left alone (similar ending to the platonic fic of sym x reader but more steamy >:33) niran makes out passionately with reader and it gets reallll steamy and turns into a quickie in her hospital bed 😝

He fucks and rails the shit out of her and cums inside of her, niran taking out all of the feelings, the pain and the hurt and the relief he felt after everything, all inside her 😈🙏

With the aftercare at the end ending in him cuddling her telling her that he's sure that he wants to marry her and asks her if shes willing to marry him 😈🙏 and when she says yes he smoothly pops the question 😈🙏

HEHEHE SRRY THIS IS A LONG REQUEST😭😭

Fem Reader x Lifeweaver - Taking Bullets For You

Content: Angst, Fluff, NSFW content at the end (Minors DNI)

Word count: 5,700+

A/N: I think I’m getting better at NSFW? I think this may be one of my better ones. It’s a style I’m still getting used to, but this was fun! I enjoyed working on this one so much! The perfect prompt! Ahhh Chefs Kiss 🤌🏻

It wasn’t suppose to go like this. The three of you weren’t suppose to split up. You got separated during a deviating null-sector attack and were forced apart. The last you saw of your boyfriend and his best friend, they were seeking cover. You however were pushed in another direction, having to fight solo. Of course you were more than capable but your comms were jammed, making it all the harder to request backup, or talk to the pair.

“Niran?! Satya!? Please tell me you hear me!”

Static, wonderful. Lucky for you there weren’t too many omnics to fight. You got lucky in that regard. It could always be worse. Still you pressed on with caution, determined to find Satya and Niran on the way back to the drop ships. You could hear the sound of gun fire nearby, opting to follow it. It could lead you to one or ideally both of them, or so you hoped.

Proceeding further you spot a small figure huddled down in a small space, as if trying to hide from the gun fire. They looked hurt. Really hurt. You watched as they breathed heavily against the wall, probably out of breath. As you creeped closer you started to recognise the person. Long satin black hair, golden iris’s and striking blue dress.

Satya.

You hurry over, delighted to have found her, and yet she hardly reacted to you. You soon found out why. She was hurt.. really hurt.

“Niran… Where- Niran…”

“Satya?!”

She had been shot. The wound looked awful. It was deep and gushing blood. Her pretty blue dress stained a deep crimson, her visor smashed to pieces cutting up her gorgeous face. She was in shock.

“Niran… I… I’m… going to… die..”

“Satya! It’s okay, I’m here!”

“Niran…”

Her body was frozen in fear, she could hardly move. She needed medical attention. Satya was always so careful, not just anything could catch her so off guard so easily. It’s a miracle she even made it out. You just hoped you wouldn’t run into whatever had done this to her.

“Niran… I… I’m sorry…”

The poor women could hardly breathe by now. It was terrifying. You take her hand and tell her it’s going to be okay and for a moment she looked into your eyes with such intensity you could swear you were on trial for murder.

“Niran..”

“It’s okay Satya. I promise you!”

Things weren’t okay though. Far from it. Soon she slid sideways down the wall, blacking out on the floor, practically dead to the world. She was breathing, but barely, scaring you so much it had you panicking. A million thoughts rushed to your head but one screamed the loudest. You thought of Niran and how much this would destroy him. You imagined the look on his face as you told him she had died. He would never be the same again. He would die along with her, emotionally shutting down, never to smile again. As for you, you couldn’t bear the thought of losing her either. She was such a kind soul, tried her best to make you feel welcomed, tried to talk to you when she could. The effort she made for you showed you a kindness you hadn’t seen much before. She couldn’t die. You wouldn’t let her. The only thing that stood in your way from getting her help, were bullets. Lots and lots of bullets.

“I will protect you with my life, Satya!”

You had a tiny shield generator that was only large enough to cover about one side of your body, and you used it to cover Satya, fastening it to the back of her waist. It covered the majority of her body save for her arms and legs that would be exposed when you carried her. You then scooped her up and hoisted her into your back, adjusting to feel comfortable enough to move. You had no choice but to run through the fire fight. You would be hit. No doubt about that, but you had to save her. You just couldn’t lose her. You wouldn’t loose her.

“Here we go..”

You just had to get to the drop ships. You just needed to focus on getting there. Nothing else mattered. With a deep breath, and the thought of Niran, you stepped out into the open and ran for your life, and hers.

——🪷——

“Is anyone going to kill me? No?”

He was fairly confident in his abilities. His biolight worked wonders for survival here. He could evade all he liked, whilst quickly taking down stragglers. To him this was almost fun, though he did try to take it seriously…. For all of five seconds.

“Niran. This is Bap, can you hear me?”

The voice boomed over the intercom. He was thankful to have his working though he hadn’t been able to hear from you or Satya. Still it was nice to hear a familiar voice.

“Hey Bappy! How are things?”

He tossed a platform down at his feet launching himself in the air and avoiding a barrage of bullets. Satya often referred to him as a cat, with his quick reflexes and agility.

“Niran you need to get back here now!!”

“Can’t. I’m in the middle of something, some help would be-“

“It’s Satya and Y/N… they’ve been shot.. it’s bad Niran.. really bad.”

Shot.

His body froze for a second too long before realising where he was, jumping down and rolling out of the way from an enemy attack. His heart pounded, fear coursing through him. You and Satya had been shot.

“Niran! Did you hear me-”

Niran had heard him. Wished he hadn’t. Hung up right there and then. Right now he was going into a dark place. One he’d rather not be in. Adrenaline surged him. He tossed his hair back running a hand through his scalp letting out a pained sigh.

“Guess I’ll have to get my hands dirty…”

Biolight wasn’t made for combat, but oh did he make it look so effortless. Thorn after thorn, metal body after mental body. He threw countless platforms, launching himself into the air dozens of times before landing graciously behind a target and taking them out. All the while his mind became more and more fragile. He was getting careless. Reckless even. He was out here messing around whilst the two of you were taking bullets.

His eyes set on a larger target, a tank type unit with a spear. An OR-16. It had been watching him for the past few minuets, he guessed taking mental notes on how to proceed. Niran hardly cared until it had sucked him in with a spinning motion, its voice box crackling a war cry.

“Time for spring!”

With a well placed platform he lifted the OR-16 into the air, escaping the devastating attack, all with a smirk.

“Bring it.”

The platform shattered at this will, sending the unit crashing down the ground, but not before it sent a spear straight at his chest, which he narrowly avoided. The smug attitude faded once he thought of you and Satya again. He didn’t have time to play around, and yet it was all he could do not to go mad with fear. He needed to end this. And he would.

“Two can play at that honey, I’m an architect!”

He dashed forward at the OR-16 unit, striking it in the face to obscure its vision, before quick stepping back to avoid a swipe. With his thorn volley now locked and loaded, he unleashed it right into the Omnics drive core, shutting it down.

“Hate seeing you go!”

With the battle over, so was the adrenaline. He did everything in his power not to pass out from the fear as he made his way back to the drop ships as quick as he could. On the way he switched his coms back on, Bap informing him that they had to send the first one back to base without him, due to how serious both your injuries were, sending Niran further into a spiral. Things were bad..

——🪷——

Upon arriving at base, he sees both you and Satya being whisked away into surgery. His face held the look of devastation. He hadn’t been there. You both needed him and he wasn’t there. Seeing you both bloody and on deaths doorstep was enough to send him to the floor, clutching as his chest. He began to hyperventilate memories of him and Satya happily at Vishkar together flooded his mind. Memories of meeting you for the first time, the delicate blush that flushed your cheeks, the sweet giggle as you laughed at his jokes.

“Niran? Breathe! You’re no use them them in this state. Breathe.” Bap pleaded.

He felt as if all the air had been sucked out of the room. He began to think the worst. He would loose you both. His bestest friend in the whole world. The woman who knew him inside out. The sweet, yet blunt girl from the academy. And you. His beautiful girlfriend. The woman he would marry one day. The feisty, yet kind woman he adored so much. The one willing to do anything to help the people you loved.

“Niran, take a breath!”

He choked on the air, eyes fixed on the door to surgery. Tears came quick enough, streaming down his cheeks. The best case would be both of you living, but the likelihood was that he would loose one of you, if not both. His heart couldn’t take that loss. He imagined Satya screaming for him, something she did when she was scared. He pictured her face full of fear and disappointment as she realised he wasn’t coming for her. He had let her down once more. She would die believing she was abandoned again. She would die thinking he hated her. He imagined you silently saying your goodbyes to thin air, wishing he was with you. Your tear stained face was enough to shatter his already broken heart. Would you die thinking he didn’t care? Would you die because of him. He couldn’t lose you both. He couldn’t. He just couldn’t. Not now, not ever.

“I’m sorry… please forgive me… please..”

——🪷——

“Niran?”

“ARE THEY OKAY?!”

He jumped out of his chair, grabbing Dr Ziegler’s shoulders with such force it made her jump. Tears pricked at his eyes again, he prepared for the worst. Which one was it. You or Satya.. or both. His head spun with grief, his knees felt weak. He couldn’t take the suspense anymore and yet it had only been mere seconds.

“Satya is awake, you can see he-“

“WHERE!” He yelled, tears turning into choked sobs, staring at the Dr with pleading eyes.

“Down the hall, 7th door on the right.”

He took off, sprinting down the hall, desperate to see her. He needed the smallest bit of comfort, and Satya was it. He had been worried sick and still was. The thought of you not making it was constantly on his mind, but now he had Satya for support, so maybe now he would be okay.. right..? Right..?

“SATYA!”

He burst through the door and practically pounced on her, sobbing on her chest. She yelped in pain, but was ultimately so happy to see her friend. He looked disheveled. Grief had been his friend for the past 8 hours. Taunting him at every glance and every turn.

“Niran!”

She stroked his hair back from his face smiling at him. Her face was bandaged up tight, her visor had split her face open when it shattered after a direct hit. She was lucky to keep both eyes, but she was warned it might scar, though if Niran had anything to say about it, he would find a way to heal her.

“I’m so happy you’re alive..”

“And Y/N..?”

“She’s…”

Niran broke down in tears again, remembering the way your body looked lying in the hospital bed. You had been shot so many times it was a wonder you made it to hospital alive. His reaction scared Satya so much she screamed.

“No! Don’t tell me she’s gone… NO!”

“Critical.. not gone..”

It was Satya’s turn to breakdown now, screaming again into the air. She felt so responsible for everything. She had been the one to mess up. She got into trouble and you had been her hero. Her memory is spotty but she faintly recalls being carried across the battlefield, hearing screams and yelps from a woman every so often. It wasn’t much to go on, but she was certain you had saved her, at the risk of your own life.

“It’s all my fault Bua!! Please forgive me!!”

Her tears felt like acid on her skin. She couldn’t believe that she would be the reason you died. The one person Niran ever truly loved. She had ruined her best friend’s happiness, and it was all too much to handle.

“Satya.. no..”

“IM SO WEAK NIRAN!” She screamed again.

If she hadn’t been so weak and careless you would be fine. You would all be fine. She caused all this heart break and it killed her inside. If you died, she would never forgive herself. The thought of Niran never smiling again, was enough to start sending her into a shutdown. Her best friend.. would hate her.

“Satya, listen to me, I don’t blame you. I don’t know what happened out there, but I caused this. I wasn’t there for you.. either of you..”

“I WAS SO CARELESS!” The emotion in her voice was rare, yet so powerful.

He took her hands in his and forced a sad smile. Satya couldn’t smile. Not now. Not when you were fighting for your life. Tears continued to spill as Niran pulled her into a hug, cradling her gently.

“It’s not your fault. Whatever it is you think you did, I’m promising you with all my heart, it’s not your fault.”

He held her tighter as she screamed into his chest, his own heart feeling tighter from the emotional pain his dearest best friend was feeling. There was nothing he could say to ease her pain, he knew all too well that the only thing that would bring her any sort of comfort, was you.

——🪷——

Days passed before he got any confirmation that you would pull through. The relief washed over him like heavy rain on a stormy night. As for Satya, she couldn’t help but breakdown again, crying out in a release of pain. You would live. The pair held eachother again as she cried, the emotional weight almost too heavy for her to bear. Her body trembled against his as he soothed her cries with his words, hoping to ease her struggle, even if just for a moment.

“Let’s go see her dearest.”

“Yes..”

Niran rushed to your hospital room, overjoyed by the thought of seeing your pretty face. He was going to kiss you. No. Hug you. No. Both! He was going to wrap you up on his arms and kiss you, his gorgeous flower. Satya trailed beside him, watching as Niran tried so hard not to sprint to you. As they neared closer the guilt started to eat away at him.

‘You weren’t there Niran.’

‘They almost died because you weren’t there.’

‘You got lucky this time, you’re a fool.’

He tried his best to shake those awful thoughts from his head, but they were right.. he wasn’t there. This was his fault. He didn’t deserve you.

As he reached your door he hesitated. Would you hate him? Would you not want to be with him anymore? He pushed the negativity out of his head, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment to rid himself of the torment. Slowly he began opening the door, turning back to his friend. For Satya, she was going through the same hell, except she couldn’t bring herself to fight it off. The guilt very much remained real. She nods for Niran to go on in, opting to remain outside.

Niran nods to her, before stepping inside your hospital room, eyes locking onto yours almost immediately. You were indeed alive.

“Y/N!”

“Niran!”

His lips were on yours in an instant. The softest of kisses. His hand lifting your chin to look up at him. It was a breathtaking kiss, one you both needed. Sadly for Niran he couldn’t keep the guilt down for long. He struggled to control himself, but he broke down in tears, pulling away from the kiss.

“I was so scared petal…”

“It’s okay Niran, I’m fine.”

“I wasn’t there for you… either of you… You got hurt and I wasn’t there..”

His hands find yours and he looked deep into your eyes. Such a gorgeous colour. He could get lost in them daily. His eyes were the colour of autumn leafs, striking brown with the smallest flecks of orange. You loved to gaze into them too, though this time all the showed you was pain.

“Please forgive me Gardenia.. I will forever hate myself for what happened to you.. you.. could have died..”

“I did die. At one point apparently, but my love for you kept me fighting.”

You were trying to make him feel better, and it sort of worked, but the thought of you flatlining stung him worse than any wasp ever could. He wrapped his arms around you and held on for dear life. He wouldn’t loose you. Not now. Not ever. He promised himself as much days ago, and it was true.

“Forgive me petal…”

“There’s nothing to forgive.

He strokes your hair mumbling about how he loves you so much. He started to talk about Satya, nothing specific, just how much she would love this tender moment between you both. How much she always loved to see her favourite couple.

Your mind drifts to her, suddenly remembering what happened. Her lifeless body sliding down the wall. The bloody dress that she wore. Her smashed visor and angry cut skin. You shove Niran off you, and he stares back unsure of what is happening. Watching as you quickly swing your legs off the edge of the bed, forcing yourself to stand up. Hysteria had you in its wicked grasp. You were its muse.

“SATYA!!!”

“Petal please cal-“

“WHERE IS SATYA!?!”

Your tears are hot and heavy as they flow down your cheeks. Where was she? Was she dead? Had you failed to save her? Niran tries his best to console you, but nothing would work. You couldn’t believe that you would be the reason she died. The only other person Niran ever truly cherished, with all his heart. You had ruined your boyfriend’s happiness, and it was all too much to handle.

“SATYA!”

Your screams loud enough to scare the poor woman, who waited outside. She began to cry, fear creeping in as she started to shutdown. The thought of you angry at her was the catalyst for her ruin. She didn’t want this. She just wanted you to be okay. Tears streamed her face as she lost her balance, tripping and falling to the floor. She could still hear you screaming. She couldn’t tell if you were angry or upset, but either way, she had caused this. Were you regretting your decision to save her. Were you in too much pain and did you hate her for it? She listened as Niran tried his best to calm you down, but you had pushed past him, swinging the door open.

“SATYA!!”

Your eyes found her almost immediately, huddled on the floor, gently rocking herself back and forth, eyes fixed on yours. The screaming had scared her and she watched in terror as you dashed at her and… wrapped your arms around her? You weren’t mad. You were relieved, crying out in the knowledge that she was okay.

“You’re okay!! Thank goodness Satya! I was so worried about you!!”

She listened as you poured out your heart to her, telling her how much you wanted to save her, how much you worried she would die. Your violent sobs mixed with her own.

“I thought I failed Satya! I thought I wasn’t quick enough… I took all the hits I could for you… but I was so scared that it slowed me down too much… I WAS SO SCARED!”

Satya started to come around, twitching in your arms. Her body loosened up and her eyes found Niran’s, who offered her a reassuring smile.

“IM SO GLAD YOU’RE ALIVE SATYA!”

Your words were enough to pull her from the emotional pit of her shutdown. Slowly she moved her arms up and wrapped them around you too, resting her head on your shoulder, sobbing at the sweet relief she felt. You didn’t hate her. She hadn’t been the reason you died. She griped you tighter than Niran’s Lifegrip ever did.

“Thank you…”

She owed you her life. You and Niran were her two constants. The world was harsh and cruel. It didn’t care for her in any regard. But then there was Niran. He thought for her at every twist and turn, he was her sword. Then came you, the woman who protected her body with everything you had. You were her shield. The world was harsh and cruel but when she had you both, she could do anything.

“I owe you everything Y/N… Everything..”

You both held each other tighter now. All the pain you went through was worth it. Niran kept his best friend. The only other woman he would ever love. Their bond so tight you wouldn’t be able to pull them apart.

Niran held back sobs. It was such a beautiful moment to witness. His two favourite girls hugging it out and healing together. He always worried you two wouldn’t get along. He had so many failed relationships. His partners often dismissed Satya or accused her of trying to sabotage the relationship. One went as far as to shove her into a wall. Satya was his one condition for any relationship. If you don’t understand her, then the relationship would crumble.

Then there was you, the woman so excited to meet Satya. Niran often waited as long as he could before introducing partners to Satya. She was never the problem, he never wanted to stress her out, hence the long wait. But you, the thought you put into it all, surprising her with flowers and asking if you could be friends right away. He knew you were different. You never judged him for caring for Satya. They were always platonic in every way. It was such a sweet bound. From then on, the three of you becoming the inseparable trio. You did everything together, a life truly worth living for.

“Oh my sweethearts.”

He wiped a tear before walking over and dropping to his knees to hold you both. His emotions were all over the place. His body trembled. His mind flickered to ‘what ifs’. But he was grateful. He had you both and nothing would change that.

“I love you both so much..” You all say at the same time, giggling at the sweet coincidence. The bond you shared cemented in place forever. Nothing would tear you apart. As morbid as it is, Niran would die without you both. He wouldn’t be able to go on. The world felt just a bit brighter when he was beside the love of his life and his best friend.

——🪷——

“How are you feeling petal?”

You wanted some alone time with your boyfriend. Things had been traumatic and you just needed some time to heal up and talk about it all. He started to try and heal you up a little further, in hopes of speeding up your recovery. It was working, even if it was slow progress.

“I’m in pain, but I’m guessing you knew that, you’re helping though. Truthfully Niran, I’m just so glad she’s okay.”

He takes a seat on your hospital bed, deciding to rub your feet, something he did after you had a long stressful day. His smile warm and encouraging.

“What happened sweetheart.. I want to understand what you went through..”

“I.. found Satya, she had been shot. It was… awful.. she was bleeding so much her dress could have passed for red.. and…”

You stammered, words trailing off. It was like reliving a nightmare. Niran looked at you with such love in his eyes, yet so much sympathy. He was encouraging yet gentle.

“And.. I had two options.. I sit with her whilst she dies… tell her it’s okay.. that she’s loved… listen to her take her last breath.. sorry…”

“Easy.. it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it my darling..”

“No.. it’s okay.. I chose to give her my small shield, I tied it to her waist.. then hoisted her onto my back. I had no choice but to run through the battlefield.. I took five… no.. six-seven gun shots.. but I had to keep going.. I had to save her…”

Niran stands up to comfort you. Taking your hands in his and kissing them softly. He thought the world of you. Truly.

“Oh my baby… my brave beautiful baby..”

“I was scared for you.. the thought of you losing her.. I just couldn’t leave her there.”

“You are so brave petal, I admire that in you so much.”

He smiled at you, a hand moving to cup your cheek so tenderly. The other soothing back your gorgeous hair.

“I.. just wanted her to live Niri.”

He held you for what felt like hours, allowing you to cry it all out, ultimately allowing you to feel better. You dried your tears, opting to remain strong. For the most part you were okay.

“I’m just happy you’re both safe, oh my darling, my heart couldn’t take it if you were taken from me.”

“I’m not going anywhere Niran.”

“I’d like it to remain that way.”

His lips press against yours in a fiery kiss, his hand holding the back of your head in place. After everything he had been through emotionally, he needed your lips. He needed you, all of you. Before you knew it he had your legs hanging over the bed in his grasp, your ass on the edge, so exposed to him.

“Niran, we’re in public.”

“No. We’re in a private hospital room, no one would see us petal, and so what if they do. You’re my girl and I will take you when and where I please.” His voice sultry and lustrous. “Besides I have some… grievances I need to work out love.”

Of course you didn’t mind, it was rare to see him so worked up like this, usually he was a slow and gentle lover who loved to build up the suspense and have you practically begging for him. Right now was a different story.

“You consent yes, petal?”

“Always my love.”

His grin was wide, devious even. He bit his lip watching as you pulled your hospital gown up to reveal no underwear. You’d never seen the man drop his pants so fast, so eager for you it almost hurt. He looked at you like a man starved.

“So gorgeous, all for me.”

Niran often told you that your body was made for him. Every curve, every inch of beautiful skin, every moan that left your sweet lips. Ethereal. He usually loved to be slow and gentle with you. He was all about building you up to have you come crashing down in the most beautiful way. A crescendo. In this moment however he skipped the slow pace, favouring a hasty approach. He so effortlessly pushed his throbbing cock inside of you, moaning at the sensation. He didn’t wait long to thrust his hips, why wait when he could enjoy you now.

“Did you get tighter? Or have I just not fucked you in a while petal.” His soft moans were rather cute.

Neither was true, he just loved to pay you every and any compliment he could. He practically got off on seeing you blush for him. His hand found your neck, deciding to gently hold it, something he had never done before, yet it felt so right. The way he bit his lip looking down as your body rocked against his own thrusts, was so attractive. You loved the way he looked at you, much like the way he loved the way you looked when pleasured.

“Oh gardenia, the way your neck looks in my grasp. So innocent. Uhhh you bring me such joy, sweetness.”

Your soft gentle moans turned into desperate cries, begging for him to keep going, his thrusts enough to send your mind into bliss.

“Oh my, so vocal aren’t you, such a desperate little thing. People can definitely hear how much I pleasure you, love.”

You hardly seemed to care right now, he felt so good, his words only adding to the mood. His free hand lifted your hospital gown more, wanting to see more of your heavenly body. He had a thing for watching your tits bounce as he fucked you, it was fun for him, you mesmerised him. It made him want to rail you harder, and that he did, making you scream out his name in sweet desire.

“That’s it gorgeous, let the whole base know how I treat you. You’re so good.”

The bed rocked harder as he really gave you his all, loving the way you felt around his cock. So perfect for him. Your cries and begs for him to fuck you harder were so fuelling. He couldn’t help but give into you, pounding your pretty needy hole.

“Yes petal, that’s it, take me like the good girl I know you are!”

Your thighs begin to shake, a common sign that you were close to your orgasm. Niran of course knew this sign, he always loved the way your body reacted. His own body began to tense up too, feeling his release build up. The way your body tensed around his cock was enough to have him moaning too. His trusts got sloppy and his face beaded with sweat.

“Fuck!”

His grip on your neck got tighter, pushing you into the mattress of the hospital bed, as he fucked the hell out of you, so desperate to cum. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your tongue fell graciously from your mouth drooling at the sensation.

“Yessss!”

“I’m going to blossom inside you love!” He cried before burying himself deep inside your folds, gasping at the sensation. Blossom he did, coming in hot ropey waves, sighing deeply. His mind in a daze. For a few seconds he stayed there, breathing deep, before he remembered that you hadn’t came yet, removing his hand from your neck and flicking his fingers roughly over your clit, pushing you over the edge into your release.

“Oh god Niran!!”

You arched your back crying from the pleasure he so willingly gave you. He loved to watch you cum for him, such a beautiful sight, such a pretty little face twisted in pleasure. Delightful. He watched as your body relaxed, his own falling beside you with a soft “oof”.

“Was I too rough darling?”

You could barely talk, still panting from some of the best sex you’d had with him. You shook your head cuddling up to him. He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer, adjusting his position on the bed to give you both more room to cuddle.

“Aren’t you glad you lived to experience that hmm?”

He chuckled softly at his own words, but even more at the way you enthusiastically nodded your head. His lips found your neck, giving your sweet soft kisses until you had found your words again.

“Yes.. I love you.”

He smiled against your neck before popping his head up in an inquisitive way. You turn to face him, curious as to what pipped his mind. You could see the cogs turning as his smile grew larger.

“You alright?”

“Yes, I’m just certain that I want to marry you someday. Do you feel the same?”

“I do, you’re amazing Niran Pruksamanee.”

He pulled you in for a sweet mind numbing kiss. The type that has your heart racing, especially after such a passionate encounter. The switch up in his demeanour was pretty fast, from dominate sex god, to soft sweet Niran. Regardless, you felt loved by him always. His love knew no bounds. He broke the kiss, smiling at you again, his eyes brimming with tears.

“In that case.”

He sat up, leaning casually against an arm. You sit up too, looking at him with such adoration. He really was the perfect being. You were so lucky to have him, but he’s always tell you that he was the lucky one.

“Almost losing you was the worst experience of my life. I don’t want to wait anymore, I’m in love with you now, and always will be. Y/N, will you marry me?”

The gasp you gave was so cute to him. Your eyes lit up and you cover your mouth with your hand, tears beginning to stream down your cheeks. He looks down nervously, playing with his hands. A habit he picked up from Satya years ago.

“I realise that this isn’t a proper proposal, and of course I’ll buy you a rin-“

“Yes!”

His eyes met yours, wide and doe like. His mouth ajar ever so slightly, stunned at your response. He seemed a little dazed so you repeated yourself, wanting to make sure there was no doubt.

“Yes Niran! I’ll marry you!”

You fling your arms around him and sob against his shoulder. You mumbled something about him being romantic and a blush spread across his cheeks. He certainly didn’t feel romantic, railing you into oblivion and filling you with his seed, before popping an important question, just like that. Your reaction made him think otherwise though. You always did see the positive side to everything. You found beauty in his actions. You loved him unconditionally.

“Y/N Pruksamanee does have a gorgeous ring to it, hmm petal?”

“I would agree, fiancé.”

#i love this fic so much you guys dont understand #i love this writer omg #this pair is so precious🥹🫶#YESSSS WE'RE GETTING MARRIED

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