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Warm up with ⚡Kashimo!⚡

Ship: Gravity user x Thrillseeker

(whatever that means)

Cw: Perverse touching so suggestive content towards the end but mostly (SFW)

⚡ Summary: You're training with a guy who lusts for fighting and power leveling who can shoot lightning, you decided to tease said thrillseeker & he seems to take his liking to you.

Legal Age OC

*Written when they were first introduced

*Just some self indulgence fic for a character who might get his a** handed to him in the upcoming jjk chapters. Enjoy!*

"You're still reading that Peach girl crap?" Kashimo guessed, inviting himself to your room.

"I can relate to Momo so much, let me live Kashimo." You mumble, attentive to your glittery shoujo book.

"Wait, Momo! Oh my gosh, can I start calling you that?" You ask.

"It's training day," Kashimo replies bluntly, leaning against the door arms crossed. Not even entertaining your suggestion.

"So? I only came to see if gravity could affect lightning. It can't, so I'm going back home." You blurt out, loudly flipping the next page a bit annoyed that he ignored you.

You start scratching your hair and feel one way too many strands free standing. You snatch your pillow and put it over your head squirming to jump out of the bed. You catch glimpses of Kashimo smirking.

"You think you're cute, huh?" You state, rolling your eyes at him.

"Being cursed with Barbed wire hair doesn't mean you have to take me with you." You sneer, quickly greasing your stands and scalp so the next try wouldn't be too strong.

You walk by the door looking at his round pretty eyes, his eyebrows bending in confusion.

"You know what, I have just the thing to fight you in today." You say excitingly, ruffling his front part and walking past him.

You walk back to Kashimo and tap him to turn around, but he can only assume this is your new awakening to latex kink.

"A full body rubber-like suit...? Clever or Kinky?" He asks, just to humor himself.

"Both!" You answer quickly,

"Neither, you look ridiculous." He answers correctly.

You frown, "When some opponent comes out like this, remember this." You tease,

"Is that a challenge? You want to see how fast that suit lasts?" Kashimo threatens, cracking his knuckles with one hand.

"Now hold o-Ahck!" You stutter as you run down the hall, and Kashimo with two fingers extended and the other hand in his pocket, brisk walking carefully strikeing your legs with his currents.

"Stop! That f*cking hurts!" You yell, pinholes in your suit start forming, you envelop yourself in cursed energy to protect yourself.

"What happen to that suit of armor you got on?" Kashimo announces,

"All you can do is shock, shock, shock, you glorified Pikachu!" You retort.

If it wasn't for your "useless" manga addictions and TV shows, you might have gotten away with Kashino not knowing that insult.

You turn around seeing that stupid sadistic smirk on his stupid face. You could have sworn his hair buns shot up in excitement as he breaks to run towards you.

He was not letting up soon and you knew better than to go begging this guy for mercy once he caught you. You slam your fist in your hand and a force slams Kashimo neck first into the ground into the next floor.

"Calm down, ji ji, you'll hurt your back." You shout out, acting as if you weren't shaken up being three seconds from scorched medium well to well done.

You run by the hole and see Kashimo holding his body up against the wall on all fours, under him was the bathtub full of water.

"You're really dumb to think I don't know the layout of the house we slept in, small fry." He answers looking up at you with deadly eyes.

You immediately run downstairs and open the front door, but you feel a grip on your suit tearing it, yet you did not think about breaking momentum, however there is enough force to pull you back to him where he slams his fist in your stomach forcing you back again and denting the floor.

You can hear Kashimo's footsteps.

You grab any object in your vicinity and swing as hard as you can knocking Kashimo head, but he already made skin contact.

His initial momentum causes him to grab your legs and pushes them back by your head causing you to yelp from the stretch more than the pain in your stomach or the aftershocks that was fleeting from your reversed cursed technique.

"Is that all you got? Really Disappointing, kid." Kashimo taunts, while squeezing down on your thighs more, his fingers indent in your skin and you feel the increasing tingles on your skin.

It tickles you and because his hands were so close to your  , your toes curled. You could not tell if Kashimo was doing it on purpose or if your head was in the gutter.

In reflex, you swing down your leg harshly around his neck in mount leg choke, but could not grab his arm through your lock so you end up slamming on his neck.

Which caught him off guard and you won an annoyed grunt at best. He stops the struggle and rests in between your legs.

"Since I got the last hold, can I call you Momo now?" You ask, hearing your heart beat fast.

"No, you can fix my first floor ceiling and you didn't earn anything. I barley used my technique on you." He answers,

"Well, since we were both clearly holding back, let's take it outside?" You demand,

"Hmm," he answers, staring up at you, "It's warmer here." He murmurs, referring to your body heat.

He tickles his fingers up and down your inner thigh with one hand and presses his lips on your other thigh making the biggest sucking sound ever. You could feel your face heating up.

"Take this seriously!" You exclaim, that you would be lying if you said you didn't enjoy this weird off and on thing, but you wanted him to respect you as a fighter more. A bonus considering the time period he was born in and how skilled he is.

You thought he was going to be like Maki's cousin, being a woman daring to ask this old guy for his guidance and all, but you shake those thoughts quickly. He degrades you with his actions based on strength like he does everyone, but sometimes the electric beatings gives you the "feminine" urge to clean his house all day and watch shows.

"Sure, we need to work on your stamina. You're too weak." He says bluntly, grabbing your thighs and pulling them apart he gets up and starts walking to the entrance door. As if he wasn't finding reasons for you to stay another week or more.

You look down to the ground thinking about another snarkey remark, as you're about to use your hands to push up off the ground.

Kashimo turns around and lends you a hand. You grip him firmly and he grabs you up in one swift motion, then wraps his arms around your shoulder.

But it seems like he's got some liking to keep you around regardless so you'll figure it out later.

"So, you're training in shredded rubber or...?" He questions, scanning your body. You put your hands in front of his eyes in response.

"Ugh." You sigh, jogging back inside the house with a large hole in your back.

*I try to do those subtle details crap like him not liking manga, but him remembering the name of yours. Ah my heart.

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