#Ohma tokita x reader

[aughhay]

ohma didn’t really care about the free bed of yours to sleep on tonight. but hey, he heard it’s good manners to gift something back.

nsfw warning!

“mn, oh—mn.. ngh..”

your hands kept clutching deep in the sheets, not any help to your body violently rocking to the bed’s creaky rhythm. ohma wasn’t gonna stop anytime soon, he just wanted to show you how grateful he could be, really! the feeling of your tight, gushing, pretty pink walls just keep pulling him in. his muscular body shadowed over yours, facing your back as he took you from behind with his arms caging your head. you just couldn’t keep control of your self, his manly cock fucking you dumb for the first time as you spew your moans into a pillow.

you wish you could see his face, but you’re just too busy trying not to cum so soon. his grunts and groans will have to do.

“hah.. hah.. hunn..”

you can hear his mighty huffs and puffs as he sits back. the only thing audible are your whimpers when his well-endowed cock slips out of your slick hole. the headboard stops beating on the wall only for a second before his hands are on you, flipping you over on your stomach.

he’s touching you where ever, any place. your soft chest, those cute tits he can’t get enough of just keep being squeezed and groped. he’s just too in love with them, so in love that he forgets everything until he hears your whines and whimpers.

“ohmaaa. back in.. put yr’cock back in..”

“hm?”

“n—need you back inside..”

“…louder.”

first time he ever asked for something in that tone, actually, he wasn’t asking, he was telling you. telling you to be louder so he can see that the woman in front of him really needed him, really needed his body. he needed to see the proof. to see why he should be so thankful.

“shit— fu-fuck m’again ohma.. pleasee don’t tease m’like this.. need that cum..”

you were getting so desperate at this point, so needy for his dick. his cock-head sliding against your folds, giving your sweet hole gooey kisses with his tip. your hips grinding and moving, trying any method to get him back inside. and ohma is just watching, watching the girl that gave him a place to sleep tonight writhe and whine for his cock on that same bed.

but ohma doesn’t have that much of a good patience, he breaks as he finally pushes back inside you with a groan. back to that quick pace inside you with the headboard punching the wall and his cock throbbing again and again inside. you can tell he’s close to climax.

“nghn—.. where?”

“h-huh?”

“where do you want me t’cum?”

“i—inside m’pussy.. pl—please.”

even if ohma didn’t believe a higher power, he thanked them that he wouldn’t have to pull from your warm canal as he continued to pound you. ohma wasn’t the wittiest, but he could tell you were close too. the way you flicked and caressed that pretty clit of yours to your liking, your moans shooting towards him with every vibration.

“ohmaa..”

“‘m gonna cum.. ngnh!— cumming!”

you can tell that cry of his name sent him over the edge, his seed flooding you with a howl as you squirmed. you were now filled with ohma. his breaths heavy as he panted from above. staring into your seemingly hazy eyes.

“..thanks— gnh..”

not the right time for words, but the way your pussy flutters around his cock, he’ll take that as an ‘you’re welcome’.

[bokutosbiceps]

don't overthink it

tokita ohma x gn!reader | fluff | 1.3k words

prompt: ohma + “since when do you blush around me?”

warnings: some suggestive/18+ themes but nothing explicit

a/n: the more i write for ohms the more i fucking love him 🥺 it’s so pathetic. ALSO, AGAIN, OHMS IS NOT A TYPO. IT’S MY CUTE NICKNAME FOR HIM THAT NO ONE CAN TAKE AWAY FROM ME. also i’m p sure i made this gn, but please let me know if there are any gender specific identifiers so I can fix that 😉

18+ MINORS DNI

You scrunched your nose at a tickling sensation that woke you up. Willing your eyes to creak open, you squinted at the bright afternoon sunlight flooding into your window. Not really bothering to find out the source of the tickling, you made an effort to turn around in bed but a sturdy hold on your waist forbade you from doing this. You figured you had just wrapped yourself too tight in your blankets again and made a pushing movement to whatever was around your waist.

The feeling of your fingertips coming into contact with skin made you jolt from your stupor and you fully opened your eyes to see a mess of wavy, brown hair just below you. You knew exactly who this unruly head of hair belonged to. Looking down, you saw Ohma holding on to you tightly, his face nestled in your bosom. You felt your face heat up at the intimacy of the situation and wondered when you ever got this close. Then you remembered.

You had been invited by Ohma to come watch the Kengan tournament, and weeks of watching him train and watching him win matches had ensued, and you were always there after the matches to keep him company. You were one of the few people that Ohma could stand for more than a few minutes; he liked your personality and he liked your face. He really couldn’t complain. But he especially liked how you doted on him after his matches, always worrying over his bruises and scrapes or gaping in awe at his strength despite his injuries.

The events of last night flooded back to you as your brain sprinted to catch up with your thoughts. Ohma had showed up to your hotel room at two in the morning, completely unannounced. You quickly allowed him inside after seeing an unusual look on his face. You had only seen him like this once, and that was after meeting Setsuna for the first time after many years. He looked like he could’ve killed a god in that moment.

After an hour of him silently laying on his back, staring at the ceiling, you coaxed him into speaking. He started to talk about his childhood, his past. You were worried, he was not a sentimental person. You asked him about the future, since it seemed like he was specifically avoiding that topic.

“I don’t think about the future much.” Ohma blinked at the ceiling before turning his gaze to you.

“How can you say that? You’re always thinking about your next meal.” You teased, reaching over to flick him from where you sat cross legged on the bed with him.

“True.” He sat up and propped himself on his elbows still looking at you. “Thinking about the future is pointless, though. I don’t know what will happen and thinking about it won’t change anything.” His gaze was unusually soft.

“Ohms, what’s going on with you? You’re scaring me.” You scooted closer to him and placed your hand on his knee, almost pleading with him. “We’re friends. You can talk to me about anything.”

With speed that only Ohma could muster, he grabbed your hand from his knee and used it to pull you forward into his lap, keeping his eyes trained on yours. Before you could ask what he was doing, he moved your hand to the back of his neck and you gripped it, allowing Ohma to pull you to his lips.

He kissed you roughly, but with a slow sensuality that seemed almost like he was savoring it, drinking in every second. He laid back down on the bed, pulling you on top of him and continuing to move his lips with yours.

You placed your hands on his chest and pressed, effectively pulling your lips from his, only a thin string of saliva connecting you.

“What are you doing?” You panted, somewhat shocked that Ohma had just crossed that bridge with you but also somewhat pleasantly surprised.

“Kissing you.” Ohma smirked up at you, letting his head rest back on the bed, your face still in his large hands.

“Why?”

“Because I’ve been wanting to do it for a long time.” Ohma traced your lips with his thumb, still looking up at you. “Do you want to stop?”

“No.” You muttered, and before you knew it, your head was dipping back down to connect your lips again. Ohma rolled over so that you were under him and separated his lips from yours to pull off his shirt before making quick work of yours.

You and Ohma had crossed the bridge that you never dreamed that you would cross, but you had always hoped you would. And you didn’t know it, but he had been hoping, too.

And now, here he was, cuddled up to you and snoozing peacefully.

You felt your eyelids begin to feel heavy once again and cast aside all of your frantic thoughts to welcome a short nap. You would deal with this later.

Two hours later, you woke up to an empty bed. You assumed you must have been dreaming about the romp you had shared with Ohma last night, or that you woke up in his arms, and turned over on your back to stare at the ceiling. You thought back to how nice it felt to be held by him, kissed by him, touched by him…

Once again, you were jolted from your thoughts by the bathroom door opening and shutting, producing a very naked Ohma.

You sat up quickly, blushing deeply once you realized this was real and you were also very naked, and gathered the sheets to cover your chest.

“Since when do you blush around me?” Ohma cocked an eyebrow as he approached you, standing next to the bed. You averted your eyes from his body, trying your hardest not to stare.

“Since you came in here last night and fucked me?”

“Was it that surprising to you?”

“Yes! I thought we were just friends! You never seemed interested in me, or anyone, for that matter!”

Ohma let out a dry laugh. “You didn’t know I was into you?”

“No, Ohma, I didn’t!”

“Well, now you know.”

Silence ensued for a couple of seconds, both of you wondering how this would continue. You were the first to speak up.

“So, what are we?”

Ohma frowned.

“Labels are stupid, you know? Isn’t it enough to know that I love you?”

Your mind was thrown into a frenzy. He loved you? You had barely ever seen emotions come from this man, but here he was, telling you he loved you?

“Ohma…love? What do you mean by love? As in, like, a friend or a girlfriend, because, we just had sex and—” Ohma shut you up with a kiss and a sigh, a small smile playing on his lips as they met yours. He held your face by your chin once he pulled away. You relaxed a little bit.

“You remember when you asked me what I think about the future?”

You nodded slowly.

“I think about you.” Ohma let go of your chin and gazed down at you. You tried extremely hard to avoid looking at his tanned and toned body before you, since the guy had just confessed to you, but you found yourself really struggling. He spoke again, snapping you out of your lustful daze. “Does that answer your question?”

You thought about it. Ohma was the type of man to mean what he said and say what he meant. If he was telling you he loved you, it must have been because he truly meant it. You stood up and placed your hands on either side of his face, watching your thumbs as they lightly skimmed over his cheekbones. You felt him staring at you as you took your time admiring his features, likely awaiting your response. You placed a chaste kiss to his lips.

“Yes.”

[itbitesback]

hot mouth

summary: what happens when ohma gives you some loving after eating spicy food?

fandom: kengan ashura

pairing: tokita ohma x f!reader

content and warnings: light smut, f!receiving oral, mild injury, cursing, cohabitation

author note: no idea what i was thinking with this idea 😭 this was also supposed to be written in a more lighthearted and comedic tone but it turned out kinda serious? anyway, this is one of the first kengan fics i ever wrote and i decided to finally post it. feedback is appreciated!

word count: 1,341

sigh. what to read now? you ran your fingers over your expansive bookcase, trying to decide what book to sink into next. it was your day off from work and you had just finished a good novel; not in the mood to do anything else but read, you were trying to decide on another, but none of the dozens of books in front of you looked particularly appealing. it was your never ending dilemma that you bought books constantly but could hardly ever make yourself read what you bought. you groaned in frustration, looking even more intently at your unread book collection.

you were looking so intently, in fact, that you didn't even hear the key in the doorknob, or the steady feet on the floor padding in your direction. the soft chuckle that your lover let out behind you when he saw you so focused on your books was also lost on you. you nearly jumped out of your skin when you suddenly felt big arms wrap gently around you.

"AHH- oh, ohma? you scared me babe, god" you said, trying to get your racing heartbeat to calm down. he had just come home from training with rihito. at once, the scent of his masculine smell greeted you. his skin, his hair, and the dried sweat clinging to his body.

you held back a groan. you found his natural scent to be sexy, and he knew it. it's exactly why he held back from immediately showering after training when he was around you. this time, he wanted to use his scent to his advantage, but you weren't yet aware of that.

"back home from training, did you eat yet ohma?" you asked. he grunted in assent. a shiver of excitement went through you; with how he was still wrapped around you, you heard his deep voice right in your ear and felt the vibration in his chest against your back.

ohma, ever observant, took notice of your excitement and smiled to himself. he made his move. he subtly inhaled your scent, rubbing his nose into your skin and nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck while shifting his arms tighter around your middle.

soft kisses were planted on your jugular and you shivered to feel his teeth gently grazing your skin. ah, so he was horny. very quickly into your relationship with ohma you had learned the small differences between his simple affection and his lust. nuzzling and hugs were commonplace between you, and his only goal therein was to show his love and feel yours in return; when teeth and kisses were involved, however…

unexpectedly, he lifted his head from your neck. you almost groaned at the loss of contact. "what are ya doing?" he questioned, referring to your presence in front of the bookshelf. "did you finish that other book?"

"i did, yeah!" you answered although he confused you, did he want to have sex or not? you went on about your book anyway, "it was really good but now i can't figure out what to read next."

"ah," he sounded his understanding as you eagerly began telling him about how the novel ended. he genuinely liked hearing you talk about your interests and he would listen to you go on about them forever, but the literary arts and reading itself was lost on him so he could contribute nothing to conversations about it.

you trailed off when there was nothing more to talk about. there was a silence and tension between you two and you once again became aware of his intoxicating scent, his strong body pressed against yours. whilst you were talking he had shifted his head to rest his chin on your head.

you squirmed under his hold, impatient. "ohma," you mumbled, "give me more."

he chuckled. so then, you wanted exactly what he did.

———

a few minutes later ohma had you pressed up against the wall, naked from the waist down, moaning softly, and hopelessly wet. ohma kneeled under you and was eagerly licking at your cunt; he had begun by rubbing his face against your entire mound, gathering your wetness and the scent of your arousal all over his face. one leg was slung over his shoulder and he gently held you open with his fingers, licking and mouthing all over. he avoided your clit for now, teasing you. you heard him groan every now and then at the taste of you.

your head was thrown back against the wall and one hand was buried in his seaweed hair and the other was on his shoulder, trying to steady yourself in case you fell over (though he would catch you). soft panting moans filled ohma ears.

you were lost to the sensations. his tongue and mouth felt so good. though it kind of felt different than usual, what with the burning sensation—

—burning? why was it burning?

the pain steadily escalated and you abruptly shoved ohma away, starting to pant in fear and pain. your pussy was BURNING! you started frantically flapping your hands and kicking your feet, utterly confused and uncomfortable. what the hell was happening?

ohma could only stare at you in bewilderment from his kneeling position on the floor. “y/n? whats the matter?”

you stared back at him, still squirming with discomfort, then it finally hit you. “ohma,” you started cautiously, “what did you eat before you came home?”

“i had spicy noodles but i don’t see what- ah. shit.” his eyes widened. the terrible realization was apparent on his face.

“you damn idiot! why would you eat spicy food and then come eat me out! it fucking HURTS!”

the burning was getting worse and you didn’t know what to do. you tugged back on your shorts that ohma had discarded earlier and began pacing back and forth in the room in agitation. your breathing was frantic and you couldn’t calm down enough to figure what to do. it was all you could do to not start running around the house like a chicken with its head cut off.

ohma abruptly stood up and hurried out of the room, but you hardly noticed. he then came back; he was the only one sane enough in that moment to find a solution to your problem.

he caught you by the hips mid-pacing and once more kneeled in front of you. “y/n, calm down,” he insisted. “stay still. i’m going to help you.”

you looked down to see him with a wet washcloth in hand; he eased your legs apart and put your hands on his shoulders to steady you. gently but firmly, he pressed the cloth to the open juncture between your legs.

you flinched at the temperature of the cold water, but slowly you felt soothed and the pain eased. with deliberate movements ohma shifted his hand to make sure the cloth could reach every part of your mound. the act itself was achingly intimate.

as you finally calmed down and your body became lax, you looked down at ohma and his face staring back at you reflected the same emotions you felt: embarrassment, bewilderment, but still relief.

———

now you were laid up in your shared bed with ohma, trying to come down from the chaos of earlier. you were huddled up in the covers while your boyfriend sat on the edge of the bed, looking at you.

“i’m sorry, y/n,” he said quietly to you. the usual unshakeable tokita ohma was unsettled by this incident and the fact that he was so careless and caused you such pain. his brows were deeply furrowed; he looked away from you, still ashamed.

you sighed and sat up, resting a comforting hand on his cheek. “listen, lets just put this behind us okay? besides, i have something more important to talk to you about.”

ohma looked at you again, brow raised.

“did i taste better than those noodles?”

his eyebrows shot up in shock. then his face cracked into a rare smile, and you two laughed together.

————

tagging: @aneenasevla @ohmaswife @hoe4rairai @kengan-daddies @juliusreinholdswig @milkkicoffee @bokutosbiceps

[jannahime]

The unforgotten night

Ohma Tokita Part 1

Tokita Ohma x gn reader|smut|fluff|

⚠️18+ content/smut/NSFW⚠️

Warnings: swearing, cream pie, mentions of soreness, one night stand, tears, f oral, m oral, dominant, a few positions, drunk,

Okay so this is my first written smut. I love this series so much. Anyways I hope you enjoy.

18+ only Minors DNI

After Ohma's fight with Inaba ended with Ohma coming out victorious in battle, you, Ohma, Kaede, Kazuo, and Lihito went to one of the restaurants on the island where Kazuo Yamashita ordered lots of victory meat for Ohma.

Lihito and Ohma sat on either side of you at the table. Ohma scarfed his meat down. He looked up at you with slate gray eyes as he watched you drink your beer slowly. "Hey y/n...so uh...are you single." Asked Lihito with a cheeky grin.

But before you could answer Kaede stepped in. "Lihito...stop trying already....you got rejected yesterday what makes you think she would say yes to you today....besides... some else already has his eyes set on her. If I were you I would stop now before he loses his temper." Replied Kade with an indifferent glare.

"Pfft! Like I'm scared of the guy who wants her too! Who is he anyway why don't we settle this with-"

"Um Lihito.....sorry but I'm not interested......." You say with a sheepish smile as you continue to eat your meat.

Lihito just sighed and he ate his food in silence. Ohma just grinned smugly as he knew that he was victorious once again.

Kazuo decided to break the tension by making a toast to Ohma's win against Inaba. "Ohma.....did you get yourself looked at.....you have scratches on your face." You say with a calm demeanor.

"I'm fine..... it's nothing life threatening y/n." Replies Ohma with a slight smile.

You blushed as Ohma smiled at you so you turned away quickly drinking your beer fast. Ohma only chuckled softly as he noticed your red face. Everyone drank to their content until you couldn't handle it anymore.

You laid your head on Ohma's shoulder already to your limit with your liquor. You laughed softly and snuggled on his shoulder unaware of what you were doing because you were wasted. Ohma chuckles softly once more as he caresses the top of your head.

Kade soon walks away with Kazuo to help him take a drunk Lihito back to his room leaving you and Ohma alone together.

"Ohma......Hic-up!" You laugh with joy. Ohma looked at you with a gentle look, He thought your flirtatious side was cute. But what got him the most was the way you would look at him with such longing and desire in your eyes.

He soon picks you up bridal style and he takes you back to your room. You begin to to shower his lips with small kisses. Ohma just chuckles with amusement.

"Mmm...Muah....Muah..." You giggled with joy as you kissed while he carried you back to your room.

Ohma continued to chuckle as seemed to enjoy this affectionate side of you. The two of you don't make it inside of your room yet and he sets you down in front of your room to which he pushes you up against the door as your lips crash against his. Ohma presses his body against yours kissing you deeply.

"Mmm...." You moan into his mouth as the two to you continue to kiss with so much passion. Ohma cups your chin as he slides his tongue inside of your mouth exploring your mouth.

"Mmm....Ohma....ah.." you moan softly.

Ohma's hands begin to caress every inch of your body. Ohma slides his hands underneath your shirt and he begins to knead your breast gently. "Ah.......Ohma......mmm." but Ohma didn't let you utter another word as he continued to firmly kiss you.

"these are mine." He says while he squeezed your tits whilst pinching them playfully.

"Ah.....Please.....lets go inside....to do this..... someone might see us....." You say with a shaky quiet voice.

Ohma licks your lips his eyes full of lust as he then kisses you once again deeply. You continued to whimper softly. "These soft lips of yours....are mine." He sensually whispers in your ear.

"Hurry up and open the door....." Spoke Ohma with a hoarse voice while biting your bottom lip.

You gasp softly and moan. "Ohma-"

"Open the door....." He says in low husky whisper as he gives her a sly peraly white smirk.

You nod your head slowly and you get your hotel key out and open the door. As soon as the two of you got inside Ohma slipped off his shirt. You can see his huge member bulging and twitching inside of his sweat pants.

Without warning he slides off your shirt and your bottoms leaving you with just your black and red lace lingerie.

He pushes you down on the bed where he then rips off your lingerie towering over you yearning for you.

Ohma slides off his bottoms revealing his huge bulge. He gets in between your legs and he begins to lick your neck and bite down hard on it. "Ah.....ah..." You let out a small moan.

Ohma trails his kisses to your collarbone. he licks your collarbone where bites down hard on it as well, making you arch your back and lean your head back pleasure.

Ohma begins to suck on your breasts. He suckles and licks on your right nipple as he then bites down on it hard while you squirm underneath him. "Ah! Ohma!." Ohma only chuckles at your reaction.

His kisses continue to trail down your stomach to your lower abdomen. "Ohma! Wait! Wait! Not there! I'll lose my mind if you go down there! " You say already blushing crimson red feeling a little shy.

He licks your left inner thigh and then he bites down on it hard leaving a purple mark on it as well. Your neck, your chest, and your lower abdomen had a couple of hickeys however that didn't matter to you seeing as he was just marking his property.

Your legs rested on his shoulders while your feet were pointed on his back your toes coiled , your legs twitch as he begins to orally stimulate you.

"mph.....oh ......oh.....ah...." You continue to lean your head back on your pillow gripping the sides of it tightly as you begin to breathe heavily.

You look at him as he continues to eat you out. You can hear him sucking and slurping his nose digging deeper inside making you shiver and trembling with pleasure.

"Oh God......ah....he's so good at this." You think to yourself as you bite down on your bottom lip to hold back loud moans.

Your hips begin to buck on their own as Ohma begins to pump two of his fingers in and out of your cunt while he continues to lick your clit. You desperately grabbed on to his head gripping his hair tightly.

"Ah......Ah..... AH! AH FUCK!" You moan louder forgetting about the fact that Kaede's room is next door to yours.

Ohma smirked in amusement as he continued to lick you p****, he liked the way you reacted while he continues to suck you senseless while pumping two fingers in and out of you.

"ooh.....ooh....Ohma.." you whimpered his name softly. Your body trembled and twitched with pleasure as Ohma dug his face deeper devouring you senseless.

It got to the point where you couldn't take it anymore. You were getting close to your orgasm. "Ohma! I'm cumming! Oh God!" Your whimpers continued to get louder, you buck your hips faster gripping his hair tighter. You moaned louder and breathed heavier.

"AH! AH! AH! AH! AHH!!!!" You finally reached your climax exploding your sweet nectar all over Ohma's face.

He pulls away from your c****, licking his lips tasting your sweet nectar. You lay on the bed trying to catch your breath covering your face with your arms. Your hair is messy and wet from the sweat. Ohma grins playfully as he wipes his face with his forearm. "You tasted good ..... Just as I expected." He replied with a small chuckle.

He crawls onto the bed and he towers over you again. His huge bulged shaft rubbed against your p****.

"O-Ohma...." You gasp softly as you grab on to his shoulders tightly.

"No matter how much you moan, scream, and yell ....I won't stop." Replied Ohma with a guttural whisper.

You only nodded your head as you looked up at him biting your lower lip in anticipation.

To be continued

Part 2 is up⬆️

[maochira]

Being Ohma Tokita's adopted child

Characters: Ohma, Kazuo, Kaede (one mention), Koga, Ryuki

gn!child!reader, hurt/comfort, first part is about Kengan Ashura and the second about Kengan Omega (there will be an Omega spoiler warning!)

If it wasn't for Ohma, you would be dead by now. You barely would have had a chance at life.

Born as the child to a prostitute on The Inside and without your biological father anywhere near the first years of your life were... rough. You don't remember any of it, but your mother really tried her best to take care of you.

Until she was murdered.

Ohma found you by coincidence. And normally he wouldn't have cared about a lonely toddler on the streets. Death is a daily occurrence on The Inside, after all.

There was just something different about you. Something that made Ohma decide to take care of you for the time being. Maybe for a few weeks or months, just long enough for him to find someone who could take better care of you than he could.

Ohma never ended up giving you away. He couldn't get himself to do it.

One day you suddenly called him "dada" and that was when he realised how fatherly he felt for you. And he realised if he gave you away, he'd only worry about how your life would continue without him.

He promised to himself to raise you into a strong fighter so you can defend yourself even when he's not around.

You were 5 at the time when Ohma became a Kengan fighter. It was odd because you weren't used to being around so many people so you would always stay at Ohma's side.

You quickly got attached to Kazuo and Kaede and ended up clinging to them whenever Ohma was in a fight.

At first Ohma was critisized for bringing you along, especially when he took you to the Kengan Annihilation tournament, but that criticism went down when everyone noticed how much you love to watch Ohma (and everyone else) fight.

Especially when it became obvious how eager you are to become a fighter when you'd grow up, people stopped critisizing Ohma for the most part. After all, he's trying to raise someone who might become one of the strongest Kengan fighters of the next generation.

KENGAN OMEGA SPOILERS BEGIN BELOW THE IMAGE

After Ohma's "death" Kazuo decided to take custody over you. He's already raised two sons, so how hard could it be to raise you as well? It definitely was a lot harder than he expected.

Besides his new job and new life situation in general he was mourning Ohma's death just as much as you were. But every time you seemed to get better, Kazuo started healing a little more as well.

Despite the fact that you're not Ohma's biological child, Kazuo could always see parts of him in you. That motivated Kazuo to raise you into the fighter Ohma had planned.

Other Kengan fighters would help with your training and introduced you to all sorts of fighting styles. You learned the many techniques you were taught by them a lot quicker than any other child your age would, which impressed everyone.

When Koga showed up you got attached to him surprisingly quickly. To him, you're something like the little sibling he never had. You also ended up calling him "Nii-san" at some point because you spent so much time with him.

When you first met Ryuki, you were the first one to not mistake him for Ohma. At first you didn't want to be near Ryuki at all, but soon started feeling some sense of security around him. In some ways he still reminded you of your father who you missed so much.

And then everything turned around. The entire time, Ohma wasn't actually dead.

He hated how he couldn't be there for you the past two years, but what he hated even more was the thought of bringing you into danger.

The moment Ohma finally got to reuinite with you was the first and only time he cried in front of you. It wasn't much, but you could see the tears forming in his eyes.

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[hopelesslyinlovewithanime]

Yandere Ohma x Reader

A price to pay

Chapter 1..

It was…strange…when i first met him though i will never forget the way he made me feel. It started off normal at first. I got butterflies in my belly with how he looked at me… his eyes full of love and want..his touch feeling like cotton candy each time he would hold me, but that was nowadays..back then when we were only teeengers i noticed his change in demeanor,especially the way he looked at me.those pretty dark grey eyes i love now..back then used to pierce into my soul, it almost made me feel like i did something wrong or somehow made him hate me. But never the less i still loved him….even after the blood that hit my face when he beat a guy to death for batting an eye at me….or maybe that one time he gripped my arm so hard it bruised…sure it hurt but i still loved him and im sure he wouldnt do something like that again right?

It was 10 pm at night when your eyes shot open. Your body drenched in sweat as you pant heavily. “Another bad dream…” You thought to yourself as you sat up from your bed stretching as you looked around your dark empty room, only to feel shifting next to you. You turn your head only to be greeted by the sight of your boyfriend…Ohma Tokita, who was sleeping peacefully. You hadn’t seen him this peaceful since you two were little under Niko’s care. You smile to yourself as you gently slide out of bed, slidinhg on your slippers as you planned to get a late night snack.

“Where are you going?’

A deep husky voice asked as you hear the bed shift to accommodate to the body weight. you turn your head, not surprised to see Ohma as you take a deep breath. “ just going to get a snack from the kitchen..that okay?’ you didnt mean for that to sound sarcastic but it kind of did especially when you asked him that question.

Ohma’s eyes narrowed as he fully sat up on the bed, letting out a yawn before his eyes bored into you. “..this late?...” he asked in a suspicious yet calm tone as he watched you shift on your feet

“Yeah ….couldn’t sleep, i just figured a snack would help…” you responded now slightly cautious at the way you spoke to him…no wanting to repeat..last time. Your hands gently clenched into fists as you stared at Ohma with a attentive look. The funny thing is Ohma doesn’t respond just simply look at you as he tilts his head slightly, noticing your body language. Ohma watches you alittle longer before finally speaking up “oh….alright…” his tone was so simple yet…weird,,,usually he reacted the complete opposite…which is why it caught you off guard. You simply nodded your head as you let out a quiet “mhm..” as you stood there in silence not really sure what to do. Your gaze slowly landing onto the floor, to uncomfortable to even look him in the eyes. until you heard his body shifting in the bed, your eyes quickly darted from the floor and up at Ohma.

Ohma laid back in the bed as he yawned once more. “Alright, just make sure you bring me a snack also..” he said in a neutral tone. You nodded and was just about to leave until “y/n…” he said in a now monotone voice. You felt a shiver run up your spine as you slowly turned to face him, seeing him sat up on the bed once more. “Come here real quick…” he gently opened his arms to you as you slowly yet cautiously stepped over to him. Ohma quickly wrapped you into a tight hug, your head pressed against his chest as you gripped his shoulders. His lips pressed against the top of your head as i smiled to himself “i love you okay…” his tone had a sweetness. Your body seemed to shiver in his grip but you tried to make it not noticeable…”i love you too…” you said with a somber tone.

Ohma stared at you for a minute before he let out a satisfied grunt as he gently let go of you as you quickly moved off, heading towards the kitchen. He knew you were still afraid of him but it was only a matter of time before you warmed to him….he’ll make sure of it.

End of chapter 1

(Hey guys sorry I've been gone so long I've been dealing with personal stuff and I will be making more content in the future.. I love you guys so much and thank you for your support ♡)

[kengan-daddies]

For a Kengan Ashura (threesome). I was thinking Ohma Tokita x Reader x Raian Kure. I was thinking that they’re in established relationship for 2 years and everything was good until Ohma and Raian got into an argument in a shared house. Reader was in their shared room and she heard the conversation and went to them to ask what is going on. Reader suggest them to work it out in a room together and things got heated with them in 20min. 18**

Let's Sex it OutOhma Tokita x Girlfriend Reader x Raian Kure

18+ MDNI THREESOME MDNI 18+

18+ MDNI THREESOME MDNI 18+

Anime : Kengan Ashura

Characters : Ohma Tokia , Raian Kure

Warnings : polyamorous relationship, Choking, hair pulling, no prep, rough sex, degradation, bodily fluids, cum shots, creampies, voyeurism, violence, blood

You were in the bedroom, watching TV, and both Raian and Ohma were somewhere in the front, last time you saw them they were doing some basic exercises, you left them to their own accord wanting some alone time for a while. 'Those boys, they'll be the end of me... they're so chaotic it's amazing I haven't left them yet,' You thought as you watched your show. It's been two years since you, Ohma, and Raian decided to date one another. First, it was just you and Ohma, but some complications came in with Raian, and in order for everyone to stay happy, you all decided to date one another.

You were deep into your show, watching it with earnestness, the house was pretty quiet, for a while, until you heard Ohma and Raian talking, you didn't think too much about it, opting to ignore them, until something hit the wall hard enough to make your bed slightly vibrate, followed by the sound of grunting and slight yelling. You rolled your eyes as you got up from your comfortable bed.

"What are these idiots up to now?" You asked yourself aloud in an annoyed voice as you snatched open the door. The first thing you saw on the floor was blood. Your eyes locked on the mess for a while before you heard another thump and you walked towards the sound. 'Sounds like they're in the kitchen.' You thought as you made your way towards the kitchen, the trail of blood making your hunch right as you followed the mess. But it didn't lead towards the kitchen, but towards the bathroom.

The door was open, and the sound of skin hitting skin sounded out. You huffed in annoyance as you walked over towards the open doorway, your hands on your hips as you glared at your two idiots. They were in a struggle match of power, pushing against each other in the tight space. Ohma had blood running down his face while Raian had a busted nose. "HEY!!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?" You shouted. They both paused in what they were doing, before they looked over at you slowly.

"WELL!?... YOU BOTH MADE A DAMN MESS ALL OVER THE HOUSE!! I JUST CLEANED THIS BITCH NOT TOO LONG AGO!!" You shouted. They slowly pulled back from one another, staring at you like two children who got caught. "I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT WHAT IT WAS YOU TWO WERE FIGHTING OVER, THIS SHIT BETTER BE CLEANED UP IN 20 MINUTES OR LESS!!!" You shouted. They nodded their heads, your angry eyes bounced between them a few times before you huffed and walked off, they stood there a little longer before the sound of your door slamming sounded out.

"This is your fault." Ohma said childishly. Raian looked over at him. "MINE!? Last I checked asshat, you were the one who hit me first!!" He shouted back, Ohma scoffed as he walked out the bathroom, Raian following after him. "It wasn't even that hard of a hit, you big baby." He said as he went to a closet in the hall, pulling out the mop. "YOU BROKE MY FUCKING NOSE!!" Raian shouted. "Yeah? And you cracked my damn skull, but you don't see me bitching." Ohma said as he began mopping. "YEAH!! AFTER YOU FUCKING BIT ME, YOU DAMN ANIMAL!!" Raian shouted.

Ohma stayed silent, as he focused on cleaning up the mess. Raian growled before he snatched his head off, going to find something of his own to clean up.

... 'It's been 10 minutes... I better go and see how far along they came.' You thought as you got up from your bed. You opened the door, and looked down, seeing no blood. 'Hmmm.' You thought as you walked around, seeing no blood, you nodded your head, and you walked into the kitchen, seeing both Raian and Ohma washing the dishes together... Kind of... Ohma was washing the dishes, passing them to Raian, who snatched them and rinsed them off aggressively before he placed them in the dish rack. You sighed as you shook your head. 'Look at my silly boys... They better be lucky I love them.' You thought.

"Alright boys, what's wrong? You're both more angrier than usual." You said as you walked over towards them. They both looked back at you before they looked at each other and back at you. "It's Raian, he's more angier than usual." Ohma said, immediately putting the blame on Raian. Raian glared at him. "HAH!? WHAT THE HELL TOKITA!!!" He shouted. You rolled your eyes as you looked over at Raian. "What's wrong Raian? What's got you all aggressive and shit? What's causing it?" You asked.

He growled in frustration. "Nothing is wrong damnit!! If it's anyone who's more angier than usually it would be this fool here!!!" He said as he pressed his pointer finger into Ohma's head. Ohma glared over at him as he slapped his hand away. You stared at them both, unimpressed. "Come on you two, let's go sex it out." You said in a tired voice as you turned around to leave the kitchen, making your way back to the bedroom. They both looked at one another before they both sprinted after you. You heard them grunting in determination as they tried to squeeze through the entryway, you rolled your eyes as you went into the bedroom, crawling on the bed to wait for them.

Eventually, Ohma came running to the room first, Raian hot on his tail. They stopped in front of the open door, staring at you. You were pulling off your shirt, having already pulled off your pants, you sat on your knees, as you looked over at them. "Come on, don't get all shy and quiet now." You said as you lay down on your side. They walked in, crawling on the bed on either side of you. Ohma in front, while Raian in the back. You cupped Ohma's face, the softest of your two boys. You gently kissed his nose and forehead, feeling Raian's hands caress over your hip, ass, and thighs. Ohma's hand rested on your waist, rubbing the skin there as your lips connected in a soft kiss.

Your tongues danced, your body shifting till you were on your back, pulling Ohma halfway over you, his hand pressing into the pillow next to your head. Raian took advantage of your newest position, moving in between your legs, he hoisted them up over his shoulders, as he pulled your panties to the side, his tongue lapping up your lips roughly till he got to your clit, flicking his tongue over it quickly. Your stomach muscles flexed and your thighs twitched, as you moaned into Ohma's mouth.

Raian, feeling superior in making you moan first, chuckled as he wrapped his arms around your thighs, keeping you in place as he sucked on your clit, you detached your mouth from Ohma's as you moaned out, your hand going down to run your fingers through Raian's short hair. Ohma looked at you for a moment, feeling slightly dejected, before he reached down, palming your breast through your bra as he left wet kisses up your neck. You pulled your hand from Raian's hair as you grabbed Ohma's hand, guiding it under your bra, his fingers rubbing over your nipple.

Your other hand wrapped around Ohma's head, as you hugged him close to you, your fingers combing through his hair, your other hand rubbing his back. He took that as a chance to pull your bra down, pulling your breasts out as he lapped his tongue over your nipples, before sucking on it as he held you tightly to him. Raian's, tongue darted into you, as his nose rubbed against your clit, wanting your attention again.

You moaned loudly as your grip on Ohma's hair tightened, making him groan in response. Raian chuckled as he flattened his tongue, widening it inside your pulsing pussy making you mew, his nose pressed down more on your puffy clit as he shook his head giving your clit stimulation, you bucked up into him, grinding your clit on his nose as his tongue slipped out, he pulled back some, making you whine in protest but it was quickly changed to a moan when he plunged in two of his fingers. "HHHEHEHEHEHEH!!! Look at you, a whiny little bitch in heat, and all from just my mouth and fingers.. See that, Tokita~, this is how you do it." He said cockily as he thrusts his fingers into you quickly, curling his fingers up as he grazed your g-spot roughly.

Ohma pulled back from your breasts, his lips wet from his saliva, your nipples equally wet, as he looked down at Raian. "You're not teaching me anything new, moron, besides, I would've made her cum by now." He said, challenge in his voice. Raian glared at him as he pulled his fingers from your clenching pussy, making you groan in frustration. 'Damnit, I was almost there too.' You thought. Raian and Ohma stared each other down, the air grew tense, their eyes sizing each other up. 'Really? Now?' You thought as you stared at them tiredly. Your eyes brighten in thought as you got an idea.

"Guys, I have an idea. You can both see who's better than who, by seeing who can make the other cum faster." You suggested a proud smile on your face. They looked over at you. "What the hell kind of proposal is that?" Ohma asked. "Yeah, you make it seem like we'll actually do that for each other, get real." Raian said. You rolled your eyes. "You both obviously need more of a fix than I do, so why not solve your issues by being the other stress deliver while also having a good challenge?" You said with a shrug.

They both looked over at each other before they looked back at you. "If one of us wins, what do we get?" Raian asked. You smiled. "You get to have me all to yourself for a week." You said. They looked at one another before they smirked. "Deal." "Deal." They said. You smiled and nodded. "But first, one of you need to make me cum first, I refuse to remain unsatisfied while you both get off." You said as you placed a foot on Raian's shoulder pushing him back some. He chuckled. "Heh... easy." He said, as he began to unbuckle his pants. You slammed your heel down on his hand making him look up at you in shock. "WHAT THE FUCK MAN!!?" He shouted. You wagged your finger.

"Uh, uh, uh... You have to make me cum, while not cumming yourself, so chose your... tool wisely." You said. Ohma stared down at you before he smirked at your proposal. "Okay then, so we have to get you to cum, without cumming ourselves, but we can use whatever we want huh?" He said, a mischievous smirk on his face. You nodded your head. "That's right, so if you do use your cock, Raian, you can't cum... at all.... unless your stamina isn't all what you hype it up to be." You taunted. Raian's smirk fell. "Heh, I have the highest stamina in this room." He said. Oham scoffed. "As if, you always cum way before me." He said as he began unbuttoning his pants.

Raian smirked as he unbuckled his belt as he too unbuttoned his pants. You pulled off your bra and panties, throwing them on the floor as you prop yourself up on some pillows. 'This is gonna be fun.' You thought. You watched as they threw their pants and underwear on the floor, their cocks hard, pre cum leaking from their tips. "Damn, ya'll sure are pent up... I don't think y'all be able to make it past round one." You teased. Raian scoffed as he crawled up on the bed, Ohma sat next to you, sitting on the side as he folded his arms behind his head.

"I'll make it into round two, just you watch." Raian said as he grabbed your legs, snatching you down till his cock was over your pussy. You smirked up at him as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, putting your legs up on his shoulders. "Then show me, because talk is cheap, big boy." You said. He didn't say anything as he reached down between you, giving his cock a few pumps, some of his precum leaked down on your lower stomach and pussy, the liquid cold to the touch.

He guided his tip to your entrance, and he looked up at Ohma. "Make sure you try not to touch yourself, Tokita because I want you at your best when it's your turn." He said. Ohma smirked but he didn't say anything. Raian looked down at you, as he pushed the tip into you, you moaned as your eyes fluttered, your arms tightening around his shoulder as he pushed into you, the girth of his cock stretching your cunt made your head fall back, his hands pressed into the pillow next to your head. "Damn... you're always so damn tight." He grunted as he slowly bottomed out inside of you, his cock twitching as he finally did and he gave a deep groan.

You gave a light-breathed chuckle. "What's wrong?... Gonna cum from just... entering?" You teased, he glared down at you as he suddenly wrapped his hand around your throat, you gagged at the sudden choke, your hands wrapping around his wrists. "You sure like to run that damn mouth of yours... If only Tokita wasn't such a bitch, I'd have him choke you with his cock." He said as he began thrusting into you.

Ohma scoffed as he rolled his eyes. "Last I checked, I wasn't the one who came premature last time." He said. Raian glared over at him as his grip on your throat tightened some and he trusted slightly harder, the tip of his cock ramming into your g-spot making you give a ragged and choked moan. "Shut the hell up...it was your damn fault." He said through a grunt as his cock twitched. Ohma looked off from him. "So... are you saying that you find me so attractive that I made you cum on the spot, all because my cock grazed yours?" He taunted. Raian thrusts pick up speed and strength, making the bed slightly shake as he glared at Ohma.

A light sweat broke out on his forehead as he grunted. "NO!! That's not the case at all... you pompous asshat." He growled. Your nails dug into his wrist making him loosen his tight grip slightly, your red eyes glossy with tears as you gave a choked cough. 'I'm not gonna last long... He must get off to arguing with Ohma... because shit man, he's about to make me cum.' You thought as you felt that familiar pressure building up in the pit of your stomach. Their arguing sounded distant as you felt Raian cock twitch every time Ohma insulted him.

Your legs fell from his shoulder, one around his waist and the other on his arm as you tightened them around him as best as you could, your hips bucking up into him. Your vision dulled from the lack of proper air, your pussy fluttering, the feeling of his hard thrusts hitting your g-spot, the feeling in the pit of your stomach popping and your eyes rolled as your orgasm rolled through you hard. "NUUGH!!!" You loudly moan as your hips jerked. "AH FUCK!!" Raian shouted as your pussy tightened around his twitching cock, nearly making him cum as he placed his face into the crook of your neck, his hand letting go of your throat as he wrapped his arms around you tightly, helping you to ride out your intense orgasm.

Ohma smirked. "Look at that... You almost came, Raian... I'm surprised that you didn't." he said as he watched Raian pull out of your pulsing pussy, your juices making his jumping cock shiny as he huffed, he glared over at Ohma. "I'm getting real tired of your shit, Tokita." He growled as he rolled you over on your side. You whined as you curled up, your afterglow hugging your warm body.

"You and me, right now, Tokita, since you want to talk all that shit." Raian said, his eyes gleaming in lust and determination. Ohma stared at him a little longer before he gave a halfhearted chuckle. "Hmph, and have you cum from just a few thrusts, yeah no thanks, I wanna actually get satisfied and not left with blue balls." He said, his eyes trailing down to Raian's cock seeing it twitch and he smirked. "You can barely hold your load now, and you wanna try and challenge me like that? Ha, get real." He said. Raian glared at him.

"You calling me weak? I can go longer than you think, Tokita. I can make you cum long before I ever do!!" He said. Ohma's lust-filled eyes squinted in determination and Raian's did the same. "Fine... but if you cum and leave me with blue balls, you'll have to do all of my chores... after you come back from your little weak long vacation." He said as he flipped over on his hands and knees. Raian smirked as he crawled up behind him. His hands grabbed a handful of ass cheeks as he spreads them. His eyes zoned in on Ohma's twitching hole. "Hmph, save those chores because It'll be you who'll be doing them, TOKITA!!" He shouted as he rammed inside making Ohma jerk his head back as he grunted in pain.

"ASSFUCKER!! NEXT TIME WARN ME!!" Ohma shouted. "AH SHUT IT!!" Raian said as he bottomed out, he groaned as he leaned his head back, his cock twitching inside of Ohma. 'Damnit... I better not fucking cum.' He thought. He sat there for a moment, trying to calm down, Ohma dropped his head, his arms slightly shaky as he controlled his breathing. They sat there a while longer before Ohma looked back. "What's wrong?... Realizing that you're about to cum?" He challenged. Raian glared at him as he smirked. "Hah!! As if, your ass is good, but it's not that good, Tokita!!" He said, as he pulled back till the tip was left and he rammed back in.

Ohma's head snatched back as he groaned out, he was grateful to you, the slick from your orgasm providing as great lube. Raian's hands trailed up to Ohma's waist, his grip strong as he rammed into Ohma, the sound of skin clapping against each other, the bed rocking, Raian's balls slapping into the back of Ohma's making them both groan. Ohma's cock leaked precum, his cock bouncing from the power of Raian's thrusts. "Not so talkative now... huh Tokita?" Raian grunted out. Ohma grunted as he looked back at Raian. "I can still talk... I'm just busy... actually trying to feel your puny cock actually hit something." He shot back.

Raian growled as he glared down at him, his hips angled upwards and he thrusts harder, making Ohma's eyes wide and his jaw drop as his eyes flutter. The tip of Raian's cock hits Ohma's prostate just right. Raian smirked but faltered when he felt Ohma tighten around him, Ohma's arms gave out, as he dropped to his elbows, and his cock pulsed in time with Raian's thrusts. Raian smirked a he grabbed Oham's hair, yanking it back as he pulled Ohma's head back.

"You gonna cum, Tokita?... Is my 'puny' cock making you feel good?" He taunted as he spoke into Ohma's ear. Drool trailed down Ohma's chin as his eyes rolled, his balls tightened and he gave a whimpering moan as he felt his orgasm coming on. The sound of Ohma's whines made Raian's cock pulse, he wrapped his arm around tightly around Ohma's neck, a smirk on his face as he choked him from behind. "Come on... cum already... do it... I know you want to." Raian said as he licked up the back of Ohma's ear. Ohma choked out a moan as he gave a last-ditch effort, as he tighten up his hole, making Raian give a faulting thrust. "AH FUCK!!! You little dickwad." Raian grunted out.

Ohma smirked, his eyes half-lidded as he did it again making Raian give a staggering groan as he felt his end coming. 'No!! No, no, no!!' He thought as he let go of Ohma's hair, his hand going down to grab Ohma's cock, his grip tight as he gave fast strokes to his pulsing cock. Oham's hand wrapped around his wrist, his grip tight as he tried to stop Raian, but it was futile as Ohma gave a loud whimpering moan as his eyes closed and he grunted in time with his orgasm, his cum shooting out onto the pillows. "Nuugh..fuck-ing...finally." Raian grunted out as he buried his face into the back of Ohma's hair as he came hard into Ohma. They rode out their orgasms for a moment, their grunts sounding out before it all went quiet.

They both huffed and puffed as they both fell forward onto the bed, Ohma grunted when Raian fell on top of him, but they both made no move, too hot and tired to do anything about it. They both slowly began to relax, their breathing evening out. "So... who came first?" You suddenly asked. They opened their eyes as they looked over at you. You were wearing Ohma's shirt, a bottle of water in each of your hands, and a cookie in your mouth as you stared down at them. "When the hell did you leave the bed?" Ohma asked. You shrugged. "When you guys were busy fucking." You simply said. Raian chuckled. "Hehehe, an opportunist at her finest." He said. Ohma groaned as he shoved at Raian's face. "Get off, you're heavy." He said tiredly, making Raian grunt as he fell off of Ohma.

You shook your head, you were gonna repeat your question, but something was telling you that they didn't know, and you didn't need them starting another argument.

[eden-evergreen]

Your boyfriend walks in on you while showering

eren jaeger (aot) + ohma tokita (ka).

synopsis -> mini drabbles, with a whole lotta fluff <3. established relationships; eren’s story set in a modern domestic setting

warning -> mention and description of constipation in ohma’s story, nothing vulgar — just a heads up to not dent your appetite if you’re consuming food. it wasn’t meant to be as unhinged as it was, but i think it would’ve happened between him and his s/o at least once T_T

Eren

It was when he heard the whoosh of the shower and assumed you were going to take a while in there… as you always do… and he needed to use the toilet.

Slightly premeditated? Perhaps… but he couldn’t afford to wait 20 minutes and you decided to take a shower after you washed the dishes together… just as you warned him. He also wanted to see you naked, because it felt like forever since he last all of you… its only been two days.

You remained focused on yourself as he snuck through the door caressing your skin and humming a sweet tune… he was incredibly silent against the background noise of the shower.

You turn around to reach for the soap when a foggy big figure appeared in you peripheral.

“AHHH”, you snatched the glass shower screen open and peaked your head out, “Eren, you almost gave me a heart attack?! Can you let me know when you’re gonna come in please??”

“Sorry love”, he says as he flushes the toilet and washes his hands, “you look good, mind if I get a better view?”. He licks his lips as he eyes you up and down. If his eyes where a representative of his stomach it would be growling right now, you looked delicious and he was starving.

“Hmph, fine… but lets keep it PG okay?”.

He rips his t-shirt over his head “Yeah, of course”, the swiftness of his response was not very convincing. But then again, its hard to keep it PG when he looks as good as he does.

Ohma

Ohma is has a colossal appetite. Appropriately so, it takes a lot to maintain his broad physique and fuel his extreme training programme. As he’s off training the majority of the day, you’d sometimes make his dinner after work. He’d rather you not do it, especially since he comes back so late causing you to go bed much later than you should’ve. Plus its a lot to make at once… a family pot’s worth of food will only last about a 2 dinners with him.

Tonight you decided it was worth it as it was a weekend so you could afford the later night’s sleep — and hopefully some extra time with him. You made a hearty portion of mixed meat skewers — his favourite.

Ohma was very grateful for the meal, kissing your forehead before digging into the feast. You save some aside for yourself, eating alongside him in a comfortable silence. He continued to eat his meal as you finished yours and made your way into the shower. You assume Ohma’s going to join you when he’s done so you could wash his back.

Instead he barges into the toilet damn near breaking the door! He sits on the toilet seat letting a huge one rip he groans soon after.

“OH COME ON OHMA!!!”, you whaled, quickly grabbing your towel and escorting yourself out the bathroom.

“Too… much… protein —”, he groans continuing to defecate with the door open.

That poor man. You love Ohma, you really do… but his proteins sh*ts are none your business. Its given with how much of it he consumes on a daily basis, you’ve had a couple of blockages of your toilet before but he was careful enough to make sure you weren’t exposed to it. Until now… he was clearly suffering.

You swung the door shut behind him as he buried his head in his lap, groaning at the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach. You put on some slippers before going downstairs, checking if he’s washed his dish(es). You come to find all the meat… two days worth is g o n e.

After an hour he seemed to have stabilised. He took a shower before joining you on the sofa with his head in your lap, cheek smooshed against your pillowy thighs.

You caressed his black locks brushing them out of his eyes, “you shouldn’t have eaten the 3 trays of meat Ohma”.

“I know, but it tasted so good…. And your cooking is much better than mine”. He winced in pain, closing his eyes in an attempt to mask the pain, “your ass looked sexy in the shower by the way”. He smirked before wincing in pain once more burying his face in to your lap. You scoffed at his comment:

‘Men are such simple beings’.

[joestars-and-stripes]

Cover Me (Ohma Tokita x reader)

Hi all!!! It has been a hot minute since I've written a fic or anything, but I hope y'all enjoy this!

Anime: Kengan Ashura

Warnings: None

Why do I feel so lonely tonight? There is a breeze that I can feel, is it the magic of dawn making me warmer than usual?

You sat on the chair beside the bed that Ohma was laying on, it felt like an elephant was sitting on everyone’s chest ever since he collapsed and went into a coma. You, Kaede, and Kazuo …. Everyone worried about him. What will Mr. Yamashita do now? It was hard to say because you all didn’t want to push him further, but at the same time you were pressed to make a decision on whether or not to withdraw. 

It was quiet, the only noises in the room came from the machines that Ohma was hooked up to and the quiet breathing. The air was heavy and it was as if everyone was afraid to even say anything first. 

“Ms. Akiyama, Mr. Yamashita… you guys go on ahead without me. I’ll stay here and look after him. I can connect this iPad to the WiFi and just watch from here,” you said quietly as you looked up at both of them. They looked so sad and worried, not only about him, but you as well. Of course, mostly because you never know who’s going to be weird, bust into the room and attack you both.  “I’ll be fine here, I promise.”

“Please, Ms. Y/N. Let one of us stay here with you,” Mr. Yamashita whispered in response. You shook your head. 

“Like I said, I’ll be fine here,” you responded. “As long as I can connect to the WiFi.” Kaede nodded as they both headed out of the ICU room back to their seats in the auditorium. 

The starry night hanging in the window, tossing and turning in the bright light. The day breaks in unexpected loneliness, I sit waiting for you who doesn’t come. Lost in the thick blooming wonderings, dizzy, someone please come and hug me. 

After some time has passed, you were able to connect the iPad to the WiFi and watch the most recent match. You kept the volume low out of concern for Ohma because you care about him so much. Some time after you two had first met, it was weird but you had confided in Kaede about your feelings. Although, you asked her to keep it a secret as you two agreed that it would be professional to keep it to yourselves. Overtime, you wondered how he feels about you, especially working with him as the Nogi Group’s athletic trainer. You smiled as you shook your head, as if those thoughts would magically go away.

“Wow, look at those lights and all the colors. The electric bill for the stadium must be insanely high,” you chuckled to yourself. 

—-

“Hey Kaede, where’s Y/N?” Lihito asks as he grabs some popcorn.

“Oh, she’s back with Ohma. She told us to go on ahead,” she responds.

“Oh – okay,” he responds in a soft tone as he finally eats some of that popcorn. 

“I hope she’s okay by herself. She looked so sad and worried,” Kazuo added. Kaede’s ears perked up in response to Kazuo’s commentary. 

‘That’s true, I wonder if maybe he has also picked up on how Y/N feels about Ohma.’

What Y/N doesn’t know is that even though Ohma has trouble putting words to his feelings, he has confided in both Kaede and Kazuo about his feelings towards Y/N. He really feels that Y/N cares about him beyond just helping him rehab from his injuries or doing strength/conditioning exercises with him. 

I don’t know what to do even if I force a smile. On a night when the moon shines so brightly, who shouts for someone to cover the light? When the night suddenly ends and the day comes, receive the warm light that pours down. 

—--

You watched the iPad quietly, but little did you know that Ohma was wiggling his fingers as if he could come to at any moment now. It was almost like you were enticed by the lights and every single exaggeration of the commentators over every single punch, kick, etc. Before you knew it, tears had started rolling down your face. You weren’t sure if it was because you were actually sad or if it was because you were scared or frustrated or all three. So after placing the iPad down, you tried to keep quiet while wiping away your tears.

“I’m so sorry Ohma. I’m not sure if you can hear me now, but I care about you so much and I wish I could do more for you than what I’ve been doing so far,” You whimpered quietly, trying so hard to keep in more tears, but you failed as they fell faster than you could wipe them off. Your head fell into your hands, covering your face. “I-I feel like I failed you.” 

Needle in a haystack, find me. I’m not lonely, but everything feels so cold. If you tilt the hand of that light towards me, melting away the frozen emptiness that I’ve had for so long. Yeah, I’ve tried to hide away from the sorrow and pain, but little did I know that I was going insane. The sun will always be there waiting after the rain, so I close my eyes and smile in the sunlight. 

It was so hard to not feel lonely and helpless when the one you care about the most is putting his body through so much, and for what? Oh. that’s right. Of course, to make Mr. Nogi the next president of this whole thing. While you liked working with his company to some extent, he was always such a pain in the ass when it came to the Kengan matches. You wiped your eyes and nose.

‘My god Y/N, get your shit together bestie.’ You needed to be strong for yourself, and your coworkers, but sometimes you felt like it was too hard. At times, you wondered if being emotionally involved was getting in the way of your job. Shaking your head at these thoughts, you just sighed. 

‘Y/N, stop second guessing yourself! You’re always so strong and dependable! We need you, Ohma needs you…’ It was as if you heard Kaede’s voice in your head telling you this. It was almost as if this figment of your imagination of her was telling you what you needed to hear the most and was telling you how he feels about you. It lit a fire in your heart and a sparkle in your eyes. A new hope perhaps?

I don’t know what to do even if I force a smile. On a night where the moon shines so brightly, who shouts for someone to cover that light? When the night suddenly ends and the day comes, receive the warm light that pours down. I can’t take it anymore, what should I do?

“Ohma, please wake up soon,” you whispered, ambition and hope in your tone. “We need you … I need you.”

Today, pretend not to know and close your eyes. So, cover me now. Cover me now. 

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Ohma Tokita

— É realmente impressionante como neste barco, em breve, todos os homens irão se matar naquela arena. — tomo o meu drink tranquilamente à beira da piscina.

— Comum, mas é assustador. Graças a Deus tenho uma alma feminina ao meu lado. — Kaede se ajeita sobre a cadeira e coloca seus óculos de sol.

— Eu só vim por causa que… O Yamashita não sabe dizer “não” e na primeira oportunidade que tiver, vai se borrar nas calças.

Nós rimos e trocamos um olhar engraçado.

— Aham, com certeza [Nome], apenas pelo senhor Yamashita.

— O que está insinuando, Kaede?

Eu sabia exatamente onde ela queria chegar, mas não dou o braço a torcer.

— Você sabe. Não é só pelo senhor Yamashita que você veio, tem um motivo a mais.

— Desconheço… — fiz-me de idiota e desviei o olhar, sentindo as bochechas esquentarem.

Era verdade que eu nutria um carinho enorme pelo Kazuo, ele sempre foi como um pai para mim e vê-lo em um estado tão deplorável nos últimos meses mexeu muito com o meu coração, fez com que eu sentisse a constante necessidade de estar próxima dele.

No entanto… Quando seu comportamento mudou da noite para o dia, quando ele me contou que tinha encontrado um novo motivo para viver e tinha recuperado toda a sua vitalidade, eu genuinamente quis saber o motivo.

E maldita — ou bendita — foi a hora em que descobri o “motivo”, ou melhor, o homem responsável por levantar o ânimo do pobre coitado.

Ohma Tokita.

Um homem de passado desconhecido e estranhamente forte, frio e rústico.

Ele será o responsável para representar a Corporação Yamashita quando as partidas Kengan começarem, e confesso que vê-lo lutar contra dois fortes oponentes me deixou muito curiosa sobre a sua pessoa, apesar de ele ser uma pessoa extremamente reservada.

Quando o assisti lutar contra o Lihito, um cara visualmente maior e mais forte do que ele, eu me senti dentro de um filme de ação, ficando emocionada a todo momento, a cada golpe e a cada técnica. Ele literalmente macetou o coitado na maior tranquilidade. Não me recordo muito bem o momento em que comecei a realmente prestar atenção no moreno, mas tenho uma breve noção quando assisti a luta contra o Sekibayashi.

Nunca vi tanta vontade assassina emanar de uma pessoa durante uma luta, ainda mais quando eu tinha certeza da evidente derrota, Ohma derrotou aquele brutamontes com um nocaute inesperado.

E para terminar, houve a briga no navio, uma várzea total e desbalanceada, mas ainda sim, ele foi capaz de sobreviver como se nada tivesse acontecido.

— Aí, [Nome].

— O que é?

— Sabe que precisa disfarçar mais quando eu quase mencionei o nome do Ohma, certo?

— E-eu não sei Kaede, pare de me provocar!

— Eu não provoco, você mesma se entrega, ainda mais quando estamos em reunião e o senhor Yamashita elogia o Ohma. Está estampado na sua testa o quanto você quer estar perto dele. — solta uma risadinha.

— Você precisa ficar do meu lado Kaede!

— Não misturo meu trabalho profissional com relações amorosas, apesar de achá-lo muito atraente.

— Ah, claro, você só tem olhos para o Lihito.

— Não mencione esse nome perto de mim, já não chega-

— Olha só! Não sabia que essa piscina era frequentada por moças tão bonitas quanto vocês.

Falando no diabo…

— O que as senhoritas estão conversando? — o loiro se aproximou com um enorme sorriso.

— Assuntos de mulheres, Lihito. — Kaede pegou uma revista que estava ao seu alcance e cobriu o rosto para evitar contato visual com o lutador.

— Por acaso esses “assuntos” tem a ver comigo? — seu tom de voz se intensificou para tentar seduzi-la.

— Humpf, com certeza não, nós temos outras coisas mais interessantes para conversar.

— Aaahh, não seja tão dura comigo, senhorita Akiyama!

Parei de prestar atenção na conversa dos dois quando percebi a presença de Ohma, logo atrás de Lihito.

As mãos tipicamente enfiadas nos bolsos da calça jeans que costumeiramente usava, os cabelos negros como carvão sempre rebeldes, as mechas escuras sempre caídas sobre o rosto bem definido com algumas escoriações e machucados a se curar.

— Oi… — cumprimentei num tom quase inaudível.

— [Nome]. — ele respondeu o cumprimento no mesmo tom sério de sempre.

— Lihito, por favor... Você deveria voltar ao cassino.

— Eu cansei de perder! Pelo menos, vindo aqui, eu ganho alguma atenção de vocês. Não é, [Nome]?

— Por que você não para de incomodar ela?

O loiro ficou surpreso ao escutar a voz do amigo. Ohma raramente fazia isso, e para quem ele dirigia a palavra?

— Qual é Tokita! Deixa de ser chato. — afastou-se da loira e pegou uma cadeira, sentando ao meu lado.

Não era bem você que eu gostaria que estivesse ao meu lado, mas ok.

— Bom, já que a senhorita Akiyama não me dá nenhum pingo de atenção, eu pelo menos posso me sentar aqui, né [Nome]?

— Ah, aham... Claro.

— Humpf.

Pode ter sido uma impressão só minha, mas escutei Ohma suspirar ao notar que agora eu me encontro acompanhada.

— E então, [Nome]... O que acha de dar uma volta comigo para conhecer o navio?

— Tá um calor danado, eu prefiro curtir o sol daqui.

Eu genuinamente queria ficar ali, deitadinha e curtindo o meu drink.

— Ah vamos! Vai ser legal, eu prometo que você vai gostar. — ele sorriu e colocou o braço sobre os meus ombros.

— Lihito, eu não- olha, eu só quero apreciar a piscina, talvez outra hora. — dei um sorriso simpático, na esperança que ele me entendesse.

— Ninguém quer me fazer companhia, já entendi. — Lihito encostou a cabeça sobre o meu ombro.

— Sai. De. Perto.

Ohma se aproximou de nós e pegou o lutador pelo ombro, o tirando abruptamente de cima de mim.

— Qual que é a tua, Tokita?! — Lihito pareceu ligeiramente irritado.

— Preciso repetir? Sai de perto da [Nome].

— Eu nem fiz nada!

— Você tá incomodando, só sai de perto.

— Ohma, t-tá tudo bem, deixa pra lá. — eu tentei acalmá-lo.

Coloquei a minha bebida sobre a mesinha ali do lado.

— Você não entende nada, não é? — o tom colérico fez com que o meu coração disparasse. — Deixa. A. [Nome]. Em. Paz. — pegou Lihito pelo colarinho da camiseta.

— Já entendi, seu idiota. Se tá tão puto por eu querer dar uma volta com a sua namoradinha-

— Já chega Lihito, precisamos conversar. — Kaede interviu segurando no braço do loiro.

— ... — o moreno continuava a encará-lo mortalmente.

Como na primeira vez em que lutaram.

— Vamos. — novamente a loira o tirou dos próprios pensamentos.

— Isso não vai ficar assim, Tokita! Depois a gente conversa melhor... — fez um sinal de "soco" com os punhos e sorriu.

E eu? Fiquei ali parada esperando que o pior acontecesse, mas ainda bem, Kaede interviu e agora estamos só nós.

Mas espera aí? Eu ouvi direito? “Namoradinha”?

— Tsk, que saco. — o moreno interrompeu os meus pensamentos e saiu andando.

— Ohma, espera!

— …  — ele não disse nada, mas parou quando pedi.

— Desculpa pelo Lihito, eu deveria ter sido mais-

— Não peça desculpas, não é sua culpa. É só que… — Tokita virou-se para me encarar, porém não tinha aquela mesma expressão de sempre.

Ele estava… Nervoso? Tenso?

— Eu não quero que ele chegue perto de você de novo, isso me dá muita raiva.

Os punhos por debaixo do bolso da calça se apertaram e tornaram-se evidentes. A cena anterior me deixou tão embasbacada que eu nem tive como continuar aquela conversa.

Tokita percebeu que nada mais sairia da minha boca e saiu do deck da piscina em passos lentos até desaparecer da minha visão.

[...]

Os eventos que sucederam a nossa discussão no deck, não tiveram muita importância. Logo, as partidas Kengan começaram e todos os competidores estavam concentrados em destruir os seus oponentes, e isso incluía Ohma e Lihito. Quase nem falei com os dois na semana.

Na verdade, eu fiquei um pouco aliviada em não ter de dar as caras para encontrar o loiro, não sei bem como reagir depois daquela cena chata, se bem que… É, não deve acontecer mais, depois das fofas ameaças do Ohma.

Eu, Kaede, Kazuo — e vez ou outra o Ohma — assistimos todas as partidas, analisando todos os competidores e chegamos a conclusão: todos aqueles homens eram monstros dotados de uma força imensurável, e ninguém poderia descansar até o término do torneio.

Quando a quarta luta começou, quando Ohma e Inaba se enfrentaram, eu pensei que a vitória estivesse garantida. Doce ilusão a minha. Apesar de pequeno, o Inaba é muito habilidoso e me deixou deveras preocupada. É um choque ver um homem tão forte como Ohma ser jogado pra lá e pra cá como um boneco no meio da arena.

Mas a onda do baixinho logo acabou quando o moreno usou um Empréstimo e o estraçalhou, fazendo-o se arrepender de todos os golpes desferidos.

— O Ohma não aprende, ele não pode ficar usando essas… Essas coisas! — o velho exclamou assim que a luta acabou.

— Se ele continuar assim, não vai chegar até a última partida.

— Oh, vocês dois! Parem de exagero.

Por mais que me doa admitir, eles estão certos.

— Não é exagero [Nome].

— … Eu preciso falar com ele.

— Ele deve estar na enfermaria, tratando os machucados. — Kaede sugeriu.

— Se precisarem de mim, estarei lá. — levantei da minha cadeira e comecei a caminhar até a enfermaria.

— [Nome]. — Kazuo me chamou.

— Hm?

— Por favor, tome conta dele.

O sorriso sincero e preocupado do velho me trouxe uma sensação de calma e eu retribuí o sorriso.

— Pode deixar.

Caminhando dentro dos corredores do estádio, demorei alguns minutos para finalmente chegar até a enfermaria.

E como uma coincidência do destino, Lihito estava saindo de lá naquele instante.

— Oh, [Nome]. — nós paramos um de frente para o outro.

— Lihito… Veio ver o Ohma?

— Vim ver como ele estava depois da luta com aquele tampinha.

— E está tudo bem? — não sei bem como desenvolver uma conversa com ele depois da discussão…

— Não se preocupe, nada que um pratão de filé não resolva. — o sorriso sincero do lutador seguido de um “positivo” confortaram o meu coração.

— Isso não é nada complicado.

— [Nome], você veio aqui para vê-lo?

— Sim, eu… Não consigo ficar parada quando o vejo machucado. — decidi ser sincera, mesmo que isso me deixasse envergonhada e como um pimentão.

— O Tokita tá lá dentro, te esperando. Mas antes de você entrar, eu preciso pedir desculpas.

— Desculpas? Ah.

— Eu… Não devia ter sido tão impertinente no deck da piscina, desculpe por isso.

— Fica tranquilo, eu te desculpo. Estamos bem, né?

— Com certeza. Eu gosto muito de você [Nome], e não quero pôr tudo a perder por uma briga besta.

— Tudo bem, vamos esquecer esse assunto.

— Vai lá cuidar dele.

Com um sorriso, nós nos despedimos e meu coração ficou mais leve. O Lihito é um cara bacana, e a nossa amizade não podia se deixar abater por uma coisa besta — e um ciúmes cuja causa ainda não descobri —.

Entrei na enfermaria, todas as macas estavam ocupadas com lutadores ou pessoas ordinárias, os médicos andavam de um lado para o outro com as enfermeiras, atendendo os feridos e prestando serviços aos casos mais graves. Não demorei a encontrar o moreno, que estava de pé, escorado sobre a parede com os olhos fechados e com os braços cruzados.

Ao me aproximar, pude reparar nos hematomas nos seus braços, pernas, por todo o seu corpo… No seu rosto. Meu coração se apertou de novo, por mais que ele fosse um homem forte e cheio de marra, ainda era um ser humano que sofria como qualquer outro.

Pensei que ele nem notaria a minha presença, mas estava redondamente enganada.

— O que você tá fazendo aqui?

— Eu vim ver você, Ohma.

— Hm. — ele continuava com os olhos fechados.

— Vem, deixa eu fazer um-

— Não preciso que cuidem de mim, eu tô bem.

— Não quero saber, você tá com o corpo inteiro machucado, eu não posso te deixar aí, simplesmente existindo. — eu me aproximei um pouco mais e o peguei pelo braço.

— [Nome], eu já-

— Deixa de ser teimoso, Tokita. — elevei um pouco a voz e só assim ele pareceu perceber que eu não estava de brincadeira.

Os olhos escuros por debaixo das pálpebras se revelaram e me encararam, um pouco emburrados, mas pouco me importei.

— Vamos, ninguém pode cuidar de você agora, todas as enfermeiras estão ocupadas.

— Posso esperar… — mais uma vez, relutante.

— Não me faça ter que cuidar de você à força.

— Humpf, como se você conseguisse me obrigar a fazer alguma coisa. Já esqueceu quem é o mais forte aqui?

Lá vem ele com as provocações…

— Você pode ser o mais forte na arena, mas aqui na enfermaria, tem de me obedecer se quiser participar da próxima partida.

— Vou te lembrar quem está em posição de mandar alguma coisa.

Ohma foi rápido. Ele inverteu os nossos papéis, puxando-me pelo braço e me pressionando sobre a parede em que estava escorado. O movimento foi tão rápido que só percebi essa diferença quando as minhas costas bateram contra a parede do lugar.

Ao abrir os olhos, o rosto do moreno estava tão próximo do meu, um sorriso de canto se formou, além da sua respiração quente batendo contra o meu rosto. Não é possível que um homem tenha tanto poder sobre mim mesmo depois de ter sido espancado em uma briga.

— E agora? Vai mesmo me enfrentar?

— Isso não é uma briga, Ohma… Eu só quero cuidar de você, porque eu me importo. — engoli seco, estou mesmo me confessando? Numa hora dessas?!

— Talvez você devesse guardar essa sua preocupação para outra pessoa. — seu sorriso desapareceu e deu lugar a uma expressão carrancuda.

— “Outra pessoa”? Do que- não, não pode ser isso.

— Hm?

— Por acaso está com ciúmes do Lihito?

Toquei na ferida, pois o seu corpo ficou tenso, e apesar disso,  nada saiu da sua boca.

— É isso? Você está com ciúmes dele?!

— Eu não tenho ciúmes de ninguém.

— Pois é o que está parecendo.

— Não quero discutir isso com você, eu não tenho ciúmes nenhum de você. — ele fez questão de enfatizar o “você”.

— Tá, já entendi. — eu me dei por vencida, mas depois quero arrancar isso dele. — Posso só cuidar de você então? Como uma pessoa que se importa muito contigo?

— … — suspirou. — Pode.

— Eu prometo que não vai doer, depois de tanta pancada, eu serei cuidadosa.

Ohma não respondeu, afastou-se de mim e permitiu que eu o sentasse em uma das cadeiras livres. Eu vasculhei aquela enfermaria cuidadosamente em busca de algum álcool, alguns algodões e bandagens para pelo menos tratar aqueles machucados abertos, não quero que o campeão da Corporação Yamashita pegue alguma infecção.

— Aqui, voltei. — eu me sentei ao seu lado. — Fique quietinho e não se mexa, isso pode arder um pouco…

— Só faz o que precisa ser feito.

Até os mais durões não conseguem disfarçar a careta de dor quando um pingo de álcool cai sobre uma ferida aberta, mas isso não é fraqueza.

À medida que eu passava o algodão encharcado com álcool sobre as feridas abertas sobre o seu abdômen, tive de segurar o sorriso por estar tão perto dele assim… Eu deveria me sentir culpada por esse sentimento? Eu certamente estou me aproveitando dessa situação delicada para ficar mais próxima do moreno.

Em contrapartida, o que conforta e me deixa fazer com que eu trabalhe direito como enfermeira, é que estou cuidando dele,  é por uma boa causa, e eu sei que o Ohma não liga que eu fique por perto.

Mas ainda bem que aquela sessão de vergonha passou, terminei de tratar as suas feridas, chegou a hora de dar uma olhada no rosto…

— Eu preciso que você olhe pra mim… Acho melhor eu pegar uma bolsa de gelo. — levantei-me da cadeira.

Lá vou eu em busca de uma bolsa de gelo para acalmar aquela pele irritada.

— Não.

Abruptamente, sinto uma mão sobre o meu pulso e sou obrigada a olhar para o lado. Ohma me segura firmemente e me olha profundamente com aqueles olhos escuros.

— Ohma, eu-

— Fica. Não preciso da bolsa agora, depois eu resolvo isso com o Kazuo Yamashita.

Fica.

— Promete pra mim então?

— Sim, agora termina o que você começou. — ele deu um leve puxão no meu braço para que eu voltasse a me sentar perto dele.

— Sim senhor. — dei um sorriso involuntário.

Perceber que ele me queria por perto aqueceu o meu coração. Para um cara tão durão e frio, isso com certeza derreteria os mais gélidos dos ice bergs.

— Vou ser mais delicada, não se preocupe. — eu me acomodei de frente para ele e molhei o algodão com um pouco de álcool.

— Você já é.

Decidi ignorar aquele comentário, não sei se estou pronta para iniciar uma conversa tão íntima assim com ele.

Só que não pude deixar de notar o rubor nas suas bochechas, talvez seja por conta da reação ardente do álcool contra a sua pele, talvez seja porque eu esteja olhando fixamente para o seu rosto, concentrada em cuidar das feridas.

— Você viu o Lihito?

— Hm? — eu estava tão concentrada em passar o algodão sobre a sua sobrancelha que não escutei direito.

— O Lihito, você viu ele?

— Sim… A gente se esbarrou na porta da enfermaria. Ele me disse pra cuidar bem de você.

— E o que mais?

Por que essa curiosidade?

— Ele se desculpou comigo, disse que não deveria ter insistido. Confesso que fiquei aliviada, eu não gostaria de ficar brigada com ele por uma coisa besta.

— Humpf, é bom mesmo. Não quero que ele chegue tão perto de você.

Parei de passar o tecido macio sobre a sua pele e o encarei.

— Ohma, pra quê isso?

— Como assim?

— Isso é… Ciúmes?

— Não, eu… Ele quer ficar muito perto de você e eu não quero isso.

— Mas ele é o meu amigo. — falei como se óbvio fosse.

— Sei muito bem quais as intenções dele.

O moreno segura o meu pulso delicadamente e o abaixa, colocando sobre o meu colo.

— Ohma, você é estranho. — dei risada. — Não consegue me dizer com clareza o por quê de estar se sentindo assim?

— … — ele não desvia o olhar nem por um segundo sequer. — Você é muito lenta.

Sem que eu pudesse dar continuidade à nossa discussão, a sua mão que segurava o meu pulso me puxou de maneira brusca, fazendo o meu corpo pender para frente, deixando o meu rosto ainda mais perto do dele…

— O-Ohma, o que foi?! — o rubor se espalhou pela minha cara inteira e eu pressionei os lábios, um contra o outro.

— Eu sei que sou péssimo para me expressar, acho que nesse caso, eu preciso te mostrar.

O estreito espaço entre os nossos rostos desapareceu  quando sua boca encostou na minha, dando início a um beijo. A mão forte e calejada passeou sobre o meu braço e foi ao encontro do meu rosto pegando fogo. Apesar da surpresa, não sou besta nem nada, tratei de aproveitar aqueles segundos em que ficamos conectados.

Para buscar algum apoio, coloquei uma das mãos sobre o seu ombro nu e suspirei, não era possível que aquilo estivesse acontecendo, certo? Errado, era real e eu percebi quando Ohma quis aprofundar o beijo, mas não permiti — não de imediato —, pois estávamos dentro de uma enfermaria com diversos feridos ali dentro, o momento pede mais decência.

Eu fui obrigada a nos separar, afastando o seu rosto do meu, segurando e apertando seu ombro forte. Não consegui encará-lo por alguns segundos, então encarei o belo chão daquela enfermaria e o analisei para ver se os faxineiros sabem mesmo varrer um chão.

Cacete, o que estou pensando?!

— É por isso que eu não quero que o Lihito chegue perto de você. Não quero que ele te tenha para ele.

— “Para ele”? Pelo amor de Deus, não sou uma propriedade!

— Você entendeu. — bufou. — Não quero ter que lembrá-lo do quanto eu te quero.

— Agora você decidiu falar, é? — soltei uma risada nervosa. — E ainda decide ser bem direto.

— Eu não tenho o porquê ficar com indiretas, quando é você.

— Estava até agora há pouco quando sentiu ciúmes do Lihito.

— Escuta, para de falar nesse cara, só um pouco.

Tokita me puxou pelo queixo, aproximando os nossos rostos novamente. Deu um sorriso de canto e eu senti mais uma vez a sua respiração quente bater contra o meu nariz.

— Se você não parar de falar nele, eu vou ser obrigado a te calar de outra maneira.

— O-Ohma, a-aqui não. — engoli seco.

— Isso por acaso é uma confissão?

— Talvez… — mordi o lábio inferior. — Mas aqui não é lugar para isso. Estamos na enfermaria! — sussurrei ao ver uma enfermeira passar do nosso lado.

— Você é Ohma Tokita? — a voz suave da moça ecoou nos meus ouvidos e eu imediatamente nos separei.

— É ele, sim. — recuperei a minha postura.

— Vamos, precisamos te examinar.

Eu me levantei e o ajudei a fazer o mesmo.

— Essa conversa está longe de acabar, [Nome]. — sussurrou ao pé do meu ouvido antes de sumir para dentro da enfermaria.

[...]

Essa conversa está longe de acabar, [Nome].

Aquelas palavras reverberam dentro da minha cabeça por muito tempo depois da nossa última conversa. Eu me segurei e não contei a ninguém sobre o que aconteceu na enfermaria, para preservar ambas as nossas intimidades. Por mais que eu conheça Kaede e sei que posso confiar nela, prefiro eu mesma pensar sobre o que aconteceu e tentar decifrar os meus próprios sentimentos.

O primeiro dia das partidas Kengan chegou ao fim e todos retornaram aos seus devidos dormitórios, e com a Corporação Yamashita não foi diferente. Após a janta, os competidores restantes e seus devidos chefes se dividiram entre descansar e explorar o lugar.

Não encontrei mais com Ohma depois da nossa conversa na enfermaria, e jantei no meu quarto, presumindo que ele já tivesse se recolhido junto ao velho. Kaede precisou sair para resolver algumas cagadas do Lihito no cassino — no fim das contas, ela realmente se importa com o loiro —.

Quando o relógio bateu dez horas, decidi que estava na hora de tomar um banho e me recolher. O chuveiro do dormitório era surpreendentemente aconchegante e quentinho, o que me fez querer ficar horas ali, mas a conta sairia cara depois, e não quero prejudicar o Kazuo.

Não quero ter que lembrá-lo do quanto eu te quero.

Merda, não posso nem fechar os olhos e apreciar o meu banho em paz que a figura daquele ser me vem à minha mente.

Eu vou ser obrigado a te calar de outra maneira.

O que exatamente ele quer dizer com essas palavras? Ohma é um homem de poucas palavras e uma péssima maneira de se expressar, e eu sou uma pessoa que precisa de respostas rápidas

— “Indiretas”, até parece Ohma Tokita. — dei uma risada baixa ao desligar o chuveiro.

Saí do banho e me enrolei na toalha, o cabelo encharcado caía sobre a minha face ruborizada ao me olhar no espelho. Os últimos pingos daquele chuveiro me fizeram indagar e… Era inevitável não sentir a falta dele, ainda mais estando sozinha no próprio dormitório e depois de uma troca intensa de olhares.

— Preciso me recompor, preciso reagir.

Balancei a cabeça e saí do banheiro, pegando o primeiro pijama que estava à vista sobre a mala, nem me dei ao trabalho de colocar roupas íntimas para dormir.

Afinal, quem é a doida que dorme de sutiã? Tá pedindo pra sofrer.

Olhei no relógio, dez e trinta e oito da noite. O ponteiro fazia o típico barulho de tic tac, deixando os pensamentos menos inóspitos dentro da minha cabeça. Liguei a televisão e os melhores momentos das partidas de hoje estavam passando, e eu até prestei atenção por alguns longos minutos, até o moreno aparecer na tela, fazendo seu contra-ataque. A imagem do Tokita me prende tanto a atenção, é inevitável não sorrir e pensar no quão escura era a minha vida antes de conhecê-lo por meio do Kazuo.

Não quero soar emocionada, nem precoce, mas só a presença dele me deixa distraída da realidade, como uma válvula de escape, e o que me deixa tranquila — pelo menos agora — é que tenho a chance de descobrir que ele sente o mesmo, não que esteja evidente, acontece que ninguém faz o que ele fez hoje mais cedo de graça, para machucar.

Pelo menos, esse não é o seu tipo de pessoa.

— O quê?

Uma batida na porta me despertou dos pensamentos e eu pisquei algumas vezes.

— Voltamos após os comerciais com mais momentos marcantes das partidas Kengan! Não percam! — o anúncio do apresentador me ajudou a despertar do transe e eu saltei da cama.

— Quem é? Kaede? — chamei ajeitando o pijama e caminhando até a porta.

— [Nome], sou eu.

A voz grossa e gélida denunciou a figura que estava atrás da porta, Ohma Tokita.

Minha mão pousou sobre a maçaneta e eu suspirei de maneira profunda antes de responder, abrindo a porta ao mesmo tempo.

— Ohma, o que foi?

Ao abrir a porta, deparei-me com a sua figura vestida com a sua típica camiseta preta e branca, vestindo uma calça de moletom cinza. O rosto coberto com algumas bandagens e esparadrapos, o cabelo levemente bagunçado e o olhar predominantemente desinteressado podiam diferenciá-lo de qualquer um.

— Cadê a Kaede Akiyama?

— Ela saiu… Foi resolver uns assuntos com o Lihito no cassino, de novo. Aconteceu alguma coisa com o Kazuo?!

Só o que me faltava aquele velho ter saído pro bar e bebido até não se aguentar.

— Não tem nada a ver com ele, eu vim ver você.

— Eu? — escorei-me sobre o batente da porta.

— Já se esqueceu? — o desinteresse sumiu da sua face, dando lugar a um sorriso e olhos fechados.

— Não achei que viesse tão tarde da noite.

— Você não apareceu para jantar com os outros, não tive outra chance.

— E agora parece ser a hora certa? Quase onze horas da noite?

— Quando se trata de você, não consigo esperar muito. — cruzou os braços. — Nós vamos conversar ou eu vou ficar plantado aqui?

— Ah, e-entra então.

Dei espaço para que ele passasse e antes de trancar a porta, certifiquei-me de que não havia ninguém nos corredores. Por sorte, aparentemente, estávamos seguros.

Ao me virar para dar continuidade à nossa conversa, o moreno deitou sobre a cama onde Kaede dormia. Confusa, arqueei uma sobrancelha e me sentei sobre a minha cama.

— Por que  vai ficar aí?

— Vai por mim, é melhor assim. — com os braços apoiando a cabeça e encarando o teto, a naturalidade na sua voz me causou ainda mais estranheza.

Não é como se tivéssemos trocado um beijo caloroso há poucas horas atrás.

— Qual a diferença?

— Nenhuma.

— Então senta aqui, do meu lado?

— Você me quer tão perto assim? — riu baixinho e rouco.

— Sem joguinhos Tokita, vamos conversar direito. Não é para isso que você veio?

— Eu vim para afirmar uma coisa, e deixar claro de uma vez por todas o que sinto.

— Já sei! Você pensa que eu sou muito mais forte e quer me desafiar pra cair na porrada.

— Quê?! — ele me encarou com uma expressão engraçada. — Você é bem idiota às vezes, quando quer.

— Só para descontrair, não é como se fôssemos estranhos.

— Eu… Eu quero ficar mais próximo de você. Quero te ter por perto. — começou.

— Nós já somos próximos Ohma, precisa se esforçar mais em transmitir o que sente. — vou tentar ajudá-lo… Para um homem frio igual ele, deve ser complicado mesmo.

Vamos ter um pouco de paciência e empatia, certo?

— Eu quero mais, ou melhor… Eu preciso de você por perto. — o moreno sentou-se sobre a cama e apoiou as mãos no edredom.

— Se eu disser que preciso de você por perto, mais perto, você vem? — bati a mão mais uma vez sobre a cama.

— … Sim.

Ele se levantou e caminhou lentamente até mim, mas eu não o encarei até que ele se sentasse ao meu lado. Só então tive a coragem de me ajeitar e virar de frente para ele.

— Agora sim, bem melhor. — dei-lhe um sorriso.

— Não sei explicar o que aconteceu, ou quando aconteceu, mas eu preciso que fique perto de mim.

— Calma, não precisa jogar esse peso de uma vez.

Era difícil de acreditar, mas o nervosismo começara a aparecer e emanar daquele homem, preciso tomar cuidado e acalmá-lo.

— Eu me sinto estranho quando tô perto de você, a vida inteira eu sempre busquei ser o mais forte, ter adrenalina correndo no meu corpo, mas ninguém me preparou pra isso… Quer dizer, consegui um conselho de alguém.

Já posso até imaginar:  Kazuo Yamashita.

— A questão é, eu te quero por perto.

Ohma pegou a minha mão e a colocou sobre o peito coberto pelo tecido fino da camiseta.

— Posso falar?

— Uhum.

— Eu quero estar perto de você também… Sabe, você é forte, sempre parece saber o próximo golpe durante uma luta, então… Na verdade, deixa eu mostrar como eu me sinto?

O moreno assentiu e eu tomei a liberdade de fechar o pequeno espaço entre nós rapidamente.

Minha mão que estava sobre o seu peito subiu até o seu rosto, passei os dedos sobre os machucados recém-feitos e apreciou o meu toque. Eu o beijei novamente, dessa vez aproveitando a oportunidade de estarmos sozinhos naquele quarto, de maneira mais intensa, permitindo que os nossos desejos fossem externados.

Quebrando o beijo, Ohma tomou as rédeas da situação e me pegou no colo, fazendo com que eu me sentasse sobre as suas pernas, e para um maior conforto da minha parte, entrelacei as pernas ao redor da sua cintura. Demos continuação ao beijo — que pareceu ainda mais intenso — enquanto eu brincava com algumas mechas bagunçadas do seu cabelo escuro.

— Tem certeza de que vai ficar sozinha? — perguntou ao nos separar, a cabeça encostada no meu pescoço.

— Quando se trata daquele lá, aposto que fica até amanhã.

Uma risada rouca escapou e logo suas mãos voltaram ao trabalho, percorrendo toda a extensão das minhas costas.

— Então vamos fazer o mesmo… Ficar até amanhã, sem descansar.

Na manhã seguinte.

Às vezes nós fazemos as coisas sem pensar, e eu confesso ser uma pessoa que pratica muito isso, mas hoje não. Hoje foi diferente. Eu tenho certeza de que não me arrependo de nada que aconteceu na noite passada.

Kaede realmente não voltou por estar resolvendo os problemas do Lihito, então Ohma ficou até o raiar do sol junto comigo. No fim, acho que nós dois somos meio ruins para nos expressar, nesse sentido, restando a melhor forma ser demonstrada fisicamente.

Os raios de sol ultrapassaram as cortinas do quarto e incomodaram os meus olhos, fazendo com que eu fosse obrigada a abri-los e me remexer na cama. Tateei o colchão na esperança de esbarrar com alguma coisa, mas não apalpei nada, não havia ninguém ali. Com esse susto, abri os olhos definitivamente e encarei o vazio ao meu lado.

Um aperto no peito veio, olhei ao redor, em todos os cantos do quarto, e nenhum sinal do Ohma.

— Merda… Ele já foi embora? — engoli seco e me cobri com o lençol. — Ele não-

De repente, escutei a tranca do banheiro, presumi que fosse apenas um estalo.

Mas não.

A porta se abriu em seguida, revelando o moreno com uma baita cara de sono, os cabelos severamente bagunçados e apenas uma toalha cobrindo da cintura para baixo…

— Ohma! — exclamei.

— Ah, finalmente está acordada.  — fechou a porta do banheiro.

— Eu pensei que já tivesse saído… — não pude deixar de não esconder o quão desapontada eu ficaria se ele realmente tivesse saído do quarto sem ao menos ter me dito “bom dia”.

— Desculpe, eu… — coçou a nuca, parecendo envergonhado. — Eu não quis te acordar, você estava dormindo tão bem.

— Pode me acordar quando for assim. — sorri.

— A água já tá quente, se quiser tomar um banho… — virou de costas. — Eu preciso voltar, encontrar o Kazuo Yamashita.

— Não pode ficar mais um pouquinho? — pedi com o tom mais meigo possível.

— E você quer que eu fique? Pra quê?

— T-toma um banho comigo…

— …

O olhar surpreso do moreno não me espantou. Por mais valente que fosse dentro da arena ou comprando briga na esquina, Ohma fica tímido quando alguém lhe propõe algo tão íntimo.

— E-eu acho que não. — o moreno começou a caçar as roupas do chão e a vesti-las ali mesmo.

— Aahh, vamos! Vai ser tão relaxante!

— O-outra hora [Nome].

— Humpf, chato.

Ele pareceu não ligar para o meu comentário e terminou de se arrumar antes de sair.

— Eu disse que vamos, mas em outra hora. Vocês mulheres são ansiosas demais. — deu risada. — Por acaso tem medo que eu fuja de você?

Ao se aproximar — uma distância razoável —, ele segurou o meu queixo com o polegar e o ergueu levemente, encarando profundamente os meus olhos.

— Não é isso… — engoli seco.

— Então o que é? Deixe de ser tão ansiosa e espere pela próxima vez.

O espaço entre nós se esvaiu com um beijo, e por mais que nós dois quiséssemos, não poderíamos aprofundar.

— Eu te encontro antes da partida? — perguntei ao me separar, acariciando seu rosto.

— Sim.

— Então, até daqui a pouco.

— Vou estar te esperando, pra que você torça por mim. — sorriu.

— Sempre faço isso, Ohma.

— É bom mesmo, pois se eu descobrir que não… Você sofrerá punições da próxima vez.

Tão provocante, até mesmo na hora de se despedir.

Mal posso esperar para a próxima vez.

[rotdistressxox]

Could you do some bath/shower headcanons or scenarios of the kengan boys with their s/o. (Could you please include wakatsuki and agito pls🙏)

OOOOH I've been waiting for this one

Kengan Men: Bathing with their S/O

Content: Fluff, Intimacy

Ohma Tokita

• This man REEKS Escpecially after training. You have to force him to take a shower, there is no other way.

• He's never gotten used to showering, as he used to just bathe in lakes, rivers, and watering holes.

• Prefers cooler showers because of that. Doesn't mind if it's warm, but If it's too hot then he just takes matters into his own hands and turns it down again.

• He can bathe just fine on his own, but he usually drags you in with him just because he can.

• Just seeing his body with water dripping down his sculpted body is MMMMMMM scrumptious. You never miss out on a chance like this.

• Prefers to face you while showering. You usually do your own separate things instead of being all over eachother like washing his hair and back. But sometimes you have to remind him to do things like wash his under his armpits and put conditioner in his hair.

• And he just likes to look at you (oogle at your body nonchalantly). He can get a little handsy at times, but that's because he's curiously admiring you

Lihito / Ichiro Nakata

• He begs you to take a shower with him, or you seduce him into take a shower with you.

• Likes showers on the warmer side. He does work in cold storage, so it makes sense.

• Most of the time it ends it heavy petting and a make out sesh. Or going a little further. It's one of his favorite places to do it anyways....

• "Wash my back for me?" "Is that even a question?"

• Is good at getting the knots out of your hair with his strong fingers. He just really likes how your hair looks and feels when you put conditioner in it.

• Sometimes he just hugs you and holds you in his arms while swaying gently from side to side. You could just fall asleep because of his body AND the water temperature.

• His hair is extremely fluffy when it dries off. He looks like a pomeranian and it's adorable.

Raian Kure

• Prefers to shower alone. That's just how he is. Until you're in the shower alone and he just barges in or sneaks up on you.

• Likes to use the excuse that he's just saving water by showering with you. Like BOY- your dad is paying the bill.

• His showers are HOT, be warned if you ever want to join him in one. Unless you also take hot showers, you're his soulmate then.

• He takes showers when he's angry or upset at something just to let off steam. Sometimes he just drags you in and then [REDACTED]

• Buys you your own shampoo / conditoner / hair oils / etc in his bathroom for you just incase. Until you guys live together that is

• It's the best to cuddle with him right after he showers cause he smells like coconuts and aloe. You can't get your nose off of him and he appreciates the attention very much

• He doesn't take baths, but if he walks in on you taking one the clothes are coming off and he's diving in.

Gaolang Wongsawat

• Another Alone shower-er. He considers showering together to be intimate and romantic. It has to come naturally, he has to be in the mood, otherwise no dice.

• Has the best hair washes, to keep his long hair silky and clean. You don't need to ask twice to use them, what's his is yours.

• Cold showers. But will turn up the temp when you're in there with him.

• Can take care of himself and also take care of you while showering with him. Your back pressed into his chest. Him slowly and sensually scrubbing your skin with a cloth as he kisses your neck.

• Likes to massage your scalp with shampoo, seeing you sigh in bliss as his fingers gently rub and knead your hair.

• Neither of you have to say a word, just look at eachother passionately and feel the water on your skin. My god this man with wet hair is such a turn on.

• Date Night baths. Reserved only for date nights. No other times will he take a bath.

Saw Paing Yoroizuka

• Is also used to bathing in watering holes / lakes as he did in Burma and his village. So you have to teach him shower etiquette. He prefers baths to showers anyways.

• He's always excited for bath time, and will always ask you to join him for one. Makes a pouty face if you say no.

• Warm baths all the way. Cause he's always all fired up anyways.

• Usually talks your ear off, but in a quieter tone of voice instead of his usual yelling. He usually sits on one side while you sit on the other.

• If he's feeling extra cuddly he'll pull you into his back. Maybe give you a back rub as you tend to your hair.

• Onces he's in, he never wants to leave. Same with showers, so you have to figure how to coerce him to come back out.

• Maybe some sweet talking will do the trick, he's like a puppy when it comes to that stuff.

Kanoh Agito

• It is very rare that you'll ever shower with him. Ever. He is very strict when it comes to his whole shower routine. But when that rare chance comes, it comes.

• If you ever shower with him, that means he's feeling extra vulnerable...and I guess you could say passionate.

• When showering with him, he likes to show his companionship to you by washing your body, shampooing and conditioning your hair. Hell he'll even shave your legs, the man is skilled with a razor.

• Showers, then soaks in the tub for maybe 15 minutes. He likes both pretty hot, not as scalding as Raians though.

• Sometimes gets the hot and cold faucets mixed up. The look on his face when cold water rains down on him is *chefs kiss*

• Don't expect anything else to happen though. Shower time is for showering, and bath time is for bathing

• You come out feeling sleepy and relaxed. Like you just had a day at the spa. You fall asleep as soon as you hit the bed, which Agito finds to be fascinating yet attractive.

Wakatsuki Takeshi

• Will either ask you straight up if you want to shower with him. OR make sure you get the hint that he wants you to join him by walking past you in only a towel.

• Nothing makes him more happy than his s/o, naked, and willing to spend time with him even in the shower.

• Shower temp depends on his mood, but let's you decide anyways.

• Takes every ounce of his will not to put his hands all over you. He absolutely adores your body and wants to worship every inch of it.

• Can't take baths in a normal tub because of his muscle mass / density. As soon as he sits down in one the water rises and the floor is flooded.

• Let's you shave his face for him once you're done with everything else. Sits you on his lap and let's you gently scrape away the stubble. Will not let you shave his goatee though. Attacks you with kisses afterwards.

• Draws messages on the steamy mirror for you. Sometimes they're sweet, sometimes they're dirty.

BONUS

[bokutosbiceps]

KENGAN ASHURA: any characters you’d like with a s/o who has a business and is a business person who’s part of the Kengan tournaments but they have another fighter.

ohma, raian, gaolang, agito (separately) x CEO!s/o

warnings: cursing, death threats, violence

a/n: i didn’t do any kengan omega characters since it clearly says kengan ashura even though i love my boi koga 🥺anyways, i hope you enjoy !! oh, also, i used gn pronouns for the reader (when necessary) since it seemed like that’s what you wanted in your request :3

tokita ohma would be incredibly jealous. like extremely jealous. he doesn’t understand why you’d ask someone else to be your company’s fighter when you’re literally dating him. he is always around whenever you’re strategizing with your fighter + he’ll make little quips like “i’d knock em out faster” or “i could beat the shit outta you so easily”. whenever you’re not around, he’ll make death threats toward your fighter to try to get them to back out so he could take his rightful place as your fighter. you have to set some very serious + clear boundaries w ohma so he can chill out. you’d have to explain that the main reason you don’t want him as your fighter is because you don’t wanna subject him to injury just for your benefit, even though he’s told you many times that he’d gladly go to battle, and die, for you. i could see him becoming fast friends w your fighter if they’re competent + laid back. he’s still jealous that you didn’t choose him, though. he has kind of pure intentions…but we all know the bastard just wants to fucking fight + even better, fight for you.

kure raian is going to be so fucking petty about it. he immediately starts bitching + whining to you. when that doesn’t work, he will seriously try to scare the shit out of the fighter you chose. i honestly don’t see him stopping at killing your fighter. if that happens, you realize you pretty much have to let raian be your fighter or else. if he decides against killing your fighter, he’ll make their life a living hell. and yours. he is around you + your fighter ever waking moment you spend together. first, he makes sure nothing fishy is going on. two, he makes sure that your fighter knows that they’re dead w a single wrong move or loss. your fighter might end up running away out of fear for their own life. raian will probably end up becoming your fighter one way or another. it’s completely unavoidable.

gaolang wongsawat likes that you’re strong willed + doesn’t really mind that you didn’t choose him to be your fighter. you guys keep your relationship + goalang’s job v separate, so he truly has no problem with this. he will, however, do a little bit of training w your fighter for both his + your benefit. it’s nice to have someone to spar w him since they’re always around but he also wants to make sure that they’re a competent fighter. he trains them super well + he helps your fighter bring you massive success. he wouldn’t hold back while fighting in a real match, though. sorry, but he’s going to put your fighter in the ground + not even feel bad about it. in the back of his mind, that’s kinda what you deserve for not choosing him to be your fighter. you know he’s more than capable. but again, he likes that about you. you make your decisions for yourself + he’s ready to stand behind whatever decision you make.

kanoh agito is surprisingly okay with it. he trusts your judgment + while he knows he’s stronger than 99.9% of the world, he lets you make your own decisions. plus, he knows he’s legally obligated to fight for metsudo so he wouldn’t be able to fight for you. that doesn’t mean he won’t help tho. he’ll even offer to spar with your fighter to make sure they’re actually strong enough to bring in success for you. you appreciate his help + he does everything he can (inside of his contract w metsudo) to make sure that you will be successful w this fighter. he’s also v aware of the fact that you may have a fighter who’s not him for official kengan matches, but your true protector will always be him. he wouldn’t entrust that job to anyone else as long as he’s alive. not ever.

[yourpookiewookiennookiebear]

I expect all yall Baki and kengan fanfic writes to make a gangbang scenario with Baki and ohma or ima write a whole essay dissing yall 😘

[maochira]

Synopsis: For some reason, your brother thinks you and Ohma are dating. And you decide to take this chance to mess with him.

Tags: gn!Raian's older sibling!reader, reader is about Ohma's age, overprotective lil bro!Raian, mentions/descriptions of jealous Karura, lots of chaos, based on this ask I sent to @yellowelectroslime and the reblogs, @aneenasevla asked for this to be a fic and I am here to serve

Your younger brother has been behaving a little odd lately. Sure, he's always been weirdly overprotective over you while insisting on having a harsh rivalry with you at the same time, but his actions in recent times are... new.

The moment you are in a 10-meter radius of Ohma, Raian becomes tense. It always seems like half of his attention is on you and the other half is on Ohma.

No matter how much you think about it, you're never quite able to figure out a reason that makes sense. Your brother's aggressive and often irrational personality doesn't make it much easier. It's nothing you could address directly either because Raian is never honest about his feelings when it comes to something that concerns you. He'd rather find excuses or act as if you didn't say anything at all.

He has never even admitted how overprotective he is over you, no matter how many of the Kure Clan members have teased him about it and pointed it out.

You promised your brother to accompany him on a mission today. But you were so busy training with Ohma, you lost track of time and Raian ended up going without you. It's not like he needs your help anyway. It just would have been nice to spend time together as siblings - like you used to when you were younger.

You find yourself feeling guilty and knocking at your brother's door to apologize.

"You're just a tiny bit too late, you know?" Raian hisses while he opens the door. Even before he saw who knocked, he knew it could only be you. Who else would come to his room voluntarily?

"I'm sorry", you immediately apologize. "I forgot-"

"Yeah yeah I get it you were too busy making out with your boyfriend." Raian rolls his eyes while leaning against the doorframe. "I got the job done so don't worry about that."

The mention of "boyfriend" made your eyes widen a bit. This is the moment you realize why Raian has been acting so odd lately: He thinks you and Ohma are a couple.

Your reaction seems to prove Raian's suspicion - although he couldn't be more wrong. A condescending grin forms on his lips as he begins to speak again. "You really think I didn't notice what's going on between you and Ohma?"

It takes a lot of effort for you to hold back your own grin. "Oh? What do you think is going on between Ohma and me?"

A short huff escapes Raian. "It's so obvious that you're dating. Why didn't you simply tell me about it?" His expression begins to darken. "Don't you trust me?"

"Raian, come on-"

He quickly interrupts you. "Whatever. I figured it out on my own anyway."

Without giving you the chance to respond Raian shuts the door. You stand there for a few more seconds, wondering what to do now.

Every other person would clear up the misunderstanding. But not you. To you, this is the perfect opportunity to mess with your brother.

The next day when you meet up with Ohma to train, you immediately tell him what happened and that he should pretend to be your boyfriend. While Ohma doesn't completely understand why you want him to do that, he sees this as a chance to hopefully get Karura to understand he's not her boyfriend or future husband.

For the next two weeks, you and Ohma have your fun fake-dating and laughing about Raian's reactions in secret. It's hilarious to see your brother getting angry over something that's not even real.

Karura on the other side is extremely jealous of you. She's passive-aggressive whenever she talks to you and sees you as a rival now. Unfortunately for Ohma, she keeps accusing him of cheating on her and tells you to stay away from him. Occasionally you get death threats from her and just to be extra careful you don't accept any food from her - who knows if she poisoned it?

"Maybe it's time to drop our lie." Ohma suggests as you finish today's training. "I don't want Karura to end up hurting you." While he says it with a slight chuckle, you also know he's serious.

"Eh, I'm way stronger than her so that's not an issue. I know she'd never attack me anyway." You respond with a shrug, although you still agree with Ohma's suggestion. "But yes, we should tell them. I think if we keep this up any longer the other clan members are going to think we're a couple as well."

Ohma nods in agreement and leans his back against the wall. "Alright. It was your idea, so you have to be the one to tell Raian the truth."

Simply imagining a scenario like that causes you to groan in frustration. Ohma is right, it was your idea. And also, Raian is your brother. If Ohma told him the truth things would end up a lot worse than you intended when you started messing with Raian.

After leaving the training grounds you spot Raian on your way home, so you decide right now is the best moment to tell him. As long as you're outside, he hopefully won't yell too loud.

"Yo, lil bro!" You call out and walk into your brother's direction.

"Don't call me that." He hisses and crosses his arms in front of his chest.

He's always hated being called your little brother. To him, it sounds as if you were above him. Raian prefers the term "younger brother" because it only points out the age difference. And besides, he's taller than you, because for some reason the youngest siblings are always the tallest.

"Do you have a moment to talk? There's something important I wanna tell you."

Raian raises an eyebrow, slightly intrigued but not wanting to show it too much. "Shoot."

"Ohma and I aren't dating." You reply rather bluntly.

For a few moments, Raian only stares back at you. He's confused and goes through all the things that would prove you and Ohma being a couple.

Since your brother doesn't say anything in response, you decide to continue.

"When you first told me you knew Ohma was my boyfriend, I was confused but thought it'd be fun for us to pretend to mess with you."

The grin on your face is quickly wiped away when Raian suddenly grabs your collar and steps closer to tower over you. "You son of a bitch! Why would you do that?!"

Being called "son of a bitch" by your brother sure is ironic, but right now isn't the moment to point that out. Instead, you begin to smirk again because there's no way you're letting your little brother have the upper hand right now. It was you who messed with him in the first place, and it should be you who gets the last word in this.

"It was funny. Seeing how my little brother gets all overprotective just because he thought I had a boyfriend. And you always pretend to not care that much about me."

"Shut up!" Raian yells right into your face before letting you go. "I am NOT overprotective! I was just... whatever, that's unimportant by now anyways! Thank god you're not actually dating him."

There's so much more you could respond, but Raian sees Ohma walking by and immediately calls his name, then challenges him to a fight.

You being you, you immediately say you'll join as well.

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[hopelesslyinlovewithanime]

Ohma tokita x reader berserk au part 1 (remake)

His eyes snapped open he was confused where was he? What is this place?and who's touching me? He turned to look to his side only to be met with beautiful (e/c) eyes. The two of you stare at each other for a moment before he shot up only to be met with a sharp pain against his abdomen. He groaned in pain as he then saw your naked form get up from the bed as you slowly walk over to the pile of clothes quickly getting dressed.

"Hey wait a minute...... what's going on here!?" He slowly got up trying carefully not to irritate his injury as he then eyed you in confusion." where am i?" You slowly walk up to him after getting dressed. You both stand there for a moment before you swiftly punch him in his wound causing him to let out a gasp a groan soon following.

" YOU BASTARD SETSUNA SHOULD'VE LEFT YOU TO DIE OUT THERE!" You shouted with clenched fists as ohma looked up at you with a glare. " why you little bi-" He was cut off by another punch this time even harder causing him to fall to his knees coughing up saliva as you then walk off Annoyed with your encounter with him. Ohma cautiously got up as he then rushed out of the tent to give you a peace if his mind.

He then stopped as he heard a voice " you should be grateful to (y/n) she's been keeping you warm for 3 whole days. You were bleeding quite alot not to mention your shivering" ohma eyed the blonde as his eyes widened " SHE WHAT!?" The blonde chuckled as he then said "setsuna said it's a woman's job to keep a man warm" the blonde then gave a cartoonish look as a nervous sweat drips down his face "which she didn't take lightly" He said scratching the back of his head before returning to his friendly upbeat smile " but enough about that welcome to the hawks" the blonde soon got up as he walked passed a dark haired male giving him soft wave before leaving "so your finally awake at last.."

The dark haired male said as he walked face to face with ohma "I'm setsuna the leader here And you are?" Ohma was silent contemplating how to kill him " I'm ohma" setsuna smirked as he then pulled out the gigantic sword analyzing the strange weapon "a great weapon but a bit much for me..." He then handed the weapon to ohma as he gently took his weapon from him " would you care to take a walk with me?".

The two of them begin to walk towards a hill passing the comrades of setsuna in the process alot of them giving ohma drity looks as they walked by. "You seem to be popular around here..."ohma states as the two continue to walk.

You then walk away from attending your horse as you then noticed setsuna walking with ohma you stare in confusion as You follow them quickly hiding behind a Tree holding onto the the handle of the sword as you listened closely.

Ohma and setsuna stop on the hill as he looked up towards the clouds " I've watched you fight..you truly are fascinating." Setsuna paused for a second before turning towards ohma "I want you ohma, I want you to join us.." you gasped as you then continue to watch in disbelief.

"And if I refuse?"ohma glared as setsuna stared in shock " you'd refuse?" Ohma felt a fire inside him at that comment " OF COURSE I REFUSE, DONT TALK LIKE YOU KNOW SO MUCH!" He then pulled back groaning in pain as he then grabbed the sword from its sheeth pointing it at setsuna " don't treat me like a friend after stabbing that shit pisses me OFF!" Setsuna just stared at him as he then looked from the sword dangerously close to his chest and back at ohma eyes before smirking.

"We settle this with a duel if I win I get to cut that pretty little head of yours right off your damn body..." ohma said as then pointed the sword from his chest to his throat. Setsunas smirkthen turned into a full on smile " and what happens of I win?" Ohma scoffed " you can have anything you want my sword or my ass" setsunas smile widened as he then slowly pulled his sword from its sheeth by its handle "alright then....I quite enjoy taking things by force" after hearing this you quickly came out from behind the tree as you then pull out your own weapon from its sheeth " SUNA!"

"Don't interfere (y/n) stay back.." He warned you as you then stop all movement as you try to reason with setsuna "BUT SUNA-" setsunas eyes turned from you to ohma "I will have what I want"ohma gritted his teeth as he gripped the handle of the sword " that superior attitude of yours makes me SICK!" Ohma and setsuna exchange blows as ohma then got annoyed at setsuna blocking his attacks. He then smirks as he swipes his sword against the ground letting dirt hit setsunas eyes only for setsuna to grab ohma causing them to roll off the other side of the hill landing them into a messy pile of grass.

"SUNA! " You screamed catching everyone else's attention as you and the rest of your comrades go to check on setsuna. You watched as ohma punched setsuna repeatedly only to have his final punch caught by setsuna as he was then flipped onto his belly with his arm slowly being bent by setsuna. "Wow that hurt.... surrender now or I'm gonna have to be forced to dislocate your shoulder" ohma grunted as he then looked at setsuna as he then smirked " f-fuck you..." setsuna proceeded to keep his promise dislocating his shoulder.

You glare at him as you then hear setsuna " you belong to me..." your eyes widened as you watched setsuna talk ohma in such a proud way. You then walk away from the group trying to make sense of what just happened....setsuna has never said that.... not to anyone.....

[kengan-daddies]

Morning Pleasures Ohma Tokita

18+ MDNI

Anime - Kengan Ashura

Character - Ohma Tokita

Relationship status - Complicated

Warning - No prep, slight somnophilia

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You laid there, comfortable against Ohma's warm body, your head rested on his arm while his other arm rested on your waist, you gave a small hum in content as a small smile stretched across your face. The blanket laid bunched up at the bottom of the bed, the warmth of your bodies enough to keep you both warm.

You felt Ohma's hand slip down slowly until he slips his fingers in between your warm, soft thighs. You giggle softly at the feeling as you move your thighs apart for his hand to slip in further, his fingers grazing your clit making you squirm slightly, he leaned forward some, his hair tickling your cheek. He pulled his hand from between your thighs, as he went and pulled down your panties instead.

Ohma never have been the type for foreplay, he always just get straight to the point, and the same seems to be the same here too. His hand pulls your panties down and off your legs, you didn't have to do much, aside for just letting him adjust your body to his liking. You didn't feel like moving, sleep still clouding your mind, making your body heavy. He pulls one of your legs over his, making your legs gap. He didn't care to even pull down his own boxers, simply just pulling his harden cock through the slit of his boxers.

He gave himself a few lazy pumps before he guides the head the tip towards your entrance, he slowly eases in. He sighs while you hiss in pain. You weren't exactly wet, but you also weren't dry either. He wasn't too quick, and you were grateful for that too, he usually just plunges in and just take what he wants like an animal, but today he was more... humanized.

He pushes in slowly, until he was bottom out. He groaned as he tightens his hold on your waist, the muscles in his arms twitches slightly under your head. Your pussy twitching to the stretch as you slowly got used to his familiar size, it didn't take long before he pulls out slowly, you whine as he did, pressing your face into his arm as your hand fisted into the sheets.

He plants one of his feet on the bed as he thrusts back in slightly faster, your teeth found his skin as you bit down, your cunt fluttering as slick slowly began to build up, stimulated from his slow thrusts. Ohma wasn't the most emotional guy, nor was he the most caring, but he was sweet, he was kind, and he loved, but it was all silent and distance. His slow thrusts, his firm but gentle hold on your hip, the way he allowed you to bite his arm, the way his hand plays in your hair. It was all little, but it was loud.

Your sweet moans gradually grew louder as your cunt built up a proper amount of slick, a frosty colored ring forming at the base of his cock, the sound of skin clapping grew louder, the bed began squeaking as his thrusts began gaining speed and strength, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix, making your eyes flutter close as they roll back. You nails replacing your teeth as they dug into his arm. He grunts as he feels your pussy began to pulsate deliciously around him, his grip on your hip tightening, his fingers digging into your skin leaving small little bruises.

Your hand crept down, your fingers rolling over your clit quickly, the edge of release that you were on poured over. Your head threw back into his shoulder as you gave a silent moan. He grunts at the feeling of your cunt spasming. He growls as his thrusts became sloppy and uneven as he tried to keep the same pace, your pussy squeezing and gushing just right around his cock. His grunting grew louder, his thrusts grew faster, his head threw back and his hips stilled as he pushed all the way into you.

You gave a small whine at the feeling of his seed spilling into you so deeply, the twitching of his cock making your toes twitch. His grip slowly loosened as he relaxed with a deep sigh as he lay on his back, you sigh as his limp cock slips out, your mixture spilling over your thigh. You both lay there in silence, huffing and covered in sweat, as the sound of light snoring took the place of labored breathing. The both of you slipping back into dreamland.