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fem reader x Baji . K

All characters in this fanfic are of consenting age.
This story is a slow burn but will contain heavy smut.
Story contains Tokyo Revengers characters and may contain small parts of the original plot

"I don't care if you're Mitsuya's twin, I'll fuck you so hard you won't remember anything but my name"

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"Mikey why are we all being dragged along to this?" Baji moaned with his arms crossed behind his head.
"Because we're meeting with someone who knows some intel on moebius and this was the designated place and time" the short blonde turned to his friend who was ambling a few steps behind.
"But surely you'd want to be inconspicuous right? Not drag us five along.."
Mitsuya grinned, "Inconspicuous, now that's a big word for you Baji, you sure you know what that means?"
Keisuke whipped his face round with fangs bared, "Ya damn right I know what it means, I won't be inconspicuous about beating you into the ground either"
A taller male with a large dragon tattoo on his scalp barged his way between the two sparring friends. "Enough. Idiots".

"Hmm. Yeah Baji's right Draken, I definitely didn't need you guys here"

They all abruptly stopped and chanted in unison "Wait, what?!"
Mikey giggled to himself, "Come on, it'll be fun! We can grab some food, watch the game. Me and Draken will sneak off when we need too"
The four trailing boys looked at eachother and shrugged, they knew there was no point arguing with him.
"We're here" the blonde clapped. An illuminated sign overhung the grounds.

Welcome to Chihaya Senior High School

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"I could think of so many better things to be doing right now" Pah groaned whilst stuffing some chips into his open mouth.
"It's half time and they've not even scored!"
The group of boys sat slobbed over the stands eating food, having a few sneaky alcoholic drinks and generally being loud and obnoxious.
The school band feverishly played their instruments trying to drum up cheers to no avail. A loud crackle of a poorly wired speaker boomed an announcement.

"It's time for our half time show folks! Give a big cheer for your national champions, the Chihaya Cheer Squad!"

The crowd thunders with applause, multiple groups of people standing up to catch a glimpse of the team.
"Oh shit. I forgot she was cheerleading tonight" Mitsuya sighed, slumping back on the plastic seating.
Pah's eyes widened, "No way! Is your hot twin here with her squad tonight Mitsuya?" Your brother frowned and nodded, "Call my sister hot again and I'll beat you to a pulp... but yeah, she's here tonight". All the boys leaned dangerously far over the edge of the barrier to try and catch a glimpse except your brother and Baji. "Tch, cheerleaders. They are the worst type of people" Keisuke muttered under his breath so as to not provoke Takashi.

"There she is, hiiiiiii y/n" Mikey yelled out over the crowd waving like a child.

You jogged out from the tunnel under the stand, the fresh breeze hitting you immediately but you wouldn't let the weather phase you.
Your long violet locks cascaded down your back with two little space buns perfectly positioned on either side of your scalp. You sported the Chihaya squad uniform that consisted of a neat white crop top with the letters CHS embroided in navy, your bottom half was covered by a standard pleated cheer skirt that colour matched the top. Navy spankies barely covered your rear exposing ample amounts of flesh.
You flashed a quick smile to your brothers friend before focusing on the event.

"Ready Team! Let's hit it!"

Your squad of twenty girls and boys got into position before the music switched on and the routine began.
You'd spent so many hours dedicated to choreographing the steps, training and perfecting each member - every performance needed to be perfection. You were Head Cheerleader and you needed that cheer scholarship to get to college, it was the only way to support your family alongside Takashi.

You were a born performer, centre stage executing extremely difficult tumbles and making the crowd roar in applause.

Mikey rested his hand on his chin deep in thought actively observing you. It didn't go unnoticed by Draken who decided not to interrupt his friend.

You braced yourself for your final manouver. Leaping up you completed a cartwheel followed by several back handsprings and finishing with one of the male team launching you into a basket toss. The audience chanted your name in awe.
"Yesss! Come on Chihaya! Let's go!"

"Mitsuya, can I ask your sis.." Kazutora started. "Absolutely not!" Takashi grabbed the collar of his friends shirt. The duel haired teen laughed and waved his hands in submission, "ok ok, I won't!"
Baji hadn't even looked at you, your team or the routine. He had no time for popular brats like you - or so he thought...

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Mikey and Draken had parted from their comrades shortly after the second half of the game started. Having most of the crowd busy watching the football allowed for them to meet with their informant in privacy.
They weaved their way in the shadows of the stands trying to find the person they were looking for when they heard a female voice.

"I've told you, I'm not interested Falco"
The two friends lean behind an ivory pillar and observe the interaction.
A large muscular male wearing a moebius uniform was dominently leaning over a female, both of his arms planted against the wall preventing her escape. A vein popped on Drakens head with concern, "Mikey that's y/n"
Mikey nodded and placed a finger over his lips showing he wanted to keep quiet.

"Does it look like I give a fuck if your interested princess? I don't just go for any old girl, if I want one, I'm having them" a blob of drool trickled down the males chin as he eagerly eyed up the prize between his arms.

"Mikey! We should do something" Draken piped up once more. Mikey turned to his friend and shook his head, "let's just wait and see". Draken turned back to the scene, his face growing increasingly concerned.

The moebius delinquent aggressively grasped your chin, holding it in place only inches away from his lips.
"Give me a kiss pretty girl"

A flash of anger seared in your violet iris'. No one was going to be taking advantage of you.
"Unfortunately for you Falco, I don't kiss pigs"

As quick as a bullet you landed an uppercut to his chin sending him stumbling back a few feet. "You fucking bitch!" He roared, blood seeping from his mouth. He steamed after you and reached out to grasp a chunk of your lushious hair.
You swiftly swooped into the splits, planting your hands on the ground. Once balanced you swung your legs round into his ankles causing him to buckle and fly backwards, slamming into the ground.

You effortlessly kick up with your palms, landing on your feet and walk over to the now cowering boy. You stand over him intimidatingly and let a sultry threat escape your pink lips.

"I hope you learned your lesson today. Don't ever fucking touch me again"

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Today was the day you'd been waiting an entire year for.
The alarm on your phone vibrated against your wooden beside table until it fell on your floor which finally woke you from your slumber. You rubbed your eyes sleepily trying to adjust to the light.
"Shit! What day is it?"

Lurching down to your messy bedroom floor your hand fumbles through piles of discarded clothes until your fingers finally grasp the glass screen, gotcha!
Your fuzzy vision adjusts to the backlight as you desperately try to decifier the date.. August 8th 2008

You lept up from under your thick blankets and scramble out of your room. "Mommm! Has the post come yet?!"
Your feet hammer down the stairs as fast as they could carry you until you made it to the front door. A pile of letters messily covered the doormat, your violet eyes scowered them.

A sea of red, bold writing engolfed the majority of the envelopes.

Increased interest fees.
Debt collection.
Final warning.

Your stomach churned reading the warnings, you really needed good news right now.
Your eyes widen as they finally hone in on the letter they'd be looking for.

FAO: Mitsuya, Y/n
University of Tokyo

You took the letter back to your room and sat with it on your bed. Your fingers trembled with anxiety about the contents, procrastinating on whether to open it, this mail was make or break.
It would change the future fortune of your family, it was finally your turn to help.

You chewed your thumb nail down to the skin nervously trying to build up the courage to tear it open. Enough is enough. You rip the corner of the envelope with your teeth and gingerly pull out the paper contents. Your lids automatically squint not wanting to look.

FAO Miss Mitsuya, Y/n

Thank you very much for your interest in the University of Tokyo. Your application for a cheerleading scholarship has been considered however the Japanese governing body has decided to pull cheerleading education funding for the foreseeable future. Due to this, we have to unfortunately decline your application at this time.

Please consider us if your circumstances change.

Yours sincerely,
Dean of UOT

Uncontrollable tears began to leak from your lids staining your crimson cheeks.
You worked so hard for this. All of those hours dedicated to your team to get this scholarship, to better your life and be able to provide for your mother and younger sisters.. it was all for nothing.

You screw the letter up, angrily throwing it into the trash before collapsing into your pillow to wollow in self pity.

All that saturated your mind was..
What the fuck do I do now

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"Absolutely fucking not"
Mitsuya growled defensively at his two friends.

After that fateful night at the football game, Mikey had eventually shared his thoughts with Draken who heartedly agreed with his idea.
They'd summoned the five founding members of Toman to the Musashi Shrine to discuss the proposed solution to their current problem.

"Heh. I don't remember Mikey asking for your permission Takashi" Draken piped up from his seated position next to the head of the group.
"Woooaahh Mitsuya you need to chill man, this would solve our problem until Hakkai is back in action" Mikey grinned at his friend holding his palms up neutrally. "I'm all for it, means we get some eye candy for training and fights" Pah drooled slightly at the sexual thoughts filling his mind. "God damn Pah, talk about my sister like that one more time" your brother lept up, fully intending to lay one on his fellow captain.

Baji had been sitting back silently with a scowl on his face, desperately trying to withold the expletives that wanted to escape his lips. "Well Baji? Seems like everyone bar Mitsuya is in agreement about Y/n becoming Mitsuya's vice captain until Hakkai is healed up"

"It's fucking bullshit"
His crisp golden iris' glare up at Mikey and Draken. "This is Toman, we're the most feared gang of deliquents in Tokyo. We'll become the laughing stock of this city with some pathetic cheerleader as one of our vice captains"

Mikey frowned at his friend, "I think your severely underestimating her abilities Baji"
"Oh am I?!" He stood up with fangs bared, long black locks gently swaying in the breeze.
"She's got an award winning athletic record, extremely agile, proven leadership skills, she's shown that she can choreograph a team for 20+ people and she'll give us an edge"

Draken smirked and nodded in agreement. "The girls tough, I've seen it first hand"
Keisuke rolled his eyes at the pair, "and what 'edge' would she be giving us?
"That no one would be prepared for a female Toman member, like you said, it's unheard of"
Mikey laid himself down using Draken's lap as a pillow, "We can use her for under cover reconnaissance and the girls a born fighter, that's for sure" he yawned sleepily. Draken scowled at the smaller blonde and moved his leg causing Mikey's head to hit the ground. "Owh" he moaned, rubbing the pain point.

"Your not going to change my mind Mikey. The girl is a hindrance and I won't be working with her, end of"

The ebony haired male snarled before getting up and walking towards the exit.
"If that's all, I'll be heading home now"

"Well that's so funny Baji because if she accepts, she'll be training with your division... SURPRISE!"

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"I'm confused Suya, why does your friend Mikey want to meet with me?"

Merely hours after recieving your devistating letter, your twin had knocked on your bedroom door wanting to urgently speak to you.
You and him had completely separate social circles but were acquainted to eachothers friends on a first name say Hi to you if you walk past kinda basis.

"Look I can't explain, I'm not allowed"
You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion looking at him shifting his weight awkwardly. "Not allowed? This isn't a Toman thing is it?"

You were well aware of Takashi's role within the Toman gang, they were notorious fighters and one of the toughest organisations in Tokyo.
Even though you knew of Mitsuya's part in the team, it was an unspoken topic amongst you both. The idea of your brother getting himself into serious danger made your stomach knot, but it brought some much needed money into the household so you couldn't argue it.

"Stop asking questions" he pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration and threw a pair of your ripped jeans in your direction. "Just get dressed and meet me downstairs in 10"

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It hadn't taken you long to get dressed, you weren't really sure what look you were supposed to be going for so you'd slung on the jeans your brother had so nicely thrown at you and matched it with a nirvana crop and plain black hoodie. Your hair wasn't as put together as you'd usually of liked considering Takashi was essentially pushing you out of the door in urgency, so you'd grabbed one of your wooly beanies and pulled it over your scalp.

You'd been walking for about 15 minutes making small talk with your twin about Luna and Mana. It made you realise how distant you'd both become, you barely knew him anymore. The only time you conversed was about the girls or how you were going to help Mom with the finances. You used to be close, best friends even.

What happened to us?

You kept yourself quiet in thought, slowly getting familiar with your surroundings. "Are we going to the Shrine?"
Your brother nodded, "yeah.. hey y/n?"
You turned to face him, it was like staring in the mirror. "No matter what Mikey says, you have a choice"
Your eyes grew concerned at your brother's words, what did he mean by that? Just as you were about to ask.

"Well, well, well look what the cat dragged in"
You pivoted to where the voice was emitting and there they were, the founding members of Toman and by the looks of it, some of their most important subordinates.

You recognised a few of them. On the far right was Pah-chin, unfortunately for him probably one of the uglier members of the gang. Besides him you recognised Ken Ryuguji, you'd had a massive crush on the tall fair haired male throughout your early years in highschool, you had to admit, he was still handsome now.
Laying next to him was a smaller blonde.. wait.. was he asleep?!
Snoring away curled up on the cold stone steps was the leader of the Tokyo Manji gang. Manjiro Sano.

"So can we get.." Mitsuya started before Draken shot him a look and nodded down at his leader. You couldn't help but laugh, "so what, do we just wait for him to wake up or something?"

"Screw this Draken, get Mikey up! Let's get this fucking thing over with so I can get outta here"

There he was, the source of all your future problems. Keisuke Baji.

He was tall and dark, not at all like most of the fair haired members of the gang. He had sharp golden eyes that pearced through anything they touched and absolutely gorgeous long silky ebony hair. He was beautiful, there was no denying it.

"Aahhhyawwnnn.. huh?"
Mikey startled awake from his slumber at the sound of Baji's barking.
"Oh hey y/n-chan! I'm so glad you could make it"

"Get to the point Mikey" Keisuke growled under his breath which didn't go unnoticed by you, what the fuck is this guy's problem.
"I'm sorry Mitsuya pulled you here on short notice, my bad. It's just.. well, we have a proposal for you"

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You didn't know what to say, how does anyone know how to respond to being invited into a gang?
"Y-you want me.. to join you? As a vice captain?" You finally managed to stammer. The small blonde nodded "Mmhm! I think you'd be a perfect fit"
You noticed your twin shaking his head, he obviously disagreed with his leader.
"There's benefits to us and you! You've got some skills that are very desirable, we could make great use of them. You also.. well you guys need the money and that's double the income for your family"

It was true, now your cheerleading scholarship had fallen through you had no future plan for helping your family out of their predicament.

"So what do you think?"

Maybe your roller coaster morning had an impact on your rationality that day but it didn't take you long to make up your mind.
A chance to help your family, the opportunity to regrow your bond with Takashi. You knew you could do it.
"I'm in!"

Mitsuya's jaw hung agape clearly shocked by your decision. "Y/n what are you playing at? This isn't messing about, this is serious. People get hurt, people die". You could see the worry etched onto his face. You held out your hand and stroked his cheek gently. "Don't worry brother, I can do this"

Mikey clapped with a broad grin plastered over his lips. "Excellent! I'm so glad! There's just one thing though.."
You turned your gaze back to Manjiro expectantly. "Show these guys what your made of, I want you to spar with one of the captains"

"Heh. Fighting a girl, as if she'd stand a chance" Baji sneered through gritted teeth. That was it, you'd had enough of his shitty side commentary.
"Come on then Keisuke Baji. Show me what you got, unless your to afraid to"

A low grumble of 'oooohs' came from the extended group due to your challenge.
"Shit, new girl got balls" the fair haired boy closest to Baji whispered.
"Shut it Chifuyu"

Keisuke stood up and gradually made his way towards you, he tugged off a tight red hair tie from his wrist and placed it in his mouth whilst scraping his hair up into a ponytail. "Don't think I'll go easy on you because your Mitsuya's twin. I'll show you why you don't mess with the First Division Captain"

You rolled your eyes and casually yawned, patting your hand over your mouth dramatically. "Yada, yada. I'm bored, anyone else bored?"
Chifuyu stifled a laugh alongside the others. Baji however was not impressed.
"I'll show you how we do it you pathetic little princess"

His pace quickened into a bolt, charging at you full speed with his fangs bared in aggression. As he closed the gap he balled his fist ready to launch a punch straight into your abdomen.
You could see the move coming from a mile away so you crouched slightly and sprung yourself up into a flip that soared high over his head.
Noticing you mid air he planted a foot into the gravel to slow his momentum and pivot. Changing sides he clenched his other fist ready to attack but you were way to fast. Landing on the ground your legs open wide into the splits which in turn causes him to lose his balance slightly.

If you could rewind time and see that startled face over and over again, you would of saved it and made it your screensaver. His eyes widened seeing that his lower half was completely open for damage, this was your opportunity.
Swinging your legs up you slammed your calf down around his leg into his groin, finally bringing him crashing to the floor.

You straddle your legs over his waist and lean towards him smirking arrogantly.
Your lips tauntingly whisper into his earlobe.

"Hmm.. show me what exactly?

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Baji couldn't comprehend what had just happened. One second he'd gained the upper hand and the next, he was on his ass straddled by a preppy cheerleader.
Externally his face was contorted with rage but internally he was minorly impressed, he'd never let you see that though.

"Y/n is that you!" A feminine voice wailed from the distance, gradually getting closer to your proximity.
Both of you tore your eyes from eachother to face the wider group.
A mixture of emotions stared back at you, ranging from laughter to pure shock. The owner of the squeal finally burst through the crowd, her blonde hair swishing as she jogged towards you.

"Emma-chan!"

You lept up off of Baji's lap and bounded over to the young teen embracing her in a warm hug. "It's been forever! How have you been?"
Mitsuya looked to Mikey and Draken in confusion as you and Emma openly caught up in the middle of a serious meeting. "Um, do they know eachother or something?"
Draken shrugged. "I assume so, Emma did used to be part of the cheerleading squad".

Who does this girl think she is.
The words plagued Keisuke's mind as he watched you acting completely blasè about the last five minutes, casually exchanging numbers with your old friend like you hadn't just pinned down the Captain of Division One.
He marched over to his friends and sat beside Mikey who had a smug smile curled on his lips. "Don't fucking say anything Mikey" he cut the blonde off.
"I'll train her, fine. But I'm doing things my way".

He continued to observe your actions through those liquid gold eyes. There was something different about you but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Cheerleader but dressed grunge and could take down a strong male quite easily - who were you?
He tsk'd at his own thoughts before trying to emerge himself into the conversation with his friends. Who cares what she's like, she's a preppy cheerleader at heart, everything you despise. Toman doesn't need that in their ranks.

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"God damn, this mascara is good"
You gently twisted the plastic wand through your lashes, coating them generously in the thick black liquid as you got ready for the evening.
It'd been a few days since you'd accepted your offer to join Toman and you hadn't heard much from anyone except for Emma. You two had been blowing up eachothers phones catching up and reminiscing about old times. It was reassuring to know you had someone besides Takashi for support.

Just as the thought entered your mind your phone buzzed against the side.

One New Message - Baji, Keisuke

Your mouth salivated slightly as your mind filled with images of him.
The guy was a total dick, you were sure on that, but he was beautiful.
You remembered how small you felt standing next to him, how broad his shoulders were as you had your hands pinned to the side of his head.
That silky ebony hair that tumbled down his back. Icy white teeth with those sharp intimidating canines.. getting a hickey from him sure would hurt.

You shook your head, disturbed at how your trail of thought ended up lusting over this complete loser.
You pick up your phone from the side, flipping it open to reveal the message.

Baji, K:
Our squad is meeting tonight for combat training, 6pm at the abandoned warehouse on Block 8 near Shinjuku station. If your going to be a typical girl and show up late, don't bother coming.
Sent at 16.44

What's this guy's problem?
You angrily tap out a reply, deleting it a few times before finally hitting the send button.

Mitsuya, Y/n:
What a surprise, Keisuke doesn't want the girl who pinned him to show up at squad training.. I wonder why (thinking emoji)
Sent at 16.50

You leaned back in your seat gloating at your response. Buzz, buzzz!

Baji, Keisuke:
Don't get cocky, there's multiple ways I can bring you to your knees. And that's Baji to you princess (wink emoji)
Sent at 16.55

Your stomach fluttered at his blatant flirting. One second he's angry and the next he's making inappropriate comments. Guys a basket case.

Only a few blocks away Baji was finalising his own uniform. He tightened the white belt around his toned waist with his phone sandwiched between his teeth. After fastening to buckle he gripped at his phone waiting for a backhanded response from you.

Mitsuya, Y/n:
Typing...
Typing...

After five minutes with no reply, Keisuke was sure he'd shut you up. He smugly closed his phone and reached for his bag. Let's show her how Tokyo Manji truly roll.

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You'd arrived at the warehouse, a group of maybe thirty men filled the vacinity. It was cold and you hadn't got a uniform yet so you'd pulled on a pair of ripped jeans, a cropped hoodie that displayed your navel and slung on another beanie.
One dangly earring jingled in the gentle breeze as it accented your left side, it was a similar resign to your brothers.

A familiar boy made his way over to you. He was sitting next to Baji at the start of the meeting only a few days ago but you couldn't recall his name.
"Mitsuya's sister right?" He gave you a friendly smile and extended his palm. "Matsuno, Chifuyu. It's great to finally meet you"

You shook his hand graciously. "You too. You were with Baji the other day right? Are you like his vice captain or something?"
Chifuyu nodded. "Mhm! Try not to take everything Baji says to heart, he can be kinda brutal at times"

"What are all you morons standing around for? Did I call you hear for a cappuccino and chat or did we come hear to practice!"
All the men immediately scatter into partners and began to spar against one another. Keisuke's gaze found you and Chifuyu, he rolled his eyes as he made his way over.

"And here she is. The one that needs more work than anyone" he sneered, dumping his backpack on the floor and unzipping it to expose an array of weapons. He knelt down, sifting through the bag not once looking up to address either of you
"Chifuyu, keep an eye on the grunts. I'm going to spend some time with this preppy princess"

"Goodluck" the blonde whispered in your ear with a small chuckle before he jogged off to belt his foot into a guys chest for backing down in his match.

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Keisuke had beckoned you into a quieter area of the grounds. You could still faintly hear the grunts and groans of injured men and occasionally Chifuyu scolding a newbie.
"Don't listen to them, pay attention to me"

In your absence, Baji had crept up behind you. His lips dangerously close to your ear, you could feel his hot breath saturating your skin. His sweet musky scent washed over you causing your heart to skip momentarily.
"Don't lose focus princess"

Baji strolled round to face you once more. He could see your cheeks had flushed slightly which made him smirk. "Nervous huh?"
His taunting words brought you out of your momentary trance. "Nervous, because of you? In your dreams" you snapped. His face still etched with a devilish grin, he threw you a metallic weapon, it was heavy. The surface had four aligned holes with spikes protruding from each seam. "Ever used one of these before?"

You shook your head whilst aqquainting yourself with it's weight. "It's a knuckle duster right?"
Baji bared his teeth. "Well I'll be damned, the cheerleader does know a thing or two" his voice mocking you.
You laced the cool steel between your fingers. Fuck this guy, let's hit him where it hurts.

You ran at him with your weaponised hand bared. "Novice" he yawned, leaning to the side and easily avoiding your assault. You span on your heels and began to throw punches, each one missing it's mark. "What's wrong? I thought you could take me down easy?"

You stopped, leaning your hands on your knees panting to catch some air.
"Come here"

Next thing you knew, your spine was delicately pressed into Keisuke's chest. He raised his arms around you, sliding his fingers down your forearms until his they clasped your wrists.
The rhythmic movement of his breathing helped regulate your own, finally catching your breath. He positioned his feet so that he was anchored to the ground and you followed suit which in turn brought your proximities even closer.
His chin hovered over your collarbone, your faces were so close that you could feel the warmth exuding from his cheek.
"Hold your arm out like this"
His large hands manouvered your wrists into position. "That's a good girl" his lips brushed your nape as he spoke. Your knees all of a sudden felt like jelly.

"You sure your not nervous princess?"
The condescending tone of voice crashed you back to reality once more. You spun round to face him which took him off guard. You both stumbled back until his back landed against a concrete wall.

Baji didn't feel taken a back, in fact, he felt turned on. He'd had multiple experience with women but all of whom were submissive, pathetic, allowed him to walk all over them. Not you though.

His amber iris' hungrily eyed up the pulsating jugular vein pumping on your neck. Your skin look so soft, he just wanted to sink his lips and teeth into it.
Tearing his gaze away from your body he looked back to you, who had now pinned him for the second time in a week.

His hand raised from his side and quickly wrapped around your neck, caressing that vein he'd been eyeing up.
His fingers squeezed around your windwipe making your eyes water.
You weren't scared, you were enjoying every second of it.
"You princess, turn me on real fucking bad"