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I am so wet. Like WET. Oh my goodness I actually feel so dirty rn I LIKE IT.

I AM FEELING SO MUCH RN UGH😋😛🤣

May I request NSFW Benkei or Angry, them losing their virginity to you and you losing yours to them? If not it's totally ok!

Doing Benkei because he's my baby daddyyyyyy

Wipe Me Down: Keizo Arashi x Fem!Reader

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tw: NSFW

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Your claim to fame is being the only woman who's known Benkei the longest (besides his mother, of course). You knew him even before he was Redcliff and just some small-time hustler in the area that was affiliated with Ragnarok.

And it isn't much, but it's enough to garner respect from those who do know your status in Benkei's life as his one and only woman. He's not one to fuck around, and he expects the same from you. Even though the conditions around your first meeting are still a little muddled, you like to think about it from time to time, musing on how lucky you got to meet the man of your dreams.

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6 Years Earlier

"Do you even know what's in that?"

Your friend is shouting in your ear over the music, but you pretend not to hear her as you sway your hips back and forth, relishing in the feeling of being free.

You're free from school, final exams, thoughts of graduation... everything. And the house party you're at is themed as such, with "free" being the word of the evening. Everyone is dressed scantily, and you're no exception with your tight jeans and crop top hovering above your midriff. Your right hand is holding a red solo cup filled with alcohol, and the other is snapping to the hip-hop drifting through the air.

Yoru eyes are closed, but they drift open from time to time, catching the eyes of strangers watching you dance with the others on the floor. Some eyes are scrutinizing your display, others are observing it with mild curiosity. But the eyes you find locked onto your figure every time you look their way are full of unbridled and unabashed lust. They belong to another stranger, and you invite him over with your body, eyes drifting from his braided hair to his muscled chest.

"Okay," your friend begins, interrupting your staring. "I'm sensing a major hottie at six o'clock."

Your eyes scan the room, then notice a blonde-haired fellow with an earring dangling from his ear, inching toward you and your friend's position on the dance floor.

"Do we go or stay put?" you ask, trying to avoid his gaze.

"Stay put," your friend answer softly. "He looks like a chaser, too."

Your eyes glance from the man trying to weave his way through the crowd and the other man sitting with his legs splayed on the couch, trying to determine your best cause of action. If you stay put, you might have to wing-woman. If you move away, you might lose sight of the other guy in the corner and maybe miss your shot.

You or your friend?

"You girls look like you're having a lot of fun..." The blonde man is right next to your friend, his purple eyes glowing in the neon lowlights. "Mind if I join?"

"Hey, little sis," you hear behind you, and you turn to face the man with the braids in his hair approaching both of you with his hands in his pockets. "You ready to go?"

You open your mouth to reply, but the bigger one looks at your friend, blinking. Oh. Uh-oh.

"Um..." your friend stammers a response, then settles for: "I actually want to stay for a while longer. You can go if you want." The man with the braids nods then looks down at you.

"You know where the drinks are?"

You cast a glance back at your friend, who's pointing away with her index finger at her side. Then she mouths "go" as the blonde pulls her close, his lips pressing against her neck.

You turn back to the tall man, then smile.

"Uh, yeah. Right this way."

You both know where the drinks are, the man is just trying to get you away from the situation that is your friend and the guy that literally appeared like a ghost a moment before.

"You're a damn good friend," he mutters, tipping his cup up and finishing his tequila. "That guy's not really my vibe. I would've definitely cockblocked."

"He seems fine," you offer, sitting next to him on the stairs with your drink. "I mean, what twenty-something guy doesn't seem a little weird?"

"So I seem weird to you?" The question throws you off, and you look over at the man, gulping.

"No, I just meant..." His eyes focus on yours, and his brows furrow. "I meant..."

The man laughs, putting his arm around you and pulling you close. "I'm messing with you. You're cute when you're flustered." Your cheeks warm up as you look away, feeling the man's fingers caress your bare skin. "What's your name?" he whispers in your ear, and you shiver even though it's not cold.

"Y/n. Yours?"

"Keizo."

You don't really get past names once you're making out on the steps, your hands sliding down his chest and resting on his stomach. His fingers cup your chin, bringing it up a little so he can run his tongue over your bottom lip before stopping, then kissing down your jaw and to your neck.

"Hah..." Your breath escapes you in gasps, and Keizo chuckles, sucking at your skin while his hands slide down to your shoulders. His mouth latches onto your skin briefly before letting go, no doubt bringing the blood to the surface.

"God, it's loud," the giant mutters, looking over your shoulder. "Mind going somewhere quieter?"

"I don't mind."

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You didn't realize somewhere quieter meant the bedroom upstairs. Keizo is beneath you, hands tangled in your hair while you kiss and your breaths become more labored with the burden of the tension. Hands hold your hips as he grinds his erection into you from below, swiping his tongue wherever it can go. Yous silently thank fortune that you came without a bra and that your nipples are pebbled enough to feel through the thin crop top you call clothing.

"What brought you here to the party?" you gasp between kisses. "Never seen you around here before."

"Friends wanted to rent the house out for the evening," he explains. "Thought I would do them a favor."

This favor is paying off, you think. It's only a matter of time before you're half-naked and Keizo is stripping himself out of his clothes, panting softly while you exchange feverish kisses. When he's down to his boxers, you can fully see the array of tattoos coursing around his chest and arms. They're like a piece of art splayed all over his body, and you want to drink every detail in when you awaken the next morning.

"Pretty girl..." he murmurs in your ear. "I want to feel you around me." You pause.

This would be your first time.

And yes, you're attracted to Keizo - and consenting - but the thought is daunting.

"I..." Keizo notices your hesitation and swallows hard, his fingers smoothing up and down your bare arms.

"Tell me. I can always put my clothes back on," he chuckles, showing his dimples. "No pressure."

"I'm still a virgin," you blurt, biting your bottom lip. Keizo tilts your chin up, searching your eyes briefly before replying:

"I am, too." You frown.

"But you're---"

"Just because I'm in Ragnarok doesn't mean I'm a womanizer," he interrupts. "I've had my eye on you since you walked in here. And I have to admit, I'm not disappointed by what I see." You smile shyly, then rest on his chest.

"Love at first sight? For a gang member?"

"Maybe lust at first sight," he corrects you. "But I do want to know more about you now." You lean forward to kiss him, and he tucks a few strands of hair behind your ear, using one hand to pull you on top of him again and sink your hips down on his clothed erection. "I want you to touch it, princess."

Your fingers slip past his waistband and find the cock there with ease, rubbing along the shaft slowly while you take in the size. It's hefty, but not too much to scare you away, and Keizo helps you with guidance, like licking and sucking to his liking, but then he flips you onto your back and tosses your legs up. Keizo parts them and instantly attacks your core, tongue flicking while he moans gently.

You jerk at first but then relax into his power and skill. Giving over your control to a man you've barely known for a day is enough to make you wonder if you've been missing this - this affection, this passion, this... deviancy.

"Keizo," you moan, running your hands over his braided head. His eyes flick up to yours and you swear you feel him smile then dig deeper into your core with his tongue. Your toes curl as he gives you the sensations you've so desperately wanted to feel since you walked into this dark bedroom. Your grind your hips against his face, and Keizo grunts, gripping your legs with his hands as if to encourage you.

You love it. The hulking man brings you closer and closer to a climax, his tongue searching your spots for the one that'll be just right...

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." you gasp, legs trembling as you let loose. "I'm--"

Keizo reaches a hand down to his cock, pumping it as you cum and shake. All because of him; this is his doing.

After a few kitten licks at your core, he raises up, still stroking his rock hard cock. He produces a condom from somewhere, tearing the wrapper and sheathing himself with it.

"Want to try it, babe?" he wonders, tucking his bottom lip into his mouth. "You don't have to, but--"

"Yes," you pant, spreading your legs with your hands. "Yes, I do."

At first, he doesn't go in at all. He tries to enter you while you're on your back, but instead, you find yourself on your side, leg slung over his hip while he teases your folds with his tip. And even though this moment should be a semi-serious one, you're both giggling like schoolchildren.

"You're plenty wet," Keizo murmurs, running his left hand over your hair. "Just really tight."

"Sorry," you mumble instinctively.

"Not a bad thing," he quickly replies. "Just something to notice."

In that next breath, you feel him slip past your entrance, his cockhead breeching your walls with slight force. Even with the condom on, you can feel the veins, the brief stretching, the way his dick jumps a little when you inhale.

"Oh," you gasp, fingers gripping his bicep tight. "Oh my gosh." Keizo's breath hitches as he pumps into you slowly, working himself past your tightness and into even more pleasure.

"Holy fucking shit," the man hisses once he's halfway inside of you. "S-stop moving, baby. Can't take it." Your walls stop fluttering around his cock, and he lets go of his breath, shuddering as he moves inside of you once more. "Let me just..." Keizo pauses, sweat dotting his forehead. "I'm trying so hard not to cum."

"It's okay," you whisper back, eyes half closed. "Take your time."

Half an hour later, your chest is pressed into the bed, and Keizo is rocking himself slowly in and out of you at the same pace he started at. His cock is fully inside of you, stroking your walls and filling you up with as much cock as you can take.

"Mmmm." Your hands grip the sheets and the man behind you leans over your body, kissing your cheek.

"Tell me how it feels."

"Feels good," you moan, bucking your hips back. "Just like that..."

"Careful," he breathes, which sounds more like a whine than anything else. "I'm close..." You reach your hand down to rub at your clit, but it seems this is exactly what Keizo needs to tip him over the edge. "Oh fuck," he whines, hands sliding form your hips to your breatss as he raises up, your body flush against his as he cums. You have to admit, Keizo is a loud cummer. And the force of his orgasm startles you, almost to the point of bringing about your second climax.

When he's done with you, he lays you on the bed, slipping himself from between your legs and placing a tender kiss on your cheek.

"How was that for your first time?" Keizo wonders softly.

"Amazing," you reply, looking up at him and grinning. "You?"

"Felt like heaven." You fall asleep to the sounds of thumping music and drunken laughter, while you're held in arms that are soft enough to soothe your racing heart.