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The last time Rika had been this hungover, she woke up in bed with the biggest mistake of her life. This time she really hoped that wasn’t the case, even if this time she wouldn’t end up pregnant by any means. She learned her lesson after the first kid, even if Kenshin was a great man now she wasn’t interested in popping out another out of wedlock.
But when orange hues forced themselves open, she tried to shift and the ache that went through her body made her almost cry out in pain. And then a steaming cup of tea was held above her head by a hand clad in leather and she stared at it like she had lost her mind, because that could only mean one thing.
She fucked up again.
“You should try and sit up and drink this, it will help ease your pain.” The familiar baritone sent shivers up her spine, wide orange hues looking at a maskless face and pink tinged her cheeks. Oh, he was… at the very least shirtless. Rika was utterly confused, remaining silent before she tried to sit up and cringed softly. She held the blanket to her chest until a hand pressed against her back and helped her sit up fully.
Rika accepted the tea gratefully, brushing her long mess of lilac hair from her face. Her usual hair bands were long gone, she wasn’t sure where they were or where she was for that matter. That was foolish, she was obviously in King’s bed, she just still didn’t believe it.
“Thank you…” She said slowly, looking up into crimson hues calmly despite the ache in her head. Rika wasn’t much shorter than King, she came up to about his shoulders in flats so she was easily able to make eye contact with him. He almost smiled at her before glancing away.
“You don’t remember anything, do you?” His voice was almost tentative, Rika shut her eyes and tried to clear her mind. Her devil fruit often caused awful migraines, treating a hangover like a headache would be the wisest course of action.
Then her eyes snapped open, cheeks turning bright red.
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Long legs wrapped around King’s hips as he plowed into her, their breathing practically in sync while he stretched her further than any man ever had in the past. Her nails dug into his back, trying to keep herself from screaming but it just felt so damn
good
Rika couldn’t keep her composure.
Head thrown back, she felt teeth against her neck but no marks were made. He held back, just enough, not to leave her neck covered in bite marks or bruises that showed how he took her. She felt strong fingers grip her thighs, they would certainly leave bruises, and force them open into a perfect split so he could bottom out in her.
“Fuck!” Rika screamed, she couldn’t help it. Her body curved into a perfect arc off the bed and pressed against his oh-so warm body. The fire on his back was gone but she was too blissed out to even notice or care, eyes sliding shut when a kiss pressed to her pulse.
“Scream, how else am I supposed to know if this feels good?” Rocking his hips Rika almost whined, glossy orange hues looking into a pair of crimson hues that looked at her with pure desire in them.
“It isn’t obvious?” She was soaking wet from him, his cock slid in without a single hitch and Rika’s body trembled at every little touch.
He smirked and Rika flushed even darker if that were possible, gasping when he squeezed her ample breast and pressed a kiss to the top.
“Fair enough.” He resumed his brutal pace without another word but Rika let out a breathless cry and listened to him hum in approval against her skin.
“That’s it.” Huge wings stretched out as he removed his hands from her thighs to brace himself on the bed, caging her in between his arms. Rika’s eyes caught sight of the movement, seeing the black feathers inches away from her fingers. King seemed to notice, he noticed everything as always, and pressed his lips to her ear.
“You can touch me, if it doesn’t bother you.” Rika’s orange hues flicked to the side to look at him, his eyes unreadable but his hips didn’t falter for a second. He wanted to drag this out, enjoy her as long as he could before morning came.
She said nothing but reached out, her hand tracing over the curve of his wing and blinked. They were soft, warm to the touch but not burning. She finally took note of the lack of fire but before a word could slip out, he tilted his hips and crashed into her sweet spot so hard Rika’s body shuddered and she screamed.
“King!”
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Seeing her suddenly start chugging the tea he scoffed, amusement in his tone as he spoke.
“I see you do now.” She lowered the cup, refusing to look at him.
“I remember some…” She said tentatively, lowering the cup until he took it from her and sat it aside. He had gone and gotten her a cup before coming back to bed, she had woken up before he could even lay back down.
“I’m sorry, this was unprofessional.” The Assassination Division Leader stated with a calm tone that she used when speaking to Kaido, or him and Queen really. She was as cold as ice, never letting anything close to her ever again.
Not after she was left with a little boy to train.
“You’re right, you were entirely drunk and I still slept with you, I suppose that makes me no better than that man?” Rika flinched visibly but looked away.
“It does not.” She stated coldly until a hand brushed against her hair and orange hues widened when she was pulled against a firm chest.
“Because you’re also in love with me.” He stated it so calmly but Rika was panicking, her fingers clutching the blanket to her like it mattered. He had seen her everything after all.
“I…”
“You told me so, when I found you.”
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King had been avoiding Queen when he found her, tucked away in Woman Trouble while it was void of a single soul. Admittedly, that was also why he was there because Black Maria had said it would be empty with her tending to Kaido that evening. It was as such every Fire Festival, this one was no different.
Yet she had mentioned that someone else was also avoiding the show and not to bother her, he didn’t say where this woman was but he took a wild guess as to who it was. He found Rika overlooking a koi pond, bottles of booze haphazardly thrown from her seat. The usual ornate stick barret that kept her flowing hair up was sitting beside her, lilac hair with highlights of grey falling her orange hues messily.
She didn’t seem to even notice him, tipping back another gourd until she threw it away.
“I do not think I’ve ever seen you drunk.” King mused as he approached the tall woman, when she heard his voice he noticed her jerk slightly and that confirmed his suspicions. She was really drunk that she could not even sense him.
“Black Maria said this place would be empty.” The sentence was curt, surprisingly she didn’t slur her words but he could hear the change in her voice. She usually spoke to everyone like she was giving a report, no life in her words.
He could practically hear the venom in her words right then.
“I also wished to avoid the party…” He sat down beside her regardless if she was okay with it or not, watching as she popped open one of many remaining bottles of sake. Come to think of it, he had never seen her during a single Fire Festival unless Kaido called for a meeting. She appeared for Queen’s stupid show with her division and then vanished until the next day came.
Did she do this every year?
“Have you ever been in love?” The venom was replaced with a bitter longing, King blinked and watched as she gazed up at the moon with something akin to wonder on her face.
“.... Beasts do not love.” She laughed, something he had honestly never heard before. It was honestly both beautiful and sad at the same time, it was not a happy laugh but she had a pretty voice when she let herself relax.
“You’re right, I’m just deluded.” King watched as she tipped the gourd back again and looked back towards the koi pond.
“How many times have you loved in your life?” He didn’t think of her as a beast. She sat the gourd down and frowned at her bare feet.
“Twice, I can’t decide if the second was as stupid as the first.” He knew who that was immediately and glanced over at her.
“Did the second get you pregnant yet?” Rika let out something akin to a growl before she lowered her head to rest against her hand.
“No, that would require him taking his clothes off. I don’t think he has a day in his life.” Orange hues peeked through her fingers and snickered at King’s face, an uncharacteristic grin pulling her pink lips up into an amused smile.
“Perhaps a Beast can love another Beast…” Rika’s musing got quiet before she looked away and opened a new gourd. She didn’t seem to notice him coming closer until she sat up to drink and was pulled into a kiss, his mask having been undone.
If a Beast could love another Beast, then maybe he stood a chance with her despite their circumstances.
He felt hands pulling him closer and King took this as his chance.
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“I-I did no such thing…” Denial, weak denial at that. King wrapped an arm around her waist and held her tight against his chest.
“You did, you practically begged me to make you mine.” The whisper in her ear sent shivers down her spine but it wasn’t out of fear, Rika didn’t fear King. She hadn’t for a long time.
Orange hues slid shut, biting down on her lower lip tightly.
He was right.
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Kissing King was like kissing fire, the longer he kissed her the hotter she became. Her hands roamed his broad body that encompassed her own, nails digging into his back when he rolled his hips against hers and slid him in deeper.
Rika moaned against his lips, the grip around her waist tightening briefly before he resumed his achingly slow pace. King could easily destroy her and she wanted that more than anything, yet he continued to slowly thrust his hips at such a gentle pace she writhed in his arms.
His tongue tangled with hers after nipping her lip and tugging, a groan escaping him as he gave her ass an appreciative squeeze.
“So impatient.” He pulled from her lips with a soft rasp, looking down at her with a strange affection she was too drunk to analyze.
“C-can’t help it… feels good…” Rika murmured, head tipping back when he went down to kiss her pulse. Her toes curled when his hips slotted against hers and it felt like a perfect fit.
“Do you want me?” King asked and Rika would have mentioned how very late in the game it was to ask that, yet as his hand grabbed her wrist and pinned it to the bed, only to slide their hands into a strangely affectionate embrace she found her brain short circuiting.
“Yes.” Rika answered, her fingers curling between his tightly.
He hummed against her neck before she felt his tongue trace over her pulse and likely felt it jump in response.
“How badly?” His free hand roamed her side before gripping her hip, sliding out slowly only to rock back into her so gently Rika moaned so softly he barely heard her.
“Tell me.” King looked down at her, knees braced on the bed with her legs thrown over them loosely. He looked down at where they were connected, licking his lips at the sight of her dripping wet pussy stretched around his massive cock until Rika whimpered and his gaze snapped up to her flushed face.
“Please King, I want to be yours.” She squeezed his hand and arm, glossy orange hues looking up at him with so much need his breath hitched.
“I love you so much I just want to be yours, please⎼”
King dove down and kissed her hard, his hips began drilling into her at a brutal pace until she screamed his name to his satisfaction.
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King laid them down, holding her close to his chest until Rika turned and hid her face in his chest. He let out a quiet hum, a sound that somehow soothed her nerves enough she finally sighed.
“This isn’t a good idea.” She stated it softly, eyes closing as his fingers ran up her spine absentmindedly.
“No, but I’m not going to let you go like that fool did.” Rika’s heart skipped a beat but she said nothing, idly wondering when she had started feeling like this. She remembered always looking at him, always standing by his side during meetings or agreeing to go on missions with him when she told Queen to kindly fuck off.
She remembered how well they fought together, how well their Devil Fruits meshed despite being Zoan and Paramecia.
She remembered one day being able to sit next to King and not hate him for being the one to force her into Kaido’s service, the feeling just dissipated and she found herself enjoying his company. Hell, even Queen wasn’t so bad anymore. She drank with Kaido almost as often as Black Maria.
At one point, they regarded each other respectfully, it just all fell into place over the years but it felt like the blink of an eye.
“King?” He let out another hum that sounded sleepier than the last, she couldn’t blame him, she was tired as well.
“Am I a Beast worth loving?” He quietly scoffed but it lacked any real malice for once.
“If you weren’t I wouldn’t be here.” That was a confession enough for her.