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Dad f/os texting you .
Sending the most random, out of context things. Signing every text. Reacting only in emojis. Weird punctuation or misspelled words. Sometimes nonsensical questions you need to decipher. Simple one word “Tea?” Or “Pizza?” Questions as a way to look to comfort. And don’t forget: “I’m proud of you kid 👍” .
Pr.oship / co.mship DNI
thinking about Dabi getting off on the fact that you think he’s no good for you. you tell him you can’t get involved with people like him but that only makes him want you more. you’re naive, it’s cute, and it has him yearning to ruin you. you don’t even know what you want. you say he’s no good but still end up underneath him every other day begging for more…
omg wait wait, imagine- he’s got you on the edge of an orgasm, thrusting at a brutal pace and hitting your sweet spot in the best way. then he’s all like “say i’m no good,” and you whimper out a “y-you’re no good for me,” just for him to go “yeah that’s right. i’m no good. and that’s why you can’t stop cumming on my cock right?” 🙃
────⋆⋅☆ Chase ! Lust for Love
.ᐟCw: Suggestive, stripper!reader x street racer!otoya, overly dramatic scenes, extra long, lap dance, money
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"I pray the medication slow me down But that shit doesn't work when you're around" - lust by chase Atlantic
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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2
Its been weeks and for some reason, you’re still thinking about that mysterious man who came in, kiss you like he’s your prince charming and dipped after paying a literal mortgage.
You came to the club every day, even on days when you didn’t work, just so maybe, maybe you could see him again.
You hated how he so quickly bought you off. Unlike other men who were stingy with their money, he wasn’t. That man was… different.
Which was obviously dangerous for you, so you decided not to think too deeply about it.
You looked at your reflection in the mirror, the pads of your fingers grazing over your lips where he devoured you.
“Yn! Your time to shine, princess, get on stage,” one of the other girls said, giving you a thumbs up, you smiled at her, walking up on stage to perform for hungry men.
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“What happened to otoya?” Chigiri asked, lighting his cigarette up using a black lighter. he was leaning against the hood of his car, watching the competitors for today line up at the starting line.
“He’s going crazy over some chic” Karasu said, throwing an arm around otoya, who had his head dropped into his hands.
“It’ll be okay, i’m sure your Cinderella will find her way back to you”
“Wasn’t it the prince who found her?”
“Shut up, chigiri” karasu scoffed, rolling his eyes.
“I don’t think I’ve ever needed a woman as bad as i need her” otoya groaned, his fingers laced in his hair, tugging at the roots.
“This is so shocking, considering you never think twice about the women you’ve hooked up with.”
“We didn’t even hook up!” he cried out, throwing his head back like he’s having some sort of tantrum. Chigiri just looked away, not wanting to keep up with his dramatic ass.
Karasu laughed, patting his back.
“It’s okay, man. Don’t cry” he teased the poor guy, getting an elbow in the ribs.
“I haven’t even had time to go back to the club. This stupid shit has kept me so busy and then I had to help out bachira with some business he had with his plug” he said, dropping down, his body went thud against the car.
“Dude..” Chigiri stared, rubbing his forehead.
“Karasu, bring that sorry piece of shit, let’s go find his girl” otoya sat up in seconds, smiling like a 6 year old who just got handed a big ass lollipop.
They all went to the club but Otoya was the only one who watched the dancers intently, hoping one of them was you. Karasu and chigiri went to take shots.
It was unfortunate that he arrived at the club right after your shift finished. He tried looking around, even asking some of the other strippers, he didn’t know your name but tried his best to describe you from his hazy memory.
“No, sorry, i have no clue who you’re talking about” Some blonde apologetically smiled at him before she left as well.
This continued for well over another week until finally. Finally, when he was about to walk out of the club, giving up, he caught a glimpse of something in the corner of his eye. He knew it was you, it was the same way you caught his attention for the first time.
Otoya was frozen for a second before he watched you get on stage. The loud music thrummed against every surface of the club, the bass could be felt in the floors.
The way you danced around the pole was mesmerizing. He just stared in awe. Not tearing his eyes away even for a single second.
Your thighs were wrapped around the pole as you gracefully landed on your feet.
He watched as you left the stage.
Last time, you declined to give a lap dance. Maybe he would’ve gotten denied again. Or maybe.. Just maybe.
He shook his head, running a hand through his hair before walking out.
You on the other hand, saw him. When you were dancing around the pole, you got a glimpse of that green hair and you knew it was him.
You had been seeing him for the past few days. But every time he would show up, you’d either leave early or change your dance shift with someone else.
You wanted to see him, but at the same time, you were scared. What if he asked for a private dance again or what if he’s too pushy? He’s been coming non-stop for almost 11 days now. It’s driving you mad. Is he mad? Maybe.
And again, the next day he was back. He did tell himself it would be the last time before he moved on but when he saw you again, calm expression, the glitter on your skin and hair shimmering under the neon lights. He couldn’t hold himself back.
This time, you made eye contact with him. You stared at him while you danced, all the way until you were walking off the stage again.
A part of you was hoping he’d come back, follow you backstage, and talk to you, but to your surprise, he doesn’t. You’re confused; you came around at the front, and once agai,n he was gone. You scoffed in annoyance, rushing up to the front door. Before you could step out, you collided with someone’s chest.
You looked up and, oh wow, speak of the devil and the devil makes an appearance, or however the saying goes.
Ugh, he was such a prick. Why was he playing with you like this?
You pushed yourself back, noticing his hand was on your waist to keep you from falling. Otoya, on the other hand, looked like he just won the lottery, though he didn't need it.
“You ok-”
“What the hell is your problem?” your voice coming out a bit louder than necessary. You glared up at him and he seemed just as confused as the bouncer who was eavesdropping.
“What..?”
“What do you want?” you said, crossing your arms over your chest.
He smirked, laughing under his breath before leaning down to whisper against your ear, “i want you, but I don't think you’re gonna let me have that.”
You shake your head, and he just shrugs, “What can i say? You’ve been on my mind since that kiss. can’t forget you.”
If you truly decided to be honest with yourself, he was also on your mind, he’s been on your mind, and you couldn’t stop thinking of him. Every time you saw him, you held back because you wanted to run up to him, kiss him again, maybe even give him that dance that he wanted.
You knew he was toying with you; he was a player, and that’s all they do. But the way his eyes undressed you, not leaving a single inch of your body unseen, made you feel more naked than you already were.
You didn’t want a man like him; they were trouble and on that note, you wanted something that would last, something that was real, raw, something you wouldn’t find in this generation.
You saw a white Acura NSX behind him with green accents and a neon green underglow.
“Is that yours?” You asked, finally breaking the silence.
He nodded, turning to look in your direction.
“You like it? Wanna ride?” He grins, leaning in beside you.
You felt your face heat up, moving away from him.
“I'm still working.”
“You need money?”
“I'll end up getting fired, idiot.”
“Let's see, that your manager?” He asked. Pointing to the girl talking to the bartender. You nodded, and he was quick to walk over, sliding beside her.
You couldn't hear what he was saying, but she was laughing. he pointed in your direction, and she smiled, agreeing to something.
What? It was that easy?
He jogged back, grabbing you by your wrist and dragging you out.
“Wait, wait! I need to change, I can't leave like this” You pushed him back. He sighed, taking off his bomber jacket and putting it over your shoulders.
“There. Better? And don't worry, we won't Be getting out of the car so don't worry about below the waist.” He grinned, placing his hand on the small of your back and guiding you towards his car. He opened the door for you, letting you sit inside.
You couldn't see but you swore your face was red. Why was he like this?
He sat in the driver’s side. The engine roared to life beneath you, drowning out all the noise in the outside world.
It made you realize something: you may not be able to handle the man otoya eita was.
You were pushed back as Otoya stepped on the gas.
You fixed his jacket, slipping your arms into the holes and wrapping it around your body.
You were about to speak up when you realized you still hadn’t asked for his name.
“Your name. What is it?”
He eyed you, smirking, pushing his hair back.
“Name’s otoya eita, but you can call me yours, babe.” You scoffed at his audacity, trying to keep a straight face.
“You’re so..so-”
“Hot? I know, but i appreciate the compliment.”
“Idiot..” you heard him chuckle, dropping his hand from the wheel to your thigh. Your breath caught in your throat, staring down at the hand as he squeezed the soft flesh.
The cool wind ran through your hair as the tires screeched.
“How did you have that kind of money?”
He grinned, drumming his fingers against your thigh.
“I race”
“Oh like… f1-”
“Illegally for money”
You eyed him, going quiet. Is that what he meant when he said he couldn’t write you a check? You nodded, acting like you understood.
“You followed me”
“I did?”
“You came to club almost every day.”
“Oh so you were watching me, yeah?” you nudged his shoulder, laughing
“Get outta here, you're so full of yourself,” he laughed, his smile spread across his face, you could feel your heartbeat speed up.
“I mean, what can i say? You’ve been on my mind since you turned me down, baby”
“Uh-huh, anything else you wanna say that makes you seem more like a player than you already are?”
“Can we kiss again?”
What?
You wanted to laugh, but he looked dead serious. The car came to a halt, and you looked around to se brought you to some cliffside area. You didn’t answer; you stepped out the car, making your way forward and placing your hand on the railing.
Wow. it was beautiful, the city looked so small, neon colours and bright yellow lights scattered everywhere. Like ou stood on top of the world.
“It’s pretty.”
You whispered, gasping when otoya’s warm breath hit your nape.
“Isn’t it? It’s my little hideout.”
‘Pfft, hideout? Are you some sort of villain?”
“Nahh I'm actually a ninja in disguise.”
“Oh my god, shut up, I’m totally so turned on right now” you joked. both of you stared at each other before bursting out laughing.
“You’re the first person i brought here.”
“Liar”
“if i wanted to lie, I’d do it about something that would make you fall for me even harder.” his expression was calm, and his eyes were telling the truth.
“Why’d you bring me here?”
“Because it’s beautiful like you.”
You sighed, leaning back onto the railing. Otoya stood in front of you; he hooked a finger under your chin, making you look up at him.
“You look good in my jacket.” you pout, relaxing yourself.
“Kiss me.” You didn’t need to tell him twice; he was leaning down, capturing your lips with his, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. He tugged at your lower lip, slipping his tongue into your mouth. You moaned as his hands trailed down, groping your ass over the jacket.
“Can I have that lap dance now?”
You sighed, rolling your eyes, pushing him back until his back came in contact with the front of his car.
“Get in.” not surprising he was gonna get rejected. He kissed his teeth sitting in the driver's seat.
“I’ll drop you off, yeah?” He was a little quiet, placing his hands on the wheel when the driver’s side door opened. He flinched when you entered, climbing onto his lap, shutting the door.
“Music?” you asked, tilting your head. Otoya stared at you for a series of seconds before snapping back to reality. He turned up the music, placing his hands on your hips.
You moved your hips, feeling the way his muscles tensed beneath you. he sighs, throwing his head back. He’s never like this, he feels like he’s in high school going through puberty again.
His boner was poking into your core, you bit down on your lip, leaning in to graze your lips against him.
“Fuck..” he groaned. The music really set the scene, feeling it vibrate through your bodies.
“How much?” you pushed yourself back, looking confused
“For?”
“The dance? It was 150k for the kiss, how much for the dance and an additional 150 for the kiss you gave earlier.”
What.
There's no way in hell he could pay you that amount again, plus more. And your question was how does he just have this type of money lying around wherever he goes? is he trying to get robbed?
“I don’t know,” you said because you really didn’t know.
“Let's do 200k for the dance and 150k for the kiss, yeah?” god, how you hated guys who threw around money like it’s paper, it was so hot.
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A/n: wow he's rich rich. ik this is gonna flop cause otoya underrated asf and this chapter is rlly long but let's see. im gonna write a 2.5 which will include smut (can be read as a standalone)
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