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linkywritesFandom: Kamen Rider Geats
Pairing: Girori/Hareruya Win
Rating: M
Summary: “Don’t think I’m letting you off so easily for earlier, Punkjack.”
Word Count: 400
Notes: I've lacked spoons for writing lately... but episode 14 Did Things to me. I got possessed, and then wrote out this. This fic goes out to the 2 or 3 others out there who'd also enjoy this, and to the 2 or 3 Girori sexualizers out there as well.
Content Note: Contains Spoilers for Episode 14. Consent is dubious because of that hacking mind control Win has going on now.
It was all a rush after Ace was eliminated. As quickly as he vanished from the DGP, Win found himself with Girori back in the desire temple. Together in that small, closed-off room to the side.
Win was slammed back against the wall, Girori looking down and pressing himself against him. Leaving no space left between either of them. His expression was the same as before he transformed into Glare— Cold.
Despite such a frigid glare, to Win everything felt as if it was on fire. The air around them in that small closed-off room heating up, fast. How hot Girori’s body was as he pressed against him didn’t help either. Win sighed as a gloved hand slid around to the back of his neck and gripped his hair.
“Don’t think I’m letting you off so easily for earlier, Punkjack.”
Girori then kissed and bit around Win’s neck. Marks were left all across, gasps and moans left his lips as he was claimed. Shivering as Girori sucked and bit at his bottom lip before roughly kissing him.
Win couldn’t help but grab Girori’s hair as he had his way with him. He didn’t seem to mind Win doing that. If anything, it made the pace intensify. When he came up for air all the stimulation made it take a moment for Win to be able to form words.
His voice and breath shook, “Yes, Game Master.”
Getting overwhelmed further as Girori’s hands slid under his shirt, continuing to roam. The sensations from all those kisses, bites, and the silk from those gloves against his body… It all made Win’s head foggy. To be able to even stand upright from it all was a struggle.
Girori looked down at Win again, placing a finger on his lips. Enjoying seeing Win quiver as he lightly traced his finger across his lips. “Right now you will simply refer to me as Master,” Beginning to loosen his belt. “Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Master.” Win continued to melt under Girori’s touch. Craving more, completely unable to resist.
“Good.” After loosening Win’s own belt with a small smirk, Girori pulled down Win’s pants. Then promptly turned him to face the wall. Win felt Girori’s body pressing against his own. His cock desperately aching for what was to come next. “Now let this be a lesson for you, for daring to think of defying me.”
Ao3 Link
End Notes:
These two definitely have disrespectful fucknasty sex and I will not be convinced otherwise.
Pairing: Girori/Hareruya Win
Rating: M
Summary: “Don’t think I’m letting you off so easily for earlier, Punkjack.”
Word Count: 400
Notes: I've lacked spoons for writing lately... but episode 14 Did Things to me. I got possessed, and then wrote out this. This fic goes out to the 2 or 3 others out there who'd also enjoy this, and to the 2 or 3 Girori sexualizers out there as well.
Content Note: Contains Spoilers for Episode 14. Consent is dubious because of that hacking mind control Win has going on now.
It was all a rush after Ace was eliminated. As quickly as he vanished from the DGP, Win found himself with Girori back in the desire temple. Together in that small, closed-off room to the side.
Win was slammed back against the wall, Girori looking down and pressing himself against him. Leaving no space left between either of them. His expression was the same as before he transformed into Glare— Cold.
Despite such a frigid glare, to Win everything felt as if it was on fire. The air around them in that small closed-off room heating up, fast. How hot Girori’s body was as he pressed against him didn’t help either. Win sighed as a gloved hand slid around to the back of his neck and gripped his hair.
“Don’t think I’m letting you off so easily for earlier, Punkjack.”
Girori then kissed and bit around Win’s neck. Marks were left all across, gasps and moans left his lips as he was claimed. Shivering as Girori sucked and bit at his bottom lip before roughly kissing him.
Win couldn’t help but grab Girori’s hair as he had his way with him. He didn’t seem to mind Win doing that. If anything, it made the pace intensify. When he came up for air all the stimulation made it take a moment for Win to be able to form words.
His voice and breath shook, “Yes, Game Master.”
Getting overwhelmed further as Girori’s hands slid under his shirt, continuing to roam. The sensations from all those kisses, bites, and the silk from those gloves against his body… It all made Win’s head foggy. To be able to even stand upright from it all was a struggle.
Girori looked down at Win again, placing a finger on his lips. Enjoying seeing Win quiver as he lightly traced his finger across his lips. “Right now you will simply refer to me as Master,” Beginning to loosen his belt. “Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Master.” Win continued to melt under Girori’s touch. Craving more, completely unable to resist.
“Good.” After loosening Win’s own belt with a small smirk, Girori pulled down Win’s pants. Then promptly turned him to face the wall. Win felt Girori’s body pressing against his own. His cock desperately aching for what was to come next. “Now let this be a lesson for you, for daring to think of defying me.”
Ao3 Link
End Notes:
These two definitely have disrespectful fucknasty sex and I will not be convinced otherwise.
