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Originally posted by yes-i-love-dreaming
Ah, the thrill of a steamy encounter in the world of fanfiction. Today, we delve into a passionate night between Benimaru Shinmon and a female reader. Set in the fire force universe, this NSFW adventure is sure to leave you craving for more. So buckle up, because this “vacation” is about to get hot and heavy.
A Stubborn Encounter
“Ugh, you here again?” Benimaru’s dismissive words echoed through the room as he brushed past the reader and his friend, with the twins trailing behind. It seemed that he was in no mood for conversation.
But the reader was undeterred. “I’m sorry, he’s… stubborn,” Konro apologized on his behalf.
With a playful smile, the reader replied, “Oh, don’t worry, Konro-san. I can assure you I’m even more stubborn. Do you know a nice place where I can stay the night? I won’t bother him now, I don’t want to ruin your dinner.”
Thankfully, Konro offered them a solution: “We have extra rooms. You can stay here if you like.”
Grateful for the kindness, the reader expressed their thanks and ventured out to explore the city. They strolled along the streets, purchasing some candies, before finding themselves sitting by the river under the enchanting glow of the moonlight.
Unexpected Encounters
As they savored the tranquility of the night, footsteps approached from behind. A familiar presence settled beside them, and their arms brushed against each other.
“Why are you still here? Didn’t I make myself clear?” Benimaru questioned, his voice tinged with unease.
Gently, the reader explained, “I’m not here for official business.”
In the dimly lit surroundings, they couldn’t see each other’s faces, but such familiarity was unnecessary.
“I might apply for a new company,” the reader whispered.
Benimaru anticipated their intentions, retorting, “We don’t take people outside Asakusa.”
“You don’t,” the reader boldly countered.
“I’m not in charge.”
“I’ll ask Konro-san then.”
An exasperated click of the tongue and a deep sigh escaped Benimaru. “Why—?”
“I like Asakusa. I’d like to be away from the Holy Sol Temple for a while,” the reader revealed, longing for a reprieve.
“Take some vacations,” Benimaru suggested matter-of-factly, as if it were the most obvious solution.
Amused, the reader burst into laughter. Oh, how they marveled at this powerful man’s occasional obliviousness.
“I’m not making myself clear, I see. I’m here for you,” they confessed with a touch of vulnerability.
Sighing, Benimaru couldn’t deny the truth behind their words.
“I don’t have time for this,” he responded, his walls still intact.
The reader fell silent, mirroring his reservations. After all, Benimaru Shinmon appeared resolute in his dedication to his job and responsibilities, uninterested in romance or relationships.
“Try not to wake up anyone when you come back to the headquarters,” he cautioned before walking away.
Watching his shadow fade into the night, the reader reassured themselves. It was merely an infatuation, not a consuming love. They could handle it, accepting whatever fate had in store.
A Passionate Exchange
Unable to sleep, the reader rose from their bed and left a note for Benimaru. Curiosity consumed them, prompting a daring decision. Quietly, they opened his door and stepped inside, clutching the note in hand.
But before they could take another breath, a flash of fire illuminated the room, and suddenly, they found themselves pinned against the wall, Benimaru’s hand clamped firmly around their throat.
“Easy there, destruction king,” the reader managed to say, their voice steady despite the situation. “It’s just me.”
“I could’ve killed you. What the fuck—?” Benimaru’s voice wavered with a mix of concern and frustration.
“I just wanted to leave a note before going my way,” the reader interrupted, attempting to quell the tension. “I didn’t think you would be so territorial.”
“Do you know how many people have tried something against me? Sneaking in here and shit?”
“Pretty sure after a few tries, they learned their lesson,” the reader quipped, their attempt at humor easing the tension.
Reluctantly, Benimaru released his grip on the reader and listened to their explanation. Their presence had stirred something within him, something he couldn’t quite comprehend.
Unspoken Desires
“You’re leaving?” he inquired, not wanting to let them slip away.
“I had a nice stay here today, but I have to go,” the reader admitted, their voice tinged with a hint of regret.
“What are you even wearing? In the middle of the night, are you gonna walk out like this? Without a uniform?” Benimaru asked, concern lacing his words.
“A dress. Civilian clothes, Beni. I’m on vacation, remember? You should try it sometime,” the reader suggested playfully, the pressure on their neck easing.
A flicker of a blush danced across Benimaru’s face in the darkness. “You’d look good without—”
Without allowing them to finish, Benimaru’s lips claimed theirs in a searing kiss. They wrapped their leg around his waist, drawing him closer. In that moment, there was no room for rejection or hesitation. They surrendered to the desire that surged within them, the connection between them intensifying with every touch.
Passion ignited, their bodies entwined, exploring each other’s most intimate desires. Pleasure consumed them, erasing any lingering doubts or reservations.
A Night to Remember
In the midst of their heated encounter, time lost all meaning. Words gave way to moans, and touch became their only language. Together, they navigated the realms of pleasure, unearthing hidden desires.
Benimaru’s dominance and the reader’s willingness melded into a harmonious symphony of pleasure and release. They indulged in the raw intensity, finding solace in each other’s arms.
As the night faded into dawn, the reader awoke to find Benimaru absent from the room. They dressed and prepared to leave when a familiar voice halted their steps.
“Konro-san, good morning!” they greeted nervously.
“Good morning. Did you enjoy your stay?” he replied, his tone suggesting that he knew more than he let on.
With a playful attempt at humor, the reader jested, “I did, thank you. Your map was really helpful. I have to go now, sadly. My vacation will be over soon.”
Konro’s smile held a touch of warmth. “Come to see us whenever you like. I’m sure Waka will be pleased.”
Grateful for the invitation, the reader bid their farewell and ventured into the world beyond, carrying memories of their unforgettable vacation night.
