[Fic] Revise. Revisit
Title : Made for you
Pairing : Ohno/Girl!Nino
Rating : R
Summary : Crossfire AU. She is the flame that ignites the fire within him; his girl, his angel, his everything.
She squints at him in answer, as if she wants to tell him something else, but the way her pretty, pretty eyes darkens as they stare at each other reminds him of how she looked earlier when he caught her off-guard, when she’d allowed him to touch her and have his way with her in the privacy of her own home.
He feels the way her pulse accelerates under his hand, and he knows that if he doesn’t move away now, he’ll take advantage of her again.
So, he does. And he swears the sound Ninomiya-san makes is enough to make him forget himself, take her in his arms and kiss her, but he knows he doesn’t.
“Shhh, please don’t look at me like that, Ninomiya-san,” he whispers, smoothing a finger across her heated cheek. Her pupils are blown wide with want and something else, breathing harshly into the space between their faces as if she can’t help it.
“I’m trying my best here, okay?” he says, watching his finger drift to the corner of her beautiful lips. “And you’re not exactly making it easier, I swear,”
She drops her gaze at that and smiles, and he’s certain his heart drops to the ground at the sight too. God, she’s so beautiful, so goddamn beautiful it hurts.
“I’m not even doing anything,” she says, chuckling as she spoke the words softly, raising her head and looking him straight in the eyes. “Yet,”
He chuckles, can’t not, as he takes his hand away. He needs to do so in order to keep his urges in check, even though their closeness is torture enough as it is. He can smell her perfume even from a distance, his mouth waters at the thought of being able to chase that scent off her skin with his mouth.
“You don’t even have to,” he answers, and steps back just to be safe. “I think we have already established the fact that everything about you is a turn on for me, and I’m not even going to try and deny it.”
Her answering laughter makes his inside twist with need, but he does his best to swallow it down. He promised to take it slow despite the difficulty, and he will. He will.
“I get it, Ohno-san,” she says after a moment, as he stares longingly at her mouth. “Seriously, I do. This is you trying to take it slow, I get it, and I swear it’s… nice. A little surprising, yes, and maybe confusing, but still nice. I honestly didn’t expect you’d be so -“
“Patient?” he asks.
“Yes,” she answers right away, teasing him with a smile so beautiful he aches just looking at her. “Especially after what happened earlier,” she follows, dropping her gaze down again obviously so he won’t have to see how this exchange is embarrassing her in its entirety. He also notices the way her cheeks turn red immediately afterward, and his heart, god, his heart is seriously not ready for this.
“I can be patient if I want to be, that’s for sure,” he says, and watches her closely as he offers his hand to her, hoping she’ll take it. “And that’s exactly what’s going to happen tonight. So, may I? I want to show you around, Ninomiya-san.”
“Only if it’s okay?” she asks.
He takes her hand and lifts it to his lips, dropping a kiss to the back of her palm hoping she knows how grateful he is for her, for her trust that she’s willingly giving him in return.
“My pleasure, Ninomiya-san.”
---
The impromptu tour around Ohno-san’s house was entertaining, to say the least. Unexpected, yes, but somewhat unnecessary, if she will be completely honest about it. Somehow, she knows the reason why Ohno-san insisted to tour her around mostly isn’t because he wants to boast - god knows she’d expected his own place to be just as elegant as his company office - but mainly because she’s certain he’s doing it to make her feel at ease with him around.
Once they were done, Ohno-san told her he was going to take a quick shower, would she be okay there by herself for a bit? To this moment, as she is drying herself with the bath towel Ohno-san had kindly lent her earlier, she still has no idea why she asked if it’s okay if she takes a shower too.
Well, maybe it’s more of her instinct kicking in, because, who knows what might happen later? It’s not like she’s planning on jumping him the first chance she gets, but sometimes, things like that happen even when you’re not expecting it. She’d rather be ready for it, really, and cleaning herself up just in case is how she’s rolling with, so sue her.
The shirt she later finds on the bed turns out to be two sizes too big on her, as is the pajama bottom along with it. She has a moment to think if she’s going to forego the pants in favor of just strutting out the bedroom in her panties, but thinks better of it, giggling at herself for even thinking it.
She goes out of the bedroom minutes later, barefoot, and finds Ohno-san exactly where she left him. Upon closer inspection, Nino realized his hair is damp and he’s changed into a similar pair of loose, white shirt and pajama bottoms, too.
“Oh, you’re here,” he says, acknowledging her presence as he stood. Nino smiles his way and takes the hand he’s offered as he guides her to the couch before he sits next to her. The television is on but it’s on mute, and there’s something that smells wonderful sitting there on the center table next to the wine bottle and two glasses.
“Not sure if you feel like eating, but I went ahead and reheated the hamburg steak I asked Jun-kun to order for me before the dinner party,” he says, as he starts pouring one on the glasses. Nino can’t help it, she smiles, and wonders if he notices her staring. “Wine?” he asks, after he’s done.
“You’re wining and dining me, aren’t you?” she asks, amused, but she does accept the glass without another word.
His smile is sheepish and so, so charming that Nino can’t help but to keep looking. “Hey, I’m doing my best here, okay? You can tell me to stop if it’s too embarrassing,” he says, although it doesn’t look like he’s planning on stopping anyway. Nino shakes her head at him in answer.
“Don’t worry, Ohno-san,” she says as she takes a quick but careful sip, “You’re doing just fine, I promise.”
The smile he gives her then in return is enough to make her swoon, and she swears it would have been enough to scare her away for good.
But with Ohno-san, she doesn’t. Only because she knows, deep in her heart, that he’s not going to do anything to hurt her.
---
Ohno knows neither of them is watching. The movie is so boring that they’ve both ditched watching it in favor of talking, mostly no-nonsense talk just to pass the time. Through it, though, he found out Ninomiya-san actually likes hamburg steak a lot, that she has a roommate who works as an animal clinic assistant by day and part-time model at night. He also found out about Ninomiya-san’s penchant for gaming, and how most of her free time is spent playing video games.
“I like…fishing,” he admits readily, and the surprised look on her face tells him she’s honestly not expecting it. “What, it’s therapeutic,” he adds, watching her giggle into her wine glass in answer. God, she’s really beautiful, with her hair swiped up in a messy bun like that, her face devoid of makeup yet her cheeks are marred red from the effects of the alcohol, she looks stunning.
He wants her so bad it’s driving him crazy.
“Hmm, what?” she asks, after a moment, when she realized he is still looking. Ohno shakes his head and thumbs her cheek, the corner of her mouth when words fail him. “Come on, Ohno-san, just tell me,”
He breathes harshly in answer as he gathers the courage to say what he feels. It’s not just the desire to claim her, but just to be close to her, to feel her soft skin under his fingertips as he kisses her.
“I want to kiss you,” he murmurs, and it’s a confession as much as it is a plea. Ninomiya-san chuckles and surprises him by catching his hand, her small and dainty fingers wrapping around his wrist to keep his hand in place.
There’s something in her eyes that makes him hungry, and the way she licks her lips in answer doesn’t help either.
“Please?”
She smiles and pulls him in, and the first, warm touch of her lips against his own breaks something in him he knows he won’t be able to fix again, without her help. He surges forward and holds onto her, mouth seeking hers, and the explosion of heat makes him moan before he could even stop it.
Pairing : Ohno/Girl!Nino
Rating : R
Summary : Crossfire AU. She is the flame that ignites the fire within him; his girl, his angel, his everything.
She squints at him in answer, as if she wants to tell him something else, but the way her pretty, pretty eyes darkens as they stare at each other reminds him of how she looked earlier when he caught her off-guard, when she’d allowed him to touch her and have his way with her in the privacy of her own home.
He feels the way her pulse accelerates under his hand, and he knows that if he doesn’t move away now, he’ll take advantage of her again.
So, he does. And he swears the sound Ninomiya-san makes is enough to make him forget himself, take her in his arms and kiss her, but he knows he doesn’t.
“Shhh, please don’t look at me like that, Ninomiya-san,” he whispers, smoothing a finger across her heated cheek. Her pupils are blown wide with want and something else, breathing harshly into the space between their faces as if she can’t help it.
“I’m trying my best here, okay?” he says, watching his finger drift to the corner of her beautiful lips. “And you’re not exactly making it easier, I swear,”
She drops her gaze at that and smiles, and he’s certain his heart drops to the ground at the sight too. God, she’s so beautiful, so goddamn beautiful it hurts.
“I’m not even doing anything,” she says, chuckling as she spoke the words softly, raising her head and looking him straight in the eyes. “Yet,”
He chuckles, can’t not, as he takes his hand away. He needs to do so in order to keep his urges in check, even though their closeness is torture enough as it is. He can smell her perfume even from a distance, his mouth waters at the thought of being able to chase that scent off her skin with his mouth.
“You don’t even have to,” he answers, and steps back just to be safe. “I think we have already established the fact that everything about you is a turn on for me, and I’m not even going to try and deny it.”
Her answering laughter makes his inside twist with need, but he does his best to swallow it down. He promised to take it slow despite the difficulty, and he will. He will.
“I get it, Ohno-san,” she says after a moment, as he stares longingly at her mouth. “Seriously, I do. This is you trying to take it slow, I get it, and I swear it’s… nice. A little surprising, yes, and maybe confusing, but still nice. I honestly didn’t expect you’d be so -“
“Patient?” he asks.
“Yes,” she answers right away, teasing him with a smile so beautiful he aches just looking at her. “Especially after what happened earlier,” she follows, dropping her gaze down again obviously so he won’t have to see how this exchange is embarrassing her in its entirety. He also notices the way her cheeks turn red immediately afterward, and his heart, god, his heart is seriously not ready for this.
“I can be patient if I want to be, that’s for sure,” he says, and watches her closely as he offers his hand to her, hoping she’ll take it. “And that’s exactly what’s going to happen tonight. So, may I? I want to show you around, Ninomiya-san.”
“Only if it’s okay?” she asks.
He takes her hand and lifts it to his lips, dropping a kiss to the back of her palm hoping she knows how grateful he is for her, for her trust that she’s willingly giving him in return.
“My pleasure, Ninomiya-san.”
---
The impromptu tour around Ohno-san’s house was entertaining, to say the least. Unexpected, yes, but somewhat unnecessary, if she will be completely honest about it. Somehow, she knows the reason why Ohno-san insisted to tour her around mostly isn’t because he wants to boast - god knows she’d expected his own place to be just as elegant as his company office - but mainly because she’s certain he’s doing it to make her feel at ease with him around.
Once they were done, Ohno-san told her he was going to take a quick shower, would she be okay there by herself for a bit? To this moment, as she is drying herself with the bath towel Ohno-san had kindly lent her earlier, she still has no idea why she asked if it’s okay if she takes a shower too.
Well, maybe it’s more of her instinct kicking in, because, who knows what might happen later? It’s not like she’s planning on jumping him the first chance she gets, but sometimes, things like that happen even when you’re not expecting it. She’d rather be ready for it, really, and cleaning herself up just in case is how she’s rolling with, so sue her.
The shirt she later finds on the bed turns out to be two sizes too big on her, as is the pajama bottom along with it. She has a moment to think if she’s going to forego the pants in favor of just strutting out the bedroom in her panties, but thinks better of it, giggling at herself for even thinking it.
She goes out of the bedroom minutes later, barefoot, and finds Ohno-san exactly where she left him. Upon closer inspection, Nino realized his hair is damp and he’s changed into a similar pair of loose, white shirt and pajama bottoms, too.
“Oh, you’re here,” he says, acknowledging her presence as he stood. Nino smiles his way and takes the hand he’s offered as he guides her to the couch before he sits next to her. The television is on but it’s on mute, and there’s something that smells wonderful sitting there on the center table next to the wine bottle and two glasses.
“Not sure if you feel like eating, but I went ahead and reheated the hamburg steak I asked Jun-kun to order for me before the dinner party,” he says, as he starts pouring one on the glasses. Nino can’t help it, she smiles, and wonders if he notices her staring. “Wine?” he asks, after he’s done.
“You’re wining and dining me, aren’t you?” she asks, amused, but she does accept the glass without another word.
His smile is sheepish and so, so charming that Nino can’t help but to keep looking. “Hey, I’m doing my best here, okay? You can tell me to stop if it’s too embarrassing,” he says, although it doesn’t look like he’s planning on stopping anyway. Nino shakes her head at him in answer.
“Don’t worry, Ohno-san,” she says as she takes a quick but careful sip, “You’re doing just fine, I promise.”
The smile he gives her then in return is enough to make her swoon, and she swears it would have been enough to scare her away for good.
But with Ohno-san, she doesn’t. Only because she knows, deep in her heart, that he’s not going to do anything to hurt her.
---
Ohno knows neither of them is watching. The movie is so boring that they’ve both ditched watching it in favor of talking, mostly no-nonsense talk just to pass the time. Through it, though, he found out Ninomiya-san actually likes hamburg steak a lot, that she has a roommate who works as an animal clinic assistant by day and part-time model at night. He also found out about Ninomiya-san’s penchant for gaming, and how most of her free time is spent playing video games.
“I like…fishing,” he admits readily, and the surprised look on her face tells him she’s honestly not expecting it. “What, it’s therapeutic,” he adds, watching her giggle into her wine glass in answer. God, she’s really beautiful, with her hair swiped up in a messy bun like that, her face devoid of makeup yet her cheeks are marred red from the effects of the alcohol, she looks stunning.
He wants her so bad it’s driving him crazy.
“Hmm, what?” she asks, after a moment, when she realized he is still looking. Ohno shakes his head and thumbs her cheek, the corner of her mouth when words fail him. “Come on, Ohno-san, just tell me,”
He breathes harshly in answer as he gathers the courage to say what he feels. It’s not just the desire to claim her, but just to be close to her, to feel her soft skin under his fingertips as he kisses her.
“I want to kiss you,” he murmurs, and it’s a confession as much as it is a plea. Ninomiya-san chuckles and surprises him by catching his hand, her small and dainty fingers wrapping around his wrist to keep his hand in place.
There’s something in her eyes that makes him hungry, and the way she licks her lips in answer doesn’t help either.
“Please?”
She smiles and pulls him in, and the first, warm touch of her lips against his own breaks something in him he knows he won’t be able to fix again, without her help. He surges forward and holds onto her, mouth seeking hers, and the explosion of heat makes him moan before he could even stop it.