the 2d husband

Mistress - Soryu Oh

Set somewhere between the middle of season 1 and end of season 2. Just a teasing; angsty, partially smutty fic. Nothing serious. ;) Enjoy.

I hadn’t seen Soryu in close to six weeks - for business reasons or some twisted lie along the line of that he’d mentioned last minute; but I could clearly hear his footsteps pacing through the hotel lobby behind me - each click of his heels as one foot came down briskly in front of the other causing my mouth to go dry. It wasn’t half obvious at this instant reaction that I missed him - mind, body and soul. A knot in my throat tightened uncomfortably as I muttered a quick thank you beneath my breath and took the spare master key from the concierge at the front desk; slipping the swipe card into my chest pocket and swivelled on my toes, walking away with a mix of shyness and curiosity pulsing through my veins. Waiting with a small crowd for an elevator to arrive at the ground floor and slide open; I manage to catch a hint of his signature musky scent as he gets closer - my eyes fluttering shut as I consciously try to control my breath; a barely there sweat creeps across the inner of my palms and forehead.

If there weren’t other people around us I could be confident that something would have already happened right there, right then yet between us no words are said. I can picture it now, I’d have his tie wrapped around my fingertips tightly to pull him in close - to initiate an intimacy that I longed for; would have happily even begged for. Licking my dry lips once over to soften them; I could taste an almost hunger painted on them which I knew for him - was to also exist. His dark eyes glanced sideways in my direction as we stood side by side in silence; his gaze hovering over my body, over my curves which I was aware this uniform did nothing to accentuate. Pushing my hair lazily all over one shoulder and letting my own soft, gentle fingertips trace down the side of my exposed neck, the way Soryu adjusted his posture told me that he wanted nothing more than to press me up against an elevator wall; push the emergency button to keep us captive between floors and have his way with me yet for the company we had - an audience so to speak; we both knew this wouldn’t be an option.

Adjusting my stockings through my skirt and playing with my bra strap teasingly through my shirt I heard a low, needy growl that escaped from deep within his chest - a sound so subtle which I knew was reserved wholly for just me. Soryu slipped his hands deep into his pants pockets and it was then in a split second that I knew I was having my desired effect on him. Between the ground floor and the 23rd that I had been working on all afternoon people got on and people stepped off - lifting my head to count the green digital numbers which added up as we travelled floor by floor; a smile crossed my lips as I saw the special number appear and pushed my way through the crowd as the doors promptly opened.

Pacing down the hall lined with suite door after suite door, I could hear Soryu walking a few steps behind me yet we still kept our silence; still didn’t bother saying a word. A feeling of anticipation begins to curdle in the pit of my stomach; I can feel a hard blush sweep across the apples of my cheeks. Pulling the swipe card out of my pocket and sliding it through the security reader; I pull the maid trolley I’d left out in the hall through with me into the room and place a ‘do not disturb’ sign on the exterior handle of the door which earns a chuckle from the mobster as he wanders through; closing the door to lock us in.

I take my time and liberty in strutting over to the king sized bed in the middle of the suite; glancing over my shoulder only once as I unbutton my shirt. He stands silent; just waiting - just watching, wanting to pounce but keeping his cool. He cocks his head to one side and waits for me - reserved to see what I’m going to do next and just as I’m about to step out of my heels which I’ve been wearing for hours; he shakes his head, clicks his tongue and with a single look; tells me that that is not necessary - that he’d prefer them on.

“I thought you weren’t a fan of heels Mr Oh”, I announce with a smirk, I can see him getting hard; I watch as he swallows harshly; adams apple bopping up and down in his throat.

“I’m a fan of anything when it comes to you Ms ____.” His voice is low, lower than that growl on the elevator and it prompts me to keep things moving forward; bending down slightly to slip my hands beneath my skirt I shimmy out of my lacy underwear; a dark navy set of panties which perfectly match the bra he’s had his eyes on for a while now and toss them across the room for him to catch; the material slipping into his jacket pocket. That’s all he needs as a yes; as a welcome; as a signal to not bother holding back.

Quicker than he was pacing behind me in the lobby; Soryu is over to where I’m standing within a split second - hands on my waist, at my shoulders, around my back, snaking through my hair, tender around my neck and searching for anywhere he hasn’t yet had the pleasure to touch as our lips meet; soft, slow, turning hungry, aggressive and forceful as his tongue darts into my mouth, coaxing my own to play a game of twists and turns as I struggle for air and try to get some between gasps and moans. His hands run down to my hips; get comfortable at the curve of my ass and the simple command of 'jump’ has me doing everything he wants me to as I’m picked up; held up; turned around - legs wrapping around him before he pushes me up against a wall in the corner of the room. Arching my back and head thrown to one side he’s adamant on leaving a pepper line of tiny, tiny ownership marks on my shoulders and down across my chest. I whimper at the detail of his lips - how they quiver against my skin; how he breaks away and lets me hold his face tenderly in my hands and they slowly tremble - a lust in his eyes which is to die for.

Loosening his tie; it doesn’t take much to tear his shirt open - buttons popping; nails clawing at his chest to leave scratches that will be there for days that only he will know of and see. With a strong hold on my jaw, Soryu manoeuvres me so that I’m looking straight at him; his grip loosening around my waist, it’s a quick shuffle of steps and before I know it, I’m tossed straight down onto the bed.

Half sitting up, I’m forced back down as he fights off his jacket and gets comfortable between my legs; lips cursing across my bare skin - my skirt pulled down and thrown across the suite as I try to kick my heels off the bed.

“Keep them on..”, he whispers as a near almost secret and I can’t respond as a kiss seals my lips shut. It’s harder, needier, more ravaging, less discrete; more desperate than before. Kissing the tops of my breasts to force my back to arch; he slips a hand beneath me; playing with the clasp at the back and sets them free; lacy material quick to find its own home temporarily on the floor. Taking the nipples gently between his teeth; it’s a mixture of a suck and bite motion which has me so close to being thrown over the edge. So close to wanting to just scream and pant and beg and long for more. I’d almost forgotten how perfect intimacy was. Hands trailing down his still half shirt clad chest; my fingers are eager to unbuckle his belt; to pull down his zipper; to palm at his cock hidden beneath his boxers and hopefully set it free. Forcing a finger into my mouth; a hopeless plea of 'suck’ he manages to vocalize and I succumb to his request with please.

Legs further apart and trousers shuffled down; his thumb finds my clit with ease. A slur of profanities and moans roll off my tongue and a cold sensation; a wedding band; for a moment makes me freeze. I’ll only ever be a mistress; I know this - it’s how it was all meant to be. It’s the reason I haven’t seen him in so long; it’s the reason we barely talk or say even a single word. It’s the reason he hasn’t been around the hotel lately; the reason for his intricate lies and schemes which he followed through to set me free. Shaking my head to rid myself of all these thoughts and ideas; I’m late to notice that his pressed himself up against me; length slicking through my wet core and face buried into the crook of my neck. A groan from him erupts a wave of pleasure through my veins as slowly he lines himself up and begins to sink in.

“Ughh… fuck..”

It’s the only phrase I can comprehend.

“S..Soryu… fuck…”

Head thrown back; his teeth sinking into the thin skin of my neck; this seems perfect, this seems right, this seems how it’s just meant to be - until a someone we weren’t expecting disregards the sign on the door and knocks; unlocking the suite with their own master key.



It’s going to be a year soon …

(When I still hear my name I feel a bit nervous …)

After getting engaged, Leo was supposed to call me “Mandi”.(T/N: he typically refers to me as Mandi-chan, my Mc is referencing the change in dropping “chan”.

I feel the swelling in my heart grow.

Mandi “Good morning”

When I made a small bow, suddenly I was pulled forward…

Mandi “Whhaa … …”

When my body collapses towards Leo i unintentionally closes my eyes …

Leo: … … Princess, open your eyes? “

(Huh ……?)

Leo’s voice resonates , and I raise my gaze.

Mandi "Leo ……

I was put on Leo’s knee and then I felt a gentle kiss upon my temple.

Mandi "Ahh …”

(even though it is his office here …)

When I blinked my eyes, Leo ’s eyes shown soft relief.

Leo “I am sorry to have made you blush first thing in the morning, but you’re so cute … I feel like kissing your face just to see you blush even more”

(Kiss … …)

I put my hand to Leo ’s chest.

Mandi “are you going to do it anyway…?”

Leo “…… That’s right”

Leo chuckles with an amused smirk.

Leo “I’m doing it before you can say anything else”

Leo’s arms deftly wrap around my hips from behind while he drops a kiss just lightly.

Mandi “… A-ah ….”

Leo “since our afternoon is going to be busy, let’s spend as much time together right now.”

Leo kissed me, leaving my face to remain flushed red

.(it’s nostalgic…),

but I’m still embarrassed but happiness is spreading in my heart.

@juzbijou @kakihoden @leorysxi @widzzicles

*ugly sobbing*

Things I have learned so far from Leo’s EA **SPOILERS*** AVOID IF DESIRED

I HAVE BEEN ENGAGED FOR 2 YEARS (all other routes to date are 1 year) ToT)9

Leo left for 1 year and while away, sent flowers every day.

I’m close to Nico even 2 years later so much so he visits me daily to tell the meaning of the flowers Leo sends.

He’s still a mf tease

Alyn willingly goes to Leo’s office to pick him up (and me) (kkyaahhh)

The 3 of us visit the graveyard as a family on the anniversary of the Crawford Murders

Aubin is sentenced to life in prison. (rot you mf)


I will reblog this as I learn things and add to it

SLBP: 1 thing I love and hate about the lords.
  • Nobunaga: I hate his horrible temper. I love how considerate of others he can be.
  • Mitsuhide: I hate how addicted to work he is. I love his intelligence.
  • Inuchiyo: I hate how much he drinks. I love how he has loved the MC since they were kids.
  • Hideyoshi: I hate what a cockblock he is in Inuchiyo's main route. I love how he's such a good wing man in the story events though.
  • Mitsunari: I hate his bad attitude. I love his everything else <3
  • Ieyasu: I despise how shitty this brat can be, especially in Yukimura's route. I love how vulnerable he is in his own route once he opens up to you.
  • Kenshin: I hate how childish he is. I love how he treats everyone with such kindness.
  • Shingen: I hate how he reminds me of my ex at times. I love how wise he can be.
  • Saizo: I hate how much he lies and how distant he is. I love how fiercely he protects the MC even in Yukimura's route.
  • Yukimura: I hate how naive he can be at times. I love how passionate and affectionate he is.
  • Masamune: I hate how he's so distrusting of women at first. I love how sweet he is.
  • Kojuro: I hate that he smokes. I literally had to think of something to hate about him for almost 10 minutes I love him so much.
  • Shigezane. I hate that he doesn't have a fucking route and that he isn't real. I love him, he is forever my 2D husband <3


i’m so sorry this took so long but GUESS WHAT DAY IT STILL IS?

happy birthday, @i-faustus, you OLD FART

god you’re almost as old as i am that’s old

i love you, and i hope you have the best birthday ever, because you deserve it, you wonderful pickle, you.💙