Fun fact: Kenshi became the main inspiration for me wanting to do this series. I mean look at him! He is arguably the sexiest man in MK1. With amazing motion capturing by Noah Fleder and Vic Chao's incredible voice acting, Kenshi sneaks his way into my heart once more after missing him in MK11. He shines and I'm so glad that he got more screen time compared to MKX especially.
I also want to thank those who added this to their favorites/follows! It means a lot that there are people interested in this and I'm happy to continue it as long as I have ideas. I really wanted to get this done last week but I was under the weather. Periods are fun am I right? /s But I'm feeling better now so it's all good!
Please enjoy this chapter regardless!
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There's Never Enough Sake - Kenshi x F!Reader
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Another day done, another day of bullshit work to come soon.
As a foreigner living in Japan studying abroad, it was a chore to get through how different the customs are compared to your home country. You know conversational Japanese, which has been extremely useful, but your boss is so out of touch with your circumstances that he threatened to fire you for leaving work at the time you are scheduled to leave. Seriously? That's why schedules exist. You saw that co-workers would stay five hours after their shift ended just to get work done and some even fell asleep during their train rides.
For fuck's sake… you were just trying to find a balance for your life and job on top of studying at the University of Tokyo. You're in your twenties and there's so much more to life than being chained to temporary work. At least for one more year, you were determined to go back home and live a capable, fulfilling life with your dream job closer to you than you realized.
Because of how your job works, you only get one day off every week. Not ideal, but it is what it is.
Whatever, you needed to let loose and treat yourself to some alcohol. You went your usual route by heading to the train station and patiently waited until your stop arrived. The walk to your favorite bar was only a few minutes from your apartment. Plus there's a ramen place nearby, it's a win-win scenario. But for today, you plan to get some sake shots, go home, shower, and sleep in.
Heading into the bar, the bell rang after opening the door and you were greeted by a familiar bartender. Named Kyosuke, he was practically the only friend you made. He went overseas himself and also spoke English, so you never felt alone and always looked forward to chatting with him. You sat down at your usual spot and watched the Japanese man whistling and setting some drinks for others around you.
"Welcome, (Y/N). Just a minute and I'll get to you." You nodded and checked your phone, seeing two notifications regarding an email sent by your sibling about a new anime that was to air soon and your thoughts on it. Meanwhile, there was another that was from your boss, who once again berated you for leaving and that he would like a talk when the next work day arrived. You rubbed your temples and groaned after you put up your phone. The fucking nerve of that prick.
Once Kyosuke finished with two customers, he walked your way. "The usual sake shots, Kyo." He said yes in Japanese and before he could pick up the shot glasses, you interjected. "You know what? I'll buy the whole bottle." Kyosuke looked back at you and raised an eyebrow.
"Rough day at work, huh?"
"What else? Piece of shit Hisato thinks he can control my time at work when he knows that I'm also a foreign student." The bartender frowned in understanding and immediately handed you the entire bottle. You went to grab your wallet to get enough yen to cover the cost, but he winked at you.
"I'll take care of it. On the house." Kyosuke was a godsend. You immediately unscrewed the bottle and took a swig of the delicious sake that had a hint of citrus fruits.
The bell rang once more, but you couldn't bother looking at who came in. However, there were a few people inside the bar who moved as far away from them as possible. You were talking to Kyosuke venting about your boss, but whispers were heard. When Kyosuke looked at the customer walking in, he froze for a second before bowing in respect. When the man in question sat beside you, you witnessed a finely dressed man, which was not unusual as he looked like he got off of work as well. When you notice his hands, you stop drinking and widen your eyes.
You mouthed to Kyosuke, "Yakuza?" and he nodded. You caught a glimpse at the man beside you and honestly? He looked so fine. He seemed friendly and you saw no reason to feel uncomfortable. The tattoos on his hands indicated that due to the taboos surrounding them, judging a book by its cover is never the best first impression.
"Takahashi-san, it's an honor for you to come by. Is there anything that you'd like?" Kyosuke asked.
"Akashi White Oak whisky," the supposed Yakuza member replied. His voice sounded deep and soothing. He could read you a story and you'd fall asleep soundly. The last name Takahashi? That was a familiar name. His first name was Kenshi, right? Quickly, you looked on your phone to search for anything relating to Takahashi. There was an article that featured him taking out a criminal who broke out of jail and sending him back to the station. The article automatically translated into English and the name appeared as Takahashi Kenshi. You laughed quietly at the odds and put your phone up, drinking more of your sake.
You never thought that you'd be in a predicament where the famed, or rather infamous, Kenshi Takahashi just so happened to casually sit beside you at a discreet bar, but here he was in the flesh.
"I owe you one, Kyosuke!" you said with a hiccup. Oh boy, you definitely needed to slow down drinking. You put the bottle down and shook your head rapidly to sober up a bit. The bartender gave you a thumbs up.
"Looks like you're having a great time," Kenshi spoke up. He noticed your bottle while he waited for his drink. You cleared your throat, surprised that he spoke English.
"God I fucking wish," you sassed back. "You didn't have to deal with an obnoxious ass of a boss."
"You could say that again," Kenshi responded, downing his whisky. His response caught your attention.
"Looks like we're fated to bond over our shitty bosses," you replied. He chuckled.
For the next few minutes, you started talking with the Yakuza member about work life. Despite his association, he seemed like a kind man. His eyes were rather mesmerizing and warm. From what you've heard about the Yakuza, they have been romanticized in the media, but they meant serious shit in the real world. After mentioning miscellaneous stuff, you checked your phone and noticed it's been an hour and it's getting a bit dark.
You stood up and stretched, saying your goodbyes to both Kyosuke and Kenshi. The latter followed suit, concerned for your safety.
"Hey, at least let me take you to your place." You shrugged, figuring out why not.
"Fine, but I'm taking the bottle with me."
Kenshi gave you a light smile. He left some yen for the bartender and the two of you went out of the bar. Within five minutes of walking to your apartment complex, the two of you made it into your apartment and you locked the door after letting him in first. Both of you took off your shoes and socks as part of courtesy for how Japan works when it comes to cleanliness. After taking another swig of your sake, you froze in what the hell just happened.
Brilliant. You barely know this guy and not only was he in your apartment, but he's part of the Yakuza. This was going to be an interesting time. Once the awkward silence was getting too loud, you spoke up.
"So... have you traveled out of the country before?"
"I've traveled to the States, but not for a vacation. I'm in search of my family heirloom. Though when duty calls, I have to return to Japan to appease the higher-ups." Taking another sip of your half-empty sake bottle, you asked Kenshi,
"What is this so-called family heirloom?"
"A sword called Sento. Once I claim it back, I can atone for my family's past sins and be free from the Yakuza."
This was rather deep for someone you just met at a bar, but it felt nice to actually have a chat with someone aside from Kyosuke, and that was when you were at the bar every week. While invested in Kenshi's life story, you were secretly checking out how fine he looked in that suit. He just looked so well-built. You nodded in response and watched him scan your temporary home.
"No shame, huh?" That comment bewildered you out of nowhere.
"Wait, what do you mean?" Kenshi motioned his head towards your room, where the door was opened. It was messy, sure, as you weren't expecting company to begin with. Why is that a problem? Once you got a closer look, you felt your blood run cold. Your pink wand vibrator was just unashamedly sitting in the open, plugged in for charging.
Fuck. Your face was as red as Mars from the embarrassment you were dealing with.
"Oh. That." You immediately closed your door and sat back down on the couch. You figured to explain about it since it would make you feel better, as weird as that sounded. "Because my boyfriend at the time was still at home, we had to make our intimacy work out through video chat, hence that toy." You felt yourself blush from admitting that, but it's not like Kenshi is going to tell anyone. "Well… that was the fact until my ex dumped me for some hooker. What a fucking fool."
You glanced at him and noticed his empathetic frown. Those damn beautiful eyes made you feel warm inside.
"Things have been complicated with my ex-partner as well. I know she means well but I can't abandon the Yakuza just yet." You also shared a frown after hearing what happened to his past relationship. It seems fate worked in mysterious ways for them to meet with similar circumstances. He sighed, his eyes glancing at your nearly empty bottle.
"Mind if I have some?" You instinctively gave Kenshi your bottle and downed the rest of the liquid. Seeing him gulp like that made you rub your thighs together. Kenshi chuckled and put the empty bottle down. "Thanks, (Y/N)." You nodded and smiled. At the back of your mind, you were a bit annoyed that he drank the rest of your sake, but you were a bit buzzed to really care that much. In a moment of silence, your cheeks flushed and you couldn't stop staring at his amazing jawline and especially his lips. You felt your chest tightened.
Kenshi seemed a bit preoccupied with his phone, which gave you a better opportunity to fantasize about his hands on you and your lips on his. Your heartbeat rose and you felt yourself becoming warmer all over.
"Didn't think I noticed you staring?" You held your breath for one second and laughed it off. You shook your head in response, but the Yakuza member put his phone down and walked towards you. He unveiled a smug smile. "Just to let you know, I like it when women wear what you have on." He was awfully close. "I know we only met a few hours ago, but you are charming. I can see us hanging out whenever we have free time." His hand caressed your cheek, and then he whispered, "Especially here at your place." You shivered in delight. You were thankful that he was also self-aware, but good God, you wanted him badly.
"Y-you mean a casual fling?" you asked. "This won't be just a one-night stand, r-right?" Your sake-scented breath tickled Kenshi's nose, and his breath did the same for you.
"We'll just take things slowly," Kenshi assured you. With a slight gasp, his lips were on yours. You returned the kiss and snaked your arms around his neck. From the mix of the alcohol and the touch of his body, your core ached and burned so much that you jumped up and wrapped your legs around him. He caught you and pinned you against the wall.
The passion spilt forth and the two of you moaned softly against each other's lips. After some time to catch your breath, Kenshi attacked your neck with gentle kisses, slowly turning into strong love bites. You got a feel of his hair from your grip and the stubble from his face.
To your surprise, he smacked your ass, gripping it afterward. You let out a cute noise, which made him spank you once more. The sting left you immediately worked up with a strong desire to have him inside you.
"Bed... now," you keened. Kenshi took note and guided you to your bed. He placed you gently on the edge and slowly unbuttoned your blouse. You removed his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt as well. Once both of you were topless, your gazes admired each other with lust overtaking the two of you.
The sight of him shirtless was alluring. The tattoos were completely revealed and formed into a beautiful art piece that was sculpted on the canvas of his warm skin. You immediately put your hands on him and felt the crease and muscle mass he was gifted with. Kenshi reciprocated by removing your push-up bra and placing his large hands on your breasts.
"Lie down for me," Kenshi's heated voice said to you. You obliged and were greeted by one hand still caressing your breast and his lips licking your other. You gasped and felt yourself dampen between your legs the second his lips began to suck your nipple. His moans against your skin vibrated softly.
You subconsciously moved your hips against his, feeling him hard against your thigh. Kenshi groaned against your skin. He moved his head up to kiss you once more and licked your lips for access. You accepted and felt his tongue in your mouth, and continued to shift his hips against you. The intense session made your mind burn with desperation. The two of you continued to grind into each other until you both ran out of breath from nonstop kissing.
He shifted away and removed your skirt and tights. Before he took off your panties, Kenshi admired how completely aroused you were from your heavy breathing to your underwear being dampened from your intoxication. You sat up and kissed Kenshi once more before you started working through the bottom half of his clothing.
His warm breath fanned your forehead as you unbuttoned his pants. With his rather tight and soft briefs following the pool of both your clothes, your eyes glanced at his throbbing cock. You licked your lips, but Kenshi had other plans for you. He laid you on your back and massaged your torso once more. While his left hand gripped your breast once more, his right hand went to get the Hitachi wand and turned it on. You recognized that buzzing sound and you felt another throb against your glistening hole.
"God yes," you whispered, encouraging Kenshi to use it on you. Your legs spread, revealing your immense arousal to the Yakuza member. He placed the head against your clit and earned his reward with an airy moan from you. You rolled your hips and desired more than just clitoral stimulation. Kenshi's free hand lowered down to stroke your body up until he inserted a finger into your pussy. The electric shock from his penetration made you yelp in approval.
You closed your eyes to focus on the feeling, letting Kenshi focus on your body's reactions. He couldn't help but let out a soft moan from seeing you captivated by his touch. He added another finger and leaned in to kiss you once more, making you wrap your arms around his neck. You felt like putty under his touch that you wondered if you were going to melt as soon as you found your release.
"Cum, (Y/N). Cum for me," Kenshi commanded you, his fingers thrusting inside you faster and changing the speed of the wand to the fastest setting. When he assaulted your G-spot, you moaned in satisfaction from the orgasm he brought upon you. His fingers pulled out of you, leaving you empty.
Kenshi licked every single drop of your juices from his fingers. While you watched him taste you while catching your breath, he stroked himself slowly just by glancing at your naked form twitching and recovering from the best orgasm you just had.
"Damn, I might get completely drunk off of you." You bit your lip and waited until Kenshi placed himself on top of you and positioned his dick near your entrance. Your legs immediately wrapped around him and you couldn't help but grind against him once more to be inside you.
"Are you okay with this?" Kenshi whispered, stroking your face and placing one of your legs around him.
"I'm on the pill," you replied, giving a quick kiss as permission to continue.
Kenshi took note and carefully thrust towards you. You sighed when he was finally inside you. Being extremely gentle and waiting for you to adjust to his size, he kissed you sweetly and placed peppered pecks on your forehead, cheek, and neck. You bucked your hips, urging him to move as you were ready.
He took note, slowly pulled out, and then thrust back in. This made both of you moan from how hot you two felt. With how tight you felt and how big he was inside you, your mind melted from the slow thrusts. You couldn't help but moan from how good he was.
"We need to do this more often," you suggested, moaning the moment Kenshi thrust harder into you.
"Couldn't agree more, (Y/N)," he breathed out, kissing you once more. He sped up, making the intensity of fucking you absolutely elated.
His hand that held your hip grasped your hands to pin them above your head while he continued his rough and sensual thrusts.
Skin slapping skin, heavy panting, and moans from the two of you put you on the brink of another orgasm that would leave you mute. With the strength you have left, you whispered
"Kenshi… I'm close again." You whimpered immediately afterward and your legs started wobbling from the intense pleasure. You held onto him tightly and he did the same for you, letting go of your hands for you to wrap around his back. He cursed in Japanese and whispered your name so sexily that you immediately lost it.
You fell back on your bed and Kenshi followed with his head in between your breasts. The two of you panted to catch your breaths and quivered from sweat exposed to the air around you. You tilted your head and checked your alarm clock.
Damn... it was already midnight?
You laughed and caressed Kenshi's hair gently. After a few minutes passed, he raised his head to look at you.
"Shower?" You nodded.
"You bet."
"And another round?" he asked, which surprised you, but you were so down for that.
"God yes." Kenshi got up and carried you in his arms. You pointed to your shower's location and immediately went there and turned on the water. Once the water warmed up and the two of you got in, the Yakuza member immediately had you pinned to the wall and started kissing you once more.
This was so worth staying up all night for.
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I was listening to Vic Chao's interview with Realm Kast while writing this and honestly could not recommend it enough. He's incredibly talented, funny, and genuine. His appreciation for fan art for the characters he played is immensely respectable. Naming his SAG-AFTRA strike sign Sento had me dying from laughter LOL.
The next man will be Raiden~! I miss his god form so much (even though he did appear for a bit, I'm a bit miffed that Richard Epcar didn't voice him instead). Human Raiden is just the most wholesome and adorable being ever and must be protected.