Lighthouse [Alice in Borderland x Reader]

Your hair was way different than it was before. Its style and color was certainly not it was used to be. Your build changed as well, and so was you face structure. But no matter how much you grew physically, Niragi can always distinguish who you are.

His predatory gaze sucked the light of you. You tried standing up to run away but your legs gave out in fear. You never thought that you would be in this type of position where you are practically cornered.

In your past occupation, nervousness and anxiety were always managed easily, however the sight of the grim reaper in front of you never failed to made your heart thump like crazy.

“[Name].” you saw him moving closer and you snapped back to reality. You stood up abruptly, stepping back everytime he walked closer. You saw his eyebrows furrowed as his head tilted to his right. His eyes held something you've never seen before and you cannot distinguish it.

“Who are you?” that caught him off guard. You wanted to chastise yourself for speaking words of idiocy and involuntarily doing it as a reflex. You knew who he is and you knew that he's well aware that it was you, but it was a protective mechanism.

Pretending.

“This is me, Suguru. Well, I changed my style a little, but it's still me. The Suguru you've always known, the Suguru you've always loved.” your eyes darted to his gun that he held so casually and you glanced back at him.

“I think you're mistaking me for another person. I don't know who you are.” You're fucking stupid, you know you are. But the way he said those words, that he was still the past him you've always loved, you're not naive to think of it as something innocent.

“Oh, really?”

Suddenly he stepped towards you when you stepped back.

A big and wide step with the use of his long legs, he scooped you and embraced you, wrapping you on his arms, caging you with his unmovable grip that you cannot get away from. His arms snaked on your waist as he put his head on top of your left shoulder, nuzzling his face on your neck, giving you no chance to escape.

He breathed you scent in like a starved man famished for years. He pulled you closer when you tried to kick and wriggle away. You heard his gun falling on the ground as he enveloped you in his arms tighter that was almost suffocating you.

“The hell are you doing, let go!” he chuckled softly, muffled by your skin as he nestled his face further on your neck.

“Why are you trying to pretend that you aren't my [Name]? Is there someone that's on your tail and you can't tell others your name? Come on, tell me. I'll kill them for you. I love you, I love you, I love you.” he giggled in a manic way, his gruff voice contradicts the childish manner of how he laughed.

“Niragi, let go!” he froze. His hold loosened up a little, then in a blink of an eye, he held you tightly and in the verge of being crushed in his arms.

“Call me Suguru. Call me Suguru. Suguru. Suguru!” you cried out of pain but he didn't let you go. “I searched for you all these years, you don't get to call me by my surname. I won't let you!”

You pushed, hit, kicked and did everything you can to make him let go, however it was futile. You felt and heard his heavy breathing on your ear, giving you warmth as you felt your blood run cold. Your breathing started to get shallow and ragged. Your vision became blurrier and blurrier as the seconds passed.

“You can hurt me,” his voice became gentler, and his arms loosened up to give you enough access to air, but not enough to give you a chance in running away. “but I'm not letting go.”

His lips hovered on your jaw, neck and shoulder, leaving trail of kisses. You gripped his shoulders to push him, but he was unaffected despite your nails digging on his skin. He hummed softly, satisfied with your presence, satisfied with your taste.

“You taste so good.” you scratched his neck while you gripped his hair to grab him away from your neck. He chuckled mockingly and faced you. “Pull it harder.”

You slapped him in surprise, letting go of his hair in the process.

You wiped his kisses desperately, still doing your best to push him away. You were focused on removing his trail on your neck and you didn't notice that he was inching closer to your face. Your eyes snapped to his when you had a whiff of his minty breath.

“Slap me harder. Hurt me more. Is that the best that you can do?” he held your dominant hand, guiding it to his hair. You pulled it back, except for the fact that he was way stronger than you and you didn't get to withdraw your hand.

“Niragi, let go.” you said in a stern voice, still wiping your neck and shoulder with a face full of disgust, yet mixed with fear and nervousness.

“One more time. One more time that you wipe my kiss, one more time that you call be my surname.” the glint in his eyes that were there before vanished and was replaced by something that gave you a chill in your spine.

It was a combination of rage, desire, and something that you would never wish to see from someone unhinged as him.

It was lust.