KURAMA

Dress (songfic)

Inspired by the song Dress by Taylor Swift.

(Y/n) sat nervously in the crowded room, watching as Kurama mingled with the other guests. They had been secretly seeing each other for months now. She couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement every time she caught his eye, those piercing green eyes, exchanging secret smiles, knowing that no one else in the room had any idea about "me and you".

Just a few months ago they were friends but (Y/n) had always been intrigued by Kurama's mysterious demeanour. He remained a mystery to her, an enigma she couldn't quite solve. That was until one night, they found themselves alone in his room.

It was exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. The air was charged with uncertainty. They shared a moment of silence and anticipation, both too afraid to make a move.

Without warning, Kurama leaned in and whispered her name. Everything around them seemed to stop as (y/n) felt her heart skip a beat. She knew at that moment that she didn't want Kurama as just her best friend, she wanted him as her lover.

Kurama couldn't resist (y/n) any longer, and he took her in his arms. They kissed with a passion that had been building for years. As they explored each other's bodies, Kurama couldn't help but feel like he had found his home.

She had always known that Kurama was different from any other man she had ever met. She wanted him like she had never wanted anyone before, and she knew that he felt the same way.

Inescapable,

It wasn't like they even attempted to. She knew that loving Kurama was like playing with fire. Even if it meant getting burned, at least they both knew, they were electrified.

As the night wore on, they spilt wine in the bathtub and kissed each other's faces, drunk with love, enjoying each other's company.

That night was a blur of wine and kisses, and as they lay in bed together, Ellie knew that she had never felt so alive.

In the morning when she woke up,

As she looked around the room, she noticed the shape of Kurama's body imprinted on the bed. She couldn't help but smile, knowing that he had made his mark on her as well.

Flash forward to today's party, they tried to keep their distance, but the tension between them was palpable. Kurama couldn't resist the urge to be near (y/n) and found himself gravitating towards her. As he made his way towards each of her, the room faded away and all that mattered was the two of them.

With a gentle touch, he traced his fingers along the curve of her back, causing her to shiver with anticipation, her hands shaking from holding back from him. She whispered in his ear that she only bought the dress so he could take it off of her. Kurama's eyes lit up at her words.

"I'll gladly oblige," he replied, his voice low and seductive.

All of this silence and patience, pining in anticipation, for what waits next. Her hands are shaking from holding back from him. Desperation visible in both their eyes.

They left the party early, wanting nothing more than to be alone together. As they stumbled into (y/n)'s apartment, they couldn't keep their hands off each other. And as they kissed, she felt his name etched into her skin like a golden tattoo.

Kurama carved his name into her bedpost that night, marking his territory and declaring his love for her. She didn't mind; in fact, she loved the way he marked her, leaving an indelible impression on her body and her heart. Her love for him was like a golden tattoo, something she would carry with her forever. And as she lay in his arms, she knew that she never wanted to go back to being just friends.

Looking back to all her mistakes, bad the earthquakes that she had caused, kurama was always with her no matter what. But she woke up just in time to find her lifeline, now she wakes up by his side. A joy she can't explain.

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A/N: dress is such a elegant yet sensual song I always wanted to write this but idk how it turned out did you guys like it?