Rwby Ruby Rose X Male Reader の小説・ストーリー

He had beautiful golden-colored eyes that almost glowed in the sunlight, his short dirty blonde hair looked soft and silky making me want to run my figures through them. What the hell is wrong with you Ruby? You have never been attracted to any of the men in the pack so what has changed? Idiot, you already know what has changed. I was having an internal battle between my heart and brain and he looked at me with amusement in his eyes. I squinted my eyes as I gave him a little glare and he chuckled; his voice sounded like music to my ears. I took a step back suddenly, afraid that he might be one of the pack members who is here probably because he wanted to take his turn in beating me today. Th

“Friends and families discount.” Ollie paid the florist and then put the box of lilies inside his backpack before he plucked a single red rose from one of the shelves to his left. “Here.” He placed the rose in my hand. “It matches your hair.” Then Ollie turned around and walked toward the door without waiting for me while I stood there with my cheeks turning the same shade of red as the rose in my hand.

Ruby’s POV “Keep cursing me, Ruby,” he said softly. “It only makes me want to shut you up.” My heart started beating fast. I knew exactly what he meant by that. The look in his eyes was already dangerous, so I quickly stopped talking and forced myself to calm down. “Boss… I appreciate you bringing me home, but I have to leave now,” I said carefully, choosing every word so I wouldn’t make him angry. He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he smirked.

I took a mental picture of the scent before my sight. My wolf purred, yes, purred. He was madly in love. Ruby Rue Rothwell, in a skimpy yellow bikini, was a sight to behold. My enjoyment lasted only for a second when an unknown male suddenly grabbed her waist and tackled her into the water, laughing like the funniest thing. What's more, Ruby laughed too. Hayes and I were running to them. He was dead for touching what was mine.

Like a wicked vixen whispering malicious chants to his soul, her smile glistened as her lips gave into a chuckle. “I think you may have secured my pity fuck…such a great wingman.” His hand itched to clench her throat the more she spewed her venomous words, but there would be a ball soon, and he would bruise her. There was no way he would touch her without bruising her. "What the fuck are you playing at, Ruby?" "Get rid of the roses for as long as I am here." "What?" "The roses, I want them gone." "Are you out of your mind?"

They also gradually began to take off their clothes. Rey stared at them blankly. Their moves were good, attractive, and all but they were annoying him. He wondered how he was going to move on from Amelia with people like this. Rose already had her pointy nipples out, she was gently rubbing them and doing a silly move. Rey had almost reached his patience limit, but he still forced himself to watch them. It was a terrible sight to him. Flora climbed his body and began to grind on him, while Rose caressed his chest and nipples with her fingers.

Her lipstick was already smudged from their kisses in the car. “Damn, I missed this place,” Rose said, pulling off her heels. She dropped her purse, not even caring where it landed. Her hands went straight under Bryan’s shirt, and down his pants, pulling them out and taking in the big c*ork. “Damn! Is still as big and well curved as I like. Mummy is about to take you to the full moon.” She bent down and shoved the whole c*ork down her throat. He held her as she thrust in and out with her throat.

) They are skilled in what they do, their movement so swift and agile, you won't know what hits you till it happens. However, Ruby glanced up at him with teary eyes and pouty lips making Ian hesitate in what he plans to do. I could not help but roll my eyes and stormed to her dragging from the ground and walked to the gate. “It's my turn.”

Damian turned around. The moment his cold blue eyes locked with Ruby's wide green ones, a spark of immediate, undeniable attraction ignited, followed by a simultaneous jolt of shock and recognition for both of them.

She arched, gasping, as he entered her again from behind—this angle deeper, brutal. One hand slid around to her throat, not choking, but claiming. “Mine,” he growled. “Yes!” she cried out. “I’m yours—” He let go. He was close. She could feel him trembling behind her, his pace erratic, punishing. Then he spilled into her with a ragged growl, his hands gripping her hips so tightly she knew she’d bruise. They collapsed. Ruby laid against his chest, their bodies slick with sweat. He stroked her back like he wasn’t the monster who just broke her open.