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Tomás Vrbada:
You giggled lightly as Tomás spun you around, leaving you woozy before you stumbled right into his chest. He laughed softly, grinning down at you as he steadied you in his arms.
You were quite tipsy now, everything around you feeling brighter and more lively, colors almost taking on a vibrant hue. You were finally starting to relax, though nothing could quite compare to Kitana, who was already several cups in.
You and Tomás were currently in Outworld, having been invited by Princess Kitana and Mileena to an extravagant gathering they had organized for friends and family alike.
They had made sure to acquire only the finest alcohol Outworld could provide, a not-so-subtle way of flaunting just how capable their realm was.
You were quite amused seeing the princess in a completely new light, watching her slur her words and stumble slightly while her sister snickered quietly beside her, helping her keep her balance.
“I’m going to get another drink,” you grinned up at Tomás.
He raised a brow at you, a small smirk tugging at his lips. “You sure that’s a good idea, princess? You’re already pretty tipsy.”
You shrugged, giggling. “One more. After that it’s straight up h2o. Promise!”
He chuckled, nodding and letting you go. “Be careful then. Try not to fall on your face.”
You stuck your tongue out at him before making your way over to the bar.
You ordered your drink and waited patiently as the bartender prepared it.
A finger tapped against your shoulder, making you turn around. You smiled when you found Kitana standing there.
“Princess, it’s a pleasure seeing you!”
“Likewise, Y/n,” she smirked, her eyes dragging slowly up and down your form as she stepped a little closer. “You look quite stunning,” she teased.
You blinked at her, your face flushing warmly. Placing a hand on your cheek, you offered her a small, shy smile. “T-Thank you, Princess. You look gorgeous as w-well.”
“Have you perhaps come here alone?” she questioned.
“I–uh… no, I didn’t. I came with Tomás,” you murmured softly, eyeing the way she seemed to be inching closer to you.
“That’s a shame,” she lamented, almost pouting. “He seemed rather inept at best.”
You blinked at her. “Huh?”
She rolled her eyes before gently grasping your chin. A smirk curled on her lips as she leaned closer.
“Well, why would such a pretty girl like you be left all alone? Someone might get the wrong idea,” she murmured, her eyes flicking down to your lips, almost entranced by the way they parted around a tiny, sharp inhale.
Almost as if she couldn’t help herself, she leaned in and captured your lips softly, a quiet sigh of approval spilling from her lips.
Your eyes widened at the action, your body freezing in place as Kitana leaned back a moment later, blinking slightly dazed.
Your gaze immediately snapped toward Tomás, who had already witnessed the entire scene unfold. When your eyes met, he raised a brow at you and began making his way over.
“I—Princess, that’s—I’m not—” you began rambling, stumbling a step back.
Your cheeks felt hot to the touch, your brain replaying the last few seconds of her lips on yours—tasting faintly of the sweet wine served at the banquet, plush and soft and so inviting.
An arm wrapped around your waist before your thoughts could spiral any further.
“Princess Kitana,” came a teasing voice, “a pleasure to see you. Didn’t think you’d try to steal my lover from me this soon.” Tomás chuckled.
She raised a brow at him, her eyes flicking back and forth between the two of you before letting out a low chuckle, smiling at you both.
“Apologies, Tomás. I couldn’t help it,” she teased back. “She just looked too good not to.” She laughed.
They both chuckled while you shrank into Tomás, unsure of how to handle yourself right now.
“Perhaps I should take my leave,” Kitana mused, beckoning her sister over. “I believe I’ve had enough to drink—and enough partying. Aside from the obvious, I hope the two of you had fun,” she laughed, heading back the way she came with Mileena.
Tomás hummed a final goodbye before turning to face you completely, an amused twinkle in his eyes.
“Babe, you good?” he snickered.
You grumbled at him, refusing to meet his eyes.
“Hey, if I were you, I’d be happy and panicking. You literally just kissed THE Princess Kitana,” he laughed.
“Tomás,” you whined, hitting his chest and covering your face.
He laughed again before wrapping you in his strong arms and kissing your forehead.
“Okay, okay, I won’t tease anymore,” he murmured. “Let’s head home, hmm? That way no one else gets the chance to kiss my princess but me.”
He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on your lips.
Kuai Liang:
Kuai Liang let out a soft sigh as he tugged at the collar of his uniform.
It wasn’t that he was antisocial or dreaded these kinds of events—unlike a particular brother of his—but he would have much preferred not to be standing in a packed room filled with drunken people milling about.
You being one of them.
He shook his head fondly as his eyes found your figure, chatting animatedly with those around you. Princess Kitana and Mileena currently held your attention as the three of you discussed something merrily.
Initially, he hadn’t planned on attending the event, but you had begged him so sweetly, and Bi-Han had threatened demanded that both he and Tomás tag along so he wouldn’t be alone.
He crossed his arms again, leaning against one of the pillars as he half-paid attention to the conversation in front of him, Johnny chattering on and on about this and that.
“Whoa, dude,” Johnny snickered, lightly nudging his shoulder. “Didn’t think you and your girl were like that.”
Kuai furrowed his brows, lifting one in question.
Johnny jutted his chin in a particular direction. “Her and Kitana are totally making out, dude.”
Kuai’s eyes widened before his head snapped toward you, finding you in Kitana’s embrace, your lips intertwined with hers quite passionately.
Even from where he stood, he could see the wide look in your eyes, your body completely frozen, hands hovering awkwardly in the air as your frazzled brain struggled to process what was happening.
Mileena looked shocked for a moment before doubling over in laughter, which finally snapped you out of your stupor.
You jumped back, sputtering, your hands flying up to smack against your cheeks. Kitana blinked at you, half amused and half confused by your frantic reaction.
Kuai sighed heavily, shaking his head fondly as he began making his way over.
Because of course only you could manage to kiss the princess in such a state.
“Princess Kitana,” he murmured when he reached you, his eyes dancing with both mirth and exasperation.
“Kuai Liang,” she mused in return, “a pleasure to see you here.”
His lips tilted into a faint smirk as his gaze shifted toward you.
You were still clutching your cheeks, your face burning like lava. Your eyes looked slightly dazed as you absentmindedly pressed a finger against your lips, almost as if reliving the moment she had kissed you. Your eyes flicked up to meet his for a brief second before dropping shyly.
“Ah… I’m… gonna go grab some water,” you excused yourself weakly, your finger still brushing your bottom lip as you quickly scurried off.
A soft laugh drew Kuai’s attention back to Kitana, who was covering her mouth as she giggled.
“I hope I didn’t scare her off too much,” she chuckled.
He let out a quiet laugh under his breath. “She’ll be fine.” He smiled reassuringly at Kitana before heading after you, watching with amusement as you chugged down your water and muttered under your breath.
“All good, little flame?”
Your head snapped up at him, and you instantly grew a bit shy.
“…Yes.”
“Why so shy?” he mused. “Did you perhaps… like it?” he teased.
You glared at him, your eyes refusing to meet his. “Shut up.”
He laughed softly, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer. His gaze softened as he took in your features.
“There’s nothing wrong with that,” he murmured, placing a gentle kiss on your cheek.
You looked up at him and smiled softly, your arms wrapping around his neck. “Yeah? You’re not mad I liked it?” you mumbled.
He shook his head, placing another kiss on your cheek before a wicked smile tugged at his lips.
“No, I’m not mad. It just means I have plenty of chances to kiss you better.” He hummed before claiming your lips in a heated kiss.
Bi-Han:
Bi-Han had grown accustomed to being Grandmaster, often accepting most things that came his way because of it. He actually liked it, seeing as once people heard who he was, they tended to keep him informed and treated him with respect most of the time.
Right now, however, he did not like it—and he certainly did not appreciate that you had used that very title to convince him to attend this wretched social event.
Bi-Han was not enjoying himself, despite your countless attempts to get him to relax.
A deep scowl was set firmly on his face, his lips pursed and eyes glaring at anyone who dared make eye contact with him. His arms remained crossed, a very clear message to everyone around him not to approach.
“Bi-Han, dear,” you chuckled, placing a hand on his bicep in a lazy attempt to soothe him. “Stop being so grouchy.”
He frowned and turned toward you, eyes narrowing at the small teasing smile playing on your lips. “I do not wish to be here.”
“I am aware,” you mused, “but we are here nonetheless. Besides, it would have been rude to decline the invitation the princesses sent,” you chided him once again.
“I know, woman,” he growled lowly. “Stop treating me like a toddler.”
“Perhaps stop acting like one,” you teased, leaning up to place a kiss on his jaw.
His body relaxed slightly at that, his hardened scowl softening into a displeased frown. He inhaled sharply before letting it out slowly, attempting to relax as you had suggested several times.
“Mingle a bit, dear,” you smiled at him, rubbing his arm once more. “I am going to head over to congratulate the princesses.”
And with that, you left him to fend for himself.
A chuckle came from his left, making Bi-Han turn his head to face his brothers.
“She really does have you wrapped around her finger,” Kuai Liang mused.
Tomás nodded with a huge grin, clearly agreeing with the sentiment.
Bi-Han glared at them but said nothing, his gaze drifting back toward you.
He kept an eye on you for the rest of the night while idly chatting with his brothers and the occasional guest who mustered enough courage to approach the sulking Grandmaster.
Currently, he had his back turned to you, speaking with Kuai about some minor clan matters when Tomás suddenly choked on his drink.
Both he and Kuai looked at him in concern, Kuai gently patting his back.
“Forgot how to drink in public now?” Bi-Han muttered with a frown.
“N-no…” Tomás stuttered, his eyes glued to something behind him. Kuai followed his gaze, glancing briefly back at Tomás before doubling back, his face twisting in disbelief.
“Oh…” he muttered.
Bi-Han sighed at their reactions, beginning to turn to see what stupidity had his brothers reacting in such a way.
“What? Did that Johnny fool finally d—”
He froze mid-sentence, blinking at the scene in front of him.
Kitana, who was many cups deep, was currently draped over you—her arms wrapped around your neck, her body pressed flush against yours, and her lips dancing sweetly with your own.
Your hands were on her waist, trying to steady the both of you before you toppled to the ground, your eyes wide in shock as the princess claimed your lips.
You quickly steadied the two of you before gently peeling the princess away, keeping a steady palm on her waist.
Bi-Han was already stalking toward you, a murderous glint in his eyes.
“Princess Kitana,” he gruffed roughly, his hand finding your waist and yanking you to his side.
Kitana blinked for a moment before smirking.
“Grandmaster. A pleasure to see you here—though I am surprised.”
He grunted at her comment, choosing to remain silent as your palm came to rest against his chest—a silent command for him not to say anything.
“Yes, well,” you murmured, your voice slightly breathy and a bit higher pitched. “It would have been rude of him not to show up to such an event.”
You held a polite, uneasy smile on your lips, glancing at your husband to make sure he wouldn’t do anything reckless.
Kitana chuckled, nodding at your words. “Then I suppose I should be grateful you decided to attend.”
You smiled at her before bowing politely. “Though I believe we’ve had enough for the night. Thank you for the kindness—we’ll be leaving now.”
Kitana waved the two of you off, bidding you goodbye as you and Bi-Han began to depart.
You could already hear him muttering under his breath, curses and threats escaping him.
“How dare she touch my wife…” he growled lowly, still fuming over the whole situation.
You stopped him, stepping in front of him as he glared down at you. You held his gaze for a moment before surging up and claiming his lips fiercely.
Bi-Han’s hands seared onto your hips, pulling you closer as he dipped his head lower, deepening the kiss into something heated and possessive.
“You’re mine,” he murmured against your lips, making you shiver as a soft sigh escaped you at the statement.
“Yes,” you whispered, nipping at his lips as you pulled back slightly. “Just yours. Only yours.”
“Good. Do not forget that,” he hummed before claiming your lips once more.