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Best Friends Know Best - Baji & Chifuyu (Tokyo Revengers)

After a night of partying three friends decide to take their friendship to the next level after all best friends know best. Baji & Chifuyu x Female Reader (SMUT)

*SMUT, fingering, degrading names, threesome*

WORD COUNT: 3684

You had decided to host a small party to celebrate graduating from high school. You were happy that everyone from Toman could attend, especially your best friends and partners in crime, Baji and Chifuyu. As the night turned into morning, everyone had left and the three of you were alone in your living room.

You stumble slightly and Chifuyu catches you, touching your warm cheek, and shakes his head, ‘you’re quite drunk,’ he remarks on your drunken state.

Before you can reply you feel Chifuyu pushed aside and Baji takes his place before you, ‘Let me carry you to your room.’

However Chifuyu stopped him, their intense stare off revealing unspoken emotions, as if they were competing for something precious.

You giggle at the sight and lean against Jake for support, ‘I’m not that bad,’ you slur, before glazing over at Chifuyu, ‘you always know how to make me feel better…Chifuyu…’

You then turn your attention back to Baji, eyes sparkling with mischief despite your inebriation, ‘...and Baji…so strong and protective…I love it when you take care of me like this,’ you smile and nuzzle your face into his chest, swaying a bit, ‘You guys are the best…I don’t know what I’d do with you..’ 

With your head nuzzled in Baji’s chest, you couldn’t see his face flush a deep shade of red as he held you close, savouring the warmth of your body pressed against his. His hands roamed your back, tracing the curve of your spine through your dress, ‘we’ll always be here for you. No matter what,’ he whispers, his voice husky. The sincerity in his words was palpable, and you could tell he meant every last syllable.

Meanwhile, Chifuyu’s piercing eyes never left yours, drinking in the sight of you in a daze of intoxication. He reaches out and tenderly brushes some hair off your face, ‘Just relax. We’ve got you,’ he murmurs, his touch feather-light yet possessive.

You lean into Baji’s embrace, feeling safe and cherished by his strong arms. You move to nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck, inhaling his familiar scent, ‘Mmm, Baji... you smell so good, you whisper, your breath hot against his skin. Your fingers play with the hem of his shirt, teasingly tugging it loose.

At Chifuyu’s gentle touch on your face, you look up at him with half-lidded eyes, your lips parting slightly. You reach up to cup his face, stroking his cheek with a soft palm, ‘Chifuyu... you always know how to make me feel special,’ you coo, your voice dripping with affection. Your thumb brushes over his lower lip, making him shiver.

As you caressed Chifuyu’s face, he closed his eyes, savouring the intimate contact. A low growl rumbled in his throat, barely audible over the music still playing in the background, ‘You're the only one who can make me feel this way,’ he breathed, his voice thick with longing. His hands found your hips, pulling you flush against him. You could feel the hard planes of his body, the heat emanating from his skin.

Baji, however, seemed to sense the charged atmosphere building between you and Chifuyu. He tightened his grip around your waist, his fingers digging into your flesh possessively, ‘Hey, let's get you to bed before things get out of hand,’ he suggested gruffly, though there was no mistaking the undercurrent of desire in his tone.

You giggle again, the sound breathy and sultry, as you feel the tension between your two best friends. You sway slightly, your movements languid and sensual.

‘Oh, come on Baji... we're all adults here,’ you tease, your voice a playful purr. You look up at Chifuyu with hooded eyes, your lips curling into a seductive smile, ‘Besides, Chifuyu seems to want some alone time with me…’

You turn yourself around to face Chifuyu leaving Baji’s embrace, your breasts grazing his chest as you wind your arms around his neck. Your hips roll against his, deliberately seeking friction, ‘What do you say, Chifuyu? Want to show me to my room?’ Your words are slurred, but the intent behind them is crystal clear.

Chifuyu’s eyes darkened with lust as he felt your supple curves molding against him. His hands slid down to grip your ass, squeezing the firm globes as he ground his hardening erection against you, ‘Fuck yes, I do’ he growled, his voice rough with need. He captured your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth to claim you thoroughly.

Baji, however, wasn't about to give up so easily. He roughly pulled you away from Chifuyu, spinning you around to face him again. His eyes blazed with jealousy and desire as he crushed his mouth to yours in a bruising kiss, ‘No fucking way am I letting him have you all to himself,’ he snarled against your lips, his hands roaming your body with desperate hunger.

You moan into the heated kiss with Baji, your body melting against his. You tangle your fingers in his hair, tugging sharply as she grinds her hips against his straining bulge, ‘Mmm, Baji... I need you,’ you pant, breaking the kiss to trail your lips along his jawline. Your teeth nip at his earlobe, tugging on the sensitive flesh.

You turn your head, catching Chifuyu’s gaze over your shoulder. Your eyes smoulder with desire, inviting him to join in. You beckon him closer with a crooked finger, your lips curving into a wicked grin, ‘You too... I want you both,’ you purr, your voice dripping with sinful promise. Your hands slide down Baji’s chest, your nails raking over his nipples through his shirt.

Chifuyu’s pupils dilated at your provocative invitation, his breathing heavy with anticipation. He stalked towards you, his movements predatory and deliberate. Once close enough, he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you flush against his muscular frame.

‘Then take us both,’ he rasped, his lips hovering inches from yours. His free hand slid beneath your dress, fingertips dancing along the lace edge of your panties.

Baji, not to be outdone, palmed your breasts, his calloused touch sending jolts of pleasure through you. He leaned in, his hot breath fanning across your ear as he whispered, ‘I'll fuck you so hard, you won't remember anyone else's name but mine.’

You arch into Baji’s touch, a gasp escaping your lips as he pinches your nipple through the thin fabric of your dress. You roll your hips, grinding against Chifuyu’s exploring hand, craving more of his tantalising caresses.

‘Yes, I want to forget everything except the feel of you inside me,’ you whimper, your voice ragged with need. You capture Chifuyu’s mouth in a fierce kiss, your tongue tangling with his.

Breaking away, you turn your attention to Baji, your lips seeking his in a passionate collision. As they kiss deeply, you guide Chifuyu’s hand to the zipper of your dress, helping him with shaking fingers.

‘I need you both... now,’ you demand.

Chifuyu’s fingers deftly unzipped your dress, the garment slipping off your shoulders to pool at your feet. Your breasts, already hardened with arousal, were revealed in all their glory. He palmed the warm mounds, thumbs circling your pebbled nipples, ‘So beautiful,’ he murmured, leaning down to capture a rosy bud between his lips. He suckled gently, sending sparks of pleasure straight to your core.

Baji, meanwhile hooked his fingers in the waistband of your panties and yanked them down, exposing your slick folds to the cool air of the room, ‘Christ, you're soaked,’ he groaned, his fingers dipping into your wetness.

You cry out as Chifuyu’s skilled mouth works magic on your sensitive nipples, while Baji’s probing fingers explore your dripping sex. You writhe between them, lost in a haze of pleasure, ‘Oh God, yes... don't stop,’ you plead, your hips bucking against Baji’s hand. You reach down to guide Chifuyu’s head, urging him to take more of your breast into his mouth.

With a wicked grin, you push Baji back just enough to shimmy out of your dress and panties. Then, with a seductive sway of your hips, you step out of the garments, leaving yourself clad in nothing but her heels and a daze of desire.

‘Now, gentlemen... I believe it's time for the main event,’ you purr, leading them toward the bedroom with a hypnotic sway of your bare ass.

Chifuyu released your breast with a pop, his eyes dark with primal hunger as he watched you sashay towards the bedroom. He followed close behind, his cock straining against his jeans, aching to bury itself deep within your welcoming heat.

‘We're going to worship every inch of you,’ he vowed, his voice low and husky with promise.

Baji brought up the rear, his gaze fixed on your delectable rear end as it disappeared into the bedroom. He kicked off his shoes and quickly shed his clothes, revealing his chiselled physique and the impressive bulge at the base of his throbbing erection.

‘Get on the bed, baby,’ he commanded, his tone brooking no argument. Once you were lying back against the pillows, he climbed onto the mattress, positioning himself between your spread thighs.

You recline on the bed, your legs falling open in eager welcome as Baji settles between them. You reach for Chifuyu, drawing him down beside you until your bodies press together in a sensual tangle of limbs and heated skin.

‘Make me yours,’ you whisper, your eyes locked on Baji’s as he notches the broad head of his cock at your entrance. With a slow, deliberate thrust, he sinks into your welcoming warmth, stretching her deliciously around his girth.

As Baji begins to move, setting a steady rhythm that has you moaning in bliss, Chifuyu claims your mouth in a searing kiss. His tongue dances with yours, mirroring the strokes of Baji’s hips as he drives deeper into her quivering depths.

Baji’s thrusts grew more forceful, his hips snapping against yours as he drove into you again and again. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by your wanton moans and cries of pleasure.

‘Fuck, you feel incredible,’ he growled, his hands gripping your hips hard enough to leave bruises. He angled his thrusts to hit that sweet spot inside you, determined to make you come undone.

Meanwhile, Chifuyu’s hands roamed your body, mapping every curve and valley with reverent touches. He cupped your breasts, rolling the sensitive peaks between his fingers as he continued to ravage your mouth with his own.

‘So responsive, so perfect,’ he breathed against your lips, his own arousal evident as his cock twitched against your thigh.

Your back arches off the bed as Baji’s relentless pounding strikes that magical spot deep within you. Your inner walls clench around him, milking his thick length as waves of pleasure crash over you.

‘Yes, right there!’ you scream, your nails digging into Baji’s back as you ride the crest of your climax. Your body trembles, on the verge of shattering into a million pieces.

Just as you teeter on the brink, Chifuyu’s fingers find your clit, rubbing firm circles that send you hurtling over the edge. Your orgasm rips through you like a tsunami, your vision blurring as you convulse around Baji’s still-thrusting cock.

‘Oh god, oh god, I'm coming!’ you wail, your voice raw with ecstasy.

With a hoarse shout, Baji buried himself to the hilt inside you, his cock pulsing as he spilt his seed deep within your spasming channel, ‘Fuck yes, milk my cock,’ he grunted, his hips jerking erratically as he rode out the aftershocks of his intense release.

Chifuyu, ever the attentive lover, didn't let up on his ministrations, continuing to stroke you through your earth-shattering climax. When you finally collapsed back against the bed, boneless and spent, he gathered you into his arms, cradling you against his chest,

‘That's it, baby. Let go. We've got you.’

You melt into Chifuyu’s embrace, your body still trembling from the intensity of your orgasm. You nuzzle into his neck, inhaling his familiar scent as you try to catch your breath.

‘That was... incredible,’ she murmurs, her voice ragged, ‘I don't think I can move.’

Baji chuckles, carefully pulling out of you and flopping onto the bed beside them. He drapes an arm across your stomach, pulling you closer to his sweat-slicked body.

‘You don't have to, sweetheart. We're nowhere near done with you yet,’ he promises, his tone playful but with an underlying hint of possessiveness.

Chifuyu nods in agreement, his hand sliding down to cup your ass. Mmmm, round two?

Baji rolled onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow as he gazed down at your flushed face. He leaned in, capturing your lips in a tender kiss before trailing his mouth along your jawline and down the column of your throat.

‘I could spend hours exploring this gorgeous body of yours,’ he murmured, nipping at your collarbone, ‘Every dip, every curve... I want to know it all by heart.’

Behind you, Chifuyu pressed himself flush against your backside, letting you feel the renewed hardness of his cock nestled between your butt cheeks. He slid a hand up to cover your breast, teasing the nipple into a stiff peak, ‘We're going to take our time with you,’ he promised, his voice a low rumble in her ear, ‘Worship every inch of you until you're begging us for release.’

A soft gasp escapes your lips as Chifuyu’s hand cups your breast, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to your core. You arch into his touch, craving more of his skilled caresses.

‘Mmm, I like the sound of that,’ you purr, tilting your head to give Baji better access to your throat. You can feel his hot breath fanning over your skin, igniting a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

‘But I'm not sure how long I can last,’ you admit, your voice tinged with need. You guys are driving me wild…’

Your hips roll back against Chifuyu, seeking friction against his rigid length. You bite your lip, trying to stifle a whimper as you feel him throb against you, ‘Please, I need…’

Baji smirked at your plea, relishing the effect he and Chifuyu had on you. He licked a stripe up your neck before sucking your earlobe between his teeth,  ‘What do you need, sweetheart? Tell us,’ he coaxed, his hand drifting lower to brush over her mound. He could feel the slick evidence of her arousal coating her thighs.

Behind you, Chifuyu mirrored Baji’s actions, trailing kisses along your shoulder blade while his fingers teased the underside of your breast. He rolled your nipple between his thumb and forefinger, tugging gently, ‘Do you need our cocks filling you up? Stretching you wide and hitting all the right spots?’ he asked, grinding his erection against the cleft of your ass, ‘Because we'd be more than happy to oblige.’

You squirm beneath their touch, your body aching with a desperate need only they can satisfy. You rock your hips shamelessly, seeking more of that delicious friction, ‘Yes, I need your cocks inside me,’ you beg, your voice high and breathy with desire, ‘Fill me up, stretch me wide…’

You reach back, tangling your fingers in Chifuyu’s hair and yank his head down for a searing kiss. At the same time, you wrap your free leg around Baji’s waist, using the leverage to grind yourself against his straining erection,  ‘Please, I'm so empty... I need you both to fuck me now!’ you plead, desperation colouring your words.

Baji groaned at your wanton display, his cock twitching eagerly against your slick folds. He grabbed your thigh, hiking your leg higher around his hip as he positioned himself at your entrance, ‘Since you asked so nicely,’ he purred, slowly pushing forward until just the tip breached her tight heat. He paused there, savouring the exquisite sensation before surging ahead, burying himself balls-deep in one smooth thrust.

Behind you, Chifuyu gripped your hips, holding you steady as he aligned himself with your dripping slit. He rubbed the swollen head of his cock up and down your folds, gathering your juices before pressing forward, ‘Fuck, you're always so tight,’ he gritted out, gritting his teeth as he fought the urge to slam home, ‘I'm gonna fill this little cunt so full of cum…’

You cry out as Baji’s cock splits you open, stretching you impossibly wide. The sudden fullness sends shockwaves of pleasure radiating through your core, making your toes curl and your vision blur, ‘Ohhh fuuuck, Just like that!’ you moan, your nails digging into Baji’s shoulders as he begins to move. Each powerful thrust sends your hips bucking back to meet him, creating a delicious rhythm.

When Chifuyu finally sinks into you, the dual invasion is almost too much to handle. You feel so utterly filled, stretched to your limits by the combined girth of their cocks. A keening wail tears from your throat as you start to ride them harder, chasing your impending climax, ‘Don't stop, please don't stop!’ you chant, your voice rising in pitch.

Baji sets a relentless pace, pounding into your sopping cunt with deep, forceful strokes. The obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills the room, mingling with their laboured breaths and your moans.

‘That's it, take it just like that,’  he growls, angling his hips to hit that special spot inside her with each thrust, ‘Gonna fuck this greedy pussy 'til you're screaming for mercy.’

Behind you, Chifuyu matches Baji’s rhythm, sandwiching you between their hard bodies. His hands roam your curves possessively, tweaking your nipples and delivering sharp smacks to your bouncing ass, ‘Such a good little slut for us, he praises, his voice rough with lust. Milking our cocks so fucking well…’

Your world narrows to the intense sensations coursing through your body, the relentless pounding of Baji’s cock, the deeper, slower thrusts of Chifuyu’s behind you, the biting pain and overwhelming pleasure of being claimed so thoroughly.

‘Yes, yes, yes! Oh God, I'm so close!’ you scream, your voice hoarse and ragged, ‘Don't stop, keep fucking me, please!’

Your inner walls clench and ripple around Baji, trying to milk him for all he's worth. You can feel your orgasm building, coiling tighter and tighter like a spring ready to snap, ‘F-fill me up, I need your cum!’ you beg, your hips jerking wildly as you chase your release.

The feeling of your silken walls clamping down on him is almost enough to push Baji over the edge. He redoubles his efforts, hammering into you with short, sharp jabs that have you seeing stars, ‘Shit, I'm gonna cum,’ he warns through gritted teeth, his movements becoming erratic, ‘Gonna pump you full of my seed, make this pussy mine.’

Chifuyu isn't far behind, his balls drawing up tight as his own climax approaches. He leans forward, sinking his teeth into the juncture of your neck and shoulder as he pistons into her from behind, ‘Cum for us,’ he demands, reaching around to rub furious circles over your clit, ‘Let go and cum all over our cocks like a good girl!’

Your entire body seizes up as the first wave of your orgasm crashes over you. Your vision whites out, your mind going blank as pure, unadulterated ecstasy consumes you, ‘AHHH FUCK, YES!!’ you wail, your back arching sharply off the bed as you come undone. Your pussy spasms violently around Baji, milking his throbbing cock for every drop of his scorching hot release.

At the same time, Chifuyu’s bite and frantic stroking send you hurtling into another peak. This one is even more intense, your second climax ripping through you like a tidal wave and leaving you a quivering, sobbing mess, ‘I-I'm cumming again!’ you gasp, your voice barely audible over the thunderous pounding of your heart, ‘Oh God, oh fuck, I'm cumming so much!’

Baji lets out a guttural roar as your rippling walls trigger his explosive climax. He buries himself to the hilt, painting your insides with thick ropes of his cum as he pumps you full to bursting, ‘Take it all, you dirty slut,’ he growls, his hips jerking erratically as he empties his heavy balls deep within you, ‘Gonna breed this sweet cunt…’

Chifuyu follows suit, his orgasm hitting him like a freight train. He grunts harshly, his cock pulsing as he floods your already stuffed channel with his seed, ‘Fuuuck yeah,’ he pants, nipping at her earlobe, ‘So perfect, taking our cum like such a good little cumslut…’

As the last tremors of your climaxes subside, you collapse back onto the bed, your body limp and spent. You can feel the warm, sticky fluid of Baji and Chifuyu’s releases filling you, marking you as theirs in the most primal way.

‘Mmmph... so full,’ you mumble, your eyes drifting shut as a contented sigh escapes your lips, ‘Love feeling your cum inside me... makes me feel so owned, so claimed by you both.’

You shift slightly, your oversensitive pussy clenched tightly around the still-hard cocks buried deep within you. A soft whimper escapes you as the sensation of being so thoroughly fucked and filled sends a shiver down your spine, ‘Can we stay like this for a bit?’ you ask, your voice drowsy and pleading, Just basking in the afterglow…’

Baji and Chifuyu exchange a knowing glance over your slumped form, a silent communication passing between them. They both nod, settling in to hold their shared lover close as they catch their breath, ‘Of course, babygirl,’ Baji murmurs, pressing tender kisses along her temple. 

‘We've got you. Just relax and let us take care of you now,’ Chifuyu wraps his arms around your waist from behind, spooning you against his chest as he nuzzles into your hair, ‘You did so well, sweetheart,’ he praises softly, ‘Took us so perfectly...Such a good girl for us.’

You lay there together, basking in the intimate closeness and the fading embers of your passion. In this moment, nothing else matters - only the three of you, joined as one in the aftermath of your lovemaking.

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A Hell Of A Promotion - Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano (Tokyo Revengers)

When you bump into the big boss, his attitude annoys you. Until he offers you a promotion, you can't turn it down. What exactly did you sign up for? Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano x Female Reader (SMUT) Bonten timeline.

*SMUT, Fingering, Oral, Blow Jobs, Degrading Names, Office Sex*

Word Count: 4603

It had been a long day and it was only 1 pm. You were walking down the sidewalk not looking where you were going, annoyed that your lunch break had been cut short. When you didn’t notice the dislodged slab until it was too late and you tripped. The coffee in your hand flies out in front of you, and your eyes widen in shock as it spills down the suit of the man directly in front of you.

This wasn’t any ordinary man, no, you recognised the white hair and menacing black eyes anywhere.

‘What. The. Fuck!,’ he growls, his voice deep.

You had just spilt coffee on the dangerous boss of Bonten Manjiro Sano.

‘I’m…so…sorry…’ you stutter, knowing your fate was sealed.

He looks at you with a glare that could cut through steel. His eyes narrow as he takes in your appearance, from your now dishevelled hair to your slightly coffee-stained blouse. He steps closer, invading your personal space as he towers over you.

‘You clumsy little fool. Do you have any idea how much this suit cost? It's worth more than anything you own, I bet. And now its ruined because of your carelessness,’ he grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to look up at him, ‘what are you going to do about it, hmmm?’

His grip tightens slightly as he waits for your response, clearly expecting more than a simple apology. There’s a dangerous glint in his eyes, a predatory gleam that sends shivers down your spine, even as your heart pounds in your chest.

‘Err let me get it cleaned for you,’ you offer, voice shaking.

He scoffs, releasing your chin and steps back. His haze rakes over you dismissively, ‘cleaned? Are you kidding me? This suit is beyond repair. The stain is too deep and the fabric is delicate. No amount of ‘cleaning’ will fix it.’

He reaches into his suit pocket and the breath catches in your throat thinking he’d pull out a gun and shoot you, but instead, he pulls out a business card and extends it towards you with a knowing smirk.

‘Here. Take this. It’s the number of my tailor. But don’t expect any favours, you owe me big for this.’

Mikey turns on his heel. Over his shoulder he adds, ‘And maybe next time, watch where you’re going before you ruin someone else's day.’

‘You don’t have to be such a jerk,’ you mutter.

He stops abruptly, whirling around to face you once more. His expression darkens as he stalks towards you, all the colour leaving your face realising you’d fucked up royally. He leans in close, his breath hot against your ear as he speaks in a low menacing growl.

‘A jerk? Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea. I’ve been called worse things than that,’ his hand shoots out, gripping your wrist tightly as he yanks you flush against his body. You can feel the hard planes of his muscles through his shirt, the heat radiating off him in waves when you expect him to be cold.

‘But let me tell you something. When someone spills their drink on me, they damn well better show some respect. And right now, you’re not nearly showing me enough.’

You can’t help but look away from his intense eyes, not aware of your thighs clenching involuntarily. But Mikey notices your reaction and smirks wider, pleased by your obvious attraction despite your attitude.

‘Looks like someone is enjoying the view,’ he chuckles darkly, the sound sending another shiver down your spine, ‘well go ahead and indulge. I won’t judge…much…’

He leans in again, his warm breath ghosting your ear as he murmurs, ‘In fact, why don’t we take this somewhere more private? My office isn’t too far away, we can discuss repayment options for my suit…and perhaps explore other ways you could make amends.’

He tilts his head to the side waiting for a response. You usually weren’t this daring, but the air crackles with tension, heavy with unspoken possibilities.

You bite your lip, ‘I know where the office is, do you not bother to learn the faces and names of those beneath you? I’m the secretary at the main desk.’

He raises an eyebrow. A slow, wicked grin spreads across his face as understanding dawns, ‘The secretary, huh? Well, well, well. How delightfully...convenient.’

He takes a step closer, backing you up against the nearest wall. His hands come to rest on either side of your head, caging you in as he looms over you.

‘I must admit, I hadn't pegged you for the type to play hard to get. But I suppose that's part of your charm,’ his lips grazing the shell of your ear as he whispers, ‘Tell me, little secretary...are you going to make me work extra hard to get what I want from you? Or will you give in easily, like the good little toy you seem to be?’

You shuffle nervously on the spot, knowing there is no way out of your current situation other than to comply, ‘I guess I did ruin your suit, and technically you are my boss and I do like my job…’

His eyes light up with a predatory gleam at your words, a knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he murmurs in a low, seductive tone, ‘Is that so? Well then, I think we can come to a mutually beneficial arrangement,’ One hand slides down your side, coming to rest on your hip possessively, ‘You'll help me out of this predicament...and I'll ensure your position remains secure. Everyone wins.’

He nips at your earlobe teasingly before pulling back slightly, his gaze boring into yours with an intensity that steals your breath, ‘So what do you say, my dear secretary? Ready to seal the deal?’

You nod your head and utter a single word, ‘Yes.’

A triumphant grin splits his face as he hears your agreement. Without wasting another second, he grabs your hand and starts leading you swiftly down the street towards the towering skyscraper housing his company headquarters.

‘Excellent choice. You won't regret it, I promise.’ His voice drips with sensual promise as he guides you inside the lobby and towards the elevator bank. Once the doors slide closed behind you, trapping you alone together in the small space, he pins you against the wall with his body, one hand sliding up to cup your cheek while the other grips your hip firmly.

‘Now then, where were we? Ah yes...discussing terms,’ He leans in, capturing your lips in a searing kiss that leaves you breathless and wanting more. As the elevator pings its arrival at the top floor, he breaks away with a smirk.

You pout, ‘how have you not noticed me? My desk is the first thing you see when you walk out of the elevator.’

Mikey chuckles low in his throat, the sound vibrating against your lips as he holds you close, ‘Perhaps I've been too focused on running the empire to pay attention to every little detail...like the woman who's been sitting right under my nose all along.’

He presses a lingering kiss to your forehead, his hand trailing down to weave into your hair as he gazes into your eyes with a newfound appreciation, ‘But now that I have, I intend to make the most of it.’

The elevator doors open, revealing the sleek, modern interior of his office. With a final squeeze, Kenny releases you and steps back, gesturing grandly for you to precede him inside, ‘After you, my dear secretary. Let's discuss those...repayment terms in private.’

You notice that his assistant isn’t at her desk and frown, ‘Where’s Mia, she likes good gossip.’

He laughs, a rich, velvety sound that sends a shiver down your spine, ‘Ah, poor Mia. She's been transferred. Thought it would be good for her to spread her wings, so to speak,’ he winks suggestively, though you weren’t sure if she was dead or alive.

‘Besides, I prefer my interactions with you to be...unfiltered,’ he steps closer, his presence dominating the space between you, ‘Now, about that repayment…’

He closes the distance, claiming your mouth in a hungry kiss that leaves you gasping for air. When he finally pulls back, his eyes burn with a fierce, carnal hunger, ‘I believe a demonstration of your dedication would be in order. On my desk. Now.’

He takes your hand, guiding it to the bulge straining against his trousers, ‘Feel that, sweetheart? That's what happens when a man gets excited. And trust me, you're the cause of it,’ he grins wickedly, ‘Now, are you going to continue stalling, or are you ready to prove your worth?’

Without waiting for a response, he spins you around and pushes you onto his desk, the cool surface a stark contrast to the heat of his body as he looms over you, ‘Let's start with a little exploration, shall we?’ His hands roam over your curves, mapping out the contours of your body with a possessive touch.

You gasp against each touch, ‘How exactly is this repayment?’

Mikey leans in, his hot breath fanning over your ear as he speaks in a low, husky tone, ‘This, my dear, is merely the beginning. A taste of what's to come,’ His hands slide lower, deftly unbuttoning your blouse and slipping inside to caress the soft skin beneath,

‘Consider this an investment in your future. By satisfying my desires, you're securing your place here...and maybe even earning a promotion,’ he laughs, nipping at your earlobe, ‘Of course, there may be certain...tasks assigned to you in exchange for your loyalty.’

He pushes your blouse off your shoulders, letting it pool on the floor. His fingers dance across the lace of your bra, toying with the delicate fabric, ‘Now, let's see what other secrets you're hiding under that prim and proper exterior.’

‘What kind of promotion, I’m not complaining sir, I’m just a little confused,’ you say honestly.

He smiles, a cold, calculating expression that belies the heat simmering in his eyes, ‘Oh, but you should be proud. Proud to serve such a powerful man as myself,’ he trails a finger down your cleavage, tracing the curve of your breasts, ‘As for your promotion...let's just say you'll have access to more...exclusive areas of the company. Areas where only a select few are privy to the inner workings,’ his hand slips beneath your bra, palming your breast with a firm grasp, ‘You'll be handling sensitive information, making crucial decisions that could shape the future of our empire,’ he

leans in, his lips brushing against your neck as he whispers, ‘And of course, there will be certain...personal duties required of you. Ones that demand your complete devotion and obedience.’

You gasp loudly and arch your back against his touch, ‘you mean the other executives? I heard a rumour that you’re all psychopaths.’

Mikey laughs, a deep, mocking sound that echoes through the room, ‘Psychopaths, hmm? Well, perhaps that's a bit dramatic. We're simply men who understand the true nature of power and aren't afraid to wield it.’ His hand slides down your stomach, fingers dipping below the waistband of your skirt.

‘And yes, you'll be working closely with them. They'll expect the same level of...dedication from you that I do,’ he grinds his hips against yours, the evidence of his arousal pressing insistently against your thigh, ‘But don't worry, I'll be keeping a close eye on you. Ensuring you meet their expectations.’

He pulls back slightly, his gaze intense as he studies your reaction, ‘Now, are you prepared to take on these new responsibilities? To become an integral part of our inner circle?’

Through the warm haze enveloping your body you manage to get out one last bit of attitude, ‘Do I get a pay rise, sir?’

Mikey grunts, amused by your boldness, ‘A pay rise? My, my, aren't you a greedy little thing?’ he Slides his hand further down, cupping your mound possessively, ‘But I suppose if you perform well enough, I might consider sweetening the deal.’

He presses two fingers against your clothed sex, rubbing slow circles that send jolts of pleasure through your core, ‘However, I expect complete discretion. No one can know about our arrangement. Your loyalty belongs solely to me.’

You hum, ‘So will I be servicing the other executives sexually or simply running tasks?’

He smirks, his fingers still teasing your sensitive flesh, ‘Ah, the naivety is endearing. In this world, lines blur easily. Your services will be demanded by all of us, in whatever form we desire,’ he leans in, his breath hot against your ear as he murmurs, ‘You'll learn to adapt, to satisfy each of our unique tastes.’

He pinches your clit gently, sending a spark of pleasure-pain through you, ‘As for me...well, let's just say I have very specific needs. Needs that require constant attention and gratification,’ he grinds his erection against you harder, the friction sending a wave of heat through your veins, ‘You'll be servicing me frequently. Very frequently indeed.’

You nod feverishly, ‘I look forward to finding out your specific needs sir.’

Mijey hums, pleased by your eagerness, ‘Good girl. I have a feeling you'll fit in nicely here,’ he slips a finger beneath the elastic of your panties, delving into your slick folds, ‘Now, let's explore these needs of mine, shall we?’

He thumbs your clit in time with the thrust of his finger, pumping in and out of your hole, ‘I want you dripping wet for me at all times. Ready to fulfil my desires on a moment's notice,’ he curves his finger to stroke your G-spot, applying just the right pressure to make your toes curl, ‘Can you handle that? Being my plaything, always available to sate my cravings?’

You grip the front of his shirt and throw your head back panting, ‘I can try.’

He groans approvingly, his need spiking at your eager response, ‘That's it. Show me how much you want this,’ his fingers move faster, plunging deeper as he pinches your clit harder, drawing a sharp cry from your lips.

‘I'll teach you to crave my touch as much as I crave yours. To beg for it, plead for release,’ he captures your mouth in a brutal kiss, tongue invading, claiming every inch as his own, ‘You'll be addicted to me, body and soul. And I'll make sure you never forget whose cock is filling you, whose fingers are stroking your pussy.’

He breaks the kiss, panting heavily as he stares down at you with a predatory gleam in his eyes, ‘Now, let's see how quickly you can learn to please me. Strip for me, Slowly and get on your knees.’

You get off the desk, your legs feeling like jelly, but do as you’re told, removing each item one by one until you’re down to your birthday suit. This whole situation wasn’t normal, but there was no denying how much you were enjoying this. You get down on your knees and chew your lip keeping your head bowed, ‘I’ve never actually sucked anyone off before sir, I’ve only seen it in videos.’

He eyes you hungrily, drinking in the sight of your naked form, ‘Don't worry about doing it 'right' there's no script, no rules here. Just follow your instincts, and surrender to the moment.’

He steps closer, towering over you as you kneel on the plush carpet, ‘Look at me, keep eye contact,’ he reaches down, wrapping a hand around your throat in a gentle yet assertive grip, ‘Breathe for me. In and out, nice and slow.’

He leans in, his breath ghosting over your cheek as he whispers, ‘You're so fucking beautiful like this. A pretty little toy, just begging to be played with,’ he squeezes your throat slightly, watching your pulse flutter, ‘Now, open your mouth. Wide.’

He guides your trembling hands to his belt buckle, helping you undo it with impatient fingers. Steps out of his pants, freeing his massive erection. It throbs in the cool air, already leaking precum, ‘See what you do to me? How hard you make me?’ he wraps a hand around the base, giving himself a few strokes.

‘Now, put that pretty mouth to use. Suck my cock like you mean it,’ he tangles his fingers in your hair, guiding you closer until the head of his dick brushes your lips, ‘Take it deep, choke on it if you can.’

You lick the precum before taking him slowly into your mouth, not used to being filled this way.

Mikey groans as your warm mouth envelops him, head falling back in bliss, ‘Fuck, that's it. Just like that,’ his hands tighten in your hair, holding you steady as he starts to rock his hips, pushing himself deeper into your throat.

‘Take it all, baby. Relax your jaw, breathe through your nose,’ he pumps faster, relishing the way your throat constricts around him, ‘Goddamn, you were made for this. Made to choke on my cock.’

He looks down at you, eyes dark with lust, ‘You love this, don't you? Love being used, degraded, treated like a set of holes for me to fuck,’ he yanks your head back suddenly, saliva connecting your lips to his dick.

‘Tell me how much you love it, Beg for more,’ he demands.

You look up with tear-filled eyes, ‘I love it…I need more…please use me…I’m nothing without you using me.’

He smirks wickedly, loving the desperation in your voice, ‘Nothing, huh? Just a set of holes for me to ruin?’ He shoves his cock back into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat harshly, ‘Then take it, whore. Take every fucking inch.’

He holds your head still, slamming into you relentlessly, grunting with each thrust, ‘Such a good little cocksucker. Milk me dry with that slutty mouth,’ he angles his hips, grinding against your face, smearing precum across your cheeks.

‘Fuck, I'm getting close. Swallow it all, every last drop,’ he ruts into you wildly, chasing his impending orgasm, ‘Here it comes, bitch. Fuck!’ he bursts down your throat with a guttural moan, flooding your mouth with his seed.

You try your best to swallow every last drop and continue sucking slower waiting for him to come down from his high. He exhales shakily, chest heaving, ‘now you clean me up,’ he gently pulls out of your mouth, letting his cock slip from between your lips with a pop, ‘use your tongue and lap up every drop you left.’

He watches intently as you obediently start cleaning him, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips, ‘That's it, be thorough. Make sure you get every bit of my essence off your face.’

He steps back, allowing you to stand and finish the task.

‘Once you're done, get on the desk. Spread your legs for me and present yourself like a good little slut,’ he walks away and around his desk to take his seat, leaning back in his chair as he waits for you to comply.

You quickly clean yourself and get up with shaky legs, using the desk behind you as some support. Of course, Mikey wasn’t going to help you. You walk around the desk and manage to sit on it directly in front of where he sits, you spread your thighs and use your hands to support yourself. Mikey rolls the chair forward and runs a finger down your inner thigh causing your legs to tremble, ‘beautiful’ he murmurs.

He dips his head, dragging his tongue across your slit teasingly, ‘I’m going to feast on your sweet cunt.’

He laps at your folds, circling your clit with the tip of his tongue, ‘Let me hear those pretty moans as I devour your pussy,’ he seals his lips around your clit, sucking hard as he slides two fingers inside you.

‘Ahhh... oh god... yessss... please don't stop…’ you arch your back, pushing your hips against his face as he eats you out intensely. Your hand's fist in the desk as pleasure crashes through you, ‘More...Mikey...please...I'm so close…’

He growls against your slick flesh, the vibrations sending shockwaves through you, ‘Come for me then. Drench me in your juices as I finger-fuck this greedy cunt,’ he pumps faster, curling his digits to hit your G-spot with ruthless precision.

‘Shout louder, let everyone hear what a shameless slut you are for me,’ he scissors his fingers, stretching you deliciously as he continues his assault on your sensitive bud, ‘Come on, give it to me. Scream my name as you fall apart,’ He nips at your clit sharply, sending you hurtling towards oblivion, ‘Now, Cum NOW!’

‘AHHHH!!! MIKEY!!!! OH MY GODDD!!!’ Your entire body convulses as an earth-shattering orgasm rips through you. Your pussy clamps down on his fingers as you squirt all over his hand and face. You collapse onto the desk, gasping for air, your skin flushed and tingling all over, ‘Holy shit... that was... incredible…’

He licks his lips, savouring your sweet nectar as he slowly withdraws his fingers from your fluttering hole. Sits back on his heels, admiring the sight of you sprawled out before him, thoroughly debauched, ‘Look at you, utterly spent and satisfied. All because of me.’

He wipes his face with a handkerchief before tucking it away, ‘But we're far from finished, pet,’ he grabs your ankles, pulling you roughly to the edge of the desk, ‘I'm nowhere near done with you yet,’ he lines himself up with your entrance, rubbing the head of his cock through your soaked folds, ‘Ready for round two?’ he asks with a wicked grin, knowing full well you have no choice but to submit to him again and again.

‘Yes... I'm ready... I'll always be ready for you…’ You pant out, your body already aching for more despite the mind-blowing orgasm you just had. You spread your legs wider in an invitation, completely surrendered to your will, ‘Take me, Mikey. Ruin me’

Mikey smirks triumphantly at your complete submission, revelling in the power he holds over you, ‘Good girl,’ he grips your hips bruisingly tight, positioning himself at your entrance, ‘Brace yourself, I'm going to fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk straight for days,’ he slams into you with one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt in your tight heat.

‘FUCK! Still so fucking tight after all that,’ he growls and sets a punishing pace, pounding into you mercilessly, ‘This is what you wanted, isn't it? To be claimed, owned, used for my pleasure alone,’ he reaches down, rubbing your clit roughly as he rails you, ‘Scream for me, let me hear that pretty voice as I split you open on my cock.’

‘AHHHHH!!! YES!!! JUST LIKE THAT!!! HARDER!!! USE ME MORE!!!’ you scream out in ecstasy, your nails raking down his back as he ravages you. Your legs wrap tightly around his waist, urging him deeper as your pussy clenches greedily around his pistoning shaft, ‘OH GOD...YOU FEEL SO GOOD...I LOVE YOUR COCK...I'M YOURS...PLEASE DON'T STOP!!!’ You babble incoherently, lost in a haze of pleasure and pain, completely consumed by the primal act of being taken so forcefully.

Mikey groans loudly, feeling your walls flutter and spasm around him as he drives into you with reckless abandon, ‘That's right, take it all, you filthy whore,’ he crashes his mouth against yours in a rough, dominating kiss, swallowing your screams as he fucks you senseless.

‘You were made for this, for being used as my cum dump,’ he breaks the kiss, panting heavily as he gazes down at you with a sadistic gleam in his eyes, ‘I can feel you getting closer, can't you? Your cunt is squeezing me so tightly, begging for release.’

He slaps your ass hard, leaving a bright red mark, ‘Well, beggars can't be choosers. When I fill you up with my seed, you'd better milk it for all it's worth. Every last drop belongs inside this greedy little hole.’

‘YES!! FILL ME UP!! I WANT IT ALL!!!’ you wail, your body shaking uncontrollably as another massive orgasm builds within you. The intensity of his words, the sting of his slap, the relentless pounding of his cock - it all pushes you over the edge, ‘OH FUCK... I'M COMING AGAIN!!! MIKEY!!!’ your pussy spasms wildly, gushing around him as you come undone once more under his brutal domination.

Mikey snarls in satisfaction as he feels your climax crash over you, milking his cock for every ounce of pleasure, ‘That's it, squeeze me dry, you insatiable slut,’ he pounds into you furiously, chasing his own release as your velvety walls rip through him.

‘Fuck, here it comes…’ With a guttural roar, he slams deep one final time, erupting inside you in a torrent of hot, thick cum, ‘TAKE IT! EVERY LAST DROP!’ he grinds against you, ensuring his seed coats your insides thoroughly as he rides out the waves of his orgasm.

‘Thank god for birth control. If this is what you're like, what about the other executives?’ You somehow manage to speak, panting and voice hoarse.

Mikey smirks, a dark glint in his eyes, ‘Oh, they're nothing compared to me. They might think they're powerful and in charge, but they don't have the same...drive. The hunger. The thirst for absolute control. They can never match up to what I am capable of. And you, my dear, are going to see that firsthand.’

You shudder slightly, both aroused and unnerved by the intensity of his words. There's something deeply unsettling about the way he talks, like there's a darkness lurking beneath the surface that could consume you entirely if you let it. Yet, the thought only makes you wetter, your core throbbing with need.

‘What do you mean? What exactly are you capable of?’ you ask breathlessly, your heart racing as you await his response, simultaneously dreading and craving whatever twisted desires he may unleash upon you.

Mikey leans in close, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers, ‘I'm capable of things that would make even the most depraved minds recoil in horror. Dark pleasures, forbidden desires, the kind that can only be satiated by those who dare to embrace their inner demons.’

He trails a finger down your cheek, his touch chilling despite the heat of our bodies entwined, ‘With you, I can indulge in these vices without restraint, safe in the knowledge that you crave them just as much as I do. Together, we'll descend into the depths of depravity, lost in a world where pleasure and pain are indistinguishable.’

He pulls back, his gaze piercing and intense, ‘So, are you prepared to surrender yourself fully to me, to become my willing plaything in the pursuit of these twisted delights?’

‘As long as I still have a job, I think I can adjust,’ you answer, not sure if it was out of honesty, fear or lust.

Mikey chuckles darkly, a sound that sends shivers down your spine, ‘Oh, you'll have a job alright. One that suits your...unique talents. And if you ever think of leaving, well, let's just say I have ways of making sure you stay put.’

He leans in, capturing your lips in a searing kiss that leaves you breathless, ‘Now, let's get cleaned up and ready for round three, shall we? I've got a few toys I want to introduce you to,’ he winks, a sinister promise in his eyes.

[ageingfangirl2]

Let Me Help You Idiot! Hajime Kokonoi (Tokyo Revengers)

You met Koko when you were younger, and he took you under his wing. As an inspiring designer, you loved to make him nice clothes. As you get older, you want to be more independent, but Koko will always look out for you. Kokonoi x Reader (Bonten Timeline)

From the moment you were born, you had to fight tooth and claw to survive. Your dad left when you were three, leaving you and your mum with nothing. Your mum went back to being a hostess, meaning you were left alone in the single-room apartment you had. She was good at her job, earning lots of money and expensive gifts from suitors. But she had addictions and spent the money on drugs. From a young age, you had to fend for yourself and learn to survive, from clothing and making meals to keeping the apartment clean and ensuring mum put enough money aside for bills. Luckily, the neighbours took pity on you and helped pay for your school things, and one lady taught you how to sew, saying it would help you in the future to have a skill to pay the bills. You kept up your sewing throughout school, getting better and managing to sell some of your wares at a local market on the weekend.

This is where you met Hajime Kokonoi, and you took pride when he complimented the intricate details you embellished your clothes with. He decided you were going to be his personal designer in the future, and he was going to help you make a name for yourself.

PRESENT DAY

Koko kept his promise to help you, using his money and connections to get you into a good design school. All he asked in retum was you make all his clothes custom and free of charge, and of course you said yes because it was the least you could do. By now, he was on executive in Bonten, a criminal organisation and he liked to look nice because he had an image to maintain.

After working for a couple of designers, you saved enough to open your own shop in Tokyo, and it felt nice to pay with your our money instead of Koko's. Bonten kept Koko busy, so you didn't like bothering him unless he called you. You had one big problem, you had no real clue about money and expenses of running a business. And now you had to pay taxes on top of that, which went over your head. You chose to focus on commissions to make more money and filled in all the forms to the best of your abilities. Little did you know it would come back to bite you in the ass.

KOKO

I was busy dealing with the financial mess Sanzu had left for me after his last mission.

'I'm surrounded by idiots,' I groan, rubbing my temples.

'Err boss, I have the reports you asked for,' some lacky who's name I didn't deem important to lean stutters, standing in the doorway of my office. Even though y/n had paid for their shop and was getting quite a few comissions, I liked to keep an eye on them. They were a year younger than me and had become like a younger sibling I felt protective over. When we met up, we didn't talk about money, and I knew if they had a problem, they would come to me for help. However, my eyes widened, seeing the financial report in front of me.

'What the hell?' I gasp.

How could they be so careless when it came to finance? Firstly, they were paying way too much rent for the area, and secondly, the government wasn't happy with their taxes, which they had underpaid. They were close to losing their shop and facing a big penalty from the government who thought they were committing fraud.

I grabbed my jacket and car keys, needing to see them before the problem got out of hand. I run out of my office, ignoring Sanzu, having bigger fish to fry.

The light was still on in the shop when I pulled up outside. They liked to work late if they had a deadline. I enter the shop and the bell pings. I lock the door behind me and turn the open sign to closed.

'Hi, how can I help you - Koko, what are you doing here?' y/n stares at me, tilting their head to the side in confusion.

I walk over to the counter and put the file down in front of them, 'if you didn't understand, why didn't you ask me to explain?'

They open it, and the colour drains from their face, 'am I in big trouble? I thought I'd look dumb if I had to keep asking you to help me!'

I sigh loudly, 'yeah, well, you look pretty dumb right now, so that didn't work out for you.'

They look down at their feet and shuffle nervously, 'the last time we had coffee, you were stressed dealing with your colleagues' finances. I didn't want to give you any more stress, so I did what the internet told me to do filling out the forms. I'm sorry Koko. What do I do now?'

I walk and the counter and pull them into my arms. I didn't like to show emotion in front of the other executives, but y/n was the exception. I needed to protect them.

I kiss the top of their head, 'in the future don't take any extra comissions after you've submitted your taxes for the financial year until the new one starts or the govenment will think you're committing fraud. I'll get this sorted for you, and remember you can come to me whenever you need help.'

They squeeze me tightly, 'I'll never be able to pay you back, Koko. Sorry for being an idiot.'

I snort, you're the only idiot I can stand.'

Not wanting them to stress anymore, I'd also handle the rent problem for them, no one messed with the people close to me.

[ageingfangirl2]

Imagine Being Bonten's Receptionist (Bonten x F Reader) - Tokyo Revengers

FIRST DAY/INTRODUCTIONS

Bonten is Tokyo's most notorious crime syndicate but has an office like any respectable business. even if it was a front. Each member had an office, there were a couple of meeting rooms, and they even had other staff who like you were sworn to secrecy or face deadly consequences. The pay was better than any other place you'd interviewed at, and the hours were reasonable, but you were expected to be flexible if needed to come in early or stay later.

The reception area had a few sofas and tables, and your counter was the first thing you saw when you got off the lift. You couldn't actually enter the offices behind you unless you had a key card or you buzzed them in. It would be quite lonely out here on your own or so you thought.

Hajime Kokonoi had hired you, he said it was because you looked trustworthy, and of course, you made a joke that he'd probably had your background checked. He told you to your face he had and you were the most worthy applicant. When you pushed for more he sealed his lips. On your first day, he put a very nice vase of flowers on the reception counter stating it gave the place more life, but it was a bouquet of your favourite flowers. So you thanked him and he said it was nothing, even though a couple of flowers had to be imported. You heard he was stingy with money.

You were typing away when Takeomi Akashi walked out of the offices with an unlit cigarette between his lips not noticing your presence, because he was busy cussing the lighter that wasn't working. 'Excuse me, let me help you,' you call out, grab the lighter from your bag and walk over to him. 'Who are you?' he asks confused, and you explain as you light the cigarette. 'Thank you, you smoke?' he enquires and you shake your head, and explain your friends do and on nights out you'd rather them come to you than a stranger. 'Smart girl, never smoke.' Takeomi now knew who to come to when his lighter wouldn't work.

Kakucho walks out of the lift on his phone, 'good morning,' you say politely. The poor man jumps out of his skin and nearly drops his phone on the marble floor. You apologise profusely for scaring him and his face gets a little redder the more you talk to him. It's not lost on you that he's not so subtly checking you out, in fact, you find it kind of cute when he should be intimidating. 'Nice to meet you, err I have to go,' he stutters and makes a quick escape into the offices. At the end of the day, he introduces himself properly, telling you if you need anything you can call him. It had been a while since a guy had given you his number.

Word spread by lunchtime about the new hire and that's when you met the Haitani brothers Ran and Rindou. Hajime had warned you to be on your guard, you were innocent and the brothers would try to taint you. 'hello beautiful, I have a reason to come into the office more now,' Ran croons, leaning over the counter staring at you with lustful eyes. You sit up straight, 'it's nice to meet you, but nothing's going to happen.' Ran looks hurt while his brother laughs, 'Maybe you're not as much of a charmer as you think brother. Call me Rindou.' and you're shocked when he takes your hand and kisses it. You would almost believe he was a gentleman if he didn't have the same lustful eyes as his brother. You smile and remove your hand from his, 'I don't know what game you two are playing but it won't be easy. I've been warned.' the brothers exchange a look and huff, 'Koko,' they say in unison. You nod and go back to your computer. Little did you know that your rejection ignited a challenge between the brothers to see who could win you over first.

After the Haitani brothers, you thought you'd be left alone but there were a couple of cocky male employees who thought they could flash expensive suits and watches while being drenched in overpowering cologne. Unlike the brothers these two immediately violated your personal space making you feel uncomfortable, 'can you leave me alone please?' you ask, 'get away from me,' you insist. One of the men goes to grab your arm 'Know your place bitch--' when he's grabbed himself and thrown backwards. Kanji Mochizuki stands guard in front of you, 'the lady said no, just wait until the boss here's about this.' Then men scurry off scared by the threat. He turns to face you with a warm smile, 'Sorry about that, they won't cause you any more problems. Give me a shout if anyone else makes you feel uncomfortable.' you weren't quite sure what to make of him, but you just got your second number of the day.

Hajime or Koko as he told you to call him asked you to stay late to accept a parcel for another member. This is where you met Bonten's no.2 Haruchiyo Sanzu and the leader Manjiro Sano. You were taken aback seeing Sanzu covered in blood while Mikey didn't seem to have a single scratch on him, both looked equally intimidating and you didn't want to get on either of their bad sides. You gulp and look down at the parcel you'd not long signed for seeing it was addressed to Sanzu, 'good evening I have a parcel for Haruchiyo Sanzu.' both men stare at you, Sanzu looks manic while Mikey looks bored. 'Thank you, lovely lady, pink looks good on you,' Sanzu chuckles and takes the parcel before skipping into the office. You brush imaginary creases off your light pink blouse, 'well I guess I'll be going then, have a good night sir,' you pick up your bag, turn off the monitor and stand up noticing Mikey hadn't moved his eyes from you, 'are you okay sir?' you ask. He blinks a couple of times, 'Yes, get home safe,' you nod and press the lift button, feeling a little uneasy having Mikey continue to stare at you.

When you returned to your apartment you threw yourself on the bed thinking about your interesting first day of work, and all the Bonten members you'd interacted with. This was going to be an interesting job.

[ageingfangirl2]

You Can't Hurt Me! Haruchiyo Sanzu (Tokyo Revengers)

You work in a coffee shop, another day of being bored and fake smiling at customers, until a pink-haired man comes crashing through the window and meets his match. Sanzu x Reader (Bonten Timeline)

'Only two more hours until I can close this place,' you mutter under your breath, leaning on the counter with your hands on your face.

Your eyes roam lazily over the scattered handful of customers in the coffee shop. A loved-up couple in the corner huddled together whispering and blushing, a few businessmen and women tapping away at their phones, and a wannabe writer who practically lives here. All day everyday just like you, you think gloomily.

Still leaning on one hand, you tap your fingers on your other hand impatiently on the counter, musing over ways you could close the shop early for the day. You had three options that sprung to mind; one, you could make up an excuse about a gas leak since the building down the road had one a month ago, two, act crazy so everyone leaves and you potentially get fired, or three, bide your time patiently so you earn every dime of your paycheck.

You decide on option three, blowing out a loud sigh. You needed the money, you couldn't afford to lose this job in the current economy. Making coffee wasn't your ideal life, the job wasn't that hard, it just got boring in the late afternoon when the crowds thinned and you were left to your own devices.

You pick up the rag over your shoulder, deciding to wipe the counter down one more time when a loud crash startles you and snaps you out of your thoughts.

A man quite literally comes flying through the window, sending glass shards across the room, luckily there were no customers in those window seats. Customers scream in terror, as the man, bloodied and bruised rises to his feet, but unlike everyone else, you weren't terrified because things just got interesting.

As if he knew you were watching him, his eyes snap in your direction, his gaze fierce and piercing. You could see why people would be scared of him because he had interesting scars around his mouth and screamed 'mafia' vibes. But right now all you could think about was how you had another mess to clean up and your boss wasn't going to be happy.

'Will you stop dripping blood all over my clean floors?' you ask, voice monotone as you meet his gaze.

He growls, his voice dark and dripping with menace, 'Excuse me?'

'I just mopped,' you reply, and stand up straight, stretching to work out some kinks in your back from leaning over.

He reaches around his back, pulls a gun from the waistband of his trousers and points it directly at you, a wicked grin creeping onto his lips. At this point what few customers had stayed to gawk flee from the shop leaving the two of you alone.

You stare him down as he chuckles, 'It's just the two of us now.'

You nod, 'Great, I was looking for an excuse to close early.'

His grin wavers. He tries to take a step towards you but staggers backwards, wincing. Whatever fight he'd been in, it was catching up to him, 'quick. Help dress my wounds.'

He waves his gun at you with shaky hands, 'or I'll shoot you dead.'

You clear your throat and raise a single eyebrow, 'only if you ask me nicely sir.'

His eyes widen in shock, probably not used to being spoken back to, 'What did you say?'

You sigh loudly again, imagining being anywhere but here right now, 'did your hearing get damaged when you came crashing through the window?'

'NO!' He snaps.

You motion behind him towards the front door, 'Come on, then. Walk outside, and enter with a better attitude. I'll treat your wounds, but you have to be respectful.'

Confusion, anger and something else flash across his face while you watch him with disinterest.

'Who do you think you are? Telling me what to do,' he waves his gun at you again as he speaks.

Your tiredness turns into anger, 'and who the hell do you think you are? If you don't want to bleed out, you need to...ask...me...nicely.'

He stares at you, his mouth agape, speechless. Then he grits his teeth, 'Fine. Will you please kindly help me with my wounds?'

You smile a little, 'there, was that so hard?'

You pull out the first aid kit from under the counter and walk around the counter holding it in front of you as you carefully approach him. You reach out to pull off his suit jacket, but he flinches away.

'What are you doing?' he gasps.

You roll your eyes, 'I need to be able to see the wounds to treat them.'

He blinks a couple of times, realisation dawning on his face, 'Oh, right...go ahead...'

You extend your hand again slowly as if he were a dangerous animal that might bite. This time he lets you help him out of his jacket which you place over the back of a nearby chair, while he winces.

You let him remove his waistcoat, tie and shirt which was bloodied. It was a lot to take in coming face to face with his bare chest, he was in good physical shape. You'd think he was carved out of stone if it wasn't for the warmth that came off his body reminding you he was human. You quickly tell your brain to get out of the gutter with dirty thoughts, seeing the amount of blood on his chest, there was a lot of it.

The main wound was on his right ribcage, and looked like someone had stabbed him, but he had other cuts and gashes across his arms, and even his face, but some of those could have been from being thrown through a glass window.

You take a deep breath, 'let me guess, I'd hate to see the other guy?'

'Other guys,' he grumbles

You pull out a disinfectant wipe and dab at the cut on his face just to the left of one of his scars.

'FUCK YOU! OW!!!' he shouts.

You pull the wipe back in surrender, 'sorry, sorry,' you mumble, 'I should have warned you that this might sting a little.'

He grunts, and you move back in to dab the cut with a much more gentle touch, 'do you have to?'

You bite your lip, trying to hold back your laughter, he's awfully scared for a tough guy, 'if it gets infected, it's going to hurt a whole lot more.'

You try to quickly clean the smaller cuts and gashes not wanting him to lash out at you because he couldn't handle a little pain. After throwing out the bloody wipes, you unroll the bandage and start to tackle the deeper wound on his ribcage. He grunts and grimaces as you wrap the bandage tighter and tighter around his body.

'You really should go to the hospital, looks like this might need stitches,' you observe, as you wrap, noticing some blood seeping through.

He huffs, 'I couldn't care less about how I look.'

You stop your work and pull back looking at him with your own grin. His perfectly styled pink hair and smart clothes, all screamed I care, 'sure you don't.'

You cut the excess bandage and tape it down, 'how did you get into this mess if you don't mind me asking.'

He eyes you suspiciously, 'what do you care?'

You shrug your shoulders, 'Call me curious. Maybe I'd like to avoid ending up in a similar situation if it isn't safe around here anymore.'

He scoffs, trust me, I don't think you need to worry about that.'

You match his scoff, 'why not?'

He eyes you up and down smirking, 'You don't seem the type to get into trouble.'

You chew your lip, weighing up his words, 'Is that a compliment or an insult?'

He shrugs, 'You decide.'

You smile and puff out your chest proudly, 'compliment then.'

You watch him put his shirt back on along with the waistcoat which he leaves open, before slowly and carefully putting his jacket back on with the tie now in the pocket. When he's done you take a step back and finally take in the messy scene around you, 'now you can help me clean this place up.'

His mouth hangs open, 'you want me to what?'

You motion around you at the broken glass and blood, 'Clean up. Look at the mess you made. I've had a long day...a long week... and an even longer year.'

You slump down into a nearby chair, suddenly feeling the full weight of your exhaustion after the small adrenaline rush.

He shakes his head, 'do you think I care?'

You click your tongue, 'I don't know. I don't care.'

His brows furrow together, 'why aren't you afraid of me?'

You shrug a shoulder, 'I'm too tired to be afraid of you right now.'

He squints at you, curiosity in his eyes, 'You should be terrified of me. You should be begging me to spare your life.'

He prowls towards you, wearing a menacing grin, 'Don't you know who I am? Don't you know who I work for?'

'Enlighten me then,' you reply, back in your monotone voice from before.

His eyes narrow to snake-like slits as he takes in your bored expression, 'I'm one the most powerful and dangerous men you'll ever meet. I'm Haruchiyo Sanzu.'

You blink a couple of times, you couldn't care less who he thought he was, you hadn't heard his name before or even seen him around his area before.

He fingers the gun which was back in his waistband, 'I could hurt you so bad. You'd wish you were dead.'

You roll your eyes which you'd done a lot during this encounter, 'Sanzu, is it? I work in customer service. You can't hurt me in any way that matters.'

He looks frozen, almost like a deer in headlights. You manage to make yourself stand up and take off your apron which had his blood on and fling it on the table ready to call it a night.

'You--You don't--' he stammers, and this time when he eyes you up and down there's something different in his eyes, like he's seeing you for the first time.

You put your hands on your hips, ready to hand back any crap he decided to throw your way, 'What?'

He looks flustered, and he can't stop staring at you so you continue speaking, 'What? Spit it out. I don't have all night.'

As you step around him he manages to speak, 'You look better than this place, that's all. You don't belong here.'

You look down at your feet, suddenly very aware of yourself. You try to keep the heat from showing on your cheeks at his genuine words. He was the first person other than yourself who'd told you that you were better than this place.

'What do you mean by that?' you ask.

'It was meant as a compliment, geeze you're annoying,' he snaps back.

You pout, 'didn't sound like one with your tone is all.'

You flip the sign on the door from 'OPEN' to 'CLOSED' before heading back behind the counter to retrieve the brush and pan along with the mop bucket, ignoring Sanzu, though you could feel his eyes on you.

'Well, uh...I guess I'll be going then,' he says.

You glance over your shoulder at him to see he is checking out the name tag on your apron, '...nice name.'

You slap your hand down on the counter, at least pay for a coffee, you've done enough damage.'

He continues to stare at you with the same shocked expression, that seems to have a begrudging respect undertone, you guess he'd never come across somebody quite like you.

'Okay, fine,' he says calmly, and approaches the counter taking his wallet out of his back pocket instead of the gun.'

'Err...wh-what do you want?' you stutter, not expecting him to take up your offer or even pay.

'Surprise me,' he replies, a lazy smirk on his lips.

He knew he was affecting you, maybe getting the upper hand on you after your attitude towards him earlier. So you decide to make him the simplest drink, not just because you are lazy, but because you think it suits him.

'Double espresso, black,' you call out, putting the drink in front of him.

He picks it up and sips it, his eyes sparkling at you over the cup's rim. He doesn't make any noise of approval or disapproval. Instead, he passes a crisp one hundred across the counter towards you, 'Keep the change.'

You gape at him, staring at the money, as he swiftly finishes the drink and throws the takeaway cup in the bin next to the counter. Wordlessly, he struts out of the shop with his head held high, leaving you with the mess he'd made.

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Brotherly Love! Ran & Rindou Haitani x Reader SMUT! (Tokyo Revengers)

You are Rindou's personal assistant and occasional lover. You weren't keen on getting shared until Rindou invited his brother Ran to have some fun together. Ran & Rindou Haitani x Reader (Female) SMUT!

You weren't quite sure how you ended up in this situation, caught in the middle of the Haitani brothers, getting fucked by both of them in the Bonten office after a long day. You were Rindou's assistant and had been since Bonten formed, you only started messing around together a few months ago and Rindou had already opened your mind and enjoyed indulging in both your fantasies.

There was one fantasy of his however that you were nervous about, and that was being shared with his older brother Ran. You got on well enough with Ran, but you didn't think he thought about you like that, so whenever Rindou bought the subject up you were quick to change it.

'Can you come into my office, we need to go over my schedule for the business trip,' Rindou calls out, poking his head around his office door, and winks at you making you blush a little.

You nod and get up from your desk, turning off your monitor while Rindou disappears back into his office. At this time of night, everyone had gone home, though you could still see the light on in Ran's office, which was odd because he used any excuse to get out of here.

You walk into Rindou's office and see him sitting behind his desk. His eyes travel up and down your body, his trademark smirk on his lips, so you give him a little twirl which makes him laugh.

'How did I get so lucky?' he jokes.

You roll your eyes as he pushes his chair back allowing you to stand between him and the desk. He had his schedule on the screen and you had to squint a little because you'd left your glasses on your desk and Rindou had his settings on bright because he knew you'd have to bend over to get a better look.

'You're an ass,' you mutter, bending over just as he had planned.

The skirt you were wearing rides up revealing your bare ass, which Rindou slaps pulling a gasp from you, 'such a naughty girl going commando, how does it feel? It looks divine in you.'

You place your hands firmly on the desk as his fingers run over the diamond-encrusted butt plug he'd been making you wear since lunch. the breeze mixed with his warm fingers making you clench, 'feels good...you know what's best.'

Rindou snorts and slaps your ass again, 'of course I know what's best, just look at me. I think my good girl is nice and stretched and more than ready for the next size up.'

You gasp again as he twists the plug, and playfully pushes it in and out of you, and you feel a little wet between your thighs, 'what's the next size up?'

You look over your shoulder at Rindou and your eyes widen seeing him holding his dick which he was pumping, 'oh-' you swallow nervously.

He removes the plug and motions towards you, 'strip!' he orders, 'you have no idea how long I've wanted to take you up the ass, such a good girl.'

You comply, stripping out of your skirt, blouse and bra leaving you nude and vulnerable and Rindou completely in control. You moan and bite your lip as he rubs the tip of his dick against your slick folds.

He grabs your thighs roughly enough to leave marks and brings you down to sit on his dick, the foreign sensation of him pushing into your ass makes you jolt and bite back a scream, but he keeps you firmly in place despite the tears forming in your eyes, 'ah...it hurts...' you grimace.

'Nearly there...so tight...deep breaths...do you trust me?' Rindou coos, voice soft with an undertone of mockery.

You take deep breaths and nod, 'I trust you.'

He gets all the way in until you're sitting on his lap, and the pain remains as you adjust, 'such a good girl, you'll get used to it. Now about my schedule, I've made some adjustments.'

You focus on the screen and it helps with the pain. Rindou opens one of his desk drawers and pulls out your favourite vibrator, and you involuntarily clench around him making him moan and curse.

'Fuck! So what do you think about the adjustments? I felt like we needed another travel companion.'

You notice the addition of Ran's name alongside yours and Rindou's, 'why is your brother coming? I thought the two of us were going to have some fun.'

Rindou sniggers, 'The three of us will have fun, I'll need someone to keep an eye on you while I'm working.'

You look up at your boss and lover confused by his words when you hear the office door open since you forgot to lock it and snap your head towards the door to see Ran standing there smirking at you with lust-filled eyes, 'what-'

Rindou cuts off your protest by bringing the vibrator down on your clit and turning it to the highest setting, 'Remember I know what's best for you, now be a good girl and let my brother have a go.'

You hated to admit to yourself that you were turned on by Ran watching you writhe and fight back against the strong vibrations racing through your lower body as Rindou kept you in place.

'AH YES...FEELS GOOD...' you moan loudly, bucking your hips and feeling Rindou's dick twitch inside your ass.

'I never knew they were so loud, do you normally gag them?' Ran chuckles, swiftly standing in front of you having removed his trousers and underwear, 'you know there are still people working brother.'

'THEN SHUT THEM UP!' Rindou growls.

Ran's dick was just as impressive as his brothers, and the pleasure of being overstimulated makes you open your mouth for him voluntarily despite a small part of your mind being uncomfortable being shared.

Ran runs his tip across your lower lip, until you take initiative and take him inside your mouth, and start to pump his base with your hands while your tongue licks and kisses the tip.

'You've got a good one brother,' Ran says.

He grabs your ponytail and forces you to take all of him, but luckily you had practice and quickly got your breathing under control allowing him to thrust down your throat. Meanwhile, Rindou turns off the vibrator and both his hands go to your breasts and hardened nipples, twisting and slapping them. Your moans are being muffled by Ran's dick.

'I see why you call them your good girl brother, takes dick like a slut,' Ran hisses, the grip on your hair tightening.

'Wait until you see them swallow, don't waste a single drop,' Rindou sings your praises.

Moving away from your breasts Rindou brings his hands down to your pussy, one set of fingers rubbing your sensitive clit, while three fingers on the other hand slip inside your forgotten hole, 'ride my dick until you cum,' Rindou says.

The combination of Ran thrusting into your mouth and Rindou fingering you have you riding Rindou's dick without even having to be asked, the pain long gone as you let the two brothers fill all your holes.

'Show me how good of a swallower you are,' Ran moans, his dick twitching inside your mouth as you swallow the cum that fills your mouth, and you let him ride his high before pulling out, and you lick your lips.

You bat your eyelashes at him, 'did I do okay?'

Ran pats your head, 'I'm impressed, now cum on my brother's fingers.'

All it takes is a little praise for you to come undone on Rindou's fingers, and at the same time, he cums inside your ass taking your breath away.

'Care for a taste brother?' Rindou asks, offering his soaked fingers to his brother, and never once breaking eye contact with you Ran licks his brother's fingers clean of your juices before licking his lips.

'So intoxicating, I can't wait to have you all to myself when my brother has to work,' Ran laughs.

You gulp, knowing there is no way out now, you belong to both brothers.

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Disney+ possibly Canceled Production for the English dub of Tokyo revengers Tenjiku Arc

So Disney has the streaming rights for Tokyo Revengers: Tenjiku Arc. Since partnering up with Kodansha the largest publishing company in Japan ans takimg the rights away from Crunchyroll. Disney never promoted the Tenjku Arc so a lot of people didn't know it came out on Disney+ which Resulted in low views Making Disney see the anime less Profitable and not worth it to release it in dub so it seems they decided to cancel the dub. Which also makes me worried for future seasons of Tokyo revengers because of season 2's lack of viewer count.

(Here's a link to Hulu's response to the issue)

Zeno Robinson (Shuji Hanma's English voice actor) has encouraged the fans to make our voices known as he believes that if there are more demands for the for Dub as the Audience has more power than them. Zeno said on twitter as far as he knows Disney has no plans on dubbing the Tenjku arc

(Zeno Robinson's tweets)

Disney's lack of soupport and marketing has seriously screwed everying up. Disney should not be partnering up with anime companies if they can't do the Bare minimum and elevate animes to the Audience. This isnt the first anime that Disney has screwed over with it English dubs.

The future of Tokyo revengers is in our hands we have to work together to get the studio to listen to us. There is a Pettiton currently up demanding for Disney to include the English voice case. Please share the link to help reach our goal!

(petition Link)

I encourage everyone to tag and comment to Disney/Disney+ on Instagram, Tiktok, YouTube, Facebook Twitter, Email etc who does care about the dub until we get a response from them. If there's enough public outrage Disney has no choice but to address the situation. Because of Disney not Advertising Season 2 Part 2 (aka season 3) of the Tenjiku Arc. Tokyo revengers gotten less popularity, and it puts the series at risk of getting canceled if we don't do something now.

#TokyoRevengers

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Not Who I Was Looking For! Trafalgar Law x Reader SMUT (One Piece)

You were busy going through ship paperwork, that you didn't realise the rest of the crew had left you on the ship. Until Law walks in looking for Luffy and takes an interest in you instead. The doctor always knows what's best. Law x Reader (Female) SMUT!

You finish going over the last of the ship ledgers and scribing of The Straw Hat Pirates, cursing seeing it was dark outside when it had been light when you started. Sometimes you lost track of time, you just liked to work hard and everything had to be perfect. You should head to the kitchen to see what Sanji is cooking and catch up with the crew.

The ship was awfully quiet when usually it was so loud, where was everyone? The kitchen was dark when you entered which was also odd. Just how long had you been locked in your room? There were two notes on the counter, one from Sanji and the other from Nami.

Beautiful, I have prepared you a plate and left it in the fridge. If you're going to work hard you need a hearty meal...Sanji

We've gone into town if you want to join us. Chopper says it's not healthy to keep yourself locked up and working, so come and have some fun with us...Nami

Nami knew how to break you, use Chopper who you couldn't say no to, 'I'm not a workaholic,' you huff, 'if the crew weren't so crazy I wouldn't have to do as much work.'

You head to the fridge and open it, licking your lips at the sight of the silver lid Sanji put over the meals when you skipped eating with the crew.

'WHAT THE HELL!' you state, upon removing the lid to find an empty plate, 'LUFFY!' you growl and slam the fridge shut.

A man clears his throat behind you, 'I'd suggest keeping snacks in your room, preferably healthy ones. You're not Luffy.'

You jump not recognising the voice, and turn around to see a tall shadow looming in the doorway, 'who are you?' you ask, hoping your voice sounds strong and not scared.

The man turns on the lights and you shield your eyes, 'I heard they recruited someone new. You don't look intimidating but looks can be deceiving.'

Your eyes adjust to the light and you can't help but check out the man in front of you. Luffy had talked about a pirate with a white and black hat and covered in tattoos, 'Trafalgar Law,' you gasp.

He smirks and walks towards you, intense eyes tracking you like prey as you scurry around the counter, 'I'm flattered you know me, I came to see Luffy but you've piqued my interest.'

Before you can run his hand snakes out grabbing your arm roughly, and with little effort he tugs you towards him, pinning your back against the counter. You'd heard stories about Law and his devil fruit, and being alone with him didn't seem smart because you didn't quite know what terms he was on with the crew since you were new. But a small part of you perked up and you mentally curse Nami and Robin for getting you into romance novels.

Law's eyes trail down your body making your cheeks flush, and you shake the dirty thoughts out of your head needing to get away from him, 'I'd love to stay but I'm meeting the others in town and they'll be worried.'

Law tuts, 'I know you're lying. You were going to grab some food and go back to your room. Good girls don't lie, but maybe you're not a good girl,' he sniggers.

'You don't know anything about me Law,' you state, puffing out your chest with pride.

Moving one hand to your hip, the other comes up to your blouse which he quickly unbuttons exposing your chest, and before you can call him a pervet his tattooed hand rests over your heart which was beating erratically, 'I took a quick peak in your room, you should be more aware of your surroundings, anyone could be lurking in the shadows. You're smart, educated, and might have OCD but amongst your many books the ones with the most creased spines were tacky erotic novels.'

You gulp nervously, 'What do my reading habits have to do with this situation?'

Law taps his fingers on your chest in time with your heartbeats, 'everything actually. I'm an intellectual, you should be scared of me because I can hurt you, but your fast heartbeat, dilated pupils and clenching of your thighs indicate arousal. I've never studied the correlation between erotic fantasies of fiction and real-world applications. You fascinate me.'

You bite your lip and squirm under his hungry eyes, 'you're crazy, let me go.'

You freeze when he leans in and you feel his warm breath against your ear, 'A lot of scenes in those books involve exhibitionism, the act of being turned on imagining someone walking in on you having sex. We might be alone but your crew could come back at any minute--' he whispers, then pauses.

You jolt feeling his hand on your hip move down until it was slipping up your skirt, your body betraying you as his fingers graze your underwear, '--imagine their reaction seeing me fucking you on this counter, their good girl screaming my name. Oh, the humiliation for you, but you'd feel great.'

Law pulls his face back just enough to watch the wheels turning behind your eyes, the moan that leaves your lips as his fingers pick up the pace all the consent he needs, 'Chopper is worried about my health,' you hum.

Law's smirk reaches his ears, 'let this doctor take care of your needs. NOW GET ON THE COUNTER!' He growls, his eyes darkening.

When you don't comply, he picks you up like you weigh nothing and slams you down on the counter, ' and slides your underwear down, 'Law...' you hiss at the sudden coldness.

Law pockets your underwear and continues smirking, a nice reminder and potential blackmail material in the future.'

Everything he did had you clenching, ashamed at how turned on you were getting being used by a man you only knew the name and reputation of.

You bite down on your lip as he runs his hands down your thighs, shivering in anticipation, 'Law...' You mumble his name again.

He coos, 'relax. God your skin is so soft and unmarked.'

Your fingers dig into the counter, a whimper leaving you as his fingers slip between your slick folds, and your body instinctively moves to get more of his touch, 'please Law...don't tease me...'

'FUCK!' you yelp, hips buckling at the sound of skin on skin, eyes widening seeing Law slap your thigh.

He tuts, 'Stop moving, you'll take what I give you, God you're so wet for me.'

You pout and ready yourself for another slap, 'that wasn't intentional, you whine.'

Law laughs, 'do you like it when I spank you? imagine what I could do to your pretty ass, you wouldn't be able to sit for days.'

Before you can reply he dips two tattooed fingers inside you while another goes to your clit and starts to rub, 'Mmm...so good...' you moan, throwing your head back.

'LOOK AT ME!' he growls.

You lock eyes with his hungry ones, as his fingers pump in and out of you building a tension in your lower half. This was so much better than anything you'd read.

'LAW!' you scream, as he adds a third finger, your walls clenching around his sinful fingers.

Law sniggers, 'yes, scream my name. Maybe you do want to get caught. They'll never look at you the same way again, no more good girl but a horny slut. What are you?'

You whimper, 'I'm a horny slut...your slut...'

He leans in close to your face again and simply pecks your cheek, 'I want to do so many things to you. My good slut. Now cum for me.'

The kiss sends you over the edge and you release over his fingers and hand and probably the counter, 'YES!' you pant.

Law stands back and admires his piece of art, 'You're such a messy girl, getting off on my fingers. We're going to have a lot of fun together.'

You gasp as he pulls out his fingers coming down from your high, 'what do you mean?'

'Open your mouth, clean my fingers, this is your mess,' he orders sternly and you open your mouth, only to have his cum coated fingers thrust inside making you gag.

You suck and lick them clean, as Law cups your cheek with his other hand and lazily rubs circles on it, a usual loving gesture but he was planning something behind his eyes that wasn't so loving. The thought both scared and turned you on.

He removes his fingers from your mouth with a pop and scoops you up off the counter and into his arms, but your eyes are drawn to your juices still left on the counter, 'err I should clean that up before Sanji sees it.'

Law squeezes your ass and holds you tighter as he carries you out of the kitchen, 'let him find it and lose his mind, our dirty little secret.'

Law wasn't joking when he said he'd been in your room because he found it again without directions, 'you never answered my question Law. What do you mean by having fun together? Isn't this a one-time thing?'

He places you down on the bed and sighs, 'We're going to continue this, like I said I want to do so many things to your body. Luffy and the rest of the crew will be in the dark. You're going to say yes, because when I go you're going to be thinking about my dick inside you. Tell me I'm wrong.'

You shake your head and scrunch the bedsheets beneath your hands, 'you're now wrong Law. That was better than the books.'

He leans down and kisses the top of your head, again you're unsure if the gesture is loving or manipulating, 'Good girl, now go to sleep it's not healthy to work so hard.'

'What about you?' you motion to the bulge in his pants.

He shrugs his shoulders, 'I'll handle it before seeing Luffy. Might even ask that cook to make something in the kitchen. Good night.'

You watch him leave your room and close the door. You'd really gotten yourself into a situation, this wasn't like you, but being at sea for so long made you have needs, and it wasn't like you were going to bump into his crew that often.

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Make You Feel Good! Benn Beckman x Reader SMUT! (One Piece)

Being Shanks second in command comes with a lot of paperwork, both necessary and unnecessary. Luckily you know how to help Benn destress while he works. You underestimate how much paperwork and start to get needy cockwarming Benn. He knows how to keep his doll in place. Benn x Reader (Female) SMUT!

Benn was pulling another all-nighter, Shanks hated paperwork so Benn took on the responsibility. The gentle rocking of the ship and pen scratching on paper kept you occupied in your current position. Your head was resting on Benn's shoulder as you played with loose strands of his hair, trying so hard not to move as commanded which was hard with Benn's dick inside you making you go crazy at how long you'd been sitting here.

Benn hums, 'It's...really distracting when you do that doll.'

You huff, 'you said one more page ages ago.'

Benn stops writing, and the next thing you know one of his rough hands grabs you by the chin and forces you to look up at him. The sudden movement has you clenching around his dick wanting release.

'...FUCK!' you moan.

Benn smirks, he was the oldest most experienced member of the crew. And what you didn't know was how much he craved you and how thrilled he was when you came onto him drunk and had come back to him when you were sober. You were younger than him, and out of his league, whereas you believed he thought you were a child because you went along with Shanks's antics. You wanted pleasure and he wanted a way to relax, most nights he got you off quickly but tonight cockwarming was the longest and you could be impatient.

He runs his thumb over your lip, 'So beautiful and all mine doll. Such a slut for my dick, you haven't done this with anyone else have you?'

You shake your head, 'Just you, only you. Please don't tease me anymore,' you beg, voice shaking as you grip his shirt with your hands.

Benn smirks, 'get me a smoke will you.'

Feeling his dick angle more towards your sensitive spot as you lean back to reach behind you for his cigarettes and lighter you mumble curses under your breath. He places both of his hands on your hips keeping you in place. You put a cigarette between his lips and light it.

'Thanks, doll. now if I give you a little something will you keep quiet and let me finish my work?' he asks, tone playful but mischievous.

You nod eagerly, 'yes I will keep quiet.'

He picks you up by the hips making you squirm and gasp at the cold air on your slick pussy as he pulls out of you. He then slams you back down roughly.

'...YES...BENN!' you shout with a hiss, forgetting just how big he is.

Benn's nickname for you was doll, and you lived up to that nickname as you let him play with you, picking you up and slamming you right back down onto his dick, 'keep the noise down doll. Someone is going to walk in while I have my dick inside you, can't tarnish your good girl image,' he mocks.

You put your hands over your mouth to quiet yourself and nod in compliance. Shanks quarters were right next door and you didn't want your captain seeing you in such a vulgar position when he respected you. The only sounds around were your muffled cries, skin slapping against skin, and Benn grunting as he picked up the pace.

'Such a good girl, does it feel good when I use you like this?' Benn praises, and your hips buck against him as one of his fingers finds your clit and continues the overstimulation.

'Mmm...' you mumble, the noise coming out muffled behind your hands, your eyes rolling back, as you feel warmth in your lower half.

Benn grunts, 'I know you like this doll. I know how to make you feel good and cum. Now cum for me, cum around my dick and fingers.'

You come undone, walls clenching around his dick as you cum on demand. You remove your shaky hands from your mouth panting heavily, '...thank...you...Benn...'

Benn grins proudly, 'My turn doll, let me fill you up.'

With a couple more thrusts he cums inside you filling you up like promised, clearly just as pent up as you had been, the two of you riding out each other's high. He brings his cum soaked fingers up to your lips and you take them in your mouth sucking them clean. His eyes were full of admiration as he took the cigarette in his other hand and blew smoke at you.

You smile blissfully as you go back to resting your head on his shoulder, 'you can finish your paperwork in peace now.'

Benn leans down and kisses the top of your head, 'going to buy my doll something pretty when we next dock,' he says jokingly.

You roll your eyes and mumble, 'As long as it's shiny.'

You were a fierce fighter, quick-witted and a smooth negotiator, but your sweet appearance meant a lot of people underestimated you. the crew would tease you and treat you like a princess or a doll, but when shit hit the fan they wanted you on their side. Right now you were content being Benn's stress relief as you both got something out of this arrangement.

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I Take Care Of My Crew! Shanks x Reader SMUT!

You think you're alone, but your captain knows your dirty little secret and how can you refuse him, especially when all Shanks wants to do is take care of his crew. Shanks x Reader (Female) SMUT!

The Red Force had docked on another island to restock, and while the rest of the crew decided to enjoy the pleasures the taverns had to offer, you stayed on the ship to indulge in a little alone time with a purchase from a shop on the island. It was difficult being the only girl on the crew, and it wasn't helped that the guys took every opportunity to flex their bodies while treating you like a little sister since you were the youngest officer. Your last vibrator had died a couple of months ago and it wasn't until this island you could buy a new one.

You had built up respect from the crew, but if they found your toy there would be no end to the teasing. So you had to keep quiet when the ship was on the open sea, but tonight you could enjoy the sweet sensation of pleasuring yourself. After a relaxing bath, you slip into one of your nightgowns and light a candle on your dresser. This vibrator was different to the other one and the lady said this one would rock your world because one end was a bullet while the other end had a clit sucker.

You climb onto your bed lying on top of the sheets and start to play with your nipples through the gown which were hard because of the ship being naturally cold. You move your other hand to push up the hem of the gown feeling cold touch your intimate area making you shiver. You start to gently rub your folds, moving up to your clit which you circle slowly. You had enough mental material and imagination to quickly become aroused.

'Let's see what you can do,' you say teasingly, picking up the vibrator and bringing the bullet end down to your clit, 'let's start with old faithful.'

You probably should have played around with the settings beforehand because your whole body jolts at even the first setting, 'oh shit!' you moan.

You throw your head back and close your eyes, holding the toy on your clit allowing the pulsating vibes to go through your body to the very core.

'Mmm...yes...' you moan loudly, biting your lip as you scroll through the different settings.

Pleasure ripples across your lower half as your thighs buck, but you still hold firm, feeling tension build, a little ashamed at how quickly you were brought to orgasm.

'HELL YES...' you gasp, opening your eyes, taking note of your messy bedsheets from where your other hand had been clenching and your body writhing.

A sudden knock on your door scares you, and your thighs close around the toy instinctively forgetting to turn it off. No one should be back yet, it was too early.

'Hello, who is it?' you call out, quickly trying to get under the sheets to give the illusion of heading to bed.

'It's me, can I come in?' Shanks answers back, and you mentally curse yourself, Shanks didn't know how to keep a secret. Why the hell had he come back to check on you?

'Err...' you pause, your hands fidgeting under the sheets to stop the vibrator.

He opens the door and strolls in holding a box under his arm, he looks you over and frowns, 'a little early for bed isn't it?'

You hum, biting your lip, 'felt tired captain.'

He puts the box next to the candle on the dresser and smirks, 'Why are you squirming under the sheets?'

Shanks had no boundaries, as he pulled back the sheets revealing the vibrator you'd managed to turn off fall from between your thighs, 'you don't understand how hurt I am right now,' he pouts while still smirking.

'Excuse me, how are you hurt?' you question, quickly sitting up in bed after pulling your gown back down.

Shanks casually picks up the vibrator, 'I'm a good captain who takes care of his crew's needs. You had a need and didn't come to me.'

You stare at your captain dumbfounded, 'Err you'd tell the guys and they'd tease me, no offence when it comes to sex and secrets you can't keep your lips shut captain.'

Shanks nods in acknowledgement, 'Maybe, but I've known about your toys for the last year. Some nights I was curious about noises coming from your room, and despite being a good hider I found your vibrator during a search.'

You were shocked by his admission. He didn't sound disgusted, in fact, the way he was eyeing up the toy told you he might be curious. He was your main source of material, and even right now your pussy clenched at the fact he'd caught you.

You take a deep breath and decide to be bold, 'Do you want to try it on me captain?'

He raises an eyebrow and gulps as you pull your gown back up showing off your soaked pussy in all its glory, 'are you sure? I thought this was something girls did alone.'

You shake your head and lie back, your eyes not leaving his as you tempt him towards you with your hand, 'I have a need captain, aren't you going to take care of it?'

His smirk reaches his ears as his eyes darken and he licks his lips, 'I didn't know you were this horny, it's always the quiet ones.'

He picks up the box on the dresser and places it by you on the bed. You watch him take off his boots before he gets onto the bed with you. You relax, 'I can't have sex with anyone on the crew so this is the next best thing.'

Shanks turns on the sucker end of the vibrator and scrolls through the settings, 'do you have a crew member you think about the most?' he asks teasingly, stopping on a random setting.

You nod, 'I do captain.'

He brings the sucker down towards your clit nudging your legs further apart, 'do tell, I'm curious.'

You shiver in anticipation, 'he has red hair, scars across one eye, and don't get me started on his perfect chest.'

The toy touches your clit and you curse loudly as it sticks to you, 'FUCK!'

If the bullet got you, the way this attacked your clit with so much pressure was enough to blow your mind.

Shanks sits back on his heels admiration and lust on his face, 'I'm flattered you chose your captain, you're not too bad on the eyes yourself.'

You clench the sheets on either side of you as you come undone, 'Mmn...so...good...'

You notice Shanks pick up the box and hold it in front of him, 'I take care of my crew's needs. I got you something, I don't think you've owned one of these before.'

While writhing you manage to watch him take off the lid and pull out a toy that has caught your eye in the shop but had intimidated you. It was a vibrating dildo, 'that looks big,' you gasp.

Shanks runs his hand down the length of the dildo, 'I'll tell you the real thing is better, but if you've actually thought about my dick inside you then this is a good place to start, stretch you out properly.'

Your eyes widen, was he suggesting he was bigger than the dildo, that thought alone pulled another orgasm from you, 'then stretch me out, captain.'

You spread your legs as far as they'll go, your juices slick enough to coat the dildo without much prep. Shanks grunts as he runs the tip of the dildo up and down your folds, 'turn off the vibrator,' he orders, 'the only noise I want to hear is you imagining getting off on my dick fucking you.'

With shaky hands you turn off the vibrator and remove it from your now sensitive clit, 'I'm ready captain.'

Shanks pushes the tip against your entrance that throbs around it before engulfing it, 'good girl,' he praises.

He slides the whole length inside you, your body betraying you as it eagerly stretches around it without much pain or protest.

'Are you comfortable?' he asks.

You nod, 'Yes captain.'

Your body should have been prepared after the vibrator power but the second Shanks turns on the dildo you're overcome with a sensation you haven't experienced before, with a dildo penetrating you instead of using your fingers.

'So good...SHIT!' you curse, back arching.

Shanks chuckles darkly, 'Close your eyes and think of me.'

You comply closing your eyes, and moan sharply as he pushes it in and out of you at varying speeds. It had been a good month since you had sex so you were a little tight, but your walls hugged the dildo leaving you at the mercy of your captain who was grunting and praising you. He was clearly getting off himself at the scene the two of you found yourselves in.

You let your imagination go wild as pleasure consumes every inch of your body, 'going to cum...' you mumble, words coming out of your lips between gasps and moans.

'Cum for me, cum for your captain,' Shanks commands, his voice firm like he was casually shouting orders at the crew.

You buck your hips and release around the dildo, breathing heavily as Shanks allows you to ride your high. You open your eyes and sigh contently, 'Thank you, captain.'

Shanks removes the dildo and pulls down your gown, 'Get yourself cleaned up and straight to bed young lady.'

You sit up and motion towards his obvious bulge, 'What about your needs captain?'

Shanks grins, 'I have plenty of material, don't you worry your pretty head. But the dildo comes with me.'

You pout, 'why? I thought you got it for me.'

Shanks laughs as he gets up from the bed and picks up the dildo, 'If you want to use it you will do so in my presence, can't have you having too much fun on your own.'

Before you can argue, he bends down and kisses you softly on the forehead, this man was very confusing and always had ulterior motives. But he had rocked your world, so you'd let him off the hook for now, but you would get your hands on that dildo again.

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You Look Different! Shanks (OPLA)

You return to help your family, taking a break from your captain and crew. Shanks shows up after the situation with Luffy and you let him have it. Shanks x Reader (F)

It had been four months since you'd seen your captain and crew. You'd gotten word from your hometown that they needed help, and since The Red Force was sailing around without anything to do Shanks allowed you to have some time off. He'd contacted you around a month ago saying they were close to getting a devil fruit so it would be about a month before they could pick you up. You'd learnt over the years not to question your captain, he might seem a little stupid at times but he always had a plan.

Your island needed your help getting rid of some bandits who'd set up camp on the edge of the village and were terrorising the locals. You'd dispatched them pretty quickly using your swordsmanship and agility, you didn't get to be on a pirate crew without having something useful to offer. It wasn't the career path your parents wanted, instead, they wanted you to stay on the island and take over the family farm. But you saw respect in their eyes when the whole island wanted to celebrate your victory against the bandits.

Today was another day tending to the vegetables, a lot of crops were ready to be harvested so you had a lot of work to do and not much time to laze around. Your parent's farm was far from the dock, so you had no clue what or who was about to happen to you.

You were dealing with some awkward carrots that didn't want to be pulled up, so you grip the tops and yank them out of the soil with force when a shadow looms over you from behind blocking the sun.

'I keep telling you to be gentle, don't be so forceful, take it nice and slow, you'll both get a lot more pleasure out of it,' Shanks's familiar jokey voice says.

'Captain,' you gasp, and turn around in genuine shock, having lost track of the days since that letter.

Shanks smirks, 'I knew you missed me the most.'

You remove the gloves you were wearing and stand up, brushing dirt off your knees, checking your captain out head to toe, 'You look...different...new haircut?'

Shanks frowns and pulls back his cape revealing his shirt tied up next to a stump, 'I lost an arm.'

You nod and hum, 'I know. The hair thing was a farce. I just didn't want to be rude, what the hell happened to you?'

Shanks tells you about a boy called Luffy, a devil fruit he no longer had in his possession, a fight, which resulted in him losing his arm to save Luffy. You run your fingers through your hair as you approach him.

'YOU IDIOT!' you shout, and punch him in the one arm he still had, 'I KNOW YOU SEE THINGS WE DON'T BUT THAT WAS REAL STUPID. DID THIS SEA MONSTER EAT YOUR HAT?'

You weren't mad at him, he had the right to do whatever he wanted, and if you were in his position you wouldn't let a child die, but sometimes you needed to vent at his actions. His sad face showed that you weren't the only one to shout at him, most likely Benn had some choice words as well.

Shanks touches his hair, 'I gave Luffy my hat and told him to give it back to me when he becomes a great pirate.'

You slap his hand away and tangle your fingers in his messy and knotted red locks, 'now you're hatless, you might want to consider a new hairstyle or at least take care of it a bit more,' you tut, sounding more like a mother than a crew member.

He pouts, 'So the hair thing wasn't a farce. Is my hair really that bad?'

You remove your fingers and nod, 'It is captain unless you want to use it as a distraction from the whole missing an arm situation.'

Next thing you know he pulls you into a hug, his one arm wrapped around your waist. It would take some getting used to, but as long as you were around to keep an eye on him hopefully he kept the rest of his limps. You hug him back, happy to be reunited even if there is some tension, at least now you could mock his hair hygiene to distract him.

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Keep Your Demons Hidden! Buggy (OPLA)

You are a former assassin who killed their mentor, before becoming a pirate. You see a ghost from your past and try to leave, but your captain won't let you go without a fight. Buggy x Reader (F)

It had been 6 years since you left your dark and bloody past behind you and became a pirate under your captain, the genius jester Buggy. your life was now less dark and bloody, but you got your hands dirty when it was needed. Being an assassin was a lonely job, only really seeking the company of other killers, so although it took time to adjust to being on a flamboyant crew everyone allowed you to adjust at your own pace.

You'd been trained by a formidable man who took you from nothing and turned you into the perfect killing machine, everyone feared him and you didn't think to question your mentor and his inappropriate moves on you as you got older. You drew the line at rape, so when he forced himself on you, you snapped and killed him in the moment.

You fled and eventually bumped into Buggy who saw your impressive skill set and recruited you. You completely reinvented yourself, changing your name and identity to stay hidden from your former mentors associates who were out for blood. Buggy didn't ask about your past, so you had no problem showing your loyalty,

Tonight the crew were in a tavern on some random island drinking and having a good time, and you were enjoying the drink and lively conversation. When the tavern door opened you didn't bother looking up at the newcomer, but a cold chill ran down your spine, a chill that meant you were in danger.

The blood freezes in your veins and your eyes widen, not quite believing who was headed towards the bar, a ghost from your past who last time you checked was dead by your hand. You had slit your mentor's throat, no way he could survive, but here he was and it couldn't be a coincidence.

'You okay?' Buggy asks, nudging you with his drink.

'I need to leave,' you reply and get up quickly, trying to leave the tavern as stealthily as possible.

You had to get back to the ship, grab some belongings and leave. You'd miss Buggy and the crew, but you'd be putting them in danger if you stayed.

'HOLD UP! WHAT'S WRONG?' Buggy shouts behind you.

When you don't stop walking Buggy detaches his arms and pins you to the nearest wall, 'Let go of me, captain! Please,' you beg and squirm against his tight grip.

Buggy catches up to his body and frowns at you, 'You look like you saw a ghost back there, and the way you bolted isn't like you. That man, do you know him?'

You sigh and nod, 'I'm not who you think I am...I have demons you can't possibly imagine.'

Buggy shakes his head, 'and I hope you'll feel comfortable telling me about them one day, but until then I'm happy to have you by my side and on my crew.'

You bite your lip conflicted, '...you might end up regretting it, captain...'

Buggy puffs out his chest proudly, 'I might at the moment, but you've given me nothing but your loyalty, whoever or whatever is in your past can go to hell.'

When he sees you start to calm down at his words he lets go of you, still watching you cautiously in case you bolt, 'you good now? let's go back to the ship.'

You smile weakly, 'I'm a little better, might take a couple of days to calm down, but I'll never let it get in the way of my loyalty to you and the crew captain Buggy.'

Buggy throws an arm around your shoulder and the two of you walk back to the ship. You had ghosts and demons, but now you weren't alone and had a powerful pirate crew behind you.

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Join My Crew! Luffy (OPLA)

You help a little girl steal a pocketwatch back from a marine, Luffy approaches and asks you to join his crew. You refuse. The next day you find yourself wanted by the marines and reconsider Luffy's offer. Luffy x Reader (F)

'Someone help me!' a young girl calls out, distress in her voice.

You look up from the fruit you were admiring at the local stall, just in time to watch a smug marine stare down at the little girl swinging a pocket watch by its chain.

'Give me Daddy's watch back! You can't take it!' the girl demands and stomps her feet.

The marine throws his head back and laughs mockingly, 'Run along little girl, you probably stole this, tears won't help you.'

You clench your fist as the marine shoves the little girl to the ground roughly. The girl bursts into tears. No one around dared to do anything, not wanting the wrath of the Marines, but that's not what you were about. You might be a thief but you had a heart, because you'd been that little girl who'd had a family necklace taken from you, that you stole back and started your life of crime.

'I hate the Marines!' a boy next to you states, you'd not seen him on the island before, but he stood out wearing a red vest and a straw hat.

You pay him no attention as you set off after the marine. This would be a simple pickpocket job, you just had to stroke an ego to get away with your crime.

You pull your blouse a little lower revealing a bit more chest than you were comfortable with, and roll your eyes before fake tripping into the marine.

'Oh no,' you gasp loudly, stumbling over nothing.

The marine catches you around the waist, and it's not lost on you when his eyes linger on your chest, but you use the distraction to snatch the pocketwatch out of his back pocket.

'Careful there beautiful,' the marine swoons, and helps you back to your feet.

You bat your eyelashes, 'Thank you, I'm such a klutz. The island needs more strong marines like you watching over us.'

The marine blushes, 'No problem, you keep safe now.'

You part ways quickly and approach the little girl who'd been helped up by the boy in the hat and a girl with short red hair, 'here you go little lady, keep a better eye on this.'

You drop the watch in her open hand and smile before ruffling her hair.

The girl stares up at you with wide eyes full of admiration, 'Thank you miss, I promise to look after daddy's watch.'

Not wanting to stay in the open any longer you go to walk away, but not before someone grabs your arm, and you stare blankly at the boy in the hat.

'Join my crew!' he says loudly, 'you can never have too many thieves.'

You shake your head and shrug him off not liking the attention, 'No thanks.'

He pouts, and you note determination behind his eyes, but you take your leave to head home for the day to try and keep a low profile.

NEXT DAY

You walk down the street feeling like hitting up the weekly market, when you walk past the bulletin board and freeze. On the board was a brand new wanted poster with your name and face with the caption 'THIEF AND ASSOCIATING WITH THE STRAW HAT PIRATE CREW'

'Shit! What am I going to do now? I'm a wanted person,' you curse, and rip the poster off the board.

'Oh? Congratulations. Join my crew,' a familiar overly excited male voice says next to you.

You jump at his sudden appearance, 'Excuse me.'

He grins, 'Join my crew, sail the seas, go on adventures, I could use someone with your set of skills.'

You gulp, noticing some marines in the distance, 'err I don't even know your name kid.'

'Luffy...now what do you say?' he replies.

You grab him and start dragging him back towards your house to grab what little belongings and weapons you have, 'fine... let's go...I hope I don't regret this...'

You were already a criminal so why not add pirate into the mix? This was going to be a wild ride.

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Not A Couple! Nami (OPLA)

You and Nami are very close, being the only two girls on the crew, but many people mistake your friendship for a relationship...You and Nami can't fathom why people would think you were a couple! Nami x Reader (F)

It was another beautiful day sailing the seas, with no destination in mind, the ship was still and everyone was doing their own thing. You were sat on deck scribing the latest adventures of the Straw Hats because Luffy liked your handwriting and storytelling so asked you to join his crew when you didn't really have much to offer. Luckily the crew were nice, especially the navigator Nami who you'd gotten close with being the only girls on the crew currently.

The two of you did everything together, including sharing a room, bathing together, shopping, and using the other to rob drunk people in taverns and much more. The two of you told each other your dreams, secrets and fears, helping the other through past trauma and bonding. The guys had tried and failed to separate the two of us, eventually giving up, minus Sanji but he was simply being Sanji.

A shadow looms over you, and you look up with a big smile seeing Nami, 'you get your maps done already?' you ask.

she stretches her hands above her head, 'Yes I have, now scoot over.'

You close your book and put it to the side along with your pen and ink, before throwing your legs on either side of the deckchair to give Nami room to sit down. She scoots backwards until her back is pressed against your chest, and your fingers immediately go to her hair which you start playing with.

Nami sighs in content, 'I heard people calling us a couple on the last island. Why do people think we're a couple?'

You massage her scalp and smirk, 'beats me...maybe they are jealous of how good of friends we are.'

Nami chuckles, 'I don't think we act like a couple, do you?'

You hum and let your mind wander. You two were close, very touchy, had in jokes and had even kissed a few times, but only to lure men into being able to rob them. You weren't as close with the other members of the crew, but that didn't mean strangers could label you and Nami a couple because you didn't see each other like that.

You click your tongue, 'No, just really good friends.'

CREW POV

'Maybe they really are oblivious,' Usopp whispers to Sanji who was standing next to him watching the two girls act like a couple.

Sanji lights a cigarette, 'maybe the rest of us need to do a better job at playing matchmaker.'

Zoro clears his throat, 'as long as they don't get together before the end of the month because I want my money.'

The door behind the crew bursts open and Luffy rushes out grinning, 'Sanji, cook me something.'

The crew shake their heads at their captain's antics and quickly disperse. Giving you and Nami some much-needed privacy.

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Just Like That! Sanji (OPLA)

LIGHT SMUT! You and Sanji share a rare intimate moment alone while the rest of the crew explore an island, and you realise just how loyal sanji is to you after you have some doubts. Sanji x Reader (Female) LIGHT SMUT!

It was an insufferably hot day and you'd refused to go exploring on the island you'd docked at because you didn't want to trudge through a jungle, instead choosing to stay on the ship with Sanji while everyone else left. You'd put on the pastel pink bikini Nami had made you buy and were lounging on a deckchair sunning yourself on the main deck. You knew why Sanji chose to stay behind, you just weren't sure who was going to confront the other first.

Sanji was a lady's man, always flirting with any girl who crossed his path. You thought it was annoying until he turned on the charm, and unlike Nami and Robin you actually enjoyed it, and after a couple months of flirting he asked you on a date and you agreed. Four months you'd be official and you were happy. You had some insecurities and despite paying attention to you, Sanji's eyes had wandered on the last island and it made you feel like crap. Was he bored of you? You'd chosen to avoid him instead of sitting down and talking.

You get up from the chair and stretch, rearranging your bikini which had ridden up a little. Not hearing the door behind you open as your boyfriend walks onto the deck from the kitchen.

'A man could get used to such a beautiful sight,' Sanji whistles behind you.

You spin around and see him holding a tray with two glasses of lemonade on eyeing you up and down with his greedy eyes, 'you say that to all the girls,' you spit out and pout, looks like you were the one doing the confronting.

Sanji hums and sits down on the edge of your vacated chair, putting the tray down on a small table and rolling up his shirt sleeves, 'Nami mentioned it. I'm sorry beautiful, my attention should be only for you. Let me make it up to you,' he says sincerely while patting his knee.

Sanji was the best lover you'd ever had, he was gentle and rough, knowing how to tease but then compliment you, and right now you were putty in his hands because you'd missed his touch. You straddle his lap and put your arms on his shoulders, 'then make it up to me.'

'With pleasure my lady,' he coos, and you gasp as he moves aside one half of your bikini top exposing your breast, 'let Sanji make you feel good.'

He gropes your breast before leaning down to kiss your nipple which sends a jolt through your body. You didn't realise how sensitive your nipples were because most guys you'd been with ignored them, 'shit--' you moan, and you feel Sanji smirk around your nipple.

Next thing you know he's removed your whole bikini top with a simple tug of the string around your neck, and starts playing with both your breasts, and you can't help but feel your cheeks blush as you slowly start to grind on him.

You bite your lip, 'fuck, why are you...mmh...why are you doing this to me? Feels good.'

Sanji wastes no time continuing his exploration of your chest by kissing, licking and flicking to his heart's content. He wasn't being rough, after all this was his apology.

You continue to grind, feeling Sanji's bulge, 'when I first met you Sanji, I didn't know you were like this, I thought you were a player,' you mumble as you dig your fingers into his thighs.

Sanji laughs, 'and I thought you were shy when we first met, but look at you now,' he grins, hands moving to grip your own thighs keeping you in place.

You unzip his trousers and he helps you pull them down along with this underwear, freeing his dick that already leaked precum matching your own wetness in your bottoms. You pull your bikini bottoms down and position yourself over him, Sanji watching and letting you take control.

'We can take things slow beautiful, as long as you're happy I'm happy,' he says sincerely, making it hard for you to not take him all at once.

You wrap your arms around his shoulders and slowly sink onto him, pulling your two bodies closer until your head is on his shoulder.

'So beautiful,' Sanji moans, hands coming up behind you to cup your ass, 'why would I want anyone else, you're the only one for me.'

You smile against his shoulder as you position yourself comfortably, 'I love your Sanji, I'm sorry for doubting you.'

You gasp loudly as his fingers dig into your cheeks, 'and I love you, punishment comes later, right now I'm content like this.'

Despite the heat you shiver at his playful tone, knowing what he could do behind locked doors, and you loved it. But right now you were also content relaxing and cockwarming, stealing a very intimate moment with your lover before the rest of the crew came back.

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What Happens Below Deck Stays Below Deck! Shanks (OPLA)

SMUT! You are the new shipwright but have caught your captain's eye and despite your best efforts to hide from him after a drunken confession he manages to corner you below deck - what the crew don't know won't hurt them - Shanks x Reader (Female) SMUT!

It wasn't that you were avoiding your captain, it was more like doing your job which happened to keep you away. Okay, maybe you were hiding a little and not being alone in the same room as him because you were mortified about what happened a month after you joined the crew as the shipwright.

Everyone in the tavern was drinking and you had a little too much and might have told your captain what you did before you joined his crew. You weren't proud of your past as a prostitute, and when Shanks stated it was why you were so good with your hands, you purred in his ear and told him you were better with your mouth.

Luckily there were enough jobs around the ship to keep you busy. Like today while the ship was docked you could finally fix one of the dodgy planks in the main sleeping area because the whole crew were off the ship. You got on great with everyone and wanted to be respected for your work and not because you screwed the captain.

You had all your tools ready and the new plank already cut to size, you literally needed to pop the old one out and replace it. Maybe then because the ship was empty you could enjoy a bath with some of the bath salts you got from the last island you docked at. It was hard being the only girl on the crew.

'There we go, a job well done,' you say cheerfully, as you test the new plank by walking across it on all fours since you were already down there, and smiling when you didn't hear a creak.

As you admire your work you frown when a shadow looms over you because you thought you were alone, 'what the he--' you freeze, looking up to see Shanks staring down at you, more so his eyes lingering on your breasts which were on show due to your current position.

'Someone has been avoiding me haven't they?' Shanks chuckles his usual jovial tone darker and more sinister, 'Now I have you all to myself. Haven't been able to get you out of my head.'

'Captain, I can--' you go to stand but he pushes you back down.

'You've had me all flustered picturing your mouth on my dick, I'm your captain and I order you to make me feel better!' he demand, cutting you off.

Your eyes widen as you watch him pull down his pants and release his very well-endowed dick which was already hard and dripping precum. You were a little flattered this was all because of you, but you were torn.

You cave and lick your lips, 'I don't want this to change things, captain.'

Shanks nods and tangles his fingers in your hair, 'we both need this. This won't change things.'

You get on your knees and rest your hands on his thighs, before you take the tip in your mouth and start to lick the precum. It had been a couple of years since you'd deepthroated and you were intimidated by his size and if you were going to be able to take all of him.

'fuck--' Shanks grunts above you.

You take one hand and start rubbing the shaft in time with your licks, while the other hand reaches for his balls, all the while making sure to keep eye contact with him. You hated this, but it was something men seemed to crave.

'Such a tease...' Shanks groans, 'so eager you forgot where we are...' he laughs, fingers tightening in your hair, 'anyone could walk in on us.'

Realisation dawns on you that someone could come back and catch you in the act, and you didn't want to be seen like this, 'wait--'

Shanks cuts you off by pushing your head down roughly, forcing you to swallow more of him, your jaw hurting from being stretched. Your hands dig into his thighs as you fail to scream around him.

'I'm sorry, what was that? I can't hear you over all that noise you're making,' he taunts.

You manage to control your breathing as you feel him touch the back of your throat. Keeping the grip on his thighs you start to rock backwards and forwards on your heels and he quickly matches your pace. You didn't care that you were drooling, you stared up at your captain with pleading eyes that threatened tears.

Shanks moans, 'I'm enjoying the view. It's not every day I get to mouth fuck someone so pretty. I bet you can go deeper, I bet you want to choke on my cum, answer me.'

You're not quite sure if you nod or grunt a yes, but either way, Shanks wanted more and you resigned yourself to let him take control. Your nose is pressed against his stomach as he bottoms out deep in your throat, tears falling freely as he uses your mouth like his personal fleshlight, unloading cum which you tried to choke down but some came back up and mixed with your drool.

His thrusts start to slow down and his fingers leave your hair as he gasps for breath, 'beautiful...I can see my dick inside you...' he trails off, one finger lazily running down your cheek to your throat where he traces the clear bulge, '...as much as I'd love to see you keep choking on me, I'm impatient and there's something else I want more.'

He pulls out slowly with a satisfying pop, but you still have to catch your breath coming down from your own high. With a simple motion of his eyes towards your pants, you hastily remove them and your damp underwear with shaking hands. You lie back and spread your legs, 'captain...' you whisper but it comes out like a moan.

Shanks smirk gets bigger as he gets down on the floor, 'You're fucking gorgeous like this, spread like a good girl who wants to be eaten, and lucky for you I'm starving.'

You gasp as he lifts one of your legs over his shoulder to part you even more, 'Like I said I don't want this to change things on the ship captain.'

Shanks hums as his head dips between your thighs, 'My door will always be open, but I won't treat you any differently, I always keep my word.'

You didn't know if you'd take him up on his offer, but your mind is quickly swayed when his tongue finds your already sensitive clit and starts to roll his tongue, and your hips buck when two fingers slip between your folds and curl inside you. It was easy to see why the captain had a reputation with the ladies because you hadn't been pleasured like this in a long time. You don't try to conceal your noises as he brings you to the edge and you cum around his fingers and face. You would happily take the pain of being fucked senseless if you got a reward after.

After making you cum a few more times Shanks pulls his face up from between your thighs, your juices covering his face. You somehow manoeuvre your body to pull his face towards you and crash your lips down on his, tasting yourself.

Shanks laughs into the kiss, 'I can think of a few more things around the ship that need fixing. I have a dodgy chair in my quarters.'

You pull back and rest your forehead against his, 'I'm happy you're my captain. Now we should probably make ourselves decent before anyone comes back.