#Sanzu imagines

[mitsuyeaah]

"go to sleep. . ." sanzu's gruff voice cuts through the still silence of the night. you suck in a sharp breath, it startled you a little—you've been tracing sanzu's pretty features with your eyes as he lays on his back next to you. his side profile never fails to amaze you; the way his thick lashes curl upwards, every dip and curve of his cute nose, his rosy lips.

"or, you can keep looking." despite the tiredness in his tone, there's an evident tease. sanzu turns to his side, giving you a full view of his face. he had his arms loosely crossed over his chest, eyes sealed shut, and forehead slightly creased from his knitted brows.

bringing a finger towards sanzu's face, you ghost it over his face; along the bridge of his nose—causing him to scrunch it a little at your soft butterfly touch—to the dip of his lips, and over the ridged skin on the corners of his mouth.

"you're so pretty, haru. . .”

sanzu's heart pounded against his chest. thank the heavens for the moonlit room because you couldn't see sanzu's creeping blush. pretty. no one calls him that. the rosy-haired man lets out a little scoff before turning his back to you, hiding the fact that he's flustered.

you let out a soft laugh before wrapping your arms around him, tightly -his back flush against your chest. his scent engulfed you, immediately putting your body at ease.

"so beautiful, my haru."

sanzu lets out an absent-minded hum, taking your hand in his. naturally, he'd snap at other people calling him those words but it's different with you, it always is.

[short-black-diamond]

TOKYO REVENGERS - Masterlist - 23.6.2023

The feminine Haitani Feminist

Tokyo revengers with a muslim friend :D

Tokyo revengers with a muslim friend :D , part 2

Tokyo revengers with a muslim wife :D

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[zeltqz]

unwind with me | haruchiyo sanzu

pairing. ex bf!sanzu x fem!reader

word count. 3.4k

synopsis. when sanzu doesn't take you breaking up with him seriously.

content. mentions of murder (bonten antics), pills, sex under the influence, sanzu being in denial, clingly obsessive haruchiyo, toxic relationship, sanzu broke into your house, so implied stalking ig? no violence though

taglist. @insayninthamembrayn @mrsharuchiyo @thisbicc @Mishueb @littleoanh @gennysuga @wenumsmol @foreshadxw @meuw02

authors note. IM BACK BITCHES (kinda sorta idk) i know i promised to post like days ago but things happened so..........yeah my fault my fault

“This is me,” you said with a small smile to your date. The uber driver stopped outside your house as you dug through your bag for your keys. 

“I had fun today,” he muttered, pressing his forehead against yours. His warm brown eyes stared at yours as you fought back the urge to kiss him. It’s late, the sun set long ago, the black sky littered with stars and the mood was just perfect. If there was another moment to kiss him it was now.

As if he was thinking the same, his eyes dropped down to your lips as his tongue darted out to wet his own. You leaned forward first, closing what little gap was left between both your bodies and you kissed him, slow and sweet. 

The driver watched the slow kiss through the mirror and frowned. “How adorable. But you need to leave my car. I have other stops to make.”

The two of you pulled away, having forgotten your surroundings and you cleared your throat, bidding goodbye to your date and the driver and slid out of the car.  When you looked back at the car, he had his hands in a phone gesture and mouthed Call me , making you giggle as the car drove off. You bit back on a shit-eating grin as you made your way up to your door. If it wasn’t for the love struck haze in your mind, you would’ve noticed how weird it was that your door was already unlocked.

Stepping inside your house, you flicked on the light, humming to yourself as you kicked off your shoes. You grabbed a sorry snack from the fridge and began to dig into it as you thought back to your day. This was the fifth date your friends set you up on this week alone. Each of them were exhausting and boring; the men mediocre at best, only talking about themselves the entire time and rarely asking you questions about yourself, your job or your life.

Today however, exceeded all your expectations. Not only was he nurturing, kind, and caring, he also paid for all your things despite telling him you could afford it, listened to you talking about your life and remembered bits and pieces to bring up later. It shocked you when he remembered a short joke you made earlier and even brought it up later causing you to break out into laughter.

Despite being the lovely person he was, there was still something missing. Compared to your ex boyfriend who quite frankly was crazy. You shook your head, refusing to think about Haruchiyo right now when you’re trying to move on. 

With a sigh, you walked over to your living room with the intent to watch some TV, and yelp when you see Haruchiyo reclining on your couch like he lives here. Like you didn’t break up with him last week. He even had the audacity to put his filthy shoes on your furniture just because he can. 

“Get out.”

He looked away from the TV and over to you. With the darkness in the living room, his face looked even more haunting as the TV screen lit up half of his face, his mouth stretched into a chilling smile that sent shivers down your spine. If you had something other than a teaspoon in your hands right now you would’ve dashed it at him. 

“But you just got here…” he said with a frown. 

“And you need to leave. Right now. B—before I call—”

“Call who? The police? You know Bonten basically controls them, right?” He leaned back against the couch, stretching his long arms out and smirked at you. “I practically own them. They worship me baby.”

You rolled your eyes. “Fine. I won’t call the police. But you need to get out.”

His eyes crinkled as he smiled, all teeth at you. “Nice to see you too.”

You felt like you had 400 pound shackles on your feet with how heavy your footsteps were, but you stopped in front of the couch. “Why are you here?”

He tilted his head to the side. “Can I not see you? Check up on you?” The fact he looked genuinely confused made you want to rip your hair out.

“You have a phone. I have a phone.”

“You blocked me,” he cut you off, narrowing his eyes.

You crossed your arms over your chest, fighting back a scoff. “Take the hint.” You leaned closer to his face, hoping the closeness would make your words actually enter his ears not float past him. “We. Broke. Up. I do not love you anymore.”

Haruchiyo hummed, stroking his chin, looking up at the ceiling. “No…No I don’t recall us breaking up.” He looked back down and smiled playfully when he watched your serious face fall. “I remember you telling me to fuck off and die though. That’s what you told me.” He shrugged. “Nothing about breaking up though.”

“Huh?” You blinked at him, hands clenched to your side. “It’s common sense!” You took a deep breath, stepping away from him to pace around your living room, all the while he just leaned forward, grabbed the snack you dropped on the table and began to eat it. 

“You know what. Fine.” You crossed the room once more, stopping in front of him. “I want to break up.”

He shook his head taking a bite of the Oreo. “You don’t mean that.”

“I do. I want to break up.” You meant every single word and you noted the exact moment he realised you weren’t playing around. His mouth fell into a flat line and his eyebrows creased as he frowned.

“You don’t mean that,” he repeated, standing from the couch. You took a step back when he kept walking towards you until you hit the wall. His eyes flashed dangerously as he glared down at you. “Take it back.”

“No,” you spat back, holding your ground. Deep down you knew it wasn’t right for you to be provoking him like this, not with a track record like his. But you were sick of being submissive. “I—I mean every word.” You had to force the words out, hoping with each passing the weakness inside you left with it. 

But the second you stuttered it all went to fail.

His smile only grew. “That so?”

“I don’t want to be with you anymore.”

“Why’s that?” He pouted, his whole demeanour condescending as he brushed his hand over your cheek. The faint tingle of his fingers brushing along your skin had your lip trembling, fighting the urge to flinch away from his touch. He’s so scary. “C’mon, tell me why? What did I do?”

You swallowed the thick lump in your throat. “You’re dangerous, Haru.”

He snickered a little. “Common knowledge, sweetheart.” He moved his hand down to your chin, fighting your face up to his eyeline. “What else?”

From the corner of your eye, you can’t miss the tattoo on his forearm. The permenant, constant reminder that Haruchiyo will always be who he is. When you first saw the tattoo, you let ignorance consume you, thinking he just liked the design, but now you know the true meaning behind Bonten and their motives, you know Haruchiyo’s job excuting people he thinks are traitors. The fact when you asked for his body count and he only shrugged made you want to puke. You can’t look at the tattoo the same anymore, neither can you look at him the same.

“You kill people.”

“So?”

“So?” You blinked uselessly at him. “Are you serious? Y—you can’t just kill people Sanzu! It’s—”

“It’s Haru to you.” He had the audacity to roll his eyes but at least he removed his hand from your face. “Don’t tell me you forgot?”

You crossed your arms together and shook your head. “No. Not anymore.”

His lips twitched up into a smile, the corners of his scars following suit. Those same scars you used to kiss every night and tell him they’re beautiful and unique do nothing but scare you even more. “Do you remember what you used to say to me?” he started, slowly tilting your head to the side by your chin.

“I used to say a lot of things.” You swallowed harshly, hoping he doesn’t feel the tremble of your jaw.

“You said that you love me,” he muttered, distracted by your lips and how sexy they looked under your ceiling light, “that you cared about me…swore that you’d never leave me—”

The memories of each moment fill your mind, the images of kissing him goodbye, squeezing him tight and begging him to stay before he could leave, pouting when he told you he couldn’t stay the night because he had “work to do”.

Vaguely, you wonder that if you knew what ‘work’ consisted of, would you have let him stay the night? 

“That was before…”

“Before what?” He looked at you confused, intrigued.

You took a deep breath, swallowing your emotions down. “Before you lied to me about who you were and what you did!” Your voice got higher the more you spoke, and you hated the way you sounded and the way tears fell down your face. “I fell in love with the guy before I figured out who you were. You’re a fucking murderer and I don’t love you.”

The silence was deafening, filled with nothing but the dull sound of your AC, the water from the tap dripping slowly into the sink, and the sound of your heavy breathing as you tried to calm yourself down. 

He backed away and started laughing. It was a low chuckle that slowly erupted into something more, a full fit of laughter and you couldn’t help but feel so small, like the punchline of some unknown joke.

“What’s—what’s so funny?”

He can’t stop laughing, even after he slapped a hand over his mouth to conceal it. “Nothing—nothing. It’s just—fuck. You’re so dumb.”

“I—” You blinked at him. 

“You knew exactly what you were getting into when you dated me. You’re not fooling anybody with this act of yours. You like the thrill, don’t you? You had this mindset that you thought you could change me, right? That’s what this is about?”

“I didn’t— No. I di—”

“No,” he cut you off, standing in front of you again. He placed his hand on your waist and tugged you closer. “You did. You just don’t want to accept the truth.”

Squeezing your eyes shut, you fought back a whimper when you felt his lips by your ear, your legs turning weaker by the second when he whispered, “You can’t accept the fact you’re in love with someone like me.”

You inhaled sharply when he licked your earlobe. “I don’t love you.”

He hummed softly by your ear, and you hated how the sound calmed you. If it wasn’t for the fact your heart was beating so fast it might as well have jumped outside of your chest, you know you would’ve forgot about everything he did or made you feel and melted into his touch. 

“Why don’t you love me?” His lips tickled your ears as he whispered, voice full of emotion and it almost pained you to spend another second with him this close to you. His face turned, his nose sliding against your cheek leaving a compellingly warm trail until he stopped by pressing his lips to yours in a soft kiss. It was far too short for your liking, but you couldn’t help but feel relieved when he pulled away, untrusting of your own body to have the strength to pull away yourself. “What did I ever do to you?”

“N—nothing…”

“So why do you hate me?” When you shook your head and tried to look down at the ground, he lifted your head up back to his. 

“Stop it,” you grumbled, trying to shake out of his grip but froze when he pressed his forehead against yours. Green eyes peeked down at yours, and your stomach ached when you saw the heat in his eyes. “I don’t hate you Haru… I just—” You struggled to find the words for the sudden inner turmoil you were facing regarding your feelings. “I don’t know.”

“So you love me? Hm?” He nudged your face back to his when you looked distracted. “C’mon.”

“I don’t know.”

“Yes you do. You love me just like I love you. Look at me.” He gently shook you. You flicked your eyes up at him, shiny with your tears that had his thumb tingling to wipe it off, or lick it off. Either option has him satifised. 

Licking your tears though will probably creep you out even more and it took him this long to calm you down, the last thing he’d want is to scare you off again. So he chose the latter, wiping your tears away as he shushed you. 

“Shhhh, it’s okay. I got you.” You started to cry harder to the point he needed buckets to clear it all away. He pushed your head into his chest and you wrinkled his shirt with how hard you gripped it, and sobbed silently. “You’re getting my shirt wet, baby.”

“Shut up,” your voice was watery as you stifled a laugh, embracing him in a tight hug. The tears didn’t stop until he pulled your face away, holding you with one big hand on your cheek. 

“Lemme make you feel better, baby.” He doted kisses along your cheeks. You shook your head and snifled. 

“I can’t.”

“You can. Look at me.” There was a hint of demand in his voice that had you forcing yourself to meet his gaze. He licked his lips as he looked searchingly across your face. He was leaning forward and your eyes squeezed shut when he met your lips in a kiss. 

His hand slid down to your back, pulling you towards him till your chests touched. Your arms ached with the need to hold him back, wrap his arms around him to embrace him the way you want him to. 

“Haru, n—” He sloppily kissed you again, pushing you back against the wall. 

You moaned into his mouth when he moved his hands to your ass, squeezing and holding it in a painful grip as his tongue devoured your mouth, licking along yours. He always kissed sloppily, loving nothing more than to pull away and watch the string of spit break. One of his hands moved upwards to carress your waist, squeezing gently as he slowly slid up your shirt, his fingers tickling your stomach moments later. 

You broke the kiss to switch angles, holding him by the back of his neck, pressing your chest as close to his as possible in an unspoken request for him to go further. He lifted you off the floor and your legs wrapped around his waist. 

Your mind was screaming at you for letting yourself slip between the cracks of Haru’s fingers again, but your body was aching, rolling with heat that only Haruchiyo could extinguish. 

With that, he flopped you onto your bed, kneeling between your legs and started to unbutton his shirt. “I missed you so fucking much,” he said, throwing his shirt somewhere into the dark corner of your room. 

You bit your tongue to stop yourself from saying it back.

 “Open your mouth,” he commanded, digging into his pants pocket for a baggie of MDMA pills. He placed one on your tongue, and slotted one on his, letting it dissolve on his tongue before leaning down to lick into your mouth. This was the level of sloppiness he’s craved, rolling his tongue against yours, sucking on it until you caved, running your hands along his chest until they reached his pants.

You hooked a finger into his belt loop, unbuckling the item and sliding it off him. He broke the kiss to look down at your hands as they disappeared into his pants, his mouth dropping open as you brushed his cock lightly. “F—fuck…”

“Feel good?” You whisper in his ear, tugging his earlobe between your teeth. 

“Yeah,” he murmurred, leaning down to lay a littany of sloppy kisses down your neck and chest. You lifted your arms up and helped him remove your shirt before he was groping your chest. 

His hands slid under your body and unfastened your bra, tossing it in the same direction he disposed of his shirt. “Never seen someone with better tits than yours, fuck.” He sat back and squeezed them together, enjoying the sight of his hands alone covering your whole breast. “You’re so sexy.” 

His head lowered close enough until he latched onto a nipple, his tongue circled around it as he licked and sucked. Your chest stuttered in your chest as his warm mouth made you dizzy. “Haru.”

“Hm?” He moved to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. “What’s wrong?”

The effects of the pill had your mind blanking and sensations intensifying. Every vein in your body was on full alert as you felt the raw jittery energy run through them. “Keep going.”

He grinned as he watched your trip start and began sucking down your stomach. Your hands bunched up his hair, unaware of the tight grip you possessed when his tongue stopped above your abdomen. He all but ripped your pants off, leaving your underwear on and continued his journey to your thighs. 

“Haru, come on,” you whispered, impatient. You were just as hungry to see him between your legs as he was to eat you out.

“Fuck…you look really good…” he murmurs as he raked his eyes down your body, focused on the spread of your legs. He hooked his finger under your panties and tugged on it, your slick attaching to his finger and he licked his lips. “So wet already?” 

“...shut up.”

He chuckled and began pulling your panties down. Two big palms spread your legs to make enough room for his face. His eyes sparkled with admiation like he’s eyeing the worlds holiest relic. The moonlight bouncing from the window only made your wet folds glisten, paired up with the way the drugs melted through his system made his mouth water. He got a little lost in the moment when he slides a finger through your folds, relishing in the hitched moan that left your moan. 

How he missed that sound. How he missed your sounds.

Your little breathless ‘please’ was lost behind closed ears when he licked a long stripe on your cunt. A muffled slur of his name slipped from your mouth as he slowly ate you out, focusing on the way your wetness felt on his tongue. His lips latched onto your clit, sucking obscenly so that your back arched off the bed. 

Drinking from you is so addictive and sweet he thinks he might cry if he has to pull away. He pulled you closer, your body being dragging along the sheets as he continued to devour you. The closer your body was, the more hungry he felt, and his nails dug into your numb thighs painfully. 

His tongue lazily licked up and down at your clit until your legs were squeezing his head, shifting restlessly on the bed to get him away from you. 

“H—haru, fuck fuck fuck,” you whimpered, pulling his hair aggressively as your body shook with pleasure. 

“Not yet, baby. I’m not done,” he spoke into your pussy, moving back to your clit. “Wanna lick you dry, holy shit.” 

“I can’t—” You whined, trying to push him off you. After a couple more scratching and tugging, he pulled away, the bottom half of his face soaked in your slick. 

“If you can’t even handle my tongue, how can you handle my cock?” As if to prove his point, his cock was thick and hard in his boxers when he stood up, moving to kneel between your legs. 

Watching Haruchiyo strip was like a holy rite, the way his dick sprung out from his boxers. Especially when he began palming his length, pushing more and more precum from the tip with each jerk.  Your mouth watered as you sat up slowly to get on your knees, moving to the end of the bed where he stood.

You wrapped a hand around his cock, making his hips jerk forward when you began to lap at the bead of precum beading at the tip. He let out a faint moan at the way your lips suctioned around his cock, the warmth of your mouth making his head spin the lower you sunk down.

“Just like that…” he bit his lip drawing blood as you started to bob your head up and down. Your jaw ached from the stretch and it took everything in you not to choke, but you wanted to please him, so you endured it and took him as far in as you could.

The second your nose brushed his pelvis, his hand flew to the back of your head and held you down there, head thrown back, mouth flopped open as he let out puffy breaths with each passing second your throat convulsed around his cock.

He pulled you off and positioned you onto all fours, rubbing and smacking at a single cheek. “You know what you do to me?” He licked his lips, moving his cock between your thighs and began to slowly fuck them. 

The heat of his cock plus the wetness between your legs made you slowly fuck back, face tucked between your arms. His cock is nestled perfectly between your thighs and to tempt him more, you squeeze your thighs together, fighting back a laugh when he groans.

“Oh, it’s like that huh?” He pulled out and you never felt more empty despite him not even fucking you yet. “You wanna keep that same attitude in five seconds?”

“Wha— fuck!” you moaned out, nails scratching the sheets when he sheathed himself inside you in one thrust. “Oh my god! F—fuck!” Your body bounced back against him as he held your hips, fucking into you like you’re a fuck toy, submissive and pliant.

He threw his head back, closing his eyes as your pussy squeezed and gushed around his cock. He fucked you till you’re stuffed, your walls dragging along his cock with every thrust. 

“You feel so fucking good,” he mumbles, voice borderline shaking. He stopped moving and spanked you again, making you jolt. “Fuck back onto it.”

“N—no,” you managed to stutter out, still keeping your stubborn demeanour. 

“No?” His thrusts came to a stop. 

“Don’t stop.” You frowned, straining your weak muscles to look behind you, but he shoved your face back into the sheets. 

He bent forward until his back was flush against yours, and spoke into your ear. “I said fuck back onto it.” He dug his hands into your hair and lifted you up. “You gonna do as I say?”

“Y—yes.” He let go of your hair and moved back and watched with wild eyes as you slowly pushed off his cock and back down. “O—oh my god,” you moaned out, digging your face back into the sheets as you continued fucking yourself on his cock. Every now and then he’d slap your ass and groan into your ear, all sinful and low enough to spur you on and go crazy on his cock even more. 

Sanzu practically felt your whole body go numb as you silently screamed into the sheets as your body trembled. Your orgasm was intense and he snapped his hips forward, making your silent scream a yelp as he pinned you back down to the bed, fucking into you with the intent of cumming inside you. You could feel his hips stutter and after a couple seconds, he slammed once more then there was a wet squelch and a moan followed by heavy panting. 

He pulled out and sat back, wiping the sweat from his forehead. Your body was stiff and limp and the lack of energy made it hard for you to move. After a couple seconds, you heard him slide off the bed and begin looking around your room for his clothes. In the time it took him to change back into his clothes, you managed to lift yourself enough to roll over onto your back. 

After fixing his belt, he pulled out his phone and read a message from Mikey before putting it back into his pocket. “I gotta go. Got more business to take care of.” He winked at you, taunting you now that you know the meaning behind his ‘business’ and swiftly shut the door behind him.

[colooalex]

jajaja da risa la foto, Sanzu promocionando droga jajaja

[y-umiko]

BET | SANZU H.

Requested by Anon — For the 2k event

Troupe: Bet

a/n: This troupe has been done so many times, it's old but classic. however, I've decided to make my own take on it. I'm not sure if anon wanted an angst or not.

The look of rejection

lips quivering, eyes red, shoulders slump, a look of disappointment, it was a familiar sight you had grown to accustomed after countless women and men alike confess and got rejected by your fellow executives. being a member of Bonten comes with risk, fame, and suitors.

"Another confession? how many was it this week?" Ran mused joining you and the others from the lounge, where there was a perfect view of Sanzu and a woman, clearly confessing to him.

"I lost count after the blond woman who tried to woo him with drugs" Kakucho drawled, soon losing interest in the situation.

soon the woman comes running out, tears in her eyes. while Sanzu continues doing his work as usual. the sight lighting a chuckle to escape your lips, immediately gaining the attention of the other.

"what's so funny?" Ran amuse asked

"Nothing, I just don't get why those women can't tame Sanzu" you casually mumbled, before sipping from your glass of wine that the executives shared.

"Oh, you think you can do better?"

"wooing Sanzu? I mean I manage to seduce Rin, aren't I?" you chuckled before winking at the younger Haitani. suddenly reminding you of the time Ran also bet you how long it would take to seduce his younger brother.

"That was a long time ago!" Rin's embarrassed outburst.

a sly wide grin spread on Ran's lips, another 'not so good' idea on his head. "Alright if you're as good as you say how about a bet?" he grinned, making you raise a brow urging him to continue "why don't you go after Sanzu? if you manage to get him to say 'I love you', you win"

Kokonoi, who had been watching silently from afar with Takeomi, merely shook his head and walk away. sometimes he wonders how these childish people are running an organization.

"what do I get if I win?"

"looser has to take the winner's workload for a week" Ran proposed and it does sound good, no workload means vacation. if something goes wrong you can just blame the other.

"make it a month, I'm risking my life here"

"deal"

---

Trying to trick Sanzu was bad, you know that, but considering all the bad and illegal things you and the gang had done. a little prank was not out of the question.

However, Sanzu was hard to please, no amount of money or status you have would impress him, considering his wealth and status process over yours.

many times you've invited him into nightclubs, and many times you were rejected. many times you followed him around and were shot down with a threat. many times you brought him presents and many times he paid no mind.

however, while in the process of trying to make Sanzu fall, you ended up falling head over heels instead. classic, but not surprising because while Sanzu was intimidating with all his crazy antics, and cold stares, beneath all those, lay an abundant love and adoration.

because while he rejected your proposal to go to a nightclub, he would be waiting outside for you, leaning against his newly washed car, sober and with a cigarette in hand to pick you up.

because while he threatens you to not follow him anymore, he slows down his pace so you can match his pace. and while he paid no mind to your presents, he keeps them and treasures them.

and while you quickly sink down, realizing you love the pink-haired monster, a pang of sickening guilt keeps clawing, reminding you that this wasn't real.

It had started as a bet until it wasn't a bet anymore because you knew what you were feeling wasn't a lie anymore.

you need to call the bet off.

---

Sanzu has no words to describe you, all he knew was you were a silent storm, quiet and unpredictable until you came raging and destroying all that he knew.

an amused smirk would be present on his lips whenever you think you were subtle with your advances. he tried ignoring you and rejecting your offer but you were like a drug.

an addiction that he can get high forever. he wonders what is it that made you so addicting when all you do was constantly insert yourself in his life. and it didn't take long for him to realize that it was because you stayed despite seeing what he's capable of, you stayed despite knowing his crazy tendencies.

and while he realizes his feeling, doubt, and insecurity was pulling him down. and he doesn't want you sinking with him. that is until fate decided that enough is enough.

"what's the progress y/n? tamed Sanzu yet? I'm itching for that one-month vacation for the bet"

and as if fate desired it Sanzu happened to be coming in your direction but stopped when he heard his name. his heart dropped and felt a million times heavier.

"what's the matter y/n? not so confident in your ability to seduce anymore? " Sanzu heard Ran mock, and if only Sanzu can see the look on your face.

"guys listen I want t- " he heard you start but he heard enough.

"a bet? I knew something was suspicious when you suddenly become interested in my work" he manage to say between gritted teeth. he was hurt and he knew you knew for it probably showed on his face before he was able to mask it away.

"Haru-" you called but he was already walking away to listen more. he knew it was too good to be true. for someone like you to pay attention to someone like him. he just feels silly for opening up to you.

"I'm gonna kill you later" Sanzu heard you hiss at Ran, and soon familiar footsteps followed him. he wonders how many times had you tried following him-before he slowed down his pace so you can catch up, how many times had you tried this before just so you can win over a bet.

"Haru! wait! will you stop for a minute" you called but Sanzu continue to walk away. leaving traces of his broken heart behind.

"I have nothing to say to people like you, be glad that you're an asset in this organization cause if not you'll be dead now" He hiss, a half warning he knew he can't comply.

he heard you stop and he thought you gave up as you should be, but soon footsteps came running after him again. and this time passing by him and blocking his way, hindering him to continue forward and lock himself in his room, consume another pill to make the pain disappear.

but here you were again, blocking his path, a determined look on your face. "I'm not even going to lie that there was a bet"

"But please hear me out!"

"what's going on?" he heard Rin ask, along with the others who heard the commotion. and he swears the people in this organization has nothing better to do than pry into each other's private life.

"Get out of my way, I don't want to hear another one of your lies" his voice was called, as if he was interrogating a traitor yet there was no fear in your eyes.

"It was stupid! I was stupid for even taking that bet, and you don't deserve what I did to you. you have the right to hate me. but you should know that as I spend time with you that bet doesn't mean anything anymore, I made a huge mistake so I'll do anything just for you to forgive me"

he chuckles sadly, gaze lowering to the floor. emotions conflicted.

"I love you" you whispered, gaining a little reaction from him.

"you love me?" he asked, a certain vulnerability behind his voice.

"I’ll say it 1000 times if I have to, I’m fucking in love with you, so please tell me what I should do to gain your forgiveness" you raised your hand to reach out to him but hesitated and brought your hand down again.

Sanzu should be his coldhearted self, not care about what you said and continue with his work again. maybe punish you along with the others for the torment they caused. but he can't find it in himself to do so, for his head was only filled with the fact that you love him.

the sharp glisten in your eyes tells him that you were sincere with your words. and slowly he opened his arms for you and you didn't think twice to lose the opportunity and crash right into his arms."I'm still mad but I'll think of other ways for you to make up"

"I'm really sorry" he heard you mumble, tucked under his chin as he hold you close and so are you.

"All right guys, this is sweet but a bet is a bet" the silence is interrupted by none other than Ran. "I win so I don't have to work this month right?"

"why?"

sniffling, you slightly pulled away from Saanzu "Ran bet me a month's worth of workload if I manage to get you to say I love you, it was stupid but I'll think of it as a punishment for what I did"

Sanzu smirked as if he just had a brilliant idea.

"I love you" he suddenly mumbled as he stared down at you.

"huh"

"Technically you win your bet"

"no fair!"

[slay0368]

🎀🫶🏼 sanzu haruchiyo and his relationship with fem reader🎀🫶🏼

MINORS GET THE FUCK AWAY

Shitty writing,not proofread,sanzu brain rot

Warnings-anger issues,smut,size kink,hate fucking,slut shaming,sanzu being a dilf, ALL THE CHARACTERS ARE ABOVE 20,enemies to lovers.Yeah I think that’s about it

Sanzu haruchiyo

When mikey first introduced you as bontens new number 4 he saw you as a slut and nothing more but over the weekend he saw you with another man on his lap,laughing and giggling like theirs no end LET ME TELL YOU HARUCHIYO SAW RED. So it’s casual to say by the next day the guy who you were sitting on was gone ,done and dusted all together.

Eventually you and sanzu had to share a room for a mission and as you thought he went out and wouldn’t be back till like 6 hours later you whipped out your trusty vibrator NOT KNOWING THAT SANZU THERE HAD PLANTED CAMERAS TO WATCH YOU FUCKING CAMERAS 😇😇😇😇😇😇

So he planted them to catch you like tripping over or to catch your embarrassing moments but as soon as he opened the cameras he saw you using a bullet vibrator and let me tell you he turned the car around so fucking fast and sped to the house /villa passing all the red lights and as soon as he reached he barged in almost breaking the door and he low key says “having fun without me sweetheart?” While smirking. I AM DEAD. Y/n “fuck” “oh no honey I’m gonna fuck you now” when sanzu said those words she gasped and her mouth fell open when she saw him taking out his dick and let me tell you he was big- “sanzu I don’t think it’ll fit” “oh sweetheart I’ll make it fit”

and when he sees your expression he puts on his smug smile “ bigger than you expected right but you’re a big girl you can take it right?” It wasn’t a question and you knew “now use your big girl words and tell me what you want slut”

The look on his face when you tell him your a virgin- he was grinning like a mad man (I meaannnnn he already is one- 🥰😇🤡 )

“Awww my poor slut never had dick in her life huh don’t worry I’m gonna help with that”he said while scissoring you open with his long fingers and as you get wet enough he lines the tip of his cock and runs it up and down your slit “if you really want this dick then beg for it whore” as embarrassing the scene would’ve been sanzu enjoyed seeing your flushed face while begging him to fuck you like the whore you are “ please sanzu I want you to make me feel good I promise I’ll be a good girl” that was enough for him to push inside you slowly since he was kind enough to see that your a virgin

“Sanzu it hurts,hurts s much” you try to say but sanzu just sushes you and says “your the one begging for this dick right? Then take it like a good whore”

As he bottoms out blood can be seen dripping underneath both of them staining the white sheets. As he starts to move at a rough pace you cry at him to stop but he just moves faster “oh what was that? You want he to go fast right then here” “sanzu gonna cum” you say as you cream in on his cock but he maintains his speed, as you get overstimulated sanzus thrusts are getting sloppier and your about to have your 5-6? Orgasm damn you were too dumb on his cock to count “ gonna cum inside you slut, that’s all your good for” as his pace falters “you love being treated like this don’t you” as he cums inside you as you milk every last drop from his balls

“Damn you okay?” “Yea didn’t take you for the caring type tbh” as he cleaned you up and gave u food and cuddles “your mine from now on got that?” While cuddling you “I was always yours haru” you said while cuddling him deeper

The night ended with you both naked and cuddling until the next morning when rindou found you both cuddling under the covers at 10 am when they should be ready for the mission-

OKAY THATS ALL FOR NOW THANKS FOR READINGGGGG

Pls reblog and like!

ITS MY FIRST TIME WRITING SORRY IF ITS A BIT YK-

[mitsuyeaah]

birthday sex with sanzu who just can’t get enough of you and your sopping wet cunt. how he just lets loose after seeing you in nothing but a dainty red ribbon neatly weaved around your body and ending in a small bow; how you told him that you’re his present, and that he can have his way with you however he wanted.

so now you’re a teary, sweaty mess having lost count of how many times you’ve reached your orgasm as he puts you in several different lewd positions on the bed—from missionary to full nelson, sanzu has tried it all with you in one night. but he’s no better, his hips sloppily meeting your bare skin, uncontrolled moans and pitiful attempts of crying out your name. sanzu is just as a whimpering mess as you are.

both fucked out and in pure ecstasy from each other. and when he reaches another high, he holds you close to him, no matter what position the two of you are in. you feel him tremble against you as he buries his cock deep inside while letting out the prettiest sounds—erotic yet somewhat angelic. you feel the intensity of the pleasure behind his moans as it forcefully pushes its way out of his throat, adam’s apple bobbing with every sound. so pure and full of bliss, definitely an unforgettable birthday present.

[xxelfmamaxx]

I want to participate

Ladies and Gentlemen, I represent you our sixth player!

They got...

Sanzu!! Congratulations! Have a lovely Valentine's Day!!

[bluerskiees]

Dating Bonten!Sanzu Haruchiyo <3

The pink haired guy— Hanse from Victon :)

[2-dsimp]

Please if you want, yandere sanzu or Baji "convince" darling to marry them but the ring is a tracking device!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Put a ring on it

Yandere! Sanzu x reader

Tw: violence, yandere tendencies,

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You didn’t have a choice.

You didn’t know how it turned out like this.

In the beginning he was so sweet wanting to do anything that would bring a smile to your face. Eventhough he was a bit of a wild child back then he still had redeemable qualities worth noting. But ever since he got entangled deeper in the gang affairs he became twisted.

Sanzu had you at his every beck and call without fail. He sees you as his prized possession, a pretty little doll that he could bend to his will.

His brash words disguised in soured sweetness, enabled him to manipulate every move you make. He makes you question yourself, planting seeds doubt into your heart. Whenever you thought of leaving him.

“ Tsk! see whatcha did hun? You made my clothes get dirty how’re you gonna take responsibility for this?”

Sanzu teased, flicking the blood off from his katana which happened to splatter dots onto your cheeks. A week ago he killed a man who happened to be your co worker, because they invited you to hang out one night.

“Haha what a fucking idiot, baby this is why you should’ve listened to me in the first place. Now he’s dead because of you.”

Sanzu explicitly explained in detail of what he’d do if you went, which sounded absurd so of course you payed no mind to it. That was your first mistake.

So He waited into the night for the right time to hunt them down. Slicing them to ribbons, happily with a jeering smile that stretched out the scars on the corners of his pursed lips.

Tired of cleaning up the trash, he decided to make it official. Sanzu was like a ticking time bomb that could set off at any moment. So when he proposed you couldn’t find the courage to refuse.

His blue eyes gleamed in satisfaction upon his soon to be bride. Who begrudgingly stood still, forced to put on a mask of happiness in front of his gang. You especially couldn’t afford to make any foolish mistake in front of his idol Mikey.

Even if you were the object of his distorted affection there’s still boundaries that you’re forbidden from ever crossing. Lest you wanna pay the price for being disobedient. He’s quick to become irrational whenever the one he put on the highest pedestal is disrespected in any shape or form.

Which is why the beautiful ring that was slowly sliding down your ring finger was sullied slightly by the blood of an innocent bystander. Because this morning, he brutalized a random stranger to a pulp just cause they were eyeing you for too long for his comfort. Finding that as a form of disrespect.

He smiled fondly down at the ring donning your finger, as if it held a secret that made him feel gratified. Sanzu now was in control of every aspect pertaining to his dear darling, no matter if you’d threatened to spread your wings and take flight. He’d always be there to catch you within his thorny bird cage.

He’d never let you go…

[justanormalsimp]

(Y/N just casually patting Sanzu's head)

Sanzu: WHAT'RE YOU DOING?? WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS???

Y/N: Just givin you love and affection babe, chill out~

Sanzu: Disgusting. Gimme More.

[THIS JUST POPPED IN MY HEAD FOR NO REASON AT ALL. DONT MIND ME AND KEEP SCROLLIN😭]

[knchins]

Brother to Brother - Takeomi & Sanzu

Summary: After catching you and Takeomi having sex, Sanzu decides he deserves a turn with his step-sister too.

Pairing: Akashi Takeomi x Reader x Sanzu Haruchiyo

Reader Type: AFAB - she/her

Rating: E+

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: step-cest, noncon, voyeurism, some yandere behavior, drug use (cocaine), implied drug addiction, some degradation, biting, begging, anal fingering, anal sex, first-time anal sex, vaginal sex, double penetration, unsafe sex, no described aftercare (but I like to think there is some)

Notes: Thanks for the request anon! I've never written step-cest before but wanted to give it a try in hopes that it may help me sort through some of my own personal trauma. I hope you enjoy it <3

Sanzu knew the moment he caught you riding his brother’s slender cock that he had to have you. He had long since had thoughts about sneaking into your bedroom at night and welcoming you into the family as their new step-sister, but it seemed as if his older brother had beaten him to the punch. His eyes watched as your nude form bounced up and down quickly on Takeomi’s dick as he thrust up into you at a matched pace. Your tits moved in perfect harmony with your hips. He nearly came in his pants just from watching the two of you. 

He had been reluctant to share a place with his brother shortly after his twentieth birthday. He was even more reluctant when he suggested their younger step-sibling move in until she got on her feet. You were only a few months younger than Sanzu himself and he’d be lying if he hadn’t been lusting after you since the day you had met at your parents’ wedding. 

He didn’t know why he didn’t step in that night. Why he didn’t try to join when he woke up to the soft creaks of Takeomi’s bed and muffled moans from your mouth. At first, he had thought Teakomi had brought someone home or he was just masturbating, he had not been expecting to find you in the throes of passion with your own older step-brother. 

Suddenly his mind drifted to his biological little sister and how much of a pain in the ass she had been. Rage bubbled up in his gut at the thought of Senju. He pushed the feelings away as he used his credit card to divvy out a line of white powder from the pile on the small mirror. He grabbed a rolled-up yen note and inhaled it with ease. All of the practice had made perfection. 

Tonight was the night he was going to have you whether you wanted him or not. He’d seen the way you looked at him. The fear in your eyes as you stared at the parallel scars on the sides of his mouth. What kind of monster was he? Well, you were going to find out as soon as Takeomi left for the store. There would be no one there to save you.

As soon as he heard the front door close, Sanzu made his way from his room to yours. He didn’t bother knocking as he opened the door to find you laying on your stomach on your bed, looking at your phone while in nothing but your underwear and one of Takeomi’s T-shirts. You looked over your shoulder, a look of surprise crossing your features as Sanzu made his way over to you with a menacing grin. 

“Haruchiyo? What are you-” He grabbed you by the arm and forcefully flipped you over onto your back. You let out a small squeak of surprise at the sudden movement, your phone falling out of reach. “Stop! You shouldn’t be in here! Get out!” 

You began to fight him, attempting to push him off with all your might. Nothing was working as he only laughed at your feebleness. “What’s wrong, sis? Is it because I’m not our shitty older brother?” 

Sanzu cackled at the shocked look on your face. How did he know? You two had been so careful, hadn’t you? Takeomi had said Sanzu was a hard sleeper and that nothing woke him up after he finally passed out from the drugs and alcohol. Had he been mistaken? “That’s right, I know what a little slut you are.” He said, his tone suddenly turning from playful to angry. “You’ll be begging me to play with your pussy by the time I’m done with you.” 

He began to rip off your clothes and though you still fought him, he easily overpowered you, rendering you naked underneath him in no time. His pink tongue slid across his lips at the sight of your body. He leaned down and took in a mouthful of your right breast before biting down hard enough to make you cry out in pain. 

When he pulled away you looked down to see the massive red mark he left behind, the indentions where his teeth had sunk into you were already turning purple. “Haru, please stop this.” You whimpered as he lifted off to pull off his own clothes. He had been smart, only wearing a shirt and a pair of sweat pants when he walked in for easy access. Before taking them off he had pulled out a small bottle of lube. 

He noticed your eyes drift to his flushed cock, “See what your begging does to me? Makes me so fucking hard I can’t take it.” He sounded unhinged and while Takeomi had warned you to keep your distance from Sanzu, you had always thought he just didn’t like his younger brother. Now you saw it had really been for your own safety. 

He opened the bottle and lathered his fingers with lube. He tossed the container to the side before spreading your legs and inserting two fingers into your asshole, the burn from the sudden stretch making you whimper once more. 

The two digits glided in and out of you with ease thanks to the lubricant. “Has brother fucked this hole yet?” He asked and you shook your head no, hoping honesty would grant you mercy. 

“Guess I get the be the first at something then, huh, lil sis?” He began to scissor his fingers inside of you to stretch out your tight asshole. You did your best to try and relax, knowing it would hurt less if you did. 

A moan escaped from your mouth and Sanzu paused for a moment, surprised that you were able to enjoy this. It wasn’t that it was a bad thing, it just made it a tad less fun for him. “Moaning already? Takeomi really trained you well, didn’t he?” He seethed as he added a third finger that had you trying to jerk your hips away from him. 

“I’m going to fuck this pretty ass of yours, make sure you’re all used up by the time he comes home. You think he’ll ever look at you again, sis? You think he’ll still want you after I’ve had you?” His words bit into you. You had known Takeomi since before your parents had even met. 

The two of you had a whirlwind romance and the taboo of being step-siblings only made the sex that much more fun. Now you wondered if it was all a big mistake as you found yourself leaning into Sanzu’s touch, rocking your hips to feel more. Your pussy gushing with arousal as you caught yourself wishing he’d fuck that instead. 

“You ready to beg yet, sister?” He hissed into your ear and you shook your head no despite wanting him to touch you more. You didn’t want to give in and let him win, even if it was already evident how turned on you were. 

Sanzu had a wicked grin on his face as pulled his fingers out. He took a seated position on the bed and pulled you into his lap with your back to him so you could face the door. He lifted you up to align his cock with your now gaping hole and pushed in without much care for your comfort. 

Another moan was ripped from your lips as he lowered you down so you were sitting in his lap, his hands on your thighs and holding them apart so when your older brother returned he’d get a full view. He began to thrust up into you, not giving you much time to adjust to the large dick now inside of your ass. It hurt but like the first time with vaginal sex, the pain was quickly disappearing as you bounced. 

The front door suddenly opened and Takeomi immediately heard the tell-tale sounds of fucking. Even worse he knew your voice when he heard it. He dropped his bags and rushed into your room to see exactly what Sanzu had wanted him to see. Your face flushed at the lewd slapping sounds of Sanzu’s balls against your taint. 

Not surprisingly, Takeomi did not lose his composure. He knew that you didn’t initiate this and that his little brother who was balls deep in your asshole was the culprit. “That’s how you want to play, Haruchiyo?” He asked as he put out his cigarette and disrobed. “Let’s see who makes her cum first.” 

“Take, wait!” You said, attempting to get him to listen to reason first. There was no way you could take both of them at the same time. Though Takeomi had no intentions of letting his little brother show him up like this. 

His cock was quick to stiffen up, the sights and sounds of you getting fucked enough to get him there even if it was his brother doing it. He pushed the two of you back onto the bed and Sanzu stopped for a moment to adjust his angle before starting again. 

“Fuck look how wet you are.” Takeomi breathed out as he hit your clit with the head of his penis. “I’m going to slip right in, darling.” 

“No-” Before you could protest further, your oldest step-brother was thrusting inside of you. You cried out, grasping onto his shoulders as your toes curled with delight. The way his tip pressed against your g-spot had your head spinning and Takeomi cursed at how much tighter you were than usual. 

You received a sloppy kiss from Takeomi while Sanzu bit at your shoulder as he increased his pace, trying to outperform his brother. Takeomi only kept pace with him, gradually increasing as he pushed in deeper and deeper. 

It didn’t take long for you to reach your peak. You screamed out loud enough that the neighbors pounded on the wall to get you to quiet down, both holes clamping down around them as your entire body seemed to seize with pleasure. It was impossible to tell who exactly got you there first, Sanzu or Takeomi but neither man seemed to care as they began to chase their own release. 

Your mind was swimming with endorphins and they filled you with cum simultaneously, both of them fucking it into your holes as deep as they could before pulling out and giving you a breath of relief. Takeomi watched as the white fluid dripped out of your stuffed holes and instead of being angry with Sanzu, he was genuinely pleased. 

“Next time don’t start without me.” He said and Sanzu just laughed as you shook in his arms. 

Mobile Masterlist || Request Rules

[aleapple1216]

Sanzu Haruchiyo New Info

IT’S MY ROUGH TRANSLATION SO IT CAN HAVE SOME MISTAKES !!!

IT’S MY ROUGH TRANSLATION SO IT CAN HAVE SOME MISTAKES !!!

Birthday: July 3, 1990 Zodiac Sign: Cancer Height: 1.72cm Weight: 55kg Blood type: AB Image color: Pink, almost Magenta. Favorite thing: Cheesecake. Dislikes: Spicy things (he sweats a lot). Respected/admired person: Mikey Feared/disliked person: Cheerful people (he has no patience with them). Special Ability: Fencing Dream: To be Mikey's right arm (what a fucking simp) Favorite place: A fridge in winter. (? Pride or Shame Story: It was Mikey's birthday, so he found all his haters, beat them up viciously, then ripped their hair off, wrapped it up and gave it as a present to the captain, he raged. The captain is hard to please. A day in his daily life: The day Baji beat up Hanagaki and left Tokyo Manji, he had something that he really wanted to ask him. So he went after him.

Sanzu: Baji, are you really leaving Toman? Baji: Yes. Sanz: I see. I will miss you. I just want to ask you one last question. Baji: I'm not going to tell you anything about Valhalla. Saznu: What hair treatment do you use? Baji: What? Sanzu: I always wondered what cream you use for your hair. Baji: ...You're a weirdo. …It’s just soap… Sanzu: Well, thank you, Baji.

“When I tried it later, my hair became stiff and tangled. Next time I see him, I'll kill him."

[sungie]

CITRINE: SANZU HARUCHIYO X GN!READER

a/n: payback for my last tokrev kisses hcs <3 brb self-indulgently downing my bag of yuzu and kinkan candies

cw: blood mention, bittersweet fluff, toxic relationship, metaphorical theme of addiction

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Sanzu kisses you like each time might be his last. He kisses you, and it’s like, each press of his lips to yours must be a game, and he only plays to win. Right?

He grasps your lax jaw with one hand, nudging something into your mouth. It’s warm and smooth, and it stings against your tongue – it's candy. Tastes like freshly-washed kinkan from your grandma’s overgrown orchard, although the scene before you would be more than enough to make her eyes pop. 

Sanzu’s lips taste sweet, they’re swollen and sticky from artificial syrup, and when he pulls away to press his forehead to yours, he laughs and whispers that he's sure he burned his tongue from too much acid. The yuzu-candy kind.

Sanzu tastes sour. Like the coldness settling across his visage when he hears complaints from stuck-up-city-kids about how god-awful their curfew is, and drags against irritating siblings which really mean–look at me, i've got someone on my side.

“Just jealous,” he mutters to you, “that’s all.” And you’ve never known how sour a lie from the one you love can taste. Not until now.  

Sour and corrosive, like the blood on his knuckles washing away beneath artificial light and acerbic faucet-water. Blood Sanzu refuses to speak of, even when you tug down his mask to press your lips against scarred tissue.

Now, he takes pains to hide his bloody hands from you. Like how he hid his face at first, but worse. Deep down, what would you think of him if you pieced together that his skin never broke? The blood, not his at all?

Despite it, Sanzu’s kisses still taste sweet. Grins and laughter lovingly etch their way onto your skin, like if he smiles enough, you'll feel it inside, too. But sometimes even that turns strange. Like, it's not real. At least, not really. Dissolved.

But then. Another yuzu candy slipping onto your tongue. Another nearly-vulnerable expression within his eyes, because this time, Sanzu thinks he can finally try to trust. Let in.  

Sometimes, Sanzu kisses you, and it hurts. Burns like the ache of having indulged in something too sour, too addictingly sweet, that it scratches at the roof of your mouth and draws blood. When something sour becomes sweet, you search harder for that tangy gratification.

Sour and sweet, sweet-sour, too much, not enough. Sanzu kisses you like he’s searching for a fail-safe to figure out exactly how to love without getting hurt. He treats it like a game, something to experiment with, something to have fun with. Something to eventually, win at.

Ironically, you hold the very answer lodged between your throat. How to love you–more like, how long until Haruchiyo kisses you?

And deeper, darker–do you want him to? Because when he does, how long 'til he stops tasting like Sanzu?

[mitsuyeaah]

eclipse.

— sanzu haruchiyo x mitsu

cw: nsfw (mdni), smut, unprotected sex, hickeys, clit slapping, riding, pet names (baby, sunshine), sanzu being hot as always.

a/n: here it is folks, mitzu smut 🧎🏻‍♀️this fic is purely self ship so if you’re not into that then please scroll past, no need to send hate <3 purely based on the most delicious esex sanzu and i had

“im curious about something.” mitsu mumbled, her cheek pressed against sanzu’s chest as she lay her head on top of it. sanzu hummed in question, sending vibrations straight to her ear as he ran his slender fingers through her silky wine coloured tresses that cascaded down her back.

she let out a chuckle, embarrassment already engulfing her body before even asking the question. sanzu furrowed his brows, gaze dropping down to the girl on his chest—he was now very curious about what she had in her mind. “what’s on your mind, sunshine?”

mitsu thought about it for a while before letting out a small sigh, “what’s your.. favourite position?” she felt the strand stroking her hair come to an abrupt stop, her question definitely caught sanzu off guard.

she positioned her head at an angle so she could look up at him. mitsu met sanzu’s gaze, a smug smile forming upon his lips as he thought of the answer. “my favourite position, you say?” the hand that was once buried in her hair slowly made its way down to her back, his fingertips barely making contact with her clothes.

“mhm.. when you’re on top of me, fuck. sittin’ all pretty with your breasts exposed just for me to squeeze and play with.” as sanzu was saying this, his arm curved around from mitsu’s back to her front, hand cupping a mound and squeezing at it.

she let out a surprised yelp at sanzu’s action, her cheeks instantly turning into a deep shade of crimson as she felt her face burn with embarrassment. but, she held sanzu’s gaze, both their eyes slowly getting clouded with lust.

“all while i call you ‘my baby’, because i know how wet that gets you. am i right, sunshine?” mitsu swallowed thickly and nodded. she bit her lip as her heart raced with excitement as sanzu slipped his hand under her shirt to continue playing with her chest.

“seeing you bounce on my cock with such desperation while i rub your clit.. fuck, it’s so hot. but you like it, don’t you? the way i let you take control of the speed and rhythm.”

sanzu smirked down at her. he didn’t miss the way she shifted on top of him, eagerly rubbing her thighs together as she felt her cunt tingling while such naughty words came out of sanzu’s lips. he liked the way mitsu tried to pull herself together whenever she was flustered; the way her dimpled cheeks blushed with embarrassment as she furrowed her brows.

but of course, as innocent as her expressions were, her mind was far from innocent.

“hm. why don’t you show me, my moonlight?”

a few seconds of silence passed as they held each other’s gazes—his deep cerulean eyes intensely looking into her dark brown ones. mitsu could hear sanzu’s heart pounding against his chest, she also noticed how his hard his cock had gotten, which was now brushing against her clothed thighs.

sanzu gave her breast one last squeeze before muttering a curse under his breath. “fuck, sunshine. you know what to do..” after stripping their clothes off, both of them positioned theirselves on the bed—sanzu sitting on the mattress, back resting on the headboard while mitsu straddled his lap, her legs folded on each side of his hip, knees digging into the mattress.

as if on cue, his hands flew directly to her hips, rocking it back and forth to stimulate her bare clit against his hard cock. mitsu let out a soft whimper, lips parted and her back arching at the sudden pleasure as she dropped her head low. “sanzu..”

“hmm? use your words, sunshine. what do you want?” mitsu swore under her breath and looked at sanzu, “i want you inside me.” he smirked, “good girl. go on, put it in.”

she wasted no time to grab the base of his heavy cock and lifted her hips to slide down on his cock. sanzu threw his head back against the wall as she sank down on his blunt tip, his fingers harshly digging into the flesh of her hips—hard enough to form small bruises.

“fuck, sunshine.. always so tight f’me, huh?” his voice was strained from trying to hold back a moan, gritting his teeth. mitsu’s nails painfully dug into sanzu’s shoulders as she slowly took his length, inch by inch. “aah, fuck!” mitsu whined, her legs instinctively trying to close as sanzu bottomed out.

sanzu sat limp against the headboard, he eyes shut closed and head thrown back in pure bliss as her cunt hugged his cock in all the right ways. his cheeks were almost the same colour as the rosy strands that cascaded past his shoulders and onto his bare chest.

he let out a shameless unexpected moan as mitsu began lifting her hips and dropping back down to the base of his cock. the sound of loud squelching and heavy pants echoed throughout the room. fuck, it was erotic.

it took all of sanzu’s willpower to open his eyes and look up at mitsu through his long rosy lashes. the sight in front of him almost made him cum right then and there; the way her breasts moved with every bounce of her hips on his cock; the way he pink lips were slightly parted, small moans slipping past them; the way her eyes held his gaze like she wasn’t giving him the best fuck of his life.

sanzu leaned forward to cup each of her breasts with his slender hands, harshly squeezing at the supple flesh. he didn’t hesitate to put a bud in his mouth, his tongue swirling around her sensitive nipple, alternating between licking and sucking at it. he gave her other breast attention by squeezing and groping it.

this earned a loud moan from the woman above him, the pleasure she felt now did not only come from where she and sanzu met but also from where sanzu sucked on her nipple. “ah! ah! sanzuuu..!” this caused her to bounce harder on his cock, her ass deliciously slapping against his heavy balls which made a loud skin slapping noise.

“fuck yeah, baby… s’good for me.” sanzu groaned and threw his head as he felt mitsu briefly clench around his cock, presumably from the choice of pet name he used.

sanzu chuckled, “haah.. so cute, clenching around me when i call you ‘baby’, hm?” all she could respond with was a moan due to how well sanzu’s tip was hitting that spongey spot inside her over and over again.

the hand that was playing with her breast trailed down her abdomen and to her clit. sanzu’s thumb brushed over her clit a couple of times before rubbing fast and tight circles.

“ngh—ah! shit! sanzu!”

mitsu removed her hands from his shoulders and brought it behind her. leaning back, she firmly placed her hands on each of sanzu’s knees and bounced faster. this time, her breasts were more exposed. he swore he almost saw stars at the sight of her; her chest littered with love bites of dark red and purple hues and breasts swollen from his ministrations earlier—deliciously bouncing with every beat.

“ah shit.. that’s it sunshine. mhm! so fucking close.. you cumming f’me?” his voice was breathy, moans unexpectedly escaping here and there. he could’t help it, not when his sunshine looked so fucking perfect and delicious. and the best part? mitsu was all his.

“y-yes! yes! fuck, i’m so close, baby!”

sanzu leaned forward to whisper in her ear, his hand still stimulating her clit, “why don’t you cum for me, baby?” his hot breath ghosted the side of mitsu’s neck, causing goosebumps to form.

mitsu let out a loud whine as she heard the pet name that could bring her to her knees. she threw her head back, her face contorting in pleasure while she let out short high pitched moans, chest heaving with every breath that escaped her lungs.

her wine coloured strands stuck to her skin as a light sheen of sweat covered her naked body.

sanzu peppered open-mouthed kisses along her chest; kissing over the littered bruises along her skin, tongue darting out to trace them, leaving wet trails of his saliva. he could tell she was close with how much she squeezed around his cock, fuck, he had to hold himself back from cumming right away.

he switched from rubbing mitsu’s clit to slapping it, bringing tears to her eyes. “mmm, that’s it baby.. let go for me. cum for your moonlight.”

it didn’t take much before the knot inside her stomach snapped, immediately cumming around sanzu’s cock. “sanzu!” mitsu arched her back as she cried his name out loud. hot tears rolling down her flushed cheeks as pure pleasure engulfed her whole body—every muscle becoming taut.

sanzu licked a long stripe from between the valley of her breasts up to the side of her neck and whispered sweet praises in her ear, all while slapping her clit.

after riding out her orgasm, mitsu messily took sanzu’s cock out to stroke it. her hand quickly moving up and down his sticky shaft—her brain was still fogged with lust, and head dizzy from the mind blowing orgasm.

she looked at sanzu who had his head thrown back in pure bliss. adam’s apple bobbing with every moan that slipped past his lips. “fuuuck.. mitsu!” she rubbed her thumb at the apex of his cock, stimulating the sensitive slit of it while her other hand worked up and down his shaft.

“mmm, cum for me, baby..” sanzu let out a string of profanities as he let go. his thick, hot cum spurted every where, painting mitsu’s abdomen and chest white. she rode out his orgasm by fisting his cock harder and massaging his balls which earned a whine of protest from the man beneath her, overstimulating him.

“shit, sunshine.. you drive me absolutely crazy, you know that?”

© mitsuyeaah

[xxelfmamaxx]

Y/n:Sanzu, you should stop using drugs..

Sanzu:Why?

Y/n:remember last night?

Sanzu:Yeah, but I wasn't that high..

Y/n:DUDE YOU ALMOST JUMP DOWN FROM THE 15TH FLOOR SINGING I BELIEVE I CAN FLY

Sanzu: