#Taiju Shiba x Reader

[kanyerealdaughter]

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sexual content , intercourse , hickies , bdsm , unprotected sex , nipple play , ( tr boys x fem )

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fucking you through your soaked panties

ׂ╰┈➤ sanzu , hanma , rindou , inui , mitsuya

getting pulled by your collar in backshots

ׂ╰┈➤ izana , kokonoi , shinichiro

lazy side fucking in bed

ׂ╰┈➤ ran , rindou , kakucho , chifuyu

hickies on your sternum and lower…

ׂ╰┈➤ baji , ran , draken , wakasa

good morning lethal backshots

ׂ╰┈➤ mikey , hakkai , rindou

he’s so rough on you but it feels so good

ׂ╰┈➤ taiju , kisaki , sanzu , kazutora

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[maginxlia]

Tokyo Revengers Men ✰ In Dirty Pictures of You PT 2

Cast Line Up✰ Draken, Takashi, Takemichi, Chifuyu and Taiju

Rated TV-MA

Minors this isn't For You

Summary ✰ You wanted More, I’ll give you more! What kind of Filthy (Consensual) Pictures the Men have of you on their phones plus Them touching themselves cause you're so fucking sexy. The Sequel Baby!

No pronouns up in here but the Reader has a Kitty

Ken “Draken” Ryuguji

✰ Draken Has his share of pictures of you on his phone and he treasures all of them but the photos that his eyes always linger on is the ones of you Topless on his bike

✰ Your titties free as you sat there all sexy and delicious make the tall man want to crawl to you

✰ His home screen is you sitting on his bike with nothing but barely there panties blessing your frame

✰ He's not ashamed to say he pulled those panties off with his teeth that very night

✰ Mikey Nearly making him jump out of his skin whenever he sees his phone in his hands “I didn't know Y/N knew how to ride a Motorcycle” Mikey said as Draken Turned every shade of red

✰ Had it been anyone else their asses would've gone missing

✰ Draken dirty little secret is that he has a video of You riding his dick while he sat on his bike

Draken is happy that the shop is nice and empty, He looked at the video of you balancing yourself on his dick and now his dick is heavy, Hard & In need of your pussy

He had to resort to fucking his fist as he sat on his bike imagining it was you on top of him

Sweat beading on his forehead as his hand glided up and down his dick making him grunt “I cant wait to bury myself in you, make you feel every inch baby” He groaned out as his head went back

His Hips bucked up into his hand as he chased his pleasure, his balls tightening as he fucked his fist harder

Draken stopped himself before he had the chance to cum. He snapped a quick picture of his hard dick before sending it to you with the text along “Wanna go for a Ride? Come to the shop, I’m saving every drop for you”

Takashi Mitsuya

✰ You are Takashi`s Favorite model, That's why he has so many pictures of you in lingerie he made especially for you

✰ His phone is filled with pictures of you scantily clad in different positions and his excuse will always be that it's for his portfolio

✰ But there are no excuses for his Home Screen being you standing on his desk spread eagle, Your body bare to him

✰ He keeps his phone to himself and he doesn't let anyone use it, let alone breathe on it

✰ He gets off to your photos whenever he is alone. How can he not touch himself when you give him so much inspiration that keeps his dick nice and hard??

Takashi had his right hand stroking his dick as his left hand held onto his balls, He was looking at the photo of you spreading your pussy for him

His Lilac eyes worshiped your body as he pretend that it was your hands around him making his eyes roll back

“I want to lick you up and dick you down so bad right now, I want to cum inside your pussy and fill you up” He groans to himself as his hand continued their work in getting him off

His breathing was irregular while he toyed with himself with expert hands, Goosebumps on his skin as he felt himself close to cumming

He closed his eyes as he came hard, his body shaking while he thrust up into his fist

Groaning as he regulated his breathing again while his hand found his phone to text you “I Hope you're ready to be overstimulated tonight Because I'm going to fuck you so good you'll be trembling when I'm done”

Takemichi Hanagaki

✰ Poor Takemichi, you use his phone to take pictures of your ass and titties.

✰ Every day is a new tempting picture of you gracing his home screen, He swears you're trying to kill him ( A Death he would happily accept cause he's a SIMP)

✰ Your Titties already make his dick stand but you adding your ass to the equation?? All his blood gone to his dick quick

✰ He studies the pictures of your ass and titties like he's getting graded

✰ Chifuyu and friends catching him with his eyes locked on his phone all the time making him get all flustered while clenching his phone to his chest talking about “It's nothing!” when they ask him what the hell can be so interesting

✰ Crybaby Hero's phone is practically glued to him, No one can peek inside but him

✰ Takemichi would legit bawl like the crybaby he is if you stop taking dirty pictures of yourself

✰ Newest Obsession of his? The Video you took of him while he ate you out good

Takemichi currently was laying down on his belly in your shared bed, His left hand was holding up his head as his right palmed his dick through his pants

His eyes were focused on his phone that sat up against his pillow before him, the video of Him lapping between your folds played as your moans filled the room

“Ugh so Pretty” Takemichi Moaned as he grind his dick into the mattress, His hips keeping up with the pace of your moans

Tears of pleasure pricked his eyes while he continued to fuck himself to the video of you, “ Yes Baby I want to lick up your juices, please let me have a taste” He grunted to himself as his hips began to tremble

Takemichi couldn't stop himself from cumming along with you as the video ended, He came in his pants but he felt no shame as he grabbed his phone to text you “ Please come home, I need to taste you”

Chifuyu Matsuno

✰ Chifuyu the King of your Lewdness, So many pictures of your naked body litters his room, and his phone

✰ You making a fucked out face? Your ass? Your Titties? Your pussy? Your Tongue with his cum on it? Chifuyu has pictures of all that

✰ Chifuyu can be balls deep in you with his hair in his face and still take the most flattering pictures of you

✰ He cherishes all his dirty photos of you and he hides them well, No one knows he has these photos but you

✰ His Home Screen is you laying on your back in a maid outfit with your ass in the air with your panties showing to him

✰ He has his phone in his manga when he's reading it around his friends cause he can't go without looking at you every ten minutes

✰ His eyes roll in the back of his head whenever you send him videos of you playing in your pussy

✰ You drive him crazy but He's happy to be driven insane by you

✰ Your photos already keep his dick mad hard but your videos? Nearly ends him.

✰ He cums to your videos whenever he gets a chance. He can't help it you make him needy

Chifuyu runs his free hand through his bangs while stroking his dick to the Video of you fingering yourself

“Yeah Baby, Just like that. I bet you can't wait for me to replace those fingers with my dick, Yeah? Mhmmm” He groans out as his hand works his shaft

He could barely keep his body from shivering as he continued pleasing himself “ Pussy all pretty and wet for me just the way I love it” He said to himself while he kept up with the pace your fingers entered in and out of you

Chifuyu knew he was going to bust soon if he kept this up, he couldn't keep himself still in his chair as his rate of breathing increased

He grabbed his phone to record himself as he went over the edge, cumming all over his thighs

He gave himself a few more pumps as he enjoyed the euphoric feeling before sending the video to you, The Caption? “I need you baby but before you can sit on this dick, I'm going to need you to ride this face first”

(Bonus) Taiju Shiba

✰ Taiju Has the audacity to have you saved in his contacts as “Angel” while having the most sinful pictures of your body saved on his phone

✰ Pictures of you sitting naked on his clothed thick thighs are only a meager example of the type of filth he has of you

✰ His home screen is a picture of you fucked out on his dick

✰ Taiju has videos of him fucking You and They are good quality too

✰ “Keep the Phone Still, I want to see how well I fucked this pretty little pussy up” Taiju commands you while he drills your guts

✰ If you don't keep the phone still?? If the video isn't to his liking??? Taiju fucking you again twice as hard and he's going to fuck you until you get the perfect video for him

✰ His phone is always near him, He never lets it out of his sight. Plus who's going to touch TAIJU SHIBA's phone?? Mans a walking ass beating machine

✰ When he's by himself he can't help but watches the videos of him fucking you into a babbling mess

Taiju Sat on the couch in your two livingroom, his shirt is unbuttoned as he used his fist to fuck himself

His Huge dick is uncomfortably hard as his Beautiful yellow eyes glare down his phone that plays the video of him fucking you sore

He studies the way he fucks in and out of you as he pretends his hand is your pussy gripping him

His stomach contracts every time you moan like it does when he fucks you making him grunt along

“Who fucks you silly like I do? No fucking one. That Pussy belongs to me” He grunts loudly as he grips himself harder

He was on the tip of cumming right when you entered the living room, He didn't stop stroking himself as he beckon you to come to him with his free hand

As soon as you got near to him, He pulled you to him so that his lips were by your ear “ I hope you're ready Because I'm going to fuck a baby into you Tonight”

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[thewritingginger]

Fake Texts - Ruined Surprise pt. 4

[Part 1] - [Part 2] - [Part 3] - [Part 5] - [Part 6] - [Part 7]

A post for the Big Bois :3

You meant to send Hina/ Senju/ Yuzuha a text for an opinion on the lingerie you were thinking of getting for your anniversary but you didn’t double check who you were texting oops

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Characters: Ken “Draken” Ryuguji, South Terano, Taiju Shiba, Shuji Hanma Warning: 16+, Suggestive talk, Established relationship 

Enjoy ~

Ken “Draken” Ryuguji

South Terano

Taiju Shiba

Shuji Hanma

Hope you enjoyed this! Feedback & Interaction is always appreciated :)

Also if you have any ideas of what I could do next I’d love to hear it!

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~ Masterlist~  

[effetsecndaires]

— 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐫𝐞𝐯 𝐦𝐞𝐧 + 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬. (𝟐)

➺ INCLUDES: taiju shiba, hanma shuji, ran haitani, rindou haitani, keizo arashi (benkei), wakasa imaushi, izana kurokawa, (all of legal age, timeskip or bonten) x fem!reader

➺ CONTENT WARNING | this post contains explicit porn links!! you may need to have a twitter account or change your privacy settings to be able to see them. Please do not interact if you are under 18.

➺ NOTE | You ask, I deliver :) the links will probably disappear after a little while but i'll do my best to replace them or find similar ones when that happens!

➟ TAIJU.

Taiju’s fingers are so much thicker, so much longer than yours, always reaching places you can only dream of reaching yourself. He doesn't do sex before marriage but he'd be damned if he were to leave you frustrated and unsatisfied when you're whining and begging so prettily for him.

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➟ WAKASA.

Wakasa doesn't like to rush things. He’ll work you to orgasm nice and slow — his cock tucked underneath the rough lacy fabric of your lingerie as he thrusts his hips forward, his cock dragging between your folds while his thumb gently rubs your clit in time with his movements, his breathing uneven and shaky from the pleasure building up.

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➟ HANMA.

Hanma loves being in control, and he loves to put you in your place when you start acting a little too bratty for his liking. There's nothing that thrills him more than watching you squirm and beg, his fingers furiously pumping in and out of your pussy, lewd squelching sounds accompanying the pathetic little sounds coming out of your mouth while his other hand tightens its hold around your throat, teaching you a lesson.

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➟ IZANA.

Izana isn't exactly gentle with you. He’ll hold you by the throat, pull your hair and force your head back as he fucks you like you’re his own personal fleshlight, your neck arching painfully as he keeps you in place - knees firmly planted into the mattress for more leverage. But the pain is always worth it when you feel the sloppy press of his lips onto yours, reminding you of how much he loves you.

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➟ BENKEI.

Benkei always pulls the strongest, most powerful and body-shaking orgasms out of you. He's rough but never too much, just the right amount that turns you into a moaning mess, your eyes rolling back in your head. His thrusts are firm and rough, loud “plop” sounds echoing inside the room while the pair of panties he stuffed in your mouth serves to muffle your moans.

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➟ RINDOU.

Rindou eats you out like he's paid to do it — always making sure you're nice and comfortable before he dives in and makes a complete mess of you. He’ll slide his tongue whatever way he pleases, up, down, or side-to-side; tasting every inch of you and swallowing everything you have to offer.

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➟ RAN.

Why would you own so many toys of all shapes and sizes when you have your very own loving husband at home? You better hide them well unless you want him to dedicate a few hours of his day to edging you and overstimulating you until you pass out on his lap.

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[rickys-crypt]

"just the tip."

t. mitsuya, s. kawata, t. shiba

Inspired by this post by @slttygeto.

18+ content ahead, Minors Do Not Interact

Warnings : 'just the tip' excuse, bottom!reader, hinted established relationship w Mitsuya, Mitsuya is kind but also incredibly horny, casual sex, secret pervert Angry, Taiju is a bully, Taiju has a horsecock, (barley) implied friends w benefits w Taiju, Taiju (barley) preps you

Takashi Mitsuya

"Mmm, Taka!"

Takashi Mitsuya was sweating.

He'd been the one to talk you into only letting him stick the tip in, swearing up and down that he wouldn't go any further, but he could feel you clenching around him, *begging* for more of his cock, and as the seconds ticked by he found it harder he found it to resist. Maybe just a couple more inches; that wouldn't be too bad…

"Ahh! Takashi!"

Your eyes snapped back to his in surprise as you felt him fill you completely.

'M sorry, baby."

He whined out as he began to thrust quickly.

"I could feel how much you wanted me, and I couldn't resist."

You felt yourself nodding along, barely able to think about much more than the feeling of almost being split in half by his heavy cock.

“This is okay, right? Doesn't it feel so good?”

He grunted, effortlessly pulling nearly all the way out before pushing back in.

“Fuck, baby, you feel so good for me. Like you were made for my cock.” 

As he continued, you couldn't bring yourself to be anything but in agreement.

He was right. He usually was when he had you under him.

Angry | Souya Kawata

Souya Kawata was a sneaky bastard.

Sure, he shared that with his brother, but while with Nahoya, you could usually sus out what he was thinking or planning, his brother was much better at hiding things.

So, you could be forgiven for not expecting things to go as far as it did.

It started with him offering a massage. This wasn't the weird part necessarily, as when you'd learned how to massage from an ex, you'd taught him and his brother as soon as you'd broken up, and offering them on a long day wasn't unheard of.

No, what was weird was how eager his fingers seemed to clutch at your flesh, especially your chest. As he spread the oil, you felt every stroke of his fingers on your nipples. 

You were also having a hard time ignoring how hard he was as he pressed against you. Eventually, as his hands slid between your legs, he finally made his intentions known.

"Please... I just wanna be inside you a little bit. Just the tip for a little while. Please?"

You thought about it. He'd done an excellent job with his massage, and you could feel his cock starting to throb. You shrugged. It wouldn't be too bad to reward him, right?

Of course, Souya Kawata was a sneaky bastard, and before you knew it, you could feel yourself being pressed into the mattress as his hips snapped into yours.

"Sou, what- mhm! -happened to just- ahh! - putting the tip-!"

The way he panted into your neck made your eyes roll back.

"Couldn't fucking hold back. Not when it comes to you.”

Taiju Shiba

Taiju Shiba was a bully at the best of times, and no one knew it better than you, his childhood friend.

It hadn't been as bad when you were young. He'd been the one to lead you into shenanigans, and you'd often followed, but he usually listened to you if you told him he was going too far. But he'd changed a lot when his mom died.

People called you his partner often because he was marginally nicer to you than most, and he'd gotten in more than one fight on your behalf. But you weren't sure if that was true. It felt more like you let him take his frustration out on you, and in exchange, he sometimes listened to you and didn't get pissed when you argued with him.

Of course, he never purposely laid a hand on you in violence. No, he had sworn he never would again after the first time he'd choked you a bit too hard, and he'd stuck to it. But when everyone drove him insane, burying himself deep in you was his only solace. So when he invited himself over, you knew what to expect.

He always started softly, only manhandling you into his lap and leaving his kisses and strokes where he could reach.

"Sweetheart, I need you. You gonna help me out? Just the tip. I swear. You trust me, right?"

You found yourself with your back pressed against the couch, whines and moans spilling out as his thick fingers stretched you out. Taiju was the only one you'd ever been with, and you knew firsthand that he wasn't overdoing his prep. Even just the head of his cock was so thick that it could stretch you out. Eventually, his fingers were replaced by the air, and as you watched him line himself up with your hole, you knew he was not going to stop at just the tip.

Sure enough, you were whining and clutching at him as he managed to push himself farther than the couple of inches he'd promised.

"It's not gonna fit! Taiju! It's too big!”

You felt his hands clamp down on your hips to hold you in place and groaned, knowing you'd have bruises there later. You looked up at him, recognizing the look in his eyes that told you that you'd be here for the next couple of hours, at the very least.

"It's gonna fit. I'm gonna make it fit.”

[milkyboiiiii]

Taiju makes you sit with him and watch shark week stuff with him

He makes a whole event out of shark week with you. You guys get cute little shark / ocean themed snacks, some *shark blankets, and you two cuddle on the couch and watch the sharks. It's perfect to him, spending so time with his loves and you and binge watching shark programs.

(this was made for the person who has requested a few hc writes for Taiju as a little something. I will get to those soon, writing full fic-esque hcs is still new to me Ɛ>)

*these are what I'm referring to

[that-damn-virgo]

But... he's real || Taiju Shiba

—headcanons. fluff. he's precious ♡

Taiju Shiba sleeps without a shirt and on his stomach with his one hand under the pillow. 

He always walk on the outer side of the road so that nobody can hurt you. 

The one thing that he hates the most besides losing investors is seeing fallen hair make a nest on the drain. It makes him gag. 

His favorite time of the day is afternoon.

Always wake up at 4 am.

Only smokes when he's very, very stressed. 

Got good self-control.

Loves to read. Fyodor Dostoevsky is no doubt his favorite author. 

His love language is Act of Service. 

He once played the Hogwarts House quiz and got Hufflepuff as a result. You laughed very hard that day. 

He's a very strict boss but still his staff loves him for some weird reason.

He always ends up sending the wrong-sized clothes to Hakkai on Christmas. 

Yuzuha is his favorite sibling even though she scolds him a lot.

The only living man he respects the most in this world is Mitsuya.

His favorite flowers are white asters because he thinks they are cute. 

He was the first person Luna turned to when she had her first breakup because Mitsuya wasn't in Tokyo. 

He had no idea how to handle her, but still, he tried his best and drove her to town for ice cream and a new Disney princess movie.

Koko and Inupi are still his sidekicks, and they all meet at least once a month over pizza and their favorite football team. 

He always wanted a Doberman Pinschers as a dog but ended up bringing a lonely Golden Retriever to home. 

He loves to watch cooking shows. 

But the only thing he knows how to make is black coffee and scrambled eggs. 

He wanted to name his restaurant "Amen" but had to change his mind when you said it didn't sound inclusive. 

He always says no to attend Hakkai's modeling shows at first. But when you'll reach the venue, you will see him occupying the front row seat.

Favorite season? Winters. 

Favorite food? Pancakes. 

Favorite word? Family. 

He loves more than he shows. 

And he's not as brave as he portrays.

He tries extra hard for everything.

He hates his hands because he thinks they have done lots and lots of terrible mistakes.

He misses his mother a lot. And visit her grave often to talk to her about his day and about you.

He overthinks texts.

Forgets to eat when he's working.

And keeps too many tabs open—both in his browser and in his mind.

He always wants to do the right thing. 

He's old fashioned. 

His dream is to become a better man. 

He's rough around the edges.

Not perfect.

But... he's real.

*:･ﾟ✧ thank you so much for reading! I think I'm back.

[luxthestrange]

TOKREV Incorrect quotes#55 Teat time with Hanagaki's

Takemichi is being followed by those who are under his command at home, First, they didn't know Takemichi HAD siblings... second...how did you manage to get all three of them around the table with a tiny teacup filled with tea?...

Taiju*Holding a thing called "Banana bread" and sniffing it curiously*So...It's bread made from Bananas the yellow fruit from your world...

Y/n*Smiles and nods*It is

Taiju: YOU made this bread

Y/n: I did!

Taiju: You can put stuff on it?

Y/n: I meaaan i wouldn't recommend making a sandwich with it but knock yourself out!~

Inui*Is happily chewing at a bread but he is confused by the taste*...This one doesn't taste like bananas...

Y/n*Gleams seeing him eating it* That one has Oreos on it

Inui*Stares at the bread and spots the white and black things, imaginary dog ears and tail pop up wagging*...I like Oreos...

Y/n:Me too!

Kokonoi*Looking at his own bread that is different from Taiju's and Inui*...What's in this one?

Y/n: Chocolate chips!

Kokonoi*On brooding stare at you*...why?

Y/n*Shrugs, looking back at him with a derpy grin*Why not?

Kokonoi*Stares longer at you*Your invited to my birthday party...

Y/n*Gleams knowingly but spots your brother*??

Takemichi*Putting slices of meat and cheese...and making a sandwich with the bananabread*Y/n when you say you wouldn't recommend making a sandwich out of it, this is a suggestion, correct?

Y/n: It's not illegal...

Takemichi*Putting Chips into it and closing it,drooling*Good...Imma need more of this, okay?

It's a rite of passage for any toman member to come to the hanagaki household and get to drink tea or coffee in heart-shape tea cups with the crybaby brother and the derpy smile younger sibling-

[atarathegreat]

They Come Home Late

ft: Hakkai Shiba, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Taiju Shiba

It wasn't often that Hakkai had to leave Japan for a modelling gig, but you had become accustomed to it. There were always a few days that he was gone, but Hakkai usually tried to wait until the morning to come back. He wasn't really fond of waking you up, knowing that you would probably be in a bad mood if he did. For this particular trip, Hakkai couldn't just wait outside, sleeping in the car. He missed you, terribly. A week away from his partner? Gods above, he was hurting for you. Hakkai crawled into the bed beside you and wrapped an arm around your waist to keep you from wiggling away from him. "Kai?" You mumbled, cold hands wrapping around his wrist. "It's me, you're safe." Hakkai answered quickly. No doubt, the way you grabbed his wrist, you were prepared to break it.

Dark, quiet, but warm. You were comfortable in your bed and cuddled meticulously between the blankets. If there was one thing that Sanzu was good at, it was making sure all your hard work went to waste. The phone on the bedside table rang loudly, rousing you painfully from your sleep, and you answered it grumpily. "Come pick me up. Some fucking loser blew my car up in the warehouse fire." He sounded pissed and like he was walking through an alley. "Are you fucking kidding me, Zuzu?" You grumbled, but got up from bed and slipped into your house shoes. "Shut up and come get me. I'll drive home and you can sleep."

Taiju was never late, always answered his phone, and was considerate enough to let you know where he was at any given point. He had missed dinner, that was your que to call him. But he didn't answer, didn't text. You sat on the couch to wait for him, reading a book, watching tv, scrolling on your phone. Maybe something had come up with the restaurants, though that still didn't explain the lack of calls or texts to let you know. Eventually you began to pace the house, tidying things as you walked around, not fully able to calm down. Not until Taiju came back. "Where have you been?!" You greeted him with a rolled up newspaper, "No calls? No text? Do you know how worried I was?" You proceeded to lecture him about making sure his whereabouts were known and not to leave you in the dark.

[bleach-your-panties]

●Texting your anime bf to show him your new nails! pt. 3🍧🍭💗💗

♡pt. 1

♡pt. 2

♡w/ manjiro "mikey" sano, wakasa imaushi, & taiju shiba!

♡crack/suggestive text fic!

tagging: @wakashawty @simpingfor-wakasa

(not my designs)

[kanyerealdaughter]

—★ THE BEST EATER!

sexual content , cunninglingus , cussing , cum eating , fingering , (fem, reader)

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“ and we want some hеad, we want some head (wе want some) some dome, some head.” - domeshuffle

he buries his face between your legs, his tongue immediately finding your clit and sucking hard. he eats you out aggressively. he spreads your legs wider with his hands, eating you out like a starving man, his tongue, and lips working expertly. your thighs falling open wider. your fingers tug on his hair possessively.

"mngh slow down!" you whimpered out, your drool drooling out of your mouth going down your chin as you kept tugging on his hair.

he pulls back slightly, his lips glistening with your juices. " you want me to slow down?" he asks, his voice muffled against your thighs. he doesn't wait for an answer before he starts licking you slower but more deliberately, in a teasing way he's focusing on every sensitive spot.

he doesn't stop increasing the intensity again at your pleading, sucking your throbbin' clit hard, making your back arch off the bed.

"m-more... nghh please moreee!" you whined grinding down your wetness against his lips.

" so fucking greedy." he mutters against your cunt, but continues his assault with even more intensity. his tongue circles your entrance teasingly before his fingers plunging deep inside.

"you gonna cum for me? mm, yeah go ahead and fucking cum." he growls, knowing exactly how close you are. his tongue moves faster, more insistently against your clit while two fingers thrust inside you. the thought of making you cum while you're calling out his name.

ׂ╰┈➤ kenpachi zaraki , toji fushiguro , michael kaiser , kugo ginjo , taiju shiba , ryusei shidou , nnoitra gilga , katsuki bakugo , sir crocodile , hisoka morow , renji abarai , uvogin , don lorenzo

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[linpunny]

Fucking away the stress

Dessy: Ahahahha I’ve come out of hiding only to write another fic about my husband Taiju. He’s stays in the forefront of my mind but he’s been beating loudly on my brain lately so have this very self indulgent Dessy coded smut.

Summery: Taiju comes home from a stressful day at work and uses you as his stress relief.

Tw: Explicit smut, Daddy kink, size kink, multiple orgasms(f), fingering, use of pet names(puppy, little one, little love) slight degradation(one time), biting, cervix bruising, praise, cream pie, mention of dominant and submissive relationships, established relationship(husband and wife), wall fucking, primal behavior, growling, mention of collar, squirting, mention of breasts..let me know if I missed anything

WC: 1.5k

Pairing: Stressed dom!Taiju x fem!reader

Reader has a kitty kat🐱 but no pronouns

Banners by @/benkibear

The moment the door was open Taiju’s gold eyes locked onto yours a hint of longing creeping behind his usual smile as he greeted you like he did everyday he came home from work. Yet you could tell something was off. His fanged smile that you loved so much was forced, his eyes were so much darker and full of brooding. Something was wrong and knowing him, he wouldn’t tell you. He was too stubborn and prideful as your dominant and husband to make his little submissive wife worry.

Right in the hallway he quickly kicks the door shut, his hands reaching out for your waist as he closes the distance between you both. You smile knowing that his lips would soon crash onto yours as he pinned you up against the nearest wall roughly. Taiju’s large hands trap you in place resting on each side of your head, keeping you right where he wanted you.

His lips find yours quickly as he devours you, leaving bruising kisses along your trembling lower lip. Taiju smirks as your hands knot into his hair, deepening the kiss as you press your entire body flush against his larger one. His knee slots inbetween your thighs, fingers slipping into your panties, impatiently stroking the entrance to your folds.

“Tai! Tai!” You whimper in between heated kisses but he only continues taking the opportunity to slip his tongue in your mouth finally getting to taste you.

“Need you so bad, little love..” He groans, grinding his clothed erection into you desperately as his tongue sloppy-ly tastes every inch of you. Hastily rutting into your thigh over and over again and curling his thick fingers into that spongy spot until you squirt on his thigh and soak his dick through his slacks.

“Nasty little slut. Now do it on my cock and drench my balls.” He coos into your neck as he wraps your legs around his waist, slipping your panties off till they dangle around your ankle. Quickly popping his belt and shucking down his slacks till his cock and heavy breeder balls are freed, he hisses lowly as the cool air and heat of your slick entrance greets him. Bending his knees sligrly he grabs the heavy base of his cock, slapping the tip on your sticky and slick clit a few times just to hear you whine and beg so pretty for him. When he’s satisfied he nudges the fat tip into your warm entrance, hips slowly driving his cock home inside your perfect pussy, bottoming out in one smooth thrust.

“Taiju! S’full…” you whine and lock your legs tighter around his waist, hands circling around his neck as your pussy clenches and massages his cock as you wait for him to begin moving.

A growl vibrates in the muscles of his chest as he stares down at your glassy eyes, already fucked out and babbling just from the initial thrust. He stayed just like this for a moment, enjoying the feeling of your pussy molding and melting to his shape and already trying to milk him of his cum. Such a greedy little pussy you had but he loved that about you and her.

Slowly his hips withdraw until just his bulbous tip is buried in your slick warm pussy before slamming up into you with an inhuman pace, rattling the various photos of the two of you on the wall. He wraps his fingers around your neck and squeezes those precious arteries, depriving you of the oxygen rich blood your brain needed, chuckling when your pupils expand with love, lust and trust for him. Fuck, did he love you so much. Slamming with deep heavy thrusts that make your breast bounce in the confines of your shirt he continues to notch the head of his swollen cock into the neck of your cervix till your eyes roll to the back of your head and your mouth hangs open.

“Already cock drunk puppy. Poor little thing, let Daddy help you.” Claiming your lips as his own he feeds you his tongue, curling the muscle around yours slowly as he swallows every little moan and sigh you make. Flexing his fingers around your neck to allow you a breath of air before he squeezes down with just the right amount of pressure to make your soaked pussy squeeze even tighter around his considerable girth. Breaking the kiss he follows and snaps the trail of sticky salvia connecting your lips with his tongue and then spits that directly on your puffy clit, thumb coming to rub rough circles as he growls at the way the bud twitchs under the pad.

Releasing his grip on your neck your head falls onto his shoulder as your nails scrape and scratch down the expensive material of his suit jacket as he continues to give you deep heavy thrusts till you feel like he’s going to break open and push into your cervix. Surely he was bruising it but you didn’t really care as you sloppy boucned your hips over his trying your best to match him thrust for thrust. “Daddy!”Another moan tumbles from your kiss swollen lips as your lower ones suck and kiss his length as he works fast circles over your engorged clit till he’s able to pull back the clitoral hood and expose the pretty pearl for his viewing pleasure.

His hips snap faster as his melted gold eyes wonder somewhere between the fucked out look on your face and the lewd and nasty display as your pussy swallows his dick hole as he grinds his pelvis into your making sure you feel every single inch of him. He nudges you with his nose, placing a wet kiss to the apple of your cheek as he cups your face with both hands and brings your big fucked out eyes down to look at the place where the two of you are so intimately connected. The both of you watching as his cock l retreats and the silvery webs of your arousal break and drip down his balls, messily smearing and creating a frothy ring at the base and drenching the fine patch of black hair at his navel.

“That’s it. Good fucking girl. Keep cumming those rings like that on my cock and I’ll fill my pussy so full of my cum that it will drip out of you for weeks.”with a guttural growl he could feel his balls tingle with the need to release. And he would soon but not before making you cum one more time. “You have more in there for me. I know you do puppy. One more, give it to me.” He groaned, trailing his tongue up your neck and latching onto the throbbing vein and sucking a bright red mark that even your collar wouldn’t hide. Growling again he sank his fangs into the flesh, easily piercing the skin as he slammed into you with no remorse or abandon.

No sooner than when his fangs sunk into your neck did you keen his name loudly, that tight ball of heat in your lower stomach bursting as your eyes rolled to the back of your head once more as a warm translucent rush of liquids squirts from your pussy to drip down the seam of your ass, creeping down his still buried length and rolling into the crease of his balls.

He masked a moan with a low and animalistic groan that vibrated deeply in his throat as he lips found yours again in a wet kiss as his tongue coaxed yours into his mouth. he suckled on the muscle fucking you right through your orgasm as the loud nasty squelching of your pussy and the wet *plaps* of skin on skin rings in his ears, mixing with the sweet and addictive moans and whimpers creating the most beautiful sound he’s ever heard. Giving a few more sharp thrustd up into your overstimulated and ruined pussy his balls seized up releasing his thick seed straight into the deepest part of you that he could, flooding your pussy till your mixed essence leaked from your overstretched hole.

“Fuck….You did such a good job taking my cock, you always do so good for your daddy don’t you.”

With a gentle nod and low hum you buried your head in his chest as he carried the two of you up the stairs and into your bath room with his cock still buried to the hilt in your pussy; making sure none of his cum had the time to leak out. And you had a feeling he wasn’t done using you as his own personal cocksleeve to relieve his stress just yet.

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A/N: Hey peeps! Sorry for the long wait 👉🏻👈🏻 I was busy for quite some time due to the final examinations. I hope you guys don't mind me not updating for long. Okayy so here we go, enjoy!~

SOMEONE BAD MOUTHING YOU

Ryuguji Ken, Shiba Taiju, Sano Manjiro

⚠️Warning: curse words, aggressive behavior

Ryuguji Ken (Draken)

Today was weird, Draken felt like everyone was avoiding you for some reason. He couldn't quite put a finger on it. The school bell rang indicating recess time, he walked through the corridor to go to your classroom and have recess together. However, once he walked by the toilet, he heard a conversation mentioning about you, hence he halted his movement. "Do you know that Y/N from Class 3-1 was a bully during elementary school?," "Ugh, no wonder she's in relationship with Draken, they must enjoyed bullying people together during their elementary," the conversation continued which most of the time were about you. Draken couldn't hold it any longer, he has knew you since the elementary! He knew how you were a timid kid, and instead, you were the one that were bullied! That was why he came to your rescue and protected you since then. He approached those students in the toilet, "Repeat that again. I want to decipher whatchu you mean by that... ." They all frozed in their spot, not knowing how to reply. "He! He was the one saying that!," one of them pointed out at a certain guy. Huh..? Draken knows him, he was the guy that confessed to you before and he also went to the same elementary school you both went to. Draken felt enraged and grabbed the said guy's collar. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to say that!," "As if! You literally throwing dirt on her name and now you are denying it!." Fast forward, Draken arrived at your class but with the man tailed behind him, "Kenny, why is he here?," you asked curiously. "This guy will confess his sin in front of the school gate after school, you will see why," Draken smirked. Glad to say by the time the school ended, the guy were kneeling in front of you while screaming how he made up those rumour as a revenge for your rejection. The next day, many students approached you to apologize for believing those lies.

Shiba Taiju

Taiju were currently relaxing in his office room. He has ordered one of his subordinate to grab him a drink at the coffee shop across the street. He was minding his own business when suddenly he heard those subordinates of his were chit-chatting at the garden. He happened to hear their conversation due to him currently sitting by the open big window in his office. "Y/N has made our boss becoming less powerful! I hate her! I joined Black Dragon as I admired our boss so much due to his power and strength! But it seems like our boss has become mellow once she came into the frame. How I wish I could broke them up so that we gotta have our old boss back!," the guy that was ordered by Taiju has voiced out his complaint to another subordinate. Without a warning, Taiju jumped from the window and luckily he didn't broke any bones considering that it was quite high. After landing, he threw a punch towards the guy's face. The impact was very shocking, as the guy broke some of his tooth and coughing blood in the process. "I asked you to get me a coffee! Not to badmouthed my girlfriend, asshole!," he kicked the guy in the stomach. The poor guy sworn on his life that he was joking. "Joking my ass! You fucking think I'm dumb huh?!," Taiju continued to punish him. "Drag this guy to the torture room, do as I said or you will become the next target!," Taiju ordered the other subordinate. By the next hour, you entered his office and you could see Taiju was smiling by himself. "Err scary! Why are you smiling like that when no one is around?," you asked him. Taiju walked over to you and hugged you, "Nothing babe. I am just glad that a pest was diposed! He was such an eyesore... ."

Sano Manjiro (Mikey)

Mikey was currently waiting for everyone at the Toman's meeting area. While waiting, he saw some of the Toman's members started to gather there. It seems like none of them noticed him as he waited near the big tree. Mikey started to hear mumblings from the group, so he started to eaves-dropped to their conversation. "Where is Y/N?," "I don't know, maybe she didn't feel like tagging along this meeting anymore," "Glad to hear that, she's no use. I don't know why Mikey let her participates in our meeting. It's not like she helps us fight too." Mikey started to see red, what the hell were they saying about you?! He got up from his position and walked over to the group, "I agree with you guys! Ugh... why would I ever let her in the meeting with us, right?." The group fell silent, most of them looked at Mikey horrified. "Hey, why are you guys not talking anymore? It's okay, just talk! Fill me in with the gossip you have," Mikey faux his smile. They remained silent, that is when Mikey felt like he couldn't take it anymore. He kicked one of them swiftly, making the guy thrown away quite far. The other guys were now begging for forgiveness, saying that they didn't mean what they said about you. Fast forward, you arrived at the meeting area with all of the other founder members of Toman. You ran to Mikey as you saw some of the members scattered on the ground, "What happened Mikey?! Did the enemy group attacked you guys?!." Mikey turned to look at you, "Hehe nothing happened babe! These guys wanna have a match with me so we did, but as you can see, I won!." You sighed and scolded him not to hurt his members anymore. Mikey just nodded his head and walk you along to the other founder members. Unfortunately, the next day, those guys that were found scattered on the ground were nowhere to be found, hmm you wonder why...

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Taiju x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: violence & NSFW

Staring down at the same ground you sat on, you slowly lifted your head up, cheek throbbing in pain that forced a small wince from your lips, hand gingerly touching your cheek as the figure came back to view once you fully lifted your head. 

"Still wanna tell me what to do?" His tone was as mocking as the smirk to stretch his lips, making you want to scowl. "Shut up." You spat, moving to get back on your feet, but you were stopped by a foot stomping down on your thigh. A yelp left your lips as he forced you to sit back down, digging the heel of his shoe into your thigh.

Groaning in pain, you moved to grab his ankle, attempting to push his leg away, but you were no match for his strength. Your attempt to push his foot made him angry instead, and he lifted his foot from your thigh, which made you exhale in relief, but it was short lived. He swung down his foot, heel digging into your thigh, and you could feel it against your femur, making you cry in pain. 

"Stop!" You screamed, tears streaming down your face, hands still around his ankle except your hold was now loose. "Apologize for trying to get into my business." He demanded, and you could only glare up at him in return. There was no way in hell you'd apologize to some jerk kicking a poor animal in the alleyway, you were glad you stepped in and the dog got away, even if that made you his next target.

"Fuck you, asshole." You spat, watching him scowl at you, you moved to forcefully lift your leg, catching him by surprise as he finally stumbled back. You moved to get up before he could pull something again, the sound of his footsteps making adrenaline pump through your veins, but you picked up the sound of another pair at a much quicker pace. Looking up just in time, you saw a flash of black hair suddenly come into your view, and you saw the stranger punch the kid right in his cheek, and the kid flew further into an alleyway with a cry of pain and a thud as he landed on the ground. 

Your eyes widened in shock, the stranger took it further by continuously punching the kid, straddling his torso while beating his face, and you could only watch as his back moved with every swing of his arms, the legs laying underneath twitching with every punch. His grunts from the pain eventually faded into nothing but the sound of fists repeatedly landing on his face, making you shiver. 

"W-Wait..." you trailed off, shakily getting up while using the wall as support, a whimper leaving your lips at the throbbing ache in your thigh, and when you stepped on the ground, a sharp pain shot through it, forcing you to cry out in pain. Falling back onto the floor, you grabbed your thigh, panting heavily as it began to throb even more, the pain even more unbearable. 

The sound of footsteps caught your attention, making you glance up to see the stranger with black hair split through the middle, amber eyes staring down at your figure on the floor. A small sweat formed at your temple, he was tall, and intimidating by his appearance alone, the look on his face was stoic yet somehow deadly. You couldn't stop yourself from glancing back at the kid lying on the ground, and you gasped at the sight of his face, bruised and busted, nose crooked to one side and bleeding. 

You didn't have time to assess his condition any longer as you were grabbed by your arm and pulled up to your feet so effortlessly it made you fear uncomfortably swirl inside your stomach. You purposely avoided your foot meeting the ground, and the stranger who looked to be around your age didn't fail to notice, his brows furrowing together. "Can you walk?" He asked, his voice low with a slight roughness to it. 

"No." You answered, the thought of having to walk making you wince, a small furrow settling between your brows. Without saying anything, you were suddenly pulled onto his back without much of an effort on his part, he grabbed your arms and forced them around his neck before grabbing the bottom of your thighs, lifting you further up his back while you adjusted to the sudden position. 

"Where do you live?" He asked, and you blinked in shock. Why was this stranger who beat the kid into a pulp was now helping you? Well, he probably beat him up because he saw him picking on you, but why would he go out of his way to do something like that? You didn't understand. Was it really okay to tell this stranger your address?

Hesitant, you merely told him to turn around and leave the alleyway. Before turning left, and without realizing it, you ended up giving him directions to your house anyway, and he silently listened. "It's the last house on the right." You spoke silently into his ear, feeling tired, though the dull ache in your thigh kept you from completely falling asleep as its throbbing grew harsh every couple of minutes. 

Still, your eyes grew heavy, and you were struggling to remain awake. "Thank you..." you whispered softly, before you were overtaken by a blanket of darkness that made you grow limp against him. "Hey." He called, furrowing his brows at the sound of your soft breathing being the only thing he got as a response. Clicking his tongue in annoyance, he adjusted you slightly before continuing his way to your house that was already in sight. 

Years had passed since then, and you still can't remember how you ended up inside your house laying on your bed with a blanket draped over your body. You asked your parents who stared at you as if you grew a second head, making you give up on asking altogether, even your brother didn't have a damn clue. 

Sighing, you were currently walking down the same alleyway from years back, where you first encountered the stranger, the memory now replaying in your mind. It was so faint yet so vivid, and it made an unfamiliar feeling swirl in your chest. Swaying the grocery bag you held in your hand, your free hand ran along the wall as you trailed down the alley lazily. You got some groceries to make some of your favorite food as a treat for doing well in your finals. 

The sound of faint voices made its way to your ears, making you frown in confusion since you were in your neighborhood, and it was unusual for there to be that many people around at this time of the day. Though you heard some rumors that this gang had been around for a while, thankfully you hadn't run into them, but perhaps your luck ran out today.

As you walked closer, you slowed down your pace and trailed against the wall of the alleyway, hiding behind it to peek your head over carefully, and you widen your eyes at the sight of an entire group of men dressed in white coats with some characters you didn't care to read etched in the back, quickly bringing your head back as your heartbeat picked up its pace.

How were you gonna get home? What if they come over and find you? Will they beat you up? Leave you alone? Or maybe even kill you? You didn't know how to fight, let alone that many men against a single girl? Sure you did boxing up until the end of middle school but that didn't mean you were pro enough to go against this many people, it's a one vs one sport anyway! Plus, as much as you hate to admit it, you'll never be able to surpass the strength of a man since you were a woman, and that thought alone is terrifying. 

Your heartbeat sounded loud in your ears, breath picking up as you contemplated what you should do, and all that made you blind to the people steadily approaching behind you. Clenching your fists, your gripped tightened onto the handle of the bag, realizing that panic won't do you any good. Maybe you should wait until they leave, or go back to safety where there's civilization, like the store.

The feeling of something harshly wrapping around your wrist made you gasp in horror, making you turn to look back at a man that towered over your obviously shorter frame, making you freeze, a lump forming in your throat while you lifted your head quickly, eyes soon connecting with a pair of amber ones. "What do we have here?" His voice made a shiver run down your spine, watching the way he cocked his head to the side, a single brow raised as he looked down at you in an indifferent manner. 

His hair was dark blue with streaks of a lighter shade, and he was huge, that red coat he wore didn't do justice to hide the muscles hiding underneath. "What should we do boss?" One of the men behind him spoke, they were dressed in white coats like the ones you saw luring just around the corner. Flickering your gaze back up at him in terror, you watched a look flash across his features, his hold on your wrist tightening, making you wince.

"Go ahead without me. I won't be long." He demanded, and they immediately left, disappearing from your sight as you were left with this excuse of an utter beast. "I-I wasn't- I-" you stuttered, words catching in your throat while your mind seemingly raced. "You...look familiar." He spoke, and you stiffened, blinking away the tears that threatened to spill from your eyes. "H-huh..?" 

I look familiar?

"You...ah!" He suddenly exclaimed, an eerie smile stretching his otherwise scowling face while you only stared up at him in silence due to your ongoing shock. "You're that little girl who was getting beat on by some kid." He clarified, as if you'd remember what he was referring to. "I-I don't know what...you're..." you trailed off, and his smile vanished. 

"It was right here. In this alleyway. I saved you, do you not remember?" He questioned, leaning into your face as you blinked, realization dawning over your features as you looked into the same amber eyes from back then. Oh gosh, he was still tall and intimidating, though this time he was more buff, which only added to his scary appearance. 

"I do...it's just...you've changed. A lot." You admitted, blinking owlishly, and he tugged you closer to him before backing you against the wall, lowering his face down to your level, and all you could do was let out a gasp from the sudden movement, breath catching in your throat at his scrutinizing gaze. "You, just look more mature. Didn't change much." He spoke, and your brows knitted together.

He then let go of your wrist, backing away. "Get out of here. This isn't a place for someone like you." He suddenly proclaimed, and you stared up at him in shock before your brows knitted together. "What? This is my neighborhood! You're the one who should leave with that pile of...dogs..!" You exclaimed unsurely, feeling angry that he would try and make you leave your own neighborhood. 

"Hunh?!" He shouted, and you flinched in fear, eyes widening as he stared down at you, slowly stepping closer. "You tryna tell me what to do? Someone weak like you?" He scoffed in disbelief, hand smacking against the wall beside your head as he leaned down and into your face once more, making you unconsciously back further into the wall. 

"That...doesn't matter. You shouldn't harass and pick on innocent people. I thought you out of everyone would at least understand since you've defended me in the past."  You declared, watching him knit his brows together, eyes narrowing. "That was in the past, sweetheart. I'm a different man now that violence is a part of my life, and you should also realize that already." 

Softening your brows, you pulled onto your bottom lip, eyes narrowing as you looked at him in disappointment. "If you want me to leave so badly, then take away your mob since they're in the way." You informed, and his brows raised simultaneously, body pulling away. "Still live around the corner huh? We were just leaving anyway." He said, looking at you once more before turning away and disappearing around the corner. You let out a breath of relief you hadn't realized you were even holding, brows knitting softly.  

Just what happened to him?

Unbeknownst to you, his mind remained on the clear disappointment that flashed through your features, making his chest fill with an uncomfortable feeling he'd remember feeling at some point in his life, but it had been too long for him to remember what it was or what it meant. Though he was sure he didn't like the thought of you feeling something like that, towards him of all people too. He didn't know why it affected him this much. Clenching his fists, he ordered everyone to follow him, leaving the neighborhood altogether. 

Days had passed since your last run in with the "stranger" and you found your mind straying towards him every while without your consent. Furrowing your brows, you grabbed your coat and put it over your long sleeve turtleneck short dress that was made from wool to fight the cold weather. It was Christmas, and you wanted to take a walk to clear your mind, albeit the freezing weather.

Your parents weren't home due to a business trip despite it being a holiday. Well it was more of a getaway if you were honest, they just preferred the word "business" like it would excuse the fact they leave their children at home. Well, you were the only one here, your brother spending the holidays with his long term girlfriend like always. Sighing softly, you began to put on your footwear, grunting softly as you finally slipped the last pair on.

Reaching the doorknob, you twisted it open before pulling the door, feeling the cold wind immediately hit your face as your hair blew softly. Then you froze in your spot, eyes widening at the sight of the same man you couldn't get out of your head standing there with his red coat, a scratch on the side of his face, the look on his face was unusually calm. 

Blinking, you tilted your head to the side as a frown settled onto your face. "What are you doing here..?" You inquired, watching his eyes that only remained on you until he took a step back. "I'm not sure." He answered, and your frown deepened. Feeling another gust of cold wind, you shivered, and reached to grab his hand and pull him inside despite his large figure, but he didn't seem to resist as he walked into your home, and you closed the door immediately, the cold still in your system. 

Turning to face him, you looked up at his face, and the look he held made you think he was far in his thoughts. "(Name)." You said, and he finally turned to look at you, brows raising simultaneously. "I just realized we don't know each other's name." You said, and he remained silent for a while until finally speaking.

"Shiba Taiju." 

You smiled. "(Surname) (Name)." You said again before gesturing towards the hall with a nod of your head, hands moving to take off your coat. "Take a seat in the living room. I'll bring some tea to help warm you up." You offered, hanging your coat on the side of the wall before taking off your shoes. Taiju also removed his shoes and coat, leaving him in a white dress shirt that hugged his muscles, not leaving much to the imagination. You blushed lightly at the thought. 

Leading him down the hall, you told him to sit down on the couch before you left to the kitchen right behind, preparing tea before putting both cups on a tray, walking towards the living room and placing it on the coffee table while taking a seat on the sofa across from Taiju. Leaning back into your seat, you watched him grab the cup and take a careful slip, making you smile at the unusual sight. 

"Is it okay? Too hot?" You asked softly, and he shook his head, leaning against the back of the couch after placing the ceramic cup back onto the coffee table. His shirt tightened around his torso and chest at the change of position, and you could see the outline of the muscles adorning his stomach and chest, the blush on your cheeks deepening. Why were you reacting this way?

"It's fine. I honestly don't know why I came here." He suddenly admitted, making you tilt your head as he lifted his head from the top of the couch, looking straight at you. "But I know it's because of you. My mind subconsciously took me here, and it annoys me so much, but at the same time..." he trailed off, shifting his gaze to the side. 

"Maybe your subconscious took you here for a reason. Did something happen?" You inquired, and he quickly shot you a sharp glare, making you back off the topic altogether. "That's fine. Uhm...but if you don't know...then I can't possibly either." You said, watching him frown slightly. Suddenly, he stood up, walking around the coffee table and towards you, making you back away but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you up from your seat. "It's you. It has to be you. I don't know why or how this started, but I just can't get you out of my mind." He declared, making your eyes widen.

"It's so fucking annoying. I just can't stop thinking about you and that damn look you gave me the other day." He continued, staring at you so intently you could feel as if he could look right into your mind, your very being and soul. It was such a strange feeling, something you never felt before, but it was nothing new with him. Taiju makes you feel things you've never experienced before.

Taiju just felt longing towards you, something like never before. Since the day he met you, his strange behavior of actually helping someone gnawed at his mind, even if he forgot about it overtime, it still remained there in the back of his head. He didn't know how you could bring out such a side of him, and it made him annoyed and frustrated just the same. You drive him insane. Just the thought of you drives him to the near end, and whether it was a bad or good thing, he wasn't sure. 

And when he met you again, his body filled with such relief he never felt before. But relief of what? Actually being able to see you again? That you were doing just fine and unharmed? He always wondered if that kid began bothering you again. Taiju just couldn't bring himself to approach you again, because all he does is cause pain and misery. 

And somehow, he didn't want that for you.

Tightening his hold around your wrist, his frown deepened, and your gaze remained on him. "I also can't get you out of my head. But for some reason, I don't mind that." You admitted, a soft smile stretching your lips. Taiju was shocked by your words, his eyes wide as all he could do was stare at you in silence. Moving your free hand to reach up and cup his cheek, you carefully ran your thumb over the scratch on his face. 

Taiju remained silent, but then he finally moved to sit on the couch, his hold on your wrist gone as your hand fell from his face, and you turned to face him. But he just couldn't stop thinking about your soft smile that was just for him, and your gentle touch that contrasted from his violent fists. You were the exact opposite from him, but he was drawn to you like being mesmerized by the bright stars and pale moon. 

Knitting his brows, he contemplated if he could be gentle with you, touch you in such a careful and gentle manner like you did with him, making his chest spread with warmth. Gosh, he never felt that way before, and that annoyed him. Why can only you bring out such a feeling?

Glancing up from the floor, he looked at you standing in front of him with a concerned look on your pretty face. Flickering his gaze down to your wrist that hung by your side, he reached his hand to grab a hold of it, carefully and gently from his otherwise harsh grip. His fingers softly reached for yours, and he tugged you closer to him, his hand holding yours carefully. As he held your hand, his other one grabbed the end of your sleeve and pulled it up gingerly, and he felt himself grow rigid.

You glanced down at your now bare wrist, eyes landing on the forming bruises from his previous grip. Eyes widening, you quickly pulled your sleeve back down, blinking as you glanced towards his frozen form, his hold on your hand gone as he stood up from the sofa. "Taiju..." you trailed off, and he avoided your gaze, a frown etched into his features. 

He moved to step away, but you panicked, hands landing on his chest to keep him still in his spot, keeping him from moving away as you looked up at him with wide eyes. "Wait...please don't...!" You exclaimed, and he finally looked into your (e/c) orbs. "Don't leave." You begged, breathing growing heavy due to your racing heart, why didn't you want him to leave? You didn't care why, you just wanted him to stay, so you were gonna make him stay.

"I shouldn't be around someone as fragile as you." He stated, and your head shook. "It doesn't hurt! Please, don't go, I promise it doesn't bother me." You explained, and he looked away from you. "It bothers me. For someone who won't hesitate to beat on anyone, I don't want to hurt you." Taiju declared, and your eyes widened in shock.

"Why? Why do you hurt people?" You inquired, and he sighed heavily, sitting back on the couch, leaning back while running a hand over his face. "It's complicated." He merely said, and you moved closer. "I'll listen." You reassured him, watching as Taiju moved to cover his eyes with his forearm, head inclined back over the top of the sofa. Though you were caught by surprise as he reached to grab your arm without pulling away his forearm from his eyes, tugging you forward as you landed on his lap.

"I don't want to talk about it." He admitted, catching you by further surprise as you were much closer, and he lifted his forearm from his eyes to look down at you, and you found a smile stretching your lips. "That's okay. Whenever you want to, I'll be here to listen." You stated, cupping his face as he finally lifted his head from the couch to look at you properly, gaze narrowing. "I don't understand." He said, staring at you in slight confusion. 

"That's fine too." You smiled again, a strong urge overtaking you at the close proximity. Leaning closer, you placed a cautious kiss over his jawline, and you felt him stiffen underneath you as you still straddled his lap. Pulling away, you felt embarrassed at the action, especially at his reaction which led you to assume he clearly didn't like it. 

"I'm so sorry! I-" you were cut off by his lips that quickly covered yours, you were taken aback but you quickly melted into him, your hands wrapping around his neck and pulling him closer. Taiju relished the feeling of your soft lips, his hands moving to grab your waist and pull you closer, though it just wasn't enough. His hands moved to your exposed thighs, your dress had ridden up to your hips from your close proximity. 

He slid them under your dress, grabbing your hips and pushing you down, making you gasp, and he quickly shoved his tongue inside your mouth, tasting your cavern as he deepened the kiss, lips constantly moving against yours as his pace grew desperate, his hands sliding up and down from your waist to your thighs. Heat engulfed your body, making you feel feverish as something grew hard underneath you, and your underwear grew soaked as his hips bucked upwards, his grip on your hips tightening, fingers digging into the soft flesh. 

Your lungs were burning for air, eyes hot and glossy as he didn't give your time to process anything, but he pulled away from the kiss, finally allowing you a much needed deep breath for air until his lips latched over yours again. The bulge in his pants grew, and your underwear practically soaked them as you continued to helplessly buck your hips, grinding down to feel his hardness press further into your walls, forcing a whine and mewl from your throat that Taiju swallowed greedily.

The pressure made your eyes roll back, breathing ragged and heavy as he also bucked his hips and held you down, making you feel how big he was underneath, and it didn't even compare to the actual size, the mere thought made your mouth go dry. He pulled away, and you didn't waste a second as you pressed kisses onto his neck, prepping them everywhere as your hands ran up and down his chest and stomach, occasionally on his shoulders as you squeezed them tightly. 

The both of you were starved, hips helplessly grinding and bucking, dry humping each other for the extra friction. "Please." You found yourself saying, kissing his neck before latching your lips onto his skin, sucking and licking softly as his breathing was heavy and quick. Suddenly, you felt a heat pour from your core, making you let out a strangled whine, eyes fluttering back. Taiju chuckled, making you blush in embarrassment as it was only from merely grinding on his hardness. 

"How cute." He grinned, and you looked at him in a daze, catching his sharp canines that flashed with his smile. You smiled lazily, hand trailing down his chest and over the obvious tint in his pants that were damp due to your wet underwear, and he groaned at the touch, his hand reaching to grab your wrist. "Growing desperate now, are we?" He questioned, and without a warning he wrapped an arm around your back before standing up, your arms and legs moving to wrap around his neck and torso as he carried you effortlessly. 

Taiju walked into your room, and you didn't question how he knew since you were sure he'd been here before from when he carried you all those years ago. Kicking the door shut, he walked to your bed, throwing you as you bounced on the mattress while landing on your back, whereas he climbed after you.

He didn't waste another second, using his knees to support himself, he slipped his hands under your dress and removed it completely, your bra and panties following, leaving you bare before him as he engraved the sight into his memory, his staring making you grow embarrassed since he was still completely dressed. Sitting up, you began to unbutton his shirt, and he watched as you eventually reached the last button, running your hands over his shoulders as you pushed his open shirt back until he completely removed it. 

Your hands then unbuttoned his pants, and the bulge grew due to the restraints from the pants being gone, and your eyes widened at the outline of his undoubtedly huge print. Gulping down the saliva in your throat, he pushed you back onto the mattress, now hovering over your smaller frame as he used an arm to prevent himself from crushing you underneath him, his hand wrapping around your thigh and pulling you further down. 

You impatiently wrapped your legs around his torso, and he grinned at your needy behavior, especially at the sight of your bare and dripping cunt. "Don't worry, I'll give it to you in jus' a bit sweetheart." He reassured, making you blush from how obvious you were being with him. You hummed in agreement, and he smirked down at you, slightly pulling away to kneel down before you, he pulled down the last restraint on his boxers, cock springing up and your eyes went wide.

It was huge not only in length but in thickness, veins popping from sides as it was red and leaking precum, and you wanted to sob from the sight of it. No way it could fit, it would split you in literal half, you knew that it would hurt but you were driven by lust and the thought of his huge cock filling your aching and throbbing walls that clenched at the thought of him inside. Whimpering, you threw your head back against the mattress and shut your eyes, feeling a hand grab a hold of your hips. "Be a good girl and take it." He said softly, yet his tone was demanding. 

"O-Okay." You responded, feeling the tip of his head pressing against your entrance until he gave a slight push, and you cried out at how much it immediately stretched your walls that were already tightening around him. "S'too big..!" You cried, eyes growing hot with tears. "Fuck. You're so tight." He groaned, looking down at your red face. "It's barely in." He informed you, and you wanted to cry from his words. "I can't, I can't take it..!" You sobbed, shaking your head with tears streaming down your face. If this was a little bit, how would the entirety of his cock fit inside you?

"I don't care." He stated, and you whined, even though it was uncomfortable, you still wanted him, no, you needed him. "I'll take it. I need it so please do it in one push." You begged, and Taiju smirked at your pitiful pleas, his hands grabbing your hips, and at once he pulled back before driving into your hole, you cried out and he groaned, unable to suppress the noise as your tight walls clenched around his cock uncontrollably that made him want to drive into you without mercy. 

You were sobbing, the painful stretch was too much and tears ran down your cheeks, your breathing now heavy and ragged. "fuck..!" You cried, Taiju leaning over your body as he pressed himself against you, hand cupping your face to wipe away the tears streaming down your cheek. "Good girl. You took it so well." He praised, straining himself from the grunt threatening to leave his lips at the feeling of your walls clenching around his dick.

Taiju prepped your neck and chest with kisses, as you were still adjusting to his size, the pain beginning to fade away after a while as he forced himself to not move, just littering kisses and praising you for taking all of him. You felt so good and looked so beautiful to him, he wanted nothing more than to take this time and show you how much he cares and spoil you before he ruins the fuck out of you. 

The pain faded, it still felt uncomfortable since you weren't used to it but it wasn't entirely bad as before, and Taiju softly licked and kissed a spot on your chest, your hands moved to entangle themselves through his hair, a soft sigh leaving your lips. "Taiju..." you called him, he pulled away to look up at you, now moving to kiss your cheekbone as a hum left his lips in response. "Please..." You pleaded, and he stopped before pulling away slightly as he stared down at your face.

"You sure?" 

"I'm sure." You nodded reassuringly, and he blinked before kissing your forehead, your legs moving to wrap around his hips, your hands playing with his hair until he finally pulled out, making your whimper until he began to thrust into you, and you felt him immediately hit your sweet spot with each thrust, causing you to become a moaning mess from the pleasure you felt, tugging at his locks and running your hands over his back, occasionally gripping into his bare muscles at the feeling of his huge cock filling you up.

Taiju grunted and groaned occasionally, his eyes never leaving you due to how pretty you looked being fucked out by his cock, and he intently listened to every noise you made as he drove himself inside you, your walls clenching around him, trying to milk him dry of all his seed. Looking up at Taiju, you met his amber orbs that stared down at you, and your hand moved to cup his cheek, his own moving to trace his fingers along your arm and wrist, admiring the way you smiled up at him. 

"Taiju..." you mewled softly, fingers fiddling with his ear as you felt a familiar warmth spread down your stomach, head leaning back as you came, Taiju feeling how your walls spasmed and became slippery around his dick, but he managed to keep his pace steady and hard, admiring every single time you moaned, his name occasionally slipping past your lips along with some pleas that your fucked out brain could barely manage to make out.

You were fucked dumb, losing count of that many times you came, was it four? Maybe five? You didn't know, but you felt overstimulated and your body was sore, cramping as he continued to fuck your cunt without missing a single beat, you walls uncontrollably clenching but also sore and abused, your thighs leaking with all your previously releases that undoubtedly soaked the sheets beneath you. 

Taiju finally felt his balls twitch, and he came with a low groan, feeling your walls also tighten as you released at the same time, Taiju released his seed into your womb, stuffing you as your walls were coated white from his cum.. He breathed deeply, finally noticing your limp body on the mattress, and he felt his eyes widen. Your eyes were shut, hair stuck to your neck and face from the sweat to coat your body. He moved to tap your cheek, noticing the way your chest rose and fell with every breath. 

Realizing you must've passed out, he left to grab a towel and cleaned his release from your stomach before also grabbing a water from your kitchen, walking back inside the room to see your lidded eyes blink up at him. "Taiju..?" You asked softly, and he flashed you a smile before sitting against the headboard, pulling your body towards him, chest pressed against your back as he sat you up and made your drink some water. 

"It's okay. We can take a warm bath and I'll take care of you, so relax." He reassured, watching you turn to the side to properly look up at him, he reached to grab the back of your head, pulling you closer to place a kiss atop your head. Smiling softly, you let yourself fall back into the comforting blanket of darkness as Taiju took care of you.

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𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔗𝔬 𝔓𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔗𝔢𝔫⇥ ꜰᴏʀɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜱɪɴɴᴇᴅ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ⇥ ᴘʀɪᴇꜱᴛ!ᴛᴀɪᴊᴜ ꜱʜɪʙᴀ x ꜱᴜᴄᴄᴜʙᴜꜱ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʀʏ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ⇥ ᴘʀɪᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴋɪɴᴋ

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴜʟᴏɢʏ⇥ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱʜɪʙᴀ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏᴅ. ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴛʀᴀʏ ʜɪᴍ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴀᴛʜ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ⇥ ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ, ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ, ꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ʀᴇᴄɪᴛɪɴɢ, ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ, ᴠɪʀɢɪɴ ᴛᴀɪᴊᴜ, ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴘɪᴠ, ᴜɴᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇx, ᴏʀᴀʟ (ꜰᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ), ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱ, ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ, ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴏʀꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴘᴇᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ (ɪ.ᴇ. ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʟᴀᴍʙ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ꜱᴀʟᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴ), ʟᴏᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢ, ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ⇥ 5.8𝚔+ (ɪ ᴄᴏɴᴅᴇᴍɴ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ. ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀɪᴊᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ɴᴏ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅꜱ.)

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴍᴏɴ⇥ 🔞ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ🔞-ɪ’ᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰꜰ ʙʏ ꜱᴀʏɪɴɢ ɪ’ᴍ ᴀɴ ᴀᴛʜᴇɪꜱᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ɢʀᴇᴡ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛɪᴀɴ-ʙᴀᴘᴛɪꜱᴛ ᴄʜᴜʀᴄʜ. ɪ ɢᴏᴏɢʟᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ. ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ ʜᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴍʏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴀ Qᴜᴇᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴄʜᴜʀᴄʜ ᴡᴀꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ���ᴇ. ᴅᴇꜱᴘɪᴛᴇ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ ɪᴛ ʜᴀꜱ ᴍᴀɴɪꜰᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ ɪᴛꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴘʀɪᴇꜱᴛ ᴋɪɴᴋ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ꜱᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɪɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢᴀʀʙ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜɪᴛ. ᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱʜɪʙᴀ? ᴏʜ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛᴇᴅ. ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏꜱ ɪꜰ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ᴏʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀ/ɴ ᴜᴘꜱᴇᴛꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴛ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴏꜰꜰᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʀᴇꜰᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ ʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱᴍᴜᴛᴛʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ. ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴀɪᴊᴜ ᴏɴᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ᴛᴜɴᴇᴅ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀɴ ᴏɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ꜱᴏ. ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛɪɴɢ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱʜɪʙᴀ!

🪦ᴛʜᴇ ʜʏᴍɴꜱ⇥ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ'ꜱ ɢᴏᴛ ʜᴜᴍᴏᴜʀ/ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪɢɢʟᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ꜰᴜɴᴇʀᴀʟ/ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ'ꜱ ᴅɪꜱᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴠᴀʟ/ɪ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ'ᴠᴇ ᴡᴏʀꜱʜɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴏᴏɴᴇʀ/ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅɪᴅ ꜱᴘᴇᴀᴋ/ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ/ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱᴜɴᴅᴀʏ'ꜱ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʙʟᴇᴀᴋ/ᴀ ꜰʀᴇꜱʜ ᴘᴏɪꜱᴏɴ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ

You had existed for a millennium as a divine succubus with a human form that would change every century or so. Like any succubus, catching prey was easy and you had countless contracts with humans you barely even remembered. However, over the last few decades you found yourself getting rather bored of the same thing over and over again. So you tried your luck in a place no sane demon would set foot in...churches. Being in a place of worship didn’t cause you to catch fire and scream out an agony like the movies tried to portray. It was more of a nagging migraine that would dissipate the next day which was well worth it when the pay out was turning righteous beings away from their god. You had been to many churches and scored many contracts but you were looking for something harder to obtain. Something that would actually be entertaining and that's when you found it. 

You found him. You were welcomed right into the congregation as another lost soul in search of the correct path. The leader of the congregation and head clergy member was Father Shiba. It wasn't hard to see that he was a devoted man with values that reflect those of his lord and savior. He had a rather aloof personality but was always willing to help guide the sheep in his flock closer to god. It was exactly the fun you had been searching decades for. You waited until you were seen as a regular before moving in for the kill. It was a chilly Sunday night and the service had ended nearly forty minutes before; plenty of enough time for the congregation to have gone home. 

This was the time Father Shiba took for himself; to reflect on the word of god he had preached while lighting a cigarette and inhaling its addictive fumes. It was a vice that wasn't well received between clergy members and the congregation alike. This was the perfect time for him to indulge in a sin he'd repent for once he finished. He took another drag as you rounded to the back of the church.

"My, my Father and here I thought you were nearly god's spitting image." You teased as you leaned against the building.

Father Shiba heard your voice as he blows the smoke out from his lips. He looks over his shoulder and flicks the cigarette butt elsewhere; so much for peace and quiet. 

"What are you doing here? Mass has ended quite some time ago. I figured you've left by now." Father Shiba finally spoke up.

"I was just so moved by the sermon today Father Shiba," You started out. "I was going to ask a favor of you earlier but as always so many of the others flock to you. I wanted to wait for the right time. I was wondering if we could discuss some scriptures and pray together?"

Father Shiba raises an eyebrow at your words. He couldn't deny that you, the newcomer, hadn't caught his attention. You looked to be in your mid-twenties yet the stories the other clergy members had told him made it seem like you had been to hell and back. What troubled you so? As a priest it was his duty to help a lost lamb like you find the light again. He nodded his head and motioned for you to follow him back inside.

"Of course. Come with me." 

You hummed and followed after him back into the church. You passed a few of the clergy members who stayed behind to clean up, pray, and set up for the upcoming week. Father Shiba greeted each one, they greeted him back, and smiled at you as you both passed by. Father Shiba lead you upstairs and down a narrow hall which was lined with various portraits of god, scenes from the bible, and scriptures. Father Shiba continued to walk down the hallway with the confidence of someone who had walked it in hopes to help a lost lamb many times before. He opened the door at the end of the hallway that lead into his office; it was a decent sized room with a small window that overlooked the front of the church. There was oak desk with a leather chair that you assumed he spent many hours praying and looking over the sermon for the upcoming week. 

There was a leather couch on the neighboring wall with a bookcase full of different religious books, scriptures, and binders. In the other corner of the room was a small wooden alter with a statue of Jesus on the cross. He stands to the side so you can walk into the room and he motions over to the couch. You make your way over and sit down as the leather shifts underneath you. You look around his office as you crossed your leg over the other.

"It's quite cozy in here Father Shiba."

Father Shiba makes his way over to sit down on the couch with you. He leans back, resting an arm on the armrest and crossing one leg over the other. His sharp golden eyes studied you, taking in every little detail. He nodded, acknowledging your words.

"Indeed it is. I like to make it inviting for anyone seeking guidance." Father Shiba said before he clasped his hands together. "Now you said you wanted to discuss scriptures and pray with me, correct?"

"Ah yes," You said as you turned to face him a little more. "tonight's sermon about celibacy really spoke to me. But some of the scriptures you read got me thinking. Like Roman 12:1."

"And what precisely about that verse got you thinking?"

"Am I wrong for wanting to have someone and wanting to devote myself to god? I mean the verse says: 'Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship'," You quoted the verse as you tilt your head. "doesn't that mean god wants me to present my body for him and he alone?"

Father Shiba's face didn't change from his usual stoic expression as he listened to you speak. It was a matter of faith and one that he was all too familiar with.

"The verse you speak of is not to be taken literally. It is a call to live a life of service and devotion to God. To offer one's body as a living sacrifice is to dedicate oneself to serving God's will and to use one's gifts and talents for his glory, not to present one's body in a physical manner."

"You make it seem so easy to understand the scriptures Father," You say with a sigh. "I want to live up to god's image but it's so hard sometimes."

Father Shiba's gaze softened slightly as he listened to your words. There was so many lost lambs who said the same thing and even he had struggled for so long to get to where he was.

"Ah, I understand what you mean. It is hard to live a life devoted to God. It takes discipline and sacrifice. But I assure you, it is worth it in the end."

You hummed at his words as you looked around him office for a moment. You stood up and made your way over to the open window. The sheer curtain blowing in the window as you looked down at the courtyard. Some of the other members of the clergy leaving for the night.

"How long have you been a man of the cloth Father Shiba?"

He leaned back fully against the couch as he rested his elbow on the arm of the couch. It had been so long he had to think about it for a minute.

"Mm, a long time. I've been serving the church as a priest for fifteen years." He said as studied you, wondering what you were really getting at.

You let out a low whistle as you turn to look back at him.

"Fifteen years?" You repeat before you lean against the windowsill. "No wonder you have all the answers. It's like this is second nature to you. Almost like breathing." Father Shiba can't help but hum as the corners of his mouth tilt up.

"Yes, I suppose you could say that. It is second nature. Serving God is part of who I am. It's not something that I take lightly."

"What did you do before you were a priest?" You asked and he sighed. A hand running over his face as he shakes his head.

"I was a lost lamb like you once. On the wrong path that god didn't intend for me to take. But the lord made sure I got back on track by opening my eyes and since then I have devoted my life to him and the church." 

"Did you ever want to meet someone and start a family?" You asked and he shrugged his shoulders.

"I thought about it when I was a bit younger but I soon came to the conclusion that wasn't part of god's plan for me. I have my hands full with running the church and making sure everyone in the congregation is happy."

You nodded your head as you listened to his words. You pushed off the windowsill before you turned to close the window.

"You mentioned in Corinthians that Paul says unmarried people are more focused on the Lord and pleasing him, while married people are more focused on worldly affairs and pleasing their spouse. Do you agree with him then?"

"In my case yes, I do agree with what Paul says in Corinthians. Marriage often brings a new set of priorities and responsibilities, which can make it harder to fully focus on God."

"And in those fifteen years you've been utterly faithful to your Heavenly Father?" You said and Father Shiba raised a brow at your question. Wasn't it obvious? All he could do was nod his head as he watched you close the window. "So does that mean in a little over a decade you've never seen a woman you wanted?" 

Father Shiba's brow now furrows as his lips part to say something but before he can you interrupt.

"In fifteen years you never gazed upon a woman who had fallen to her knees begging for your guidance. Pleading for you to cleanse her from sin and not had the urge to sink into her so you could hear her cry your name?" 

Despite his best efforts to stay composed Father Shiba couldn't help the way his cheeks heated up and he knew there was color starting to rise up in his cheeks. The way you spoke such blasphemes things without a second thought. He shifted on the couch as he suddenly averted his gaze from you. He wasn't going to let you see any hint of vulnerability in his expression. 

"No, I've never thought such things. I am devoted to my faith and serving God. I have not given in to such desires or tempted to stray from my vows." Father Shiba said in a matter-of-fact tone that left no room for discussion on the matter. But for you? Oh it just made you smile. 

"Are you saying you're immune to a woman's beauty then? Never once had that natural urge inside every mortal man to take a woman in a biblical sense? I mean if god made those thoughts natural for mankind to survive, thrive even, then why shy away from it as if it's a sin?" 

Father Shiba takes a deep breath, feeling the heat in his face growing. Your questions were becoming increasingly bold, and you seemed to be pushing his buttons very intentionally. His mind was swirling with conflicting thoughts and feelings. He tried to focus on the words of the Lord, to stay true to his vows and resist the temptation before him.

"I am not immune to a woman's beauty, nor am I immune to temptation. However...I have chosen to deny myself such desires in the name of serving God and living a life of purity and devotion."

"Well if that's the case why would god create such an act if sex is seen as a sin?" You ask as you tilt your head, acting as if you're just so confused by all this.

"It is not a sin for married couples to engage in sexual relations with each other, as long as it is done within the bounds of holy matrimony. However, outside of marriage, sexual relations are generally considered inappropriate and sinful. Especially for those who devote their life to God."

"But god loves all his children does he not? He created sex as a way to bring him glory and worship him fully did he not? So sex in general, if anything, should be explored if it is for Christ." You say as you push off the windowsill and start to make your way over to him slowly.

Father Shiba's expression darkens at your words and his gaze finally moves to you. It was becoming more and more clear that you were not here to pray or have a serious discussion about your faith. You were testing his faith and pushing his buttons intentionally. Yet he refused to let you get the better of him.

"Sex was created by God for procreation and as a means of expressing intimacy and love between husband and wife within the bounds of marriage. It is not a tool to be exploited or used indiscriminately, especially for 'bringing him glory'."

You sigh as you suddenly fall down to your knees before him. You close your eyes and bow your head. Your hands raised up slightly as you clasp them together.

"Forgive me Father...it is why I seek your guidance. Your sermon about celibacy has moved me for that reason. That desire in me continues to grow daily. It's an insatiable hunger. It makes me wonder if I'm even worthy of god's love."

Father Shiba's expression suddenly softens when you suddenly fall to your knees. He could see how sincere you seemed and the conflict within you. He shouldn't have been so quick to judge; maybe you were just trying to understand him. He studies you carefully as he lets out a sigh.

"Little lamb, you are worthy of God's love. You are not alone in your struggles with temptation and desire, but we were born with sin in our hearts. We all face trials and tribulations in this life. The important thing is to seek guidance, confess your sins, and to strive to live a life that brings glory to God."

He watches as you lift your head up and his eyes widens slightly when he sees the tears in your waterline. Your bottom lip wobbles as if you were just a moment away from crying. He can't deny that it tugs at his heart strings.

"If I confess my sins to you will god forgive me Father Shiba?"

"God is merciful and willing to forgive all sins if we sincerely repent. Confessing your sins to me is a step towards seeking forgiveness from God. I will listen and offer guidance and support, but it is ultimately up to you to seek forgiveness and turn away from your sins." Father Shiba says in an even tone and you nod your head as you put your hands on the wooden floorboard and start to crawl towards him. 

"Please help me with my affliction Father Shiba. You seem to understand my soul when you speak the words of god to the congregation."

Father Shiba shifts against the couch again as he tries to brace himself for your next move. He wasn't sure how this was going to go. His mind was starting to race. All he could do was offer you the same support he always offered to the lost little lambs in his flock.

"L-Little lamb, I am here to help. Confess your sins to me and together we shall seek forgiveness from the Lord." Father Shiba said and before he could clear his throat his breath hitches when he feels your hands on his knees once you reach him.

"How should I even start my prayer father? How should I ask for gods help?" You softly ask as you start to gently push his legs part. 

Father Shiba doesn't understand what's happening; everything in him was telling him to stop you immediately. Yet all his body can do is stiff in as if you had some physical effect on him. He tries to remain calm like he was did in challenging moments.

"You can begin by confessing your sins to me, child. Tell me what sins are troubling your heart and mind."

"Forgive me father for I have sinned...I've never confessed my sins to anyone. The desire to get on my hands and knees for a man. To worship him with my mouth and tongue claws at my mind. To use my body and hear his moans like a prayer. It's insatiable Father."

Father Shiba's eyes widen as your words hit him like a ton of bricks. His heart starts to beat faster as he watches you lower your head so your cheek was pressed against his thigh while your hands were clasped together in his lap. 

"Little lamb, you must resist these desires. They are sinful and will only lead to further temptation and harm..."

"Father please...I'm unsure how to resist." You say with a sniffle as you look up at him from your spot between his legs. You nuzzle your cheek against his thigh and you hear him exhale a breath above you.

Father Shiba closes his eyes and grits his teeth as you nuzzle into his thigh, your face pressing against him in a way that sent a wave of physical pleasure through his body. He can feel himself starting to lose control, his hand twitching as it rests on the arm of the couch.

"You must strengthen your faith and resist temptation... these desires are not to be acted upon... you must trust in God and seek forgiveness for having these thoughts.."

"Oh but Father Shiba," You breathe out as you move to his other thigh and nuzzle your face there. You inhaled his scent and you had to keep your mouth from salivating. "why would god allow me to have these conflicting thoughts? Why would he allow my body to feel this hot and achy if it is a sin?"

The switch to the other thigh sends a shiver down Father Shiba's spine, the combination of your touch and the feeling of your breath he could feel even though his cassock was driving him wild. Your words, spoken in so soft and yet seductive tone, make him struggle to keep his composure. He grips the arm of the couch tightly, his knuckles turning white as he fights against the growing desire within him.

"These thoughts and desires are a test of your faith and devotion to God... you must resist them... it is sinful to give in to such lusts.."

"If I fight these thoughts will god love me?" You ask as you start to move your hands under his cassock as your met with the fabric of his black slacks.

The feeling of your hands running up his thighs, rubbing softly against the fabric of his slacks, is becoming unbearable. He can feel his body responding to your touch and proximity, a heat building within him that he's struggling to control. Your question hangs in the air, and he stammers for a moment before finally responding, his voice more strained than before.*

"Yes... if you fight these thoughts and resist temptation, God will love you... it is a test of your faith and your devotion to Him..."

"Will you pray over me Father?" You breathe out as you rise up from the floor and slowly start to climb into his lap. Your lips brushing over the skin on his neck once you get seated comfortably. "I am so frightened these thought will consume me. That I will be too far gone and that god won't love me anymore."

Father Shiba's heart is racing and his breathing is ragged as your lips brush over his neck, your words sending a shiver down his spine. A part of him wants to push you away, to maintain his composure and professionalism. To remain faithful to his vow to god. But the other part - the part that's been growing stronger as each moment passes - wants only to feel more of your touch. He swallows hard and nods his head.

"Yes, my little lamb... I will pray for you... and you will not be alone in your struggle against these thoughts and desires...God will always love you as long as you remain faithful to Him.."

"Even though my mind is filled with such sin right now? He would still love a filthy sinner like me?" You whisper as your lips brush over his earlobe. Your hips shifting against his lap.

The feeling of your lips so close to his ear and your hips shifting against his lap wasn't helping his racing thoughts. The realization that you were sitting on his lap caused the heat growing within him to pool in his lower abdomen. His voice is barely above a whisper as he replies.

"Yes... God loves all his children no matter how sinful they are... as long as you have the desire to seek forgiveness and turn away from your sins, you will always be welcome in his love and mercy..."

"Tell me Father...what's on the mind of a pure man like you? Maybe I can follow your holy example."

Father Shiba's mind is swirling with conflicting thoughts and desires as you start to shift your hips against him. He grabs onto the fabric of the couch desperately trying to hold on to the little bit of restraint that he still has. He can barely focus, his body responding to your close proximity, but he forces himself to answer your question despite how strained his voice was.

"A pure man... a man who is devoted to God... his thoughts are filled with the words of scripture, prayer, and the ways he can lead his congregation towards salvation..." 

"Then why does your body say otherwise?" You whisper against his skin. "It's okay to confess too isn't it Father? Let's repent together."

That's all it took for the fifteen years of celibacy to come crashing down. The fifteen years of being focused on nothing but god's words and helping his lost flock find god. Fifteen years gone.

"Yes... it's okay to confess... we can repent and seek forgiveness together..." Father Shiba whispered, his tone dripping with desire.

He lets go of the couch and moves his shaky hands to your thighs. His fingers moving under the fabric of your dress and he could feel your plush skin in the palm of his hands. You smile against his ear feeling his finally give way to his earthly desires. He can feel his body responding to you, his breath starting to become labored as he continues to slowly slide his hands up your thighs. He needs you, despite knowing it's wrong, he needs desperately has to have you.

"Would you worship me instead Father Shiba...be the deity you sell yourself to?" You as him as you lean back and run your hands up his chest. You want to watch his expression as he answers. 

"Yes," Father Shiba breathed out. "I would worship you. I'd forsake my faith for you." Hearing himself say that he would leave behind his faith in order to workshop her caused the heat in his body to rise up. His hands move to your waist as he started to move you against his clothed hard on. He was so desperate for any kind of contact. He leans in as his lips hovered over your neck; his warm breath sending a shiver down your spine. "I would fall to my knees before you. I'd worship you with my hands and mouth."

Your eyes widened at his words and how it had such a strong effect on you. It had been so long since a human had made you feel this way and a man of the cloth no less.

"You'd forsake your god and sell your soul to me?"

Father Shiba inhales your scent, an aphrodisiac in itself, and his mind is a blur. Clouded with nothing but desire and he doesn't hesitate to not his head. He bucks his hips against you and lets out a wonton moan.

"Yes... I'd forsake everything. My god, my faith, my morals. I'd sell my soul to you...I'd do anything you asked of me."

"All for a bite of the forbidden fruit?" You breathe out as you suddenly rip open his cassock and his white button up shirt underneath. Your eyes landing on his tattoos that were always well hidden under his clothes and it only made you crave him even more. This priest had more to his story than what meets the eye. 

Father Shiba shivers as he feels you tear his cassock open and the cool air attack his warm skin. His breathing comes in ragged gasps and his heart hammers in his chest as he gazes up at you. His need for you overriding all rational thought.

"Yes. I'd do anything. I need you...I need to feel you, taste you, worship you."

You hummed as you listened to his words. You couldn't deny that his words were turning you on more than any other human had before. You started to shift more into your true form as the red little horns started to become more visible; your thin, whip-like tail with the tip shaped like a heart moving about freely. Your large wings spreading out and taking up more space in his office. His admission was all you needed for his soul to officially be yours. You laid both your hands against his bare chest and made sure to mark his skin with your marking. Each succubus having her own distinct marking to let any other succubus know who the victim belonged to. 

He winced at the burning sensation as she engraved her marking into his skin; it was too late for him to turn back now. Not that he was sure he even wanted to even now that he knows what you truly are. 

"Oh Father Shiba how you excite me with your words. Fifteen years of celibacy and you throw it away in a moments notices. You must be touch-starved." You practically purr out and shift your hips against him.

A soft groan escapes his lips as you shift your hips against him again, the words ringing in his ears. He had been trained as a priest to keep his desires in check, to deny his body's needs, but now all the years of celibacy are catching up to him.

"Yes...I am. I'm touch-starved. I've denied myself for so long but I can't resist you. I need you too badly to care about the consequences anymore."

"Oh my dear sweet human," You say as you lean forward and run your forked tongue along the column of his throat. "There is no consequences for lust. Only a reward. A satisfaction you have been depriving yourself of. You prayed to an empty sky before but I will answer all your prayers from now on. Now allow yourself to consume the fruit your deity will present to you."

Father Shiba's breath hitches as your forked tongue runs up his throat, the sensation thrilling, only fanning the flames of need burning within him.

"Please. I need the fruit you offer my salvation."

You suddenly pushed him back onto the couch and you snap your fingers which caused your clothes to practically disappear. Your marking on your lower stomach glowed along with his. The act was about to seal the deal forever. You straddled his face and he wraps his arms around your thighs immediately. His thumbs reaching up and spreading your wet lips apart and he groans. Your natural scent making his mouth water.

"You are unbelievably beautiful." Father Shiba says in a breathless tone. "I need to worship you with my mouth."

With that he starts to press soft kisses against both of your inner thighs, before he leans up to press a soft kiss against your pussy. He needed to worship you. To prove to you that he was worthy to be claimed by you. He lolls his tongue out as he starts to eat the forbidden fruit he hadn't realized he craved until now. You let out a moan as you grabbed onto his hair and started to move your hips against his tongue. He groans against you as you help guide him, his hands gripping your thighs. He savors the way you feel, the way you taste, and the way you smell. 

It leaves his mind with only one goal and that was to please you. He started to flick his tongue against you as he explored more of you with an almost frenzied need. He is worshipping his precious deity. 

"Your tongue feels so good human. Better than I expected." You moan out for him. "Just like that." 

Father Shiba moaned against you and the vibration only served to make you feel even better. His nose brushing against your clit everything he dove his tongue deeper into your cunt. You tilt your head back and moan loudly and you wondered for a moment if you were the one under his spell and not the other way around. You grasp tightening as you grind against his mouth harder and you feel him buck his hips up slightly. You gasp when you feel him start sucking on your clit, his tongue flicking back and forth. It was what had you coming undone for him just a few seconds later. His name on your tongue as it lolled out and his nails dug into your skin. 

He easily drank up your sweet nectar and when he pulled away you whined at the lack of contact. You had planned to riding him like you often did with all of the humans you played with. However, you let out a yelp when he suddenly pushed you back onto the couch. He removed his torn cassock along with his ripped shirt, belt, and slacks. Your lidded gaze noticed the mirror behind him and you noticed the big cross tattooed on his back it truly made you wonder who he was. This human had your mind spiraling and it was the first time in a long time. Your mouth watered when he pulled down his boxers and he was left naked before you. 

His toned, tattooed body was something you don't think you'd ever forget. You recalled him saying he had a life before he committed himself to Christ and you wondered if how much he learned during those years before he became a man of the cloth. That thought lasted all of two seconds when he suddenly dove right into your heat. You both moaned in unison and before you could even get use to the stretch Father Shiba was already setting a brutal pace. He grabbed the back of your knees and immediately pushed your knees to your chest. His gaze fixated on the way your pussy took his cock and it was a sight to behold. You reached out a put your shaky hands on his toned thighs and cried out for him.

"S-Slow down!" You whimpered out. Something you had never said before. No human had ever done this to you before. He groaned above you as his lips pulled into a cocky grin.

"You present to me the sweetest fruit known to man and expect me to slow down? I didn't think I had already screwed your brain that dumb." Father Shiba said with a breathy tone and you could see the way your marking started to glow brighter which indicated that you were getting close already.

"M' not gonna last l-long." 

"Already? Figured a succubus would have higher stamina than this. Something we can work on my salvation." Father Shiba grunted out as he started to pound into you more. 

Your nails digging into the skin of his thighs as you couldn't hold open your eyes anymore. Nor could you hold on anymore and you came undone for him with a loud cry of his name. All you could focus on was the sound of groaning above you and the sound of your bodies continuing to connect with one another. He slams into you just a few more times before he moans out and buries himself all the way to the hilt. You feel the way he spills his seed into you and you loll your tongue out. Your eyes rolling back as it feeds your hunger. You usually had to go a few rounds before you felt satisfied but with this human you had done a one and done. You panted as you turned your head to the side. 

You felt like a rag doll and before you could even think to do anything he was already flipping you over onto your stomach. Your nails digging into the fabric of the couch as your body trembled. You looked over your shoulder as he lifted your hips up and he smiled.

"I still have so much to worship my salvation."

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Tanked & Tangled

𓆜 Pairing: Taiju Shiba x Reader

𓆜 Synopsis: A date with your best friends older brother

𓆜 Warnings: 18+, MDNI, smut, oral, public sex, best friends older brother, Taiju is a warning of his own. I think that's everything

𓆜 A/N: Not proofread, possible spelling errors, I'm obsessing over Taiju atm

You had known the Shiba family since elementary school — since the days of scraped knees and juice boxes, of watching Taiju tower over the other boys even as a kid. Yuzuha had been your best friend for just as long, and with that came familiarity with her brothers. Hakkai was sweet. Taiju… wasn’t.

You never understood why your heart betrayed you in middle school. Why, despite his sharp words and iron fists, your gaze always found Taiju’s broad back as he walked ahead of you and Yuzuha. Why your stomach twisted when his eyes met yours— intense, unreadable, and dangerously addictive.

You never told anyone. Not Yuzuha, not even yourself out loud.

So when Taiju cornered you outside your apartment one evening, standing next to his bike like some sort of looming statue, you weren’t prepared.

“We’re going to the aquarium tomorrow. Be ready at 1.”

He didn’t wait for a response. Just turned, leather jacket shifting with the wind, and added, “Wear something warm. I’ll pick you up.” Then he left, leaving you with a pounding heart and trembling fingers.

The next day came in a blur.

The aquarium was quiet on weekdays, soft lights reflecting off tanks of blue, couples whispering, children laughing. But Taiju was silent. He moved slowly, hands shoved in his coat pockets, stopping often to watch the fish glide past. You saw something strange in him— calm, maybe even... wonder?

“They’re peaceful,” he said, pausing in front of the shark tank.

You blinked. “The sharks?”

He nodded. “They’re powerful. Doesn’t matter if the water’s calm or rough— they keep moving. Unbothered.” His voice was low. You watched his expression soften, lips slightly parted, lashes lowered.

You swallowed. “I didn’t expect you to be into aquariums.”

Taiju turned his head, one brow raising. “I’m not into everything I do violently.”

You looked away, shame creeping into your chest. You had judged him — maybe not out loud, but often in your thoughts.

He stepped closer, crowding your space. You looked up, heart thundering.

“You think I don’t see how you look at me?” he asked, voice near your ear.

“W-what—” you gasped

“I’ve liked you since middle school.” His hand brushed your jaw, firm but gentle. “You always looked at me like I was someone worth watching. Even when I was a bastard.”

“I never told anyone,” you whispered, voice trembling. “Not even Yuzuha. I didn’t want to hurt her.”

His gaze searched yours, serious and dark. “You didn’t hurt anyone.”

And then, slowly with the deep blue of the shark tank casting shadows across your skin— he kissed you.

It wasn’t rough like you expected. It was slow. Heated. His hands cradled your waist like you might shatter. You responded before your brain could catch up— gripping his jacket, heart blooming in your chest.

He pulled away just enough to press his forehead to yours.

“You’re mine now,” he murmured. “Got it?”

You nodded, dazed, eyes glazed over

“Good.” He kissed you again– this time deeper, letting you feel all the unspoken tension that had built for years.

He backed you up against the tank, your back hitting the cold surface causing you to gasp at the feeling of the cold glass. Taiju deepened the kiss more, pushing his tongue past your lips to explore your mouth, committing the taste of your to memory.

Your hands found itself in his hair, pulling on the multicolored strands making it messier than before.

His hand wandered from your waist down to your thighs where he lifted you with ease. Your legs wrapping around his waist, pushing his hips against you.

You moan into the kiss as his hands find your ass, squeezing and kneading the flesh. You grind against him when you feel him harden against you, in return he starts grinding into you– meeting your hips.

He breaks the kiss to start biting and sucking on your neck. You gasp when he finds your spot– he chuckles against your neck before dropping to his knees– he yanks your pants down while throwing your legs over his shoulders– your back against the glass of the aquarium.

He licks up your covered cunt before pushing your panties to the side and devouring you like it's his last meal. He licks and sucks anywhere he can reach. His tongue flicks your clit before he takes it in his mouth and sucks.

Soon he adds a finger finger fucking you before adding a second and curling them against that sport that makes you see stars. He continues to lick and suck as he thrusts his fingers into you.

You pull on his hair moaning his name

“T-Tai!"

He smirks against you. Changing him speed from fast to slow back to fast. You throw your head back hitting the glass as you come undone his tongue and fingers.

Taiju continues to lick as you ride out your high before standing– your legs around his waist against. He undoes his pants pulling out his cock pushing it against you and thrusting the tip hitting your clit making you jump.

He pushes into you with a groan, clenching his teeth at how tight you are. Your mouth falls open in a silent moan. He bottoms out and waits a few seconds letting you adjust to his size before he starts thrusting slowly then speeding up.

The aquarium is filled with the sounds of both your moans and skin slapping. His hand is around your neck adding enough pressure to make you gasp. He pulls you into a heated kiss, it's all tongue and teeth. He fucks you rough against the glass.

You can feel yourself about to cum again. Taijus hand finds your clit and rubs. You moan his name so loud he slams his other hand against your mouth to quiet you from anyone hearing. Your eyes cross and your heads thrown back as you ride out your second high–legs twitching around his waist.

It doesn't take Taiju long to finish as well. Pushing deep into you before cumming– filling you up with a groan of your name.

You both stand there panting, catching your breath before he pulls out. You feel his cum start to run down your leg but Taiju pushes it back in with his fingers telling you not to waist any of it.

He helps you redress– fixing his clothes as well before he kisses your forehead and takes your hand intertwining your fingers.

“So, jellyfish next?” He asks, smiling down at you.

Maybe Taiju Shiba wasn’t as simple as violence and scars. Maybe, beneath it all, he was like a shark— always moving forward, drawn to what made him feel alive.

And right now, that was you.