#baji x black!reader

[magxnoria]

Starring Keisuke Baji In ✰ Grades Up

Rated TV-MA

Minors This Isn’t For You

Summary✰ You Give Keisuke Motivation To Get His Grades Up! Got Him Studying Hard!

No pronouns up in here but the Reader has a Kitty

“Kei, You can fuck me any way you want if you get your Grades up Baby” You slyly said while Keisuke studied the air instead of his books, His Head whipping around to you as his eyes got lost in thought. “Anyway, I Want?” Keisuke asked while your fingers toyed with his hair 

“Mhmmm. You can have me anyway you want me. In any position but you got to get those grades up Kei” You whispered in his left ear before gently biting his lobe making him groan. “Fuck. Baby hope you're ready to get fucked into a whining mess.” Keisuke Grunted before focusing his attention back to his books 

Little Did you Know Keisuke would study his ass off to get his grades up to fuck you down right, The thought of your pussy taking his dick was his motivation and it fueled him to power through. Fuck how he relished the way you smiled at him when he showed you his perfect test scores as you peeled off your panties 

Now Here you lay on your back as Keisuke licked his fingers clean of your juices after eating and fingering your pussy. “Can't let you have all the fun,  Now get ready for me to fuck ya” Keisuke grunted before pinching the softness of your thighs

“Get On Your Hands and Knees Baby” Keisuke commanded you as you did what you were told, Your Glistening pussy up on display for him as he stroked his dick at the sight “Fuck. So Hot” Keisuke Groaned while throwing his head back

“Get Ready cause here I come” Keisuke grunted out while easing himself into your cunt making you arch for him, “Soft and Warm for me, fucking love it” Keisuke groaned as your pussy swallowed his inches 

His Hips slowed rolling as he took in the way you felt around him before he began to give you long and hard strokes, Your legs shaking every time he pushed himself deep into you making you whine out, “Fuck. Kei so deep” You whimpered as he gripped your hips 

“Not Deep Enough. Gonna fuck you so deep the only thing Youll be able to think about is my dick and the way I made you feel tonight” Keisuke Grunted out before steadying himself to fuck you at a deeper angle

The Tip Of his dick hitting your G-Spot so well that he was making your arms weak, “ Awww. My baby wants to lie down huh? Arms Ready to Give Up hmmm?? You can lay down if you need to but you Better Maintain this Arch for me” Keisuke Ordered out while you laid down against the mattress giving your arms a rest

Keisuke Fucked into you ruthlessly, your titties bouncing with every thrust as Keisuke fucked you at the right rhythm that your pussy was already throbbing around his length, “You're ready to cum for me?? Ready to milk my dick? Your pussy Love the way I'm fucking it huh??” Keisuke teased while he worked your pussy right 

You could feel the knot in you getting tighter, the rope ready to break as Keisuke's dick kept bullying your walls as you became dumb on his dick, “ You better keep that arch, 'cause if you don't? I'm pulling out of you, Have that pretty pussy clenching around nothing but air.” Keisuke teased before rolling his hips making you bite back your moans

“I mean this was your idea after all, Had me Busting My ass on studying but it seems like you needed to be fucked right like this. Like you were plotting to have your pussy split open on my dick. Tell me you want me to fuck you like this every night.” Keisuke commanded as you swallowed back a moan while he leaned his weight down on you

“Need to be fucked by you every night Keisuke. Your dick was made for me, my pussy loves being stretched by you” you moaned out as Keisuke clicked his tongue, “ So Good for me Babe. Now let me fuck the rest of the senses out of you” Keisuke Groaned while snapping his hips into yours making your eyes roll

You couldn't keep your body from shaking as Keisuke's dick bullied your tender walls. “Keisuke. Fuck. I'm cumming” You moaned while bliss washed over your body as your orgasm fell over you, Your Body Jolting Against The Mattress while Keisuke fucked you through your orgasm

“Shit. You feel so good around my dick but Guess what?? My dick still hard. Gonna fuck you all night. Hope your legs aren't tired cause I want you to ride it” Keisuke grunted while you whined out his name 

Tagging Up @rinnori

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Please Don’t Steal My Shit

[definitelyisd1ce]

“It’s always been you.”

K. Baji — Tokyo Revengers.

Synopsis : Being somewhat affiliated with gang because you like one of its members; leaves you feeling strung along. Although, if it all fells, it’ll end well. Right?

Content Warnings!

contains the following ; unestablished relationship(s) , light angst to fluff and comfort, sweet nothings and sweet sorrows! ——— very much SFW!

As always, A/N! : My content is for those who wish to read it, though it is heavily recommended that you are 18+. I have no control over what you read, nor is it my business. Read at your own discretion. I’m not holding your hand.

WC; 2.3K !

Viewer Discretion Advised. <3

7:32pm.

The sun had cast a bright orange-yellow through the sheer white curtains of your bay windows, praising its rays on you as you decided it was time to crash in for the night. It was Friday, so there was nowhere to go. All your homework and upcoming assignments had been done, so you were basically just… here.

You settle in your bed with a book, letting the sun set in on you, and watching you read the book (it's more like reading the words and not retaining the information).

You needed help figuring out why you weren't interested in the book. It fits your taste; it was on your "To read!' list, so what was the problem? Unbeknownst to you, the deep-rooted desire to text your situationship was brewing, and it annoyed you.

You tossed the book to your side and picked up your phone, looking at the time and date on the home screen, though there was no notification from the guy you were looking for.

Keisuke.

You didn't like to accept the fact that he ghosted you every now and again, mainly because he always dragged his sorry ass to see you before anything was said and done. You still couldn't hold that over his head because he had a gang, family, mom, and school to cater to.

He wasn't your boyfriend, and you weren't his girlfriend; at least, that's what it comes out to be after you do the mental gymnastics.

You laid your phone on your chest and stared at the ceiling, the ridges in it doing imaginary dances to entertain your brain and distract you from the impending silence. Eventually, your eyes grew shrouded, and you fell asleep.

--

2:43am.

The light taps of rocks hitting your window roused you awake and caused you to sit up and glance at your phone.

The time read 2:43, and the day was a new day. The only thing different was a couple of missed notifications: various calls and text messages, Instagram, TikTok, etc. But the one that stuck out to you was from your ravenette.

3 new messages and 2 missed calls from 'Baji <3."

It was weird; you didn't even know you had fallen asleep, exhausted and missing everything lively before the world went quiet.

You were pulled out of your stirring thoughts by another pebble thrown at your window, forcing you to pull yourself out of your bed and head to the window. You pulled the curtain back a little, only giving you a view of the ground below it without being seen, and there he was.

Baji, standing in his toman uniform and leaning against his motorcycle, tossed another pebble in his hand, almost nearing to look like he was about to throw it before he glanced at you and put his hand down.

You drew the curtain back and made a questioning face at him, which only caused him to throw his hand up, insinuating for you to open the window.

You grabbed the crank of the middle bay window, the biggest of the three, and turned it until it was open enough to talk with him.

"What are you doing here?!" You whispered-yelled to the boy below you, who only displayed a shit-faced smirk as he saw you.

You were wearing a fitting tank top, nylon shorts, and a bright pink bonnet—a scene that was way too familiar for Baji. It brought him clarity as he saw that, for the first time in a couple of days, you were facing bright even though your expression was dark as you looked at him quizzically.

"I just wanted to see you. I thought you were with Hina or Emma for a while. You really are a heavy sleeper," he answered, kicking the gravel as he chuckled out his response. His hair was in his all-knowing fighting-style ponytail, blood that may or may not be his, and a snark attitude just for you at this unearthing hour.

You rubbed your eyes and fetched your glasses to get a better look at him. Once you returned, you leaned on your window sill and spoke.

"Yeah, well.. when you have basically nothing to look forward to, what's the point of sleeping light?" you asked, head propped up in your palm.

Baji stuck his hands in his pockets and looked at you with a slight tilt to his head, a light pout to his lips. He looked around, trying to find an answer to lighten the mood.

The streets were empty, with the occasional car passing through. People were either on their way or coming back home from work. Bright orange streetlights shadowed the midnight sky, giving Baji a talking point.

"You normally never miss my calls; if you do, you call me straight back. What up with you, babydoll?" he asked honestly, wanting to understand the scarcity of your two moments.

This sent a countdown in your brain, counting the seconds you were about to have a meltdown or self-implode. What's up with you? More like, what the hell is up with him? Who just randomly ghosts people you claim to be infatuated with? But you digressed.

"What's up with me? Nothing is up with me, Keisuke. It's you. I should be asking that question, considering you act like you don't know what phone or a response is." You answered in a quiet yet tired tone, still putting heavy emphasis on his name.

Being woken up from her sleep was warranted, though her calling him by his name caught him off guard.

You could see the look on his face after you called him his name and not his last name or a pet name, slight appalment, and the look of being taken aback. He couldn't lie; it hurt a little, but his pride was too big to show it.

"First name basis, huh…" he muttered back before standing back up straight and opening his mouth to speak again. "I understand. But can you put off being mad at me for a tad bit longer? We can talk it out, yeah?" he asked, feather-light pleading and a somewhat sincere smile on his face.

"And what makes you think I want to do that?" you asked back, deadpan and with a smirk of sarcasm.

Baji looked back at his motorcycle and then back up at you, clicking his teeth as he insinuated a joyride on it.

“Uhn uhn.. uhn uhnnnnn Baji, no. It's too late, and my mom would kill me if she found out I left to go on a joyride. Especially with you." You gritted through your retainer-ridden teeth.

His bike, Ol' Alessia, was almost as old as Baji. You looked at his bike just about two or three feet from behind him, the memories of your shared laughs, your tears, his sweat and blood, and long conversations flooding your senses.

"Come on, I won't keep you out long—just long enough to fill in the missing time." He begged, a slight smirk on his face, his mischief fang, as you like to call it, on display.

After some thought, you caved and rolled your eyes, strolling to your already shut bedroom door and locking it. A slight prayer to hope for an easy in and out slipped past your lips as you put on your robe and house slippers and came back to the window.

"20 minutes?"

"20 minutes."

You sighed once more and climbed out the window, using the tree next to it as your way down. Once you got on your feet, you avoided Baji and went straight to his bike, putting on the helmet he kept for you.

He got on the bike, pulled it out of its idle stance, and revved it to warm it up. You got on right behind him, your body immediately going to backpack him as he pushed off and started to ride down the street.

The light breeze brought a sense of security that you haven't felt since you've last been with Keisuke. You used to reflect on your non-situation-relationship with him in times like these. Sometimes, he'd be with and around you like a lovesick puppy; others, he'd go with so much without a slight acknowledgment toward you.

You laid your cheek on his back as he made precise turns in your neighborhood, fighting the urge to break the stiff silence between you both. He found you being deep in thought cute, but since it was he who was on your mind, he had stirred the conclusion that it was probably a bad thing.

"I'll give ya a penny for that thought.." he spoke up a while after a mindless 7-8 minutes.

"You can keep your penny. I'm just thinkin'," you responded, perching your chin on his shoulder.

"About?"

"You, me, something I'd normally call us," you mumbled, paying attention to orange-hued streetlights. "It doesn't really feel like it's been that recently, y'know?" you urged.

Rueful silence racked through the air as your question surfaced, and Baji's hand was forced to speed the bike up a little.

"Yeah.. but you know I have good reasons, right?" he wondered, also wanting to see where you stood in understanding.

"No, Kei, I don't." you started, leaning up to sit up straight, "I don't know that you do because you don't communicate that."

He hung his head a little, sucking in his bottom lip. He knew he wasn't (and still isn't) the best at communicating. He wholeheartedly felt awful after Mitsuya and Chifuyu dogged him about it.

He guessed being together and not committed drew a fine line between his girl and his gang. He was together with you, but committed to his gang; thus causing a painful realization. After that brief realization, he got slightly startled out by feeling your hand creep up to his and guide Alessia back onto the road.

"Yeah, I guess I do owe you a lot more than I give you, huh?" he asked, feeling the hell-ridden embarrassment creep up his neck and rest on his cheeks.

"Yeah. I'd like to think so. I mean, for god's sake, Kei. I know we aren't in a relationship, but you can at least have some decency and acknowledge that you treat me more than just somebody. You and I have both admitted that." She ranted, pausing occasionally to push down the urge to cry.

"I don't ask for so much as a 'why, what are you doing, run this by me'… just something. Don't even let me get started because it makes me feel like I'm talking in circles, then I'm wasting my brea-"

"Hey! Hey! It's alright. I hear you." He cut you off, looking over his shoulder at you.

You bit your bottom lip, sniffling a little as you finally caught wind of your word vomit. You shook your head, not knowing what more to say. The silence was filling the space you two as he turned back onto your street, the light cruise bringing you back to a level head.

"Look, it's always and has been about you. I just need to work some things out before I can officially say I'm all yours, yeah?" he murmured, pulling up back under your window.

As much as you wanted to scream and hit him and tell him it was not fair, you understood he wanted to go through the troubles to get rid of them before being with you. And for that, you had to commend him.

"Okay, Baji. I guess I can't argue with that." You answered, taking off your helmet and getting off the bike.

It had been exactly 17 minutes since you left, and you still had 3 minutes to return to your window. Baji had gotten off his bike and came for a hug, wrapping his arms around your neck and bending down to kiss your forehead.

"I'm sorry, ma. I am immensely sorry for not making you feel like a priority, not holding myself up to a higher standard, and leaving you in the mud. It's not so manly and Toman code of me." He spoke, etching his apology into your forehead.

You grinned a little at his formality and apology, hugging him back. You pulled back, looking at his pale brown hue, smooshing his cheeks in your hand.

"I understand. I'll forgive you when I see you change and hold yourself up to what you say. But as for now, come on. I'm not letting you drive back home this late," you confided, motioning for him to help you into the window.

He nodded, boosting you into the open pane, allowing you to climb in and make sure everything was in order. Baji turned off his motorcycle and climbed into your window himself. He looked around, feeling the sense of familiarity creep up on him.

"Hey, while you stand there, close the window." You whispered,-demanded, already back into your tanktop and shorts.

He playfully rolled his eyes as he shut your room off from the outside world, removed his uniform, changed into basketball shorts and socks, and prepared to climb into bed with you.

He followed suit, climbing back into your plush sheets, big-spooning you to give you a tinge of protectiveness. You curled up into his caged arms; his faint cologne that wafted on his wrists seeped into your nose and started to lull you into brief, deep sleep. At least not before you got your final words out for the night.

"Kei?"

He grunted politely.

"Just promise me you won't keep me waiting."

"I won't keep you waiting, n/n. I promise. I want nothing but you. I want your past, your present, and your future." He answered, holding you tight and secure.

You smiled, keeping his promise close to you as he kissed the crown of your head.

And with that, you fell asleep.

silly little a/n!🤭: hey guys! second fic, how we feeling about it? Keisuke Baji is my man so there DEFINITELY will be a lot of fics about him as i write more. Feel free to drop suggestions. i’m open to just about any fandom i’m familiar with. as always, im open feedback and critiques! (though do be nice.). and as per usual; divider by @benkeibear:). reposts are highly appreciated ;).

[ruubric]

~bite me~

Baji x fem!reader

╱|、 (˚ˎ 。7 |、˜〵 じしˍ,)ノ in which Keisuke Baji has always been self-conscious about his teeth.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of violence, Twilight references, slightly suggestive

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For as long as you can remember, Baji has been self conscious of his teeth. His sharp canines that flash when he smiles, and cutely poke out of his mouth once in a while. He hates them. You, on the other hand, are in love with them, and not just because they're attached to your long term crush.

"What are you, a dog?" Some of the other kids in the yard used to jeer at him. "C'mere, little Baji, c'mere!" They'd coo at him before bursting into snarky laughter.

You'd drag him away, after he got a few punches in. Gotta teach those assholes a lesson, huh?

You remembered he cried once, though he'd rather die than admit it, when Mikey teased him about his teeth after a particularly awful fight.

Baji had growled and Mikey, being his best friend, knew exactly where how to hurt him. "What, you gonna bite me, you dog?"

You remember wiping the tears off of his cheeks with your sweater. As he quietly murmured, "dogs aren't even cool. If he'd called me cat, I wouldn't have hit him so hard."

Now, several years later, and he's still self conscious but he's gotten better at hiding it. I mean, no one will be able to see how much it truly got to him if their eyes were punched enough to swell closed, right?

"Y'know, you really gotta stop beating people for making fun of you, my parents already don't like you--" you say to him after another brawl as you bandage up his scaped knuckles.

"Is it because I keep using up your bandages?" He smirks, with a cocky tilt of his head.

You roll our eyes, not giving him the triumph of seeing how his eyes on you flusters you to your very core. "Maybe." Then you sigh, "you really shouldn't let those comments get to you. Your teeth are sexy, like a vampire--"

"Vampires are blood sucking parasites," he deadpans.

You grin at him, "hey, now. Don't act like you didn't have a vampire obsession, *Edward*."

His eyes widen, and pink dusts across his cheeks, "you swore you wouldn't mention that anymore!"

You can't help it; giggling, you stand between his legs that hang off the counter in your bathroom and hug him. "Your teeth are amazing, Keisuke. You have no idea how much I want you to turn me into a vampire."

At that, the heat radiating off Baji's face nearly melts your own. "I-- You, what?"

Your stomach swoops, you love flustering him like this, so you smirk up at him, "I want you to mark me, Kei. Leave a bite mark right on my neck."

His adam's apple bobs nervously as his shaky eyes follow the line of your jaw, to the delicious swoop of your neck. Wow, a bruise right on your skin would be so pretty.

"What d'ya say, Keisuke Baji?" You practically nuzzle his nose, "wanna bite me?"

[ierr]

╭﹐❣︎﹕ Turning Them On﹒〣 ﹕‹𝟹 － 𝖬𝖠𝖭𝖩𝖨𝖱𝖮 𝖲. 𝖪𝖤𝖭 𝖱. 𝖪𝖤𝖨𝖲𝖴𝖪𝖤 𝖡. 𝖪𝖠𝖹𝖴𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖠 𝖧. 𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖥𝖴𝖸𝖴 𝖬.

cw/tw. smut, dirty talking, cussing, man handling, teasing, choking, breeding kink, hair pulling, timeskip, black!reader

an. characters are aged up duh. I also know Baji is dead as fuck— #ripbaji 🙁, but i’m still gonna be write him because why not! I also went a little overboard with Kazutora and Chifuyu..😻

𝖬𝖠𝖭𝖩𝖨𝖱𝖮 𝖲𝖠𝖭𝖮

☆ Getting mad at him

It was a turn on for him whenever you would get mad at him. The way your face would scrunch in anger, your voice going high pitched, pacing around the room throwing your hands in the air..most honest truth is…

He indeeds has a turn on whenever you get angry with him.

He sat in his chair blankly staring at you as you paced around the room, hands pulling your hair in anger trying to calm yourself down. Mikey wanted to grin and make comments like he always did but this time he just let it play out, it got to this point because he had came home at 5 am in the morning with blood and bruises all over him being met with you sitting in the single chair, arms crossed with a glare on your face.

Which led to you scolding him letting the anger and worries burst out. You stopped pacing around to see him zoning out making your eye slightly twitch getting even more mad, “Are you even listening to me?!” Questioning him, Mikey didn’t respond, only kept staring at you, scoffing you tore your eyes away from his, “This is what i’m talking about! You never listen to what anyone say’s! Manjiro why d-“ “Cmere.” He interrupted, you raised a brow bringing your eyes back to his, “What?! No-“ Before you could even refuse he beat you to it, “Come here.” Said once again, by the look in his eyes he looked tempted of doing something. You huffed giving into his orders, walking towards him standing infront of him as he turned his chair looking up at you.

The way your hard stare was on him and nose slightly twitching reminded him how your face got when he would make you cum. Your nose scrunching up and twitching from your release and that stare..that sane half lidded stare turned him on. He felt his dick get hard by the thought of you using him to get off that anger you had. Sighing to yourself switching legs every now and then you continue to throw glares at him, “If you think you can get awa- Hey! What are doin-.” Couldn’t finish your sentence when you felt him grab your hips pulling you on top of his lap feeling his boner under you, In that moment you felt that heat of pleasure run up your spine feeling his hard press against your pussy. You gasped feeling his hips buck up, head in the crook of your neck leaving small kisses on your soft skin, you almost forgot you were mad at him before you came back to reality, “Don’t you even think about it..i’m still mad at you.” You stated, Mikey gripped your hips pushing you down on his dick hearing a small moan leaving your lips, grinning against your neck.

He sucked a few more spots before pulling away capturing your lips into his, instantly shoving his tongue in. You gripped onto his shoulder kissing him back fighting for dominance, but he of course won that fight smiling into the kiss feeling you give up. The hands on your hips slowly moved down towards your ass moving you back and fourth against his hard earning moans being left from your throat. The minute you started losing air, you lifted your hands up to tangle into his black locks harshly tugging him. He groaned pulling away looking into your eyes with a teasing pout, “M’Sorry baby, i didn’t know i was gonna be out that late.” He apologized kissing your exposed shoulder blade earning a huff from you, he kissed from your shoulder up to your neck stopping to your ear sending a shiver down you spine.

“You’re still angry, I know but I can't help but think about the faces and stares you throw at me..the same ones you make when I shoot my cum into you.” He whispered pecking your ear lobe, you felt yourself clench and unclench at the dirty words that came out his mouth keeping quiet afraid you might slip. He grinned at the silence he received from you continuing to kiss your body, stopping at your other ear. “Trying to stay mad but know she won’t last long,” It was true, you were trying to focus on the main point here but he was making this difficult for you, feeling an embarrassment feel you up you scowled looking away only to get a harsh grip on your neck forcing you to turn your attention back on him. “Don’t look away from me.” He mumbled, you groaned, feeling your body heat up more and more, “I wouldn’t have to if you weren’t such a dick..” Manjiro smiled hearing that slight whimper come from your tone, “Hmm..what about this then. If you admit right now how much you wanna be fucked and give in..”

“I’ll let you use me however you please, sound like a plan?”

𝖪𝖤𝖭 𝖱𝖸𝖴𝖦𝖴𝖩𝖨

Teasing him.

Heavy teasing would get him hard. Extremely hard to the point he has to lie his way out into using the bathroom making sure Inui is busy with something or someone before taking his hard out and stroking it imagining your face in his mind with your half lidded eyes, braids all over the bed and you screaming his name as he pounded into you. On his days while he worked you had decided to show up to his shop to “keep” him company but really you only went to get under his skin. Every chance you got you teased him, sitting on top of the desk spreading your legs apart ghosting your hand over your crotch area maintaining eye contact with him but instantly closing it when Inui walks in or when you see him staring for too long, tugging his braid on “accident”, bumping your ass against his crotch when walking past him, moaning and whimpering his name in his ear—

Draken was never the one to be teased but when he was..it wasn’t fun. He hated how hard it would be throughout the day having nothing but horny thoughts cloud his mind thinking of many ways to punish you in many various positions and trying to hide his obvious boner. Sometimes Inui had to make sure he’s okay to continue working without breaking something in their shop by how pissed off he was from being horny. When he tried to get pussy multiple nights you would shut him down instantly! Some excuses were:

“I’m tired”

“Not tonight i gotta finish this essay”

“Maybe some other time.”

“I'm on my period, we can’t.”

“I'm going out tonight.”

The list goes on and on the more he thinks about it the more mad he gets. The more upset he got the more excited you got, you wanted to test his limit to see how far you could push him— actually you’re only doing this because you wanna see how far Draken can go. He was soft and gentle with you, even during sex, he was a tall and big guy that he didn’t want to hurt you in any way. But sometimes you really wished he would go rough on you make you cry in pleasure as he fucked you hard and deep, wanting him to manhandle you, use his muscles to make you submit to him..so that’s how this plan even became a plan!…but unfortunately.

It backfired.

Your legs were bent, shaking every now and then, your braids all over the bed sheets, tears running down your face as the pleasure was getting too much for you as you tried to take some of him out only to be denied with his hand gripping your throat, having a choked out moan leave your mouth, he grinned feeling your hands grip his arm from the harsh impact. “Nah, don’t run from it now.” He grunted continuing to thrust into you whilst moans and whimpers were being heard from you, “Kenny..s’too much..” Draken scoffed at the comment, “Yeah? Should’ve thought about that before teasing me for two damn weeks. If it’s too much i could pull out right now and have you fuck yourself since you can’t handle dick, is that what you want?”

He questioned slowly starting to pull out panicking as you felt his inches get smaller and smaller instantly shaking your head grabbing onto him with shaky hands. “N-No! I want you inside..please” Without hesitation he slammed back into you thrusting deeper and harder hearing your moans of pleasure feeling your nails dig into his back with a grin leaning down towards your ear with a harsh tone,

“Then take what i fucking give you.”

𝖪𝖤𝖨𝖲𝖴𝖪𝖤 𝖡𝖠𝖩𝖨

When you pull his hair.

He didn’t really think much of it till it got to a point where it started to bother him. Whenever you play in his hair or make single braids when you’re bored you would sometimes tug on his black locks, at first it was only a playful matter but now? I don’t think it was very “playful” by the times that passed, Normally he would be the one to tug on your hair and not the other way around. Matter a fact he loves pulling your hair, especially whenever you two got into the moment, you on your knees with tears of pleasure running down your face, his hands in your braids gripping them as he bobbed your head up and down on his dick practically deep throating him as moans and praises where leaving his mouth. When you did tug his hair he got turned on..the harsh grip you had in his locks, the feeling of your nails in his scalp, the roughness you had—

The thoughts that were roaming in his head were making his dick hard for goodness sake. The thought of your nails in his hair gripping it and tugging it while he ate you out overstimulating you to the point you squirt your juices all over his face…damn now to think about it he might have a hair pulling kink. Keisuke was too busy thinking of many scenarios of fucking you, he wasn’t listening to a single thing you were saying to him. In responses he would either hum or nod his head having no idea what you were saying. He was so lost in his thoughts you had to pull his hair to gain his attention and listen— Only for you to choke on your spit hearing a low groan come from his throat.

Your hands were still in his hair pausing upon hearing that unholy sound leave him staring at him, while he stared at you with lust floating in his orbs. Silence took over looking at one another not saying a single word, almost in a quick flash you were laid on the kitchen table with your hips pinned down, hands gripping his hair with moans and pants leave you with his tongue doing its job. Your legs were perfectly bent as your hands were gripping his hair pushing him more down into your cunt feeling his tongue flick against it. He grinned, feeling your hands push him deeper into your pussy continuing to suck and lick at your sensitive spot, your head was cloudy thinking of nothing but the current moment that was happening, the pleasure was so good that you couldn’t even speak! Without realizing you slowly grinded your hips against his tongue getting more friction letting your eyes roll back sighing in pleasure, “Fuck Kei..” Keisuke groaned feeling your hands push his head into your pussy more.

He felt that familiar shake you got whenever you were about to cum, smirking he hummed. “Aww you bout to cum baby?” In response he got a moan from you and a nod, “U-Uh hmm.” You hummed, “M’Then do it pretty girl, cum on my tongue..I wanna taste you” You squealed as your legs began to uncontrollably shake feeling your orgasm reach its peak letting out a loud moan letting your hand and body go limp.

When he was finished he gave you one last lick before standing up hovering over your laid out body with a shit eating grin on his face seeing you panting trying to calm down from your high looking at him with half lidded eyes. “Y’know you look so pretty when you cum for me.” He teased, rolling your eyes you pushed his face away feeling flustered hearing him laugh.

“Shut up Keisuke..”

𝖧𝖠𝖭𝖤𝖬𝖨𝖸𝖠 𝖪𝖠𝖹𝖴𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖠

Letting him fuck you

Hanemiya Kazutora was indeed a switch.

But more of a bottom you would say.

Some people see Kazutora as a top because of his up right attitude, his personality, the way he fights and acts..but in reality and behind closed doors he was a heavy bottom. Always got flustered whenever you praised him, blushes every time you would call him “my love”, Kazutora was head over heels for that pet name that sometimes he would ask you to call him that again with a small blush on face, following you like a lost puppy all the time—. Whenever your sweet voice would call out to him he can’t help but have his heart flutter at it. In your guys relationship people would always think Kazutora tops you anytime you guys are together in public, Draken always teasing of how Kazutora would make you flustered, Takemichi and Chifuyu making playful marks, Mikey saying some bullshit of how Kazutora fucks you good. But what they didn’t know was that you were the dominant one in the relationship.

In your words Kazutora was like an obedient pet that follows everything you say. You tell him to shut his whining he shuts up in an instant not wanting to piss you off, you tell him to not cum he try’s to hold in his cum, you tell him to ride your thigh he does it without question. He was really good at following your orders, that sometimes you’ll let him fuck you using you to get off. You letting him fuck you was a heavy turn on that sometimes he would have dirty dreams even dirty thoughts of fucking and making you cum. If he thinks too much of it he ends up getting hard and having to fuck himself in his hand, shooting heavy loads all over the bathroom floor and all over his hands moaning out your name with whimpers and whines being heard from him imagining it was was your tight pussy clenching around his dick.

Whines and pants were being heard throughout the room every time he thrusted, his face was in the crook of your neck, breathy moans escaping trying to build up his orgasm with your soft hands gripping his back. “You’re doing so well for me Tora.” You praised with a soft moan getting caught up in your throat, he gripped your wrists tighter feeling him twitch inside you hearing the praise. Grinding your hips with his movements you chuckled. “You like that huh? You like when I praise you for doing so good for me?.” Questioning, Kazutora nodded his head with a small whimper, “Yes.” He thrusted more deeper into you, speeding up his pace a little unexpectedly hitting your g spot making you jerk forward.

This caught you off guard by how hard he thrusted into you pushing all his inches in perfectly hitting your g spot feeling yourself weaken under him, head falling back and nose twitching. “You’re so fucking n-needy..” You groaned, clenching your hands into a fist not able to move them by the harsh grip he had on you. He bit his lip, feeling his eyes roll back, feeling you clench around him, “Keep going Tora..please, make me cum.” His eyes widened hearing you beg for him, normally you weren’t the type to beg for anything even during sex. He felt himself gain more confidence hearing you beg and moan for him, seeing you with your eyes closed with pants and moans escaping from your mouth he felt that familiar feeling in his stomach.

His dick was pushed deep inside you perfectly hitting your g spot over and over again it felt like you were about to burst, you squealed feeling that knot form in your stomach, “Fuck, i’m cumming Tora..” Going faster he groaned, feeling himself about to cum too, “M’me t-too.” He whimpered, your legs shook, feeling yourself cum on his dick and his cum filling you up, without knowing you wrapped your legs around his waist pulling him closer to you, moving your pinned wrist out of his weakened grip reaching up to push his head down connecting his lips with yours.

You instantly slid your tongue in savoring his sweet taste leaning in more deepening the kiss. He gripped your hips feeling him pull out as he lifted you up to sit on his lap, your hands starting to roam his body dragging them up to be placed on his neck harshly gripping it pulling away from the kiss looking into his lustful sandy eyes. “You did so good baby.” You whispered as your thumb was placed on his swollen bottom lip seeing his smile, Kazutora always loved making you cum on his dick. It was like a confident boost for him whenever he gets to fuck and shoot his cum into you, secretly in his head he had scenarios of many ways to get you to cum.

Fingering you, eating you out, denying your orgasm, making you whimper for him— shit even to get you to beg him to let you cum without easily obeying. The thoughts that were roaming in his head were making his dick hard yet again, you flinched feeling his dick press up against your exposed pussy. Raising a brow you looked at him seeing him look away with a blush on his cheeks,

“I see someone’s hard again?”

𝖬𝖠𝖳𝖲𝖴𝖭𝖮 𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖥𝖴𝖸𝖴

Fucking yourself

Catching you fucking your self always took a toll on him.

One was pissing him off because you disobeyed him.

Two making his dick hard.

Three..fucking you till you overstimulate with tears going down your eyes.

Chifuyu might seem like a soft and gentle guy with his personality and attitude but in closed doors..he was rough and such a fucking sadist, he loved watching you cry and beg him to make you cum or to shoot his loads into you. You looked so pretty when you cried for him Chifuyu would sometimes make you fuck yourself in front of him if he caught you fingering your self.

The feeling of embarrassment and humiliation always got to you, his hard eyes staring directly at you as you become weak to the knees begging for him to fuck you with his dick. Even when he stated don’t touch yourself you did it anyway, you never listen to what he said about that because you were a brat. He hated brats, he hated how people didn’t listen in general which made you think of a wonderful plan!

Only for it to backfired.

You didn’t know he would be this pissed off, he made you cum three times already! The pleasure was getting too much for you, you were whining and whimpering for him to stop but he kept going wanting see you cry more. He thrusted deeper and harder at a fast pace feeling your nails dig into his back, “Cmon baby i know you can give me one more..gimmie one more.” He groaned, you shook your head, “N-No! I can’t..please fuyu m’sorry..s’too much” He chuckled, shaking his own head leaning down to kiss your shoulder blade gripping your thighs, “I know you’re sorry but you’re not getting out of this my love. You only got more..”  You leaned your head back more into your pillow feeling him continue the rhythm letting your tears go down your face, he continued to kiss your shoulder staring up at you. “Y’know..you look so pretty when you cry and whine like a bitch in heat”

You felt as if you couldn’t take it anymore, you already came three times and three times is your max limit. You legs started to uncontrollably shake finally feeling that knot in your stomach, “O-Oh my god..m’finna cum.” Whining out he groaned feeling that familiar feeling too, “M’finna put a fucking baby in you..oh fuck.. you’ll, like that huh? A little baby bump having a little me and you running around?” He growled into your ear continuing to pound into you, you nodded your head in an instant moaning loud feeling you squirt all over him and the bed sheets, he bit hard into your shoulder shooting his cum deep into you with pants and groans be by heard. You felt relieved at your fourth orgasm, feeling him pull out of you, “You okay?” He asked softly seeing you sit up but instantly falling against his shoulder as his hands went to rub your back and hips, you hummed nodding your head pecking his shoulder, “Uh huh..m’just sore.” You mumbled, he nodded.

“I’ll run a bath for the both of us and then we can sleep okay?”

😄😄

[naychuchu]

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tw: this is my first time actually posting anything i’ve written. i made these pretty late at night so i’m sorry if they’re bad i just wanted to write something. probably some spelling mistakes and stuff i didn’t feel like checking it throughly.

a/n: please be nice

personal

* i’ve mentioned this before but baji absolutely LOVES the yakuza game

* favorite one is yakuza 0 (definitely not because this is the only one i’ve watched so far🌚)

* john cena fanboy for absolutely no reason. has his theme as his ringtone

* number 1 baby metal fan. owns their merch and goes to every concert

* his favorite season is summer for obvious reasons but his favorite holiday is definitely christmas because he and mikey ride around with shin

* HATES horror movies. like nothing can convince this man to watch them. even the kiddie ones like goosebumps or scary stories to tell in the dark will have him act like the devil just touched his soul

* definitely the kind of guy to walk around with one lens in his glasses after a fight

* purposely named his bike cockroach knowing pah is afraid of them

* he used to hate his fangs when he was little because kids used to tease him and say he was a dog

* that was until he started saying he’d bite and give them rabies if they kept messing with him

* cannot grow facial hair to save his life

* judges people on how they interact with animals, specifically cats

* despite popular belief, i don’t think he would get any tattoos. he seems like a piercing guy and definitely cannot sit that long for a tattoo

* gave himself the alias edward because he used to watch twilight with his mom

* he even had a phase when he acted like a vampire but will vehemently deny and threaten anyone who dares to bring it up

* is lactose intolerant and just like many of us will eat dairy and instantly regret it as soon as it hits his stomach

* sometimes he feels insecure about the fact he was held back, all of his friends moving up while he’s left behind

* even though he has a reputation for committing arson and slightly unprovoked violence, keisuke is truly a model citizen☝🏽

* volunteers at shelters, helps the elderly, feeds the homeless, solves climate change. he truly is a saint and can do no wrong!

home life

* i like the idea that his mom was a teen mom and that his father was never really around and just stopped coming one day

* due to her job, his mom sometimes works really late or super early so over the years he’s learned to cook (the only good thing he can cook is yakisoba)

* on the nights he knows his mom will be back late he cooks her food and despite it not being the best she still loves it

* even though she works a lot the two of them are still very close and their favorite thing to do is read manga and watch mystery dramas whenever she’s off

* despite not knowing his dad(he only visited when he was a baby) he never felt insecure about it

* he’s a total mamas boy, and will fight anyone who says something about her

* when ryoko was younger, she wanted to have a lot of kids but after having keisuke she changed her mind. she felt it would be selfish to have so many kids when she works so much and after realizing how much of a handful he can be.

* despite that and having him at such a young age, keisuke was the best thing to ever happen to her and wouldn’t trade him or his wildness for the world.

relationship

* back on the yakuza point, whenever you’re sad he’ll grab a hair brush, turn up the radio and start singing 24-hour cinderella to you until his voice is gone

* when you guys get in a fight he’ll act like he’s in a 2000’s r&b mv and start singing bakamitai. chifuyu gets the hose to spray water above him, kazutora plays the music, and ryusei records the whole thing so baji can send it to you

* a biter, like what’s the point of him having those sharp ass teeth if he don’t try to take a chunk out of you

* whatever your favorite animal is, he’s gonna buy every single book about them so he can share little facts about it with you

* if you’re into a specific artist or group, he’ll listen to their whole discography and learn everything in the fandom

* becomes a horanghae enthusiast and will force you to be one as well

* just like he’s loyal to his friends and toman, he’s loyal to you

* like foreva togetha foreva LOCKED IN 🤞🏽

* a girl tries flirting with him and all of a sudden he’s hellen keller

* the type of boyfriend to say you’re too spoiled whoever you ask for something while doing said thing you requested

* will literally lift his ass off the seat while you’re sitting next to him and fart on you then blame it on you

* talm bout some ‘ew the hell did you eat’ like his diet doesn’t consist of yakisoba, monster energy drinks, and beef glizzies

* speaking of farts😸 keisuke will send pics of his shit to you asking if it looks normal

* will make fun of you if you’re lactose intolerant as if he don’t be upside down on the toilet fighting for his life

* is constantly in your personal space. like he’ll be standing behind you while you play like candy crush or best fiends mumbling about moves you can make. sometimes he’ll snatch your phone and play it himself

* what’s yours is his. mid chew on something he wants? he’s opening your mouth and popping it in his, no matter if it’s soggy

* absolutely loves giving and receiving hugs, being in your arms makes him feel safe and gives reassurance that despite all of his flaws you still love him

* stares at you with his mouth open, no matter what you’re doing or how you look his eyes are on you 24/7

* takes the absolute worst pictures of you on facetime and puts each one in his favorites until the end of time

* throws rocks at your window at like 4 in the morning knowing you both have school just so you can ride around with him until the sun comes up

* i feel like he’d totally like mellow down on the things he does. he doesn’t want to worry you while he’s away

* constantly checks up with you so you know he’s okay and not lying on the ground somewhere and dying 🌚

this is so scary bye 😭

[xxelfmamaxx]

Kazutora:Wanna hear a joke?

Baji:Sure

Kazutora:Your life

Baji:My life isn't a joke, jokes have meaning

Kazutora:Baji no-

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾

❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋!𝖻𝖺𝗃𝗂 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝗋 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖻𝖻𝗒, 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾.

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾. }

・❥・

Dressed in a baby blue glittery two piece that shined beautifully, captivating him. A voice in his ear warns him of getting distracted, telling him to ‘Focus on the mission.’ He glances off to the side catching a glimpse of his now black haired partner mumbling an “Of course… I’m just trying to blend in.”

Eyes once again glued to you as your back faces the pole, arm above your head wrapped around it as you whine your hips sensually, making eye contact with him urging him closer with your finger. The nagging ‘Be on the lookout!’ coming through his earpiece not being heard through the trance you put him in.

Light purple led lights on your dark skin accentuated your figure, he could hear nothing. Not the shouting and catcalls of the men that begged for your attention, the complaining of his partner, nor the sound of his own heartbeat, everything faded to white noise.

The money rained down on you in slow motion, making you look like a goddess—one that stopped time or something else his brain couldn’t come up with for an on par ethereal comparison in the moment. He watched you walk down from the stage signaling one of the buff men that stood by your platform, not too close but not too far, to collect your money.

You approached leisurely circling him, your tall clear heels clacking with your every footstep, you trail your hand across his waist, giving him shivers that he wouldn’t let have the satisfaction of pushing through as you stood in front of him. Black stiletto nails caressed his collarbone sliding down his silk shirt stopping at his belt buckle, you fluttered your mink lashes looking into his brown eyes, a cheesy smile displayed on your lips from seeing him starstruck.

“So I seen you been eyeing me all night, is it too bold of me to assume you’d want a private dance baby~” Your slight accent had him throwing all caution to the wind as he smirked back, canines gleaming under the low lights. “Course not sweetheart ‘s the only thing I been looking forward to since I got here.”

You chuckle at his charm. “That so?” “Definitely.” Your hand held his as you smile. “Then let’s go.” You lead the way to your private room when he finally hears his partner in his head. “Get your head in the game! We have a job to do Intel said that he’s only here tonight. This is the last chance we have to catch the Bandit here tonight before he moves again.”

He turns his head towards the crowded area, faking like he was looking around before speaking softly. “I am Chifuyu just gimme five minutes I’ve got extra business to handle.” He hears the sarcastic scoff of a “Yea right.” focusing his attention on you leading him, his eyes follow the switch of your hips which has him biting his lips imagining inappropriate things.

You approach a door, the name ‘BABY’ in bold f/c letters adorning it, a tall caramel skinned slim man with dreads, arms folded under his pecs planted near, watching you and the male walk up. “Applejacks you can go imma be a few minutes.”

You watch him size the guy beside you, eyes scrunched in uncertainty. “You sure Baby?” You waved him off, a hand on your jutted out hip as you rolled your eyes. “‘Course I’m good don’t you got other business to deal with anyways?” He sighed coming off of the wall. “Yea right. Call if you need anything.” You giggle opening your door pushing in the sandy beige skinned, black haired dude you’ve yet to ask the name of. “..And no interruptions please and thank you.”

You blew a kiss at Applejacks before closing the door leading your sexy stranger to sit in the seat in the middle of the room, a different more lax song played through the speakers, you caress your body in front of him before taking a seat in his lap as your beau began to speak.

“So…Baby? That’s your name? What’s it really?” You let out a soft hum grinding your ass to his pelvis. “Nah that’s just my nickname. I can’t give my name out to my customers sorry boo~ What’s yours?”

He wished he could feel your smooth skin through his slacks, to rub on you and do inexplicable things and have you in unspoken positions, but he settled for his hands on your hips guiding your movements he still has to focus on his job after all.

“Uggh~ My friends call me Eddy.” You pleasantly exhale grabbing one of his hands leading it to your breast squeezing his hand on top of yours making him get the memo. You leaned back, lips on his neck under his ear, softly kissing it making him groan as you pull away from his lap slowly, his long hair tickling your face causing him to chase after you before you pressed your hand on his chest, lightly pushing him back into the seat.

You stand behind him one hand gliding your sharp nails up his chest the other slid around his neck as you press on kisses, the sound of your voice speaking to him bring him back down from cloud 9, his eyes fluttering back as he groans. “So what brought you to the club? Business or pleasure?”

You laugh at the look of bliss on his face before continuing. “I’m pretty sure I know which one it is cuz you ain’t give me a bill yet.” He blinked realizing he hasn’t. “Yea sorry bout that Sweetface. I came here strictly for business-”

He pauses grabbing your hand from his shoulder pulling you around to him, sitting you on his lap. “But I don’t mind a lil pleasure neither.” He smiles at your giggle before you speak again making his ears ring.

“Yea you’re supposed to be here looking for the Bandit? Right?” He opened his mouth to say a code word or anything but he was frozen, chills going through his spine. “Don’t worry about bothering that partner of yours, I don’t wanna have to mess up his face too bad..he’s too pretty.”

He stutters completely shocked getting ready to push you off of him before he felt a cool object on his neck that could only be described as a steel blade. ‘Where’d you even get it from?’ pedals through his brain riddled with frustration .

“Aht aht aht cooperate or my boys won’t hold back. Your partner’s pretty but he’s not that pretty.” The brunet stuttered out ‘What’s’ and ‘How’s’ before you interrupted his ongoing crisis. “Why does everyone automatically assume ‘the Bandit’ is male huh?”

You took his earpiece out wiping it on his shirt before putting it in your ear tapping it twice before hearing a little feedback. You smile at the shocked Eddy, fixing his hair, a stiletto pushing a few strands behind his ear tapping his cheek with the tips of your fingers, he could feel the subtle sharp pokes of your nails.

“Apple? You there?” You hear a ‘Yea’ coming from the other end as you got off of the stunned man who held his balled up fist at his side, heading towards the only dresser in room.

“You touch me and one word’ll have your buddy surrounded with slow singing and flower bringing over a closed casket.” You opened the draw pulling out your custom baby blue glock checking the clip making sure it’s loaded before reassembling it taking the safety off scoffing as you continue your rant from earlier.

“Like men will find any and every way.. it’s ridiculous.” You look at the man in the chair. “Before it was ‘the Bandit’ it was Baby Bandit. Did you know that Agent Keisuke? Probably not huh?” You watch his eyes widen in surprise of you knowing his name and the new information, he’s a little ashamed of himself for still wanting you.

You gasp sarcastically your glock covering your mouth. “Oh you didn’t know huh? That you’re in my club? You think someone wouldn’t notice pigs in their own club? You tracked in mud the second your foot stepped through my threshold.”

You walk towards him sitting on his lap once again, flipping your weave from your face, the hand holding your gun slung across his shoulder as he tensed under you, your head tilted to the side a little, unwavering smile still pulling him in. “Soo we’re here now… What did you want with me?”

He opens his mouth to speak before you put your gun to his lips silencing him, your finger coming to your own lips in the shushing motion, he could hear the static coming from his earpiece. “Aight tell Zoe and Pablo help you load up the car…” You glance at the man who’s lap you’re on, your playful grin taunting him.

“Take the pretty boy with you, he better be in tip-top shape too.” You pull out a zip tie you also got from the dresser banding his hands together as you got up pulling him with you.

“No sudden movements or noise. You already know the consequences. You and your little g-man is coming with me we’re gonna have a lot of fun…” He followed you towards the door noticing a cute coat that you were putting on tucking the gun inside a pocket that ended just above your knees, finally able to really look you in your eyes, a beautiful brown that he could tell was mocking him making his lip curl.

“…Cuz I got a lil preposition for you… We’ll mix business and pleasure.” You kiss his cheek the imprint of your gloss showing as you dragged him out the door heading towards the back exit a wicked smile on your face.

・❥・

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

[serotonins-stuff]

Mafia boss bf!! who has a table for you right next to his in his office. Decorated with whatever you want.

Mafia boss bf! who has his men carry all your shopping bags

Mafia boss bf! who refers to you as "my lady".

Mafia boss bf! who will give you a kiss in front of all his men, he doesn't care who's watching. He'll pull you in real nice and snug before connecting your lips.

Mafia boss bf! whos makeout sessions have so much power they leave you breathless and weak in the knees.

Mafia boss bf! who loves it on when he sees you bring him coffee in the morning, and you make it exactly how he wants it.

Mafia boss bf! who can't help but keep his hands on you at all times. It doesn't matter where you are, he'll be attached to your hip at all times.

Mafia boss bf! who spoils you.

Mafia boss bf! who looks scary to everyone else but is actually a sweet bean that loves to be babied.

Mafia boss bf! who sits you on his lap while he works on his laptop, and will occasionally explain the work to you. Even though you don't understand a single thing.

Mafia boss bf! who will bring you to some of his important meetings. He'll snuggle you up on his lap while talking to his men.

Mafia boss bf! who doesn't allow any soul to dare disrespect you, or even look at you the wrong way, because there would be hell to pay.

Mafia boss bf! who will deal with anyone you ask him to in a heartbeat. Is someone looking at you weird? He's got you. Someone disrespect you? He'll sort them out.

Mafia boss bf! who teaches you how to fight by training you every week. He wants to make sure that his girl will be able to protect herself when he's not around.

Mafia boss bf! who takes you to the nicest places around the world.

Mafia boss bf! who slaps your ass whenever you bend over to pick something up.

Mafia boss bf! who's obsessed with your waist, he can't help but hold it and rub small circles on it wherever he gets the chance.

Mafia boss bf! who deathstares anyone that walks into his office while you're sleeping. How dare they attempt to disturb your beauty sleep?

Mafia boss bf! who sits patiently and watches you attentively as you try on clothes at the store. He'll look at you with such loving eyes and a smile that makes you weak in the knees.

Mafia boss bf! who whines and clings to you in the morning whenever you have to get up.

"You're mine"

"My girl"

"Be good yeah?"

"Shhhh, the wife is calling"

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"Call me crazy"

You look up from your switch with a cute smile, "Crazy"

The smirk on his face grows wider. He leans forward and holds your chin with his thumb looking into your eyes that drive him wild, "But I think I wanna marry you."

You blush and he leans in to kiss you deeply.

Bakugou Katsuki, Dabi, Hawks, Gojo Saturo, Kuroo Tetsurou, Oikawa Toru, Yuji Terushima, Tsukishima Kei, Levi Ackerman, Eren Yeager, Hanma Shuji, Baji Keisuke, Yami Sukehiro, Zora Ideale,

[rosie-artz]

Some more black myth wukong doodles ~

And some extra bajie drawings~

I can't stop playing this game

[anfie01]

THE ENDING.

Just a little melanconic time because yes, anfie Will always be around him when he needed, the destined one.... but the monkey king? She not sure enough that great Sage Will look at her. When destined one find the sixth relic and win over the journey, sometimes anfie just could sat down and feel how is it feels to be abandoned for the second time, when the first time all celestial realm did to her.

That why when destined one start the journey and wonder what is his purpose and what is he doing like a puppet try to finish a game, anfie... the former goddess just laughing hard like there is tomorrow when replied...

"i don't know either"

[firstpetal]

[mehiwilldoitlater]

*crawls onto desk and looks up upon you* oh dear and glorious author god who graciously feeds us by humble request,I have arrived once more to give asking for blessings of feed for my brethen and I. Please gib the jealous scenario. It is finally time to gib us. The jealous monke. Please and thank you.

((my beloved, i take as this request as a joyfull presents. I NEED MORE! PEOPLE I NEED MORE!))

"Well, it looks like you're getting quite good at it, huh?"

Turning around, you noticed Shen coming closer from his spot. You took the chance of a small chat with the forefather to get a small break from your training with your new-found powers. Being able to use some of the same skills that Yuán Fèn had was handy, but he was such a natural with them while you needed to focus a little more. Of course, your friend decided to help you out with them. That's why you both decided to head to the Zodiac Village to not gain attention. Of course the two of you were under the wathfull eyes of Bajie, sitting on a giant case near the furnace.

And of Shen, of course, but he had a strange glim in his eyes that day.

" Yes! Is exciting! I never imagined that even I could do such things as these!"

"You're a Natural One, y/n! We still need to fix a few mistakes, but you're on the right path!"

Yuán Fèn has nothing but pure pleasure; seeing you so excited makes his heart slip a bit a few times. And of course, many had noticed, and someone wanted to use another approach with you two.

"Is that so? Well, good to know, good to know... Since she's a natural with these staff, do you mind if I take your little friend here for a few tests? I should really need a palate like hers now."

Shen put his arm around your shoulder, poking your nose, glancing a few. Look to the other one. His tone, usually so relaxed and aloof, was strangely sweet to the younger monkey ears that time. To be honest, it felt less genuine and a little more suave. 

"I...ehm...yes, why not? If y/n is fine by that."

"Well...okay! I needed a break!

"Good! Now follow me, dearest."

After that nickname, that gesture, and another side glance from the forefather, Yuán Fèn felt itchy, his foot tapping the ground light, and his tail wiggling in a strange behavior.

///

From there on, you cannot shake away the feeling that Shen was onto something. 

He was closer, very closer than usual, to you while he let you taste a few of the wines that he was able to produce, and he kept letting you use the sober stone to avoid any kind of surprise. He wanted you vigilant, that's what he said.

He was funny; he had always had this easygoing behavior, but this time he had never let a chance slide for making you laugh or making some compliments that led you to a blushfull state.

And while he was acting in this behavior, as trying to show you around, someone seemed to be in an agitated state. From time to time, when you heard movements or something being touched by a foot, you were able to see a certain destiny around, looking at the two of you. You tried to call for him, trying to ask him if he was okay or if he needed something, but Shen was always ready to take away the words from your mouth and question the other male.

Yuán Fèn, with some scoff, just avoid the questions.

You were trying another wine when you felt Shen's hand on your shoulder.

"But enough of it; tell me, Y/n, do you have a special one?" You almost choke on the wine.

"M-me?"

"Of course you! Someone that caught your eye? Someone that let your heart skip a beat?"

You tapped the cap a few times, your eyes avoiding to meet Yuán Fèn and confirm something.

"Wel... I don't think. No..."

"Oh! So you basically free now, uh?" Why was he so close? You get so small between his hands. "In this case...why don't we-"

And in one swift second, two other hands grabbed you, taking you away from Shen's attention. A tail was wrapping around you like a cobra, and a shadow loomed over you, covering you from everything.

Yuán Fèn, with his teeth grinding, was looking at Shen with a pair of eyes that could set fire to a forest.

"HANDS OF OR-" as he had taken that stance, he suddenly stopped, one hand leaving you to cover in teeth in shame.

"Or...what?" Shen had that smirk again, unmoved by that show.

Yuán Fèn lowered his eyes on you; his shameful eyes met your incredulous ones. As he had come, he darted off, mumbling something for himself. You stood up, looking at him with a worried expression.

"Yuán Fèn! Wait! I'm so sorry, Shen! I'll go talk with him!"

You followed the Destined One, while Shen waved his hand with a sneaky eye.

///////

You were able to reach it only when the same monkey stopped in his tracks. You had called him a few times. but it seemed that he didn't quite register you at all.

"Yuán Fèn! Wjat happened! Why did you act like that?!" You looked at him with concern.

He had never reacted with someone like that, especially with you as an audience! When he turned around, his face was covered in a pure red shade, making him look more like a fire bell than anything.

"I don't know what happened to me! He-he was just...and you were...and I started to... I'm so sorry! I shouldn't act like that to the forefather!"

"Wait, wait, wait..." you take his hands in your "breath, then speak."

He did what you asked; he needed more minutes to completely calm himself.

"I'm so sorry that you have to witness that shameful display. I felt something bad from the moment he took you to testing those wines. I know he was planning something, but I didn't know what. And these things, this emotion—I felt this itching sensation that I needed to take you away from him!"

He seemed genuinely hurt, so you guessed that he acted as an idiot. After all,. he may be the destined one, but he was a monkey too. And, by the way, he was explaining it...

"Were you jealous?"

By hearing these three words, his expression of shame became one of pain. Like the idea of having such feelings made him sick of some sort.

"It's horrible; I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it!"

"Calm down," you giggled. " Is...fine! ...Flattering even."

"Flattering? How?" He looked at you, now confused by that statement.

"Well," you continued, "no one ever had jealousy as me as the motive. It's a new thing and a tiny tipsy cute."

"How can that be cute?!"

"Well, just a little! It's showing that you care, but just a bit! I'm not someone; I want to see you fight over people!"

At least you took it in the most rational way. He massaged his eyes, sighing deeply.

"I'm still sorry...in front of the forefather, a deity even!"

"Let's go and apologize. Besides, he was acting off, and I felt a little...hoverwelmed by him. As long as we make our piece, I think we're even." Your warm smile gave him a little more of a relax; at least you weren't angry. If it was necessary, he would have talked to the other zodiacs too; for now, he let you take his hand and guided him towards the village.

/////////

"You old monkey, have you no shame?!" Bajie could give a damn to the fact that the monkey was come kind of deity; he was ready to hit him with his rake. Shen just kept drinking with a very satisfied face.

"Brother,"Chen stepped in. "He's right! Poor girl, you must have scared her for life! And that poor boy, have you no shame to embarrass your youngling like that?!"

"Easy, my friends, easy! Look!" His finger pointed to the figure of you two, talking to each other and...holding hands. You were smiling, reassuring him. He was calming down, cinfessing something. " See? They just needed a small push."

"That's not even a real confession if you ask me," retorted Bajie.

"You may be right, brother pig, but if we don't set the base, we'll never have a house!"

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╭﹐❣︎﹕ Cute Habits They Have ﹒〣 ﹕‹𝟹 － 𝖬𝖠𝖭𝖩𝖨𝖱𝖮 𝖲. 𝖪𝖤𝖭 𝖱．𝖪𝖤𝖨𝖲𝖴𝖪𝖤 𝖡. 𝖪𝖠𝖹𝖴𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖠 𝖧. 𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖥𝖴𝖸𝖴 𝖬.

cw/tw. fluffy, black!reader

an. hey ya’lll! So decided to take a break from AOT and start writing head cannons/ fan fics for the TR boys. Hope you guys enjoy!. 🤗

summary. - you find their habits cute.

𝖬𝖠𝖭𝖩𝖨𝖱𝖮 𝖲𝖠𝖭𝖮

His nose scrunches whenever he gets irritated or annoyed

Whenever you see Mikey’s nose scrunch you found it cute of how his face can instantly change from being serious— to scrunching his nose whenever something or the members annoyed him looking like a complete baby.

You never told him your little secret till one night when you two were arguing about which take out place you guys wanted to eat from. Rolling his eyes and scrunching his nose he sighed, “Why not just get something else for once in a while? We always eat there.” He whined wrinkling his nose every now and then, you stared at him as a giggle left your mouth not taking him serious when the little habit is active. He raised a brow as he crossed his arms upon hearing you giggle in a situation like this.

“What’s s’funny?” You shook your head as a smile was now placed on your face, “You just look so cute whenever your nose scrunches.” His eyes widened at the sudden compliment feeling his face heat up, you saw this and chuckled at the flustered man who just stood there with his arms still crossed now looking away from you avoiding eye contact.

He grumbled under his breath, “M’not cute.” You rolled your eyes strolling your way towards the slightly taller man, grabbing his cheeks with one hand making him look at you with a still red face. “Mmm, you so are.” You teased kissing the tip of his nose and pulling back to giving him that bright smile he loves.

He felt like he was gonna explode if you kept up with these compliments— he was used to girls calling him pretty and such but when it comes to you? He turned mush and flustered, he whined as he hid his face into the crook of your neck holding you close to him before mumbling.

“Gosh, (Y/N)! You’re gonna be the death of me!”

𝖪𝖤𝖭 𝖱𝖸𝖴𝖦𝖴𝖩𝖨

He’s really clumsy when it comes to certain things

You don’t know why but for some reason Draken is just extremely clumsy. You had realized that when you and Ken where in his garage one day to fix up his motorcycle he had accidentally dropped not one— but four different tools on himself trying to grab them, another time is where when you both were trying to make cookies he had broke two kitchen supplies and spilt some of the salt instead of the sugar in the mixing bowl when he was trying to grab a plate from the cabinet.

The list can go on and on about how the man is clumsy, but you didn’t mind it though. Instead you just found it cute about how clumsy he is, you remembered the very first date you both went on when he had broke your foot from stepping on it too hard when you two were dancing under the stars. You chuckled at the thought remembering how upset he was at himself for letting his clumsy self do that to you, he kept buying you gifts and food as an apology which you found extremely sweet and cute.

From the sudden laugh that broke the silence apart from the faded music that was being played, Draken turned his head to look over his shoulder to see you sitting on top of the car hood swinging your legs with a smile on your face. He raised a brow, “Whatcha laughin about back there?” His deep voice questioned making you come back to reality to make eye contact with the shirtless man, “Just remembering how you practically ruined our first date.” You teased, he only rolled his eyes having a smile of his own as he fully turned his way towards you leaning against the tool desk, “How many times do i gotta apologize doll?”

You hummed as you rubbed your chin like you were actually thinking, making him groan, getting up from the leaning position to walk over towards your figure to stand in between your legs, placing his larger hands ontop of the hood leaning his head towards your height. “Cmon..I already spoiled you enough when you were injured— and I still do. What more do you want?”

He practically begged as he saw you smiled wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him closer with a hum, “Hmm..i think you should gimmie a kiss to find out that answer.” Without second thought he captured your lips with his instantly sliding his tongue in as you softly moaned into his mouth making him grin, the kiss lasted for a whole minute just savoring the sweet taste of his lips onto of yours smiling against his mouth. He was first to pull back cupping your cheeks with his bigger hand, “You forgive me yet princess?” You nodded your head with a toothy grin displayed on your face,

“Yes I do— even though I forgave you months ago.”

𝖪𝖤𝖨𝖲𝖴𝖪𝖤 𝖡𝖠𝖩𝖨

Whenever you get your hair braided he absolutely loves to play with them

Anytime you would come back to the shared apartment you and Baji bought after a long day of sitting in a chair for 4+ hours with your hair freshly braided, this man would instantly go to work and play with it. It was something new to him which instantly took his curiosity, he was like a child that entered a candy store with the slight of joy and curiosity lingering in his eyes. You picked up on the little habit he had gained whenever you got your hair done and honestly— you found it extremely cute how he can get lost playing with them.

You remembered one time when you came home for the first time with your butterfly locs and oh boy, when he first saw you with the hair style it was like seeing a queen enter his home looking majestic as ever. It was his very first time seeing your hair like this since you had always had your natural hair out— but he wasn’t complaining! Not one bit, instead he let his curiosity take over and asked a bunch of questions like

“How long did it take?”

“Did it hurt?”

“Is that all your real hair?”

You found it adorable and how clueless he looked when he first saw you, from that day on he would always play with your braids indicating— “It helps me relax.” He stated, so rolling your eyes at the statement you let him do whatever, plus it felt good on your scalp and was very relaxing for you.

You were currently on your guy's shared bed, as you were laid on top of him watching a show that was playing on the tv while he— of course played with your knotless braids. You hummed at the nice feeling, feeling your heart flutter. “Mm..you know.” You started off, lifting your head up to make eye contact with him as he raised brow, giving him your signature smile.

“This little habit you gained from playing with my braids is cute.” He rolled his eyes as he gave you a toothy grin, “Yeah? Well it’s not my fault you have such playable hair.” You snorted, “Playable hair?” He nodded his head with a so what proud look on his face of what he just said. You rolled your eyes, shaking your head placing your head back on top of his chest feeling his fingers find his way in your braids again.

“Okay Kei..whatever you say babe.”

𝖧𝖠𝖭𝖤𝖬𝖨𝖸𝖠 𝖪𝖠𝖹𝖴𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖠

Whenever he’s tired or exhausted he becomes extremely clingy

You were sitting on top of the big round table that held you and the rest of the Tomans upper ranks such as the captains, vice commander and commander. It was currently 8pm going onto 9pm, and the meeting had very much ended a whole two hours ago but for some reason you guys were put on lock down— reasons being said some gossip that they saw some of your rivals linger outside or that they saw “spy’s” watching into the building.

So for the safety of the upper ranks you guys were instantly put on lock down, you don’t know how much longer you guys would be in the office building but you do know everyone was tired out of their minds and ready to sleep and go home. You could see that Mikey had fallen asleep on Drakens shoulder who looked to be slightly bothered by it but just paid attention to his phone, Baji and Chifuyu were having their own little convo, Mitsuya looked like he was planning something— could probably be a new design he had in mind to pass up some time as the rest were doing their own little thing.

You were reading your book to keep yourself busy till you smelt a familiar cologne go through your nose, you looked up from the book you were reading to see your sleep deprived boyfriend make his way in between your legs putting his head in the crook of your neck snuggling into your warmth wrapping his longer arms around your waist holding you close to him to take in your sweet scent that helps him relax.

You hummed feeling his breaths tickle your neck. “M’Hi baby.” He grumbled into your neck as he held you feeling his eyes start to shut on him, you held your book in one hand as your other was playing with his two different dyed locks, you could feel his breathing getting steadier by the second.

You slightly leaned down to kiss the top of his head playing with the little braid you had braided into his hair with a soft tired smile, “You tired Babe?” He only gave you a sleepy groan as he practically started to fall asleep in the crook of your neck while standing up. You softly chucked at the behavior and how clingy he got whenever he was exhausted. You only pulled him closer to you rubbing the back of his neck as you continued to read your book,

“I know, just a little longer my love, just a little longer.”

𝖬𝖠𝖳𝖲𝖴𝖭𝖮 𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖥𝖴𝖸𝖴

He tilts his head whenever he gets confused or lost on things

Whenever Chifuyu was either lost or confused, he would always tilt his head to the side like a newborn puppy would do. When you first started dating him you had picked up on the habit he had every time something was explained to him leaving him extremely lost, leaving you to explain it in your own words to get him to understand.

Sometimes he would be tilting his head to the side more than once a day because oh boy oh boy that man gets easily confused whenever something isn’t explained right. It was like a full time job of explaining stuff to Chifuyu because Mikey decided to be a tease and do the shit on purpose, you swore if he wasn’t that much skilled, and wasn’t your best friend you would’ve personally kicked his short ass.

You and Chifuyu were both sitting next to each other as the meeting was about to begin. You were zoning out into your own world as he stared at your newly done hair you had in, he was itching to ask questions about it but he felt as if you would get annoyed with him so he just kept quiet. You could feel his stare being set on you giving him a side glance to see him looking at your weave you had put in the other day, you grinned as you saw that familiar curiosity and confusion linger in his blue eyes and his most famous head tilt.

You turned your way fully towards him catching him by surprise, “You’re staring Fuyu, what is it?” His cheeks slightly turned pink as he got caught and you were staring at him with a raised brow, “I was just..looking at your hair.”. ”My hair?” He nodded, you slightly smiled at how he was getting nervous from the stare you were giving him, you let out a giggle, “Chifuyu if you wanna ask questions go ahead.” His ears perked up by the soft tone you spoke with him,

“And if one question is, is this my real hair? Some of it yes the rest no. A little secret is..” You now whispered leaning towards his ear. “I use fake hair to make it seem like my hair is actually long but it isn’t. And that’s called a weave.” You grinned, pulling back, giving him a wink. He blinked a couple of times looking confused, “Weave? What’s that?” You grabbed some of the fake hair to show him, “A weave is basically combing fake hair with your own to make it longer than it already is.” He let out a sigh of ohs as he stared at the hair that was placed in between your fingers, “It blends in so well.” He examined and you snorted.

“That’s the whole point of it babe.”

[naychuchu]

why is it so hard to find x black reader things that is well written or isn’t violent smut. we deserve better

[nonsensenook]

Chapter 3.5 | Moment of Respite

Synopsis: In which Bajie kindly gives you some time alone with the Destined One. An optional and indulgent chapter in this unapologetic take on you, the reader, accompanying the Destined One on his journey. 

Word Count: 3,129

Warnings: 18+/Explicit Content/Smut/N.S.F.W, Female Reader

Author’s Note: Though I say unapologetic, I am very much nervously sweating. I will soon find a nice rock to hide under. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy!

Read on AO3: Link

Ch. 1 - Ch. 2 - Ch. 3 - Ch. 4

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The snow covered landscape turned to dense forest once again. With Bajie now completing the trio of a group, any sort of affection you showed came sparingly. Whatever you could show comfortably in Bajie’s presence was quick and subtle. It didn’t take long for you to begin struggling with the confines of this restriction. As time went on you would do what you could to distract yourself, but more than once Bajie had caught you staring at the Young Sage. This made the Pig Guai pelt you with seeds while counting how many it took until you were broken from the spell. He had also begun to stack things on you, laughing when his pile would tumble once you were out of your daze. On his less patient days he’d purposely scare you back to reality by shouting loudly near your ear. Even while you were standing he’d find something to hop onto to do this. 

The Destined One wasn’t doing any better. He didn’t seem to fully understand why you were quicker to separate from him in the mornings before Bajie woke up. Sometimes he’d pull you close or try resting his head in your lap, however these moments were quick to end when you moved away after seeing Bajie approach. You saw how this annoyed the Destined One by the way his tail lashed back and forth behind him. Your little explanations didn’t stop that tail of his either. He had recently started to walk away from Bajie mid-conversation to see whatever unimportant task you were up to. This earned him plenty of choice words from Bajie. More often now you would see Bajie knock the Destined One on the head with the back of his rake when he caught his gaze wandering off. Needless to say, Bajie’s temper seemed to be getting shorter these days. 

Tonight, the Destined One had found a suitable cave to set up camp. The half-moon in the sky shined brightly as your group settled down for the night. It was an evening full of unfinished chores. You were doing what you could, having picked up sewing to mend various articles of clothing while the Destined One worked on crafting a new staff. You sat near the fire and worked by its light. Across from you, Bajie stood up and dusted himself off.

“A lovely night like this is meant to be enjoyed with alcohol,” he announced, brushing past you to pick up the spare bottles of brew. “I’m going to finish these off by the waterfall we passed earlier. Do not expect me until morning and do not expect I’ll be sober,” he said with a chuckle. You weren’t really paying attention. The thread wasn’t going through the needle and the dancing firelight wasn’t helping. 

“I said,” Bajie emphasized loudly right next to your ear, making you jump and drop the needle, “I am going and to not expect me till morning.” 

You moved garments aside trying to find the needle with eyes squinting in the firelight. “Yes, yes, we heard you the first time, Bajie. Did you want company?” 

“Not from either of you! I’ve had enough of the two of you to last me several lifetimes.” Bajie began walking down the path through the trees. “If a lovely lady passes by here, send her my way!” he called back. You heard him singing loudly as he walked away, his voice slowly receding until it disappeared in the regular hum of nature around you. 

Thankfully, you found your needle again and managed to successfully thread it. You worked quietly on patching up your clothes. The night was cool, the air was filled with the soft croaking of frogs and crickets in their tunes. The fire next to you crackled softly as you worked. A breeze rustled the trees surrounding your little camp. You paused for a moment to listen to the leaves flutter on their branches. Bajie was right, it was a lovely night. You glanced up and saw the Destined One taking apart an old staff to make anew. His gaze was concentrated, you watched for a moment as he extracted the needed materials. You returned to your own work feeling content. 

Being alone with the Destined One had you reminisce on the beginning of the journey. Unlike this comfortable silence, the silences then were awkward and prolonged. Small accidental touches had you apologizing or him stepping back. Though you pride yourself in reading what he means to convey at a glance now, you remembered those perplexing games of charades you used to play with him. Then there was the bathing spring incident. You inwardly cringed. Even with everything you’ve done with him till now, that moment still pulls you back to those same feelings of panic and embarrassment. You shook your head, forcing the memory back to the corners of your mind. Then you felt your body stiffen as you finally realized: You were alone with the Destined One.

You felt a sudden sharp pain on your finger making you inhale through your teeth. You had accidentally poked yourself with the needle. The air around you moved, a pair of strong hands gently held yours open. The Destined One examined your finger closely. It was only a small dot on your index where the skin was barely broken. You looked at his face, his expression was full of focused concern. 

“I’m okay,” you said quietly, not even looking at your hands. He brushed his finger onto yours. Satisfied that you weren’t bleeding, he made to move away. You held onto his sleeve. 

“I-” You began to speak, then felt your mouth dry up. Embarrassment shot through you, quickening your heart and tying your tongue. How depraved were you that you’d jump at this opportunity the moment Bajie stepped away? Pretty depraved, you thought. 

“Could-” you stuttered, trying and failing once again to fully transfer incomplete thoughts from your mind to your mouth. You couldn’t find a way to say you wanted to touch him without sounding perverse. The Destined One looked closely at you. He reached his hand up to brush strands of your hair aside, fishing out a stray leaf. His hand traced along your face, lingering on your cheek. You leaned into his touch, placing your hand over his. You then turned your face to brush your lips against his palm. Usually, this action alone was enough to have him lead the rest of the way, but he made no motion. He simply looked at you with a shadow of amusement on his features. He slowly moved his hand to your chin where he tilted your head upwards to look him in the eyes. This damn monkey. 

As if reading your thoughts, you saw the corner of his lips twitch. You glared at him. He gave an innocent tilt of his head. You could so easily read what he was saying as if he’d whispered it into your ear. All you needed to do was ask.

“Could you please-” you started again, your breath hitching as he brushed his knuckles against the heat of your cheeks. You stared into his eyes. That same look of kindness, that same boundless patience, and something else. Something ravenous, waiting just beneath the surface. You just barely managed to whisper out the next words, “Touch me…” 

The Destined One looked more than pleased as he leaned forward. His lips touched yours in a gentle kiss. His warmth always seemed to envelope you. How long has it been since he’d touched you like this? How long have you wanted this? How long have you needed this? Long enough to know that this wasn’t even nearly enough. Your hands came up to his robe, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. You sealed your fate in this one bold move. This you knew: The Destined One wasn’t one to abandon something once started. Soon enough, he showed you just how famished he’d been. 

You felt his tongue greedily taste you as his hands traced your frame. You welcomed him to consume you, wrapping your arms around his neck as he sucked on your tongue. You moaned against his mouth as his hands trailed down to grope you in all the right places. He proceeded to lift you up as he trailed kisses and bites from your neck to your chest. He carried you easily into the cave where he held you against its walls. You stood there, your head thrown slightly back as he slowly descended down. His sharp nails snagged and tore at your clothes, still being careful not to push too hard into your soft flesh. 

You felt his hot breath on your chest. His tongue traced the area around your nipples, tasting you. You heard your cries echo in the cave when he began sucking on one while groping and flicking the other. The hand you held against your mouth did little to mask the sounds he pulled from you. He played with you until you were quivering in his hands. Satisfied, he continued trailing his tongue downward. He continued tearing at your clothes to make way for himself. By the time he was kneeling, your clothes were but scraps barely hanging onto your body. 

He slowed down, listening to your small whimpers as he slowly moved his hands up your legs. His nails softly scraped at your skin sending shivers down your spine. Slowly, painfully slowly, he made his way up to your thighs. He stopped just before he reached your entrance. Closing his eyes, he began planting slow, gentle kisses on your inner thighs. Then he opened his mouth and took a bite, making you cry out in surprise. You saw his tail flick behind him. He loved that sound you just made. He cruelly continued to do this, getting so close but never touching you where you wanted most. He took another bite which he licked once he let go. While holding your legs apart, he looked up at you. This Gods damn monkey. Mischievous doesn’t even begin to describe him anymore. 

This was his revenge for all the times you’d pulled away from him before. Knowing he was depriving you on purpose made you stubbornly bite your lip. Yet simply seeing him stare up at you while he traced your inner thigh with his teeth already cracked something in you. Just as you knew what he was doing, he knew what you were thinking. Frustration coursed through your veins as the Destined One watched you in playful amusement. It was unfortunate, you were up against someone who’d never lost a battle. You saw him use his knuckles to hover ever so close to your folds. You watched as he pulled away, then spread out his fingers to show your fluids sticking and dripping down them. You outwardly cursed at him this time. The Destined One wasn't listening, he’d started licking his fingers. You felt your pride and shame crumbling down as you watched him. The last embers of your stubbornness were snuffed out by his tongue.

Your lips quivered as you breathed out your next words. “Please,” you begged, “Please…” Again, you saw that same pleased look on his face. He'd gotten just what he wanted. You threw your head back as his tongue tasted your entrance. You felt his breath pant against you as his hot tongue slid into your pussy. From everything he’d done, there was so much of you for him to hungrily lap up. Your hands went to the fur on his head, gripping them to steady and ground yourself from the stimulation. He pushed his tongue in further, making your grip tighten on him. You felt him slowly traced back to your clit, flicking his tongue against it. You flinched and buckled each time he did this. His tight grip on your thighs held you still as he greedily devoured you. You couldn’t hold yourself up anymore, your shaking legs began to give out from under you. In response, the Destined One placed one leg over his shoulder. 

“Wait-” you cried out more in shock than command. He placed the other leg over too until your whole weight was fully supported by him. This new angle had him reaching deeper into you. With his hands on your waist and forearms resting on your thighs, he began sucking on your clit. You gasped then moaned uncontrollably loudly, pulling hard at his fur. Your twitching legs tried to come together but were held firmly in place by his immeasurable strength as he thoroughly ate you out. Your cries echoed back at you in the cave. You felt something build up, tightening inside of you. You cried out a string of curses as you came hard, your body twitching and convulsing against the cave wall. 

The Destined One slid his tongue against your pussy, lapping you up slowly as he helped you ride out your orgasm. When you settled down, he gently moved your legs from his shoulders. You leaned against the cave wall for support. Out of breath, you watched him wipe his mouth as he took off his robe to lay on the ground. In the dim light of the cave, you drank in the sight of his body. Your eyes stared at his muscles, his lean figure covered in fur, and the veins trailing from his arms to his hands. The Destined One helped you over to his robe where you laid down on your back. 

He hovered over you, admiring the absolute mess he’d made of you. He then went to your neck and started sucking on your skin, one hand reaching to pull down his pants. He tossed them aside. As you twitched below him you felt the tip of his cock brush against your folds, spreading your wetness all over himself. You felt yourself pulsing in anticipation. Your hands went to his chest. You felt hard muscle beneath soft fur as you slid your hands down. You hear his breath catch when you brush along his lower abdomen. Your hands then went to his back where you slowly scraped and pulled at him. He shivered at your touch. As he continued to mark your skin, you felt him start to enter you slowly. You felt his tail wrap around your leg. One of his hands held yours, pinning you down to the ground. His other hand shot up to grip the cave wall. As eased into your soaked pussy, you heard the sound of something cracking above you. 

You let out a low moan as he went deeper, stretching you out, until you had taken him fully. You felt yourself tighten around him as he let out a sigh. Again, you heard that same cracking noise above you, like stones scraping together. He began moving slowly, cautious of you adapting to his size. Your breath was coming up short again. When he quickened his pace, you could not stop the sounds that erupted from you. The Destined One’s breathing was heavy and labored in your ear. You heard more cracking from above as he let out a low, husky moan. You clawed at his back, making him snarl. He let go of the cave wall, scraping his nails down your back as he gripped your hips, digging deeply into your skin. You cried out, arching into him, your chest meeting his as his thrusts came harder. You could only whimper and moan as he pulled you in by your hips to meet each of his thrusts. Growling in your ear, he pulled back, then slammed into you hard. You choked out another cry which became mewling whimpers as he fucked you harder. You were begging for him, but the sounds were indiscernible to your ears. The cave walls had you deafened by your own voice drenched in ecstasy and the sounds of his body slamming into yours. 

You felt yourself tighten up, that same peaking feeling getting closer. Moaning fully into his ear you came again, twitching hard as your pussy tightened around his cock. His thrusts quickened, becoming frantic, desperate. You felt him bite down hard into your shoulder as he came in you. Both his teeth and nails dug deep enough to draw blood, but the pain felt delicious as he twitched and filled you. 

For a moment he stayed still, breathing heavily, then he let go of your shoulder and pulled out of you. His hand unlatched itself from your hip, he moved his arm up to support his weight. The other hand was still firmly holding your own. Both of you were still out of breath as he closed his eyes to rest his head against yours. You reached up to hold his face, giving him a tender kiss. He returned the kiss as you wrapped your arm around his neck. He pulled you up slowly, delicately. You closed your eyes as he carried you out of the cave.

~

In the morning, Bajie returned the way he’d left: singing. True to his word he held many empty jars of drink and walked like a sailor towards where you and the Destined One were having breakfast. Before he’d made it to you two, however, Bajie face-planted into the ground. You heard the distinct sound of him snoring as a jar rolled towards you. The Destined One stood up to carry Bajie over to the light bedding you’d prepared for him. 

The Young Sage then returned to you and pulled you into his lap. The Destined One wrapped his arms around you, tail pleasantly thumping the ground. You leaned into him, feeling your sore body ache. Your clothes just barely hid the bruises and bites he’d left all over your neck and chest. The bite on your shoulder along with the scratches down your back and hips still stung. He’d done well to help tend and clean you up last night. He was initially a bit worried at the wounds you sustained, but you reassured him that he hadn’t hurt you in any way you didn’t want him to. He seemed quite happy to trace over the various marks he’d left on your body afterwards. 

You were glad to take a day off from traveling today. The Destined One still had a staff to remake and you had more clothing to repair. Yes, both were quite reasonable explanations to validate this moment of respite. That and how your legs were fully out of commission. You kept your eyes away from the mound of rock and stone behind the two of you. You hoped that by the time you were on the road again Bajie would be too hungover to ask what happened to the cave.