#bonten harem

[eetherealgoddess]

Hihi

Could you do a fic where reader is like a driver 4 bonten and something comes up so she has to like pick (u cld do all or chose one it doesn't matter) them up then some smut, noncon and fem reader.

Thx in advance if you'll write this, I've been searching for a writer that does noncon🥲

Hope you enjoy this! Also hope you don’t mind about a little mxm between the men in it! Also dark ending!!

Also I’m thinking of making an au where the guys are poly with each other and the reader is added to it or walks in on it or something idk yet but lmk in the comments or requests what you think about that.

ꨄBonten’s Propertyꨄ

Part Two

Oneshot - Yandere Bonten Au

❦You pick up your boss and fellow executives from the club❦

Sano Manjiro, Hanemiya Kazutora, Sanzu Haruchiyo, & Haitani Brothers x Reader

Not fully proofread

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I apologize if I get any Japanese etiquette or culture wrong, I literally have to research the culture for some of my fandom stories so if anything is wrong, please excuse my ignorance.

Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

Bonten’s Property

“Why do I have to pick them up from the club?” You whine, giving Kokonoi a disturbed look as you stare at his sitting figure, focusing on the laptop in front of him.

“You were specifically requested tonight.” He continues to type as you roll your eyes.

“Yeah, but not by our boss. All the guys are gonna do is terrorize me while I’m trying to drive.” You cross your arms as you rest on one leg, hip poking out as you shake your head.

“Boss is with them currently so I assume he relayed the message.” You groan. “You better get going so you don’t anger him.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know Koko.” You finally walk away, snatching the keys as you make your way out of the shared penthouse, heading to the car and unlocking the door before hopping in.

You’re not usually one to pick up the men from the club considering how wild they get, usually only Kakucho or Takeomi could handle the ride, though when you do, you’re usually efficient. Even when Sanzu messes with the wheel or Kazutora tickles your neck to distract you. Even when Ran blows smoke in your face or when Rin pours alcohol on you. Mikey’s not with them usually, so you have no idea how that’s going to be, hopefully he stays a little professional considering you’ve never seen him drunk or high.

Worse comes to worse you can use the partition to divide the front seats from the back which is what you’ve done before. Still, who wants to drive a bunch of drunk or high idiots around? Hopefully they’re not too rowdy, they’ve never been bad enough to prevent you from driving all of you home at a good time. You sigh as you pull up in front of the large club, nodding at the security guard to signal your arrival for Bonten. He nods back before walking into the doors.

You scroll on your phone, waiting for what felt like an hour before you heard the car’s doors opening. Laughter and slurred speech could be heard as the men entered the car, your body tensing into professionalism when you see your boss through the rearview mirror enter, tightening your grip on the wheel. Sanzu sits in the passenger seat with a pink face, eyeing you before smirking. You ignore him as you double check that everyone is situated before driving off.

You ignore their conversations, Kazutora, Sanzu, and the Haitani brothers conversing about the women, drugs, and alcohol all the while Mikey eyes the window a dazed look on his expression as well as a warm face. One of your eyebrows raise as you find humor in your boss's look, unknown to whether he was high or drunk though definitely not sober. You continue the drive peacefully in your own zone as you eye the dark road.

“Y/n, why didn’t you come to party?” Kazutora questions with a smile.

“I don’t ‘party’ like you guys.”

“I think we should’ve hired you as a stripper rather than an executive.” Ran says, his eyes slightly narrowing as he smirks in your direction.

“Yeah, I would’ve paid to see you on stage any day.” Rin adds as he eyes your expression from the side.

Of course, you made a mistake in thinking that they might not fuck with you during this ride considering their boss is here. You ignore their remarks as you continue to drive. Your grip clenches around the wheel once more when you feel a poke against your side.

“Heyy! You’re being spoken to.” Sanzu says as he glares at you.

“Yeah don’t ignore us!” Kazutora whines playfully, poking you until you flinch, using one of your hands to swatt him away. You grit your teeth as you feel a cold liquid running down your thigh, glancing over to see Rin pouring his bottle once more as he chuckles and Ran smiles wider, finding humor in torturing you.

“Goddamnit!” You hiss as you snatch the open bottle and throw it out of the window.

“Awe you’re no fun.” Rin frowns, leaning back into his seat with crossed arms. Ran passes the recently lit blunt you hadn’t even noticed to Sanzu who breathed in a huge wad of smoke just to blow it in your face, slightly blocking your vision as you wave it away.

You continue to ignore them considering what they want is a response, so you drive down the road. You don’t notice the way your boss eyes the situation with amusement as well as staring at you through the mirror, warmth from the drug Sanzu gave him invading all of his senses as his face turns darker, heavy eyes shifting around the car.

“Want some, boss?” Kazutora questions Mikey, handing him the blunt as he takes it from him, breathing in a huge hit before blowing it out slowly. They all praise their boss as he relaxes in his seat. You slightly chuckle before focusing your attention back on the road. You just couldn’t help but find humor in your boss’s laid back behavior for once.

“Here.” He leans over to hand it to you, though you only glance at the flower.

“Oh boss, you can keep it, I don’t smoke.” Honestly, you’re lying because you like smoking. You just don’t want to be high around them or behind the wheel.

“Take it.”

“I can’t smoke behind the wheel.” You say sheepishly.

“Pull over.” Your eyes widen. What the hell?

“B-boss, that’s not necessary.”

“Are you defying the King?” Sanzu growls, narrowing his eyes.

“What? N-no, I just…”

“Then why aren’t you listening?” Kazutora questions.

“Boss clearly gave you an order.” Rin says as his brother eyes you.

All of this over a fucking blunt? What's gotten into them?

“Boss, I’m not disrespecting you, I just thought you wanted to get home! I can smoke in the penthouse if anything.”

“Pull over, now.” You didn’t hesitate to find an empty spot to pull over in, parking the car once you reached it with a shaky hand.

This is so weird.

You take the blunt from Mikey’s hand and put it to your lips, inhaling a little before blowing out.

“More.” You look at your boss from the rearview mirror with confusion.

“I still have to drive, I don’t think I should smoke…”

The barrel of a gun to your head causes you to quiet down, eyeing Sanzu who’s holding the weapon.

“What was that?” Ran teases. “Could you repeat what you just said?”

You glare at them before setting it back to your lips, inhaling deeply before you blow out a huge cloud of smoke, tears forming in your eyes as the burning sensation overtakes your throat.

I don’t understand why they’re making such a big deal out of this.

“Since you can’t drive you should sit in the back seat.” Kazutora says with a fake concerned expression.

“I was ordered to be the driver so I’ll be okay. None of you can drive, anyway.”

“No, it’s alright. Come here.” Following your boss’s order, you reluctantly open the door, hopping out of the driver's seat before opening the back door, blunt still in hand.

You couldn’t help but feel embarrassment as you climb in, feeling the intense gazes as you settle into your seat squished in between Mikey and Kazutora who don’t bother to move over, the Haitani brothers having already shifted to the empty seats across from you as well as Sanzu who sits beside the siblings, gun hidden. You squirm awkwardly into your seat as you inhale the leaf once more. Holding the smoke in as a hand on your chin forces you to turn to your right.

“Blow into my mouth.” You try to move your head from Kazutora’s hand, the burning sensation catching up to you, forcing you to blow in his direction, his mouth slightly open as he sucks in the air, his lips barely grazing yours.

This is definitely too intimate. What drugs did they take because marijuana doesn’t do this.

The air feels suffocating as warmth builds, gazes becoming heated as your eyebrows furrow. Suddenly, the hand on your chin moves to the back of your head as your lips are forced to meet with Kazutora’s. Your eyes widen as your hands immediately push against his chest, his hold stronger as he keeps you in place, golden eyes staring into your orbs. Biting his lip only caused a moan from him as he leaned into you, the metallic taste mixing in with mary jane and alcohol.

When he finally releases you, because you were still shoving away from him, you accidentally land on your boss’s chest. Immediate fear causes you to sit up, though you were stopped by arms wrapping around your waist, your head resting against his shoulder, positioned in between the leg that's propped on the seat and the other one on the ground as he leans against the door. Kazutora grabs the blunt from you as he takes a hit from it.

“B-boss?” You question as his hands slowly roam up your blouse, your face heated as the warmth of his hands rests on your breasts that are covered by your bra. “W-wait! Mi- boss! Stop!”

“Are you telling me what to do?” His breath causes tingles down your neck as his lips meet your ear.

“Two times in a row, not a good look for you, Y/n.” Ran says, ignoring his erection under his pants.

“Wait, I just need some air or something! I need to be okay to drive!” Your chest rises and falls as Mikey squeezes your breasts, your hands grabbing his wrists to pull them off though his strength is firm, even when intoxicated.

“You’re not being a very good executive, Y/n. So disobedient.” Rin taunts before he grabs one of your ankles, removing your shoe as well as Kazutora doing the same with your other after handing Ran the wood. You attempt to pull your legs back, forgetting how you are the weakest amongst these men. Sanzu moves to the floor board next to the upper half of your body as Ran moves to the lower, unbuckling your pants as you struggle against Mikey’s hold, blunt in his lips.

“Y-yeah I’m telling all of you to stop! This isn’t profession-!” You’re cut off by Sanzu’s lips, his hand cupping your face as Mikey’s tongue slithers against your ear. Saliva falls down your chin as your hand reaches to push against Sanzu’s chest while the Haitani brothers and Kazutora pull down your pants, revealing your panties. Your eyes become wider as you start kicking your legs, whimpering against Sanzu’s mouth as you try to break free only for Kazutora and Rin to hold your legs apart as Ran uses a finger to trail down your slit through the fabric before he hands the leaf to his brother.

One of Sanzu’s hands pulls your blouse over your chest before he moves back to pull it off, Mikey helping in the process as he holds your arms still.

“Guys! You’re too intoxicated! St-stop, now!”

Rin’s lips trail down your leg, rubbing your thigh in the process while the blunt lies in between his index and middle finger. Kazutora mimics, though removing your sock before he licks your foot, a tingling sensation going up your spine.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” Mikey whispers against your ear, unclipping your bra before he forces it off of you, of course you make it harder by preventing the handles from being removed from your arms. He tears them, throwing your bra to the side as one of his arms circle around your waist while the other hand reaches your nipple. Sanzu grabs the other mound in his hand before he lowers his head, eyeing you through heavy lids, his lips circling around your nub as you frantically try to move.

Ran lowers his head as he uses a finger to move your panties to the side.

“As pretty as I’d thought it’d be.” He says before he uses both hands to pull them down, Rin grabs them as he throws them to the side before handing Sanzu the blunt. Ran analyzes your pussy with a sly smile, using a finger to gather the slight slick that’s formed before sucking his finger and releasing a quiet moan.

“Stop touching me!” You exclaim, everything becoming overwhelming as your boss and coworkers roam your body, Sanzu pulling your nipple as he takes another hit.

“Relax.” He says before placing it against your lips. You move your head away before he roughly grabs your chin and forces you to face him.

“Smoke it.” He demands. You blatantly shake your head.

“No! No more of that or any of this!” You hiss as you move up once more, only for you to let out a high pitched scream of pain once Sanzu places the burning wood against your arm. Tears fall from the pain as your face becomes hot. Your other hand grips the arm that was just burnt. You shakily wipe away the residue ash left on your skin.

“Say that again.” He says before placing the blunt against your mouth. You inhale before holding it in and blowing out once more. He wipes the sweat off your forehead as he keeps it against your mouth, you having to inhale more before breathing the smoke out again, mellowing out although your heart continues to race.

Your body jolts as you feel a wet muscle slithering against your clit. Ran’s tongue flicks your nub before his lips close around, sucking as he slightly bobs his head. Kazutora sucks his fingers before sliding his hand down, bending over as he uses two fingers to ease into your wet pussy. Your hole clenches around his fingers as your hips twitch, biting your lip as you hold back from releasing any sound as your eyes shut tightly.

Suddenly, hands grab your hips as you're pushed up, legs hovering over your head as your body is bent. The wetness moves to your ass as his tongue glides against your anus.

“Hah! Not there! Stop it, please!” Tears fall in humiliation as he eats you out, Rin positioning himself to eat your pussy as Kazutora angles his fingers, gliding in and out slowly as he holds pressure to your g-spot before pulling out again, watching your pussy contract intensely. A tongue runs along your clit repeatedly flicking the nub before he sucks it. Sanzu and Mikey hold up your legs as they kiss and lick your neck before leaving hickeys and pinching the skin between their teeth, Mikey handing Sanzu the roach before he throws it out of the cracked window, returning his hand to your nipple.

As Kazutora accelerates his fingers, your hips slightly meet his hand as the brothers eat you out, your eyes rolling into the back of your head with your mouth slightly ajar, head falling back on Mikey’s shoulder.

“Ran.”

“Yes boss?”

“Pull out my cock.” He complies, pulling Mikey’s sweats down as well as his underwear, revealing his hard girth. You tense once you feel his head against your ass.

“W-wait, Mikey there’s no lube. Please don’t!”

“My King, I can help.” He says with a dazed look.

Mikey eyes him for a second before he nods his head, Sanzu and Ran switching placements as Ran settles next to her upper body and Sanzu moves to Mikey’s throbbing cock. A groan leaves Mikey’s lips, brushing against your ear as Sanzu lowers his head, lips circling around Mikey’s tip before shoving his cock deep within his throat.

You feel your boss’s hips jerk as his head falls back against the car’s window. Another moan leaves his mouth as you hear the mixture of saliva and precum combining as Sanzu pulls his head back and forth steadily, making sure to wet his king’s cock to the fullest.

“Knew he’d be eager to suck Mikey’s cock.” Rin whispers against your pussy as Kazutora and Ran chuckle at his statement. Sanzu pulls his head back and uses his hand to angle Mikey’s cock against your anus. Your body is forced to drop on his thick cock, tears escaping as the pain shoots up your back.

“Fuck!” You cry out, “Take it out! Take it out, you fucking assholes!” Kazutora removes his fingers as Rin pulls back, sitting in their seats as they pull out their own hard cocks, using spit to rub themselves off. Once Mikey’s cock was stuffed all the way into your ass, he held it there as he basked in your warmth. Sanzu hovers over you as he uses his own spit to wet himself. You jolt when his head meets your pussy lips.

Your hands grip Sanzu’s shoulders as he eases into your pussy, fortunately the juice that was already there makes it less painful, though your hole clenched around his girth as you're full from both sides.

“Relax your muscles.” Ran whispers in your ear as his own hand wraps around his cock, while the other caresses your head.

“I can’t! It hurts!” You exclaim as your eyes shut tightly. Your head falls back once more, Ran leaving a kiss along your jaw.

“Yes you can. Just breathe.” You had no choice but to comply as you tried to get through the pain, breathing heavily as Sanzu and Mikey began to move slowly. A drawn out moan escapes Sanzu as the pressure from Mikey’s cock could be felt through your walls, causing extra friction.

Time passed and their hips began to accelerate, the car filling with five men’s moans as all of them thrust their hips, pulsating cocks engulfed in warmth. Sanzu’s cock, angled to hit your g-spot, causes an intense pleasure that contrasts with the lingering pain from Mikey’s cock stretching your ass. The agony numbing out as you begin to fill a pleasurable fullness as your body rocks up and down, nails piercing through Sanzu’s fabric. You grunt as your ass clenches around Mikey’s cock, barely holding back a moan as the friction causes you to near your orgasm.

“Tell me how good it feels.” Mikey hissed against your ear, hand reaching around your throat as he slams his hips against your ass, speeding up.

“It doesn’t!” You cry out. “I-it feels terrible! Get out of me!” A loud moan accidentally leaves your mouth when Sanzu’s pace becomes faster, ambushing your g-spot repeatedly. A sharp pinch against your nipple causes you to yelp.

“Lie again.” Mikey growls, “Tell me the truth or I’ll blow your brains out as soon as I cum.”

“Fuck, this is so hot.” Kazutora hissed as his head falls back, rubbing his cock violently as his erection pulsates in his grip. Rin bites his own lip as he thrusts his hand, rubbing a thumb over his slit as he watches the display.

“Come on, angel. Be good for us, yeah?” Ran breathlessly says as he brings himself closer, hand gripping your head as he ruts against his other hand.

Your body convulses, warmth overcoming your abdomen as your hips grind hard against the two cocks, head back as your mouth hangs open with a silent scream.

“F-fuck! I’m… ah! Cumming!”

“Shit!” Rin hissed as his hand moves faster, your voice turning all of them on as they continue to work for their own orgasm.

You cry out from Mikey and Sanzu continuing their assault, thrusts becoming sloppier as they cause you to overstimulate, your hips frantically grinding back as the feeling becomes all too overwhelming, nose scrunching as your nails scratch Sanzu.

“Say it now! Tell us how good it feels to be full of our cocks! Right now, Y/n!” Sanzu growls, pink hue covering his face as he gazes into your eyes with a lustful, crazed glare.

“Feels good! S’ fucking good, hah! I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum again!”

In reality, post nut clarity will definitely come soon considering how violated you truly feel, though the feeling of being so full and your g-spot being abused causes your body to react, pussy contracting as you’re brought to your second orgasm, the men following along right after as they all release their loads.

You feel Sanzu and Mikey’s cum shoot deeply inside of you, so much coming out as some of the liquid spills out of your ass and pussy.

“Y-you all violated me.” You growl in anger as tears spill from your eyes, cocks pulling out of you causing you to grunt from the residue pain.

“You liked it.” Kazutora frowns as your vision becomes blurry.

“You should rest. Sounds like the weed is getting to your head.” Rin snorts.

Before you could prevent it, your eyes fluttered shut, darkness engulfing you into a deep sleep.

The next day, the men sat in the meeting room, awaiting your arrival. When you didn’t show up, Kakucho went to check your room, only to find you balled up in the blankets on your bed, hiding your whole body.

“Y/n?”

When you didn’t answer, he walked out of the room back towards the meeting to relay the message. The meeting continued without you. When it was over, Kazutora visited your room.

“Y/n? Why are you acting like this?” He says as he sits on the bed next to your figure. His eyebrow raises when his hand reaches your form, squeezing it before he stands up and snatches the blankets back, revealing an empty space.

“Shit!” He hissed in anger.

Two years pass and you just got out of your therapy appointment, walking to your car before you hopped in and drove to your apartment. You knew that the only way you could leave Bonten was by death or running away. So you decided to make a new life for yourself in a different country, far away from Japan.

You knew the job was toxic anyway but you didn’t know that you’d be violated sexually. You’re in a better head space, though you do have moments where you can feel the hands all over you, not scrubbing your body hard enough as your skin raws. Your new boyfriend, along with your friends and therapist have helped you grow positively as you slowly let your past go.

Entering your apartment, you expect to see your boyfriend in the living room on video games, not his limbs detached from his torso, or head decapitated as it’s rolled in between someone’s feet. Nor did you expect to see blood all over your carpet as well as the frames and paintings broken, thrown off the walls, glass shards everywhere. Your trembling hand covers your mouth as you eye the five men you never wanted to see again, staring at you with cold stoic expressions, worse than any angry look you could’ve ever received.

Hyperventilating, you turn on your heel to run back out your front door, only to run into Takeomi’s chest.

“No, no, no! Let me out, Takeomi! You don’t know what they did to me!” Your fists hit his back as he swings you over his shoulder.

“Oh I know. Now they’re pussy whipped and can’t get over you. Not even boss. You’re lucky you’re not gonna be killed, but there’s no way we’re letting you out of our sight again. Consider yourself, Bonten’s property.” He says as he walks to the car.

You continue struggling in his grip as tears leave from your eyes, crying out in anger and devastation over your boyfriend’s gruesome death. The life you created for yourself being torn from your grasp as another thing important is snatched away. You mourn your lost freedom as well as what’s to come.

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Deer in Headlights | Panic arrives at the office

Summary: Working as Sanzu’s secretary for a day wasn't so bad; he was rarely in his office, so you had to handle most of his paperwork and appointments. Where was he? Who knows…

Pairing: Bonten x F!Reader

Word count: 2.4k+

Content Warnings: Plot development, feelings with sprinkles of angst (eww), reverse harem, fluff, brief mention of violence and death. This is part of a series! Just adding that for new readers.

A.N: Finally freeing one of the old wips which I rewrote like five times because i couldn’t remember what I was doing. Anyway! Enjoy more of this never-ending series of unfortunate events surrounding Doe and her harem. K bye 💋

You asked Mikey if you could stay at their workplace longer since being at home was becoming duller and duller. He agreed, but as always when it comes to anything involving you, nothing happens in this household without a fight.

At first, Takeomi objected and would only allow this ridiculous idea if you were his assistant, then Kakucho added that he also needed help. But then backtracked. He remembered his position as an enforcer and didn’t want you to see him like… that— so yeah, discarded.

Meanwhile, Kokonoi laughed in their faces. mentioning how he was the one who spent more time sitting down on his desk— buried in paperwork— and that's why you should be with him. The safest option, according to him.

Surprisingly, the infamous Bonten trio had been quiet the whole time. Ran, Rindou, and Sanzu seemed very uninterested in acquiring you for help. Such a reaction from your pack of hyperactive golden retrievers left you puzzled.

Your incertitude didn’t last long. Later you found out that they didn't want you with them due to the nature of their jobs too, just like Kakucho earlier. The more gruesome parts of Bonten always fell on their shoulders as well.

Not soon after you heard Kokonoi explain their unusual silence, he also added a few extra details. Such details gave you the final push to decide who gets a new helping hand.

Kokonoi gave the longest speech you’ve ever heard him say about Sanzu. The silver-haired individual went on and on about Sanzu never submitting reports on damage, expenses, casualties, and a whole bunch of other desk work.

Sanzu argued that it was utterly ridiculous and unnecessary since everything would be destroyed by the next day. Still, you watched them ping-pong about such… matters for a while.

That's the main reason why you decided to choose Sanzu. And that's what you are doing right now. Sitting outside the door to the pinknette’s office in a new desk that Kokonoi insisted on arranging for you, even added a new desktop setup and all.

The whole morning was pretty calm. Kakucho came by and left some sweets for you, then Ran and Rindou took you out for lunch, and Mikey passed and snatched some of the sweets Kakucho gave you.

Everything seemed normal. it wasn’t until a little after noontime when the scorching sun hit the blinds that a shadow fell over your desk. Looking up from your papers, there stood a tall man—a dangerous-looking man, you might add. A distinctive tattoo was peeking from the neck of his well-tailored suit, strikes of blue and white adorned his hair. The alarms in your head activated for the first time since you were with Bonten. Which meant that danger was imminent.

He greeted you, although his gaze was not on you but looking at his surroundings. Observing and analyzing.

“I’m here to see Bonten’s numbers two,” that was all he said, not sparing you a second glance.

Panic settled in your guts. Sanzu never told you about a scheduled meeting, nor that someone might be asking for him today. You felt that denying something to this individual was not a good answer and how you wished you had followed your instincts.

“I’m sorry, Sir, he's not here at the moment, but you can-” You were cut short when, out of nowhere, a hand hit on your desk, sending papers and pens flying everywhere.

“Call him, then,” now he did pay attention to you, yellow eyes scanning every inch of your features, “or not.”

he stepped closer to your desk, somehow, you felt he was about to break the wood and glass with his palm still there. He then proceeded to bend over, just a little, to have a closer look at you. And it was like recognition hit him and his eyes seemed to acquire a playful glint, “I don’t think he would mind if his secretary keeps me company.”

You felt your breath hitch in your throat. You froze under his scrutinizing eyes. As still as you were, your fingers itched to bash the keyboard on his face. What was this slimy feeling covering you, overwhelming you? A sudden thought shot through your mind… you were no cheap whore.

That’s what you wanted to scream at him, at least. But you held back— or more like, you were out of options. The fact that he was standing inside Bonten’s building unharmed and without an escort spoke volumes about the caliber of this individual.

Why was such a short interaction setting off all your distress signals? Why was your throat screaming for air even as you breathe? Cold fingertips and a racing heart were the least of your worries at the moment.

Damn, Sanzu and his unorganized schedule and his lack of communication and… you would have continued to mentally berate him if the previously mentioned individual hadn’t stepped around your desk and offered you his hand.

“What do you say we take a walk?” As much of a question as it sounded like, your instinct told you that there was not really an option to decline.

“My boss wouldn’t like me leaving my position…” you articulated with gritted teeth. Against your best judgment, you tried to kindly refuse with an excuse involving Sanzu.

“I’m sure he would make an exception for me,” those were his last words before one of his hands steered you away from your just-acquired desk.

And that’s how you were now walking away from your new desk and going to who knows where. Every step was a scream you swallowed. Again you wondered, what was your instinct detecting from him that your consciousness couldn’t comprehend?

He mentioned his name was Taiju and that you should be careful working in such a precarious organization, such a feeble thing as yourself shouldn’t be exposed to an all-male environment and he kept going on about it.

This… Taiju individual placed his hand on your lower back. Dangerously low. Too low for your liking. So much so that you even hurried your step to create some distance but it was futile.

As if they had heard your silent prayers, Rindou and Kokonoi arrived just in time to see your back being led away from your supposed workplace. Both men felt like cold buckets of water had been thrown at them, blood freezing as a picture they never imagined possible now rose in from of their very own eyes.

You heard your name being called, well, almost screamed. The big guy halted his steps and you followed soon after, both turning to the screaming duo at your backs.

“You can’t take her.” Rindou asserted with a very forced smile, hands already on their way to reach you and bolt if necessary.

“Why is that?” The blue-haired individual inquired.

“Because she’s—“

“She’s my girlfriend!”

Both Rindou and Kokonoi spoke at the same time respectively, the latter with more urgency than the other but the message was clear enough. You were not to be taken away just like that.

“Oh? Congratulations! I never expected you to settle down, Hajime-kun. I thought you would be with Sei—“

“Nonsense,” quickly replied the silver-haired man before moving beside you and hastily pulling you towards his body; avid fingers replaced the previous hand on your lower back—gripping your skin tightly.

“Then why is she with Pinky? Shouldn’t you be taking better care of your women?” Taiju bellowed, eyes analyzing how his old acquaintance held you with so much affection and care. It was clear to anyone witnessing the two people in front of him, how Kokonoi was desperately but subtly in a hurry to erase any trace of Taiju’s touch from you.

“Yeah, Koko, you should take better care of your woman,” Rindou added, internally biting his cheeks to stop himself from laughing at how unexpected of a reaction his colleague had. Forgotten was the panic no soon you were in his fellow member’s arms. Now he decided to play along just for the laughs.

Meanwhile, you were face-pressed against a hard chest and an expensive button. You would have an imprint of Koko’s button on your face, you thought as you silently groaned in frustration; but eternally grateful for their opportune interruption.

“I am,” Kokonoi sent death glares towards Rindou who seemed to forget where you had been a minute ago. He cursed his fellow member’s fish brain. Sending a nod to his old acquaintance, Koko mumbled a hurried goodbye and disappeared with you in his arms.

The remaining two were left standing, watching silver locs wave like a cape.

“That’s an… interesting character development, I must say.”

“He’s pussy whipped,” the purple head commented, dismissively as he took Taiju toward his own office. Of course, the pot calling the kettle black. Well, Rindou talked from first-hand experience.

How does he tell you that he panicked? How does he tell you that you might not have been in danger, but his mind refused to understand? How does he explain his actions when they are not consistent with how he always treats you?

Kokonoi Hajime knows it doesn’t make sense what he did or what he’s feeling. It had nothing to do with Taiju but everything to do with you.

He sat in silence with you on his lap, arms wrapped around you tightly as his mind circled over his latest silent outburst. Sanzu’s office wasn’t the coziest place but it would have to work for now.

Air was something you certainly knew you needed in order to live. You hoped you didn’t have to remind Koko of that fact as he kept tightening his grip as time passed.

Up and down, your eyes gazed over his side profile. The few details you could see from your perspective—face harshly compressed against him—seemed to suggest he was not here completely. The lost look he wore was new to you.

“Koko?” You mumbled curiosity and worry mixed together within you. After a while, the odd silence didn’t quite sit well with you. “Koko?” You called out his name for a second time, squirming in his constricted grasp in an attempt to get his attention.

“Hum?” He seemed lost as he hummed a response. Slowly blinking away whatever thoughts had captured him for the last several minutes.

You knew talking things with him was hard, you didn’t wanna say the wrong things and make him lock you out. That’s why you had waited in place, letting him process whatever happened in the hall. It was so uncharacteristic of him to claim you in public or even touch you in front of others. You had expected Rindou to make a scene but never from Kokonoi.

After another prolonged silence, you went for the safest route. Asking for the only phrase that stuck with you. “So I’m your girlfriend?”

“Of course, you are, dummy,” he whispered with a dry chuckle; cradling your head against his chest—not once did his grip loosened. You felt words weren’t needed at the moment, something told you just to be there for him.

Kokonoi wanted to reaffirm you were real, you were still there, you weren’t a product of his mind… like his younger self used to imagine.

Maybe that was it? The image of you simply walking away; your back facing him tormented him now. He felt like his old self again, the one who lost so much and the little he was left with he kept it under a thousand locks. His mind and body remembered the devastating events and the pain… the pain of having something so dear to you again and how easy it was for life to take everything away in the blink of an eye.

Fear paralyzes. That’s when he realized he was afraid, but also… in love. Love doesn’t make sense; it’s the only part of the equation he could never calculate accurately.

He was so in love, that he acted out of character—vulnerable and raw. Only you had been able to bring that back out from the innumerable hard shells covering his heart.

“I’m not going anywhere.” You might not know that your words were just what he needed. Saying whatever was at the tip of your tongue has always been a talent of yours.

“Thank you,” he said softly, unwavering. you both stayed intertwined in the coach until darkness fell.

Somewhere in Japan near an abandoned port.

“You did this on purpose, did you not?” Mochi accused the pink-haired man after checking the message Rindou had sent to the group chat.

“Dunno what you mean,” rebuked Sanzu.

ah, so feigning ignorance now, was it? Mochi sent him a questioning gaze. “Sanzu…”

“It’s a sign that she wasn’t supposed to be there. She’s perfectly safe at our place and I don’t need help with paperwork.” He nonchalantly told Mochi. “Hey! Roll out the tarp! I don’t want any mess here!” Sanzu bellowed at the henchmen around him.

“Nah, I agree. You knew.” Ran taunted him, walking toward the now laid-out tarp. “You knew at what time Koko was going to check on her with Rindou and Taiju just magically went straight to your office with no problem? Ha, right.”

Kakucho heard the conversation and nodded in agreement with Ran. Bonten’s enforcer would have engaged in the accusation party but three cold bodies rested at his feet and nobody else seemed to have his mind on the job at the moment. He barked orders to the footmen who were taking too long to move the deceased.

“No, it was Takeomi.”

Every Bonten member perked up at the information their leader was providing them with. Takeomi froze in place as four pairs of eyes focused on him. Mikey on the other hand, sat a top of a wooden pallet tower; munching carelessly on some snacks.

“Well, now it makes sense. It was too much of a good plan to be yours.” Ran commented out loud with a laugh.

“Excuse me? I was part of the plan!” Argued Sanzu like a hissing kitten.

“Didn’t you just say you didn’t know?”

Sanzu looked at Mochi with exasperation as the sound of something heavy hitting the plastic tarp resonated in the background.

“You approved, though,” mentioned Takeomi who was standing close to Mikey.

“Sometimes it’s better to let a bird clash against the glass. It learns that sometimes no matter how clear the path looks, you can’t always fly at your heart’s content.” Mikey said as he dusted off the remaining pieces of crackers from his dark shirt. “And eventually… it won’t fly in that direction ever again.”

“And Koko?” Mused Kakucho joined the two men conversing.

“He needed a push in the right direction. He’s as hardheaded as always.” Chuckled Takeomi before tasking a drag of his cigarette.

[tala-bez-i]

At first sight Chapter Five

(m!reader x Bonten!Haruchiyo Sanzu)

Fluff/slash/reader is male/cursing/BontenTimeline/drugs and alcohol mentioned/violence/blood/death

All characters that appeared in the Tokyo Revengers manga and anime belong to Ken Wakui.

Words: 3274

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You drove through the streets of Tokyo in silence, and the atmosphere in the car was relatively calm. Sanzu watched the people and buildings through the side window, a nicely packed cardboard box decorated with elegant gold swirls on his lap. Inside was the best dessert from your cafe. A small sponge cake with fruit, vanilla cream and dark chocolate decorations. It turned out that the dessert was intended for Mikey. If you had known in advance about the pink-haired man's plans, you would have taken two cakes. 

“You need to take me there more often.” Sanzu finally said, not taking his eyes off the views outside the window. 

“I will. Whenever you want, as long as the café is still open.” You replied, smiling slightly. “The girls liked you.” 

At these words, Sanzu turned his bright eyes on you and rested his head against the headrest of his seat. “Right?” His lips stretched into a gentle smile. “They are charming, and it would be a shame if they ended up in a brothel. Where did you find them?” 

You laughed softly, looking at him for a split second and focusing back on driving. “I simply posted an advertisement to the Employment Office and then personally made the selection. The basis was a clean criminal record, willingness to learn and confectionery skills, even minimal ones.” 

“Confectionery skills?” Sanzu became interested, leaning slightly towards you so that he could at least look at your face. “You mean what's in the box was made by your girls?” 

You nodded and replied proudly. “This week, Ana is responsible for the baking and Yumi is responsible for the decorations. They are the best and have worked for me the longest.” 

Sanzu nodded in understanding and leaned his head back against the headboard with a sigh. “They are very talented.” 

“And loyal.” 

“Loyal?” He murmured quietly. “How much do you pay them?” 

“Enough so that they don't have to work anywhere else and more than I would give to a whore from Bonten's harem.” You replied and Sanzu laughed. "Seriously. They are worth a lot. I pay them fairly, treat them well, and believe it or not, I haven't lost a single employee from the beginning.” 

"Congratulations." He looked serious, but the corners of his mouth twitched as if he were trying to hold back a laugh. “So our girls are of poor quality?” 

"What?" You stopped at the light and looked towards him. “Our girls... What are you talking about?” 

“About whores who are brought to the hideout.” 

You were silent for a moment, turning your gaze back to the traffic lights. Bravo, genius... "It's not that they're of poor quality..." You could feel Haru's careful gaze on you, waiting for you to elaborate on your answer. “God, Sanzu… They're not bad… Not all of them…” 

"Not all? So some of them..." 

"Please! Each of us has different tastes…” You rubbed your forehead with your hand and cleared your throat quietly. “Some of them should stay in the brothel instead of introducing them to luxuries, that's all. They moan and squeal as if they were seeing a cock for the first time.” 

There was silence in the car for a moment, then suddenly Sanzu burst out laughing. 

“Tell this to others, I wonder how they will react.” He said in amusement before making a few noises emitting the said behavior of the prostitutes from the hideout, ending with another wave of laughter. 

Your eyes widened and a blush appeared on your cheeks. “God… Stop…” You muttered under your breath and Sanzu laughed even louder as tears of amusement appeared in his bright eyes. 

“You're lucky Hanma isn't here!” He patted your thigh. “He wouldn't let you live, and your room would be crowded with whores he sent just to tease you.” 

You muttered a few curses under your breath. “Be careful with your gift for Mikey. We don't want to destroy it.” 

Sanzu calmed down enough to be able to carefully hold the box in his lap again, although his body still shook with suppressed laughter every now and then. 

"You are horrible." You grumbled and he smiled sweetly at you. 

“You love me anyway.” He said in a very confident tone and the smile stayed on his face the rest of the way to Bonten's hideout. 

I do. 

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You parked your car in an empty space in the garage, right next to the van used outside the nightclub the night before, and followed the cheerful Sanzu, politely carrying his katana. 

“Take it to my room, I'm going to Mikey's.” He threw over his shoulder when you found yourself in the spacious hall of an elegantly furnished building and without waiting for your answer, he directed his steps towards the part of the building where the Bonten leader's office was located. 

You climbed the stairs to the upper floor of the wing of the building where the individual gang members' bedrooms were located. Your footsteps were muffled by the carpet as you passed closed doors leading to various rooms. 

You stopped in front of Sanzu's bedroom door, opened it and stepped inside. The bedroom was decorated in a similar way to the one in the pink-haired man's apartment. It always amazed you how a person who took so many drugs could keep the place he considered home immaculate. 

You placed the katana carefully on the large bed and smoothed out the sheets, still wanting to leave it in the same condition as you found it. 

“I heard about your meeting with Miss Mina.” You heard Kokonoi's voice and turned towards the door to look at him. 

“Sato found a helper in her.” You replied calmly and the white-haired man smirked. 

“And all because you didn't agree to bring her here.” 

“It was three years ago. Plus, I'm not the one recruiting prostitutes.” You grumbled as you walked up to him and looked into his eyes. “She talked to the wrong person.” 

“A very unsuitable person.” Kokonoi let you through the door and you left the room, closing the door behind you. “Is it true that she didn't try to convince Hanma to give her another chance?” 

“I guess after I interfered with her attempts to seduce Ran, she realized that as long as I was there, nothing would come of it.” You walked down the hall towards the meeting room. “I was just surprised that she tried to shoot Sanzu first.” 

Kokonoi muttered and shrugged. “It's not his fault that when you look at him, the first thing that comes to your mind is to hit him.” 

You shot him a sharper look and he laughed softly. "Relax. It was just a joke. You don't have to bite." 

“Next time, be careful what you joke about.” You said quietly, deciding to forgive him this time. “What's next for the club we took over?” 

“Kisaki has agreed not to sell it, at least for now.” 

You nodded happily and entered a room with a long table at which no one was sitting yet. “Will everyone be there?” 

“No. Just me, you, Sanzu, Ran and Rindou... Hanma, Kisaki and Mikey, as long as he actually comes. He has other things on his mind and from what I hear, he doesn't consider finding Sato a priority.” Kokonoi replied, walking over to the small bar and pulling out two glasses and whiskey. 

“Is this Mochi's whiskey?” You asked, sitting down on one of the chairs. 

“He's not here, so it won't hurt him.” The white-haired man replied carelessly, put some ice and poured the drink into glasses, handing one to you. "If he doesn't want anyone to drink his beloved whiskey, he should keep it in his room." 

You laughed softly and drank some alcohol. You swallowed it and looked through the liquid in the glass at the lamp. “Best as usual.” 

“Best as usual.” Kokonoi confirmed, sitting down across from you. “So... Sanzu went to Mikey's?” 

You nodded and for a moment no one said anything else. You were enjoying your alcohol in peace, but you sensed that the atmosphere had changed slightly. 

“He's running out of drugs.” Kokonoi said quietly, not looking at you. He didn't have to; you knew what he meant. “Yesterday he beat up one of the girls.” 

You sighed heavily and ran a hand over your face. “He doesn't take as many as Sanzu. Right?” 

“Yes, but... He's not doing well.” Kokonoi's voice betrayed worry and you both, if not all, knew that if this continued any longer, Kisaki would be giving orders again. 

“Sanzu is number two, Kakucho is right behind him.” You muttered, setting down the glass with the half-finished whiskey. 

“Kisaki is responsible for strategy and, under Mikey's supervision, makes many decisions regarding the future of Bonten. Don't forget Hanma.” 

“I know, I know... I just hope Sanzu knows about these decisions.” 

Kokonoi watched you for a moment and nodded. “Yes, Kakucho knows about them too. Sanzu didn't tell you?” 

“He just tells me what I need to know.” You said, feeling a little embarrassed. “I'm supposed to follow his orders and protect him, not make any plans or important decisions.” 

Kokonoi laughed softly and shook his head, his white hair sliding softly from his shoulder. “Maybe you should somehow convince him to tell you a little more information? Try the tactic from two years ago and get him a hot girlfriend. For three months we had to listen to stories about how wonderful she gave him a blowjob.”  

You looked up at the ceiling and a long, tired groan escaped your throat. “You think I didn't have to hear that? What's more, Kokonoi, I was nearby anyway, and twice in the process I poured him champagne.” 

The man burst out laughing, choking on the small amount of alcohol he had poured into his mouth. “Fuck... What else does this fucker make you do?” 

You shrugged and drank the rest of your whiskey. “He doesn't force me to do anything. I'm happy when he's happy." 

Kokonoi looked at you with wide eyes, surprised by your words. “Fuck…” 

“Where is Takeomi?” You changed the subject, looking at your watch to check the time. It was almost 9 p.m. “I thought he would also be at the meeting as an advisor.” 

“He reviewed the situation in advance and expressed his point of view to Mikey and Kisaki.” Kokonoi shrugged and someone opened the door to the room. 

“Good evening, gentlemen.” Ran smiled lazily and walked inside, closely followed by his younger brother. They sat comfortably on chairs and the taller brother waved his hand lightly towards the white-haired man. “Be so kind and offer us some wine, would you?” 

“Help yourself, I'm not your servant.” Kokonoi snorted and you smiled to yourself. 

“Don't be grumpy.” Ran seemed completely unfazed by his younger colleague's reaction, and when he got up to the bar, he looked at you and raised one eyebrow. “Where's Sanzu?” 

“At the boss's.” You replied briefly in a calm tone. “The meeting starts at 9:30 p.m., so he still has time.” 

Ran took a glass of wine from Kokonoi and thanked him with a smile, which he responded by muttering some unfavorable remarks about serving anyone. 

“Is it true that Madarame is applying for the nightclub?” Rindou spoke up, smelling his wine. 

You raised an eyebrow in surprise and looked at your companions with interest. If the guy plays it right, he could turn out to be a winner. You always had the strange feeling that Shion was somehow excluded from running his own business, but... 

“Yes, and from what I saw, Takeomi is in favor of the idea this time.” Kokonoi sighed and Ran grimaced slightly. 

“He's going to need some advice…” 

“Just so that everything works out and the club doesn't suffer any losses, Ran.” You raised your index finger, knowing full well what advice was on the elder Haitani's mind. 

The man smiled at you, and Rindou rolled his eyes and said in a joking tone. “Absolutely, we didn't think about anything else.” Then he became serious. “I spoke briefly with Hanma and those involved in last night's incident are to be returned to the hideout until we have dealt with Sato and his team.” 

“So, I'll have to have a serious talk with Hanma, because you were supposed to find out everything at the meeting.” Kisaki entered the room with a dissatisfied face, carrying several folders with documents. He looked over all of you with an icy gaze and nodded slightly. “Good evening, gentlemen. I see almost everyone is here.” 

“Come on, it's good that he warned us earlier. I had to postpone some important meetings.” Ran said and drank some wine. “Who else is missing besides Sanzu, Hanma and Mikey?” 

“Only them, but I wouldn't count on Mikey.” Kisaki replied calmly and poured himself some wine from the already opened bottle, then stood behind the chair at the head of the table, as if wondering whether he should take a seat or wait to be sure whether the mentioned leader would not show up at the meeting.

"Here we are." Hanma smiled broadly as he walked inside and directed his steps towards the bar, followed closely by a scowling Sanzu, who sat down next to you and took out a bottle of pills and immediately took two. “Sanzu! Let me get you something to drink, otherwise they will stick to your throat, my friend.” The thin man joked and handed the pink-haired man a glass half-filled with alcohol. 

The man muttered something incomprehensible and drank everything in one gulp. You looked at him concerned, seeing the drastic change in his mood. Something went wrong with Mikey. Something went wrong... 

“We can start. Mikey won't come.” Sanzu growled softly and Kisaki sat down at the head of the table. 

"Akashi and I initially discussed the entire situation regarding the takeover of the nightclub as part of repayment of the debt incurred by Sato and we came to the conclusion that the club remains in our hands... However, that is not why I called you here." His gray eyes were fixed on the documents he was looking through, putting three folders on one side and two others on the other. He folded his hands on the table and looked at each of you carefully. 

“The most important matter is Sato's betrayal and his failed attempt to assassinate the Bonten members, which we cannot leave unanswered.” Each of the gathered people nodded in agreement with the man. “That's why we must focus on finding him and holding him fully responsible for his actions.” 

Your eyes kept moving towards the still scowling Sanzu, who was playing with his bottle, pouring pills from one end to the other. At that moment, you would have given anything to know what was going on in his head. 

“Ran, Rindou and Sanzu, this is your task. Find Sato and bring him here to me…” Sanzu's hands stilled, but he didn't raise his head to look at Kisaki. “Or to Mikey if he expresses more interest in the matter by then.” Added the chief strategist, well aware that he had just come dangerously close to the unwritten limit of the scope of his power. 

The two Haitanis looked at each other, quietly exchanging comments. 

“You didn't mention L/n.” Kokonoi noticed. “He was in the club too…” 

“I have another task for L/n.” Kisaki interrupted him and looked in your direction, and Sanzu's head snapped towards the speaker. “He'll handle the case of the pimp who's trying to steal our girls.” 

Great... 

“Because of Mina?” You asked, looking at your glass. 

“Because of Mina.” Hanma confirmed, amused. “But only because you knew her from somewhere and there is a very high probability that you know more whores and their pimps.” 

"Absolutely." Sanzu growled, never taking his eyes off Kisaki. “L/n works directly with me!” 

“Let the dog run.” Kisaki said in a dispassionate tone, getting up from the table and taking the first folder in his hand, then handed it to Kokonoi. “L/n is capable of carrying out assigned tasks alone. You don't have to hold his hand.” 

Kokonoi busied himself with his folder and began mumbling something about financial reports as he looked through the documents. 

Kisaki took the second folder and walked over to you, placing it on the table in front of you. 

“He works directly with me and will not follow your orders, Kisaki!” Sanzu's face turned red with anger, and you looked at him, eyes widening. 

Hanma chuckled, equally surprised by the man's outburst. Tetta looked more annoyed than before. 

"Shut up!" The angry man pointed a finger at him, and you placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down. Sanzu automatically knocked it off with a sudden movement, so you grabbed his arm again and squeezed this time. 

"Calm down." You said quietly and looked at Kisaki before the pink-haired man could react. “When I finish and there is still an option... Can I join the rest?” 

Kisaki exchanged a look with Hanma and shrugged. “You'll do what you think best.” 

At these words, Sanzu didn't say anything more, he just blew through his nose, turning his eyes away from him, seething with hatred. You squeezed his arm once more and moved your hand away to grab the folder in front of you. The question arose in your mind whether Sanzu was worried about you. After all, it wasn't the first time you'd gotten a job away from him. But this was the first time you had witnessed Haru acting like this, and you weren't sure whether you should be happy about it or not. 

The shorter man handed out the remaining folders and blew a long breath through his nose. “Read the documents. I expect you to take action as soon as possible.” He looked at Hanma and frowned. “And as already mentioned, you come back here to sleep, eat and fuck whores if you feel like it, that's what they're here for.” You winced slightly at the last words. “That's all, you can go your separate ways.” 

Sanzu was the first to get up, took his folder, walked to the door with a sweeping step, which he opened so suddenly that it hit the wall with a bang. No one commented on his behavior, justifying it with his earlier meeting with Mikey. 

You stood up and pulled up your chair and the one your friend, your boss, had just been sitting in. You collected the empty glasses and placed them on the tray on the bar. 

“I'll send one of the girls to clean it up.” Hanma said to you as the rest of the party left the meeting room. “Maybe you should follow Sanzu…” 

You shook your head and bit the inside of your cheek lightly. “I'll give him another 5 minutes, maybe 10. Let him breathe a little.” 

Your interlocutor grunted and shrugged. “I was the one who suggested you for this task.” 

“I figured it out.” 

“You have all the information in the file. You have photos of several suspected pimps and personal details of our girls who reported the problem.” 

You walked up to the door with said folder in hand and nodded. "Thanks. I'll deal with it quickly.” 

“Just don't break anyone's head.” He joked as you left. “When you're sure about someone, let our guys know and they'll bring him here!” 

“Sure, fine!” You grumbled as you left the room and Hanma laughed softly. 

It's going to be fucking fun... 

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[emissaire]

welcome to college! - masterlist

꒰꒰. PAIRINGS: toman x reader x bonten

꒰꒰. WARNINGS/INCLUDES: smau, mature language, suggestive themes, crack, fluff, reverse harem, afab reader, college au, band au (will add more as the story progresses)

꒰꒰. SYNOPSIS: mitsuya jokingly invited his friends to attend a christian university together, saying they should change the way they live. since his friends are a bunch of crackheads, they went along with it, expecting long years of chaos in college. then you came along, the pretty girl who leads the chapel services every monday morning with a heavenly voice.

꒰꒰. NOTE: i made a bunch of changes to the plot and major revisions on every chapter that was posted. here's the latest masterlist ✨ also, do not take everything in this fic seriously. this is made with the intention to entertain readers and is merely for fun.

꒰꒰. CHAPTER INDEX:

( 📌 - indicates if a chapter has narration text)

( each chapter will probably contain fun facts so keep a look out for them! )

[old masterlist]

000. sterling - toman - bonten

001. mitsuya's aunt, hallelujah

002. clown to clown conversation [📌]

003. sussy baka

004. she thinks i'm cute

005. the most jealous man [📌]

006. rabid dogs

007. monday ritual

008. tba...

꒰꒰. TAGLIST: comment/send an ask if you wish to be added ♡

[sugaraddict301]

Tokyo rev help pls

So there was this one series that I forgot the name of and it was like a girl became the doctor of bonten and it was like a reverse harem sorta thing.

[blxssom-221]

Tokrev fanfic idea

Holy shit I just had a dream but now I’m hyper fixated on it which is expected of my maladaptive dreamer ass.

So, anyways Ryusei Satou is part of main TokRev plot and I have no idea what his role was tbh I think he’s just magically there💀

like he isn’t part of any gang not even Toman I think, I’m pretty sure he was just there hanging around and annoying (mostly) Chifuyu and Baji (and soon Takemitchy)

but then it turned into a harem plot where Ryusei ends up getting together with the Bonten trio + Izana + Kakucho and I’m pretty sure Kisaki and Hanma were part of that💀

Hehehehe….guess who’s now on their AO3 acc making a TokRev fix-it where Ryusei ends up unintentionally saving everyone’s lives and giving Mitchi less stress cause he’s too pretty

[macsimagines]

Thank you for your nice words! I might write some short hcs for you because it's just a small idea later on. But I'll give you some context about the gang before giving you the hcs.

The system of the gang is different and is inspired by the Turkish harem, contrary to popular belief the Turkish harem is actually a place for powerful and influential women like the ruler's female relatives, wives, and so on instead of a place for lust.

So your gang also has a harem system, where influential or talented women has a separate place from the men which a lot of gangs call the "harem". The "harem" of your gang consists of the female executives, high-ranking members, informants, basically women who brings value to the gang. Girlfriends or relatives of your gang members might get into the "harem" only if they're clever; so like if they're simply moral support they're not included in the "harem". However, girlfriends who are capable of advising, scheming, and plotting? They're in. The members of the "harem" is also respected because they're known for being able to influence the male higher ups of the gang, basically controlling the gang from the shadows so the "harem" is an exclusive place (and prettier) place for talented women. 🐦

it sounds really complicated but it's basically a gang of femme fatales is what it sounds like!

I think for the bonten or manilia timelines something like this could fit very well. And I can see a lot of the executives having their own S/O with their own skill sets in this harem of sorts.

Like maybe Kisaki has a hacker darling and Hanma has one that specializes in assassinations?

Idk this idea has a lot of potential you should see it through?

[xxsanoxx]

|•Wife Of Bonten•| Chap 3 |

/!\ DISCLAIMER /!\

Histoire de sexe-polygamie, comportement abusif,  yandere, harem inversé, dark content,  gore, brutalité, alcool, drogue sur la généralité de l'histoire !

Yandere! Exécutive Bonten x Reader

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Tokyo, Panthouse, 18H13...

Sous les ordres de Mikey, Takeomi est en charge de surveiller Kirari jusqu'à son retour. La drogue faisant encore effet sur son organisme, la jeune femme ne s'est toujours pas réveiller. Lorsque que Ran et Sanzu sont rentré avec une Kirari complétement molle, chacun de ses collègues de travail avaient passé du temps avec elle. Enfin, ''passé'' est un grand mot, ils se contentaient de la regarder dormir. Elle dort depuis un jours.

Durant ses deux derniers mois, les sept cadres exécutifs du Bonten ont passé du temps à observer la vie de Kirari dans tout les sens. Ils ont pris l'habitude de dîner tout les samedi soir dans le restaurant où elle travail. Mikey avait même demander au patron de l'établissement à se faire servir uniquement par Kirari. Les sept hommes l'adoraient de plus en plus, jusqu'à l'aimer. Ils n'avaient pas vraiment besoin d'elle pour que sa mère biologique rembourse l'argent emprunté. Comme l'avait dit Mikey, ils leurs faut une femme à eux, qu'ils pourraient garder pour toujours. Et le simple fait de stalker Kirari leurs à confirmé ses dires. Ils sont devenue accros à elle comme Sanzu est accro à la drogue.

Alors il était naturel de l'emmener de chez elle à eux. Quoi de plus normal me diriez-vous ? Ils l'aiment et c'est ce qui compte. Mais il n'est pas dit qu'elle soit intéressée.

Peut importe... se dirent-ils.

Lentement Kirari se mis à gigoter, à prendre lentement conscience. Takeomi s'éloigne du lit et s'assoie sur une chaise en face. Il ne faudrait pas qu'elle prenne peur en voyant un inconnu la scruté de si prêt. Kirari finit par se réveiller, mais reste tout de moins allongé, incapable de bouger, les muscles lourds, comme si elle venait de s'enfilé bière sur bière après un marathon.

- « Comment tu te sens ? » demande Takeomi tout en envoyant un message à son patron.

SMS MIKEY

Boss, elle est réveillé.

Kirari, ne fait que regarder l'homme qui est devant elle, le choc s'affiche sur son visage.

- « Vous... vous êtes... l'homme du restaurant. C'est vous qui êtes rentré dans mon appartement !! Vous m'avez enlevé !!

- Ce n'est pas vraiment ce qui s'est passé. Ce n'est pas moi qui me suis introduit chez toi. Je n'ai fait que conduire la voiture pour t'amener ici. »

Humff... Elle est belle, mais je sens qu'elle va me gaver avant l'arriver du patron.

- « Vous avez participez à mon enlèvement ! C'est un crime de kidnapper des gens contre leur gré !! »

Takeomi souffle d'agacement, mais ne le montre pas trop, c'est quelqu'un qui garde son calme facilement. Après ces deux mois à observer Kirari , il n'aurait jamais pensé qu'elle pouvais hausser le ton comme elle le fait si bien avec lui. Ça la rend encore plus attirante.

- « Je ne suis pas sûr que quelqu'un consentirait de se faire kidnapper. Sauf un fou complétement sénille. »

Kirari se met à rougir de honte.

Il a raison. Qu'elle idiote.

- « Et de toute façon, on a fait que suivre les ordres du patron. »

Ce qui nous arrange bien.

- « Il ne devrait pas tarder. »

Un peu plus tard la porte de la chambre s'ouvre, laissant apparaître Mikey avec un dossier en main et un doroyaki en main. D'un regard il fait comprendre à Takeomi de les laisser seuls.

Kirari est bien consciente que c'est lui patron, que ce sont sous ses ordres qu'elle a été enlevé. Mais elle ne peux s'empêché de pensé toutes ses fois où il venait dîner dans le restaurant où elle travaille.

Si je pourrais encore y travailler.

Elle le trouve absolument magnifique, même sans les vêtements couteux qu'il portait. Mais son regard sombre ne la rassure pas. Si elle savait que ce n'est pas un regard mauvais, mais de désir constant. Jamais il n'aurait pensé tomber amoureux d'une personne, ou même de ressentir un qu'onques bon sentiments.

Bon ? Je tuerais pour ces bon sentiments.

- « Bonsoir Kirari. Ça fait longtemps n'est ce pas. »

Je te sens anxieuse.

- « Heu... Bonsoir. O-oui ça fait lo... Je veux dire que. Oui ça fait longtemps que vous n'êtes pas venue au restaurant. »

Qu'est-ce que je fait ?? Un mot de travers et il pourrait me coller une balle dans la tête non ?!

- « Tu me sembles tendue, j'ai raison ?

- Non- ENFIN OUI ! Vous avez raison, mais je ne se suis pas tendue. » Elle murmure la fin de sa phrase.

Mikey la trouve mignonne à batifolé de cette façon. Il sait qu'elle a peur et il le comprend. Un chaton sans aucun moyen de défense. C'est encore plus attirant.

Mikey s'assoit sur le lit en face d'elle à une distance raisonnable. Il ne veut pas que Kirari se sente envahit ou qu'elle se sente plus en danger.

- « Ecoute moi. J'aimerais que tu me laisses parler sans interruption. Après je répondrais à toutes tes questions.

- Oui.

- Tu es Kirari Yukihira, étudiante en école supérieur d'économie et gestion. Je m'appelle Mikey. Tout le monde m'appelle Mikey, sinon c'est Manjiro Sano. Je suis le leader du Bonten. »

Les yeux de la jeune femme s'écarquille, sa respiration se coupe avant de reprendre.

Quoi ?! Le Bonten !

- « Je suis certain que tu connais notre organisation. » En vue de ton regard.

- « Sache que il ne t'arrivera aucun mal. Aucun de nous ne te veux du mal... »

On te veux rien que pour nous. Te partager n'est pas un problème Kirari.

- « Tu es ici pour un remboursement de dette. Il y quelques mois ta mère biologique ta mise en gage de remboursement. Elle nous a fait un prêt de 200 000 000 ¥. Evidement elle n'a pas les moyens de payé la totalité.

- 200 000 000 ¥ ?! C'est énorme !! »

Oups... Je ne devais pas l'interompre.

Mais Mikey ignore son commentaire.

- « Des questions ?

- ...

- Tu peux parler, je ne vais pas te manger. »

Pour l'instant. J'ai hâte de te goûter.

- « Comment elle s'appelle ?

- Minari Suzuki.

- Pourquoi elle vous a fait un emprunt ?

- Pour payer les frais médical de sa fille.

- Oh... Elle a un autre enfant ? »

T'es bien naïve.

- « Tu es sa seule fille.

- Ah. »

Mais alors, elle donne mon nom 20 ans plus tard pour sa dette... Elle qui n'a même pas pris le temps de me donner un prénom à la naissance.

Kirari est en colère, mais surtout triste. Elle sait que ça mère actuel n'est pas sa mère biologique. Mais peux importe elle l'aime, elle a toujours pris soin d'elle comme la chair de sa chair, son sang. Et même si elle ne connaît pas Minari, que c'est la première fois qu'elle entend son prénom, elle avait espéré qu'un jour elle aurait la chance de rencontrer sa génitrice..

Mais cette dette pour me « soigner » et m'utiliser comme un objet en gage de remboursement... Et elle eu la volonté de s'informé sur mon identité à l'orphelinat. C'est vraiment un coup bas.

- « Au début on te voulais que pour l'argent. Et puis peut-être se débarrassé de toi si tu devenais une gêne. Mais on a changé d'avis.

- Vous n'allez pas me tuer alors ?

- Non. »

Le visage de Mikey devient sombre, pas de colère mais de convoitise.

- « On profite de la stupidité de Minari pour te garder avec nous. Tu nous es essentiel Kirari. »

Info : 200 000 000 ¥ (environ 1 482 400 €).

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Auteur : XxSANOxX

Correctrice : Ax

Merci.

03/08/2022

[i6jwk]

pretty little thing

part one || part two || part three || part four

warnings: nsfw || degrading, praise, creampie, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, cunnalings, blow jobs, double penetration, reverse harem

part one: no warnings yet

characters: bonten x female y/n

word count (p1): 1k+

you weren’t necessarily used to the high life. you were used to doing things for yourself and by yourself. growing up wasn’t exactly ideal and you were forced to grow up pretty quickly. as much as your parents had the money, they didn’t know how to be parents.

you did what you needed to do so you could get by so being spoiled and pampered wasn’t something you expected or cared about.

your best friends all had sugar daddies and while it seemed fun, it wasn’t something you were interested in. you didn’t care how much money they got, old men? you took a hard pass

you ended up tagging along to a party with them anyway. they managed to convince you and you had been spending so much time with university and your job, going out could help ease off some of the stress.

“i’m just saying y/n, it wouldn’t hurt to live a little”

you already know what she’s implying so you just roll your eyes and reach for your drink. you had no intentions of getting drunk but you definitely needed something in your system if you were going to deal with them all night.

this club was exclusive so only very rich and wealthy people were regulars. you had heard about the owners of the place through the grapevine at school so you knew a little about them. you had also heard about bonten before so it was no surprise that the older men your friends associated themselves with, had some sort of business tie with them as well.

apart of you knew that it was dangerous. they weren’t exactly known for being friendly businessmen but as long as you stayed close to your friends and away from any vip area filled with strange men, you’d be fine and if push came to shove, you knew how to fight.

“papi says he organised a special evening for us” your friends says and you try not to gag and the nickname she has for her “lover”

“he’s already in the room, it’s upstairs” she continues and you don’t bother asking questions. you genuinely didn’t care about her “papi” who seemed to be very pretentious as you know he was from japan and definitely wasn’t hispanic at all.

you scoff and down the rest of your drink before you follow her and 2 other friends upstairs. they had their own partners who seemed to be there as well so you’d definitely be holding a candle at some point in the evening. maybe getting a little drunk wouldn’t harm anyone.

the room is beautiful. it’s hard to be mad when the interior looks expensive and very classy, which wasn’t what you expected. you were half expecting to find half naked women and men dancing and a form of entertainment..

your friend grins at you.

“pretty, isn’t it?” she asks and you nod

it takes you a moment to notice the other men in the room. it seems like they’re discussing business but they don’t look that much older than you are and well, they were definitely attractive

they all look up at the same time when a pink haired man says something and then they’re looking at you. you try not to feel awkward as you sit on an empty loveseat. the music is still playing even in the private rooms and they seem to have waitresses coming in and out offering more drinks and snacks.

“y/n, are you still good?” your friend asks and you smile

“yes” you say, “comfortable too”

she laughs before going back to shamelessly flirting with her boyfriend. you don’t say anything else and continue enjoying the comfort of the loveseat

“you alone this evening?”

you look up and there’s a very handsome man smiling down at you.

“allow me to introduce myself” he says, reaching out for your hand, “my name is ran, ran haitani”

“f/n .. l/n” you say, returning his sweet smile though you can tell there’s something hidden behind his pretty eyes and it almost has you feeling flushed, but you had a good poker face.

“would you like to join us?” he asks, “i see that your friends are … occupied”

you laugh and allow him to lead you to the other side of the room.

“this is y/n” he tells them, “pretty little thing, isn’t she?”

he introduces you to everyone and you find yourself being able to keep conversation without feeling awkward and you don’t bother putting up a façade the way your friends do around rich, powerful men.

“you came alone?” sanzu asks and you nod

“i find that hard to believe” rindou says, “your boyfriend would be an idiot to let you out on your own”

that has you laughing again. none of them are as subtle as they think they are but you’re also good at playing dumb. years of practice after growing up with pretentious parents.

“no boyfriend” you shrug, “university and work takes up most of my time”

“pretty and smart” mikey grins, though you find that his smiles never really reach his eyes. it’s a little unsettling but he doesn’t make you uncomfortable

“it must be … lonely” kakucho frowns, “being all alone i mean”

“you get used to it” you say, “i like my own space so it’s pretty convenient”

“you don’t have a roommate?” kokonoi asks and you shake your head

“i’m a little bit of a control freak” you admit, “i wouldn’t be able to stay with someone who didn’t do things the way i did”

ran laughs and cocks an eyebrow at that. this time, you try to be more subtle when you squeeze your thighs together.

“maybe you just haven’t found the right person to help you… let go of that control” mikey says, “it must be hard wanting to be in control all the time”

something about the way he says that makes you feel hot. you know what he’s implying by that and the idea of them taking all the control away from you seemed hot.. a little scary but you were adventurous.

before you could say anything, your friend came up to you

“y/n, i told papi that we’re leaving early” she smiles, “you have an early class tomorrow”

you almost forgot about that

“it was lovely to meet you all” y/n says, “thank you for the entertainment”

you miss the way ran looks at sanzu just as you’re leaving.

it definitely wouldn’t be the last time you saw any of them.

[sk3tch404]

Praying death will come knocking on my door, as I’m coughing and sneezing. I wanna die, and end all this suffering.

Hopefully u r not dead shorddy

Ahaha, nooo, dont die, ur 2 sexy

😩😩😩 - Yan Sanzu

[eetherealgoddess]

ꨄCaughtꨄ

Second part as requested!! Link below!! ♡︎♡︎♡︎

Part Two

Oneshot - Yandere Cheater Au

❦You catch your boyfriend, Sanzu cheating with the Haitani brothers❦

Sanzu Haruchiyo & Haitani Brothers x Reader

Not fully proofread

MY TR FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR, AO3, AND WATTPAD UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!

I apologize if I get any Japanese etiquette or culture wrong, I literally have to research the culture for some of my fandom stories so if anything is wrong, please excuse my ignorance.

Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture him as a black male but you can see him however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

Caught

You are on your way to your boyfriend’s penthouse to surprise him for your three year anniversary. Although you and Sanzu had already celebrated it yesterday, your gift for him didn’t come in on time, resulting in your plan to stop by and give it to him today. You both had a romantic dinner as well as finishing the night off passionately with him moaning under you as you declared your undying love for each other.

Pulling up you parked your car and walked into the doors of the lobby with the box in hand, heading into the elevator as you eyed your phone’s screen, a picture of you and your beautiful boyfriend. Once you reached your destination, you entered the unlocked door, walking into a dark living space.

Huh, he should be awake.

Your eyebrows furrow at the distant sounds of moans and rustling, recognizing your boyfriend’s voice as sweat begins to drop and your fingers begin to tremble. As you slowly walk towards the sound, you try to convince yourself that Sanzu is probably just masturbating, something you’ve walked in on occasionally, though your pretty boyfriend purposefully set it up when he knew you were coming over. What convinced you otherwise was the sound of two other voices you barely recognized, walking closer to the cracked door as you leaned against the wall to peek through.

“Good boy. Just like that.” The man you recognized as one of your boyfriend’s coworkers, Ran. The man who currently has your boyfriend’s hair tangled in his fingers, thrusting his cock inside of his mouth as he leans against the headboard. You hold back a gasp as you watch Sanzu on all fours taking his other coworker’s cock behind him, Rin thrusting so hard his hips smack against the pink haired man’s ass.

Tears threaten to pour as you watch the sight, hearing your boyfriend moaning on another man’s dick as he takes it up the ass raw, the same ass that your own cock had been in. The sight would’ve been beautiful if you hadn’t been cheated on, lied to, or betrayed. Though you’re not into sharing anyway so it would’ve never worked.

“God, you’re sucking me in so tight.” Rin hissed. “You love it when I fuck you like this, huh?” Sanzu responds with a long muffled moan, saliva and cum dripping out of his mouth as he looks up at Ran with doe eyes.

“Such a good slut for us. Dirty boy, what would Y/n think if he saw you like this?” Ran teases with a smirk as he continues his thrusting, making intense eye contact with Sanzu who responds with another loud moan before Rin smacks his ass. You could only stare with your mouth covered at the mention of your name.

“He likes it. So fucking dirty.” Rin chuckles as he accelerates his thrusts. “Tell us how much of a dirty whore you are.” He halts before bending over to grab Sanzu’s hard cock as he gives it a squeeze. Ran pulls Sanzu’s head off of his cock.

“I’m such a fucking slut! I’m a dirty whore! Keep fucking me, please! I’m so close!”

“Good boy!” Ran praises before he shoves his cock back in his mouth.

You couldn’t watch anymore, too devastated as you rushed away from the door. Before you left, you angrily punched one of the walls, resulting in a hole as well as throwing the box before you walked into the elevator.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” You slam your fist against the driver’s wheel as you make your way to your small apartment.

I knew from the beginning we wouldn’t work out. He has the looks, the money and all the men he’s surrounded by who are on his level or higher. Of course he’d be attracted to them. It all makes sense, even though it hurts.

You just thought after three years those thoughts were just insecurities. You felt nervous when you had met the Haitani Brothers who had appeared at one of your dinners and who had visited his penthouse one day when you showed up unannounced. When you had picked him up from his job that you still know nothing about, you had seen the way they all looked at each other. The memory makes you sick. If he had been longing for them then why stay with you for three years.

When you walk into your apartment, you lock the door and immediately go to your cabinets to pull out a bottle of whiskey, drinking it straight, something you normally don’t do. You went to your bedroom and covered yourself in blankets as you drank from the bottle, leaving a text to Sanzu saying, “We’re done. Have fun with your coworkers.”

You blocked his number as well as his social media, doing the same for all your mutuals considering they’re all people he knew first. You couldn’t believe how raunchy the scene was. You hadn’t even known he was into being degraded like that. Maybe you didn’t satisfy him in the way he needed, though how were you supposed to know that when he hadn’t told you. You shake your head as the bitter taste burns your throat.

How did you miss the signs? At one point he even asked what you thought about polyamory. Of course, you told him you were monogamous but that should’ve been a sign right there. Especially since it was only after the fact that he began hanging with those specific coworkers more. Even when you found clothes at his place that didn’t fit you and you honestly didn’t think it’d fit him. How long has it been going on?

Well he’s free now. He can do whatever he wants. None of it is your concern anymore. And to hell with sitting in the bed, rotting over someone who clearly didn’t love you in the way you thought. You pick yourself up, dressing in your best casual fit, as well as washing your face. You took one last shot of your whiskey before you left it on the nightstand, walking out of the apartment and heading to the nearest bar.

Luckily, it’s the weekend so the bars and clubs will be busy, music will be broad and lots of men should be out. Your plan isn’t to hook up considering how sick you feel even thinking about sex after what you saw, but to just get out of the apartment. You have plenty of time to sulk tomorrow during your hangover.

You stayed at the bar for hours, dancing drunkenly as you conversed with strangers, as well as dancing with different groups of people. A guy you met offered to help you home considering how drunk you were. When you made it back to your apartment, you both lied in your bed, offering him to stay the night against your better judgment. Fortunately the only thing you guys did was have a heated make out session before the memories of your ex boyfriend came back to bite you in the ass. Causing you to ball your eyes out as this random stranger comforted you, both of you falling asleep as you were happy to have made a new friend.

You woke up to a loud bang, your front door bursting open before a group of footsteps entered your bedroom. The guy next to you sits up as he rubs his eyes before he screams, your eyes widening when you hear a gun cocking, causing you to sit up as well to face the three intruders.

The guy hopped off the bed just in time before the bullet made contact with his chest, penetrating your headboard. Another gunshot rang as the shirtless stranger fell, rolling before hopping back up and attempting to make it to your bathroom before a bullet made contact with his stomach, his body falling with a thud.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” You yell at the intruders before hopping up and running to the bleeding man, kneeling as you use your blanket to try and help before you are yanked by the arm.

“This is your fault.” Sanzu hissed, gun still in his hand. You look at him with anger as the stranger groans in pain.

“How the fuck is this my fault? You cheated on m-! You know what, I don’t have time for this right now, I need to get him to the hospital!”

“You’re not doing shit but going to the car.” Rin says. Your eyebrows furrow.

“Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do, huh?” You growl, stepping in front of him threatenly as you shove him. He smirks before turning away, holding back considering he knows his strength. A hand grabs your shoulder as you’re turned back to your ex.

“What’s gotten into you? Let’s go to the car now.” He growls. You snatch his hands from you.

“Fuck you and fuck them too. Get the fuck out of my apartment!”

“Such a little brat.” Ran tsked before he grabs you and throws you over his shoulder. “Christ.”

“Put me down you asshole!” Your fists connect with his back as you’re forced outside, heading towards the car. When the door opens, he tosses you in.

“If you run out of this car, I will knock you out. Do you want that?” You glare in response, arms crossed.

A hand meets your face as you're forced to look at the side with wide eyes before the same hand pulls your chin to face Ran.

“Did you just slap me?”

The grip on your chin tightens, causing you to wince.

“Do you want that?” You shake your head no before he stands out of the car and closes your door, opening the passenger seat and hopping in.

“Are they taking him to the hospital?”

“They’re getting rid of the evidence.”

Your eyes widen as tears threaten to fall.

“I hate all of you.” Ran chuckles as he lights a cigarette.

Rin opens the driver’s door as Sanzu gets into the back seat, talking amongst themselves about someone named Koko contacting the cleaners. You shift your gaze to the window as you avoid eye contact with anyone. Sickness forms as well as a throbbing headache which indicates a hangover, circling your arms around your legs as you rest your head on your knees, still eyeing the window as you try not to throw up.

The ride was quiet besides the Haitani brothers conversing, Sanzu eyeing his phone as you continued to look out the window. When you made it to the penthouse, you all walked into the lobby and stood in the elevator before you made it to his living room, you attempt to hide in one of the bathrooms, but Sanzu snatched your wrist before you could make it, pulling you to the bedroom before closing the door, the Haitanis staying in the other room.

“What do you want to say?” He questions, crossing his own arms as he eyes you with a frown.

“What do you think? First you cheat on me, then you kill a guy who didn’t do anything wrong! Since when did you even have a gun? What else have you been hiding from me? Actually, nevermind. I’m going home!” You attempt to pass him only to get yanked back and shoved onto the bed. Sanzu climbs on top of you before pinning your wrists next to your head.

“You’re not leaving. I’m sorry for hurting you, but you have to get over it if this is gonna work out.” Your eyes widen as you release a laugh.

“What a bullshit apology! I guess this can’t work out because I can’t get over it so let me go!”

“Y/n, I-I need you. I need you to work this out.”

“You seemed pretty full of cock to me, I don’t see why you need me.” He glares at you before his grip tightens, causing you to yelp painfully.

“We’re going to work this out. There’s no other option.”

“So you think I’m gonna stay in a relationship with you while you’re fucking two other men? In the same bed we would share? Are you out of your mind?” You ask in disbelief. “You don’t even seem like you feel bad!”

“I don’t care what happens, you’re still mine.”

“I used to be yours before I found out you weren’t mine!” His glare softens.

“I am yours. We can be theirs together. Please!” Your eyes widen as your eyebrows furrow.

“Are you begging me to involve myself with whatever you three have going on? I-I can’t even look at you the same!” Sanzu’s eyes widen as his face morphs into a slight panic.

“Don’t say that! I’m still the same!” The tears fall out of your eyes before you can stop them.

“Not only were you getting fucked in both holes while getting off to the mention of me catching you, but you killed someone right in front of me only to call some Koko guy to clean the evidence! Who the fuck are you? I don’t even know who I was with for three fucking years!” You angrily cry out, struggling against his hold.

“Let me go!”

“No.” He whispers before lying his head on your chest, nuzzling between your neck and shoulder.

“Get off of me, Sanzu! We’re done for good!”

You flinch in pain as you feel his teeth dig into your skin, liquid oozing out. He picks himself up, staring at you with a crazed look you’ve never seen before.

“We’ll never be through! You promised!” He says before he pulls his arm back and lands a direct punch to your face. Your head faces the side as your eyes are wide open, face throbbing from the impact. You grab his wrists as both of his palms force your face to look at him.

He leans over and places his lips on yours, you not responding as you try to push him away. You know that even if you bite his lip hard, he’ll like it so you decide to move your head to the side.

“Ah lover’s quarrel.” Rin teases as he leans against the doorway with his hands in his pockets. Ran stood by the side of the bed, leaning on the post as he eyes both you and Sanzu.

“We have a mission, let the boy rest Sanzu.” Ran says with his usual smile.

Sanzu gazes at you one last time before he picks himself up and follows the Haitani’s to the doorway.

“I wouldn’t try to leave if I were you, guards are surrounding the outside area.” You're told by one of the brothers before they shut the door.

When you finish sulking, you shower as well as clean the wounds on your face and neck. You don’t bother to eat and you go to the guest’s bedroom once you're finished, the memories from when you caught them in Sanzu’s room making it less of a comfortable familiarity. Before you wrapped yourself in the blankets you drank a cup of water as well as checked the notifications on your phone, attempting to distract yourself from the death you saw today. Time passes and you drift off to a deep sleep.

You wake up to your body rocking, a new pain you’ve never felt lingering behind as the pleasure of pressure deep inside your ass causes you to cry out. The darkness of the room didn’t help your blurred vision, only the moonlight shining on the two bodies in front of you helped decipher what was going on.

The stimulation of your cock forced you to look at the pink head of hair that covered your erection, warmth engulfing your girth as your legs are held up by the hands coming from behind you. Following the bent over body in front of you, a tall figure with familiar glowing purple eyes thrusts into the ass as his hands grip the hips. Your eyes widen when realization hits, just as Rin gives a harsh thrust against your prostate.

Tears spill out as your hips move uncontrollably, overwhelmed by the stimulation coming from both ends.

“S-stop!” You yell, grabbing Sanzu’s hair before pulling him off your cock, a string of saliva and cum hanging from his mouth as you eyed his gorgeous, red face. His eyes glazed over as he moans from the grip on his head, body rocking as Ran fucks into him.

“What is th-!” He cuts you off by desperately attaching his lips to yours.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” He whispers against your lips with one hand balancing himself as he rubs your cock. You twitch in his hand as you feel Rin’s breath on your ear.

“See how sorry he is?” He questions as he grunts, shoving his cock into you as he pulls back out before thrusting back in.

“He’s being such a good boy, Y/n. How could you not forgive that pretty face?” Ran says, pulling his hips back and pushing against Sanzu, causing a moan to release from him as his head falls onto your shoulder, both of your bodies rocking as you breathe heavily.

“Th-this isn’t… hah! Isn’t okay!” You groan as your head falls back, feet dangling in the air. Sanzu’s grip accelerates as he whimpers in your ear, kissing and sucking on your neck as he continues to apologize.

“He’s still not convinced.” Rin says, motioning his head for Sanzu to kiss him. You hear the lip smacking of both men next to your ear, the pain in your chest deepening as well as your conflicted feelings of being aroused by the display.

“Show him how sorry you are.” Ran says before yanking Sanzu’s hair back. In response, he bends over obediently as he gives you his doe eyes before licking your cock, closing his lips around the head and pushing his head down, your dick hitting the back of his throat.

“Fuck!” You hissed, frustrated with the overwhelming pleasure you’re feeling from these men. One of Ran’s hands forces you to face Sanzu.

Between kisses on your cock’s head, Sanzu repeats “I love you,” before it sinks back in his throat, bobbing his head relentlessly as you couldn’t help but thrust against him. His hands grip your hips as he embraces you fucking his mouth.

“He’s so eager to please. He’s being so good to you right now, Y/n.” Ran cooed as you reach closer to your orgasm, Rin’s cock beating your prostate as you grind your hips. Sanzu grabs your hand and places it on his head as you subconsciously tighten your fingers in his hair, breathing heavily as you grind into his mouth all the while Rin’s cock rubs deeper into your walls.

“You like this, huh? Watching him get fucked while he takes your dick in his throat. You just wanted to be included, yeah?” You can hear Rin’s smirk as Ran chuckles, sweat covering his body as his face becomes darker.

“You’re a dirty boy, too. That's why you watched us for so long. Maybe you’re a slut too, yeah?” Ran grins.

You bit your lip as you shut your eyes tightly, not wanting to admit that the sight was arousing and the words they’re saying are going straight to your erection.

“It’s okay if it feels good. Embrace it, my love.” Sanzu says softly against your cock before he uses his hand to jerk you off once more, placing his mouth around the girth, bobbing at a continuous fast pace. Your body tenses as warmth covers your body.

Your body convulses as ropes of cum shoot down his throat as he caresses your thigh, thrusting your hips as you moan uncontrollably, eyes in the back of your head as you lean against Rin’s shoulder. The night continues on until they all release, you and Sanzu falling in between the brothers as you all fall asleep on Sanzu’s bed.

The next day, you woke up with a sore backside, attempting to sit up but prevented by the arm locked around you. Sanzu’s head rested on your chest as his leg and arm wrapped over you, breathing steadily as you felt the warmth from his naked body. Your arm naturally tightens around him as you always do, the sun shining through the thin curtains as you view his messy hair and pretty features. Once you remembered the night before, you felt conflicted. Yes you are very much attracted to the Haitanis as well as your ex of course, but there’s no way this could work. Not only did Sanzu cheat with them, along with nobody telling you, but no matter the pleasure you felt last night, it was forced upon you, not to mention the physical abuse.

Your grip loosens as you attempt to push him off, only for his limbs to tighten around you.

“Don’t leave me, please.” He whispers. “I need you, Y/n. Please stay with me. With us!” He looks up at you with tears falling out of his eyes.

You sigh, “Sanzu, I don’t know. It isn’t right or fair to me.” You want to forgive him. You want to stay with him. Maybe if he would’ve brought this up differently or if the Haitani’s had already been involved besides everyone sneaking behind your back then you could’ve worked something out. You can’t even trust Sanzu, how could you trust the other two?

“Please! Let’s just try it!”

“And if it doesn’t work, who are you going to choose?”

“It’s going to work!”

“So mean of you to make him choose like that, Y/n.”

You roll your eyes when the brother’s walk in shirtless. “And it wasn’t mean for you guys to fuck my boyfriend behind my back while smiling in my face. Not to mention what you did last night.” You glare at them.

They only smile in return.

“Regardless, you know where you belong so I don’t know why you’re acting like you have a choice at this point.” Rin shrugs before hopping on the bed next to you.

“We’re really just being nice at this point but what our good boy wants, our good boy gets.” A hand grabs your chin, forcing you to turn to Ran.

“And what we want, we always get.”

[fic-dumpster]

How would bonten be like meeting your family? Would they get along or not or even expose some stuff by accident?

Tbh, I think something could happen and it doesn’t go as planned. Let’s pretend for this scenario that Doe has a family… 😂 . Anyway, Anonie… sorry it’s years late but here we are trying. I just rewrote this so I’ll edit it later!

Bonten x reader

WC: 1320

TW: Fluff, revers harem, sad attempt at comedy, crackfic, fb!Mochi, gun, sappy/cliche ending, kinda uh… weird. It’s a mess.

You’ve been preparing this week’s dinner for almost two months. Arranging everyone’s schedules and thinking of ways to explain to your family how you have… more than one partner.

It’s not that you didn’t want to tell your family about them. It’s just that the subject was never brought up before and your parents weren’t so concerned about prior relationships, but what you had right now was beginning to turn into something more serious.

So, yeah. Here you are waiting for your parents and the guys to arrive. Which turned into you having to distract your parents because nobody was home besides you and they were not picking up their phones.

You left messages to each one of them with phrases like…

“Sanzu Haruchiyo! I swear to whatever is holy to you that I will have you maimed and hanged when you get home!”

or

“Mikey!!! I will put all the sweets on the highest shelves and throw all the stools away! See how you’ll manage! And no boobs!”

or

“Kakucho? Baby? Please pick up… I’m worried.”

Well, you were fuming and trying your best to pretend everything was in order. Until you heard the door open and steps closing in. Finally someone!

But all your relief flew out of the window when you saw none other than Mochizuki Kanji walking towards you with a big smile on his face.

Oh, hell no… they were so dead. Each and every one of them was so dead.

“Honey!” You visibly tensed as you heard Mochi’s boisterous voice greet you like that.

“Mo-Mochi! Ho-honey!” And so playing along it was.

You were actually grateful at the end of the night. Mochi was such a great guy. You would have cried if you didn’t have to act too. He treated your family so nicely and your parents loved him.

Mochi had your dad enchanted with his baseball and stock market talk. Then your mom was so in love with him too. No complaints at the end. On the contrary, they were so proud of you for finally finding such a wonderful person.

As happy as you were for a successful dinner. You were internationally seething.

Once your parents left and the house was cleaned. You arched your eyebrow and directed an inquisitive look at Mochi.

“So?” You asked after a while.

“Something happened… I know, I know.” Mochi dragged his hands over his face and sighed. “You have every right to be mad, but let me ex—“

Just then, the sound of the door unlocking alerted you of their arrival, and multiple footsteps followed to confirm the quantity.

In a flash you had Mochi’s gun in hand, the poor man panicking after you and not even the devil himself could stop you now.

“Are any of you injured to the point of being at death’s door? Are you all alive and kicking?” You asked in a solemn voice. “Well?”

“We–we’re good…” said Kokonoi who was the closest to you watched a very worried Mochi stand behind you and shake his head in silence. Was he warning them not to do what?

“Good,” and with that, you pulled the gun that was too big for your hand.

A bunch of screams and alarmed voices came in from the seven men standing at your entrance.

“Baby— wait! Baby!”

“We– it’s not– Y/N!”

“Woah! Woah! Woah!”

“Y/N, put that down before you hurt yourself.”

So you took the safety off which earned you more screams and Sanzu hid behind Kokonoi, Rindou took cover in Ran’s back and Mikey was lost in the tumult of panicking men.

“Mochi why did you give her your gun!?!” Takeomi asked as he harshly pushed against the door by Sanzu trying to get as far away as possible from the barrel of your gun.

“I didn’t! She took it!”

“This is your fault!” Ran blamed it all on Sanzu. “You taught her how to use one! We were against it!”

“Shut up! All of you!” They all went quite deadly fast. “I had dinner with my boyfriend!” As you spoke, you moved the gun at each one of them and they all jumped back scared it would go off. Even Mikey was eyeing your shaking hand like a hawk. “So I don’t know who you all are! Go away!”

Again, you pointed the gun, they jumped and they also crushed Takeomi against the door for the tenth time. While the other screamed, Takeomi was grunting in pain at this point.

“Can we explain?” Kakucho asked with his hands up to show he surrendered.

“And you are?” You saw hurt flash in Kakucho’s eyes once your words were out, but you needed to stand your ground. They had done it this time. “Sure, explain unknown man.”

“But please can you put the gun down?” Kokonoi was sweating buckets from the way you waved the gun everywhere.

“I’m not gonna—“ and just like that it went off against the wall where the Haitani brothers stood. You heard Rindou screaming and Ran cursing every color of the rainbow.

You crossed eyes with each one of them and threw them a sheepish smile.

“Sorry, maybe I should put it down…” putting the safety back on, you handed it back to Mochi with a second apology in tow.

With your attention back to the group in your entrance you saw Rindou having a… moment…

“Oh my God! I almost died! Raaan! I saw my life flash through my eyes!” Rindou was crouched down hugging his brother’s leg. Said brother had a tired face on… like this was a common occurrence.

“Sanzu, this is your fault too,” Kokonoi added to the

“How is it my fault?!” Sanzu exclaimed with indignation and fury.

This calmed down after a bit. Reluctantly, you let them in and sat down to explain. You heard their excuses, the emergency at work and called bullshit until Mikey spoke last.

“We were scared.” He began with his signature seriousness and almost sad eyes. “Look at us. We aren’t the guys you take home to meet your mother.” As he kept talking, you saw how one by one they all turned their eyes away, sour looks and empty faces. One after another. “Mochi at least has the looks to pass as a normal civilian.”

You nodded, understanding where they were coming from. Pink, purple and white hair… tattoos all over their bodies… and scars… your heart broke for them. But your fury wasn’t gone just yet.

“And you think I care? You think I care what they think?” You stood up and walked over to Mikey, holding his shoulders tightly as you spoke. “If anyone, even my own family, speaks ill of any of you, I would have thrown them out. And never looked back. Understood? I… I have my own life here… a family… that we built together.”

Even if you wanted to add more to your speech, you weren’t able to. An avalanche of bodies suddenly rained down on you and the next thing Mikey saw was a cluster of bodies on his feet.

You could barely breathe under Rindou’s arm and probably Sanzu’s leg. Kakucho and Kokonoi tried to wrench them away but it was fruitless. Both were moaning and crying about the family they built with you. Ran facepalmed at his younger brother’s behavior but smiled nonetheless.

“Wait, where’s Takeomi?” You asked having not heard the man in a while.

“Here!” Everyone saw the eldest Bonten member at the kitchen counter with a first aid kit. “I’m just patching myself up.”

“But you said you weren’t injured?” You said from the floor and in between two sobbing men.

“I wasn’t…” Takeomi winced as he applied a bit more ointment. “yeah, having six people push you against a door was awful. 0/10 would not recommend.”

Meanwhile, Mochi cried in a corner as he saw his family happy together.

[soubi122]

The Artist and Her Canvases - PT 18

BontenxReader, no minors, violence, suggestive material/situations, smut, light fluff, blood, murder, mentions/use of illegal substances, mentions/use of illegal activity.

Part 18 - Just Desserts

Ever since the incident with Sanzu, you weren't allowed to tag along with them during meetings anymore. They would always go in pairs now to avoid any potential kidnappings or backstabs. A few months had passed, things were cooling down though they were still cautious around others and of course cautious with you. You were now able to join Kokonoi on a formal dinner with a gang that was overseen by Bonten, they managed the bars and prostitutes that occupied their bars. It was their quarterly meeting, this would usually be attended to by Kokonoi and Mikey but after being home for months - you begged them to allow you to go. Mikey was leery of letting you go due to how things ended up at the last financial meeting you attended (Chapter 8). Though Kokonoi was excited to take you along for this specific meeting, he had something up his sleeve. You almost didn’t make it to dinner, Kokonoi’s wardrobe choice had the rest of Bonten fighting to keep you home. A short satin slip with a plunging neckline and a body chain adorned your figure - it peeked out from under the slip. Those lucky enough to take your slip off tonight would get to see it in all its glory. It gave you almost an ethereal glow. 

On the drive to the dinner, you were helping Kokonoi go over a few documents that were to be discussed. “You’ll be ok with other women being there, right?” Koko’s question made you tilt your head in confusion. “Why wouldn’t I be?” He smirked and placed his hand on your lap, lightly squeezing your thigh. Almost as if he was trying to reassure you - for what, you had no idea.

When you arrived, you were greeted by the hostess who was simply wearing a sparkly thong, a sparkly bra and stilettos. “Koko! It’s so good to see you, we missed you!” The hostess pretty much shoved you out of her way to wrap herself around him and press her fake tits to his chest. You smirked. This is the game we’re playing today, huh? You think to yourself. The hostess gave you a side eye as she released him from her embrace. “I missed you too, you’re looking as lovely as ever.” Kokonoi replied, making her giggle and blush. “This is (Y/N), she is my guest today, so please be sure to take good care of her.” She nodded and began to guide you to a private room where this dinner was supposed to take place. “Here you are, enjoy!” The moment she turned around to walk away, you heard her mutter under her breath. “Tramp…” You just smiled back at her. Kill them with kindness - she’ll get hers soon enough. 

As you waited at the table with Kokonoi, multiple women swung by and greeted him with hugs and kisses to the cheek. They were all wearing skimpy outfits or no clothing at all - just a thong and nipple tassels. They kept calling him ‘daddy’, ‘babe’, and all other things in between. Most of them would just ignore you or just look at you up and down, almost as if you weren’t good enough to sit next to him. Some got a little too bold and sat on his lap. It didn’t bother you, it was part of their job to try and get major tips but this was starting to look a little on purpose now. “Is this what you meant by other women?” You laugh and nudge him with your elbow. The smirk on his face gave you chills - he knew exactly what he was doing and was waiting for you to show signs of jealousy. Several minutes of this passed and you were still as cool as a cucumber. He wanted to see you lose your composure but you preoccupied yourself with the documents in front of you. If you are the first to flinch, you lose. 

Finally, the guests arrived and they bowed to Kokonoi. However, the moment their eyes landed on your figure, they couldn’t help but lick their lips. Their attention gave you an idea. You reached for a handshake from the guests, greeting them with a warm and coy smile. The men who shook your hand were spellbound. Some were so bold as to kiss your hand, almost as if you were - dare I say, a Princess... Your cute giggle and blushing face had Kokonoi regretting bringing you here. He didn’t like the looks the men had on their faces, they were devouring you with their eyes. Jealousy was something Kokonoi never felt before but today you made it blossom inside him. Your flirtatious smile had the men around the table swooning. Throughout dinner he would place his hand on your thigh and lightly squeeze it when he would catch you making eye contact with the other men, almost warning you.

Once the dinner was over, they began discussing their operations, income and expenses. Being self employed once, you were familiar with how most of the expense reports were laid out. The attention to detail had Kokonoi questioning whether to keep you as eye candy or to assist with financial meetings in the future. You leaned your elbows on the table - making your cleavage catch all the men’s attention. They couldn’t even pay attention to the almost naked women around them, which had the hostess and other girls fumming. Kokonoi had to clear his throat multiple times to get the men’s attention back to their discussion. Another woman swung by Kokonoi’s left side and began trying to catch his attention by cupping his face and making him turn his head in her direction. You leaned in to whisper in his ear. “Ask for the detailed expense reports for the women that work under them. Something seems off - their expenses are kind of high. The men might be mooching off the merchandise and pleasing themselves while spending the groups’ money.” Your hand palmed his cock under the table, snatching the attention back and you softly giggled at his member twitching in your hands. “Good girl, I'll make sure to reward you when we get home.” Kokonoi said as you pressed a kiss on his cheek. Of course, she muttered under their breath loud enough for you to hear as she walked away, “Bitch…”

As you straightened yourself out on the chair, one of the women carrying a tray of drinks ‘accidently’ spilled a drink on your lap - staining the satin slip dress you were wearing. “Oh my goodness! I’m so sorry dollface.” The smirk on her face almost made you punch her but you held it together. “No worries, Koko can always get me a new one.” The woman scoffed but soon replaced the discontent look on her face when she noticed that the stains were bleeding through the material. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom and see if the water can dilute the stain a bit.” You said while making your way to the bathroom. On the outside, it didn’t look like you were bothered at all. The men at the table were super impressed with how polite you were at handling the situation. “How much for that sweet little thing you got there? She’s foreign, right?” One of the men asked Kokonoi as soon as you stepped out of the room. “I don’t think Mikey wouldn’t appreciate you trying to take our woman. ” Saying Mikey’s name made the men freeze in place. They didn’t know you were Bonten’s prized possession. 

In the bathroom stall, you tried dabbing the stain with some tissue but the stains were not letting up. Even if you rinsed the material in the sink and used the hand dryer - the stain would still be there. Soon you hear the door swing open and the voices of a couple of women a few feet away from you. “Ugh, that fucking skank. I thought she would have reacted and made a fool out of herself in front of Koko. She must be sucking his dick for cash, there’s no way he’d get her that designer slip without getting something in return!” You recognized the voice as the hostess’s. They were truly trying to fuck with you the entire time, when you weren’t taking their bait, they decided to try push you a little farther - hence the spilled drink. “Who is she anyways? I’ve never seen her around and the boys haven’t been back here in months.” So this is where they frequented before they met you. You wondered how many entertained themselves with one of them. The thought made you a little bitter on the inside, but then again, they were free before you came along. “Koko never spent that much money on us combined. She must be fucking him for sure. I wonder if she’s tried to snake her way around the rest…Ran probably made use of her.” You almost snorted from laughter at their conversation. If they only knew…

You heard the bathroom door swing open again and a male’s voice said lazily. “Break time is over bitches - get back to work.” They groaned and walked out of the bathroom. You stepped out of the stall to look at your dress and couldn’t help but feel a little defeated at them successfully ruining a dress that they knew was expensive. It was a cute dress that you were excited to wear since it was the first time you’ve been able to step out of your condo. Fine…I’ll bite. You think to yourself.

All heads turned your direction as you walked out of the bathroom, multiple jaws were on the floor. The women gasped and the hostess was about to lose her shit. When you entered the private room where the dinner was held, the men at the table almost fell out of their chairs. Kokonoi was confused as to why everyone was staring in one single direction - that is until he turned around and saw you. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets. You were in only your lingerie, the body chain and heels. The dress was in your hands and you were walking towards the table without a care in the world with your heels clicking on the marble floors. “I couldn’t save the dress and ended up making it worse. So I figured I’d blend in with the rest of the women here.” The pout on your face had him palming himself under the table. He couldn’t form a sentence quick enough. “You’re not mad at me are you Koko?” You sat on his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck. The bulge in his dress pants made a shiver run down your spine. 

You outshined the rest of the women here with your curves, thighs and smile. “Now then gentlemen, I believe we were in the middle of discussing the expense report?” They couldn’t even speak, let alone move - they were bewitched by you. “Where can we get one like her? Seriously…she’s fucking beautiful.” One of them said as he eyed you up and down while you went over the expense reports and shifted on Koko’s lap. You squirmed a bit, purposely grinding on him and his breath hitched, your ass was positioned perfectly between his legs and you felt the hardened member twitch. “Oh my, the expenses look quite high compared to the last quarter’s - don’t you think, querido?” His body shuddered at your honey coated words, taking over the meeting so boldly like this almost made him get on his knees for you. “Mind explaining?” You asked them coyly, almost bearing your fangs at them. However, they didn’t answer - they only adjusted their collars and cocked an eyebrow at you. Why was a plaything asking questions that Bonten’s executive and financial advisor should be asking? “She asked you a question, ignoring her would be like disrespecting Mikey…” Kokonoi said as he leaned back on his chair and rested his chin on his palm. 

You stood up and walked around the room, lightly running your hands through their scalps - asking the same question. Only this time they responded, stuttering over their words and sweating as you leaned in to gently blow in the shell of their ears. Not only because of Kokonoi’s words, but your seductive touch and teasing had them on edge. You were getting a kick out of seeing them crumble beneath you, the power you held in the room was second to none. Their explanations confirmed your suspicions. You had them fix their mistakes and warned them of the consequences if Sanzu attends the next dinner. However, Kokonoi’s patience was growing thin from just watching you walk around touching other men. Sullying your hands with these insignificant subordinates had him clenching his jaw and balling up his fists under the table. Your eyes would meet his every now and then as you walked around the table, his piercing eyes never left you - it’s the same look he had on his face when he took you to subspace. It was making pools of honey between your legs. The closer you got to the end of the table where Kokonoi was, had you biting your lip and panting ever so softly. You were vexing him and knew what was coming, or better yet - who was going to cum.

“Gentlemen, this meeting is now adjourned.” Kokonoi said as you finally finished making your way around the table. The men vacated the room, leaving you and Koko all alone. Your bottom lip quivered with anticipation as his hands guided your body to stand in front of him. “Sit…” His tone was icy. 

You did exactly as you were told but the power trip had you lean back and spread your legs open for him. “You didn’t get to order dessert.” Your siren-like voice and glistening folds had him salivating, you were so wet that he didn’t even need to tease you. He scooted closer to the table and removed your panties, kissing your inner thighs and slowly diving into your honeypot. He hummed into your skin, sending vibrations to your core. You gasp as he slid his tongue along your slit, lapping your every melliferous drop. His slender fingers spread your folds open for him to suck and lick your puffy clit. He couldn’t wait to have you creaming on his tongue. The throbbing from his cock was beginning to be too much to handle.

Soon he freed his cock from the confinement of his pants and began to stroke it, matching his pace with his tongue and his left hand gripped the fat of your thigh. “F-Fuck…” Kokonoi moaned and you could hear the skin slapping from beneath you. He was fucking his fist at this point. The door to the private room opened and in the doorway stood the hostess. She was shocked at the scene in front of her, what she could never achieve was on full display by a woman she couldn’t even hold a candle to. “Mmm, tell me - who do you belong to?” You asked Kokonoi as you ran your hand through your hair. “Y-you, (Y/N).” He moaned and continued to eat you out on the table as if it were his last meal. “Did you hear that? He’s mine…” Your turned to look at the hostess and gave her the most egoistic smile. She huffed and stormed out, slamming the door behind her - making you laugh. God you sounded so malicious, it made Koko’s coil snap. 

Thick white ribbons coated the marble floors. This was the first time one of them came first, they always put your pleasure above everything else but today - you made a mess out of Kokonoi. He needed a minute to regain his composure and to catch his breath. “Now everyone here will know that you’re mine and mine alone…” You began to stand, putting your panties back on - not even bothering to put the slip back on. “So you were jealous?” He asked while wrapping his arms around your waist and nipping at the crook of your neck. “I still won though.” The satisfaction you got from this had you grinning from ear to ear, you were on top of the world now and no other woman would be able to take your place.

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[rozcdust]

bonten x reader where reader is essentially their emotional support human when things get too stressful and they just take care of the boys 💝💝💝

[xxsanoxx]

MASTERLIST

Tokyo Revengers

|•Wife Of Bonten•|

Chapitre 1 - Chapitre 2 - Chapitre 3 - Chapitre 4 (bientôt/coming soon)

Reblog Tokyo Revengers

|•Bonten's Princess | Baby trapping•|

Chapitre 1 - Chapitre 2

|•Yandere! Bonten Mikey x Reader•|

|•When You Find Out They Baby Trapped You•| (Bonten! Mikey / Izana / Kisaki)

|•Bonten's Princess | Yander Bonten Father Mikey x Daughter Reader•|

|•Fragile | Yander Tokyo Revenger•|

[yandereloversblog]

What about Bonten but sort of in a harem situation :0? Do you do that? Cuz I'm really curious about the general dynamic

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚢𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝙶𝚊𝚗𝚐

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: 𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚢𝚘 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 "𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢" 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚘, 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚢𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚞, 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒, 𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚞 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒, 𝙷𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙺𝚘𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚒, 𝙺𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘, 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚘𝚖𝚒 𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒, 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒 𝙼𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚞𝚔𝚒

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 , 𝚄𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚎𝚝, 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚛, 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎-𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2530

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Of course I do harems, have you seen my wattpad stories?... I mean they're pretty dry rn but they're harem related.

Let's get one thing out of the way first: Mikey will always place number 1, he's your top priority. If you want something, like to go outside, you go and ask Mikey first. If you genuinely want cuddles Mikey should be your first choice if he's there. Sure maybe one of the other executives found you first, but if Mikey falls for you too that's that; he's number 1, number 2 and 3 are the privileges for the others.

You're not allowed to breath most of the times, Sanzu's overbearing personality and Kakucho's over protectiveness suffocate you to death, Mikey is his own breed as he never tears his eyes off you, even to blink! Though Kakucho's leniency for your happiness cancels some of Sanzu's strict rules and scolding.

Ran and Rindou are always there to provide some sort of activity for you, they make sure you never stay in one place too long. Mochi is like scary dog privileges together with Kakucho, they're your unofficial bodyguards that are on watch 24/7 whenever you go out. But they're a duo that actually let's you have fun and let your leash loose.

Koko and Takeomi are a nice break, they usually just let you just hang around while they work yet they're also the most demanding. Koko always wanting you to wear what he buys and Takeomi just wanting your attention and affection at all cost.

They shower you in gifts, affection basically everything but freedom. A negative is that their hugs are always so tight, your clothes and diet are controlled by them, their kisses always linger for too long, you're always marked with something whether be it clothes, collars or hickeys, not to mention having to deal with the punishments that befall you when you deny them something -depending on the person-

'So how did we come to this.' You thought to yourself, actually, it was hard to even think with the atmosphere in the room. It was suppose to be a normal meeting between the executives and they let you attend because you all were going to go home right after yet Sanzu, like a dumbass, started a brag about how you were Bonten's precious gem, then he said "Now you just need the tattoo." Like you were an animal that was ready to be branded... Everyone assumed Mikey would choose the place where your tattoo was suppose to be, then Mikey presented them with the gasoline to start the fire:

"Wherever they want."

Then they started to argue, yeah that's right, the executives didn't ASK you where you wanted the tattoo. You weren't allowed to pick it as they would be picking for you.

"Can't I choose it?" You sighed out, a little irritated, all eyes turned to you and there was no sound made for a few seconds before Ran lightly laughed at your suggestion "Darling, don't be ridiculous, this is an important decision. You can't just choose it by yourself." And Koko followed suit with a few words of his own "Exactly, it needs to be meaningful. So sit there and let us handle it for you.."

Unfortunately you were sat on Mikey's lap, you didn't want to know what would happen if you just got up and walked away.

Then they started throwing verbal insults and suggesting places they liked the tattoo to be on.

"They should get one on the front of their neck like us! It's a very visible place and everyone can tell at a glance who they belong to." Rindou scoffed in annoyance, glaring at Sanzu who sat right infront of him, the pink haired male stood up and slammed his hands on the table "Fuck off Rindou! They should match with me! I'm the one who's keeping them in check while you and Ran might as well get [Y/N] lost one of these days because of how much you like to run around!"

"Hate to say it but Sanzu is right, if I wasn't with them last time we went out you two would've lost [Y/N] in the alleyways in the middle of the night." Mochi added with a scoff, rolling his eyes "Shows how much you care about them..." Kakucho mumbled to himself in a growl, mismatched eyes narrowing to glare at the two brothers.

"The fuck did you just say!? You're talking like [Y/N] has a blast around you when instead they seem miserable as soon as you enter the room!" Now Rindou stood up, only thing holding him back from punching one of the three was Ran having a light grip on his arm and pulling Rindou to sit down again, yet the older brother's whimsical smile was strained from the annoying accusations "Why don't we relax? [Y/N] doesn't need to have their tattoo on the same exact place as ours." Ran's carefree smile stretched to a light smirk, swiftly changing the subject "Why don't we make them get it on their thigh hmm?~ Maybe inner thigh specifically." Now Rindou, Mochi and Sanzu both stood quiet as they imagined that.

"Or their lower back, that'd be a nice sight as well." Takeomi joined in with a dark chuckle "Or their chest right in the middle." Mochi added in and Kakucho immediately was at attention on that "Maybe on the left side."

"Oh so it can be in the same place as yours huh!?"

"Sanzu, shut the fuck up." Koko sighed in annoyances "... I hate to say it, but while I do like Ran's, Takeomi's and Kanji's ideas, you do realize the tattoo artist would have to see them take their shirt and pants off." The long white haired male explained and had the others dumbfounded for a few seconds "... Maybe we can give them the tattoo ourselves then." Mochi suggested and Rindou, shaking his brother's hand off, immediately stood up and walked off.

"And where are you going?" Sanzu snarled and followed after him "Gonna search up a wiki how on how to do a tattoo." Before Rindou could even touch the doorknob Sanzu grabbed him by the back of the shirt, tugging at his hair on the process and dragged him back.

"No you won't! I will!"

"Bitch go right ahead! Your dumbass wouldn't even know how to if you tried learning it for a year!"

"Sanzu let my brother go."

"And what are you going to do if I don't!? Just stand there stupidly like Mochi and Kakucho do!?"

"Oh so you want your ass to get beaten today huh you pink bitch!?"

"You ain't gonna do shit Mochi!"

"Rindou stop whining over your stretched blazer, I can smell it's cheapness from here so there won't be a problem when you get another one."

"Yeah, cheap like the hairspray you use."

"Rindou what have I told you about bullying the less fortunate?"

"... Oh so you want to do this today huh? Say goodbye to your salaries."

"Hey- Why'd you do that for!?"

"You think I wouldn't notice because of the children fighting? You're not allowed to smoke when you're in the same room with [Y/N]."

You sighed softly once somehow the argument turned into a heated fight yet again, Sanzu was now fighting with Mochi, Ran and Rindou were getting their allowance cut by Koko and Kakucho had walked over to Takeomi and slapped his whole pack of cigarettes out of his hands because Takeomi wasn't allowed to smoke infront of you this entire month, the two scarred man death staring each other. It was scary, at this point you were just waiting for one of them to pull out a weapon and start shooting like last time.

You squirmed uncomfortably on Mikey's lap, the Bonten leader having hid his face on the back of your neck and through the entire argument he kept gently kissing at it.

Maybe Mikey found the fights amusing as he continued to let it happen everytime, especially to such a childish degree when you were here like he thought they'd entertain you. You heard an annoyed click of the tongue once you uncomfortably shifted yet again and Mikey sighed, finally leaning straight and looking at everyone "Enough."

And they immediately stopped. Sitting back down on their previous seats. All attention on you and Mikey.

Mikey then leaned to the side and made you look at him "Where do you want your tattoo angel?"

Now you thought you'd have a choice. But not really. It was clear by how Mikey had been kissing the same place the entire meeting ever since Sanzu mentioned the tattoo, lips lingering on the back of your neck as a few hickeys were made when everyone started fighting.

"On the same place as yours..." You answered back with a small smile, forcing your lips to tug into a bigger smile when Mikey placed his head on your shoulder. A pleased smile on the leader's face as well, eyes staring at his executives and daring them to say a word.

Your relationship with the executives noticeably changes when everyone is involved. Ran and Rindou can't punish, tease or be strict with you whenever they want, Mochi and Kakucho can't be as affectionate as usually, Koko and Takeomi can't demand too much and Sanzu can't act or do with you as he pleases because deep down he places you above himself since you're fully Mikey's property.

All because Mikey is in the picture, holding them to a level he deems fair by his standards, able to take or give privileges when it comes to you simply depending on his mood.

"It's decided then."

However, this dynamic can change the more you accept them. These men aren't stupid, they know damn well who they are and what their standing is in the underworld; at the top.

So when they see that you are actually afraid of them they are desperate enough to take control over that fear to keep you from running away.

However if you're NOT scared of them and genuinely enjoy their presence/love them and whatnot it will be a different story -basically have Stockholm Syndrome-

"[Y/N]~" Until the moment was ruined by a certain purple haired male, Ran wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer to him, Rindou in front of you and blocking Mochi from sight "We came back from our trip and look what we got you!" The younger Haitani grinned as he held up a pretty jewelry set up, a few bags hanging from his arms and you could only assume there were more gifts.

"Oh." A slight gasp left your lips when seeing the clear box "For me?" You glanced at Mochi with a surprised smile and he immediately nodded "When you went out last time I saw you staring at them." Mochi grinned as he handed you the sweet delicacy from the fancy shop "How'd you figure that out?" You giggled, happily placing them on the counter and completely ignoring or missing the indication how Mochi knew about that when you were alone despite them all being away "Let's eat them together after dinner!" But you turned to look at him with such a bright smile that had his heart pulsating "Of co-"

But your eyes shifted back to Rindou and you smiled "Thank you, but nevermind that, did you have fun in your trip?" Your sweet giggle had the boy's face heating up as he nodded, he was about to say something before Mochi interrupted him "Oi, don't butt in." "Quit being annoying, I'm just showing her the gifts!"

You giggled helplessly at the bickering before feeling Ran nuzzle his face onto your hair "Come on, pay attention to me too~" Ran let out a pleased hum when you hugged him back, kissing your forehead just for you then to be ripped away from him. Ran's smile was etched on his face but the look on his eyes was cold as he glanced at Kakucho who stole you away.

"Let them breath, you've just come back and you're already overwhelming them." The scarred man glared sternly at Ran, his hands on your shoulders. Kakucho's grip on you tightened a little before he let you go "Are you alright?"

"Enough of this bullshit. Quit wasting their time." And just like before you were stolen away yet again. Sanzu placing you to sit on the couch and immediately sitting next to you, throwing an arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer to his chest "Did you feel lonely without us?~" Sanzu's lips stretched into a grin as he awated your obvious answer.

"I'm fine Kaku-chan, you always worry so much~" You lightly teased the scarred man with a grin and lifted your hand up to pinch his cheek, Kakucho let you, and his usual stiff expression melted into a soft smile by your touch "It's you, I can't help but worry darling-"

Playing dumb you hummed and tilted your head "Hmm... Did I?~" The question caused Sanzu to flinch and glare at you, you reaching up to playfully pinch his cheeks, making Sanzu grumble and pout in annoyance "Obviously not." Takeomi mumbled as he sat on your other side "That would mean I didn't miss you either Omi."

Takeomi turned to stare at you and sighed seeing your smile "My bad." You giggled and playfully threw both your arms around their necks, hugging them close. The brothers glaring at eachother while laying their heads on your chest "Of course I was lonely without you! I was just teasing~"

"Well you gotta stop teasing like that." You lifted your head up to see Koko looking down at you, his white hair tickling the side of your face from how close he had leaned down to look at you "I really didn't mean it though." You huffed, to which Koko couldn't help but to lean down further and kiss your forehead.

"Koko, that's not fair! I wanted to kiss them too!"

"[Y/N] let me go! I wanna kill him-"

"And lose that position? Go ahead, I'll have 'em all to myself."

"I told you to quit fighting so loudly..."

They all stopped once seeing Mikey had entered the room as well, silence overcame the previous fighting as Mikey walked towards you, Sanzu and Takeomi.

"Move." Mikey ordered the two, eye lids lowering to an annoyed glare which caused Takeomi and Sanzu to quickly stand up and remove their hands from you. Mikey then turned his stare at you and you smiled back at him, ignoring the light blood soaking his clothes "Welcome back Manjiro~" You opened you arms and without hesitation Mikey gave into your embrace. Sitting next to you to where his thigh touched your thigh, hugging your waist with his head lying on your shoulder.

His face tilting to make contact with your neck as he nuzzled and gently kissed just above the collar wrapped around your neck "We left for quite a while, sorry." You nodded, reaching up to pet him and kiss his head "It's alright, as long as you weren't hurt and are here now."

Mikey stood quiet, only cuddling you before a grin appeared on his face, his face having heated up to a bright pink.

The leader of Bonten always has to say the last words.

"You're so sweet~ no wonder we love you, angel~"