#casino!karamatsu

[skullw1ne]

i've haven't talked about (or drawn) kaado-shi (casino) in a while...maybe i should...

[thebardisabird]

NSFW continuation of this post here:

The gap was finally closed, with the affluent bachelor sealing his lips over yours in a searing kiss. All of your resolve was stunned to stillness, shock and surprise being the only things to occupy your headspace. His tongue slid across your bottom lip, and when you didn’t part your lips fast enough, the fingers locking in your hair did it for you. The kiss snapped you back to reality, but the moan you let out when his slick appendage came to dance around your own had melted you into the beginnings of desire. Karamatsu slid an arm behind your back and suddenly the room was spinning. Within seconds you were splayed out over the lap of the second son, thighs stretched open by his own; enough for your skirt to have ridden up at a wildly immodest height. Embarrassed by your sudden splay of skin, your fingers tried to busy themselves with pulling the garment back down, but the hands that caught yours had stilled your movements. Questions upon questions rattled in your mind and yet you could bring yourself to bring none of them to your lips. Karamatsu smoothed fine leather up the expanse of your exposed thighs, settling finally at your hips. You were hoisted higher up in his lap, allowing him to adjust his angle and release your lips. The sudden movement had you latching your arms around his neck - a reaction that slid a smirk on his face. “Sir please,” came your sheepish whine, “What are we…” you couldn’t even bring yourself to finish the question. Gripping your hips a bit tighter now, Karamatsu rolled you hard over his lap. Sheer, solid, friction slid hot and heavy between the juncture of your thighs - and your fate was coming into clarity a little more now. A blush was evident on your face at this point; your mind screamed at you to say something, but the words were dying in your throat with even the simplest of his touches. He leaned forward as he rolled you toward him once more where his lips were busy, determined to map your neck in kisses. You were heating up fast. Your nails dug into the shoulders of his button down, so desperate to suppress any noise he was intent on pulling from you. The flat of his tongue slid over your collarbone before he bit down on the junction of your neck and shoulder - this rightfully made you yelp. Karamatsu’s breath fanned hotly over the cooling saliva on your skin, and it made you realize he was also succumbing to the same heat you were. Raspy and low, Karamatsu rumbled, “I told you before, didn’t I?” This time he paid your barely clothed sex another stroke of friction, “I’m done playing cat and mouse, mon cher.” Your eyes snapped shut when his lips returned to your neck, paying the tender flesh an exchange of heated kisses and pointed nibbles. In the midst of your slow descent to passion, you failed to feel the nimble fingers at your blouse. A quick tug had buttons and fine linen tearing wide open. You’d have screamed at the suddenness had his mouth not closed over yours to swallow it. Cool air wisped over your warmed flesh in a flash, leaving you shuddering briefly before the man. Thankfully you needn’t worry about that for much longer as his hand snaked behind you to pull your chest closer to his face. “You’ve no idea how long I’ve waited for this, wanted this,” said he, hungry eyes drinking in how deliciously your tits sat in the lace garment, “You’ve eluded me too long, flower.” A kiss pressed to your cheek, “You think you’re invincible.” A kiss pressed to your jaw, “So willing to deny me at every step behind the safety of your work.” A kiss pressed to your collarbone, “But now look at you…” His hands dug just under the wiring on your bra, effectively lifting your supple flesh out of the cups and spilling in full display in front of the man. He licked his lips, a hand cupping your breast and savoring the weight of it in his palm. Chestnut eyes hooked your flushed gaze once more as he purred out, “Heh, I’ll tame you yet, my fiery minx.” With his mouth enclosed around the sensitive bud of your nipple, it was then you could hold your whines no longer. Hands slid over your ass, restarting the ministrations of him grinding his clothed length across your heat. “Mr Maahhh!tsunoo” the need evident in your cry, your fingers now digging into his dark locks. Briefly he lapped at your nipple, tongue lithely circling around the delicate bud and gently taking it between his teeth. The sharp snap of pain went straight to your pussy, and you couldn’t help but tighten the grip of your thighs on him. At the rate he was electrifying your body - you wouldn’t last long. Karamatsu relinquished your chest with a soft pop, running his tongue over his lips once more and grinning like he’d just licked a bowl of ambrosia clean. With some show of strength you were lifted off of his lap and placed carefully on your back. Soft clanking rang in your ears - the sound, you recognized, was him unbuckling his pants. Deciding to reclaim your spine if only for a moment, you slid your thumbs under the waistband of your panties and discarded the fabric without much cognizance. Your thighs welcomed him now, a fire being lit deep in your belly by the man above you. Time was not to be wasted, which is why Karamatsu didn’t bother removing his own vest and button down - all he needed was to free himself enough to give you exactly what you needed. An arm was laid carefully next to your head, allowing the raven debonair to hold himself upright over you. He grasped his cock, groaning at how painfully hard he was in his palm. You drew in a breath, preparing yourself for your final undoing, but he stopped just before you. The heat of his length right up against you made the anticipated shudder in your spine palpable. “I want you to understand two things,” his deep voice cut the heavy air, “One…you will call me Karamatsu from here on. I won’t hear you refer to me as anything else.” You bit your lip at that; the implications that that statement alone held such a heavy weight over your head. Professionalism was crumbling at mach speeds with this encounter, and you leaving this room knowing that you were to refer to who was essentially a man with great authority over you by his first name was the key to completely demolishing your work relationship. Your eyes flitted in the direction of his bar, “But…K…Karamatsu, sir…” One of his hands found their way to your cheek, pulling your attention to the sincere, impassioned countenance he held. He ignored your plea as he continued,  “Two: I know what this means, flower - I know it changes everything for you…” you watched his eyes darken with an ardor that seared you inside, “But I will let no one else have you, do you understand me?” The wave of warmth that washed down your entire body pulled any semblance of a response right out of you; the best you could give him was a simple nod. Leather traced the plush of your lips, “...Good.” And that was the last of your warning before he kissed you hard, simultaneously slipping inside you in one thrust. Virginity was a far cry away from you at this time in your life, but the torrid stretch from his cock filling you burned so good. You mewled into his mouth, your hands finding purchase at his back. Muscles stretched and pulled under your fingertips as his hips established a rhythm against your own: Slow. Hard. Deep. It astounded you how quickly bliss was brought to you in the form of being fucked so intensely - Karamatsu tangling the fingers of his left hand carefully in your locks - his right, wrapping behind your back to hold you in place. His powerful grip and the way he fed your body pleasure thrust for thrust told you exactly how he planned to take and take and take - but his words in your ear were far more gentle, “Goddd, you don’t know what you do to me,” he growled, choosing to pant heavily into the crook of your neck, “I’ve wanted you since day one, fuck,” his hold on you tightened, Karamatsu driving into you faster now, “A thing of beauty like yoohhh shitshitshit - I had to have you.” You were dizzy in ecstasy, desire causing your pussy to clamp down on him at his confessions - you were sure you were going to set aflame any moment now. Instinctively your back arched, pushing yourself even that more closer to him, nipples rubbing harshly against the fabrics of his vest. Lips pressed hard into your pulse point, your whimpers and moans dripping in wanton lust as Karamatsu sheathed himself into you with repeated fervor. The coiling in your belly was winding ever tighter, your toes curling, voice teetering into another octave. This had your lover groaning in graveled tones, “That’s it, mon amour, come undone” Karamatsu dragged your body down onto his own, fucking you even deeper, “Give nghh, g-give it all to me.” You would have no time to react, your entire body seizing with an explosion of white hot heat, his name an unwavering mantra of babbled speech flying off your lips. The nails in his back gripped Karamatsu impossibly tight, and he would reward your hold with one more devastating kiss. Your senses were wrapped up in him: the heat of his mouth, the flex of his back under your hands, the smell of him mixed with the scent of sex in the air and the ever still stroking of his cock locked heavy inside you. Wobbling tears brimmed at your lashes, the overstimulation of his persistent thrusts starting to set in. As soon as he parted from your lips you sobbed out in a licentious plea, “Karamatsuuu” That would be enough to send him over the edge. In a loud broken moan, Karamatsu’s hips stilled, with him bottoming out inside you. He spilled hot and fast, a sensation that pulled a shaky moan from you. It would take some time before he untangled himself from you, but that would not leave you without him. Instead Karamatsu pulled you down to lay you on top of him, his arm coming around you to keep you close. The steady beats of his heart brought you comfort as your body hummed post orgasm, though your mind was still plagued with some uncertainties. You were sure you would be able to ask questions later, but for now, you were content laying with him like this. “So…” came Karamatsu’s tired voice, hoarse with overuse, “Perhaps we should renegotiate your workplace, hm?” You looked up at him, initially surprised, but then realizing you’ve had this same conversation with him a thousand times already. A short huff followed by your coy smile, “In your dreams, Karamatsu.” He matched your smirk, “There’s my spitfire,” and he pressed a kiss to the top of your head, “Heh, worth a shot at least.” You were his now either way.

[bennyluvin]

was doin an aggie w a pal, heres my side of freaks

[tismtron]

Could i request for the matsunos sextuples to react to obsessive Reader asking them "do You think you'll kill for me one day?" Like lana del rey's song "i want it all" hehehe

“Yes, of course I will my Darling.”

This was giving Mafia au so I was going to make based off them to make it more exciting. And it’s one of my favorite aus.

(Only warning for suggested murder)

Reader-afab she/her pronouns NOT PROOF READ YET

The Don Matsuno was known for being a lot of things. Prideful, Solipsistic, Vulgar, Comical, Egotistical, the list goes on. To sum up how he works in one word would be Direct. Everything about him can be seen as straightforward as he prefers to make orders clear enough to not mess up.

To his lover, His wife, to you, are well familiar with his work and how he can be. One of the reasons why you fell in love with him. Hell you love a lot about him. You catch yourself wearing his signature color red more often to his parties and meetings you are allowed to attend. The smell of his cigars he smokes lingers in his clothes makes you yearn for him when he’s away. One night when you were getting ready for on of his parties celebrating another successful business reap from his families casino and drug trafficking. You sat at your vanity mirror putting on your makeup when Osomatsu leaned on your shared bedroom doorframe. You glanced over at your husband who’s dressed to the nines in a formal black suit and blood red overcoat. You still find it funny how you still obsess over him like a crush even when you two are married.

Your mind began to wonder, does he feel the same way towards you? You were so close to him that you are in close touch with the rest of his family. But a small voice inside you makes you think his love may be superficial. He’s killed people. In the early start of his family business he did with his own hands. Now as the Don he can just send his men and grunts to take care of that for him. Would he kill for you?

“Would you kill for me one day?”

It just slipped out of your red lipstick glossed lips like it was a normal question.

He paused his moments while he lit a cigar, peering at you before putting the said cigar to his tongue.

“Of course.” He now strides to where you sat, making sure to keep eye contact with you through the mirror.

“You would?” Your voice still soft but clear. Searching for earnest truth his voice. Osomatsu puts his arms on either side of yours so hes caging you in his chest. “I would kill someone myself with nothing but my own hands for you. You are my world, my wife.”

Being the right hand man in a mass mafia organization is not a clean nor easy job to have. He’s the second most powerful man in his families business, following out the Dons orders and organizing the workers and grunts to do their respective jobs. You his spouse are allowed to be aware of what he does by the blessing of his mother. He’s very good at his job and goes above and beyond to protect you from any harm that does inevitably come with this business. But what really made you fall head over heels was how he tried his best to make sure you know that you’re loved. Karamatsu will take you on expensive fancy dinner dates when he’s off work. He will always have room for you in his schedule no matter what. You asked him the question when you were finished with patching up his wounds from today’s job. He had to supervise a couple trade transactions with only one getting out of hand.”you would ever Kill for me one day?” You asked while he was staring at his bandaged hand, now shifting up to meet your gaze. “Yes of course would my darling. What would make you think I wouldn’t my turtle dove?” His corny nicknames made you swoon at how he’s such a hopeless romantic. “I’d kill god himself for you my dear.”

The strategist coordinates all the money laundering and heists. Tracking the amount of money that goes in and out of the bank and each trade the family makes and spends. You do wake up at night to see him crunching numbers at three in the morning and have to usher him back to bed. You do see the stress in his eyes when his other brothers don’t take him serious unless it’s about the next mission. You two were at a party hosted by the Don with alliances and family. You were trying to find him in the crowd before spotting him at the balcony on his phone and a cigarette perched to his lips.

“Room for one more?” You joked as you poked you head out the door.

“Always.” He sighs with a smile realizing it’s you. A puff of smoke leaving his lips as you fix his tie.

“You know at a party you’re not supposed to be working.” You eyed his phone that was tracking there opposition that’s currently on the other side of the ocean.

“I guess you’re right.” He gives in before putting his phone away in his pocket.

The both you spent the night dancing and conversing with the other guests at the party. When you two were taking the limo back is when you asked him. “Would you kill for me if you had to?” His eyes go wide for a second. Feeling this question being unprompted. “You’re always worried about your work. I just don’t know if you would put in the same effort for me sometimes.” You look out the window when you say this. Not seeing the hurt in his face.

”Of course I would kill for you. dont ever think that I wouldn’t.” He grabs your hand and interlocks it with his, grabbing you chin with his finger so you’d make eye contact with him.

“I’m sorry for being so busy i promise I’ll do anything for you.”

When your spouse the Executioner of his families mafia business you get used to his suits being stained with blood in the laundry hamper.

He’s cold and rough to everyone, including to some of his family, but you get to see the hidden parts of him most don’t get to see. And you know you’ve worked hard to get to that point with him. And he’s worked hard to trust you, not just with himself but also with his family, his work, his life. You brought up the question you met up with him while he fed his tiger in the cellar. The same cellar he kept hustling tools and supplies. You leaned your head on his shoulder as he gave the last of the human arm to the tiger. His jaws crushing down of the tender bone with a crunch like it was nothing.

“Would you kill for me if you had to?”

Your eyes still at the feasting tiger while ichimatsu pressed a kiss on your scalp.

“I do this everyday.” He’s not mad, you can tell in his gruff tone he’s just tired.

“I know baby.” You hummed taking his arm in yours to drag him upstairs to get ready for bed. As you got under the covers of the bed he sat of the bed in his boxers. His back was covered in elaborate ink markings from the big tattoo he got. All of his brothers including him get a massive and detailed body tattoos to signify their roles and their status. Atop the back tattoo that’s marked his skin are scars and old bullet wounds. Some you remember patching up for him.”I’d kill anyone for even looking at you. you know that right?”his voice is gravely and tone stern. You hummed in response to signal that you do know. You reach out your hand to paw at the empty space of the bed. He huffed and shuffled close to you under the sheets. His big arms wrapped around your waist. His nose softly grazing the nape of your neck. “I love you. You know that right?” He murmured, his breath hitting the back of your ear. “I love you too.” You turn to him and softly kiss his temple. He softly grunts in response,

Falling asleep with you in his arms.

The muscle of the Matsuno Family Mafia jyushimatsu is feared by many. Mainly for his inhuman, unnatural strength and big never changing smile in his face. Usually with the executioner or Second hand man as a body guard. as many others know him for breaking bones with an empty smile on his face accompanied with a thousand yard stare, to you he’s your loving sweet husband. With him you don’t even have to ask. You’ve seen him crush some man’s skull with one hand one night because the skeez slipped a hand up your dress. Jyushimatsu looked to you after and said.”you want ice cream? I know a wonderful place far from here.”

The influence. Like the Strategist, the influence takes care of business with a technological advantage. Todomatsu wipes the social media of there’s identities and crimes. Promotes the family casino and keeps up with events and functions of the family business. While also keeping tabs on rival mafias, mobs, and gangs. Like Osomatsu, ge used to get his own hands dirty when they were starting out. Because of this of this he became well knowledgeable with a gun. You his wife ask him the question when he had the day off. You two spent the whole day spoiling each other in new clothes and window shopping. At nightfall you were both had face masks on and watched brain rotting reality tv. You sometimes still find it hard this guy is a mafia boss when he has a hamster face mask and laughing his ass off at the tv. You felt dumb feeling insecure while comfortable in your lavish blankets and having a cold penguin face mask on. But your just want to know.

“Would you kill for me?”

His eyes that were glued to the television now wide eyed at you, his cackling happy expression immediately gone.

“I’m sorry I ruined the moment-“

You immediately fall back on your words feeling embarrassed.

“No no no you didn’t you just caught me off guard.” He reached for your hand to intertwine your fingers together.

“Did something happened what brought this up?” You love that he cares so much.

“No! Not really. I don’t know really just curious.” You lie like you haven’t thought about this before. Would he get his hands dirty for you? He knows this question was one that was haunting you. Todo moved closer to you and peels your face mask off, the air cold on your face.

“Of course I will my darling.” He says with compassion, though his face mask takes away from the serious moment. You peel off his face mask and kissed him sweetly.

Let’s fucking gooo sorry for taking so long I’m fist fighting a hurricane and college

[mallowkey]

#百派繚乱ワンドロワンライバトル

Theme: Tears

Set: Casino Karamatsu (+ Ichimatsu)

A beautiful sight that'd make a grown man cry

[choropilled]

entertaining my autism by assigning each brother dbd hook charms. giving myself the rule that i cant use any of the pride flags.

osomatsu: the milk carton has a horse on it, casino machine, bloodweb for color + connections.. you know. to others.

karamatsu: dendrite cluster for color (deep blue), rose, ashy slashy bc karamatsu has his vibes + I didnt like anything else for him

choromatsu: sharkbitten surfboard (the green fits, also makes me think of the akuma surfers), remote controlled frog (frog), trickster concert ticket (he's an idol, idol ticket. none of the other charms really rep this as well. alternatively i could put one of the lightsticks but neither feel right)

ichimatsu: raven heart (ichimatsu reminds me of corvids), caged heart (his delicate heart), black cat (obvious)

jyushimatsu: pineapple (...it's out of place. he is all over the place. if i had the pineapple drink cup it'd be that one), auric cell (color, also microcurrency so ill say ref to the crypto. idk), chimera ( dude none of these charms really fit jyushi enough .... this felt weird enough to fit as best i could)

todomatsu: pride bird (i didnt ban myself from the bird. also idk i feel like he would like it), the phone (it's. twitter. so...), jiwoon photocard (pushing it, but this is mostly for the finger heart)

[ridermatsu]

Some ososan art from the past month because I was in. A mOOD lmao.

First is Tabimatsu Casino!Ichi because he lives rent free in my mind, the second is my shitty ososan self insert who i ship with ichi because OF COURSE, and the last 2 are based on tweets from zaimokupng!!!

[loveedwardlevaincois]

“Hope you are ready~”

[belladeens]

Doodlesssssszzzz

[fluffybrann]

- ♥ & ♠

[teasalad]

AT with a friend!

[bcatbcat-blog]

CASINO!

[eminya02]

one color

[osograve]

Local Loser Becomes Self-Aware

[rikowalker]

finally reached the 2 million 😍😍😍😍😍😍

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