#hinawa x reader smut

[nkogneatho]

I wanna talk about Lt. Hinawa from company 8 that has a gun play fetish. The fact that he likes to see you choke on his Glock, drool spilling down your chin, or when after a fire he’ll take the muzzle bringing teasing your clit through your panties all the while he says Latom before he rips them off and fucks you with it to get you ready for him…

I was fangirling for him in episode 21. LIKE EXVUSE ME SIR YOU ARE SO FINE. The eay he was so witty even after such a long fight, FUCK.

Cw: gunplay, DARK CONTENT.

And most definitely he is into gunplay. He is a sadist. His eyes are quick to realise that having his glock in your mouth isn't threatening you. It's turning you on. And he should stop, right? But he doesn't. He just pushes is further til' you gag. The taste of metal with a hint of gunowder mixes with your saliva. You instinctively drool because your brain alerts you to not swallow the now bitter, metallic saliva. Hinawa watches as the spit travels down your jaw and he is aching hard doen there. Seems like he found a new entertainment source.

[hoeneypirate]

Figure it Out pt 8 smutty smut time

Hinawa x fem!reader.

SFW Parts 1-7 on @honeypirate

Look I don’t know if this good at all. I hope it is. I’m so nervous to post lol. Anyway if it’s terrible you didn’t read it and this never happened

It’s been a week since you made it official and filed the paperwork. Your team all laughing, making your cheeks flush since they all already knew. Obi collected his winnings from the bet they made and you and Hinawa both shot him a glare causing him to laugh. “Bet on what you know you can win” is all he says with a shrug.

You were taking it slow with him, because yes your ribs still hurt a little, but also because you wanted to do this right. Sure you’ve both been with other people before, old relationships or drunk mistakes, but this was something you both wanted to do right. But sleeping next to him at night was getting rough, you couldn’t sleep well anymore.

now it has been another week and youre beginning to get restless (read: extremely horny) and you’re beginning to think that maybe he wasnt interested in you sexually. Your ribs felt almost fine! And he still hasn’t touched you!

You’re sitting on the rooftop with your knees pulled under your chin, biting your lip and worrying. You need to talk to him about this but you feel so nervous, you don’t want him to think you’re pressuring him or anything. You want it to be natural. But god damn taking care of yourself just isn’t cutting it anymore. You couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like for him to touch you, to slowly undress you and kiss every inch of your-

“Why do I always find you up here?” You laugh a little stiffly, like he caught you doing something wrong, like he would somehow know you were thinking impure thoughts about him. “What can I say? I like the view” he sits beside you and takes your hand in his, kissing your knuckles like usual and ending butterflies to your stomach. You thought about his slowly lips kissing you elsewhere and felt your cheeks heat up.

“Take’?” You whisper, your voice trembling and nervous. He looks over to you with his eyebrows furrowed “what’s wrong?” He knows something is, he can feel your palm sweating and can practically feel your nerves flow into him. “Do you..” you clear your throat and pull your hand from his, bringing them to hide your face, making sure your lips were free so you could be heard so you wouldn’t have to repeat yourself “do you think I’m attractive, sexually?” You say, quietly but he heard you nonetheless.

He waits for a moment before a laugh escapes his throat, your worry turns to annoyance and anger to cover how hurt you felt with him laughing at you. You feel tears burn your eyes as you press your palms to the ground, rushing to try to leave but the moment he sees your face he’s quiet and reaching out for you, pulling you to his chest.

“I’m sorry” he whispered as you gripped his chest but with those words you stopped fighting him. “I didn’t mean to laugh. You just caught me off guard with your absurd question” you humph into him, it wasn’t absurd. It was a normal question. “Okay okay. It wasn’t absurd. But come on y/n. I love you. I love you with my whole being. Why wouldn’t I find you sexually attractive?” You lean back and look into his eyes, he sees the hurt and the fear there and it makes his heart crack. He didn’t even know he was making you feel this way “then why won’t you ever try and make a move? What am I supposed to think? God Takehisa I’m going crazy here. I sleep beside you at night in just your shirt and you don’t touch me. I see you and I know how fucking delicious you are and I’m so fucking h-“ your eyes widen and you stop talking. He’s smiling, a knowing look in his eye as he cups your cheeks, wiping away the stray frustrated tears. “I love you so much he says and you blush. “I love-“ he gives you a look that says let me finish and you pout, making him kiss you softly and continue “I’m sorry” he whispers “If you could know what has run through my head when I see you, when you sleep beside me, when you kiss me and straddle me. Fuck baby girl. You drive me wild. I think we just have some miscommunication here. Now princess,” you feel your skin begin to tingle and your blood rush between your thighs as you unintentionally squeeze them together at his use of the word princess “oh we like that did we?” He raises an eyebrow and you nod slowly, your face flushing “now, princess, finish your sentence” he was so commanding and the look of lust in his eyes made you weak “I’m so goddamn horny. I’m so frustrated.” He kisses you softly and then leans into your ear “baby girl, you never told me your ribs were better. I didn’t know you weren’t in pain anymore” you whimper softly and he feels his cock twitch.

Again. The goddamn moment was ruined by Maki. But this time she just opened the door and yelled since she knew of your relationship “dinner is ready!” Then the door slams closed and you sigh as you press your forehead against his shoulder.

You decide to tease him some before you left the rooftop, you had a few minutes so why not? You move your body so you weren’t just leaning against him and now we’re straddling one of his thighs. You lean forward and kiss his cheek, reaching up to hold his face as you kissed sloppily and sweetly on and around his lips as he sighs and shudders against you, his hands gripping your hips.

“Takehisa” you whisper breathlessly into his ear and he gets the goosebumps, his cock straining against his boxers already rock hard. “Fuck Kitten” he mumbles, panting against your lips “let’s go get dinner then” you say in a teasing manner before more sloppy kisses. He growls deep in his chest as nips at your bottom lip. You chuckle and pull back to gently bite his ear lobe before whispering “do you want me?” He grips your chin and pulls your face back to him, kissing you hungrily, his tongue slipping past your lips as he kisses you deeply. “Yes” he says panting pulling back to look into your needy blown eyes “I need you” you whimper against his lips and he moves then, like he finally knew what to do. He swiftly pulls you to his arms and carries you swiftly to his bedroom.

He sets you gently in the bed, the walk to his room was quick, avoiding everyone easily and he came to his senses a little more as he took a knee in front of you. Reaching up he cups your cheek softly “my pretty girl” he whispers and you smile, your heart was so full.

You kiss his palm and run your fingers theough his hair. He smiles softly up at you, looking at you like you’re an angel. He takes your hand and kisses your knuckles “We don’t have to do anything if you’re uncomfortable or in pain” he mumbles as he kisses your fingertips. You reach out and brush his cheek as he closes his eyes, leaning into your touch. “Takehisa if you don’t fuck me im going to lose my mind” you whisper and he turns, swiftly capturing your lips with his own. He cupped your cheek, his large hand soft and gentle as it moved to grab a fist of your hair. You reach out and slip your fingers underneath the hem of his shirt, making him moan softly when your fingers touch the skin on his sides. You smile against his kisses, his tongue reaching out to lick your top lip as you slide your fingers up his sides, pushing his shirt up high. He breaks away to pull it over his head and you sigh softly, taking in his form in the light of the soft lamp. You bite your knuckle with a blush and a grin, he chuckles softly and tucks your hair behind your ear. “Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?” You whisper and he gasps into a shocked chuckle “no I don’t believe they have” you move to kneel on the bed, running your fingers up his stomach and chest before leaning down, kissing and licking up the side of his neck to his ear “beautiful” you whisper before licking a slow stripe on the edge of his ear making him shudder.

He reaches up, taking a soft hold on your chin and guiding your face to meet his, he looks into your eyes for a moment before smiling and pressing his lips to yours in a slow and heated kiss. Heat pulsed out of your body, your skin tingling, panting against him as his fingers traced up your spine as he took your shirt off. You shivered from the cool air, sending goosebumps across your arms.

He pulls back and looks down at you, sure he’s seen you when he patched you up but he never let himself admire or pay attention. But now, now he wants to see you, he needs to admire and pay attention. His fingers trace from your fingers against his chest to your shoulder, your skin tingling in their wake, and you blush. “I’ve never known anything with more beauty than what I am looking at right now” he whispers as he cups your cheeks making your breath hitch as your stomach flips. You lean forward and pull his face down to yours, kissing him hard as you pull his back down to the bed.

Laying on your back with him above you you wrap your legs around his waist as you reach behind you, unhooking your bra and sliding it slowly down your arms. “Fuck” falls from his lips as he looks down at you, his cock straining against his boxers and jeans. You cover your face with your hands and he laughs, reaching out to move them away he leans down to kiss you “you’re perfect kitten” he whispers against your lips before kissing you one more time and then moving down, kissing your neck and left shoulder down until his breath fanned against your hardened nipples. You sighed softly and it turned into a moan when his lips wrapped around the nub. His fingers reach up to play with your other as his tongue swipes around your sensitive nub. His name falling your lips between moans, your fingers in his hair, gently pulling when his teeth bite down. You grind against him, feeling how hard he was under his jeans and gasping at the size.

His hand reaches down, slipping beneath your cotton shorts and resting against the top of your panties. He pulls up and looks into your eyes, his pupils blown as he gives you a soft kiss “do you still -.” You moan and pull him back down to a kiss that was probably a little too sloppy “Lieutenant” you say in a commanding tone and he smirks “I love you. Thank you for being through about making sure that I want this. But I swear to god if you don’t touch me soon I’m gonna take care of it myself” he chuckles softly at your words but the look in his eyes makes you soak your panties. Hungry, needy, fully of love and desire for you.

“I’ve been wanting this for so long. I need you.” He all but growls and you groan, his fingers pushing under your panties, his middle fingers sliding through your folds and you moan together when he connects with your drenched core. “You’re so wet for me princess. I’m so proud.” He moans against your neck as his fingers move up and down through your folds, just barely missing the spot you needed.

His teeth connect with your skin and you moan “please” you whisper and he moans “please what princess? Tell me” he leans up to look into your eyes again and you claw at his chest “please make me cum, Sir” you whisper and he kisses you hard, his fingers hitting your clit making you moan into his mouth. His fingers expertly twisted around your clit, slowly increasing the pressure until your fingers dig into his shoulders “please please can I.. I need” your voice is breathy and trembly as you reach your end. he presses his forehead into yours, his fingers retreating from your panties making you groan and him chuckle. “I want to taste you when you cum” he whispers and you feel your walls clench as you drip into your panties

He pulls back and undoes his jeans, you go to take off your bottoms but he stops you “no. I want to” you blush but nod and watch as he unzips his jeans and pushes them down his legs leaving him in his red boxers. His cock was straining against the thin fabric leaving nothing to your imagination. You moan as you feel yourself dripping even more. “I’ve seen you look at cake this way” he says and you laugh with a smile as you look up at him, pure love and desire in your eyes. “you have not! I know for a fact I’ve never wanted a piece of cake to fuck me” he growls and kneels on the bed,l between your legs. He kisses between your breasts as he twists your nipples in his hands, soft whimpers falling from your lips. He moves down slowly, leaving a trail of kisses before he’s unbuttoning and slowly unzipping your jeans. He looks up into your eyes as he pulls down your jeans and undies slowly, tossing them to the side.

He sighs softly with a little smile as he takes you in, naked, beautiful on his bed. His hands run through his hair as he takes off his glasses which were already smudged to hell. He kneels by your feet as he looks up your body, admiring every aspect until his eyes meet yours “y/n” he whispers but it comes out like a growl. You smile softly and wink at him and he smirks, leaning down to kiss you. This kiss was different than the last, it conveyed all of the love he feels for you.

You pull him down so you can kiss and suck across his neck “Please” you whisper in his ear and he groans “tell me sweet girl” his hand grips your hip and you moan into his ear “please make me cum” he moans when you bite his neck.

His lips travel down your chest, licking your right nipple before continuing further down, he placed a kiss on each hip before slowly spreading your legs, groaning at the sight of your slick dripping through your folds. His cock twitches as he runs his two middle fingers through your folds. He brings his fingers to your lips and you open your mouth hungrily licking them clean “good girl” he says as he leans down, kissing and biting along your thigh, leaving small hickies before finally slowly licking through your folds.

Your hands tug on his hair making him moan against you, his hot tongue licking and sucking your clit. The sounds you were making were like music to his ears, he’s never heard anything more delicious. His two middle fingers circle your entrance making you sigh and whimper as they slowly enter you. “Fuck fuck yes please” you mutter as he curls then and begins to pump at the perfect pace. Your nerves begin to coil as tingles flood your body, familiar eurphoris builds as you tease your nipples “please please sir can I cum?” He chuckles and kisses your clit softly “cum for me princess” he mumbles before sucking your clit and hitting that perfect spot with his fingers has your whole body trembling as the cord snaps.

Strings of curses and thank yous fall from your lips as you twitch against his tongue as he slowly licks across your clit lazily as you ride your high. “Kiss me” you whisper through your pants and he crawls up to you and smashes his lips to yours, your tongue wraps around his and you taste yourself in his tongue. your legs wrap around his waist, pressing against his bulge making him moan against your mouth as you rub your slit against his hard cock, he can feel your wet soaking through his boxers. “Fuck Me” you mumble against his lips and he moans again and kisses you hungrily.

“Can I?” You ask as he pulls back to pull off his boxers. He blushes, he actually blushes as his chin still shines with your slick. How beautiful he was. He nods slowly and you rise, dropping to your knees in front of him, looking up at him through your long lashes. He feels like he is in heaven, the girl he’s in love with loves him back. Your breath catches as you gasp, his boxers pulled down his knees and his cock springing up, long and thick, a vein down either side, you knew it was big but actually seeing it was different. You moan and your mouth waters as you lick your lips “can I..” you look up into his eyes from his gleaming tip and he groans as he reaches out to cup your cheek as he guides you to his cock.

He moans as your tongue wraps around his head, you lick down the side as you look up at him and he bites his lip as he moans “your mouth feels so good princess you’re treat me so well” you moan and take him as deep as you can, his tip hitting the back of your throat and your hands around what won’t fit. “Fuuck shit” he mumbles as he ruts into your mouth you nod against him and his hand is tightening in his hair as he fucks into your mouth, you moan around his length and he moans before pulling out. “you’re breathtaking” he says and he leans down to kiss you, sloppy and spitty before he’s picking you up into his arms and sitting you in his lap, your legs straddling him as you lick and bite across his shoulder

“Are you ready?” He whispers as he drags his cock head through your dripping folds “fuck me Takehisa” you mumble against his neck and he groans as slides his cock through your folds once more then presses into you. You gasp when the head enters you, a delightful pain from the stretch that burned slightly. He gives you a moment to adjust before he’s guiding your hips farther down. You bite his shoulder and moan as your ass hits his thighs, his cock deep inside you and stretching you out perfectly.

“Fuck princess, you’re so tight” he pants and you whine and kiss his neck “so full. You’re so big” he kisses the side of your head as you wait to adjust to his size “you’re doing so good princess. Taking me so well. You’re so hot and tight. So perfect. My perfect princess” he mumbles against your head and you moan, your fingers digging into his shoulder as you begin to move your hips against his.

He brings your lips to his as he begins to fuck up into you, his grip tight against your hips and you wouldn’t be surprised if you found bruises later. You move you knees farther up as you push him down to his back and gasp into his mouth as he begins to hit that perfect spongy spot. His arms wrap around your back as he hugs your sweaty chest to his own, he fucks harder up into you and faster as you feel that cord tighten, heat and tingles pulsing through your veins. “I’m so close” you moan and run your fingers up his sides and across his ribs you couldn’t quite move with his tight hold around your ribs but you needed to have your hands on him as much as you can

“Wait for me princess” he growls and you nod as you whimper, the short cut hair on his chest pressed to yours rubbed against your nipples adding to the sensations he was putting you through. “Please!” You moan and he stops, an action that he hates himself for to lean down to your ear “please what princess?” He growls into your ear and you groan as your fingers scratch down his chest “please sir” you whine and he kisses the side of your head softly “that’s my girl” he says before he resumes bucking his hips up into your cunt, fucking up into you with renewed speed as the sounds of him inside of you filling the room “cum for me princess” he demands against your lips and you feel the cord snap, your body responding immediately as your cunt squeezes his cock as you cum, harder than you ever had alone. You whimper and shudder in his arms, he can feel every tremor rack your body and it makes his cock strain as he gets to his peak. “Cum inside of me. Please ” you mumble between whimpers, your eyes rolling into your head as you feel his hot cum hit your walls, his moans and whimpers right in your ear for you to hear. Both if you mumbling I love yous into the other's skin.

He stays within you as you lay there catching your breath. His fingers attacking up and down your spine. “How are you feeling?” He asks and you laugh “I feel amazing. Thank you” you say as you lean up against his chest. He cups your cheek “I love you” he whispers and you blush “I love you too���.

You feel empty when he finally pulls out, feeling weird about how you wish he was back inside of you already. He chuckles at your frown “what’s that about?” He asks and your cheeks flush in embarrassment “I just feel so empty now” he laughs and kisses your cheek “you’re perfect” he whispers and you laugh as he holds out his hand to you, pulling you to stand with him.

“Should we head to dinner?” You say with a chuckle and he smiles “maybe we should get cleaned up first” he says and kisses your lips softly “and then maybe after dinner we can have round two” he whispers against your ear and you giggle, goosebumps running up your back.

[mrskurono]

(1/2) This is a mix of thirst & request. Just thinking of virgin! Hinawa’s first time with the reader as you guide him through. Starting him off with kissing, enjoying him gasp & groan against your lips as your hand runs over the bulge in his pants. Next guiding his fingers to your pussy, teaching him how to play with your clit as your jerk him off. Teasing Hinawa by asking if the way your playing with his cock is similar to how he does when fantasizing about this moment.

a/n: CORRUPTING THE UNCORRUPTABLE IS THE BEST THING EVER

type: headcanons (’m sorry my brain isn’t working for fic lengths) tags: fem!Reader, dom!Reader, corruption kink, virgin!Hinawa, mentions of masturbation, vaginal sex & unprotected sex character(s): Hinawa Takehisa (fire force)

Doesn’t matter if you’re both in your late 20s or even early 30s

Hinawa is a virgin and you’re gonna change that

This man is a switch without knowing it and if you make it to third base with him then he has heavy sub leaning tendencies 

Frankly Hinawa has no idea about any of it except for “maintenance” and that’s it

He jerks off, infrequently, at best

But once you come into his life, Hinawa realizes he needs to revaluate those priorities 

Not about to jump into sex, he is also not above taking it slower than slow and then going home with the scent of your perfume still in his nose while he grips his cock and fucks his fist to the sparse ideas of sex he drudges up from his mind and vividly thinks of you during it all

Sex isn’t off the table either because if you want him, Hinawa wants to give you just that

So when you finally have him for the first time it becomes very obvious this is more than just a first for your relationship

An entire first for him

Take it slow but take the lead and this man dies

From the way you grab his hips to pull him into you for sloppy kisses, to the way you move your body against his and mumble sweet praise into his ear to assure him things are perfect

“You feel how warm I am against your? You do that to me.”  “You make me just as wet, I can show you exactly what to do love.”   “Let me take care of you Takehisa.”

He’s reduced to a nodding, non verbal mess with a cock that is staining his boxers and leaking like none other

Play with him until he’s going to burst

Bring him to the edge with every part of your body

Your hands, your tits, your mouth, over indulge him the first time and Hinawa is gonna be hooked on you

Man has stamina but it plays against him

“Look how hard you still are? Where were you hiding this?”

Cum sticky between your fingers, cum streaked across your chest and cum gulped down your throat and Hinawa is still throbbing for you

He’s such a good boy <3

Make sure to ask him if you want him to take his virginity. With the intimacy of your lips ghosting his and grinding your cunt over his cock

He’ll undoubtedly say yes but it just makes him that much more hot and bothered by the scrapes of control you give him

Of course you’re gonna take his first time

Of course you’re gonna fuck yourself on his cock until he feels what a proper orgasm is

Of course you’re gonna hungrily take every last drop of his first creampie in your pussy without hesitation as you milk him with slowing strokes and grinding down on him so Hinawa seeds your deepest parts for his very first time

Of course you’re gonna watch him cum undone for you and only you know

And of course, you’re gonna let him think it’s all his idea <3

[mvttsvn]

Just started watching fire force and I can’t believe I haven’t seen a single fic writing takehisa hinawa like the brat tamer he is I am disappointed

[bakubabes-tatakae]

for the 4k can i request lieutenant hinawa with a s/o thats very friendly and approachable (the very opposite of him) and maybe he gets jealous ?? points if you can make hinawa jealous of obi + include nsfw eeee thank you ilysm!!!!

You got it. 👏 This is my first time writing for Hinawa so I hope you like it. ❤️ I love you too nonny. 💞💞

Event Masterlist

NSFW Below 👇

You had always been the polar opposite of your boyfriend. It was something that every single person in company eight was aware of.

And it really didn’t take much to make Hinawa jealous. 

As he watched you from across the guardhouse talking with Obi, he could feel his blood boiling. 

The way you laughed, the way you threw your head back, the way you made him want to stand up and drag you away from him. 

And you hated to admit it... but you had been trying to get on his nerves. 

You knew out of everyone in the company, Obi was the one person that he hated seeing you spend time with. 

You chatted him up for as long as you could before you finally decided that you were going to look behind you. You could feel his eyes on you, piercing you with his glares. 

That’s when he stood from his desk and approached you. Obi could feel his lieutenant’s anger radiating from him and deiced to take his leave. 

“Y/n.”

The anger was evident on his voice as he gripped your arm in his hand. 

“We need to talk.”

You felt a tug on your arm as he led you away. That’s when you realized that he was headed toward the locker room. 

The door to the men’s locker room swung open as he pushed it with a force. As he pulled you through you could see the jealousy in his eyes. Exactly what you had wanted to see. 

His hand wrapped around your throat and gently pushed you backward. The lockers behind you were cool as you felt your back press into them. 

“You think it’s funny to make me jealous? Especially of the Captain?”

You smirked at him, knowing that it would anger him further. 

The rage in his eyes amplified, but the lust was seeping through them as he stared back at you. 

“Are you getting off to this?”

You closed your eyes as his hand tightened around your throat. 

“What a little slut.”

Hinawa released your throat and grabbed your arm, spinning you around and pushing you back against the lockers. His growls as he grabbed at the waistband of your leggings sent a shiver down your spine. This had been so much more than you had expected from him. 

With one swift movement your pants were around your ankles and his were to match.

“Let me show you just what happens when you make me angry.”

His hand slid between your thighs and pushed them apart, leaving a space for him as he lined his cock up with the entrance to your now dripping core. 

“I hope you’re proud of yourself.”

With a rough roll of his hips Hinawa bottomed himself out inside your cunt. You nearly cried out as his hand wrapped around your mouth and blocked any sound from coming out. 

“We wouldn’t want to get caught in here, now would we? Wouldn’t want the Captain seeing just how much of a mess you are.”

Each thrust threatened to have your legs give out from under you. If he hadn’t been there to hold you up you would have been on the ground. Your cunt slowly closed around his cock as he worked his magic, unforgiving as he pounded himself into you. 

“F-Fuck.” You were barely able to make words as he pushed you further into the metal in front of you. 

“Say my name.” Hinawa dropped his head back and reveled in the moment as you quietly said his first name. “Now that’s not what I meant. My other name.”

Your cunt clenched around him as you cried out. “F-fuck lieutenant.”

At the sound of his title Hinawa let himself go, painting your walls white with his seed. “Now that’s a good girl.”

He stepped back and let you pull your leggings back up, resituating his glasses as he narrowed his eyes at you. “Now don’t make me have to take you in here again before we go home, Y/n.”

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[altisee]

A Long Night

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Akitaru Obi x F!Reader

Summary: The contents of your secret stash escaped like curses from Pandora's Box. After years of waiting, Obi decided not to hold himself back anymore.

Warning: 18+ content, fingering, oral sex (male receiving), mutual masturbation, use of a dildo, mentions of other sex toys.

Words: 2296

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"Captain Obi!" you shouted like a kid calling the attention of your Captain all the way from his office, glowering at Shinra and Arthur, who were fighting inside your room. Initially, the three of you were looking for a movie to watch for the coming weekend. It started when Shinra picked up a film with a puzzled look on his face, and Arthur butted in, asking whether the story was about a hero or a knight. Of course, Shinra insisted it was about a hero, so their stupid fight about which one is better followed.

Obi entered the crowded room wearing his usual black shirt and the upper part of his orange jumpsuit tied on his waist. "What's wrong?" looking up at you, who was standing on a stool trying to reach the top of your dresser. "Captain! Those kids freaking threw the movie above my closet," glaring at the two who weren't even trying to help you get it. Arthur folded his arms in front. "But it's not a good movie if it's not about a knight."

"Hm?"

"a Knight King; it's not good if it's not about a Knight King." Arthur immediately corrected himself.

"Alright, get out now." Obi placed his hands at their backs and shoved them outside your room. "I hope Captain Shinmon beats you to death later in your training!" you shouted before Obi finally closed the door.

"Who's being a kid now?" He chuckled, looking at you, still trying to reach the top with your petite frame. He liked the view; with your arm stretched like that, the outline of your curves is perfectly seen. From your chest to your small waist down to your hips that bounce each time you tiptoe.

He gotta admit, the thought crossed his mind for several occasions now. What would your lips taste like, how your body would feel against his, or you crying his name. "Obi, are you not going to help me?" you pouted cutely, looking at him with those puppy eyes. His thoughts stopped when you called him, and he was grateful for the interruption; otherwise, he would definitely get a boner from what he was imagining.

"Careful," holding your hand to assist you from coming down the stool. It took Obi a couple of seconds with his height to reach the film you were hopelessly trying to get. He raised one of his eyebrows, looking at it. "Titanic? Seriously? and they thought it was about a hero and a knight?" you rolled your eyes. "I don't know how their brains work." Your laughs filled the room, but it was shortly replaced by the sound of the wood cracking. The stool couldn't hold the buffed Captain's weight causing him to slip and bump against your drawer. The impact was heavy enough to topple the box above, landing in the man who was brushing his head from the fall.

When faced with an Infernal, your body's fight-or-flight response switch quickly turns on. But in this case, when your secret stash lands perfectly in Obi's lap, your entire body freezes. Oh god. It took you a couple of seconds to realize what was happening before finally making a move. Kneeling to his side and shoving the toys back in the container like curses that escaped from Pandora's box.

Obi was stunned. You've been friends for years, and he didn't know you had it in you. For him, well, even Hinawa agrees that you had this innocence in the air around you. He always felt guilty lusting after you because of that. He couldn't even make a move on you because he thought it would appear like he was preying after you. But you are not as innocent as he thought; I don't need to hold back anymore then.

The room grew quiet, with only the clattering of your sexual devices can be heard. Obi was just watching you hurriedly clean up the mess, and you were pleading to the Sun god to turn back time even for just a few moments. The silence was killing you, and Obi was the one who broke it. Looking at the fuzzy cuffs, vibrator, whip, and plugs that were scattered on the floor, he asked, "Since when were you into those?"

Since you started with the 8th. You were busy training to improve your pyrokinesis, so you won't fall behind the third generation. Dating was out of the equation, but it doesn't mean you don't want to get laid. Buying those was more efficient when you realized you had to invest time in a night out just to get someone in your pants. You know your body better than any stranger anyways, and just thinking about how you have to show them how you like to do it is taxing.

Words won't come out of your mouth, not knowing where to begin. "Were you that desperate for a dick?" He stood up and went to the door. You couldn't meet his face, afraid to see disappointment or disgust in it. You thought it was nice of him to just leave and save you from the embarrassment of having to explain until you heard the lock click.

You looked over your shoulders, but your eyes widened when they were met with the prominent swelling that formed in Obi's pants. He's... hard? You gazed up at him, and he bent down to cup your chin. "It's your fault I'm this hard, you know." Grabbing one of your arms, he pulled you up. "Sit." He said, looking at the well-made bed covered in white sheets.

You sat on your mattress obediently, placing the box you were holding in the corner of your bed as your feet fidget on the floor from nervousness. Is Obi mad? He grabbed a chair, placing it less than a meter to sit in front of you. Seeing how huge the bulge in between his thighs made you blush.

"Show me then," he ordered. "Show me how you use these toys to fuck yourself." Your body trembled at the thought of Obi watching you as you felt the heat start forming between your legs. At first, you thought he wasn't serious, but he began to lower his own pants, finally releasing the ache from his throbbing length.

"Are you going to undress, or should I strip you?" You gulped. He was usually kind and sweet when he talked to you, and now filthy words are coming out of his mouth, but you don't hate this side of him. In fact, you like it. You started unbuttoning your shirt, revealing your breasts that were barely covered by a lacy fabric. You gracefully stood up, slipping your shorts down, in one smooth movement, with your panties that had a darker color from being soaked by your wetness.

Sitting back down, your upper body is now left partially covered by your unbuttoned shirt and bra with a totally exposed bottom. It was a lethal combination, an erotic view that made Obi's cock erect harder as he started to pump it slow.

You can feel his sharp stare on your skin, sending chills to your horny body. You grabbed a silicon dildo from the box, sensually opening your legs. Shifting his view from your rounded breast, following your left hand as they glided in one of your thighs, slowly until it reached your folds, parting them and letting your fingertips play over your glistening core.

Your naked body was exposed to him. He could see your luscious nub and the dampness of your center. Increasing the speed of his strokes, Obi grunted at the lewd scene he was watching.

You positioned the rounded head of the silicon toy near your already wet entrance, inserting just the tip slowly in your opening, then pulling it out again. Repeating the movement a few times, enough to lubricate the toy with your sex. You moaned as you inserted it entirely but slowly in your slit. "Oh shit," Obi said under his breath as he watched the dildo disappear inside you, pumping his own length faster.

You began to move it firmly and deeper within your folds until your hips started moving with the rhythm. You wanted to close your eyes from the ecstasy that was filling you, but they were fixed on Obi's hard dick. Seeing that he's enjoying himself as he watches you get off drives you closer to your climax.

He saw you gripped one hand on the white sheet as you repeatedly pounded the dil inside, rubbing against your walls. Now he was jealous of how that thing can make you whimper in pleasure. He wanted to touch you more, get a taste of your soaking bud, imagining it was him inside you instead. Stroking faster, he groaned at his own release; some of his white cum spilled on your stomach while you tensed up, falling on your back, crying in your own orgasm.

Obi stood up, breathing heavily as he stepped towards you, looking at your weakened body lying on the bed. Without allowing your brain to catch up with your pleasure, you shuddered as he pulled the toy out of your sensitive entrance, tossing it at the side. "Clean it." Holding his dick that was wet from his own cum.

You got up submissively, feeling the warm liquid flow at the side of your belly. Seeing his member closer, and despite cumming earlier, he was still huge. You grabbed the base of his length with your right hand, and you felt his cock twitch when the tip entered your mouth. "Fuck." you heard him say under his heavy breaths as you circle it with your tongue. He grabbed the back of your head, guiding it in and out of his length.

Obi could just shove his dick inside you and get it over with, but he doesn't want this to end quickly. He waited long, so he could finally taste you. He'll make sure your body will remember every time you see him and beg for him to fuck you.

You pulled away from his to fill your lungs with air, "Obi, I-" he kissed you. Giving you plenty of time to pull away if you didn't want it, and when you didn't, he placed his hand behind your head to deepen the kiss. He licked your lips, asking for permission to enter, and you gave a small opening that was immediately explored by his hot tongue.

He broke the kiss so you could finally catch your breath while he turned his attention to your neck. Trailing the sides with his tongue, going up to nibble your ears, causing a soft moan to escape your mouth. "I didn't know you had it in you," he said, "If I did, I would've done this a long time ago." your cheeks felt warm. Obi has always wanted to fuck you, and you are no different.

He brushed your already erected nipples with his thumb and bent down to tease them with his tongue, making you whimper. "If you don't want this, I can stop." You shook your head. "I-I don't hate it," you muttered quietly to yourself, forming a smile on his face.

He pushed your back against the soft mattress, shifting some of his weight as he sat on your thighs that allowed his cock to nudge your core. "Damn, Y/N, you're soaking wet," He started drawing circles on your clit with his thumb. "So, who were you thinking of while you get off on those toys?" He smirked at you. "Y-you," moaning as he inserted his fingers in. "I-I was thinking of you, Obi." He's enjoying the way you quiver as he fuck you with his hands, seeing your thighs shaking in pleasure.

"You always call me by my name when we're alone," he grunted in disapproval. You groaned when he removed his digits swiftly, letting all the fluid come out of your slit. "Akitaru, please, more," you begged.

He spread your legs and pressed your knees near your chest. "Don't worry, I won't stop. I'll fuck you until you cry my name over and over again." He hovered his body above you, lining his shaft in your entrance, finally thrusting his entire length inside. The stretch was painful, but the intense pleasure overwhelmed you.

Your body quivered each time he slid himself fully inside you. One hand cupping your breast, the other holding your thighs so he can keep grinding against you. His fullness was too much to bear, making you moan harder. "Akitaru, you are so-" you gasped. "ah, fuck, you are so good."

Your mind was going blank as you allowed yourself to be dominated by him. You didn't even have to tell him how you wanted to do it; he was that good. With every thrust hitting that sensitive spot, he felt you clench your walls around his shaft, moaning his name as your orgasm weakened your entire body. He kept fucking you until he felt his own spasm, withdrawing his dick and releasing his load in your stomach.

The sound of his heavy breaths mixed in perfect harmony with your own pants. He lay down beside you, and both of you stayed still for a few minutes before he grabbed the tissue on your bedside table to clean his cum off you.

"If it weren't for the fuss earlier, this wouldn't happen," you said as you lifted your body. "I guess I should thank those two-"

Your words trailed off as you saw Obi take a blindfold and the fuzzy cuffs out of the box.

...Or not?

"What? Shouldn't we go through the rest as well?" smiling with a mischief look in his eyes. You gulped. It's gonna be a long night, huh?

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Day 6 | Akitaru Obi | Kinktober 2021

kinktober 2021 masterlist

6th October - Daddy Kink

paring: akitaru obi x f!reader

summary: you help captain obi discover a kink he didn’t know he had, only for tension to worsen when you’re partnered together for company 8′s halloween party games.

words: 5.7k

a/n: all characters are over 18 for ease of one of the halloween games

warnings: no spoilers for any season, 18+, smut, daddy kink (obvs), age gap, alcohol, use of ‘princess’ and ‘baby girl’, praise, unprotected sex

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“Put that higher!” Hinawa sighed as you balanced poorly on Arthur’s shoulders, he had offered to help you put up the Halloween decorations, “Arthur, could you grow a little please?” you asked sarcastically.

The blonde boy made a confused noise from under you, “I don’t think that’s possible,” he called back, a muddled tone layering his voice. “Well, could you at least stay still? You’re the worst stead ever!” you bonked him softly on the head.

“I am not a stead, I am a Knight King!” he proclaimed, almost dropping you off his shoulders if it weren’t for your firm grip on his man-bun.

From the corner of your eye you could see Shinra stifling a laugh, “Shinra!” Hinawa barked at him before you could, “Y-Yes, Lieutenant?” Shinra tried to address is superior without laughing but failed miserably.

“If it’s so funny to you, why don’t you try helping instead of pretending to do work?” Hinawa folded his arms over his chest as he challenged the younger man.

With a reluctant groan Shinra stood up from his chair and headed towards the box of decorations, “Yes, mom!” he grumbled under his breath just enough for you and Arthur to hear.

“Mom?” Arthur turned to Shinra - subsequently turning you away from the wall as well, “Yeah, the Lieutenant’s always lecturing us, like a mom,” the tone of his voice sounded exhausted from having to explain his joke.

Arthur nodded, wobbling you around in the process, “Would that make Captain Obi our dad?” he continued Shinra’s joke excitably, “More like daddy,” you said louder than you’d anticipated.

Half due to the laugh that was coming out of your throat, half because Arthur’s grip on you loosened and with his bouncing around you started to slip off his shoulders and almost tumbled to the floor.

Almost.

Before you had to endure your head coming into contact with the floor, you felt your back hit something hard. At first you thought it was Shinra, maybe he’d seen you falling and acted quickly.

No, it was much much worse.

“That would make sense, seeing as you all still like to act like children,” the solid wall that had stopped your injury was vibrating as you heard a hearty laugh fill the air.

Coming to your senses, you blinked a few times and glanced above you making eye contact with the man himself.

“Captain Obi!” Shinra saluted sharply, all sense of humour gone from his face which made Obi laugh even more. “I see you’re all hard at work,” he commented as he pushed you back up onto Arthur’s shoulders.

Meanwhile, all your blood had gone cold. He definitely heard what you said, and now you would have to try and play it off.

“What’s a ‘Daddy’?” he asked seemingly innocently, turning his attention back to you. Shinra shot you a look of panic and you searched your friends eyes for help, all the while Obi stood patiently waiting for you to explain.

He had to know. You knew Obi was a bit out of touch with slang but he wasn’t that out of tough.

“Daddy Kink-” Hinawa started to answer for you his phone now in his hand, he was obviously reading something, “-A name used to address an older guy that-” he continued but stopped when you started to make loud noises to drown him out.

“That’s enough of that thank you!” you hopped off of Arthur’s shoulders as quickly as you could and snatched Hinawa’s phone out of his hand so he couldn’t expose you anymore than he already had.

Hinawa was shocked, Shinra was holding in a laugh, Obi and Arthur were confused, and you were mortified.

“We have a lot of work to do and you two are distracting us,” you looked between Hinawa face and Obi’s chest - you didn’t dare to make eye contact with the man - and gestured towards Obi’s office door which was now open.

No one moved for a moment but you could feel your face heating up, “Go on, out!” you were the one barking order’s this time. 

Obi held his hands up in surrender and made his way back to his office, Hinawa was staring you down with a scrutinising glare as though to ask you who you thought you were telling him what to do.

“I promise it’ll be done in the next few hours,” you pleaded with him, your expression taking a softer approach. He simply nodded and followed his superior into the office, closing the door behind them.

The breath you let out as soon as the door was closed was hefty, but it was overtaken by Shinra collapsing onto the floor in a fit of giggles. “Grow up!” you stomped over to him and threw some of the decorations at his head.

His laughter just increased, “You should’ve seen your face!” he pointed at you with tears in his eyes from how hard he was laughing, “Yeah, yeah, make yourself useful and hand these up there!” you groaned, giving him the decorations you and Arthur were struggling with before.

As promised, the whole base was covered from head to toe in Halloween decorations. 

The windows had huge spiderwebs across them, complete with some fuzzy fake spiders that made Iris jump when she saw them. There were paper towel ghosts hanging from the ceiling that Shinra almost burnt getting them up there; fake bloody handprints on the mirror in the sink and ‘Caution’ tape wrapped around everyone’s chairs.

It really helped to get you all in the Halloween mood, and you’d had a blast putting it together with Shinra and Arthur all afternoon.

For once Hinawa was speechless as he inspected your handiwork with awe, “So, why did you get us to do this instead of actual work?” Shinra wiped a bead of sweat off of his forehead as he spoke.

That’s right! They hadn’t actually told us why they wanted the base decorated!

“I thought it would be fun for us to have a Halloween party this year!” Obi put his hands on his hips as he inspected one of the hanging ghosts, it almost hit him in the head because of his height.

Everyone started to get excited as soon as the word ‘Party’ left his mouth, “Ooooh! When? When? When?” you asked excitably, you hadn’t been to a Halloween party in years, “We were thinking tomorrow night?” he glanced at Hinawa, who nodded in confirmation, and then looked around the room at everyone’s smiling faces.

When his eyes met with yours there was a certain glint that you thought you saw. It could’ve been the light or your imagination because by the time you noticed it it had disappeared.

“That gives you a day to get your costumes together!” Hinawa continued the address, “Costumes?!” Maki sounded more upset than happy about that one, but before anyone could ask her what was wrong she started to tell everyone anyway, “Tamaki, Y/N and Iris will look so cute in their girly costumes and I wont.” she mumbled to herself.

“Woah, woah, woah, who said I’m going to dress girly?” you interjected, seemingly making Maki jump at your suddenness, “It’s okay, we can all go shopping for costumes together!” Iris suggested and that made her perk up a bit.

Costume shopping was tiring but eventful. Maki had decided she wanted to be a witch, Iris said she wanted to be a cat - which then proceeded to Tamaki wining that they both couldn’t be cats, but then she chose a cat anyway.

When it came to your costume, you wanted to be something outside of the box, not girly but interesting. Then you realised you’d spent around two hours looking at costumes and not deciding upon anything.

So, you let the others decide for you. They ended up pinking a stereotypical demon costume, black leather pants, a black lacey top and black devil horns, it was something at least.

The four of you walked into the dining hall together to meet the others, the Halloween playlist you’d put on getting louder as you approached.

Tamaki was the first one to enter and gasped in amazement at the others. Hinawa was a ‘zombie’ he was wearing his normal uniform but had put some dark make up under his eyes - there was an attempt at least.

Arthur was, of course, a knight. Complete with a noble stead which was a horse head on a stick you normally give to children.

Shinra was a vampire, easy to spot because he could barely talk with the plastic glow in the dark teeth he’s spat out after two minutes.

You and Vulcan gasped and high fived each other when you saw the matching horns you both had on, although his costume was a lot more revealing than yours was - he was entirely topless.

Obi was wearing a white low cut V-neck top with a pair of orange dungarees, to be honest he just looked normal, “No costume, Captain?” Maki asked him with a tilted head. “What do you mean? This is my costume,” he gestured to his attire.

“You forgot this,” Hinawa said, handing him a helmet that was quite similar to his own but this one was red and had ‘Fire Fighter’ written across it. “I’m a Fireman!” Obi beamed.

“I had this old thing collecting dust in my closet so I thought, why not bring it out for this special occasion,” he played with the straps that hung over his shoulders. It must have been his old Fire Fighter uniform.

Everyone simultaneously let out a chorus of “Oooh!”s when they realised what he meant. Again, at least there was an attempt.

After a while, the group started to get comfortable, talking and dancing with a drink in hand. You knew you had to pace yourself because you never really drank alcohol, but it was undeniable that everyone was having a good time.

“I have games!” you heard male voice shout from behind you. Before you turned around you expected to see Monopoly or Twister, not a huge crate of random objects and a list in Hinawa’s hand.

This was going to be organised chaos and you knew it.

“First event,” Hinawa turned the music down enough so you could all hear him over it, despite you all shuffling in to listen to his words anyway, “Putting you into teams!”.

The light from above was shining onto the paper so you could easily see the typed out script he was reading off of.

“Take it in turns to pick a piece of paper, whoever’s name is on it will be your partner for the night,” Hinawa produced a crudely painted black cauldron - when he shook it you could hear paper moving around.

Both you and Maki shared a hopeful smile. You two were always a powerhouse together, with her strength and your competitive drive, you were unstoppable.

That dream was shattered as soon as Maki pulled Arthur’s name from the cauldron. She looked at you grimly and you mouthed a ‘Good luck’ to her with a snicker, that would be fun to watch.

Your laughter came to an abrupt stop when you heard your name being called over the music. Shooting your head towards the sound, you saw Obi holding a piece of ripped up paper and Hinawa reading from it.

Excitement and nervousness surged through your body as an anxious chuckle came from you.

“That’s not fair!” Shinra whined, “Having the Captain, that’s-that’s like a guaranteed win!” he continued to protest, and you didn’t know whether you should be offended that he only saw Obi as a threat and not you.

While Shinra was busy having a tantrum, Iris pulled his name from the cauldron and he immediately stopped complaining, his attention now on the shy blonde.

Last to go was Tamaki who picked out her own name to begin with but it was pretty obvious she was with Vulcan because he was the only one remaining without a partner.

“We got this!” Obi whispered to you as you watched the last team stand next to each other. Obi’s height alone was intimidating, but his friendliness always had you stumped.

Even though you’d been with Company 8 for over a year now, you’d never spent much time alone with anyone other than Maki and Iris, there was always someone else in the room to act as a social buffer.

It also didn’t help that there was certain feelings starting to arise about your superior. 

They’d started to develop about 6 months ago and had only been getting stronger since - the only person who knew about it was Maki, and even then you’d downplayed just how strong your feelings were.

The sensation of weight on your shoulder brought you out of your thoughts. Obi had curled his arm around you and pulled you into him, “Don’t look so scared, we’ll win!” he smiled down at you innocently.

All the while the scent of his cologne filled your nostrils, you took the opportunity to rest your head against his peck. It only lasted for a second before he let you go, but it was a heavenly second.

“For the first game, label yourselves one and two!” Viktor started to read off of the paper Hinawa was holding, he seemingly appeared out of nowhere, “Do we not get to know what the game is first?” Shinra asked the question everyone was thinking.

Viktor shook his head, the two bolts he’d glued to the sides of his neck as an attempt at a Frankenstein’s Monster costume wobbled and threatened to come loose. “Nope, that would make it too easy!” he elaborated.

Obi looked down at you and you looked up at him, you both opened your mouths at the same time to talk but stopped when you saw the other person was going to speak.

“You first,” you gestured to him with a chuckle, “No, no, you go,” he batted your politeness straight back to you. “I was going to ask you which number you wanted to be. I thought you’d want to be Number one because you’re Captain,” you muttered shyly.

He tapped his finger to his chin in thought, “I was going to say the opposite; you be Number one and I be Number two,” he explained and you let out a small “Oh,” sound.

“I don’t mind being Number one if you want me to be,” you tried to be as confident as possible, you didn’t want him to think you were deadweight as a team mate.

He put his hands on your shoulders and easily moved you to stand in front of him, “You can be Captain of this team, but I warn you, it gets tiring after a while,” he chuckled.

When everyone had chosen their numbers, Viktor explained the rules of the game. “Number one will use these,” he held up two rolls of toilet paper, “To turn their Number two′s into a mummy!” he laughed out of his nose when he said ‘Number two′s’.

Obi’s thumbs rubbed reassuring circles on the back of your neck, you were almost so lost at the gentle touch of his hands that you missed the instructions.

“Uh-” you started, putting your hand up to as a question, “Can I get more than two rolls?” you glanced behind you at Obi. There’s no way two rolls would be enough to cover this man.

Viktor shook his head, “Nope, make do with what you got,” he tossed the rolls at you.

When the game officially started it was obvious you were at a loss of where to begin, “Maybe it would’ve been easier to have you as Number one,” you gazed over his body, trying to decide where to begin.

After a few minutes you’d managed to cover both his legs - rather poorly - with one of the rolls. You moved your hands around his torso and wrapped his abdomen as sparingly as you could, “I can’t reach,” you jutted your bottom lip out as you attempted to get to his shoulders and head.

Without another word, Obi lifted you by the hips so your heads were level.

You weren’t sure if it was the few sips of alcohol you’d had, or the fact that Arthur had almost completely covered Maki with the toilet paper, but you wrapped your legs around his torso for stability.

“S-Sorry!” you stammered as you started to unravel your legs from him, his grip on your hips tightened for a moment, “It’s fine, don’t worry,” his face displayed the same friendly smile but the pitch of his voice was lower than normal.

Ignoring the way your heart did a backflip, you did your best to wrap up his arms and head in the paper. You did your best, but there just was not enough to cover his whole body.

“Shinra and Iris win!” Hinawa announced, Iris was barely visible under all the paper Shinra had put around her - easily covering her short and petite frame. 

“The rest of you take a shot!” Viktor added, producing a tray of different coloured liquids in plastic shot glasses. “No one said this was a drinking game!” Maki exclaimed, she wasn’t much of a drinker herself, “Some are alcohol, and some are Kool-Aid - Trick or Treat.” he giggled to himself obviously proud of his idea.

You reached out towards a green shot then diverted over to a red one, that one had to be Kool-Aid right?

All the losers of the game held their shots up and simultaneously flung them into your open mouths. Instantly you knew you’d been given some sort of vodka with red colouring in it, Maki hummed with delight while Shinra, Arthur and Obi all had a scrunched up face.

“Yuck, I hate vodka,” Obi commented from behind you, “How long’s it been since you last did shots? 50 years?” you stuck your tongue out at him so he knew you were playing around with him.

Obi’s hand found your arm and caressed it softly, at first you thought it was to reassure you that he wasn’t offended but you felt him lean down so his mouth was close to your ear, “It’s okay Princess, we’ll get the next one.” he whispered only loud enough for you to hear.

Your eyes widened with momentary shock. Hesitantly, you raised your head to inspect his face, maybe it was a joke, but when you saw his face you knew he’d done it on purpose.

His mouth was curled into an uncharacteristic smirk, and the moment you made eye contact with him, he winked at you before returning his attention back to the room.

There wasn’t enough time to register what had just happened as Hinawa announced the next game.

Candy Corn Relay, Maki and Arthur won. 

Apple bobbing, Shinra and Iris won - personally you thought his sharp teeth counted as him cheating. 

Horror movie trivia your team won thanks to Obi’s extensive knowledge of the classics. 

Donuts on a String was won by Shinra and Iris - I’m telling you those teeth are cheating!

Poor Tamaki and Vulcan were yet to win a game but they were both swaying already so maybe it was time to tap out.

By that point, it was getting later into the night, Hinawa announced that there were two games left; the ‘Pumpkin Balloon Pop’ and the ‘Halloween Scavenger Hunt’.

“Number one will have a balloon attached to their back, and Number two has to pop it without using their hands, simple!” Viktor explained dramatically.

The smile that came across Shinra’s face as he stared Iris down was beyond creepy, “Sisters, you can sit this one out if you want,” Hinawa turned to a very frightened Iris, she was more than happy to sit back down again, Tamaki following behind her.

Vulcan shrugged and slung his arm drunkenly around Shinra, “Guess it’s me and you buddy,” he slurred, much to Shinra’s annoyance.

The rest of you picked up your orange balloons from Viktor’s Halloween box of surprises - your eyes found Maki’s and you let out a giggle as you realised she would be popping Arhur’s balloon.

Then it hit you, Obi would be popping yours.

“Can we swap for this? I don’t want to hurt her,” Obi sounded concern but the sentence alone made a surge of heat wash over you. Hinawa and Viktor shared a glance, they were debating it for a second before Arthur piped up, “If they’re swapping, I want to swap!”, immediately followed by “No way pervert!” from Maki.

This was going to get messy, if they started bending the rules for you then the amount of alcohol inside everyone else would have something to say.

“It’s fine, you wont hurt me,” you tried to be loud enough so that everyone heard and by the way Arthur and Maki stopped arguing your voice must have travelled.

The wall felt cold under the heat of your clammy palms, it was just a game why were you getting so nervous? “Go!” Hinawa shouted and you immediately felt Obi’s hands on your hips shortly followed by a hard thrust.

You bit your lip as unprofessional thoughts went through your head. The light grunts that were brushing along your ear, paired with the trickles of his hot alcohol-infused breath against the back of your neck sent warmth straight to your core.

The balloon slid up in between your shoulder blades but Obi had already pulled away and started to thrust again, this time feeling the ridge of your ass stroke his clothed cock.

A breathy sigh left his mouth only loud enough for you to hear, before he rearranged the balloon back between his crotch and your ass. His thrusts got harder and faster as his grunts got louder, but the balloon kept slipping.

You looked to the side so see the other pairs were having just as much trouble as you two.

As a way to try and help your partner, you bucked your hips backwards as he thrust against you - his arms snaked around your front to pull you into him as one last thrust popped the balloon.

Both you and Obi were panting slightly from how unexpectedly taxing that was, it took him a moment to unravel himself from your body so you could watch the other pairs struggle.

“It does look inappropriate, doesn’t it?” he said what you were thinking, taking a sip from his red solo cup, “Feel’s inappropriate too,” you tried to say under your breath but when his body turned towards yours you knew he’d heard it.

Quickly you tried to cover yourself, “Not that that’s a bad thing, it was fun-” you blurted out, “-Not, fun as in fun-fun but as in-” you started to ramble panic as his eyes scan over your features, “Mhmm,” he all but silently agreed with you as he sipped his drink.

You watched his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed whatever liquid he’d chosen for the night and watched you out the corner of his eye.

The rest of the room errupted into cheers when Maki basically slammed Arthur into the wall but popped the balloon none the less. Vulcan and Shinra took their shots and you were ready for the next game.

While Hinawa was explaining the rules you felt Obi’s hand find it’s place on the small of your back making a tingle go up your spine, “Here’s a list of objects you need to find and photograph, the quickest team will win.” Hinawa said bluntly.

You reviewed the list, only one thing was inside the base, everything else would be either outside on the street or on the training field outside. 

As soon as Hinawa said ‘Go!’ everyone rushed to the same direction - Obi’s office. The first thing on the list was a dumbbell so naturally that was the place most likely to have it.

Even though Obi’s office was fairly large, it felt quite cramped with so many people inside it. You took a few steps forward to complete object number one but Obi’s hand wrapped around your bicep and pulled you back towards him, making you land against his chest.

“Let them go first, I know where most of the other stuff is anyway,” it wasn’t a suggestion, “Oh, okay,” you nodded hesitantly as you waited for the last team to leave.

When it was just the two of you left in the office you glanced towards Obi to make sure it was okay for you to go now, when he nodded you approached his weights and took a photo on your phone.

Then you heard the lock click.

“What are you-“, “-I looked up what it meant,” Obi interrupted you as he leaned his back against the door.

Instantly dread went through you, this is when you were about to get a long lecture.

“I don’t know what you’re-“, you tried to play dumb but a head tilt and a sly smile had you stopping that act real quick. “You called me Daddy right?” he pushed himself off the door and approached you.

Taking a few steps back, you knew his desk was behind you but you weren’t about to become a cliché so you stood your ground.

“I did,” you feigned as much confidence as you could muster, “Did you mean it?” he inspected your face again, searching for any sign that he was crossing a line.

Blinking a few times you stuttered, “I-I guess?”, “You guess?” he tutted and put his hand under your chin and tilting it so you had to make eye contact with him, “Baby girl, I’m gunna need you to be sure,” he lowered his head, brown eyes flicking between each of your pupils.

When you’d said it yesterday, you were half joking, but this was a side to Obi you’d never seen before. “I’m sure,” you nodded, feeling small under his looming figure.

He took a step closer to you, forcing you to take a step back as well otherwise you would’ve lost your balance, this continued until your butt and hands came into contact with his desk.

Immediately he leaned over you, putting a clenched fist either side of you to cage you in.

“Call me that again,” his voice was a hushed whisper, his usual friendly demeanour completely dissipated and replace with this. It’s like someone took all the traits in him that you found attractive and turned them up to one hundred percent.

You opened your mouth but only a breathy attempt at speech came out, “Use your words,” he tried to encourage you, but all it made you do was squeeze your legs together.

“D-Daddy,” you mumbled shyly to yourself - now that you were vocalising it you felt stupid, “A little louder,” the broke eye contact with you in favour of placing light kisses along your jugular, “Daddy,” you managed to squeak.

As though hearing the name woke something up inside him his kisses became harder and rougher against your throat, “Again!” he growled, his words muffled by your flesh.

His assault on you made your head spin, you couldn’t think properly until you realised you were laying flat against his desk with him laying over you.

“Captain, ar-” you started but halted your words when he lifted himself up enough to glare at you. He raised an eyebrow waiting for you to correct yourself, “Daddy, are you sure we should do this here?” he seemed happier when you used his new title.

His hand caressed the side of your face until his thumb dragged along your bottom lip exposing your teeth, “Open.” he commanded gently and you did as you were told, wrapping your tongue around his digit as soon as it entered your mouth, “Good girl.”.

“The door’s locked and everyone is outside in the training court, I made sure of that,” he mused as he undid the button of your leather pants and slowly rolled down the zip, ”Unless you want me to stop?” he took on a more questioning tone.

You shook your head side to side, a word that sounded like “MNowe.” that meant to be ‘No’ came out of your mouth but he got the gist of what you were trying to say.

He popped his thumb out of your mouth and used both hands to pull down your pants and panties at the same time, unceremoniously unhooking one leg from them so he could stand in between your knees.

A wave of insecurity washed over you when you saw him eyeing your naked bottom half, but that feeling was quickly overtaken by pleasure when you felt one of his fingers enter you.

A noisy moan ripped out of your throat as your back arched off the wooden desk. He continued to pump his finger in and out of you but still found time to scorn you for how much of a commotion you were causing.

“You gotta be quiet, Hinawa and Viktor are still in the building,” he tried to hush you while unintentionally picking up his pace. 

He’d thought about this all day, every since that word fell from your mouth it had lit a fire in him that he didn’t quite know how to extinguish. At first he didn’t know what exactly it meant but he liked the way it sounded coming out of your lips.

Subconsciously he pushed another finger into you and traced lazy circles around your clit with his other hand. He wanted this to last as long as possible, but he knew the two of you couldn’t be missing for too long.

“P-Please,” you whined making his cock pulse in his pants, “Daddy please,” when you looked up at him with such pleading doe eyes, who was he to tell you know.

Like a man possessed, he slipped the straps of his dungarees off his shoulders and let them fall to the floor with a thud. He didn’t wait to pull his underwear all the way down, instead opting to lower the front enough to let his dick free.

You wanted to see it but before you could think about lifting your head up to admire him, he encased your thighs in his hands and pulled you down the desk and towards him, his cock sliding in between your folds with ease.

One of your hands instinctively moved to your mouth to muffle the sound of your cries, you really hadn’t expected to be impaled with such force.

A throaty groan left him as he softly massaged your insides inch by inch, waiting for you to get used to the stretch, “You okay for me to move?” he asked after a few moments.

When you nodded a gleeful smile spread across his face and he immediately started thrusting into you at a fast pace.

Every time he full sheathed himself inside you, your body would move up the desk only for him to pull you back onto him using your thighs as leverage. It set a rapid rhythm that you were surprised you could handle.

His earlier playing had coaxed your orgasm out of hiding and now you were holding it back as best you could, you didn’t want to seem that easy after him fucking you for only a short time.

The sight in front of you was heavenly. To his fingers digging into your soft flesh, to the way his white V-neck was starting to crawl up his torso as though it wanted to show his abs off to you.

The visual distraction made you forget about why you were holding back and before you knew it you had tightened your walls around him and threw your head back harshly against his desk.

Luckily, Obi was observant and he noticed how you started to spasm around him - he covered your mouth with one of his large hands in advance to your scream. This angle was harder for him, but he continued to spear into you until your climax was almost over.

“I love the way you - ah fuck - squeeze me,” it was strange hearing the normally composed Captain cuss so lewdly. When you’d come down from your high and were breathing normally again, he pulled you off his desk so he could turn you around and lay your front against it instead.

He gave your ass a playful slap followed by pushing himself back into you. This time your legs weren’t in the way so he could grip your hips as hard as he wanted and force your body back to meet his powerful thrusts.

You couldn’t help but be reminded of how his crotch met your ass in a similar way during the balloon game, except this time he was only slightly holding back.

The sound of his pubic bone hitting your ass filled the room, along with your muffled moans and his deep groans - the thought of hearing the Captain groaning had never crossed your mind, but now it’s all you wanted to hear.

He was close, you could tell by how his breathing got heavier and his thrusts became sloppier, “Where, Princess?” he asked shakily, “Where do you want me to cum?” he elaborated his question.

“On me!” you managed to get out the second prior to him pulling out of you and a warmth hitting your lower back and ass as his seed spilled onto you.

There was a silence for a while as the realisation of what had just happened kicked in.

Obi leaned over the desk and opened one of his desk draws producing a box of tissues, you wanted to ask him why he had them in there but you didn’t have the lung capacity.

He cleaned you both up quickly and helped you slip your pants back on, a sweet gesture you’d grow to become accustom to.

“We’re definitely losing this game!” you laughed as you straightened out your hair, “Nope,” he simply said, showing you his phone screen.

As he swiped through you were met with picture after picture of the objects on the Scavenger Hunt list.

“When did you take those?”, your voice crackled slightly from how tried it was, “Earlier when Hinawa finished the list,” he smiled to himself proudly.

You eyed him with disbelief “Akitaru! I did not take you for a cheater!” you scorned him, “I’d call it being prepared,” he locked his phone and took you by the hand and pulling you out of his sex-scented office, “Come on, we’ve got a game to win.”

All:

@mylife-demonstrates-murphys-law @hereticpriest @enagmaticether @anxiousgoddest @kodzu-ken @moonnei @diesinspanishbcimhispanic  @fvckmeupyoonz @homosexualjohnwayne @notplutos @moth-baybee @answer-the-sirens @ochakoakabane

[cherryvulcan]

Honey // Takehisa Hinawa 

Request:  “NSFW: Hinawa and female s/o, and food play??” -anon

Pairing: Hinawa x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff / Smut (but a bit)

Plot: You want to eat breakfast but Hinawa has other plans.

Word Count: 415

A/N: Honestly this was super fun to write! Thank you for requesting anon, It’s a bit short but I hope you enjoy it anyway!

You only wanted to eat breakfast in peace. 

But now, you were laying on the kitchen floor, the pancakes you were hoping to devour burnt to a crisp and your boyfriend kissing a trail down to your breast. You weren’t complaining but you were really in the mood for pancakes. 

Hinawa sighed and looked up to you. He had a soft smile tugging at his lips.

“I get it you were hungry.” then he jokingly rolled his eyes. “Would you please stop scowling?”

You clicked your tongue.

“I was craving pancakes since yesterday!” you exclaimed. “But now just because you were “in the mood” I have to starve.”

Hinawa rolled his eyes but mid roll his eye caught something that was out of your sight. A sinister smirk formed on his lips and he reached out towards the counter and grabbed something. When he brought the object into your field of vision he teasingly wiggled it. 

It was a bottle of honey. 

To be honest, you never liked that brand. It was cheap and burned your tongue whenever you tasted it. But while you were rushing to finish shopping you accidentally bought it. You raised an eyebrow and gave him a confused look. 

Hinawa didn’t say anything but instead opened the plastic lid and directed the bottles nuzzle directly to your torso. You watched as the gold liquid poured down and landed on your chest and breasts. You gasped but continued to watch. 

When Hinawa deemed that your breast were covered up enough in the sweet liquid, he placed the ,now half empty, bottle on the floor. He dipped down and licked the golden syrup off of your chest. You shivered when his tongue gathered up the honey, he noticed you gawking at him and licked his lips. 

Your back arched when his tongue made its way down to your breasts. With kitten licks he tasted the honey shining on your nipple. You took in a sharp breath and he took in your sensitive nub in his mouth. He sucked and nipped at it until it was clean. Your back arched and you let out a loud moan when he pulled on your nipple with his teeth. 

“You taste beautiful.” he whispered. 

“I probably do since you’re saying that by licking that awful tasting honey.” 

Hinawa laughed as he dipped down to clean your other breast of the sweet nectar. 

You hated to admit this but you could get used to being Hinawa’s personalized plate. 

[hoeneypirate]

Rule Breaker Part One

Hinawa x fem reader

Part two

18+ although no real smut there will be in part two. It’s suggestive.

Looking through your drawer of bras and underwear sets, a drawer you had expand from a side to a full deep drawer because of your boyfriends shopping trips, and grin when you find the set you were looking for.

Lacey champagne colored bra with a matching set of panties that had a heart keyhole detail above the butt. You grin at yourself in the mirror before putting on a button up white blouse and a black skirt that hit above your knees, purposefully leaving a few extra buttons undone

When you were standing normally your shirt was fine, no issues with showing cleavage, but you watched yourself in your mirror and pretended to lean your hand on a desk, the v neck falling down and showing exactly what you wanted. You nodded, excitement filling your belly as you leave your room, ready to start your day.

“Good morning!” Maki says as you walk into the kitchen and you smile “good morning!” You say back to her as you head for the coffee pot.

Hinawa’s hand lands on your side as he stands beside you and kisses your temple “good morning sweetheart” he says into your ear and you smile up at him “missed you this morning” you say and lean up kissing his jaw, smiling when he his ears tipped pink.

This was always your routine in the mornings, coffee with a sweet kiss, breakfast with the team, before starting work. But today your stomach fluttered with anticipation of your fun. Hinawa wasn’t the one to approve of pda during work, But sometimes, on days he’d never suspect, you’d tease him all day, knowing what lies in store for you after work is over.

Breakfast is had and as you sit beside him at the table as you eat your oatmeal and eggs, your left hand on his knee as you rub soft circles with your thumb against the fabric, starting innocent enough that he wouldn’t think of anything.

When breakfast was over you had paperwork, every few minutes clicking your pen to get his attention as you sucked a watermelon lollipop into your mouth, tongue swirling around it as you pretended to read the report with your peripheral vision on him. You look up and give him an innocent smile before licking the sticky candy off your lips and popping the lollipop into your cheek.

He was staring at your mouth for a moment before swallowing hard, smiling back a little, and then turning back to his work. You loved candy, he couldn’t say you were doing anything on purpose though .. not yet. So he just turned back to his paperwork, and you were filled with glee. Hook.

When lunch rolled around Obi ordered in for the office, sandwiches to celebrate a month of no accidents in Vulcans shop. You sat on the edge of your desk, leg crossed, facing Hinawa where he sat in his desk chair, pushed out and leaned back a little.

You waited until he looked your way then you gave him an innocent smile and then moved your legs apart, giving him a perfect view up your skirt to your champagne lace panties, then you moved your other leg over the top of your knee. The whole act took maybe one second but it felt like maybe a minute the way his jaw stopped chewing and his eyes stayed on your thighs even after they were closed again. Line.

He chokes on his sandwich and you look at him with faux worry and only he could see the mischievous look in your eye as you said “Hinawa are you alright?”

He nods and takes a drink of his water “I’m fine.” He says and turns his attention back to eating.

You didn’t tease him again until after you got back from putting an infernal to rest, your skirt ruined making you change into an orange jumpsuit and tying the arms around your waist. Hinawa was equally sad and relieved that you couldn’t tease him with your thighs and panties anymore.

That set was the one he bought you weeks ago, one that you haven’t worn yet but he was so excited to see, it was his favorite and you must have known that to save it to mess with him. He pulls on the crotch of his jumpsuit under his desk, shoving away the thoughts of it on you, ignoring the tightness as he tries to turn his attention back to his work.

This was it. The moment you were waiting for. You took a few pieces of your paperwork and walked over to his desk, walking around next to him smiling warmly. “Hinawa could you take a look at this?”

You hand him the papers and then place your palm against his desk, leaning down close and pointing at a few places, knowing full well your shirt dipped just like you wanted. “Did I fill out this part right? I don’t know why but today my head is a little fuzzy. Maybe it was from all the smoke earlier”

When your eyes look back to him his aren’t on you or the paperwork, they’re exactly where you knew they’d be. Sinker.

The slope of your breasts in that bra was better than he imagined. It did exactly what he thought when he saw it at the store and imagined you in it. The soft color of the fabric and lace against your skin made his body heat up, the way the lace scalloped against the top, the black lace bow he knew was beneath your mounds in the middle he wished with all his soul to be able to push his face into them and hug you close. His breathing was quiet and shallow, his hands frozen holding the papers you gave him.

“Darling, your cheeks are a little flushed? Are you feeling alright?” You ask, lips twitching as you repress a grin. His eyes look up into yours and you see the way they narrow, you know you’re in for it later. Your eyes look up to the clock and he notices “two hours twenty eight minutes” he whispers but it sounds like a growl, sending tingles down your spine as you grin, licking your lips as you smiled innocently “oh hinawa I don’t know what you’re talking about, I just wanted to know if did this right” you point back to the paper and he doesn’t even look away, just hands you the paper and in a low voice just to you says “you know you have to do this over”

You grinned and took the papers back, looking down at the section you pointed at and smiling at the phrase “are you hard yet?” In the lightest of pencils that would be easily erased.

You giggled to yourself as you sat back down and erased the phrase before writing in exactly what it was supposed to say. You put the papers on your finished stack and then licked your lips, biting the bottom as your eyes flick to him, running your finger tips down the collar of your shirt. His eyes narrow again and you smile at him, waving with your fingers before you stand and pick up your finished paperwork, heading down to file them properly.

You set down separate stacks on top of different cabinets, alphabetizing the stacks before you start to file them in the right places, only a little tiny baby but shocked when the door opens and Hinawa enters, closing the door behind him.

It’s quiet for a few moments as he looks you in the eye, no doubt mulling over what he’s about to do

“Reckless rule breaker” he says and then locks the door.

[oneoftheextras]

Day 1 | Benimaru Shinmon | kinktober 2021

kinktober 2021 masterlist

1st October - Blindfolding

paring: benimaru shinmon x f!reader

summary: being new to company 8 meant you hadn’t had the chance to meet any of their allied fire force soldiers. 

what better way to introduce yourself to company 7′s captain than at a masquerade-esque festival? 

words: 4.3k

a/n: i had to do a bit of research into traditional japanese fall festivals, if i got any information incorrect please dm me and let me know - also, i westernised the festival a tad to make it more in-line with halloween.

warnings: 18+, smut, blindfolding, unprotected smut, small injury but no gore

                                     day two | orgasm denial | keishin ukai →

Asakusa was a traditional town. Every resident knew each other on a personal level, to the point where they knew if someone was a visitor.

That’s why you felt so out of place standing on the stone courtyard with the rest of Company 8.

It would seem that regardless of the eccentric masks covering everyone’s face, it was obvious that you and the rest of your Company were not from Asakusa. It made an uncomfortable notion settle in your stomach.

“Relax!” Obi rubbed a hand in between your shoulders to reassure you, “We were invited, by the face you’re making you’d think you’re gate-crashing!” he chuckled warmly.

When you gazed up at the large man, you noticed that he was doing the same motion to Iris - she must be scared too. “It feels like we are.” you mumbled as you played with the ribbon of your mask.

This party heavily resembled a masquerade ball, but Hinawa had scorned you when you called it that - you definitely weren’t to say that when you were around Asakusa natives. 

Iris’ eyes found yours and you shared a worried glance, “Go and get a drink, then you’ll feel better.” Obi’s hands pushed the two of you forward gently.

In that moment, an unspoken pact between you and Iris was made, one that said ‘Stick together for the whole night so we’re not alone’.

The courtyard was a swirl of oranges, browns, yellows, and shades of blacks. Company 8 called it Halloween, but Company 7 did things differently - this was Tsukimi, a celebration to honour the autumn moon.

Seasonal vegetables and produce stood in the centre of the courtyard on a large circular table, every now and then you would spot another member of the village placing susuki or kaki down on the table, only to be swept away into the crowd of dancers immediately after.

“What’s all that?” you covered your mouth that you’d just stuffed with rice dumplings so you wouldn’t spit it all over Iris, and pointed to the table with the other, “That’s their offerings to the autumn moon,” she smiled gently.

Nodding in understanding, you swallowed the rice mush, “Should we have brought something of our own? You know, as an offering?” panic shot through you at the thought of being rude at such a well respected festival.

“The Captain and Lieutenant have already done that, on behalf of Company 8.”. Almost as though speaking it had made it happen, you spotted the two men attempting to make their way to the table through the sea of moving people while carrying pumpkins.

A stifled laugh came from you as you tried not to choke on your food. Hinawa was being his usual sensible self by having a pumpkin in each hand; Obi, however, was carrying at least 8 of them by himself.

You could almost see the fear in his eyes at the thought of dropping one of them.

“Enjoying the festivities?” a gentle voice came from behind where the two of you were hiding. “Very much!” Iris nodded politely while you tried to compose yourself, although his approach wasn’t sudden, it still made you jump.

Turning your body towards the sound, you realised it was Lieutenant Konro when he moved his dark blue mask, “It’s very beautiful, Sir.” you agreed with your friend and politely bowed to the older man.

Although you’d never officially met any other Company’s yet, you’d been told about Konro before arriving and the huge scar across his nose was a big enough give away as to who this man was.

“No need for formalities, my dear, I don’t believe we’ve met?” he returned your bow and left the statement open for you to introduce yourself, which you took. “Ah, you’re Company 8′s new girl!” Konro smiled at the realisation as to who he was speaking with.

“Yup, this is my first outing!” you shily giggled, feeling a weird sense of calm when around the Lieutenant.

It was kind of ironic, the first time you would meet another company would be while you were all masked and unrecognisable.

Konro extended his hand to you with his palm facing upwards, his head bowed ever so slightly, “Then let me welcome you properly, would you care to dance?”.

Well, I can’t say no? That would be rude!

When you slipped your hand into his, he looked up through his eyelashes and smiled. He pushed his mask back up his nose and lead you wordlessly towards the ring of people.

The beat of the music was hard to keep up with, but Konro spun, pulled and lifted you in every which direction so you didn’t have much control over where your body went. Thankfully, it hid the fact you didn’t know what you were doing.

After a little while he seemed to get tired, rubbing his shoulders and moving them in small circles, “Are you okay?” you started to ask, seeing the tinge of pain in his expression.

“Getting old Konro, don’t exert yourself.” a deep voice came behind you, it was not one that you recognised.

When you turned to face him -you presumed they were a him- it didn’t help, his mask was plain black but it had a thin veil over his eyes, you wondered how he could properly see.

Even more surprisingly was the tone he had with the Lieutenant, “Maybe you can take my place,” Konro smiled fondly and gestured his hand openly towards you. Without being able to see the other man, you felt his eyes judging your appearance.

“I’d rather not,” he turned his head away as though he was pretending you didn’t exist, “Don’t be rude to our guest!” Konro’s tone became more authoritative.

There was a small silence. “You know I can’t dance.” the stranger was struggling to get out of this, “Never can she.” Konro countered.

Okay, ouch!

“He’s not wrong!” you laughed, trying to include yourself in the conversation instead of standing on the side lines gormlessly, this time he turned to face you.

A heavy sigh left his mouth, he had admitted defeat by taking hold of your hand, “Go and rest!” he shouted behind him as he lead you back to the crowd of dancers.

The first few minutes were awkward to say the least. He wasn’t as elegant as Konro but he was twice, if not thrice, as strong - and he definitely could dance.

When he launched you into the air it felt like he was propelling you into space, if it wasn’t for his tight grip then you’d never be seen again. Becoming one with the aliens.

It was fun though. Just like Konro, he took the lead, and it seemed as though the majority of these routines were male led. Probably because of the amount of lifting they required, you doubt you could lift this man despite the heavy training Obi made you do every day.

“Who are you?” his voice cut through the crescendo of the music, “Why do you want to know?” you jabbed back at him playfully. The festivities were starting to rub off on you.

“You’re not from here.” he stated with a hint of detest, Hinawa was right about Company 7 being territorial. “Says who?” you toyed with him a bit longer.

It felt like your mission to try and make him laugh or at least smile. “I know everyone in this town, personally,” he paused to spin you around like the many other pairs around you did, your back hit his chest, “You’re not from here.” he grumbled in your ear, there was a hint of a threat in his words.

The way his grip on you tightened told you that you were getting to him, but when you didn’t immediately answer him he continued, “So, who are you?” his tone didn’t leave much room for arguing, but you somehow seemed so squeeze through the gap and find it.

“What’s the point in this-” you gestured to the black masquerade mask resting on your cheeks, “-If I just tell you who’s under it?” you leaned your head on his chest so you could gaze up to his face.

Annoyingly, the design of his own mask didn’t allow you to see much of his face. All you could see was his long dark hair, his mouth and his jaw. Not that you were complaining, he had very attractive lips and his jaw was sharp - even the muscles in his neck were toned.

“You know who I am, so it’s only fair I know you.” he eventually twirled you off of his chest, making your head spin and dizziness take over, “But I don’t know who you are,” you interjected.

He scoffed at your statement, an air of arrogance took over him, “Of course you do.” his moves didn’t seem to match what everyone around you was doing and you took this as a sign of him being at least a little bit intrigued by you and the conversation.

“No, really, I don’t.” you tried to sound as serious as possible so he would believe you. He didn’t verbally reply but you heard a low hum vibrate out of his throat, it sounded as though he was still trying to make up his mind about the authenticity of your ignorance, “I’d like to though.” a smile crept up on you as you allowed the cheeky statement to linger in the air for a while.

It surprised you when he returned your impish grin. “I’m not sure you’d like me anymore if you knew me.” he placed his hands on your hips and lifted you into the air while turning you around, your hands were on his shoulders for stability, “Who said I like you now?” you poked your tongue through your teeth, almost biting it when your feet connected with the floor again.

There was a noticeable shift in the atmosphere around the two of you, “You wouldn’t be smiling so much if you didn’t,” his touches felt more purposeful, even when his hands lingered on you a little bit longer than they were supposed to.

Although, this was a dance that you’d never seen before. How did you know what was right and wrong?

“I can’t help it, I like having attractive company,” you were brave with your words but you had to admit his physique was impressive, you just wished you could see more of his face.

He felt like his brain short circuited for a moment, he couldn’t have heard you correctly, no one found him attractive.

The small yelp that fell from your lips pulled him from his thoughts. The beautiful dress that you were wearing had caught alight where his hands were connected to your body.

Instantly he let go of you and the flames went out, “Are you okay?” he asked, it was uncharacteristic for him to lose control of his pyrokinesis, let alone care about someone so quickly. Especially someone who wasn’t from Asakusa, but he had to admit you were an interesting individual.

“Sting a little, but no real harm done,” you laughed nervously, you weren’t unpowered so it was a shock when his flames actually harmed you. This should’ve been your first warning as to who this man was.

Before you could ask what he was doing, he had taken your hand and led you into a large building away from the crowds of people enjoying the festival - you would’ve attempted to pull your hand away if it wasn’t for the bruising grip he held on it.

Within minutes he had sat you down in a private room and was carefully rubbing ointment on the faint burn marks on your skin. He was having a lot of trouble trying to hook his finger into the burn holes he had made while rubbing in the ointment.

The feeling of his fingertips on your flesh had a light tingle running up your spine. His hands were warm, if it weren’t for the fear of him setting you alight again you’d allow yourself to fully enjoy it.

“Would you mind taking this off?” he asked flatly as he tugged at your dress. You stared at him for a moment to see whether he was being serious - his mouth was a straight line, indicating he was 100% serious.

Well, if he can’t see how indecent that would be then why not?

With a shrug and a blunt “Sure.” you pulled the hem of your skirt up past your underwear, only stopping on your stomach when you heard him say “That’s enough.” - suddenly the awkwardness of when you first met felt like nothing.

He huffed as he flipped the veil of his mask up to rest on his head with one hand and continued to apply the ointment with the other.

His gesture made you gaze up at his face, the sound of you sharply intaking breath through your nose made him stop the rubbing, “Is it cold?” he didn’t bother to look up at you when he address you which you were thankful for.

“Mhmm,” you lied. The inhale was actually because of his striking eyes, you weren’t exactly sure what to expect when he lifted that thick piece of fabric but a pair of miss-matched irises was not it.

His left eye had a white circle surrounding a red pupil, and his right eye displayed a white cross; it was unlike anything you had ever seen.

“Here,” he rubbed his palms together and exhaled onto them to warm them up as he placed his huge hands onto your hips and gently kneaded them, “Is that better?” he asked innocently, completely unaware of the fact you were biting your bottom lip to stop yourself from making any inappropriate noises.

It wasn’t your fault! It was right on your hip bone, every circular motion had the butterflies in your stomach doing somersaults. 

You closed your eyes and let yourself enjoy the feeling of his hands on your skin, you focused on controlling your breathing and muting any sounds, so much so that you almost didn’t notice how his thumbs found their way under the elastic of your underwear.

Almost.

Your eyes slowly opened when you felt the resistance lift from your hips, only to make eye contact with those inconsistent orbs. It felt like the wind had been knocked out of your lungs when you watched him slowly start to slide the elastic down your legs - even moreso when you lifted your hips to help him.

His eyeline dipped down to in between your thighs and you finally turned your head away, feeling embarrassed of how easily you were letting this stranger see your nakedness.

“Shy?” his words brought your attention back to him, but you dared not make eye contact, instead you nodded, “Close your eyes and don’t open until I say so.” he was commanding but calm, spreading a feeling of ease over you, “Okay.” you quietly agreed, all your sassiness from earlier gone.

A few moments went by and you were tempted to peak at him, especially when you felt the ribbon of your mask coming undone and it slip off your face, but you stayed true to your word.

You felt your mask be replaced with another one and he tightly redid the ribbon so the strands press against your head like a strange halo, “Open.” he said close to your ear and you obeyed, but your vision was just as dark.

The only indication of what had happened was his scent being significantly stronger and the feeling of fabric tickling your nose and cheeks.

“Answer me honestly, can you see?” his breath ghosted over your earlobe and you could feel the heat of his body radiating onto your chest, “N-No.” you didn’t dare move, “Do you want me?” his voice lowered in pitch and volume.

“I don’t know you,” you tried your best to avoid the question because it embarrassed you to admit that you did after such a short amount of time spent with him, and it also didn’t help that he most definitely already knew that, “That’s not answering my question,” he sounded like a disappointed teacher, “Yes or no, do you want me?” he repeated himself and something told you he wouldn’t ask you again.

You swallowed a lump of saliva down your throat with difficulty, “Y-Yes.” you hesitantly whispered, and then his warmth went away.

For a second you started to panic, your bottom half was fully exposed to the room and you couldn’t see a thing, all the worst possible things that could happen came to mind.

But before your paranoia could really settle in and fester you felt his hands on your shins, then they began to trail up over your knees and stop on your thighs. His hands were big enough to easily move your legs apart, not that you gave him much resistance.

Suddenly, his hands slid up the backs of your thighs and pushed them up into your chest, causing your torso to fly backwards and your head to hit the firm matted floor.

He didn’t say sorry audibly, but when you felt his tongue brush over your core you suddenly no longer wanted to hear one. Shamefully you mewled as he used his tongue to explore your folds, you wished more than anything that you could see him, but in the same sense it heightened the experience tenfold.

It made your toes curl and your cunt clench around nothing when he started to lick small teasing circles on your clit. At this point you weren’t even trying to be quiet - you could still hear the music from outside and it was only getting louder along with you.

He appeared to only be spurred on by your noises; his grip on your thighs tightened and his mouth pushed against you with more force, his tongue diving deeper into you so he could feel you clench around it.

Then the sensation stopped and his hands left your legs. Disgracefully, you whined at the loss and brought your hand up to move the mask off of your eyes. Almost instantly your wrist was pinned to the matt and you could feel his weight over you again.

“Keep it on,” his breath brushed your lips and consequently made them dryer than they already were, making you wet them with your own tongue, “I’m going to fuck you now, okay?” his voice found itself at your left ear and you felt a shudder crawl down your spine as he rubbed his tip through your wet lips.

Frantically, you nodded. That was all he needed to signal for him to continue - he pushed himself into you, slowly at first but as soon as his head felt the warmth of your insides he snapped his hips harshly against your own to fully sheath himself inside of you.

It would’ve been nice to have some time to adjust to his size but you weren’t about to complain about how full he made you feel, especially when he let out such a throaty groan into the crook of your neck.

“Fuck,” he breathed as he dragged his hips almost the entire way back, only to thrust back into you again.

It was practically intoxicating to him how good you felt around him, and now that he had a taste he needed more. Immediately he started to pound into you, his grip on your wrist the only thing anchoring you to the ground.

The melody of your moans resonating together was better than any music that was being played outside. Alongside the accompaniment of bare skin hitting bare skin, it was a festival within of itself.

Your free hand blindly found the back of his head and you felt a pang of jealousy go through you when you felt no ribbon tied around his head, he was no longer wearing a mask yet he made you wear one.

In mild annoyance, your fingers pulled on the threads of his hair and a low growl vibrated through him, instantly being paired by an increase in his speed.

He was ramming into you at a bruising tempo, he lifted himself off of you in favour of holding your hips in place so he could pull your body onto him and meet his thrusts.

Ironically, his thumbs were pressing onto the burn marks he had so gently tried to sooth only moments prior, instead he was now using them as a berth while he impaled you repeatedly on his cock.

Everything was so sensitive but all you could do was moan shamelessly as he bounced you on him. Every movement he made had your stomach doing flips, your legs and arms felt numb because of how much attention your brain was focusing on your oncoming orgasm.

You tried your best to hold it back, but when your walls clenched around him it gave you away. It was like a signal for him, he released one of your hips so he could rub small circles on your hips.

He was close too, but there was no way he was going to allow himself to cum first. The way you tightened around him almost tempted him to fall over the edge but he wanted to watch you come undone first, he wanted to see every muscle in your beautiful face scrunch up and then release as you came all over his cock.

Another growl left him as he tore the mask away from your face, it was getting in the way, he wanted to look into your eyes as he made you feel good and he couldn’t with that stupid piece on you - even though he put it there.

For a brief moment you got to see his features; his cut jaw slightly lack as he lost himself in pleasure, his furrowed eyebrows and his long black hair sticking to his forehead from perspiration.

It was only a moment, then your eyes were screwed shut as you felt the warmth of your climax snap inside you, “F-Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh shit!” a string of cussed escorted your high pitched screams into the air as you felt him cum inside of you.

Then the only sound, other than the music outside, was your shared heavy breathing while you both came down from your highs.

A tingle went through you when he finally pulled out and replaced your underwear as though nothing had happened, he stood up helped you to your feet as well.

You were about to say something when you felt your phone start to vibrate in your pocket, “One second,” you gestured to him when you saw it was Obi calling you. He simply nodded as he stepped away to find his mask that he’d carelessly threw to the side.

“Hey, you okay?” you asked as soon as you’d put the phone to your ear, “Where are you? We’ve been looking for you for the past hour!” Obi sounded worried and it broke your heart to hear him so distressed.

“I’m fine, I’m fine!” you reassured him, “Where are you guys, I’ll come to you.” you skilfully dodged telling him where you were, you weren’t sure how he would react considering how protective he was over you all.

While you were on the phone, the dark haired man handed you your mask while he fiddled with his in his hands.

You agreed to meet the rest of Company 8 by the food table where you’d left Iris and hung up the phone.

“Hey, I’ve gotta go,” you explained to the, not-so-much-a, stranger as you tied your mask back around your face, his had unfortunately snapped in half in the heat of the moment.

What’s the etiquette for this type of thing? Do I say thank you? Do I just leave?

He nodded in understanding and didn’t seem too bothered by your departure, “See you around?” you couldn’t sound more unsure of yourself if you tried, but he nodded again and added a “Sure.” to make you feel a bit better.

You really thought Obi was going to give you hell when you saw him and the rest of Company 8, but instead he gave you a hug, clearly happy that you were safe. You were in the middle of explaining the burn holes in your dress to Iris and Maki as being a clumsy accident with one of the many lit candles when you saw Obi’s eyeline shift to behind you.

“Oh, Y/N!” he started as he turned you around with one hand and you had to stop your eyes from widening, “This is Benimaru Shinmon, Captain of the 7th, and Konro Sagamiya, his Lieutenant,”.

Captain?

At this point your heart was thumping but Obi continued, “I don’t believe you’ve met them yet, they invited us here!” he smiled unknowingly while you’d suddenly forgotten how to introduce yourself to someone you’d already met, and someone you’d had inside you only moments prior.

The 7th Captain grimaced at the way Obi had said his name to you, but luckily, he stayed nonchalant, “No, we haven’t.” he said calmly, you followed his lead, “Nice to meet you,” you stuck your hand out for him to shake but he kept his arms crossed and inside of his kimono, “Likewise.” was the only response you got.

Konro glanced between the two of you knowingly but decided to keep his knowledge to himself, instead he was the one that took your outstretched hand and saved you from awkwardness, “It’s a pleasure to meet you properly,” he smiled.

He had a few questions for his friend, but he would save you both the embarrassment of asking them in front of everyone else, instead he would just enjoy the festivities.

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[hoeneypirate]

Rule breakerS, plural.

Hinawa x fem reader smut

Part one here

MINORS DNI. MINORS GO AWAY. 18+ ONLY

Warning: sex in the file room. Little bit of punishment, Spanking, oral(hinawa), use of sir and many fem pet names like princess and baby girl. Idk what else to put

the click of the lock makes you squeeze your thighs in anticipation

“Making me break the rules with you” he says as he slowly walks toward you, your lips twitch up in a small grin as he takes the stack from your hands.

“Oh but I can’t make my Lieutenant do anything” you say and his hand rises to gently rest against your neck “you’re right. I want to do this” he says, thumb brushing across your pulse point before moving to the back of your neck and pulling you forward to kiss you, mouth hungry against yours as his tongue slips into your mouth without resistance.

You whimper softly and he pulls back with a smirk “you should be punished pretty girl” he says into your ear and you whimper and grip his biceps

He kisses your neck then moved to your other ear “but my pretty girl wanted to be punished didn’t she?” Your knees shake as you whimper, your slick pooling between your legs drenching your panties as you bite your lip and look up into his eyes.

He frowns slightly and uses the hand buried in your hair to pull your head back as he kisses and nips at your collarbone just blow your shirt line, leaving an array of marks that you’ll be able to hide if you button up your shirt.

He pulls your hair a little harder, not enough to hurt just to add a little pressure, you gasp and he chuckles softly before whispering his demand into your ear “Answer me.”

“Yes!” You gasp out “yes I was looking forward to your punishment Sir!” You say and he chuckles again, releasing your hair and then leaning down to press and gentle kiss to your lips “that’s my girl” he whispers then unbuttons your shirt, slowly untying the sleeves of your jumpsuit and letting it fall off your hips. Your breaths came in pants, skin hot as he kissed your neck again, licking and sucking softly as his fingers slip down to run a finger across your clothed cunt, finding his fingers sticky with your slick that’s drenched them already

“My naughty girl” he growls into your ear and you whimper, hands squeezing his biceps

“Hinawa” you whine and he chuckles into your skin before pulling back, pupils blown and glasses smudged.

“You’re so needy already, What happened to my naughty princess? My strong dominant tease?” You groan and pull yourself together clearing your throat as you turn your head away from him, brattiness coming out ten fold “I should finish my work” you say, voice just slightly trembling.

He laughs and then steps back “if that’s what you.. really want” he says as he unzips his jumpsuit all the way, pushing down his boxers so his hard cock can spring free and he takes it into his hand as he pushes up his white undershirt to his neck “by all means, Princess, go back to work” his voice was deep and your eyes were glued to the way he called your bluff, hand languidly moving up and down his length that never failed to impress you.

Your mouth filled with saliva and when you looked back up to his face he’s smirking

“Well?” He asks, voice demanding and it has you practically jumping into action, falling to your knees and tying up your hair before placing your hands in your lap and opening your mouth, tongue rolling out just how he likes to see you

“There’s my good girl” he praises and you feel your walls drip more desire into your panties as you clench, desperate all day for friction.

“Go ahead” he says and lets his cock go, heavy enough to dip down towards your mouth already and you’re whimpering as you take him into your mouth, moaning at his salty taste. “Fuck” he says as your head bobs on his cock, his tip hitting the back of your throat as your hands massage his heavy balls. You close your eyes and focus on breathing as you take him as deep as you can and swallow around him causing his head to fall back and his hand to caress your cheek

“So good to me baby” he moans out, hand soft against your skin as he starts to rock into your mouth at a slow pace, knowing how weak your gag reflex can be he never wants to push you, waiting for your sign against his thighs if it was too much but you don’t, you moan and change up your pace on his balls to match how he’s fucking your throat.

You shift on your knees and whine, desperate for more friction, he chuckles and then pulls out of your mouth, holding your chin “keep your tongue out” he says and you obey, moaning as he rubs the head of his cock against your tongue, slobber and pre cum dripping down your chin

“Maybe I should reward you now for being such a good princess for me” you nod your head and he laughs again, helping you to your feet before turning you around and pushing you against one of the filing cabinets

Your knees are still shaking as he runs a hand down your backside “but I know how bad you like to be punished” he growls into your ear and then lands a hard slap against your left side. You gasp and then moan, gripping the edge of the cabinet and sticking your ass out farther “but maybe” he says, another slap landing on the other side “a better punishment would be none at all”

You groan, all that work for nothing really would be the worst punishment. He laughs “good thing I love you” he growls and then pushes down your jumpsuit and panties to your ankles and landing three quick slaps to your bare left cheek.

You moan, burying your face into your arm as he counts out slaps, hand soothing the red marks after each one, smirking when he sees you dripping, glistening down your inner thighs. When he gets to 13 he leans down and kisses one of the marks, sliding his fingers through your slick before sinking two fingers to the last knuckle.

“Yes!” You gasp out and he pushes up your shirt to kiss down your spine “you took your punishment so well love” he says, fingers slowly pumping in and out “should I give you your reward now?” You moan “please. Please, please baby. Please sir!”

He sinks his clock to the hilt in one fluid motion, a beautiful stretch that makes you gasp and then melt into a moan as he starts to pound into you, his head falling back at the way you clench around him “so tight” he whispers and you bite your knuckle to contain your moans

A hard slap to your right ass cheek has you gasping “none of that. Let me hear you” he says and you nod with a wobbly head “yes sir! Yes sir!” He chuckles and his hands start to knead at your hips as he ups his speed, slamming his hips into yours roughly, whines and moans falling from your lips as you let go, letting him have it all.

“Yesss that’s my good girl” he says as you tighten around him, your coil tightening as your voice coming out in higher pitches

The whole day of teasing him, of hoping for this, had kept you on edge that your release was quicker than usual “Please can I cum sir?” You ask looking back and meeting his eye

He’s smiling softly and combined with his rough pace you’re clenching around him tight and he grunts “cum for me pretty girl” he commands and you cry out his name as you shake and tremble, creaming around his cock as he fucks you through it, cumming with a delicious groan of his own as he empties inside of you.

He slowly pulls out, using his fingers to shove his cum deeper inside of you before turning you around and sticking his fingers covered in a mix of yours and his cum deep in your mouth.

He smiles when he pulls his fingers out clean, cupping your cheek softly before he pulls up your panties and bottoms for you, tying the jumpsuit sleeves and making sure you look presentable before he fixes himself up.

When he meets your eye again you’re still panting and trembling and he smirks, leaning in and kissing you softly and leaning into your ear “green?” He asks and you nod “green, love. Very green” he nods and kisses your neck softly

“Good, because I’m not done. There’s more in store for you later tonight and you best not spill a drop of my cum. I’ll be checking when I finally get to admire this gorgeous set” his hands give your ass a final squeeze as he kisses you gently “now , finish your job.” he says and turns, the lock clicking as he opens the door and walks out without a glance back.