#rindou haitani x reader fem

[alessabriel]

Deep kisses

Summary: no matter the occasion they can't resist eating your mouth, and it's on any occasion.

Characteres: RAN HAITANI, RINDOU HAITANI, Hanma Shuji, Sanzu|Akashi Haruchiyo, DRAKEN|RYUGUJI KEN, Mitsuya Takashi, Smiley|Kawata Nahoya, MIKEY|ANO MANJIRO, Sano Shinichiro, BAJI KEISUKE, Kisaki Tetta.

Cw. content warning: graphic descriptions, smut, implicit and explicit nudity, dirt, etc. Side note: I feel it went a little slow or lost focus at some point, repeated words, but we are rusty at writing smut.

is somewhat based on the post: @animeangel21 of this esteemed and very creative person if we are honest.

Haitani Ran.

Your plush and plump lips always seduced him without the need to flirt, he just admired them and something inside him revolted to attack them, to kiss them to exhaustion but at that moment he could not violate your sweet mouth because you were too busy, busy with his cock between your lips.

You knew how to weaken his knees.

Kneeling in front of your boyfriend and your hands handling his long, fat, big length at will and admiring how it glistened from the pre-seminal fluid that coated him along with your strawberry gloss, you could feel on the skin of your shoulders the trembling that ran up and down your boyfriend's legs. It filled you with pride to make him tremble with just a few kisses and caresses, because it was just a preparation. With amusement you showed your tongue to Ran who watched you from above with her eyes barely open before running your tongue along his cock tracing the sensitive, swollen veins, savoring the warm aftertaste and diluted flavor of your strawberry gloss.

"I love your cock Ran" you whimpered as you flicked your tongue over the tip of his cock, you spread your legs even wider and wiggled your hips uselessly in the air seeking friction which you got from your panties "And it's all mine."

Ran felt herself faint as she watched you take the tip of his cock into your mouth, between those plush lips and sucked. He felt your fucking wet tongue playing with the sensitive skin of his penis and how you were slowly pushing it in further rubbing it a little with your teeth, he hissed at the contact and couldn't control his hands that rested on your head feeling the softness of your hair. Her hands trembled as you swallowed around it without taking it out of your mouth, you licked and sucked, she could feel the coolness of your saliva descend to his balls by how it increased the movement of your head.

"F-fucking doll, a-that's it, like that keep swallowing my cock" hissed sensitive Ran as you lowered your head so far down on his cock that you rubbed his base and he felt even weaker at the knees as your fingers gently massaged his balls.

If Ran thought that blowjob was his undoing it was completely unknown when you began to bob your head up and down on his cock ignoring your gag reflex and he decided to help you. Ever so carefully with his trembling hands he grabbed the sides of your head to fuck your mouth, he listened to your muffled moans and groans as you clawed at his thighs and your throat closed around his fat tip. Maybe it was how gorgeous you looked sucking his cock or how your crystallized eyes watched him with such adoration even as he had his cock deep in your throat but he couldn't tell when he felt that unmistakable sensation run all the way through him to empty himself into your little throat.

He knew you perfectly well and knew you would eat him to show him what a good girl you were, he knew you well.

You felt the hot creamy liquid in your mouth and part of your throat you struggled to swallow it but Ran pulled you up suddenly leaving you in his lap to attack your still open mouth. You failed to stop your moaning groan as he ran his mouth smearing, sucking and sharing his cum between the two of you. You clung tightly to his bare back as you struggled equally with his tongue feeling the mess of cum and saliva, you wanted to savor it alone.

Ran tasted his own cum on your tongue a pleasant taste, you deserved no less but he always watched you gladly run his cum down your throat until it disappeared to show him at the end your nice clean little mouth already without his semen. He couldn't help but get more excited, you kissed exquisitely.

"I-I wanted to swallow it alone R-ran" you said still excited but sulking.

And it might have had a better effect if you didn't have your lips so swollen and bathed in a combination of saliva and cum next to your sweet pussy rubbing on his cock, but it was one of the many scenes Ran loved to memorize you in.

"You are such a greedy girl my love but there is more I wanted to taste my sweet angel eat only the best."

Haitani Rindou.

He had memorized the most sensitive parts of your body since you had allowed him to worship you in intimacy like everywhere else, and fuck if he knew how much you loved milking him for all he was worth, sucking the life out of his cock and clinging to his hips burying your sharp nails into his flesh. Rindou felt your warm wet mouth receive him on every needy onslaught he created, holding his weight on the bed with both arms enjoying the burn in his muscles and your sloppy sucking, you knew how he liked it.

"Come on pretty girl use that tight throat of yours" instructed in a baritone voice Rindou as he thrust deeper into the hot cavern of your mouth, feeling his tip pierce the entrance of your throat into the tight, narrow channel of your throat. You hissed in surprise as your significantly smaller hands grabbed his ass pushing him down as if you wished he would choke you "You adore your boyfriend's cock don't you? That's right, take what belongs to you beautiful."

With both hands you pushed your boyfriend further down your throat, that he would choke you with his cock and you enjoyed touching his buttocks, you didn't manage to stop yourself when you slid your nails across the semi covered skin of his ass by how his fingers plugged your nose out of nowhere when he sheathed himself completely in your mouth feeling how he took up so much space and made you want to puke. You couldn't breathe, it was sweet agony and it went on for a few minutes where you swallowed around the intrusion so long and so rich, in desperation you clawed his ass even harder for air.

Rindou knew he was being cruel, but for how you scratched him in order to mark him and bring him closer ignored how the air was scarce for you, how between scratching you still caressed him touching his ass which in your words was so attractive and how plus you ate his cock. He felt your throat begin to close and you began to retch so hard that you began to expel his cock from your tight throat so counting the seconds in his mind he pulled his cock out of your mouth listening as you inhaled and exhaled with some desperation but still searching for his cock with an annoyed pout, he adored you with all his being.

You are so cute, good, kind and somewhat shy that no one would imagine how dirty you were with your boyfriend's cock in your mouth.

Before you could beg him a pair of somewhat parched but moist lips suddenly shocked you to feel his wet tongue brushing your open mouth. He was running his wet tongue around your mouth collecting the pre-seminal fluid and you eagerly opened your mouth to receive from his dirty mouth his saliva and the pre-seminal fluid that he sucked from your mouth. You were kissing in such a dirty way, smearing saliva and caressing your tongues without even closing your mouths.

"R-rinie" you sobbed still feeling him rubbing his tongue with yours, you squeezed your legs together until you felt some satisfaction in your pussy "I-I want cock, y-your cock."

Rindou smiled as he admired you with your pretty tongue out, you were so drunk with just sucking his cock and a make out session.

"You have a sweet tooth girl" mockingly insulted the older one before kissing your wet tongue and sucking it feeling his own taste, it was not unpleasant and he considered it perfect he had modified his diet so that his semen was not unpleasant for you. What he was doing to love you and to always keep you satisfied, though you both enjoyed it "But don't worry I am with your pussy too."

Hanma Shuji.

There was a bustle in the gathering, somewhat annoying white noise that failed to distract Hanma from you; his gorgeous tender and certainly somewhat reserved girl under the table with her mouth open on his cock placing her lips stretched close to his base, his cock was all the way down. I could feel you sucking his cock so languidly and peacefully, you were so relaxed warming his cock that I could tell you could fall asleep out of nowhere. You had done it before and he had woken you up with his fingers in your pussy, these were hot sessions where you would see who would cum first. Between the discomfort of hearing something disadvantageous and ridiculous he focused on you, his beloved partner who would open your eyes every now and then to look up at him from your spot under the table on a soft cushion for your legs, resting your head on his thigh, so relaxed and calm almost sleepy.

Everyone in the gathering knew you were under the table but because of the gun sitting on the table without the safety put inches away from his dominant hand no one would dare say anything about it, not since the last one had hinted at sharing to the sleepy eyed girl who took a bullet between the eyebrows in front of the whole Kanto ManjiKai gang and in front of his girlfriend.

With extreme care Hanma removed your cock from your mouth watching as a trickle of saliva and sticky clear liquid attached your sweet mouth to his cock, Your flimsy struggle to seek back his cock amused him in an endearing way as he knew how horny you were but with a chuckle he urged you to sit up until you were sitting on his lap with your skimpy clothes barely covered by the gang jacket that hid the black lace and soft fabric that made up your dark toned lingerie from prying eyes, with a smile he kissed you not caring how you were so relaxed sucking his cock before, that managed to excite him even more. He made sure that his kiss distracted you enough, running over your sweet lips and the inside of your little mouth feeling how you reciprocated the kiss so enthusiastically. In the middle of that kiss he sweetly slid even sideways those almost transparent panties not before making sure to caress the plump lips of your pussy not forgetting to press your hard little pearl receiving a sweet moan from you and finally impaling you with his cock feeling your wet pussy accept it with some reluctance and wet noises, delighting everyone at the fucking table with your needy whimpers.

"Could you hurry this up my angel I want you to fuck her and you bastards are making her wait" you ungraciously accused catching the wandering glances of some worthless ones that with one look from you scared everyone along with your gun you held in your dominant hand "And my angel does not forgive".

Whimpering and needy you rubbed yourself a little turning your hips over his lap savoring the sweet stretch with a little ache at how he took up so much space in your pussy, how he filled your insides to the max feeling somewhat full as you almost felt him that he couldn't get any further into your rubbery walls but for how he accommodated you better indicating you with motions to lean back fully on his muscular chest leaving you room in the hollow of his neck, your favorite place to hide your little face and you did, you clung with your arms to his torso burying your nails in his covered back and moved as close as possible to his ear to kiss it before whispering, you were clenching just thinking about what you would say.

"Kill them all Shuji" you whispered low feeling his cock pulsing inside you "Because of them you can't fuck me."

The sound of the gun triggering several times and how he kissed your hundred made you drip on his cock, you were so wet.

"I told you so my angel doesn't forgive."

Sanzu | Akashi Haruchiyo.

He kept his eyes on the ceiling, enjoying your soft and delicate touches which was the antithesis of how you went up and down the length of his cock like you hated yourself, but it was the rhythm you loved to have on his cock making sure you couldn't talk the next day. Sanzu loved it, he always ended up hypersensitive and dry, you milked him for all he was worth.

"F-fucking gods baby" moaned and group the Akashi feeling your tight throat squeezing the thickness of his cock between velvety wet walls "You love it don't you?"

With a wet and watery snap the feminine let the cock rebound out of her mouth impacting on her husband's marked abdomen, resenting the slight burning in your throat you took a deep breath and affirmed to the question while sucking your lips without wasting any of its taste, you didn't want to miss anything but your boyfriend's lips distracted you completely by how he sucked your lips to invade your mouth completely, you could feel him how he wanted to fuck your mouth with his tongue and shared everything you milked from his cock.

They were just like that.

Sanzu also tasted himself in your sweet mouth, a taste of you and the one he had learned to love because he had little interest in sucking your soul through your mouth even when you had his seed in your mouth. He adored those kisses, when you completely forgot how your little mouth was full of what he adored eating you alone and you shared it with him in such a dirty kiss, he couldn't externalize how much he adored you.

"I adore your lips my love, I love you."

Draken | Ryuguji Ken.

I don't imagine that your nice visit to drop off his lunch at his shop will lead him to be on the damn motorcycle he was fixing with you kneeling in front of him with your pretty lips around his length swallowing hard, and yet despite that I could see how your pretty eyes shed tears, tears that only turned him on more. The very image of you on your knees in front of him made him wild for you, only you.

"You were so kind to bring me my lunch angel" praised the black haired major guiding his fingers to wipe away your tears, taking with his thumb those elusive crystalline droplets dripping from your long lashes to suck his thumb savoring the saltiness in them listening to you half choking and sobbing on his cock "That I forgot to ask you if you had already eaten, I see you hadn't" he teased with amusement.

Draken delicately tucked your silky hair behind your ears glimpsing the sparkling gemstones in the earrings he gave you just a few days ago, he knew that color would increase your shine because everything managed to show it off better than anyone else. Once your hair was well behind your ears with smooth movements he created a ponytail with your hair that he held with his dominant hand and with an experimental tug he checked that you were indeed following the movements by how you pulled back on its length. And with that he started pulling your hair to free a good part of his cock from your wet mouth and pushed you back against it to swallow it all the way down your throat where he felt you squeezing it impossibly tighter almost expelling it out because it was so tight, tight and your gagging significantly less than before, so much time sucking it was creating a bit of resistance to your gag reflex although he wouldn't deny that he loved hearing you gagging every time you swallowed his cock. The pleasure was making you shudder and your muscles tense, you felt him so close you were rolling your eyes at how you were trying harder to suck when you had just the tip between your lips soaked in his pre-seminal fluid.

"K-ken in my mouth, P-please" you asked needily even as you felt the slight pain from how he guided you by your hair and the burning in your throat "In m-my mouth."

The older man could only smile at your barely whispered request over the tip of his cock, you were giving him licks for how you couldn't lodge it in your mouth and part of your throat. Draken forcefully pulled your hair down so that you lifted your head up catching as you held your pretty tongue out waiting for something, and that filled him with excitement you were such a dirty and horny girl. Watching your cute and sexy scene he put some saliva in his mouth giving you apparently a signal by the way you got more comfortable as you pulled a little more of your pink tongue out of your waiting lips and with that he dropped a drop of saliva.

"Don't swallow precious slut" instructed Draken taking his left hand on his cock to masturbate on your pretty little face, he could almost see your bright heart shaped eyes by the way you looked hungrily at his cock but that drove him more, the pleasure coursed through them almost numbing him but that only added to it. He had never been so turned on by anyone before but you, your very image and caresses drove him crazy, with a grunt he sped up his hand on his cock until it spilled over your mouth and part of your little face, he admired how you were about to close your mouth but still with his hard cock he forcelessly slapped the mess in your mouth "I think I told you not to swallow my beautiful slut, didn't I? Or does just the sight of my cock make you dumb?"

Your answer was a broken sob, you felt the hot mess on your tongue and how it dripped little by little into your mouth, how drops of cum had fallen on the skin of your face but you couldn't use your hands, you were so needy you didn't know when you started to shed tears again but you felt how your partner's fingers picked up what stained your face and smeared it on your lips before kissing you. You were surprised but not amazed, you had kissed before with your fluids or his cum in your mouths but it was always thrilling as well as exciting, you had known men who wouldn't even kiss you after giving them a blow job but Draken could suck the life out of your mouth even when you had his cum in your mouth.

And they both trusted each other.

Draken hadn't been able to resist your beautiful mouth nor your swollen lips, he knew there was a mess but having dirty kisses like that with you just turned him on too much almost feeling overstimulated and the way you clung to his neck tightly indicated that you loved it. He tasted you on his tongue as well as his cum and it was fucking hot stuff, before laying you down on the floor a thud made them cut the kiss short but not let go.

"The bike Ken" you reported looking over his shoulder as the bike had fallen off its stand backwards.

And indeed Draken looked at it, it had fallen because of the movement earlier that left it unstable on the stand but right now he cared little about it he had plenty of time to fix it.

"That will be later, now just kiss me pretty girl."

Mitsuya Takashi.

It had all started with you in front of him adjusting the suit you had given him, a suit he had praised before on a date they had passed near a boutique and weeks later you had given him the suit in his favorite shades. He had been thrilled and even more thrilled by the stupidly beautiful bouquet of flowers that came with the box and a note quoting him on a certain day for a special dinner. You were charming and detail oriented, you made him blush with just a flirtatious and discreet smile but at times you showed off, genuinely it had started out harmlessly but ended with your mouth almost sealed on the base of his cock you hadn't even pulled his clothes down you had only unzipped his fly to get his hard cock out.

And there was only about 25 minutes left, enough to milk him in your words.

Your head was going up and down his hard cock, you didn't let a single drop fall on his pants or your even dress on his suit. You just had to get his erection down so he wouldn't attract stares before you left the apartment, but you were getting so turned on that your panties were soaking wet what you would give to have Takashi's long fingers in your pussy.

"A-love we w-will be late" moaned Mitsuya stiflingly clutching your hands on his body, I admired from above how you were elegantly on your knees without wrinkling your dress too much mate to his suit and you were straining on his cock sucking it, though by how your hips moved almost imperceptibly they were even but the pleasure gave him whiplash that made him hunch over as his cock quivered in your mouth and his body too, your fingers clawed over his t-shirt hard as he spilled completely down your throat without warning feeling you squeeze his cock even tighter by how you milked him for all he was worth, sucking him hard "Fucking d-god."

With a wet 'pop' you let his clean cock out of your mouth and swallowed it all down without spitting it out, it tasted nice and if you dared to do so it would splatter his clothes that was the last thing you wanted. You cleared your throat a little before bringing the wetness around your lips with your fingers to your mouth where you sucked the rest and without missing a beat you kissed the head of Takashi's cock before pulling his boxers up properly and getting fully incorporated.

"You are so sexy" complimented the taller one looking down at you smiling, your lips moist and a little swollen from the kisses earlier and how he had stretched a little over the thickness of his cock. You were so attractive in his eyes that he couldn't stop himself from kissing you, chaste kisses that gave him a taste of your flavor that got louder and louder until he managed to suck your tongue into his mouth eagerly as you had before letting you go even more dazed "I wish I could take that damn dress off and fuck you right now."

"Takashi it will be getting to us later, won't it?"

"Coming from our dinner I will fuck you in every part of the house" sensually threatened the taller one clinging to your waist before kissing you again "Even in the sale with the curtains open, your dress under your cute tits and my cock buried in that wet pussy my love"

"I'll hold you to that promise sweetheart"

Smiley | Kawata Nahoya.

Smiley rammed your little mouth almost as if he hated you, pulling back fast to push his cock into your mouth just as quickly using you as a fucking fleshlight which was what you had asked him to do earlier. He was pressing down on your throat with one hand, your pretty head hanging off the edge of the bed upside down and redoubled his efforts as he saw how your little fingers were under your shorts. He was nothing away from holding your legs and eating your pussy properly but his orgasm coursed through him breaking him completely, with one hard onslaught he filled your mouth with his cum and released your throat.

"That's it doll don't waste a drop" Smiley instructed smiling as he saw you barely in yourself, you were dazed and somewhat drunk, almost like when he was lost in your delicious pussy.

Before he could move you as he wished Smiley heard the fucking apartment lock open, he recognized his brother's footsteps and quickly moved you so you were sitting opposite him and sealed his lips with yours proving himself, he had to disappear his seed from your mouth before his brother came upstairs to see you. You had left before your turn because of how your ankle hurt from a recent fall, he covered you with his body and held you tightly by your chubby cheeks sharing what you had in your mouth, when the door to his room opened you pressed more against his body covering his naked cock.

"Smi- oh sorry for interrupting" apologized Angry embarrassed at the sight of his sister in law and brother kissing, he slammed the door shutting it before running away.

Ignoring that Smiley continued kissing you, licking and rubbing his tongue on yours sharing everything before cutting the kiss short.

"One day Angry will see you with your balls inside me Smiley, you should lock your door asshole."

"What's the thrill of that?"

With a pout you groped his bare and still sensitive cock in retaliation hearing his involuntary squeal.

"Ya doll! I get it!"

"I don't think so because you're still hard."

Mikey | Sano Manjiro.

Kiss after kiss Mikey felt you more uneasy, cold hands running over his skin under his shirt to the edge of his pants, trembling fingers. He could only smile he knew your needs well, after all you had accompanied him all the way even now when Kanto ManjiKai was soaked in blood and crime, you didn't care you just hugged him to your chest as if he was fragile.

Keeping you satisfied, healthy and content was the least you deserved.

I could feel Sanzu's sharp gaze on both of you but you cared little or nothing for how you lavished wet kisses from the corner of his lips to his neck where you bit and sucked hard with the clear intention of marking him since apparently the tattoo of your initials over his heart wasn't enough, I understood why he felt it too.

"Do you want Sanzu to look angel?" the blond questioned you with a deep voice.

You left your task of marking him aside to see Sanzu standing in front of the doors, you could see how he had reddish cheeks and hands behind his back, in your intense gaze Mikey hugged you even more to his side kissing you back coaxing you to hurry up and decide.

"Yes Jiro, I want you to take a closer look if you don't mind?" you replied finally looking your partner in the eyes, eyes black and shining in a dark way.

You knew how much your partner had changed over the years but you couldn't love him any less, every day you fell more in love and perhaps you sinned of being morally grey and questionable but little did you care, no one else would kill for you like him.

"You know it doesn't bother me, after all he loves to look at his Reyna doesn't he Sanzu?"

You still felt somewhat self-conscious (no longer jealous since Sanzu was like a bodyguard of sorts) at how Sanzu seemed to adore Miley but that adoration extended to you, how he looked at you full of absolute adoration and as if begging for praise. But it was certainly nice, maybe a little arousing the way Mikey fondled your tits over your clothes and Sanzu kept his eye on nothing.

"Yes my King."

With that answer you felt Mikey's chest rumble with his laughter, a damn laugh that made you squeeze your legs together and rub them together, you were looking for some friction that wasn't from Mikey's fingers or Sanzu's thighs since every now and then, when Mikey was too busy not to attend to you as his girlfriend he would allow you to use Sanzu at your complete whim but you were always self-conscious and it was he who invited you to use him as your personal plaything but no, you never did without him getting some equal attention since you knew how much work he did in the gang and at Mikey's side.

"Go ahead my Reyna" prompted the pink haired one watching you hide on his Rey's shoulder, but he didn't lose track of your hand on his leader's crotch.

Mikey was frankly feeling aroused, you knew of his slight fetish for exhibitionism and apparently you enjoyed it, it was a release of power to do it in front of his subordinate and not be embarrassed. I imagined you did it on nights when he couldn't come and fuck you as you asked him to do in calls, would you fail Sanzu? Although I didn't believe it, maybe I was just rubbing your tender pussy covered by your panties and pajama shorts on his body. I could only laugh as I imagined you like that, so pampered and needy because that's the way he wanted to keep you always. Your hand on his crotch stimulated him properly and he always wondered how you could open his pants without the need for two hands but it mattered little or nothing because it was with him that you had developed that agility.

"Come on angel you know what you want don't you? Don't be ashamed now" commented the blond to the air squeezing his partner's round ass preparing the flesh for a proper stroke that made him lean forward "That's it, do as you wish, my body belongs to you."

Motivated you leaned over his lap following your intense desire and pulled down your partner's boxers letting out his fat, long cock with highlighted veins. You gave your first shy licks to the shaft holding it between your hands to tap it on your cheeks and tongue, you adored the warm and slightly salty but sweet taste of his cock. You kissed its head before putting it in your mouth feeling how it occupied the space in your mouth, filling it and little by little you were going down to go up slowly, you were preparing your mouth to speed up.

"Isn't she perfect my angel Sanzu?" asked Mikey taking you by the back of the neck to push you down until your lips brushed the fabric of his clothes.

The pink haired one just watched admiringly as his kings shared an intimate moment, he forced himself not to get an erection and it always worked perfectly for him but now when your bright eyes watched him out of the corner of your eye shedding tears that ran down your long eyelashes he was having trouble.

"Y-yes it is my King."

"You heard angel, you're perfect."

You let out a choked sob as best you could as you began to bob up and down on your partner's long fat cock, feeling it invade your oral cavity as if it was monopolizing you and filling you completely. Up and down you went, gaining speed little by little, until you were pulled up by the back of your neck and received a wet kiss from Mikey. Such a dirty, dirty, wet kiss in which you shared saliva and pre-seminal fluid.

You both could do such acts without consequences in your gangbang.

Mikey also tasted on your pink tongue and the taste of your strawberry ice cream that you had eaten before arriving at the Kanto ManjiKai headquarters. He adored kissing you in any situation that existed around both of you, as long as he could invade your little mouth, plunder your precious lips for the best even with his seed in your mouth, who wouldn't kiss his partner after he gave him a perfect blowjob? Only stupid people wouldn't.

Sano Shinichiro.

He was craving a cigarette between his lips, creating a light cloud of smoke in front of him, not so dense that he couldn't see anything but as in his memories. He hadn't smoked a cigarette for over nine months but every now and then he craved one, just one but he knew better.

You had gone out of your way to help him as well as his family.

He could remember his brothers three brothers throwing cigarettes in the trash and his grandfather destroying the stashes where he had without fail and ceremoniously kept packs for his consumption. It was complicated, he had spent years since high school smoking and now he could not consume any.

The first few months had been torture.

It was hell but if hell would endure with your little mouth on his cock I would repeat it a thousand times. Shinichiro shuddered as he felt a little of your teeth graze his sensitive cock, almost imperceptible and delicate before you pulled it completely out of your mouth.

"It's better than a cigar Shin?" questioned the female with her smile pressed on your cock.

Shinichiro melted at the sight, it was lucky he was sitting down because otherwise he would have fallen on the floor when you suddenly sheathed his entire length in your mouth, as if it was everyday. And it felt so sensitive, it always had been and it would have been an insecurity had I not seen the pleasure written all over your face when I filled your mouth with a not so rough blowjob and how long it could last compared to others you got to be with, now it was something you liked and it felt good.

"Y-yes much better m-mommy."

All at once you descended even more on his member, feeling even more turned on by the nickname. You loved it when he called you nicknames like that and clung to your shoulders, he was so malleable when you gave him a blow job. With a wet pop you let go of his cock and felt out of nowhere his hands on your cheeks and his lips on yours, he was kissing you when you still had the register of the sticky honey gushing from his cock and you clearly heard his moans.

"I-I want to cum in y-your pussy m-mommy."

Baji Keisuke.

Being in the warehouse was a common occurrence for him, when the store was slow he used to hide in there leaving his partner in front but now he was playing with time. There were about ten minutes left for his partner to return with the supplies but it was impossible for him to resist you when you arrived at his store with an airy summer dress and the new gloss he had bought you days ago. A damn flavored gloss he had found on the wish list in the online shopping app and didn't hesitate to buy you several of your favorite flavors (although at the time he didn't know they were flavored because he only remembered seeing you say they were good), but now he was completely grateful for it.

It had all started innocently enough.

A kiss on the counter and small talk, until your gaze had wandered over his body stopping at his crotch every now and then for you to lick your lips a little and that was enough to ignite a flame deep inside him. Baji had eaten you up with kisses on the way to the warehouse groping your body pressing and squeezing your flesh at will and in his own way, wishing he could be under your little dress to eat you like he should but your puppy dog eyes convinced him to let you suck his cock. And boy were you excited about it.

You were on your knees clawing at his muscular thighs with your fingers and with your mouth covering his length, you felt your lips tense a little from how they stretched around his thickness. You longed for them to be able to be home so he could rip off your dress and blow your back failing you but today was one of those busy days in the middle of the day. You sank fully onto his cock listening above your head as he asked you to stop, and with a watery 'pop' you left his cock is peace to look up at him from below still paying attention, you left little kisses.

"There are only minutes left doll and I don't want to leave you voiceless it would be suspicious" informed Baji taking his cock in his dominant hand starting to masturbate right in front of your pretty little face, that made him even more as you looked at him hungrily as if asking for more cock "So open that little mouth for me."

You obeyed and pressed your hands on your thighs keeping your head erect without closing your mouth, sticking out just a little bit your tongue watching your boyfriend masturbating on your face. You could see his expression of pleasure and how he was biting his lips to keep from moaning openly, you knew Kazutora would come at any moment. And as if timed his semen splashed on your tongue and part of your lips when you heard a car pull up in front of the store. You didn't have time for anything as Baji suddenly lifted you up kissing you without any warning, tongue to tongue and as you could barely swallow half of his seed because of how he was eating your mouth. You heard the front door open and with trembling hands you slipped his cock into his boxers and arranged his clothes properly before clinging with both arms around his neck.

"Baji- Oh my god, sorry I didn't mean to interrupt you!" almost came a squeak from Kazutora.

You watched from the corner of your eye still drunk with your boyfriend's tongue in your mouth as he ran him off with a gesture to give him time, and when he ran off to where the caterers were still waiting he spanked you hard cutting off the kiss.

"Coming home you will be my dinner."

Baji wiped his lips before kissing you one last time, already in front he would drink water and wash off any traces, he wasn't nasty and felt satisfied he didn't want you to eat nasty things.

"Hurry up pretty boy."

Kisaki Tetta.

"Then we will visit my parents this week right Kisaki?" questioned the Tachibana still walking around her husband's office not interested in seeing her partner.

And internally Kisaki was thankful for that because while he didn't let between seeing anything he could tell he was sweating a little.

"Yeah, whatever now you can retire I have to work."

The Tachibana just withdrew without further ado leaving her husband in her office, after all they didn't love each other it had only been convenience to get what they both wanted and they got it.

It was sinful.

Once a few minutes had passed after Tachibana's departure, Kisaki created more space by stepping away from her desk so that you could go out underneath with slightly disheveled hair and somewhat dazed, almost sleepy.

"Does it relax you that much to suck my cock beautiful?" questioned the taller one watching you get up from the floor and Kisaki patted her lap which you climbed onto with somewhat sleepy movements, being under the desk for about 45 minutes listening to everything had numbed your legs apparently. Tetta could only laugh when you clung to her shoulders "I think so" she replied somewhat amused.

Tetta knew how cuddly you were getting after being on your knees for so long and with your mouth full, so she filled her cheeks, nose, forehead and finally her lips with kisses, having a simple taste of the pre-seminal fluid product of your attentions and without caring anything with soft movements she urged you to separate your lips a little, which you did and she put her tongue in your hot mouth being immediately reciprocated by you.

He loved kissing you, it was simple.

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[effetsecndaires]

— 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐫𝐞𝐯 𝐦𝐞𝐧 + 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬. (𝟐)

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

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

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

➟ TAIJU.

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

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➟ WAKASA.

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

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➟ HANMA.

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

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➟ IZANA.

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

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➟ BENKEI.

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

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➟ RINDOU.

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

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➟ RAN.

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

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[strawberryfairi]

"When he loves to tame his pretty, little brat..."

⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡ ⋆⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆.⋆ Minors DNI⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡ ⋆⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ

Your boyfriend lives for the way you whimper and whine as his two long fingers curl deep inside your soaking walls, hitting that sweet spot that makes your breath hitch. He has your back flush against the cool marble of the kitchen island, watching your cute little expressions intently. "What happened to all that shit you were talkin' about, pretty girl? Not too much on your mind now?" He chuckles, that deep, low, sensual chuckle that makes your heart flutter against the confines of your chest. You pout in response with a completely incoherent sentence of nothing but pitiful mewls leaving your swollen, wet lips.

His free hand glides over your bare chest, your hardened nipples stimulated from the gentle touch, then wraps around your pretty little throat.

"Say it again, angel. Tell me what you told me earlier." He purrs with a level of smugness that made you want to roll your eyes in embarrassment. You remember exactly what got you into this situation....you and that sassy ass mouth.

You thought you were doing something earlier telling him you didn't want to be his girl anymore purely out of anger and frustration. Of course you didn't mean it. He just never takes you seriously when you're angry, just stands there looking at you thinking nothing but sexual thoughts. And he admits to it every single time too!

"I-I said...I'm not you're girl anymore." You answer shakily, refusing to break eye contact as you wanted to hold on to even a little bit of the dignity you had left. "Right...that's what you said", He pauses, nodding his head slowly, "But you know what I heard?" He asks mischievously, abruptly taking his fingers from your needy pussy. Your brows slightly furrow in curiosity. "All I heard is that you just want me to fuck you like the whiny little brat you are."

Then, in one swift movement, you feel every single inch of his big shaft bully its way into you tight hole. You cry out loudly, both hands instinctually gripping his muscular forearm. His strokes are relentless, so deep and forceful. He's got your cream immediately dripping down onto the island counter, all kinds of lewd, sloppy noises coming from your pussy.

"Still wanna leave me, baby?" He coos, looking down at you with sensuous hearts in his eyes. "Uh uh! Uh uh!" You repeat over and over between, shaking your head lazily side to side. Your legs start to shake, you could feel yourself already reaching another soul-lifting orgasm. He watches you with a prideful satisfaction as your pretty eyes roll back in ecstasy. "I-..I'm gonna cum!!" You cry, loud moans beginning to quickly morph into heavy pants. He quickly pushes you towards your climax, the tightening in your core reaching that unbearable point.

Then suddenly, he just...pulls out. Leaving you laying their with the most bewildered expression across your face.

"W-what are you doin-

"Aww baby, you really thought I was gonna let you cum after talkin' to me like that?" He quips, his tone irritatingly teasing. Your face falls, a blend of annoyance and embarrassment swirling within you. He really had you thinking he was gonna give you that satisfying kind of punishment. Maybe pushing you over the edge having you orgasm all through the night, but no. He chose to be a menace, leaving you unsatisfied and mad about it.

"You better not make yourself cum either, or else we're gonna have a real problem." He adds with a little devious chuckle, basking in the way you were quite literally fuming.

"I hate you..." You grit out with the harshest glare you could muster, slowly sitting up.

"Love you too, wife." He smirks, leaning down and giving you the kind of fiery kiss that makes your toes curl.

JJK: TOJI, GOJO, SUKUNA, GETO

TOKYOREV: RAN, IZANA, HARUCHIYO, KEISUKE, WAKASA, KOKO, SHUJI, KISAKI, NAHOYA (SMILEY), RINDOU

(Whoever else comes to mind...😏)

[hxpel3s5-slxxt]

𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕾𝖙𝖚𝖋𝖋 𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖄𝖔𝖚'𝖗𝖊 𝕸𝖆𝖉

Characters: Manjiro Sano, Ken Ryuguji, Baji Keisuke, Matsuno Chifuyu, Takashi Mitsuya, Hakkai Shiba, Kazutora Hanemiya, Nahoya Kawata, Souya Kawata, Hajime Kokonoi, Seishu Inui, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Kurokawa Izana, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Shuji Hanma

Warnings: slight angst, abuse, destroying of personal property, arson, lying, toxic relationships, yandere themes, drugs, hurt no comfort

Manjiro would be pissed.

He tries to hold you down or restrain you, but you're already heated, and having him on you all in your personal space while you're mad just makes you angrier.

After you're done breaking things, no one cleans up the mess. You sleep in the guest room for the night, not wanting to be near him.

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You've never seen Ken this mad.

He knows that if he tries to calm you down, it'll make everything worse. He leaves the house to cool down before he does something he might regret. It makes his blood boil to see you tear up shit you both helped pay for. Most of the stuff you tore up was irreparable. You made sure of that.

Nonetheless, Draken sleeps at Mikey's place. He knows he'll have to wait a few days for you to cool down and clean up. When he does come back, you both talk it out or break up. It depends on the relationship as it is. I highly doubt you'd be staying together, though.

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If you want to play dirty, Baji can play dirtier.

He gets all your hair supplies, makeup, and other products, takes them, and throws them out the window. Grabbing your favorite pieces of clothing, and throwing them out as well. After you notice your things are gone, he waits until you start looking and asking about them to burn them. Only leaving clothes you either didn't want or couldn't fit.

You can try to fight him, but he'd only push you back. No matter how mad he gets, he will never put his hands on you. After calming down, you'd both go to a rage room. While there, you both name things that piss you off about the other person before breaking something.

It's a huge stress reliever and lets you both know what you need to work on. You clean up the mess on your own since Baji said he had no part in it. You restrain yourself from starting another fight and clean up. There was never an apology.

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Chifuyu tries his best to keep you from breaking things; constantly snatching things out of your hand.

Once you even attempt to touch Peke J, he loses it. He starts yelling at you with no remorse. The things he says bring you to tears. You try to yell back, but the tears and your tightening throat make that seem impossible. He goes into a separate room with Peke J, slamming the door behind him. Leaving you in these messy rooms all alone.

You curl up and cry until Chifuyu comes out of his room and sits down next to you, placing Peke J in your lap. He rubs your back as you both apologize. You share a sweet kiss before getting up and cleaning. After you both finish cleaning, you sit down and explain why you both got mad.

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Mitsuya keeps his calm. His main priority is getting his sisters to safety, away from flying objects.

Once his sisters are safe, he tries to stop you or at least have a civilized conversation. If you don't listen, he sits by and waits for you to calm down. For the most part, as long as you destroy your shit, he's good, but once you go for his studio, his first thought is to stop you.

He grabs your wrist and brings you to your shared room. He chews you out to the point where you're on the brink of tears. After he's done, he takes his sisters and leaves the house, not caring anymore.

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I don't think Hakkai would freeze up unless this is a new relationship and you've just started dating.

He doesn't want to manhandle you, however, he doesn't want to stand by as the love of his life wrecks everything they've both worked hard to get. It wouldn't take long for him to snap out of his daze, as that trait faded over time, and tries to talk you out of breaking anything else.

This doesn't work and only makes you start yelling at him. Now, I feel as though he would have PTSD and have a panic attack depending on what you say or do. He'd likely run to his room and call Mitsuya and or Yuzuha so that they could help.

He's probably going to break up with you depending on how rocky the relationship already is.

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Kazutora lashes out and hits you. Not enough to hurt you, just enough to make you realize what you're doing.

This depends on the relationship.

If you have a good relationship, he gives you a little pop on your upper arm. You might mistake this gesture as an invitation to fight. You know Kazutora could easily beat your ass, but you're not gonna let any man put his hands on you without somewhat getting your lick back.

While you're swinging at him, scratching his face, and yelling, he manages to pin you down and explain that he meant no harm and would never hit you. His face is bloody, bruised, and swollen. You calm down and he lets you get up.

You tend to his wounds as an apology, and you both clean up, planting kisses on his face.

If your relationship pretty much sucks, he'd beat you.

If he's treating you with respect, he expects the same.

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Girl… you got the right man on the wrong fucking day. As soon as Nahoya sees you throw something, he's going straight for your things. Grabbing your colored clothes, bleaching them, burning your white clothes, and making sure everything is beyond repair. Then he's going to grab his stuff and make sure you can't get to it. He's going to make sure the property damage is through the roof. Windows are broken, walls got holes punched through them, girl you're a goner.

Afterward, y'all are huffing and puffing, glaring at each other. Now, I feel as though Smiley likes it when you're mad at him, yelling and telling him to shut up, giving him all your attention. So seeing you like that? He's gonna fuck your brains out, telling each other how "sorry" you are throughout the process. He cleans the house while you lay in bed unable to walk.

This happens so often, you have repairmen on speed dial. You two only pay for the stuff you broke. There's always the most expensive thing you both swear up and down neither of you broke.

Nahoya broke it.

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Now as much as I believe Souya is a sweetheart, ya'll be making him too soft. You can sit there and break your shit. That's completely fine with him, but once you so much as graze his stuff? He's calling his brother. He'd never put his hands on a woman, but depending on how far you go, he'll call Nahoya to if need be. Just don't touch his stuff. Period. Once you're done with your tantrum, he'll lock himself in your shared room until you pick up your mess. If you refuse to, you're going to be sleeping somewhere else until you do. Once you do, he'll let you in, and you two'll sit down and braid each other's hair into cornrows, talking it out. So now you two sit here in bonnets, sipping tea and watching Netflix. If you make him cry though? he's breaking up with you, period.

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Boo, do you think this is hurting him? You're practically Kokonoi's sugar baby; he'll get it replaced at some point. Although, he won't be buying you anything for a while. Sooner or later you'd apologize and act like nothing happened. As long as this isn't a reoccurring thing, he won't break up with you.

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Inui? Yeah, no. Just because you're his girl doesn't mean you get special treatment. He was about to kill his boss' sister. He will most definitely put his hands on you if you throw something of his, break something valuable, or the fight is just going on too long, period. Depending on the relationship, he won't care and will break up with you when you're done, or will try to talk it out. At the end of the day, you're cleaning the mess! It doesn't matter if the fight was his fault.

If he does end up hitting you, he does feel bad. He cares about you and your well-being, so he will tend to your wounds. He talks it out with you, apologizes by telling you not to do it again, and pats your head.

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Ran whacks you with his fucking baton.💀 You're his everything, but that doesn't mean you can tear up shit. He explains this, walking away afterward. He's the one paying the bills, if you're going to disrespect him, he's going to put you in your place. You're not going anywhere.

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Please, Rindou's so fucking over your shit. 💀 He just leaves the room and then calls his brother to let him handle it. If his brother doesn't answer, he goes over to wherever you are and slaps you. You wouldn't take that from anybody, but the fear of Bonten's capabilities makes you freeze. He leaves you to clean up the mess and later apologizes to you while holding an ice pack to your face. Spoiling you later on.

This happens once or twice as your relationship gets healthier.

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Izana will knock some sense into your black ass. I swear the dick makes you do crazy things. The godly sex makes you forget that this man will beat you if he has to. He's making you clean everything up, by the way.

Secretly picks stuff up on the way to his room.

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It depends on whatever Sanzu's on. If he's sober, he'll get pretty mad and threaten you by saying he'll shoot you if you don't stop. However, if he's on some kind of relaxant or he's high, he'll just sit on the couch, manspreading with his hands resting on the back of the couch. If he's on some unspeakable shit, he's beating you and making sure you're sore. Afterward, hell fuck your brains out. He does not care. You'll take a half-assed apology though, right?

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Hanma finds it hella entertaining. Nigga will sit there laughing, knowing that will piss you off more. He does shit he would never do on any other day. Nigga pulled out a coloring book at one point, sat his big ass down, and colored his life away. If you try breaking his shit or throwing stuff at him, he'll catch that shit with ease and then laugh at you. Let's say you're arguing about him not doing the dishes, he'll say something slick like, "Why're you throwing shit around in here instead of throwing those dirty dishes into the dishwasher?"

When he helps you pick things up, he'll laugh his ass off like it's some happy memory. "Remember when you tried to throw this at me, (y/n)? So pitiful~!<3"

[gatitties]

Care and comfort

─ Yandere!bonten x motherly!reader (platonic)

─ Summary: you were just trying to help someone and you ended up being the obsession of a criminal organization

─ Warnings: obsession, stalking, toxic behaviors, kidnapping, slight mention of drugs and stuff related

Part two / Part three / Part four / Part five

You turned on the light in your kitchen, almost tripping over one of the stools because your eyes were still half closed, you had fallen asleep correcting the last report that the newspaper where you worked had sent you. You had noticed that you hadn't even had dinner before, so you made a quick meal before heading back to work, but before you could touch your laptop you heard a crash at the front door, as if someone had collapsed and slammed against it.

It's not that you lived in one of the worst areas of the city, but it was strange that something happened in the wee hours of the morning, you walked slowly, opening the door, or trying to, because the body of a man was blocking the entrance, a few minutes of struggle was enough for the unconscious body to fall to the other side, leaving you to open the door completely and contemplate the man.

He had one of those mullets that were fashionable among young people, several earrings, some scars on his mouth and stains of what appeared to be vomit and blood, okay, you did not want to interfere with anyone who seemed to be a drug addict, but on second thought, it was better to help the man than to have to give statements to the police as to why there was a dead body at your door.

You dragged him home and laid him on the couch, laying him on his side so he wouldn't choke on his own vomit if he ever did, though after further scanning you decided he needed a good shower. You did not feel self-conscious in doing this job, you are of an age and you have worked in many things, among them you had a position taking care of the elderly, all kinds of care being more specific, so no, you did not feel uncomfortable having to wash this man.

You changed his clothes and put his striped suit in the wash, leaving him back on the sofa, you continued with your work, reading and quickly correcting the errors you found, the night passed quite quickly and you fell asleep once you were completely done your work, sending it to the head of the newspaper.

The next morning you woke up with a gun pointed at your temple and that man's pretty eyes staring back at you, good way to start the day indeed.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Are you young people these days so ungrateful? It was you who passed out on the doorstep of my house at two in the morning."

He lowered the gun, seeming to remember some parts of his night, he sat still a little bewildered and with his head elsewhere because of the drugs taken yesterday, he looked at you in silence now noticing his change of clothes as well as the smell of his hair, it was not the smell of his usual shampoo.

"Did you…?"

"Yes, oh, don't be ashamed, it's been a long time since I stopped being interested in that kind of thing, at a certain age the only thing one looks for is economic stability and peace of mind, are you going to stay for lunch?"

He blinked contemplating your calm form, he didn't know if he was still under the pressure of narcotics, but he didn't reject your proposal, Sanzu was anything but embarrassing, however he felt like a little boy next to you being cared for by the mother he never had.

For your part, he was not the first brat you helped, you had married friends, with grown children or adolescents who did not stop getting into small problems, you acted like the aunt who drinks wine and criticizes everyone at family gatherings, for your attitude, they found it easier to access you when they had problems they didn't want your friends ─their moms─ to know about, you always had their backs unless it was something that was detrimental to their health, then you wouldn't hesitate to call your friends to give their children a lecture, even as adults.

That same attitude was the one that made Sanzu visit you more often than he would like to admit, although most of the times he left scolded for coming home drunk or drugged, you never closed the door on him, how could you? You weren't heartless enough to leave him lying in the street when he came desperately asking for help with some of his hallucinations.

Your kindness led him to an obsession towards you, you were like his little lifeboat, his conscious part about all the madness in which he was involved, he began to watch you from afar, observing your interactions with strangers and friends, it bothered him, it bothered him that you were just as kind to others as you were to him, he wanted all your attention just for him. He was also worried about you, he had seen the worst part of the rotten world in which he lived, someone with a soft heart like you could not survive against the predators of this society.

Of course, Bonten executives were not stupid, usually most of them lived in the headquarters, they had private properties where they spent a few days or weeks, but most of the time they were in that headquarter, especially Sanzu, that's why they started to noticing his absence more and more, it's not like he had to explain himself to anyone ─except if Mikey asked him to─ but his behavior was strange, didn't he arrive drugged? It seemed like a bad joke, clothes without a bloodstain? he was definitely doing something outside their radar.

Not that the others cared much, but the Haitani brothers were a bit nosy, like gossips who want to know why their partner seems happier when he comes back in the morning after a night of 'fun'. They discussed it a couple of times with the others when Sanzu wasn't around, and they all agreed that his behavior was unusual, so they began to investigate what he did in his leisure.

This led to an ordinary person like you being watched by two executives of the largest criminal organization in the country. At first they thought that you were a whore with whom he had fallen in love, but investigating more about you, they discovered that you were a lady with an established daily life, there was nothing about you that stood out and yet you seemed so interesting.

"Sanzu please, I need to finish correcting this report, I promise you that later you can have all the hugs you want."

"No."

He tightened his grip on your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck, you were trying to do your job but Sanzu found your hugs too comforting after you once found him crying ─from being drugged─, killing people leaves obstacles in any person and as much as he loved it, certain deaths of innocent people always ended up flying over his thoughts like ghosts that tormented him from time to time.

The sound of the doorbell made you stop typing, moving the man slightly away to go to open, you were not expecting a visitor which was strange to you, Sanzu felt a chill when you opened the door, meeting the eyes of the youngest of the Haitani directly, he got up quickly without even letting you ask what those guys wanted, he pulled you back before Ran could drag you with him.

"What the fuck are you two doing here?"

"Make sure you don't have too much fun, are you so in love that you forget the meetings?"

They started a little discussion while you looked blankly, you and Rindou looked at each other in silence while the other two talked, you greeted with a brief nod, thinking they were Sanzu's coworkers.

Luckily just when the discussion was getting more heated, a 'ding' coming from the oven threw everyone off concentration, taking advantage of this you got out of the man's strong grip, walking towards the kitchen to see that the cookies you had been working on before were ready.

"There are plenty of cookies for everyone, Sanzu you can invite your friends."

"They are not my friends!"

"That's very kind of you, we'd love to meet our friend's friend."

So you ended up having lunch with the three men in an awkward silence between them, due to the tension of which you preferred not to take into account, Ran and Rindou were quite nice and understood that you were not a love interest, nor did you want it, nor did you seek it. Alarm bells of boys without a mother figure going off again, of course you caught their interest more than before, they knew your background but not your personality, and they ended up falling into that obsession towards you, as if there was something that made them gravitate towards you, was it because of your simplicity? for your kind words? They didn't know it, but they were jealous that Sanzu could snuggle up against you and they would have to keep more of their distance.

Now you had three of Bonten's executives constantly visiting your house, whether it was asking you for small favors or advice on nonsense to asking you to make them cookies or food in general, they just desperately wanted your attention, like babies crying out for their mother.

This cycle of obsession only made the others begin to suspect that they were up to something, whether it was harmful to Bonten or not, Takeomi was the first to notice, Kokonoi the same, he noticed how the brothers spent a certain amount of money, which they didn't used to do that often, followed by Kakucho, Mochizuki and lastly Mikey.

So it led you to be kidnapped by Mochi after doing enough research on you, because they didn't take much notice of it at first when the brothers first noticed. You were tied hand and foot, a blindfold was removed after consciousness returned to you, you found yourself face to face with a man with immense dark circles and eyes full of lifeless, on his right side another man with a large scar on his face, on his left side another man with a small scar on his left eye.

You felt something cold touching your temple, again you had a gun pointed at you, held by the same boy who had kidnapped you, you turned your head also noticing another man with long white hair.

"Who are you and why do you have my executives after you?"

"Executives…?" you looked at everyone carefully, connecting the dots when you saw their tattoos "Oh- so that's why they never wanted to tell me what they worked for… are you some kind of organization? Like arms smuggling, money laundering or something?"

You took the situation calmly, that your life was hanging by a thread right now was not one of your biggest concerns, you had lived a full and happy life up to now, you had no regrets, you were mature enough to understand the point at which you were, the more the years go by, the less afraid you are of the things that used to terrify you when you were young.

"GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF MY MOTHER!"

Everyone was surprised to see how Sanzu entered kicking Mochizuki so that the weapon flew out of his hands, away from you, the Haitani brothers followed closely untying you quickly while all those men had a discussion of looks, the dense silence was broken by your giggle, you were trying to control yourself as much as you could but it was impossible.

"My God, Sanzu, you just called me mom!?"

The boy's face was completely dyed in pink tones, all the attention was now focused on you while you let out a laugh at the slip that your child had, something made the hearts of others clench in pain when they heard your laugh, no matter how bad it sounded, whether it was asthmatic, uproarious, or silent laughter, it was like real music to the ears of all the executives at Bonten, including the leader. As if you had flipped a switch in the mind of their rotten minds, they now had a new interest in you, as if you had further triggered an obsession you were unaware of with the first three you met.

They began to understand why those three felt attracted to you, it was as if your mere presence was intoxicating for them, as if just listening to you or looking at you calmed their broken hearts, many alarms from boys without a mother figure, of course that was a triggering reason, all these men longed for that kind of love that they could hardly experience.

Now you had the criminal organization after you, not in a bad way, more like a bunch of men acting childishly because of your limited attention. One thing they were clear about without the need to speak, you were not going to leave their sight for a single moment from now on.

[heartsforyume]

𝙍𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙪 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙃𝘾𝙨 pt1.

first time in a long time doing rindou, im not used to making hcs for this man since i see the haitani brothers as quite sadistic..? but please, enjoy.

IMPORTANT MESSAGE!: this is mostly sfw. nsfw will be put on pt2.

this is short for the sole purpose of being a teaser for pt2

𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙨:

-I think of rindou as someone who would prefer having a partner who's quite innocent . a prey and victim type of relationship.

-He definitely feels special when you notice little things about him(he tries to hide the fact hes flustered.)

-if your the type of person who apologizes first after a quarrel, he'll be all cocky and say things like "i told you, why didint you listen to me?" ..he WILL feel guilty afterwards and "apologize" for his behavior.

-he loves it when your all bubbly and happy towards him after he comes home from work

(¬‿¬)

𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮.:

-dont ask, he definitely prefers boobs over ass.

-he loves holding your thigh while driving..(now that i think of it..he loves holding your thigh whenever he gets)

-he'll always back hug you closely when your cooking and whisper sweet nothings in your ear.

-he loves laying his head on your thighs. picture this.. "you were laying down on your bed , peacefully scrolling away at instagram. rindou walks in your room, basically begging for attention with how his eyes looked at you you smiled softly and chuckled, "begging for attention?" you say in a sweet playful tone rindou answers as he crawled on your bed laying his head on your thigh "dont be so full of yourself."

-while watching movies he'll always snuggle you close to him.

-when having sex, he'll always kiss your stomach all the way to your inner thigh

-he'll always leave hickeys everywhere on your body, thighs , neck , collarbone etc.

-he'll kiss the parts that he loves.. (basically all over your body.)

this is a teaser guyzzz dont hate me for making it short, pt2 will be long asf TvT

[paroslineage]

THINGS I THINK THE :

MAFIA!TOKYO REVENGERS BOYS WILL DO FOR YOU.

TW : Gore, Description of Torture, Killing, and Reader death, female reader, Mafia themes, gun violence, shooting, blood.

All boys are aged up don't come at me.

All characters except reader belong to Ken Wakui i do not own them.

Don't steal my idea or I'll hunt you down :D.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

Context:

Y/N L/N the wife of the most dangerous Mafioso in the of Tokyo having an undettering face of cold ruthlessness and having a uninterested facade is only sweet for his lovely darling YOU.

But...

What happens if the mafia organizations having grudge on your husband go after the unsuspecting sweet little bunny of the dangerous mob boss.

YOU.

Scenario:

"My sweet darling! I'm home and I brought your favorite choco chip pastry from the bakery!"

"Why is it dark honey?" He chuckles

He turns on the light and what he sees makes his blood run horribly cold.

The entire mansion was ransacked.

The table broken, cabinets upturned and His darling's favourite flower vase shattered.

He drops the box and runs frantically up the stairs pulling out his gun for the the holster to the both of your shared grand bedroom.

He breaks down the door and what he sees makes him turn unhinged.

His darling... Laying on the center of the bed fully bled out.

Five holes on the chest, three in the temple and four in the stomach and two in your abdomen.

But your eyes were stuck open, the life in them drained a long time ago.

He walks over to you, eerily silent kneels on the bed his eyes trembling and hands fiercely cradling you to his chest and he buried your cold little face into the crook of his neck.

"I'm so sorry for being late my dove, forgive this asshole."

"I'll take revenge for you my dove just you see."

"I'll murder those son of bitches and feed their bones to the wolves I swear on your life darling."

He kisses your forehead looking into the empty void of your eyes and closes them by his hand his tears running down his anguished face.

His eyes frantically and disturbingly wide not even once blinking looking into your dead ones...

As he caressed your hair on tenderly kissing you on the forehead right where the bullet mark was present...

God did his heart hurt.

His lips trembled as he spoke but not the words..

They were spoken loudly and fully finalized...

TOKYO REVENGERS BOYS WHO :

♡ Would be the one to hunt down your murderer

And brutally and ferally slaughter that bastard

That includes.

Gouging their eyeballs, Their brains from their noses, waterboarding them till their last seconds of consciousness, Skinning them alive, flaying them, dipping them in acid.

And lastly shooting them exactly the number of times and the precise location that monster shot you.

Which totals to 14 times.

And then fed them to the wolves of and burning the bones.

"Revenge taken my little dove... Just as I promised."

He whispered quietly to no one as he smoked a cigarette and looked up at the night sky full of stars shining brightly than usual.

With tears dripping endlessly down his emotionless visage.

"I see you looking after and smiling at me darling keep doing that."

He exhaled his smoke through his nose smiling painfully.

"Because soon I'll be joining you up there my love..."

Characters : HANMA , KISAKI , Izana, Kakucho, Ran, KAZUTORA, Rindou, Mikey, Draken, Baji, Mitsuya, SANZU SANZU SANZU.

[liexki]

𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 + 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐒 : 𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐓

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: When the first division of TOMAN, Keisuke Baji, passes away, the Commander, Manjiro Sano, take his younger sister, Y/N Baji, in and soon forms a gang in their mid 20s. Now being the leaders of the criminal organization BONTEN and entering the gang scene with a federal bounty on her head, what if love with her No. 2 and a bit of the past resurfaces?? What if there was a little sorrow and betrayal?? Some gang shit in the mix too!?

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: various substances (vapes, weeds, cigarettes, pills, ect.), curse words, mentions of sex work if you squint

“Sanzu, Y/N, respectfully, please calm down on the amount of drugs.” Kakucho said, sitting across from Sanzu. Stubbly looking over to Mikey at the right of him — strangely attending the meeting at the head of the table — asking for approval to question such big figures in the way he did.

TO KEEP READING, YOU UNDERSTAND THE CONTENT WARNING MENTIONED ON THE TOP OF THE SCREEN ARE PRESENT IN THIS POST AND FUTURE EPISODES.

Y/N sent a sharp glare towards despite being on the other head, about a metre away from the number 3. Sanzu gave a cheeky smile that people would relate to the Cheshire cat. His pearly whites showed while Y/N rolled her eyes at the boy’s antics.

“I’ll only stop if I bring Mikey and the princess an issue. I do think Y/N should stop. She’ll age really badly!” He responded to Kakucho while a bit of fake sympathy laced his voice.

“I’ve bought enough for Y/n to not age badly. Great retinols and I’ve even showed her some botox places that were rated well. She gave me the same little pretty glare she’s giving you now.” Ran pitched into the conversation.

“Shut the fuck up Ran no one cares about you and your issues about being an old hag.” Sanzu bites the 31 year old to his side, the banter flowing freely among the trio.

“For once I believe I have to agree with the dunce.” Rindou reluctantly admitted.

“I think we should get back to the main problem right now.” Kokonoi started, “We need to start making connections with different gangs at the moment and we also need to work on our financial issue which is being affected with the substance use from all of you.”

“I don’t do drugs!” Mucho stated in defence of his use.

“You dumbfuck! Substances aren’t just drugs. I’m saying those shitty cigarettes you smoke, the vapes that teens these days use, to edibles or drugs that Y/N and Sanzu are using. They’re all substances and FUCK WE SPEND TO MUCH ON THAT SHIT!” Kokonoi explained with frustration.

“So, all you want is for me to stop using drugs? Well then, I’m out of this then. Mikey, Kakucho, Kokonoi, and Takeomi. Make an event sending regards and invite the top 15 gangs to an event at one of the Haitani's clubs. Ran and Rindou, you guys can decide a club you’re fine with being used.” Y/n ordered.

With a click-clack of her MIU MIU heels, Y/N pushed her chair back and walked out of the room. The sound of her footsteps echoed through the room as Mikey watched her leave. As a small grin decorated his face, entertained by the events. A quiet chuckle left Sanzu’s mouth with the same idea.

✈︎ ˖°ʚ 🐈‍ ɞ·˚ ✩

"You guys know the BONTEN event, right??" Kimiko sat with her legs crossed on top of a table.

"Yeah. One of my workers told me when their number 2 was high." Shu replied taking another hit of his blunt.

"OMG DON'T TELL ME YOU GOT US AN INVITE? KIMI!" Aria squealed with excitement while shaking Kimiko's shoulders rapidly.

"Yes, yes, yes. I was able to get myself on the list and asked the man if I could bring you. I also said that I could provide smokes and shit so Shu, you need to be there with something for about 150 people." Y/n rambled. "Aria, keep on the low though. You're not a present figure."

"Yes ma'am!!" Aria chorused.

Kimiko shot her an annoyed look but secretly felt a sense of happiness.

"What's the deal. Why would they hold an event?" Shu interrogated.

Kimiko didn't know but she had one thing on her mind. Build connections with the gang. The others in the room had a similar idea as well but they'd never admit that. As the leader, she needed to step up.

"BONTEN is uptight so I doubt they'd let anyone know but I'm thinking it's about business."

She glanced over to Shu and he cracked a grin to her gaze.

"Let's take this opportunity to talk to them privately and introduce them to us. Aria, you step down on this one. Me and Shu will do the talking, don't expect this to be free time though. Make sure you study the other people at the event."

Aria nods. Shu focuses.

'Y/N should be wary of who she messes with.' Kimiko thought.

✈︎ ˖°ʚ 🐈‍ ɞ·˚ ✩

“Hey, Kakucho. Who told that one bitch about our event?” Mochizuki asked him at the VIP section of the bar as they just finished the final few touches of the event.

Kakucho and Kokonoi got confused about what he was talking about. The 2 walked over to try and look at the phone he was holding and Y/N just took a glance from her side across the room.

“I told them.” Y/N said.

“Wasn’t it supposed to be underground?” Kakucho asked, “It kinda makes us look desperate…you know?”

Mochizuki looked at the phone in confusion as everyone was on the same page of this being laid-back and secretly trying to find someone to ally with. Nothing too public. That was indeed not the case though and Y/N had other plans that differed with the group.

“It’s just for a bit of excitement. We haven’t said shit or made any moves in a while. Keeps the people thinking and people might less pussy and actually talk to us.” Y/N explained.

The time had now been 10:45 and the rest of the members were doing their own thing while Mikey looked at you with his cold eyes. He was curious about the way you stood silent and looked at the ground instead of scrolling on your phone as usual.

The B2 tweet really got the people going insane and some envied the groups and those who had come out saying they were going. Your ego was as big as a pool but your cold demeanour covered it up. He thought you’d look at them as a laugh.

“Y/N. Let’s talk outside.” Mikey asked.

✈︎ ˖°ʚ 🐈‍ ɞ·˚ ✩

“LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTEDDDD!!!!” Sanzu barged in holding a bottle of beer in front of the crowd of gang members who had arrived.

The crowd went insane after seeing the bubblegum crackhead’s words. Rindou was playing DJ that night and the EDM was echoing throughout the speakers set around the building. Girls were sitting on the speakers still looking pretty to attract the gangs and get them to feel themselves.

Mikey watched everyone from the VIP room. The security cameras had 8k quality. The average company could only wish to own the amount of cameras they have. He thought back to the conversation he had with Y/N. Something she had known.

“You have some plan. Something smartass type shit.” Mikey confronted her softly so she wouldn’t feel as if he was enraged.

“Mhm. Wanna know or something?” Y/n questioned back.

Now Mikey was faced with a sense of curiosity. He had trusted Y/N because it was mutual. She’d put her life for him and he’d do the same but they knew they’d never be in that situation. Y/N was smarts enough to cover for both of their hellish lives. Despite this, in that moment that was something that he wanted to question her on.

What Mikey didn’t realise is that Y/N knew his every expression. Even his pitch black eyes that held no emotions was something that didn’t stop her from figuring out how he really felt. His eyes staring into the ground was enough to tell her he was pondering about asking.

“I’m thinking of making small changes so we can catch these big gangs hitting their most vulnerable moments. More girls around to see how they respect women, seeing how they react under the influence of alcohol. It’s small things that set it up.” Y/n clarified.

What she said really had made a difference in how the delinquents around the club and bar were acting. Some were straight hooligans and some had acted like how old friends of his probably would’ve if they still were here.

As Mikey was attentively watching the cameras he soon realised all the members had left the room, he decided to walk out himself and become a little more social.

✈︎ ˖°ʚ 🐈‍ ɞ·˚ ✩

“I guess we have a lot more in common than I thought. Shu Yamaha, correct?” Kokonoi clarified to the man in front of him.

‘Insanely famous for exporting drugs across Hiroshima to Akita. We could use that. His brother’s motor company could be useful but I doubt he still talks to them when he’s doing shit like this.’ Kokonoi thought

“Yes Mr. Kokonoi. I’m glad I was able to talk business with someone in this industry. No one seems to think about the future in our work. All they do is think about throwing fists and updating their body count just to go home and hook up with someone they barely know!” Shu chats to the executive.

“Agreed. You can never know about what comes next but it’s still vital to stick to the present. Time is of the essence, am I right? Most of the people tonight are on wanted lists. Especially BONTEN. The moment this doesn’t work out we won’t be able to get proper jobs without people fearing our past.”

“Of course. I think I’ll be taking my leave.” Shu said

Shu walke away but before he could go too far, Kokonoi walked over behind him and tapped his shoulder.

“Do you mind if I got a business card?”

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[serotonins-stuff]

When he can't help but pick up a pretty flower whenever he encounters one. Doesn't matter where he is or what situation he's in. If its pretty he's taking it with him, so he can see your gorgeous smile as he lays it on you ear.

His gesture sending a electric feeling throughout your body all the way down to your stomach and down to your knees as they weaken. Just from a simple gesture.

"This reminded me of you and-" He smiled, placing a beautiful flower on your ear.

"I just couldn't resist"

Izuku, shoto, denki, itadori, Gojo, nanami, geto, MITSUYA, rindou, ARMIN, erwin

[nana-mania]

“HIS KINKS” when he finally reveals his most sinful desire behind the closed door..

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ headcanon

࿐*ೃ feat : izana, shion, mocchi, mucho, ran, rindou, kakucho

࿐*ೃ fandom : tokyo revengers

࿐*ೃ extra : gn! reader, sometime only fem! reader or male! reader, nsfw, all characters are in their timeskip version

.࿐*ೃ trigger warning : graphic details of kinks, bdsm, rough sex, sex toys, anal sex, nipple play

IZANA KUROKAWA

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ TITS FUCK [F! READER] ; Izana adores breasts, of all parts of woman's body. He is madly obsessed with fondling your breasts every time he has sex. He never get tired of squeezing his cock between your breasts as he keeps thrusting your cleavage until he sprays his cum loads all over your face.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ TITS FUCK [M! READER] ; Now, despite you being a man, Izana never miss the chance to rub his swollen dick on your chest. Seeing you trembling under him while he teases you by rubbing his cock between your nipples turns him on. He easily cums a lot and showers you with his seeds after getting off on your chest.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ ROLEPLAY ; He sometimes catches you reading spicy stuff online and decides to materialize the fictional writing into reality for you. Watch him making you roleplay behind the closed door. It's exciting to carry a certain role during sex and act out spicy scenes in books for personal pleasure. Such a great experience or him.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ DEGRADATION KINK ; This is Izana we are talking about. He looks down on others who is inferior to him and thinks of himself as the most superior one. Degrading you in bed as he ruthlessly fucks you, calling you names like his "personal whore", "slut", "cumdump". He also likes treating you like a mere fucktoy and uses you to his heart content (you never complain because the feeling is mutual). But at the end of the sex, he would cuddle you and gives you a good aftercare.

SHION MADARAME

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ MOMMY/DADDY KINK; Shion is a submissive man who easily gives in to his dominant partner. Lack of love received since childhood cause him to sought love from you. He wants you to dominate him in bed and shower him with love. He always calls you "Mommy/Daddy" when you never fail to pleasure him.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ IMPACT PLAY ; Shion is into pain as he thinks of it as a form of pleasure. He doesn't mind getting his ass spanked by you many times until his ass cheeks redden. He sometimes disobeys you on purpose so you would slap his ass mercilessly , making him cry in pain yet he smiles in satisfaction.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ GAGS ; Being choked on your (fake) cock while you deepthroat him is the best, most heavenly feeling for him ever. He wants you to shove your (fake) cock inside his mouth and gags him with it as tears of ecstacy roll down his face.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ OVERSTIMULATION ; Shion has the ability to keep spraying out cum loads for countless times. You can keep making him cum for more than five times and he will still stay conscious, pleading for you to stimulate more instead of stopping. He wants you to empty his balls until he passes out on his own. (SPECIFICALLY FOR M! READERS) He also likes it when you keep filling up his ass hole with your hot semen until your loads leak out of his hole.

KANJI MOCHIZUKI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ FACE FUCK/DEEPTHROAT ; Mochi knows he has a big cock which is why he prefers seeing your throat bulged with his cock when he shoves it down your throat. He would smirk devilishly as he ruthlessly pounds your throat without stopping. Deepthroat-ing you is the best feeling ever as he loves seeing the tears in your eyes and hearing your muffled moans. He never miss the chance to cum inside your mouth, thrusting several times harder to make sure you swallow every drop of his loads.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ SIZE KINK ; Mochi prefers someone smaller than him; specifically a short person as his partner. Due to the fact that he has this kink, it's no surprise that he dreams of lifting his partner up with his two strong arms as he rams his cock inside them roughly. You happen to suit his taste perfectly and it always drives him insane when he sees you. Seeing you struggling to take in his entire length amuses him. Despite his love toward rough sex, he still makes sure you're fully prepared to take his entire cock in your hole. By teasing the entrance of your hole with his tip first, he will slowly push in his cock before relentlessly pounding your tight little hole.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ SEX TOY STIMULATION ; Mochi surprisingly has a collection of tons of sex toys. He finds himself buying new ones everytime he discovers a sex toy that catches his interest, then he experiments the sex toys on you. Witnessing you being stimulated and cumming non-stop as a sex toy is pleasuring you turns him on so much that he jerks off at the sight.

MUTO YASUHIRO

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ ANAL FUCK [SPECIFICALLY F! READER] ; Mucho is too addicted to you that he wishes to explore every inch of your body. He has fucked you in the mouth and pussy, but nothing beat when it comes to fucking you in the ass. Surely, the first time doing anal fuck was painful for you but no worries, he was gentle. But the next time he does it, he goes rough, hard and deep inside your ass as you cry in both pain and pleasure from having your back hole penetrated with his thick, huge cock. He never pull out when he is nearing his high and prefer cumming inside your ass hole , all for the sake of seeing his semen leaking out of your hole.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ NIPPLE PLAY ; Mucho's favourite part of your body is your chest; specifically your nipples. He prefers playing with your nipples and stimulating your orgasm with nipple play. His fingers always do wonders on your nipples as he flicks them and pinches them gently. He wants you to moan, squirm and screams from too much pleasure until you cum a lot from having your nipples played. Even when he is thrusting his cock inside you, he makes sure your nipples aren't left unattended and plays with them until you reach your high, again and again.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ ORGASM CONTROL ; You can never cum without his permission. Mucho just loves torturing you with edge play and watches you struggle to stay sane from not being able to reach your climax. He loves teasing your lower region and pulling away his hand the moment you almost reach orgasm, leaving you sexually frustrated and on edge again and again.

RAN HAITANI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛  SOMNOPHILIA; Ran somehow has a thing for being fucked while he is asleep/fucking you when you sleep. Of course, he only does this after asking for your consent or when he gives you his consent to pleasure him while he is dozing off. The idea of moaning in arousal in his sleep due to your sensual touches and waking up to you sucking his cock never cease to excite him.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ ROPES AND BONDAGE ; This apply to both you and Ran. The idea of being tied up on bed naked, all vulnerable to sensual touches being taken advantage off and driven to orgasm many times without being able to touch the other partner always make him excited. He prefer to be the one tying you up on bed as he plays with your body and enjoying every second of your reaction to his touches. He's really ruthless once you're all tied up. Never give you the time to catch your breath and continues to pleasure you until you pass out. Hearing you begging him to stop (even though actually you want more) just stimulates him to go rougher on you. But if he's the one who is tied up, he shamelessly begs for you to pleasure him until he is completely knocked out.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ OBJECTIFICATION ; Ran is just too horny that he knows damn well his libido level can't be compared to normal people. That's why, he doesn't mind being labelled as fucktoy by you neither you mind being deemed as his personal fucktoy too. He WANTS to treat you as his personal cumdump and uses your body to his heart content, driving you to orgasms countless times until you can't really take it anymore. Of course, if he goes too far, you would use safe word to stop him. Ran is the happiest man in the universe when you treat him like a fucktoy in bed, ravishing his entire body without mercy and make him roll his eyes into his head due to overwhelming pleasure.

RINDOU HAITANI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ OVERSTIMULATION ; Fingering your hole ruthlessly as you squirm under him and squirting out your cum is amusing to him. He just loves driving you insane from overstimulation and seeing your body shaking from multiple orgasms. He will do anything to make sure you have shaking orgasms from his touch.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ AURALISM ; Sex with Rindou is NEVER quiet. He prefers noises, very loud noises especially lewd noises from you. If you suddenly go quiet during sex, he will surprise you with a sudden penetrating to make you scream in pleasure from the top of your lungs. He doesn't care if the neighbours will hear your moans and screams. He will make you moan endlessly. Rindou himself whimpers and groans loudly during sex. Especially when he is reaching his high, he groans quite loud before releasing his seeds in you.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ PRAISE KINK ; Rindou may be a sadist and loves teasing you on daily basis but he is sweet behind the closed door. He never degrade you but praises you in bed instead, always reassuring you when you feel hurt while he is penetrating your hole roughly. “My good girl/boy", "You are doing wonderful job”, “That's right, sweetheart. You're doing it right..”. He praises you for all your hard work and cuddles you a lot after.

KAKUCHO

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ THIGH FUCK ; Kakucho is a thigh man. He loves taking his time to admire your thighs and massaging your soft flesh gently, even leaving trail of feathery kisses on your thighs while smiling at you softly. He never go straight to penetration when he is hard— he will use your thighs to relieve himself first. He loves squeezing his cock between your thick thighs and bucking his hips back and forth before shooting out his cum loads on your stomach. Sometime, he does thigh fuck as quickie when he's too horny but in hurry to go to work. You could be in the kitchen making food when he sneaks up behind you and begs for a quickie. He doesn't take off your bottom wear and straightout pushes his cocks between yours thighs. He will not pull away until he cums between your thighs.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ HOSIERY ; Kakucho is obsessed with pantyhose and stockings hence seeing you wearing one immediately destroys his self-control. He turns into a beast under the bedsheet and rips off the pantyhose around your lower region area before slamming in his cock inside your hole while praising you how pretty you look in that slutty outfit. He also likes seeing you in stocking because you look extremely sexy in one.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ BREEDING KINK ; We all know Kakucho is a big family man who wants to have his own family. Regardless of your gender, he will always tell you how much he wants to impregnate you and never pull out when he is reaching his high. He prefers cumming inside as he loves the feeling of filling you up completely with his seeds until his seeds leak out of your hole. He wants you to take all his seeds like the good boy/girl you are.

࿐*ೃ thanks for reading this headcanon! likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated ♡

[thewritingginger]

Your Wish is My Command

This was inspired by [THIS] drawing made by @luvjiro

I haven’t decided yet but I’m playing with the idea of maybe making this into a series of a sex worker! AU with the other Bonten Babes?!

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Pairing: Prostitute! Haitani Rindou x Fem! Reader Word count: 5.5k+ words Warnings: 18+, Reader is 21+, Alcohol consumption, Vaginal fingering, Oral sex (Fem! & M! receiving), Use of Condoms & Dental dams, Vaginal fingering, Praise, Slight body worship, Dirty talk, Pet names

Enjoy ~

This is crazy.

That’s the only thing you can think of as you’re running around your apartment after spending all day cleaning it and now have nothing else to do but think about the impulsive decision you’d made late last night after a few too many drinks.

In less than an hour a sex worker is going to show up at your doorstep because you ordered one in a low moment of self pity and insecurity. You wouldn’t judge another person for doing the same but the idea of anyone finding out is unthinkable.

You know you shouldn’t be ashamed. You’re a woman with needs. A perfectly healthy sexual being that is just lacking in experience and decided to remedy that with a professional.

I need a drink, you think to yourself. Yes, alcohol got you in this position but a drink to soothe your nerves should do the trick.

A knock at your door sends a thrill through your body, thankfully that finger of whiskey has kicked in leaving your body feeling warm and relaxed in all the right places. Looking in the mirror by the front door one last time you take a breath and open the front door to see a gorgeous man on the other side. Maybe you should’ve had one more drink before he got here.

“Hello,” he says with a crooked smile, “are you Y/n?”

“Yup and you must be Rindou,” you say, inviting him in, “Would you like a drink?” you ask as you close the door.

“Sure, thanks.” Walking into the kitchen with Rindou following close behind before he casually rests his hip on the edge of the counter, watching as you prepare your drinks. Accepting the glass of amber liquid, his eyes looking over your body allowing you a chance to look over his as you take a sip.

Rindou isn’t what you were expecting, to be fair you didn’t know what to expect. He has that sexy bad boy vibe that really works for him with his earrings, dual colored mullet, sharp violet eyes and—if the way he looks in those jeans says anything—he has a nice body.

“Would you like to sit down?” he asks, breaking you from your thoughts.

“Uh, yeah. Make yourself comfortable.” Sitting on your couch, music playing from your TV at a low hum, you slide your finger around the rim of your glass unsure how to proceed. Thankfully that doesn’t seem like a problem for your guest.

“Is this your first time?” he asks, leaning into the arm of the couch suavely.

“Is it that obvious?” you laugh and want to smack yourself for how dumb you must sound but instead of pointing that out he gives a gentle laugh in return, scooting closer to your side of the couch till your knees are touching.

“There’s no need to be ashamed,” he says softly, his cologne is spicy and warm in your nose, “We can take this as slow or as fast as you want. All I care about is your comfort and your pleasure.” His voice is low and sultry making your stomach flutter and the way he’s looking at you makes you feel like you’re the only woman in the world. Running his hand down your arm he takes your hand that is tangled with your other around your glass and slowly brings it up to his lips. Electricity sparks against your skin when his lips touch the back of your hand making you let out a nervous laugh.

“Slow,” you repeat, “That sounds nice. I’m not very you know… experienced with everything so I hope I don’t disappoint you—” he cuts you off.

“This isn’t about me, Y/n. Tonight is about you, no matter how that looks. If you just want to sit here and talk, then we can sit here and talk. If you want me to kiss and massage your entire body or more, all you have to say is the word. Your wish is my command, no matter how dirty that may be.” His words come out in a low purr, his eyes boring into yours. Giddiness rushes through you. Logically you know this is his job. He’s supposed to say these things to deliver the fantasy you’re paying for. But real or not he is good at what he is doing.

“So what do you say, Pretty girl?” he asks, kissing the pulse on your wrist, looking up at you through his lashes.

“We can do more than talk,” you shyly confess, pulling the corner of his lips up, “Maybe you can take off your jacket?”

“Of course.” Sitting back you watch as Rindou pulls the zipper of his baggy hoodie down, removing it to reveal his half inked sculpted chest dressed in a cropped fishnet tank top. The sight is both erotic and inviting, so much so that your hand reaches out to touch his chest without even asking. As if touching a hot stove you retract your fingers once it makes contact with his heated skin but his hand is quick to wrap around your wrist, urging your hand to stay on his body.

“It’s ok to touch me.”

“I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable,” you say, probably sounding like the biggest idiot. The man is here to do whatever you want ‘no matter how dirty’ and you’re acting like he’ll draw the line at you lightly touching his chest. Without warning, taking the air out of your lungs, Rindou pulls your face close to his by the back of your neck.

“Princess, I’m comfortable with whatever you want to do to me as long as that’s what you want.”

“Okay.” That’s all you were able to say, the way the pet name rolls off his tongue makes the fluttering in your belly move lower along with the heat that has spread across your skin.

“How about we start with removing this, you must be warm with it on,” he says, playing with the hem of your sweater. With a nod of your head he helps pull it over your head, leaving you in your tank top.

“That’s better, " he says, his eyes trailing over the newly exposed skin of your chest and shoulders before returning to your eyes, “how about a kiss?” His question is gentle and underlying with amusement.

“Uh huh,” you sigh.

“I need a verbal yes or no, Princess.”

“Yes.” Your answer comes out breathy and filled with more lust than you expected from yourself but Rindou doesn’t seem to mind, he smiles before curling his hand around the nape of your neck and pulling your lips to his.

The kiss is soft to start. He allows you to grow accustomed to his touch and his taste as you explore his body with your hands. You tentatively run your hands up his pectorals and over his shoulders, his loose hair tickles your digits making you want to feel his soft locks between them.

The kiss deepens as your body leans into his, his hands pulling your waist towards him till you have no other option but to straddle his lap. His tongue grazes yours, you can taste the whiskey on his breath and mixed with the feeling of his strong body beneath you your body begins to go on autopilot.

With a mind of its own, your hips begin to gently rock against his growing bulge, pulling a soft moan from the man. Your hands tingle in his hair, pulling him closer as he gropes and massages the dips and swells of your hips and thighs and up your torso.

Your blood feels electric and you’re only just kissing. That thought alone makes your dizzying mind spin with increasingly more x-rated ones. What would his fingers feel like? His tongue? His cock? You think about the infinite pleasures that his words and kiss promises. The things he could do for you—do to you. You can’t help but wonder what the rest of his body looks like, you’re sure it’s all beautiful from what you’ve already seen. You want to see him stripped completely bare, see the hardness you feel stiffening beneath you, watch how his trained muscles flex as he moves inside you.

Pulling back, the two of you catch your breath, you look into his lidded violet eyes that look right into you, your head, your soul. It’s as if from that one look he knows everything that you were thinking and all that your body needs and craves from him at this moment.

“You’re more lively than you let on when I first got here,” he says with an amused smirk, pulling your face forward till your noses are touched, “Sweet and spicy, I like that.” His smile is carnivorous. He’s looking at you like a predator ready to eat up his prey and you’re his willing victim. You’ve never felt this turned on. You’re unsure whether it’s due to the taboo nature of this meeting or because of the way he is looking at you, either way you want Rindou. Scratch that you need him.

Now.

“Do you want to go somewhere more comfortable?” you ask. You wanted to be more specific, wanted to ask him to join you in your bed but your nerves got the better of you but from the gleam in his eyes and the widening of his smile Rindou heard you loud and clear.

“I would love to. Lead the way,” he says, helping you off his lap. Leading him down the short hallway to your bedroom you realize you’re shaking. From anxiety or excitement? Unsure. But when you glance over your shoulder you see the man behind you looking at your body that is clearly outlined in your leggings and tank top.

Crossing the threshold you turn towards Rindou but before you can get more than a word out your feet are lifted off the floor, leaving you no other option but to wrap your limbs around his body. Your wide eyes make the man chuckle as he takes a seat at the foot of your bed with you, once again, straddling his hips.

“I hope I’m not making you feel rushed, I just like feeling the weight of your body on me.” His admission makes your face feel hot and your pussy clench around nothing.

“That’s okay,” you say, giving him a meek smile.

“Y/n, I need to know,” he says, breaking the silence, his hand combing a stray hair behind your ear, “What are your limits?” His question makes you pause.

“My limits?” you parrot back.

“Yes, your limits. What are your turn ons and turn offs? What are the things that you do not want from this evening? Forgive me, I meant to ask you this before but had gotten a bit… distracted by your lips.” His words are accompanied by his thumb gently swiping your lower lip, his eyes following the moment as if in remembrance of your heated kiss moments earlier.

“Um, I don’t know,” you answer, honestly.

“That’s okay,” he soothes, lazily running his hands up and down your sides, “On your profile I remember you putting praise and oral sex on your desires list, is that still true now?” His mention of your ‘desires list’ makes you shift slightly on his lap. You remember feeling a mix of emotions answering the profile questions. It felt so personal to indulge a stranger, or multiple, to your fantasies—though you supposed that is what they made their career out of.

“Yes,” you finally say, curling your upper lip between your teeth, awaiting his response and instead of the teasing you were half fearing his gaze darkened hungrily.

“Perfect, because that’s just the reason I had chosen you.”

“‘Chosen me’?”

“Yes, Pretty girl, ‘chosen you’,” he reiterates, “I’m not really supposed to tell you this but the guys and I each get to look through the profiles of potential clients and can pick any number of them that suit our preferences. Yes, these sessions are about you but it’d be a lie to say we don’t get anything from this ourselves. So when I saw your profile and your picture I made sure my whole night was open for you.”

“Why?”

“Because,” he starts, eyes locked with yours, “you checked every one of my boxes and I intend to make use of every spare moment I had to give you everything you desire.” Your mind is spinning. This man chose you out of all possible clients. Again logically you know this could be a line he’s throwing at you to make this experience more than it is but—the way he’s looking at you makes you want to believe him. Either he is a world class actor or he means every bit of what he is saying.

“Would you like that?” he asks, bringing you back from your thoughts.

“Yes.” You don’t think about it before you say it because there is no need to. You’re nervous, yes, but you’re also more revved up than you’ve ever been before.

“Wonderful. Would you mind me taking this off for you?” He asks, fingers pinching the edge of your tank top.

“Yes—erm, no, I wouldn’t mind,” you correct yourself, flustered but his light chuckle makes you share one in return. Pulling the top off over your head, leaving you in just a lacy bralette, Rindou returns his hands to your now exposed waist.

“You’re so cute,” he says against your ear, pressing a few kisses down your neck, “I’m going to have so much fun eating you up,” he purrs. His voice is like liquid gold, it's hot and smooth, searing you straight to your core. His lips continue to pepper your exposed skin, licking your pulse and nipping your earlobe, reclining your head you allow him more space to explore with his lips. Your hands grip his shoulder and tangle in his hair as he trails across your collarbone to deliver the same sensual treatment to the other side of your neck.

His hands pull your hips closer to his by your ass till you’re flush to his body. Sliding up your sides he massages your breasts in his palms making you moan into his mouth. Detaching from your neck Rindou focuses his attention onto your chest, watching his hands knead your soft mounds. Curling his fingers under the band of your bra his eyes flicker up to yours for reassurance and when you don’t stop him he removes the garment over your head. You gasp when he stands with you in his arms, his fishnet top teasing your already hardened nipples as he places your back softly to the mattress.

“So fucking pretty,” he says, his voice a low whisper. Rindou begins to pepper wet kisses from your neck down your chest. His mouth leaves wet trails of open mouthed kisses as his hands massage your breasts. With one hand pinching your right nipple he uses the other to direct your left to his lips. Latching on, his tongue lashing the hardened bud, your back arches into him. The way his fingers and tongue are teasing your swollen nipples makes your toes curl and the heat pooling between your legs greater.

You need friction. Wrapping your legs around his hips you pull his groin to yours, feeling his hard cock through his jeans. Pulling away from your chest with a lewd pop, sultry violet eyes looking up at you with a lopsided smile.

“Don’t worry, Princess, you’re going to get everything you need.” His cocky words make you want to roll your eyes in annoyance but the way he grinds his hips into yours makes you do it for an entirely different reason. “Just let me enjoy your perfect tits for a moment longer.”

Pinching both your nipples till you let out a small whine, Rindou smirks before taking your other nipple into his mouth. His actions are slow with a calculated hunger. His sharp eyes watch the way your face contorts, how your lips pout when he twists your nipple between his fingertips. Finally releasing your bud from his teeth, his lips make their way down your torso till he hits the band of your leggings. Now on his knees at the foot of your bed, Ridou looks over your half naked body, eyes drinking in all your hot skin that is already blooming with love bites.

“May I?” he asks and as always he waits for your confirmation.

“Yes, please,” you say, breathless. He peels your leggings from your body till you’re laying in nothing but your panties. You bend your knees in once you’re hit with a sudden wave of awareness and embarrassment but Rindou is quick to reopen your legs. The position you’re in makes you feel vulnerable. You’re almost completely naked, your covered sex on display as the man looking between your legs is fully clothed.

“You’re safe with me, Princess,” he coos, “you look so pretty spread open for me.” His words set you on fire. The way he says them, how he calls you Princess and looks at you like you’re something to bow before makes you relax once more into the mattress and his touch.

Sitting back on his haunches, Rindou strips himself of his shirt. His rough hands move up and down the inside of your thighs before gripping your hips, pulling your ass closer to the edge of the bed. His arms keep your legs hinged open, enabling your ability to close them once more.

Slowly, starting at your knee, he trails his lips down your thigh till he reaches the juncture between only to repeat the process on the other. Your breathing hitches when his mouth kisses the edge of the fabric covering your sex, everytime he skips over it the more the need inside you drives you crazy till finally he makes contact. You let out a soft moan when he presses his nose into your pussy, breathing you in with a low satisfied groan.

“Fuck, you smell so good, Baby. I wish I could taste your pretty cunt.” His crass words make your stomach flip and your heart beat increase.

“Why can’t you?” you ask, too transfixed on his piercing eyes to care about the desperate way your words come out.

“Company policy, Princess. Though,” he says, taking another deep inhale of your sex, “if you keep looking at me like that I might have to throw that rulebook out the window. Fuck—you’re already so wet,” he curses, eyes trained on his fingers teasing the wet spot of your panties, teasing your clitoris. A mewl escapes your pouting lips, propping yourself up on your elbows you watch as Rindou rubs his thumb up and down your clothed seam.

“Do you want my tongue, Princess? Want me to make this little pussy feel good with my mouth?”

“Yes, please,” you say, earning you another one of his signature smirks.

“Good girl.” Grabbing the waist of your underwear, the final piece of clothing covering your body, he pulls it down your legs till you’re laying completely nude before him. Another curse falls from his lips as he reopens your thighs to see your bare sex. “Fucking beautiful.”

Reaching into his back pocket he retrieves a rectangular packet. Opening the wrapper he pulls out a sheet of purple latex that he stretches over your weeping cunt.

“You have such a pretty pussy, Princess,” he purrs, running his tongue up your covered seam a few times before taking your clitoris between his lips. His tongue expertly flicks the bundle of nerves as he sucks on it, back and forth making waves of pleasure course through your body.

“Oh my god,” you cry, your head dropping back as one hand reaches down to tug on his hair. You feel his low groan vibrate through you as he continues to feast on you between your legs like a man starved. The sensation of his mouth and his own pleasured moans mix together to pull the coil in your belly so tight it hurts. Rocking your hips against his mouth for the friction you need, your climax is so close. Every muscle in your body tightens as that familiar high finally consumes you, catapulting you into oblivion. Coming down from your first high, you look down to meet the satisfied look of the man between your legs.

“You sound so pretty when you cum,” he says, tossing the latex barrier to the floor, “But we’ve only just started the night.” Your heart skips a beat at the devilish look he gives you, standing up he goes to undo his belt but you stop him. Placing your hands on his you move them aside.

“Would it be against policy if I returned the favor?” you ask, your words coming out coy, making your face feel hotter than before. Cocking his head to the side, racking his finger through your hair, he just smiles.

“Not at all,” he says, reaching into his back pocket, “do you prefer strawberry, grape, or lime?” His wicked gaze doesn’t falter as he holds up different colored foil wrappers. Biting your lip you look between him and the condoms before replying.

“Surprise me.”

“Close your eyes,” he says playfully. Doing as he said, you place your hands over your eyes. You can hear the sound of him undoing his belt and pants, the shuffling of clothes dropping to the floor and finally his voice once more, “You can uncover your eyes, Beautiful.” When you do, your whole body begins to tingle, your toes curl and breath hitches when your eyes are filled with the sight of a completely nude Rindou.

He is gorgeous.

His right side, from his collarbone to his ankle, is covered in an intricate tattoo, his body is sculpted and toned but not too bulky. He allows you time to fully take in his physique, with the way he is looking at you and is standing, you start to think he enjoys your eyes on him. Your eyes follow the linework down his abdomen till you reach the v-line directing your gaze straight to his cock that is standing tall, the tip already glistening with precum that you want to lick up. His groin is neatly trimmed, has tight balls and a few prominent veins running across the length of his shaft up to his swollen red tip.

“You like what you see, Princess?” he asks, breaking your trance. He sees you get flustered and begins to stammer but he soon stops you, taking a few steps towards you he directs your eyes up to his, leaning his face close to yours till your noses are almost touching. “Don’t be ashamed, Baby. I want you to like what you see and what you feel. I want you to feel free to take what's yours,” he purrs the last few words against your lips before taking them with his own for a short kiss.

Pulling back he makes a show of opening the foil packet and rolling the pink latex condom down his shaft. Scooting to the edge of the bed, placing your hands on his thighs, you look up at Rindou as his previous words play in your head.

I want you to feel free to take what’s yours.

Wrapping your hands around his cock you stick your tongue out and run it up his entire length. The taste of artificial strawberry fills your mouth and with a gentle hum you wrap your lips around his tip. Rindou’s hand holds the back of your head, petting your head and cooing encouraging words to you as you begin to pump his shaft into your mouth, never breaking eye contact. His words flood your body, sending waves of euphoria through your system, making you feel airy and confident and the way he is looking at you makes you feel desired. Sexy.

“You’re sucking my cock so fucking good, Princess,” he says, “So pretty. Suck me a little harder, that’s right. Good girl.” His head drops back before returning your gaze once more. Your pace has increased, sucking him harder and using one hand to stroke his shaft along with your mouth as the other touches his body. Gripping and draggin your nails lightly against his thigh and against his stomach before you retract and use both hands to stroke his cock as you catch your breath. Looking up at Rindou he takes your face between his hands and pulls your mouth to his, moaning into your lips as your hands keep working him.

“Fuck, Princess,” he says, “Keep doing this and you’re going to make me cum.”

“What if I want you to cum?” you say, so high off of lust the embarrassment you might’ve felt earlier from saying such forward words doesn’t touch you. All you can think about is the man in front of you and the pleasure you can make together.

“I’d say you’re a very naughty girl,” he says with a breathy chuckle before pulling your hands away from him and pressing them back into the mattress above your head, “but I’d much rather see you cum for me again and this time with my cock deep inside you—If that's what you want. I couldn’t think of a better way to unravel than with your tight little cunt squeezing my cock as I fuck you into the mattress.” His words are dirty and thrilling and his lips trailing up your arm sear your skin. You’ve never been talked to so aggressively before and you like it.

“Would you like that, Pretty girl?”

“Yes,” you immediately say. With both hands secured above your head by one of his, Rindou glides his free hand down your belly. His digits strike against your skin like a match.

“Tell me, Princess, do you want my fingers?” he asks, fingers grazing your thigh.

“Yes. Please,” you say breathlessly.

“Such a naughty girl,” he teases, sliding his fingers down between your wet folds, “wanting me to stretch you out on my fingers, make your pussy nice and ready to take my cock.” His words mixed with his nimble fingers rubbing your clitoris in slow torturous circles, your mouth hangs open as soft whines fall from your pouty lips till he finally inserts two fingers into your aching cunt making your head fall back.

HIs fingers expertly curl against your gummy walls, his lips suck and kiss your extended neck as he hums along with your sweet cries of pleasure.

“That’s it, just like that,” he says against your ear, “relax around my fingers. Let me take care of you, make you feel good. I want to hear your pretty voice sing for me, Y/n. You’re doing so good, so perfect, squeezing my fingers so tightly. You’re about to cum again aren’t you?” Your response is swallowed up by choked moans and breathy sighs as his fingers quicken before pulling out and rubbing your clit sending your high toppling over like a Jenga tower.

“Oh, Fuck! Yes. Yes!” Unrestrained moans fall from your lips as he rides out your orgasm, not stopping till you are quaking with overstimulation. Releasing your hands you wrap them around his shoulders, pulling his mouth to yours as you breath in his scent and taste his mouth. Your chest is heaving from exhaustion but your body is still a livewire of lust and desire. Pulling back Rindou presses his soiled fingers against your lips. Opening your mouth you taste yourself, it's tangy and fans the fire in your belly.

“Does your pussy taste good, Princess?”

“Yes.”

“Fuck you’re gorgeous,” he says, stealing one last kiss before getting up. Removing his condom he reaches into his jean pocket to retrieve a new one. Your tired eyes watched as he quickly slides a new rubber down his shaft before retaking his spot above you. “You ready for my cock, Princess?” he asks, spread your legs open, rubbing his tip through your slick folds.

“Yes,” you automatically say, you’re so dizzy from your last high it seems to be the only word you can think of. Words can not describe how much you need him inside you, the desperation that is growing every moment he isn’t stretching you out over his cock. A gasp escaped your lips when he pushed his tip into your needy hole followed by a curse from him.

“Fuck—” Once he is entirely seated inside your quivering walls, Rindou begins to gently pump inside you. “God damn it,” he moans, his hips moving faster. Your fingers curl into the bed sheets as he rocks into you with more zeal. His rough hands gripping your hips as he pulls you onto him, his hair falling over his eyes and begin to stick to the sweat dampening his brow.

“Oh my god, Rindou!” you cry.

“That’s right, Baby. Say my name.” His movements become faster, his swollen tip punches your cervix with increasing hardness till he is fucking you like an animal. His breath comes out hard and fast with deep grunts of exertion as he uses his body against yours. Your voice is bouncing off the walls of your bedroom along with the sticky sounds of your joining and the smacking of his sake against your ass. You’re so close, the coil in your belly is tightening with every harsh pump of his cock.

“Yes—oh my god I’m going to cum,” you cry, propping yourself up on your arms, looking up at the powerful man. Sitting up straighter, your ankles in his hands, holding your legs wide open, looking at your connected bodies.

“That’s it, Princess. Cum on my cock. You’re doing so good. Taking me so well—Fuck!” he heaves, combing his hair back from his face. Your head falls back, eyes squeezed shut as you try to grasp onto the dangling strings of your coming orgasm but it's just out of reach. A pathetic sob comes from your throat. Reopening your eyes you look between your legs, watching his cock disappear inside you, you reach down and begin to rub your sensitive clitoris.

“Yes,” he cries, eyes looking between your working fingers and your scrunched up face, “You look so fucking pretty touching yourself, Baby. Make yourself cream on my cock—shit—that’s it. I’m so fucking close, Princess. Is that what you want? Want me to cum inside your tight little cunt?”

“God, yes!” His hips begin to stutter with his impending climax and yours isn't far behind with your hand touching your clit, you lay back and pinch your nipple with the other. The zings of pain from twisting your hardened bud goes straight to your clenching pussy. Wrapping your legs around his waist, Rindou falls on top of you bracketing your head between his arms as he kisses your neck.

“So fucking good,” he purrs into your ear, “I feel your sweet cunt squeezing me so tight—fuck that’s it, Princess. Fuck yes!” he says as you finally come undone. Your cunt convulses around his moving shaft as every other muscle in your body tenses up as you’re racked with the overwhelming sensation of euphoria. Neither your hands or his hips stop, both in their pursuits of your respective highs.

Your body is unable to relax, now being tipped over into overstimulation. Your hand push against Rindou’s shoulders as his sloppy pumps into your exhausted core become tortuous in the best way.

“I can’t—ah— Rindou—please,” your words come out choppy and breathless but he doesn’t relent.

“Yes you can, Princess,” he encourages, “just a little longer. You’re doing so beautifully for me.” Sitting up, Rindou reaches between you to rub his thumb against your already swollen clit. You try to push his hand away but your body locks up with another body shaking orgasm building up.

“Oh fuck,” you cry, your eyes are squeezed so tightly shut and you feel tears beginning to well up, “That feels so good,” you slur, watery eyes looking up at him as your body is overtaken by your high. Your mouth is open, letting any and all sounds of pleasure come out. With the sound of his name ringing in his ears from your fucked out voice he cums. His hips slow as he milks himself into the condom containing him. Once his hips come to a halt the two of you sit there gasping for air, connected in blissed out silence. You mewl and are brought back to reality when you feel Rindou begin to slowly pull out of you.

“You okay?” he asks, brushing your hair from your face before tying off the used rubber and tossing it in the trash.

“God, yes,” you sigh, making him chuckle.

“Good,” he says, laying his body next yours, propping himself on his elbow.

“Are you going to leave now?” you ask, feeling a little embarrassed about how needy you might’ve just sounded but he just smiles.

“Technically I am supposed to but—” he trails off, following his fingertips as they run up your side.

“But?”

“But I could stick around a little longer if you want.”

“Would that get you in trouble?” you ask.

“Perhapes,” he just chuckles darkly and leans his face close to yours, “but you make me want to break all kinds of rules, Princess,” he purrs before taking your lips in a hungry kiss, reigniting the fire in your belly.

I'm not sure how I feel about how this one turned out but I hope you enjoyed it!

Feedback & interaction is alway appreciated!

Would you be interested in more like this? If so let me know and I’m open to suggestions :)

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[effetsecndaires]

— 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬.

PAIRING: rindou haitani x fem!reader.

CONTENT WARNING: bonten!rindou, smut, choking, unprotected sex, degradation, rindou slaps you once

“You think you can flirt with my brother right before my eyes..." Rindou seethed, his grip around your throat tightening while his other hand fumbled with his belt and pants, pulling them down. “....and get away with it?”

You could only manage a weak whimper as you felt his fingers squeeze some more, cutting a tiny bit of your airway off.

Rindou swore under his breath as he jerked himself, his left hand leaving your throat to grab your jaw and kiss you hard. He let go of his cock to rid you of your underwear, nearly tearing the material off your legs. You moaned into the kiss, feeling breathless by the time you pulled away.

"Rind—"

"Shut up. Don't say a fucking word."

"I'm sorr—"

Slap.

"Are you fucking deaf?" He grabbed your jaw again and split you open in one thrust, his parted lips brushing against yours as he started fucking you, each snap of his hips yanking a choked cry from your throat.

"Fuck!"

You clung to his neck when he increased the speed, knotting your fingers in the hair at his nape and bracing yourself on the desk as best as you could with your other hand, the sound of skin slapping together filling the room along with your gasps for air and his grunts.

You didn't even try to stop yourself from screaming as Rindou fucked you at such dizzying pace, whispering degrading comments in your ear at the same time, which made you dig your nails harder into his back and squeeze your eyes shut.

“Open 'em. Keep your fuckin' eyes open." he said while grabbing your face roughly, his thrusts frantic. And you obeyed, locking eyes with him.

You couldn't help but get louder and louder until you felt Rindou's hand cover your mouth, muffling your moans. He chuckled hoarsely, the sound clearly mocking.

"You just can't keep your pretty little mouth shut, can you? Gotta let everyone know how much of a slut you are, huh?" he taunted, bringing his lips close to your ear, smirking. "Gotta let my big brother know who you belong to..."

You were so close, feeling the knot within your stomach tighten more and more with each thrust, when suddenly, Rindou pulled out.

"Bend over the desk."

You did as you were told, legs already wobbly as you hopped off the desk and bent over it instead, waiting for your husband to use you as he pleased. He rested a hand on your hip and rubbed the tip of his cock along your slit before easing himself back in, groaning at the feeling of your walls clenching around him.

"Good girl. Fucking take it."

[strawberryfairi]

TR Guys + Their Types | HCS

Ran, Baji, Rindou, Hanma 💖 pt 1

⚜️Content: Black Girl Edition🤎 What I could see the guys' types being

RAN

~ I feel like he loves a fashionable girl, specifically that like rich girl style (loves to wear heels, dresses, sun hats, etc). ~ Loves a confident, self-assured woman (I could see him loving a woman that gives off Jessica Rabbit vibes, both style and attitude).

~Definitely loves the hard to get type (not PLAYING hard to get but she just literally is hard to get).

~She'll love luxurious things (vacations, restaurants, etc) and will never say no when he offers her one of those types of experiences. ~She'd also be very kind, maybe even mellow personality wise. Like she's very poised, calm, and well-spoken for sure.

~He'd love a talented woman too! I feel like he'd be shook at a vocalist! That speakeasy, jazz standard vocalist type vibe. A smooth, sultry voice (I imagine her singing Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered by Ella Fitzgerald and Ran's just watching like omg...I'm sat🧎🏻).

~Likes a girl that really likes to nap, and do homey activities! Spending quality time together being inside the house is a must or him! For example: Going out to dinner together somewhere beautiful and expensive then come home and just chill and cuddle together with a movie on until y'all fall asleep!

~I could see him absolutely LOVING and OBSESSING over a big afro! Like imagine this look: A gorgeous yellow sundress, white heels, and that gorgeous afro she created out of a braid out, picked out to perfection and framing her face elegantly. Again...he's sat🧎🏻

BAJI

~I could kind of see two different types of girls for Baji so Imma split this one:

TYPE 1:

~ PATIENT...as a mf! Like, she is not out here getting pissed about every little thing. It takes her a lot of pushing before she'd ever get as mad as Baji does about certain things.

~ She's soft spoken (not necessarily like a meek voice but just calm) yet confident, and has no problem correcting or telling anyone off, she's just not going about it like Baji.

~Very compassionate and values family (this goes for type 2 as well). Baji cares DEEPLY for his mom so naturally I feel like he'd gravitate towards a family girl.

~Definitely loves animals for sure. Like just any animal she's cool with, and they're cool with her. (Them adventurous type girls that'll ride elephants and like...idk touch a shark lol. That ain't me chile)

~I could lowkey see that like chill sense of style for her too. Like not nothing fancy with Ran but more everyday/cute casual wear.

~I think Baji would like (in either type) a locs goddess type of girl. Like something about a girl with locs for my boy Keisuke....he's sat 🧎🏻.

TYPE 2:

~ ZERO PATIENCE....like none. If she's set off all hell is breakin' lose chile. It's every natural disaster happening at the same time if someone makes them BOTH mad (just run...).

~Values family for sure.

~Loud, animated personality! The type of girl where you hear her before you see her coming.

~Does not like animals like that, but is willing to let him show her and maybe warm her up to different kinds of animals.

~I think he'd like the streetwear kinda style. The kind where she can dress it up or down depending on the day or outing, like maybe she'll add in some heels to jazz up the fit, you feel me?

RINDOU

~Like Ran, I think he'd love a talented woman! Art, music, etc, he'd really like that kind of thing!

~I could see Rin liking a cutesy girl for him! Like pink, skirts, just the stereotypical girly things.

~I think he'd love natural hair so much! Like he'd love to just sit and learn how she does it. She'd be the type to do her hair herself.

~He'd like a girl he can share memes and music playlists with!

~Will love a girl that likes to go out, and be taken out to dinners, clubs, etc. Just texts/calls her outta nowhere like "Get dressed nice babe, I'm taking you out"

~Likes a girl with a warm, velvety, low voice. That deep tone that comes across naturally sensual for no reason.

~I think he'd also like the kind of girl that acts a bit bratty just so he can put her in her place (if you know what I'm sayin' sksksksk)

~Since he's all flexible and whatnot, on his elastigirl type beat, he'd definitely like a girl that would be open to learning about stretches and workouts and things! Would for sure like a lil workout buddy.

~He'd like a girl that's good at communicating and being perceptive of other people.

HANMA

~I feel like Shuji likes a girl that acts like she doesn't like his corny jokes, slight chaos, and flirting but really does

~He'll like a funny girl for sure! Not necessarily cracking jokes 24/7, but she has a sense of humor!

~I think he'd like a girl that' loves adventures too. Hanma likes spontaneity so he'd probably gravitate towards a girl that loves doing random things out of the blue!

~Likes an "angelic" kind of girl. Super sweet, kind of innocent, super kind, and just not violent and crazy like him. Definitely can see him with a girl that'll reign that craziness on in (Like, "We can have fun but we ain't bouta be on all dat...")

~I feel like he'd like though, a bad biddie type of girl too. Like she intimidates guys that see her because she looks so beautiful. Comes across scary gorgeous but she's really not like that at all if they get the chance to know her.

~When it comes to her hair, I could see her being a versatile baddie. She'll be natural, wear wigs, get braids/locs, you just never know! She gon' eat whatever style she feels like at any given time!

~I feel like this will also play into her style too. Like she's the kinda girl that will be giving classy baddy one time, casual one day and streetwear another but she absolutely slays each and every aesthetic like it's her main one!

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Dye it baby

─ Yandere!bonten x motherly!reader (Platonic)

─ Summary: a special day with your boys, a day of memories and torture

─ Warnings: obsession, metion of bullying, toxic behavior, blood, mention of torture, yandere stuff

Part one / Part two / Part three / Part five

How the first two parts have 1000 likes ??? thank you very much!! 🫶🏻

Lil edit: sorry @boycigs it's been so long i forgot i had to tag you 😭

You never knew how to measure quantities when cooking, because you didn't want to go short, you always ended up adding more ingredients than you should, which led you to make too much food, in this case, little strawberry cupcakes along with some other fruits.

You had time to do it on one of those rare days where you weren't being stifled by the presence of any Bonten executive, having you as their secretary made it easier for them to be accessible to you, but unfortunately they couldn't stop you from interacting with other people, more than anything because they also needed men to do their dirty work, men you seemed to talk to from time to time, which they didn't like.

For you, it was just small interactions, greetings, small talks with the guys who were hanging around, who came from missions or bodyguards who watched every corner in the barracks, nothing really important, you were just being nice like you would to anyone else, although most of them would only nod at your presence or words, they had already been threatened and knew the consequences.

But that didn't stop some clueless from enjoying your presence more than they would like, not to mention the fact that you want to distribute the leftover cupcakes among those men, they'd rather throw away your homemade food before those creeps could taste it, but they couldn't stop you, at least not most of the time.

You wanted to think that the disappearance of some people with whom you spoke or shared that leftover food was not your fault, after all, working with this type of criminal exposed you to many dangers, but you really did not know how far your boys could go for simply smiling at another person.

You put those thoughts aside, clutching the box full of cupcakes tightly, you reached the elevator in the main building, dialing the highest number, you waited patiently, humming the light music on hold, on your way out you simply walked a few more steps and knocked on the door already well known. It opened with a creak, as soon as you entered, being received by an arm hooking onto you in a loose hug, you smiled when you saw Mikey, anxious to see what you had prepared this time, despite not being his favorites, everything you did to he, would be a culinary work.

"By the way, today is dyeing day."

"Hmm? It is?"

You muttered at Rindou's words, noticing now, the boys who already had part of their natural color at the root of their hair, you shrugged smiling at the younger of the Haitani, nodding at his request, earning pitying glances from Kakucho, who was the only one who decided not to alter his original hair.

You approached him, rubbing his shoulders in a comforting way, trying not to let his kicked puppy look affect you, you offered him a smile that was enough to warm his heart, looking for a second at the expressions of his companions to silently boast of being the only one that received all your attention.

"Don't worry Kaku, I'll make sure that my next day off is just for you, we can make that recipe you told me about the other day, or visit some place you want."

The completely bitter and serious expressions of the others turned into small grimaces that were meant to be smiles as you turned to them, letting Takeomi lead the group out while you give a last silent wave to Kakucho, who simply nodded at your action, as soon as you were out of sight a frown on his face.

Kaku really hated 'dyeing days' because he was the only one not included in the bonding time with everyone, but then again he could always take advantage of it, just like now, he always got an extra day with you, and best of all It's just that it was just you and him, so he had your full attention.

Although he had to leave that for later, now, returning with the boys and you, you went out of the building to the crowded streets of Tokyo, everyone staying on the sidelines except Kokonoi, who was the only one who went with you to buy the hair dye, since the group itself would draw a lot of attention and he was the one handling the money, the others reluctantly agreed as he took your hand to guide you to the nearest store.

"Don't you want to dye your hair too?"

"I think not for now, my hair doesn't look so bad right?"

"Of course not! It's perfectly fine."

You laughed at how Koko was quick to make sure your hair was perfectly fine, knowing how delicate people your age could be because of the dreaded gray hair. You both walked out of there after choosing the appropriate colors for everyone, smiling at the packages you were holding in your hand.

It reminded you of your youth, you went through that stage too, you learned how to apply the dye on your own because going to a hairdresser would be a lot of work and much more expensive, although you stopped applying so many dyes to your hair because it started to get drier. When the boys discovered this —snooping through your old photos from your high school days— they asked you to apply the dye.

While everyone got used to being treated by a ridiculously expensive professional hairdresser, nothing could compare to taking advantage of this to spend more time with you, not to mention enjoying the feeling of being pampered by you, giving them a little scalp massage when you applied the dye to them, it was something that even the most experienced or expert hairdresser could not achieve.

"Who should be first?"

You all ended up in your house, because you continued to maintain that house even though the boys told you it wasn't necessary, but you hadn't spent most of your life working to buy this property and now just abandon it so abruptly, no, you weren't going through that, plus it was always like a refuge of your own peace of mind, although in the majority there was always someone who interrupted you on your day off.

You observed that everyone had impatient eyes, watching as you internally debated who should be the first to go through your majestic hands and head caresses, taking one last look at everyone you made up your mind once and for all.

"I guess we can start with Ran, since I'm going to take longer with him, you go after Rin, the rest of you shouldn't take that long so you can choose the order, oh, without any shouting or throwing knives."

You warned before taking the brothers to the bathroom, aware that the last time you told them to choose the order in which you were going to dye them they ended up fighting to see who would be the first to receive your attention. You started working with Ran, massaging his head while applying the dye, it took you half an hour to finish them both as they had two different colors, which complicated the process, luckily the others only had one color to choose from.

You weren't surprised that the next one to enter the bathroom was Mikey, after all he was the boss, and if the brothers had been lucky enough to go before him, it was only because it was your decision and he respected it. You took your time with him, knowing that he enjoyed more than anyone the reassurance that your fingers gave him, running over his skin in a firm but gentle way, it was refreshing for him, the only place where he could let his guard down and relax to the point where he almost falls asleep

The next one was Takeomi, he was the fastest since he only had a small part of his hair, that didn't mean that he didn't feel satisfied by the simple fact of being with you alone. He was followed by an impatient Sanzu, who was always very restless despite being with you, as if he were the rebellious and hyperactive son of the group, then Mochizuki entered and finally Kokonoi.

You sighed once you kicked Koko out of the bathroom, leaving you to relieve yourself while cleaning the dye stains left on your hands, you wet your face to cool off, feeling tired after a long day.

"Guys… can you tell me what the hell are you doing with my school album again? I thought I had hidden it…"

You stared blankly at the group of men who decided to deliberately ignore your words, one of the few times they did, more focused on gossiping about your past as a student.

"Who is it? You have many photos with this person."

Sanzu pointed, you approached to check who was, a smile tugging at your lips upon seeing that person, the boys silently stared at your expression, feeling an internal anger against the stranger despite not knowing anything about that person.

"That was my first couple, although we didn't end up very well."

"Why?"

"Cheated on me with someone else." you immediately noticed how the tension increased in the room, rushing to continue talking "Oh, but we were both very inexperienced, it was the first relationship for both of us and we had many ups and downs."

"Why would you keep the photos of this person? Seems useless."

"Mikey… that's rude, I keep them because it's a memory of my life, although I only keep the good times."

They continued to look at more photos —some embarrassing— and judge the people you had the closest contact with in the past, Takeomi making a mental list of the few names you inadvertently let slip as you remembered between laughs and blushes of embarrassment your adolescent adventures

Although there was someone who annoyed them more than anyone, a girl, an old classmate who decided to mess with you for something quite common in pubescence, pimples and early physical changes, her harassment was only verbal, small teasing so that her group of friends would laugh, luckily nothing physical happened, mostly because one day you decided to stand up to it and set the record straight, since teachers don't do much, you decided that sometimes taking control of the situation wasn't a bad idea.

The girl was embarrassed years later by her attitude towards you and apologized when you met her as an adult, you simply forgave her because she was not and would not be anyone important in your life, there was no point in hating her when you could just forget her.

But the boys did not like this at all, they heard from your own mouth ─because they begged you to tell them the whole story─ that many nights you cried, self-conscious about your appearance, forcing you to do things that were dangerous to your health, both mental and physical, you didn't go to extremes, but without a doubt that year was a bad time that you prefer to bury in the depths of your mind.

Oh boy, Bonten was going to dig up the shit for you to clear your conscience, rather his own under the guise of 'doing it for you', what better way to get over someone than to just wipe them off the face of the Earth? It's a pleasant job for them anyway, especially if they're people who had hurt their mother in some way. You may have taken it as a joke, but the idea of hunting down your former bad classmates, or teachers, were not empty words, it was a promise.

"Hello, Kakucho? Didn't we have an important meeting today?"

"Ah, we can always do without one or two, so don't worry, isn't it better to spend the day with me than listen to us talk for hours about business?"

"I suppose you're right, hearing about your companies is more boring than working as a cashier."

You smiled tightening Kaku's grip on your hand, leading you through a pretty garden full of different flowers, completely oblivious to the reasons why you hadn't been allowed to attend today's meeting. You let go of his hand when he had to take a call, seizing the moment alone you bent down to see a lovely red rose, touching the soft petals of it, going down to the stem just feeling a little prick.

"Ow, it has very sharp spines."

You muttered, a drop of blood falling onto the green grass, staining it slightly red, you immediately felt someone pull your shoulder back, meeting you with a worried look that caused you to laugh.

"Let's get you a doctor."

"Kaku, it's just a cut, some water and a band-aid will suffice."

"Oxygenated water, we don't know if more people have touched that."

"Okay big baby…"

As you spent the afternoon nonchalantly by Kakucho's side, the rest of the boys personally took it upon themselves to give proper torture to that girl who once messed with your appearance, all taking turns slowly draining her blood, letting her life slowly and painfully escaped from her body.

"This teach you not to mess with mom, you stupid bitch."

Sanzu smiled sickly, taking the last turn to finish at once, the others watching in silence, their faces, hands and clothes stained with fresh blood, feelings of pure hatred manifested with blows, stabs, cuts… it was the price to pay for messing with someone she shouldn't, and she had to accept it. Sanzu grabbed the trusty pistol from him, without thinking twice, drowning out the agonized screams that did not stop ringing for four full clock hours, the last drops of blood spattering the walls.

BONUS

"Where have you been? Arriving like this full of blood what the hell?"

Everyone ─except Kaku─ shrank from your angry gaze, ducking their heads like children scolded for doing something wrong, they already knew what they were up against when they arrived at your house completely covered in blood.

"Sorry mom."

They all answered in sync, avoiding your gaze at all costs so as not to feel worse, but they were too eager to see you after having disposed of yet another piece of garbage in the world.

"No 'sorry mom' do you know how difficult it is to get blood stains out of clothes? You're lucky I have my laundry hacks."

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Followers event!

Yes, I couldn't even do the 600 event and we've already reached 700!!

You can't imagine how happy I am with that, Now, for this event, I'm going to put some prompts, and you can ask for up to three types, one prompt for each types right?

And here is the list of anime that I write, now thank you so much for following me, and trusting me with your requests, enjoy!

Exes prompts

"Miss me a lot?"

"Why are we even done?"

"I haven't been with anyone after us." "Don't lie to me" "I couldn't."

"Do you still remember the taste of my kiss?"

"Want to come back with me?" "Absolutely not"

"We broke up" "No, we took a break."

"We're still getting married" "We're fucking over!"

"Are you together?" "Yes!" "No we are not."

"Do you want to be my girlfriend again?" "I prefer to die"

"You need to move on" "Haha no thanks"

"Why did we even break up?"

"This spaghetti is really amazing, by the way, do you want to date me again?"

"We should never have broken up"

Jealousy prompts

"Don't fucking touch her"

"I think if he looks at you like that again I'm going to freak out"

"It's sad to think that you've kissed other people before me."

"I don't like it when you smile at other people"

"I need you more than they do!"

"Why are you touching my girlfriend?"

"I'll mark your neck, and everyone will know you're mine"

"I think he still doesn't understand that you're mine"

"Stop looking at other people, it drives me crazy"

"I much prefer you and me"

"Why does he need to touch you so much?"

"How about splitting her huh" "Start fucking praying now"

"Are you single?" "No, she's not" "What the fuck-"

Passionate prompts

"I would do anything for her, ANYTHING!" "You weird..."

"I miss him so much" "You saw him two minutes ago!"

"If she won't go with me, then neither will I."

"I don't think I've ever loved anyone so much in my life"

"She is so beautiful..."

"You are in love?" "Yes I am"

"Can you get out of my head?"

"She's the best person in the world"

"I only marry if it's with her"

"I see her everywhere"

"I love you more every day"

"We're going to die old together right?"

"You're like into her or something" "Oh you have no idea how much"

Hurt/Comfort prompts

"It's all right, I'm here now"

"Don't try so hard"

"I wish you could see What I see"

"I fucking hate myself" "How can you hate the sun of my fucking life"

"I'll be by your side for the rest of my life"

"I'll love you forever"

"I don't want to continue in this world if you're not in it"

"This depression will kill me one day" "I won't let it"

"I've never been as dead inside as I am right now"

"I just wanted to feel alive again"

"I need you to stay alive for me love"

"Let me help you"

"There is no me if there is no you"

Protector prompts

"Get your filthy hands off her!"

"I swear if you touch her it will be the last thing you ever do"

"You're crazy if you think I'm going to leave you walking around alone, come on"

"Did he hurt you?" "No" "Did he think about hurting you?"

"I think I need to have a word with that boyfriend of yours"

"You only touch her over my corpse"

"I'll protect you, pinky promise"

"You're shaking, you can take my coat, but after that I want a kiss"

"Can I have your number?" "CAN'T YOU SEE SHE'S CRYING HELL?"

"Don't fucking talk about her like that"

"Don't let go of my hand, I don't want you to get lost"

"I think I'll walk everywhere with you"

"Y/N? Y/N WHERE ARE YOU?" "I just went to the bathroom..."

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𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧

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TW: Gang violence

A/n: Not all characters will be dated/developing relationships in the first book/season. You may have to wait until the second book/season if you are waiting for a specific character.

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸: "𝚂𝚒𝚌𝚔"

《𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚟 》𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝

"Boss," My secretary looks up at me with a confused look plastered on her face. "I thought you were sick."

Oh right. I chew my lip.

I offer her my best smile. "I ate some soup! I'm all good now!"

She raises a judgmental eyebrow.

A harsh bump on my shoulder makes me look behind me, resulting in me coming face-to-face with my friend, Emma. She examines me from head to toe, her nose scrunched up. She turns to my secretary. "Hina, why is there a liar in my face?" She questions.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out!"

Emma rolls her eyes and hands me a stack of paper. "I'm glad you enjoyed your 24-hour vacation because you have work to do." Soon, my right hand is overflowing with papers covered in letters and numbers. My face resembles that of confusion and an ever-so-sassy Emma scoffs at my dismay, rolling her eyes. "The CEO's wife cheated on him; he filed for divorce. Ever since then, it's like he's been taking his anger out on us." She jots her lip out to form a pout.

"I... thought it was the other way around? Didn't his wife...?" Hinata trails off and looks at Emma incredulously.

I roll my eyes at their loose lips and make my way to the elevator. I press the button to go to the 11th floor and look over the stack of paperwork Emma handed me. My role as a junior operations analyst is to assess the business policies and procedures of an organization. To make sure the business is running as efficiently as possible, I pinpoint areas that require improvement and assist in creating new plans.

It's my responsibility to carry out research, investigate workflows, and make sure the company complies with legal requirements. I collaborate with each department to schedule meetings with managers and carry out internal audits to gauge their workflows. In order to provide insights into corporate operations, I am a key player in the collection, analysis, and interpretation of data. I support management and senior analysts in spotting patterns, summarizing research, and coming to wise judgments.

I'm pulled out of my calculations by the sound of the elevator alerting me to my stop. I head into the hallway to find my nameplate with the numbers 1105 etched underneath it, just beside my door.

I push my door open and carelessly plop the papers onto my desk. Slumping into my office chair, I swing about, already fatigued.

The phone rings on my desk, and I immediately sit up straight and act professionally. I pick up the phone and hear Hina's chirpy voice ringing through. "Ma'am, you are to pick up line 2. There is a gentleman who says he would like to speak with you."

"Will do! Thank you, Hinata." I hang up the phone, this time pressing 'pickup' followed by the numbers 02.

I introduce myself and my role to the guest then ask how I can be of assistance.

"I know who you are, sweetheart; I need a favor." I recoil at the sound of Hanma's voice, pulling away from my phone. "Hanma?!" I inquire.

"How do you know where I work? Why didn't you just text me? Don't call me at my workplace because you're bored." I chastise.

"Wow, this is some customer service. 1. I have my ways; 2. your phone is off, and even if you did answer, you would still nag me for texting you at work; and 3. while I am bored, I need something."

I upturn my lip at his quips. "What is it?"

"I need you to deliver something to someone once you're done at work."

"That sentence contained no nouns at all. I'm having trouble getting a name, knowing where I'm going, or what I'm dropping off. Already a red flag." I deadpan.

"There's my businesswoman." He chuckles. "But no, sweetheart, you can trust me."

I sigh.

"You owe me."

His laugh reverberates over the phone. "Of course, doll."

As I exit the building, my phone is illuminated by the orange hue of the setting sun. Scrolling down my contacts, I dial Hanma's number and wait for him to pick up.

"Hello?"

"So where am I supposed to be going? Do I walk down the street, or?" I briefly look around for any signs of Hanma.

"A friend of mine is coming to pick you up. Stay where you are." Caught off guard by his sudden serious tone, I hang up and do as I am told.

In less than five minutes, a black Toyota Camry pulls to a stop in front of me. With a text from Hanma telling me what the car looks like, I know that this is the friend he mentioned. Opening the passenger door, I realize there are two men in the car. The driver, brownskinned with black and yellow hair, pushes his glasses up his nose. The passenger, purple haired sporting a jellyfish-like haircut, looks at me as if I just spat on him.

"Can I help you? You're riding in the back." He jots his thumb towards the backseat, gazing down his nose at me as if he is already annoyed by my presence.

"Damn, excuse you." I mumble, slamming the door and sliding into the backseat instead.

I cross my arms and fight the urge to complain to Hanma about his friends' less than welcoming behavior. Sighing heavily, I rest my head against the window as we turn down countless streets. I try my best to remember where we're going just in case things go left.

It isn't long before the car comes to a stop outside an abandoned warehouse. Graffiti and dirt cover what's left of the establishment. I look towards the men.

"Are y'all sure this where we supposed to be?" I gazed out the window with concern.

I get no response as the man in the passenger seat gets out the car. I look to the driver instead. He looks at me, yet gives no response. Irritated, I step out the car, broken glass crunching beneath my feet. I go to the trunk where the purple haired man is located.

He gives me something that is sealed with red string and wrapped in a brown paper bag. I examine the square-shaped object in an attempt to determine what it is.

"Let's go." The man slams the trunk and strides over to the warehouse.

Shortly after the man knocks on the enormous doors, they swing open. A man in a suit flanked by what I could only guess to be bodyguards stood in the center of the room.

The man was overweight, short, and leaned on a cane. The man grins at us, and I'm not sure which sparkled more, the big gold ring on his hand that he extended toward us or the single gold grill on his teeth.

"Haitani! Good ta see ya!" The man bellows.

Though he tried to hide it, the man named Haitani grimaced.

"Pleasure doing business with you, Kosung." One of Kosung's men stalks towards us, and Haitani takes the package out of my hand, giving it to the man.

"Who's the doll?" Kosung motions towards me with the package. "The King's recruiting newbies?" He slightly opens the package, peering through the small hole.

Haitani scoffs. "I sure hope not."

Haitani clears his throat, then all eyes are on him. "I have some toys in the trunk." Haitani uses his head to motion towards the car.

Kosung hands the package to one of his men. "The King sure does act fast, huh? Let's see what you've got."

Haitani grabs my upper arm and drags me out the warehouse. Once the heavy doors close behind us, he spins me around so that I'm facing a small shed hidden far behind the warehouse.

"See that shed over there?" Haitani points, "Go in there and grab anything with the word Bonten on it." He pats my shoulder and starts to walk to the car.

I turn and grab the sleeve of his tux. "So you wanna be rude from jump, then have the nerve to ask me to do something for you? Have you lost your goddamn mind?!" I push his arm.

"Have you lost yours? If you're gonna be sensitive over every little thing, you shouldn't have offered to help in the first place." He glares at me. "Hanma needs to keep his bitches on a leash." He mumbled and continued to walk to the car.

It took everything in me not to grab him by his ugly ass hair and slap the shit out of him. Regardless, I turn and walk to the shed, only to be met with a rusty padlock. I look around for something to break- much less, open- the lock. Hidden in the tall grass, I find a hammer and ready myself. With three good swings, the lock breaks off. With the door dragging on the ground, it takes most of my strength to open it, though just enough for me to squeeze through.

Once inside, I discover a dusty storage area with documents strewn about. Not sure where to look first, I maneuver over to the office desk in the middle of the room. While looking through papers, a particular document catches my eye. The name of the company I'm working for, Gynja Investments, and Bonten are supposed to be completing a deal today.

Organizing the documents on the desk: a stack for Gynja Investments, a stack for Bonten, and a stack for the plans they have created and intend to create together. I fold up the stacks that have to with the company I'm working under, and stuff them into my shoes. I grab Bonten's papers and stuff them into the waistband of my skirt.

Suddenly, my body is thrown forward, and my chest meets the desk. Instantly, what I can only assume is a zip tie, binds my wrists together. As I attempt to scream for help, my assailant gags my mouth with a cloth, tying it.

They yank me up by the zip tie, causing the plastic to dig into my wrists. I scream in pain as I am pushed out of the shed. I scream and kick, but my attempts to make a sound are met with silence and my kicks miss their target. Soon, we come to the back door of the warehouse, only for the doors to be flung open by my assailant, and me to meet the disgusting floor. Looking up, my eyes meet Haitani's- disappointed? disgusted?- expression.

No, it was more like he was bothered with the fact that I got caught and he now has to save me. But by the looks of it, I'm not even sure if he wants to do that. Kosung looks back at me and smiles.

"Haitani! I thought you said it was a pleasure doing business with me?" He turns back to the man in question.

Haitani picks at his ear. "That's the thing, Kosung. The boss thought so too. So while you're worried about my rat, shouldn't you be worried about why one of yours has supposedly been taking millions from Bonten?"

Haitani takes out his phone, seemingly uninterested in what Kosung has to say next.

Kosung's face grows red as he grits his teeth with anger. "Me? Skim Manjiro? Don't make me laugh, bastard! What business do I have skimming a gang that's going to fall within days?!-" The man's sentence is cut off with a blood curdling scream and the sound of a gunshot ringing through the air. Blood splatters from the man's knee as he falls to the ground.

I look back to see a man with a pink mullet and scars adorning each side of his mouth, pointing a smoking gun at Kosung. "Watch your tongue, pig."

I can hardly understand what's going on as shots ring through the air. Trying my best to get to safety, I crawl behind a crate. Screams and gunfire are all that can be heard throughout the warehouse. Just then, a large man gets thrown at the crate in front of me, breaking it and knocking me out in the process.