#rindou smut

[anglbunny]

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cw: porn. nsfw minors dni. [Blue lock, jujutsu kaisen, tokyo revengers}

⸝⸝ Playing with his pretty dick after he comes home.

⸝⸝ his sweet virgin girlfriend tells him he can't take her V card so he decides to do this instead

⸝⸝ Filling you up because you look so hot with his cum dripping out

➷Michael kaiser, gojo satoru, shinichiro sano, wakasa imaushi, ran haitani, rin itoshi, sae itoshi, choso kamo, toji fushiguro, rindou haitani, sanzu haruchiyo, izana kurokawa (+your faves)

⸝⸝ He's your own little seat

⸝⸝ He loves fucking you in missionary cause of the pretty view

⸝⸝ He fingers you while eating you out

➷megumi fushiguro, ino takuma, inumaki toge, otoya eita, nagi seishiro, wakasa imaushi, rin itoshi, reo mikage, barou shoei, inui seishu, chifuyu matsuno, kakucho hitto, (+your faves)

⸝⸝ letting him rearrange your inside in the backseat where everyone can see who you belong to

⸝⸝ Ruining your cute little panties

⸝⸝ spanking you

➷geto suguru, yuta okkotsu, isagi yoichi, chigiri hyoma, michael kaiser, hiori yo, mikey sano, ran haitani, bachira meguru, kokonoi hajime, sanzu haruchiyo, (+your faves)

⸝⸝ He finally gives you what you want after being needy all day

⸝⸝ He doesn't realize how thick is cock is

⸝⸝ Playing with your pussy because he found out you have a hand fetish

➷toji fushiguro, sukuna ryomen, kunigami rensuke, shidou ryusei, oliver aiku, draken ryuguji, taiju shiba, rindou haitani, hanma shuji, gojo satoru, rin itoshi (+your faves)

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A/n: something new

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[esspeon]

They’re just so mean to you, whispering dirty little comments in your ear every chance they get.

It’s basically torture for you, but he loves doing it to you. He loves watching how you press your thighs together when he walks away to sit back down on his couch, leaving you sat alone at the counter. He’s been teasing you ever since you’ve moved in with him but what’s more frustrating is that he’s never done more than that. Every time, without fail, you’ve been left do get yourself off alone. This time is no exception. You’re in your bed, knuckles deep inside your cunt with your eyes closed just to try and satisfy your needs while soft moans are leaving your pretty lips. You’re so lost in the pleasure that you don’t even notice them standing in your doorway, arms crossed and eyes glued to your pussy. “Need some help, pretty?” You yelp, caught off guard by his words. “What-” you manage to get out, immediately pulling your fingers out of you and covering your body to the best of your ability. “Oh c’mon. I know you’re touching yourself because of me, so why not accept my help, hm?”

And that is exactly how you found yourself in a mating press, cock so deep he’s practically fucked you dumb already. The sounds leaving your mouth belong in an erotic film and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t almost make him cum right then and there. “Agh- cunt’s squeezing me so tight. You’re such a slut f’me, hm? Couldn’t bear my teasing you had to make yourself cum at the thought of me?” He teases, managing to hit spots inside of you you didn’t even know existed. “Don’t worry your pretty little head though, I’m here now and I’ll take good, good care of you.”

[stargirlo]

whatever she wants ♡.

your boyfie luvs spoiling you with his money! and he doesn't care if he maxes out his credit card just by spending money on the stuff that you want to buy. he just wants to see his pretty girl happy, that's all. his love language is gift giving, so why not show his love to you by showering you with designer bags and red bottoms?

you're always whining about how he shouldn't give you this many stuff, even if it wasn't a special occasion. but he insists, who is going to stop him?

need your nails done? check, appointment is already made. you're craving oysters? the reservation is booked. want to be on the highest floor of a five-star hotel in singapore? prepare for the breathtaking view baby. your birkin bag is getting old? the order is at your doorstep. need a new tiffany and co bracelet? get in the car and lets buy you a new one.

honestly he knows every clothing brand that you like because he has a list of your wants and needs. whenever you say something like "this sundress is cute." or "these tory burch sandals would go with this, yeah?" he would instantly take note of it and buy it for you the next day. this man is tiring, but you absolutely adore him. not because of his money, but because of the way he treats you.

he treats you with full on royalty, as if you were his queen, in which, you already are. so, you can't help but give him your thanks to him for doing all these things.

"f-fuck baby, is this your thanks f'me..?" he dryly chuckles, slenders fingers slipping through your well styled hair, to which it was ruined by how tight he's gripping your fucking scalp. ouchie.

you nodded eagerly, sucking him off like your life depended on it. moans vibrated against his cock, letting his body jolt in absolute pleasure. he threw his head back, letting you have your way on his cock as it snuggles deep down your warm and tight throat. he can't help but buck his hips upwards into your throat, a stifled moan bubbling through his gritted teeth. a sweat rolls down his forehead, eyebrows knit together as he looks down at the gorgeous view of you being between his legs and sucking his cock to oblivion.

"ye'r such a slut y'know t-that . . . shit-" he hissed in pleasure, inhaling sharply before letting out a groan. your thighs rubbed together, trying to reach out for some friction for yourself while you gave your precious boyfriend a blow job. he lets out a string of curses and praises, murmuring something about how he's going to ruin your pussy after this, and it only turned you on further, feeling a wet patch on your victoria secret thong.

suddenly, you withdrew from his cock, watching a thin string of spit connect from his cock and to your glossy lips. you looked up at him teary-eyed, your plump lips turning into a small "o" shape as you let out shallow breaths. "what's wrong baby? dick t'much to take down ye'r throat?" he mocks, looking down at you with a sneer. how mean.

" 's okay sugar, daddy's gotcha . . . now c'mere," he pants, his pointer and ring finger beckoning you to crawl up his lap, and so you did. as you got yourself situated and comfortable on his lap, his cock occasionally rubbing against your soaked panties that was desperate to be fucked like a useless glory hole. his hands move under your skirt, pulling down the thong away as it revealed your hungry pussy to his eyes. it was glistening with your slick, and he was definitely going to have a field day with this slip 'n slide.

"you're so wet f'me, and all jus' by suckin' my dick." he chuckles, gripping your hips firmly and lifting it up with a subtle movement, just enough to feel the tip of his cock rubbing against your puffy 'n needy clit. you let out a short gasp, taking a hold on his shoulders as you looked down at the lewd scenery below you. "aht, aht sugar . . . look at me," he gently slaps your ass, bringing back your attention to him and looking at him directly. he murmurs a low "thereee we go." before sliding you down his cock, a high-pitched yelp eliciting from your lips.

his cock slides in further, deeper and deeper until you feel his cock fill you up to the hilt. you're now basically cockdrunk, and he hasn't done anything to make you be in this position yet. you babbled how he's "too big" and that "you're full" but he could only watch in awe. "shh, shh, look how soaked your pussy is . . . look at how easy it just slides in, aand out." he huffs, moving your hips with ease as the base of his cock slips in and out of your pussy, erupting a lewd squelch.

"now c'mon baby, show me how really thankful you are f'me . . ." his hands now let go of your hips, making you fully sit down on his cock as your pussy warms it up. your lips tug a small pout, his hands being placed behind his head as he raised a brow. his expression already spoke volumes on what he was going to say, so you tried your best to lift up your shaky hips and thighs as you worked your way into riding his cock.

let's just say he had to do most of the work later on :(

💌: gojo satoru, geto suguru, hiromi higuruma, chuuya nakahara, haitani brothers, sanzu haruchiyo, manjiro sano, shuji hanma, wakasa imaushi, rafe cameron, ++ your favs!!

[kanyerealdaughter]

— ★ TR BOYS KINKS

sexual content , cussing , oral (male receiving) , nipple play , size kink , face fucking , role playing , cum eating , praising , ( tr boys x fem,reader)

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— ✧.* NIPPLE PLAY KINK

love loves LOVES your perfect breasts small or large and even medium any size he reaches up and cups your breasts, squeezing them gently before rolling your nipples between his fingers.

" mmm, such perfect tits. so perfect..." he leans down and takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently.

he leans down and starts to lick your breasts, swirling his tongue around your hard nipples. he moves to your other side, sucking and biting gently to leave more hickeys.

he's marking you like an animal claiming his territory. he moves back to your breasts, sucking hard on your nipples to leave hickeys there too. " there we go... now it looks better.."

ׂ╰┈➤ mikey , chifuyu , naoto , rindou , inui , shinichiro , kakucho

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— ✧.* SIZE KINK

you're smaller than him and he likes it.. not actually he loves it he puts you down on his lap he shifts slightly, making sure you can feel his growing bulge against your thigh.

he squeezes your thighs, emphasizing his size difference but you don't really notice well.. you’re just used to it.

sometimes he hides your things just for the enjoy of you looking around, then asking for his help would never admit it though.

he purposefully takes his time reaching for the item, letting his hard cock press against your bare ass more firmly. he hovers over you intentionally to make you feel small and desired.

" you're so fucking gorgeous..." he says in a husky whisper, running his large hands down your bare arms.

ׂ╰┈➤ taiju , izana , hanma , ran , baji , draken , hakkai

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— ✧.* ROLE PLAY KINK

you brought up this idea to him he thought about it .. it wasn’t such a bad idea why not try it out?

he sits in the chair, stunned by your sudden movement and the sight of your cute, knee-high socks. as you unbuckle his pants, his mind races with excitement and anticipation. he grips the armrests tightly, his knuckles turning white as you reveal his massive, throbbing erection.

a deep groan escapes his lips as your kitten-like lick meets his sensitive tip. his enormous cock twitches violently, reacting to the teasing contact. He looks down at you, his eyes glazed over with lust, watching your tiny, innocent-looking form kneeling between his powerful thighs. " fuck..."

he couldn’t help it and also couldn’t lie he was enjoying the role play but fuck your were teasing him he snapped.

his breathing becomes ragged and shallow, his abs tightening as he feels the familiar tingling sensation in his balls. he knows he's close, dangerously close to losing control and filling your tiny mouth with his seed. " shit... shit... i'm gonna cum..."

with a strangled groan, he unleashes a torrent of hot, thick cum directly into your throat. his massive cock pulses violently, pumping load after load of his essence into your tiny mouth.

he holds you firmly in place, ensuring every last drop is swallowed. " fuuuuck..."

ׂ╰┈➤ sanzu , mitsuya , kazutora , kisaki , kokonoi

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[hai7ani]

GMFU... ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა haitani rindou

nsfw (smut) mdni

boyfriend!haitani rindou who loves absolutely nothing more than hearing your pretty moans and desperate whimpers as he fucks you perfectly dumb.

all of it: the way your tits are bouncing against his chest from his deep thrusts, your freshly done acrylics clawing at his back and he hisses from the stinging sensation, your loud pornographic moans echoing in the bedroom of his shared apartment that smells like nothing but sex and weed, and the way you're clinging onto him for dear life as he kisses your forehead gently with a hush and you cum on his fat cock . . .

rindou fucking loves it.

"i know, baby. 'feels real good, don't it?"

you can't even respond to him. of course you can't -- not when he's circling his fingers on your overstimulated sticky clit while you're cumming on his dick with the way he's repeatedly hitting your g-spot over and over.

you're moaning uncontrollably, and the loud gasps and the bed frame knocking against the wall is enough to signify to the two of you that you're having one of the best sex ever.

and rindou's relishing in the way you're squeezing even harder on him than before. you're so tight. he's gonna cum before he even realises it.

it just feels too fucking good.

"shit," he cusses while burying his head into your neck to ride out his own high that he feels is coming. you're trashing around in his hold on his bed from overstimulation and he simply kisses your neck and holds your head in his palms.

"a lil' longer, baby. i gotta cum."

you've got fat tears pooling in your eyes while his pelvis is bumping on your puffy clit with every thrust and his heavy balls are smacking harshly against your ass. "so good . . ." you sigh as he proceeds to manhandle your body to another position.

he fucks even deeper now and you cum again, unknowingly with a silent moan and eyes rolled to the back of your head, drool dripping down your chin to the sheets underneath and rindou stupidly smirks at you, "got'cha feelin' so good, baby?"

you didn't know you were gonna cum, it all just happened so suddenly that you simply accepted it when it came, but it was different for rindou. he knew you were gonna cum again from the switch of position because he knows your body all too well. he's memorised every curvature, every birth mark, every mole you have and also every position you love to cum in, which includes fucking your pussy with your hands restrained above your head and a knee up to your chest with kisses peppered all over your face.

the guy's acting all smug and cocky while staring at your fucked out figure beneath him but he himself knows it damn well too that he won't last that long either.

and it's when your kissed-swollen lips start to pout and you gaze into his pretty eyes with tears running down your wet cheeks that his demeanour finally snaps into pieces. it shatters.

"baby, 'love you. i love you so much." you cry.

rindou swears he's never cummed as hard before.

૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა

it's the next day at the kantou manji headquarters that rindou is in the locker room changing into his gang uniform when hanma shuuji and madarame shion walks in.

hanma is fully dressed in his white ones and shion has a t-shirt on with the top of the overall unbuttoned and hanging loosely around his waist.

rindou doesn't like wearing anything underneath his because it gets hot quick and he's in the midst of pulling on the top of his black custom uniform when shion whistles loudly behind him.

"nice scars ya got there, rindou." he laughs and wiggles his eyebrows and it catches hanma's attention from beside him.

the grim reaper of kabukicho slams his locker shut at first glance of rindou's fucked up back. "which slut did'cha fuck for it to get this way, bro? share her wit' me too, i need it right now."

rindou throws the man a lazy glance before proceeding to button up his top.

"ya sure ya want a taste of her too?" he smirks with a dark glint in his orbs while adjusting his collar and shion lifts two hands up in the air with a shake of his head before immediately exiting the room, leaving the two men in there to have an intense staring contest.

but the thing is . . . hanma doesn't know about you. poor guy. and he doesn't know that rindou's once beaten up a man near death's gate because he tried to make moves on you. tried.

and it's obvious to hanma that he's touching foreign territory, but he just wants to push rindou's buttons a little further. after all, he's made it a mission to annoy all of kantou manji's members by the end of the month.

it just wasn't obvious to him that perhaps the slut he was referring to is actually haitani rindou's long-term girlfriend -- you.

"ya willing to share? i'm down for it."

hanma shuuji doesn't know what he'd just signed up for.

"take a guess."

his death certificate.

the next thing the rest of kantou manji knows is the locker room being absolutely destroyed with blood splattered all over.

"call her a slut one more time 'n i'll make sure you're dead by the end of it. also, i don't fuckin' share."

and haitani rindou of roppongi exits the room with his fists covered in red. not his, obviously.

". . . no way you assholes jus' fucked up my locker room." kokonoi has his hands up in his hair and shouts in pure agony while the perpetrator simply scoffs.

"dunno, dun' care."

haitani rindou is cruel, strong and selfish. he's not one to share things, and he never will. and when challenged, god forbid he lets anyone near him when he's angry, because they'll all just end up exactly like hanma shuuji, who's laying in a pool of his own blood in the middle of a locker room with shallow breathing and gagged chuckles.

"shit, 'seems like we've got a fuckin' lover boy in the gang, huh?"

BONUS:

a shadow looms over hanma's body on the ground and he simply smirks up at the figure, "what's up, cunt?"

"need a hand?" haitani ran extends one out for hanma to hold, only for him to slap it away before he sits up on his own with a lot of some effort, considering how rindou had just literally broken his right arm. his dominant arm.

"knew there was sum' fishy goin' on wit' that lil' shit, how he's always snoopin' around on his phone during meetings."

ran slowly squats down next to his colleague's beaten body and twirls a braid around his index finger, "you jus' never expected it to be his girlfriend, huh?"

hanma simply scoffs and spits out the remaining taste of iron in his mouth, "'thought it was jus' some random slut he's fuckin' wit', turns out it's his damn bitch the whole time."

ran stands back up tall and peers down at the man through his eyelashes with an amused smirk. it's not every day he gets to see the hanma shuuji having his own ass handed to him, much less by a fellow gang member where infighting is not allowed. he's gotta make the most out of this.

ran laughs softly at the man's temper and reaches down on his knees to poke the tip of his baton on hanma's forehead twice.

"yeah, this'll teach you a lesson. don't be getting too cocky 'round us now, dickhead ♡."

"screw you 'n yer' brother, bitch."

hehehehehhehee

can we call this ... the sex that started everything

reblogs are appreciated ≽ܫ≼

[f0ofishies]

bonten!rindou , you found out your little psychopath boyfriend.. was an actual psychopath. you should've known that insignia tattooed on the front of his neck.

bonten!rindou accidentally leaving his blood-stained gloves in the dumbest compartment of his car. Your first arguement ever– and a huge one at that.

bonten!rindou , who made you so desensitized on the topics of how he beat another guy with some bat– or even shoot people. You'd just looked at him.. your eyes. He knew he was in trouble.

bonten!rindou that still got you to stay with him, you knew you loved him, he knew that too. There'd be no way you'd leave him– even if he was a part of a criminal organization. He stared at you, he pouted a bit.

bonten!rindou , who was late from your upcoming date because he had this huge meeting. It basically escalated another argument like before. You were pissed off.. already sleeping on your backside.

"Baby.. don't sleep yet.." His back against the doorway, he contemplated onto whether to approach you or not. Long strides of his quickened pace on the floor was heard. "Mmm, my darling.." He confided in you in his whiny voice.

You felt his pesky hands, trapped between him. You grumbled.. "Rin..not now.." You buried your head into the silky pillows. He grumbled– and his purple hair slid over your shoulder. "Just hear me out.. okay..?" The desperation in his tone made you ache.

"What is it?.." You whispered back at him, finally letting him rest beside his purple gaze, leaning in to kiss your cheek desperately. "I'm going tomorrow..." "Where–" You interrupted as he shushed you, by the way his eyes fell You could tell it wasn't good news. "A mission tomorrow, It's going to be dangerous.. and I won't be back for a few weeks."

Your eyes widened at the revelation. "But–" Your hands quickly grabbed his head, pulling him closer. "Don't– don't leave me, not when our relationship.." You panicked, babbling on about how he needed to be here– to stay with you.. to stay together. You huffed– tears welled up in your eyes.

He kissed those salty tears away, you huffed as his thumb swiped at your eyes. "Mmm.. cmon beautiful.. it's just two weeks..?" "No..!" You spouted out loud. "No– you can't.. please..."

bonten!rindou chuckled, kissing your stray tears.. it was salty to him– he always thought how cute you were when you cried. But it did tug on his heart the way you just wanted him to stay. Another plead, a wail or even a cry.. he'd just stay, he really would.

bonten!rindou who was rocking his hips inside you, "Cmon, pretty.. put your legs over me.." He huffed when you didn't listen. Tugging at your calf– he hoisted up your leg muscle against his defined chest. He wasn't very muscular but defined through the years. Your leg straightened, accommodating to the stretch with no prep.

"Rin– no more..!" Your cries could probably be heard by the neighbors.. you've had too much sex with rindou. The neighbors already got the full show at that, you couldn't care less 'bout them. He suddenly picked up his thrusts, his hips grinding against yours.

"So good for me.. so shittt–" He could feel your walls clenching around him, he's pesky thumb rimming around your ass hole. Even as much as spreading it wide.. juices of both of you sliding back out. Such a lewd sight. Your face changed into an 'o' as he did that move, you were so familiar with.

"I wish you could look at yourself– you always make such lewd expressions when I do that..!" He murmured close to your ear, those redden ears of yours matching your eyes, he could tell it was too much. You could catch a glimpse of his adam's apple bobbing– that made another moan quiver right out of you.

And just when he finally bursts his load right inside you, he can't help but keep his hips jerking slightly. Hearing another whimper for you, his signature smile catches you off guard. Rindou was a cold man, but you always had a way to tug on his heartstrings. "Promise.. promise you'll come back, dont matter the things you need to do.." It earned a laughter from him.

"Come back? Baby, you know I'll always come back.. even when you hold that ring on your finger?" oh,, Rindou Haitani, that sneaky man, had slipt an engagement ring right around your finger.

[izanacore]

“after hours” | bonten men x reader

one-shot 𓂃⋆.˚

synopsis: as a bonten executive, y/n treats hooking up with bonten men after meetings like just another part of the job—routine, effortless, and far too easy to stop.

characters: manjiro “mikey” sano, haruchiyo sanzu, ran haitani, rindou haitani, hajime kokonoi, fem!reader

warnings: smut (18+), explicit sexual content, multiple partners, rough sex, anal sex, semi-public sex, spanking, spitting, cumplay, hair pulling, degradation, choking, dirty talk, objectification, power imbalance, manipulation, possessiveness, markings, orgasm control, overstimulation, light humiliation, drug usage, alcohol usage, smoking, non-consensual image sharing, mean sanzu, reader being a bitch, bonten men being menaces, toxic dynamics, dubious consent (consensual but with coercive undertones), exhibitionism (y/n being watched), implied criminal activity, unsafe situations, minor aftercare but mostly neglect, mild sadism, and very filthy vibe.

notes: wrote this out of nowhere tbh. this is very flithy. i also wanna say that i really think the haitani brothers are sweet when it comes to their girl (sometimes) and not the manipulative womanizer type, but that’s just my hc (is it canon? idk!). and please, i’ve written every content warning i could think of (i’m considerate like that), so please read at your own risk. again, this is flithy. anyway, enjoy! credits to the fanart i used above.

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the private lounge smelled of expensive liquor, sweat, and sin. dim lights cast shadows over the leather couches, the sound of bass thumping through the floors beneath them. it was routine now—business first, then pleasure. bonten’s little after-meeting tradition. drinking, getting high, and letting loose like they owned the world. because, well, they did.

y/n lounged beside ran, her legs draped over his lap, glass in hand, his arm snug around her waist like she belonged there. and she did—at least for tonight. she took a sip, the burn of alcohol making her hum before her eyes flickered to kakucho, who was already standing.

“c’mon, kakucho, you’ve never joined our after-meeting sessions.” she tilted her head, pouting before smirking. “i’ll let you play with my tits.” then she drank, the ice clinking against the glass.

kakucho exhaled sharply. “fuck off, y/n. i’m going.”

she clicked her tongue. “boo. god, you’re so boring.”

he ignored her completely, turning to mocchi and takeomi. “c’mon, we have to take care of the clients.”

y/n groaned, rolling her eyes as she leaned further into ran. “you too, mocchi? takeomi?” she huffed, fingers tapping against the rim of her glass before she suddenly grinned. “ugh, fine, go ahead. you just missed a chance of getting a free blowjob!” her voice rang through the room, teasing, shameless.

the three of them didn’t even flinch. used to her mouth, to the filth that spilled from it like it was a normal thing to say. kakucho shut the door without looking back, and y/n simply scoffed before taking another sip.

not like she had sex with everyone… well. okay, maybe something did happen between her and the haitani brothers. and sanzu. and even… mikey. but it was casual. nothing that could affect their work at bonten. just a way to blow off steam, to release tension in the most primal way possible. they were just having fun.

“why don’t you blow me instead, y/n?” sanzu’s voice cut through the music, lazy and dripping in amusement. “i’ll fuck that pretty mouth of yours so you’ll finally shut the fuck up.” a smirk played on his lips as ran and rindou chuckled beside him.

y/n turned to glare at sanzu, already flipping him off before she suddenly gasped dramatically.

“mikey!!!” she whined, pushing off ran’s lap and making her way to the man sitting at the head of the lounge. she plopped down onto his lap, arms wrapping around his neck as she buried her face against his shoulder. “they’re ganging up on me again.”

mikey didn’t react. barely spared her a glance as he pulled a cigarette from his pack, tucking it between his lips.

but don’t get it wrong. y/n was his favorite. she got the special princess treatment—more than anyone else in bonten. sure, she was a little unhinged, maybe even on sanzu’s level, but that’s what made mikey keep her around. the smartest of them all. she kills just like sanzu. no remorse.

and without thinking, as if her body had memorized the action, she reached into the pocket of her blazer, flicked her lighter open, and brought the flame to the end of mikey’s cigarette.

mikey inhaled, the tip burning red, before exhaling a slow stream of smoke.

the lounge was drowning in smoke and sin, the bass-heavy music vibrating through the floor. drinks kept pouring, the air thick with the scent of liquor and something dangerously indulgent.

then koko spoke up, tossing a small package onto the table. “here’s the one you wanted, sanzu.”

sanzu’s eyes lit up as he snatched it, tearing it open with practiced ease. “finally. some good fucking shit after dealing with those annoying-ass clients.”

he poured the fine powder onto the glass table, leaning in to take his share. the rush was instant, his pupils dilating as he let out a satisfied sigh. “fuck. that hit nice.” he turned to ran, waving a hand toward the powder. “try this. better than last time.”

ran didn’t need to be told twice. he leaned down, did the same, and so did the rest of them.

glasses clinked, slurred cheers filled the air. everyone was too high, too drunk, too far gone.

y/n swayed with the music, lost in the haze, her body moving on instinct. she pressed back against ran, rolling her hips as his hands found her waist, his breath hot against her neck.

she should slow down.

she was too high for this.

but fuck it.

pushing off ran, she stumbled toward the table, dropping to her knees as she reached for another line of powder—

only to have her head yanked back by a fist in her hair.

“enough of that, princess. try this instead.”

sanzu’s voice was a slow drawl, and before she could react, he slipped a pill between her lips, fingers pressing against her tongue.

y/n didn’t even flinch. she held his gaze as she sucked on them, slow and teasing, letting her tongue drag along his fingers before finally swallowing. then she stuck her tongue out, showing him the evidence, eyes dark with amusement.

“did you just get hard from me kneeling in front of you?” she taunted, lips curling into a smirk.

his grip on her hair tightened in an instant.

“fuckin’ brat.”

before she could blink, he yanked her up, shoving her backward—straight into rindou.

“shit.” rindou caught her with ease, her back pressed against his chest, his hands settling low on her hips. she could feel the way his breath hitched, the way his fingers twitched against the fabric of her dress.

sanzu’s grin was sharp, eyes blown wide. “and so what if i’m hard just looking at you?” his voice was low, edged with something dark. “you’re practically a walking sex toy.”

his fingers traced the inside of her thigh, slow, deliberate—

but y/n slapped his hand away without hesitation, shooting him a glare.

then she raised her middle finger at him, smirking. “get out of my sight, haru.”

sanzu just chuckled, dropping onto the couch with his legs spread wide, licking his teeth.

the heat in the room was suffocating, a mix of smoke, alcohol, and the lingering haze of ecstasy.

“fuck, it’s getting hot,” y/n muttered, slipping off her blazer, revealing the curve-hugging dress beneath.

rindou was quick to help, fingers grazing her bare shoulders as he pressed lazy kisses along her skin. his hands moved lower, squeezing her tits without hesitation. she barely reacted—she was used to this by now. at least with them. the haitani brothers and sanzu had a habit of touching her whenever they pleased. during meetings, in passing, anywhere they wanted.

ran grabbed a bottle of whiskey, his grin sharp as he gripped her jaw. without warning, he tilted the bottle, pouring the liquor past her lips. she swallowed what she could, but the excess spilled, running down her chin, soaking into her dress.

he chuckled, taking a swig himself before leaning in to lick the trail of whiskey from her neck, down to the exposed curve of her cleavage.

“fuck, ran…” the sensation sent a shiver down her spine, a moan slipping out before she could stop it.

her hands found his face, pulling him inches from hers, eyes dark with something dangerous. “you ruined my dress.”

ran’s tongue flicked over his lips, gaze burning. “if i get to fuck this body, i’d gladly ruin all your clothes.” his fingers trailed up her thighs, teasing, promising.

rindou’s grip tightened on her chest, his other hand slipping lower, brushing over the damp fabric between her legs. “shit, y/n, you’re already so fucking wet.”

before she could respond, ran hooked his fingers around the waistband of her panties, dragging them down her thighs. with a smirk, he tucked the flimsy fabric into his pocket, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

her breath hitched as rindou’s fingers pressed against her, rubbing slow circles over her core before one slipped inside, stretching her with ease.

“ugh… rindou…” her hips moved on instinct, grinding against his touch, her fingers tangling in his hair. rindou groaned against her neck, rutting against her from behind.

ran pushed her dress higher, his eyes darkening at the sight.

“rin, more, please…” her voice was a breathy whimper.

but before rindou could give her what she wanted, sanzu shoved ran aside took his place.

“move over, greedy fucks.” his grin was wicked as his fingers plunged inside her without warning, matching rindou’s pace.

they weren’t in sync. they didn’t care. her pleasure wasn’t the point—just the filth of it all, the way they could have her, touch her, ruin her. they were already fucked in the head. what was a little more filth?

ran, scowling from the side, ran a hand through his hair. “fuck you, man. we’re all horny here. at least share the fucking pussy.”

sanzu ignored him, curling his fingers deeper, faster, rindou doing the same.

ran had enough. he knelt between y/n’s legs, tongue flicking over her clit, adding another layer of sensation that had her gasping.

“fuck… slow down… ugh… m-mikey… want you too…” her grip tightened—one hand fisting ran’s hair, the other clutching sanzu’s wrist.

rindou’s hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing just enough to make her dizzy. his tongue dragged over her cheek, hot and possessive, while sanzu spit onto her chest, watching it glisten against her skin.

koko, who had been uninterested up until now, finally scoffed, shaking his head. “damn, y/n. didn’t know you were this much of a slut.”

he stood, grabbed the whiskey bottle, and took a slow swig, his sharp eyes lingering on the filthy sight before him. with a dark chuckle, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, exhaling a satisfied sigh—like he was merely indulging in a show put on for his amusement.

she barely heard him. the pleasure was too much, too consuming. her body tensed, and with one last sharp cry, she came, soaking the hands still working her open.

ran didn’t hesitate. he shoved sanzu, grabbing her thighs and pulling her to his mouth, licking up every drop of her release.

“ran, fuck…” she whined, tugging at his hair.

he groaned against her, the vibrations making her jolt. he gave her one last slow lick before pulling back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“shit, this will always be the best pussy i’ve ever tasted.”

y/n grinned, pulling him close again, cupping his jaw before pressing her lips to his.

out of all the men in bonten, it was different with the haitani brothers. whether it was ran or rindou, their touch always felt possessive. they weren’t just fucking her. they were claiming her. and they didn’t do that with just anyone.

ran pulled back, smirking. “gonna take a break for a bit, y/n. need some good shit first.” he gestured toward the drugs. “i’ll fuck you later.”

y/n bit her lip, grinning. “i’ll be waiting for your cock deep inside me.”

y/n leaned back against rindou’s chest, hiding her face against his neck, breath still uneven. rindou didn’t react much—just took a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up while letting her rest against him. the room was still thick with heat, the air buzzing with something filthy, something intoxicating.

“boss, you just gonna sit there and watch?” sanzu suddenly asked, his voice dripping with amusement. he turned his head toward mikey, who had been silent the entire time, observing from his seat. “wanna fuck her first?”

mikey exhaled slowly, picking up his cigarette from the ashtray. “make her a mess for me.”

sanzu’s grin was wicked. “you heard him, y/n. i’m gonna make a mess out of you. that means i’m gonna fuck this pretty little pussy until my cum is oozing out of your fucking cunt.”

y/n shot him a glare. “can’t you just fuck someone else downstairs? you always go hard on me.”

sanzu leaned in, his nose brushing against hers, his voice dropping. “but you like it when i’m rough, right?”

her lips curled into a smirk. “right.”

the next second, their mouths crashed together, the kiss deep, hungry, desperate. sanzu groaned into her mouth, gripping the back of her neck to pull her closer, tongues tangling in a fight for dominance.

rindou, still smoking behind her, didn’t even flinch. he didn’t care—just let her grind against him as he exhaled a slow cloud of smoke.

between kisses, sanzu muttered, “wanna feel your mouth, but i’m already too fucking hard to wait.”

with that, he unbuckled his belt, freeing his cock, and y/n wrapped her fingers around him, sliding his length along her soaked slit, teasing.

“bitch, you really like to tease, huh?” sanzu growled.

before she could respond, he thrust inside her without warning, pulling a sharp, loud moan from her throat.

“haru—!”

but before the sound could echo, rindou clamped a hand over her mouth, his lips brushing against her ear as he muttered lazily, “shhh… i’m trying to remember something, y/n. don’t be too loud.”

as if sanzu wasn’t already fucking her into oblivion, as if he wasn’t buried to the hilt inside her, stretching her open like he owned her.

“haru, god—right there, right there!” y/n gasped, nails digging into sanzu’s arms as he fucked into her, relentless and precise. sometimes, sanzu was considerate. sometimes.

rindou, who had been watching behind her, finally leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. “you can take another one, right?” his voice was low, taunting. “just like how you were when ran and i fucked you?”

her head lolled back against his shoulder, body already trembling. “gonna be too much, rin,” she mumbled, barely able to form the words.

rindou wasn’t having it. “i don’t care.”

before she could even process it, he was lifting her up slightly, adjusting her onto his lap. the sound of his belt unbuckling was the only warning she got before he spit into his palm, lazily coating his cock before pressing it against her.

“riiiiiin!!” her voice broke into a sob as he pushed inside, stretching her open with no real prep. she wasn’t ready for it, not after how deep sanzu had already been, but rindou wasn’t in the mood to wait.

he snapped his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt.

a tear slipped down her cheek. sanzu caught it before it could fall completely, gripping her jaw and pressing her cheeks together. “not so tough now, are we?”

her only response was to clench down around him, intentionally squeezing sanzu’s cock.

“fuck, y/n…” sanzu groaned, eyes rolling back for a second before he fucked into her harder.

rindou, ever so casual, took a long drag from his cigarette, lazily exhaling smoke into the air. when he finally finished, ran—who had been watching the whole time—wordlessly reached over, taking the cigarette from his brother like it was second nature.

rindou’s now free hands slid over y/n’s chest, groping her as he thrusted up into her. sanzu, on the verge of cumming, pulled out just in time, stroking himself over her skin.

“wanna paint you with my cum,” he muttered, and then, with a few jerks, he spilled over her tits, the warm mess dripping down her body as rindou continued fucking her.

“ew, man, fuck you. your cum got on my hand,” rindou complained, though he didn’t slow down in the slightest.

sanzu only chuckled, licking his lips as he admired the sight in front of him—y/n, covered in his cum, still getting wrecked on rindou’s cock.

he was already getting hard again, tempted to go another round, but before he could even open his mouth, ran stretched out from where he was sitting and drawled, “oi, it’s my turn.”

sanzu clicked his tongue but didn’t argue, adjusting his pants before plopping down on the couch beside rindou, who was still fucking into y/n like he had all the time in the world. sanzu grabbed himself a drink, smirking as he watched.

rindou’s fingers, still slick with sanzu’s release, smeared the mess onto y/n’s dress. “clean it up,” he murmured, bringing his fingers to her lips. obediently, she parted them, tongue gliding over his digits, licking up the filth.

ran watched with a smirk, his gaze dark. “rin, want her on all fours.”

without hesitation, rindou pulled out of y/n, leaving her empty and whimpering. a strong but measured push sent her toward ran, who caught her with ease.

rindou kneeled on the couch beside them, while ran—ever the gentleman, at least to her—helped y/n into position. with slow, teasing fingers, he unzipped her dress, grazing her bare skin before peeling the fabric off her trembling body. soft kisses trailed down her spine, sending shivers through her.

“mmm, ran…” y/n whimpered, her voice breathy.

he chuckled, the sound dark, as he unbuckled his belt and freed his cock. the teasing didn’t last long—ran lined himself up and rubbed his tip against her slick folds. behind her, rindou’s voice cut through the haze. “stick out your tongue.”

she obeyed instantly, lips parting, and rindou tapped his cock against her tongue, smearing precum along her lips.

ran, usually so composed, wasn’t gentle when he finally sank into her. his control shattered the moment her tight heat clenched around him, and he slammed into her with a force that had her crying out. he wasn’t sweet now. he was fucking her like a man starved, like she was something to ruin.

“fuck, you’re squeezing me so good,” he groaned, punctuating his words with sharp thrusts.

the rhythm of his movements rocked her forward, and rindou was quick to take advantage. fingers twisting in her hair, he yanked her head back just enough to keep her still. “keep your head still, y/n.”

then he shoved his cock past her lips.

rindou was rough, using her mouth like a toy, fucking her throat with no regard for how she choked and gagged around him. “wanna go all the way in,” he muttered, shoving deeper, groaning as she struggled to breathe. drool spilled from her lips, dripping down her chin in messy, glistening strings.

“look at you,” rindou taunted, his grip tightening in her hair. “so fucking messy and pathetic for us.”

y/n whimpered around him, and rindou groaned at the vibrations against her throat. ran’s hand snaked between her legs, fingers finding her clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles. the added pleasure had her legs shaking beneath him.

rindou, already on edge, cursed under his breath. “shit, y/n—gonna cum.”

with a few more thrusts, he spilled into her mouth, the warm, bitter taste coating her tongue. some dripped past her lips, but rindou wasn’t having that. with his thumb, he scooped up the mess, pressing it back against her lips.

“swallow it for me, baby.”

her lips wrapped around his thumb, sucking obediently as she swallowed every drop.

rindou’s expression softened slightly, fingers brushing over her cheek. when she instinctively leaned into his touch, he pressed a kiss to the top of her head before pulling away to fix himself.

but ran wasn’t done yet.

ran, the only one still fucking her, suddenly grabbed her arm, pulling her flush against his chest. his other hand slipped between her legs, fingers rubbing slow circles against her swollen clit. his arm caged around her neck, keeping her in place as he buried his face against her heated skin, groaning into the curve of her shoulder.

“fuck, y/n. you’re so wet, you feel how i’m sliding easily in you right now?” he murmured, his voice thick with pleasure. ran was drunk on her—on the way her body swallowed him up, on the way she clenched around him like she never wanted to let go. “you’re sucking me in so good. like your pussy doesn’t wanna let me go.”

y/n arched her back, head falling onto ran’s shoulder as her mind clouded with nothing but pleasure. he fucked her so good—better than anyone. he knew exactly how to make her fall apart, how to tease, how to make her melt. unlike sanzu, who only cared about chasing his own high, ran knew how to take his time. how to ruin her just right.

his thrusts grew rougher, more erratic, his pace faltering as he neared his end. y/n could feel it. she was close, too.

chasing her own release, she turned her head, lips brushing against his neck. her tongue darted out, licking, kissing, sucking at the sensitive skin, and ran groaned deep from his chest. neither of them cared that the others were still in the room, too lost in the moment, too caught up in the pleasure of it all.

y/n’s moans came louder, sharper, and ran cursed under his breath, snapping his hips harder, faster.

without warning, pleasure surged through her, and she came, her walls pulsing tight around ran’s cock. the sensation dragged him under with her, his grip on her waist tightening as he gritted out, “shit, y/n… wanna fill you up. fuck—ugh, fuck—”

his hips stuttered, cock twitching, before he finally spilled inside her, warmth flooding deep. he rocked into her a few more times, slower now, riding out the pleasure.

y/n gasped for breath, body slumping against ran as exhaustion settled over her. he carefully pulled out, hands steadying her as he helped her plop onto the couch, her body spent. she laid there, stomach flat against the cushions, trying to pull herself together.

ran tucked himself back into his pants, grabbing a cigarette from his pocket. he lit it, exhaling smoke as he sat beside her. she barely stirred, too exhausted to move. instead, she lazily turned her head, resting it on his lap. still naked. still messy.

sanzu, the crazy bastard he was, grinned. he crouched beside y/n, pulling out a small packet of powder and pouring it down the curve of her back. then, with no warning, he leaned in and licked it off.

no one reacted. they were used to sanzu’s antics by now. y/n barely flinched, too tired to care.

but sanzu wasn’t done. he grabbed his phone, angling it just right. the screen flashed.

he smirked down at the picture—y/n, naked, messy, cum still dripping from her thighs. with a few taps, he sent it to their group chat.

his next message tagged the three who left earlier.

sanzu: what y’all missed out on.

the replies were instant.

takeomi: man, should’ve stayed there. kakucho, this is your fault.

kakucho: 👍

mocchi: fuck??

sanzu laughed, tossing his phone aside. he plopped down on the floor, resting his head against y/n’s ass like she was nothing more than a pillow.

he sighed in content, then turned to koko. “aren’t you gonna try her?”

koko scoffed. “i’m good, man. don’t wanna stick my dick where all your dicks just went.”

sanzu only shrugged. “your loss. this is literally the best pussy i’ve ever had. heaven.”

the room settled into a lazy silence. some were high, some were drunk, and some were simply too tired to move.

then sanzu broke the quiet again. “boss, your turn now?”

mikey had been there the whole time, watching from the shadows, unreadable as always. he finally stood, eyes cold.

“dress her up,” he ordered. “we’re going home.”

sanzu smirked. “you guys heard the boss.”

y/n whined, face still buried in ran’s lap. “but mikey… i’m too tired.” her pout was audible. “this is the first time you guys all went at me together. that’s not fair.”

sanzu rolled his eyes, already tired of her bratty attitude. “who do you think you are, not following boss’ orders? get up.”

he grabbed her, yanking her away from ran. their faces were inches apart now.

“i should’ve fucked mikey instead of you,” she huffed, eyes narrowing.

sanzu’s grip tightened on her ass, pulling her closer. “don’t act like you weren’t moaning like a bitch in heat earlier for me.”

before y/n could snap back, mikey’s voice cut through the tension.

“enough.”

sanzu let go.

rindou, quieter than the rest, grabbed her dress, helping her slip it back on. his fingers brushed over her shoulders, lips pressing soft kisses against her skin. a rare moment of tenderness.

y/n sighed, a small smile tugging at her lips.

mikey didn’t say another word. he turned on his heel, walking out without a goodbye.

y/n barely managed to stand, legs shaking, but she pushed herself to the door. “bye, boys!”

no one answered.

she followed mikey outside, slipping into the passenger seat of his car.

oh, she was in for a long night.

[puprdou]

imagine rindou haitani fucking you in front of everybody at the club. bent over the DJ station where he was previously entertaining, all in everyone’s eyes. maybe if you hadn’t been such a whore, he wouldn’t have to dick you out in front of all of these strangers.

cozying up with his older brother, flirting with all of those drunk patrons? he simply couldn’t allow his pretty angel accomplish such sins without punishment. it seemed that not only he was enjoying this, but the patrons who weren’t blackout drunk yet are as well. he shot glares to anybody who stole glances for a few seconds too long.

usually, he never enjoyed anything public when it came to sexual activities. you were all his, only for him to see, for him to touch, for him to pleasure, and him alone. but, he couldn’t go home to punish you, not when he was busy managing his and his older brother’s club.

lifting his hand, he’d placed it under your jaw as his other gripped onto the mushy flesh of your hip, his cock sliding in and out of your messy hole at a rough pace. he took pleasure in your whines, those embarrassed flushed cheeks of yours, those glazed over, rolled back eyes that only him and his dick could cause. the sight alone had his dick twitching inside of you with his impending release.

“hng.. g-gonna fill you up in front of all these people,” he’d chuckled lowly, the sound rumbling in his throat, your pliant body complete mush under him. he leaned down, his sweaty chest pressing against your back as he’d nipped at your earlobe, whispering against it, “you like that, don’t you? i could practically feel you tighten around me as i said that..”

his pace quickened, his tip bullying your g-spot relentlessly. his hand waved through his hair, his forehead building in sweat as he held your hip, hearing you sniffling and crying with an embarrassed little pout. it made him laugh, seeing how pathetic you looked. his hips stuttered, his breath heavy and warm as he leaned back up to his regular height.

“mgh.. g-gonna cum—” he warned, burying himself deep inside of you as his seed shot out into your inviting womb, hissing as he felt the way you tightened around him. slowly slipping himself out of your gooey hole, he panted. he loved this view, your body pathetically weak as his cum dribbled out of you.

gods, maybe he should do this more often.

© 2025 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐔, all rights reserved. please do not copy, modify, steal or translate my works onto other social media platforms.

[kazutora-kurokawa]

I don't know what the hell is in the water supply, but I've been so fucking obsessed with Rindou lately it's not even funny 😭 so yeah, have some Rin smut hcs 💗

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🩵 This man is an absolute MENACE!!! He'll snatch your soul, give it back, then take it again

🩵 The type of bf to play with your pussy while you talk about your day, and he'll stop whenever you stop talking

"C'mon angel, keep talking. I wanna hear about everything that you did today."

"You better keep talking if you want me to let you cum."

🩵 Refuses to let you look away from him during any type of intimacy, especially when he knows you're about to cum

"Don't hide baby, look at me. I wanna see your face while you're soaking my fingers."

🩵 You got an ex? Then he hates them and it's on sight when he sees them. He's the type to send your ex voice recordings of you moaning his name just to piss them off (with your permission ofc)

🩵 A sucker for lacy lingerie, he loves seeing you in it and is gentle when he takes it off because he wants to see you in it again

🩵 Always asking if he's touching you right, but he knows exactly how to please you, he just likes to hear you say it (cocky mf)

"Am I doing good princess? Am I fucking you good enough?"

In conclusion, I'm down bad for this man 😭

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[stunie]

Hear me out. ✋😩🤚 stoner Rindou and Wakasa and being passed around I’m just sayin hear ME OUT

SCREAMING i am hearing u out ands! ok so i don’t write for stoner!character because i feel like i would do a terrible job, however. being passed around ? yes. i would absolutely love to think of that ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

rindou x f!reader x wakasa

contains: explicit smut (18+), threesome, creampie, etc

They’re surprisingly compatible.

Your back is flush against Rindou’s chest, his fingers craning your head to the side as he sticks two fingers into your mouth, content with the way you’re instinctively sucking and licking his digits the second they touch your tongue. You’re doing the best you can anyway— your face is looking so sinful and they’ve barely even started, your eyes teary and half lidded from the way Wakasa is currently flicking his tongue at your click.

“Think she’s ready,” Wakasa grunts from between your legs, satisfied with the way your legs have begun trembling just from his tongue. The second he’s moving up, the fingers previously in your mouth are being stuffed deep inside your cunt, roughly curling against your sensitive walls as you squeal. It only takes you a little longer before you’re squirting, screaming as your juices gush all over Rindou’s hands, and you hear Wakasa sigh.

“Well now she’s definitely ready.”

You find yourself on all fours next, your face just mere inches away from Wakasa’s achy cock as he glances down at you through lidded eyes, hands coming to settle on the back of your head as he guides you closer. Rindou’s behind you, lining his thick cock along your hole before he’s pushing inside with a deep groan.

Your moans are muffled by the cock that’s stretching your throat out, vibrations of your voice pulling the most sinful groans from Wakasa as Rindou fucks you at a brutal pace. Wakasa’s hand is firm against your head, keeping his cock deep inside you, and Rindou’s grip on your thighs is bruising.

It’s only a few minutes in when one of them gets the idea to switch off, one of them moving to ruffle your hair before they’re both making their way behind you.

“Every two minutes?”

“Mhm. Every two minutes.”

You’re being dragged by your ankles next— until only your upper body’s on the mattress, body bent over as you grasp at the sheets. Your eyes are rolling back into your skull, throat raw from screaming, and it takes you a while to get used to them, but by the third round, you’re vaguely able to differentiate the two by the specific way they fuck you.

Wakasa goes deeper, thrusts a little more focused on making you feel the stretch— letting you feel him reach into your stomach. Rindou goes harder, his cock is slamming against the spot that has you screaming, and he aims to pummel that same spot as soon as he finds it.

You lose count of how many times they’ve switched. They’re still pounding into you so roughly that you’ve been pushed up onto your toes, then completely off your toes, but your thighs are too tired— too weak to hold up your weight, so they resort to simply holding you up for them. Their hands are tight around your hips, keeping you nice and still for them to each have a turn at dumping their next load inside you.

[lelelenaxx]

Afab!reader

Will literally beg on both his knees for you to ride his face

“Baby please… just wanna feel you in top of my face and be smothered in your pussy. Please baby?” How could you say no to that pretty face of his?

So you take of your pants and underwear and straddle his face. His smile drawn wide and he’s excited. You hover over his face, contemplating whether or not you should push your weight down onto him.

But while you’re trying to reassure yourself, arms wrap around your thighs and push you down, his mouth is sucking and pushing his tongue through your folds and circling around you’re clit

One hand grips the headboard and one is in his hair. Tugging harshly as he brings you through a haven of pleasure.

Your mind slowly fogs up, only being able to focus on his tongue and his mouth. Desperately grinding upon his face. Crying out in pleasure as he recklessly digs his tongue into your aching pussy.

When you reach your orgasm he pushes you right down onto his face, while your body is twitching from sensation he is still digging his tongue inside of you. Devouring the delicious taste of your juices.

KAWATA TWINS ISTG, Hakkai, DRAKEN, Rindou, Eren, JEAN, Kenma, NISHINOYA, AKAASHI, bokuto, Suna, MIYA TWINS, Constance, Megumi, GOJO

[nu11lar]

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when you were supposed to be riding him and take control but he prevents you from doing so <33

ugh that's so hot, like imagine him pinning your hands onto your back while he pounds into you mercilessly. your boobs stuffed in his face as one of his hands pull your hair back only for you to let out choked sobs and moans.

the sound of skin clapping against skin intensifying as it mingles with the music playing in the background (and also your loud moans). he just loves to torment you sometimes, not allowing you to stable yourself onto him and not keeping composure on yourself as he fucks you dumb on his cock. his hips stutter and jerk each time you tighten around his throbbing cock, receiving a guttural groan from him. it only turns him more on if you move your hips in sync with his, trying to take the advantage to ride him but his thrusts are too rough for you to even ride him properly <3.

he will keep you in this sort of position for a while until your body fully collapses on top of him.

"h-hnn! i'm supposed to make you cum your brains out!"

"hah- too bad so sad, gonna fuck ya dumb even if you're on top of me."

he just loves to use you as a fleshlight huh?

🪷 ㅡ GOJO SATORU (again), toji fushiguro, GETO SUGURU, rindou haitani, ran haitani, HANMA SHUJI, SANZU HARUCHIYO, bonten! mikey "manjiro sano", ken "draken" ryuuguji (is that how u spell it?), WAKASA IMAUSHI, miguel o' hara, SIMON "GHOST" RILEY, connie springer, EREN YEAGER, levi ackerman, UZUI TENGEN, dazai osamu, CHUUYA NAKAHARA + any of your faves !

[cfyslvr]

imagine making out with tenjiku rindou only for him to pull away mid make out session to take his glasses off before pulling you right back in OH MY GOSH-

(p.s I know I usually post longer fanfics/hcs but I can't stop thinking about this and I just NEEDED to out this out here 😩)

[kanyerealdaughter]

Heyy, do you take requests? If you don’t just ignore this please

I had idea of Rindou x fem!reader who has shitty boyfriend who cheated on her and she decided to ask her brother’s friend (rindou) to help her cheat on her boyfriend, reader is younger than Rindou like 25 and 39. And Rindou filmed them saving sex sending her boyfriend and just claiming her as his girlfriend now

— ★ FUCK YOUR BOYFRIEND!

sexual content , cheating , intercourse , choking mention , cussing , abusive relationship , ANGST , bruises , breeding , sex tape , creampie , ( rindou haitani x fem, reader) tokrev masterlist!

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it all started when you started to hang around him and his brother and he couldn’t lie he grew a liking to you.. then into a crush of course he wouldn’t tell you until he grew enough confidence.

rindou spent all day looking for the perfect gift for you. he decided to settle for some pink tulips since they’re back in season. he picked a good time. he thought to ask you out walking to your house. he showed down once he realized there was another man at your door.

he grinned imagining your reaction until his heart drop down to his ass and the smile faded from his face almost immediately. who was that man at your front door? his brows furrowed seeing you wrapped your arms around his neck before taking the random guy at the door into your lips as you pulled away with a smile pulling him into your house.

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months later ever since you got together with your now boyfriend you stop contacting your friends and even hanging out with the haitani brothers it was just pure luck when he saw you out by yourself at the park swinging on the swing set. you looked so exhausted. why were you even wearing a turtleneck in 80 degree weather??

his eyes narrow slightly as he takes in your body language. something doesn't feel right. he notices how you keep hiding your neck, even though it's hot outside. his smile fades, and he leans back against the bench, watching you carefully.

" does he treat you right?"

“ w-what..?” you mumbled avoiding eye contact with him slowly swinging. rindou watches you swing back and forth, the turtle neck looking utterly ridiculous in this heat. his brow furrows as he studies your body language, something clearly off.

" your boyfriend. does he treat you right?" he repeats slowly, voice softer now, almost suspiciously gentle.

you parted your lips wanting to say something after not seeing for months wanting to spill everything out but you didn’t, you took a deep breath and kept your composure so you lied by nodding.

he watches you closely, his eyes narrowing as he takes in your hesitant nod. something isn't adding up, and his instincts are screaming at him that something is wrong. he stands up from the bench, walking over to the swings slowly.

" how long have you been with him?"

“ almost a year..” i said quietly avoiding eye contact staring at the wood chips on the park ground.

the tension in rindou shoulders eases slightly at the time frame, but he's still suspicious. he notices the sweat trickling down your face due to the thick clothes you're wearing. he reaches out, grabbing your ankle gently to stop you from swinging.

" take off the turtle neck." he orders softly.

“ i-i don’t have anything underneath on..” you said softly, with your head the sun blaring the back of your head. he looks around the park, noticing all the kids and families around. he sighs, running a hand through his hair.

" fine. then at least unbutton the top few buttons. you're gonna pass out in this heat." he says firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

you parted your lips about to respond feeling a buzz in your back pocket you already knew who it was no one really texts you besides him…

you pull out your phone, seeing a message from your boyfriend. " where are you?" you read it simply. you chew on your lower lip, debating on whether to answer him or not. another message comes through. " answer me you little-.”

you didn’t even want to finish that sentence so you put your screen down, turning it off. “ i’m sorry rindou.. i gotta go..” you said quietly getting off the swing before finally making eye contact with him, your face was sweating and the look of exhaustion but you gave him a soft smile before walking off.

he watches you walk away, his eyes scanning your body. the way you're walking, the way you're holding yourself... something isn't right. he stands up abruptly, his phone ringing in his pocket. he ignores it, his focus solely on you as you disappear around the corner. " fuck..."

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the football game was packed.. per usual nothing special, you always go to your boyfriend games not that you don’t have much of a chance. the bright lights on the stadium , the sun setting , made it look absolutely beautiful.

rindou shows up late to the football game, his eyes immediately scanning the bleachers until he finds you. you're sitting alone, your arms wrapped around yourself protectively. he climbs the bleachers, sitting down next to you without a word.

his presence is silent and unassuming. he doesn't say anything at first, just stares out at the field with you. after a while, he speaks up, his voice low and even. " you weren't watching the game." it's a statement, not a question.

“ so..?” you said shrugging, before looking back down onto the football field watching your boyfriend play he ran down the grass field as he scored a touchdown making the crowd roar in excitement.

he watches as your boyfriend scores a touchdown, the crowd erupting into cheers. he turns to look at you, his eyes lingering on your face before he speaks.

" he's good." his tone is neutral, almost indifferent.

" no wonder you're with him." you didn’t respond to that. Instead you just watched what was going on the field. he noticed what you're wearing, his eyes taking in the long sleeves and the way the shirt hangs loosely on your frame. he frowns slightly, his gaze drifting back to the field as the game continues. after a moment, he speaks again.

“ you're wearing his jersey.”

“ he’s my boyfriend.” you reply back bluntly. his eyes lower to your neck unconsciously, noting the makeup carefully covering the bruised he honestly wouldn’t notice if he wasn’t staring. he swallows hard.

his eyes flicking back to the game. your boyfriend shouts something, making his teammates laugh. he tenses slightly, he licks his lips, his eyes flicking back to you.

“… why are you staring at me?” you asked him, tilting your head letting out a sigh finally making eye contact with him

he meets your gaze steadily, unapologetic. his eyes are a striking shade of light purple, intense under the fading sunlight.

" wondering how a guy like him landed a girl like you." his words are blunt, bordering on rude. you didn’t reply to that mostly cause you didn’t have anything to say.

he watches you fall silent, his expression unreadable. the game ends with your boyfriend's team winning. he sees your boyfriend high-five his teammates, his face flushed with victory and excitement.

he turns back to you. " he's happy." it's another statement.

you ignore him standing up and waving enthusiastically at your boyfriend. a faint smirk tugs at his lips as he notices your boyfriend's face light up seeing you. he stays seated, observing the intimate scene unfolding. your boyfriend jogs over, sweaty and grinning from ear to ear.

rindou eyes drop down to watch your skirt fall back down your curves. he swallows hard unconsciously, watching your round bottom. he realizes how short your skirt really is - it barely covers your ass cheeks. he watches you walk over to your boyfriend.

" goddamn." he mutters softly. " lucky bastard.." he watches as your boyfriend pulls you into a tight hug, kissing your forehead loudly.

" baby!" he calls out happily.

“ hi.” you said quietly, with a soft smile as he wrapped his arm around your neck making my head pressed against his chest tightly he was so sweaty but you try not to pay attention to that. his eyes widen as he sees your boyfriend's large hand grab your plump bottom, lifting your short skirt up.

he can see the bottom of your panties, the fabric stretching tight over your thick ass. his heart rate picks up slightly, his eyes glued to the view.

rindou watches you whisper into your boyfriend's ear, seeing his eyebrows furrow momentarily before he nods. he squeezes your butt one last time for everyone to see before finally releasing your skirt, letting it fall back into place. as you walk towards the bathroom, rindou hears another whistle from behind him.

you felt embarrassed, nauseous, and so much more struggling to hold back your tears after that embarrassing moment bursting into the bathroom gasping for air clutching onto the sink for dear life.

he watches you disappear into the bathroom, noting how quickly you rushed in. he just couldn’t help himself as he entered the bathroom, his footsteps echoing softly. he sees you standing at the sink, your eyes puffy and red from holding back tears. he notices the way you're examining your neck in the mirror, subtly checking the bruises hidden under makeup.

you did a quick glance before rubbing your eyes trying to act normal, before pulling your trying to hide the bruises that was already hidden by the make up.

“ this is the girls bathroom why are you in here..” i said quietly staring at the sink hoping he’ll leave.

rindou hesitates briefly when you mention the girl's bathroom, he already knew he wasn’t supposed to be in here but something compels him to stay. he notices how you hastily cover your neck, avoiding his gaze.

" i... i know. i just need to talk to you for a minute."

his heart skips a beat as you make eye contact, your eyes red and it’s a sign of distress. he swallows hard, trying to find the right words. " i... i saw what happened back there-.”

“ is that why you’re here.. you can leave im fine.” you immediately cut him off dismissing him.

his expression darkens, his eyes filled with unspoken words. he ignores your dismissal, stepping closer to the sink beside you. " you think i'm fine leaving you like this? you always look so tired and sad, like you're hiding something."

“ i-i..” he cuts you off, his voice barely above a whisper.

" and those bruises... i've seen them before. on your arms... even your neck." his hand reaches out, almost touching the makeup covering your neck before he pulls back, as if burned.

" is he hitting you?" you he already knew the answer but he wanted to reply back, you flinched slightly avoiding eye contact biting your cheeks nervously.

seeing your silence and the way you avoid his gaze, rindou's heart aches. he slowly begins to peel off the makeup covering your neck, his touch feather-light. as the makeup lifts, the dark bruises beneath are revealed, wrapping around your neck like a sickening necklace.

he freezes as the paper towel wipes away the makeup, revealing the full extent of the bruises. they wrap almost entirely around your neck, like someone tried to strangle you. he swallows hard, his voice barely audible.

" does he do this often?" you stayed silent once again. his eyes fill with an anguished fury as he stares into your teary eyes, the implication hanging heavy between you. he takes a shuddering breath, his hands gently resting on your shoulders.

he reaches out, his fingers trembling as he traces the bruised path across your neck. his touch is so gentle it's almost reverent, as if he's afraid you'll break under his fingertips.

" he could have fucking killed you." his voice breaks slightly, filled with pain and anger.

" why the fuck would you stay with him?" His eyes search yours intently. " tell me- he commands softly. -tell me what happened. i'll take care of him." he promises darkly.

your breath hitched at his words you parted your not so moist lips trying to say anything but nothing came out your mouth felt so dry like cotton was in there.

one of your hands went up on the side of his face leaning in tilting your head closing your eyes peacefully as your chap lips touched his lips soft lips tasting a cherry lip balm.

rindou's eyes widen in shock at your sudden action, but he doesn't pull away. instead, his hands gently cup your face, his thumbs brushing away the tears that have started to fall. he lets you kiss him softly, feeling the dry of your lips against his own.

his resolve weakens at the desperation in your eyes. he knows he shouldn't take advantage of the situation, but seeing you like this, broken and in need, he can't bring himself to deny you. a soft growl, he kissed you deeper and more passionately this time.

his violet eyes flutter open as you break away, his lips parted, a strand of saliva bridging the gap between you. he swallows hard, his chest heaving with each breath. the intensity in his gaze softens into something tender yet fierce.

" fuck, look at you..." you wasted no time bending over the sink with your back arch deeply. his eyes widen as the skirt riding up to reveal your thighs. he swallows hard, his hands automatically moving to grip your hips possessively. he steps closer, pressing his body against yours.

" is this what you want?"

“ mhm.. please..” you mumbled, nodding eagerly looking at him through the mirror, your panties getting soaked with every second. rindou grip on your hips tightens, his eyes darkening with desire as he watches you in the mirror.

he leans down, his breath hot against your ear. " you're so fucking gorgeous right now." he whispers, grinding against you slightly to let you feel his growing hardness.

“ please.. rin.. i need youuu..” he groans at your pleading, his self-control snapping. be reaches down and lifts your skirt up, revealing your soaked panties. without hesitation, he hooks his fingers into the sides and tugs them down.

he pushes your legs apart, stepping between them and pulling his own pants down just enough to free his thick, hard length. he runs the tip through your soaking wet folds, spreading your wetness.

rindou's hand reaches into his pocket, pulling out his phone with a mischievous smirk. he quickly opens the camera app, positioning it to capture the scene in the mirror. you bent over the sink, skirt hiked up, and him standing behind you, ready to enter you.

he taps the record button, the camera capturing the moment he slowly pushes inside you, your eyes fluttering shut at the sudden fullness. he smirks wickedly in the mirror, knowing the video will be a powerful message for your boyfriend.

" like that?"

“ y-yes..” you moaned instantly moaning once he slid into your tight walls as gripping the sink harder arching your back more. he bites his lip at your moaning, pressing deeper in one smooth thrust as he holds your hips steady.

the phone is angled perfectly, catching every intimate moment reflected in the mirror. " look at you..." he whispers, pulling halfway out before slamming back in.

" taking me so perfectly pretty girl." he grins as he watches you lost in pleasure, your lack of awareness about the recording making the scene even more incriminating for your abusive boyfriend. he quickens his pace, thrusting harder and deeper, feeling your walls tighten around him.

" gonna cum already, huh?"

“ n-nghh yesss..” you murmur out the sound of skin slapping together filling the bathroom up feeling his cock twitching inside of you which means he closed already also.

he bites back a groan as he feels his own release building rapidly, your tight walls milking his cock perfectly. he steadies the phone with one hand, the other gripping your hip tightly as he pounds into you with fervor, the bathroom filling with the erotic sounds of your bodies meeting.

“ eugh.. fuckk..” you moaned out as came undo on his thick cock a ring formed around his base but that didn’t stop him from going harder. he lets out a loud groan as he feels you cum around his pulsing length, his own release following immediately after.

he fills the ring with his hot, sticky cum, the phone capturing the messy aftermath in perfect detail. he continues to thrust slowly, prolonging your mutual pleasure.

he smirks as he pulls out, his cock glistening with your combined fluids. he casually wipes the phone screen before opening his messages. with a few taps, he attaches the porn video you two just made and sends it straight to your boyfriend's number also with a quick little mention of you being his now.

“ ‘m… tired ..” you said quietly staring up at him through the mirror your knees buckles how were you even standing at this point your legs were jelly.

he tucks his phone back into his pocket, a satisfied smirk still playing on his lips. he pulls up his pants and turns to face you, leaning against the sink as he watches your reflection.

" you should see yourself right now," he says softly, but with an edge of mischief after what he just did.

he chuckles softly, pushing off from the sink to stand behind you again. he gently runs a hand through your disheveled hair, tilting your head up so you meet his gaze in the mirror.

" all fucked out... he's going to lose his mind when he sees this." you stare at him in the mirror, your eyes halfway opening, not even catching onto him of what he just said.

“ wanna go home.” rindou’s expression softens slightly at your tired, disoriented state. he nods, helping you straighten up and adjust your clothing.

" alright, let's get you home," he says, wrapping an arm around your shoulders to support you as you leave the bathroom and head for the exit.

the drive back to your place is quiet, with you dozing off against the window. as rindou pulls into your driveway, he checks his phone, a notification catching his eye. he smiles mischievously, knowing that your boyfriend has likely seen the video by now.

𖣂 KANYEREALDAUGHTER SPEAKS - i had so much fun writing for this lol thanks for the request and i hope you enjoy it.

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[hai7ani]

nsfw, loser virgin!rindou x single mother reader

haitani rindou finally gets to fuck you 一 finally gets to touch you like this, all to himself 一 after so many months of longing and waiting and exchanging lingering touches here and there and spending certain nights awake in his bed to thoughts of you and things you could possibly do to him (and him to you.)

when he finally gets you into bed with him 一 naked, out of breath, shaky hands cupping your tits so awkwardly that it makes you want to pull him even more closer, because he's such a cute, sweet boy一

you squirt all over him.

he's wide-eyed, catching his breath like a stupid jock when he realises. bright, violet eyes flickering back and forth between you and the pool of your wet mess seeping into the sheets, staining your soft blanket a darker shade of pink.

the remnants of your juices are still dripping off the tip of his girthy, hard cock when he sits back on his calves to process the whole thing. stops you from pulling the blanket over to cover yourself out of fucking embarrassment.

"i just made you squirt? did一 did you just squirt?" he's like a lost puppy staring at you. at your wet, gaping pussy.

god bless this stupid boy. just had to fucking rub it in一

"fuck, that was so hot一 wait, why are you hiding?"

because you just let a virgin make you squirt? for the first time ever?

(not even your ex has done that for you before.

it was him. this guy.)

your face heats up anymore than it can and you shut your eyes, still fighting for the damn blanket somehow. maybe if you don't look at him and focus on ways to bury yourself alive then it will be so much better一

he rubs a sweet thumb up along your slit 一 pressing down on your nub when he reaches it, circling it like a pro 一 that makes you moan and see stars.

collection | wet dreamz by j. cole

[ljubimaya]

This is 100 percent inspired by a conversation me and @softshuji had

There's a stark contrast between the Haitani brothers when it comes to eating you out.

Ran, like a true gourmand, likes taking his time with you. He is not one to rush, taking his time as he would run his tongue between your folds before eventually finding it's way to your clit. He eats you out like he kisses you - languidly, almost lazily exploring your wet cavern. There is no force in his tongue as it would glide between folds to drink up your arousal ever so tenderly. The same, however, could not be said about the bruising grip his hands have on your thighs. While Ran may have the patience of a saint when he's sucking on the tender flesh of your labia, you'd be crying and begging him to let you finally come. Your shaky legs would have no energy left after trying to force more friction, your hips failing to move against his face as his iron grip hinders your every movement. Does he take his time to tease you? To teach you a lesson? To satisfy a deep hunger? You wouldn't know that after the endless edging you have to endure to release all over him.

With Rindou, it's an entirely different story. Unlike his older brother, Rindou despises the very concept of edging. He eats you like a starved man, like a famished wolf devouring the poor little bunny he had hunted down. His grip on your legs is hard, but the movements of his tongue and nose are harder against your overstimulated pussy. Your clit would be hurting from the rough treatment, your muscles are stiff and the bruises on your inner thighs are aching. As much as you were ready to tap out any time, you wouldn't dare to. No, not until Rindou had his fill on you. Rindou, however, doesn't just eat you out. He is a dirty player, a true menace, when he gets down on you. His long fingers would thrust inside your pussy when you'd least expect it. A scream would escape your lips, the pain of the sudden thrust slowly fading into mindless pleasure the more the rough tips of Rindou's would hit your g spot. You'd come - again - but instead of giving you a second to breathe, he keeps on going, working you up to your nth orgasm of the night. Whenever you weren't too engulfed in the hard scissoring motion of his fingers, you would feel him smirking against your wet pussy. Did he do all of that to you to remind you who was in charge? To mock your complete and utter inferiority to him? In the end, it wouldn't matter as the next orgasm was just around the corner, and to Rindou, the night was still young.