#sanzu is the warning

[yandereloversblog]

Can you do ❤️💜🖤 and maybe bit of dark romance with Manjiro sano,Haruchiyo Sanzu,Ran & Rindou Haitiani. 

I hope 🤞 I’m doing this right and not over stepping my boundaries. Anyway I Love,Love,Love, your bonten Yandere headcannon where Reader successfully flee except reader this time reader had a abortion (since she was pregnant with their child) behind their back. 

Reader was able to have a whole new life without them finding her and now she is married to a other man that isn’t one of the Bonten gang member,She has two kids with this man and is pregnant with his third child. This man that reader is married to,made her a whole new different person,she not the same sweet submissive woman they once knew her when captured her,She confident, independent woman with a successful job,and a firecracker who won’t hesitate to put up a fight with the Bonten gang member if they ever come back for her,she is ready for them. 

How they feel about whole the situation,and how would they feel about finding out that reader was once pregnant with their child,but got a abortion behind their back than running away afterward to start a whole new family with this man and having kids. What will they do to reader and her new family? How would they break her down before rebuilding her the way they want her to be?

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲, 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮, 𝐑𝐚𝐧, 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: 𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚢𝚘 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 "𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢" 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚘, 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚢𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚞, 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒, 𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚞 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 , 𝚄𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚎𝚝, 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙸𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝙰𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 [𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍], 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝, 𝙵𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢, 𝙱𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢'𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚊𝚜𝚜 💀, 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝙸𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚞, 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝... 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝, 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙, 𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜, 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚌𝚘𝚗

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: This is me letting out all the frustration and anger I've had for the past week in a very healthy manner... And this is the product of it... Why am I like this 😭😭😭 This gon be fucked up 😭😭 But not you leaving the two somewhat sane men [Koko and Kaku] out of this 😭😂😂 at least they would've dropped the kids at some orphanage... Okay but I'm serious there's some really fucked up stuff written on the headcanons... Even I grew a little uncomfortable while imagining it 💀Also I merged Ran's and Rindou's cuz they're sharing you since they were too similar with eachother-

-> 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 "𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲" 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

First off, I am so sorry.

When Mikey pinpoints your location- And he realizes you have a family? It's not going to be pretty-

You were just having some family time in the living room until his men raided the place and Mikey arrived in all his insanity.

Man thought you were kidnapped and held against your will by your husband. And that the husband forced you to have his kids. It was an assumption because Mikey wanted to save the little bit of sanity he had left because of you.

Mikey shot the man on the shoulder as soon as the executives held him down.

Only then for you to intervene, yelling at him instead of being thankful that you were saved.

"Angel...? What's wrong? I'm here to help you... It's okay, you don't need to be scared anymore. You don't need to act like you're in love with him... I'm here for you now..."

But you didn't budge, glaring at him with such anger and hatred.

Then Mikey came to terms with it.

You WANTED the current family you had.

You DID escape on your own.

You LOVED someone that wasn't him.

He will stop just to go to you and cup your face, fingers digging on your face. Staring into your soul with crazed eyes and you glared right back.

"I see... So you're not MY angel anymore, huh... Heh... Hehe~"

Even the executives weren't able to breath when Mikey started laughing.

A chilling smile on his face as he walked around the living room, probably creeping everyone out with those lifeless eyes and soft humming as he took in all the you had made here memories. He glanced at some of your framed family photos and grabbed one, only to smash it on your husband's head a second later, the creepy smile now a full on terrifying glare.

Would've started saying some "You seduced my angel you bastard!" 💀 Mikey would've salem witch trialed your husband if you stood quiet. Full on "He used some fucking voodoo or some cult shit." Route.

Then you started yelling at him and despite Mikey giving you a look that would've sent the old you crying and pleading for forgiveness you didn't back down.

So Mikey didn't hesitate to walk over and slap you so harshly your cheek started bleeding "I'll fucking teach you a lesson for disobeying me like this." He then ordered the guys to take you and your family away.

You tried getting a word in and Mikey pulled the gun right on your stomach, his angry expression turned into an uncaring glare as he leaned super close to your face.

"Don't be like that darling, you were gone for so long. I need to have my fun too now..."

Then you were knocked out. When you woke up again you were in the ever familiar slaughterhouse. Yaaaay...

Mikey kept you there for months, forcing you to watch how he tortured all of your family members one by one- yes even the kids.

And no matter how much you shouted that you'd hate him forever, screamed, begged, cried, even gave up and agreed to be his again, nothing stopped Mikey.

Mikey was stubborn, always glancing back at you when you begged and said you loved him, smiling without any emotion "Just teaching you a lesson angel, if you love me that much then this isn't a problem right?" He was definitely mocking you.

The screams and cries of your loved ones would forever haunt you, including the friends who you made along the way in your new life.

Even you fell victim to Mikey's physical beating once he learned you were pregnant with HIS child and aborted it.

He cried nonstop for a few weeks, did you hate him that much? Was his love worth that little to you?

Mikey even considered double suicide between you and him but then realized that was too merciful.

Super Dark Impulses™ kicked in.

So Mikey kept torturing you by keeping your husband alive through it all, even after killing the kids.

Directing all the hatred he felt for you towards the poor man...

"It's your fault... Maybe if you didn't exist [Y/N] would've stayed by my side... YOU'RE THE REASON MY ANGEL DOESN'T LOVE ME ANYMORE! IF YOU DIDN'T RUIN HER I WOULDN'T HAVE SUFFERED ALONE ALL THESE YEARS!... I would've found her so much sooner... She would've still loved me..."

When your husband dared to look at you Mikey immediately blinded him in one eye. Couldn't be completely blind just yet.

If you were early in the pregnancy Mikey would've forced you to abort the baby.

If you were too late in the pregnancy you'd never see your child since the doctors Mikey called to help you with the delivery took it away, he never told you what happened with that child either.

Then made the husband watch as Mikey impregnated you and broke you down to his liking yet again.

After he deemed it was enough Mikey would gently kiss your head and steadily hold your hands to grip the gun pointed at your husband, he's basically forcing you to kill the man you once loved, even though that person is just a shell of what he used to be after Mikey's torture.

Just know that Mikey will never be the same after this, no matter how much you listen or stay quiet he will always remember this, his trust on you is completely broken. Even if he acts as affectionate as he did before he always has that unhinged look in his eyes. Staring, observing if you were trying to escape again.

"Now angel, hold still and pull the trigger... You're taking too long darling... Would you like me to play with him some m- Ah, there you go. Right on the head just as we practiced. Good~ Hmm but you're crying again... It's annoying. There's no need for that, you know it's bad for the baby so just relax. That man should've never been a part of your life to begin with. You're mine. You've always been mine. It's easier to just accept it... Accept that you belong to me and make this easier for everyone."

-> 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮

Dear lord, when he finds you again after so long he would already be furious then he finds your FAMILY!? And that you're HAPPY!? Happy WITHOUT HIM!?

Oh he's raiding the place in the middle of the night as soon as he can.

-Might've killed one of your kids out of rage the second he arrived-

You and him definitely had a full blown argument right then and there in the middle of the hallway in the dark while you tried protecting your husband and child.

Sanzu might've been on the bring of tears because of frustration, sadness, anger and betrayal. Especially when you yelled back at him or tried attacking him, rightfully so because he killed your kid but that just got Sanzu even more heated, why would you care!?

"DON'T TALK BACK TO ME! I'M THE ONE YOU SHOULD BE WITH! IT'S ME WHO SHOULD HAVE THIS- WHATEVER THE FUCK THIS IS WITH YOU! NOT SOME RANDOM FUCKER WHO YOU MET ON THE STREETS!"

And you'd scream right back at him, explaining how you loved that man and your family and would be damned before letting Sanzu take you back- then letting it slip that you hated him and even aborted the kid because you wanted to escape anything that had to do with him so badly.

Now that made Sanzu freeze up. Even Sanzu didn't realize it but he had started crying, a soft "Eh?" In surprise after processing your words. Lowering his gun and staring with wide eyes.

He did want this somewhat domestic life with you because you behaved and listened to him well but you threw that all away for... For a life like this? A life without him?

You didn't process anything until Sanzu probably shot you on the leg while glaring at you so to keep you in place.

"If you want to be such a bitch about this then fine, two can play that... I... I thought I'd just have to take you back but clearly that's not enough."

Yes you had to watch helplessly as Sanzu probably killed your family right then and there. All slaughtered mercilessly and painfully in front of you while you couldn't do anything.

Once he was done he'd walk over to you, all bloody with his tear stained eyes but unlike before he's calm and nonchalant.

It's creepy. To watch his face stuck to an expressionless gaze with swift and quiet words opposed to his usual loud voice.

Yanking you by your hair to make you look at him and pointing the gun at your stomach.

"Beg. Beg for me not to shoot and kill this useless little shit. If you beg me properly like I taught you maybe I won't kill it once it's-"

"Fuck off and drop dead Sanzu."

Sanzu would give you an unimpressed stare as you glared at him with tear filled eyes.

You were crying because he killed your entire family and now you didn't care about dying?

Sanzu would sigh, tears falling off his eyes again and he didn't care enough to stop them, all Sanzu knew is that you betrayed him and he hated you right now.

So obviously he didn't do what he should've done; kill you. Instead he slammed your head on the wall and decided to teach you all over again.

"Wrong. Not only did you interrupt me as I was talking but you also used the wrong name, you're supposed to call me Haru while pleading and whimpering like a good pet. Try again or I'll shoot."

In comes the second try and yet you didn't obey. The final warning yet you still kept up, glaring at him through the blood dripping down your face with a determined expression.

Sanzu was too tired emotionally from today's shock to explode on you so he shot at your stomach -or just grazed it, idk how medical stuff works, just know he didn't have any intentions to kill you- without much care. Easily picking you up and carrying you out of there.

Sanzu had half a mind to swerve in hopes of killing you both but stopped, he still needed to consider Bonten.

So after that risky abortion he had to get to work again on breaking you down. You were already used to the old methods so he's gonna try a few new things.

Obviously he'll try to get you hooked on the drugs first, break you physically down until you can't do anything without him, unless he's working he's definitely with you punishing you in any way he can.

All the time you never see him smile, the stilled expression on his face seems more so emotionless, only getting annoyed when his teaching methods don't work.

"Annoying... Seems like I have to try something else."

You definitely got pregnant tho... If you looked too happy for it, like just a hopeful look in your eyes or a twitch up from your lips, Sanzu forced another abortion on you- no, he doesn't care if it was his kid.

Though you finally started showing signs of "progression" after that. Once Sanzu saw how he made that crack on you he had an easier time picking off at your new personality.

When you're finally back to how he remembered, seeing you cry for his name oh so sweetly while pleading will have Sanzu finally smiling...

Then he'll smack you, snickering when seeing the familiar fear flash in your eyes, his hands snaking down to grip your neck harshly.

If your life was hell before you left this is even worse. He was so hellbent on teaching you again Sanzu had forgotten how to fully have fun.

"There you are... Welcome back [Y/N]~ God I missed you so much! Ahh after that last stunt you pulled? Just know that I'll NEVER forgive you for it... To think my little pet caused me to suffer so much, I hope you had your fun out there because your punishment is still not done."

-> 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢, 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

... I'm left speechless of the guts you have to escape them.

-Here comes trouble, make it double bullshit-

So were they when arriving home and didn't see you patiently waiting at the door or asleep on your shared bed. The camera footage corrupted.

Ran was in shock and the penthouse was turned upside down before he sent his men to search for you, man looks annoyed and angry 24/7, none of that smiling stuff. Meanwhile Rindou was completely losing it, probably the one who cried himself to sleep a few times. Ran sometimes has to legit knock him out to put him to sleep because Rindou isn't taking care of himself.

Doesn't mean he was any less dangrous 💀 they became even more threatening after this, poor Rindou was taking his anger out on everything and Ran was straight up cruel.

Then they found you a full on 5 years later having fun at an amusement park with your family.

Did a double take to confirm it's you, once that happened Ran and Rindou all but exploded from anger and hatred.

At first they were so relieved and happy to see your face, then saw your belly, husband and kids trailing after you. Shock and happiness turned into a homicidal rage because God doesn't want you to be safe anymore. Both staring in a crazed state of anger.

"To think she's been here... How confident and stupid, knew she couldn't have done this alone, that trash must have done something to her."

"Don't be too hasty Rindou, let's do a bit of research first... If our little doll wants to play so stubbornly we have to break her down completely so she learns her lesson."

They were a lot more sneaky about it, because if they jumped at you on first sight Rindou would have ripped you to pieces and Ran might as well have killed you.

First they kept targeting people closest to you, then your kids and husband, even if you tried to move once noticing the signs it was impossible to escape again.

Ran and Rindou started stalking you more intensely, leaving messages, texts, clear indications that they were there to get you paranoid and anxious. You thought you were going crazy.

The more you refused and shot back, full of confidence, the worse they got.

They won't stop texting you, sending you pictures they took of you right that minute, your house is definitely bugged by the way. You and your husband lose your jobs, then Ran and Rindou keep saying how they'll target your kids next and that's when you lose it and demand they stop.

They don't.

The brothers don't even directly talk to you honestly, they just DO stuff and then sent you proof that they're controlling everything that happens.

"I liked the other dress you wore better! Of course it would look prettier if you weren't carrying that abominable inside you. Just saying~"

"Ran is right, that husband of yours is ugly too- ah maybe it's because neither of you have the money to do better right? How sad~"

"Just leave me alone already!"

"How about we do you a favor and swat one of the three dead? One less mouth to feed ^^~"

"You look so pretty crying [Y/N], but we'll get bored if we just keep looking at you from the monitor you know~"

The anger was starting to disappear into sadistic amusement because of this so the brothers knew they wouldn't kill you if you stood in front of them now.

When you're finally out of money they'll abduct you and your family. But they're completely ignoring you during everything, just make sure to take care of the essentials and barely talking or looking at you.

Instead they talk about what they'll do to your family, all the fucked up shit said right in front of your face and you can't even reach in to rip out Rindou's hair or smack Ran's face. Especially when they started planning what they'd do with your other child once they're born.

Just saying if you start crying Rindou might want to crack -to tease and mock you ofc- but Ran stops him- they definitely get more vicious though, the fact you care about your family annoys them to no end.

Ran absolutely drug up your husband and make the club girls have fun with him then shows you the videos with that same innocent smile.

"Looks like he's having fun~ Why would you pick a cheater like him doll?~ Someone so incompetent while my brother and I were with you?... That's why you need us, to take care of you so you don't make such dumb decisions..."

Ran's hand was definitely shaking as he held the phone, man was so angry and his ego was hurt that you left them.

Rindou was the one to give reports- or more so just talk about what would happen to your kids until he stopped giving any info.

You started growing nervous and began crying and demanding Rindou to tell you what happened.

"HAITANI FUCKING TELL ME IF YOU HURT THEM OR NOT!"

He finally snapped to fully look at you, too bad it was a poor choice of words.

"Hurt? Hurt...? You know who's hurt [Y/N]? Me, Ran. WE'RE hurt! Hurt you'd abandon and run away with some random bastard! What!? Were we not good enough!? We fucking loved you more than anything- AND STILL DO! Gave you everything! And you abandoned us- BETRAYED us by creating a family with someone else!?"

Rindou broke character and was a crying, raging mess without Ran there to keep him calm, probably gripping tightly at you and in the midst of the screaming match you revealed the abortion part.

"H-huh... What?... B-but we... Were supposed to..."

Now Rindou was in a state of shock, he didn't do anything but stare for a minute then left. Definitely went to snitch to Ran who unlike Rindou just got even more angry with you.

"You run away, betray us, not to mention how much you've made Rindou cry for the past years, now this... Ahhh we've been patient enough with you, [Y/N]"

Ran genuinely despises you a little for making his little bro so unstable, he had trouble being a support for Rindou during the 5 years and this just crumbled Rindou down yet again.

Ran took it upon himself to torture you a little, of course all mental and a few knife slashes. Dealing with Ran alone was terrifying, the other held no sympathy for you whatsoever even as you pleaded you'd change, only stopping once he deemed it was enough.

Had to wait until you gave birth to your final kid before happily patting Rindou on the back and telling him how they could try again for a kid with you.

Being a good older bro, Ran let Rindou go first and seemed relieved when Rindou finally started smiling and looking alive again.

They ignored how empty you looked and continued the habit of talking to each other and never refering to you until later on, except for now always hugging or touching you in some way.

"See? Told you it would've worked Rindou, our doll is even more well behaved than before~"

"Guess you're right Ran, don't know why I made such a panic before... Well, doesn't matter, I'm just glad [Y/N]'s finally back to normal and won't cause trouble anymore~"

[m-ilkiee]

Deadly Affairs: Bonten! Manjiro ‘Mikey’ Sano x Bonten Reader (+ Bonten)

Chapter 1: Genesis

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➞ [series summary]: you’ve seen this story multiple times, where the girl does everything to end up as the wife of the king. In any other timeline, you would have done the same. This time is different. You don’t want to marry the king. You want to be him.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➞ [chapter summary]: your destiny starts on your 23rd birthday, at the back of Manjiro Sano’s car, with the loss of your virginity

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➞ [content warning]: DARK CONTENT, NSFW, DUBCON, bonten timeline, fem reader, power imbalance, age-gap relationship, sexual harrassment/abuse, sexism and misogyny, implied torture, flashing, alcohol/drug use, slight manipulation, drunk sex, public sex, fingering (f. recieving), virginity loss (reader), unprotected sex piv, rough sex, dirty talk, degradation, slut shaming.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➞ [r-18+] [not suitable for 17 and under]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➞ [wc]: 4.5k

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➞ [masterlist] [chapter2] [taglist]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➞ [notes]: I will no longer be using the series colours on each chapter, since tumblr keeps glitching. Sorry guys :(

BONTEN, one of the most dangerous organizations that has ever arisen from Japan and possibly, the world. Led by men born from the era of brutality, Japan had never seen such a business successful with covering the tracks of organized crime as much as BONTEN has.

Despite the brutal murders, torture chambers, human and drug trafficking and even bodies found with teeth missing and finger prints skinned off, the police could never completely trace it back to BONTEN. They knew it would have something to do with such a deadly corporation, but as far as the higher ups and Japan's government were concerned, they were just business men with the usual ethical issues.

Anyone who tries to dig in too deep will face Bonten's hammer of judgment.

It's the life you've grown accustomed to for a while ever since Kokonoi had picked you up from the street.

Poverty made you sell your morals to the devil in the designers before you could regret it; Bonten sponsored your university course in accounting, trained you how to use a gun and taught you how important you were to them. Inappropriate touches and comments on your appearance by your fellow workmates and your superiors, you knew that no one would give you the time of the day to care about your accusations.

Besides, you've seen prostitutes that went missing after complaining so much about bonten members being rough with them.

"When is my flight for Makarti scheduled?"

You break out of your thoughts and raise your head to meet the dark eyes of the man sitting in front of you with his head down, Hajime Kokonoi, the man who took you out of the gutters to become his personal assistant who helped with calculations, estimates and other errands.

"It's supposed to be by twelve," you say, preparing yourself for his complaint as you explain the situation. "But your private jet needs a few maintenance checks before it's ready for your flight, so I had to shift it to two pm."

You waited for him to say anything to berate you for not doing the maintenance checks yesterday like he told you to, but instead he kept his head on the work he was doing and brushed it off, making you sigh in relief internally. "That's good, I have some meetings to attend to anyways, so I can avoid having extra work when I return. Also, you've gotten my suits from the dry cleaners?"

"Yes sir."

"And you've sent a message to Mochizuki and Kakucho about the change in flight times?"

"Yes sir."

The room falls silent, save for the noise coming from Kokonoi's fingers typing away on his laptop. You tap your feet lightly, waiting for either his next question or for him to dismiss you until he raises his head to look at you with confusion and annoyance written all over his features.

"Yes?" He stops typing to pay complete attention to you. "What are you still doing here?"

"Sorry sir."

You immediately stand up from the chair with your bag and scramble for the door in haste, adjusting your dress that had ridden up to your thigh. The last thing you wanted was for him to scold you again with disapproving eyes glaring down on you.

Hajime Kokonoi was very hard to please and easy to anger, you could never tell when his switch would flip and you don't like being around whenever it did.

You don't see the way Kokonoi's eyes rest on the curve of your ass strained against the office skirt you had worn today, before looking down your legs as you struggled to open his large office doors

"Wait."

You stop halfway, leaving the door half-open as you turn to the man sitting some feet away from you. Kokonoi rests his angular jaw on his intertwined fingers before clearing his throat. "I just remembered that you would be joining Mikey and Sanzu for a meeting tonight."

You feel the blood in your veins turn cold as you process Kokonoi's words, your fingers curl around the door handle tighter than before, anchoring you to the ground and keeping you from stumbling at the news. Kokonoi doesn't miss the way your face turns sour at the news he had broken, and frankly, he can't exactly blame you for your reaction. The top two executives are frightening, even more brutal than he himself was, especially when it came to you.

"I'm giving you the rest of the day off to prepare." He goes back to his laptop screen and keeps working on the audit he was doing before. The world of the yakuza cares for no man, and if you despise someone, either you kill them or you stick to them like glue. "Someone will come get you by 7pm so be ready by then. You can go now."

The room goes quiet again. Kokonoi can feel your questioning glare asking him why he would break his promise of not letting those men come near you, again.

"Yes sir."

You stomp out of the room angrily and the door slams shut after you, leaving Kokonoi all by himself to keep doing his work. He had to admit, the head on top of your shoulders wasn't just for decoration, you actually do know how to use it.

You knew better than to ask him questions.

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THE noise from the club was deafening the moment you stepped into the place.

Once upon a time, Ran had told you he and his brother used to rule this place with an iron fist, before finding a much smarter way to make everyone submit to them. Now, practically all the clubs littered around Japan, including this one Manjiro Sano had decided to be the venue of the meeting, belong to them in Bonten's name.

Dressed in a sequined two piece cream top and skirt paired with heels, you certainly turned heads with your looks. You could hear whispers of men and women asking about who you were, seeing as you walked up to the V.I.P area with an air of confidence, somewhere only known Bonten members, business partners of Bonten or unlucky women foolish enough to entertain any executive were allowed to enter.

As expected, the guards in charge stopped you in your tracks. You could practically feel the predatory gazes of the men aimed at your choice of clothes, oozing lust, before flickering into disapproval at how you were dressed.

"V.I.Ps only."

His tone was condescending for someone that just stared at you like a piece of meat, although it was nothing new to you when it came to the men in Bonten. You don't pay mind to his attitude, instead lifting up your skirt partially to reveal the Bonten tattoo on your inner thigh. You could see his eyes practically entranced by the flesh of your thighs and the panties peeking through the skirt, greedily absorbing the details of every inch of skin as you lowered your skirt down.

You blame Kokonoi for letting you go through with that idea. Flashing people to reveal your tattoo isn't exactly ideal for you.

"Can I go in now?" You say and without waiting for them to finish, you push past them and got into the entrance to the V.I.P lounge.

IF you had a nickel for everytime Kokonoi lied to you about something, you would be extremely wealthy by now.

You could see the collection of wine bottles distributed across the tables, each to every individual's taste. Smoke billowed around the area, mixing with the scent of weed and alcohol. Voluptuous women were strewn on their laps, sides and even at their feet, smiling and pouring drinks, talking loudly or laughing at something they said.

This is not a meeting. This was a private party and you want nothing to do with it.

Haruchiyo, Bonten's number 2, is the first person to notice you awkwardly standing there and staring at the rest of them in horror and shock. His lips break out in a smile aimed at you, calling your name loudly and garnering everybody's attention, including Manjiro Sano who looked tired and bored, despite the woman who was sitting on his lap and feeding him. "The birthday girl is here, come sit down."

'Birthday girl? Does this look like a party I would like to attend?'

You mindlessly walked towards the space Haruchiyo had made between him and Manjiro, and sat there stiffly. You notice Haruchiyo hasn't touched his drinks at all, as if he was waiting for you to see this madness while he was sober. Electricity runs down your spine as he leaned so close to your ears, lips brushing it lightly to whisper;

"So, do you like it? Boss said I could plan it however I wanted since Kokonoi wasn't around."

'You shouldn't have.' The voice in your head is dry, sarcastic even, but you know better than to trigger him on his good days. Even if the urge to slap him across the face is creeping along the surface, you decided to keep things to yourself.

You glance briefly at Manjiro who was following (or trying to) a conversation the chatty escort he had hired had started. Your gazes meet briefly and you shyly avert your eyes away back to your lap.

Of course it was him that gave Haruchiyo the reins to host this party. Who else could do something like this?

You sigh weakly and turn to Haruchiyo, who was still waiting for your answer with a huge expectant grin on his lips. It wasn't like you could tell him the truth about how this party felt like it was for the men of Bonten and not for you.

"It's um…" you forced a smile at him before you continued lying. "... nice. Thank you sir."

A sigh of relief escapes your lips when his grin widens. You feel his arm drape over your shoulders, drawing you closer to his body. He dips his head into the crook of your neck, hot breath dancing along your body as he whispers in your ear again.

"Anything for you princess."

You sit frozen when he pulls away from you and goes back to the escort he was chatting with as if he didn't just make your heart race. You didn't get to think about it for long when a wine glass is put right in front of your face. Manjiro does not look at you as he shakes the wine glass in your face and you take it from him, trying to ignore the electricity running through your fingertips that brushed his.

"Thank you sir."

"Try to relax." His voice is low enough for only you to hear him speak. Your body grows hotter when he turns his gaze completely on your body, slowly scanning your attire for the evening before focusing on your face again. "We're not punishing you this time."

You nod quickly, making a huge effort to keep the glass in your shaking hands. Being so close to Manjiro Sano and Haruchiyo Sanzu proved to be more difficult than it should have been. Was it the fear that had been instilled into you by these men themselves?

Or was it the fact that you were surrounded by the constant reminders of your twisted sexual fantasies?

"A toast, to the birthday girl!" Ran's loud voice brings you out of your thoughts and you absentmindedly raise your glass up into the air. Whatever it is you feel about them doesn't matter, you couldn't afford to get anymore involved with Bonten beyond office contact.

"To life and a fatter ass!"

You don't notice Manjiro watching your facial expression morph into a scowl before hiding it with a fake laugh and repeating. "To life and a fatter ass."

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  "YOU didn't like the party.

You don't say anything in response, with the light hum of the car's engine serving as the only sound in the vehicle and opting to look out of the window instead, watching the cars drive past yours. Of course you absolutely hated everything tonight; hell even your sour facial expression couldn’t be hidden by your usual fake laughter and flirty words. Manjiro Sano had noticed and offered to take you home early when you said you were tired.

You don’t feel bad for cutting his time short despite him having little time to be frivolous. It’s his fault anyways for setting up a disaster like this in the first place without even being considerate enough to assume you wouldn’t want it and you don’t owe him any gratitude for a job terribly done.

He sighs after a while, now looking out of his own window to distract himself from the way your skirt rode up to reveal the flesh of your thighs. "I'm sure Sanzu tried his best given how he ... is."

Something in you snaps at that moment and you face him with annoyance in your eyes. You were just about done with the way he kept digging the knife deeper into your gut. "I had plans for the evening Mr. Sano." You put it bluntly, not caring if he took offense to your words or just ignored you completely. "I did not ask for anything. I'm beginning to think you do this to make me miserable."

Your frown only deepens when you hear him chuckle quietly before turning around to face you with a curious look written all over his face. Somehow, seeing you upset made you cuter in his eyes; You always looked so vulnerable in times like these, whether you're walking on eggshells around him or outright being ungrateful to him. Maybe it's the alcohol giving you an extra boost to speak your mind, and he'll allow it for now because he wants to hear what you have to say.

But it won't go unpunished.

"What were the plans you had for this evening?"

Manjiro doesn't miss the way your face contorts slightly into an uncomfortable smile. It's not like he didn't know anyways, he had overheard your discussion with Ran’s assistant about what you wanted to do about two weeks ago and it was what made him call Haruchiyo to plan the most disastrous party ever to stop you from going ahead with your plan.

"It's nothing, never min-"

"I know you wanted to hook up with some idiot you met on a dating app, don't play coy with me."

You swallowed hard at his harsh tone, flickering your eyes anywhere but his face. The ridiculous last minute party made sense now that he had ripped the band aid off. Manjiro must have heard of your plans to hook up with someone you had met, since Kokonoi never let you even breathe in peace or left you alone whenever you wanted to do something.

"Today was my only chance and you ruined it." Your voice cracks slightly as you hiss at him. It was frustrating honestly, the one time you had to yourself without Bonten breathing down your neck, they found a way to make you even more miserable. "I have needs too for god's sake! I have a life outside being your lackey-"

"So you were going to let some lowlife stick his dick into you because you can't keep your legs shut."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me."

You try to reply to him again but no words come to your head. You can only close your mouth and look at your lap; it's unbelievable that he was berating you for wanting some form of intimacy in your life after being so pent up and going through so much shit. "So what do you expect me to do Mr. Sano?" Your voice is bitter but you didn't care any more at this point. "Ask Kokonoi to fuck me? Or should I go to Ran or Haruchiyo? Or…"

A smile makes its way to your face the moment an idea pops into your mind. You raised your head sharply towards him and jabbed a finger into his chest to buttress your point.

"Or should I ask you to do it? To corrupt and taint me?"

"Stop that."

"Do you want to fuck me, Mr. Sano? Is that why you hate seeing me with those low-lives? Is that it?"

"Don't start something you know you can't finish, (name)" it's a stern warning and you know Manjiro Sano isn't just being petty as usual. He was actually getting riled up from your constant taunting, which only served as entertainment with you because when was the last time you saw Mikey ever react to anything? "Or else."

But you don't listen to him. Even though you know from past experience that angering your volatile boss could end up with a bullet embedded in your brain, you push yourself closer to his body until you were flush against him, watching him stiffen as you lowered your lips next to his ear and rested your hand on his muscular thigh. It's obvious you're not thinking straight since you've had a couple of drinks and he's trying to keep that in mind, especially when you begin to trace a line towards his crotch area.

"Or else what, Mr. Sano?"

It happened so fast you could barely comprehend how he had you on your back to the seat with his body hovering over yours. Bleach blond bangs frame his face, highlighting the once empty, soulless eyes into darkened gazes full of lust and greed, hot breath hitting your face. A strong pale veiny hand pins your arms above your head, his knees separating your thighs, your jaw in a bruising grip of his other hand.

"S-sir-"

"A bit too late for that." He cuts you short, before turning his head to the driver of the vehicle. "Stop the car, now."

Your heart thuds loudly against your chest as the driver pulls the car into a dark corner hidden from the streetlights, coming to a stop. Manjiro does not ease up his grip, nor does he stop gazing into your soul as he tells the driver to "get out" in less than polite terms. You can hear the door of the car open and close quietly, along with the faint flicker of a lighter as the man walks away from the car.

With the two of you alone, Manjiro doesn't hesitate to crash your lips against each other in a messy kiss. Your boss wins the battle of dominance almost immediately with the sheer force he uses to force your mouth open with his hand so that he could explore your mouth. Your moans are silenced with each bruising kiss from him, his teeth grazing your lips before his tongue swipes over the marked place, engulfing your mouth with his until your lungs burn for air.

Moans of "sir" escaped your lips in sync with every wet kiss he placed on your face and cheek. Manjiro moves his lips from your lips, to your jaw and then settles onto your neck. The feeling of his teeth grazing your neck has you mewling and leaning into his touch. His hand leaves your jaw and quickly makes its way to your skirt, hiking it up a bit to reveal your panties and the Bonten tattoo on the plush of your inner thigh.

Manjiro pulls away from your neck and you let out an annoyed whine, already craving for his mouth on your neck again. His eyes sizes up the lace panties you had worn, a wet patch forming on it and he begins to trace a finger up and down your slit, teasing you through your panties. You let out a soft "hngh" from your lips as he moves to your clothed clit, rubbing tight circles, sending waves of electricity all over your lower region.

"Don't think I'm going easy on you." He mutters whilst pushing your soaked panties aside to reveal your bare cunt. A soft whine escapes your lips as two of his fingers start entering into your tight pussy, forcing its way into your walls until you accommodate the intrusion. "As soon as I'm done stretching out this cunt, I'm going to ruin you for anyone else."

You don't get to reply as his fingers begin to move at a pace that has your body trembling.

His fingers curled into you, pumping them in and out of your pussy. A loud moan escapes your lips when his fingers brush that spot, making your eyes roll back and pussy pulse around his fingers. "You like that?" He whispers close to your neck, biting and sucking marks into your skin, not letting up his rough finger fucking, curling his fingers even the more that has your legs shaking and the coil in your belly tightening. "Of course you do. You like it so much, look at how you're clenching on my fingers like a needy slut." His tone is mocking and yet, it only seemed to add fire to the flame.

Your body spasms in his hold, breathing fast as a violent orgasm rips through you until it becomes a dull throbbing and your head hangs while trying to catch your breath. Manjiro pulls away from your cunt and kneels upright. You peek through your lashes, watching him impatiently unbuckle his belt with one hand and toss it aside on the floor, followed by him working down the zipper and buttons of his pants, tugging it to his knees along with his boxers to reveal his thick, veiny cock springs free of its confines, drops of pre leaking from it.

He takes his dick in his free hand and smears the tip with pre before lining it up with your hole. A quiet groan escapes your lips as he rubs his length against your glistening pussy gathering all the slick, your heavy breathing matching his own. His grip on your hands above your head tightens, keeping you in place as he positions his tip in front of your entrance.

The pain when he pushes his tip into you is almost unbearable.

Your eyes snapped shut in response and you bit your lip to keep yourself from screaming as he slowly inched into you. "It'll be much easier for the both of us if you relax." He hisses at you, before reaching for your clit and circling it gently, trying to distract you from the pain. "Breathe."

His words were like a mantra and you found yourself taking in a deep breath and letting it out, trying your hardest to relax. Slowly, the pain from being stretched out gave way to feeling so full for the first time until he was buried at the hilt. A groan escapes Manjiro's lips; the feeling of your velvety walls around his hard cock was divine and if he didn't have any ounce of self control he would have cum immediately. His hips experimental rolls against yours and the loud "Manjiro" you let out had his brain short circuiting.

Everything is a blur after that.

His pace is fast, angling himself to your g-spot and abusing it, the whole car shaking with the power of his thrusts. His finger plays with your clit, despite you screaming "too much sir, too much!" in between moans and trying to squirm away from his brutal ministrations.

"Don't run away now, (name), I'm just doing what you want. Look at how well you're doing for a virgin." He says in between pants, thrusting into you even faster. He doesn't miss the whimper escaping your lips as his tip abuses your g-spot repeatedly- in fact it only encourages him to keep up the pace. "You're so obedient, I like this version of you. Might make you my personal slut- shit-"

His balls tighten at the feeling of your cunt fluttering around him at that sentence. Seeing him staring down at you condescendingly as he fucks into you hard is shamefully arousing, and your mouth can't help letting out loud moans of pleasure when his fat tip prods against your cunt.

The noises of skin slapping skin from the intensity of his thrusts in the car is obscene and noisy, you're sure the guard standing outside is well aware of what is going on.

He lets go of your clit briefly to put your leg on his bony shoulder, bringing you even closer to him and presses a hot, messy kiss on your lips, his tongue playing with yours again. You answer his kiss with another weak moan, the coil in your belly tighten once again with the urge to snap.

"You look so fucked out, it's pathetic" he laughs against your lips and moves his head to the crook of your neck. His grip tightens on your hand as he holds your trembling body in place. "I would have mistakened you for a slut if you weren't so fucking tight." His hips stutter, before regaining his pace again. He spits out darkly; "Since you're so cock hungry, maybe you should be our personal slut, huh? Bonten's cumrag?"

Maybe it's the alcohol coupled with the intense feeling of pleasure that has your mind completely dumb for him. Maybe it's because he's the one in control of everything as he rolls his hips into you, bringing you closer and closer to edge, his dark eyes clouded with lust and greed peering into yours that had you saying "yes, yes yes yes-" until your second orgasm washes over you, more intensely than the first and knocks you out completely soon after.

He falls over the edge too, pumping loads and loads of cum into you as he bucks into you with a few more thrusts, more than anything he's produced before until he's spent completely. He pulls himself away from your cunt immediately and sits on his heels, dark eyes watching cum leak out of your abused hole and pool down your cunt with interest. Manjiro's eyes flicker up to your face and realized you have passed out.

'It must have been too intense for you, huh.'

He releases your hands above your head, taking note of the fingerprint bruises on his hand and reaches for your bag to take out your wipes. He cleans the cum and specks of blood outside your cunt and tries to dab off the stain on the chair as well before tugging your skirt down and adjusting his pants. Wounding down the window of the car, Manjiro signs the driver outside to come in and he obeys immediately, putting out his cigarette on the concrete wall.

A sigh escapes his lips, in sync with the car engine revving up again. Manjiro's eyes flicker down to your sleeping figure that he's maneuvered to his lap and trails his gaze down to the marks littered all over your jaw and neck. Deft fingers circle around the swelling skin, still lost in thought about how pretty you look with his markings.

Something in him is selfish when it comes to you. He’s never been outright with his affections, but there’s just something about you that makes him want to have you in his cage, trapped with him. Perhaps it’s why he let Koko take you in all those years ago and why you haven’t died yet despite your misdeeds. Maybe it’s because he sees himself in you; the pain and the loss, the madness that you’ve buried deep down in your heart.

But for now, he’ll settle with whatever you both have. As long as you stayed with him. And as long as you stayed loyal to Bonten.

"Take us to my house."

Forever. Even in death.

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♥ Chapter 1 || Life or Death

♥ Series Warnings: Dark Content; Non-Con; Dub-Con; Kidnapping; Slave Training; Sexual Content

♥ Chapter Warnings: Murder; Kidnapping

♥ wc: 2.3k

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3

♥ a.n: for the first time, I'm diving into dark content. This series won't be for everyone, but exploring this side of tokyo revengers is something i've always wanted to do. Being a slut for bonten made me this way.

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The smell of blood and urine would be etched into her nose for days to come. Her hands were trembling, still. The girl out of place in the luxurious bedroom. It was immaculately clean, likely not a speck of dust to be found on any surface. The kind of clean that only money could achieve.

Mio stood, painfully aware of how dirty she was. Blood and dirt smeared across her skin, clothes torn and stained. She stared at the carpeted floor, tangled, raven hair curtains around her tear-stained face. Her stomach churned, but there was hardly anything in her body to throw up.

The voices beyond the door were faint, but the same ones that had woken her from her peaceful sleep at her home, some few hours ago. In truth, she had no idea how long it had been, and likely that was the last peaceful night that she would ever experience.

Hours Ago:

Shouting.

Not unusual at her lively home.

Mio barely acknowledged the noise by shifting under the covers, snuggling down deeper to fall back asleep. She furrowed her brow as the voices continued to become more heated, and then a single gunshot. The sudden sound radiating through her whole body.

She hadn't the time to react. Not when the bedroom door was knocked off its hinges and several bodies piled into the small space. They scrambled across the room, pawing at the window, desperately trying to escape something.

Each gunshot that followed deafened her, leaving a ringing in her ears. Mio crammed herself back against the corner of the wall on the bed, hands covering her ears. Was it a raid? The police? Did they shoot first with even a civilian in the room?

Bodies dropped quickly, not a single one making it out the half open window. The bed bounced as one hit the mattress, blood splattering from the head wound. A second bullet hit his skill, the man already dead, but whoever towered in her doorway didn't care.

The light turned on, illuminating the massacre in the small room. It also gave Mio away, cowering in her pajamas against the wall. Sanzu grinned at the sight. "Oh, well what do we have here?" A little blood stained, but she was pretty. The kind of pretty that he hoped Mikey would appreciate.

Sanzu strode over, enjoying the fear in her icy blue eyes. He couldn't blame her for that reaction, not after bullets were peppered into her bedroom and dead bodies sullied her once pristine bedroom.

It was even better when she tried to slap his hand away. He liked a little fight in captives, and this was so adorable. But he was armed, and he could use the gun to control her, but where was the fun in that?

Mio wasn't sure what she was doing. This guy just killed all these others, waving his gun around as if it were a toy. And she smacked at his hand when it reached for her. "Wai-wait-"

"Boss will want to meet you, cutie." It hardly sounded like he was speaking to her. Sanzu chuckled, snatching her ankle and dragging her off the bed, right onto the pile of bodies on the floor.

She hit the floor, or part of the floor with a thud. The blood staining her carpet was warm, and the smell of urine filled her nostrils, her face in the wet crotch of one man. "Let go- Please!"

Her fingers gripped at anything they could reach, but she could give little resistance. Drug over the bodies and out her bedroom door, Mio desperately clawed at the ground. She might as well be a rag doll. This was all too real to be a nightmare.

"Where's Mikey?" Sanzu asked, catching the attention of his fellow members. He did hope that he'd get some praise for this catch. Usually drug dealers had druggie daughters, scraggly, dirty things that had blown out veins and were a sloppy mess.

But not this one.

It hurt when her fingers managed to grip the edge of the door frame, stopping her being hauled any further. Mio's thoughts were all jumbled up, but she had to do something.

"With the ringleader on the roof. Said something about a private conversation," Ran said, lounging on the couch, an expensive suit stained with splatters of blood. He held the lighter up to the end of his cigarette. The unmistakable gasp of a woman drew his violet eyes in their direction. "Who's that?"

Mio pulled with what little strength she had. Maybe... just maybe if she got free... She yelped when a stylish shoe smashed into her hands, causing her to release the frame.

"She must be his daughter or somethin'," Rindou said, following with a muted expression when Sanzu happily dragged her into the middle of the living room. He blocked any escape back to the bedroom.

Ran leaned over her, leering at her body clad only in the silk robe that was around her waist. "Must be his little princess to be wearing such expensive panties to bed." He took a drag from his cigarette, nodding to his younger brother.

"She's for Mikey," Sanzu warned, glaring at the both of them.

"Yes, yes. We hear you."

Mio hated that her voice had been stolen from her. Only raspy breaths passed her parted lips. She had never felt more insignificant, being spoken about like an object rather than a human.

Sanzu gave another warning before stalking off in search of his boss. He was restless, wanting to show Mikey what he'd gotten for him.

"Sit up for me, pretty girl," Ran said, carefully watching for any intent to run. As much as he liked a good chase, dealing with moody Sanzu was too much trouble.

Waiting for this mysterious Mikey to arrive felt like waiting for the executioner. Mio wanted to crumble in on herself, disappear into nothingness, rather than be a present for some crime boss. What could she do? It startled her when the rim of a glass hit her lips.

"It's water. Take a drink."

It soothed her sore throat, her dry mouth. She accepted a few more sips before the glass was set aside. Mio couldn't look at him, afraid of what she'd see in his eyes. The ring on his hand glistened as the light above hit it. "No!" Mio had one last shred of dignity and that was the robe around her body.

Finally, something to work with. Ran shook his head, speaking to her as if she were a child in a tantrum. "Now, now. Just calm down." If she had any idea of what they planned to do with her, having her tits out would be the least of her embarrassment.

"Shut the fuck up," Rindou said, hooking his hands under her armpits and hoisting her up to stand. A tiny thing like her was nothing to him. Pinning her arms behind her back with one hand, Rindou took a fist full of her hair and squeezed, threatening to snap her neck. "Stand still, bitch."

Ah, his younger brother could be so crude. Any girl would resist in this situation. Ran preferred to calm them down, but Rindou's method was quick and effective. She stopped moving, bottom lip quivering as if she'd start to cry again.

Ran brushed her raven hair away from her face, admiring her frightened features. He'd never hear the end of it from Sanzu if they touched her, but it wouldn't hurt to look.

Slowly, he tugged the silk string tied in such a perfect pretty bow. It easily fell open, almost giving him what he wanted. It was as if the robe was teasing him. "Well, he was right," Ran said, brushing the material off her shoulders to disrobe her. "She'll be perfect for Mikey."

Mio hated that lustful gaze, hated being exposed in such a perverse way. These men were disgusting, being so untouchable by the law that they could whatever they pleased without any consequences.

Footsteps down the hallway drew the older Haitani away from her. Ran plopped onto the couch, refraining from touching her soft skin as he desired. He lit another cigarette, waiting to hear the verdict from their leader.

Mikey decided if she left this apartment alive.

Mio had little choice but to look forward, to watch this man appraise her and decide her fate. He wasn't what she imagined. Shorter than his gang members, and his features were haunted. Gray irises devoid of any emotion. The temperature dropped as he entered, sending a chill over her.

"Kakucho reported that all the others have been dealt with. It's a clean sweep," Ran said, typing a short reply on his phone. It was stupid to run from Bonten. The scum should accept their deaths instead of prolonging them.

"Her daddy took a step too far and went-" Sanzu whistled as he curved his index finger in the air to indicate the descent off the roof, "splat on the pavement."

Mikey only half listened to his men, bored with the whole ordeal. These low-level drug runners always tried to get ahead, stepping onto Bonten territory and thinking that they'd get away with it. They were ants beneath his boot, every last one of them.

He'd seen plenty of women, seen their naked bodies and used them to get off. It was of little interest to him. Sanzu constantly thrust them in his direction, saying this one would be special.

Plain. Plain. Boring. Stupid. Irritating.

Nothing that stirred him.

It was unfortunate to be the daughter of a drug runner, and once upon a time, perhaps in a past life, he'd have felt pity for her. Pretty girls were in high demand these days, sold for a good price. Either working in the club or passing her to a select person who paid top dollar... neither mattered to him.

The skin around her eyes was red, but not as dark as the blood stuck to her skin. Petite but had decently sized breasts. Worth more yen than the last three they'd acquired, not a scar on her nor signs of drug use. The kind of girl who would be a trophy to sell.

Ice blue irises.

The color of glaciers.

This girl met his gaze, as if trying to find a part of his soul that was surely dead.

"Do you want to live?"

Even his voice was void of life. Mio couldn't believe a man so absent could be the leader of a gang. There was no weapon in his hand, and yet, she felt that he had her on the edge of death. Though her heart clenched, ready to give out completely...

"Yes."

Not a spark of reaction from the gray eyes staring into her own eyes.

Mikey turned away, moving to the door of the ruined apartment. All he gave was a single nod to his second in command before disappearing from the girl's sight.

"See, I told you that Mikey would like you. Be grateful that the leader of Bonten saw fit to spare you, cutie," Sanzu said, giddily smiling. It was thrilling to be accurate about her. Even if Mikey only enjoyed her once, it was worth it.

Mio was sure it wasn't a good thing. Perhaps she should have chosen to die, at least it would be over. But her heart wouldn't let her give up, not until every last bit of hope was ripped from her body and replaced with despair.

She covered herself with her robe when Rindou released her. The three men were looming over her the whole walk out of the building. Mio was sure that if she did scream once outside, no one would dare give any assistance, and the repercussions would be brutal.

Shuffled into a car. Driven to a new building that towered over the city. No one looked in her direction, making a point to not see her at all. It was how they kept their conscious clean. Mio couldn't blame them.

She was nobody.

The only thing to describe her now was owned.

Owned by Bonten.

Mio shivered, reliving the night's events again and again. The discussion outside the door came to a halt, and the door opened. Someone she hadn't met entered the luxurious room, carry a towel and a change of clothes.

"You have twenty minutes to take a shower. Do it quickly."

He didn't allow her to shut the bathroom. He didn't look away when she took what little clothing she had on off. No expression really showed, but he was simply there for insurance.

The warm water was no solace. Mio stood beneath it, watching the blood and dirt wash from her skin and disappear down the drain. The uncertainty of her future weighed heavily. Her tears mixed with the droplets; arms locked around her waist in a poor attempt to hold herself together.

She was aware of what her purpose would be. The only reason men like these wanted women was for their bodies. Was being a sexual slave worth living? It was a question that she couldn't answer. All her choices were cons.

All that mattered was choosing the one that did the least damage.

But what did the damage matter when all the options would steal everything from her?

The bedroom of pristine condition was traded for a tiny hole in the wall. A place hidden behind a bookshelf, only able to be unlocked by a keypad. A mattress in the corner. One tiny mini fridge with two bottles of water, and a toilet. It wasn't dirty, soiled.

It was simply empty. A place for her to be held while she waited to be called by her owners.

A place where sleep wouldn't visit.

[s4no]

U R P - sanzu haruchiyo ?

[ u ]: underwear - what type of lingerie is his favorite? pink cotton. (more here)

[ r ]: risk factor - does he take risks when it comes to sex? 1000% yes. the riskier the sex, the better. semi-public sex where someone could notice at any moment? beautiful. rawdogging you and then cumming inside? amazing. fucking you with the barrel of his loaded gun? exquisite.

[ p ]: position - what’s his favorite sex position? prone bone. (more here)

nsfw alphabet

[chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter]

Okay, this fic comes from a shared idea with @just-sp-in-inginthevoid (tbh I can't remember how we get there right now, but I remember it was fun).

The point was "What could have happened if everyone knew that Sanzu was Mikey's childhood friend, since Kisaki would probably try to kill him too in that case."

But we all know that trying to kill Sanzu is not a good idea, because he has a katana and doesn't hesitate to kill people for Mikey, so... Jokes on you, Kisaki, the Uno reverse fic was born! (each one of us is going to make our own version of it, someday, at some point and without pressures. I'm sure theirs will be great, so if you like the idea, check it once it's done💜)

I swear at the beginning the idea was funny in my head, because Sanzu's katana always makes me laugh for some weird reason. But then I started to think about in what moment would make sense for Kisaki to try this move and... After Valhalla. So Baji is dead and this is not funny at all because Sanzu is going to be broken (I needed him to be unhinged, I'm so sorry >.< )

(link to ao3, in case someone prefers to read it there)

Look at how my tears ricochet.

(Introduction)

Warnings: The introduction it's kinda hilarious because my first thought about this was to make it crack. But then... Well, Sanzu happened. So the rest of this is going to be mostly angst and hurt/no comfort. I'm trying to put a little bit of hope at the end, but not sure if it will make it. MANGA SPOILERS!

Notes: This is going to be a multichapter (yey, my first one!), stay tunned! Also, it will probably have light MuSan in the next chapters, but since the focus is not there, it's easy to pretend it's platonic. I'm thinking about alternating one chapter from Kisaki's POV, one from Sanzu's POV. But no promises there since I'm still on it.

(English is not my first language, so be nice please 🙈)

Kisaki had a plan.

It was a great plan, perfectly crafted. It took him months to figure out the correct path for becoming Mikey's right hand.

A perfectly crafted plan with a lot of steps in it.

So... How on Earth everything went so wrong and so freaking fast?

Well, actually, Kisaki was smart enought to know the answer.

Sanzu.

The quiet vice-captain who was supposed to be an easy target. Muto's shadow seemed so easy to manipulate... But no, the bastard was a wild card.

Wild was only an understandment.

Sanzu was fucking crazy.

The situation was so bizarre, that the boy with glasses even missed Hanagaki's way of ruining his plans. Of course, he couldn't avoid seeing the irony of this fact.

Kisaki hated the hero and his stupid moral compass. But right now? Oh, right now he would have done anything for having the damn crybaby in front of him. Anyone was better than a maniac with a katana.

[ncjh7]

[anisespice]

“ accidents happen ” || tokyo rev.

cont.

synopsis: in which they discover you had their child and kept it from them all these years later.

pairing: bonten x fem!reader [ mikey, ran, sanzu ]

warnings: mature content ahead. MDI. mature language, crude humor, angst (if you squint really hard), deadbeat!bonten (unintentionally), not proof-read so there may be errors lol and i think that’s it :))

notes: i just want the drama >:) may make more parts, and even extend said headcannons into longer fics in the future, but wanted to post something quick for mother’s day. hope you enjoy!

When you disappeared off the face of the earth, MIKEY had never been the same. One fight. One argument that spiraled out of control, and you were just gone...

He had people looking for you for about a couple years, the trail ran cold after a while and he had half a mind to think you were dead. Up until he got intel of your whereabouts one morning during a meeting.

That man got up and left immediately.

He wasn’t accompanied with any of his men, only because he didn’t want to draw any unwanted attention in the broad daylight. Sure, him wearing a black hood, ball cap, and mask in a park didn’t really help him look inconspicuous but it at least concealed his identity enough for him to blend in. Mikey sat on a bench for a good forty minutes, anxious, making anyone who passed him shiver from his intense aura alone; even birds walked around him. After almost an hour of waiting, he began to feel frustrated. Perhaps, the intel was false. Just as he went to stand, already conjuring up ways to have Sanzu execute the idiot who wasted his time, he heard it.

Your voice. Seizing him, like a siren’s call.

His eyes were alert, darting around until they landed on your figure, spotlighted by the sun, like an angel descending from the heavens. You looked good, healthy. That was good. An array of emotions fought for their turn in Mikey’s heart—Relief, distress, anger, nostalgia. He couldn’t just pick one, especially when it came to you. As he watched from his spot, doing his best to not seem suspicious, he clocked the people you were approaching with excitement, your peppy stride as you waved at, what he presumed, to be mother and daughter.

However, his entire world turned upside down when the little girl extended out her arms towards you, and said “Mama!”

“Hello, my darling.~” You cooed, taking her into your awaiting arms from the woman, embracing the toddler tightly. “Mama missed you so much.”

“Missed you, mama!” was the child’s reply, followed by her giggles.

A bucket of cold water would’ve been better than this. Watching you converse with who he now assumes to be the babysitter, Mikey felt faint. Vision blurring, head pounding, heart clenching. You…you…no. There’s no way. You wouldn’t have moved on…you couldn’t have, not like this, not from him. You loved him, didn’t you? You still love him, didn’t you?

How could you…how could you?

Before he knew it, he started to follow you around. From the park, to the store, all the way back to your apartment. He already phoned some of the executives to start working in on the babysitter, and anyone else in your new found circle for information. He wanted answers. He needed them.

By the time you began fixing dinner, with your daughter laid down for a nap, you receive a knock at your door. Who could that be at this hour?

RAN was chilling outside the rendezvous spot for something the boss and a few other execs were participating in, having a smoke, minding his business, up until he sees a little girl with pigtails wearing a school uniform approaching, standing before him and just…staring. She barely came up to his thighs, could've been no older than seven. She was practically staring into his soul with bright lavender eyes that scarily reminded him of Rin’s when he was that age.

He stared back, head tilted as he blew out the smoke from the corner of his mouth. The hell was a kid doing on this side of town?

Then, after an uncomfortable staring contest, the little girl points at his cigarette. “My ma says those things are bad for you.”

Ran raised a brow, “Does she now?”

“Mmhm! She says it makes people unhappy.”

He offered a thoughtful nod, an amused grin spreading across his face. “Mm. Do I look unhappy?”

The girl looked at Ran for a minute, eyes squinted. Eventually, she shook her head. “No. But, ma also says people who are always unhappy get better at hiding it.”

Ran’s grin faltered. Her unwavering stare started to unnerve him, especially after hearing such a heavy statement come from such a small package.

After a brief moment of silence, he chuckled softly, taking one last drag of his cigarette before flicking it away. He exhaled. “Smart woman.”

The little girl beamed, “Mmhm! My ma knows a lot of stuff.”

“Tsk. But not ‘Stranger Danger’, apparently.”

She tilted her head, curious. “Huh?”

“You shouldn’t be wandering around by yourself, let alone approaching someone you don’t know. ‘s not safe. Especially for nosy little girls who stick their noses in other people’s business. Your ma never taught you that?”

The little girl rolled her eyes, hands on her hips. “Duh. Of course she did. Everyone knows that rule,” she exasperated. Ran snorted, but yielded when she squinted at him, pointing as she sassed. “And I do so know you, so you’re not a stranger.”

This time, Ran couldn’t help the incredulous laugh. “Oh, you know me, huh? That’s not good. ‘m supposed to keep a low profile. Say, you ain’t a cop are you?” He teased, earning another eye roll.

“No. Too small to be a cop, dummy.”

“Oh, pardon me, I didn’t notice. Where do you know me from, then?”

The little girl pointed over to the building..where the executives were having their meeting. She beamed, “Ma’s works in there. On important people days she can’t get me from school, so she tells me to come straight here, and to not talk to the purple man that stands near the building. She says you’re mean.”

Ran smirked, then gave a half-hearted shrug.

“She also says you’re my pa. But, I never believed her. You’re too old.”

Ran’s smirk dropped.

Whether more from the first comment or the last, you decide. But, one thing was for certain: he needed another cigarette.

SANZU cackled watching some guy struggle to round up a couple of rowdy twins at the convenience store. One was knocking shit off the shelves while the other ran circles around the guy. It was what he needed for his bitch of a hangover, a good laugh to distract from the ache in his skull.

However, he wasn’t laughing for long when you came around the corner of the isle, holding a few items with a smile on your face that soon faded once you saw the scene unfolding before you; the pinkette thought he was still tripping balls. Blinking a few times to allow any after effects of the drugs to clear up, when you didn’t disappear he used his long legs to swiftly yeet behind one of the shelves, peering around it like some paranoid stalker. The last time you had spoken, you had threatened to castrate him with your teeth if you ever saw him again.

And he’d be damned if he tried your bluff.

He watched in awe as you straightened those twins up quick. If he didn’t know any better, he would’ve thought they were trained to obey you, and only you. Any other authority be damned. While the guy was putting all the stuff back on the shelves, sweaty and out of breath, you gently reprimanded them for causing trouble. You still made that cute pouty face you always did whenever you were mad at him…

“What did we talk about earlier? Hm? Mr. Satoru was very kind to help mama today, you know. You two promised me you’d be on your best behavior for him.”

Sanzu gagged. This was the rebound you let nut in you? This huffy moron who can’t handle a couple of ankle biters, this was your king? He had half a mind to just gut the guy to put him out of his misery from that pathetic display from earlier, alone. He couldn’t imagine how difficult it must be back home. He remembers when he was that age—Rowdy, reckless, the Antichrist. Adorable, but deadly. God bless that poor bastard’s soul.

Wait…Mister? Not…dad?

The first twin whined, stomping their feet. “He’s too boringggg!”

Come to think of it…if Sanzu squinted…the longer he looked at the little family…he swore the more he saw the resemblance of himself in the tiny gremlins. From the hair, to the eyes, all the way down to the mannerisms…Hang on. When had been the last time you two fucked? Three…no, was it four years ago?

The second twin huffed, pointing at the man. “Yeah! And he’s jus’ being nice so that he can sleep in your bed, mama!”

You flushed, nervously chuckling as you looked around to make sure no one heard. Sanzu ducked behind a bag of chips, now nothing but eyes peeking through the gaps of food on the shelf.

So…that loser’s not the father? Then…could that mean..?

“He’s mama’s boyfriend, remember? He’s allowed to do that. And he’ll be around for a while, so I want you two to be nice, okay?”

“…okay, mama.” They grumbled.

Sanzu almost popped a blood vessel, fist clenched around a bag of Lays and nearly busting it. He chuckled darkly, “Oh. We’ll see about that.”

© 2024-2025 anisespice ッ all rights reserved.

likes, comments & reblogs much appreciated!

[appreciatingtokrev]

i need all of you guys to know that my bajiharu wip is at 15k now and i think (tho i’ve been saying this ever since i was at 7k...) that i’m about halfway through. and i’m still motivated to continue!! still thriving !!

[effetsecndaires]

— 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐫𝐞𝐯 𝐦𝐞𝐧 + 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬.

➺ INCLUDES: wakasa imaushi, haruchiyo sanzu, hanma shuji, shinichiro sano, ran haitani (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. The women on the videos are white-skinned + please do not interact if you are under 18.

➺ NOTE | tokrev version !! again, 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!

➟ WAKASA

Wakasa knows your body like the back of his hand, and he knows it. The look on your face along with those sweet, pathetic little sounds you make as he pounds into you tells him everything he needs to know. He's only been fucking you for a couple minutes and you're already moaning, babbling and begging him to go harder, your tits bouncing with each thrust of his hips.

↳ LINK ↲ [updated!]

➟ SANZU

Sanzu could spend hours playing with your pussy before even thinking of touching you with his cock. He’ll have your back pressed flush against his chest, fingers rubbing your clit in fast, frantic circles, his hard cock poking your lower back as he watches you squirm and whimper for more.

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➟ HANMA

Hanma fucking loves your tits. It doesn't matter what size they are, he'll have his hands and mouth on them every time you ride him, sucking a nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it while his free hand gives equal attention to the other breast, pinching and rolling the sensitive bud between his index finger and thumb.

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➟ SHINICHIRO

Shinichiro loves giving more than receiving, and he’s not afraid of letting things get messy. He’ll greedily lap up your pussy while he fingers you, his index, middle and ring fingers buried deep in your cunt as his cum leaks out in thick loads, trickling down his hand as he pumps it out of you.

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➟ RAN

Ran has fucked you on every flat surface in every room of your shared house, but his favorite place to fuck is the bathroom. He’ll have you laid on the counter, one leg lifted and propped against the sink while he fucks you from behind, your moans echoing off the thin, definitely not soundproof walls. (Bonus point if you're in front of a mirror)

↳ LINK ↲

[kozuwhore]

❛ SPREAD LIKE A BUFFET ?! ❜

ᡴꪫ synopsis ⦂ your beloved has always longed for a family of his own, but has never acted upon it. that was until you suddenly brought it up and caught yourself in many days and nights of overfilled passion.

ᡴꪫ warnings ⦂ breeding kink and fem reader.

ᡴꪫ notes ⦂ this is a repost from my previous account of the same username before it was deleted (it was my first post on the acc too for tokyo rev; the memories :"3)

the moment you said something about having kids around this man is the moment you knew damn well your walking privilege for the next for days (or even weeks) disappeared entirely.

you spoke the golden words he’s always wanted to hear and deliver without any second thought. he can just imagine it now: seeing your swollen breasts growing more everyday, alongside your stomach that carries his child. the idea is intoxicating to him, almost like it was a drug he had to keep using day and night.

he still couldn’t get enough of your folds drip out the fourth load of his cum. he needed to make sure there wasn’t a chance in hell that you wouldn’t be able to carry the dream he’s always wanted to share with you, even if it includes getting a plug to keep every single drop inside of you day and night.

after all, what kind of person would he be if he weren’t to serve the wishes of his beloved and the cravings he’s been imagining for such a long time?

⎯⎯ ୨ CHIFUYU MATSUNO, TAKASHI MITSUYA, KEN RYUGUJI, MANJIRO SANO, SHUJI HANMA, HARUCHIYO SANZU & THE HAITANI BROTHERS.

[vixensbrainrotts]

TR men reacting to little kids wooing you

Content: reactions

Tropes: established relationship

Warnings: none (lmk if im wrong)

Summary: A little boy, perhaps four or five of age comes waddling over to you two whilst you're out on a date together and offers you a flower, confessing his spontaneous love for you. How does your man react to that?

Vixen’s two cents: hi! This has been sitting in my drafts forever so i need to get it out cause it’s collecting cobwebs. It’s sort of a random idea but whatever, i found it entertaining. Also im editing this in the car and its giving me a stroke why is the road so fucking uneven? If you have any ideas for me to write please please please my requests ans messages are open! Yeah, let me know if there are any other characters that fit those types and enjoy!

(Takemichi, Chifuyu, Souya, Hakkai, Shinichiro, Sanzu (I don’t care what anyone says. Shy Sanzu is forever on my agenda), Inui)

Nearly deceased type, it took him so long to get you. How HOW is this little ass kid wooing you better than he could ever dream of? What the actual fuck was happening? He couldn’t believe his eyes when that actual toddler came up to you with a flower, the stem freshly plucked, and a glimmer in the kid‘s hopeful eyes. The boy had almost serenaded you the way he sang praises to you: „excuse me miss, you’re really pretty! Would you accept my flower please?“. And what was even more unbelievable, was when you giggled and accepted the flower giddily. Then the little boy crossed the line: „can I have a kiss in return Miss?“. And you did. You pecked the cheek of the boy meek two minutes after meeting him! Unbelievable! It took him 3 dates to even hold your hand. Outrizzed by a five year old.

(Nahoya, Mikey, Baji)

Ready to fight the kid. He's deadass about it too, rolling up his sleeves and cracking his knuckels and snapping the kinks in his neck, looking menacingly at that poor little boy. He doesn't care that this may be the kid's first crush, he'll crush him in return. You were his damnit and he was gonna prove it to anyone who tried him. Kids included. When you pull at his arm though, prompting him to calm down, he stops a little. What do you mean you dont want him to establish his dominance? He's genuinely stumped and just kinda stares at you for a second, watching you intensely as you lean down to the boy, whispering something in his little ear and taking the flower from him. The boy giggles at you, his former horror dissipated, instead replaced with a furious blush that spread all the way down his neck and up his ears. He blew you a kiss before skipping away, giddily going back to whatever he was doing beforehand. Your boyfriend turns you around by the shoulders immediately and gives you a harmless glare. “What the fuck was that about?” But he doesn’t get a response, as you just wrap your arms around him and laugh. “You’re so cute when you’re jealous!” Well… that wasnt the answer he was looking for but he’ll take it.

(Ran, Shion, Draken, Benkei, Wakasa)

Sitting back and watching the show. He finds the little kids advances hilarious and will gladly watch the little shrimp try to win you over whilst you’re trying your hardest not to burst out laughing. “So sweets, how old are you anyway?” The boy asks you with a smirk on his face. “Too old for you.” You answer incredulously, just about ready to cry from laughter. “No no no baby, no one has to know! It can just be between the two of us and that’s fineeee!” He draws out the syllables and leans one elbow on table you and your boyfriend are sitting at. Your boyfriend all the while has probably pulled out a phone, discreetly filming the whole thing whilst leaning back and hiding his tears. You shoot both boys an amused look and then answer the awaiting kid. “Come back to me in a few years and maybe we can arrange something, yeah?” The little kids eyes widen as he looks at you with a determined smile. “Yes! You won’t regret it! And I’ll beat up your wannabe boyfie over here once I’m strong enough too!” He exclaims and runs off leaving you howling in laughter and your boyfriend, who is suddenly enraged by a child, fumes silently, sending daggers across the room. “Relax baby.” You reach a hand over the table to hold his, wiping the tears from your eyes. “Don’t touch me.” He hisses and puts the phone down, crossing his arms in fake offense.

(Hanma, Kokonoi, Izana, Rindou)

The false hope typa guy. In this case, the boy made the mistake of coming up to HIM and innocently asking for your name. “Why, you like what you see?” Your boyfriend uses language much too mature for the little kid, but he gets a timid response of “yeah, she’s real pretty..” nevertheless. Your boyfriend chuckles and pats him on the shoulder. “I say go for it, I’m sure you’ve got a chance with her!” The little boy has wide eyes and an open mouth “Really? You sure she doesn’t have some super big ‘n scary boyfriend?” He has to suppress laughter when he answers. “I’m sure she doesn’t, go talk to her, ask her for her name and tell her that I said hi too.” And with that, he’s sent the kid on his way. Your boyfriend watches him shyly go up to you and pat your leg slightly to get your attention. He watches you smile down at the little boy and talk to him, your eyes widening and laughing when you exchange a few words with the kid. When he sees fit, he comes stalking over to the two of you and wraps his arm around your waist and smirks at the kid. “Hey there.” You greet your boyfriend and turn to look at him. “Have you met—“ he guesses that you’re about to introduce him to the little boy but he doesn’t care to listen, and leans down to shush your lips with a long, over-the-top kiss, even going as far as to cracking one eye open to look at the little boys horrified face before finally pulling away. You’re a little dazed and very confused when you look down and find your little admirer gone. You throw your boyfriend an accusing look but he only raises his hands in surrender, claiming innocent with a smug smile on his face.

[burntmarshmallowchishiya]

Bonten! Sanzu x Fem Y/N Smut Visual

here's the smut visual for Bontens mad dog. also still waiting for a s4 announcement :( i wanna see those suits animated!

Also if these links don't work on your phone u may need to have a twitter account or use a laptop/computer

Warning: choking, fingering, smoking, toy, some slapping, overstimulation and lingerie

Angry sex w/him

giving sanzu a blow job as he is ✌️ you

f*cking yourself on his c*ck as he is busy smoking

overstimulating you with a toy

sir kink with sanzu

how he would eat you out

face-f*cking

when he says "balls deep" he MEANS it

when your dressed pretty for him when he's back from Bonten

return to the masterlist

[ownedbybonten]

♥ Chapter 2 || Mikey's Decision

♥ Series Warnings: Dark Content; Non-Con; Dub-Con; Kidnapping; Slave Training; Sexual Content

♥ Chapter Warnings: smut; fingering; humiliation; partial gangbang; sadism;

♥ wc: 2.2k

♥ a.n: you will not convince me that Koko doesn't still have a piece of his heart in there somewhere. Who are you most excited to see with Mio? The bonten trio is going to take some work in this next chapter

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3

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The elevator hummed, the only sound filling the small space. Kokonoi leaned back against the silver wall. The girl hadn't spoken to him since he'd arrived to collect her from her cage. She hadn't done anything except what he'd told her. Even without her words, he sensed the fear plaguing her.

It was natural.

Kokonoi hadn't been present at the raid the previous night, and only learned this morning that Sanzu had collected a so-called prize. He wasn't fond of these women, usually. Either they were drug addicted, costing Bonten money in order to feed their itch, or they were blubbering messes, which was a turn off for him.

Mio was an unusual sight. An attractive young woman, clearly well cared for and pampered. Dressed in white lingerie that accentuated her body well. If he didn't know any better, he'd think she was a high-end call girl.

Except for the fact that she was cowering in the corner furthest away from him.

He'd thrown his heart away long ago to survive in this dark world. But Kokonoi surprised himself with his desire to give her a little advice. "You should make yourself wet."

Mio was startled at his words. She only dropped her gaze to the floor, teeth sinking hard into her bottom lip to stop the sob from escaping. She'd had all night to imagine what kind of things they would do to her, but no nightmare could instill such terror into her body. "How?"

"Haven't you masturbated before?"

This conversation was not normal. Mio didn't want to tell some stranger about her sexual experience. Knowing what was coming made her answer. "With a vibrator-"

Shit. "Are you a virgin?" Her reply to this one wasn't important. In a few minutes, virgin or not, it would be rough. Other than prostitutes, no girl was prepared for this.

"No-"

He sighed, running his hand through his white hair. It was stupid. If anyone learned that he'd touched her before Mikey, then he'd get the shit beat out of him. "Do you want me to help you?" Risking his own ass for some girl that wouldn't be around long wasn't rational, but she was so different from the others that had once been in her place.

No, Mio wanted to reply. She didn't want any of this to happen, but she also had a strong desire to live. The elevator was climbing up so quickly, nearing the top floor of the luxurious building. Her stomach turned. Anxiety flooding her body. She had to make a decision, and with what little information she had about these gang members...

She thought that Kokonoi was being genuine. He had no reason to ask. Despite whatever hierarchy Bonten had, Mio had little chance to resist. Her head bobbed, voice soft as a wisp, "Yes."

Kokonoi had nearly expected her to say no. Clearly, she had some understanding of what they were going to do with her. He pushed the emergency stop, bringing the elevator to a halt. "Come here, then."

This was the first time Mio actually looked at the executive. Unlike the three who she'd met the previous night, he didn't seem to be entertained by the situation. She'd never imagined that the biggest criminal organization in Japan was led by a group of unbelievably attractive men, but their looks were very deceiving.

They were powerful, untouchable, and did whatever they pleased with no consequences.

She'd little doubt that though Kokonoi was offering to help her in this way, that he'd also be partaking when the time came. Mio would cease to exist, completely disappear from society to be locked away here. With no repercussions, they'd indulge in whatever fucked up kinks that turned them on.

"We don't have a lot of time," Kokonoi said, snapping her out of her daze. He'd gotten a glimpse of her ice-blue eyes. She really was too pretty to be in this position. But he turned her around when she finally crossed the small space to him, her back flush with his chest.

"Just... close your eyes and think about whatever makes you hot." He wasn't sure that she could put herself in that state of mind, but he had experienced that after some stimulation, a woman could get wet, even if she wasn't trying. It was her body's reaction, not her mind.

Mio had little idea what would do that. Her experience in sex was limited, having only had two boyfriends and everything was extremely vanilla. At this moment, Mio wished that she had perused porn at least once to have some image in her head.

Instead, her focus was on Kokonoi's touch. His hand slipped past the band of her white panties, index finger easily finding her clit to rub. Mio couldn't conjure up an image, but the gentle circles that he made were making her dizzy.

The sweet little moan that passed her lips was almost too much.

Shit, they were going to break her hard. Leave it to the Haitani brothers or Sanzu... even Takeomi would be enough. Although not a virgin, she was untainted enough to make corrupting her mind and body a fun game for the others.

"That's it," Kokonoi said, able to slide his fingers into her folds much easier. He gathered her slickness, lubricating as best he could before pushing a finger into her.

Mio shifted, pressing back against his chest as she allowed him easier access by opening her legs further. His voice was deep, breath tickling the shell of her ear. She tried not to think, only feel. A second finger added to her core, pushing at a quick but not rough pace. "Ah-"

It hadn't been his intention to make her cum, just get her wet enough to take Mikey without any other prep. But her cute, hushed mewls encouraged him to continue. It wasn't as though she wouldn't have any orgasms, as he knew Ran in particular liked to overstimulate. Kokonoi thought it a kindness to give her this, an orgasm that was gentle and pleasurable without any pain.

The elevator began to move again, Mio still gaining her grounding in reality. Was it disgusting that she liked it? She had no time to mull over her moral dilemma as the ding signaling their arrival to the top floor. She followed Kokonoi into the hallway. "Um-"

His gaze flickering back to her prompted her to continue.

"What's... um- going to-"

"Do you really wanna know?"

No. No sane person would want to hear about how they were going to be abused... how many men were going to fuck her.

"Yes..."

"Mikey is going to go first. Whether he likes you or not will decide what happens next." He shouldn't tell her, but she wasn't the same as the other girls. Knowing wouldn't change a thing, though. "I've never been present for a girl he likes."

Mikey was picky about women. He almost never fucked the same women twice. Kokonoi wasn't sure what it was that Mikey was searching for.

First. First. The word echoed in her mind. Once the boss had finished with her, then the others would have her too? That had been one of the many scenarios that had plagued her while she'd waited in that small room. "Th-" Mio's vision blurred. "Then?"

Kokonoi sighed. The girl was petite, very pretty, and frightened. A perfect storm for his sadistic coworkers. "Mikey will determine the rest. It'd be best not to think." Reaching the doors of the penthouse, he took the rope from his pocket, using it to tie her wrists together behind her back.

"Do whatever it takes not to cry. Mikey hates criers. Save it for when you're alone." That's all the advice he could give her. Nothing could really prepare her for what was about to happen.

Inside, everyone was gathered around in the lounge.

"See? She's really pretty now that the blood and dirt is gone," Sanzu said, grinning at her as Kokonoi guided her to the center of the room.

Appraisal.

Mikey is quiet, simply watching. He nods toward the empty glass table. There would be nowhere for her to hide, completely exposed and surrounded by hungry men. Resting his chin on his palm, the leader of Bonten was bored.

"Bend over." Kokonoi pushed her torso over the table and tugged her panties down to her knees before stepping away to take a seat in the only empty chair.

"Get used to that position, cutie," Sanzu teased.

No one else spoke when Mikey stood up. Mio was sure that he could hear her heart beating wildly. It was all she could do to keep breathing. All eyes were trained on her, differing expressions of each of their features. Even Kokonoi, who'd been nice on the walk here, was watching, looking at her exposed body positioned to be fucked by their leader.

Mikey didn't speak. The only warning she got was the tip of his cock rubbing against her wet cunt once before pushing into her. A soft whimper left her lips. Mio was grateful for Kokonoi's help in the elevator, as she was certain that this would've been painful otherwise.

He settled his hands on the meat of her hips, tugging her back in time with his thrusts. Sex was sex. All pussy felt the same to him. This was simply a ceremony. He'd get himself off and then pass her on to be ravaged by his men. They never lasted long.

Gray irises fell down to her body, following the scattered freckles littered down her slender back. Aside from her occasional soft moan, barely a whisper of sound, and the sound of bare skin slapping together, the room was silent. Mikey absently wondered what her face looked like, to be so quiet while everyone watched him fuck her.

Women bored him. They were good for stuffing his cock into, but their company was tiresome. If they were hired girls, they were clingy, shrill voices grating as they giggled and tried their hardest to please him. Then there was the collateral girls. Sobbing and begging. Fighting until one of the others broke her, either mentally or physically.

Sometimes both.

All women were so bothersome.

The quiver of her legs drew his attention down. His head cocked to the side, never letting up from thrusting hard into her pussy. Her walls clenched around him, signaling her orgasm. Mikey's gaze flickered to the others, noting that no comments were made.

She hadn't made a sound to indicate her pleasure.

He quickened his movements, releasing his cum into her. Mikey couldn't remember the faces or names of any of the girls that he'd done this same act to. He did, however, have vivid memories of their raspy voices.

Begging him not to cum inside.

Tears streaming down their cheeks and pretending that they liked it.

Mikey pulled up his pants, fixing himself before sitting back down in his chair. He watched without a word, his cum seeping out of her hole and down her legs, mixed with her own juices. Interesting.

"You're now property of Bonten."

Would she cry now?

He usually left the speech to Sanzu, or someone else. Mikey wanted to see how she'd react. His voice the one that she would remember. Sentencing her to being less than human. An object for their pleasure.

"Try to leave, and you die. Disobey and you'll be punished. You don't have the right to say no to anyone in this room."

Mikey let the words hang in the air, and yet, no reaction came from the girl bound and humiliated on the table. He was almost... disappointed. A spark of interest was all it took. "I want her back here tomorrow, before noon, without any damage. Until then, do what you want."

Any surprise that the executives had was overshadowed by permission to have her. Mio wasn't sure who grabbed her first, but she was suddenly seated on someone's lap, white bra ripped away to fully expose her body.

"No need to hold back that pretty voice. We'll be sure to make you feel as good as you make us feel, okay?" It was Ran who'd managed to get her in his arms. For Mikey to want her a second time, she had to be a good fuck. His cock twitched at the thought of her stuffing her pretty little cunt.

Mio squeaked when his fingers pinched her nipples, surrounded by powerful men hungry to devour her. Her gaze lifted to find Rindou and Sanzu in front of her. The latter tugged her panties off, tossing them away.

"Won't be needin' them, cutie," He said, grinning at their new prize. The buzz of adrenaline from watching her be broken in by their leader still alighted his body. He and Rindou each caught a leg, prying her legs open wide.

 "Look at that, still leaking Mikey's cum, huh? Is this little cunt ready for more cock?"

[chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter]

Sanzu: I am so horny and angry all the time.

Sanzu: Look, do I consider myself attractive? Yes. But would I have sex with my clone? Also yes.

(this are two for one but holy molly they are funnier together xD)

[matriarchjojo]

" HOT MODEL SEX. " | BONTEN VERSION

starring! : mikey, sanzu, ran, rindō, kakucho, koko, takeomi

warnings! : 18+, actual corruption, reader smokes, petnames (good girl), drunk sex, anal sex, oral, really long

a/n! : This is an alternative to the first model!reader fic, this time with bonten (there's also gonna be a part two of this one)

The guys did a lot of things

Drugs, murder, theft, gambling, more drugs and

Going to fashion shows.

It's mostly just to wind down and be social..plus the men are fashionable, it's just a thing that comes with being born in Tokyo. It became a ritual, whenever one of their favorite designers did a show and there was nothing important to do that other people couldn't do, they would check it out.

They'd sit in the front while photographers huddled the very front of the stage.

The haitanis and koko enjoyed these shows the most, especially the Versace, dior and dolce shows. Before every show started, they'd look through the small brochure they'd give out, showing the clothes and, of course, the models.

There was this one beautiful, gorgeous, sexy, elegant, fierce model that caught their eye everytime. They've seen her already many, many times, and that model was you.

Your legs, your walk, your hips, and your face. Your very presence made these cold men feel something again, admiration.

Sanzu was high as fuck at all the shows, having just done a few lines in the bathroom but no matter how dazed he was, he'd always took notice of you..being high made you somehow even more ethereal. You looked like an angel, like a holy vision.

"Oh..she's here again," Ran mentioned, reading the brochure, staring at the picture and tilting the thin pages to show his brother, rin immediately smiled before taking a drag of his cigarette.

The anticipation of you arriving on the runway was like foreplay, but when you appeared in skimpy clothes, showing off that sexy body of yours, walking with purpose and confidence made these men horny. Even mikey, he just liked that menacing aura around you, especially when you wore that heavy smokey cat eye that made your eyes look like daggers, ready to kill.

The men would notice the looks you'd give them, and only them. Sometimes, even sly and sexy smirks when you wouldn't be dead focused on the way in front of you. You recognized the men, of course you did. It's hard not to notice them. They were admittedly flashy and attractive men. You had no idea what horrible and dangerous men they actually were, though..

One fateful after party with your co worker's and fellow models, drinking champagne in a tight black mini dress, you spotted the men from the show at a table, smoking and drinking. Eyes set on you.

With your mind a little buzzed and feeling extra sexy, you thought you might excuse yourself and go outside for a smoke, but not before walking past their table and smiling at the two lilac haired men.

You were standing outside on your Louboutins, feeling the cold night air hit your hot skin. You heard the door open and sure enough..

It was the two men.

they were walking right up to you. as you put your cig between your glossy lips, they both held up lighters next to you. You eyed them up and felt a shiver up your spine. You smirked and leaned forward to let one of them light your cigarette.

"The show was fabulous tonight.." the taller one said before holding out his hand. "Ran." He introduced. "Rindou," the other followed.

A smirk crept up on your lips again before blowing smoke out of your lungs and you continued to tell the men your own name

"We know." Rindou said, with his hand and cigarette covering his mouth.

Not long after the little meeting, you went back inside and met the other men since the brothers invited you to the table.

As you all talked, you felt how the white hot stares of the men made you sweat and feel their lust radiating. You felt high, exchanging lustful looks with each of the men..

Koko was particularly interesting to you, the way he carried himself and his slightly feminine demeanor made you attracted to him.

Kakucho had that boyish and shy charm to him, takeomi was a hot older man and sanzu seemed like he'd be a crazy fuck.

You'd die to get tag teamed by the brothers.

Mikey had that mysterious and melancholic aura to him.

They were all sexy and you'd let yourself get whored out by them. You'd definitely meet these men again..

Luckily, the brothers gave you their numbers, saying, "Come by our Penthouse sometime, yeah?" Making you smile as you saw they already gave you the address. "We'll see.." you said teasingly before getting up and walking back to your friends.

One of your friends and Japanese model, sachiko, came up to you with a concerned look on her face. "Did you just talk with those men?" She asked, flipping her long black and shiny hair back.

"Yeah, why?" You asked with a raised eyebrow

She softly grabbed you by the shoulder, turning you around so the men were out of sight. "You don't know who they are?" She whispered, you shook your head and let out a quick laugh, "No, but I'm trying to" you responded, jokingly.

"You should stay away from them, I'm telling you..they're dangerous."

You just laughed again, thinking she was joking, or trying to get you away from some kind of players. but she didn't seem to smile or change her worried look. She was serious.

"I'll be careful." You smiled. Trying to calm her.

Sachiko let go of your shoulder. She didn't look like your words calmed her, but she knew you're an adult woman and could take care of yourself..

She couldn't do more than warn you and hope you listen to her words.

A week afterwards, all the shows were done and you found the little note from the hot guys.

You were just done showering and took your phone out, it was 20:30.

You don't have anything to do right now, and you don't wanna sleep yet, so..

Maybe you'll be a little bitch and just show up without a warning..but no, for the first actual meeting you should call beforehand.

You picked up your phone and typed the number in. For the first time in years, you felt nervous to call someone..you felt like you were 14 again and you're about to call your high-school crush. It felt nice to feel like that again, but your hands were slightly shaking when you heard the phone ringing, waiting for someone to pick it up. Your heart raced and your body tensed up

"..yeah?" rindou picked up, and he sounded out of breath and his voice echoed

"Rindou, right?" You confirmed, and he went quiet for a second before he sensually chuckled

"Y'know, in Japan, if you don't know someone that well, you use their last name.." he smugly corrected you

You grinned. "Right, I'm sorry, Mr.Haitani." he went quiet again before-

"Good girl,"

Your body tensed up, and your blood ran hot. "How come you're calling so late?"

"You mentioned that you and your brother owned a club, I just wanted to know which one it was"

Not long after that call you dried your hair, did your makeup and picked out a sexy I.am.gia black mini dress with some miumiu heels. you grabbed your dior saddle bag and put on your jewlery as you adored yourself in the mirror, striked poses and kissed the mirror before you grabbed your keys and happily went out.

you hailed a cab and told the taxi driver to drive you to roppongi at the haitani club, the man then side eyed you and asked what a woman like you wanted at a club like that, you just laughed and didnt answer.

truly you didnt wanna know why every person was so on the fence about these people, you just wanted to have fun and maybe get some dick.

once the man dropped you off, you thanked him and handed him the money, as you stepped out he said "hey, be careful." before he drove off again.

as you set your eyes on the club, the building was gigantic, booming with music and bright flurescent purple lights. there was a line of people in front of the entrance. You did not have the nerve to wait THAT long to get into a club you didn't even know was worth the hassle.

but thankfully, a man with a lilac mullet and a cig in his mouth stepped out of the vip entrance. It was rindou. your eyes met, and his immediately widened as he choked on his cigarette smoke. He waved you over to him, and you skipped to him on your pretty heels, clacking against the smooth concrete.

he hugged you as a greeting and you smiled

"You.." he chuckled, slightly embarrassed biting his bottom lip."You look amazing." he complimented, eying you up and down as if he was ready to just pull you into the club and eat you up

..or out.

he looked at the bouncer and grabbed your hand. "She's with us," he mentioned, to which he nodded. "Yes, sir"

rin motioned his head for you to head inside with a playful smirk while he kept holding your hand.

the music inside was even louder than you expected, the second you looked around you saw multiple hot people dancing, drinking and making out.

rin led you to a glass staircase with a tall man standing in front of it, but he stepped aside as soon as rindou walked up to him. you looked at rin. Obviously, he's one of the owners. Of course, he's gonna be let through. the two of you reached the top of the staircase and saw couches with glass tables in front of them

people were also drinking, and women were dancing, but some people were also doing cocaine. rindou just put his hand on your shoulder as you approached the table where his brother was sitting. he stood up when he saw you to hug you. "heyy, god, you look gorgeous.." he said with both his hands on your hips. "Come sit with us." You did as he asked and sat down on the white couch, crossing your legs.

rindou sat down next to you just like his brother, so now you were sandwiched between two hot men in business suits that wore beautiful smelling perfume. "whatdya wanna drink?" the younger brother asked, showing you the drink menu.

you ordered some rosé and the two just ordered the same. once the three of you were a little tipsy, you got handsy, and both of the brothers had their hands on either your lower back or thighs, close to being under your mini dress.

you also kissed them multiple times with tongue, rindou took the bottle and held it to your mouth, letting you drink, watching some of the alcohol spill from your mouth down between the valley of your tits. you giggled and kissed him afterwards. He softly groaned into the kiss as you suddenly felt rans lips against your neck, sucking harshly, trying to get your attention again. you looked back at him with a smile, he was pouting "dont forget about mee" he complained playfully before grabbing your hot and flushed face to press his wet lips against your own, immediately sliding his tongue into your mouth, seeking your own. rindou rolled his eyes. " You've been hoarding her all for yourself the whole time." ran, broke the kiss, and looked at you, "then let's just ask her who she wants to go home with"

you bit your bottom lip and swiped some of your hair from your face. "dont be mad if i ask this.." You began, and the brothers just stared at you in expectation as their ringed hands grabbed at your soft thighs, feeling burning cold against your hot skin. "Can i go with both of you?" their eyes widened, they didnt expect you to ask that, but they weren't mad, far from it, actually.

"i mean, we've never actually shared a girl before, but.." ran began and kissed behind your ear. "we'll be happy to have you being our first..right, rin?" he asked his brother, to which his hand turned your head to look at him. "i don't mind that.." he said softly against your glossy lips before kissing you.

the three of you stumbled out of the club and the flashing lights of cameras suddenly blinded you, you rolled your eyes as they yelled your name, you had no idea how the fuck the stalkerrazzi even found you. "You're so populaaar," ran drunkenly hummed, just continuing to drag you along. you just rolled your eyes again, shielding your eyes from the lights. There's nothing you hated more than these fuckers..

suddenly, in your drunken mind you had an idea that you were probably gonna regret in the morning.

so you just suddenly grabbed rin by his tie to aggressively make out with him as your other hand grabbed at rans crotch, you love to shock the paparazzi, you know they wont leave you alone, so you can at least make them uncomfortable while you tongue fuck this hot and apperantly controversial guy and grabbing the cock of an also controversial man

you broke the kiss and looked back at the cameras, holding your middle finger up with a big smile, putting on your dior shades, rin just stuck out his tongue as his brother did the same,

ran dragged you back to their black Bentley, you then pulled both of the men into the back of the car, the flashing lights following you to the car and you just sat yourself down into ran's lap as you kept kissing rindou, swinging one of your legs across his lap. the driver hesitantly asked. "..wh-where to, sir?" rin tore himself away from your enchanting lips "home."

you bareley remember the drive home, all you remember was having rins cock on your mouth and rans slim but long fingers in your wet cunt. And you remember when you two were in their bedroom you were completely naked except for your heels, getting pounded in the ass and having another hard cock in your throat, ran was in the front and rindou was in the back, you whimpered and whined as you felt their long and hot cocks filling you to the brim, you faintly heard their heavy breathing and little compliments that made you drool on rans cock even more.

"You're so good- so fucking good," ran huffed before letting out a gutteral moan, moving his hips into your face, looking down at you with his hand softly settled in your beautiful hair.

"Her fucking ass is so tight-" rindou groaned lowly before giving you a firm smack on the ass, while his other hand held your hips in a tight grip. "You've never done anal before, did you?" He asked, out of breath.

Ran pulled his dick out of your glossy mouth for you to answer, but your hand kept stroking him "no.." you paused to moan but it feels fucking good.." you mewled, biting your bottom lip, smearing your lip liner even more.

Rindou grinned down at you and huffed out a small chuckle "I can tell, baby" he said "can feel how wet your pussy is" he said before continuing to pound into you

Ran smiled down at you and took your hand "your pussy needs some attention too, huh?" He smacked his lips as if he was pitying you "my selfish brother completely ignored your pretty clit.." Ran helped you up and rindou immediately took your arms into his rough hands, his cold metal rings burning your scorching hot skin.

The older brother got in front of you to lift your leg and put it around his waist, aligning his cock with your pussy.

You thought you'd finally get to cum soon but then he slid the tip of his cock through your wet cunt and circle your clit with it "your gasps when it hits your clit are so cute" he teased.

You bit your lip even harder, not even caring if you're gonna bruise it or draw blood. You just wanted his cock, you never wanted anything more.

"Please ran--" "ah-ah" rindou interrupted you. "Remember what I told you about formality?" You let out a frustrated moan, throwing your head back feeling rindous fat cock breaking you in, almost feeling him in your guts. "Please, Mr.Haitani..fuck me stupid, sir"

That was all you remember when you woke up in-between the two gorgeous men, their arms over you under the soft blanket. As comfortable as you were, you had a splitting headache and aching legs. you planned on getting up but you saw your phone light up on the bedside table behind rindou, you reached over him carefully to not wake him.

Once you read the messages you almost jumped up and screamed in anger and embarrassment.

Last night events with the paparazzi went viral and everyone was texting you about it, your friends were just cheering for you but the news sites were shocked about the "alleged mob members hanging out with supermodel"

Alleged mob members??

You looked at the sleeping men next to you and froze up, it felt like time stopped. You sat there for ten minutes before continuing to read the articles your friends sent you, you looked so fucked up in those pictures, still hot but...fucked up.

Surprisingly, you didn't care that much about them being part of a criminal organization, you were just shocked that no one told you up front.

You carefully got up, put on your bra and panties before getting out of the room to get yourself a glass of water to sober up a bit, then raid their bathroom cabinet for some painkillers.

Your arms, thighs and ass hurt like hell. You got to the kitchen and immediately filled a glass with water, you chugged it down and filled it up again.

As you drank your second glass you heard footsteps, probably woke one of them up as you climbed over them.

You suddenly choked on your water when three of the other guys you met walked around the corner, seeing you almost naked, messy hair and messed up makeup. It was koko, takeomi and kakucho.

They stopped in their tracks, trying and failing not to look you up and down

"Fuck- sorry I didn't know- I thought this was the brothers' place" you tried to explain, wiping the spilled water from your chin

Kakucho looked down at the floor while shaking his head "don't apologize, we're sorry we didn't know you were still here.."

"Still here?" You asked, placing the glass down on the white marble counter

Takeomi chuckled. "You guys weren't exactly quiet.." kakucho awkwardly coughed. He was so cute..you'd suck him off right here, even with your sore throat. "uh..do you want some painkillers?" Kaku asked politely, still making eye contact with the floor.

You smiled "yes, thank you.." kakucho nodded and walked away, he expected you to wait there for him to come back but you followed him, you noticed his eyes quickly flicking yo you every now and then.

You leaned against the sink once you two reached the bathroom, your hips right next to his face, you looked down at him and he looked up at you after he tried to find some painkillers, he tried to look back down but you kept his head up by his chin, making him gulp heavily and keep his eyes fixed on you this time

He was immediately hard and he didn't know why, nothing happened..yet.

But It didn't take long, or many words

For him to have your cunt on his mouth and your gorgeous legs on his shoulders, he didn't seem like it, but the way he was moving his tongue now made up for the little words you exchanged, and before you knew it you were cumming in a shaking frenzy, moaning and biting your fingers to keep quiet. Your fingers in his pretty and smooth ebony hair, feeling his heavy breath on your mound while grinding back on his face.

Once you came back, you were wobbly on your legs, but held onto kakus strong arm for leverage. You leaned over to him "maybe next time we'll have more time to do more" you whispered before kissing his cheek.

You turned the corner and more men were there. The brothers, sanzu and mikey..

"There's the one that got away" Ran said taking a drag of his cigarette while rindou just looked you up and down while drinking some type of alcohol, in the morning.

His eyes told you that he was ready to go for another 4 rounds.

Sanzu stared at you intensely before speaking up "next time you guys hold a whole ass concert, I better be invited" rindou furrowed his eyebrows, looking like he was ready to vomit

"In your dreams, coke-head" Ran responded, reading the newspaper with crossed legs

You chuckled and sexily turned on your heels to walk back into the brothers' bedroom to get your clothes before heading back out, "let's party sometime again, huh?" You smiled, looking at the brothers, then sanzu..you don't know why but he seemed like fun to party with.

And lucky you, he stood up and walked after you, "let me drive you, it's pretty cold out and..you're not dressed for the weather" you chuckled and rolled your eyes "lead the way then.."

Surprisingly he didn't try to hit on you, the drive home..which disappointed you a bit. But when you saw your hotel you grabbed his shoulder and said "you can stop here" the pink haired man stopped his luxury car and got out before you to open your car door, what a gentleman.

"Ugh, you know what's crazy?" You asked him to which he grinned and tilted his head "what?"

"I'm already ready to party again.." you giggled to which he got a smug grin on his face "that's because those two snobs don't know shit about partying right."

You turned your head to him and smiled curiously "and you do?" He nodded and reached into his pocket, giving you a card with his number

"Call me when you're ready to party for real" you took the card with your index and middle finger, you grinned getting closer to him and give him a soft kiss on the cheek.

[evergone]

Sleepless

Rindou Haitani x Reader

Warnings: 18+ content (allusions to sex), swearing

Description: The reader can't sleep because the Tenjiku members are being far too loud.

You had tried so hard all night not to disturb your boyfriend and his friends as they celebrated their recent successes in your lounge room, but as your eyes fluttered open for the fifth time that night, you knew you had to go and ask them to be just a tad quieter. Of course, you felt terrible because Rindou was being so considerate already. You couldn’t even hear the crappy rap music they were playing, just the echo of the bass through the walls, and both of the times that you were woken up by their chatter you heard Rindou frantically scrambling to hush them.

With a yawn and a small stretch, you pulled your throw blanket over your shoulders and shuffled across the carpet until you found your ugg boots in the complete and utter darkness. After a pained “fuck” slipped past your lips as you hit your knee on the edge of your bedframe, you slowly opened the door and stepped out into the lounge room.

It wouldn’t have taken more than a second before the boys noticed your meek, sleep-deprived frame cringing at the power of the lights while your eyes took their time to adjust. Most of them were strung out across the three grey couches in front of the television which was tuned into an MMA fight on mute, while the younger members (that Kisaki kid, his friend Hanma, Kokonoi, and Sanzu) were awkwardly sitting around the dining table behind them. Madarame offered you a short wave to which you responded with a tired frown, then you finally caught sight of Rindou sitting in the corner of the middle couch with his hand outstretched towards you.

“Rinnie…” You whined as you made your way into his lap with his arm lazily draped over your waist. Ran, your brother-in-law for all intents and purposes, snickered at the nickname, and the tone of your voice which was laden with exhaustion.

“Sorry, did we wake you up?” Rindou asked quietly, and then turned to the rest of the group, “I told these fuckwits to keep it down.”

Rindou wasn’t ignorant of the fact that you were wearing nothing but his shirt as pyjamas, and he knew well from the night’s earlier — and more private — events that your underwear were the barely-there kind. So, he was cautious to make sure that one of his hands was sitting firmly under your bum at all times, holding the shirt against your skin.

“If you guys stayed quiet I would’ve made you pancakes for breakfast as thanks,” you teased. Mocchi’s shoulders tensed in clear disappointment at your words. While all of them were fond of your cooking, Mocchi was always the biggest eater.

You pressed your lips against Rindou’s neck while they continued their discussion. His voice vibrated into each kiss you bestowed upon his neck and collarbone with a kind of intimacy that made you feel as though you were melting into one another. After a while of this, you began to doze off, your mind stuck in the in-between state of being oddly aware of everything around you, but not quite awake.

Rindou took one glance at the state of you, nearly asleep despite the volume of the room, and hooked his arms under your thighs to carry you back to the bed you shared. He folded the throw neatly at the end of the mattress, then placed you down on your preferred side, and admired the irritated look on your face which was made possible to see by the slightly open door.

As he made a movement to leave and rejoin his friends in the lounge room, you groaned, grabbed the cuff of his shirt, and pulled him back towards you. He was much stronger than you, strong enough not to be even slightly moved by your pull, but he was never the kind of boyfriend to fight your affection. He knelt down on the floor beside you with his hand rubbing circles on your cheek, already feeling terrible about how you couldn’t get to sleep because of him and his friends.

“What’s wrong, N/n?” He said lovingly.

“Come to bed. It’s cold. I want you in here with me.” You saw how Rindou’s eyes flicked back to the light emanating from the doorway, so you pouted in the sexiest way you could given how tired you were. “I’ll make it worth your while.”

The sleeve of the shirt you were wearing had — at some point, unbeknownst to you — fallen from your shoulder to reveal the lacy strap of a new bra Rindou had bought you. It reminded him of your underwear. Of how nice it felt to take them off earlier…

“You’re too tired for any of that, babe. Just go to bed, and I’ll come join you in no time, promise,” he said as he shook the images from his mind, knowing you were one blink away from falling asleep again.

“You hate me,” you huffed, and turned away from your boyfriend before adding, “You’re just gonna end up passing out on the couch like you do every time they come here. I’m gonna wake up all alone. You’re such a bad boyfriend.”

Rindou smiled softly, “Are you trying to guilt-trip me right now?” You turned back to make eye contact with him and nodded. “Fine.”

For a moment, he disappeared into the lounge room. You could hear Ran making fun of him for being “absolutely whipped”, and Izana telling him to “man up”, but you were already beginning to feel your eyelids getting heavier, so you didn’t care much to go out and defend him. When he returned, he took off his shirt and pulled on a pair of trackpants, and then crawled into bed beside you.

Content to have gotten all you wanted from Rindou, you traced the tattoos on his torso until you were so exhausted you could no longer hold your hand up.

“I will make it worth your while,” you yawned as you rested your head on his chest and let him run his hands over your hair, “Just… In the morning when I’m rejuvenated.”

You closed your eyes and Rindou felt your heartrate slow down along with the frequency of your breaths. You were snoring ever-so-gently, and he stifled a laugh at the irony of the fact that he wouldn’t be able to get even a second of sleep because of it.