#shuji hanma x fem reader

[strawberryfairi]

Synopsis✨: The story of how you catch heavy feelings for the hot photography student, Shuji Hanma…even though you already have the perfect (fake) boyfriend.

Pairings: Photography Student! Shuji Hanma X Dance Major! Black Fem 🤎 Reader (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾‍♀️)  Content: Drama, lots of denial, angst, sneaky link, lots of cheating, mutual pining, unserious Shuji, controlling parents, forced relationships, romance, fighting, porn with a good plot vibes, intense sexual tension, etc (just find out the rest lol)

w.c: 5.8k💠 Released: April 15, 2024

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NOTE🧚🏾‍♀️: This chapter gets kind of intense y'all so...you have been warned. (I'm trynna get in my angst bag a little, ok? I'm tryin' somethin new)

C.W:  TRIGGER WARNING! Angst (nothing really dark though), illegal drugs mentioned, mentions of date rape/sexual assault, reader has a seizure, "Rape Kit" (Sexual Assault Forensic Exam) Mentioned, Best Friend Keisuke Baji is supportive!!!

9; Pain 疼痛

Later That Night

You're in a familiar setting, sitting comfortably in the back of Shuji's car with soft music in the back, one arm wrapped around you while the other holds his cigarette. He went and took you to another scenic area near a public park, but there's no one else around, just the two of you here.

"The sky looks so pretty." You murmur blissfully, staring out of the window. Shuji lets out an airy, short chuckle, taking a quick drag. "You say that every time we're like this."

You raise a brow for a second, surprised that he had made such an observation. "I probably do. I really like the night sky." You hum with a little shrug. "Why?" He mumbles softly.

"Why? Mmm, I guess I just really love space. I love the stars, the moon; it reminds me of how vast the world is. There's so much more up there. If I could, I'd definitely go to space to see what it's like." You ramble in a dreamy tone, eyes glued to the radiant stars and half moon up in the sky.

"That seems like fun. I'd wanna see Jupiter." He says.

"Because of the storms, right?! I know!" You beam, getting randomly excited.

"But you know what's crazy? There's still so much about earth we don't even know. Like we barely know anything about the ocean." He says with a curious tone.

"Oh my gosh, facts. The abyss fish are kinda scary too!" You nod.

"Abyss fish?" He chuckles with a raised brow.

"Yeah, that's what I call 'em. Who really takes the time to figure out all their real names?" You giggle.

"Oh, I thought you meant like a specific fish called the abyss fish." He laughs.

The two of you laugh together for a little while before falling into another moment of tranquil silence.

"You know, I'm actually glad I left that event with you." You sigh, breaking the silence.

"Really?" He asks in a knowing tone.

"Mhm." You nod. "Even though you stress me out, I...really do like being around you." You admit, tone soft and just a little bit shy. The corner of Shuji's lips tilt upwards at your words.

"Well look at you finally being honest." He chuckles, leaning over for a kiss that makes your heart flutter in your chest. His tongue skillfully works its way past your lips, his free hand pulling you closer. You both pull away just a little after a moment, two small smiles on each of your faces.

"Could I...be more honest then?" You ask hesitantly, your heart beating wildly in your chest.

"Definitely be more honest, angel." He nods with a lustful glint in his eyes. You pull your dress up as far as it could go, then carefully sit yourself down onto his lap, straddling him. Shuji's hand rests low on your hip, the other putting out his cigarette against the little ash tray to the right of him.

"I want you; and I don't wanna wait till we get to your place." You confess softly, looking him right in the eyes.

"I'm all yours, pretty girl." He answers, his hand reaching towards the spaghetti straps tied into a bow at the back of your neck. His words give you all kinds of butterflies throughout your stomach. If only he really was yours, then the looming weight of knowing this thing between you two would eventually end would be long gone.

Your lips meet his as he pulls the string of your halter, letting down the entire top half of your dress. A soft moan slips past your lips, vibrating against his as your own hands get to work, impatiently reaching for the buttons of his top.

The Next Day

You had received a surprising text from your mom early this afternoon, wanting to talk to you face to face for once after her 3pm meeting. You already knew deep down what this was about. It was time for her "review" of how you did during the event last night. Honestly you've been shitting bricks in the past few hours before you'd have to go and meet her, praying to God she didn't find out you snuck off with Shuji.

But unfortunately, that was exactly what she wanted to talk about...

"There was a toast held at the end of the event, but I didn't see you with Ken. Now that I think about it, I barely saw you with Ken at all last night. Then at one point you were just nowhere to be found altogether."

Your heart sinks to the pit of your stomach. She knows...

"Remember, I had sent a text saying I got a migraine?" You ask shakily, cursing at yourself for the way you looked so nervous...so obvious. Her expression stays stony, she didn't believe you for a second.

"Is that why you were running like crazy out of the back of the mansion, and with some boy on top of that?" She questions knowingly, folding her hands over her dark wood desk.

You could feel the color leave your face as her words ring and echo throughout your mind. "Ma, he's just a friend." You assure. How did she even see you guys leave together?!

"I bet he is, Y/N." The way she says your name makes you flinch. There was not an ounce of affection in her tone. "Have you been sleeping with him?" She interrogates, her eyes on fire with anger.

Every question she asks she obviously already knows the answer to, so what's the point in even trying to lie? If you say no you'll just piss her off even more. At this point your bags might as well already be packed and waiting outside of your dorm with the suite key resting right on top.

"I-I'm sorry..." You murmur, your eyes already starting to blur with tears. Your face feels so hot, and your heart is pounding against your chest. Your mom let's out a dry chuckle, shaking her head as she looks down at her hands.

"I can't even look at you right now. Have you lost your mind?!" She seethes, still shaking her head in disappointment. Your heart clenches in your chest at her harsh words. You wanted to argue, maybe yell and tell her off, but you couldn't. The embarrassment of being caught, and by your mother of all people, is eating you alive.

"Help me understand something, are you here to dance or are you here to just fool around and sleep with whoever you feel like?" She asks bitterly, finally looking up at you. Now that one cut deep. Your brows couldn't help but furrow slightly in offense. What's she trying to say, you're not putting in any work and just running around campus whoring it up?!

"I'm here to dance." You respond, your voice shaking with too many high intensity emotions swirling around at a time. "That's not what it seemed like last night-

"Ma, you aren't even ever around me to see how much work I do." You cut in, trying to keep your tone as respectful as possible, "I-..I don't wanna be with Ken." You finally admit. A single rapid tear falls down your cheek as you look up at your mom with pleading eyes. "I don't care about him! I can still do great in school without having to be with him-

"We've already been through why the two of you need to stay together!" She yells over you. You jump at her tone, eyes going wide. She's never yelled at you like this before, not ever.

"You are supposed to be perfect, do you hear me?! I told you what would happen if I caught you fooling around-

"Ma!"

"No, you're done, Y/N! You're not gonna waste my time and money messing around all through college-

"But I'm not! I haven't even failed a single class!" You throw your hands up exasperatedly.

"But you missed one! And I'm pretty sure it wasn't because of a "migraine"." She chides. How did she even know that...?

"I-..missing one class and failing a class isn't the same thing! You literally said last night I'm one of the top dancers at this school! Ma, you really thought in the whole four years of me being here that I wouldn't eventually meet someone I actually like over Ken?! I can't help how I feel about someone!" You rant through frustrated tears, not even registering the fact that you went and verbally acknowledged that you have genuine feelings for Shuji. "I just don't understand why I have to be with Ken specifically in order to be perfect or successful! I can do this without him! He's the one falling apart! Why isn't he here?!"

"Ken isn't the one causing problems! Ken was exactly where he was supposed to be last night, and Ken doesn't complain about why he needs to be with you!" She argues.

You let out a puff of frustrated air, wiping your tears with the backs of your hands. What the hell does it matter if I wasn't at the last few moments of the donor event?! You're pretty sure Mr. Fujioka is not having a heart attack and freaking out over the fact that one person happened to not be there for the toast. Ken is so lucky you aren't the throw folks under the bus type, because if you wanted to you could air him out right to both of your parents. You're over here taking the full heat when he's not even in the clear himself. He should be standing here right next to you.

"I'm telling you Y/N, if I catch you with that boy or any other boy that isn't Ken again, you're packing your bags, do you understand?" She threatens, her tone low and as serious as it gets. You look to the side angrily, opting for a simple head nod and short "Yes" before making your way out of her office.

You'd wandered off around campus, finding a secluded spot in the dance department staircase near the girls locker room way in the back hallway, crying to yourself pitifully with your head resting on your knees. You put your phone on 'do not disturb', not wanting to be bothered by anyone's text or calls or social media notifications.

Almost a bit over thirty minutes had gone by with you sitting there sulking on the steps, until the sensation of someone patting your right shoulder startled you. You jump, letting out a mix between a yelp and a deep gasp as you look up.

A familiar face is sitting on the stairs next to you, but there's no name you could begin to even think of to attach to it. You look him over with a scrutinizing gaze, eyes trailing down from his medium length hair, black framed glasses, and those dirty converse sneakers.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. You seemed down so I figured I'd come and comfort you." The guy shrugs with a small smile. Your heart instantly sinks to your feet. This was that same exact guy from the water fountain a hot minute ago! The uneasy feeling you'd felt from back then was back with full force, sitting on your shoulders like weights.

"Uhhh, thanks. I-I was kinda hoping I could actually be left alone for a while though..." You answer cautiously yet too emotionally exhausted to really shield the annoyance in your tone. "Oh, I understand. But, I also wanted to tell you that you had left your water bottle in the hallway the last time I saw you; so I thought I'd hand it back to you." He chuckles awkwardly, revealing your bright pink water bottle from behind him.

Wait, what?

The cogs immediately start turning in your head. You were a thousand percent sure you didn't leave your water bottle, and in the hallway of all places?! You have a few other water bottles in different colors, so sometimes it can be a little hard to keep up with which one you have at a time...but never have you ever left an item just sitting in a hallway.

"Oh, thank you. I...guess I didn't even realize I'd lost it." You answer apprehensively with an awkward chuckle, slowly taking the bottle from him as you wipe some of the left over tears off your cheeks.

"No problem! I filled it up with water and everything; good as new." He beams, gesturing towards the bottle. It was indeed filled all the way to the brim, ice cold, just as you like it...

"I see." You say softly, lifting the rubber straw and taking a few big sips just to cool off from the argument you had earlier. "Uuum, to be honest I feel bad 'cause I can't really remember what your name was." You give him an apologetic smile.

"Fumihiro Miyagawa. My name's kind of easy to forget, huh?" He jokes awkwardly.

"No no, I just-..I can just be forgetful sometimes; I'm sorry." You stammer, trying not to offend him any further.

"It's alright, I understand." He shrugs, adjusting his glasses. Then the two of you fall into a deep silence, making your skin crawl.

"Uhh, well do you have any classes today?" You ask, feeling more uncomfortable by the silence than when he speaks.

"No, I'm free all day today. That's why I was able to come find you." He replies pleasantly. The words "come find you"  didn't sit well for some reason. You weren't in a very conspicuous spot, as this staircase just leads up to an equipment room near the girls locker room. How'd he even think to come search over here?

Then there's the night you ran into this guy in the first place. He was by the girls locker room that time too. It's not like it would make sense, as the mens' locker room is on the whole opposite side of the hallway, down by the entrance of the dance department building. It was separated for the purpose of keeping everyone safe.

Safe....yeah that's the word. You don't feel safe around him.

"Oh ok." You nod slowly, "Are you also a dance major?"

"Me?! No no, I'm the epitome of ungraceful; nothing like you." He chuckles, giving you a sharp chill that went down your spine. You chuckle a little in response, though it came out slightly forced and extremely stiff. That last part didn't really sit right, nor was it flattering.

Nothing like me...

What does he mean nothing like you?

Wait wait, let's not jump to conclusions...

"Well, I should probably get going." You state before standing up and taking another few sips from your water bottle, "Thanks again for bringing back my bottle, uh, Miyagawa." You smile politely with a short wave goodbye, not even bothering to wait for his response as you make your way out of the now creepy staircase.

You head out of the dance department building and decide to just take a little mind-calming walk around campus before heading back to your dorm suite. It was ironically a very sunny, clear skied day, the complete opposite of how you were feeling.

"Maybe I could see what Kei's doing..." You whisper to yourself. It's been a good while since the last time you got to talk to Keisuke, and it wasn't for the best of reasons. It would be good to have some time with a trusted friend. You whip out your phone, sending him a quick "Imu🥺 let's hang" text.

Best Friend #1👩🏾‍🤝‍👨🏻 I was literally just thinkin bout u kid!!! I'm hangin by the lil fountain statue thingy near the gym wit some friends Come thru

Y/N Yaaaay🥹 I'm omw 🏃🏾‍♀️

You smile to yourself, placing your phone back in your pocket as you head over to the fountain by the gym. It's about eight minutes away from the dance department where you'd just come from, so it's not really a hike.

You take another sip of water from your bottle, rubbing your left eye with your other hand. "What the-..." You trail off, brows furrowing in heavy confusion.

What the hell was up with your vision? You slow your walking to a stop in the middle of the pavement, trying to rub your eyes without making them hurt from the pressure. After a bit of rubbing you just shake it off, assuming maybe it was just an oncoming headache or something and continue on to meet up with Keisuke.

It was the three of them hanging by the fountain, Keisuke, Hanma, and Kazutora. Keisuke was the second to spot you stumbling around a few feet away. Hanma had moved so fast Kei didn't even realize what the hell was his problem until he noticed you, and Kazutora was completely lost as he's the only one who doesn't know you.

"Hey. What the hell is goin' on with you?!" Shuji asks, more to himself than to you as you nearly collapse to the ground. Had he come even seconds later you would have fallen over right on the ground.

"Heeeey?" You mutter, brows furrowing, looking at him like you were trying to recognize who he was. Keisuke trails behind, finally coming up to you with his eyes filled with concern.

"What happened? Are you alright?!" He questions.

"I-I feel-...I feel like-..." You stutter, seemingly forgetting your sentence after the first two to three words every time you attempt to answer.

"Hey, is she ok? Did she faint?" Kazutora comes in last, looking you over.

There was a trail of your things leading to where you'd nearly collapsed, your phone a few feet away, and your water bottle sitting in the grass right next to the pavement.

"Hot. 'S hot..." You groan. It really was hot, like, excruciatingly hot. Then abruptly, you frown, weakly pushing yourself out of Shuji's arms. "Go 'way..." You mutter, barely able to keep yourself upright. "Whooooooaaaaa!" You outburst loudly, looking all around you with wide eyes. Everything looked particularly vibrant, but it was somehow kind of slowly spinning...or twisting? Maybe both. It was making you feel nauseous. Keisuke, Shuji, and Kazutora all exchange the same looks of realization.

"Should I call an ambulance?! Maybe we should get her to the hospital or something." Keisuke says worriedly. With a slurred "K bye" you attempt to walk off down the sidewalk, immediately toppling over.

"Hey hey hey! Hold on!" Shuji grabs you once again, this time picking you up in his arms to make sure you don't hurt yourself.

"Oooo! You-...you're so strong." You slur with a girly giggle, placing your hands over your cheeks with a wide smile.

"She's out of it." He shakes his head, looking at you with a frown.

"Let's take her to the hospital." Kazutora says, going and grabbing your phone and water bottle. Keisuke grabs his keys instantly, Shuji and Kazutora following close behind him as they head to the parking lot. "I feel sooooo nice." You hum blissfully, laying your head lazily against Shuji's chest.

"Shhh, don't talk." Shuji commands softly. The deep tone of his voice makes a sudden sensual chill go down your spine. "Mmmm, you're beautiful." You compliment, looking up at him with heavily lustful eyes. "I wanna have sex." You add flirtatiously with another giggle. Both Keisuke and Kazutora's mouths drop in astonishment, looking at you like you grew two more heads..

"What did you take?!" Shuji questions, looking down at you utterly bewildered. You stay quiet for a moment, then randomly...you black out, your entire body going limp in Shuji's arms.

You were out for a bit over two minutes before you jolt awake just as the guys made it to Keisuke's car. Soft, fearful whimpers escape your dry-feeling lips, looking around frantically as you didn't recognize where you were. "I-I'm scared! I'm scared!"

"I'm right here angel, I got you. We're gonna get you to the hospital, ok?" Shuji says softly, holding you close as he gets into the back. Kazutora stays up front with Keisuke.

"You think she might've gotten drugged?" Kazutora asks Kei in a hushed tone, looking over the water bottle you were carrying with a skeptical gaze. "Definitely. Nothing else makes sense." Keisuke answers instantly. He speeds out of the lot like a bat out of hell, using one hand on the steering wheel while the other searches up the fastest route to the nearest hospital on google maps.

You weren't conscious for too long, only a few short minutes of feeling nothing but pure anxiousness before you blacked out yet again.

"She keeps passing out." Shuji says worriedly, adjusting you to keep your head from falling back in a weird way. Then, practically giving him a heart attack, your body starts convulsing. His eyes go wide, nearly dropping you onto the seat of the car from the way your body's jerking so violently. "Y/N! Y/N!?" He calls out to you, but he honestly had zero clue what to do, too scared to do anything else in fear it might make things worse.

"Oh my god, she's havin' a seizure!" Kazutora gasps, looking back from the front passenger seat.

"Are you serious?! What the hell is going on?!" Keisuke facepalms.

"Hurry the fuck up, Baji!" Shuji shouts frantically.

"I'm going as fast as I can! We're gonna get pulled over if I go any faster!" 1 Hour Later

It was like a blur, everything that had happened. Just as Keisuke said, he was pulled over by the cops. He realized then it was stupid not to just call an ambulance, but thankfully, the police gave him an escort, letting him drive as fast as needed to get you to the hospital.

Once you all arrived they quickly took you back to the ER, leaving the three of them out in the waiting area to be questioned by the police. Kazutora, Shuji, and Keisuke alike all realized how bad of a look this probably was. Three guys with one girl who happens to be the only one drugged. Kazutora's questioning was the shortest, as he's just now meeting you therefore didn't have too much information on the matter. Next up was Keisuke.

"I'm her best friend. We go to the same school. The only reason I even found her like this was 'cause she had texted that she wanted to meet up and come hang with me." Keisuke explains calmly.

"So who are these guys?" The officer who's badge shows his name is Kimura asks.

"They're my friends. They were already with me when Y/N texted me. We were by our campus's water fountain outside."

"You ever want to be more than friends with her?" The officer questions bluntly.

"No, she's like family to me. She has a boyfriend already anyways." Kei shakes his head.

"And where's her boyfriend? That him?" Officer Kimura nods his head towards Shuji who happened to be carrying her inside the hospital.

"No no, her boyfriend's Ken Ryuguji. He also goes to our school, but he wasn't with her when she came to see me."

"Hm, alright. That's enough for now." Kimura nods.

Keisuke sighs exasperatedly, going back to his seat in the waiting room as the officer calls up Shuji next. With a tired huff, Shuji makes his way over to the officer standing by the hallway that the nurses had previously taken you down on a stretcher.

"I'm just gonna ask a few questions, alright?" Officer Kimura begins. "Are you close with the victim?"

Something about the officer calling you a victim made Shuji's heart sink to his feet. "...Kind of." He says wearily.

"I'll need something more specific than kind of. What's kind of?" Officer Kimura presses.

"We're close." He answers shortly.

"Friends?" The officer raises a brow.

"Yeah." Shuji sighs. He genuinely wasn't sure how to answer that question yet just went with friends as to keep things simple.

"Has there ever been a point you were more than friends? Ever dated before or thought about it?"

Shuji's jaw clenches in annoyance, already knowing where the officer was going with those questions.

"We're just friends." He clarifies again, his tone coming across a bit more sharp than he intended.

"Alright. Have you noticed anyone suspicious around her?" He asks, changing topics.

Shuji thinks for a second, but can't really think of any particular person. Usually when you're with him it's literally just the two of you, so there's never really a moment where other people are around.

"No." He answers, then pauses, brows furrowing in thought. "Wait..."

I'm at the water fountain fillin' up my bottle and all of a sudden this random ass, quiet ass guy just appeared.

It was just the weirdest thing ever, and the way he wasn't trynna let go of my hand...

"No wait. I-...she once told me about some guy that asked her on a date. She said she was really uncomfortable 'cause he wasn't letting go of her hand or something. But, that was weeks ago now." Shuji explains.

"Did she say anything else about him? His appearance? Where she met him?" Officer Kimura asks.

Shit...he couldn't remember all those tiny details. But for you, he'd do anything to remember every last bit.

"I think she said a water fountain was where he came up to her. She was about to go to dance practice, so she was in the dance department."

"Alright, that's good enough for now. Your friend brought the water bottle she had with her to the hospital. We have the nurses taking a sample and testing for any drugs in the water bottle, but it can be assumed that it was highly likely a date rape drug. We can't really investigate any further without the victim's consent though." Kimura informs.

Date rape drug....

Those three words from the officer's mouth rings loudly like alarm bells in Shuji's mind. "Wait, what?"

"Date rape drugs are popular as they have no scent or color, and most can easily dissolve into drinks going almost completely undetected." He adds. Shuji's heart sinks to his chest. All he can manage is a short head nod in response, feeling too sick to his stomach to give any sort of verbal reply.

"Depending on what kind of drug is in her system, it may take a while before any of you can see her. I'd stock up on snacks to hold you guys off if you're gonna stay till she wakes up." Officer Kimura suggests, giving Shuji an apologetic look and pat on the shoulder before heading over to his colleagues standing near the front desk of the hospital.

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It was so bright when your eyes finally fluttered open. Off white colored walls, and two women you couldn't recognize for the life of you. Once the brightness settled down a bit you could finally take in what was going on, and where you were.

"Y/N? Hi, you've been unconscious for some time. My name is Dr. Chen." A short haired brunette woman states with a soft smile, leaning over you. She's a nurse, you finally conclude, and the second woman was as well. The second nurse seems to be checking out your vitals on the annoying beeping machine. The beeps came around in fairly long spaced intervals, worrying you a little.

"W-what happened?" You ask wearily. Oof, you felt so nauseous.

"Unfortunately, we found a substantial amount of GHB in your system." She explains with an apologetic tone.

"What?!" Your heart sinks in your chest. You had zero clue what GHB meant, but clearly it didn't sound good. "What is that?"

"Gamma hydroxybutyrate, it's an illegal drug. It was mixed into your water bottle you were carrying with you today." Dr. Chen clarifies.

Your brows furrow in deep confusion, then a sudden heavy feeling of anxiousness washes over you as you realize you don't know what she's talking about.

"W-what water bottle? I don't-...I've never taken drugs. I don't have anything illegal-

"Don't worry, you're not in any trouble with the police. We can begin a more thorough investigation with your con-

"Investigation?! W-What's going on?!" You ramble fearfully, your monitor to the right of you showing your heart rate starting to spike. Immediately your chest rises and falls rapidly, starting to hyperventilate as your memories seem damn near void. You couldn't remember anything from today, not even the shortest glimpse.

"Please, try to stay calm. It's normal not to remember anything, as that's one of the major effects of this drug. We're going to take this one step at a time." Dr. Chen assures in a calming tone.

Your vision blurs as involuntary hot tears start streaming down your face.

"Are you feeling any pain anywhere? Any pain around your lower body?"

It didn't go unnoticed by you the way she specifically inquired about your lower body being in pain. "N-no. I don't think I really feel anything right now." You answer shakily, attempting to stay calm but the fact that you were on some kind of drug and could barely feel your body just made everything ten times worse.

"Do your muscles feel tired? Relaxed? It's normal if your feeling fatigued."

Your brows furrow again, unable to keep up with her words even though it wasn't even much that she said. All of this was just too overwhelming.

"You're alright. Take as much time as you need to respond." She soothes. "For now there's no pain, yes?"

"Mhm." You nod as a few tears roll down your cheeks.

"Ok good. You have three friends here that have been waiting for you to wake up. Do you feel ready to see them?" Dr. Chen asks.

"Friends?"

"Yes, they're the ones that brought you here. Would you feel comfortable with seeing maybe just one at a time?" She suggests.

You nod hesitantly, not sure at all who these three friends are.

"Ok." She nods, then heads out of the room with the other nurse trailing behind her with a clipboard. A few minutes go by of silence, before finally someone walks in.

"Hey kid. You alright?"

You gasp, the tears you had went and wiped away restarting all over again. "Kei!" You sob, breaking down as he comes over and gives you an affectionate hug. It hurt you that you could barely manage to just raise your arms a little to wrap around him, still too drugged up to function.

"I'm scared..." You murmur weakly into his royal blue shirt.

"I know, me too, but you're gonna be alright." He comforts, resting his head on top of yours.

"I don't remember anything. I don't know what happened to me."

"You were drugged by someone. They put something in your water bottle you had with you; things got pretty bad for a second." He explains a bit vaguely, pulling away from the hug to go and sit on your little hospital bed. Keisuke didn't really want to go into too much detail about what happened to you just in case it might scare you even more. 

"All I know is, you were literally on your way to come meet up with me by the fountain near the gym on campus and like...you just collapsed. Or well Hanma caught you but, had he not seen it, you would've went straight down." He adds softly.

"Ha-hanma?"

"Yeah, he's here too. I didn't know you knew him." Kei states with his brows furrowed. "He was really freakin' out about you, I was...shocked. I've never seen him like that."

"Is Ken here too?" You ask wearily. If Ken's here and sees Shuji it'll definitely be a problem, and you absolutely did not have the energy to deal with that situation.

"Uh no actually, it's just me, Hanma, and my friend Kazutora. You don't know him yet though."

"Thank God..." You sigh, a wave of relief washing over you at that. "How long have I been here? What day is it?"

"It hasn't been that long, like a few hours now. It's still Tuesday." He assures.

"Oh, Tuesday..." You nod slowly. It bothered you that you couldn't even remember at least what day it is. Would any memories of today even come back once the drug has fully left your system? You doubted it.

"Do you wanna see Hanma now? I can go get 'em?" Kei offers. "Cause...he really wants to see you." He adds, sounding shocked by his own words. 

Before you could give a response, Dr. Chen walks back in, coming over to you on the other side of the hospital bed by the vitals monitor.

"I'm sorry, but could you give us one second? You can come back in or have another friend come in after, but I have a few personal questions for Y/N." Dr. Chen says politely.

"Yeah, yeah for sure. I'll be back, alright?" Kei says softly, giving you a friendly pat on your arm before heading out of the room. You frown watching him leave, heartbeat pounding just a bit harder as the anxiousness you were previously feeling starts to settle back in.

"GHB is a very common drug known as a date rape drug. We believe you may have been sexually assaulted."

Your blood runs cold all through your system, eyes going wide in terror. You we too frozen to even speak, it was like your mind was refusing to process and accept that. The fact that you couldn't even remember anything made it worse. You couldn't tell if this really happened or not, and if no memories come back, you really may never know.

"I'm truly very sorry about this." She states somberly with a heavy sigh. "So, Y/N, there's a few steps we could take depending on what you wanna do. The first option is a forensic exam where we can test for any STI's, pregnancy, sexual assault evidence, injuries, and things like that that can help you. For example, the water bottle your friend brought to the police is how we found where the drug came from. That's a great piece of evidence. We can also, with your consent, collect clothing items, as well as do some bodily tests for any other evidence should you choose to go forward with a police investigation." She explains slowly, her tone professional yet kind.

"The next option is that we can keep everything strictly confidential. No information will be released to the police if that's what you choose is the way you want to go. The only information they have about this is what they found out from your friends after they were questioned. They were pulled over while taking you here, so naturally the police wanted to ask them a few questions." She adds.

"But, if I don't tell the police anything, they won't figure out who did this, right?" You ask weakly.

"That's right, there'll be no investigation if you choose to keep this confidential." Dr. Chen nods.

"I'll-...I'll do the test then." You reply hesitantly.

"Ok, we'll get you started with that soon. You'll need to sign a few documents just giving your consent before we begin the process. In the meantime would you like for one of your friends to come back again? You can let them know what's going on if you feel comfortable." She suggests.

You simply nod in response, too busy trying to hold back the tears currently beginning to blur your vision.

"Alright." She gives you a small smile, then makes her way out of the room. As soon as she's gone you burst into light sobs, too weak to even wipe your own tears.

How did this happen....?

A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: Dang y'all...it got so dramatic. But I hope you guys enjoyed! BIG BOY BAJI IS A REAL ONE OK!!! Real best friend vibes!!! (Kazutora's real too)

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Hanma Shuji x Fem Y/N Smut Visuals

First post for Tokyo Revengers. I am so down bad for Hanma specifically Timeskip version.

Contains: daddy k1nk, fingering, butt plug, face slapping, degrading, spanking, teasing, p*ssy spanking and smoking

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you are impaling yourself on hanma as he smokes

you two were left in the room after a meeting he decides to tease you

he likes it when you wear jewelry

he will hold you up in his arms so he can go deeper

you've sent him n0des he will give you punishment from his tattooed right hand

you love his daddy kink and degrades you

he just needs you desperately after having to deal with meetings & 'business' deals

he wants you to FaceTime kisaki so that he can show how well he's treating you

Presses you into the mattress so he can thrust at a much better angle

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— 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠. (𝐡𝐜𝐬)

INCLUDES | keisuke baji, kazutora hanemiya, manjiro sano, shuji hanma

NOTE | This is really short, I'm sorry! I'm not sure how I feel about it either, but I hope it's not too bad.

— BAJI.

Pretty much everyone in Toman knows Baji has a soft spot for you. They never miss an opportunity to tease him about it, telling him to make the first move, to stop staring like a creep and just ask you out already.

...What they don't know is that you and Baji have been secretly dating for months now.

Though you decided to keep your relationship a secret mainly to keep each other safe and avoid being exposed to unnecessary danger, you both find amusement in keeping your friends in the dark about your relationship. It became like a fun little game between you and Baji, sharing playful glances and knowing smiles whenever the others would tease him about his supposed crush.

You're pretty sure Chifuyu knows the truth, though. There's always a knowing smirk on his face that suggests he might be onto your secret, but he plays along, giving you both a nod of approval whenever he catches the subtle displays of affection between the two of you.

If you eventually decide to make your relationship public, Baji will have a field day teasing his friends for not noticing sooner that you were dating. He won't miss the chance to brag about being the one who won the 'prettiest Toman member's heart, even poking fun at those who once had a crush on you.

— KAZUTORA

In the middle of all those men, it wasn't easy for you to find your place in Valhalla.

You often kept to yourself, feeling like you didn't really belong here. You had effortlessly managed to prove your strength and loyalty to the gang so everyone respected you and treated you as an equal — but it still felt weird to be surrounded with so many men, each more violent and intimidating than the other.

But with Kazutora, there was an instant connection that set him apart from the others.

Before you knew it, you were having secret meetings away from the prying eyes of the gang, and what began as just a friendship soon turned into something more.

Kazutora's affection towards you in public is subtle yet genuine. The two of you always make sure to stand away from each other during meetings and gatherings so as to not awake suspicions, but Kazutora quietly keeps an eye on you from a distance, checking up on you without drawing attention to your connection.

During fights, this protectiveness manifests in small yet meaningful gestures. Even though he trusts in your ability to handle yourself, he'll gladly position himself as a shield between you and any potential threats. He's always ready to divert attention away from you or take the hit in your place —which you often scold him for.

While it goes mainly unnoticed by others you can always tell when he does things for you, just to protect you. Sometimes, you manage to steal a quick kiss from him when nobody's looking, leaving a flustered Kazutora behind you.

— MIKEY.

Mikey is incredibly protective of you, which quickly makes people wonder if there's something going on between you. You both deny it every time, but you're not sure how much longer you'll manage to hide it — you're pretty sure Mikey has already told Draken anyway. (or Sanzu — depends if we're talking about Toman or Bonten Mikey)

It really doesn't help his case that he's always turning down his friend's invitations to hang out in favor of spending time with you. He doesn't explicitly tell them that — and he tries to cover up the fact that he's going out with you by using the excuse of wanting to stay at home and rest— but it doesn't take a genius to figure out his real intentions. It's no coincidence that you and Mikey are always unavailable at the same time.

The gang playfully teases him about his 'resting' time when they see him the next day, not realizing that these moments with you go beyond him simply sneaking away to see his girlfriend.

Your meetings are what keeps Mikey grounded, the very last anchor in his life that prevents him from completely losing himself.

When the weight of the world gets too overwhelming for him to bear, you become Mikey's refuge — the only person capable of providing the comfort he seeks and calming his racing thoughts.

— HANMA.

Hanma is a master at this whole secret relationship thing.

He effortlessly hides his feelings and shows no sign of concern for you, even when you get hurt during a fight or are facing threats from others. To the outside world, he treats you just like any other guy in Valhalla, pushing you to get up and keep fighting —fully aware that you can handle yourself and need no savior.

While he may not shower you with affection in public, there's another side of Hanma behind closed doors that only you gets to see;

As soon as the two of you are alone, he's all over you, always holding you close and kissing you like there's no tomorrow, getting all cocky over the fact that he's the only one allowed to kiss you and touch you like he does.

Of course, don't think he'll let the men who hurt you get away with it.

The next day, Hanma will take the matter into his own hands and seek out whoever hurt or threatened you. He doesn't give any explanation as to why he beats them up, simply brushing it off and telling everyone that he "just felt like it."

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༉‧₊˚. episode 04: lonely star

preview: ". . .He knows a part of him is right, what he said wasn’t wrong. Perhaps, he could’ve said it in a different way—whenever he remembers the dejected expression across your features, the attempt at covering up the hurt behind your eyes by pulling away from him as though he was fire—his heart sits heavy.

And then the two of you didn’t talk again. He didn’t bother to try to text you, and you would never text him first."

content warning: cursing, hanma owns a strip club, oral s.ex, unprotected s.ex, choking, hair pulling, no aftercare.

word count: 7k

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Tokyo was a bustling city. People escape from the mundane using any source of entertainment allowed. From going shopping to partying, the city provides numerous remedies for any challenging moment a person might experience. There, in the depths and labyrinth streets of Tokyo and its lively nightlife, exists a world that only unravels to those who dare seek it. Hidden between tall buildings and colorful signs, paradise on earth stands proudly.

A black car pulls up in the alleyway, parking right outside the back entrance of a disheveled looking building. The door opens and cigarette hits the dirty floor. A foot crashes the bud, adorned in squeaky clean shoes that do not fit the vibe of the creepy alleyway. Golden Glow reads in bright neon light right above the back door. The man’s slender fingers push the wooden door open, stepping into a vibrating world of sensuality and allure where reality and fantasy blur for hours on end at night.

The air is thick with perfume and anticipation, a line of rich men of all backgrounds sitting on the deep red plush seating facing the focal point of the strip club. Murmurs of who will be performing next fill the room and the tall man makes his way towards the VIP table.

“You’re late.” Kisaki doesn’t pull his eyes away from the curtains waiting to unravel tonight’s star, more or less used to this kind of behavior from his right hand.

“I had to take care of something.” Announces Hanma as he pulls his seat back and grabs a cigarette. The relationship he had with smoking was more of a toxic affair—a continuous tag of war between depending on the small bud and desiring a whiff of the substance when things get a bit too hectic. With each inhale, he feels a momentary release from existing. He’s never enjoyed it, not fully at least. Existing meant he had to abide by rules, which he never did. Breakups were nasty, women lashing out insults towards the man they called a God only a few nights prior—they should’ve known better, is what he tells them every time. He never claimed to be a good person, just a good—no, an amazing fuck.

Hanma’s dick serves as a distraction from his violent nature, he momentarily hypnotizes those women with each sharp and angled thrust from his hips. Deliciously dragging out moans, whines and profanities, proclaims of how godly he feels and how they’ve never had better. He is good at using and not giving much in return, he shows it through prioritizing his orgasm, only speaking when the dirty talk tips him over the edge. Shuji doesn’t budge as a pillow is thrown his way, ‘asshole!’ sounds from behind the door he’s just closed and he swears he could feels his fingers twitch. He’ll spare the cleaning staff of the hotel a blood bath tonight.

“You took too long,” Nahoya adds his two cents as usual, and the tall man wonders what the orange haired even provides for him to remain alive and attending special nights like these.

“It’s your club, you’re supposed to get here first.” Kisaki presses and the lights dim as the curtains open, revealing tonight’s a woman clad in a gorgeous set of deep red lingerie. She commands attention with the way her body carries her across the stage, each step is like a soft whisper, beckoning more people to look at her—admire her. She embraces the power she holds over the spectators, feeling a surge of dopamine push her to do better.

“You’re not my fucking dad. I’ll get here when I want to.” His fingers tremble as he drags the cigarette away from his lips, resting his wrist on the table as his whole hand shakes. You would think that years of smoking would get the man used to the motion, familiarized with the aftermath of each whiff—somehow, it doesn’t. Through furrowed eyebrows and behind framed glasses, Kisaki notes the unusual behavior from the man. He is far too moody, perhaps more than usual. Hanma took pleasure into killing, coming back from missions was almost as euphoric as an orgasm after being denied for so long. As far as his report went, the mission was done and Toman’s men were able to discard of the dead body rather easily. So what was wrong?

The younger man doesn’t say anything, he waits until the show wraps up and for people’s attention to drift elsewhere to speak to the taller man. As Hanma, not so quietly, slips away from the table and onto one of the VIP rooms upstairs, Kisaki soon joins him.

“So, wanna talk about what’s up your ass lately?”

“What do you mean?” Hanma’s voice is devoid of any emotion, but he still looks unimpressed as he casts half a glare towards Kisaki.

“You know what I mean. Something’s up your ass, you need to fucking pull it out and do your job. I don’t need a moody bitch as my first in command.”

Hanma’s heard worse over the years, he knows what it meant to be involved with someone as nasty and as disgusting as Kisaki. However, he was having a bad week and Kisaki came to him at the wrong moment.

“This moody bitch will blow holes into your brain and make it seem like it was a pathetic attempt to kill yourself. Don’t fuck with me.” The tension rises between the two men, silence engulfs the room that’s hidden to the rest of the audience. They’ve had to fight before, the scars littering Hanma’s arms a reminder of Kisaki’s knife slashing the man’s skin. The shorter man’s own scarred hands a grim testament to what Shuji was capable of doing. The two of them don’t speak another word.

Kisaki sits on one of the soft chairs facing Hanma, placing his gun on the tiny glass table. The other man does the same, and it feels like a silent agreement that neither of them was going to harm the other.

“I went to her place.” There’s no question about who he is referring to. Kisaki knows all too well who you are. He’s seen you from afar when you were all young, unknowingly grasping the heart of a delinquent who’s never known what the feelings he had for you even meant. His face twitches as he remembers the conversation he had with the man a couple of weeks ago.

“You found her?”

“She’s back in Shinjuku.” Kisaki doesn’t miss the way Chifuyu’s body tenses up when the two men mention your name. He’s managed to keep you away from this mess for years now, his plan was coming crashing down from a single interaction with Hanma Shuji. Like domino pieces lined up, the tattooed man blows on them and watches them tumble just for fun. He was after you just for fun, Chifuyu fears.

“And? What do you wanna do now?” Kisaki’s busy rummaging through papers in his drawers, he doesn’t lift his gaze as he continues. “Do you want the men to take her away or?”

Sensing his silence, Tetta raises his eyes and notices the deadly look on Hanma’s face. Had it not been Kisaki, a man who’s known him for years and was desensitized to his glares, he would’ve most likely fallen from his chair. His eyes became storm clouds, hiding their usual golden color and crackling with the threat of lightning. Hanma’s never cast him a look similar to this before, usually blessed with an emotionless face.

“No. I don’t want any of them near her.”

Kisaki leans back against his seat. He’s seen Hanma get riled up over things like missions going wrong, people pissing him off, testing his patience—this was a different kind of negative emotion he was displaying. Dare Kisaki say that it was fun to witness? Perhaps even unexpected from the tall man? But he doesn’t say a thing, only gives a curt nod and proceeds to finish the task at hand.

“Why is that?” he asks, curious to know what lead the man to end up in your place.

He glances towards his fingers which had long ago healed, he could still feel your fingertips against his skin, warm breath fanning over his wrist as you tended to his wounds with so much care, as though you were stitching a tiny tear in a delicate fabric.

“She cleaned me up.” Kisaki has to blink a couple of times, but he notices how Shuji keeps his gaze fixated on his fingers. He chews on his bottom lip out of habit. The band aid wrapped around them is unfamiliar, the man’s never taken care of himself this way—oddly enough, Kisaki feels that Hanma had a strange attachment to the adhesive strip keeping his healed cuts safe. It has been days since that incident, he most definitely did not need to cover his hands that way.

“Cleaned you up?” Kisaki pours himself and the other man a glass of whisky, pushing one of the glasses towards Hanma.

“Saw my hands and thought that I was in pain.” The taller man mumbles as he brings the glass of whisky up to his swollen lips. Downing the liquid like rapid fire, he slams the glass on the table and leans in his chair, head thrown back as he grunts.

“I think I fucked up.” Hanma admits, his hand covering his eyes. He hasn’t stopped thinking about you or your touch since that night. So soft, offering him what he has deprived himself of for years—you were so gentle with his hands, treating him as though he was made of glass. Your beautiful eyes witnessed the harm he is capable of causing to others, yet your soul set that aside to make sure he was okay.

Only for him to mess it up.

He knows a part of him is right, what he said wasn’t wrong. Perhaps, he could’ve said it in a different way—whenever he remembers the dejected expression across your features, the attempt at covering up the hurt behind your eyes by pulling away from him as though he was fire—his heart sits heavy.

And then the two of you didn’t talk again. He didn’t bother to try to text you, and you would never text him first.

He was growing impatient with each passing second. He wasn’t an expert at solving this kind of problems, let alone when it involved him in the equation. However, one thing was for certain; his insatiable need to feel you again made every moment apart from you feel like he’s been cursed with damnation.

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October comes to an end, you start to accept the atmosphere of loneliness that settles like a heavy cloak over the landscape. The days grow shorter and the nights longer, there are Halloween decorations displayed along the entrance of every apartment door. It’s adorable. Pumpkins, bats, and your most favorite—cats are all over the fronts of every store. You look up and find paper lanterns with spooky designs, themed displays in shopping malls, and themed merchandise in stores. You find yourself yearning for the celebration to linger a bit longer.

As the days turn into weeks, Hanma’s absence becomes palpable. You cannot ignore that the lack of his pestering feels strange and foreign, when you had only started speaking to the man again for a couple of days only. Like a shadow retreating to darkness, it feels like he never existed in your life. You’re back to living life the same way that you did before he suddenly reappeared in your life—you don’t know why you’re disappointed. After witnessing murder with your two eyes, you thought that Shuji would scare you. He should. Such an unpredictable man with a history of violence that remains unknown to you should instill a deep fear in you. Then why do you find yourself craving the presence of a man whose ruthlessness carves a path of destruction? A man whose words made it feel like walking through a field of thorns?

You pay your feelings no mind as you drown yourself in chores, making sure there was no speck of dust left on each furniture of your apartment. A shower soothes your nerves afterwards, the motion of scrubbing the dirt off of your skin a subliminal attempt at getting Hanma’s aura off of you. You make yourself a cup of hot chocolate, top it off with some marshmallows as you settle on the comfortable couch with a soft yet heavy blanket draped over your shoulders. The movie you picked for the night is nowhere near comforting, but you brush it off for the sake of Halloween vibes.

However, those feelings melt away as soon as ears pick up on the sound of footsteps near your door. It was pretty late for anyone to be visiting you, let alone on Halloween night. You set your hot chocolate down and walk towards the door in quiet footsteps, praying that you don’t make a noise by accidentally breathing too hard.

Behind the door, Hanma stands looking almost apologetic. His head hangs low not out of shame, but because he sees your shadow from under the door. He holds back a chuckle.

 “It’s me.”

When he hears no reply, he pushes himself off of the wall and walks away from the door. An uncomfortable feeling gnawed at his chest, but he refuses to acknowledge any of it as his hand reaches for the pack of cigarettes in his pocket. He lets one dangle between his lips as he reaches for the lighter. Until he hears the creaking sound echoing in the hallway.

Glancing back, he sees that your door was no longer closed, but he couldn’t see you either. His feet slowly drag him towards your doorstep once again and the moment he attempts to peek inside, your face pops from behind the door. The both of you pull away at the same time, you almost close the door in his face but his foot stops it before you could close it shut.

“I had to hide my cat. He likes to escape when I open the door.” You announce with a tone that appears to be protective, very used to your fur companion’s habits. Hanma nods, cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. It wasn’t until you break eye contact that he realizes he’s been staring at you without uttering a single word.

“Are you alone?” He can see inside your apartment, he towers over you with so much ease. You shift your weight from one foot to another, eyes avoiding his as you stare back at the TV screen and the obviously empty living room.

“Yeah,” you pause, glancing back towards him. “Why?”

“I was thinking you could—“ he wiggles his fingers. “See if they’re okay.” You stare down at the band aids wrapped sloppily around the skin and have to fight back the urge to smile. “I tried to do it myself but I don’t think I did as much of a good job as you did,” which was true and very apparent.

You take a moment to consider your options, chewing on your bottom lip as you fixate your stare on his hands. It was relatively late at night, you were wearing a light sleep dress—this could either go right or horribly wrong. For now, you don’t mind taking the risk.

Pushing the door wide, you see the way his eyes glimmer as they scan your entire body from head to toe. He doesn’t hide that he is checking you out, even as he steps inside your place, he chooses to stare at you instead of scanning his surroundings like last time. You refuse to crumble under his gaze nor change what you were wearing, you close the door and make your way to the kitchen without uttering a single word.

Hanma suddenly thinks of something and he bites back the urge to smirk as he makes his way towards the kitchen as well. This is the farthest he’s been in your place, your kitchen is rather small compared to the one he has in his apartment, but he appreciates how full it is. From the fruit sitting on the counter, the coffee machine, the magazines, the small board where you have what looks like a to-do list written there—it feels homey. It feels like you.

You glance behind you, noticing the pair of shoes in your kitchen and don’t bother to look back, but you feel a tad bit annoyed.

“No shoes in my house,” no response. Surely, he wasn’t going to ignore you when you were about to take care of him.

“I said—“ your stomach flutters and your breath catches when you feel something land on your shoulder, hot breath fanning the tiny bit of skin exposed from your sleep dress falling to the side. You hold your breath for what feels like an eternity, body frozen in place.

“No shoes in the house?” his deep voice sends chills down your spine, his hands resting against the fridge instead of gripping your hips.

His fingers twitch when the smell of sweet vanilla and coconut hits his nostrils, your scent is intoxicating and he struggles with himself. Every instinct urges him to break free and surrender to the intoxicating allure, yet the tether of restraint holds Hanma firmly and keeps his impulse in check. He doesn’t want to upset you again, but he thoroughly enjoys seeing you like this. So flustered.

As he pulls away from you, you turn to face him and use the first aid kit to put space between the two of you, like a shield. If you were trying to appear intimidating with the scowl on your face, Hanma’s smirk tells you that you were failing miserably.

“What the hell is your problem?” you don’t even sound mad, just completely and utterly embarrassed. You were fighting a war between your brain and your needs—the warmth of his body lingered on your skin for far too long, and although his breath reeked of cigarette and something minty, it made you feel dizzy.

“You’re red in the face, doll.” He purrs, making his way towards the couch. This time, you were certainly not going to get down to your knees and treat his cuts. Not after the stunt he pulled.

“Shut up.” You groan, sitting on the couch.

“You’re like, totally vermillion in the face—“

“I will kill you!”

He snorts and comfortably settles on the couch right beside you. One glance at his hands and you can tell that it really isn’t that serious. You bring his hands close to your face, inspecting them as soon as you take off the adhesive strips. There are a few faint scars, but they’re all healed and he only needs to apply ointment to them for extra measure. You put them back in his lap for a few seconds, leaning forward to grab the ointment you placed on the small coffee table in front of the both of you. You don’t realize that you had both gone awfully quiet after that moment, for a few seconds you almost forget what his touch felt like until you feel a pair of eyes burning holes in your face.

“Take a picture, it lasts longer,” you blurt out, never meeting his eyes. You want to appear unbothered by all of this, by his intense way of giving you attention. But god knows how loudly your heart was thumping in your chest.

“Would you let me do it?” oh my god.

You don’t respond, you want to focus on the task at hand and step away from him as quickly as you can. The longer you felt him near you, the harder it was to contain yourself from matching his energy, his flirtatious comments. You were supposed to be mad at him, why did you cave into his request of having his minor cuts treated once again when the man ruined your mood the other night?

“No, I wouldn’t.” You say firmly, although your touch against his skin is very soft. Hanma can tell that you’re fighting an inner battle, you’re not good at hiding it. Your furrowed eyebrows make his own skin burn, his thumb craves to smoothen the skin of your forehead, get you to relax that jaw and melt against him the same way he does when the tip of your finger grazes his skin. He snaps out of his thoughts when he sees that you were already putting everything back in the white box, golden eyes staring between your hands and face.

“We’re done?”

“Yeah, you should be fine now.” You get up and head back to the kitchen, leaving Hanma alone with his thoughts once again. He notices that the movie you were watching was paused only 20 minutes in and the hot chocolate sitting on your coffee table was starting to go cold. It seems as though your night was just getting started and him showing up put it on hold.

However, Hanma doesn’t want to leave just yet. He can’t put his finger on why he feels the need to stay, perhaps the idea of going back into his car, driving to his empty place made him feel a little bit sick to his stomach. It was an unspoken rule for Hanma to never visit his place unless he really needed something. Clothes, money—he always packed those in a bag and left it in his car. His place—located in the heart of the city's shadows, is nestled within a towering skyscraper, its imposing structure casting long, foreboding shadows over the streets below. Whenever Shuji inserts the key card, he is greeted by an atmosphere steeped in mystery and menace. Dark, rich tones dominate the décor. Nothing about the 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms apartment made it feel homey. So Hanma avoided it like the plague.

He thinks he can find an excuse to stay a little longer with you. Should he take you out? He can’t. You were far too comfortable in your sleep dress to change into something else. The movie seemed interesting, perhaps a few sweet words would convince you to let him stay a little longer before he has to depart—

“Have you had dinner yet?” You break his chain of thoughts so easily, Hanma is a little taken aback at first. Glancing back towards you, he sees you holding two white ceramic plates in one hand. The pot, which he assumed had warm, homemade food in it, is sitting on the stove with a ladle inside. Were you offering him a meal?

“Not yet,”

“I figured you skip meals,” you say with a frown. You forget the grudge you’re supposed to hold against him, it nestles itself somewhere in the back of your head the moment you see Hanma lost in his thoughts. You glance at his face—not as full as it was when the two of you were kids. He’s never had chubby cheeks, but you could tell when the man had a good meal and when he hadn’t eaten properly in a while. You naturally find yourself reheating the food you made for yourself, grateful you decided to cook more than a singular portion.

“I don’t do it on purpose,” he clarifies, as though he needs you to understand where he is coming from but then his lips are sealed shut. He’s never had to explain himself to anyone, it’s a little foreign for him to be doing it with you.

“You forget?” you guess, your back facing him as you serve him a good portion of the katsu curry you’ve made. You make sure to give him a bigger portion than yours, assuming that the man has probably skipped lunch as well.

“Mhm.” With the way he engulfed you in his arms previously, you shouldn’t trust him so blindly and have your back facing him again. But you don’t seem to care as much, maybe even wishing he does it again. Instead, you hear a chair creak from behind you and see that the man has made himself comfortable in your kitchen. You hand him his food before sitting across from him, then the two of you dig into the food.

Hanma hasn’t tasted something this good in—14 years. Ever since his mother stopped cooking him a decent meal. You made a dish that’s such a delightful harmony of textures and flavors, engulfing him with a warm velvety blanket he would never throw over his own shoulders. He glances towards you and you’re focused on your food—at least, you look like you’re trying to focus. He sees that some habits never really left you. You ate fast, way too fast, never truly savored your food. You still had a habit of bringing the food close to your nose and inhaling the scent (he never understood why you did it). He can remember the last time you tried to smell something he was about to eat—a sandwich he had bought that had a weird mixture of ingredients, you leaned down to inhale its scent and Shuji swears he hasn’t laughed as hard ever since. The face you made was of pure disgust, pushing the bread back into his hands and away from you. You’ve always had such an expressive face—either that, or Shuji stares at you a bit too much.

The present situation mirrors your date at the ramen shop in sad ways. It is obvious that the two of you have grown apart, no longer needing to be so close to one another at any given moment. The person who sits across of Shuji Hanma is someone he recognizes but doesn’t fully know—he recognizes certain habits that even time couldn’t tear away from you. But your touch, your body and soul feel different. On them lingers this love and care you still held for the man along the years, but never to a full extent. It seemed as though even whilst with him, you were thinking of something else—somebody else. He could be mistaken and you’re just trying to push him away, but Hanma’s gut feeling never betrayed him.

His stomach twists in knots when he sees you reach for the jewelry adorning your neck—a necklace with a golden heart pendent. You hold onto it with so much care, cautious not to break the fragile accessory.

He is reading too much into it.

He pulls his eyes away from you once he’s done with his curry, polite enough to put his plate in the sink and wash it off for you. You stare at his large back in silence, contemplating your next words.

“Tonight’s Halloween.”

Hanma turns to look at you, his raised eyebrow an indication that he didn’t know where you were going with this.

“Yeah? You got a costume you want to show me?” he teases, bracing himself against your kitchen counter. You have to pull your eyes away from his hands and arms, ignoring the way your pussy throbs at how large he looks in your tiny kitchen. You realize what he says and make an offended face, standing up with your own plate and utensils and walking towards the sink.

“Over my dead body.” You nudge his side with your elbow, he moves away from the sink but still stands next to you.

“Okay then?” he questions as you turn on the water.

“You could stay and watch the movie.” You offer without looking at him. You were scared that your face would betray you, you almost slipped and said ‘with me’ and that would give him the upper hand, another thing to tease you about.

“Like a date night?” you halt your movements, quickly turning off the faucet and turning to stare at him. Your breath hitches when you see his face so close to yours. He isn’t trying to intimidate you, the playful glint in his eyes give away his true intentions. However, you can’t deny that having him so close to you was starting to be challenging for your self-control.

“I… I don’t know.” your voice is barely above a whisper. You try to build a wall between the two of you, put some distance, but it’s useless. Hanma stares at you with golden orbs that mimic lanterns lit up in the night, evoking a sense of nostalgia that felt so strange to you—

Up until now, Hanma was a mere teenage crush you had parted ways with on less-than-great terms. There wasn’t a single time during those twelve years where your heart yearned for the man, remembered the way he would make your stomach leap and be like a light at the end of the tunnel—why let such silly feelings resurface so unexpectedly? You could blame it on your celibacy, not having been out on a proper date for a couple of months now—but even as you look at it, you haven’t been this interested in anyone for a while.

What was Hanma Shuji doing to you? What was so different about him? Could it be that the man’s touch messed you up?

He steps closer to you, tall figure looming over your smaller frame in an attempt at caging you between him and the sink. He’s got a million things to say and yet, his lips remain frozen. Yearning to feel the warmth of your own softer, plushier ones. As you confess shakily, although your hands far too comfortable holding onto his shirt for it to sound convincing, he chuckles and you smell his minty breath.

Everything about him looks…inviting. You cannot look away from his neck, or his jaw or his lips. You’re lost in a trance, on this terrifying journey where you wish to be able to hear something other than your own heartbeat. Deafening, muting the world around you for a split second as Hanma leans down and captures your lips in a fiery kiss.

It’s different than the one shared at the ramen shop—there was no waiting, no longing for your touch for twelve long years. You were at hand reach, so close to him like a dream. Hanma needed you like the moon needs the stars, promised himself to tattoo the feeling of your lips against his for years to come—they fit perfectly against his, like a mold made specifically for his body. It’s surreal. The initial kiss is short, gently easing you into the sea of his passionate and intense loving, because when his lips reattach to yours, you���re being pinned to the wall.

His hands grab your face, they hold you in place like he’s been craving to breathe again for an eternity. You can smell him, feel him on you everywhere even with layers of clothes stuck to your skin, set ablaze like a furnace. His electrifying touch leave goosebumps in their wake, trailing from your cheek down to the back of your neck. There, his hand grips your nape before his fingers dig into your scalp.

When you gasp at his touch, Hanma’s heart leaps. Like a ticking bomb, it was only a matter of time before he unleashed a side of him he wasn’t sure he wanted to offer so early on. You’re such a tease, he thinks. Why were you giving him those eyes as he pulls away from the kiss? Why are you biting your already swollen lips if you didn’t want him to bury himself so deep inside you?

“Ask me to leave.” He says, voice firm as he tries to catch his breath.

“Shuji—“ you go for his face but he grabs your wrist mid-air.

“Ask me to leave, doll.”

“No.”

“This is your chance,” he leans down, close to your face and brushes his lips against yours. “—won’t stop if I start.”

“If I touch this,” his hand gropes your boob over your dress. “If I kiss this,” he yanks your head back, brushing his lips against your throat. “I promise you. I won’t be able to stop.”

At this point, you’re more than fed up with his teasing and crash your lips against his. You push yourself off the wall as get on your tiptoes to reach for his lips, and he decides to end your struggle and picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. You kiss him harder, teeth nibbling on his bottom lip as he marches towards your room.

“Didn’t take you for a biter,” his words are muffled against the skin of your neck as he kisses there. You throw your head back, allowing him more room to work with and you feel your back hitting the familiar soft mattress. The bed was made, but the blankets are quickly discarded to the floor as Hanma’s mess of limbs loom over your figure and plant hungry kisses on the skin that’s showing.

Thanks to your choice in outfit, Hanma finds it easy to strip you naked. Skilled fingers undo your bra to reveal your breasts in full display, but his hands are busy groping at your mound. You gasp at how rough he is handling your body, but the wet patch forming in your underwear indicated just how much you’ve been craving this kind of attention. His lips attach to your hardened nipple, whilst his left hand twists and fiddles with the other one. It feels like he is attempting to nurse on you with how hard he sucks, golden eyes staring deeply at your fucked out face. Messy hair sticking to your sweaty forehead, and your eyes barely able to stay open as he gives your erogenous zones the right amount of attention.

“Mmm you’re so soft,” he teases the nipple with his teeth and chuckles when he feels you try to squeeze your thighs together from under him.

“Shuji,” you breathe out, as soft as a silken thread.

Pulling away from your breasts, he admires the hickeys he’s painted across your skin—branding you as his on your very first night together. Sure, he’s done this before but never this passionately. He wants those bruises to never go away, glued to your skin like a tattoo and a constant reminder that this is what being his meant. He attaches his lips to your skin again, this time on your torso—he travels down to your stomach, passes your belly button before kissing right above your panties. He notices how drenched they are and hisses.

“Fuck, you’re fucking dripping.” He says as he moves them to the side and his mouth falls open, drool threatening to spill. “All for me, doll?” his thumb teases at your engorged clit and you whimper.

“Don’t tease, fuck—!”

You react almost immediately as he attaches his lips to your clit. Your legs try to close around his head but he is having none of it as he grips your thighs and forces them open, continuing his assault on your pussy.

“Shit, shit!” you gasp as he lays his tongue flat against the bud before moving his head from side to side while watching intently as you writhed and twitched under his touch. There was no way you could escape his mouth, tongue moving down to lap at your folds while his fingers pinched your clit. Hanma craves to exist between your thighs for the rest of eternity, a place so warm and so wet, offering him the best of both worlds.

He pushes two fingers past your folds, grinning from ear to ear when he sees the way your body tenses up. Curling them upwards, the combination of his rough finger fucking and his mouth’s continuous assault on your clit makes you cum hard. You’re writhing, crying desperately for the man’s head to leave your thighs. Soft “I can’t—I can’t!” resonate through the room, but soon die down when he spares your pussy and instead, litters soft kisses over the inner of your thighs.

“You did so well, took me like a champ,” it seems as though the only time Hanma shows any emotion beside boredom, is when he has you under his mercy like this. It’s when he makes you blush, flustered, angry or in this case, cum so hard that you have to take a moment to remember your name—that’s when he feels alive, as though life is worth living again.

Your heart thumps loudly when you hear him fumble with his belt. A sound that makes your ears perk up, eager with anticipation. You push yourself up with your elbows, licking your lips when you see the obvious bulge in his pants. It makes your mouth water, and your hand reaches down to palm him through his pants. A rough hand grabs your wrist, you look up at the man hovering over you with lustful eyes. You stare at him through your lashes, neither of you uttering a single word—he is telling you not to touch, not right now, and you are craving his body like earth needs the sun.

You squeeze the bulge, lips parting when he closes his eyes and leans down towards you. You hear a soft groan emitting from the back of his throat, and it’s your sign to do it again and even go further. Hanma puts a halt to your attempt with a rough kiss against your lips, pushing you back against the soft mattress until you are whining against his lips.

“Oh what is it?” he says, almost mocking your sounds. “Do you need something?”

“Shuji—“ you are way too embarrassed by how he is speaking to you, staring to the side. But he doesn’t seem to mind your bashfulness, rather indulging it by kissing your cheek and then your pulse. The kiss on the cheek is a stark contrast to how roughly he finger fucked you, and when he finally releases his cock and you see the way it jumps—your stomach twists in knots.

That thing will reach spots your own fingers haven’t been able to.

You panic when he starts to tease your folds, hands pushing at his shoulders to remind him to use protection. You did not want to have a kid running around anytime soon.

“I’m clean,” he says and a part of you can’t help but not fully trust him. He sees the expression on your face and chuckles, leaning down to kiss your neck as you melt back on the mattress.

“I get tested frequently.”

“I’m not on the pill—“

“Don’t worry, I can’t get you pregnant.”

You don’t have time to question what that could possibly mean, lips forming an ‘O’. You are forced to lay back and take it as Hanma’s cock keeps going deeper and deeper—you feel full of him. A sob erupts from your chest as you feel him pull his hips back and then—thrust.

He repeats the motion a few times, piercing eyes scanning your face like a hawk. He wants to memorize your body like the back of his hand, wants to tattoo the feeling of your warm and soft cunt at the forefront of his mind—you are so soft and pliable, making sweet noises that he easily swallows by kissing you deeply.

“Fuck you’re so sweet,”

You moan into his mouth when he angles his hips a certain way, Hanma grins victoriously against your lips and uses his hands to grab the back of your knees. Pushing them to your chest, he enjoys the sight of you taking his cock like a sweet girl. You’re so cock hungry, practically begging him to fuck you silly with those glossy eyes staring deeply into his.

“Yeah? You like that?” he purrs, his deep voice sending chills down your spine. He removes one of his hands from the back of your knee and wraps it around your neck in a possessive grip, watching as the early signs of your orgasm start to creep in on you like a shadow in the dusk.

“Such a nasty fucking girl—“ filth continues to spew out of his mouth at the same rate as your loud whines. Your eyes can barely stay open as he quickens his pace, jaw going slack when his thumb brushes over your sensitive bundle of nerves. He shamelessly leans back to stare at your pussy as he continues to fuck it, watching as his cock slides in and out of you. The room is filled with wet noises, the sound of skin slapping against each other reaching Hanma’s ears as he takes in the sight before him.

You were so pliant beneath him, no longer putting up walls in his presence. He loved it. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as the tip of his cock keeps nudging at that one spot that makes you dizzy. Your hand wraps around his wrist as he continues to pin you to the mattress by the neck, you stare up at him with glossy eyes, thighs twitching and your back arching off as you finally cum.

Hanma swears he has never seen something as magical. You feel like a magnetic force, pulling him closer with an irresistible allure that ignites a fire in his stomach and sets his senses ablaze. It tips him over the edge, he empties himself inside you with a loud groan as he lets go of your neck and holds onto your boobs as he buries his face into the crook of your neck.

Now what? It’s not like he’s never had sex before, he was in fact very good at it—but usually, he gets up and leaves the moment he empties his balls inside. Now, he worries that you would get the wrong idea, that you’d think he’s using you—does he want to use you?

Isn’t this what he wanted all along? To fuck you senseless the moment he saw you run towards the metro station in your tight skirt. His mind was reeling with all the possibilities of what could be underneath the fabric—perhaps a matching set, or if you wanted to be a tease, nothing.

He starts to wonder what his intentions were with you—he wanted to be your friend without getting too close to you. He couldn’t afford having you near him at all times, that came with a cost he wasn’t sure you could afford. In your arms, he didn’t feel as though he needed to prove anything to you—not his existence, nor his power. And for a man who lives his life in pure chaos, a house that didn’t have a mess isn’t one where he belongs.

His hands pull away from your body, his eyes scanning your face only to find that you were fast asleep. He could wake you up and tell you to go pee, but like a puppet, his own fears pulled on the strings as they desired—his feet carry him towards your door in speed record. Glancing one last time at the pot you left outside, he closes the door.

Even as he drives back to his place, Hanma can’t brush off the burning sensation sitting heavy on his chest.

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[ksakiswh0re-xo]

✧ telling hanma to bow to you instead :

cw: fem reader, role reversal, oral (f! receiving), dirty talk/degradation, fingering, impact play, brat-taming ig u can say

wc: 991

"On your knees."

His "Sin"-tattooed hand pointed down to the spot in front of him on the shiny, swirled-marble floor in his office.

Very characteristic of Hanma to demand head in the middle of him doing paperwork.

"How about you get on your knees for me?"

You quirked a perfectly arched eyebrow at him as you stood before his desk; all you were trying to do was ask him what he wanted for lunch.

You didn't have time for his shit today.

Hanma's golden eyes trailed all over your body, starting from your feet and moving up to your pretty fingers sporting those black stiletto nails with real 14K gold-chain detailing.

It came as no surprise to him that you'd say some shit like that; you've always been a brat.

Hell, that's why he liked you.

A dangerous, violent man like Shuji Hanma wouldn't dare put a weak-minded bitch at his side.

"Oh yeah?"

In an instant, all 6'4" of him was towering over you, skulking forward like a panther ready to pounce until he had backed you up against the bookshelf situated at the back wall.

In his pursuit of you, he had also grabbed his rolling chair from behind the desk to push in front of you once he had you trapped.

"Sit down."

"Shuji, I don't have time for this bullshit-"

"I said sit the fuck down."

With an exaggerated huff, you threw yourself into the chair, arms crossed over your chest indignantly. A true brat, indeed.

The corners of Hanma's lips turned up slightly, and he leaned down to kiss your forehead softly before grabbing you by the neck with the "Punishment" hand.

"Telling me what to do, huh baby? I kinda liked that glint in your eyes just then."

He tilted your head back to peck your lips, then put one hand on the chair to push it forward towards his desk.

Hanma slammed you against that desk, the sturdy oak material not even moving an inch with the impact.

"Can't say it's anybody's fault but my own, but that's okay. I like it when you get bitchy."

"What are you doing, Shuji? Stop messing around!" You moved to get up, but the look that he shot you quickly made you reconsider.

"You wanted me on my knees, so that's what I'm doing, baby."

He chuckled softly and dropped to his knees before you.

Your jaw almost dropped to the floor; this was new.

A small, golden key on a chain around his neck came into your line of sight as Hanma reached behind his head to unclasp it.

He used the key to unlock a bottom drawer on the desk and pulled out a pair of shiny, silver ankle cuffs along with a spreader bar.

“You like talking down to me? Making me into your little bitch? Huh, babe?”

Once he had you situated with your legs bent up at an angle and cuffed to either leg of the desk, he rolled his sleeves up.

Hanma spanked the fat parts of your thighs - left, right - alternating between “Sin” and “Punishment” as if you had wronged him, had betrayed him somehow and he wanted to make you suffer before he gave into pleasuring you.

Your body jolted and you flattened your back against the soft cushion of the chair with each strike.

He didn’t stop until your skin was so warm that it could’ve been glowing if you looked hard enough. His big, strong hands smoothed over the aching flesh and then slipped behind your knees to hike your legs up enough to slip his head between them.

The cuffs clinked against the legs of the desk, the cold material uncomfortably digging into your ankles.

“SHUJI, oh God!”

His hot tongue flickered over your clit; he used the tip to coax it from under its hood before pulling back and spitting a fat glob of spit onto it. The lewd sound echoed across the expanse of the large office space, making your face burn.

He moved his hands from behind your knees to grip your still-aching thighs and hold you steady as he buried his face in your wet cunt and went to town.

When Shuji was irritated and eating you out, he was doing it for his pleasure, not yours. It always felt like he was worshipping you, though. Doing his best to please you and show you that you didn’t belong anywhere else except with him.

“Mmm..,” he moaned, opening his golden eyes and staring up at your heated face as he continued to use his tongue to play between your folds. 

With a loud slurp, he pulled himself away, reluctantly.

“Ahh!”

Three fingers sunk into you; “Punishment” while “Sin” pulled your folds back so he could watch how your little hole stretched to take him.

“You’re soakin’ me, fuckin’ slut.” Hanma grunted as your juices began sliding down his wrist and forearm.

After only a few minutes of this, he removed his fingers and flicked them - you could hear your wetness splash against the marble floor, further embarrassing you but also turning you on.

He switched hands in rapid succession and began fingering you once again, twisting and angling his fingers directly at your G-spot.

“S-Shuji, please…” Your bottom lip was caught between your teeth, breathing labored.

"What's that?,” he leaned his ear towards you, “ready for me to get up, love?"

He sat back on his legs, knees spread wide so you could see how his cock strained against his pinstriped suit pants. You quickly shook your head.

"N-no, Shuji - please, don't stop!"

This brought a wicked smile to Hanma’s face and he licked over his lips before leaning back in to kiss each of your knees.

"Hmph, wasn't planning on it, brat."

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[douceurrrr]

in which shuji notices your different flavors of chapstick for each day of the week.

strawberry. is what you started with for Monday and every monday after you get ready for school you would apply it to your lips with a smack of your lips. anna's mom usually pick you up along with maya,shuji,anna, and sam. your parent/s would take you to school but you like being around your friends.

soon enough you realized Ms.kone had made it to your house so you made your way out the house after saying a good bye to your parent/s. once you got to the car you opened the door to see shuji smile at you, went he looks at you the way he does it makes you feel like he's the only one in the car. "hey shuj." you smile sitting next to him, closing the door.

"hey baby." he says before leaning down to kiss you. he kissed you long than usual, trying to decipher the taste of your chapstick. once he finally broke away he kiss lingered like he didn't really want to pull away. "strawberry?" shuji questioned.

"mmhm." you replied trying not to blush. everyone in the car watched the interaction. maya gaged but anna smiled dreamily.

"are you sure? I think I need a another taste just so I can know for sure." shuji teased but you weren't buying it, knowing what he was trying to do. "whatever." you rolled your eyes as shuji leaned back down connecting his lips with yours.

-

cherry. is what you apply on Tuesdays. for some reason school was closed that day which made you so happy. at this point you were laying on your stomach in the bed, swaying you feet back and forth playing with the phone cord around your finger as you talked to shuji.

"I bet you're on the bed with your feet swaying back and forth, huh?" he chuckled in the phone. and that you were.

"shut up." you whined.

"but I would rather have you do that on my bed, come over." he says. you applied your cherry chapstick and within seconds you were there.

you ringed the doorbell and in a couple of seconds the door opened to reveal shuji in a basketball jersey and some baggy pants. "hey shuj." you smiled and walked in the house after he closed the door and shuji close behind you. shuji didn't reply he just instantly pressed his lips against yours. "mhm cherry this time?" he says licking his lips.

"yep." you replied. shuji then began to stare at your lips, getting an urge to taste your cherry covered lips again, so he did. "okay slow down cowboy, we have the rest of the day ahead of us." you said while making your way to his room.

he just shook his head and followed you.

-

blueberry. now blueberry is your favorite. it was wednesday and you were in class that you shared with shuji. shuji didn't kiss you that morning because he wanted to wait to see what flavor you picked this time. you sat next to shuji who was just staring at you (well more like admiring). you soon felt like someone was staring at you so you look over to see shuji staring at you, you smile bashfully then looked away.

after that class shuji had went with his friend group he usually goes with and so did you. after a couple of minutes you heard some boys call maya ugis which you knew meant ugliest girl in school. you walked over to them. "maya we're getting your brother, come on." you told, grabbing maya's hand in anger.

once you reached shuji he was with his group of friends and then he noticed you coming over with maya and anna. "hey babe, what's going on?" he says seeing you in a angry state. "some boys have been really mean to maya." you said cross your arms to your chest.

"look I'm not going to beat up a 7th grader but I can teach her a couple of words." shuji says. after shuji said a couple of things maya and anna went off to give the boys a piece of her mind.

"you're such a good big brother." you flirted, putting your hands on shuji's shoulders. he smiled and kissed you. "I knew it would be blueberry." he smirked.

you rolled your eyes and shoved him playfully.

-

watermelon. well watermelon was your second favorite but it's still a favorite. it was friday eve and you couldn't wait for the week to be done. on wednesdays you have a half day which means school ends early. it was lunchtime and you obviously sat next to shuji and some more friends.

"okay so don't tell me.. banana?" shuji says trying to guess the chapstick you picked this time. "nope." you replied with a giggle.

after many failed attempts he gave up. "okay was what is it?" he huffed. "why don't you kiss for yourself." you said, puckering your lips. he happily complied and kissed you with his hand on the side of your jaw. "guys not at lunch." he's friend groaned so he flipped him off while kissing you.

"watermelon." he says with a droopy smile.

-

well it's sad to say that you did wear any chapstick this day. it was friday and you ran a little late to school so you skipped you daily routine of putting chapstick on. well after school that day you went over to shuji's house nervous because you didn't know how he'll react to you have not chapstick on but you braced yourself.

"hey shuj." you say was in the room where he plays his video games and sat next to him on the floor. "hey ladybug." he says before pecking you in the lips, you cringed because you knew he would notice. "no chapstick today, huh?" he pouted.

"sorry but you know I was running late to school this mor-" you paused when you noticed a sweet taste on your lips. vanilla?

"wait shuj, kiss me again right quick." you said getting his attention. shuji just pecks you again and you licking your lips. "are you wearing my vanilla chapstick?" you questioned, smirking.

"oh yeah you left it here, remember?" he says, eyes glued to the screen but looks over at you every five seconds. you smile at his antics and kissed him on the cheek making him smirk, knowing what he did.

[paroslineage]

THINGS I THINK THE :

MAFIA!TOKYO REVENGERS BOYS WILL DO FOR YOU.

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

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

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

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

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Context:

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

But...

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

YOU.

Scenario:

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

"Why is it dark honey?" He chuckles

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

The entire mansion was ransacked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

God did his heart hurt.

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

They were spoken loudly and fully finalized...

TOKYO REVENGERS BOYS WHO :

♡ Would be the one to hunt down your murderer

And brutally and ferally slaughter that bastard

That includes.

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

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

Which totals to 14 times.

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

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

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

With tears dripping endlessly down his emotionless visage.

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

He exhaled his smoke through his nose smiling painfully.

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

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

[eroticdarling]

I feel like if you showed him pictures of you for certain things his response would be crazy.

Like imagine sending him a few pictures of yourself because you don't know if you should post them on your social media.

His response wouldn't be a normal "Yeah, I think you should" or even a "Maybe you should post the first and second ones. I don't think the other ones would look best."

You're getting an unreasonable answer with a side of what he calls 'flirting'.

You: *Sent 4 attachments*

You: Shu, should I post these?

Shuji: Wsp babes

Shuji: Idk why but after seeing how hot u are...

Shuji: I wanna shoot my load inside u

You: Shuji answer the damn question

Shuji: U don't know how to take compliments 😒

Shuji: Post them

You: Thank you 🙄

Shuji: Can I still shoot inside u tho?

You: Goodbye ♥️

[baby-tini]

soooooooooo, fem! shuji hanma! x fem! reader?? 👉🏻👈🏻 (thank u for answer btw!! i will request later some emma headcanons heheh)

-She's so tall, standing at about 5'11, she's much taller then most of the men she fights and she finds it too be so funny. She's got a really nice figure as well, tiny waist with long legs and the prettiest hands that have knuckles that are always covered in blood and bruises

-She's so fucking mean, too literally everyone, and she's so cocky about everything. Especially about, men specifically, underestimating her because she's a girl. So when a man gets handsy with her, she beats his ass. As the man lays bloody and bruised on the floor, his face twisted in disbelief as she laughs in his face.

-She gets her nails done, but never long because she can't fight as well and she always complains about how she really doesn't understand how people wipe their ass with nails that long. She does like when you drag those claws down her back though, the pain makes her head all foggy.

-She's so mean when she sits on your face, because she doesn't just sit, she fucks. She will fuck your face, with no break, she only lets up when she's cum. She'll grab the back of your head and push you closer as she rides your tongue, saying the meanest things to you as she feels your tongue slip inside of her.

-Her hair is pretty too, she has that kind of e-girl style, her hair brown with blonde strands in the front, she lets them hang out when she ties her hair back, she does add more blond streaks later on because she likes it so much. While she likes too keep her hair short, she grew it out because she liked when you pulled on it. She always has you bleach her roots for her because she doesn't know what's she doing and her hair has fallen out when she fell asleep with the bleach in before.

-She's the meanest on her period, her cramps get so bad too the point where she can't walk so she likes too have you take care of her. Her period is pretty short but it's always so bad. She also thinks it's kinda cute when your period sinks up with hers. She derives a sick kind of pleasure when you suffer with her.

-She doesn't wear skirts, dresses on nice occasions, but she hates skirts. They're so uncomfortable for her, she much rather prefer too wear sweats and leggings. They're easy for her too move around in and she fights better, have you ever tried too smash someones teeth down their throat in a skirt? Well, she has and she couldn't move around at all, she also hates heels, again for special occasions but even then she quickly grows tired of them and always has slides in the car.

-She loves using straps on you, she knows she fucks you good already, but when your face twists into pure ecstasy, it makes her fuck you harder, and it's so much fun for her. With the different lengths girths, she doesn't just fuck you with it though, she makes you suck it off. Watching your lips wrap around the silicone head as she fucks your throat with it, the harness around her waist as you sit between her legs, her hand bobbing your head as she throws her back, it's as if she can really feel it.

-It's so easy for her too go into the dressing room with you, and people are none-the-wiser as she has her finger deep in your soft cunt, your hands against the mirror as your face is squished against the glass, her other hand covering your mouth too prevent you from being too loud.

[dadyscumslutprincess20]

Tokyo Revengers | Live Action Version 18+ Favorite Sex position

☙:includes ~ Draken, Mikey , Mitsuya, Baji , Hanma

☙:CW: Fem!Reader, Black/mixed reader , Smut , Fingering, name calling , rough , sex, hand cuffs, choking

A/n: all characters are 18+

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☙ Mikey Sano

MIKEY : Cowgirl

Roaming his hands all over your body as you bounce on his cock as fast as you could , letting out needy moans , placing your hands on his bare chest as you feel his cock slide deeper inside your soaked pussy slowly looking Mikey in his eyes “M-Mikey please” you moan out as you look at him with pleading eyes , smirking as he looks you in the eyes “Hmm ..what’s that” he then sits up on his elbows as he gives you a evil grin “I don’t help sluts , now make me cum or you won’t be allowed to cum all night” he then lays back down as he watches you with the same evil grin as you let out a moan , tightening at his words

☙Draken

☙Draken , Doggy Style

Biting on your lip as you start to taste the metallic taste of blood , as you try to pry your wrist from the tight hold of the hand cuffs , which you knew would leave a mark, as Draken grabs your waist pounding harder and deeper kissing your cervix as your walls tighten around his cock “D-Draken.. Slow D-Down” you managed to moan out as you still try to pry your wrist free , “ Aww , But you were being such a needy whore a few minutes ago, you can take it” Draken says as he started to pound in your cunt faster then before as he lets out deep groans , pulling you closer which each thrust , as he pulls you up straight so your back was against his chest as he grabs hold of your throat “Gonna make this pussy feel real good” as he bends you back over and fucks you harder

☙Mitsuya , The Face Off

Bouncing faster on his cock letting out sweet moans as you feel his cock sliding in and out of your soaked pussy as he lets out deep groans rubbing up your curves as his hands stops on your waist giving them a tight squeeze as he holds you in place lifting his hips a bit as he starts to pounds in your pussy causing you to tighten around his cock “F-Feels S-So G-Good Mitsuya” you moan out as you wrap your arms around his neck pulling him closer to your huge plump boobs , “F-Fuck just l-like that Princess” Mitsuya then removes one hand from your waist as he slowly travels it down to your clit as he starts to give it fast rubs cashing you to tighten more on his cock as you bounce harder letting out loud moans “Be a good girl and Cum for Daddy Princess”

☙Baji

( couldn’t find one of him older ☹��)

☙Baji , The SeaShell

As Baji pounds in your cunt , one hand tightly grabbing your throat as you let out a loud moan trying your hardest to not let go of his arms “B-Baji , I-I Can’t , B-Baby no more please” you moan out as you look Baji with pleasing eyes , tears streaming down your face , Smirking as his canine teeth become visible licking his lips as he looks down at your dripping pussy as his cock slides in and out of you with ease looking back at you as he smiles “Aww come on just one more time baby girl” pounding in your pussy faster as his free hand slowly reaches for your clit as he presses on your clit as he starts to give your clit fast rubs causing you to tighten on his cock “ Fuck , such a needy whore, gonna feel this pussy up real good”

☙Hanma

☙Hanma , Stand And Deliver

“F-FUCK H-HANMA” you moan out as he pounds into from behind holding onto both of your wrist tight causing you to stay in a standing position while being bent over as Hanma pounds into your soaked pussy senselessly as you claw at his arms “Stop clawing at me you fucking bitch, this is the punishment you get for dressing like a whore” Hanma then chucks as he feels your pussy tighten around him at his words “You like being treated like a whore , well liked see what this flexible can do huh” Hanma chuckles as he lets go of one of your wrist quickly grabbing your leg as he lifts it with ease placing it over his shower as he grabs hold of your wrist again causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head as he pines deeper and fast in your pussy causing him to kiss your cervix “F-FUCK” you moan out as your mouth hangs out causing drool to fall from your mouth “It’s just the beginning baby cum for me yeah”

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[strawberryfairi]

Synopsis✨: The story of how you catch heavy feelings for the hot photography student, Shuji Hanma…even though you already have the perfect (fake) boyfriend.

Pairings: Photography Student! Shuji Hanma X Dance Major! Black Fem 🤎 Reader (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾‍♀️) Content: Drama, lots of denial, angst, sneaky link, lots of cheating, mutual pining, unserious Shuji, controlling parents, forced relationships, romance, fighting, porn with a good plot vibes, intense sexual tension, etc (just find out the rest lol)

w.c: 5k💠 Released: April 1, 2024

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NOTE: Honestly, idk bout this chapter fr, I like it but don't at the same time lol. I was kinda struggling with this chapter buuuuut the tea 🫖 is for sure hot with this one! Hope y'all enjooooy❤︎

C.W: SMUT and HOT TEA! P in V, oral: fem receiving (I think that's it really)

7; Fake Date 约会

Flashback Saturday

A soft knock comes from Ken's dorm suite door, ripping him out of his wild-running thoughts.

"Comin'!" He hollers lazily, setting his alcohol bottle down and making his way out to the front door.

"Emma?" His brow raises confusedly.

"H-hi Ken. Could I come in?" She asks sheepishly, clutching the strap of her tote bag.

💎

"So, you know I'd never go out of my way to start any drama, and I care about you both. You two are my friends." Emma says in a cautious, sincere tone, looking at her hands clasped together nervously in her lap.

The two of them were sat on the edge of Ken's bed, the room slightly messy which was unusual for the guy. "Yeah...?" He raises a brow, starting to become skeptical.

"So...the other day I-....I saw Y/N get into someone's car. A guy's car. And I know that might not sound like anything bad but, I don't know, it just gave me an odd feeling. She had her duffel bag with her and-

"You think she's cheating on me?" Ken cuts in, his tone coming across a bit sharper than he intended.

"No! No I-...I just wanted to maybe warn you...of the possibility?" Her brows furrow, not really sure what exactly she was even trying to say. Emma starts to doubt herself, doubt her reasoning for coming here. So what if she got into another guy's car? Was it really that deep to come and "warn" Ken about?

"The possibility?" He raises a brow.

Emma shakes her head, getting up from the bed and grabbing her tote bag. "I know, I know! Why would I say that? I'm sorry-I'm such an idiot. I shouldn't have come-

"No, it's fine Emma." Ken starts, grabbing her wrist and stopping her in her place. "To be honest I've been suspicious of her for a little while now." He sighs exasperatedly.

"Wait what?!" Emma's brows furrow in a mix of shock and confusion.

"It's not the first time I was told she got in a car with some other guy, and if it were her friend Baji neither of you would'a come to me about it."

"But-...but we don't know for sure if that means-

"You said you had an 'odd feeling', right? Well so do I." He says bitterly.

"That doesn't mean we're right, Ken." Emma assures, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. Ken's jaw clenches as he looks to the side in thought.

"Emma...she's not in love with me. I know she's not, and it's becoming more and more clear every single day." He mutters wearily, feeling that harsh tug on his heart that he's been trying to run away from for the past few weeks.

"What?!" She outbursts, brows furrowed in bewilderment. "How could you say that?! You've been together for so long, how could you think-

"It's fake." Ken says plainly, rolling his eyes. Emma pauses, her mind malfunctioning as she tries to process his words. "W-what?" She murmurs, barely above a whisper.

"Our relationship, Emma, it's fake. Our parents are making us be together, and-...she just doesn't love me." He huffs exasperatedly.

Emma's brows furrow in disbelief, shaking her head. "I really don't understand. All this time, it's-..it's never been real? But I've seen you two though, the way you look at her, I know you're in love-

"Yeah, I am. She's the one that's not in love with me." He rolls his eyes. Emma looks up at him with an apologetic, and admittedly still baffled, expression.

"Don't look at me like that. I don't need pity, ok?" Ken grumbles, his tone much lower than before.

"I'm not pitying you, Ken. I'm sympathizing." Emma frowned, placing a hand on his cautiously.

"Lately I just-...I can feel her drifting away. She's slipping from me; right out of my hands, Emma."

"Is that why you've been..doing this more often?" She asks softly, gesturing towards the empty alcohol bottles on his once tidy desk.

Ken sighs, resting his elbows on his knees as he places his head in his hands. "Yeah."

"Ken I-..you know, it may not be my place to say, but this isn't a good outlet. You're an athlete, this'll only cause problems for you in the future. I understand how you're feeling, but don't take it out on your body."

"Nothing else works." He mumbles.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean the girl I slowly started to fall in love with doesn't feel the same, Emma! I've tried everything to get my mind off it, but it doesn't change the fact that I'm not good enough for her!" Ken outbursts, looking up at Emma with teary eyes.

"Ken..." Emma trails off, not even sure of what to really say anymore.

"I've been takin' it out on her too, the girl I'm supposed to be in love with, getting pissed at her 'cause she doesn't feel the same. Then to make it worse, I think I might've said something bad to her one time; while I was high. She hasn't looked at me the same ever since. At this point, any chance I had to get her to love me back just went out the window." He shakes his head, tone filled with disappointment.

"I don't know, I just-..I just wanna feel something else. Even for a second." He admits wearily.

The two pause, looking one another in the eyes as the they both inwardly debate the exact same thing.

Emma knows she's always had feelings for Ken, ever since they first met during the universities' one week summer program. But she also knows where she stands with him, where her lane has always been. But in this small moment, all she can think of are his words, ringing all throughout her mind.

I just wanna feel something else....

She understands exactly how Ken feels, as she too is in the same boat. The one she loves is sitting directly in front of her yet feels just out of her reach, too busy sulking over a girl that's never even cared for him the way she does to notice her.

Ken sucks in a breath, suddenly feeling a heavy weight on his shoulders even heavier than what he's already been dealing with. How could he be mad over the thought of his girl possibly cheating when he's debating doing the exact same thing in this very moment. Before Ken can even decide for himself, Emma abruptly leans in, placing her lips desperately onto his. The kiss was only a few seconds long, yet it seemed to drag and linger all at the same time.

Emma pulls away as fast as she leaned in, hovering her hands over her mouth as her eyes widen in horror. "I-oh my god, I'm so sorr-

Ken cuts her off, taking her by the cheek and pulling her into another kiss, deciding that if drinking and using those drugs Cho's friend has been getting him wasn't working, then Emma will do just fine instead.

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The Present Tuesday Night Shuji's Place

"Hmmmm." You moan blissfully. Shuji's shower is everything, a whole different type of experience from your little dorm suite shower. First of all it's pretty big since he's so tall, which you were actually expecting, and the water pressure is so much better than yours. Second of all, his soaps smell soooo good.

Once you were done your shower and moisturizing with his lotion you found, you wrapped yourself back up in the black towel and headed out of his room.

Since you came straight to his place from your rehearsal you never got the chance to bring anything to change into, so you'd need something of his.

You spot Shuji over at the kitchen shirtless, his back turned to you as he focuses on whatever dish he's making. It actually smells amazing, much to your genuine surprise. A devious smirk makes its way on your lips, an idea popping into your head. Sneaking over as quietly as possible, you make your way behind him, hoping he wouldn't turn around and ruin your plan. Your grin widens as you finally get right behind him, your hands reaching out for his sides.

"AAH!" You holler, your fingers nipping at his sides as you attempt to scare him.

"Ohhhhh noooo!" He says in a fake terrified tone, turning the fire of the stove off then looking down at you as he chuckles at your disappointed expression. "That was cute." He adds, poking your nose, and only furthering your disappointment in the turn out.

"Bruh..." You deadpan, pouting your bottom lip. He's not one of those jumpy people. "I need some clothes. I don't got nothin'." You state plainly, changing the subject.

"For what? I think you're good just like that, angel." He says seductively, snaking his right arm around your waist and pulling you close. Your heart flutters in your chest, the way his light golden brown eyes look into yours so lustfully makes you feel trapped.

"Hey wait, don't start." You warn.

"Don't start what?" He asks innocently, setting the big spoon he had down and walking you backwards till you were up against the little island area.

"What you're starting right now", You chuckle, placing your hands on his arms, "We're supposed to have dinner first."

"Fuck it, I wanna go straight to dessert." His hands reach under your towel, gripping onto your ass firmly. "Gosh." You look down and to the side completely flustered. "You always make me feel so nervous..." You admit with a shy chuckle, still unable to look at him. He hums in satisfaction, his large hands slowly squeeze and massage your soft cheeks.

"I know, I love it; it turns me on. Now shut your sexy ass up and gimme a kiss." He demands playfully, brushing his lips along your jawline. You let out a small laugh, turning your head and placing your lips onto his. His left hand continues massaging your cheek, while the right slowly drags its way up to wrap around your neck, locking you in place. You gasp against his lips, feeling overwhelmed by the way he forces his tongue into your mouth all while firmly squeezing your throat.

He makes the kiss sloppy and slow, the sound of his tongue ravaging yours filling the space. Shuji pulls away, a thin string of saliva forming between both of your lips. His sensual eyes gaze into yours so intensely your legs involuntarily squeeze shut, trying to create a bit of friction for your needy core, aching for him like he was your source of oxygen. "You don't understand how much that little thing you do turns me on." He rasps sensually.

"What? What'd I do?" You mutter bashfully.

"You know. When you close your legs like that..." He looks down at your thighs then back up, letting out a deep sigh like he was trying to compose himself. "It makes me wanna do every nasty, wild thing I can think of to you." He says lowly, practically moaning as he spoke. You blink a few times completely shook at his words, only able to watch as the hand once around your neck takes the towel off your body, throwing it somewhere random. Then he cups your breasts, gently running his thumbs over your already hardened nipples.

"So here's what's gonna happen. I'm gonna make you cum on my tongue, and my fingers...then you're gonna bend over on this counter and cum all over my dick like a good girl, you got me angel?" He states simply, his pretty eyes trapping you in place.

Damn...

You swallow, feeling almost intimidated at how incredibly horny, and dead serious, he is. "Yes." You answer breathlessly, slowly nodding your head. He gives you a satisfied grin, then captures yours lips in another intense kiss.

You've lost track of time, and honestly, your mind has completely fogged up by now. It's not like you haven't gotten head before, but it's never been anything like this, or for such a long time.

Your fingers were laced through Shuji's pretty dark hair, gripping onto the strands and pulling. Heavy, labored breaths mixed with loud, sob-like moans fill the apartment, along with the utterly lewd noises coming from the sloppy and noisy way he eats you out. He's some kind of water deprived, feral man right now, licking and slurping away at your innocent pussy like he's been through the longest drought and you were an oasis of fresh water.

And then, he wraps his moist lips around your throbbing clit, sucking then flicking his tongue over and over. His finger plays with your tight entrance, circling and prodding before easing its way in to his knuckle, knocking the breath from your lungs. "Ooohh!" You cry out loudly, brows furrowing as he instantly adds another, setting the perfect medium pace back and forth. His long fingers, curl deep inside, hitting that perfect spot that nearly knocks the wind out of you. "Aaah, daddy!", You cry out shakily, "Right there!"

He moans lowly in satisfaction, the deep hum reverberating against your clit.

"I'm gonna cum again! Please, please don't stop!" You whine loudly. It was such a contrast of reactions, as you beg for more yet your hands and pads of your feet push against him. His fingers speed up their pace, just enough to make you cum on the spot. Your legs tremble as he works you through your heavy orgasm, slowing down to a stop.

Your body relaxes, puffing out soft, little pants.

"I ever tell you y'look so pretty when you cum?" Shuji asks flirtatiously, running his hands up your thighs and grabbing your hips gently. "Stop." You chuckle shyly, turning your head to the side. He laughs along with you, leaning over you and giving you a surprisingly soft peck on the lips.

"I'm serious, Doll, you make the best faces. It makes me wanna fuck you like this instead..." He murmurs softly, bringing your hips to the edge of the counter and lining himself up with your leaky entrance, sliding inside you easily. The two of you gasp in perfect sync, his large hands gripping your hips tightly as he thrusts to the base, moaning lowly at the feeling of him stretching you out once again.

Instantly he sets a pace, giving you hard and heavy thrusts that make your legs tremble and your eyes roll back in pleasure. "Ughhh, fuck! Oh my god!" You moan loudly, the sound of your creamy, wet pussy reaching up to your ears.

"Right there, baby?" He murmured, hitting your sweet spot again and again.

"Yeeess!" You cry, throwing your head back as you felt yourself speeding towards another intense orgasm. He thrusted into you harder, making your body slightly jerk against the now warm countertop with every movement. Your moans shot up louder and louder, your whole body shaking and squirming under him.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" You whimper shakily over and over, reaching down and gripping his arms tightly.

"Mhm, cum for me." He moans, keeping his fast strokes steady. You arch your back, breasts bouncing violently as you released all over him. He keeps going, not even bothering to slow down as you climax. You're absolutely reeling. "You're so damn wet." He coos, looking down at you with his pretty golden colored eyes. Abruptly, Shuji slows his pace down, slower and deeper, making you feel every single inch. You let out a long, drawn out moan, rocking your hips with his thrusts.

"Fuuuuck, it's so deeeep!" You whine breathlessly as he grinds into you harder with every stroke. You were about to cum all over again that fast. Then he leans over you, his captivating face just inches from yours, and says "Your man can't handle all this, pretty angel. You're too much for him."

Your breath hitches in your throat between moans, your brows creasing into a slight wince. Guilt suddenly washed over you, but not guilt that you were cheating, guilt that with every fiber of your being you felt that Shuji was right. All you could do was moan loudly in agreement, basking at the way his soft lips leave wet kisses against your neck.

"He can't fuck you like this, can he?" He questions, picking up the pace. His hands slide their way up your body, cupping and squeezing your breasts then running his thumbs over your hard nipples. "Uh uhh!" You shake your head weakly, looking up at him with glossy eyes. Those words and his hands squeezing your breasts  were all it took for you to reach that beautiful climax again, the corners of your eyes watering with pleasure-filled tears.

Shuji slows to a stop, letting you ride it out this time, then helps you into a new position, bent over the counter with your hands splayed by either side of your head. He pulls your hips back against him, thrusting inside you, making you cry out "Ahhh!" loudly in pleasure. Your skin colliding with his and the beautiful pants and moans from both of you fill your ears, making you feel almost drunk.

"You feel so good daddyyy." You moan, throwing your ass back to meet with his hard thrusts. Shuji makes what you think might be the sexiest sound you've ever heard, a deep, drawn out moan that echoes in your mind. You had to hear it again, so you keep going, using your hands on the counter to help you. "Fuuuck baby." He groans sensually, loosening his grip around your hips.

"Keep going till you make yourself cum." Shuji instructs, running his hands up your back then down and over your ass, giving your right cheek a little smack. You whimper in response, loving the sting his hand left.

You didn't last very long, and quickly you were reaching another orgasm. It was becoming harder to stay steady, every movement becoming labored and weak. Your body is shaking too much, you couldn't help but slow down. "I-I can't!" You stammer, voice quivering.

"Don't stop." He commands, gripping your hips and setting you back at your original, faster pace. "I caaan't!" You whine, unable to keep up with this pace. You were starting to feel like before, when he made you squirt the first time. It was too overwhelming to control yourself. "'S it too much, angel?" He teases, giving you hard thrusts that made your walls flutter. Loud ah's were all you could respond with, squeezing your eyes closed as your legs flail around.

Then, the tightness in your cord breaks like a dam, squirting all over him as you scream. "So fuckin' sexy." He moans lowly. That was just enough for him to reach his own high, cumming soon after you.

You both pant heavily, slowly coming down from the intensity of climaxing. "We made a mess." Shuji chuckles, leaning over you and kissing the space between your neck and shoulder. You hum weakly in response, still not yet ready to move or stand upright.

40 Mins Later

You were beyond surprised that the two of you weren't knocked out immediately after everything that went down, too tired to really eat, but no. There seemed to be almost a short boost of energy from the both of you. Or at least enough of a boost of energy to want to eat before going to sleep.

He'd given you a red shirt to wear, though really it's a mid thigh length dress on you, but that just made it feel cozier. Tonight he'd made you both chicken curry, using Jasmine rice. It was a surprising meal choice in your opinion. You definitely did not really think of Shuji as the cooking type. Your both sat at the table near the kitchen, one across from the other.

"I can't even lie..." You begin, chuckling a little bit.

"Why do I already know what you're gonna say..?" He narrows his eyes halfheartedly at you.

"I'm surprised you cooked something this nice and like...didn't immediately burn the whole apartment building down. I'm actually impressed!" You full out laugh, his salty expression amusing you.

"I can cook a few things. I'm not livin' off cup noodles every single day." He pouts.

"I'm kinda jealous. My tiny little spot they call a kitchen space doesn't really let me make too many nice meals like I would at home. I wish I had an apartment." You huff, pouting before taking another bite of food.

"The dorms have a kitchen space?!"

"Yeah! They're like literal suites. There's a little living room, kitchen, and my dorm has a bathroom right across from my bedroom."

"You do have an apartment then. It's just a small ass one." He chuckles.

"Yeah, but it's not like-..WAIT SIDEBAR CONVERSATION!" You outburst abruptly.

"I don't even know why this just popped in my head, but bruh, story time. So I'm getting ready for rehearsal tonight, right? I'm at the water fountain fillin' up my bottle and all of a sudden this random ass, quiet ass guy just appeared. He's like stuttering his ass off talkin' bout "h-h-hey there" all weird-..."

You tell him the whole story, trying but failing to remember what that guys name was.

"He asked you on a date?" Shuji raises a brow, letting out a scoff-like laugh.

"He sure did! He was acting like he's seen me before too, which I don't know maybe he has, but I've never seen the dude! It was just the weirdest thing ever, and the way he wasn't trynna let go of my hand...I was like naaah I gotta bounce." You shake your head, laughing a bit along with him. Talking about it like this with Shuji made you feel less uncomfortable about the whole situation.

"What'd he look like?" He asks curiously.

"Not gonna lie, weird. But he had like kinda longish hair, dark eyes; plaid outfit. Really plain." You shrug. "I mean, I just told him I have a boyfriend, which..is true..." You trail off, feeling a little awkward saying that since you were currently living it up with another guy.

There goes the guilt again...

"What's up with you and him anyways?" He asks, his brow slightly raised in curiosity.

"Who? Ken?" You furrow your brows, completely caught off guard by the sudden switch of topics.

"Yeah. You two havin' trouble in paradise or somethin'?"

You go silent, pursing your lips a bit into a frown. "Uuhhh, it's not-..no, we're fine, really. We just argue a lot these days, but that's normal-

"Is it?" He cuts in, raising a brow.

"Well what do you know? You ever have a girlfriend?" You sass.

"No. But I know I wouldn't let my girl slip away over somethin' as dumb as a few arguments. Especially not one like you." His tone is shockingly sincere, looking you dead in the eyes. That last part was so unnecessary, and it bothered you the way it made your heart flutter like a lovestruck middle school girl. You huffed exasperatedly, debating with yourself if it seemed like a good idea to vent your relationship frustrations to the guy you're currently cheating on your "boyfriend" with.

"I'm not slipping away from him. We're fine." You mutter tight lipped, rolling your eyes a bit. "Sooo, what's your definition of slippin' away then doll, 'cause to everyone else that's exactly what you're doin'." He quips with a breathy chuckle. You narrow your eyes at him, getting annoyed at how he keeps backing you into a corner with every response you give him. "Ok..sure, maybe it is. Doesn't mean I don't still care." You throw your hands up.

"How do you care and slip away at the same time?" He asks with a raised brow. "Well-..." You go silent, not really able to think of a good comeback in time, so he takes the chance to go and throw another question your way. "If you don't wanna be with him, why bother to stay?"

You clench your jaw, barefoot tapping against the wooden floor rapidly. Ok, now he's treading into real deep, uncharted waters. What's he even care about any of this for? He doesn't really seem like the deep, emotional conversations type, but clearly that must be wrong.

"I bother to stay because that's what you do when you care for someone-

"No, that's what you do when you feel like you don't have any other options." He cuts in, his tone all matter of fact like he knows better than you or something.

"Ok then, you're right, I don't have any other options! Are you happy now, detective Hanma?! I stay because I have to." You argue, heart pumping a mixture of anxiousness and annoyance. The only people who know about your situation with Ken are your teacher Janette and recently Baji, that's it. It was already risking a lot telling those two but you actually trust them. Hanma though...he's too new. You weren't one hundred percent sure he wouldn't tell, yet at the same time, he hasn't spilled anything about you cheating all this time.

His lips part once again, getting ready to hit you with another personal question. "What's making you feel like-

"Our relationship is fake! It's fake, Shuji! It's why I seem like I never care, and why I seem to never feel all that bad about "cheating" on him. You can't really cheat on someone you're not even actually dating." You rant exasperatedly, resting your chin on your hand with your elbow propped up on the table.

He blinks a few times, looking at you like you just told him the earth is actually in the shape of a cube and not a sphere.

"Our parents...they're the ones making us be together. His dad and my mom to be exact. They want us together because I guess it looks good or something; I really don't even know anymore why they're making us do this. Their reasoning kind of changes the longer this goes on. First it was to keep a good appearance in front of sponsors and the administration, then it was to keep us from getting "distracted" from our goals or whatever. Basically if I break up with Ken, she'll pull me out of the school. I won't be able to dance, and I kinda care more about dancing than I do trynna fight about not wanting to be with Ken." You clarify softly, tone exhausted and slightly ashamed.

"I...wasn't expecting that." He says in shock, his eyes slightly wide as he takes in this new information.

"Yeah. Who would?" You murmur dryly.

"So...would you rather spend time with me or your fake boyfriend?" He raises a brow, a completely inappropriate for the situation type of grin on his face. "Wow." You shake your head, not even a little bit shocked that he'd ask something like that in this exact moment. Not a single "sheesh, that's really tough" or "I'm so sorry you're going through that", nope, his mind went straight for a would you rather question to boost his own head up. Such a guyish response.

"Neither." You respond nonchalantly, leaning back in the dining chair, matching the same smug grin on his face. He pouts, admittedly in a very cute way, placing a hand on his chest.

"Whaaaat?! I'm hurt, angel. I just made you cum like five times;...and made you a nice dinner just as you said." He says.

"Ok, first of all, no you did not actually keep count. Second, sure, for some reason I guess I would rather spend time with you over Ken. But don't get too hype, this could very well be just a little phase." You chuckle, pointing a warning finger at him. "Oh just a little phase? Come sit on my lap and say that again." He challenges with a flirtatious tone. A mischievous grin makes its way across the length of your lips, scooting your chair back from the table a bit.

"Nah I'm good. Why don't you come over here and make me say it again?" Your eyes sparkle with a little excitement as you stand your ground.

The both of you go dead silent, eyes watching each other, waiting for who would break first.

"I'm waiting..." You tilt your head to the side, sassiness dripping off your tongue.

He narrows his eyes halfheartedly, raising from the chair and making his way over to you. You watch in excitement as he rests his hands on either side of your seat, caging you in. Your eyes meet, and a sensual chill goes down your spine. Shuji's lips press onto yours in a dominating kiss, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth. A soft, blissful moan slips passed your lips, your hands cupping his face. Slowly he pulls away, lingering his lips against yours.

"You think you're so cute, huh? Tellin' me what to do." He rasps with a halfhearted glare.

"No, I know I'm cute tellin' you what to do", You chuckle softly, tapping your nose against his, "You like it always."

"Yeah; not really sure why." He grumbles.

Your lips shift into a smug grin. "It's that particular effect I have, you know? I just give off-

"Alright, not too much..." He waves you off, going and taking both of your plates to the sink. You giggle at his reaction, watching him briefly get to washing the dishes.

"Hey so...when are you gonna put those dance courses to use and dance for me?" He asks playfully, yet also fully serious. "Oop?" You laugh, brows furrowed in confusion and amusement at the random and abrupt topic change. "Uhhh, I gotchu after you dance for me. How 'bout that?" You chuckle softly. "Ok...I got a lil somethin'." He grins back at you, doing a very...interesting movement with his shoulders.

"Stop. Immediately stop." You cringe between laughs. He sets the plates on the little dryer rack, dries his hands off, then makes his way back over to you. "Dance with me." He says playfully, taking your hands and pulling you to your feet.

"How do you have all this energy? I thought we were gonna go to sleep now." You whine halfheartedly, nodding towards his bedroom behind you.

"You don't wanna dance with me?" He pouts cutely, pulling you close to him.

"I mean...do you even know how to dance like this?" You raise a knowing brow.

"Well you're the dancer. Teach me." He shrugs.

"Teach?! Uh uh, it's time to go to sleep. How do you all of a sudden wanna do a whole dance lesson?! Like, I know for a fact as soon as your head hits that pillow you're gonna be gone." You shake your head, taking his hand and attempting to lead him to the bedroom. He doesn't budge at all, just standing there still pouting like a baby.

"Ughhhh, ok, you know what? I promise I'll dance with you, but not tonight." You assure softly, giving him the most sincerest expression.

He instantly smiles at your promise, taking you and picking you up in his arms. "You better not forget."

A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: Ok but....not Ken and Emma tho. It's giving very much hypocrite with Ken. 🎶I'm not feelin' it, I'm not feelin' it!🎶! (Y'all know that Beyonce song? No? Ok...)

[cindol]

ass lover hanma shuji blurb!

hanma shuji x black fem reader

﹒.ᐟ 𐚁 cw— hanma is 28, ass eating, consent is given,

a/n : probably one of the most filthy smut asks I’ve done

Hanma loves a nice pair of tits to honk or lick at but something he loves even more is an ass and with you as a girlfriend how could he not?

everyday with you it was like your ass was taunting him, like it had a mind of it’s own more than you just being a tease. For poor you any pair of pants or shorts you wore around the house was just gonna rile hanma up.

Seeing you in a pair of mom jeans was a bl struggle. Your initial intent was just thinking it was cute so you just had to show hanma how you look as he sat in the living room. Making a show of yourself, twirling around and even doing a 360 to them ask him.“so, you like them on me? I think they fit my shape nice!”

hanma’s responds with a grunt in his voice.“oh they fit your shape real nice alright.” Just trying to contain the sarcasm in his voice.

shorts are a different story for him. You know the man he is so you’re almost asking for it when you wear some blue denim shorts around him paired with a white tank top, a dangerous combo around someone like him. Strolling past him while he’s watching tv is enough of a strike for him to have enough.

It didn’t take long for him in minutes to have you ass arched up on the couch just from some compliments and sweet talking with a funny tv sitcom playing in the background.

“You’ve been really teasing me this week with all of this you got back here y’know? Makes a man go crazy coming home, seeing his girl stroll past him in these shorts..” he took a pause to slap your covered ass making you yelp.

“I think I deserve just a little treat yeah?” he knew your response from the whine you made instead of a yes.

with your shorts discarded in some corner of the living room hanma’s face was buried between your cheeks and his tongue buried inside your hole. His tongue felt like some long snake with how it probed and just hit your spot so good inside your ass.

You had to grope a couch pillow with how good it felt. Even though he’s done this to you before it always caught you by surprise just how good of an ass eater hanma was.

Sometimes he would even lick over both your wet pussy and mouth, getting you extra wet just to hear your moans increase.

[effetsecndaires]

— 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. (𝐡𝐜𝐬)

INCLUDES | takashi mitsuya, manjiro sano (bonten tl), chifuyu matsuno, shuji hanma, tetta kisaki, haruchiyo sanzu.

CONTENT WARNING | sanzu's contains nsfw, mention of eating disorders. fem!reader.

NOTE | all characters are in their 20s, english isn't my first language! (divider by cafekitsune)

— MITSUYA.

Mitsuya has a hard time getting over your death. He's constantly haunted by the feeling that he somehow failed to protect you, even though your death had nothing to do with him and everyone around him always insists on the fact that there's nothing he could have done to prevent it.

His grief gets so bad that taking care of himself becomes the last thing on his mind. He neglects his appearance and barely eats anymore, he simply can't find the motivation to carry on with his life as if nothing happened. The only thing he looks forward to every day is going back to sleep.

His dreams have become a sanctuary, a safe place where death doesn't exist and the two of you can finally reunite.

— MIKEY.

Mikey keeps a stoic expression the entire time he's being told the news. He's biting his tongue, trying not to let his emotions show.

He feels his heart break into a thousand pieces as fear, anger, and grief all overtake him at once. He wants to scream, to lash out, to hit something. But he doesn't say a single word. He closes his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm himself down.

He then nods curtly before exiting the room and heading to a quiet place where he can gather his thoughts. The world around him feels distant, everything turning into white noise as he struggles to come to terms with what he's just been told.

Mikey hadn't been in touch with you for nearly a decade and he's unsure if he's even supposed to mourn you as intensely as he does, not knowing if you still remembered or even cared about him after all those years.

All he knows is that he did still care about you, and your death feels like a cruel joke life played on him, a punishment that cuts him to the core for all the crimes he's committed.

— CHIFUYU.

Chifuyu completely isolates himself from the world. The moment he hears about your death, he breaks down and cries inconsolably for a solid hour, completely shattered by the loss of yet another friend.

He blames himself for not having done enough to save you, and your death brings back the same overwhelming emotions he experienced when he lost Baji.

With a heavy heart, he visits your grave every day and places a single flower on top of your gravestone, silently expressing his love and respect for you. He takes a moment to collect himself then heads to Baji's resting place where he repeats the same ritual and prays that the pain of losing his best friends will eventually get better.

— HANMA.

Hanma acts like he doesn't care. He'll put on a tough façade, tell everyone he never even cared about you and laugh in their faces when they try to offer condolences. He goes so far as to get defensive when anyone dares to suggest that he had any emotional attachment to you.

You were nothing but a careless brat who threw herself head first into the lion's den despite having been warned of the risks beforehand. Why would he feel any sort of empathy? Why would he care?

But this façade crumbles down as soon as he's alone in the funeral home, staring down at your open casket.

He slowly takes a step closer, looking at your lifeless body, the memory of you lying on the ground, blood pouring out of your wounds flashing through his mind.

He reaches out a shaky hand to cup your face but retracts it right away when he feels the coldness of your skin, a single tear escaping from his eye.

He doesn't let it show, but he spends the rest of his life missing you.

— KISAKI.

Kisaki doesn't react. At least, not from the outside. He keeps his head down and continues flipping through his papers, as if the words he just heard held little to no importance to him.

He might even hum dismissively and wave off whoever brought him the news, not bothering to say anything else.

But anyone who knows him knows that Kisaki is seething with anger beneath the surface.

He doesn't allow himself to dwell on it for too long, though; instead, he channels all those hidden emotions into plotting the perfect revenge. He meticulously devises a plan to make everyone involved with your murder pay, calculating each step to ensure maximum damage.

Regardless of how long it takes, whether it be months or even years, Kisaki will make sure that your death doesn't go unpunished.

— SANZU.

Sanzu tries to forget by sleeping with other women. He wants to move on, and he wants to do it fast.

But he'll be damned if forgetting you was an easy task.

He might try to convince himself that it's not intentional, but he often finds himself gravitating towards women who resemble you in some way. Whether it's the color of their skin or similarities in hair color or style, he can't deny that he still longs for you and looks for you in every woman he picks.

He'll take them from behind and pretend they're you, the palm of his hand softly sliding up their back as if you were suddenly the one moaning for more underneath him. He'll probably moan out your name at some point, not giving a damn about getting a negative reaction from the nameless girl he's using.

[inuiiwonderland]

Part of your world

A young merman prince falling in love with a young human woman. But, does he get his happily ever after?

Shinichiro x fem!Reader

Angst no comfort

A/n: Sorry for taking FOREVER to finish this! Anyways enjoy! (I recommend listening to part of your world reprise ll while reading, made me so emotional listening to it while writing lol)

-

Loud cheers and fireworks could be heard as everyone danced and sang to their heart's content. Music and singing could be heard as everyone were enjoying themselves. You played your flute as you danced along with everyone else.

Today is your 18th birthday. And you managed to convince your parents to let you celebrate your birthday out here in the sea. They didn’t like the idea at first and suggested celebrating your birthday at the palace. But after lots of convincing and having your royal butler help you convince your parents, they agreed.

Beers were passed around as everyone sang along and you couldn’t be happier.

“Hey grim! You should come dance and celebrate with the rest of us!” You shout to your dear butler.

“That would be nice but I still haven’t yet showed you your birthday gift that your parents gave you”

“That can wait grimy! First come dance and celebrate with the rest of us!” You shout cheerfully as you grab his arm and guide him to dance.

“Y/n! I know you’re excited and having a great time which I’m very glad you are but please-“

“La la la can’t hear youuu~”

You spin him around as the poor man gets dizzy. You giggle before continuing to play the flute which maxi, your dog, gets very excited to hear.

As you all danced and sang, a very curious young creature peeks its head above the surface. His eyes wide as he watches the fireworks go off in the dark night sky. He watches in awe as the humans danced.

Humans are such fascinating creatures

He watched as they danced and sang as some played instruments while others sat down and cheered for the ones who were dancing.

He always loved watching the humans who sailed out into the sea. Especially when they throw big parties like this.

But what really captured the young merman’s attention was you.

A fine young human woman who danced with the rest of the crew with a big smile on your face. Eyes shining bright like the stars as you laughed and danced.

He smiles as he watches you. You look absolutely divine.

The young merman then swims a bit closer to get a better view. He manages to climb up the ship a bit and sits down near a crack where he can see everyone better.

He stays quiet as everyone soon quiets down. He curiously watches as a man clears his throat before talking.

“I’m very pleased that everyone is enjoying themselves. Especially y/n who is the birthday girl” You playfully rolled your eyes as you played with your flute.

Shinichiro's eyes then turned to you as you sat down near some steps. The young merman can feel his heart flutter as he stares at you.

You look absolutely beautiful up close

His attention then shifted to a group of men who brought out something big from one of the rooms in the ship. Shinichiro curiously watches as the man continues to talk before removing the big cloth that soon revealed a statue. But not just any statue, it was a statue of you.

You got up from where you were sitting before inspecting the statue.

“Mm not bad” You say.

“Your father had this made for you. He was very excited for you to see that me and your mother had to calm him down before he got the chance to spoil your birthday gift” You giggled at that. You know how excited your father gets when he gets you something that he really wants to show you.

As shinichiro continues to peek through the crack, maxi runs up to him before excitedly licking his face which makes shinichiro giggle. No one was paying attention as all the attention was on you. As Shinichiro continues to pet and giggle at the strange creature in front of him, he suddenly hears panic shouts along with the ship moving rapidly.

He looks up only to see rain and thunder.

It was a storm

His eyes widen as he looks at the crack and sees everyone run around in a panic. Shinichiro quickly jumps off as people start throwing down smaller boats as lightning hits the ship. He manages to create some distance between him and the ship. He watches as people hurriedly jump off the ship to get on the boats. The ship suddenly catches on fire which creates an even bigger panic. Everyone shouts commands left and right and while all this was happening, shinichiro was looking everywhere for you.

He feels relieved when he sees you on one of the smaller boats. But then he sees the look of panic in your face as you look around frantically. A sudden bark catches both you and Shinichiro's attention as you see maxi. She was still on the ship.

You jump off the boat as you swim near the ship. Ignoring grim who was worriedly calling out for you to get back on the boat.

“Hey girl, c'mon jump!” You say as maxi continues to bark. You know she probably feels scared and confused but you wanted her to jump so you can both swim to safety. Realizing she wasn’t going to jump off any time soon. You started thinking about what to do. Maxi whines and whimpers caused you to do the unthinkable.

You climb back on the ship as grim and the rest of your crew shouted at you to get down. But you ignored them. Maxi safety was your first priority at the moment.

“C’mere girl! C’mon! Don’t be scared!” She hurriedly runs past the fire as she jumps in your arms. Suddenly, you hear the sound of wood snapping and you immediately throw maxi off the ship as a big piece of wood fell. You manage to dodge it just in time before it could crush you.

You hear maxi barking and you turn around to see her safely in the boat with grim by her side who looked like he was about ready to pass out.

“Y/n! Please get off the ship, it's dangerous!” But before you could shout back, you could feel the floor starting to crack and the ship was now starting to sink. The fire also has gotten worse and spread everywhere as you desperately tried to find a way out.

“Fuck it” And you jumped off the ship.

All the other boats were far away so you tried to desperately swim back to grim and maxis boat. But as you did, the waves have just gotten bigger. You tried and tried to swim but you couldn’t as the waves pushed you further and further away. Maxi barks worriedly as you struggle to swim to their boat. Grim’s worried shouts were slowly going muffled as you let the waves and water drag you down.

I’m going to die aren’t I?

But before you could let your consciousness slip away, you see a strange figure swim towards you. The last thing you saw was a man with black hair and eyes.

-

Grim searched for you everywhere as the ship went down. Yelling commands and telling everyone to keep an eye out for you.

But the more they search, their hope’s for finding you alive and well disappear.

The princess was dead….

Shinichiro saw all this go down. The moment he saw those waves take you down he quickly swam after you. He looked around desperately until he saw you. He put his arm around your shoulder as he started dragging you back up to the surface. The moment the two of you were up, he turned to see that everyone was gone. He turns to you to see your face.

Even in this state, you make his heart flutter.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take you somewhere safe”

-

The moment grim and the rest of the crew arrive back to the palace, the king and queen were in shambles.

Your father ordered for a rescue team to go and look for you as your mother cried. They couldn’t believe it. Just yesterday you were here and in high spirits because they allowed you to go celebrate your birthday out in the sea! And now you’re gone?!

No!

No one will rest until their daughter is back safe and sound! And if you really are dead, then they won’t stop until they retreat your body from the deep sea!

Grim can only sit down in guilt for not being able to do the one thing he swore to your parents the day you were born. Protect you.

“Please come back….”

-

“SHINICHIRO! PLEASE GET OVER HERE YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO BE UP HERE IN THE OPEN LIKE THAT!” The small fish yelled out. Shinichiro could only stare at you in awe as he watched you sleep.

Cute

“Shinichiro!”

“Yes flounder?” Still not paying attention to his fish friend as the small fish huffs.

“Shin! We need to go now! Your grandfather would be angry if he finds out you are up here on the surface! Especially if he finds out you saved a human!”

The young man sighs before moving a piece of hair out of your face. He smiles, how can someone be so beautiful?

“Shin-“ Suddenly, a loud bark could be heard in the distance. Shinichiro's eyes widen as he looks up to see the same strange creature from the ship last night. He gasps before looking down at you again and then to his friend flounder who's freaking out and telling shinichiro to hurry and get in the water.

“Shin hurry!”

“I am I am!” He yells as he takes one last look at you. But as he did, he notices that you’re slowly starting to wake up. Your eyes slowly open and you wince as the harsh sun blinded you. But as you looked at your surroundings, you notice a young man staring at you.

He was a bit blurry but you could still make out his appearance. Shin smiles before quickly diving back in the water. He hides behind a nearby rock as you groan about the headache that you’re having. Maxi barks get louder as she excitedly licked your face while a surprised yet relieved man picks up the pace and starts rushing towards you.

Shinichiro only watches as the strange male picks you up. Your eyes were now fully opened and you could see the worried look on the males face.

Shinichiro only hopes he can see you again soon….

-

When your parents saw you in the arms of a young man, they couldn’t be more relieved to see you alive! You were quietly staring at the young man who “saved” you as your mother and father along with grim and some other servants rush to your aid.

Was this him? Did he save you? Is this your hero?

The mysterious man hands you off to your father who quickly orders the servants to call in the royal doctor. Everyone is in a rush to make sure you’re okay. Grim is relieved to see you again and well but he couldn’t help but feel a sense of guilt. He was still angry at himself for not being able to protect you that night.

You get taken away by the doctors as both your mother and father thank the man. The man just politely bows, telling your parents that it was nothing and that he’s glad you are okay.

-

You have been in your bed for days. Not once did you want to get up from the comfort of your own bed. You’ve been thinking hard the past few days, especially about what happened that night.

Your memory is still a bit fuzzy but the feeling of someone’s hands wrapped around your body before you fell unconscious.

Did the man from a few days ago save you that night?

You tried real hard to remember anything about that person’s face. But nothing.

At some point you just let it go and think maybe it’s someone you hallucinated while in the brink of death.

No man can possibly be out in those dangerous waters without a ship, right?

“Ashley” The timid maid flinched before quickly rushing to your side.

“Yes miss y/n?”

“Tell my parents I want to meet the man that saved me”

“Of course miss y/n!”

-

You stared at the man in front of you as he nervously smiles before bowing.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you miss y/n!” You continued to stare.

Black hair

But

Green eyes

Green eyes….

Did he always have green eyes?

No…you could’ve sworn they were black

Must’ve been the sun then…

“Thank you”

“Huh?”

“For saving me, thank you” His cheeks turned bright red as you smiled.

Whoa…what a gorgeous smile

He thinks.

“I-it’s nothing! Really! I’m just glad that I was able to find you and return you to your family safely!”

How…kind

“What’s your name?”

“Vincent! Vincent DeRoss”

“Nice to meet you Vincent” He just nods and you find his shyness cute.

But something told you that this isn’t the man that saved you.

But what can you do? He was the one who brought you back home.

Maybe I’m still not over the incident…

Yeah that has to be it

-

You spent the last few weeks with Vincent. You found out that he came from a noble family. He has a passion for art, cooking, and writing.

Many men nowadays don’t have much passion about anything. But Vincent was different.

He’s such a gentleman and a good person from what you seen the last couple weeks.

Vincent was sitting on a bench while you sat on the ground with your head down on the bench. You stared at Vincent as he read to you.

He has such a smoothing voice.

But, it doesn’t sound like the same voice you heard that night.

Don’t worry, I’ll take you somewhere safe

That voice…no…they don’t sound the same

Not even close

“Y/n?” Your eyes met his green ones.

Green…they’re green, not black.

“Mm?” Vincent shyly smiles.

“It’s getting late. I think it’s time for me to go” You look up and notice how the sky has started to become dark.

“Mm you’re right”

“We can finish the book tomorrow. Only have a few pages left” You smile before nodding. He smiles before getting up from the bench. He helps you up as you dust off any dirt on your dress.

“Thank you for reading to me again Vincent. Sorry for causing trouble”

“No it’s fine! Besides, I-I love reading to you” You raise a brow in surprise as the poor man’s face becomes red. You giggle before giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you. I appreciate it” the poor boy couldn’t trust himself to speak so he only nods.

After Vincent left, you decided that sleep should wait a bit more. You walk down the sandy shore. The cold breeze and the sound of the ocean relaxed you.

You closed your eyes as you enjoyed the silent moment.

Until you heard it

The sound of water splashing

You open your eyes and look. But you see no one.

Weird

You could’ve sworn you heard a splashing sound. You decided to ignore it and continue your walk. Until…you heard it again.

This time however, you could hear a voice.

Now you were curious.

So, you decided to follow it. The sound of water splashing and the faint whispers were getting louder and louder as you walked towards a big rock.

“Shh! She’ll hear us!”

“You know you’re not allowed to be up here! Especially this late!”

“Of c’mon flounder! Don’t be like that!”

“…..”

“Eh? Are you okay flounder?”

“…..”

“Flounder?” But the fish stays silent. That’s when shinichiro finally turns around when he sees you.

Staring

Directly

At

Him

The three of you don’t say anything. His friend too scared to talk while shinichiro is mesmerized by you.

And you, you were staring at him. Completely stun.

Those eyes

Black eyes

Black hair

And

Tail

Wait….TAIL?

You gasp once you realized that he had a tail.

“You”

He stares in awe

“You”

“You…have a tail?”

“Mhm”

“Shinichiro! Snap out of it!” That finally gets him back to reality as his eyes widen once he realizes what’s going on.

“Ah! Ye-no! I don’t have a tail!” He says as he quickly ducks down underwater.

“W-wait! Don’t go!” You yell, he slowly comes up as he stares at you.

“I-I….im sorry for scaring you…um…”

“I didn’t mean to startle you or anything. I um…what’s your name?” He stays quiet.

“Um well my name is y/n”

“Y/n?”

“Mhm!”

Cute he thinks

What a beautiful name. It suits her very much.

“Shinichiro”

“Shinichiro?”

“Mhm”

“What….what a nice name” The young merman can feel his cheeks heat up.

She thinks my name is nice?

“So, what are you doing out here? Isn’t it dangerous for sea folks to…be out here?”

“It is actually yet this dork doesn’t want to listen to me!” Shinichiro rolls his eyes as his little friend continues to scold him.

“You can’t be out here this late shin! What will your grandfather say if he sees you out here this late! Especially when you’re currently talking to a human!”

“Don’t mind him, he’s a bit paranoid”

“P-p-paranoid?! What do you mean paranoid?!”

“Your friend is cute” You say. Shinichiro freezes before glaring at his friend.

“Cute? Nah….” You giggle.

“And you? What are you doing out here?”

“Mm? Oh well I’m just here for a walk”

“A Walk?”

“Mhm but then I got distracted”

“Ah yes sorry about that!”

His voice…it sounds so familiar

“You have such a beautiful tail”

“Huh?” His cheeks were a light pink.

“You think so?”

“Mhm, do all mer folks have beautiful tails?” You ask curiously. Shinichiro heart melts at your curiousness about his people.

“Yeah, we all do” Your eyes light up.

“Really?” You ask excitedly. Shinichiro swears he’s going to die of your cuteness.

“What else do you guys do? Where do you live? What do you eat?” Shinichiro tries to answer all your questions but you kept cutting him off. You notice and you quickly shut up as you could feel your face burn up.

“A-ah sorry! I just got a little to excited”

“No it’s fine! I’m happy you’re interested at us merfolks” You can see how happy he was to be able to explain to you everything about his and his people’s culture, daily life, and history!

The two of you spent the whole night talking about each other’s culture and history until the early hours of the morning.

Shinichiro is happy that you finally know who he is

Maybe

The two of you could be something more?

-

“Y/n!” Your eyes quickly shot open as you looked around.

“Huh?”

“Dear, did you get any sleep last night?” Your mother worriedly asks.

Right

You were up talking to shinichiro last night until the early morning.

“Did you and Vincent stay up late yesterday?” Your mother asks. You just nervously nod as a teasing smiles creeps up on her face.

You mentally groan

Great she’s going to start teasing me

“Oh dear” She giggles.

There was nothing else you could’ve said. If you told her and your father that you stay up talking to a stranger (a merman in fact) they would’ve thought you’ve grown mad!

“Aw aren’t you two just so cute! I can’t wait for the wedding!” She shouts before gasping as she quickly covers her mouth.

Wedding?

What wedding?

“Um, what wedding?”

“Sorry! Im sorry I just got excited and it just slipped out!” Your father just shakes his head with a smile as he tries to calm down his babbling wife who is still spilling out apologies.

But you on the other hand were still confused

What wedding?

Your father clears his throat before fixing his posture.

“Well dear, Vincent parents and us had a talk a few days ago about…” He tries to find the right words to say but your mother interrupts by standing up from her chair and with great excitement she says….

“For you and Vincent wedding!”

Oh

OH

“Me and Vincent? Wedding?” She nods her head in excitement.

“Is Vincent okay with this? Does he know?” You were worried that you might’ve drag him into a marriage that he didn’t know or consent to.

“Oh dear he was over the moon!” Your mom exclaims as your father scoffs.

“That young man was in cloud nine”

“He was a blushing mess when his parents broke the news to him”

“Oh my sweet child! You know Vincent likes you a lot right?” You quickly feel your face heat up as you looked away. Embarrassed.

“Ah…that’s”

“Cute right?! Oh! I can’t wait!”

“Besides, that young man was the one who saved you. Without him, we would probably have not found you….” You can hear the sadness in your mother’s words.

She’s right

Vincent is my hero

“So, what do you say dear?” Both your parents stared at you intensely. Curious about your answer.

“I….would like that”

Besides

He’s your hero

He was the one who saved you.

Right?

-

You spent weeks going back and forth between Vincent and shinichiro.

There were days where you would spend your whole day with Vincent as the two of you would stroll around the palace gardens, go to town, or the library.

He was such a gentleman that every time he does something you can’t help but feel your heart race against your chest.

His smile, laugh, jokes, the way he would hold your hand and make sure you were alright. Him cooking for you, bringing you flowers, and the beautiful love poems he would write for you.

He was acting like the perfect husband already!

And then there were days where you would be with shinichiro. The two of you would talk about various things and you two have grown closer with each other.

To you, you and shinichiro have a close friendship. You think of him as a close friend. Someone you can talk to about anything and everything.

While shinichiro thinks that a beautiful love story is unfolding. The poor boy would grow flustered when you would compliment or bring him stuff after you found out about his fascination with human stuff.

Those weeks soon turned into months as your and Vincent wedding day is approaching.

And while you were preparing for your special day, shinichiro was preparing for his special day with you.

His confession

And to make it more special, his deal with the sea witch.

Kisaki tetta

He will finally be able to be with you like he always dreamed of.

-

It was dark under the sea. Everyone was asleep including his grandfather and siblings. Guards were up keeping the Palace safe while shinichiro sneaks from his bedroom window.

He’s heard about the sea witch alright. He makes deals with merfolks and other stuff.

Shinichiro didn’t really remember what else his friend told him as he was to busy imagining his future with you.

But the only thing he remembers was that the sea witch can grant you anything you wish for

That’s a great deal!

He can’t believe that it’s that easy

He’s finally going to be with you

As the young merman day dreams about your life together, he was unable to hear his name being called.

Not until something smacks him

“Ow!”

“Shin! What do you think you’re doing!”

“Flounder?! How did you-“

“I followed you”

“Why?” He frowns. His friend just sighs.

“I knew something was up when you asked wakasa about the sea witch. Don’t tell me you are planning to meet up with him are you?” He just gives his friend a sheepish smile as he looks anywhere but his friend.

“Oh god please don’t-“

“But listen! I’ll finally be able to be with y/n!” The fish just shakes his head as shinichiro continues to ramble about his Fantasies.

“Shinichiro, I’m serious when I tell you that you can’t go and make a deal with the sea witch”

“Why not?” He asks with a pout and his arms crossed.

“There’s a reason why the sea witch was banned from Atlantica”

“Huh?” Now this was new, shinichiro never knew this.

“He was banned because-“ but before the poor guy could tell him, a menacing voice called out to them.

“Ah look what we have here” shinichiro turns around to see a mereel. His smile big and menacing as he shows off his sharp teeth.

“What do we have the pleasure of seeing a royal here mmh?”

“And you are?”

“Ah, the names hanma , hanma shuji but you can call me shuji”

“Oh, it’s nice meeting you shuji”

“So? Why are you here? If my mind isn’t fooling me then atlantica is over there” He points behind shinichiro.

“I’m here to meet the sea witch” hanma eyes glow with mischief as he smiles largely.

“Ah you are here to meet kisaki, correct?” Shin only nods.

“Mm follow me” He does as he says as the eel takes him into a cave.

“Shin no!” Flounder sighs as he quickly follows behind.

This is it, he will finally be able to be with you

This is all worth it

He’s sure of it

-

3 days

In 3 days you are going to get married

You and Vincent have been preparing for this for months.

You can’t believe it. You will finally be able to marry the love of your life.

Right?

You smile at the mirror as you gaze at the necklace sitting on your neck.

It’s beautiful

Vincent got it as a present for you.

How nice

You suddenly hear a knock at the door as you were admiring the necklace.

“Come in” a maid walks in as she bows before speaking.

“Miss. Y/n, someone is here to see you”

“To see me?” You asked confused. You don’t remember inviting anyone today.

“Mhm, A young man miss” Your brows furrowed as you took off the necklace and gently put it back into your jewelry box as you stood up.

“Take me to him now”

You were definitely not ready to see the sight before you as you saw shinichiro. He was wearing a rag as grim was trying to get him to leave.

“Shin?” He quickly snaps his head to your direction as he smiles.

He waves before trying to walking to you. His legs wobble a bit and you weren’t able to catch the pain on his face as he was walking to you. At some point he fell and you caught him as he blushes furiously.

“Are you okay?” He only nods as he could feel his heart starting to pound against his chest.

So close

He’s so close to you and you’re holding him

But shit does his feet hurt

It feels like he’s stepping on knives

After all, kisaki did warn him about the side effects.

The night before

Shinichiro follows closely behind as hanma led him further and further into the cave. He stops once he sees polyps. They cry in agony as he swims by.

“Don’t mind them” shin only nods as the polyps continue to cry.

After what felt like forever. Hanma stops as he loudly yells “kisaki! You have a visitor!”

Shinichiro only gulps as he hears a groan as Kisaki curses out hanma.

“Don’t worry! He’s in a good mood today!”

“Oh..”

“Come!” Hanma drags him to Kisaki as the young merman was starting to rethink about his decision.

No! Don’t think that now shinichiro! It’s going to be all worth it when you and y/n get married!

“So?”

“Huh?” Kisaki rolls his eyes as he sits down.

“What do you desire? That’s what you’re here for, no?”

“Ah yes!” Kisaki nods as he swims to his pot.

“So, what could possibly be something you want as a royal. I mean, you have everything don’t you?”

“Not everything” he sadly mumbles as he rubs his arm.

“So what is it?”

“I-I…I want to become human” both Kisaki and hanma eyes widen.

“Mm, interesting”

“Whys that?”

“I want to be with the princess” hanma laughs as Kisaki glares at him.

“You want to be with a princess? Human princess?”

“Yes…”

“Does this princess even know you?” Kisaki asks. Very curious about this request.

“She does! In fact, we talk all the time!”

“So you go up to the surface”

“Yep”

“That’s a stupid move there”

“What?!”

“As much as I don’t want to agree with him, he’s right”

He only rolls his eyes.

“I heard that you have a potion that can turn a mer to a human. Is that true?”

“Oh it’s true all right”

“But”

“But?”

“That comes with a cost”

“That’s fine. I have money with me right here” shin then points at the pouch that he’s holding. But Kisaki shakes his head.

“Not money”

“What?”

“Did you do any research before coming here?” Hanma asks.

“Uh I um”

“Then no”

“You see, I don’t take money. I take something else”

“Then what is it? I’ll give it to you! Anything!” Both Kisaki and hanma give each other a look before looking back at the desperate prince.

“Mmm what’s more important than money…” kisaki says as he thinks about what he should take from him.

“How about his voice?” Kisaki eyes light up as he nods.

“Ah yes! Your voice!”

“My what?”

“His what?!” Flounder screams out as shin tries to calm him down.

“Your voice. I want your voice and we have a deal”

“I-I but how will I-“

“Your voice or no deal”

Shinichiro thinks for a bit.

His voice or no future with you

He wants to be with you

Ever since he first saw you

You made him want to do anything for you

Flounder eyes wide as he shakes his head no when shinichiro looks at him.

He then looks back at the two who were waiting for his answer.

“Deal. I’ll do it” Kisaki smiles as he snaps his fingers.

A gold scroll appears in front of him as he grins.

“Sign here”

“Um with what?” His grin grows wider as he orders hanma.

Hanma swims up to shinichiro before grabbing his hand and biting shinichiro finger.

“Ow!”

“Now sign here”

He does what Kisaki says and the gold scroll disappears.

“Now for your voice”

He didn’t know why but shinichiro started to grow nervous.

His eyes widen as one of Kisaki many tentacles brings out a knife.

“Open up”

“W-what?”

“You already signed your name. No backing out now”

Shin just nods before closing his eyes and opening his mouth. He can feel Kisaki grab his tongue and the cold blade resting on his tongue.

The cold metal didn’t ease his nerves and soon he felt the piercing blade cut his tongue. Tears stream down his cheeks as the pain was to much.

Flounder eyes were shut. He couldn’t stand seeing his friend in pain.

“Done”

Blood was coming out as he covers his mouth with both of his hand. Kisaki gives him a recovery potion to stop the bleeding before giving him the one thing he came here for.

The potion to turn him human

Shinichiro eyes the bottle curiously as Kisaki hands him it.

“But I have to warn you. Yes the potion will give you legs but once you become human you won’t be able to return to the sea”

“Consuming this potion will feel like a sword passing through your body but when you recover you will have two legs and will be able to dance like no human has ever danced before. But since you exchange your tail for legs, the pain of losing your tail won’t ever leave you”

“It will feel like you are walking on sharp knives and your feet will most likely bleed. But you’ll finally have legs”

“Ah I forgot to tell you! The pain will go away BUT that’s if the princess falls in love with you and marries you. You have 3 days and if you don’t get her to fall in love with you and marry you, at dawn on the third day you will die from a broken heart and dissolve into sea foam”

Shinichiro just nods before looking at the potion.

He takes a deep breath before opening the cap and consuming the potion. The pain of swords pierce through his body as he closes his eyes. He feels his tail rip away from him and he’s starting to have trouble breathing.

Flounder quickly pulls him up and all the way to the surface as Kisaki and hanma watch them leave.

“Poor boy” hanma suddenly says.

“He chose to do it”

“Let’s just see if he’ll be any of the lucky ones”

…..

Your smile makes him think that this was all worth it. You help him up as he wobbles, still not use to his new legs and also the pain.

“Grim! Help him clean up and please get him some proper clothes”

“Do you know this boy?” You nod.

“I do” you look at shinichiro and smile

“He’s a very good friend” Grim just nods before taking shinichiro away. The boy looks at you one last time as he gets taken away to get cleaned up.

-

After shinichiro was washed and clothed, you took him to the palace garden.

“How did you do that?” He tilts his head and you giggle.

“Legs, how did you get legs?” He opens his mouth but stops as he remembers, he can’t speak.

He quickly digs into his pouch before taking out a notebook and pen. He quickly write down something before showing it to you.

“Potion?” He nods his head.

“Did that potion have something to do with your voice?” He nods again.

“Ah no wonder you weren’t talking back there. For a moment I thought you were growing shy” you teased as his cheeks turn pink.

“C’mon, since you are on land I want to show you everything there is to see!” You grab his hand and drag him back to the palace.

He ignores the pain of his feet as he stares at your interlocked hands.

This was definitely worth it

-

You spent the whole day in town with shinichiro. Showing him various things as he stares at everything with awe. Food, stores, parades, everything! He saw everything as you dragged him everywhere.

After a long day, the two of you made it back to the palace.

“Did you have fun?” He nods as he smiles. He won a game and his prize was a small fish. He loved it.

You giggle

He’s so cute

The memories of that night came again

Don’t worry, I’ll take you somewhere safe

Black hair

Black eyes

Storm

Water

Save

Hero

You groan as you held your head in your hands. Shinichiro rushes to your side as he gives you a worried look.

“It’s nothing. Sorry to worry you” you offer him a smile which seems to calm him down a little bit.

“It’s getting late, we should go to sleep”

“Ashley!”

“Yes miss!”

“Show shinichiro to his room please” the maid nods before bowing and signaling shin to follow her. He quickly takes out his notebook before writing something down and showing it to you.

“Good night” You smile

“Good night shin” and he leaves

You then quietly walk back to your room as you think about today.

Shin

He looks so happy here

I wonder why he decided to drink a potion to become human.

-

Day 2

You had one more day until your wedding with Vincent.

You are supposed to be happy!

But after yesterday, you couldn’t help but feel…off

“Was it really Vincent who saved me?” You ask yourself.

Also

Do you really love him?

You gasp as that thought crossed your mind

“What am I saying?! Ugh I need some fresh air” you get up from your vanity chair before walking out to your balcony. You breathe in the fresh air as you watched them load up the ship.

Right

Your wedding will be out in the sea

Took some convincing but it’s finally happening

You watch as people were getting everything ready for tomorrow.

“May I come in?” Vincent voice made you turn around as you saw him walk in.

“Vincent” You say breathlessly

“Nervous?”

“A Little”

He smiles as he walks up to you and hugs you from behind. He gives you a kiss on the cheek before nuzzling his face on the crook of your neck.

“You smell wonderful” You giggle as you brush your fingers through his hair.

“Are you nervous for tomorrow?”

“A Little” you smiled as he gives you another kiss but this time on the neck.

“Save it for the wedding” He chuckles.

“Let’s go out”

“Out?”

“Yes, I have a little surprise for you” You smile as you turn around and kiss him.

But unbeknownst to the two of you, there at the doorway stood shinichiro who was holding a red rose.

He drops it as he sees you and Vincent kissing

No no no no! No this can’t be true

No

No

He quickly turns around before walking away

You….have someone already? But you never mentioned anyone when the two of you would talk!

He feels his heart ache

-

A few hours before dawn

You woke up extra early today

Everyone was in such a rush as they prepared everything for today. They had to make sure everything was perfect! Not a single mistake.

As everyone rushed to get everything ready for the wedding, you walk to shinichiro room.

You knocked at his door

“May I come in” it took sometime before you heard a knock. You opened the door and there on the bed laid shinichiro.

You smiled seeing him

You walked towards his bed before sitting down.

“You might be confused about why everyone is in such a rush” He just stares at the ceiling.

“And I know you might not know this but…I’m getting married today” finally he looked at you and all he gave you was a smile.

He took out his notebook before writing something down.

“Congratulations”

“….thank you….”

Silence

“I want you to come to the celebration”

“I have something picked out for you that I think will look really nice on you” You then laid out a very nice suit for him.

“I think this will look really good on you”

He sits up and inspects it. He looks at you before smiling and writing down a “thank you”

You just nod before getting up

“Well then, I’ll leave you be for now”

And you were gone

Shinichiro stares at the suit as tears rolled down his face.

He wishes it was him you are marrying

-

Everything was done

All the preparations were completed and now the ship was sailing.

You were in your white wedding dress and oh you looked absolutely stunning.

The maids all complimented you as you put on your earrings.

“So stunning!” You smiled and thanked her.

“Aw can’t believe you are getting married! It feels like it was just yesterday when you were running around the palace walls in diapers.

“R-ruby!” she just laughs as you looked away in embarrassment. You sigh before looking at the mirror one last time.

It’s time

Shinichiro could feel his heart break as he watches you walk down the aisle. His hands were made into tight fists as your father hands you off to Vincent.

“Do you, Vincent take y/n as your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?”

Shin can see the absolute love in his eyes as he stares into your own.

“I do”

“Do you, y/n take Vincent as your lawfully wedded husband, to live together in matrimony, to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?”

Shinichiro looks away. Not being able to see your face or expressions.

“I do…”

“By the authority vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife” Everyone cheers as Vincent pulls you into a kiss.

It’s over

The day was filled with joy as everyone danced, sang and drank to their hearts content while also congratulating the newly weds.

Everyone was happy

Except for some

Shinichiro locked himself in his room as everyone celebrated. He wasn’t strong enough to see your happy face and smile.

And you

You faked a smile as everyone congratulated you

Something didn’t feel right

After what seemed like hours, everything died down and people went to sleep. Shinichiro walks out and he was met with dead silence.

He walks closer to the ledge before letting his tears flow down.

“Shin!” He quickly opens his eyes to see….emma?!

He quickly grabs his notebook before jolting something down.

“Emma?! What are you doing here?!”

“It’s not only just her” He then sees wakasa, takeomi, benkai, Mikey, and izana emerge from the waters.

“You idiot! Why did you make a deal with Kisaki?!”

“Big brother! Please come home! We miss you!” His heart ache seeing his little siblings tears.

He quickly writes down something

“I’m sorry”

Takeomi scoffs before throwing him something. Shin was able to catch it as his eyes widen at what he saw.

A dagger

“Don’t worry about how we got it but Kisaki said that if you kill the princess and have her blood drip down your legs then you’ll become a merman again!”

“Please big brother! Come back!”

“Just do it please!”

“Shin” Emma cries out and he holds the dagger close to his heart.

“Please…just do it” benkai says. He looks down at the dagger.

He needs to kill you.

Soon the others leave. Waiting for his return.

He turns around and leaves and makes his way to you and Vincent bedroom.

He slowly opens the door and there he sees both you and Vincent sleeping peacefully.

Now or never

He slowly creeps up to you and Vincent bed. He lifts up the dagger and before it made any contact with your body he drops it. His tears stream down his face as his hands shake.

No no he can’t do it! He can’t kill you he can’t!

He leans down and gives your forehead a kiss before writing down something on a piece of paper and leaving it by your night stand.

He picks up the dagger before walking out the room quietly.

But unbeknownst to him, you were still up and only pretended to sleep. You carefully sat up before grabbing the note he left behind.

Dear y/n

I’m sorry I wasn’t honest with you about my feelings before. The truth is, I fell in love with you when I first saw you that night on the ship. And when the stormed hit, I was the one who saved you and brought you to shore. I stood by your side that night. Never left you in fear that you will get hurt. And also, I made a deal with the sea witch to be able to have legs so I can be with you. And that’s why I couldn’t speak, because he cut off my tongue which was apart of the deal. Of course it hurt but it was all worth it to be able to see you again. I just hope that Vincent treats you right and that you are happy

Sincerely,

Shinichiro

You didn’t realize that tears were streaming down your face as you finished reading. You quickly got up from the bed before putting on your slippers and leaving the room.

Shinichiro throws the dagger in the water before finally throwing himself off the ship.

All his pain and struggles leave him the moment his body hit the waters. And what use to be a merman and human, was now sea foam.

You on the other hand ran to shinichiro room. But the moment you opened the door you didn’t see him anywhere.

“Shin? Where are you!”

You then ran out and decided to look everywhere. But nothing. He was nowhere to be found.

And that’s when you completely lost it

Your breakdown quickly awoken everyone on the ship as you screamed out shins name. And the moment you looked down at the ground was when your heart broke.

It was his notebook and pen…

And you looked up to see the ledge

He jumped….

Tears streamed down your face as people started leaving their rooms to check up on what’s going on.

“Y/n?” It was your mother.

Tears streamed down your face as you turned around.

Everyone gasps as they see a knife in your hands.

“Y/n!” It was Vincent. He started shaking as he sees the knife in your hands and the tears running down your face.

“Love what’s going on?”

“I’m sorry”

“W-what?”

Everyone screams as you stabbed yourself with the knife.

You stabbed your heart

Your body drops down to the floor as your mother, father, Vincent and grim rush to you.

“Y/n!!”

The end

-

Sorry for taking years to finish this but I hoped you guys enjoyed!

I got inspiration by Hans Christian Andersen “little mermaid”! And Disney little mermaid!

And I also made some stuff along the way so lol

I really hope this was good because I would cry if it isn’t/hj

I was listening to part of your world (reprise ll) on loop while writing this😭 really got me emotional💔 Halle voice is just so beautiful💕💕 (i suggest listening to it on repeat as you read along, made me cry while writing the part where he makes a deal with Kisaki lol)

[alessabriel]

Deep kisses

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

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

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

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

Haitani Ran.

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

You knew how to weaken his knees.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Haitani Rindou.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hanma Shuji.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sanzu | Akashi Haruchiyo.

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

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

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

They were just like that.

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

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

Draken | Ryuguji Ken.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And they both trusted each other.

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

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

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

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

Mitsuya Takashi.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I'll hold you to that promise sweetheart"

Smiley | Kawata Nahoya.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What's the thrill of that?"

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

"Ya doll! I get it!"

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

Mikey | Sano Manjiro.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes my King."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Y-yes it is my King."

"You heard angel, you're perfect."

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

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

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

Sano Shinichiro.

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

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

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

The first few months had been torture.

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

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

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

"Y-yes much better m-mommy."

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

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

Baji Keisuke.

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

It had all started innocently enough.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Coming home you will be my dinner."

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

"Hurry up pretty boy."

Kisaki Tetta.

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

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

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

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

It was sinful.

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

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

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

He loved kissing you, it was simple.

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18+ Imagine Hanma Shuji...

Having you model for him.

Have some spice with our crazy boy to kick off your weekend :3

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Pairing: Hanma Shuji x Fem! Reader Word count: 800+ words Warning: 18+, Voyeurism, Naked pictures, Praise, Female masturbation, Sex toy (Vibrator), Vaginal penetration, Vaginal fingering, Cunnilingus, Cream pie

Enjoy ~

“Just like that, Doll face. Spread yourself open for me,” Hanma’s low voice instructs, followed by the sound of his camera shutter, capturing your lewd position. You’re laid out on your shared bed, resting upon a pile of soft pillows and black silk sheets, naked, your legs open wide with your hands working yourself between them.

You spread your puffy lower lips with one hand as the other presses your purple vibrator into your dripping cunt –slow and torturous as directed. Your lust heavy eyes look at your boyfriend, his hair messily tied up and wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants with a painfully hard bulge jutting out, holding a camera to his face.

“So beautiful. Fuck,” he says, looking at the screen in his hand. “You look so pretty on camera, Baby. Makes me want to plaster you all over the house so everyone that comes over sees how dirty you are for me.” You whimper at his taunting words which only eggs him on further.

Putting his camera on the mattress you let out a surprised gasp as you’re pulled to the edge of the bed by your ankles. Ripping the toy from your quivering walls, Hanma holds your legs open wide by your ankles making you whine in embarrassment as he grinds his covered erection against your bare center.

“Shu, please!”

“Hush now, Doll,” he chuckles, picking up his camera once more. “I know your little cunt needs me but we’re not done with our shoot.”

Snapping a few pictures of his stained pants with pretty white splotches created by your weeping core pressed against him, “You were made for the camera, Baby,” he says as he finally pulls himself out of his pants.

His heavy length rests tauntingly against your needy center.

“Please, Shu,” You plead, uncaring of how whiny you sound —you know he loves it. “I need you,” Wiggling your hips against his already leaking phallus, encouraging him to finally slide in where you need him most.

“Such a needy girl,” he tsks in a mock scolding . With his camera in one hand and his erection in the other he snaps a few pics of his tip dipping into your entrance, whines of loss fall from your lips as he pulls out after he only enters a few centimeters of his thick tip. When you try to beg him once more he just shushes you.

“Babygirl, you can’t rush an artist,” he says with that annoying grin, “I want to capture that gorgeous cream coming out of you already —Fuck!” he curses as your wall unconsciously tightens around his intruding head. He demands you do that again and you do, over and over. He teases the two of you till you feel him shoot his hot load into your aching pussy. Pulling out, you feel the mixture of the two of you leaking down your asscrack to which he promptly gets on his knees and snaps a half a dozen shots of your weeping hole.

“Gorgeous! Your pussy looks so beautiful filled with my cum, Baby,” he says before tossing his camera on to the mattress behind you then resuming his place between your legs. His callused hands hold your thighs open wide as he finally gives your pussy the attention it needed. His tongue begins to lap up his spillings before he latches onto your clit.

“Fuck- yes!” you cry out.  You feel his low chuckle against your center, vibrating up your spine, clearly enjoying your hold on him—hands pulling his hair, your thighs wrapped tightly on either side of his head.

Reaching between you he inserts two thick fingers into your pussy, curling expertly against your gummy walls. Squelching, moaning, and slurping fills the room as Hanma brings you to the end of your rope. You’ve been edging yourself for the past hour—or however long Hanma forced you to pose for him. With your end in sight you start chanting his name,

“Oh, God, Shuji! Yes, Shuji! Yes -don’t stop!- ah!”

Coming up from between your legs, his fingers still stretching and pushing you to your climax, you look down to see his lips and chin glistening in your slick, his eyes wide with crazed lust.

“That’s it, Doll face. Come for me, show me that cute fucked out face of yours. Your pussy is squeezing my fingers so tight. Thaaat’s a good girl,” he praises, using his other hand to scratch your clit as you finally release onto his fingers.

His fingers over your clit continue a slow circle as you’re coming down from your high, chest heaving and hips bucking from over stimulation till his movements finally seize entirely.

“Smile for the camera, Baby,” he says. Turning your head, your tired eyes drooping open, you see Hanma straddling your waist, camera in hand, looking right at your face. 

Giving him what he wants you shoot him a tired smile, your face hot and fucked out just how he likes it.

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