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𐙚 TOKYO REVENGERS SMUT

୨୧ sanzu x police officer!reader

— you need to arrest sanzu, but you're alone and he thinks you'd be so much prettier beneath him, so he takes it upon himself to remind you of your place.

cw : noncon, gun play (not really), threats, public sex, blowjob, cum swallow, humiliation, slight spitting

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your job was tough. you knew that when you signed up so you didn't have any right to complain. but there were nights like this which were radically harder than others.

you were patrolling on your assigned neighborhood on your own. it wouldn't be effective to have you there without any help, but your police station was running short of workforce so it left you with no choice.

and you regretted deeply to have come here tonight when your boss had suggested you join another group in a less secluded area. but, you wanted to assure the safety of the inhabitants, as you've been warned repeatedly of the growing activity of various gangs here.

regardless, when you think about it, it was careless and stupid of you to think you could've managed any issues alone if one had to happen.

this overconfident thought process of yours is what led you to your current situation, a gun pointed at your head. your gun.

"what's wrong, weren't you about to arrest me?", you tried to think cleverly, hands raised in a surrender motion in hopes he wouldn't shoot just for fun.

"listen, I'm only doing my job. you need to surrender yourself to the police, my colleagues have been notified, they'll be there soon. it's in your interest to stop protesting" the man seemed insanely high, pupils dilated all the way and an eccentric speech you often found with drug addicts.

you had to gain time and act extra careful with him. the way he handled your gun showed you he wasn't a novice and knew what he was doing. shooting you would have been the least exciting highlight of his day.

"you talk a lot for a little bitch like you. your mouth doesn't need all those big words" you watched as he glared at you, getting annoyed at your 'bratty' act and thinking of a way to entertain himself.

"you're quite reckless even though I'm holding you at gunpoint" he stated lazily. you eyed him carefully, choosing not to say anything for fear of upsetting him further.

"do you value your life ? because I'm thinking of a few ways you could try and save your life" he laughed lightly, a playful expression finally making his way to his face.

you gulped as you watched him start to caress his member through his pants and you noticed with dread that the man was hard. a little wet spot had appeared and you could only pray he wouldn't make you do what you thought he would.

but of course, he was the one in charge. you had been dumb enough to let this drug addict stole it from you and now you were paying the price. you judged your options, not knowing what he would do to you and how far he was able to take it. you prepared yourself for any demand.

"get on your knees and show me how much you want to live. or would you like to test how long it'll take for your other friends to get there?", he agitated the gun in front of your head, clearly indicating what was about to become of you if you tried to play it smart.

you could resist, but he seemed way too determined at making you obey. you knew he'd force you physically if you didn't follow his words.

you shuddered at the thought of your coworkers stumbling upon you, watching with disgust and horror their sweetest colleague in such a shameful position.

so you went along, swallowing your pride and slowly sinking to your knees. you felt humiliated and wronged, knowing you'll get no mercy from the man in front of you. you were either gonna suck him off or die on the spot. your choice was done.

you grew more anxious as you watched him unzip his pants, taking his hard dick out and presenting it to you. the tip fell on your lips and you had a recoil, lucidity preventing you from remaining emotionless.

"come on princess, work for your life", he was mocking you and you had no choice but to stay silent, slowly parting your lips when he forced his dick inside.

watching you glaring up at him with a face cutely deformed by his length made him laugh at you, condescending eyes looking down at you.

"aah yes, you're definitely prettier when you shut the fuck up. acting all big and mighty just doesn't suit an airhead like you baby"

you wanted to cuss him out, regretting how stupid you had been for complying to his words in exchange for your life. at least you would've died properly during your shift like any proper cop.

but here you were, on your knees for the criminal you were supposed to arrest. you were such a failure, if your police station learned about that, you could bet your life was over for real this time.

"you better hurry up and make me cum, wouldn't want them to find out their colleague is just a dumb slut who opens her mouth wide for any criminal to cum into, right?" he presses the gun deeper into your forehead, eyes questioning if you have any fighting spirit left in you with a raised brow. he smirks when he finally feels you start to move, your movements are clumsy but it draws a few loud moans from him, obviously not caring at all about the possible passers-by.

"fuck, getting your dick sucked by a cute little cop is the best. you're doing great baby, taking it like a champ'", he mocks, tangling his hand in your head and watching you gag as he pushes you deeper and deeper on his cock. your choke are stimulating him and he finds no sympathy in himself to give you a moment to breathe.

you turn light-headed, slapping his thighs in an attempt to ask him for oxygen and he just laughs.

"poor princess, do you need someth- aah almost there, that's right keep sucking me like that" he swiftly puts your gun in his back pocket to allow him to use your head easier. that's how harmless you seem to him, he doesn't even need a gun to make you submit and it hurts your pride even more.

he now grabs two handful of your hair, scalp burning in his hands, before he slides you along his shaft quicker.

he throws his head back, enjoying the unholy sounds you make along with the sweet pleasure your abused throat offers him.

you find little relief in knowing you're alone there. at least your reputation won't be too dirtied... but of course, it wouldn't be funny if that's how things went?

"y/n ?! where are you, we've received your localisation" you freeze. you recognise that voice as your colleague, a nice guy with whom you spend most of your shift with. expect for tonight.

you look up at the man above you, fearing the glint of malice in his eyes.

"they came to look for you, how sweet. do you want me to call them over to tell them you're alright baby?" he roughly removes you from his dick, allowing you to pant for air. you would've crumbled at his feet if not for the way his hand was solidly attached to your hair. it hurt and you were scared to be discovered.

you hurriedly pleaded him with multiple shakes of your head, eyes wide and looking up at him with dread.

sanzu felt like he had won, smiling satisfyingly upon witnessing how undone you looked. just a bit of manhandling, threats and having your mouth fucked was enough to turn you into a submissive cum slut? what a treat.

he was glad he decided to go pay a visit to one of his client tonight.

"damn, her car is here but she's nowhere to be found. hope she's alright, there's a lot of gang stuff going on in this place" you listen as the voices come and go, internally praying for them to leave as soon as possible and search for you somewhere else.

you were too lost in your fear that you let out a loud chocking sound when he shoved his dick again in your warm mouth, growing tired of listening to the shouting of your name. and he stayed there again, unmoving, wearing your mouth like a socket.

you tried to throw a look behind you. you could hear them but couldn't see anything as he had your back turned on the road. even though you were hidden in a dark alley, you knew sanzu could see them clearly and you could only hate the way his smile widened at your distress.

"hey be careful, you don't want them to find you if your being too loud, do you?" and with that he started pounding into your head again.

he enjoyed the way your face looked a mess, with saliva dripping down your chin and chest, knees bruised at how long you've been on the ground and how your mascara was dirtying your cheeks. it felt so good to corrupt a cute little cop like you.

he felt your throat tightening upon hearing footsteps getting closer. he knew you were scared but it only pushed him to wreck you even more.

"oh- yes that's the spot. if you keep doing that I might just nut on the spot, are you sure you're doing the right job? might as well just become a whore..."

and he finally felt it, happy to do it in your pretty mouth.

he gripped your hair tighter, coming in your mouth with low grunts. you chocked around him, helping him finish quicker. you felt the warm liquid spurting inside and you had no choice but to swallow as he wouldn't let you go until he was sure you had tasted him fully.

"fuck, that felt so good princess. I love coming into an obedient slut's mouth, always the best" he patted the top of your hair dreamily, his lips stretched into a content smile while he kept his dick inside your mouth, waiting for the high to dissolve a little.

when he finally released you, he let his dick go in a pop, letting it rest on top of your panting head, the saliva and rest of cum coating his shaft fell on your head in drops but you were too exhausted and defeated to do anything.

sanzu felt satisfied with how things turned out today and chose to leave without any regrets. he promised himself he would pay you a little visit too when he felt like it and he jokingly kissed your cheek, thanking you for your hard work.

he cleaned his member by smearing it on your face before putting it back in his pants. he threw your gun back right in front of you "I think that's yours, you can keep it baby" and with a final spit on your face, which you received with no resistance, he finally left, unapologetic and a ting of mockery in his tone "I'm sure you'll be able to keep that secret between the two of us, right princess?"

what an asshole.

you took a moment to gather yourself, messily clearing your face up with your shirt, trying your best to look presentable.

you felt ashamed of yourself for having helped this asshole to cum. you spat all you could to try and get rid of the foul taste but to no avail.

you were at least glad he wasn't here to witness your little reunion with the people you worked with for years. you know he would've laughed at you.

you dusted your knees as you stood up, stumbling on your feet which had grown weak during the past minutes. you tried to think of a good excuse to justify your lack of response and finally made yourself known to your coworkers.

"y/n, here you are! we thought something bad happened to you- wait are you okay, you look really... tired?"

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Hate is such a strong word

Pairing: Bully!Ran Haitani x F!Reader

Word count: 860

Warnings: MDNI, hate fuck sort of, very confused and obsessed Ran, degradation, corruption kink, bullying, mean Ran, noncon, tongue kissing, PiV, cunnilingus, fingering, words such as cock/pussy/cunt/whore/bitch/slut, headcanon-ish format. Idk… let me know if I missed anything!

Bully!Ran who hates your guts. He sees you walking around all pristine and clean. Not a single hair was out of place. He hates that. Not even makeup he could imagine running down your face when he eventually makes you cry.

Bully!Ran who can’t stand your voice when you speak in class. He hates your laughter when you’re talking with your friends at lunch and above all, he despises your humming when you’re standing in front of your locker. His locker is in the same row and has to stand your shitty voice every damn time.

Bully!Ran who can’t even stand being near you so he makes Rindou throw your books to the floor, send your phone flying, and pull your well-kept hair. Ran sickly enjoys watching you on your knees after his brother trips you.

Bully!Ran who got tired of you. Tired of you not noticing all the things you made him feel.

Bully!Ran who one morning snatched you up from your last class, cornering you in the gym closet. Oh, how he relished in your begging. You were gonna lose your perfect attendance? He couldn’t care less. You were gonna miss an important class? Fuck that.

Bully!Ran who clamped your face in one hand, wishing that you at least wore some eyeliner or lipgloss so he could smear it all over your pretty face he so much despised. He has to make do with what he has, right? Your tears and his cum would decorate your skin so well.

Bully!Ran who has you squirming like the worm you are in his hold. His other hand quickly wrenched away your white shirt, buttons flying everywhere and a constricted scream interrupted your begging.

Bully!Ran who despite your clearly terrified eyes and shaking hands, didn’t feel an ounce of guilt. On the contrary, he felt euphoric. Your trashing subsided, you couldn’t fight him, you couldn’t get away and nobody was coming to save you. Once you realized that, you became more pliant in his grasp.

Bully!Ran who squeezed your chest to his heart’s content. Pulling one mound out of your frilly white undergarments. He squeezed until you gave a pained whimper, and he wanted more of that. The frenzy he didn’t even notice he had— tenfold.

Bully!Ran who saw things clearer now. Amid the craze, he had an epiphany as his eyes focused on your face and the little inhuman sounds you were making. He didn’t hate those… no… he didn’t hate you at all. He just hated you for not doing all those things to him. Not to your friends, not your teachers and especially not any male in the vicinity. They didn’t deserve to even be in your presence. This… all this he was witnessing belongs to him.

Bully!Ran who with a frustrated growl violently crashed his mouth with yours, swallowing your gasp of surprise.

Bully!Ran who felt his whole body ignite as his tongue commanded yours to comply. Pulling your tongue out, his teeth gripped it harshly. a quiet wail from you and he was instantly bending your neck back and licking. His tongue traveled all the way down to the crease of your chest to your lips, lapping at your mouth and you had no say in whether you like it or not.

Bully!Ran who had you inconsolably crying on the cold floor as he buried his face in your cunt. Your hands desperately tried to get him away but it was all a game to him— you weren’t moving him an inch.

Bully!Ran who kept your legs wrapped around his head, resting on his wide shoulders as he called you a messy needy slut for being so wet for someone you supposedly didn’t care about. Every word from him was a slap to your swollen pussy.

Bully!Ran who pushed his fingers in your cunt, telling you how you sounded like a bitch in heat, calling you a liar and a whore for him. The squelching sound of his fingers violently moving inside you had him feeling sick. So sick that he stirred his long fingers deeper, feeling that spongy spot that had you yelling out his name for the first time as his stomach felt a sudden gut punch and bursting sensation.

Bully!Ran who cursed once he realized he came in his pants. He was fuming. And just as fast, he had you on your back with your shredded panties in your mouth.

Bully!Ran who takes your writhing body in between his arms as your abused hole warmed his cock.

“Stay— fuck… stay fucking still, damn it.”

Oh, Ran was going to burst again at any moment if your warmth kept squeezing him like that. Slow, deep thrust left you out of breath. Ran stretching out your little tight cunt around him, and just like that he kept pounding into your creamy insides.

“Such a good girl, taking what she’s given,” he grunted against your temple, “I’m gonna mess you up so good— fuck… you like that? You want me to ruin you?” His hoarse laugh reverberated through your bodies. “You’re tightening down there. ‘m taking that as a yes.”

A.N: damnnnnm… the first thing I write for tr after my drought of two years is debauchery. Ta-da? 🤗 ✨ I still feel so out of touch with my words N E WAY! enjoy K bye 💋

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Adopting Whore Woman : ̗̀➛ H. Rindou

summary: That night the whole life of y/n became miserable his client Kyoko offered to become the nanny of his daughter but when she arrived at the club she saw Rindou Haitani the handsome and rude jellyfish who shamelessly kissed her in front of many people.

CONTENT WARNING: noncon, possessiveness, humiliation, object penetration, cursing, mention of blood, crimes, death, mention of illegal gambling, virginity loss, cheating, explicit sexual content, detailed smut, traumatic events, fully angst, threesome (?), dark themes. This is a warning for each chapter of this story. MINOR DNI.

Chapter 3

7 PM "Y/n you are going to work?" I nod. "Yes, Rin for my family in the Philippines." "Okay, btw I have to go take care always darling mwuah." He kissed me in the forehead. "Why? I blushed! No, i don't like him! This is my job." The Bar Club "Sir? What's your drink?" And I'm shocked it's him! Sanzu Haruchiyo but I call him as "HARU" kinda cute. "H-haru?" He laughed and smirked. "Ow, Why are you here? For a job or to have sex with another guy for tuition fee haha." I feel annoyed. "I don't care loser! hahaha, your cock is smaller than Rindou!" He rolled his eyes and he stand up in the table. "Madam this girl i want her how much her?" My madam said. "Sir but this girl is singer in my club not a whore but how much?" I was shocked when madam she said that. "Hmm.. 4,000 yen?" My madam so happy for 4000 yen. "What ever i don't like him, he is loser!" He Whisper. "I'll show you my big dick." I laughed. "Are sure?what a stupid." They were about to Sanzu's Luxury Car. She was surprised when she saw Rindou with another woman on Lamborghini Car.

Rindou looked at Y/n because he saw her. Sanzu put Y/ n in his car and y/n asked where they were going, he replied that in Tokyo, Japan, they were there in Sanzu's penthouse for the whole night. "Baby, can you come with me to take a shower?" I nod. "Sure." Sanzu and Y/n got ready while wearing sleeping clothes, while they were in the shower, Sanzu first told Y/n to go to the bathtub and sit with him. at first the two were still feeling until Y/n fell asleep on Sanzu's chest. Sanzu looked at Y/n he was amazed because the nice shape of her breast and his a bit fat but Y/n was beautiful, Sanzu's type until. He whispered. "Are you ready or not?" "Can we just continue to the Master Bedroom?" He nod. "Sure baby I want to show you why i'm a king of crying girls." I laughed. "I don't care.""I'm sure you can't walk properly tomorrow i'm sure." As they walked up the stairs, Sanzu couldn't stop. He immediately lifted Y/n to the master bedroom and threw it and climbed up as if Sanzu was at the top and Y/n was at the bottom. "When I first saw you I wanted to fuck you, this night im feeling bless." I asked him why he wanted to fuck me. "You are beautiful." "Are you sure Haru?" He said. "I'm sure baby." Y/N POV: When he first kissed me on the lips go to my neck and down to my waist, I was immediately shaking just kissing what Sanzu did to me, he was different from Rin, he was even better, while he deeply kissed me his hand is in my pussy he wants to play with and he rotates his finger on my pussy wft I'm wet. When I came out, Sanzu licked my pussy. he played with his tongue my pussy up and down I'm very tired because of the excessive lust. He's even better than Rindou. When he finished playing with my pussy, Sanzu stood up. "Baby, Put your toe on my shoulder, Promise I'll be gentle." I nod. "What f*cking a big-" I screamed because Sanzu was when he inserted his cock in my pussy and I have a bad feeling that I won't be able to walk tomorrow.

"You said that you wouldn't be surprised by the school because of the pain and then I scratched you." He laughed. "Sorry baby, Does it still hurt? If I continue, it won't hurt anymore." I nod. "I'm ready now Haru."While he was taking his cock out of my pussy, it was very painful because his cock was so big that it was even bigger than Rindou's cock. I screamed every time his cock came in because it was so big that I hugged him and said the word "I love you." "I can't hear you baby, what did you say?" I screamed again. "I love you! A-hh I-im c-comi-ng b-baby! O-hh... A~aahh ouch f*ck my pussy it's hurts..Stop it a~hhh shi~t A~hhh baby...I like you Haru." He smiles. "Hmm... You like me?but your boyfriend is Rindou not me." He continues to fuck me. "I'm cumming Y/n say AHHHHH." I immediately gasped when Sanzu said that. He swallowed his semen on me and it was disgusting but it was necessary because it was my job to make my client happy."f*ck baby you're good enough i hope you are my girlfriend." He smiles and he kiss me on my lips. "But i'm worry about me, what if he torturing me or try to kill me? I feel nervous." He smile again. "No one can hurt you." I smile. I don't know why I feel this way about Sanzu, He's so kind to me he even managed to make me happy tonight. We fell asleep of course we were both naked and the next day I woke up but Haru was no longer beside me I couldn't walk properly I sat on the sofa and I saw Sanzu wearing only a shirt and boxer shorts while preparing breakfast. "Oh, you are awake. here breakfast its almost done." I immediately sat down and stood next to him, I couldn't focus on my food but i look at his lips I was just surprised that I kissed him on the lips. "Why did you kiss me, we haven't finished eating yet." This is embarrassing ever in my life. "hahaha bleh, Are you going to school now?""Yep, So I'm coming in because we have a group research project, I hope we can be a group mate." He kissed me again on my forehead and i smiles and the breakfast was resumed.

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*characters will be written as their adult selves.

◇characters i will write for:

mitsuya, draken, chifuyu, smiley, angry, takemichi, takemichi's weird friends (akkun, yamamoto, yamagishi, makoto😂), naoto, rindou, ran, hanma, kisaki, sanzu, kokonoi, inui, kazutora, baji, mikey, mucho, peh-yan.

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[kokoch4n3l]

It's a dark fic for a reason lol😭 most dark fics don't have happy endings..😔 I like to refuse and not acknowledge that tokyorev is an angst manga..in my heart everyone is happy!!

anywaaaay, I can't wait for the new series 🫶

your writing is great! loving the details in your works!!

skdjskd plz fr 😭 at this point I think people just start reading when they see the smut tag or some 😭 like plz leave me alone and let me kill everyone in peace

hehe coming soon,,, imma post chemtrails first tho cuz it's like 2 chapters and I've already finishing writing the first

[nymphaliia]

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𖹭 I can write about anything and any kink (except for : incest (stepcest is fine), scat, vomit, pedophilia, necrophilia, stuff with feet... I might add things in the future), (but keep in mind : it's a dark smut blog)

𖹭 I only write about tokyo revengers and a f!reader, nothing else

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𐙚 gamer!boyfriend!rin x reader (blowjob, throat fuck, cockwarming, cum swallow, light cum play, dumbification, name calling...)

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[beaupii]

☘︎ what i do not write...

non-con, dub-con.

scat, vomit, food play, etc.

heavily dark content (domestic violence, gore, horror, mental health, etc.)

age play (teacher x student, friend's parent, etc.)

incest/step-cest

☘︎ what i do write...

smut (yeah...)

haikyuu!!, tokyorev, jjk (if i ever catch up)

skz, seventeen (as for rn)

breeding, squirting, cum play

degradation, bdsm, dynamics

overstim, size kink, pet names

ntr/cuckholding, sextapes

unprotected sex (NO GLOVE NO LOVE!!)

what i write is not limited to this list! be sure to read all warning tags before reading my content!

[p-antomime]

B stands for (step)bro!

𖦹 minors don’t interact. ┊ wc: 1,6K.

𖦹 content: mean dom!ken, oral sex (m! receiving), unprotected sex, slight degradation, mention of shower sex, nicknames, breeding!kink, stepcest, pinning, fingering, dark content.

𖦹 pairings: step-brother!ken ryuguji x step-sis!fem!reader.

ᥫ᭡. taglist! ┊ tokyo rev. masterlist!

“She’s busy”, he spoke calmly, as if it were a normal day like any other.

Deep down, for him it was. For you, it was almost a normal day.

His eyes fell on your face between his legs and analyzed the way the lipstick that used to be on your lips now formed a pinkish wheel with red tones around a few inches before the base of his cock, so that you couldn't put it completely in your mouth without choking or having a gag reflex. And he knew this and still made sure that every time he made you get down on your knees to suck him until your jaw hurt with the excuse "either you do it or I'll tell your friends you've been fucking your brother"; always using that tone that made it sound like he wasn't even enjoying having your body all to himself when, in reality, it was the exact opposite.

Every time he referred to himself as 'your brother', you would complain saying: 'shut the hell up, we're not even related' and he would reply that 'mhm, but your mother would be so hurt to know that you can't keep your pussy in your panties, right?’. But, deep down, it was just a mutual tease because: if you pretended you didn't like each other very much in front of the family, every time he cornered you in the hallway and you were making out like the world was ending, with his hands kneading and groping every inch of your skin and your nails scratching the back of his neck, there was going to be a greater tension.

A greater tension that made him push your head against the mattress of his bed during Saturday afternoons to make you suffocate while he said that 'bad little sisters shouldn't breathe right' and your pussy tightened even more around his dick. And also a greater tension that made you wrap your hand around his neck in a silent threat when he threatened to increase the rhythm of his hips slamming into yours – and consequently: make more noise – on the many, many days you two fucked while your parents were home.

But, those days were water under the bridge. Water under the bridge just like the shower in his bedroom bathroom that last week was pouring down on both of you as he pressed you against the fogged-up shower stall and made you take him from behind.

But, after that shower session, you ended up with something like a boyfriend. ‘Boyfriend'. Ken couldn't help but laugh every time you said it because it was comical that you thought he would ever let you slip through his fingers.

It wasn't exactly a boyfriend, you just liked him a little bit and started going out with him as a way to repress the desire you had for your stepbrother. It was more appropriate to call it sneaky link or fling, not dating. Because, if it was indeed dating, Ken would have gone after him and beat his soul out of his body with the excuse that he was trying to take advantage of you, his cute, helpless, almost virginal little sister.

"What? If I know where she is?", Draken looked at you again with raised eyebrows and you let his cock out of your mouth with a little 'pop', "Actually, I think she went to sleep over at a friend's house, she was saying something like that to my dad yesterday"

It was Hanma on the other end of the line and, while he complained that you never talked with him, your half-brother opened a little smile sideways as he watched you wrap your mouth around his cock again, especially the tip where you kissed and licked it the way you knew he liked it.

"Mhm, man, I know, she's a pain in the ass sometimes", he spoke shrugging and watching you contort the face, "But, she's a good girl, cross my heart"

You moaned around his dick and Ken gave a small thrust against your face, making you choke and let it out of the mouth again, this time with a louder sound.

"Damn, Hanma, I need to see some things with Mikey now, so, yeah, maybe our convo ends now and–”

Ken's eyes rolled up at the exact moment one of your hands wrapped around his long cock and pumped it slowly, running the thumb over the swollen tip and spreading the pre-cum. You were usually the slut in heat who moaned loudly when he had some fun with you, not the other way around, but now he even had to put a hand over his mouth to muffle any incriminating sounds to your little ‘boyfriend’ on the other end of the line.

Seeing you open an innocent little side-smile, Draken ended up cutting the connection with Hanma in the middle of some uninteresting sentence from him and throwing the phone on the bed before his attention fell on you.

"If you knew who I was talking to on the other end of the line, you wouldn't want to make me cum so fast, you slut", this has become an almost endearing nickname after so many times he has called you that and in response you raise the eyebrows curiously.

"Your boyfriend who doesn't fuck you right and always makes you come crawling back to your stepbrother's dick again", you felt your panties cling tighter against your folds at the way he spoke of Hanma; it was a harsh, angry and resentful tone at the same time, the tone he only used when he was talking about some possession of his and, ironically, the idea alone of him being jealous of you with any other guy already made you almost cum without even needing to be touched.

Draken had an overwhelming effect on you and he probably didn't even have a full go about it.

"He isn't my boyfriend", you replied trying to get up to take your rightful place on his lap and a hand of his held you in place, "Stop, Ken-nii, I know you're dying to have my pussy around your dick"

"Oh, is that so?", Draken opened a little smile sideways before leaning over to get his face level with yours, "You're the one dying to have me breeding your slutty pussy and don't try to deny it, you're such a terrible liar"

And even though his words were harsh, the kiss that followed after was sweet and gentle almost as it always was when your stepbrother treated you like the only girl in his life – and, indeed, you were.

You were going to be the only girl in his life until Ken Ryuguji could wake up some day without wishing he had your warm body on the other side of his bed and could kiss another girl without almost moaning your name in the middle of it. And that might take longer than you both intended, because neither of you could get enough of each other; that became obvious when his possessive hands pulled your body up and he switched positions with you to leave you lying on the bed with your legs spread.

"Do y’know when you're most beautiful to me?", he asked pulling a few strands of hair away from your face and taking you by the chin to force you to look at him and you raised eyebrows in a silent devolutive question, "When you're beneath me letting me rearrange your pussy like a good sister"

Your eyes narrowed staring at him, it was his way of saying that you were never going to get a guy as good as him. His thumb brushed against your bottom lip and you ajar the mouth to let two of his fingers enter it and force themselves against your tongue before sucking on them and soon after expelling them out.

"You think I'm a good step-sis?", your voice came out breathless, especially from his cock starting to rub against your clit and making you drip even more, and he replied: “You'd be better if you lemme cum inside today" and a little smile was opened by you before you wrapped arms around his neck and did the same around his waist using your legs, "If you fuck me hard like a good step-bro, I may let you cum deep inside of me"

Ken had to bite his lower lip to keep from moaning, even though his effort was in vain as seconds later his dick was slamming deep inside you, all the way to the base and the tip of it kissing your soft cervix, and you both moaned at the same time, loud enough to bother the neighbors.

The first few times he had ventured into the task of making your little pussy manage to take him completely, you felt as if the pain would overpower all your senses and make you give up on wanting to keep moving forward, but now? The only thing you could ask was for him to fuck you faster, for him to always stretch your walls until they were shaped like his long cock.

The headboard began to clatter against the wall as your step-brother started pounding deep inside you and the wet sounds between your legs became almost as loud as your moans and his gasps.

Ken's eyes darted from your handsome face briefly to look at the small family photo from last Christmas on the nightstand next to his father's bed and a small smile appeared on his lips before a kiss was placed on your lips.

In the end, your parents wanted you to get along, but the you both got along too well already to the point of always tying and re-tying your bonds like good step-brother and sister. Him cumming deep inside you while Hanma called again a few minutes later was living proof of that.

ㅤ🏷 tagging: @festive @wakaslut @bunnozi @bontensucker @manjiroscum @inu1gf @keisaint @saaraunicorn @momoewn @dokidokimanji @mizurimirai @sleepy3 @kuroaka @slut4manjiro @zuuki @qudvxnkanx @hirwishin @ushitoshiii @bontens-cum-slut @amaejiki @h-shibas @zorosbozo @savagemickey03 @binglebonglerightonthemoney @horny-inarizaki-stan @mrsvaleska @goldenmnr @semisgroupie @no-name-jack @t-oji @simpforerenn @tonaken @imsatansqueen @imkumichan @saenzu @histarean @mxrga245 @medusalovessnakes @ren-simp @scholarlogy @crown5 @winterv-black @teallapril @jjendeku @kumikocchi @haitaniwhor3 @crackheadwithtoes @hannas16 @manjirosdoll @misss-chrisss .

[knowyourplace-fool]

Alternative universe where time skip Mikey and izana get along. Reader is quiet/mute and she accidentally bumps into the brothers while running to her bus stop. She doesn’t apologize to them which lowkey angers them so they decide to wait for her to come back. Later that night, you hop off the bus and start making your way to the apartment until your tackled down by mikey.

Non con, degradation and anything you’d like after that. I just love your writings! 🧎‍♀️anon

⚠️: NON CON, degradations, anal, double penetration, virgin!reader, saliva as lube, blood, death threats, spanking

-> sorry for any mistakes

-> welcome 🧎‍♀️ anon! Glad to have you in the fam:)

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All your life, you’ve been known as the “quiet” kid

Your parents expected you to open up once you entered in high school, but instead you become even more shy than before

You only talked when you absolutely needed to

Otherwise, you would do just about everything to avoid talking to someone

For instance, you order your food online so you don’t have to talk to workers

But just because you don't talk doesn't mean that you’re rude

In fact, you're a very nice person, you're just really awkward

You figured that you needed to work on your social skills if you wanted to become a physiotherapist. So when you got accepted into your dream university that was located in a different country, you took the opportunity to learn how to live without your parents guiding you/being your voice.

Once you settled down in your new apartment, you made friends with the man and women her were your next door neighbours

Both were very nice and told you to tell them if you needed any help.

It was a relief that they were friendly people (you’re an over thinker and thought they’d be rude to you) but both were very helpful and chatty.

First day of university was terrifying. You allowed yourself to take things slow the first week, still figuring out which buildings your classes are in. You told yourself that once you knew your way around and felt a bit more comfortable, you would start befriending people

You ended up joining clubs too but still weren’t very talkative

Like most students, you were on top of your school work

You had quickly adjusted to your new life and everything had been going well

Until one day, you woke up late

It was 7:30 am when you woke up and your bus left at 7:50 am

You spring out of bed, quickly getting ready and gathering your school items

It was 7:47 am, your bus arrived in 3 minutes and it was a 5 minute walk to get to the stop

You ran out the door (thankfully, your door automatically locks) and sprinted down the stairs, exiting the building. The bus was already there and as you were running, you bumped into two boys by accident

You muttered a ‘sorry’ that they weren’t able to catch and watched you hurry away to your bus

“Rude, bitch. Not even a sorry…”spoke Mikey, watching your figure step into the bus “…If I see her again, I’ll make sure to teach her some manners.”

Izana hummed and patted Mikey’s back, indicating that they should continue their walk

Mikey may or may not have been waiting in the area where you had accidentally bumped into him and Izana

The sun has gone down and it was a breezy, beautiful night

Him and Izana sat in silence, waiting for the bus to pull up

Your stop was the last stop and on this particular day, you were alone

The bus came to a stop, you hopped out and thanked the bus driver

You noticed Izana and Mikey but didn’t recognize them because you were too busy running to your bus

In order for you to get to your apartment building, you’d need to walk past the two boys

You wanted to take a different path, just to avoid them because you didn’t want them to notice you. But for some reason, you ignored your gut feeling and decided to walk past them, thinking it’d help you overcome your fear of interactions.

You kept your eyes straight, not even acknowledging the two until a hand gripped your wrist and pulled you back

You gasp and before you could scream, a hand slapped over your mouth

Your body was pushed to the ground and you began crying, cursing at yourself for not taking a detour

The man flipped you onto your back then turned his head to look at the other male

“Isn’t she pretty?”

You noticed the tattoo on the back of the man’s neck and as soon as you remembered where you saw it, your heart dropped into your stomach

[yesterday night]

“Officers are looking for members of a new gang going by the name of, “Bonten.” Leader, Sano Manjiro is at the top of the police wanted list. If you have any information about Bonten or Sano Manjiro’s whereabouts, please contact police immediately.”

The photo on the news only showed the back of his neck which was the exact same as his. There was no doubt in your mind that this was the man who was on the top of the wanted list.

Apparently you facial expression had given you away and Mikey began to laugh

“You realized a bit too late, darling. You should’ve apologized properly this morning and I wouldn’t be doing this to you.”

Mikey had taken your underwear off and didn’t bother to do any foreplay on you. He slid off his pants, allowing his hard cock to spring out.

He spat on his hand and coated his dick before lifting your hips up and pushing in

The whole time his companion watched you beg and plea with your big, doe eyes

You tried to fight, but Mikey easily had pinned your body down and began to move his hard cock in your spongy walls

He couldn’t help but laugh when your purity blood leaked down your cunt and onto the cement

Mikey removed his hand from your mouth and brought it down to your throat

“Apologize to me, slut. Did your parents not teach you any fucking manners?”

You continued to cry, not really taking in his words

Had he confused you with someone else? What had you done wrong? It wasn’t making sense to you.

You insides were on fire, the painful stretch knocked the wind out of you. On top of the rough thrusts, the tight grip on your neck stopped you from taking in the oxygen you desperately needed.

You continued to sob and beg for mercy until the other man had walked up to you and got down as well

Mikey pulled your body up and Izana was placed behind you

You were confused until you felt the crown of his cock placed on your ass

You whispered out a low, “no!” But Izana spat down and pushed in

“Wait!” You cried on Mikey’s shoulder, trying to push Izana away but he captured your wrist and pinned them behind your back

“I find it astonishing that you still haven’t apologized.”

And just like that, a stream of “I’m sorry’s” left your mouth

They were quiet, but both of the boys heard them

“I’m sorry for whatever I did! Please let me go! Please!”

“You still haven’t figured out what you did?”

Izana said, matching his pace with Mikey

You shook your head ‘no’ and the boys went faster as a punishment

“P-please tell me. I swear it won’t ha-happen again.” You whimpered as more tears fell from your eyes and onto Mikey’s shirt

“Better not or I’ll fucking kill you.” Mikey said, pulling your hair back so he could take a look at your distress face

Blood leaked out both of you holes and you went completely broken

You just wanted to go home, cuddle up into your blankets and cry

“This morning, you bumped into us and didn’t apologize. You know who we are, so why didn’t you? Would’ve saved you a lot of trouble.” Izana spoke in a low tone, gripping your wrist harder and landing a spank on your ass

That’s why they robbed you of your virginity?! Because you didn’t apologize— no wait, you did!

“I-I did apologize! I swear, I did! I pro-probably didn’t say it loud enough, but I swear o-on my life I did!”

“Well, it’s too late now. I’m not stopping till I cum in ya.”

You were about to protest but Izana knew better and choked you from behind

Both boys lost control of themselves and with your gummy walls clenching and throbbing around them, they were able to cum in no time

You passed out before they came, going numb on Mikey’s shoulders before your body completely shut down

After they filled you up with warm cum, Izana wanted to leave you vulnerable on the sidewalk. However, Mikey found himself picking you up and taking you with him, just so he could have a bit fun at home

[sinnerdolly]

Little Mistake— Shinichiro and Wakasa.

Minors do not interact. Nsfw.

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀ⇢  1812.

ᴘʟᴏᴛ⇢ You're in a poly relationship with Shini and Waka, but it looks like you don't understand your position, so they have to punished you.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ⇢ 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉, 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾, harddom Wakasa, softdom Shini.

English isn't my first language, so, if you see any error, you're welcome to correct me.

With your nerves on edge, you instinctively tried to let go, but it was impossible, your declining strength wouldn't allow it. At that moment you regretted a little the trouble you had caused, you even made Shinichiro freak out, whose greatest qualities was patience and unconditional kindness. Apparently, the man had a limit and you crossed it.

On the other hand, Wakasa was the opposite, you knew that he would show no mercy when he felt betrayed. In your silly head you thought that Shinichiro would stop any revenge that came from him, but they plotted, and not just for something silly like deciding what to have for dinner.

“Guys, it was just a mistake...” you whispered, your voice a little brittle.

Cold hands caressed your inner thighs, while the smoke of a cigarette hit your face, causing you a soft cough when you inhale it. You had been blinded, so you were naked and handcuffed at his mercy. You assumed that Shinichiro would be the one holding your wrists if the smoke came from that direction, and Wakasa the one giving chills to your legs with his sharp touch.

“A joke?” Shinichiro questioned softly. Wakasa's dark laughter filled your ears. “I remind you, beautiful, that it was you who wanted to keep this as a secret. And now you're letting others flirt with you like you don't have two men waiting for you at home.” Frustration corrupted Shini's serene essence, pressing a little harder on your fragile wrists. “But it's okay, if we have you so dissatisfied we should take care of it, right?”

The whole mess started because Shinichiro left you tending his motorcycle shop while he and Wakasa resolved some Black Dragon conflicts. Upon returning, they found a subject talking to you quite confidently, remarking how pretty and cute you were. But what made their blood boil was witnessing your nervous giggles and blushes, it hurt them that there was never a rejection from you. So, with jealousy clouding his psyche, Shinichiro accepted whatever twisted ideas crossed his friend's mind.

The customer left, and your attention shifted back to the silly game on your phone, frustrated that you couldn't get the snake to respond quickly enough to the letters on your keyboard. When you heard the door to the place close, you looked up to meet Shinichiro's serious face, and Wakasa's icy eyes watching you, as he flipped the sign to "Closed".

You tried to ask what was going on, but no one gave you an answer. You were simply cornered against the counter, and carried to the old sofa deposited in a corner of the garage. And so you ended up where you are now.

With Wakasa bracing your legs on his shoulders to eat you, first overstimulating you with his fingers roughly. His fingertips began to caress your folds, and you couldn't hold back your exasperated moans anymore. Your body writhed under him, you were more sensitive than ever, not knowing what plans your boyfriends had for you made the situation more morbid and exciting.

Wakasa glared at you for interrupting his concentration, you were being too noisy. If you kept this up, he would end up sinking into your warmth sooner than he should, and he wanted to make you suffer, not reward you.

“Shut up,” he ordered irritably, as if your very presence annoyed him. As angry as they were, this wasn't the time for you to be that silly. But asking you at that moment to stop screaming was practically asking you to stop breathing, something impossible. “Open your mouth, silly.”

His condescending tone made you even more wet. You didn't take a second to do what he told you, you opened your lips without knowing very well what to expect. When something spherical and sweet made you salivate, you knew instantly that it was the lollipop he was carrying in his mouth moments before he blindfolded you.

“I'll give it to you, I found something better to lick,” he teased, inserting all of her tongue deep into your tight pussy. Your hips trembled in her arms, and your nails dug into Shinichiro's skin. “So sweet…” he licked your folds desperately, savoring every drop of nectar you released “and you let that idiot think he would try my favorite treat.”

Shinichiro grunted, reacting negatively to Wakasa's words. That someone wanted to put his hands on something of his property was repulsive. That's why they were against keeping their relationship a secret, no one would know your ass had their names on it.

Shin watched intently, not missing every shudder, every gasp that pleasure brought you. He adjusted his pants, feeling that his erection was burning him alive, while he held the cigarette between his teeth so he could free his hand and caress you. His calloused fingers sliding down your throat, squeezing your pretty breasts.

It was then that you couldn't take it anymore, the orgasm exploded in your belly, spreading in a chain through every nerve in your body, twisting you between both men. Your moans begged for mercy, but Wakasa's tongue was still buried deep in your pussy, with no hope of withdrawing. And when the ecstasy wore off, you realized that the black cloth had been removed from your eyes. Shinichiro's sly smile mocked you.

“Aren't you going to see the mess you made?” he said, feigning disapproval. You slowly raised your head, to see what he meant. When your eyes met Wakasa hugging your thighs, his blonde hair disheveled and his face covered in your juices. He watched you satisfied, licking his lips. “What a waste…” Your heart skipped a beat as Shinichiro stood up, took his friend by his throat and gave his cheeks a long slow lick. Collecting every drop of your fluids that ran through his smooth skin.

“It's time for you to take care of this,” Wakasa sighed, undoing his pants to release his member, returning to his usual disinterested expression and ignoring Shin.

Both men moved your body quite easily, your head hanging over the armrest of the sofa. Wakasa positioned herself comfortably between your legs, wetting his cock as he rubbed against your damp folds.

Your attention was snatched away from him as you felt that lollipop you honestly forgot you had gently being removed from your mouth. Throwing your head back, your eyes met Shinichiro's massive erection still encased in his jeans. Eager enough, you ran your tongue over the fabric, following the path where his rugged masculinity was shadowed, as if you were a kitten in need of love.

Those lazy black eyes gazed at you lustfully, smoke escaping his lips as he gave you a disinterested smile. He slowly slid the zipper down, taking all his time to pull down his boxers and expose his cock.

On his side, Wakasa pressed your thighs to your chest and pushed his way inside you, stretching your rubbery walls in one thrust. Your eyes rolled back as every nerve, important or superficial, was struck by him. And your mouth opened in search of air for your poor lungs, partially sticking your tongue out. Opportunity that Shin did not waste to rub against your lips.

It was hard for you to keep up with them, they almost always took their time to get you used to it. But this time you didn't know if you could handle both. You wrapped your tongue around Shin's tip, trying to go at your own pace so as not to overwhelm yourself, something Wakasa seemed to disagree with, because with a strong thrust your body was propelled towards Shinichiro, burying him to the base in your throat.

A loud moan that vibrated against his cock. They both grunted in unison, pleased with your body's response to Wakasa's actions. Then, already assured that you were ready, they began an abrupt, but pleasant, back and forth.

Shinichiro desperately fucked your mouth, getting even more ecstatic when he saw the lump his member formed in your abused throat. Thick ropes of saliva lubricating him and goading him into thrusting a little harder. Your velvety tongue rubbing his pronounced veins, the moans that Wakasa made you let out crashed against his skin, giving him a delicious and stimulating sensation.

Wakasa was fascinated by how tight you became with every thrust he exerted. He focused on your bouncing breasts in a constant cycle of fierce thrusts. How to blame them? When your interior was so soft and delicious, you knew how to satisfy them so well... How not to go crazy over you and your sweet pussy?

Perhaps in this way you would realize why they get so jealous when they see you with another. You are too perfect, they cannot allow someone else to feel the paradise that you could provide them. You were theirs, and whoever dared to lay a finger on you would suffer the consequences of his wrath.

You felt how you sank against the cushions of the sofa with each blow, and how irregular the thrusts of both began to be. You were so close, you couldn't take it anymore, your pussy throbbed around Wakasa, eager to be filled by him.

As always, Shinichiro was the first to come. He dropped his head back, the black strands of hair delicately adorning his face, gave one last push to his hips, burying himself comfortably deep in your throat. He released his entire load into your mouth, you struggled to swallow as much as possible, but your sudden orgasm distracted you.

You practically convulsed under Wakasa, your eyes went to the back of your neck, and your nails dug into your boyfriend's sweatshirt. The semen of both men filling your interior deliciously increased the experience, you felt so relaxed that you didn't even notice when you passed out.

The next memory you had was waking up curled up between the two of them in the huge bed of your apartment. They slept peacefully, hugging your waist. You kissed them both, closing your eyes with a smile, to go back to sleep, your life couldn't be more perfect.

[fuyussi]

part 2 to this

characters: inui seishu x his imagination LMAO

cw: masturbation, use of sex toy, fluff-ish(?) to smut, inui down bad

a/n: the first sentence is a mess, also disregard the last paragraph of the previous part bc i didn’t write that and it does not exist in my mind also this was supposed to be x reader but then i realised it would go on for way too long and i’m not about to write something longer than i can read

inui who’s now so shy around you, he can’t stop the image or feeling of your mouth around his little cock from invading his mind ever since that day. and you could definitely tell; he’s going out of his way to avoid you, dodging you the moment he sees you walking his way.

well, that’s hurtful—you thought he was into it that day. growing annoyed at his avoidance, you were determined to corner him. whether or not he felt awkward around you after the fact, you will not be losing a friend over such a thing.

unbeknownst to you, inui was far from what you assumed him to be. rather than avoiding you because of the encounter, he avoided you for his own mental health. feelings he thought he buried are now bubbling up uncontrollably, even worse they were growing stronger by the day.

now not only did you plague his mind whenever he feels his needs pooling between his thighs, you were doing your fair share of laps around his head. finding himself daydreaming about you; what you might be doing now, or if you’d mind him accompanying you for a bit.

and yet whenever you come around—just like when he was younger—he’d feel his heart jump, following his first instinct to run from you. inui finds himself sighing in defeat, pressing his forehead against the wall he hid behind after running from you yet again. the idea of confessing flits through his mind, at which he quickly crushes, berating himself. he thinks about how it might sound to you and all ideas of confession are silenced. he must look like a total loser; you give him one blowjob and suddenly he’s head over heels in love with you. inui knows that’s not the case but the thought that you might think that way about him has him cringing from embarrassment.

now laying on his bed, inui pondered his predicament. despite all the reasons not to confess his feelings, there was still that nagging voice against that sentiment. perhaps it was simply his lovesick mind deluding himself into believing that the kiss you shared that day felt more than skin-deep—that maybe you felt something towards him as well.

a dangerous rabbit hole to fall into; now memories of that day comes rushing in and he feels the ghost of your lips against his. flushing red, his body heats up as his little cocklet stirs to life in his shorts. turning to his side and pressing a pillow to his face, he pouts his lips, pretending that the weight against his mouth was your lips.

whimpering quietly, inui’s hand travels down his torso and slides between his thighs. he moans into the pillow, and imagines what you might say right now. “so wet so quickly babe? and all i’ve done is give you a little kiss.”

he whines, pushing his face deeper into the pillow, his hips now grinding against his palm. inui’s body trembles, he imagines your lips and your hands, and what you would do to him; or rather what he would let you do to him. mind reeling, he reaches for a toy he’d purchased a while back. pulling out the vibrating dildo, he pushes it between his clamped thighs, moans tumbling out as he switched on the vibration.

though not it’s intended use, inui didn’t care, all he could think of was you pressing it to his little cocklet, cooing at him as he ruts against it desperately chasing his orgasm. hugging the pillow close to his chest, he pretends that it’s you, clinging onto it for dear life as his mind sets the scene. you sitting on his bed as he lays on your lap, one hand cradling his upper body against your own and the other holding the vibrator to his leaking cock.

inui pushed the vibrator further down, now pressed against the underside of his little cock, snug against his balls. catching a particularly sensitive spot on his cockhead, his thighs jolted, mewling needily as he feels himself on the verge of his orgasm.

“do you wanna cum? go ahead, baby, you’ve been such a good boy,” you coo. panting silently, inui’s toes curled as he presses his face into the pillow once again, cum squirting out all over his hand and the toy. body tensing and contracting from the intensity of the orgasm, the image in his mind’s eye becomes disjointed and fuzzy as his mind blanks.

the image of you now completely gone as inui could barely muster the energy to form a single thought, exhaustion settling in his body as soon as his high faded.

cleaning himself off, inui suddenly feels a wave of depression wash over; all those weeks of avoiding now culminating into an intense yearning to be close to you. curling up in bed again, he takes hold of the pillow he pretends to be you and hugs it close, trying whatever he can to relieve the dull ache in his chest.

[prettyboykatsuki]

heretic | h. sanzu 

☆ tags ;; dark content!, talk of dead bodies ands post mortem in the clean up sense reader is basically clean up crew and is in charge of burying a body, canon typical violence and gore,  mentions of drug use, typical stuff for tokyorev, dry humping, lightly yandere i guess? sanzu is just insane, making out, the tiniest bit of blood, dubcon, 18+

☆ wc ;; 2.4k (?? what the fuck lmao)

☆ a/n ;; *shakes him* you’re so fucking weird. also i actually wrote this in like feb way before the latest chapters and just remembered it. 

☆ synopsis ;; it doesn’t take long to get used to the job. it pays the bills and you learn to keep your head down. knowing what happens around this place is a symptom, and catching sanzus attention must be bad luck. 

For what it’s worth, your boss is a decent man to you. 

The name Manjiro Sano is more of a figure-head than a human being. You hear through word of mouth almost every rumor that precedes him. Cold-hearted killer, terrifying to be in the presence of, a king amongst men who consider themselves gods. 

You’ve only ever met him once though. Manjiro, or Mikey as he insists you call him - only comes around once in a while. He spends most of his days cooped up, and the only time you did meet him he was nice. He didn’t seem like he was there all the way, but you kept your head down. He treats you with respect, and that’s more than you can ask for from a man like him. 

He was cold and looked a little bored, but he was decent. Enough that you’d like to keep your job. Your impression of a man like Manjiro is troubled and violent, but you could say that about most people in your line of work. But he’s nice, and you don’t see him enough for those tendencies to shine, anyway. 

A part of your job is learning to disappear without word. You’re good at it. Your feet don’t even make noise when you walk. You move silently, quietly, steadily - and most of all you mind your business. 

The members of Bonten often call you mousy. 

For how little you see Manjiro himself, you see the men of Bonten often. You don’t feel strongly towards any of them, but you’ve taken time to understand them in their most basic forms.

Kakucho is the nicest and easily the kindest. You’re curious to why he’s in this type of work but figure you don’t know his circumstances. Kokonoi seems worse than he is - at first glance he seems snakelike, but he’s mostly earnest and generally just cunning. The Haitani brothers you can never really get a read on, but they seem opposite to who they appear to be. 

While Ran seems cooler-headed he gets more easily agitated than Rindou. Rindou is mostly quiet but tends to know where to strike. The two of them are decent but seem to enjoy picking on you when you’re around - not in a way you can’t deal with. A pinch on your thigh or a condescending cheek pat is by no means the worst thing in the world. 

Mochizuki is unnotable aside from being a tank. Akashi doesn’t come around much at all, but he gives you money when he does - always remarks on how weird he finds you. You just know to leave if him and Sanzu end up in the same room. 

And there is, of course, Sanzu Haruchiyo. Who, you figure, almost always knows more than he’s letting on. 

He’s got an almost cartoonish personality. Loud yammering hollers, angry bouts of violence, this general unpredictability that makes him dangerous to be around, engage with, or talk to. The lack of sobriety adds a layer to it, but Sanzu is just Sanzu. 

Noticing little details is a part of your work. You lack the brawn to do anything but be hypervigilant. Any changes in attitude, in tone, in voice - it barely takes a minute to undo a clip into an unwilling receiver. 

Sanzu Haruchiyo is a peculiar man, it was just never for any obvious reasons. His craziness one long shitck. Noticing that was just part of the hustle, a titular part of the gig. 

It’s just that Sanzu happens to notice how mousy you are. And how quickly you catch on. And your boss is a good man to you, but Sanzu Haruchiyo is seemingly unconcerned with any of it. 

__ 

You don’t often take time to wonder who it is you’re burying. 

Asking trivial questions in your line of work will get you killed. Reflecting on your job is a pointless activity overall. You’re given instructions, tools, and cover-up to do what's asked of you. Anything more than that is a major risk. 

But, you’re accustomed to gruesome sights and gruesome things. The fresh smell of blood that leaves your mouth lingering with iron, the violent twitches of rigor mortis - the onset of death as everything happens. Dead people don’t go quietly, most people can’t stomach the sight. 

But due to some fucked up stuff in you’re short life, you’re normally able to put it out of your mind. Normally, Akashi is the one attending with you. Sometimes the Haitanis. 

But today, the body you’re responsible for is simply cold. Cold, unmoving, and clean. There’s something sanitary about the whole situation. And the person with you today is Sanzu. All the circumstances combined make your stomach feel uneasy. Instead of anything really horrific - there’s a deafening silence you can’t bare to stomach. 

“What do they want me to do with her?” You ask Sanzu against your better judgement. He pauses before giving me an impish grin. 

“He said to bury her under a willow, so we’re here,” 

“Just bury her?” 

Sanzu nods and then lights a cigarette. 

“Just bury her,” 

You frown just barely. Your face is covered by a mask and hood so you doubt Sanzu can even see. It’s more physical labor than what you usually are required to do, you know that’s why Sanzu is even there. You don’t really mind the burying part. Digging a hole and push the dirt over it. Intensive but straightforward. 

But being alone with him that long makes your heart fall so deep into your gut. You shake your head and duck, grabbing a shovel from the back of the truck before returning. 

The dead girl is still just laying to one side. You wonder what happened to her for a brief minute before you roll your sleeves up, hand on the shovel. You tap into check how soft the Earth is, relieved to find it crumbling apart easily. 

With that, you take a deep breath and ignore the way Sanzu’s eyes linger on your frame. You just want to go home. 

__ 

It takes you two entire hours to dig a hole deep and wide enough to fit the body into. 

You were expecting it to take longer, but the spot picked is soft. It would’ve been almost peaceful, with your headphones in and your brain completely checked out of reality. Being a little cold is the most boring hazard. If Sanzu hadn’t stared at you for the entire two hours, you almost could’ve gone about your day like you worked a 9-5. 

But there he is still unavoidable and lingering on your back in a way that makes you want to puke. After everything is said and done, the last patch of dirt over it -- you’re supposed to ride back with Sanzu in the car that took you. The driver is a young guy with a shaved head and a face tattoo who hasn’t spoken a word, but nods at you to acknowledge you. 

You get a minute to wash your hands with a water bottle and wipe yourself down with stuff you keep in your bag - before you get ready to enter the car. 

“Sit in the back with me,” 

Your heart sinks into your gut. 

“Why?” 

You regret it instantly. Almost immediately, but instead of anger you’re faced with a wild laugh. 

“Just because!” 

The way he says it makes your gut churn. The center of his eyes are dead. You’ve seen dead eyes a hundred times before, and this is no different from then. Sanzu is starkly sober but grinning at you with all his teeth, but it still doesn’t meet his eyes. You sigh little and open the door. 

Sliding into the backseat, Sanzu follows. You listen to the cars ignition turn on and suddenly feel your breath hitch. The thought of the car ride - how long it is makes you wish the world would swallow you whole. You didn’t care before - but the backseat is big. 

And there’s a partition, you didn’t notice before. You wish you did, but you only noticed it now. This whole thing is turning to be one big mess, so you want to do what you’ve always done which is disappear without another word. You turn yourself to face the window, readying to put your headphones. Sanzu has no plans of letting you do any such thing. 

He grabs your hands, and you jolt. Your whole body lurches, making him laugh. It reminds you of a reverbing metal, wobbly but not completely unpleasant. If it weren’t for his demeanor, he’s got a very pretty face. You blink at him and he smiles down at you, tongue dipping to lick his lower lip. 

“You’re not much of a talker are you?” 

His voice has that weird tone to it. That subliminal thing that makes your spine crawl. You shake your head no. 

“But you know? The fact you look at me like that is real interesting. I wanted to watch you today just to see what you were like” 

You stiffen before you get a chance to process the information. The tremble in your voice must excite him.

“...Like what?” 

“Like you know,” 

For a brief minute, you really don’t know what to do. What to say. Sanzu doesn’t make you answer. He scoots closer to you, the leather car seat squeaking underneath him. His arm wraps around your shoulders, one hand on your knees. Your mouth clamps shut, his face close to yours. His breath smells like cigarettes and artificial citrus like he’d been chewing gum 

His fingers dance across your thigh before he brings a hand to your face, cupping your jaw in his palm. Dazed, you only manage to look at him briefly. Maybe that was your first mistake. 

“Our line of work means I get to go fucking crazy whenever I feel like it but it’s a lotta confident morons. And all the girls who come around are paid from profit.” He says, almost contemplative. 

The change in tone is almost alarming. If you weren’t so busy being aware of your body, you might feel sick. 

“But not a lot like you. You don’t stick your nose where it doesn’t belong though, and you’re a good asset. It’s good. I don’t feel like I gotta kill you,”

“I’m just here to do my job.” You say, flatly.

“See? Just like that. I like that you live like you’re already dead. Makes us the same, doesn’t it?” 

For the first time, you know exactly what he means. Living just to live, like your lifes purpose was buried a long time ago. That’s not untrue. The comparison makes your stomach twist. His hand inches between your legs and for the first time in your life - you have nothing to say. The car is hot, the partition is up but the vehicle isn’t even moving.  

Your gut tells you to look away when he leans into kiss you, but for some sick reason you don’t. You don’t understand yourself either, why you kiss him. He’s good at it all the same. At first it’s soft, just his mouth but when you’re comfortable - his teeth drag into your lower lip and tug. He’s grinning at you when you open your eyes.

He bites hard then, just enough to draw blood. You wince, eager to turn your head but he grabs your chin and kisses you hard. Licking the blood from your mouth, iron coating your tongue. It’s almost sweet. 

Without word, he hoists you into his lap. Facing him, his hands touch your hips. It’s all surprisingly gently. Sickeningly aware of the way he drags you over his crotch. His cock is hard, and he lets you look at it for a minute before dragging you down. 

“Y’know when you think about it, we’re perfect for each other. I can give you whatever you want and you can handle me whenever. It works doesn’t it?” 

Then you feel it, and you feel flush all over your body. You’re not unfamiliar entirely, but you’ve never actually been in proximity with a guy like this. You’ve never even thought about it, you didn’t live a life that you could. The route you took didn’t allow it, so any urges were taken care of on your own. 

But now Sanzu has his lips on your throat and you know you’re in danger of something. His hands settle on your hips, and guide you against the obvious bulge in his pants, his cock is so hard even through his slacks. Your clit throbs. 

It’s wet and humid. The rain pounds on the window and Sanzu grinds on his cock until your face falls into his neck. He coos like he’s pleased, patting your back as pleasure runs through your whole body. 

“Oh! Are you a virgin? You’re full of surprises,” 

You can only whimper, and close your eyes. Eventually you don’t see a point in going against your body’s wishes. You think about your job, your boss, the people you technically work for. How Sanzu is your boss and you’re grinding shamelessly against him trying to make yourself cum. And your heart is pounding, throbbing pleasure in your whole body. You’re soiling your panties, hands gripping on his vest as you repeat the gesture over and over. 

Like you maybe, he guides you. Slowly, silently, steadily bringing you to the cliffs edge with an aura like he’s won something. 

You want to cum. Heart beat in yours ears, you let go of the circumstances and chase your high. 

He grins above you. You can feel it. 

“See how you’re moving against me like that? We’re meant for each other, like we can make each other feel alive. If I stuck my cock in your right now, wouldn’t that make your heart race?”

You don’t know what to say. He pulls back, makes you look at him. Then he kisses you again - but this time it’s sloppy. With too much tongue as you pant and hiccup in shame. He grins at you. You know how pathetic you look. Like you’ve given up. 

He looks like he wants to eat you. You feel it in your gut, the tightness in your stomach. You’re really going to cum. 

“I-”

“Shh, shh. Just let go. We’re alive right now,” 

Without another word, your whole body convulses and you come hard enough you slump forward. You can feel remorse in your body but it’s all too late. You think Sanzu would push for his own fill, but he simply holds you. Maybe you should stop expecting things from him. 

“We’re going to have a lot of fun,” 

[jthebeauty]

HEY BESTIE i know you’re reading TR so can i pretty please get a taiju thirst? i’ll suck your toes-

Do Better.

Pairing: Taiju Shiba x F! Reader (18+)

CW: Yandere-ish? This is Taiju We’re Talking About, (3) Mentions of Killing, (2) Blood Mentions, Breeding/Creampie, Face Fucking Descriptions, Jealousy, Possessiveness, Vaginal Wall Sex, Reader is Wearing a Dress + Heels, Taiju & Reader are Married. Minors & Ageless Bios/Blogs DNI!

Word count: 2.0k

A/n: Noodle speaking my language bc uhhh hello?! Taiju Shiba ♡ Sorry for the wait—I kept switching the plot/storyline, but here we are!

“What can I get you, beautiful?”

“Sorry to have called you back over so soon,” you dab your handkerchief on your forehead, your other hand waving your paddle fan back and forth. “It’s burning in here… Can I- Sorry. May I get another refill with ice, please?”

Taiju was fuming in his seat at 7:27 PM— and not because the restaurant’s atmosphere also felt hot to him.

“I’ll be back with a new glass in a bit,” your waiter bows.

“Take your time, really!” Please hurry, it’s so fucking hot in here.

“That’s a beautiful dress by the way,” he compliments with a grin, eyes steadily travelling from your shoulders to your calves. “The color really suits you.”

Taiju silently grinds his teeth, the metal fork in his grip bending between three fingers. Any amount of self-control he thought he had this whole time, was long gone in an instant.

You return the smile, mouth opening to reply. “Thank—”

“Hey,” your husband seated across the table interrupts. “You got a death wish or something? She asked for a fucking refill, not a fucking conversation.”

Your head snaps in Taiju’s direction, eyes meeting his enraged ones as your heart rate begins to increase. It was happening again.

“My apolo—”

“What are you doing?” you drop your handkerchief onto your lap. “What happened to ‘best behavior’?”

“Best behavior is over, we’re going home now.”

“Tai—?”

“Give us the fucking bill!” he abruptly slams his hands on the table and stands up, staring down at the waiter. “We didn’t come for entertainment. I can entertain my wife at any time of the day.”

“Taiju my dri—”

“We’ll get it and go.”

“Babe, look around— you’re scaring the people who just wanna have a good time.”

“But this is better than me punching him lifeless, yeah?” his smile manic. “I hope you had a good time, we won’t be back.”

“Some people are too bold for their own good,” Taiju stiffly exhales through his nose, one hand loosening his tie— the other running over his semi-slicked back hair. “I should’ve punched the life out of him right then and there.”

“No, you shouldn’t have,” you sigh with your head down, leaning against the wall as you take your heels off. “We should just order something next—”

Slamming his hands on the wall behind you, Taiju leans in closer— your noses just barely touching; his lips dangerously close to yours.

“What’re you saying right now, babe?” he whispers, the y-shaped vein on his forehead still apparent since you two left the restaurant. “That I was overreacting?”

“Yeah, you did overdo it,” you break eye contact, looking to the side. “You always overdo it when other men talk to me like that.”

“You mad at me?” he removes a hand from the wall to place his forefinger and thumb on your chin, redirecting your gaze to him again. “Let me know so I can make it up to you.”

“I mean, yeah? That was pretty extreme of you. Had the waiter and everyone else there scared shitless. Even I got worried.”

“I’ll work on it, I’ll do better,” he fully cups your jaw in his large palm, pecking your glossed lips. “Violence isn’t everything and you didn’t need to see that tonight.”

The cold demeanour you tried to keep up, slowly started to melt away— a smile replacing your once-annoyed expression. Taiju was happy to see it, like he was one step closer to a night of good sleep with you in his arms.

“You’re something else,” you throw your shoes near the closet before bringing both hands up to cradle his cheeks. “If I didn’t want you, I wouldn’t be with you— you know this.”

“It’s not you,” a hand comes up to hold the back of your head— the other sliding down to massage your ass through your dress. “I don’t like them eye-fucking you and talking to you as if I’m not there. Don’t you find that disrespectful? It’s pretty disrespectful, isn’t it?”

“I- I-” with closed eyes, you tilt your head back, struggling to communicate as your husband places wet kisses on your exposed neck. “I can understand that, Tai—”

“That’s why I’m so tempted to beat them to a bloody pulp,” he swiftly sucks at the tender skin, teeth softly nipping at the spots his tongue licked over. “They wanna be entertained? I’ll also entertain them for you. Beat ‘em till my knuckles are all red ‘n bloody.”

“I wanna be entertained by something else,” you softly moan as Taiju continues to nibble at your warm skin, your hands blindly reaching to the front of his black dress pants. “Look… you’re hard.”

“Yeah,” he mumbles, pulling you flush against him by your ass. “What’re you gonna do about it?”

Staring into his golden lust-filled irises, you don’t answer— your fingers reaching under your dress to pull your panties down. Taiju keenly watches it unfold in front of him; his bottom lip wedged between his teeth while both hands rest on your waist.

“And they’re off,” you slowly dangle the piece of lingerie in his face with a small grin. “What’re you gonna do about it?”

Taiju reacts quickly; seizing the cotton fabric between clenched teeth before tossing it aside. “You know what to do next.”

You lick your lips in anticipation as you reach forward, fingers briskly undoing his leather belt.

“That’s it…” he slowly nods. “Almost there.”

You pop the plastic button open before hauling his zipper down, mouth dropping at the damp spot in his gray briefs.

“Wow…” you swallow the saliva accumulating in your mouth. “Taiju I—”

“If you want to get on your knees and suck it,” he shoves his pants and briefs down just below the hip. “Then suck it. But I’ll be honest— I’d rather be inside you right now.”

It was conflicting.

You wanted to sink down to your knees and let Taiju use your mouth at his disposal. You wanted to feel his balls lubricate themselves with every hit against your glistening chin; feel his thick cock probe the depths of your throat; feel yourself hollow your cheeks and swirl your hot tongue around his prodigious girth; feel yourself gag when he got a bit too rough.

You wanted to hear the wet noises of him fucking your mouth; hear the endless praise along the lines of “that’s a good fucking girl”; hear his strained groans before spurts of cum would hit the back of your throat, making you utterly choke.

But on the other hand, you couldn’t ignore the throb between your legs— the throb that was practically in sync with your own heartbeat. You couldn’t stop clenching although nothing was inside you— the desperation for something to fill you being high.

You needed it. Needed him to give you what you both wanted; needed to feel the stretch of his cock head entering your wet, tight hole; needed him to fuck you while you clung to him tightly— nails scraping along the details of his tattoos; needed him to finish inside like he always would— just for you.

“I want it too…” you bunch your dress up to your waist. “Give it to me.”

Taiju wasted no time in hoisting you up against the wall, the view of your exposed lower-half making his cock leak more pre-cum than before.

“If you want it then…” he presses his lips to your ear, warm breath tickling your skin as he whispers the rest: “Put it in— I won’t lift a finger this time.”

“You’re not playing fair.” Your husband’s chest vibrates with a laugh at the remark.

“When do I ever play fair, angel?”

If he was going to do this and think you’d break so easily, he had another thing coming. You could play dirty too— he just didn’t know it yet.

Taiju adjusts both himself and you, eyes glued on your every move as your fingers wrap around his hard length.

You watch as a new bead of pre-cum forms at the tip, gathering the glutinous fluid with a swipe of your thumb. You smear it around the crown, desperately wishing you could place it in your mouth— just for a minute.

“Shit,” he jerks his hips at the electrifying feeling, recovering himself with a small laugh. “It’s like that, huh?”

“Yes,” you mutter, licking your lips as you push the head against your clit. “Mm.”

But you didn’t stop there. You run the head down your slit, your slick coating the underside of his cock. You bring the head back up to circle your bundle of nerves again, eyes locking with Taiju’s once more.

“You sorry?” you lick your lips again, tapping the tip at your soaked hole.

When Taiju doesn’t respond, you repeat the motion again— this time clenching yourself around him before pulling him back out.

“Y-yeah I’m sorry,” he grunts, eyes momentarily squeezing shut. “Put it in a— fuck!”

You would’ve loved for him to finish his sentence, but you couldn’t hold back either.

Only the head was inside, yet you both couldn’t stop panting. Taiju did originally plan to keep his promise (of not lifting a finger), but the next squeeze around him threw him out of it. He was no longer a somewhat patient man.

Taiju crashes his lips into yours, taking matters into his own hands— pushing more of himself inside of you. He further closes the small gap between you two, urging you to move as well.

You moan into the kiss, nails scraping against his white dress shirt as you finally feel him bottom out. His large hands moves your hips, creating a pace and rhythm you can match with.

“See what happens when I give us what we both want?” Taiju mumbles against your lips. “Now you can’t stop humping me. You’re a dirty girl now, huh?”

“S-shut up,” you bring a hand down to rub tight, rhythmic circles at your swollen clit. “Just don’t stop— please don’t stop.”

“I won’t,” he groans, head dropping to watch his glistening cock slide in and out of you with ease. “I could never stop with a pussy this tight around my dick, baby.”

Taiju’s pace increases, his hips now snapping up into you as you come down on him faster—your drenched cunt squelching and sucking him back in with every thrust.

“Yeah,” he leans in to kiss your neck again. “Rub your clit for me, angel. You look so good right now, you know that?”

“Y-yeah,” you whimper, using your free hand to pull his lips to yours. “Just a bit more— I need this.”

You slip your tongue into Taiju’s mouth as your cunt creams around his cock— eyes welling up with tears as your body becomes undone. A high-pitched moan escapes from your throat into Taiju’s mouth, making him smirk against your lips. You got yours and now he can get his.

Taiju stills his hips, spurts of warm, thick semen coating the insides and depths of your cunt. He slowly jerks his hips, ensuring everything has been emptied before pecking your lips once more.

You pull away once you both come down from your highs, burying your face in the crook of your husband’s neck— inhaling the scent of sweat and faint cologne.

“I hope you know I’m still just a smidgen upset about what happened,” you trace the black ink of his tattoo through his damp shirt. “But I forgive you.”

“You forgive me?” he smiles, pecking your clammy forehead. “Thank God. You know I can’t go to bed knowing you’re angry at me. I’ll do better, I promise.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you yawn, lazily slapping at his brawny chest. “Just don’t make it happen again, blah, blah— take me upstairs now babe.”

Taiju tilts his head back to laugh. He doesn’t pull out, deciding to carry you as you are in his arms.

“Let’s get you out of this,” he smirks down at you as he heads to the staircase. “You want a bath too?”

“I might fall asleep,” you mumble. “Join me and be my pillow or something.”

“You got it, angel.”

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