#tokyorev x male reader

[leosxrealm]

ʜɪꜱ ʙᴀᴄᴋᴘᴀᴄᴋ

pairing(s): hanma shuji x male! reader

warning(s): none!! just soft hanma and one suggestive joke at the end. word vomit tbh, requested

request: Hi there! Could I maybe ask for hanma asking male!reader to come with him on a night ride but reader is a bit nervous because he's never been on a motorbike before? Whichever format is fine, choose what fits you best <3

(a/n): at some point, i just started rambling in here. it’s not my best work :| this definitely could’ve been better

wc: 900+

!not proofread!

8:59

"what's got your panties in a twist?" hanma looks up from his phone to the source of the voice. chonbo just stands there looking at him. did he really think he was gonna get an answer? hanma glares at the younger member. he really wasn't in the mood.

chonbo pulls a disgusted look, "love doesn't suit you," he says ending his sentence with a fake gag. of course, chonbo could tell it was something serious, hanma looked worried. even if his face was as solid as stone, his eyes said everything he never would. his eyes told chonbo that he was worried.

ha, what a joke. hanma "the reaper" shuji, worried, because his precious boyfriend hasn't replied to him yet. chonbo walks out of the abandoned building, leaving hanma behind. this side of hanma scares the shit out of him. and he had better things to do anyway.

hanma looks back at his phone. he exits the messages app, then opens it up again, like that was gonna do something. suddenly his phone rings and he picks it up without a single second of hesitation.

"shuji-"

"where are you?" he cuts you off before you can even greet him. he heard a chuckle from the other side before you responded.

"i'm still at school. the practice went on longer than i thought it would. sorry i didn't read your texts before."

"stay there," he tells you over the phone, disregarding your apology, "i'll be there in 10 minutes."

"shuji-"

"i'm on my way, baby, see you in 10," he says as he hangs up the phone. he walks out of the old building towards his motorcycle. quickly hopping on it, he leaves before anyone can ask him anything.

---

he had reached your school gates in less than 10 minutes. patiently waiting for you by the gates. you run over to him when you spot your giant of a boyfriend leaning against his bike.

you give him a quick side hug as you two still weren't out publically. people in your school still didn't know you liked guys like that. as much as you would love to announce him as your boyfriend publically, you knew people weren't the kindest when it came to homosexuality.

you didn't realize you had zoned out staring at his motorbike until he snapped his fingers in front of your face to get your attention. "whatcha thinkin'?" he asks when he notices that he now has your attention.

"why did you bring your bike?" you answer him with a question of your own. usually, he would be in the neighborhood and just walk to your school. it seemed to catch him a little off guard before he straightens up, giving you a boyish grin. "how else was i supposed to come here, sweetheart?" he says, his voice laced with sarcasm. 

you deadpan at him, punching his arm. "come on," he says, extending his arm towards you, a helmet loosely dangling from his fingertips. you look at the helmet, before looking at him.

"it won't bite," he teases you, giving you an encouraging smile. you mumble something in response and he has to physically bend to listen to you better. "i've never been on a motorcycle before," you say, shying away from him. 

he grins at you, his eyes crinkling at the edges. he pulls you closer by tugging at your arm. "there's a first for everything, wouldn't you say?" he says softly, gently pulling the helmet over your head. he gives your helmet a kiss before shutting the visor and getting on the bike.

you just stand there not knowing what to do. he laughs before gesturing for you to get on behind him. you do as he says, tightly wrapping your arms around his torso. he laces his fingers with yours, bringing your hand to his lips, he leaves a feathery kiss on your knuckles. 

"don't worry, i won't let anything happen to my backpack," he smiles, you couldn't see it but you felt it. he lets your hand drop to its previous position. he starts up his bike, going slow at first, to ease you into it. he takes one hand off the handles to hold yours, "i'm gonna go a little faster, alright?"

squeezing your hand gently, he revs up the engine, speeding through the bustling city. you look around in awe, you kind of understand now why hanma liked going on bike rides so much. maybe he'll take you again if you ask him?

you smile when your favourite convenience store comes into your field of vision. the motorcycle comes to a stop, and you hop off it, hanma following your actions. he holds your hands, leading you into the convenience store. 

"you enjoyed it?" he asks, referring to your very first motorcycle ride. "it wasn't that bad,"  you shrug, turning your head away to look at the snacks neatly displayed on the shelves. "i can see your smile, ya know?" he asks with a laugh. "no. you can't," you deny, but couldn't help but smile again afterward. 

he comes up behind you, putting his hands on your waist, gently swaying you. he starts humming a song he had heard earlier. "we're in a store, shuji," you say, turning to look at him. "and? who cares?" he grins at you, leaning down a little, "now come one, gimme a kiss. been waiting all day for it." 

you laugh at his antics, pecking his lips, before shrugging off his hands and walking towards the register. "is that all?" the cashier asks. "yeah, thanks," you leave the store with shuji in tow. 

"wanna learn how to ride a bike?" he questions when you reach his bike. 

"haha nope"

"why not?"

"are you actually crazy?"

"no, just crazily in love with you"

"choke"

"we do that in bed, darlin”

"SHUJI-"

[rurikooz]

pretty boy.

you had gone to see your best friend, mitsuya at his shop to bring in some food because he’d been working on a dress for a costumer all morning, but you didn’t know it would turn into him confessing his love for you. did you?

“mitsuya! I got you your favorite!” he walked to the front of the shop, looking sort of frustrated with himself. you raised a brow, putting down the food and walking closer to him. “have you…been crying?” he quickly looks away, sniffling softly. “n-no. thanks for th-” you held his chin up, watching the tears roll down his face as he couldn’t keep composure. “I just don’t know what to do…” he whimpered out. you could tell he was in stressed mode today.

you pulled him closer, hugging him tightly. “tell me what’s wrong.” you whispered, your hands trailing down from his arms to his waist. “I’ve been so stressed but, I don’t want to disappoint my customers because the dress is due today…” more tears streamed down his face as he buried his face in your neck. “hey, it’s okay to cry. I understand you.” you held onto his waist tighter, feeling like you could do something to help him feel a little better.

he looked up at you, a blush painting his pretty face. he’s always loved your eyes, how mesmerizing they were. “are you okay mitsuya?” your eyes full of worry. he nodded before closing in on your face, his lips connecting with yours. your eyes widen and he moaned into the kiss, slowly closing his eyes. he’s always wanted to do this, and finally after 12 years, he’s found the time to do it. your grip on his waist tightened because his tongue slid in your mouth, and it made you even more nervous.

when he let go, his pants were soft but heavy. “mitsuya, do you…like me?” he giggled softly, shaking his head no. “I love you, so fucking much.” you were speechless, but glad he finally said it. in fact, you’d already known he liked you. “so, did I make your day better already?” you teased. his hands wrapped around your neck, and you smiled really big. “let’s finish this dress eh baby?”

…..

why’d I kinda eat this up 🤪

[buccini555]

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨

★ What would it be like to date Ryusei and Chifuyu

★ H e a d c a n o n s!

★ 𝐹𝑡. Ryusei Satou, Chifuyu Matsuno

The two together are a true perfect combo, both boys would make great boyfriends, certainly the most romantic and passionate you could have.

Ryusei and Chifuyu are caring, so they need a lot of attention at the same time, despite this, they reward you, as they give you love and attention most of the time while they are free from gang matters and delinquent problems.

Ryusei loves giving you flowers, Chifuyu always buys you your favorite food, they always know exactly how to make you love a gift.

They are not jealous, they do not feel jealous of each other since they also interact with each other whenever they feel like it, despite this, they both get uncomfortable when they see someone interested in you, even so, they maintain trust in the relationship.

Chifuyu is definitely the most affectionate or the one who knows best how to show affection, Ryusei has his unique "way" of showing how much he loves you, but he is also extremely loving.

You spend a lot of time together, reading manga, watching dramas or horror films, playing video games and also sharing food.

Ryusei likes physical contact while Chifuyu prefers acts of service.

They protect you, take care of you and certainly don't hesitate to do their best to keep you well and safe.

They wouldn't mind having Baji and Kazutora in your relationship.

Ryusei likes to hug you while you're on Chifuyu's lap, they really like being close to themselves and especially to you.

They love to "share" you in more intimate and private moments, even so, they respect all your limits and only do "something" together when you ask for it.

[reallyromealone]

Could I get headcannons of boten with a omega s/o whose their personal assistant like his would they act ?( hope this works as a headcannon question )

♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

♥️(Name) wanted to work or well do something

♥️So Bonten with their manipulative brains managed to convince him to be their personal assistant

♥️ The thing is, they were trying to get office sex out of (name)

♥️ But he took his roll VERY serious

♥️ So no skimpy outfits or nothing while he's on the clock

♥️ Though he did allow Mikey to cuddle him when he was getting a bit... Darker

♥️(Name) was surprisingly efficient

♥️"What? This? This is child's play"

♥️Then they remembered at how good (name) is at multi tasking

♥️Bonten didn't really have many omegas working in the organization

♥️But there were a fuck ton of alphas

♥️And Bonten made sure no one knew if their mates identity

♥️So the lesser Bonten members just assumed they were horny for the cute assistant

♥️"Oh sorry, I'm already mated"

♥️(Name) was very cold when he rejected people

♥️And he knew his mates were obsessively jealous

♥️He didn't need his pants ripped off and his world rocked in a meeting room as those who flirted were forced to watch before being tortured

♥️Bonten knew hiring their Omega would bite them in the ass

♥️ There (name) was being chatted up by a bunch of different alphas, unaware that they were flirting with the man who could basically make their mates do whatever they wanted

♥️He would never but he absolutely could

♥️So they quickly pulled (name) from working with them

♥️ Instead?

♥️They gave him a nice bookstore to run, of course with Bonten guards hidden all around

[seiquack]

Umbrella

Baji Keisuke ( 場地 圭介 ) x GN!Reader ✧

Reader recalls a memory after that it's present time, ( ** ) stands for a cut lol, they still attend the same school in present time!!, they're still in school just not elementary anymore lol

proofread: @spoiled-beans707

You can't really remember most of your memories during elementary with your seatmate baji, you could only recall the time he got called out by the teacher because he was noisy and whispering something under his breath

**

"What are you whispering about?!"

the teacher asks

"Well uh, I was just making a note to myself to ask you about the difference between you're and your"

He lied, but he hoped his lie wasn't obvious. Looking away from the teacher and accidentally making eye contact with you, he felt the cogs in his brain move when he thought of a way to get out of this mess. He just prayed you would go along with it

"You can even ask my seatmate about it!"

He looks at the teacher looking at him, the teacher raised a brow and crossed their arms

"Is it true y/n? did he really say that?"

the teacher asks you, you barely register on what was happening and realized that Baji tangled you up in his mess. Making a mental note to pull his ear after this you give the teacher your answer

"Yeah I heard him. His telling the truth"

You answer your teacher, thinking that this would all be over as soon it started if you just lied and backed up bajis lie even if you didn't feel like it, you just wanted the class to finish already

**

class was finally over and you were exhausted from sitting and having to hear your teacher talk about today lesson, it was finally time to go home

you go to your shoe locker before the exit and change from your indoor shoes to your outdoor shoes,looking to the door you as you finish putting on your shoes

You see the droplets of rain starting to pour. You realized you didn't bring an umbrella

"didn't expect the weather huh"

You turn to the familiar voice that seemed like it was teasing you for the lack of preparation for the weather, you turn your heel to face the person who owned this voice even though you already knew who it was.

"Seems like you don't have an umbrella pack" Baji grins at you, taking the moment in of you not being prepared for once since you were always prepared for any situation that you came across

"Like you're prepared for this" You retort back at him raising your brow. Dusting the lint from your uniform and placing your hands on your hips

"Hell yeah, I'm the prepared one between the two of us" smiling, he walks to your side now close to the school's exit, the scent of his perfume hits your nostrils as he passes you.

You watch him in confusion as he takes off his blazer and holds it above his head leaning it to your side as well to cover you both

"C'mon now Einstein this umbrella might get tired and just shelter myself from the rain"

A smile forms on your face and a laugh follows as you walk towards him, sheltering under his blazer and running together in the rain while emitting laughs from each other's mouth. The blazer on top the two of you barely serving its purpose of keeping the two of you dry

Likes and Reblogs are appreciated ♡ !

[nyxrryl]

Gender Neutral Reader x Cat hybrid Kokonoi

Omegaverse/ a/b/o

This is my first time writing a/b/o so do feel free to criticize it

(name) sighed as they walked into the apartment they shared with their omega, Kokonoi. Today had been an especially stressful day as work was being piled onto them to no end, needing to stay at the office longer just to finish enough work that tomorrow wouldn't start with an unholy amount of work, all they wanted to do was take a shower and cuddle with Koko, needing it desperately after such a tiring day. When they first walked in, the entire apartment was pitch black, had Koko already went to bed? Sure they got back late but not *that* late they thought-

They walked through the quiet apartment, looking for the cat hybrid and finding him already asleep in their shared bed, hugging onto (name)'s pillow in his sleep. He looked so cute! So cute that (name) couldn't resist not kissing one of his soft ears as they pet his hair softly, though they didn't act with the intention to wake him, he still stirred awake mumbling sleepily, "alpha?" "sorry love, i didn't mean to wake you. i'm just going to shower then i'll come to bed, go back to sleep in the meantime." they scratched behind his ear lightly, the black haired man purring softly and leaning into their touch. "i'll only be a minute, i promise." they pulled their hand away, much to the dismay of the omega as he whined at the loss of contact and (name) went to take a shower. They did try to keep it as quick as they could whilst still being thoroughly clean, soon walking out of the shower and finding Kokonoi sitting up on the bed, staring expectantly as if he had been waiting for the other, his tail thumping against the sheets impatiently and his ears perking up when they actually stepped out.

"love, i told you not to wait on me and go back to sleep" (name) spoke softly as they walked over to him, cupping his cheek gently as he leaned into the warmth. "missed you.." "i missed you too omega." they sighed and pressed a loving kiss to his lips before going to change into some nightwear, climbing into bed next to the other, holding him close and petting his hair as he purred loudly. "you came home later than usual." Kokonoi commented, breaking the comfortable silence. "had a lot of work to finish up, i'm sorry love." they kissed the crown of his head, staring lovingly at the pouting man who lay on his chest. "i still don't know why you choose to work, i'm more than happy to provide, not like you have that much more money than me." he mumbled and in a sense, he was right- he did have a lot of money at his disposal, much more than (name)'s salary but they couldn't have him be the one who pays, they're meant to provide and protect him as his alpha after all. "i know you have more than enough funds to take care of us but i like this job, even if sometimes they give out unreasonable workloads." they said, twirling some of his hair around their finger as their other hand pet his tail which was now securely wrapped around them. "i'm just saying, the option is there." he said, cuddling into them even more. "now shut up, i want to sleep." "i told you to sleep while i took a shower, you're the one who stayed awake waiti-" a smack to the face with his tail got (name) to stop. "fine, lets sleep." they closed their eyes and relaxed even more, petting the other's ears as he purred and yawned.

"good night alpha.."

"good night, love."

[recromage]

I’m just here, chilling on the treadmill and it hit me.

Baji definitely is the type to go out to the gym with you, heck, the man probably drops in and drags you out to go work out. 😂

[duskykitkatbar84]

Should I post my Tokyo Revengers fanfic on here??

(yes its ocxcharacter leave me be-)

[thewritingginger]

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[leosxrealm]

working on a hanma x male! reader request. it should be out in a few days 🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻

edit: originally i was just gonna write a short blurb or something (around 500 words) but it’s turning into a whole fic😭 i’ll keep you guys updated (literally nobody reads this 😔)

[buccini555]

𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 — 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

⊹ ｡ ﾟ⁖ Izana finds it extremely difficult to show feelings, but on a day when he was sensitive, he ended up confessing to you all the suffering he felt and how much you helped him overcome his problems and traumas, but he also confesses how afraid he is of you abandoning him

⊹ ｡ ﾟ⁖ x m a l e r e a d e r!

⊹｡ﾟ⁖ 𝐹𝑡. Izana Kurokawa

A cold winter day, the snow gradually covered the dry trees, Izana was sleeping while you were just reading a book in front of a slope, it didn't take long for him to wake up, then you noticed him going down the stairs, so discouraged, that weather, all that blizzard, you definitely knew that Izana remembered things that she maybe wanted to forget.

"Come here, Izana! Don't you want to lie on my lap?" You said, Izana just remained silent, resting his head on your lap and closing his eyes, so as not to disturb him, you just processed your reading.

"...It's good to have you here." Izana whispered, taking comfort in your legs.

"Hmm? It's good to have you here too..." You said cheerfully, until you noticed the tears in his eyes.

"Izana? D-don't cry, what happened?" You were definitely worried, since Izana refused to cry in front of you.

"I wish this suffering in my mind would stop, the memories, the feeling of being rejected, all of this will always haunt me, do you understand?" Izana said, getting up and hugging you, he definitely wanted to vent, those lines made your heart sink, knowing how difficult it was for him.

"I have a war in my mind and I just can't win it." Again, Izana said in a low tone, you just stroked the boy's platinum hair, making him as comfortable as possible.

"...If you hadn't saved me from myself, I don't know where I would be. You were the only boy who could love a mess like me." Hugging you more vigorously, he just let those words slip away.

"Don't talk about yourself like that, I love you anyway." You responded immediately, stating your feelings for him.

"It's a challenge to love someone like me, you wouldn't understand." Still trying to control his insistent crying, the blonde said in a tone of sadness and disappointment.

"I-Izana..." You didn't know what to say, hearing him speak so harshly about himself was something that hurt you deeply.

"I hate showing love, I hate showing feelings, I hate all of this... But, boy, I need to tell you how much I love you, even though it doesn't seem like it, you were the only person I had left and I still fear losing you." Izana confessed what he always wanted to confess, the fear of losing you had tormented him for a long time, since he was totally attached to you, he simply didn't want to feel the pain of being left aside again.

Just wait, you continued to give affection to Izana, you know that she would never abandon him whatever the situation.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry for saying such nonsense." Izana spoke again, hiding his own tears.

"It's not stupidity, it's your feelings, I'm happy to know how much you love me, I will never, never abandon you." You said right away, caressing the brunette's face and making him open a small smile.

"P-please hug me as tight as you can, okay?" Izana asked gently, looking at you with those beautiful eyes as if you were a puppy.

"Right!" Hugging him, you responded again.

"You're such a sweetheart..." He said as he hugged you after finally calming down.

[reallyromealone]

I have this headcannon that the kawata twins would be sent to the corner but at different sides of the house

Yessssss

♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

♥️(Name) most definitely separated his sons when they did some bullshit

♥️If he didn't? They would giggle and plot

♥️So little Souya was in the bathroom corner and Nahoya was in the kitchen

♥️Why were they in time out?

♥️ They hustled kids at the playground again

♥️And it wasn't even Nahoya who instigated it this time!

♥️The younger Kawata managed to get six kids pokemon cards before he was caught

♥️And he hid the cards in Nahoyas hood

♥️They almost got away with it till nahoya hit a kid

♥️They definitely pouted

♥️Souya definitely fake cried

♥️And none of it worked

♥️When time up was done they pouted at the dinner table as their dad set the table

♥️They ate albeit begrudgingly

♥️But (name) doesn't like people going to bed angry and wants his kids to know he still loved them so

♥️They got to go with him to the convenience store and pick out ONE treat as a dessert

[rinhaler]

I Guess I Can't State My Feelings Too Soon

Your big brother is jealous and he hates himself for it :(

✧˖*°࿐: 18+ only, no minors.    ✧. ┊ step brother!taiju shiba x f!reader

Genre: porn! (minimal plot) Notes: my first tokyorev fic since i moved blogs wheeee did NOT think it would be taiju but i cannot stop thinking about that man Warnings: 18+, fem!reader, stepcest!, jealousy ♡, possessiveness, co-dependency, virgin!reader, male masturbation ♡, sex toys ♡, porn consumption, panty theft ♡, unhealthy relationship, power dynamics. Words: 3.5k

He often wonders if you realise how ungrateful you come across, sometimes. Not only ungrateful, but disrespectful to boot.

Do you know how hard your big brother works? You’ll say you do, if he were to ask. But he’s sure you have no idea. He shielded you from the horrors of his world as you were thrust upon him out of nowhere. His new, beautiful step-sister who’s eyes would spill tears around raised voices. What choice did he have? You’d never understand or be able to comprehend his way of life or the world he had built for himself and his family.

As your other siblings grew up and drifted away, Taiju kept you dependent on him. He made it so you had to rely on him for everything. He’s putting you through fashion school while subsidizing your very existence. He keeps you fed and clothed all in the comfort of his beautiful penthouse.

You want for nothing.

And he’s never made you feel inadequate for your obvious dependency.

He doesn’t use it as a weapon or hold it against you. He just adores you, wholly. His beautiful little sister, the sweet little darling who needs her big brother to do everything for her. It motivates him, truthfully. When things feel hard, mundane, tedious, he reminds himself who he’s doing it for.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Takashi.” you smile, giddily, waving like a schoolgirl with a crush as you watch him leave.

He waves, too. A wide grin on his face as his eyes scrunch up with joy. It soon fades, though, as he finds himself accidentally walking right into your brother’s chest. Taiju’s expression harrows, though you don’t register it as you focus on the way Takashi smiles at you before excusing himself.

You’re ungrateful, and disrespectful.

His neck and jaw jerk as he tears off his tie. He’s visibly irritated, but you’re too naïve to realise. You greet him, excitedly, though you’re soon left feeling dejected when he opts to ignore you instead.

“Get me some wine from the cellar.” he demands. Without a please or even a glance in your direction, you know something is wrong. You’ve never been one to deny him, however, slinking away to the lounge to retrieve an aged red from the wall-built cellar.

He looks at you when you return, sliding the bottle to him across the marble countertop of the kitchen island separating you. It’s a brief look, that makes your heart throb with hurt. He’s mad at you, but you don’t know why. Soft yellow eyes that only offer gentle glances are showing you a side to your brother you didn’t know existed.

His pupils are almost slitted like a wild animal, eyes you’ve never seen before where your brother is concerned. He sighs, watching the cogs clank in your brain as you try and analyse who this man is before you.

Luckily for you, he doesn’t think he’s capable of staying angry with you.

“Would you like a drink, little sister?” he questions. It stops you from thinking, momentarily.

It’s a first. He’s never let you drink before, let alone his prized cellar wine. You take a seat on the bar stool regardless, nodding excitedly at the prospect of having your first real drink with your favourite brother. He twists off the lid and slides the glass he’d gotten for himself over to you.

Your heart rate quickens as his eyes, those same, predatory eyes, remain fixated on you as he pours. The wine spills like blood, sloshing into your glass until it’s halfway full. And somehow, without even watching what he’s doing, he managed to not spill a drop.

He takes off his blazer and sets it down on the counter. You watch him as he rolls up his sleeves and turns away from you to fetch another glass for himself. His muscles flex and you see his exposed, veiny arms sheen with sweat as he reaches up to grab the nearest glass.

“Pour it for me.” he tells you, setting it down as he turns to face you again. His eyes seem tired, now, but still unfamiliar to you. And so you find yourself nodding, doing exactly what your big brother has asked as your hairline begins to form beads of sweat.

You don’t look at him, not even briefly, as you start to pour. You’re slow and patient, but you feel him staring at you all the while. And it’s menacing. Even with patience and focus, you spill a drop onto the pristine marble.

“I’m sorry,” you tell him.

You move to find something to wipe it up with, but he stops you before you can even jump down from the stool. He presses his thick thumb into the cherry red liquid, seemingly absorbing it all before he raises it to his lips. You watch keenly as your brother’s tongue juts seductively from his lips before he meticulously licks over the pad of his thumb to taste it.

He clears his throat and leans across countertop.

You feel so small.

“Was that your boyfriend?” he wonders, eyes glued to you as he speaks with a low, gravelly tone. He sips soon after, making mental notes of your responses as you process his words.

“U-Um, no, Taiju,” you shake your head. You feel blistering heat in your face as you think about your classmate, and the intimate thoughts you’ve had about him for weeks now, all while your brother’s attention is entirely fixed on you. “We’re in the same class! He came to drop off some books he thought might help me.”

It’s a confession that is entirely the truth. He isn’t your boyfriend and you’re sure he never will be. Not unless he makes the first move, that is. You’re far too shy to even suggest that your feelings for him a more intense than they should be for simple classmates. Taiju nods, finally looking away from you as he takes another drink.

“Finish up and go to bed.” he commands.

You nod, too nervous to argue. You’ve never seen him like this or even heard him be so curt with you. It won’t bother you to go to bed, not one bit. Hopefully tomorrow he’ll be back to his usual, loving self.

He leaves you alone as he strides towards his study, finally giving you the chance to breathe. You knock back the remainder of your wine and pick up your book bag and school supplies, your pace hastening as you get closer to your room.

“Oi.” Taiju speaks, voice booming through the hallway before you can open the door to your bedroom. He leans against the doorframe to his office, arms folded as his eyes squint at you. “If you want to have people over, clear it with me first.” he demands.

“Oh,” you sigh, and it’s riddled with relief as you realise that is what the problem has been all along. He’s upset you’ve invited a stranger into his home without asking. It’s understandable, and you’re soon smiling again as you look at him. “Of course. I’m sorry. I didn’t think you’d mind.” you admit, regretting it almost instantly as it soon feels irrelevant to have said.

“I don’t want boys I don’t know here alone with my little sister.” he tells you.

He approaches, and your anxiety soars once again as you sense a looming threat in the air and the shortening distance between the two of you. He smirks as he takes your chin between his thumb and forefinger, your breath hitching at the contact while he forces you to look into his saffron gaze.

“You are very dear to me,” he confesses, “If anyone were to take advantage of you�� well. You’re going to do as I ask next time, aren’t you? We won’t have to worry about that.”

“Of course… I’m so sorry, I should have—”

“You should.” he snarls. “But I forgive you. Go to bed, now.”

You nod, feeling slightly more upbeat after hearing he’s accepted your apology. He stops you from retreating to your room, though. His large, heavy hand encasing your forearm in a tight grip whilst his thumb still caresses your chin. It drifts, though, pulling the fat of your lower lip before he pulls it away. He taps his own lip twice, his expression still unamused as he looks at you.

“A goodnight kiss, princess,” he orders. You nod, it’s not out of the ordinary to kiss him goodnight. You stand on your tip toes before leaning in to peck his lips. They’re soft, and fit against yours beautifully as both of your eyes close during the contact. It’s chaste, to the point, and yet you’ve never felt an intensity during a kiss from him like you have just now.

His eyes are gentle, again. And the smile he offers is earnest. He kisses your cheek before you go, whispering in your ear sensually enough for a chill to traverse down your spine.

“Good girl.”

He opens the door to your room, remaining in place until you go inside. He shuts it after you get inside, leaning his back against the nearest wall as his head thuds against it. The cold metal of his rings cools down his flushed face, though he finds himself breathless.

Not from the act of a simple kiss, it’s the shame. Feelings for you, his sweet little sister, bubbling to the surface despite trying to repress them for so many years. He’s jealous and he’s ashamed of himself for letting things go this far. But you are his.

His sister.

His responsibility.

His property.

“Jesus Christ—”

He catches himself. He kicks away from the wall and rakes his fingers through tousled hair as he decides to distract himself with work in his office.

It’s taken blood and sweat to reach what he’s achieved. From being a sixteen year old menace to society, he’s now a highly respectable businessman with a chain of restaurants under his belt. Among other, less legal sources of income, of course.

It’s all for you.

As he looks through business expenses and documents from his lawyers, all he can think of is you.

It’s all been for you.

It’s always been for you.

He pushes his hair out of his face, noticing how it’s starting to cling to his forehead as he sweats profusely. Thoughts of you plaguing his every thought. His cock begins to throb in his slacks. His eyes drift from the papers scattered across his desk to his computer monitor. And then, slowly, they sink to the locked top drawer of his desk.

“Fuck,” he mutters. He ignores the drawer, instead, deciding to ignore his responsibilities as he types Pornhub in the search engine. “Are you fucking kidding me?” he speaks, exasperated as the homepage is flooded with an assortment of trending step sibling videos.

His heart pounds as he scrolls for a while, but eventually finds the willpower to click away, opting to find something else. He’s a simple man with simple taste. He’s always been into rougher stuff, deciding something along those lines will be best to quickly rub one out and clear his mind so he can focus on what he actually needs to be getting on with.

He clicks on a video, immediately cringing at the corny plot and dialogue as he unbuttons his shirt and rids himself of his belt. He’s panting as he pulls out his cock. If he’s been honest, his cock has been leaking since you fetched his wine so obediently.

He hisses when he realises he’s thinking about you again.

And soon enough he’s willing himself to concentrate on the girl in the video getting fucked within an inch of her life. It’s loud, rough, aggressive. Just how he likes. He tugs desperately, a vein popping in his forehead as he eagerly tries to get off to what he’s seeing.

It’s your fault.

He’s wondering if you’d ever be into fucking like this. He’s sure you’re a virgin, so he’d have to be careful with you at first.

“Fucking stop,” he whines.

He wants to cum to her, the girl in the video. It’s a lie, though. He wants to cum to you. He wants to hear how gorgeous you’d sound if he were the one to defile you for your very first time. Your own step brother, infiltrating your walls and making you cum around his cock.

“Shit,” he keeps trying to concentrate on her. His eyes soon wandering to the locked drawer again. He glances one final time at the video, grunting as he continues to fuck his fist until ultimately giving up.

He searches something new. Something he’s never beat one off to before. Softcore virgin. He grimaces as his finger hovers above the enter key, he knows he won’t be able to finish otherwise, but part of him thinks it’s not too late to turn back. His eyes widen slightly, taken aback by the sheer amount of results that are step-sibling videos. He considers it, again. He really does, but as he continues to scroll, he starts to take an interest in the masturbation videos.

The soft, feminine moans immediately make his cock jump. It’s perfect, it’s so sickeningly perfect because he can pretend it’s you. And if he’s this far gone, he feels no need to deprive himself anymore. He lifts up his keyboard, sliding the locked drawer key from a hidden compartment underneath. His hands are practically shaking as he tries to slide it into the slot. He quickly turns, breathing heavily as he almost rips the drawer from its place as he opens it.

He scoffs as his hand flies to a clear fleshlight, yanking it out and setting it down on his desk before he retrieves what he’s really been avoiding this whole time.

You’ve never had to do laundry, and he doesn’t do it either. He hires staff to come through the week to do tedious things like cleaning the apartment and washing dirty clothes. It’s been about a fortnight since he saw an opportunity laid bare before him.

You were at school, a fact now he’s growing to despise as he imagines you flirting with Takashi Mitsuya during your classes. But he was working from home, too irritated to handle business dealings in person on that particular Thursday. And he happened to see a maid emerge from your room with a laundry basket, a frilly pink thong atop a pile of outfits you’d worn through the week to college.

He wrestled with himself, he did.

But it wasn’t too difficult to distract the maid for long enough to pocket them for himself.

The video continues to play, his cock gushing as he stares down at your panties. He’s too far gone. He’s too aroused and his mind is muddied as he thinks about everything going on in his life and yours. You’re too honest to lie, Mitsuya isn’t your boyfriend, but that doesn’t mean he’ll never be.

He snatches the thong and strokes his cock with it in hand. His eyes roll back, a broken moan leaving his lips as he continues to pleasure himself. He stops abruptly, though, as the woman in the video he’s watching stops teasing her clit. She shows off a dildo, slowly rubbing it through her wet folds until she eventually begins to push it inside of herself.

She’s cute, but she isn’t you.

If he closes his eyes, however, she is. He looks to his fleshlight, deeming this the closest he’ll get to fucking you no matter how desperately he yearns for it. He carefully guides his tip into the plastic pussy, moaning a little louder than intended as he bottoms out.

He bites his lip as he recalls the woman in the store squeezing her thighs together as she helped him pick the toy out. It makes him laugh, briefly, as he recalls how forward she had been. He fucked her in the changing rooms as she insisted she’d need to see what he was packing so that she could help him pick the perfect model.

She sent him away with the biggest size.

Your pussy won’t feel like this, though. He’s certain you won’t be so generous and accommodating. Your tight little virgin cunt will fight against him, but he’ll make it fit.

“Jesus, fuck—” he groans, admitting defeat for the final time as he brings your panties to his face and almost suffocates himself with the material.

His chest swells as he inhales, before it deflates with shuddering breaths as he savours the scent of your used unmentionables. He picks up the pace with his toy in tandem with the woman in the video. His moans are boisterous and uncaring, he’s lost the ability to feel shame as he imagines you bouncing on his cock crying his name and trying to become accustomed to his length.

He needs it more than air.

He needs it more than he needs to fucking breathe.

“Shit, ah—” he grunts, he bites his lip as he continues to pound into the fucktoy in his grip. He grunts stridently as he spurts into the fleshlight. He watches through heavy, lidded eyes at the clear plastic, watching how his balls tighten and deposit his creamy load into the faux pussy. “Fuck, Taiju.” he sighs, but laughs as he slowly begins to stroke himself with the toy. He hisses, feeling sensitive from his release as he milks himself of every last drop he can drain.

He exhales breathlessly once he’s done. His chest rising and falling as he allows his body to melt into his leather chair. He looks around the room, and he looks at himself. The crushing reality of what he’s just done weighs down on him. He’s spent, but finds enough energy to put your panties back in the drawer, locking it promptly.

The fleshlight, on the other hand, he leaves out after making space for it on his desk. He winces as it rolls and his sperm begins to drip out onto the glossy, chestnut tabletop. The comedown from is euphoria is like reaching a new low. He can’t even bear to look at the scene of his filthy indiscretion any longer.

But as he’s about to stand, the door swings open.

“Taiju?” you pout.

He scrambles to hide his exposed lower half under his desk and dump some of the papers littering his desk over the sticky fleshlight. He can’t hide the grimace on his face as the corner of one of his documents begin dampen from his cum.

“O-Oh, sorry, I forgot to knock… I should have knocked.”

“Yes, you should.” He says, gruffly, “What is it?”

You’re quiet, allowing your sock covered foot to glide across the wood flooring as you awkwardly look down at them. It’s not like you’re scared to talk to your brother, but you know he doesn’t like to be interrupted when he’s in here. And you don’t want to embarrass him.

“Answer.” his order startles you, his voice almost thunderous as he commands your attention. Your eyes fill with water, but you bat the tears away as you speak.

“I thought I heard you yelling. Or… in pain.” you tell him, voice below a whisper as you confess you’ve been unintentionally listening. “I thought you might have hurt yourself.”

Pink dusts over his face, you can even see it from only the light of the monitor. He looks around, suspiciously, though you don’t notice or comment on it.

“Why were you listening to me? Can’t you sleep?” he wonders. “… Don’t worry. I’m fine.” he assures you.

“I was worried. A-About earlier. I don’t like it when you’re mad at me… I promise I haven’t got a boyfriend and I’ll never bring anyone here without permission again.”

He smirks at that, all of his teeth bared and you still don’t understand what kind of sick depraved man your big brother really is. Maybe you aren’t as ungrateful or disrespectful as he thought; it was wrong of him to even assume that when you’ve been nothing but a doll the whole time he’s known you.

You poor thing.

You’ve been fretting over your brother’s wellbeing and state of mind since he sent you to bed so long ago. He’s been on your mind this whole time. You’re more like your big brother than you even realise, he thinks.

You’re so timid.

So obedient.

So good.

“You must be so tired, princess…” he coos, and you nod dumbly. He tuts, feeling sorry for your innocent nature and naivety, but sweet little you thinks he’s sympathetic to your exhaustion. “Do you want me to help you sleep? Shall I play with your hair like I used to when we were younger?”

“Really?” you ask, eyes lighting up at the proposition.

“Of course,” he nods, grinning wildly. “What are big brothers for?”

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second tumblr fic! thanks Rome for providing the character for this

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Black Dragons Kokonoi x Male Reader

-in which the Reader is very picky with physical affection but chooses to hug Koko-

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it was coming to be Christmas, snow beginning to fall in Shibuya, landing on (name)'s head and forming a small pile on top of the [h/c] head as he stood still, waiting for Kokonoi to finish talking to Inui and Taiju after the Black Dragons meeting. the meeting was just to establish what to do during Christmas eve, something that despite (name) being in BD, he had no interest in.

(name) waited, getting slightly impatient and swaying slightly, shaking off the snow on his head and looking around to see most of the other members had already left. Wanting to get out of the snow, already unbearably cold (name) walked over to Kokonoi, who seemed to have no problem with the cold, even seeming warm- he probably had a good couple of layers underneath his uniform, smartass- and wanting nothing more than to get warm, (name) walked up behind the black haired man and wrapping his arms around him and hugging him close, mumbling "i hope this is okay. its cold." and enjoying the warmth. Taiju had left already, it only being Inui and Kokonoi currently, both of which were completely shocked to see the typically reserved man hugging him and Inui could see the clear excitement in Kokonoi's eyes, even if he tries to keep a straight face-

"sorry to keep you waiting, you that cold?" Koko said as he turned around and wrapped his arms around (name), who nodded and hugged onto him tighter, shivering slightly as Kokonoi brushed off the snow that was still on his head and rubbing his back. "alright alright, lets go get you a hot drink and warm you up, you're shivering." (name) pulled away from the hug, holding onto the other's hand to keep warm, Koko having chills upon holding his hand at how *cold* he was. did he really keep the other waiting for that long? putting that aside, (name) just hugged him, even right now he's holding his hand--- it made him feel giddy, that despite (name) being especially reserved with physical affection, he chose *him* to hug, to hold his hand on this cold night.

Maybe he should buy him gloves? some heat tech clothing to keep warm? in the end Kokonoi decided against it, he could warm him up better than any piece of clothing anyway- just another excuse to get closer to the other.

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