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Forth times a charm

by: zen~

genderbend!chuuya x fem reader

tags: GL, established relationship, toxic, spanking, denied orgasm, namecalling, cheating, not the first time, light brat-taming, vibrator, after-hours office, neglect, harsh dom, undisclosed argument mentions, light plot, unsatisfied/unhappy ending

word count: 1,032

notes: I didn’t genderbend the name because— eh. LOL. She/her pronouns for Chuuya and Dazai though. Another gift for a friend.. Ik you’re reading this, pookie ;) Might not be how it works but— I added that when Chuuya walked away, the ability stays on reader. reader is an exec at the PM. Apologize if this is really shitty! <3 Not proof read lol

summary: You and chuuya got into an argument the night before, angered with her, you flirt with your college, Dazai. Chuuya needs to teach her brat a lesson about being only hers~

NSFW Content ahead~

Of course you knew you were one lucky fucker. Chuuya was undoubtedly the hottest PM member. But you were upset. And she had to pay.. What better way to do this than to flirt with her enemy~ Dazai. This wasn’t the first time you’ve done this, Chuuya was unpredictable and you got into fights in the past— in which have lead you to play this game again.. and again. What a stupid mistake you’ve made.

Quickly you wink at Dazai and tease her throughout the day. In fact.. Chuuya saw this. Enraged? Of course. You were hers.. Not that bastard’s. “Why were you such a damn brat..” He muttered looking from the window of his office. It was a surprise Chuuya didn’t take you right then and there. Oh no.. She waited. You’re going to regret this.

Hours later you smirk at dazai and sit off of her lap with a smug expression.. targeted toward Chuuya. Pushing your luck. You’ve had your chance.. But you were doomed from the start. As charming and sweet Chuuya could be with you— the jealousy could be a whole other woman in itself. Of course her possessiveness would take over.

Just like that you were dragged by the arm into the office in a harsh and swift movement, followed by a harsh push against the wall. The door slammed and she quickly yanked down your skirt, dropping to your ankles. You smirked “Oh hello ba—“ Smack! “Oh don’t play that, doll.” Another harsh slap delivered to your ass. “You. Haven’t. Changed” She snarled through spanks with a growling manner. “I should leave you ass here and now. But you don’t deserve that.” This was expected. You knew this was a doing of your own. Not to say it wasn’t incredibly sexy when Chuuya was jealous..you’d never admit that. “I’ll give you what i think you deserve. hands against the wall, slut.” The route was to obey.. might as well see what she had in store. After all.. how could you not be turned on when she called you such dirty things? “Move and i’ll smack much more than your ass.” She warns and walks toward the desk, rummaging can be heard, and you filled with anticipation.

She comes back with a teasing smirk. The next sounds heard could be Chuuya’s black gloves hitting the ground in your eye view. Serious huh? Oh how you loved the way her slim fingers laced your hair, tightly yanking. “If you want to be a tease. We play things my way.” A familiar vibration trials your thighs. There was no warning or teasing before the toy was inside you— humming loudly against your walls. “You tell me when you’re close darling.” And just like that, you were left against the wall, helpless and obviously regretting the stupid choice. All over some stupid argument. You had to do this? No. Of course not.. But there was that little spark inside you that really enjoyed this. You moaned softly and shook involuntarily, basking in the thoughts of her control over you.. and your body. Chuuya ignored you and went back to the desk, shuffling through files and paper. As your moans grew louder, the more it seemed she ignored you. Even texting on her phone and turning away. Fuck— how close you were— should you..? The drip of wetness from your pussy ran down your thighs, so sloppy and she had barely touched you. “Ch—chuuya i’m—i needa” you choked on your words and legs shaking.. aching to finish. “Pathetic.” She stared at you, not moving an inch. “I nee—“ She walks over and laughs darkly, gently healing your waist, using her ability to make you lighter at the legs, which made to hard to keep steady against the walls as the stimulation inside your cunt and aching orgasm that could happen any second now. You trembled to your knees against the wall, hearing Chuuya hum sadistically, breathing against your

neck and leaving gentle bites and kisses. “I’m gonna—“ you whined. But the pleasure had stopped. Completely, with a flick of the remote in her hand, Chuuya denied your orgasm. “You don’t deserve to cum.. You don’t even deserve my attention or time.” Whines and the lightness of your body along with the only thing being felt was your throbbing, needy space between your thighs. “You’re a dirty womanizer. Flirting with that asshole again.” Her fingers tightly held around your hair again, which was already messy and slightly tangled. The feeling of her hot breath along the shell of your ear made the whole thing even worse— as you just wanted release and an apology. “All you do is be a fucking whore and disrespect me. You can’t even talk about an argument like a normal partner. Get up.”

Tugging on your hair, you stood up wobbling, swallowing tears from stimulation and your rejected climax. “I—i’m sorry please—“ Cut off but another harsh smack in your ass. “Shut up. Count.”

Smack! “For halloween” Smack! “For the gathering..” Smack! “For you being a needy. fucking. brat.” With the slaps matching the harsh tone— this quite obviously didn’t assist your arousal. Chuuyas harsh manner was relentless and made you yell and moan. She lets go of your hair and quickly leaves you on the ground, collapsed without finishing.

“Say sorry darling.”

“I— I’m sorry” You sputter out helplessly. Your cunt throbbing, the vibrator still resting inside of you.

“Now I’m going to get the motorcycle to park outside,”

She said as grabbing the black gloves and putting them on, quickly grabbing your chin and holding it tightly, using the gravity again to make your body hover slightly over his chair, pressing the button of the remote control again, on a medium staggering pulse.

“I’m going to pull up the motorcycle. If you fucking cum i’ll make sure you don’t again for a month.. okay, doll?”

She says in a taunting but firm manner.

You nod softly and whimper, a small pat on your cheek “Good girl.”

And like that she was gone.

This time had been different. You actually didn’t get your release. How stupid you were to disobey.. again.. Was that what she wanted? For you to talk? But no.. This was more fun. You were an idiot. And this wasn’t the last time.

The end… because I’m going to get carried away and block out

I’ll take request! I suppose preferably anime fandoms.. afab..? I just wanna get some practice so these are utter nonsense and chaos.

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Point Proven

by: zen~

tired!reader x Kunikida

tags: spooning, kisses, aftercare, name calling, softdom!kunikida, fingering, reader orgasm, gentle, teasing, story following, breast play

word count: 939

notes: this is my first fic i’ve actually taken time to sit down and write. and it’s for a friend *wink* sorry if it’s complete shit! not proofread.

nsfw content <3

Kunikida had warned you of burnout, telling you not to work long hours or take extra shifts. Because of course he didn’t want that gorgeous body of yours ruined with anything but his hands. You knew very well he could handle the cost of your beautiful shared apartment, and your jewelry, and whatever clothing your heart ever so desires. Though.. what a hypocrite the man was. Home late, leaving early, but of course following his schedule. His damn schedule. You often wondered if he loved that notebook more than you…

Your body was tired and in desperate need to lie down.. maybe— maybe take a nap. Getting comfortable wasn’t a problem as always. The bed of silky bedsheets was always made neatly, often with those little notes he left before leaving early for the day. Kept in a small box beside your bed, oh how you could drown in that beautiful handwriting. But you knew.. maybe you just loved everything about this man.

Taking off the heavy clothing with weight lifting from your shoulders, what a relief. As soon as you hit that bed the wave of exhaustion and fatigue hit like a semi-truck. Taking extra shifts to help out with bills.. maybe treat your man to a surprise gift, or dinner.. you fell asleep to the thoughts that your hard work would pay off.

Hours later Kunikida, with the same exhaustion just wanted to see you. Tired and horny. What a combination— Though when he softly cracked the bedroom door open.. well, seeing his love spread, passed out on the bed wasn’t on the schedule. He couldn’t dare wake you though. How adorable you looked in slumber. How adorable and all his. He carefully sat down caressing your hair with a smile, unbuttoning his own clothing and throwing off vest to the side of the bed.

How you looked lied down.. Only in your undergarments, comfortable. But oh so gorgeous to him. As always. He didn’t care how you looked, you and him both knew damn well that he could be so weak for you. He lied down spooning you from behind. Kunikida’s softly calloused hands caressed your stomach and hips. Tracing small circles, and inhaling your scent. That coconut perfume he could drown in for the bliss of it reminding him of you and only you. You were a heavy sleeper, and exhausted. Your looked so cute.. How could he resist? The man’s hands gently rubbed the underside of your breast, and you knew how he told you he loved them so very often. At this point maybe you were half awake, feeling his hands. “Ku— what yo—“ you mutter in an incoherent sleepy manner. He shushes you and continues rubbing his thumbs in slow circling manner, starting to pepper gentle kisses from the back of your neck to your shoulder. “no talking darling.. let me take care of you” he mumbles through kisses, taking one hand away to reach with unclasping your brassiere. He tossed it to the side of the bed, though the man hated a mess, he could worry another about later. There would be much more to clean up once he was done with you. He only cared about you in this moment.

The blond’s hands grew more frantic and the kisses sped up, getting more aggressive. The bruises would be noticeable on your collarbone without a doubt. You moaned softly and leaned into him. How could you not give into this? His touch was intoxicating and you basked in the idea of being his.. you only received this.. and that was perfectly fine. Kunikida had slowed the peppering love bites and kisses to whisper in your ear, “dinner can wait, doll” He quickly smirks against your shoulder and reaches to push your panties to the side. Just teasing the elastic, you didn’t get the satisfaction yet. His other hand teased your nipples back and forth, and you could grow more and more needy. How turned on this made you. You didn’t need to speak. His touch, in this moment could be enough.. you let out small whines, and as tired as you were.. you needed this. His kisses once more and trails his hand down to rub that throbbing clit of yours. Starting slow and as you gasped and moaned softly, growing faster and more erratic and sloppy. “Do you like this, doll?” Faster. “Are you so tired you can’t do anything but lie here and be a needy slut for me?” he teased You whined in pleasure, wanting more. The pace quickened and he finally slipped his slim fingers into your needy cunt. How dirty this was. But you didn’t care. Your mind wasn’t there.. half asleep, feeling his fingers pump in and out of you. Moans became louder as you were driven closer to climax. He would let you.. this time. And it didn’t take long for you to whine and cry out with a moan of pleasure and relief.

“t—thank you.” you muttered out as his movements slowed and he finally slipped his fingers slipped out. Leaving the puddling mess on our bedsheets. Kunikida chuckled softly and turned you to face himself with a pull of my hips. “mm, sorry.. i fell asleep” You said quietly. “‘s okay darling, you were tired.” You knew what could come next.. a lecture about the importance of preventing burnout and getting proper rest. “you were right..” You mutter softly.. “Oh? what was that?” He smirked lightly pressing his forehead into mine. “you were right. I’ll take some work days off to rest..” “Hm. Good.” Of course he was right. But you were stubborn. And the cycle would repeat.