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OMG TAKEMICHI MOVE!!! IT'S MY TURN!!!
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if that ain't love then i don't know what love is
synopsis: he says i love you for the first time.
characters: shuji hanma, keisuke baji, manjiro 'mikey' sano
genre: fluff
warnings: none (i think...?)
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shuji hanma
shuji hanma loved everything about you.
the way you looked, the color of your eyes, your hair- how you do your hair, the little dance you made before eating your favourite food, the smile you had when he bought you flowers just because he felt like it, your kindness- he just loved all of you.
but one thing he loved more than anything about you... was the way you looked when you were mad at him.
there was just something about the way your pretty face would turn into a scowled, your brows frowning and lets not forget the intimidating look you were sending him.
you looked like an angry kitten.
"you can't just climb up my window every time you get in trouble hanma-"
"shuji" he corrected you with a smile on his face as he ate the snack you gave him a couple of minutes earlier.
"-shuji! my experience in treating injuries has its limits" you were walking around your room rambling about how careless he was being, completely unaware of the fact that he was enjoying this, "you can't show up every night- what if my neighbours saw you- worse what if my parents saw you!"
"they won't see me-"
"maybe i should start locking my windows-"
"don't lie to yourself, princess... you won't lock me out-"
"you're right-! god you are so frustrating!" you groaned rubbing your temples, "but i am serious about walking in my room half dead- never do that again. i may want to lock you out but it doesn't mean that i want you dead- you're a person of nice company and i don't want you to die-"
shuji stayed quiet as you kept lecturing him on how careless he was... he let his eyes drifted from your face to your body... and most specifically what you were wearing.
you wore one of his shirt with your christmas pyjama pants- even if there was 7 months left before christmas- but the last time he questioned your choice in clothes he received the flowers he had bought you on the head so he kept his opinion to himself.
out of sudden, hanma stood up from your desk chair, walking up to you with a cocky smile on his face. "shuji? what are you-"
he grabbed the back of your neck, smashing his lips into yours. you stumbled back but quickly melted into the kiss, your lips moving in sync like they had done many times before, with his 'sin' hand secured behind your head while his 'punishment' hand was on your hip.
"god- i love you so much." he muttered when he pulled away before moving your face towards his again so he could press his lips into yours in a chaste kiss.
your face was warm and your lips swollen when you finally looked in the lovestruck eyes of your boyfriend.
i love you so much
"i love y-"
"i didn't say it because i wanted you to say it back, princes..." shuji placed his hands on your cheeks pressing one last kiss on your forehead, "i just needed you to know that i love you."
you looked up to your boyfriend with heart in your eyes, completely forgetting why you were arguing about. you softly smile at him before tilting your head up to press a kiss on his jaw.
"i love you too, idiot"
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keisuke baji
keisuke never felt more stressed out in his life.
he just couldn't mess this up.
he had run every possible scenarios in his head- he was ready-
"hey, kei'! i was looking everywhere for you-"
never mind- aboard mission aboard mission!
"h-hey, (y/n)!" his voice cracked, "y-you were?"
you smiled wrapping your arms around his arm, pressing a kiss on his red cheek, "yeah, i thought we could eat lunch together, is that alright?"
as you walked down the empty hall, you realized that your boyfriend was being fidgety, looking round, not really paying attention to what you were saying, "is everything alright, keisuke?"
your question made the delinquent stop walking, he was clutching a bag with his right hand, hesitating to look at you in the eyes, "(y/n)... i-.."
"are you breaking up with me?"
his eyes snapped to meet yours, his free hand immediately grabbing your hand, "no! never! i swear- it's just that... i have- i need.."
"i'm playing with you... don't worry" you laughed at his expression, "how about you tell me what's going on in that pretty head of yours?"
pretty... she thinks i'm pretty...
keisuke hurriedly grabbed what was in the bag, pulling out a heart shape box of chocolate with a hand made card. he gave both of the gifts to you, immediately looking away once you realized what he had given you.
"is it our anniversary?!" you panicked, "i'm such a bad girlfriend- i forgot our own anniversary- oh god!"
"what no!" baji explained, "i just thought that you might like it so... just read the letter already."
you opened the letter your boyfriend freezing when you realized what he had gifted you, "y-you wrote me a love letter?"
keisuke rubbed the back of his neck, clearing his throat, "yeah... chifuyu helped me with the words and stuff so sorry if there's some mistakes or- why are you crying?!"
you threw yourself in his arms, "i have the best boyfriend in the world- thank you so much, keisuke!"
the said man automatically wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him, inhaling your scent, "i- i love you a lot, (y/n)"
"i love you too, kei'"
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manjiro 'mikey' sano
it was one of those rare days where manjiro woke up of a nap before you. he tilted his head to the side trying to ignore the warm light streaming through the window in your room.
he blinked his eyes a couple of times, adjusting to the light, slowly registering that something was wrong.
that's when he realized that your back was facing him. he wasn't cuddled in your arms like how he remembered you two falling asleep.
he frowned, his eyes glaring daggers in the back of your sleeping self. he had never glared at you before- he never needed to. you were his light in the dark world he lived in.
but how could you do this to him? mikey tried to remember what he did wrong... did he kicked you in his sleep? did he accidentally bit you like he did that one time? (the time where he dreamt he was in a pool full of dorayaki).
a good 30 minutes later, you started to drift back to life, not yet aware of the state your boyfriend was in. you turned around, expecting to see a peacefully sleeping mikey, only to find him narrowing his eyes at you.
you were now fully awake, a smile spreading on your face at your boyfriend's morning self... even if he tried to look serious while looking at you, his morning hair betrayed him, "good morning-"
"are you mad at me?" what a good way to start the day...
you frowned at his words, "no, why? did you do something you shouldn't have?" then you remembered a nightmare he talked to you about not long ago, "did you have that dream where i ate all of your snacks? because i didn't-"
"what no-!" manjiro frowned with a pained expression on his face, "don't you like me anymore? is that why you turned your back on me?"
you suppress a chuckle that threatened to come out, "aw i'm sorry, 'jiro... i must've turned in my sleep... i won't do it again, i promise!"
he suddenly put both of. his hands on either side of your face, bringing you closer to him, "i love you a lot, alright? i need your face to be the first thing i see when i wake up- so don't turn away from me again- ever."
i love you a lot
those words kept repeating themselves in your head like a mantra.
"(y/n)? are you still with me?" manjiro asked you, bringing his face even closer to yours so that your nose were touching.
"you love me?" your face slowly growing hotter and hotter after every passing seconds.
"um? of course i do- didn't i made it clear when i shared food with you last week?"
you tilted your head to the side pressing your lips against his, making him hummed in content. "i love you, manjiro..." you mumbled when you pulled away for air.
"of course you do!"
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iamthepotato · 2 months
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Ok but can we just appreciate that Kazutora apparently walks around carrying the toman founders pic for a sec???? Cause that's so cute! It means so much to him he carries it around ♡
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@jordyn-degas AAAAHHHH MIKEYS IS SO CUTE I CANT HANDLE IT
i know we just met, but i love you
synopsis: love at first sight with the tokyo revengers men.
characters: manjiro 'mikey' sano, takashi mitsuya, chifuyu matsuno
genre: fluff
warnings: none (i think...?)
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manjiro 'mikey' sano
"ken-chinnnn" the leader of the toman whined at his taller friend. draken rolled his eyes in response, "no mikey, drop it."
"come onnnn-" the said man pouted exaggeratedly, "what did i do wrong?"
"nothing." the delinquent replied taking his wallet out of the pocket of his jacket, "you just don't need to eat twenty-five taiyaki."
"sorry to bother you but there are a lot of people who are waiting take their orders so if you could-" daiki, as it was written on his name tag, tried to cut them off from behind the counter.
for the past ten minutes, the two delinquents were arguing about their order. draken wanted to buy mikey five taiyaki, while mikey wanted his friend to buy him twenty-five of them.
draken turned his head to the cashier, "yeah, so five taiyaki and-"
"twenty-five taiyaki." "damn you-"
"hurry up! unlike other people, some of us have important things to do!" a customer yelled from the back of the line.
manjiro snapped his head to the back of the line, narrowing his eyes at the older man who had just yelled at him. "see now you're making people angry, mikey. 'm not gonna spend ¥5,272 on snacks."
"i need to eat a lot if i want to be taller!"
"for the last time. you won't get taller! you are at your maximum height!"
"alright! i'm not going through this again." a soft voice cut both of them before they could start the same argument they had 2 minutes ago. "daiki, i'll pay for their order- just make his goddamn snacks, please."
when manjiro turned to look at the person who 'saved his life', he felt like he has just died and miraculously came back to life as he made eye contact with you.
you were... pretty.
his eyes were set on you, taking in every single detail he could as if he was scared to forget how you look the second he'll look away.
"thank you, but that's not necessary!" draken politely thanked you as you grabbed your fidelity card of the small shop.
"don't worry about it! after all, those fidelity points have to be used for something." you waved him off, looking back at daiki, "could you also add my regular oder with that, please daiki?"
"o-of course, (y/n)!" the young worker quickly tapped your oder in the computer, a red hue covering his cheeks when you smiled at him.
"mikey, what do you say?" draken looked at his friend, hinting him to thank you, but his words fell into deaf ears as mikey kept looking at you like you hung the moon and stars in the sky.
"mikey?" He nudged the said man's shoulder trying to snap him out of his thoughts, only to be ignored once more.
the tall blond dropped the smile as he turned to his friend hitting the side of his head, finally snapping him out of his thoughts, "mikey!"
"um? what?" mikey barely glanced at draken when he responded, his heartbeat increasing when you looked back at him with your receipt in hand.
"i said, what do you say to the girl who just bought you your snacks?" he replied, glancing between the two of you clearly wondering why his friend was acting weird all of the sudden.
"marry me."
ken ryuguji never whipped his head to look at his friend so fast in his life. What the hell did he just said?!
you felt your face warm up at his words, chuckling as you walk past him, placing your hand on his shoulder, "do you ask every girl who buys you snacks to marry you?"
manjiro felt like he was in heaven when you stood closer to him. how can someone be so pretty and be so nice and smell so good and be so pretty at the same time.
"what?" toman's leader came back down to earth when you handed him the box filled of taiyaki. "did i say that out loud?" manjiro mumbled, frowning to himself. before looking back at you, just to see you making your way outside. "hey- wait!"
he tossed the snacks at draken jogging to meet you outside of the shop. "w-wait!"
you turned to look at him, the soft summer breeze sweating through your hair, leaving your face completely out in the open, "yes?"
"you're (y/n), right?" he asked remembering how the cashier called you when you were ordering, "i'm mikey..." he wanted to say something else but the words got caught in his throat when you smiled at him.
"nice to meet you, mikey" you replied before your eyes drifted behind him to the small group of guys that were looking at the two of you intensely, the 'ken-chin' guy from earlier standing with them. "i think your friends are waiting for you"
manjiro glanced back to see his best friends looking at them with knowing looks on their faces, "never mind them- this is- you are more important."
you looked away from him, his intense eye contact making your face feel warm, "you really know how to talk to girls you know?"
"thank you for earlier... the snacks and all..."
"that was 2 months worth of fidelity points- you better eat every single one of those taiyaki" you playfully warned the gang leader.
"don't worry about that..!" mikey replied knowing damn well that he will inhale those snacks. "can i walk you home? it's going to get dark soon- wouldn't want my wife to get attacked or something!"
wife?!
you suppress a smile at his words, "of course, wouldn't want it to get dark at 2 pm, and then get attacked by who knows what next to a bakery."
"exactly! let's go, wifey!"
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takashi mitsuya
"what did you say you're brother's name was?" you asked the crying girl in front of you.
"...t- taka-shi" the small girl sobbed in your shoulder as you gently patted her head.
"alright and what's your name?" you gently asked as you scanned the area trying to find someone who looked like they had just lost their child.
"i- i- i'm mana"
"you have a really pretty name, you know?" you smiled fondly at the girl as you whipped the tears of her face with your thumbs.
"really?"
"heck yeah! it's a badass name!" you felt relief wash over you when you saw a smile spread across the kid's face, "i'm (y/n) and i'm gonna help you find your brother alright?"
"thank you..." she mumbled quietly.
"you're going to hop on my shoulders and tell me when you see your brother okay?" the girl looked up at you with stars in her eyes, you pulled mana on your shoulder, her small hands on your head.
you walked for a good 15 minutes before mana tapped your head with on hand while the other pointed toward an unknown man in the crowd of person, "they're there! that's draken!"
draken? wasn't her brother's name takashi? you wondered as you put mana to the ground your hand grabbing hers just in case she got lost again.
"mana!" a little girl's voice called out as you arrived next to the very tall guy with a dragon tattoo on his head. the small girl that looked very similar to mana hugged tightly the younger girl.
"mitsuya! ' found her" the tall guy called out for someone else behind him. the 'mitsuya' guy appeared from behind the 'draken' guy not long after he called out from him. the purple haired teen practically attacked his sister with a hug, sighing in relief.
"don't ever do that again, mana." he gently scaled his younger sister, "you could've gotten lost and we would've been really sad, al-?"
"it's fine! (y/n) helped me find you!" she pointed her finger at her. mitsuya ruffled his sister's hair, before straightening up to thank the person that help his mini-him, "thank you so mu..."
he felt like the world had stopped moving. like it was only the two of them in the middle of the festival. takashi mitsuya was in a trance. he was simply mesmerized by the sight of you.
"it's no problem, really! " you softly smiled at him, "your sister is a real angel-"
anything else you said after wasn't even registered but the delinquent in front of you. he was usually so good at this- talking to people was what he did best so... why couldn't he utter a single word for you.
his cheeks were red, his palm were sweaty, why was he anxious?- he was hanging on everything you did. even if he felt like he had forgotten how to speak, your voice felt like melody to his ears.
he snapped out of his trance when someone nudge his shoulder. mitsuya glanced at draken beside him, suddenly remembering that they weren't alone and that you were talking to him.
you looked at him with a puzzled look, "are you alright?
your question made him overthink about everything that happened in the last 2 minutes of your meeting. Did he look like a creep?
"i- i- great."
the hell was that takashi? he cursed himself.
darken cleared his throat, holding back his laugh. he brought his fist to his mouth faking coughs as he muttered a small, "real smooth, mitsuya".
you chuckled at his friend's comment, making mitsuya straighten up, you pulled out your hand for him to shake.
"let's start over, alright? i'm (y/n)... you're takashi right?"
draken stepped up clearly expecting his friend to be to lost in space to answer you, "he prefers mitsuya-"
"takashi's fine!" the said man interjected, as he quickly grabbed your hand to shake it, sending one of his pretty smile in your direction.
"i-"
"are you going to marry my brother?" he couldn't catch a break could he? luna asked you with big eyes.
you chuckled softly at her words, "how about this... i will give my number to your brother. then we'll go out to eat something to talk about marriage alright?"
"yes!" the girl tightly hugged your leg as you said that.
"does that sound like a plan to you, takashi?" yes!
mitsuya hurriedly started to look in his pocket for a pen, when draken pulled one out of his pocket with a piece of paper and handed it to the purple haired boy, "there you go, casanova"
takashi handed you the paper and the pen, before you wrote your name with your phone number on it.
"see y'a soon, taka! bye, mana don't get lost again alright?"
as soon as you were out of sight takashi turned to draken with a stern look, "not a word about this, alright?"
"you're crazy!" draken crackled putting his hand in his pocket, "i'm going to tell everyone!"
"draken!"
"as your wingman i feel like it's my responsibility-"
"no it is not!"
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chifuyu matsuno
"hurry up, chifuyu!" takemichi yelled at his friend. they couldn't be late. not for that.
"how come you are slow as hell during a fight, yet you sprint your life on a sunday at 8 am?" the blond joked as he calmly walked behind takemichi with not a care in the world.
"come on! we're gonna be late!" he repeated hurriedly before stopping abruptly while looking around him.
"late to what?" chifuyu yawned, before looking at his friend, who stood there looking around, up and down as if his brain had finally snapped, "you alright?"
"alright stand here and don't move." takemichi moved the delinquent around so that he would stand in the middle of a park- an empty park.
"did you finally snapped or...?" he asked when the time traveler started to back away from him, "are you going to kill me? is this really how it's gonna end-"
"watch out!"
a voice yelled, but it was too late.
a ball directly hit his face, knocking chifuyu to the dirty ground, his eyes closing due to the shock.
it took him a couple of seconds before finally opening his eyes again, only to realize that he was in heaven. the prettiest girl he had ever seen in his life held his head in her hands, her index and middle finger pressed against the front of his neck just below his jaw- making sure that his heart was still beating.
"oh- thank god! you're not dead!"
"are you an angel?" chifuyu mumbled placing his hand on top of yours- making sure you were real, "am i in heaven?"
you let a breathy chuckle at his words, "you're cute- but no you're not dead... i kicked a ball in your face- unintentionally of course!"
his eyes finally focused on you, remembering what had happened. he blinked a couple of time, his eyes scanning your face- a pretty girl's face... so close to his face with her hands on his face and his hands on her hand-
what?!
chifuyu's face became as red a tomato straitening his posture to apologize for touching you without your authorization, "i'm so sorry-"
his head came in contact with your head, making you pull back immediately from the blond. "ow! i told you i didn't do it on purpose!" you groan holding your head with your hands.
chifuyu gasped in horror at his own clumsiness as he placed a hand on the back of your head. hopping that the coldness of it would help you a little, "i'm sorry! i swear i didn't mean it! please hit me again so that we're even!"
...what? now why would he say that?
"what? what's wrong with you?! do you get turn on by getting hit or something?!"
chifuyu panically looked around to search takemichi so that he could help him. when he finally spotted him, hiding behind the swings, the time traveler was smiling proudly with his two thumbs up in the air.
his action making him recall a conversation the two of them had a couple of weeks earlier.
"so... am i married in the future?" chifuyu asked takemichi as he bit down the sandwich he made himself for lunch.
takemichi raised his brows at the question, "yeah-"
"really?!" the blond gasped, with heart in his eyes, "do i know her?! no wait- that'll ruin the surprise- is she pretty?! no wait- of course she's pretty you idiot!"
the time traveler chuckled at his friend's words, rubbing the back of his neck, "do you want me to tell you how you met?"
"no! it has to be a surprise!" chifuyu refused, "wait am i going to meet her soon? is that why you said that?! takemichi?! answer!"
"nah- like you said it has to be a surprise~"
"takemichi!"
"if it makes you feel better- you embarrassed yourself in front of her"
"how would that make me feel better?!"
that sneaky bastard.
"i'm sorry! i don't know how to talk to pretty girls..." chifuyu mumbled looking to the ground, but his face snapped back at you when he realize what he had just say, your eyes round at his words, "i- i mean not that don't know how to talk you! wait- not that you're not pretty! you are pretty- beautiful even! but that is not the point! i don't need you to hit me! just please don't think i hurt you on purpose- i don't hit pretty girls! no wait- i don't hit girls at all! but you being beautifully-pretty is just a plus you know! an-"
you smacked your hand on his mouth, stopping his rambling, the butterflies in your stomach flying way to much due to his words. "please stop-! you're too cute..."
takemichi titled his head at the scene in front of him, clearly not remembering that part of the story your older self told him in the future about how chifuyu and her had met-
but... mission failed successfully... i guess?
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iamthepotato · 5 months
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Mikey's halloween chibi is so funny though, like look at this little guy. He looks all innocent and cute, happily smiling and just chilling with his hands behind his back.
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And then you see his full image and he has A GUN! That chibi is not cute and sweet he's hiding a gun behind his back! Also his smirk here, he tricked you and he's glad.
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Sanzu has always been loyal to Mikey in every timeline and the boy deserves better
Sanzu Manga
🚨 SPOILER ALERT❗ okay now let's do this
Why i think Sanzu has a good heart and isn't just some crazy drug addict Mikey's dog. Part2
▫️Takeomi always scolded Sanzu for what Senju did and he received the punishments because he was a "good boy".
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▪️And then this happens on a time line.
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▫️And in another timeline this happens.
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▫️And then THIS happened too.
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▫️BUT ✋THIS 👇also happened.
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So it seems to me that every damn timeline ends up putting sanzu in a not-so-pretty place, he always ends up scarred by something, one way or another he ended up losing his mind.
And while he probably has some kind of mental problem no matter what, in theory, no one is born bad so.....yeah.
But hey, every story has a crazy person and I guess it has to be him (although this story has more than one 👀).
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iamthepotato · 9 months
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your bonten husbands headcanons were so cute! 🤧
could I request others with rindou, sanzu and mikey who take their wife to a bonten party and after they come back from the bathroom they see her get slapped by a huge tall guy who is part of a major gang that bonten wanted as ally? maybe this guy was being rude to a waitress and when y/n tries to defend her he hits her? how bonten will react? 😵
Headcanon: Another gang leader beats his wife
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Characters: Manjiro Sano, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Rindou Haitani
Word count: 1.1k
Warnings: Female reader, Bonten, mention of blood, injuries and insults, angst
Sypnosis: He is at a party with his beloved wife when he has to leave her for a brief moment, unfortunately an event ends up ruining the atmosphere.
Masterlist, Request Here
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Manjiro Sano:
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♤ He never separates from his wife in meetings where there are potentially dangerous people such as gang leaders, drug dealers or men in general, he does not leave her alone.
♤ Even when some other gang leader wants to tell him something private, he does not separate from his wife, he will have to say it in front of her and if he doesn't want to do it, he can go to hell.
♤ If he is ever forced to part with her, he will tell one of his trusted guys to stay by her side while he comes back, he would never forgive himself if something were to happen to his delicate angel.
♤ Today was one of those parties where only the gang leaders and a chaperone attend, obviously Mikey had attended along with his wife. Everything was going perfect until an emergency arose, he had to go to the bathroom, he was not willing to leave his wife, but seeing her insistence that he would be fine and that he would stay at the snack table, he ended up agreeing.
♤ As he was about to return to his wife's side he saw a scene that made every part of his being burn with uncontainable rage, it all happened so fast. A tall, burly looking man was yelling at his wife.
-"You have no right to treat her like that, she's just doing her job"-
-"Bitches like you should know their place, you are no one to demand that I stop doing something"-
♤ without warning that man impacted his fist against her cheek, causing her to stagger and have to hold on to the table to keep from falling.
♤ Mikey's body moved on its own, in the blink of an eye he was holding his wife's face checking her condition, his hands started shaking as he saw a trickle of blood coming out of her lower lip. Mikey didn't think twice, he pounced on the guy, grabbed his head with his hands and started slamming it against the wall without any remorse and when he got tired of hitting the guy's head, he pulled out a gun and was already prepared with it, he would finish him off right there and then.
♤ He only stopped when he felt his wife's warm hands trying to stop him. That day Mikey declared war on that leader's gang, he couldn't believe he was about to ally himself with someone capable of hitting his beloved Angel, if before he was interested in joining forces, now he wanted to destroy that gang.
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Sanzu Haruchiyo:
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♤ At parties Sanzu looks like a shadow of his wife, the farthest distance you will see him separated from his wife will be 3 meters, nothing more, he doesn't trust any of the men who attend that kind of parties.
♤ If she has to go to the bathroom he will stand at the door waiting for her to come out, he will not move from there even if Mikey himself orders him to. The problem arises when he is the one who has to go to the bathroom, he becomes paranoid about what to do, you can't go in with him and he doesn't want to leave Y/n alone while he goes in.
♤ Y/n insists him to go in and that she will stay at the door and not move from there, after many complaints from Sanzu he ends up agreeing and quickly enters the bathroom.
♤ When he comes out he quickly looks for his wife, but she is not where he left her and his anxiety begins to grow, she told him she would not move and she always keeps her promises, something happened to her.
♤ When he is about to become hysterical he sees her, but what he saw only made his hysteria end up coming out. A guy had her by the forearm and was pulling her roughly as he insisted she follow him, he recognized the man, he had been insisting too much on an alliance with the Toman (which now would never happen).
-"Stop playing dead fly and come with me."-
-"Let go of me you creep!"-
♤ Sanzu takes big strides and when he was in front of the guy he punched him between eyebrow and eyebrow causing the man to fall to the ground, he didn't even give him time to get up, he climbed on top of him and started punching him punch after punch. He was out of control.
♤ He only stopped when he saw his wife's scared face, that's when he came to his senses, he was behaving like a beast in front of his sweetie and he didn't want her to be afraid of him.
♤ He would fix this problem later, maybe a meeting with his gun wouldn't hurt. For the moment he just got up and grabbed his wife to get out of there.
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Rindou Haitani:
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♤ Of the three Rindou is the least paranoid, he still protects and keeps an eye on his wife, but is more relaxed and knows that whatever trouble arises he will be around to defend her.
♤ They commonly go together to parties between gang leaders, Rindou always takes his wife Y/n and stays by her side most of the time, unless she wants to talk to a friend who is at the party, then he will give her privacy.
♤ At one point during the party Rindou tells Y/n that he will retire to the bathroom and return quickly, after that he withdraws and leaves his beloved wife talking animatedly with one of the girls who are at the party.
♤ When he returns he is met with an unpleasant sight, the other girl is crying behind Y/n while she has in her hand a raised bottle ready to throw it at the guy.
-"What are you going to do you bitch."-
-"Come closer and I'll smash it over your head."-
♤ Rindou recognized the guy immediately as he approached, Bonten had wanted to create business with that man's gang, but by vote, that deal was rejected and Bonten cut off contact with him and his gang. His blood was boiling, he was messing with his wife, who had nothing to do with that problem, just because she was rejected by Bonten.
♤ When he was close enough he glared at his wife's cheek with a painted palm, his rage came to the surface. No explanation needed, his hand closed into a firm fist and impacted directly on the guy's nose, Rindou slammed his fist into it repeatedly.
♤ Due to the commotion caused by this "little altercation" Ran soon appeared and held his sister♤in♤law so that she wouldn't get hurt by accident and interfere in the fight.
♤ When Rindou had had enough of hitting the guy, he rushed over to where his wife was, grabbed her and they left the party. On the way he treated the bruise that had formed due to the blow and nothing else was going through his mind but to kill the guy, Ran would take care of that.
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Anki: Thank you for your nice comment, I hope you like this one too anon (orders are still open)
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iamthepotato · 10 months
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uh HELLO?
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iamthepotato · 11 months
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Waka Waka Eh Eh 💜💛💜💛
He’s my therapy
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iamthepotato · 11 months
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casual | dabi/touya todoroki
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“My mom wants to meet you.”
It’s a sentence uttered as Touya pulls the T-shirt he’d discarded earlier (while he was pushing you toward your bed and sucking your tongue into his mouth) over his head. It comes as a shock, lying in your bed completely bare, still struggling to catch your breath. It shouldn’t make you feel excited in the way that it does, not when Touya has been more than clear about the nature of the relationship between the two of you. Nothing serious. No commitment.
Casual.
notes: hiiiii so this is just something I’ve been working on for a bittttt it’s inspired by causal by Chappell roan it’s nothing special but I just couldn’t get the idea out of my head so yeahhhh sorry for the severe lack of smut in a friends with benefits fic btw ahsjsjsjs thanks for reading hope u enjoy!!<3
warnings: 18+, minors dni, f!reader, explicit content, no quirk au, oral f!recieving, friends to lovers, friends with benefits, the todorokis are healing, dabi is called Touya throughout literally the entire thing
words: 4.1k
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“My mom wants to meet you.”
It’s a sentence uttered as Touya pulls the T-shirt he’d discarded earlier (while he was pushing you toward your bed and sucking your tongue into his mouth) over his head. It comes as a shock, lying in your bed completely bare, still struggling to catch your breath. It shouldn’t make you feel excited in the way that it does, not when Touya has been more than clear about the nature of the relationship between the two of you. Nothing serious. No commitment.
Casual. 
“What?” You aren’t sure how you should respond, or what the right answer is. He shrugs, buttoning his jeans.
“You don’t have to. Just promised her I’d ask.” He says, turning around to dig through your dresser. He pulls out one of the shirts he’s left there and a pair of underwear for you, tossing the items your way. You change, covering yourself up before moving to sit in the middle of the bed, legs tucked underneath you. 
“You’ve been talking to her about me?” You question. You know it’s not what he wants to hear. 
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iamthepotato · 11 months
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@jordyn-degas this is what we deserved
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always on shouto duty
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iamthepotato · 1 year
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@jordyn-degas we both know I'm weak and I read this as soon as I got the notification 😂 and lord have mercy on my soul 🥵🥵🥵
fall for you
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Artwork by the amazing @3-aem. She granted me permission to use it. Pls follow her!
Dabi x fem!Reader
⇢ word count: roughly 4.5K
⇢ plot: coming home from work, your coworker Dabi waits by your apartment and you let him in, in need of a place to stay that night and loneliness soon turns into closeness.
⇢ warnings: 18+, NO MINORS ALLOWED!!! kissing, groping, mentions of male and female genitalia, a bit of edging, unprotected sex, overstimulation, multiple orgasms (female), satisfying creampie, cuddles afterward
⇢ personal note: started off as pure self-indulgence: sex with Dabi. Then I added a bit of fluff. And thought- why not more? So less rough, more fluff. Then an idea occurred: why not make all of it into sensual, intimate fluff? OK, sighed and re-wrote the whole damn thing. Should have been 2K, ended up at 4,5k. Hope you like it. It's my current comfort bedtime story.
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Clouds were hanging low over the cityscape, pink from the lights of the busy life. Down here though, the desolate streets were only poorly lit by street lamps, most of them burned out, casting dirty circles of yellow light onto the cracked sidewalk.
The storefronts were all devoid of any displays, only a few windows appeared lively from inside. Cars slept empty along the curb, collecting the grime of the city during the night.
If you weren't that used to it already, you would have been scared by the sight of several squeaking rats running along the dirty roadside.
It wasn't easy to guess that you lived in a run-down part of town.
The first droplets of moisture began to drip down on your head and, pulling the bag tight to your body, you stuffed your hands deep in your pocket.
Worrying your bottom lip between your teeth, you sighed and quickened your pace as you continued your way home to avoid the looming downpour, kicking an abandoned can of soda across the walkway.
When you arrived at your apartment complex, you looked up. Only stale concrete balconies greeted you, stained from too much pollution of the metropolis it was unwillingly born into. It was a pitiful sight but you had gotten used to it over the years.
Arriving at your floor, you stepped down the long corridor that connected to your apartment. There was a moment of paranoia arising when you noticed that the lights were defective.
You stared into a dark void, but clutched your bag tight and started walking down the empty hallway, darkness sticking to your face.
Arriving at your door, you reached inside your bag to fumble for your keys. Once holding it tensely in your hand, it was still too dark to see and you missed the keyhole once, twice, an array of curses falling from your pressed lips.
"Harsh words don't suit you, baby girl," a low rumbling voice sounded close to you.
Spinning around, a scream of surprise left your lips and your dropped keys only to see a familiar outline emerge from the shadows, bright blues almost glowing in the dim light.
"Dabi, you scared me!" You protested, hands surged up to clutch your chest.
He let out a breathy chuckle, "Aw, c’mon, ‘m not that scary—"
You let out a huff of annoyance through your nose before concern spread inside as you wondered about his sudden late-night presence "What are you doing here?"
Dabi raked his hand through his messy hair, "Need a place to stay,” his gaze fell down to the floor as he stopped right in front of you, “You're the only option that came to my mind–"
"C'mon in," you nudged your head before dipping down to pick up your keys.
Your eyes had adjusted to the dim light and you found the keyhole at the first attempt, turned the keys and pushed open the door to your apartment.
Stepping inside, it clicked shut behind the both of you and your bag fell to the floor with a muted thump. Toeing off your shoes you straightened up with a relieving sigh.
Dabi had taken off his coat and kicked his boots off, eyes wandering around your apartment as if looking for something.
"Want a drink?" You gently shouldered past him to approach the kitchen.
An approving hum sounded behind you as he slumped down on your couch, resting his arms on the backrest.
Filling two glasses with gin, you sauntered back, dropped down next to him and handed him the drink. Turning on the TV, you started flipping through the channels, stopping at some random documentary. You both watched without interest, you savored the taste quietly, repeatedly feeling the weight of his eyes on you in the silence.
Eventually, you stood up again and moved towards the kitchen, after having scooped up his empty glass.
You were standing at the counter, pouring another round of drinks when it suddenly overcame you. The crushing heaviness of being lonely. The sound of the TV behind you, the soft sounds of him moving on the couch. It was a painful reminder of what you missed so dearly – simply being with someone you could love.
Your shoulders suddenly felt so heavy and you carefully placed the bottle on the counter, after the last drops of liquid fell into the glass.
Even though you didn't want to, you couldn't help a tear from forming at your lash line and slowly finding its way down your cheek. Just as you raised your hand to wipe it away, Dabi was close behind you and your hand stopped midair.
The heat radiating off his body betrayed his presence as two warm hands almost hesitantly laid on your hips. You shakily exhaled, unaware that you had held your breath the entire time, still unmoving.
Heavy, yet comfortable silence surrounded you, only your rapid breathing to be heard. His hands were hot on your body, his breath warm in your hair, like a mild summer breeze.
He stepped forward, one small step, two until his body was flush against yours, his chest comforting against your back.
You closed your eyes, waiting, anticipating, your heart beating faster and faster.
A hand peeled off your hip and you felt him move some strands of hair to the side, his breath hot as his lips met with your exposed skin, peppering soft, featherlight kisses on your shoulder.
Shivers raced up your spine and you couldn't suppress a moan arising from within.
His breath hitched and you felt a heat starting to burn against your hips and instantly your belly tensed up when you felt him rubbing against you.
Your arms dropped loosely down your sides and he paused as you slowly turned around, facing him now.
He looked at you, his turquoise eyes burning into yours and then he moved, softly kissing the tear off your cheek. He moved and you felt his lips brush yours, soft and delicately, long enough that you could inhale his intoxicating breath, a mix of heady musk and cigarettes.
Dabi exhaled, hands propped on the kitchen counter, gently resting his forehead against yours, the tip of your noses almost touching.
You didn't know what to feel. Dabi has always been your favorite coworker. His handsomeness, humor but also hidden fragility made him the unmistakable star of your heart. You had always dreamed about being this close to him. Of kissing him. Touching him.
But this wasn't a dream. It was real.
Your eyes slowly roamed upward and, gathering all your courage, you reached up and cupped his face, thumb running over his cheek. You savored the warmth of his skin, his body flush against yours.
Standing this close, you felt his breath exhilaratingly hot on you, and your voice came out only a whisper when you asked, "What's happening, Dabi?"
His electric blue eyes stared down at you, half-lidded with desire, as he turned his face into your palm and kissed the skin.
“Don't know babe,” he quirked a brow at you, “You tell me—”
Your eyes wandered down to his scarred, yet beautiful lips, tracing the delicate shape of his lips wondering what they would feel like on yours. As if he could read your thoughts, Dabi's hand lifted off the counter and cupped your chin with two fingers, gently guiding your face upward to meet his eyes. Tilting your head, he paused, deep blues locking with yours before closing in and bridging the gap as your lips met for a first kiss.
He kissed you like no man had ever kissed you before – soft and breathy. The heat rose in your cheeks as his tongue touched yours, flickered over it, then dipped in firmer, more determined.
His hands, which had been resting, trailed down your sides to wrap themselves around the side of your waist. A small, low groan rumbled against your mouth, his breath warm and ambrosial deep in your lungs. Your heart started to pick up a beat, now pounding against your chest while your arms wrapped around his slender waist.
His calloused hand started sliding upward underneath your shirt, feather-light against your skin. He carefully thumbed at your nipples through the lacy texture of your bra, feeling them perk up beneath his touch and he laughed lowly under his breath into your mouth.
All of it was so tantalizing, intoxicating sounds tumbling from each other’s lips while you continued kissing. Dabi ground his growing erection against your hips and you were well aware of the arousal building in your belly yourself.
You forgot everything around you, it was just you and him. You didn't know whether you were kissing for five minutes or five hours. But your mouth felt bruised, though it felt too good. Dabi's heart beat hard against yours and you knew that whatever you were feeling he was as well.
You only parted when you needed to breathe, eyes fluttering open to meet each other.
“Dabi—” your teeth sank into your lower lip and you ran a shaky hand through his hair, the raven strands soft as silk, cupping his cheek with your free hand and drawing him closer again until your lips brushed.
“—I want to sleep with you,” you whispered into his partly opened mouth, eyes blown black with desire.
He paused, a heavy look took over his face before he spoke again.
"Yeah—" he swallowed, breathless.
Tired of waiting, he scooped his hands down below your round butt cheeks and swept your feet off the floor to carry you to the bedroom.
Inside, the lights were low, dimmed to almost nothing.
He sat you on the ground and pressed his mouth to yours, his hands rising underneath your shirt, hitching the fabric up higher and over your head. It dropped to the ground and just as fast his hand was at the clasp of your bra, undoing its latch.
Getting you undressed while kissing wasn’t easy, but you weren't doing any better, trying to push his shirt off at the same time.
The rustling of fabric and soft laughter sounded through the room, as he helped you and soon his piece of fabric joined yours at the bottom of your feet. Hooking his thumbs under the waistband of your pants, he shoved them down, taking your underwear with them.
“Still want this?” he panted against your mouth, as both of you stumbled back towards the bed.
“Never wanted anything more,” you breathed.
The edge of the mattress caught your legs and he gently laid you down. Your gaze fell upon the charred state of his body. Right that moment, he was so human, made of delicate flesh and blood just the same as any other being – and indeed fragile. You loved him nonetheless, couldn't imagine a life without him anymore.
He knelt between your spread legs and slowly lowered down on you. His hips met yours and you gasped into the kiss as you felt him – hard and big against your unclothed cunt.
His lips pressed against yours and you hungrily pushed back, mouth open, tongue pushing past his teeth and you gripped his head firmly as if to keep him from escaping. Working your mouth against his, your tongues battled back and forth, each trying to pin down the other.
With a last gentle nibble on your lower lip, he pulled back and straightened up. Savoring the view of your naked body with heavy-lidded eyes, he casually slipped his thumbs in his boxers and pulled them off his body with one swift move. His erection, beautiful, thick and curvy, bobbed out.
You could feel your eyes go wide, face heating up as you took in the sight. He wrapped his large hand around himself and started fisting his cock with slow, languid and teasing strokes. A sly smirk appeared on his face as you tried to hide your excitement below him, not openly wanting to admit how desperate for him you really were.
"Dabi, please—!" You rolled your hips, desperate to have him inside of you.
Leaning down and bracing himself with his hands on either side of you, he softly kissed your swollen lips, grinding his leaking tip into your thighs.
Reaching down, you slid your thumb over his slid to gather his essence and pulled it up to your mouth. He gazed with lust-blown eyes as you started licking the liquid of your thumb, relishing his taste, eyelids fluttering with pure delight.
"Such a tease–," he growled, dipping down for another kiss, his weight pressing you further into the mattress.
His hand traveled to your chest, gently stroking along the round of your breast before pinching your sensitive nipple, eliciting a light gasp from you. The corner of his lips curved up for a soft smile. Brushing over your erect nub, your entire skin started to tingle.
“Tell me,” his voice was rough and low, “What do you want?”
"I want you—” you choked out, gazing up into his unfairly attractive face.
“I am here, doll,” he sternly interrupted, his voice low and sultry, ”Tell me exactly what you want.”
"I want you inside me” you breathed out and his lips drew up into a smirk, “Attagirl.”
Adjusting his stance, he slid his length back and forth over your sensitive nub, the precum getting it slick and messy as he kept brushing over it. His piercings did wonders, rubbing just right over that bundle of nerves that made you writhe underneath him with growing pleasure.
He leaned further down pressing his mouth to yours. His lips delicate, yet rough at the same time, his wet hot tongue gliding all over yours as he kept rutting his length along our swollen clit – over and over again.
You couldn't get enough of him. It was like an addiction.
You moaned out loud, and you felt the coil inside of you tightening merely from the friction caused by him gliding over your sensitive spot.
He chuckled softly at your reaction, “That sensitive huh?”
"Oh God, yes—” you manage to pant out.
"For you, doll, it's still Dabi–” he dropped with a smug grin on his face and you swatted him on his chest.
“Smartass!“ rolling your eyes at him, he nuzzled your neck with a chuckle, biting softly into your delicate skin.
His pace increased and your legs started to shake until you were close to tipping over the edge. Suddenly, he stopped and straightened his back, leaving you gasping in frustration.
“You ready?” He asked, sliding the swell of his pierced cock gently and easily along your wet folds, gathering your sweet slick on it.
The answer was right there in front of him in your eyes – heavy with lust and desire.
"I'll go slow, baby," he hummed, unsure of his ability to keep that promise though.
“OK.” You said softly, gently.
You felt his hot tip prodding your entrance before he started to push in, slipping past the first ring of tightness as your dripping walls allowed him entry with ease.
You had been so on edge, been wanting him so badly that this alone had an uncontrolled moan spill from your parted lips.
The feeling of him splitting you open overwhelmed you, and you panted, eyes opium blown, the vulnerability in them something he couldn't resist.
“Fuck,” his breath hitched in his throat.
It took both of your entire strength not to cum right that second, his chest still heaving with heavy shallow breaths.
Giving you time to adjust to his size, his deep blues, partly lidded, drifted across your face, consuming you with unrestrained desire as he searched for any kind of protest from you.
"M gonna continue baby," crystalline blue simmered with lust, his voice deeper and darker than usual.
Unable to speak, you nodded as best as you could and he looped his arms under your knees. Laying your legs over his shoulders, he held your gaze, pupils lust blown and skin flushed a deep crimson.
You were on edge. Both of you.
"Ok then," he rasped through gritted teeth and started to sink the rest of his thickness inside your wet walls.
Your mouth fell open in a silent moan, as you arched your body into his, every one of his thick veins rubbing along your sensitive walls just right. He swallowed back a groan as he pushed deeper and deeper and with a few more shallow ruts bottomed out, hips flush with yours, impaling you on his length.
It felt like the first time. You felt so full, the burn of his size stretching you so thoroughly. Your lower half tingled with pleasurable pain as your walls widened to accommodate him. You had to bite down on your lip to try to stop yourself from coming undone right then and there.
As he felt you contracting around him, he buried his face in the junction of your neck, letting out a shaky exhale, "Stop it baby, or ‘m gonna cum."
"M trying,“ you protested, desperately fighting to relax your lower half to stop it from convulsing.
Slowly, you adjusted to the stretch, the pain starting to fade into dull pleasure, the contractions subsiding and both of your breathing relaxed. His hand reached the curve of the underside of your breast and he paused, delicate fingers tracing the round of your flesh, savoring its warmth and softness.
Dabi kissed your cheek with gentleness as he slowly pulled out before moving his hips forward again, while your hands rose to lay onto his broad shoulders.
He set a slow yet rough pace, steadily increasing. After a few moments, he shifted a bit, his hands at your side, squeezing at your waist and pushing himself even deeper inside you while the sounds of your union filled the room.
With this new angle, each forward thrust of his pierced cock perfectly dragged along your g-spot.
You couldn't help but clamp down on him, your head falling back against the pillow as your mouth stayed open in a near-constant moan.
“Found it—” he let out a raspy chuckle.
You were too out of it to reply, face contorted with pleasure, the growing heat inside of you demanding all your attention.
Your eyes fluttered up, meeting his. This close, you could see the streaks of vivid turquoise flashing in his iris. His hot breath fanned your lips as blue eyes glowered down at you and you started to get high on his vibrant, intoxicating scent – a wisp of hot ash and musk.
Your body tensed up as your orgasm neared with lightning speed, your vision starting to fade, the knots inside your stomach tightening.
“That’s it, doll,” Dabi panted, giving you deeper strokes as he felt you tighten up around him.
The sounds of your moans and damp skin slapping against each other echoed throughout the room, as you neared your release.
Then the tension burst, your entire body went limp with pleasure as your climax crashed over you, your walls repeatedly pulsing around him.
"There we go,” he rasped, sweat trickling down his brow as some of his raven hair stuck to his forehead, “that's it– cum for me sweety"
Pressing a longing kiss to your parted lips, his breath came out in hot pants. He took you in, hair all disheveled, eyes screwed shut with pleasure, lips slightly parted. He did this to you. Noone else.
And he loved it.
“You’re doing so good for me—” the corners of his mouth curved up, canines showing as his hips slowed down.
Lowering himself onto you while he languidly glided in and out of your numb body, he slowly rode out your orgasm. You felt so overwhelmingly good, it took all his strength to resist the urge to increase the pace again.
He bent down, his lips against your cheek, brushing it lightly. Just that light touch sent shivers through your nerves, shivers that made your whole body tremble.
“If you want me to stop, tell me now,” he whispered.
You didn’t react and he brushed his mouth against your temple.
“Or now,” he traced the line of your cheekbone.
His lips were against yours, “Or—”
The rest of his words were lost in your mouth as you reached up, your hands sliding along the nape of his neck and pulling him close. Your fingers moved further, carding through his soft black strands, tugging on them a little. It was just enough to urge him on and he kissed you harder, groaning softly, low in his throat.
Because that was all the answer he needed from you.
Kissing your cheek and trailing along your neck, he moved further down until his lips sealed around your sensitive nub. The palm of his hand cupped your breast, squeezing gently. His breath, hot against your sensitive skin, was enough to send goosebumps rippling all over your body.
Without thinking, you were starting to clench around him again with rising need, sucking him inside your warm silken walls.
"Eager, aren't we?” his half-lidded eyes gleamed with satisfaction.
You whimpered, unable to form coherent words, focusing on the pleasure tickling up inside of you again.
He had stamina – you had to hand him that.
It had to be an inherited trait.
He leaned down on you now, his hands pressing your knees up and back against your chest, his breath coming in short rags as he increased the pace.
Each time his skin slapped against yours, his pubic hair would brush over your clit and make your entire body shake from overstimulation.
"S’too much," you manage to get out but Dabi knew better.
“You can do it," he panted, nearly breathless, strands of hair sticking to his sweaty forehead.
And indeed, you were again close to another climax, your body already edged from your first orgasm. Your hands clawed into his muscular shoulders, nails digging into his skin.
“Touya—” you prayed.
“I know, I know,” he slurred, too drunk on his own pleasure to focus.
Each stroke against your overstimulated walls had you whimpering as you tried to keep up with his relentless pace.
Overstimulated, you tried to squirm away from him, give yourself a break, just a minute – but he kept you anchored to his hips as you bucked and writhed below him.
Then you felt it, the pleasure coiling, tighter and tighter within you and your face went slack, mouth opening into a perfect “o” as you couldn’t hold back and came with a snap.
Dabi felt your body convulse as another earth-shattering orgasm ripped through you.
It was such an intense feeling, like floating in an ocean of carnal pleasure and you found yourself sobbing out his name, tears running down your temples.
Your release gushed out of you, your entire body trembled as it coated his pelvis and your thighs and soaked the sheets below you.
“I got ya, pretty girl,” it came out breathy and wanting.
There was desperation in his voice for trying to hold back his own release. But it was too good. He couldn't hold it back anymore. Dabi shuddered, his moves becoming erratic and needy.
And then his own orgasm tore through him, accompanied by a long, guttural groan as he came inside you. Hic cum was so warm inside you, almost hot, and you felt his muscles go tense with every single spurt, his cock twitching over and over again inside of you.
Still unloading into your cunt, Dabi kept fucking into you, the lewd squelching sounds echoing back from the walls. The feeling of him slamming his cumming dick into you had you right at the edge, sending you into a spiral of pleasure again.
It was like being hit by a freight train. Sudden and without warning. Your back arched and you keened, the moan rising from your open mouth so loud it was sure to be heard in the hallway outside.
Your eyes rolled back and you went limp, too overwhelmed by the third wave of pleasure tearing through your body, making all your nerve endings light up at once.
You could feel your cunt gush as your combined release sapped out and slid down your folds along your butt, dripping onto the already soaked sheets below you.
Dabi's thrusts slowed down as he rode out both of your highs before coming to a stop. Staying deeply buried inside you, you both basked in the afterglow of your shared orgasm. He slowly pressed kisses against your warm cheek as his chest heaved, fighting to catch his breath.
“You’re makin’ me fall for you, doll," he gently brushed his fingers along your cheeks, deep azure irises looking down at you.
You were breathless, your vision slowly coming to as your fingers gently weaved through his sweat-dampened hair, trying to get some of your bearings back, caressing his jet black hair.
Both lost in the feeling of each other, you stayed like this, dazed and elated, while he brought his face down to share another sweet kiss to your lips. After a while, his cock started getting soft and he shifted a bit, rolling off and collapsing next to you on the bed.
You looked at each other, sweat coated, skin still flushed with a rosy hint. It felt so good, better — heavenly. It was all you had ever yearned for. But what about him, you thought and glance at him, expecting him to be about to get out of bed.
"What are you looking at?" He was already looking at you, a smug grin planted on it.
Pupils dilated with pleasure, you kept staring at him, body and mind still high on endorphins.
He chuckled and reached over, fingers gently playing with your hair before stroking your cheek with the back of his hand. Then he straightened up, leaned over you to latch his lips on yours, his breath warm in your mouth.
It was a short, soft kiss, like one that lovers exchange. As it was over, he nestled into the junction of your neck and wrapped his arms around you. You squealed in surprise as he rolled over on his back, taking you with him.
Blanketing his warm chest, his arms securely wrapped around you and, reaching out, he pulled up the blanket, kissing the crown of your head.
"Let's go sleep, Ok?" He murmured, drowsiness already heavy in his voice as you move your free arm up to cup his cheek. He leaned into your touch, closing his eyes as you both took a deep breath, savoring the closeness, finally not alone anymore.
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He’s so silly i love him😭😭
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Dr.Satoru😷
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