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mikeysbabygirl · 9 months
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𝑻𝒐𝒌𝒚𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 𝑯𝒄'𝒔
Warning : you read it pretty well. NSFW. Which means minors do not INTERRACT.
Ft : Rindou, inupi
𝙍𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙪 𝙃𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙞 :
Perfect boyfriend, right ?
You'll never run out of playlists to listen to with Rindou as boyfriend.
Cold ? He's got about ten hoodies that he likes seeing on you, hanging lose on your thighs, would spray them of his own fragrance after washing them just to know you have his perfume on you wherever you are.
I'm getting at the main point which is...
The jealousy of this man is vice.
As you know, Rindou is a man of few words. Your boyfriend would never tell you straight forward that he is jealous, or have a healthy, honest conversation with you.
He would rather...
Why did he introduced you to Haruchiyo at first ? He should have known that guy would always go out of his ways to make him mad. Just like he was doing now, brushing his lips every now and then against your cheeks as he tells you jokes that Rindou thinks really do not deserve such overdone laughs from you.
The uncomfortable feeling makes his chest tingle, yet Rindou would rather die than admit it to you. But don't you think he would forget, this guy is like a ticking clock, registering every little thing you do for the right time.
In the mean time, you would never get to see Haruchiyo again. Nor any other Tenjiku member.
Rindou really thinks he loves you. Though he still holds that grudge, he can't help but driving you home from school every evening, can't help but think about you randomly during the day, or at night when he's fucking that fist on a pretty nude from you.
But he's registering, and he secretly hoped you would not make any other "mistake", but you do.
You were having so much fun tonight, and if Rindou was anyone else, he would have felt guilty.
But he is Rindou fucking Haitani, and he warned you. These days, Tokyo, at night was not one of the safest places, Kanto Manji was having some troubles with an opponent gang. Would you have been any other girl he dated, he wouldn't have cared. But again, you're so more than that.
He thinks you're so pretty, so eyecatchy. As always, your eyes are the shiniest, and when you spot him from the other end of the club, making his way toward where you're dancing with your friends, they widen the slightest.
He is not the type to embarrass you in front of your friends or anything, believe me.
Close your eyes, imagine this.
The crowd, the dancing bodies, and everything disappears as soon as his lips brush against your cheeks. His blonde locks tickle your neck, and his hands too gently lays on the small of your back. Rindou's fragrance invades your nostrils as much as his deep voice does with your ear.
-" have it your way, love. 'm just gonna sit here and wait for ya. Just be sure you're ready for whatever I got for you. "
Then, just as if it was a dream, his touch flies away, as much as his perfume which lingered a little longer behind him, reminding you just how fucked up you are.
From the other end of the club, your boyfriend looks... Devilishly handsome, first buttons of his white shirt are undone, hair slightly messy, you could almost see his bloodshot eyes from afar watching every move you make. At some point, you're pretty sure you've seen those pretty lips smirk.
This is where I'm getting at, my next main point.
The most important thing I could say as a nsfw fact about Rindou, is his relentless dominance.
He is, the perfect boyfriend from outside. The most protective, caring lover you could ever dream of.
Perfect boyfriend, has his hands around your neck, his tie wrapped tightly around your wrists, that purple gaze usually soft for you looks like it could kill you right now.
-" I'm sorry- Rin', move please, I'm so... So, so fucking sorry, just move " moving your core to chase some friction doesn't even work, he's hell bent on making you cockwarm him all the night, watching you slightly struggling to breath with his hand on your throat.
Usually, he is a man of few words mainly because he is a good listener, especially when you are talking. But tonight, he doesn't even care to hear a word you're saying. He dives deep in the feeling of your pussy wrapped up around him, an expressionless face while he presses kisses on every damn inch of your face and neck.
You both know that these kiss also aren't meant for reassuring, just because he can't seem to get enough of you.
The cold metal of his rings tightens slightly around your throat, having your eyes widening, a groan leaves his mouth so much your doe eyes make his cock throb.
-" Love the way you're taking me. Got me goddamn obsessed. "
Just because you're his own little addiction, just because your walls clench tighter around him at his words, he rolls his hips the slightest bit, making your eyes roll back in your head.
-" You look just as good as a Haitani's wife, laying all pretty under daddy, hugging my dick like my lil pillow princess ".
Because that is what he had wanted to make you, and no matter how independent you are, there is no other way being around Rindou. He lived to mold you into his perfect girl, no way of taking the lead, a simple sharp glance from him makes your heart drop.
Best Tenjiku boyfriend, they say. Yes, he is. So caring, always so much...
And the smirks, small laughs from that pretty face seeing the pain mixing with pleasure on your face are the proof. The perfect, most sadistic boyfriend. Giving a sharp, rough thrust inside you so suddenly that it had you crying his name, balls rubbing against your abused clit.
-" cry all you want " he crooked an eyebrow. "Your screams only got me wanna ruin this pussy. Ain't it the best way to make sure my baby's gonna behave ?"
-" Hm ? Say, love ?"
-" What a man gotta do to protect his best fucking girl, nah ?"
𝑰𝒏𝒖𝒊 𝑺𝒆𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒖 :
What a sweet guy, he is sugar coated, honey dripping.
You two could have met after a kinda hard time of your life, you were lacking a lot of trust in people in general and particularly in men.
But Seishu was so soft with you, so careful and fair-play that you ended up trusting him with your life, going around everywhere calling him your...
Your best friend.
Maybe he hadn't been perfectly fair-play into that last one... But he swears he had wanted to be your best friend, at a time.
It was just about how your hands moved around your face as you talked with excitement, about your teeth flashing and eyes sparkling with every smile you reserved only for him. It was about your scent lingering in his t-shirts after hours of hugging him from behind on night rides on his bike, the scent he never truly wanted to wash.
And soon, he started noticing his eagerness to have his hands lingering on you ( what was honestly foreign for Seishu), began feeling the need to find hidden meanings in the books you recommended him, and being even more protective toward you than usual.
Now Seishu would never disrespect you, or your will. If you wanted him as a best friend, then he would take what you had to give him. He would rather suffer that way than lose you at all, believe me, for someone who experienced loneliness, he would rather not go through your absence.
And so it goes, the play starts, he puts the mask, some make up on the ugly unwanted feelings, carries your shopping bags for you, helps you chose your outfit of the day, listen to all your stories about you how much of a loser your ex was, and kisses your cheek goodbye right before turning his back, dropping the mask, and untying his lacerated heart.
But deep inside, Seishu Inui is not as sugar coated as you think he is. Seishu Inui wished he was as innocent, honest with you as you thought he was, but he was not, and the first time you discovered it was...
-" You're my best friend, Sei. It's pouring outside, no need to argue, no bike. you're staying the night. "
It's too late now, you fell asleep, and he should've known, not even a king size bed could've prevented this from happening.
Your ( his) shirt was riding your hips, the covers sliding lower, the cold weather pushed you closer to his heat radiating body. A sigh escaped your lips, just as a beat escaped from his heart as you trapped his leg between your thighs, unconsciously laying your head on his arm.
Picture this, Seishu's blonde hair sprayed on your pillows, his flushed face, sleepy eyes, not moving an inch, frozen.
Or maybe just an inch, just to get into a more comfortable position-
But the friction his leg brought between your thighs had you knitting your eyebrows, a small gasp leaving your lips, something to awaken few things in Seishu.
As the respectful man he is, Seishu tries pushing your thighs away, but that only adds to that friction. And now he has you in your sleep, unconsciously rubbing yourself against him, he thinks he lost it.
Your t-shirts hangs on your waist now, Seishu hates the way his abdomen contracts seeing your bare lower half. And you're wearing nothing but your cute white panties, thus making him feel every move of your clit against his thigh.
He hates himself, and you would probably hate him too, but he swore he saw your eyelashes fluttering at some time, as you desperately chased more friction, and that convinced him to bounce his thigh harder against your clothed cunt.
-" Fuck... " He swears he's gonna stop, but he freezes the moment he hears a broken whisper.
-" Sei- ?"
Your interrogating eyes feel like a stab in the chest, Seishu would bend the knee, apologize until the end of the world, but-
But it seems your little dry humping made you unleash all of the restraints, you roll on your side and find yourself on top of him, legs on each side of his waist.
Seishu's just so pretty, mouth agape, the blue of his eyes is a meer ring around those pupils dilated from pleasure, you think he's gonna push you away. But some god must have been generous enough to give him that chance, he'd be damned to let it go. His hands find your bare hips.
-" You sure 'bout this ? " He hesitantly whispers, though his dick throbs crazy in his sweatpants, he would never neglect your needs. " Just a word, pretty girl. Just a word and I'm giving you all of my fucking love. "
From now on, Seishu solely believed that good things come to those who wait for it. Since after months and months of running from the shadow of his feelings for you, now his eyes were in bliss, swallowing every inch of you sinking on every inch of his hard cock.
Now now, Inui is a gentleman, a respectful, harmless guy.
But with your walls so tightly wrapped around him, he can't help but buckle his hips harder to meet your thrusts, can't help but grab your tits, kneading the flesh in his hands until he had you crying from pleasure and pain. Yes, Seishu is such a sweet guy, he solely believes this behavior is only what months of frustration have made of him.
And his best friend, Kokonoi had already told you once, though you didn't believed it " Seishu can be blunt sometimes ". Another thing you were yet to discover.
Those pretty lips that usually talked so nicely to you, those words that comforted you through your worst times seemed to get trapped behind the pleasure ravaging his lower half, because-
-" gotta slightest idea what you do to me ?" He thrusts his hips once again, circularly, giving particular attention to your clit. " How many times your slutty little skirts made my cock hard ?"
It drives him crazy, how your eyes widen innocently at his statement, meanwhile your pussy clenches in such a sultry around him. Intoxicating. You never knew you'd like those dirty words from the softest man you've known.
-" Pretty girl got me fucking my fist nearly every night. Shit- can feel you close, you like it dontcha ? My gorgeous baby, that's everything you truly ever wanted, right ? Having me fucking obsessed ? Pushing me to my damn limits ? Uh-"
But Seishu Inui is a dirty talker, behind closed doors, Seishu Inui is a hard groper, a carelessly harsh fucker, a sweet lover. Seishu Inui is the perfect mix.
Does anyone even remember who I am ?
Yeah I'm back, I guess ?
Hi everyone 🫶 Hope y'all doing fine and all, wassup ?
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mikeysbabygirl · 9 months
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LINAAAA YOURE BACK!! AGGRESSIVELY HUGGING YOU BB
OMG HII PRETTY BABY 🫶🫶 I MISSED YOU SO FUCKING MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA *aggressively hugging you back*
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mikeysbabygirl · 9 months
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𝑻𝒐𝒌𝒚𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 𝑯𝒄'𝒔
Warning : you read it pretty well. NSFW. Which means minors do not INTERRACT.
Ft : Rindou, inupi
𝙍𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙪 𝙃𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙞 :
Perfect boyfriend, right ?
You'll never run out of playlists to listen to with Rindou as boyfriend.
Cold ? He's got about ten hoodies that he likes seeing on you, hanging lose on your thighs, would spray them of his own fragrance after washing them just to know you have his perfume on you wherever you are.
I'm getting at the main point which is...
The jealousy of this man is vice.
As you know, Rindou is a man of few words. Your boyfriend would never tell you straight forward that he is jealous, or have a healthy, honest conversation with you.
He would rather...
Why did he introduced you to Haruchiyo at first ? He should have known that guy would always go out of his ways to make him mad. Just like he was doing now, brushing his lips every now and then against your cheeks as he tells you jokes that Rindou thinks really do not deserve such overdone laughs from you.
The uncomfortable feeling makes his chest tingle, yet Rindou would rather die than admit it to you. But don't you think he would forget, this guy is like a ticking clock, registering every little thing you do for the right time.
In the mean time, you would never get to see Haruchiyo again. Nor any other Tenjiku member.
Rindou really thinks he loves you. Though he still holds that grudge, he can't help but driving you home from school every evening, can't help but think about you randomly during the day, or at night when he's fucking that fist on a pretty nude from you.
But he's registering, and he secretly hoped you would not make any other "mistake", but you do.
You were having so much fun tonight, and if Rindou was anyone else, he would have felt guilty.
But he is Rindou fucking Haitani, and he warned you. These days, Tokyo, at night was not one of the safest places, Kanto Manji was having some troubles with an opponent gang. Would you have been any other girl he dated, he wouldn't have cared. But again, you're so more than that.
He thinks you're so pretty, so eyecatchy. As always, your eyes are the shiniest, and when you spot him from the other end of the club, making his way toward where you're dancing with your friends, they widen the slightest.
He is not the type to embarrass you in front of your friends or anything, believe me.
Close your eyes, imagine this.
The crowd, the dancing bodies, and everything disappears as soon as his lips brush against your cheeks. His blonde locks tickle your neck, and his hands too gently lays on the small of your back. Rindou's fragrance invades your nostrils as much as his deep voice does with your ear.
-" have it your way, love. 'm just gonna sit here and wait for ya. Just be sure you're ready for whatever I got for you. "
Then, just as if it was a dream, his touch flies away, as much as his perfume which lingered a little longer behind him, reminding you just how fucked up you are.
From the other end of the club, your boyfriend looks... Devilishly handsome, first buttons of his white shirt are undone, hair slightly messy, you could almost see his bloodshot eyes from afar watching every move you make. At some point, you're pretty sure you've seen those pretty lips smirk.
This is where I'm getting at, my next main point.
The most important thing I could say as a nsfw fact about Rindou, is his relentless dominance.
He is, the perfect boyfriend from outside. The most protective, caring lover you could ever dream of.
Perfect boyfriend, has his hands around your neck, his tie wrapped tightly around your wrists, that purple gaze usually soft for you looks like it could kill you right now.
-" I'm sorry- Rin', move please, I'm so... So, so fucking sorry, just move " moving your core to chase some friction doesn't even work, he's hell bent on making you cockwarm him all the night, watching you slightly struggling to breath with his hand on your throat.
Usually, he is a man of few words mainly because he is a good listener, especially when you are talking. But tonight, he doesn't even care to hear a word you're saying. He dives deep in the feeling of your pussy wrapped up around him, an expressionless face while he presses kisses on every damn inch of your face and neck.
You both know that these kiss also aren't meant for reassuring, just because he can't seem to get enough of you.
The cold metal of his rings tightens slightly around your throat, having your eyes widening, a groan leaves his mouth so much your doe eyes make his cock throb.
-" Love the way you're taking me. Got me goddamn obsessed. "
Just because you're his own little addiction, just because your walls clench tighter around him at his words, he rolls his hips the slightest bit, making your eyes roll back in your head.
-" You look just as good as a Haitani's wife, laying all pretty under daddy, hugging my dick like my lil pillow princess ".
Because that is what he had wanted to make you, and no matter how independent you are, there is no other way being around Rindou. He lived to mold you into his perfect girl, no way of taking the lead, a simple sharp glance from him makes your heart drop.
Best Tenjiku boyfriend, they say. Yes, he is. So caring, always so much...
And the smirks, small laughs from that pretty face seeing the pain mixing with pleasure on your face are the proof. The perfect, most sadistic boyfriend. Giving a sharp, rough thrust inside you so suddenly that it had you crying his name, balls rubbing against your abused clit.
-" cry all you want " he crooked an eyebrow. "Your screams only got me wanna ruin this pussy. Ain't it the best way to make sure my baby's gonna behave ?"
-" Hm ? Say, love ?"
-" What a man gotta do to protect his best fucking girl, nah ?"
𝑰𝒏𝒖𝒊 𝑺𝒆𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒖 :
What a sweet guy, he is sugar coated, honey dripping.
You two could have met after a kinda hard time of your life, you were lacking a lot of trust in people in general and particularly in men.
But Seishu was so soft with you, so careful and fair-play that you ended up trusting him with your life, going around everywhere calling him your...
Your best friend.
Maybe he hadn't been perfectly fair-play into that last one... But he swears he had wanted to be your best friend, at a time.
It was just about how your hands moved around your face as you talked with excitement, about your teeth flashing and eyes sparkling with every smile you reserved only for him. It was about your scent lingering in his t-shirts after hours of hugging him from behind on night rides on his bike, the scent he never truly wanted to wash.
And soon, he started noticing his eagerness to have his hands lingering on you ( what was honestly foreign for Seishu), began feeling the need to find hidden meanings in the books you recommended him, and being even more protective toward you than usual.
Now Seishu would never disrespect you, or your will. If you wanted him as a best friend, then he would take what you had to give him. He would rather suffer that way than lose you at all, believe me, for someone who experienced loneliness, he would rather not go through your absence.
And so it goes, the play starts, he puts the mask, some make up on the ugly unwanted feelings, carries your shopping bags for you, helps you chose your outfit of the day, listen to all your stories about you how much of a loser your ex was, and kisses your cheek goodbye right before turning his back, dropping the mask, and untying his lacerated heart.
But deep inside, Seishu Inui is not as sugar coated as you think he is. Seishu Inui wished he was as innocent, honest with you as you thought he was, but he was not, and the first time you discovered it was...
-" You're my best friend, Sei. It's pouring outside, no need to argue, no bike. you're staying the night. "
It's too late now, you fell asleep, and he should've known, not even a king size bed could've prevented this from happening.
Your ( his) shirt was riding your hips, the covers sliding lower, the cold weather pushed you closer to his heat radiating body. A sigh escaped your lips, just as a beat escaped from his heart as you trapped his leg between your thighs, unconsciously laying your head on his arm.
Picture this, Seishu's blonde hair sprayed on your pillows, his flushed face, sleepy eyes, not moving an inch, frozen.
Or maybe just an inch, just to get into a more comfortable position-
But the friction his leg brought between your thighs had you knitting your eyebrows, a small gasp leaving your lips, something to awaken few things in Seishu.
As the respectful man he is, Seishu tries pushing your thighs away, but that only adds to that friction. And now he has you in your sleep, unconsciously rubbing yourself against him, he thinks he lost it.
Your t-shirts hangs on your waist now, Seishu hates the way his abdomen contracts seeing your bare lower half. And you're wearing nothing but your cute white panties, thus making him feel every move of your clit against his thigh.
He hates himself, and you would probably hate him too, but he swore he saw your eyelashes fluttering at some time, as you desperately chased more friction, and that convinced him to bounce his thigh harder against your clothed cunt.
-" Fuck... " He swears he's gonna stop, but he freezes the moment he hears a broken whisper.
-" Sei- ?"
Your interrogating eyes feel like a stab in the chest, Seishu would bend the knee, apologize until the end of the world, but-
But it seems your little dry humping made you unleash all of the restraints, you roll on your side and find yourself on top of him, legs on each side of his waist.
Seishu's just so pretty, mouth agape, the blue of his eyes is a meer ring around those pupils dilated from pleasure, you think he's gonna push you away. But some god must have been generous enough to give him that chance, he'd be damned to let it go. His hands find your bare hips.
-" You sure 'bout this ? " He hesitantly whispers, though his dick throbs crazy in his sweatpants, he would never neglect your needs. " Just a word, pretty girl. Just a word and I'm giving you all of my fucking love. "
From now on, Seishu solely believed that good things come to those who wait for it. Since after months and months of running from the shadow of his feelings for you, now his eyes were in bliss, swallowing every inch of you sinking on every inch of his hard cock.
Now now, Inui is a gentleman, a respectful, harmless guy.
But with your walls so tightly wrapped around him, he can't help but buckle his hips harder to meet your thrusts, can't help but grab your tits, kneading the flesh in his hands until he had you crying from pleasure and pain. Yes, Seishu is such a sweet guy, he solely believes this behavior is only what months of frustration have made of him.
And his best friend, Kokonoi had already told you once, though you didn't believed it " Seishu can be blunt sometimes ". Another thing you were yet to discover.
Those pretty lips that usually talked so nicely to you, those words that comforted you through your worst times seemed to get trapped behind the pleasure ravaging his lower half, because-
-" gotta slightest idea what you do to me ?" He thrusts his hips once again, circularly, giving particular attention to your clit. " How many times your slutty little skirts made my cock hard ?"
It drives him crazy, how your eyes widen innocently at his statement, meanwhile your pussy clenches in such a sultry around him. Intoxicating. You never knew you'd like those dirty words from the softest man you've known.
-" Pretty girl got me fucking my fist nearly every night. Shit- can feel you close, you like it dontcha ? My gorgeous baby, that's everything you truly ever wanted, right ? Having me fucking obsessed ? Pushing me to my damn limits ? Uh-"
But Seishu Inui is a dirty talker, behind closed doors, Seishu Inui is a hard groper, a carelessly harsh fucker, a sweet lover. Seishu Inui is the perfect mix.
Does anyone even remember who I am ?
Yeah I'm back, I guess ?
Hi everyone 🫶 Hope y'all doing fine and all, wassup ?
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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LINA IS BACK HELLO HEY HI
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Look who's here, my pretty baby !!! I didn't realized how much I missed you 'til now BUT GOD, I DO
How are you ? How life's going ? You fine ? Is everything fine ? Omgzklzlzkz
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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Lina pspsps
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Hi tiny ! I just opened Tumblr for the first time in WEEKS and noticed your note, hi babe, how you doing ? I'm missing you, sorry for not reaching out, i was like... Well you know, studies
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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You deserve a spa day
You deserve a kiss babe
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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I have been so absent and busy that i didn't even noticed WE REACHED 2000 FOLLOWERS !
OMG I'm so proud of all of us, a beautiful small family of unhinged horny people, i love all of you
SO, BACK TO BUSINESS NOW
What do y'all want to celebrate the milestone?
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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Bonne année ma belle Lina. Que 2023 te traite aussi bien que tu le mérites. ❤️❤️❤️
Bonne année ma belle, tu manques énormément 🖤 je souhaite que cette année t'apporte tout le bonheur qu'une personne aussi incroyable que toi mérite !
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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Lina!! Just wanted to wish you a wonderful new years eve and an amazing start into 2023! You deserve only good things and I hope they will happen to you! Nothing but kindness, love and respect!!
Thank you so much babe ! It means a lot to me, you're just as much of an incredible person, beautiful, inspiring, truly 🫶
Thank you again, i wish you a beautiful year where you're gonna be before anything else in peace with yourself, a lot of happiness and joy 🤍
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL OF MY BEAUTIFUL FOLLOWERS, I LOVE YOU 🖤 ( I'll be back soon )
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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                 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒑𝒂
Warning : explicit smut, age gap, sugar daddy/sugar baby dynamic, pet names, gun play in Yakuza Mikey’s part, dom!reader in some parts, the boys doing so well for you…
Summary : there’s a new app to find a sugar daddy, how about they find your profile?
Featuring: Ran Haitani, Wakasa Imaushi, Kokonoi Hajime, Sano Manjiro, Kakucho Hitto.
Let’s get started, shall we ?
𝑹𝒂𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒊 : (Bonten TL)
Afficher davantage
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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                 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒑𝒂
Warning : explicit smut, age gap, sugar daddy/sugar baby dynamic, pet names, gun play in Yakuza Mikey’s part, dom!reader in some parts, the boys doing so well for you…
Summary : there’s a new app to find a sugar daddy, how about they find your profile?
Featuring: Ran Haitani, Wakasa Imaushi, Kokonoi Hajime, Sano Manjiro, Kakucho Hitto.
Let’s get started, shall we ?
𝑹𝒂𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒊 : (Bonten TL)
Afficher davantage
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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                 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒑𝒂
Warning : explicit smut, age gap, sugar daddy/sugar baby dynamic, pet names, gun play in Yakuza Mikey's part, dom!reader in some parts, the boys doing so well for you...
Summary : there's a new app to find a sugar daddy, how about they find your profile?
Featuring: Ran Haitani, Wakasa Imaushi, Kokonoi Hajime, Sano Manjiro, Kakucho Hitto.
Let's get started, shall we ?
𝑹𝒂𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒊 : (Bonten TL)
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Ran was the first one to get the app, surprising, isn't it ?
He'd tried many of their sugar babies before, and he was quite satisfied with them. Well, they might be a little clingy when everything's over, but ladies tend to be that way with him.
And one day, your profile picture just popped. It has just been created, you were new, and young, student loans probably. Somehow, there was just something... endearing, about your innocent smiling face, a shot taken by your iphone camera rather than hiring a photographer to flatter all your angles, like everyone else.
-" Um, Hi ! " He couldn't help but curl a smile, the contrast between your virtuous face, and the devilish dress you were wearing had him already deep into it. " I'm here for the... sex? No- that's not what I mean ! " He raised his eyebrows seeing the heat rising to your face, so that dirty world didn't drained you of your colors yet ?
-"I'm here to offer... You know what ? I'm your sugar baby. "
Yes, there was just you, your doe-like eyes and your clumsiness, and suddenly, he was trapped in a pink haze, drowning in a gaze.
-" This way, just this way. Go 'head, you doing... Damn great, princess. " He praised, grip tightening around your hair whilst you bobbed your head up and down. That knot in his stomach, already tight, exploded when he shifted his eyes toward your flustered face.
-" Fucking look at you, taking daddy's cock like the best slut I've had. " He was a goner as soon as your teary, big eyes fluttered those wet eyelashes to look at him, and suddenly, he came with no warning, too quickly for the first time in ages, in bliss watching his white seeds leaking from your glossy lips.
What a pretty flower, so obedient, always ready to drop whatever plan you had for a call from him.
What a venomous snake hidden in.
Yes Ran liked to hold his pretty little thing in front of everyone, make his prey sit still and pretty on his lap.
-" Show 'em, baby. " His fingers digged deeper in your waist above him, surely talking about Rindou and Haru, sitting, wide-eyed, lusting in the booth across from yours. " Show 'em why I can't get ya outta my head. " His eyes were deep engrossed in the way your small hole sucked him in, head thrown back, Ran drove a cloud, letting go of the wheel for the first time and letting you take the lead.
But you couldn't care less, if he showed you off like a trophy in the night, you let him think he pulls the strings. Because in the morning, you wrap those around his neck, and he'd wake up suffocating in an empty cold bed.
-" no strings attached, your words. Daddy. " you tease from under his bigger body. His eyes fall on your naked chest, golden necklace of his name he bought for you. He knew you only wore it around him, but Ran liked the pain, the denial.
And for once, Ran lost the race. He didn't left the first, so he came second.
-" Such a whore..." His thrusts were relentless, and you think it's the third time you might cum, with him having you in a matting press. " Three different men, how come this pussy's even this fucking tight?"
And he heard you, under your moans, uttering something like " you never said I couldn't have another". And watched his smirk getting scarier, towering above you, his hand wrapped around your neck.
-" Aw, didn't I ? What a shame. " He cooed, lust and jealousy equally running in his blood. His pussy, his baby, how come would you even let some other loser taste that ?
- " Then watch me show you who owns this body. Let's see who'll dare touching Ran Haitani's bitch, 'kay baby ? "
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𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒊𝒓𝒐 (Yakuza tl) :
C'mon, it's Mikey we're talking about. He's not particularly fond of sex anyway. He is the man without a shadow, no one knows for sure is he an actual person, or just another name behind a smoking gun.
It's his Yakuza era, Mikey pulls the strings of his mafia behind super boarded up doors, only Kisaki knows the keys of.
So when Kisaki stumbles on your profile on a random day, he thinks he got the perfect gift to unwind his terrorizing boss.
You felt like a little knight in front of a thorned kingdom, standing in front of the sitting Yakuza boss, in your white lingerie. His dark hues bored into your body absentmindedly, another pretty face, another empty face.
Then the cute little knight is grazing her fingers over the thorns, and you're kissing him with your hands cupping his cheeks as passionately as if you've known him since years. And he thinks you taste sweet, and now he's really into it, hands around your waist.
And now you're ready to sink his intimidating length inside you, he doesn't even know why, but he lets you take his hands in yours, intertwine your fingers together as he fills you up, and his head's empty.
Just your small hands in his big ones, just the bulge in your tummy from him, your head in his neck and your tears he could feel.
Dizzying, indeed.
He watched you, that night, sleeping with your arms around him. Why were you so touchy? Didn't they warned you, outside that room, to leave as soon as you're done ? But most importantly, why was he allowing this ? Why were you even breathing again, your hair tickling his chest ?
And when the morning came, he watched you getting ready to leave, just like anyone else.
And there he was, frozen by the kitchen, staring as you fought with the pancakes you were trying so desperately to not burn.
-" Sit down, it's almost ready. "
Just who did you think you are, giving orders ? And as if you felt the need to ask something, you flashed a glow dripping smile over your shoulder, and just for a second, he sees mornings,confort, Emma, breakfasts, family, home.
Not bad, he thinks, munching on the pastry. But Mikey's a man of few words, and he gets slightly frustrated by your expectant shiny eyes on him. Intimidating, he doesn't even dare to think it through, but you're the slightest bit overwhelming, intimidating.
-" Overcooked. " He throws the word as a stone at you, expecting you to bleed but not to laugh, moving to sit on his lap. For a second he's at a loss of words, while you lean to lick the cream on the corner of his lips.
-" Well I'm not paid to cook, but to fuck " you shrug, Mikey thinks... He doesn't even think anymore. Ethereal, the noiselessness in his mess of a mind is deafening, so much that he can't overcome it.
Well, Kisaki isn't that surprised, few days after when his boss asks to see you again, considering how good your ratings were. What's surprising is that, he actually asks for you, by your own name.
-" Daddy, wanna cum " you're out of breath, sprayed for him on the bed, with the strong body of that Yakuza boss above you.
-" Then fucking do it. " Another roll of his tongue around your clit had your thighs shaking, he honestly doesn't know since when he turned into a giver, probably at the threshold of your holy entrance.
-" Lemme taste how sweet your lil pussy can be f'me ".
Things constantly change, time flies, but if there's a constant, it's your smile whenever you see him, it's the warmth of you above him in your sleep, it's the spark of worry he spots in your gaze everytime he's out for his shady activities. Not fear from him, but for him.
He swears it's not obsession, only tiptoeing on its edges, maybe. The way you digged yourself a small grave in his dead wastelands.
-" Manjiro..." Your eyes are filled with tears, his wicked demons like that. Pinning you to the wall, his tip kissing your cervix since so long, and it's not moving, just like the gun he's pressing right above your heart.
-" Did i ever gave you the permission to do that, love ?" He likes the way he could feel your pulse going insane under his lips grazing your neck. " Hm ? Did I said you could have other customers?"
Your eyes peer at the phone on the nightstand, you swear you just forgot to delete your subscription to that damn app, again and again. And now you're shaking under him, his gun pressed harder against your chest, his kisses even more passionate, the roll of his hips dizzying.
-" I'm gonna delete it... Now, I promise, 'Jiro, promise " you cry, clinging on his neck. " Just move, please, please, make me cum ".
And it's over devilish, the way the corner of his lips raise darkly, he shrugs.
-" If that's what my bitch wants... would never force you anyway".
He lies, dropping the gun as if it never existed.
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𝑲𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒐 𝑯𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒐 : (Bonten TL)
Kakucho liked Ran. Ran was like an older brother for him, and he knew how much that one respected him.
Maybe the only thing he could ever blame him for, was how extra he was.
Antics like, offering him a subscription for a " sugar baby " app for his birthday.
Ran was standing next to the pretty girl, younger than both of them, obviously. And Kakucho thought about refusing his friend's offer, although the girl was undeniably beautiful, he was nowhere near into those kinks.
-" Just let go man " Ran suddenly tapped his back, making him startle. " Go 'head, princess " he as well pushed you against Kakucho's torso. " Get ma man's dick wet ".
See ?extra...
But if Kakucho could say anything, he would probably talk about how cute you were, with that heat rising to your cheeks.
After the awkward uncle Sam ( aka Ran) left both of you alone, you've been finally able to find back your words. Kakucho seemed dry on his edges, but he actually just needed some few laughter from you to relax, taking part in the conversation.
At some point, it was always about inches. Just one more, just a little more. Between your two faces, your hands brushing against each other, pair of eyes locking, time stops, blurs, and suddenly you're in his lap, sharing breath.
-" Just lemme do it" you whispered against his cheeks, he found it funny, your smaller hands trying to pin his bigger ones above his head.
And you kissed, oh god you kissed, as if you had loved him a thousand lifetimes ago. Kakucho's breath hitched like a teenager, as you kissed every inch of his face, every scar, and your mouth fell around his pectorals.
-" Shit, keep rubbing on my cock, angel " he grunt from under you, trying desperately just not to pin you down on the bed and fuck you relentlessly.
Sun rises, nights turned into lazy mornings, and those ones left place to movie nights, to breakfasts and cuddles, he liked for your laughter to fill his big for nothing house.
Now, Kakucho knows it's probably just a role you're playing, for the pretty dresses he'd leave for you on his bed, for the dinners in fancy restaurants, and for your loans that left by the window as soon as he stepped in your life.
But he also knew your whispered "pretty boy" while kissing every flaw of him, he knew the erratic heart beats of yours when his head would lay on your chest.
And everytime he promises he's not falling.
Tearing his eyes away from your ravishing sight, twisting in your bedsheets, standing next to you with a hand in your hair. He swears it's the last time. It's all about money, all about sex.
But the sun sets, and in his living room, you'd be glowing incandescent. A heart robbing smile.
-" missed you daddy " you'd greet, standing up, eyes making love to him before your lips even could.
He's not gonna fall, " it would be fucked up to fall", he tells himself.
Then you're grabbing his calloused hand in yours, intertwining your fingers together, and he finds himself staring at both your hands, fire rising in his guts as you drag him toward the bedroom. You fail to hear him mutter.
-"... I'm fucked up... "
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𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒊 𝑯𝒂𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒆 : ( Bonten TL)
At some point, Kokonoi think he hadn't known anything else than those sugar daddy/sugar baby relationships.
He considered his time too precious to lose on building a strong, healthy relationship. Those things take time, and that he had not.
Now sure he would sometimes think about something... More true, something not hanging on his black card. But years pass by,paperwork piles up on his desk, and finding true love is just... Something for another day.
Kokonoi watches with amusement your eyes widening, he thinks it is somehow cute that your face was so easy to read. The room was bigger than any place you have ever been, the ladies and gentlemen wore dresses and suits you've only seen in the most marvellous fairytales.
And he thinks, by the way, you should not even be amazed by that, considering how the dress he brought you makes you look, considering what you make his body feel.
Somehow, everyone either smiled or bowed at you, some kind of respect you never thought would be directed toward you. Important figures and influencing men and women surrounded you from everywhere, the ballroom giving the impression of a whole royalty around you restricted your breath.
-" I don't think... I don't belong here " your eyes found his in a panicked expression, your new customer tightened his arm around your waist, leaning slightly toward you to brush his lips against your ear.
-" it's part of the deal, princess. You need some money, and i need something pretty on my arm for the night " he flashes a grin that, along with his words, makes your eye color deepen. Something pretty to show off... His words manage to drown your previous anxiety under a raging fire.
Right, if that's what he wants.
And he must admit, you behaved pretty well that night. Politely greeting everyone coming toward you two, throwing stunning smiles and laughing at unfunny jokes. For a first time, he was proud you did it like a boss.
Just as he was thinking you were taking too long in the restroom, his phone rang with the sound of a text he just received. He excused himself toward some business partners and as soon as he opened the said text, his hand froze on the phone.
His eyes silently stared at your right arm, holding your naked tits while the left one held the phone. The way the nude was taken was almost artistic, he almost wouldn't have recognized the backseat of his Aston Martin. Damn, he didn't even felt your hand in his pocket stealing his keys.
As much as he tried to ignore that blaze taking place in his lower abs, he could not ignore the next texts coming again and again. Your thighs, your lips, then your pussy spread on his backseat, as if the glistening was calling for him.
- " Just... Fuck, keep doing this, need this. Need this so fucking much... "
He was a moaning mess on the driver's seat, silver strands falling around his handsome, thrown back face whilst his hand was buried deep in your hair.
Your eyes never left his once, as you were taking his length even deeper. And honestly he wondered how you still didn't choked around him, but everytime your tongue rolls over his tip, purposely hollowing your cheeks, this man loses a new spark of sanity.
With a loud pop, you let go of his shaft and he was about to complain, yet his eyes fell on your pretty face, glossy wet lips and teary doe eyes, he's left speechless for the first time.
-" What a shame, the classy, sassy Kokonoi Hajime, doing such a thing in his car... "
Honey coated voice dripping poisoned proses, he was mesmerized by the fierce look on your eyes, and soon breathed a heavy grunt when you took his dick in your smaller hands.
-" what would these aristocrats say if they saw you... Hm ? " You asked, making him buckle his hips in your hands when your thumb ran over his tip.
-" Stop the tease or I fucking swear-"
-" If they saw your pretty thing sucking you like a damn cock slut ?"
Pathetic, it felt so bad to feel so good.
-" love, for fuck's sake... "
Your dirty sinful words wrapped in a kiss on his tip almost brought him to his peak. Koko knows you're enjoying it, having the big, infamous Hajime Kokonoi panting between your hands, so messy, almost pathetic... A whining man.
-" Go ahead, tell me what you need. Daddy, tell your good girl what you want her to do with your pretty cock "
On your knees for him, you rest your chin on his naked thigh, giving a loving stare that he sincerely hopes won't be engraved in the thin walls of his mind for a whole lifetime.
And as Koko watches you, the beautiful stranger that got a man as important as him playing Russian roulette with his reputation, risking getting caught in such a position anytime-
He thinks he might need to call you back.
His hand tightens around your hair, bringing your mouth closer to his tip.
-" Then show daddy how fucking good you can really take dick".
He thinks the other day might have finally came.
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𝑾𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒂 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊 : (OG timeline)
Why would he even need such an app ? He has ladies, come on-
-" Don't go crying o'mme now, you were begging for my dick, better take it like a bitch".
Or maybe he does ?
His sharp edges might appear mysterious, appealing, yet the girls he "dated " always seemed to somehow end up offended by his rough, careless manners.
And he truly thinks Takeomi's idea is pathetic, why would he need such an app ? And dating younger girls, in addition, he knows he's so gonna wreck them...
-" Hi, are you Wakasa-kun ?"
Leaning on the doorframe, he throws away his cigarette, judgmental stare on you. You do fail to notice the interest sparkling there.
Frail, cheerful, goody-goody look, it's gonna be funny watching that one run away scared, he thinks.
-" am I scaring you, angel ?" His deep voice asks, followed by the sound of the ties he wrapped around your wrists all to the bedframe. Something in his chest lights up at the sight of your little smile while you shake your head from left to right. Wakasa realizes there, he truly wants you, your hesitant moves but constant eyes, your trembling lips and confident smile, your hell of a curves and angelic face, standing on the threshold of hell, ready to dance with the devil.
Swimming in an ocean of lust, drowning almost, though he was the one riding, Wakasa threw his head back, breathless.
-" Fuck, now you clenchin' so damn tight on me... Think i'm obsessed with this pussy. You good baby ? You with me ?"
He could think the rough pace his hips set up would've sent you to overdrive, he could think the ties leaving red marks on your wrists, or the bruising grip of his hands around your waist would've scared you away, but-
-" 'm so close... Don't you stop, daddy, give it to me, I... I need it !"
His pupils in the dark dilated, biting his lip, Waka' grabbed your hair to pull your face up, closer to his, roughly claiming your lips until he needs to inhale.
-" You sure 'bout that, princess ? Want me to go all in ? To dick you dumb on my cock ? " He teases, rolling his hips to give you some friction. He didn't miss how tightly you pull on your ties, desperately chasing more, leaking on him, a low chuckle leaves his pretty lips. " So messy... Such a good slut, where have you been all this fuckin' time ?"
Now that he knows someone down there would take him raw, that someone wants his unhinged side, he truly goes all in.
Wakasa gives you his deepest thrusts, his meanest words, most passionate kisses, and have you squirming and tightening around his length until you're coming undone with him, both collapsing on each other, panting, absent mindedly staring at each other's soul.
You don't know what's next, and he doesn't remember the last time he did it, yet after undoing your ties, his calloused fingers fly to your sweaty forehead, brushing your hair locks away from your eyes.
-" lemme keep looking at this pretty face" he whispers against your lips, pressing his body to yours and sighing.
Yes, Wakasa Imaushi is what you could call a freak. But once the monster finds someone to share his nights with, he also shares his morning glory...
You gasp, feeling yourself being lifted from the bed into his strong toned arms. Wakasa holds you in, princess-like while taking the bathroom's direction, you stare at him, questioning.
-" What's in it for you ?" You tilted your head to the side questioningly after he gently-almost too gently for Wakasa Imaushi- placed your body in the bathtub and started running some warm water for you.
-" Hm ?" He feigns ignorance, eyes focused on something else.
-" I mean, I'm payed for this. You paid me, you don't have to do any of this, customers usually don't-"
And suddenly, you can't talk anymore, your face being cupped in his big hand, you look at him surprised, big eyes into his as he's smirking, leaning toward you.
-" Shhh, I know, i know, princess. " His finger gently rubs your lower lip, lavender gaze trailing on them before coming back to your eyes, a serious expression on his face. " But you did so good to me, lemme make it right, yeah ? Daddy's gonna heal your bruises ".
That night, and another, and a thousand other butterflies in your tummy, you discover, and Wakasa too, that a freak, a mean dom, such an unhinged monster can with the kiss of his princess turn into a king, an aftercare king.
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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Also ( I talk a lot today ) but I have a smut idea for a tr boy and I can't find the right character to do it :(
If anyone wants to you're free to pop in my dm so I tell you my idea and you tell me which character would fit better, Thanks !
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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Don't get me wrong, I still LOVE writing about Tokyo rev, and I'll always keep writing about them
But, lately I feel like I need to start writing about other fandoms, like, idk I wanna explore something new, new characters etc
What would you recommend me, dear sweet followers ?
Haikyu ?
Chainsaw man ?
Genshin ?
Thanks for again listening to my crap
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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:0 I love the new theme darling!!
Awww thanks babe 🥹 tbh I don't even remember taking the picture, I was high as hell during my bday lol
How are you ? It's been a while !
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mikeysbabygirl · 1 year
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𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎
Ran Haitani x fem! Reader
Synopsis : read this, and Ran Haitani will pop in your room at 2.am.
No but seriously, what'd you do if Ran came in your real life ?
Notes : please all of you wish a happy birthday to my bestie @azalea-strum
Sorry babe, was planning to post this yesterday on midnight buuut been busy ( also don't expect a huge thing, this is just crack )
-" At least there's something nice about this night " you sighed, burying your frozen hands in your pockets. Your numbness was temporarily stolen by the flickering, quick but grand light of the shooting star you've been lucky enough to witness in the night sky.
It was past midnight, usually you wouldn't stay this late at the bar, yet your friend insisted on wishing you a happy birthday at exactly midnight, which wasn't that bad itself since the roads were not that empty.
And well, it was a kind of compensation to you, knowing you would be alone on your birthday. Sad to say you wouldn't be able to see your friends and family until the weekend...
-" finally... " Your feet were sore as your apartment welcomed you in a warm hug. Your shoes quickly found their spot, along with your bag and coat, and to say that you could hear your shower calling for you would be an understatement.
Unbothered by the barely noticeable sounds your cat was making, you headed toward your bathroom, clothes had barely any time to hit the ground before you hopped in the shower.
The almost-boiling aura massaged your soreness, whilst the droplets washed away your daily worries. The weight of whatever had the day brought got carried away by the fog that collected on the walls, floating on a cloud, oblivious to everything outside.
Twenty minutes and lighter shoulders later, a white towel wore your soaked skin, your path painted with the traces of your wet hair on the floor behind you. Your bedroom was as always the loyal warm cocoon and you were craving your bed like a thirsty man craved his water. You didn't even dared to open the lights, knowing by heart the way to your closet looking for a t-shirt for the night.
Was it the fact that you were wearing nothing but a towel that made the room suddenly feel colder than before ?
Well, it was not cold, but rather goosebumps caressing the skin of your back and the back of your neck that had you checking what's behind you twice.
Like a deafened unfamiliar voice whispering words in some language your mind could not comprehend but your heart knew was bad news.
Too deep engulfed in your own paranoia, you didn't noticed the lightening in the sky until the thunder followed, stealing a few heart beats from you as well as a desperate sigh when you realized you scared yourself alone.
Your home never felt this... Disturbing. As if the dark around you sheltered unwelcomed peekers, your hands tightened around your towel, now you hesitated even more to drop it and wear your pajamas.
Just to sleep in peace, you promised yourself, bending slightly to look under your bed. Milliseconds never felt so long, a silent screamer echoing in your head during the whole act until the light outside finally allowed you to unsure there was a huge nothing under your bed.
A sigh left your lips, it was only your imagination. You relaxed.
-" Oh love, the real monsters don't belong under your bed. "
It took your mind some seconds to realize, there was a voice that just talked.
Yet your body needed no break, your blood froze at the first decibel breaking the macabre silence. Those goosebumps previously assaulting your back invaded your shoulders, arms, your eyes widened at the contrast of a warm huff of air against your ear, until that voice echoed again, closer this time, even deeper this time.
-" I'm afraid the only monster here craves your bed. "
Your stuttering heart beats, sweaty hands started drawing the shock's frame, and when the numbing fear stopped paralyzing your body, you hurried to turn around, letting the moonlight enlighten the face of the intruder.
Deep inside you believed you never should've done that.
-" I... What the fuck ?"
If you could, your hand would've reached to pinch yourself long time ago, waking yourself up from any dream because what you were seeing in no way could belong to reality.
-" such a dirty mouth... Wonder what other dirty stuff i can get these lips to do though. "
The smirk on his lips widened noticing the remnants of the awe on your face. You were staying there, arms wrapped around your body, shivering to the spine in front of him.
He was so casually, cruelly bewitching. Classic white shirt with the first buttons slightly open, necktie undone around his throat, a purple hair lock stood between your two faces, Ran Haitani's lavender eyes staring right at your soul with a contemptuous smirk.
Ran Haitani, no one but the real, manga character. You swore two shots of tequila weren't as strong as this. And as long as you tried to remember, you had no idea when that dream started.
Gagging on words, stuttering on heart beats and stumbling on thoughts, nothing could leave the barrier of your lips beside a gasp when your hand reaches for his jaw touching, realizing you could actually feel his skin.
-" This... Can't be real. You can't be... real "
Ran's smile didn't faltered once, flashing his perfect teeth, he grabbed your hand preventing you from taking it away, awakening another set of goosebumps on your skin by the way, and guided your trembling fingers toward his left pectoral.
-" feel this, angel ? "
You're in awe, standing there, feeling the flutter in his chest.
-" feel how special you are, making a Haitani's heart beat like crazy ? And i believe I do no less to you. "
Still deep down into an ocean of denial, you clung into your only lifeline, to play pretend.
And what If all of it was a dream? Wouldn't it still be nice to live it?
No matter what was it, or who set that whole masquerade, but they must be no less than a genius. Everything was pristine, you had to admit. His hair, his eyes, his features, even his voice and fragrance invading your nostrils was exactly what you had always imagined, his attitude, moreover, that insufferable, contemptuous smile...
-" you don't. " You uttered, slightly breathless, holding your towel tighter.
From where did that defiance came? Long story short it all disappeared as soon as he made one single step toward you, wrapping you in his almighty shadow.
And just as you had always imagined, he breaths charisma, imposes respect, he is in all the ways possible, a handsome, freaking scary gentleman.
-" Is it now ?" A scoff could be heard in his tone. " I would've sworn you've read like a hundred fictions about me. "
Yeah, that definitely was a dream.
Yet, your cheeks heated as a summer morning, carefully watching Ran Haitani's hands flirting with your hips, ghosting over your towel.
-" i believe most of your nights were spent fantasizing about me just fucking you, isn't it ?"
-" That's untrue. " You dared to lie, almost bumping your nose against his to which he answered by a cocky smile and a crooked eyebrow.
As more of your rationalism held on to you, your heart missed a beat when Ran's hand pushed your hips suddenly. Having you thus, sprayed on your bed, leaning on your elbows, Ran liked to think you were the prettiest prey.
His shape towered above you, covered you almost fully when he leaned over you, brushing of his lavender gaze your almost exposed body under your unique towel.
And the way his eyes lowered, shifted toward your bare thighs, glided to your eyes so swiftly was the sweetest way to strip you off your soul.
-" yeah ? Gotta tell me you've never rubbed these pretty thighs about something I could've said ?"
In from the fear, seemed like something new was burning throughout the great war he ignited in you. His calloused hand found your soft thigh's skin, staining the delicate clover with the invisible forever crimson engraved on his fingertips, insidiously pushing away the towel to reveal more of your skin to his craving eyes.
-" What you doing ?" The tremors in your voice were one of his first victories, he knew he had you, on fingertips reach, since you weren't doing anything to stop his hand sliding dangerously upper.
-" Watching you. " He simply said, comfortably sinking a knee on your left side of the bed, his chest nearly hugging yours.
Ran Haitani above you, and all your soldiers were suddenly stumbling down, in your battles no real vow of winning was perceived, just as if that one touching you so intimately wasn't a perfect stranger from a whole different universe.
-" Admiring just how pretty my doll looks when she thinks she's luring me."
Yes, his perfume was exactly how you imagined. You closed your eyes as his hand now sat not so innocently on your unclothed mons pubis, thumb running circled on the skin, making your breath hitch.
-" Look how soft you are... My princess's just begging to be touched. M'princess just begging to be fucked. "
Or maybe wasn't he such a perfect stranger, was he now ?
Opening your eyes after that was like waking up from the dream, his lavender gaze suddenly looked like you've forever stared into those alluring hues, his toned arms on each side of your body felt like the cocoon you've always yearned to, and just as if he could read that mind of yours like the easiest map on his desk, Ran's lips came closer to your ear, unbeknownst to you slightly dragging the dowel down from your chest.
-" ain't ya, love ? Craving daddy's cock to be inside you ? Whispering about how good your lil pussy feels, like in those chapters you secretly read ?"
Maybe was it the late hour ? Were you drunk on his intoxicating beauty under the moonlight ? High on his fragrance ? His lips insidiously kissing your jaw now ? One of these had you slightly pressing yourself against him, making him understand just how bad you needed that.
At that time, it didn't matter. Was it a dream ? A fantasie ? Were you just insanely drunk and asleep on some bar's counter ?
All those matters vanished in his lavender haze, all of you swallowed in his entire being, realer than ever. And that was what truly mattered.
-" You gotta tell me... " His whispers washed over your body as crashing ocean waves in your usually dead calm shores, Ran's thumb traced a vertical line toward your clit, stealing the breath away from your lungs. " Need your words, baby. Needa know if you gonna lemme taste the birthday girl "
A groan left now his mouth, his erection against your thigh prominent, truly said never have you ever felt so desired than now, your reflection on Ran's eyes, the fire burning in his guts to devour you, that man knew how to make a woman feel wanted.
-" Shit, this pussy's dripping, bet it's so fucking pretty down there, can I see ?"
The path of that shooting star shone through a blur, a questionable god's offer, a gift or a curse, but one thing was for sure.
All of that could be a dream, you could wake up the next morning with your towel still perfectly placed around your body and cold, perfectly done bed sheets.
Or you could wake up in his strong arms, holding you like there was no tomorrow, his hair slightly tickling your neck with his morning hard on pressed to your back, his deep voice whispering sweet nothings to your ear.
Yes, the path was blurry, but at the end of the day, you couldn't care less.
You leaned in his touch, bringing your lips closer to his, diving deeper in that same lavender haze you've so unconsciously craved.
-" Lemme show my pretty girl how good can daddy love her".
That was so cringe ngl, i had this idea since like last august but i only had the time to write it today, so it's rushed and shitty
Happy birthday baby anyway, I'm super glad and grateful for the day i met you my older sis @azalea-strum
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