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GIVING THE TOKREV CHARACTERS FLOWERS

includes: ran, rindou, kazutora, hanma, inui, kokonoi, chifuyu, mitsuya, sanzu, naoto

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HAITANI RAN

“Stop looking at me like that,” you frown, “just close your eyes.”

And Ran knows he should be good and listen. But there’s something so amusing about doing the opposite of what you want, and before he knows it, he’s peering into your face with a lazy smirk.

“Aw, c’mon. I know you want me, (Y/N). There’s no need to be so ashamed.”

A warning look flashes across your face.

Ran sighs. He backs up, lanky posture surely making his movements all the more comical, with his hands held in easy surrender. “Alright, alright.” He makes a show of closing his eyes, although there’s a thin sliver of light he lets breach past his lashes. “There. Happy?”

Apparently not.

He laughs as you press his eyelids shut yourself.

So cute.

He leans into your touch, intuitively chasing your wrist to press light kisses to your skin. “Hurry up, baby. You, of all people, know I don’t like being kept waiting.”

“So impatient,” you sigh, brushing a wisp of lavender hair from his forehead. “Hold out your hands.”

It can’t hurt to push a little more, can it?

“It’s not my hand that needs attention,” Ran tries, only for you to scold him.

“You’re so annoying, Haitani.”

Despite your irritated facade, Ran hears the affection behind your voice. Hears the playful lilt behind “Haitani”, feels the gentle way you uncurl his fingers from his palm. Feels the kiss you press to his cheek (which, from his long-exposure to hook-up culture should mean nothing) warms his heart–embarrassingly, so.

“There. You can look now.”

What’s so special about this gift that his eyes need to be closed? He starts to grin slyly, only to blink at the roses in his hand.

“You got me flowers?”

“Nice observation, asshole.”

Ran looks up to see you grinning, nearly bubbling over with excitement. “Like them?”

Not only are you cute; you’re also a thief. Ran tries demanding his air back, tries summoning the words that come so easily, but he’s left standing in front of you with stunned eyes and a flush carefully creeping up his cheeks.

“You really love me, don’t you?” He tries, scraping at old pick-up lines to save his skin.

“Silly. I’ve always loved you, Ran.”

His mouth parts. You’ve … never said it back before.

He slings an arm over his face, embarrassed at the vulnerability overshadowing his silvertongue.

“Don’t,” he mumbles, only to feel your hands tugging at his. “Told you already. I’m no good for you.”

“Don’t hide.” The lilt in your voice nearly resembles his. “Want to see your pretty face, Ran.”

That does it. He scowls. “You’re so dead.”

“Only if you catch me, first!”

HAITANI RINDOU

“For you!”

Rindou stares at the flowers in your hands. He feels the exact moment that giddy, i'm-on-top-of-the-world dopamine boost from teasing you drains away, leaving him speechless.

Leaves him floored into something else entirely, something he just can’t place his finger on.

He blinks slowly, eyes traveling from the wildflowers to the expression across your face.

“For me?” And ugh. He doesn’t mean for his voice to sound so quiet.

Guilt wraps its hands around his throat and squeezes hard. He kicks himself internally.

Because he hates the way your outstretched hand starts trembling, and he knows it’s all from the silence stretching tendrils in spaces everywhere between the two of you.

At your careful nod, Rindou feels his heart soften.

You got flowers for him? Someone like him?

It’s something so sweet–unexpectedly so. He doesn’t know how to react.

Ran never taught him anything like this, but he wracks his mind for knowledge anyso: how to respond when the person you love gets you flowers?

Don’t mess up, don’t mess up, don’t mess up.

He’s taking too long. And then, in that same quiet voice: “Did you pick them?”

“Yeah,” you whisper, eyes downcast. “I wasn’t sure if you liked flowers. Really, Rin, it’s okay if you don’t–”

“I want them.”

The certainty in his voice surprises him. It’s funny–the thought of you taking those flowers away irks him more than not knowing what to do.

He steps closer, hand gently cradling your neck as he presses you into his chest, his chin resting atop your head. “They’re purple.”

“I thought of you because they’re your–”

“–favorite color,” Rindou finishes. The realization makes him sigh. “You.” He rubs gentle circles into your skin. “You’re gonna be the end of me.”

As you clutch the lapels of his suit and lean closer to his chest, Rindou wraps his arms around your waist. He presses a kiss to your hairline. “Thank you,” he whispers. “I love them.”

“Really?”

“Really. I think,” he murmurs, suddenly shy, “I think I’ll show them off at work. Show everyone how lucky I am. Think they’ll look nice next to my window?”

The happiness radiating from you at his words makes his face scrunch. You’re turning him soft, aren’t you? Strangely, he doesn’t seem to mind.

HANEMIYA KAZUTORA

“People buy each other flowers?” Kazutora mumbles, shoving his hands in his pockets. “I don’t think so. Might just be something in the movies.”

Out the corner of his eye, he watches you furrow your brow.

“Really? You’ve never seen couples give each other flowers?” You tilt your head. “You know, like tokens of affection?”

“Nope.” Kazutora hopes this conversation ends soon. An itchy sort-of-feeling begins consuming him–you’re about to drop something over his eyes, he just knows it. “None of my friends got any game.”

“Your parents?”

Ah. There it is.

Kazutora looks to the side, darkly. “My father doesn’t deserve flowers.” And then, under his breath, “especially not from my mother.”

He shrugs, turning to you casually. “What about you? People get you any flowers?”

The sad expression on your face makes him wince. Half-of-him wants to reach out and take your hands: apologize, get on his knees for forgiveness, convince you there’s nothing to be upset about.

The other-half … he won’t speak it out loud.

“Once or twice,” you say, quietly, “but let’s not talk about it anymore.”

And he doesn’t. You don’t.

Not until now.

Kazutora wonders why the voice calling him now sounds so familiar. Nostalgia, huh?

The way you tumble out the car to rush toward him feels strangely cliche. But he doesn’t mind. Not really. Not when he melts into your arms after years of no-contact. Not when he breathes in and you smell just like he remembers–but better, he thinks–“your shampoo,” he murmurs, into your hair, “it smells nice.”

What are you … what are you doing here? He doesn’t want to let you go.

Your laughter in his ears sounds heavenly. “I remember you liked it. I went down memory lane trying to remember what brand it was.”

Kazutora’s eyes widen. “You did that, for me?”

“Of course, I did. You mean a lot to me.” With that, you gently press a handful of yellow tulips into his hands. “These are for you.”

Kaztuora looks at the flowers in stunned stupor. “What?” The words feel slow to form. He’s buffering, literally. Just glances at you in shock, hoping you can somehow tell what he’s feeling. Lucky for him, he thinks you do.

“I don’t know if you remember,” you start, “but we talked about flowers when we were kids.” Your face softens. “So, I wanted to get you some.”

Is that look … is it because of him?

He feels his eyes watering, feels his lips trembling. He hugs you tighter, burying his head in your shoulder.

“I missed you,” he blurts out, like it’s the only thing he can say. “I really … missed you. You know that, right?”

The fond smile tugging at your mouth makes his heart warm. Everything feels softer, in your arms. God. He missed this.

HANMA SHUJI

“What’s this?” Hanma teases, towering over you. “Some fucker got you flowers?”

He doesn’t wait for a response, only snatches them out your grasp to examine them closer. And he won’t admit it, would never, but the very thought of someone sweeping you off your feet fills him with absolute disgust.

“You like this sort of stuff?” He turns to you, curious. “I’d treat you right, sweetheart. Get you flowers like this every day. Give me a chance, how ‘bout it?”

Why are you sighing, now?

You step on his foot, hard. “Shuji.”

“I like that. ‘Shuji’. Sounds nice coming from you. Say it again.”

“You’re such an ass. I wanted to give those to you myself.”

Hanma stares at you, stunned. He isn’t fast enough to catch himself, not nearly, but he quickly eases a charming smile out his lips. “Can’t ever assume things with you, huh?” He grins, nudging your chin up. “I like it. You’re mine, now.”

“Nope.”

Hanma’s pleased to see the same wicked expression reflected right at him.

“I would be,” you continue, “but you stole those flowers from me.”

“So? You wanna teach me manners, now?”

“So, you’re mine.”

Oh … he gets it now. You’re tricky.

Hanma chuckles, then throws his head back in laughter. He regards you with an appraising look.

“Alright,” he says, softly, dangerously, running his thumb against your bottom lip. “I could get used to it.” His grip against your chin wanders down to your neck. “You really won’t be mine?”

“No,” you repeat, and Hanma thinks you’re much too pleased with yourself, “this is more fun.”

“Okay, I’ll play along.” His hand tightens; a mischievous warning. “I’m yours … for now.”

INUI SEISHU

Inui wakes to flowers tickling his cheek. A subtle hint of blue in his vision. He blinks to a bouquet resting atop your nightstand, still fresh and wrapped in plastic.

He frowns. It wasn’t there the night before; he’s sure of it.

“(Y/N)?” He walks into your kitchen, gingerly holding the flowers.

Lilacs, he thinks. Pretty like you. One second; he’s fine. In fact, you should vase them. They might start to wilt.

But … when did you have the time to get these? He isn’t sure. He knows, for a fact, you fell asleep first last night. And normally, you don’t wake much earlier than eight.

His eyes fall to the tag. Times New Roman font. I love you.

It’s 8:15.

Uneasiness creeps into him and stabs everywhere it touches. Someone else bought these for you. Who got you these?

Kitchen-sounds and something warm sizzling on the stove.

A cold feeling sinks its way through his bones. As soon as he meets your gaze, Inui feels the heaviness, all at once. It starts like pendulum swinging. Emotion off; smile forced; breath held.

“Hey, who’s this from?”

Your gaze alternates between the flowers and him with perplexion. “Me?”

Inui follows your gaze, glancing down at the bouquet. He can’t stop the hurt wincing across his features. Not heartless enough, he thinks. “You got yourself a bouquet that says, ‘I love you’?”

If possible, the look upon your face turns even more confused. “What?” Your eyes sweep across his face.

You don’t look like you’re lying.

All at once, your lips pursue in realization. You’re setting things aside, quickly rushing toward him to cup his face in your palms.

Despite it all, Inui melts into your hold. Your skin feels so soft against his.

“Oh no, Shu. I got them for you.”

Oh. The tension hollows from his shoulders like reverberation from a plucked violin string.

He looks down at the bouquet again, then at your genuine expression. Guilt fills all spaces until it’s the only thing he can think of. Only thing he can feel.

“I’m so sorry,” he mumbles. “I thought.” He can’t bring himself to finish.

How could he think something so awful? You’re not Koko. He needs to get it through his head.

“No,” you interrupt, gently brushing a lock of hair behind his ear, “don’t apologize.” The sincere look in your eyes makes him weak in the knees. “I should’ve added your name.”

Your arms wrap around his waist. “Seishu, look at me.”

He obliges, lip wobbling despite his attempts to smile.

“There’s only you. I promise.”

“I don’t want you to think I don’t trust you,” he whispers. “I do. I just. I just–”

“It’s easy to feel like you’re the wrong person?”

How do you know that?

You're already resting your hand against his neck, a gentle nudge to guide his head to the crook of your shoulder. You press a kiss to his temple. “Love you, Seishu. Love you so much.”

KOKONOI HAJIME

“You weren’t supposed to buy me flowers,” Kokonoi scolds, fussing with the scarf around your neck. “I already told you not to empty your wallet on me. Don’t you listen?”

The laugh from your lips sounds heavenly. You wrap your arms around his waist with a beam. “Don’t worry, Koko. I stole them.”

If possible, Kokonoi thinks his eyes might pop out their sockets. “You what?” He sighs, affectionately smushing your cheeks together with his palms. “Tell me why you decided to go and do something so stupid.”

You laugh gleefully. “I just borrowed them from my neighbor. They steal tangerines from me all the time, so I thought I’d return the favor. That’s all.”

Kokonoi can’t deny the smirk spreading across his lips. He shakes his head, lightly swatting the flowers against your face. “And what am I supposed to do with stolen goods? You got collateral for me?” He presses a kiss to the spot in between your eyes. “What if those neighbors hunt me down and demand them back? What then?”

“So many questions, Koko.” You hug him tighter, stepping even closer. “You can admire them? Smell them? Think about them late at night when I’m not with you and ja–”

Kokonoi groans. “You’re done.”

“Wait, wait! And I’ll get you more flowers. I’ll get you so many flowers you get tired of them. And next time I won’t steal them, I’ll just use your money–”

“That’s … also stealing,” Kokonoi interjects dryly. “From me.”

You flick his earring. “Anyway, what about me? What do I get for being such a nice person?”

He sighs, rolling his eyes. “Always an ulterior motive with you, hm?” He presses his lips to your forehead, clutching the flowers closer to his chest. “Now get off me.”

“Don’t want to.”

Kokonoi grumbles underneath his breath. He wraps his arm around your waist, then readjusts the two of you so he can easily access the kitchen counter. “Your loss. Guess you really won’t be getting anything.”

He slips the flowers into a vase, carefully adjusting the blossoms as they fall into the glass. He knows you’re watching, knows sentimentality softens the edges of his eyes, but he can’t bring himself to wipe away that sweet smile gently tugging at his lips. In fact, he doesn’t want to.

MATSUNO CHIFUYU

Chifuyu blinks as you lightly bop him on the head with a bouquet. That isn’t for him, is it?

He stares at you blankly, but based on the knowing grin on your face, he knows he’s shit at concealing the excitement bubbling behind his casual front.

“For you, ‘fuyu!”

He won’t lie, he imagined a moment like this before. A younger him gazing at the portrait of his late-father, belatedly wondering if his mother got him flowers before he passed. She must’ve … right? He hopes so. Wondering if he’d get flowers, one day, too.

Now staring back at you, he pretends to wave them off, partaking in some dance around lightly refusing the gift until it’s finally socially acceptable for him to take them off your hands.

“You didn’t have to,” Chifuyu starts, but he knows he’s smiling far too much to look any-sort of humble. “Are you sure you don’t want them?”

“Chifuyu,” you laugh, “I think you’ll explode if I keep them from you any longer.” You push the flowers back into his hands, placing yours on top of his. “It’s a gift. For you.”

He feels like floating. Or something. It feels like he is. Is he? Chifuyu knows he shrugged off the possibility of romance for so long, and now that it’s finally happening, it doesn’t quite feel real.

You’re talking now. Lips moving, sweet voice saying something he struggles to conceptualize. “–got them from the farmer’s market, and I thought of you because–”

Chifuyu can’t help it. He hugs you tightly with one arm, making sure to keep the flowers out of squishable-reach.

“You’re the best. Like, actually the best.” He already knows the perfect place for them. He’ll split the bouquet in half, put one-half in a vase near his bedside table, the other on his dining table.

“It’s a bouquet of baby’s breath,” you continue, cheeks smushed into his chest. “I thought they’d look pretty in your apartment. Plus, they’re my favorite, and I wanted to give you something I love.”

Chifuyu doesn’t think you can make him any happier. Can you feel his heart? It’s so warm. Just for you. All for you.

“Let me return the favor, yeah?” He plucks a flower from the bouquet and nervously tucks it behind your ear. “I want to give something to the person I love.”

MITSUYA TAKASHI

“You sure know how to sweep a guy off his feet,” Mitsuya teases, holding the flowers close to his chest. “Really pulling out all the stops, too.”

It’s cute, watching you try to quell the embarrassment surely arising from his words. “No,” you try, putting on a brave face, “just wanted to do something nice. No big deal.”

“Ah,” Mitsuya grins, “that’s a shame. Was gonna ask you to dinner tomorrow night.”

You nearly whine, pressing your hands to your face. “Oh my god, you’re so–agh.”

“You see,” he continues, almost smugly, “there’s this person who just got me flowers. My favorite, actually. I really like them, but they just see me as a friend.”

He gently tilts your chin up, to face him. “Said they were just doing something nice, by giving me these flowers. But they’re so cute. Despite what they say, I’ve got a feeling they might like me back. Think I’ve still got a chance?”

Your mouth parts. You stare at him incredulously, then nod shakily. “I think you’ve always had a chance.”

Mitsuya can’t stop the smile that crosses his face. It’s bright, maybe a little too bright, but he can’t help it.

“Alright,” he says, and he’s amazed he’s still got his cool, because his heart feels like it’s about to fly out his chest, “tomorrow at five. I’ll pick you up.”

And before you leave, he’s running back to you, reaching for your hand. “Wait.”

The hopeful look you send him makes him flush, and he grins cheerfully. “I’ll be getting you flowers next time. Just you wait.”

SANZU HARUCHIYO

“Gotta throw these fucking weeds out, Haitani.” Sanzu picks up a bouquet on the center-table with two fingers. “Gross. Did Valentine's Day come early, or some shit?”

He doesn’t miss the deadpanned stare you send his way. “Haruchiyo, those are roses.”

“So? It’s July.”

Haitani Ran appears out of nowhere to snatch the bouquet from his grasp. “Get your fucking hands off,” he warns, “those are mine. Don’t touch what isn’t yours.”

“Sore spot?” Sanzu raises an unimpressed eyebrow. “Didn’t know you were such a sentimentalist.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Ran glowers, clutching the roses possessively to his chest. “Get outta my sight.”

“You’ll regret that.” He steps toward Ran, only pausing when your hand tugs against his suit.

“C’mon,” you murmur. “He’s ugly. Isn't worth it.”

Sanzu’s hand immediately wraps around your waist, tugging you flush to him. “Let’s dip,” he mutters lowly into your ear, “Can’t stand him.”

Out in fresh air, he runs a hand through his hair. “What’s the big deal?” He turns to you. “Never thought he’d get so worked up over nothing.”

You sigh, reaching for his hand. “Should’ve done this sooner, huh?”

“Done what?” The look on his face nearly resembles a pout. “You know something I don’t? If you’re keeping secrets with Haitani, I won’t be happy.”

“So jealous,” you sigh, covering his eyes. “Don’t peek and wait here. I’ve got a surprise for you.”

“Whatever,” Sanzu mutters, “just come back soon.” He watches you disappear into a shop, then waits outside, scuffing the sidewalk with the soles of his shoes.

You reappear in front of him with a giddy smile. “Look, aren’t these pretty?”

Sanzu blinks, bewildered at the bouquet of pink flowers in your hands. “What the hell is this?”

The laugh creases against your eyes. You swat him, lightly. “They’re peonies. Wanna know what they mean?”

“No.”

You tell him anyway. “Love, beauty, happiness.”

Sanzu scoffs, rolling his eyes. “You don’t need flowers to confirm that. I could’ve told you that myself.” He straightens up, tugging you closer to him. “You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.” He flicks your cheek. “There. Next time you’re feeling sad, just ask.”

“No,” you laugh. You brush a lock of hair behind his ear. “Got these for you, baby.” The sweet look on your face makes him flush. “You’re beautiful and make me happy.”

Sanzu scowls. He snatches the flowers before you can finish, simultaneously wrapping his arm around your waist just so his face can’t be seen clearly by you.

“Let’s go,” he grumbles, “you’re the fucking worst.”

He doesn’t allow you to mention the bright blush lighting up his cheeks, or the stupid smile tugging at his lips as the two of you head home.

TACHIBANA NAOTO

Naoto sighs, eyes half-lid and exhausted. He leans back in his chair, loosely unbuttoning his collar with one hand as he thinks of the amount of overtime he plans to put in this week.

There’s still so much to cover, and with Takemichi wandering around somewhere in the past, Naoto needs to learn everything, just in case.

A knock sounds on his door.

Naoto barely reacts. “What is it?”

You peer through the door, eyes widening as you take in his appearance. “Sorry, am I bothering you?”

Naoto straightens back up, attentive. “Not at all.”

He glances at your state in concern. “It’s late. Go home. I told you to rest and take care of yourself.”

His words must ignite something in you, because you huff in irritation and walk straight to his desk. “You’re one to talk, Tachibana. You look like you’ll pass out on us anyday, now.”

Your check his forehead temperature, mutually concerned. “You’re burning up. Come on, go home.”

He blinks, stunned. “That’s not important.” But he can’t deny it; he’s softening into your touch. Your skin feels so cool against his. Relief he didn’t know he needed. Didn't know he wanted.

“Alright,” your face sets in determination. “I’ll go home when you go home.”

Naoto’s eyes widen. “No–”

“–yes. You’re sick, I’m telling you.” You shift, bashfully. “Anyway, I didn’t come here to nag you.”

With a breath for bravery and the sweetest smile tugging at your lips, you quickly push a bundle of flowers into his face. “For you!” you say, already on your way out. “Don’t work too hard, Tachibana.”

You got him flowers?

They’re gorgeous. Are they really … for him?

“Wait,” he starts, pushing past his desk to grab the sleeve of your wrist, “wait, please.” He holds the flowers gingerly, almost fearful he’ll do something wrong, hold them wrong, maybe? Is that a thing? He isn’t sure. “I appreciate it, but what for?”

“You’re always working so hard,” you murmur, clearly embarrassed, “so I wanted to get you something small. Don’t forget to take care of yourself, too.”

Naoto’s smiling. It starts in his eyes, but even he can’t help the expression from softening his normally heavy-set features. Do you realize you’ve mirrored his words? It’s sweet. Cute, even.

“Alright,” he says, eyes twinkling, “one hour. Get whatever you need done, and then we’re both going home.”

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mochiswifey · 5 months

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MOCHI & CHIFUYU

SPOT THE DIFFERENCE

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buccini555 · 6 months

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𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬

·˚ ༘ ┊͙Them finding out that you were already in a relationship with one of their friends after he flirted with you ! ˊˎ

⤌H e a d c a n o n s !⤛

. . ⇢ 𝑭𝒕. Mitsuya Takashi, Chifuyu Matsuno, Manjiro Sano, Rindou Haitani and Ran Haitani ˎˊ˗

𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

Mitsuya's calmness is almost envy-inducing, despite this, the boy is easily irritated, not being the type of guy who lets situations go unnoticed before his eyes.

Mitsuya would be totally jealous to see anyone flirting with you, but the jealousy definitely affected him when he discovered your past relationship with that friend of his, making him even more uncomfortable with those flirtations, despite this fact and all this feeling, Mitsuya knew the past remained in the past, making him ignore everything in a way when he calmed down.

"You have questionable tastes when choosing who you have a relationship with, I'm sorry to tell you that." He would say trying to pretend custom, Mitsuya would make sure his friend never flirted with you again.

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨

Chifuyu is sweet, he avoids showing any negative feelings, but when something bothers him, Matsuno doesn't mind being a little rude sometimes.

"I think the time for you to flirt with her is over, don't you think?" He would say to his friend in front of him in a calm and at the same time threatening tone, Chifuyu became even more jealous when he found out about the relationship left in the past, making a point of making the fact that he had lost you very clear.

He wouldn't be disappointed in you or anything like that, Chifuyu knew how to leave the past in its place, besides, it wasn't a friendship he took so seriously, ending up giving preference to you and ignoring the whole situation to avoid totally unnecessary discussions.

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

As much as it may not seem like it, Manjiro can be somewhat possessive and jealous when it suits him, seeing someone flirting with you made him deeply irritated, even more so when it was someone he was close to.

After discovering through an affair that you and that friend of his had already had a relationship in the past, Manjiro immediately became jealous.

"Um? You and him? Ewww!" He would say, dissatisfied with the situation, Manjiro didn't seem to be serious, but he was somewhat angry about this past.

"Good thing you're mine now, aren't you? Say, you're just mine." Manjiro would make you say what he wanted until he was satisfied with your speech.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

"Have you already been with him? You have a bit of questionable personal taste, don't you? I believe I'm the only exception." Rindou would say ironically about such a discovery, he would be jealous, however, he would just pretend to be accustomed, certainly using this fact to bother you from time to time with unfunny jokes.

He would be uncomfortable seeing you together after finding out about your past and he would also be impatient when he heard anyone flirting with you.

Rindou wouldn't mind to a certain extent, as he always made a point of showing everyone who you belong to, despite being the type who doesn't give a shit, the younger Haitani doesn't mind treating certain matters seriously, for that reason , he would not allow any more advances from his friend.

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Ran is certainly not the type of guy who hides his jealousy when something really bothers him, despite not seeming to care about what happens around him, Haitani pays attention to every behavior and actions of the people who are by his side.

He would be uncomfortable seeing his friend flirting with you and would become even more jealous when he found out that you had been in a relationship in the past.

"First of all, ew! What did you see in this guy? I know he's my "friend" but I'm sure I'm much better." Ran would say mockingly, somewhat disbelieving the fact that you had already had a relationship with that person.

Ran would no longer allow flirting or anything like that, now, you belonged only to him and he made a point of making that very clear, he didn't care that much about his friendships, for that reason, in a way, Ran would give you priority.

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akkkkollle · 2 years

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Hi~ can i get some hc for camboy!chifuyu pls??

Pairing: Chifuyu × M!Reader.

Words: 600+.

CW/TW: teasing, light body praising, pet names (kitty 1 time), dressing up, cat(?).

He's just great. The perfect combination of looseness and modesty, my God. He's ready to go all out, but he'll be embarrassed, just wow.

No one doubts his role. He is an ordinary sub, not very obedient, not very bad. It's all great, but he is a little teasing, I think.

As for money, I'm not sure. Of course they play an important role for him, because this is his job after all. But he needs not so much money as similar experience.

Excellent figure, boys and persons, excellent figure. Have you seen the official art where he is topless? He's just... But he's a little confused as to why others like his figure, yes.

-Ah? Do you need me to take off my shirt again? Just a second... - he pulls off his shirt with a few quick, but light movements, leaving himself completely naked. His cheeks are reddening more from this, but he still spreads his legs, continuing his work.

Well, speaking of gorgeous you... You're not a frequent visitor, but not rare either. You can even say there is a schedule (let's say there are 5 streams, but you only appear on 1 out of 5). Just for the sake of not spoiling the audience with such spectacles.

-M-m/n, too much..! - his hand clings to your shoulder as his head tilts back in pleasure. You smirk lightly as you kiss his neck, continuing your thrusts as he whimpers in intense pleasure all over his body. -But you like it, kitty. - he nodded aggressively and howled slightly, which indicates agreement.

Suits... Fuck, just picture him in some sexy suit you like and tell him he's not great. He's just superb and he knows it, damn it..

-Like? - he says, circling slightly in front of the camera, showing the fabric on him. - I suit that color, right? Of course it's suiting.

And another random headcanon, dear ones. Peak-J somehow came to the stream ... Just imagine.

His hand convulsively grips the sheet underneath him as your head kisses his neck, occasionally nibbling at the soft skin. He moans from your slow and deep thrusts right into his sweet spot. But then there is a meow, and then a scream. - Are you scared of the cat? - you ask, feeling him press against your chest. -I feel awkward. - you snort, as a result of which you are easily beaten in the chest. - Drive him away, please. - God, the cat seems to care that you are naked and that you are being fucked. -M/n! - he pouts, wrapping himself in a blanket, completely forgetting about the included camera.

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wenumsmol · 1 year

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Chifuyu 'don't fuck with me' Matsuno squatting over someone's body after punching the shit out of them.. only to punch them more.. *shiver* I love when soft babies get rough when its business.

I can just imagine him squatting over us the same way, gripping our jaw.. saying "don't fuck with me" then throat fucking us because we've been too bratty lately.

He pulls out every now and then to ask us if we're gonna be a good girl. If we're gonna act right. But our voice is hoarse from the brutal fucking and he caresses our cheek lovingly and patiently until we can get our words out. Then he plunges his fat cock right back in continues slightly less rough but still forceful enough to feel that jab in the back of our throat, until he blows his load and its seeping out of our nostrils. At that point he shushes us and coos sweet words, "aw ssh it's okay baby I've got you. Come to daddy. Let daddy help you" to comfort us until we aren't choking and gasping anymore. He wipes our face clean, gives us slow tender kisses asking us if we need anything. He's our sweetheart after all.

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xxelfmamaxx · 1 year

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Y/n:Country roaaaaaaaads

Chifuyu:Take me hooooooooome

Y/n:I mean, if you insist 👀🤭

Chifuyu:That's not the words-

Chifuyu:

Chifuyu:Wait...

Chifuyu:That's the best pick up line I've ever heard😳

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers scenarios #toman chifuyu #matsuno chifuyu #chifuyu x reader #tr chifuyu #chifuyu x fem!reader #chifuyu x you #chifuyu x y/n #chifuyu hcs #chifuyu headcanons

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luvnahoya · 2 years

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draken, mikey, chifuyu and baji with a crush that’s different from what they thought

requested by anon <3

warnings : none

draken

- he thought you wanted nothing to do with him tbh

- you literally would just sit at your desk without saying a word staring at your. you seemed very passive aggressive.

- that didnt stop him though

- you were very pretty, and he could tell there was something else hidden in you.

- he went up to you and saw you working on a drawing, so he asked about it.

- did not expect you to start rambling on about your passion with a smile on your face, showing him your whole sketchbook

- listened to everything you said in full detail though.

- he just likes you even more now and is waiting for the right moment to admit his feelings for you, he eventually did and he couldnt be happier.

mikey

- he developed his little crush on you when he saw you at a bakery he visits often. you went there every day just to sit by yourself studying something.

- finally gained the courage to go up to you and sit at your table.

- you looked up at him with a confused face, and he asked you what you were working on.

- “oh! im writing recipes down, im a baker! it seemed fitting to come and write them in a bakery i guess.”

- bro he is in love with you.

- listens to absolutely everything you say. even asked you questions like what your favorite thing to bake was, how you got into it, etc.

- you were so sweet, he loved your presence.

- kept coming everyday just to visit you and see what you recipe you were working on, and your relationship blossomed from there.

chifuyu

- you sat at your desk alone writing, and writing, and writing about something that wasnt to his knowledge. occasionally setting your pencil down to stare at whatever boring thing the teacher was talking about with a “get me the hell out of here” look.

- he thought you were mean or something because you always looked like you were just not having it.

- came up to you once and asked if you wanted to help him study, and he was nervous as hell, to which you very surprisingly agreed with a pretty grin on your face.

- went over to your house and when he walked into your room he thought he stepped into a jungle.

- plants and flowers absolutely everywhere. literally it was the prettiest thing he has ever seen.

- “oh, yeah. i have a whole notebook about plants. they honestly fascinate me!”

- that answered his question about what you were always writing about

- kept coming over to your house to “study” but really he just wanted to listen to you ramble on about your pretty plants. eventually he asked you out with a bouquet of flowers you had been talking about.

baji

- he genuinely thought you were always like that. you always had your nose buried in a book, no matter the genre. you HATED it when people would interrupt you.

- sending judgy looks towards people, rolling your eyes when something made you mad, and loud exaggerated sighs.

- you still although managed to catch his eye. he knew there had to be something special about you.

-he went up to you after the bell had rung, while you were still sitting at your desk reading, not realizing class was over.

- tapped your shoulder and informed you it was time to go. asked you what was so interesting about that book anyway.

- “oh… thanks for telling me. well, i dont know. i usually just see a book and read it. doesnt matter what the genre is, a book is a book to me.”

- slowly started talking to you more and more when he could catch you at the right time, sometimes to tell you class was over as you still wouldnt hear the bell.

- came up to you once with a book in hand and slid it on your desk. you gave him a questioning look but accepted it. as you read through it over a couple days, you came across a little note on the side of a page. it read, “be my s/o?”

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lilacsa · 2 years

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# tokyo revengers + driving

guys please send me headcanon requests i love doing these

warnings: didn’t proofread characters: baji, draken, & chifuyu

# baji keisuke

- i know he looks hot behind a wheel. - rests his elbow on an open window and rubbing the stubble on his chin while waiting for his light - puts his arm around your seat while reversing in order to look back - always has the windows rolled down - he likes the wind in his hair. he’s like a dog - does NOT let you get aux tho - pretends to be annoyed when you finally get to play your music - firm believer of the ‘my car my music’ rule - drives a kia btw - you guys get into a lot of car fights - yeah u know that one kendrick lamar song, that’s y’all - (i’m talking about We Cry Together btw) - also hates letting you drive. HE wants to drive. it’s HIS car. - will try to convince you he’s sober enough to drive after a night drinking - i won’t lie bajis a skilled driver. notice how i said skilled and not responsible - he’s just so impatient - had gotten so many speeding tickets - major tailgater. - yeah he’s an asshole

# draken ryuguji

- i would love to stare at darkens side profile while he drives - okay he drives with one hand and it’s so hot - like two fingers on the wheel type thing ahhhhhhh - always opens the car door for you. without fail. - will talk to you from the standing outside the car with his hand resting on the hood of the car while you sit in shot gun-- does that make sense? - secretly doesn’t like when you drive because he doesn’t know what to do in shotgun, he always needs his hand to be preoccupied with something yk - he hates using a GPS. - 100% convinced that he doesn’t need it. 100% does need it. - draken also is convinced he’s capable of driving after drinking. he eventually comes to his senses though - let’s u play your music, definitely made a car playlist together - softly mumbles or mouths the lyrics to a song playing its so cute - he loves driving - rests his hand on your thigh constantly

# chifuyu matsuno

- also a hand-thigh rester - chifuyus a good driver, very responsible - but he expects that kind of responsibility from everyone else on the road - and he has extreme road rages when those responsibilities aren’t met - which is pretty out of character for him but - it’s gotten to the point that he’s reaching his head out the window shouting at the ‘blind asshole’ who cut him off without their turn signal on “helen keller-headass” - really doesn’t mind you driving - ok i really picture chifuyu as more of a subway rider - like that hot guy you see on the metro wearing a suit (chifuyu in a suit omg) - always gives up his seat to older ladies, and younger ladies, and pregnant ladies, ladies in general - imagine chifuyu loosening his tie after getting on the train - i cant do this anymore

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mitsuyeaah · 1 year

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two types of cat owners

#chifuyu matsuno #keisuke baji #chifuyu #baji #peke j #tokyo revengers #chifuyu hcs #baji hcs

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sugurugetoswife · 2 years

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Chifuyu Matsuno ✨

husband! Chifuyu matsuno x fem! reader (pregnant)

Type- fluff, angst, smut

Warnings- NFSW, MDNI, unprotected sex, fingering, clit stimulate, orgasms, pregnant fem!reader (five months pregnant), mention of baby, suggestive content, fluff, soft smut that turns sorta feral at the end & then back to soft again, mentions of cum, established marriage, softdom! Chifuyu, little dirty talk, petnames (love, mi amor, babe, baby), lactation kink, mentions of pregnancy, implied overstimulation, breeding kink, dirty talk, praise, slight body worship, fingering, oral female! receiving, sexual frustration, mention of doctor/ hospital /receptionist, mention of stress/ mood swings, mention of urine/ full bladder/ micturition, mentions of ultrasound scan, mention of weekly or monthly prenatal check ups, fem! reader has little daddy kink, mention of bold and inappropriate language.

You were almost 22 weeks pregnant "By the end of the fifth month your baby grows from being about 5 inches long and weighing about 5 ounces to being about 10 inches long and weighing about 1 pound around this month. All this means, when you're five months pregnant, your baby's size is similar to that of a bell pepper or a banana. You've both come a long way in five months!" closing the article you heavily sighed and lidded your eyes but the universe had made up it's mind to make you feel restless per second.

It was your second week of the fifth month when you received a reminder call from the hospital receptionist declaring today was your ultrasound scan session. You breathed in heaps of air to calm yourself down, ultrasounds have always been a tedious thing for you- sitting at one place and drinking two to three ounces of water that too an hour before the scheduled ultrasound, controlling your urine so you arrive at your appointment with a full bladder to provide better visualization, if that wasn't enough a cold gel is applied on the tummy which probably triggers micturition not to forget the transducer used onto the belly, which basically captures the black and white images of the baby on the ultrasound screen, it applies a decent amount of pressure which feels like your full bladder is just being squeezed between the baby's weight and the transducer and amidst all this you're expected to hold in your pee.

Good God Fucking Gracious !

Every passing second feels like a torture but it all vanishes the moment you glance at chifuyu's happy, bloomed face. It feels like you are detached from all scourge when chifuyu's face is put right in front of your retina. He had this blooming face quite a while nowadays, when he feels the movement or kicking of the baby or when he prepares bubble bath for you and looks at your pretty bump towering a bit as your body is immersed in hot water but it all started with your first ultrasound scan when he saw and heard the heartbeat of his flesh in your blood which was just few weeks old- he couldn't contain his tears, that was the very first time you saw this bloomed, totally dazed and mad love sprinkling from his body language only for you- just for you.

Chifuyu was more excited and looking forward for this one particular routine prenatal check up, for the past four months he hasn't missed one appointment with you- no matter what the work he has he'd leave it mid-state and put you as his first priority. You won't lie, you loved it all- the attention, the immense love and care but every coin has two sides just like that these daily procedure of medications was taking a toll on you, you'd end up frustrating over useless things, at times even get mad at chifuyu but your oh so lovely husband would understand your pregnancy mood swing talks and wouldn't move a lip against your stupid arguments.

You hadn't had sex since you both found out you were pregnant, the most irritating thing of all was the sexual tension between you both, he wouldn't fuck you for the baby's safety sake and you couldn't masturbate cause of the huge obstructing bump- it would become uncomfortable and uneasy. If only chifuyu would give you the release you wanted maybe you wouldn't fight with him; maybe it wasn't the pregnancy hormones or the medications or the weekly/monthly check ups but chifuyu's fault for your frustration.

You took three more deep breaths and proceeded calling your husband who'd be excited cause it was 'bout that time when you can see your baby- it's legs, it's arms, tiny fingers and toes and every possible thing you can decipher through those black and white proportions.

"Yes love, how are you and baby doing? "

"Great, actually today is that stupid ultrasonography thing can you come over."

"On my way love..."

It wasn't even few minutes that you heard the doorbell ring, you assumed it was someone else but bold of you to underestimate chifuyu's flash speed. "Hey there lovely people, how are doing?" He spoke caressing your bump. Shutting the door behind him and sliding down to your bump's height he kissed it while booping his nose at your tummy. "Missed daddy !"

Ok now here's a thing, you had a lot of thoughts in your head before he spitted "daddy", those words activated some sort of lusty switch in your brain. The guy whom you found cute and the apple of your eye seconds before was now a six feet tall sculpted man inviting you to extinguish all your pent up thirst and frustration. You cannot hold it in for a long and your thoughts halted but it all crumbled down when you felt your panties getting wetter and wetter with every passing moment. You stepped back few steps from him as chifuyu innocently gazed up at your eyes, "Somethings wrong, you ok?" as he stood up and brushed your now-sensitive neck. You softly yet steadily separated him from you as his eyes were busy portraying a broken feeling. "Fuyu, can you grab the water bottle from kitchen counter top, I'll go change into something more comfortable till then." a sad nod was all you received in response. You did regret your actions but the unholy tingling you felt in your body when a father is having a pure lovely talk with it's child it made you feel very rotten from inside, you were disappointed in yourself to ruin their moment.

From that moment to the whole journey back home you kept thinking about it again and again, even when the screen was displaying your baby and the doctor was telling you little details like these are the arms and that is the head, these are the legs you were still distracted by that incident and chifuyu could read past you. Your participation was deteriorating with every passing second and it was becoming clearer like glass for chifuyu that something was undoubtedly wrong.

The minute you both reached back from the check up and stepped inside the house he spurted the question instantaneously, he didn't keep it to himself like you'd do most of the times. "What's wrong !" You weren't a fool to not understand what he was talking about but all you could do for now is pretend because you didn't have the audacity to tell him you were horny, it just sounded stupid to ask him again and again to fuck you when all he replies is NO clipped with a long speech about how risky it is. You might as well wanted to shoot a last shot but didn't wanted to give him the wrong idea so you chose to not reveal your horny ass yet, but chifuyu was no fool to let it pass on your distant slight 'nothing'.

"Something surely is, can you please speak already it's scaring me to death." He grabbed your shoulder pulling you close to him, his movements were smooth but his grip on your skin was enough to hint out the anger he was fighting within himself. All these months he never once got irritated of your behavior but today was different and you knew you screwed. "Fuyu it's nothing, trust me !!" You carassed his check as your baby bump brushed past his abdomen. His grip just got tighter as he shutted his eyes, slowly caving the air in his lungs and calming himself down. His grip slid down to your wrists as he advanced to hug you. He gently rubbed your back whilst burrying his face in the crook of your neck. "I know love, you are going through a lot but it's going to be fine, we are in this together." He spoke in a quivered voice, enveloping your back.

That's when you acknowledged how much selfish you were being, how you were just so full of yourself and that thought was the last straw you were holding on for a long time and today you let go off it. Tears spilled down your eyelids and your muffles were now audible, your embrace on chifuyu got stronger. Your conscience was unaware of the fact that he was going through something similar but unlike you he had it concealed behind his happy face, he was more mature and responsible than you could ever be.

At this point it was impossible for you to stop crying, all chifuyu could do was ask you what's the matter and subsequently the weight you had been clenching in your soul for God knows how long finally got off.

"It's embarrassing." chifuyu slightly broke the embrace and made you sit on the nearby sofa as he sat near you knees, intertwining your fingers with his.

"Since when did we started keeping things from each other and how did it go far enough to be embarrassing my love, hmm..?" Actually he never kept anything from you, he always spoke his mind it was you who was just hazed by your arousal everytime his warmth invaded your vicinity.

"I just don't know how to ask you again and again when you don't wanna do it." that was the moment you felt your mind getting lighter and lighter when you got that thing off your chest. Chifuyu tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and just lazily smiled, he knew what you were asking for, he knew what you were going through and he was going through much- much worse.

"I'm scared, it's not that I don't want to, what if we hurt the little one inside you."

It was much harder for him than you could ever comprehend when your bump had finally began to show, your usual clothes not being able to fit anymore and you marched around in only shorts and sports bra- it drove him crazy. How badly he controlled himself everyday with the thought of his cock inside your mushy vagina, giving him free trip to heaven and back. How badly he wanted himself inside of you when he watched you rub your belly or when you were naked while taking a hot bubble bath- swear to God you looked like an angel and he felt like he was a fairytale prince descended from hell or how sexy your breats looked when they lactated- he would stare at them longer than expected, cock twitching in his pants, imagining his lips around your perked- leaking buds or how calm yet alluring you appeared when you were fast asleep unware of what you did to him the whole time without even lifting a finger.

"Your d#ick isn't big that it'll poke the baby and the baby cannot tell what's going on." You were frustrated, it felt as if it was futile at this point to change his mind no matter what and unfortunately no one but him can fix that for you. You felt helpless.

"Mam, that's offensive." That's all he had to say, was defending his length more important in this discussion. You rolled your eyes in response cause you had nothing left to say, you tried everything in your limits.

"Mi Amor for now just go and change, I'll prepare your favorite Mac and cheese, sounds good? " You left without any further questions or even exchange of glances. He knew you were pissed to hell, he knew you were bratty and would want whatever you desired. After finishing your pasta or so you headed back into your shared bedroom reminiscing about all the good memories because you didn't wanted to stress out and affect the baby's health.

Later you found chifuyu engaging the empty place right next to you without any further spilling of words he directly kissed you and the once suppressed arousal of you both started showing it's effect as it started surfacing, the kisses became sloppy and hungry. You craved for him and so did he. You further went and sat on his laps comfortably while his back was attached to bed headboard, supporting both you. His one hand you bare thighs, massaging it while the other kneaded you covered breasts. It wasn't long enough that you started grinding yourself back and forth on his clothed erection, hands lost in his blonde sleeks. Everytime you alternated your motions while rubbing your aching p#ssy, your bump clashed with his abdomen. He took a hold of your hips pausing your desperate actions, the moment he stopped you, your lips left his and a confused reaction was painted all over your face. "Lay down here comfortably..."

You were so into the moment that you listened to every single word he said, in your head you were pitch- blank all you wanted was him and only him to make you feel better, it had been ages that you felt the exhilaration, you had almost forgotten how good it feels to be fucked by this man and here he was bringing back all the melodious memories. It felt like your dreams came true, the constant begging and yearning to fuck you finally reached his ears and wasn't pointless.

Sliding down your shorts and pulling off your bra, you layed naked in front of him, looking at you all sprawled on the bed like a seven course meal he couldn't hold his intense desires back as he got rid of all his clothing leaving himself in his boxers only. He went on prepping kisses from your soft swelled tummy reaching the valley of your fully lactating breasts. You were so starved and turned on that your breasts started leaking your milk. And boy oh boy, when you were busy enjoying his touch this man had already developed a new kink, he shoved his head into your chest carefully avoiding any weight on your body as he started groping and licking your tits, just feasting your swollen breasts. Eagerly attaching his lips on your nipples, he surrounded it with his tounge over and over achieving a moan from you in response. Your hands which were once lapped with the bedsheets left there place and were now entangled in his curls. He was so busy sucking your tits that you have to beg him to relieve the ache between your legs and who was he to not listen at your exceptionally aroused voice. He left your chest and placed a chaste kiss on your lips then finally turning his attention to the most awaited place.

"what a wet little cunt—all for me," He quickly slided a finger past your lips as he further went and tasted your already leaking juices earning a high- pitched whimper from you, the thought of how he could control you and how he was the only one who could do that- drove him insane. How he was the only one capable to put a baby inside of you- made his hard cock twitch in his boxers. The moment his fingers went past your aching p#ssy you jolted up so badly you almost dashed your head into the headboard while your fingers were busy gripping the sheets below you out of pleasure. He pulled up a pillow and placed it between the headboard and your head. Hovering over you, carefully- cautiously refraining his weight on your body, he huskily spoke, "Just relax and breathe, if you feel uncomfortable or anything just say it, ok love?" His eyes never once left your orbs when he stated the question, once he received an affirmation from you he went down spreading you legs, he was in awe when he saw your hard, clenching, wet clit. He moved further parting your p#ssy lips with his index and middle finger and gave your slit a few slow yet constant licks. The mere touch of his tounge on your cunt made you grind yourself on his face, and he didn't stop you. The sight of pregnant you getting pleasured was mouthwatering. He sucked hard on your slit this time and kept doing it on and on causing your whole body to shiver, nonstop moans and whimpers left your mouth as he kept devouring your cunt.

"A-aah chi-fuyuu, baby- babe, I'm close... Don't st-o-pp..." He was stunned by those words of yours, he never remembered making you cum this quick, you surely had pented up a lot of frustration in the past few months, you really did needed a release and he was desperate to lead the way there. His tounge worked faster on you slit, kissing, licking, sucking on it, he saw your toes curling indicating your high was nearing and you came hard at the very moment. Chifuyu wiped his lips as he saw you all sweaty and panting hard, gulping down your saliva. He went on freed his d#ck from the boxers, "Love do you need me inside or is it-"

"Stop speaking and do something already..! " You gazed at his throbbing hard d#ck, side vein angrily popping, needily inviting you- he smirked at you, his breath heavy due to sudden rush of adrenaline. He had came just by the site of yours or at least that's what you deduced when you saw his angry red tip painted with creamish coloured liquid which dripped down to his length, even covering his balls.

"One feisty little thing you are, aren't ya!?" He pulled your head making it rest on his left bicep so you do not crane your neck too much in that position, making sure his isn't pressuring any part of your delicate body, he connected his forehead to yours trying to keep your face in place. As his body relaxed in that position, he gathered the natural lubrication of your vagina coating his fingers within it and played with your clit. Stroking it, slowly- steadily in circles, your whimpers were again perceptible which were now converted into low moans. He kissed the crook of your neck sending butterflies all over as you lazily smiled between the pleasure. He kept his pace consistent but started moving faster the moment you started grinding yourself expecting for more friction, this is how chifuyu is- he loves fucking you deliberately slow, so he could fuck the lights out of you over and over, again and again; no matter how bad he is aching, how hard he is throbbing, fucking you to an extent where you beg for his c#ck is something he loves- almost like an immediate turn on. Lemme remind you again boy is very kinky but won't lift a finger if it's against your will. He placed his face in the crook of your neck, breathing and moaning near your ear which ultimately made you reach your high faster, the way he knows your body and the way he controls your gears often surprises you. You could feel his erection at your tummy and in between you were riding your own high, you felt warm liquid spreading over your valley of breasts and pouring down through your neck staining the sheets- he came, you felt bad for him when all he was doing was putting your desires and pleasure before his own. As if his leaking cum didn't bothered him a bit he continued circling your clit, properly massaging it at perfect point with accurate pressure and soon you came for the second time. He placed his hands besides you, hovering over your face, eyes closed whilst placing his forehead on yours he took deep long breaths.

"Lemme help you too..!! " You said hinting him, putting forward the proposal of blowjob. But chifuyu didn't wanted you on your knees taking him in, all the gagging and choking while there's a living being inside of you, so he merely denied. He won't lie, you'd look freaking fucking hot as hell naked with that bulged belly licking his d#ck like a lollypop but in his heart it felt wrong from his perspective- so he passed. Instead he got up, knees on the either side of your hips as he stroked his cock and pushed the inflated head of his length inside you. No matter how many times he fucks you, you are always so tight. "Fuck !" "Shit !" "Baby, you fe- feel so so good." Your hands automatically grabbed the sides of the pillow above you due to this unexpected satisfaction, both of you had your eyes rolling in the back of your respective minds. He grabbed your hips gently trying to keep it in place so your bump doesn't move much, it didn't took even few minutes for both you as you neared you highs. Chifuyu was trying hard to not jerk your body and keeping it stable as much as he can but he severely failed when you were nearing your high cause you started to move vigorously in search of friction. You calmed down in a few seconds after riding your high but chifuyu still wasn't done, he took his time circling his hips and reaching the deepest lengths as his arousal soon arrived and he pulled out cumming all over the bedsheets.

You both looked at each other's satisfied faces. Chifuyu went and grabbed some tissues cleaning you and then himself. He gave you fresh pair of clothes and also changed the bedsheets. Finally when everything was set, you two were cuddling and his hand starts to slip under your shirt as he massaged your tits.

"Am I allowed to say but your milk tastes like elixir." He chuckled a bit on his own words, realising he surely has lactation kink and it would be next to impossible for him to control himself after he tasted it today.

"It actually helped me relive the weight on my full breasts, my chest feels lighter than before." He remembered how light- headed you'd feel after using that suction breast pump to store all the breast milk. He didn't wanted to imagine how burdensome and painful it'd be for you and if him sucking your breasts helps you relief through the pain and even satisfies his own kinks and fantasies than who's he to stop.

"I should do it often then, should I ?" He still asked your opinion about it cause again- boy is very kinky but won't lift a finger if it's against your will.

"Who's stopping you !!" After so many months both of you felt stress free, this was one hell of make out session maybe you’d have to beg him to do this more often.

I hope you made it till the end, love you loads if you did...

@ 11/06 — please do not translate, modify or plagiarize my work for devil's sake...

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