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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐒𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐓

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐦𝐨𝐧

(✧) ─ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘱 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘦. 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

(✧) ─ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔! 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦/𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘴. 𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘮𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬 (𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘵), 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 ─ 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 (𝘩𝘦𝘩𝘦), 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘦𝘵𝘤. 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘺𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘴𝘢. 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘪 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺. 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙞 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙮'𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮! 2.5𝙠 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(✧) ─ 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔

𝘪'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 �� 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘰. 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘴, 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘢, 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘮 𝘪. 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘴. 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. ♡ ૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙨 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔. 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝘿𝙊 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏. 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘰3.

𝑩𝑬𝑵𝑰𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑼 𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑴𝑶𝑵 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑨𝑰𝑵 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑺 𝑾𝑯𝒀 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑾𝑶𝑼𝑳𝑫 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝒀 𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑨𝑻 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑲. Your favorite customer would always come to your shop ten minutes before closing to pick up his cases of sake. Why did he come so late? You didn't know. Though, you didn't mind either. Having the company of Asakusa's King of Destruction wasn't so bad. He didn't talk as much. Maybe a bit of flirting. But mainly, the conversations would consist of you nagging about stressful drunks that came to your shop throughout the day.

However, tonight was different from other nights.

Although Benimaru didn’t mind listening to your rants, he wanted to know more about you. He thought you deserved a breather, and sharing a bottle of sake with him was just the relief you needed. Along with something else, of course.

You told him about your childhood and why you moved to Asakusa. After losing your parents in a fire at a young age, you needed a fresh start. You heard rumors about Asakusa being lively and friendly. Since being here, those rumors have proved true. The civilians have been more than welcoming, and you appreciated that dearly. If you didn't know any better, some of them even took a liking to you. How they came into your shop with cheeks as crimson as the moon itself was very telling, and Benimaru was no exception.

The night continued with you talking and him listening, but thirty minutes into drinking, the conversation took a turn. It became more intimate. Seeing Benimaru intoxicated was not something you expected. He had this uncontrollable grin on his face that you couldn't help but think was cute. Benimaru was extremely handsome, and you would be lying if you said you weren't attracted to him. How those unique scarlet-colored irises ogled at you showed he felt the same.

He would sip on his sake, peeking past the cup to focus on how full your thighs were. Your legs were crossed invitingly, and if he looked hard enough, he could see those purple panties through the mini skirt you had on. Benimaru felt like such a pervert, but he couldn't help himself. You were intoxicatingly sexy. He admired your fiery spirit and how you would match his energy. But at times, he would even become bashful of your direct flirting.

Similar to right now.

Something about the substance in your system gave you the courage to walk toward him and sit on his lap to run your fingers through his ink-colored locks. Benimaru had no complaints about your current actions, and how he pulled your legs over to straddle him said so. His hand rested on the small of your back, using his other to continue to drink his sake. You exchanged bedroom eyes while your mouths ghosted over each other's, inches away from locking lips.

You felt his hardened erection against your clothed pussy to make it known that it needed some affection. You shifted your body slightly to get more comfortable, but really you wanted to tease him. A pool of wetness formed in your garments, and you knew it was leaking through. Your fingers began descending onto his cheeks, soft tips caressing his flesh, causing him to shiver. And throughout this all, Benimaru never broke eye contact.

He was mesmerized by your beauty. From the ochre of your complexion to the kink of your coils. Your thick figure that he currently had the opportunity to feel. He could only imagine how perfect you would feel wrapped around him. Blood rushed to his face just thinking about it, and soon his thoughts would become real.

“What’s on your mind, Beni?” you whispered.

“You’re so damn pretty.”

“Oh? Hm, why thank you. You’re not too bad yourself, but tell me—what’s really on your mind? I know he’s telling me, but I want to hear it from you.” And by he, you meant his cock that wouldn’t stop growing against you.

“So you noticed?”

“How couldn’t I notice? I know you feel how wet my pussy is. And I would be lying if I said I didn’t always get like this every time I see you.”

He sipped on his sake, pressing his hand on your back to push you closer to his chest. “Why didn’t you tell me this before?”

“Hm, I guess the liquor is giving me courage.”

“Doesn’t seem like enough because you haven’t kissed me yet,” he sassed.

The smile on your face was coy before giving him kitten licks on his lips. But he didn't have the patience to play games. He cuffed your jaw, forcing it open to plunge his tongue into the back of your throat. The taste of the lingering toxicants in your mouth caused him to groan in despair. Benimaru set aside his cup of sake without parting lips to snake his arms around your thick waist. He shifted in his seat to sit up straight, to which you slightly bounced, hissing from feeling the friction of his clothed cock.

You began to grind your hips onto his, hoping to cum from the small yet effective action. Your slender fingers became lost in his silk hair while locking lips. It's been a long since you last had sex, and you wanted nothing more than to fuck Benimaru Shinmon in your shop. Your actions were filled with hunger. Nipping on his bottom lip. Sucking the taste off his tongue. You wanted all of him. And you were going to get what you wanted.

The fervent kiss was filled with sexual desire. An emotion you both shared, along with electricity spreading throughout your bodies. Once leaving a few more smooches, his lips descended to your neck to suck on your flesh. The aroma of strawberry milk tickled his nose. You smelled so fucking sweet. It drove Asakusa's King of Destruction insane. His hands comforted your breasts, fondling and squeezing your nipples through your thin tank top. You let out a soft moan, being rather pleased, but you needed more.

"Shit. Just fuck me already, Beni," you purred, resting your hands on his neck to pull him closer. You were so damn desperate for his cock, and it was clear based on you dry-humping him.

He continued to leave wet kisses along your skin, finally shoving his hand underneath your shirt to feel the pebbled flesh of your breast. “How badly do you want my dick inside of you? Tell me, Y/N.”

“Ngh, so badly. I want you to fuck me good and make me cum.”

“Let me hear you beg for it,” he demanded.

“Benimaru, please. Please, I need you now.” Regardless of you sounding pathetic, like a bitch in heat, begging for his dick, you’d continue to do so until you get it.

He cuffed your chin to have you look at him, ghosting over your lips. “Hm, atta girl—but not like this. You don’t deserve to get fucked in a shop. I want to take my fucking you on a futon, but I have an idea.”

You pouted, looking up through your lashes. “And what’s that?”

“Come warm me up.”

Knowing what he meant, you returned your lips to his, vigorously kissing him while unstrapping his trousers to free his needy friend. Intensity was filled between you, eager to have his cock inside you, and once you felt him, you were not disappointed.

Your tongues remained intertwining while your hand wrapped around his length to give it a few pumps. You looked down, softly cursing from seeing that angry mushroom-tip cock oozing precum. He was bigger than you imagined. His girth. His length. That thick fucking vein that stood out on the side. It was so damn pretty. The whore in you just wanted to get on your knees and suck him off—but you'll save that for another time.

Without waiting any further, Benimaru hiked up your skirt to pull your panties to the side. He stood up to grab his cock to rub his head against your clit. He admired the pornographic sound of your stirred wetness and you nearly trembling from his touch. Seeing you beg for him did something to an ego he thought he didn't have.

“Benimaru, please. Just put it in already,” you whined.

“Impatient, are we?”

He aligned with your entrance to tenderly push himself inside of you. Benimaru watched how your brows drew together, plush two-toned lips parted from feeling the pressure of his tip. Your body stiffened, but he held you in place to ghost over your ears to say,

“Relax, Y/N—I got you.”

And with that being said, he bullied your hole until your cunt wrapped around him effortlessly. You dug your nude manicured nails into his shoulders while a lingering moan of his name slipped through your lips. His cock was too damn big, but he managed. Despite that, your walls were still resisting him.

His hand returned to your chin to give you sloppy smooches. As he continued to massage your lips with his own, he returned, sitting on the chair, purposely with the intent to have you bounce on him. A wail erupted from the pit of your stomach. Feeling all eight inches of Benimaru inside of you was a lot. You pressed your forehead onto his, doing your best to take him, but the girth of his cock wasn't making it easy.

He gave you kisses on your face, crooning how he knows you can take it. Benimaru could barely contain himself. Your pussy was so fucking wet—so tight. Maybe he did want to fuck you right now? No. He'll be patient. But for now, he needed to make sure you were okay.

“Are you okay, Y/N? Tell me how you feel, pretty girl,” he soothed.

You nodded. “I’m—I’m good. You’re just so big, Beni.”

“I know, but you were begging for this, remember? You wanted my cock deep inside of you.”

You did, and you were going to take it. You threw your arms around his neck to pull him into a kiss once more. You lifted your body from his length to sink down on his cock. His tip instantly met with your cushion, at which you both exchanged sounds of pleasure in your mouths. Your pussy swallowed Beni. The warmth alone could make him cum, but he was determined to last as long as possible.

Your heated juices coated his cock as the lewd noises of your obnoxiously swirling tongues bounced off the walls of your shop. You moved your hands to cuff his face the more intense kissing became. How you sensually bit down on his lips caused him to groan, gripping your waist tightly to bury himself balls deep. Like the sly fox you are, you attempted to move on his cock. However, Benimaru wasn't having it. Not because he didn't want you to. He knew even one movement you made, he would cum on cue.

That’s what good pussy does to you.

“Y/N—Don’t tempt me.”

“I wanna cum, Beni,” you whimpered.

“Oh? Is that so?” He gave you one more smooch before resting his back comfortably in the chair. He told you not to move, but you were convinced he kept doing these subtle movements to stuff himself further. Never did you expect Benimaru Shinmon to be a fucking tease. “Be a good slut and use me to make yourself cum. Play with your pussy, and don’t look away either.”

The demand in your voice caused you to clench around him. You tried to return your lips to his, but he pulled his face back, standing firm on what he said about watching you cum. Your fingers made their way down to your throbbing bud to flick it intensely, hoping to chase your release. As instructed, you held contact with those crimson irises that matched in color to the heat that ran across his cheeks. You used your other hand to free your perfectly sagged tits to toy with your nipples, and it was an action that had Benimaru twitching in your pussy.

He rubbed your bottom lip with his thumb before placing his fingers in your mouth, pressing down on your tongue, but you instinctively began sucking on his fingers. Gosh, you were fucking hot, and Benimaru couldn't agree more. You were such a good slut for him. He refused to allow this night to end here, thinking he would take you back to your place and fuck you well. He knew he was supposed to observe you while you played with yourself. Though, he couldn't help but throw his head from feeling your cunt pulsating around him.

“B-Beni, look at me. I-I’m about to cum,” you stammered, recklessly rubbing your clit.

“Do you understand how good you feel, Y/N? This pussy is so damn warm and wet. And you look so pretty. Fuck, I’m about to cum with you.”

Benimaru abruptly stood up to gently place your back on a table near you, returning his lips to you one last time before nutting. Forget wanting to watch you cum. He needed to taste the sweetness of your whimpers in his mouth. He shooed away your hand on your bud to use his own to vigorously massage it. With every flick he took, your back deepened its arch, and you further clenched around him. Your moans increased in volume due to the applied pressure on your clit—your climax was now here, and Benimaru was right behind you.

“You’re squeezing so tightly, Y/N,” he rasped.

“Because I’m cumming, Beni. R-Rub my clit harder—please.”

Your eyes rolled back as you released your tensions, fully decorating Benimaru with your cream that kept his cock perfectly as he requested. Even after cumming, arousal burns throughout your body. Your walls fluttered and contracted, clenching and unclenching around him.

He felt like he was on edge. His cock kept twitching uncontrollably, and not too long after you, he came himself. Benimaru didn't have enough time to pull out, but honestly, you had no complaints about him flooding you with his cum. The shared heat of your cunt and his bitters were the perfect temperatures. For months, he dreamt of you wrapping around his cock, and he was sure to cherish this moment.

You watched as he lolled his head while still balls deep in your pussy. You shared steady breaths and a final moan once he pulled his now soft member out of you. He fixed your panties back in place, so his seeds didn't spill between your thighs, but based on how stuffed you felt, you knew they would regardless. He fixed his trousers before lifting you by your waist, returning to the chair to where he gave you soft kisses.

“You did so well, pretty girl. Now, come on. Let me take you home so I can fuck you.”

𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥…

𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜. ♡

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spaceydoo · 10 months

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just thinking about him eating you out on your kitchen island till his face is coated with your juices. a puddle of your juices are on the floor, you not even caring about the mess. you were too out of it, eyes rolled back and all. you tug at his hair desperately needing him deeper in you. “you’re so needy today aren’t you gorgeous?” he said in a subdued tone against your pussy, not taking his eyes off you. you couldn’t do anything but throw your head back, letting out a whiny moan. “make a mess on my face again, you deserve it ma” he’s tracing circles, triangles, squares— hell, even his own name on your clit. your thighs began to shake once again as your juices coated his face “fuck..fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckk” you let out such a loud moan you might as well be a pornstar “mm you taste so good baby” he said in a soft tone. your grip on his hair tightened, riding out your high with his tongue. he moved his face from your cunt, giving a couple of kisses on your inner thighs “now how bout’ i blow your back out right here, yeah?”

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lunarayx · 1 year

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the world needs more Shinmon Benimaru fics

he’s so pretty

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honeeslust · 8 months

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Benimaru | a fiery fantasy

🖤 forgive me! I just got my first taste of Benimaru and I’m so down bad rn!!

It’s the way his permanent scowl slightly wanes as his eyes feast over your naked body.

The look of desperation in your eye calls to the primal beast within him.

It’s the way he needs your sweat, your tears, you cum. All of which is for him and him alone.

You take his fingers into your warm mouth, sucking just slightly. His pleased and breathy groans are stirring at the sweet center of your core, making you suck harder while you tease at the knot of pleasure gathered under your pulsing clit.

You all but cream at the sight of him looking down at you like you the pathetic little love doll that you are. Your eyes wide open and rimmed with your mascara tears imploring him to give it all to you. His pain, his frustration, even his hate. You’ll take it all. If only to provide him with his most basic primitive need for release.

Truth is, you could never tell him how much you long to be his filthy little cum slut, so you decided to just show him.

From the honey pot 🍯

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laurageto · 6 months

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Benimaru Shinmon

The walk from the club back to Beni's room was a silent one. All squad leaders had cleared the half destroyed club of civilians before the establishment shut down. You weren't quite sure why you didn't just head back to your own place. You'd said yes in the heat of the moment to discussing what had happened tonight back at company sevens but now you was regretting it.

The crisp air was an instant wake up call from the warm thick atmosphere of the night spot. Each hair follicle on your body standing to attention as the chilly breeze washes over your skin.

Beni and Konro were walking merely a few steps ahead in a deep discussion about what they'd just witnessed.

"There's no doubt that someone in that club set off that infernal.." Beni scratches his dark hair, eyebrows furrowed in frustration.

"I agree, this was planned. Someone knew we'd all be there tonight"

You continued to ponder at a slower pace behind them, intently listening to their conversation.

"Are we almost there? I'm actually freezing my tits off here"

Beni slipped off his navy kimono and threw it lazily over his shoulder not even attempting to look at where it landed.

"Here, wear this and stop moaning"

You barely catch it with your stiffening ice cold fingers. You wrap the soft fabric round your upper body, intense amount of heat now saturating your flesh flesh.

The scent of the material made your stomach flutter. The sweet fragrance of mixed spices clouded your thoughts reminding you of a freshly baked cinnamon pretzel gorgeously brown and plump, drizzled with pearly white icing sugar. You hum with delight, burying your face into the fabric.

Beni turns his gaze to Konro mid conversation and catches a glimpse of you out of the corner of your eye as you lovingly cherishes the kimono. His cheeks briefly flush crimson at the sight and a small smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Eventually the group make it back to base, both you and Beni say their good night to Konro before making your way back to the Captain's quarters.

"So, are you heading up this meeting tomorrow? And what are your thoughts on this incident?" You gracefully saunter into the room, slinging the navy kimono onto Beni's futon.

As you begin to make her way over to the chabudai a familiar warm hand grasps your wrist tightly. He pulls you gently back to face him, your chests tightly press together. Both of your breathing instantly kick up a notch.

"You know full well I've got no intent on discussing tonight's attack now. Who the fuck was that guy in the club?"

His soft breath tickles your chin as he speaks and the crimson in his orbs seems to intensify momentarily as he awaits your response.

You shove your palm into him aggressively, shunting him backwards.

"As if you have any fucking right to ask that question!"

You begin to storm towards the door but the familiar feeling of that hand grabbing your arm stops you.

"You are not going anywhere, not tonight. Not after that atta.."

"I can handle myself Shinmon" you retort instantly cutting him off.

"I'm not that young girl you felt you needed to protect back then, I'm leader of Company Six"

He nodded in agreement, there was absolutely no doubt in his mind that you were strong, the strongest person he knew in fact. He would never admit to you the reason you couldn't leave.

Even the mere thought of something happening to you made his insides scream in agony.

He increases the distance between you both once more. Wrapping his forearm around your curves he pulls you in, his free hand clasping your chin and bringing your eyes to his level.

"You are not leaving. End of discussion"

Suddenly he lunges forward and messily plants his lips against yours. Your eyes widen in shock and confusion. Wait, weren't you just fighting?

You stands frozen for a few seconds, part of you wanting to shove him off and tell him to stick it. A bigger part of you wanting to melt into the kiss and show him exactly what he's missing.

It didn't take long for the devil on your shoulder to convince you of the latter.

Your tongue eagerly pushes into his mouth wanting explore and he happily obliges. Both pairs of hands shakily scrabble at eachothers garments, tearing pieces of material off and throwing it to the side.

"You fucking make me so angry.." you pant "I actually hate you" you managed to babble out between irratic breathes. Beni snaps the wire fabric of your bra with minimal effort and smirks at you "the feelings mutual".

Grabbing a fist full of your soft breast he wraps his lips around the nipple and effortlessly glides his tongue around it. You begin to fumble around with his pants, yanking at the button until it finally pops off and the material crumples to the floor.

You both stumble backward towards the neatly made futon, Beni with his mouth still full of flesh. He pops off and takes a long gaze at you.

"You know your mine right? Doesn't matter who wants you. They aren't having you" he states matter of factly.

You kneel onto the springy ivory mattress, now eye level with his member. "Is that so?" You hum softly whilst wiping a small drop of drool that had gathered on your lips.

"Mmhmm" he moans, eagerly anticipating your next move.

You edge your soft lips closer to the tip of his cock, it stiffens more as you finally surround the entire head with your mouth.

You inch up and down his long member, your tongue taking lavish swoops at the base of his shaft. You fix your gaze up at him as you move. "Oh my fucking god, I forget how good your mouth feels"

He runs his fingers through your locks, gently grasping and the strands and melts into the rhythm of your movements. You pull off momentarily to catch her breath but continue to stroke his cock. After a moment's pause you get back to business, slowly noticing his muscular abdomen tighten. You knew he was close to coming.

"I'm going to cum!" He moans loudly but pulls out quickly. You continue to gaze at him, opening your mouth expecting his load any moment now.

He leans down, his nose brushing against yours once more "turn over, I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll never want anyone else ever again"

You starts to turn over but clearly it wasn't quick enough for Beni, he hoists you over until your rear was directly facing him. He smacks your right cheek with his palm leaving a fresh red hot indent before following up with some hungry nibbles. Leaning back once more he finds your entrance and places the edge his cock against it. "I know your not on birth control, but if you don't care.. I don't" he stated. He waited for your response which didn't take long.

"I want you inside of me"

That was all he needed.

He slammed his hard dick as far as it would go and you yelp out in pleasure. He places both hands on your hip dips and moves into a quick pace off the bat. He'd already got himself primed thanks to your amazing blowing skills.

After a few minutes of pounding he pulls out and kneels so he's facing your kitty. Parting the two lips he tenderly peppers kisses along your clit before lapping up your juices. He continues to messily lick your pussy, loving hearing the squeaks and moans that were escaping you. Neither of you were making any effort to be quiet. It was nothing that the rest of the company hadn't heard a million times before.

Now he felt satisfied you were as close as he was he flipped you onto her front. He wants to see your face when you both cum. "Are you ready for me baby?" He purrs waiting for consent.

"Fucking cum for me" you blurt.

For the next 5 minutes both of your bodies intertwined in a sticky hot mess. The sound of moans and balls slapping against skin is all that could be heard.

"Fuck I'm close, are you close?" He quizzes through laboured breaths. "I- I'm going to c-cum" you squeeze your thighs around his waist, your arms shooting up and clawing at his toned chest. His rhythm starts to falter as he feels his hot liquid rising to the surface.

"Uhhhhh shit! Y/n!" He groans as the white sticky messy shoots out of his shaft and into the depths of your pussy.

He instantly collapses forward into your arms, both panting perfusely.

You soak up the moment, running your fingers through his soft raven strands. You smile to yourself before hearing soft rumbles coming from his throat. Is he snoring?

You giggle and move him over onto the far side of the futon before snuggling close into his warm chest.

Let's make the most of this before we go back to being friends in the morning.

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lyranova · 1 year

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Hi guys! So this is my first Fire Force Oneshot in well over a year, I apologize for that. I’m still not 100% back into my old fandoms yet, but I’m getting there! I’ve been working on this oneshot off and on for about…a year think 😅. So I hope you all enjoy and I apologize if it’s a bit OOC. Also this oneshot is based off THESE headcanons 🥰!

Word Count: 1,749

Warnings: None

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“ I’m not doing it.”

“ Please Beni, it’s only for a couple of hours. Please!”

“ No, I’m not doing-.” Beni started as he suddenly watched his wife grab her bag and walk towards the door.

“ Thanks dear! I’ll see you two in a few hours!” She shouted over her shoulder before she walked out of the house, Benimaru was suddenly left standing there, in the doorway, with his mouth partially open in disbelief.

Earlier this morning his wife had asked him to watch their daughter, Natsuki, while she went to the market for a few hours. Of course he refused, not because he didn’t want to spend time with his daughter, but because he had never spent time alone with her. Even though Benimaru looked calm on the outside, on the inside he was almost uncharacteristically nervous!

He looked over at his daughter, who looked right back at him with an almost curious gaze. She was probably wondering why her mother was leaving her with someone with little experience. He almost chuckled at the thought, if he were Natsuki he wouldn’t trust him either.

Benimaru walked over to her, picked her up out of her highchair, and gently held her in his arms.

“ Alright, looks like it’s just you and me today, kid.” He told her with a sigh, he looked down and saw what appeared to be a look of skepticism on his daughter's face. “ What? It’ll be fine.” He added with a shrug, but just in case things happened to go awry, he walked over to his house phone and decided to give Konro a call.

When Konro answered he knew exactly what this call was going to be about. Beni’s wife had informed him a few hours ago that she would be leaving the two alone and that he wasn’t allowed to help Beni unless it was an emergency.

“ I’m not coming to help you if that’s what this call is about.” Konro said with a small chuckle, he heard Beni make a weird noise as he had been caught.

“ I need your help Konro. I-, Natsuki stop squirming, I-, please Natsuki I don’t want to drop you!” Benimaru muttered as he wrestled the squirming child, Konro chuckled again as he listened to the father argue with his daughter.

“ Beni, you don’t need my help, you don’t even need your wife’s help with this.” Konro said as Benimaru scoffed on the other end of the line.

“ Of all the people in Asakusa I didn’t expect you to be the one to lie to me Konro.” He muttered, of course Konro had told small white lies in the past, but not blatant ones like this.

“ I’m not lying. I don’t think you realize how good you are with Natsuki. Wasn’t it you who was the first person to tell what her different cries meant? And not to mention you’re pretty much a pro when it comes to feeding her.” He pointed out.

“ Those things were just luck.” Benimaru muttered, Konro sighed.

“ If that were true do you really think your wife would have left you two alone, and for hours at that?” Konro asked, they both knew he had a point, if Beni’s wife really thought he wouldn’t be able to handle it she would have asked Konro to go over there, or she just would have taken Natsuki with her.

“ You…have a point.” Benimaru muttered, he glared slightly as the older man chuckled.

“ Listen Beni, you can do this. I know you’re nervous since this is something different and something you have very little experience in, but do you really think you’re the first and only parent who's ever felt like this when they were left alone with their kid for the first time? I bet if you ask any parent in Asakusa they’d tell you what I just did.” Konro could just see Benimaru looking away and rubbing his neck nervously. Konro chuckled, he probably knew Beni better than Beni knew himself.

“ You’ll be alright, besides, it’s only for a couple of hours right? You can do this.” Konro reassured him, and Beni just sighed.

“ Fine…but if something goes wrong, then I’m going to tell my wife it was all your fault because you didn’t help me.” Beni told him, to which Konro chuckled in response.

“ Alright, that sounds pretty fair to me.”

The men hung up and Benimaru looked at the now settled baby in his arms and gave her a slightly strained smile. He could do this, it wasn’t like he was fighting a hundred infernal’s right? He could do this.

At least that’s what he thought.

Things started off great after Benimaru had gotten off the phone with Konro, he and Natsuki had lunch and he had hoped that maybe she would try to take a nap.

But that didn’t happen.

Actually the complete opposite happened, instead of getting tired like he thought she would, she got a burst of energy. She began to crawl around and reach for things even though he would try to stop her, she accidentally knocked things over and broke them, and at one point had somehow locked herself in Benimaru and his wife’s closet! Benimaru sighed as he finally found Natsuki just sitting on the floor of the closet, playing in her parents clothes.

“ Natsuki, you’ve been crawling around for nearly an hour. Aren’t you tired yet?” Benimaru asked as he picked his daughter up and held her in his arms, she suddenly giggled and tried to squirm around in his arms which told him that no, she wasn’t tired yet.

“ Captain! Captain!” Benimaru suddenly heard someone shout as they went running through his house, the dark haired man turned and looked, it was one of his brigade members.

“ What’s going on?” Benimaru asked as Natsuki finally stopped squirming and looked at the man who was trying to catch his breath.

“ Captain, there’s two Infernal’s in the marketplace! I think it’s the old fisherman and his wife!” The man said quickly after he caught his breath, Benimaru nodded seriously before following the young man out of his house.

Benimaru knew he couldn’t bring his daughter with him as he went to take care of the Infernals, but as he looked at the younger members of his brigade, he didn’t trust them with his daughter. They were slightly nervous, sweat was collecting on their brows and their hands were trembling slightly.

“ Beni! Have you heard about the Infernals already?” Konro asked as he ran up to the younger man, Benimaru suddenly turned and handed Natsuki off to Konro.

“ I did and I’ll take care of it. While you take care of Natsuki.” He told him quickly before following behind the younger members of the brigade towards the market.

“ W-Wait Beni! Beni!” Konro shouted after his younger friend, but sighed as he was ignored. He looked down at Natsuki with a small smile. “ Looks like it’ll be just us for a bit huh?”

———

After Benimaru and his brigade took care of the Infrenals they began to rebuild what they had destroyed during the conflict. Benimaru had wanted to stay and help out, but his brigade members insisted he go home and be with Natsuki, that they could handle it and he could help out tomorrow.

Benimaru eventually gave in and slowly began to walk back to his home. It always took a toll on him whenever he had to put down an Infernal, especially when it was someone he saw on a regular basis such as the fisherman and his wife. He hoped that there would come a day where he would no longer have to do this, that he and his friends and family could all just live in peace without the worry of Infernals and Spontaneous Human Combustion.

As Benimaru finally made it to his home he was pulled out of his thoughts by a near whining noise, and as he looked up he saw Natsuki struggling against Konro’s grip.

“ Are you alright?” Konro asked as he stood up and walked over to his young friend. Benimaru reached out and took his daughter from him and held her tightly in his arms, which she reciprocated.

“ No. But I will be.” Benimaru muttered as his daughter wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, he almost wanted to laugh, it was as though she knew he needed a hug.

As he and Konro parted ways and Benimaru walked into his house with his daughter in his arms, he silently hoped that the day of peace would come sooner rather than later. For his daughter’s sake at least.

Another hour passed before his wife came home, she quietly announced herself before slipping her shoes off at the door. She silently walked into the house and saw her husband and daughter sitting together on the floor. Benimaru was holding Natsuki gently in his arms as he read her a story, and the two laughed at one of the passages he just finished reading.

“ You two look like you’ve had a productive day.” His wife said softly as she entered the living room, Benimaru smiled softly at his wife.

“ Yeah, it started out pretty rough, but we finally found our footing.” He told her as he glanced down at his daughter, who began to rest her head against his chest tiredly.

“ I heard about the Infernals…are you okay?” His wife asked as she crouched down beside him and gently moved some of his dark hair out of his face. She knew that he probably wouldn’t be okay for a long time, he always took these things harder than he would ever let anyone know.

“ I’m…I’m getting there, Natsuki’s been a big help.” Benimaru admitted quietly as the young girl in question closed her eyes and began to drift off into sleep.

“ I’m glad she was able to help,” His wife kissed the top of his head before reaching out towards Natsuki. “ Here I’ll take her to bed.”

As his wife reached out towards their daughter Benimaru moved her away and shook his head.

“ No, I'll take her to bed.”

“ But-.”

“ I’ll do it. Just sit down and relax, I’ll be right back.” Benimaru insisted as he stood up and carried their daughter towards her room as his wife watched them walk away with a fond smile on her face.

The two seemed to have bonded even more while she was away, which is exactly what she had hoped for.

———

Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you have a good day 🥰!

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qweaenr · 1 year

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FIRE FORCE - Shinmon Benimaru 3/3

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mypimpademia · 10 months

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— Hair

Benimaru x black! Fem! Reader, Shinra x black! Fem! Reader

Synopsis: Which hairstyles they like on you the most

TW: None

Note: pictures aren’t mine, all are from Pinterest!

— BENIMARU

⇶ Benimaru is a very simple man when it comes to the things that please him

⇶ So while he thinks you’re gorgeous no matter what, he swears you’re the only person in the world when you have Fulani braids, regular box braids, or French curl braids

⇶ Fulani braids are his absolute favorite, and he takes no action in hiding that

⇶ Compliments you a lot already, but when you come home from a day out with Fulani braids, the affection from him seems uncharacteristically endless

⇶ Loves them with wooden beads especially, and if you have his name spelled out that in the beads, he might lose all his composure

⇶ Can’t stop staring at them, and will just walk up to you and position them to where he can see his name in them

⇶ Especially when when he’s a little tipsy off sake, he’ll ask you over and over to show him while you’re sat on his lap and he has a dopey grin while kissing up the side of your face and neck

⇶ For box braids, he just loves how simple yet versatile they are

⇶ Always comes up behind you while you’re doing your hair and just watches you with adoration in his eyes

⇶ When you get done and ask him what he thinks, he always says “beautiful, as always, my love” and gives you a peck on the lips

⇶ While some may argue that French curl braids aren’t exactly simple, Beni just loves how the ends are so beautifully curled, and thinks you look so enamoring and elegant with them

⇶ Loves to fix your curls if they get tangled or one is out of place

⇶ And when you’re cuddling, he always gently pulls on the curls just to watch them bounce back up

⇶ Beni doesn’t care if your hair is long or short, but for styling he likes anything with claw clips, and half up half down. For colors he loves plain black, brown, or ginger

⇶ And for bolder colors, he likes dark blue or red (to match his eyes)

⇶ Beni is honestly a sucker for anything you do, but less really is more to him x

— SHINRA

⇶ Shinra LOVES locs

⇶ Natural or faux, it doesn’t matter to him

⇶ Just thinks locs are so beautiful on you, especially if they’re bright and colorful

⇶ For faux locs, he likes butterfly and distressed the most

⇶ Doesn’t matter if they’re long or short either, he loves it all

⇶ For natural locs, he helps you maintain them, with your guidance of course

⇶ Does your detox and wash for you, but he can’t help past that as much as he’d like to

⇶ He’s tried to watch retwist tutorials, and you’ve let him practice on you, but he just can’t get it

⇶ It makes him a little sad honestly, because he does wanna help but he just can’t do it

⇶ He’ll be able to with a bit more practice, but until then he just adds the clips onto your hair while you retwist

⇶ On top of his love for locs, he loves your natural hair

⇶ And again, especially if it’s dyed

⇶ Short, mid length, long, he doesn’t care!!!

⇶ Shinra loves when you have it out in an afro, but puffs, claw clips, and finger waves are all close rivals

⇶ He’s actually fully capable of helping you on wash days, so you can relax while he gets to work

⇶ He’s also oddly fast when he washes it for you? Much faster than you are or anyone else when they wash your hair, you don’t know how but you don’t question it either

⇶ He can even blow your hair out for you, and when it comes to protecting it before bed, he’s pretty decent at braiding and twisting!

⇶ But don’t bother asking for flat twists or cornrows, he will try his best, but your hair will be left in a tangled mess

⇶ Shinra loves putting on your bonnet for you too

⇶ If it’s been a long wash day, or you started late in the day just to finish late at night, he always runs to get your bonnet for you and gently slips it on your head before kissing your cheek

⇶ Really though, he’s just in love with your hair. And if your hair is as bold as he is, he’ll love it even more

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weluvsosa · 2 years

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𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 ’𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲 ~ 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐮

# black coded reader (anyone can read). food play. oral (m receiving)

# wc: 0.7k

benimaru laid against the your shared headboard as he waited patiently for you to come back upstairs. you had told him to sit down and don't move until you came back because you wanted to try out something new on him that you'd seen online. no matter how many times he asked or tried to pry it out of you, you refused to tell him what it was.

all he could do is wait and cross his fingers, hoping you didn't come back with a cucumber or eggplant. he heard your footsteps running back upstairs as you ran into the room, excitement written all over your face as you plopped down on the bed near his feet.

"whatcha got there?" he asked, noticing that you were hiding something behind your back.

you bit down on the bottom of your lip before pulling the fruit roll up from behind your back, earning a weird look from him. "the hell you gonna do with that?" you didn't answer him, leaning over and spreading his legs as you undid his belt. benimaru raised his eyebrows, he was a bit shocked from your straightforwardness but he damn sure wasn't complaining.

you could feel his dick getting hard under your hands as you pulled his zipper down, looking up at him through your eyelashes to see he wore a smirk on his face. you quickly pulled his pants and underwear down, watching as his dick bounced and slapped against the bottom of his stomach.

you took the fruit roll up and ripped open the wrapper with your teeth, pulling the candy out and unraveling it. "this is gonna get a lil messy 'ight?" you tried to warn him but he just shrugged, not giving a care in the world.

you gently grabbed his dick, laying your tongue flat against his big tip as you gave small kitten licks, earning a grunt from him. you then started to wrap the sticky treat around his dick, the fruit roll up barely wrapped all the way around due to his thickness. you could see the multiple veins he had protruding through the candy, nearly making you drool.

"so? you just gonna stare or put it in your mouth?" his dick twitched from the lack of friction, beads of pre-cum rolling down from his slit onto the candy. you brought your tongue back to his dick and swirled your tongue around his entire time before bringing it into your mouth and sucking harshly.

you heard beni grunt loudly and his hips bucked up into your mouth as his big hands fisted the sheets, screwing his eyes shut. you started to swallow more of his dick into your mouth, pre-cum and the candy being mixed together in your mouth while you started to get a little more messy: coming up for a minute before puckering your lips and spitting out a glob of saliva on his dick before using your hand and stroking it up and down rapidly, putting his dick back into your mouth.

you watched as benimaru's started to clench and unclench his stomach, draping his arm over his face to hide the blush that was creeping up onto his skin. the fruit roll up was more like a colorful syrup that was sticking to his dick and thighs, you it slurped up happily as you hollowed out your cheeks and moaned loudly, sending vibrations through his dick and making him let outa string of curses under his breath.

you knew he was on the verge of cumming from how his dick kept twitching inside of your mouth, you decided to pick up the pace, bringing both of your hands around his dick as you stroked his fast while bobbing your head up and down, squeezing it a bit every now and then. beni bit down harshly on his bottom lip, enough to shed blood as his eyebrows furrowed together and he came inside your mouth, sucking his teeth from feeling your plump lips sucking all of the cum out of him.

you swallowed of the salty liquid as you popped his dick out of your mouth, smiling up at his out of breath figure while you licked some of the sweetness off of your lips. "i knew you would like it" benimaru didn't even give you a proper response, simply nodding his head as he came down from his high.

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twiliroze · 1 month

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Wanted to share my creepy Shinmon Benimaru art, well, I tried my best lol. Was trying to get creepy/yandere like vibes, but I think I’m missing something. Anyway, enjoy 👋

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yuichi-ro · 2 years

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Benimaru x fem!Reader

─this one’s just for you @momo-ceros ♡ cw: fem!Reader, reader is a tease, light dubcon photography (Waka gets into it), exhibition, sexual photography, oral (m!receiving), cum eating, unedited word count: 1.4k ─Waka needs to submit Company Seven’s photo for the Fire Force Calendar or else your beloved home town loses it’s funding

“Do you want the entire town to know you’re doing this? Or do you want to suck it up and get it done and over with quietly?”

Beni’s mouth twisted and turned downwards with a soured expression. Looking from the camera in your hand. Back up to your face. Then to the camera again. Lips pursed tight with that lackadaisical gaze neither hinting towards a yes or no to your very simple question poised in his direction.

“Well?” One hand on your hip and the other jostling the camera out in front of you with an impatient look, you were inclined to hear an answer today and not several days from now like he was trying to do, “You want me to do it or should I get Konro?”

He shuddered. Knowing no one escaped the sketchy nature of Konro’s ability to photograph anything he set his mind to. Beni really thought he was staring down the maw of two equally awful ideas. Until the time to drag his feet and choose ran out.

“....fine,” Beni’s tight lipped answer as he refused to meet your gaze, “One picture, then we’re done.”

One picture was all you intended to get. But it had to be the perfect picture. After all Company’s Seven funding rested on the popularity contest of showing off your assets. And with Beni lounging on the back deck of the empty fire house you weren’t going to slack off and lose the popularity contest.

“How about...just drop the shoulder a bit.” You gestured for your request.

Beni already laid out on his side, propped up on one arm with an eerily vacant look on his face. Contradicting the sigh that left his lips upon your request, “I said one picture.”

“And technically I haven’t even snapped a single one,” You wiggled your finger above the shutter button, “So drop the shoulder fire boy.”

Groaning he fished out his shoulder from the uniform. Letting the fabric fall away from his top half. Exposing nearly all of his torso with one easy go. Beni’s ears undeniably red for the first time in a while. The afternoon Asakusa breeze tickling over his exposed collar bones and bare chest. He was so easily flustered and yet he’d fight it tooth and nail to acknowledge it.

You crept closer with the camera pulled up to your face. Grin on your lips as you watched him through a tiny lense try and refuse your gaze, “You know Waka, bet we could double the funding from this popularity contest if you shed even more.”

“Pff.” He snorted but refused to answer.

“Aww don’t be like that,” You dipped down to your knees in front of him. Holding the camera up like any moment you’d snap a picture. Instead your free hand reached out and just so happen to lightly dust the rest of his uniform off his top. Fabric bunching around his waist and leaving the captain shirtless in front of you, “Don’t you wanna stick it to those imperial pigs with their own game?”

Showing up the empire was one thing. But it hailed in comparison to the here and now. Your touch ghosting over his collar bones. Fingers dipping down to the apex of his chest. Beni’s breathing hitching in his lungs the second you pressed your palm flush against his chest and nudged him back a little on the deck. If his subtle tint of his ears weren’t tattling on him before. The growing bulge in his uniform certainly was doing the trick.

“...nothing scandalous.” He mumbled with a failing grip on his sanity the more and more you touched down his chest. Easing more and more into this idea of you capturing a photo if this is what you intended to do with him.

“Scandalous?” You echoed with fake offense to his words, “I would never. Not of my captain...”

He felt the moan slip past his lips before actually hearing it. Your body leaning into his. Lips pressed to the top of his collar bone. Warmth of them in stark contrast to the cold air. His moan was one thing but purely stifled the moment your hand ghosted over the bulge in his pants.

Cock twitching against the heavy fire proof fabric. It didn’t take a genius to realize how turned on he was. Beni’s cheeks now sharing in the same infamous blush of his ears. He was enjoying himself. And you couldn’t entirely pass up the opportunity to tease him about it.

“Waka...” You muttered with the softest whisper in his ear. Hand grinding and rubbing against the twitching bulge in his trousers, “This won’t do. Even this is a little extreme for the Company Calendar.”

He fought back your snide comment only to fail with lewd moans the more you gripped him. Fingers curling around his length. Stroking him through his pants. Beni now nearly folding into you with desperation the longer you toyed with him.

“As your photographer this just can’t do.” You kissed the conjunction right under his sensitive ear. Drawing out a pitiful mewl from the man, “It looks like I’ll have to fix this myself.”

Undoing his uniform further. Pushing aside the pleats of his kimono. Revealing the swollen purple tip of his cock hardly abused with the attention you were giving him over the clothes. Now when your fingers wrapped around his length it cascaded into a symphony of moans from the man. Beni propping himself up on you as he panted and lost his composure. Your fist tightening around his aching cock as you began to stroke him.

“W-What are you doing-” Beni hardly managed with half lidded eyes as he watched you raise the camera with your other hand still stroking him.

“Personal collection is all~” You chirped with a grin as you pulled his foreskin back and watched him buck up and moan at the sensation. His cock twitching and drooling the second you snapped a photo. Giggling you moved the camera from there to point it at his already cute little fucked out expression, “My personal portfolio is all. You don’t mind do you Waka?”

No coherent answer could leave him when you purposely ran your fingers up his cock the second you asked him. Beni folding in half onto you with a shuddering thrust to his hips. Rutting against your attention as your pace picked up. Nowhere frantic in the way you jerked him off. It was apparent how badly this was turning him on with the precum oozing from his tip and the desperate rutting of his hips to match your strokes. Fingers dilligently curled around his cock. You couldn’t help the smile growing on your face as you continued to snap photos here and there of the beautiful expression on his face and even more of his perfectly throbbing cock the closer he came to his high.

“Oh, we can’t have you ruining your uniform can we? Not before I get a good picture that is.” Your fingers busy around his cock. Beni had no idea what was happening except that it felt amazing. One moment you were eye level with him. The next he was just staring at the bulk of the camera as your head was between his legs.

Lips around the bulbous part of his head. Tongue slipping against his drooling slit and periodically under the hood of his overly sensitive tip. All of it too much too fast. Resulting in a gush of cum filling your mouth and Beni’s mewling little moans as his hips bucked and shuddered. Thick ropes of cum painting the inside of your mouth much to your enjoyment as your fingers milked the rest of it out of his length. Making it impossible for you to not snap another picture in the very moment he came in your mouth.

Beni, utterly spent, collapsed backwards on the deck. Bare chest heaving up and down as you sat back up. Licking your lips and wiping them clean. Looking over to see his arm draped over his flush face and the perfect post orgasmic glow that you loved to see on the man. And what would be a definite winner in the Company Calendar.

You made sure his groin was covered. Still rubbing your hand over his half hard cock so the outline of his member was so awfully visible to anyone who looked close enough. And with the stench of his cum in your nose and mouth, you snapped the final picture of an exhausted blushing Benimaru on the porch of Company Seven’s barracks.

When you lowered the camera and saw him peeking up at you through frayed black bangs, all you could do was grin ear to ear with triumph, “I can’t wait until next years calendar. I’ve got even more ideas for us to try that’ll surely win.”

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