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portfolio-of-dreams · 1 year

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slow dancing in the dark | haitani rindou x afab! reader

warnings: 18+! minors dni, you will be blocked. afab reader, explicit smut, fwb type thing, fingering, oral, kinda dom! rin, spit, cervix fucking? (only mentioned briefly), hurt/angst.

w/c: 2k

a/n: in my angst area or something. listen to: slow dancing in the dark- joji thank you to @nanamis-wifey-reye and @koucaine for beta-reading! 🫶

The sky wept in dark tears, melancholic smoke clouds floating across the horizon in the aftermath. The streetlights blurred the lines against the concrete. The drowsiness of the night weighed against the roof, the shutters, and seeped onto your shoulders that rested against the window as you sat on the seat of the sill and watched the rain streak down the glass.

You’ve been through enough these past few weeks and you just wanted to start over- move away, change your name and forget all about him. If that was the case, then why did you call him? You’re holding your phone to your ear with your shoulder, hearing the faint ring and you hope he doesn’t answer- but he will. He always does.

“Hello?”

“Sorry to call you, Rin… but, can you come over?” your voice is a faint whisper and you cross your fingers behind your back for him to say that he’s busy. But he never seems to busy for you.

“Give me 10 minutes. I’ll be over, soon.” and he hangs up the phone.

You sigh and press your cheek against the cool of the glass and the rain’s reflection on your skin makes it look like your crying- but you aren’t; you can’t.

You brush your hair and decide that’s enough effort, it’s just Rindou. You wait- about 15 minutes pass and you hear a knock on the door, your heart is pounding and you don’t know why, but you rush through the hallway to open it. You’re met with those familiar violet eyes- there’s something so comforting about them yet you still feel uneasy. They meet yours without even searching. Those violet eyes: something startling as they lifted in your direction. The kind of soft purple that makes you ache through your bloodstream until you’re able to look at them again. His hair is slightly damp and drips against the grey hoodie he has zipped to his collarbone but you can still see the intricate design of his tattoo peeking through.

No words are exchanged as he cupped your cheeks and crashed his lips against yours. They’re warm and taste like spearmint toothpaste and Listerine mouthwash. He’s walking you backward into the apartment as he closes the door with his foot- not missing a beat. He knows the way, memorized the footing from your doorstep to your room, stepping over the shoes you left in the hall and haven’t moved from last week. Your hands pull the zipper of his jacket down and shrug it off his shoulders as your nails rake down his now exposed skin. He carefully peels off your clothing as his lips wander over your neck. He’s skilled as his tongue digs into the divots of flesh, running up the vein that shows more prominently when you’re turned on. He knows you, every part of you.

You’re naked when he pushes you down against your bed, cotton sheets rippling under your body. He discards his sweats and is back on top of you leaving open mouthed kisses along your chest. You’re already moaning his name as your skin starves for his touch. His breath skated across your cheek and his scent crawled into your senses, the same drug that intoxicated you not even a week ago.

He lowered his voice against the shell of your ear, turning it into a hoarse, almost sinful version of itself, “If you need me so badly, then beg,” as he bit and tugged on the lobe of your ear.

He was always like this, gravely mumbles in your ear, against your skin- his voice infiltrated any wall you had kept up taking the secret passage through to your heart. You’ve never been able to say ‘no’ to him, no matter how hard you may fight, or try to claw your way out- his grip always tightened. Like how it did now as his hand interlaced in yours under the security of the sheets. His body heat radiating through the cool air conditioner of your room as he pressed himself against you, hardening cock rubbing over your wet cunt. You pushed your head back into the pillows as your eyes fluttered, open and closed, at the pressure he was creating. Unfiltered sounds escaped from your parted lips as you stuttered on pleas of his name.

“R- rin… please.” The way you said his name made his cock twitch and no more words needed to be exchanged as he glides his tongue down your stomach.

He chuckled darkly at the way your body squirmed and writhed under him as he pressed the pad of his thumb to your clit. He kissed up the inside of your thigh, nipping at the plush skin as his thumb began to move in slow, tight circles. Your thighs shook gently at his touch, he’s always known how to make you come undone so easily. Hot breath against your core as he watches you start to drip and clench around nothing. He removes his thumb, just for a moment, as your arousal seeps out steadily. A subtle smirk forms on his pink lips before he spits against your clit, making you gasp and he slides two fingers into your warm hole. He easily moves his digits around in the wetness he created, scissoring you open and gliding ghosted fingertips along your gummy walls. He knows your pussy like the alphabet, knows every spot that makes you shake and moan those pretty words.

He thrusts his fingers all the way in and out a few times before pulling them out to spread your folds and use his tongue to prod and circle your entrance, collecting your juices and flattening his tongue to lick up to your clit. Unabashed moans fall from your mouth as he continues his ministrations. It wasn’t long before his suckling and pinching got more fervid, as you were swimming in throes of ecstasy, your hips grinding up against his face. He reaches a hand down to grab his cock, tip angry and red as he swipes at the leaking precum with his thumb before pumping. Fuck, you were ready for him and you wanted him. He moved his tongue skillfully with every abrupt stroke inside your drenched hole followed by his fingers, pinching and pulling at your now, swollen clit. You felt yourself getting closer and closer to that euphoria and you knew he knew it too.

“Cum.” His voice was deep and it wasn’t a request, it was a demand.

The tension in your stomach snapped as you cried his name. Back arching up as you tried to pull yourself from his grasp, but he was quick to place a steady hand on your stomach as he kept you in place, continuing to gather your slick on his tongue. He was desperate for you, to taste you, his hand pumping his cock with more vigor as he pulled off your clit with a pop! He didn’t waste a minute before driving himself into you, unfiltered curses leaving his mouth as you clenched around him. He’s fucked you so many times before, the shape of him is ingrained into your flesh. He falls into the mold so perfectly, like he always does, veins rubbing along your gummy walls, his thick tip hitting the soft spot that drives you wild.

If you were made of fire, he would be the gasoline- adding to the rage of red flames as he leaned forward to capture your lips again. It was messy, and rushed as he mercilessly thrusted into you. Teeth clashing and saliva dribbling over your lips as you tried to follow his movements. You could feel yourself pulsating, aching, and crying out for him softly through the eye contact you now held. It was intimate for a moment, too intimate for you. You turned your head to the side to break it but he gripped your chin and made you look at him again, blunt fingernails digging into your skin. In that moment, he thrusts hard into you, tip hitting deep into your cervix and you cry out. Small tears prick the corners of your eyes but you quickly blink them away before he can notice. His hips snap hashly against your own as he coaxes closer to another orgasm. You know he’s close too by the way his hips move sloppily, and his dick twitches at each snag on your walls. He removes his hand from your chin and grips your hips, slamming into you as he tosses his head back in ecstasy. His thrusts are now pure instinct, wanting nothing more than to feel you clench around him, taking every ounce of him as you can.

“Cum with me.”

He doesn’t have to say anything else as the internal knot snapped again and you creamed all down his length. He looked down as he pulled back for a moment as he felt you relax, seeing the thin white ring of slick dripping down to the base of his cock. He slams into you a few more times before keeping his hips pressed tight against you, as ropes his cum spurt out and paint your insides. It’s warm and thick as you start to droop against the bed letting him ride out his high and fill you to the brim. Your breaths are heavy as they weave in and out against each other when he drops down against you, careful to not let his body weight fall against you. He litters wet kisses along your collarbone and your neck before pulling out slowly. You wince at the loss of contact and the small pain you now feel below.

He knows the drill by now. He walks to the bathroom to grab a washcloth as he daintily cleans your thighs and anything that still drips out of your abused cunt. You lay there, letting him do as he pleases with you as you try to straighten out your breathing. You pull the sheets up to cover your naked body when he finishes. You watch him toss the towel into the hamper and as he shrugs his jacket back on, lazily zipping it up half-way and looks at you- his eyes seemingly a shade lighter than when he first got here though the only light is the faint moonbeam that spreads it’s fingers across the sheets through your curtains.

“Don’t look at me like that,” You mumble through tight lips as you pull a tshirt over your head.

He scoffs, “like what?”

You’re serious in your response, “like you love me…” you can almost hear the faint tear from the top of his heart as it rips towards the center.

He crosses his arms over his chest and sighs as he drops his head, “Why do we keep doing this?”

“Elaborate, Rindou. I can’t read your mind.”

“This! The late night phone calls and the meaningless fucks” - at least on your end, he thinks- “I’m over it. Why can you just admit things? How many nights do I have to press up against you, hold your hand under the sheets? How many times do I need to breathe your name against your neck for you to understand?!” He’s almost yelling at this point, arms flung out on either side of himself as he stares at you with those violet eyes.

“Because I’m afraid!” You shouted back, then in a much quieter voice, “I’m afraid and you completely unravel me until I feel vulnerable, and it hurts.” Your voice is raised but trembling as your hands grasp each other at your chest and your heart starts racing at fraying at the seams.

He lets out a pained exhale as he pulls his hood over his head and heads towards the door. His hand reaches the knob and before leaving he turns back to you, just enough to see his face from the side of the hood, “Get your foot out of your ass, and don’t call me until you can look me in the eyes and say you feel the same way that I do about you.”

“R- rin! Wait, come on, don't be like that!” You rush out of your room to the hall but your cries fall on deaf ears as he’s already closed the door on you. You drop to your knees in defeat and silent tears tumble over your cheeks. They’re wet and somewhat cold against your flustered skin and you wonder if the sky feels the same way when it cries.

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bajimagination · 2 years

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Incorrect bonten quotes: Into that

Rindou: Good lord, why don't you just date him already?!?

Rindou: Instead of me having to hear you rant around about how "hot" or "attractive my brother is.

Y/n: *sigh* yes yes, I know. But if we were together and he flirts back with these girls on the street hitting up on him, knowing that he's still flirty even if he's taken, I'd end up actually destroying him

Rindou: He'd be into that though

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matsur1 · 2 years

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Rindou x f!reader

Warnings: A bit of swearing, a bit of flirting(?) and FLUFF TEEHEE

Word Count: 1.1k

You and the Haitanis were very good friends since you were around eleven or twelve years old. It all started when they happened to find you alone on the streets at night while they were both doing their thing, sitting in front of a light pole with a little pout visible on your face. Ran kept convincing his brother to approach you since Rin kept telling him to leave you alone.

But later on they finally approached you. “What’s wrong, Chibi-chan?” Ran asked you. You looked up to see who it was, “It’s nothing,” you answered. “Hmmm,” he hummed. “Would you like to go on in an adventure with us?” He once again asked. You look at both of them, Ran giving you a smile and putting his hand out while Rin looked away with a grumpy face.

They both then walked you around the neighborhood and soon, dropped you in front of your house just to ensure you went home safely. Ever since then, the three of you always hanged out. Since you didn’t know any other way to contact them, you’d always wait for them where they found you, in front of the same light pole.

As the three of you grew up, you eventually got their contacts, sometimes they’d disappear somewhere out of Roppongi for “business purposes” they said, but you knew what it was about. Everyone got along well, you’d often visit their house too.

You and Ran had the same energy so you share laughs with him and as for you and Rin, well it’s not like you both shared the same vibe but you both got along well. Sometimes he’d laugh at your humor, sometimes giving you a serious look signaling it wasn’t funny but you’d both end up bursting into laughter after.

Years later, Ran invited you to their house because apparently, they were throwing a party tonight, which was a surprise since Ran was usually annoyed whenever Rin would throw parties. Of course, you accepted their invitation. But Ran asked you to go earlier than the time given for the actual party, you wondered why but you brushed it off. The moment you went inside their house, you understood why Ran wanted you to attend earlier.

Your eye twitched, “I see now.” You spoke while Rin and Ran told you, “Welcome Back~” without even glancing at you, doing their own thing. “Oh my gooodd” you whined. “Oh my god~” the brothers mocked you in sync. You could only sigh and leave your belongings on the kitchen counter. Moving to clean their messy ass house. “Your Majesties, sorry to disturb your precious resting time but will you please help me clean your own house?” you asked in sarcasm. They both lightly laughed before standing up to help you clean the house for the party.

Later, when the three of you finally finished, it was only minutes before people would start coming for the party. The three of you sighed and sat down on the sofa.

“I can’t believe you both decided to throw a party then make a guest clean your own house for you,” you spoke. “At least we helped you clean though.” Ran told you. “Oh right, I’m sorry I forgot that part,” you rolled your eyes. Rindou kept quiet, leaning his head back on the sofa, clearly visible that he got tired. Then, the three of you shared silence until their doorbell rang. “Oooo~ Here they are” Ran immediately stood up, excited to have guests finally come in. Rin also stood up, on his way to his DJ booth and play some music. You now could hear lots of people, both men and women, go inside their house. You still sat down on the sofa, closing your eyes and throwing your head back, trying to take a quick break. When a random man whistled, “Wow, who’s this hot chick you got here?” You opened an eye, trying to figure out who he meant, when you realized he was talking about you, you glared at him. Making Rin smirk, “Leave her,” he firmly told the guy. The man got weirded out so he ignored both of you, trying to hit on other women who were invited to the party instead.

It started to get noisier so you went to get some wine on the shelf at counter bar. Their shelf was mostly filled will Mont Blanc wine so you just picked up whatever and poured some into a glass. “Pour me some, will ya?” a voice spoke behind you, you turned to see who it was. It was Rindou. You poured wine into his glass, both of you enjoying your drinks until Ran announced. “There’s more booze everyone!!!!” He yelled as loud as he could to overlap Rindou’s music playing in the background.

“What’s up with him today? You both seem to have switched souls or something,” you laughed. “Don’t know, maybe he’ll die soon,” Rindou joked. You gasped so loud that Rindou laughed hard. “Don’t joke about your brother like that!!” You said in between of your laughs.

Lots of things happened that night, a lot of partying and a lot of women gushing over the Haitani Brothers, some trying to hit them up. But eventually, Ran got drunk and got annoyed, going back to his own self, so he left and went to sleep. Everyone else was drunk except for you and Rin. Rin decided to wrap things up and make everyone leave.

You and Rindou were the only ones left to clean up all the mess. It was quiet now. You picked up the trash and Rindou collected the bottles and glasses. While you were both at the counter bar, cleaning, you slipped. Thankfully, Rin was quick to put his hand behind you and saved you from tripping. “A bit tipsy now, aren’t we?” He chuckled while a blush appeared on your face. At first, he was confused but when he realized, he immediately helped you stand up and let go of your back, a blush also appearing on his face.

You cleared your throat, “Sorry,” you mumbled. There was a moment of silence after you apologized. Rin put both of his hands on both of your sides, pinning you on the counter. He put his head on your shoulder, “Eh?? Rin?- Are you okay?” you worriedly asked.

“Don’t apologize.” He firmly spoke, he then raised his head, and went eye to eye with you. Slowly, he went closer to your face until he was only a breath away from you, sometimes glancing at your lips.

“And here, I thought you told me we should’ve left her alone the night she was alone in the streets.” Ran spoke.

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saenora · 1 year

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prostitute!Rindou /// 💓

this is for @killsaki ‘s collab!!! THANKSS FOR HOSTING THIS COLLAB!! i got to make this awfully pretty boi💖

. back door .

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n8hao0 · 2 years

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he said : "honey, you've been

so good to me - i only wish

we had a better life."

song .. poorman's grave by eraserheads ! ♡

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anchovy89freya · 1 year

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Haitani Rin

#illustration #fanart #procreate #doodle #drawing #illustragram #procreate5 #tokyo revengers bonten #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #rindou haitani #haitani rindou #haitani rin

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mikeys-bike-slut · 1 year

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Untitled Part 35

the last chapter before the finale! You guys are ready?

Previous Part

WARNING: angst, might need ya tissues

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It took us all a few days to recover from the fight against Tenjiku both mentally and physically. Luckily Emma recovered and was released early, Mitsuya been taking care of her since then. I made up with everyone in Toman, especially Mikey, we spent the entire night after the fight talking about our issues and what has happened. The only people I have not spoken to were the Haitanis, they tried to reach me but I just ignored every call and text I received from them. I have been through enough the past few days I just needed a break before another heart break. As much I wanted to pretend Kisaki only said those things to annoy me, unfortunately it made sense.

"Hey, you good?" Mikey voice yanked me back to reality as he threw a popcorn at me.

"I am, sorry. But hey!" I chuckled then grabbed the popcorn he threw at me and threw it back at him.

"If you two won't stop throwing food you won't get anymore" Mitsuya warned us and both Mikey and I pouted but quieted down though we silently kept sticking out our tongues at each other.

It was nice to have afternoons like this again. Things felt like the good old days, like everything was fine. The perfect time to pretend that life is fine, that we did not suffer the tragedies that we did, that we did not go through the heart breaks we did. It was a time we all cherished but I couldn't help but feel like something changed, things will never be the same as they were. Where will life lead us? Where will I go? I officially quit Toman. I wanted a break from gangs and violence maybe I'll give it up forever. Who knows, all I know that right now the only thing I wanted is a stable home and someone to come home to and that person is someone who I haven't spoken to in a while and it is long overdue.

"Sorry guys but I have to go, I just realized I have some things to sort out" I excused my self as I stood up form the sofa.

"You okay, Angie?" Emma asked with a hint of worry in her tone but I just shook my head with a smile to dismiss her worries before I replied.

"I'm okay, don't worry. Thank you for the invite, I hope we can do this again" I smiled at the rest of the gang.

"We hold you to that" Smiley grinned at me and I let out a small chuckle.

Everyone was smiling and laughing except Mikey, he had worry reflecting in his onyx orbs and I could tell... he was feeling the change just like I was. He stood up and walked me out to the door where we both stopped.

"Don't go... please" he almost begged as he gently grabbed my arm.

"You feel it too... don't you?" I asked as I looked at him and he just nodded.

"I don't know what it is but I feel like this is the last time we will be sitting here together as friends. Something is coming" he said as he looked into my eyes. "I just wanna hold on as long as I can..."

"Things never be the same as they were before, Mikey. I wanna leave the sinking ship before it's too late... Do the same Mikey, save yourself, save what you can but don't cling on because you'll drown" I said as I caressed his cheek.

"Just give me one last kiss... That's all I ask of you"

"You don't even have to ask" I whispered before I leaned closer to him and kissed him softly. We let the kiss linger, we wanted to saviour our lastkiss. I cupped his face as he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight against him as he deepened the kiss and I let him. I wanted to be lost in the moment, deep down wishing for it to last forever. "Take care of yourself, Mikey" I whispered into his lips. "I will always love you"

"Always" he whispered as he rested his forehead against mine before pulling away. "Go"

I nodded then opened the door and walked out. The heavy feeling was still storming around me and it became heavier the second I walked out that door. I felt the crying at the back of my throat which was desperately clawing at me. The choking feeling of breaking down any second. What is going on...? I wondered as it started to turn into frustration but I had to ignore it when I got my Honda and rode off home while trying to clear my head in the cold winter air which thankfully I was able to do so.

As I pulled up to my house I noticed the car parking in front but I didn't think much about it, probably guests of my neighbours or something. I parked my bike in the garage then finally walked inside. Normally the empty house makes me uncomfortable but right now it's all I needed.

"Finally, you're home" the voice came from behind me and I recognized it immediately.

"Ran..." I whispered then quickly grabbed my baseball bat and turned around but as I did I was already facing Ran's steel baton.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk is this any way to treat an old friend?" he shook his head then gave me his signature smirk.

"What do you want?" I growled as I clenched the bat tighter.

"First of all drop it..." he smiled as he motioned at the bat in my hand.

"Like hell I will" I growled but suddenly I felt a body behind me and blade against my throat.

"C'mon sweetheart" Rindou purred as he nudged the bat with his leg. I let out an annoyed growl then dropped the bat. "Good girl"

"She can be a good girl when she wants..." Ran smirked as he ran his baton slowly down my body. "How long I've been yearning to finally fuck you"

"Fuck both of you assholes..." I gritted my teeth. "I can't believe how fucking stupid I was to believe you actually care about me, and I can't believe that shithead Tetta was right"

Ran's expression suddenly changed like he realized something. "Let her go Rindou" his tone suddenly changed as he shook his head.

"Yes, Izana did task us to wrap you around our fingers, which we thought would be easy. Just an average woman, right?" Rindou started.

"But we didn't calculate one thing into our master plan" Ran continued.

"What?" I hissed at them.

"That we'll be wrapped around her fingers instead" Rindou sighed as he pulled the knife away from my throat and stepped back. "We thought you just used us and now that you back in Toman you just threw us away"

"What?" I looked at them confused. "I am not even back in Toman..."

"What?" they asked with the same confusion in their tone as I had in mine. "How come?" Rindou asked confused.

"It's over" I shook my head. "I just want a break from the criminal life"

"Oh" they both said and I could hear the pure disappointment and in their tone. "I guess this is goodbye, then?"

"I'm afraid so" I sighed then I turned around to face Rindou. "I will miss you, both of you" I said as I caressed his cheek.

"As we will miss you, you were the only thing that brought light into the darkness. You truly made every day better" Ran confessed then sighed as he walked up to us and wrapped his arms around me from behind while Rindou embraced me from the front.

"We won't bother you ever again but I truly wish you a good life" the younger Haitani said quietly giving me one last squeeze and a kiss on the forehead before letting me go along with his brother.

"You two behave, okay?" I forced a smile onto my lips while tears started to form in my eyes as I looked at my favourite duo.

"You two, sweetheart" Ran gave me his signature grin before walking out my front out with his brother behind him, walking out of my life for ever.

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eetherealgoddess · 2 months

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TR: ꨄYANDERE ONE NIGHT STAND HEADCANONSꨄ

Sano Manjiro, Hanemiya Kazutora, Sanzu Haruchiyo, & Haitani Brothers x Reader

Characters are 18+

❦Idc how bad you want it, do NOT wake up to these mfs❦

Not fully proofread

MY TR FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR, AO3, AND WATTPAD UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!

Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

Mikey: You didn’t expect to see a man lying next to you in your bed, let alone him being a friend of yours from childhood. You almost didn’t recognize him considering the black hair that’s falling down his back and shoulders. His body curved to the side as you stared in shock at the back of his head. You peeked over and almost cursed when you realized who he was.

You don’t remember the night before but picking the covers up and eyeing both of your naked bodies, you could only hope you had used protection. When you eased off of the bed, you snatched your clothes off the floor. Your eyebrows furrowed at the hoodie and sweats that indicate you hadn’t gone to a bar or club. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t figure out how running into each other would have resulted in the two of you in the same bed.

Once your clothes were on, you rushed to the door to avoid an awkward greeting. You wanted to see if your parents had made it home and noticed anything. Yes, you’re an adult but you still live under your parents roof and they never liked Mikey. They always thought of him as a bad influence which sucked for you because you actually had a little crush on him. They forbade him from the house and at some point made it a rule for you to not be friends anymore.

Having been young, you had to listen. They’re pretty strict so the tracking device prevented you from sneaking around. Honestly, you didn’t have many friendships because of your parents so you would only go to school, home, and occasionally the park. You only recently were allowed to have nights out as long as you paid attention in your college classes. You were scared that your parents would kick you out if they saw the display so you hurried out the door.

The putrid smell of the house slapped your face, a palm going over your nose as your eyes watered. You continue to walk through the hall to the living room, gasping when you see the corpses of your parents. You gagged up vomit, belching and coughing as tears spilled from your eyes. Your body trembles as you drop to your knees, eyeing their unrecognizable faces considering it looks as though their faces were beaten repeatedly, a large gash in the middle of their faces with blood puddling around them.

Having thrown on his black pants, he followed the wails that woke him up. His shoulder leaning against the wall and arms crossed over his bare chest, Mikey’s dark eyes gaze at you from the hall. He hadn’t meant for you to see such a gruesome scene. The pill he put in your drink two nights ago should’ve kept you asleep at least for a few days. He planned to take you home today considering he got carried away the nights before, libido high from the adrenaline rush he had from ridding both of you of the blockage that kept you two apart. He pushed himself off the wall and walked towards you.

Jolting, you looked up at him from your kneeled position with wide eyes. He sets his hand on your head and crouches down.

“You’re gonna be good so I don’t have to knock you out, kay?” Hesitantly, you nod your head. He smiles softly before standing up and holding out a hand for you to take, helping you on your feet as you hold yourself up with shaky legs, gaze stuck on your deceased parents as you walk back to the bedroom.

Kazutora: You pant heavily as moans echoed throughout the room, bucking your hips up as your ex boyfriend’s thrusts meet yours. Your fingers grip his shoulders before wrapping your arms around his neck, his cock aiming deeper inside of your walls as he grinds into you, hitting your g-spot with each rutt. He moans into your ear as he nibbles and sucks your earlobe, one of his hands placed on top of your head as his other hand grips the cushion of the bed.

“Kazu, I’m gonna cum!” You whimper out as you grind harder against him, the head of his cock pounding against the erogenous zone that causes your hands to turn into fists as you throw your head back. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as your back arches.

“Cum on this cock, baby.” His husky voice whispers against your ear as he continues the same pace, purposefully bringing you to an orgasm as you moan loudly, yelling a curse as you hold your hips in place. Suddenly, he pulls back and grabs a hold of your thighs, holding them up before thrusting at a faster pace, his hair draping over as he leans over, your hands gripping his shoulders once more as your mouth hangs open, feet next to your head.

The bed rocks as he roughly thrusts into you, cream oozing out of your pussy and dripping to your ass. You couldn’t help but release shaky moans as he used your pussy to bring himself to an orgasm. Your eyes widen as you watch his expression morph into the familiar look he makes when he’s about to cum.

“Pull out!” You yell as your eyebrows furrow from the overstimulation, hands moving to his chest.

“M’ gonna cum so fucking deep in this pussy.” He moans out, panting as his hips become sloppier, his fingers squeezing your thighs tightly. You yank his hair back in an attempt to pull him out of you only for him to moan out as he thrusts his hips harder, his eyes fluttering closed as his mouth hangs open.

He pressed his cock deep inside you as you felt his seed shoot inside. Both of you moan out as he slowly grinds his orgasm out, you pressing your hips against him as you cream out another orgasm. He lays on top of you as he pushes himself inside you more, holding himself in place to make sure all of his semen has nowhere to go but inside your hole.

“No, no, no! Kazutora, I told you to pull out!” You smack his sweaty back as he breathes deeply against your neck.

“It’s fine.” You both grunt as he pushes inside of you more, his arms hugging around your head.

“No it’s not! Now you have to get me a plan b!”

He sits up as he chuckles before pulling his hips back and shoving into you again before beginning a slow pace. You bite your lip to hold back from moaning.

“Uh, uh. You’re gonna keep it and we’re going to raise it together.” He grins as he holds your legs back up.

“Are you crazy? I have a fiancé now! I can’t get pregnant!” He pins your arms above your head after you try to push him off.

“That’s too bad.” He says before thrusting at a faster pace. He breeds you over and over again the rest of the night, your pussy full of nothing but his sperm.

The next day, you bought a plan b, walking to your car after you left the store. Before you could get in your seat, you were grabbed from behind and pulled into a chest with a knife against your throat.

“Take it and I will slice your neck and kill your fiance after sending everyone in your family the video I took of us last night. Do you understand?” He says softly against your ear. You nod frantically as he takes the bag out of your hand. He pecks your cheek before releasing you.

“Glad we got back together, Y/n. It’ll be good for the baby.”

Ran: You wake up in a penthouse, the huge bedroom displaying a luxury you’ve never seen in person until last night. You were surprised that someone so loaded would go to a run down club such as the place you work at and choose you, a low class stripper, to spend the night with. You wouldn’t normally go home with anyone, but this man was charming and beautiful. You could tell he was expensive just by his demeanor and what he wore. You had no clue why he spotted you, gazing at you when he first walked in. When you made eye contact, you knew it would be a good night.

He made it worthwhile, treating you delicately, all the while pounding into you from behind as his nails left scratch marks all over you. Whispering soft words as he talked you through each orgasm while shoving his cock so hard that your skin smacked loudly against each other. His hold felt good against you, bodies molding together as you gripped the sheets of the bed, his sweat mixing with yours as he thrusts deeply inside of you.

“Work at my club.” He says while tracing your arm as you lie on his bare chest, the morning light seeping through the thin curtains as your legs are tangled together. You didn’t hesitate to accept the offer. Working at his club brought you more money, as well as high end living. You moved out of your grimy apartment to a luxury loft near his penthouse. One of his drivers would give you limitless rides to wherever you had ordered. You made connections and created a better life for yourself, with his help of course. You’re clearly the boss’s favorite, damn near living with him as he always brought you to his home at the end of a work night. Even on your off days you would end up at his place, waking up naked in his bed.

Whenever you had vip performances, there was a no touch policy for you specifically no matter the circumstances. As you rolled your hips against a stranger’s lap, he grabbed your ass and pulled you onto his covered bulge, bucking his hips against you. You yelp as you try to release yourself from the man’s grip, only for him to hold you down and groan. You curse at him before turning and back handing his face.

He shoves you to the ground, standing up from the seat as he hovers over you. He pulls his arm back, ready to land a punch to your cheek. A bang echoed through the room as blood splattered on your face and front body. The man’s headless body pauses before dropping limp on the ground, his jaw hanging as red covers him. You pant as your eyes stare wide at the corpse. Footsteps come towards you from behind as hands reach around your waist and pick you up from the floor.

“Sorry I didn’t come sooner.” He says casually as he leans in to kiss your forehead. “Let’s go home, yeah?” Still gazing at the body oozing blood, you nod your head with a trembling lip. He rubs your back as you both walk out. When you both lied in bed that night, you couldn’t get the man’s headless body out of your mind. Sure, he deserved something bad to happen to him, but the way Ran shot him so effortlessly was a little troubling for you. Regardless of the mixed feelings you held, you couldn’t help the side of you that was excited that a man like him protected you from danger.

“You no longer work at the club. You only work for me.” You were forced to move in with him for ‘your own safety,’ as well as giving all your personal details to him so he can take care of you completely. He paid for everything and even dressed you himself. He really molded you into his perfect doll. You couldn’t really get mad about the lack of freedom considering you had no more worries. In fact you were a little scared that he would give it all up once another stripper caught his eye.

“I could never replace my favorite doll.” With that sentence alone, your whole mindset changed. You realize that what you were receiving wasn’t real. Everything was to mold you into his little object. His toy. You don’t know why it hurt you as bad as it did, but you knew you had to leave.

The next day, you told him, “I think it’d be best if we stopped seeing each other. Our relationship is way past professional and I want my own life back.” He only stares at you as he sits on his office chair, stoic expression as his legs are crossed.

“You’re having a bad day. You should get some rest.” He states. Your eyebrows furrowed.

“No, I’m serious. This needs to end right now.” He stands up from his seat, walking towards you before gently grabbing your chin and wrapping an arm around your waist.

“Are you sure?” He questions. You nod your head, ignoring his affection no matter how bad you wanted it. He releases you before walking back to his seat. He sits down and props his legs on the desk. You froze when you turned to walk away, a gun cocking behind you. You turn your gaze to him in shock and fear.

“Why do you look so scared, Y/n? You wanted this to end, right?” His expression shows a sly smile, elbow resting on the table as he lazily points the gun at you. Keeping his gaze fixed on yours, he leans over the desk, both elbows on the table, placing his feet on the ground.

“Or, were you mistaken?” You couldn’t move, your hairs standing up on your limbs as you breathed heavily. Your body is tense as you eye the barrel of the weapon.

“Were. You. Mistaken?” He reiterated, awaiting a response as his eyes narrowed.

“Y-yes, I made a mistake.” He nodded, “Mhm,” before setting his gun on the desk.

“I’ll meet you in the bedroom for a nap.” He smiled as he waved you off.

Rin: You hadn’t expected the drunken night to go as good as it did. Having been broken up with the day of, you decided to go out and find a random person to take home. Of course, this isn’t something you usually do, but you need something, or someone to distract you.

You had initially walked into the club with your friends by your side, but after a few shots the whole night became blurred, you all losing each other in the process.

The alcohol saved you from the thoughts that wanted to race your mind, instead you searched the crowd for someone who would be the perfect fit for tonight. Coming across a purple mullet, you knew exactly who you wanted. You downed another shot before reaching the upstairs dance floor.

You didn’t really care about anything but getting this stranger in your pants so when you reached him, you tapped his shoulder. You almost change your mind, anxiety forming when you see how attractive he is, though the alcohol in your system keeps you from folding to your insecurities.

“You wanna get out of here?” You question, swallowing your pride as his intimidating gaze locks you in a chokehold. You perk up at his smirk.

“Sure.”

Excitement causes you to grab his arm and pull him out of the club. He informs you of his driver and you allow him to take you to his place. When you both get there, you immediately pounce on him. Your lips drunkenly move against his as his arms wrap around your waist before pulling you into his arms, your legs wrapping around his torso. You make out as he carries you to the couch and sits with you on his lap.

After a couple hours or so, you both ended up in his bedroom, blankets all over the bed as you grind your hips on his face. His hands grip your thighs as you rest your arms on the head board, head back as you groan out. He smacks your ass as he laps up your juices, sucking your clit before flicking it with his tongue. Orgasm after orgasm, you both sloppily give yourselves to one another.

When you woke up the next day, your phone continuously buzzed as a call interrupted your sleep. You groaned as you grabbed the phone and eyed the screen. You sigh once you see your ex’s name. Answering the phone you picked yourself up and used one of the blankets on the floor as a cover up. You glanced at the sleeping purple haired man and walked into his bathroom, closing the door behind you.

The conversation went with your ex manipulating the situation and you falling for it once more, a never ending cycle that you knew could end if you stopped fooling yourself. Hanging up and opening the bathroom door, you weren’t expecting to see Rin sitting up on the bed, half-naked as his body faces you with his feet planted to the ground. You greet him as you put your clothes on.

“Leaving to go back to your toxic ex?” One of your eyebrows raised at him.

“That’s none of your business. Can I please get a ride to my apartment?” He nods as he watches you walk out.

A week has passed and you and your ex are once again back on bad terms. You were on your way to his place to pick your stuff up so it wouldn’t get mixed up with the other women’s items considering he allows them to stay over. When you opened the door, your eyebrows furrowed at the dark living room. He just texted you so you didn’t understand why he wouldn’t be waiting in the living space like he always does.

You gasp when you reach his bedroom doorway, his corpse lying on the floor with blood oozing from a bullet hole in his head, lifeless eyes wide open. You look at the culprit who sits on the bed facing away from you.

“What the fuck?” You breathe out, uncomfortable and terrified from the display. You could recognize the mullet from anywhere. He stands up from the bed with the gun still in hand.

“Let’s go.” He says, expecting you to follow as he walks past you. Because of the gun in his hand, you really didn’t have a choice but to follow if you didn’t want to end up like your ex.

Sanzu: You knew that even if you’re unhappy with your marriage, you probably shouldn’t have cheated. Honestly, it wasn’t anything planned but you really needed the drugs you had bought from the dealer you were recommended. Who knew that the one night stand would turn into an affair. Though there didn’t seem to be any emotional connection on your part nor did it seem like his, you couldn’t stop contacting him and yearning for the pink haired man in more ways than you should for a drug dealer.

You thought what you experienced was normal until you realized you might’ve caught feelings for your dealer. Unfortunately, when you confessed, you were answered with a blank expression as you both smoked weed in his car. You realized how stupid you were to have confessed to someone when you were married so you stopped buying from him. It wasn’t until he showed up at your house and pulled you into a passionate kiss. You continued to make out until you were on the sofa, riding his cock once more as you moaned out his name.

His hands gripping your hips as he thrusted into you from below. One of his hands moved behind your head and pulled you to his shoulder as his other hand wrapped around your waist, aiming his cock deeper to keep hitting that spot that makes your thighs quake in his hold.

“Fuck.” He hissed as you rolled your hips harder, grunting as his grip tightened. “You sure you want this?”

“Uh huh.” You moan out as you nod, head falling back as the sound of your wet pussy squelches around his thick girth. When the sound of the front door clicks open, before you could turn your head around, Sanzu pulls his gun out from the pants that sat beside him and aims it for the intruder.

“No!” You gasp just as the shot rings out. A thud follows as you turn fully to eye your now dead husband.

“Oh my…!” Your head is forced to face Sanzu, the hand free of the gun holding the back of your head as the one holding the weapon wraps around your waist, his thrusts starting again as he purposefully aims deep into your pussy. You moan out as tears fall, the pleasure contrasting with the fear and guilt in your heart. He pulls your forehead against his as he continues to fuck into you.

“This is mine.” He aims the barrel of the gun on your pubis, finger against the trigger. You stare wide eyed into his crazed blue orbs. “Only mine, got it?” You nod as he removes the gun and replaces the arm back around your waist.

He continues until you both reach your orgasms, riding them out against each other as you lean your head on his shoulder, questioning everything that brought you to this point.

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