#i need to talk more about bonten teaching kakucho how to FUCK
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b-bonten taking turns eating you out n makin you rate each of em outta ten but you’re so fucked out you can’t choose 🥺🦋
stassie?!!?? THIS IDEA???
it’s like, a regular bonten game night turns a bit competitive when some of them don’t wanna admit their defeat to one another — it’s ran who suggests “why don’t we play a different game?” . . . you would’ve never thought his idea would be to lay you across his bed, all of the organization staring your cute body down as ran has his way with your cunt. and the way he eats it, he’s practically making out with your pussy — moaning as if he hadn’t eaten a meal as good as you before n he’s super neat with it . . . the neater you are, the sloppier you’ll become.
it’s a full rotation, to sanzu who eats it like he hasn’t the slightest respect for the cunt he creams in every other night, to koko who truly looped himself into this foolishness sheerly by accident — his dexterous tongue switching between deeply tonguefucking you to flicking at your clit.
and you can’t forget about rindou and kakucho ! rindou’s such a sweet “older brother” to kakucho, guiding him while he eats you out. kaku is new to these things and he’s quite shy as well but with rindou by his side, aiding him to “go faster — suck her clit — slip in two fingers” kaku feels like a pro.
too bad for you when you can barely remember your own name and you’re a twitching mess covered in your cum. maybe they’ll leave the rating for tomorrow — when your legs are too weak to move.
#sorry i just#i had to let this out#cause this idea !!?????#and#i need to talk more about bonten teaching kakucho how to FUCK#stassie you ignited something in me#seraph.replies!#stassie.dreams!#bonten smut#bonten x reader#bonten x reader smut#ran smut#rindou smut#kakucho smut#kokonoi smut
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Omg loved the jealous wife scenario! Could you maybe do a reverse one where the bonten! Husbands are jealous?
BONTEN HUSBANDS GETTING JEALOUS
⊹ mikey, haitani ran, haitani rindou, kakucho hitto, kokonoi hajime, haruchiyo sanzu
⊹ unedited. fem! reader. requested by a lot of anons so i compiled all the ideas into one ask. it starts off romantic, until the gangster personalities begin to show and it gets a little...heated. cursing. implications of murder. warnings that some people really are creepy lmao.
⊹ i love this sm, i’m obsessed with bonten husbands urghh. also HELLO HUSBAND SANZU !!
♡ — MIKEY !
You don’t notice Mikey was feeling jealous to begin with. Having always been silent, choosing to watch with hooded eyes from afar as he stuffs his mouth with the snacks you’ve prepared for him, it doesn’t dawn on you until your husband pulls you into his lap, a blank look on his face. Years of marriage to the rather disinterested man, however, you know the slightest tilt of his lips already says a lot.
“What?” you ask him, fighting back a smile when Mikey frowns at you, as if expecting you could read his mind. All you know is he’s kind of in a bad mood, but not enough that he needs space. In fact, he’s tugging you closer until you’re forced to grip his shoulders, slightly confused by his sudden clinginess. “Mikey, what is it?” you can’t help but laugh.
“Just stay here. ‘Don’t want you talking to the Haitani Brothers.”
“Baby, they were asking about—”
“Don’t care.” Mikey shoves his face into the crook of your neck, warm hands ghosting under your shirt and placing them flat on your back. He knows you’re ticklish there, and your husband smiles against your skin when you squirm on top of him, fighting back a laugh as you did so.
“Mikey...were you jealous?”
“No.”
“You sure?”
“Hmm,” he kisses your neck, hold growing just a tad bit possessive. And to further prove his point, he glares at the snickering Haitani Brothers outside of his office. “Stay here with me.”
“But people could see, Mikey...”
“Yeah, that was the point. They better take a good fucking look you’re my wife.”
♡ — HAITANI RAN !
When Ran sees you muffling your giggles with your fist as you talk to your bodyguard – the exact person he’s paying to watch over you and not flirt with you of all things – the only thing he can think of is how dare he. Was this employee not aware you’re his wife; Ran Haitani’s beloved, the apple of his eye, the love of his life and his whole world and more?
Ran scoffs as he crosses his arms against his chest.
He’s sure you’re going to hate him for what he’s about to, knowing full well you hate PDA, but he’s a man dead set on accomplishing his mission. Walking your way with an arrogant smile, Ran swoops you until you crash onto his chest, your husband cooing and cupping your cheek while your guard watches awkwardly. “My lovely wife,” he emphasizes, bringing your knuckles to flash your weddings rings before kissing the flesh. “You look rather lovely today. Well, you’re always stunning, wife, but you’re on a different level today. Must be the reason you attract unwanted attention now, hm?”
Your eyes widen in realization, the shock immediately replaced with a warning look. “Ran Haitani.”
Hearing you call him by his full name, along with a frown, was the total package of ‘You and I are going to talk later.’ Usually, Ran dreads when this happens, but he can’t help it. To him, this is the right thing to do, and so he masks his nervousness with an even bigger grin as he leads you away from that pesky bodyguard. He’ll make a mental note to know his name later...perhaps take out his baton and teach the poor man a lesson...
“Ran, you’re being childish.”
“I’m jealous,” he isn’t even the least bit ashamed in his confession, confusing you on whether you want to scold him or kiss him from his antics. Though it seems like he’s already making the decision for you when he puckers his lips, fingers tapping along the flesh. “Kiss. Now.”
You sigh, “Right in front of your team, Ran? Seriously.”
“I’m marking my territory!”
“What’re you, a dog?”
“Yeah, I’m your dog,” he teases, playfully baring his fangs and laughing when you groan in embarrassment. “As your dog, I promise to be loyal to you and follow you around everywhere, my wife. I’ll even take you from behind like a dog does—” skin flushing warm with the sudden explicitness of his words – in public, of all places! – you drag your husband by his collar, effectively shutting him up with a kiss.
As for Ran? The cocky bastard basks both in your taste and the attention.
♡ — HAITANI RINDOU !
Rindou is another man of hiding his feelings. He doesn’t want to show weakness, nor pour out his feelings into the world where it could be possibly used against him. Having grown up as the overlooked and underappreciated younger brother, Rindou’s lived with the mindset that it’s much better to be aloof with everything to assert his dominance, but he’ll be damned if he says he doesn’t want to break that waiter’s limbs right now.
It’s your anniversary date tonight, the two of you spending a romantic weekend getaway where you are now celebrating on a local luxurious restaurant. Of course, you’re dressed to the nines, charming and turning everyone’s heads your way. That much he knows as your husband; the first to see and smell the not-so-innocent thoughts you elicit from people.
In actuality, he doesn’t care. He doesn’t mind. You’re beautiful; it was only natural, but his patience is getting tested with each passing minute the longer the waiter practically stares at you with heart eyes.
Shooting up from his seat, Rindou downs his drink in one go. He’s no longer the Calm Husband as he makes his way towards you, not even the least bit mannered as he flicks the waiter’s hand about to land on your shoulder. As expected, the man takes a step back, scowling at first at his rudeness before he meets Rindou’s dark eyes set ablaze. “Are you done talking to my wife?” he drawls out in a barely calm manner, arms naturally finding its home around your waist. “If you’re done and would still like to keep both your limbs and your job, I suggest you run back to your other customers instead of wasting time. Now scram. Leave while I’m still being nice.”
Pride swells in his chest when the waiter scurries away, his back straightening as you cling onto him with a small smile on your face. Now you manage to calm him down with just one gaze, and soon Rindou is breathing through his nose.
“That was annoying.”
“You’re so hot when you’re jealous,” you giggle, poking your husband’s muscles when his cheeks burn at the compliment. Funny how he’s all macho one moment and melting the next, but it is his duality that drives you crazy even after years of marriage. “I’m surprised you’re not mad I wore this dress when we both know people would give...rather impolite looks.”
“Dress as slutty as you want,” Rindou shrugs confidently, “I can fight.”
♡ — KAKUCHO HITTO !
Best Husband Kakucho would be downplaying his jealousy. He’s a rational man at most times, if not most, so he knows full well there’s no logical reasoning behind the jealousy pooling at his stomach right now. You’re happily married and very much still in the honeymoon phase that he should rest assured you’re not going to look at anyone else but him, but he’s still a human. He’s still a man, and he knows firsthand when someone’s ‘friendly hugs’ are no longer that.
Still, Kakucho respects you. He understands you have your own male friends and he doesn’t want to step in when you’re clearly having a good time with them, so he stuffs his hands in your pockets and turn his head away. An out of sight, out of mind kind of mindset, if you will, but that only lasts long.
For not even five minutes later, Kakucho is stealing a kiss at your cheek, right in the middle of your conversation with a childhood friend.
Yeah, he knows exactly who that childhood friend is. He’s heard enough on how this person has garnered feelings for you, which you’ve tragically (fortunately for Kakucho) rejected, but was this person persistent. The way they look at you makes Kakucho step closer to you until he’s successfully cut off the conversation, replacing the one light atmosphere with a rather awkward one.
“Pardon my intrusion, but I don’t like you ogling at my wife like that,” when they open their mouth to defend themselves, laughing in disbelief with a ridiculed face, Kakucho’s jaw tightens. The veins on his necks protrude as he sheds his coat and wraps it around your shoulder in one fluid motion, his eyes never leaving your friend’s. “Next time you look at her like that, I’m going to make sure you’ll never be able to see anything again.”
Kakucho may be your gentle and caring husband, but he isn’t one of Tenjiku’s former superiors for no reason. He has, and always will have, a strong sense of loyalty to his loved ones that brings out his more feral sides.
♡ — KOKONOI HAJIME !
Kokonoi is not having any of it. Truth be told, he doesn’t really want to go shopping with you, simply because he’s gotten used to just giving you his card while he spends most of his time at work, content with coming home to gifts bought with his money and showered his kisses. He’s happy you insisted he come along today, however, because had he known earlier that the sales men would be running their hands all over you with a pathetic excuse of ‘needing a good feel for the right size’ – as if you don’t already know such information – then he wouldn’t have allowed you to go shopping alone in the first place.
“No,” Kokonoi stands up from the velvet loveseat in the middle of the boutique, catching the attention of both you and the salesman eyeing him up challengingly. He’s not bothered, though. Despite his urge to punch the guy’s cocky smirk into oblivion, he’s not going to stoop down to his level. That’s what being Kakucho’s co-member taught Koko to be; the power of elegance and composure, a composure that’s threading on a thin line.
“Get your hands off her. I’m sure you’re not supposed to be touching your clients like that.”
“But Sir—”
Kokonoi flashes his black card out of nowhere, tapping the card into the guy’s forehead while you watch in amusement. “Listen here, buddy, hands off or I’m buying this whole place and firing you. Now you don’t want me to do that, do you? So hands off my wife. She can shop without your assistance,” pointing to the marble desk, Kokonoi grins. “Be a good boy and stand behind that counter. She’ll come to you once she’s ready to pay. Until then, shut the fuck up and keep your hands to yourself, alright?”
♡ — HARUCHIYO SANZU !
If you think Sanzu is insane before, it’s nothing compared to how he could be when he’s jealous.
You’re on a nightclub with him, the night still much too young that you don’t want to come home. He, too, is feeling too alive that he doesn’t want to retire just yet, so he drives the both of you in one of his favourite clubs to get drunk and just have fun. For some odd reason though, there weren’t any hosts present in his booth, resulting Sanzu in ordering the drinks himself while you stay behind, not wanting to immerse in the dance floor crowded with creeps without Sanzu.
Or so he thought. Because some creep still makes their way to his booth, chatting and touching your bare shoulder as they jut a thumb in the direction of the dance floor.
In the blink of an eye, Sanzu’s forgotten his drinks, his gun whipped out and loaded as he presses them against the stranger’s skull, the action rendering the man frozen and mute. “Baby!” you cheer at the sight of him, all discomfort disappearing on your face now that you’ve gotten your personal space back. “You’re here!”
“Sorry I was gone,” he scoffs at the stranger, but not before sending a wink your way. “You alright now, sweetheart? Want me to dump this guy’s body at the back of the club?”
“No, no, please, I’m begging—”
“We’re not here for that, Sanzu,” you say, using the tip of your finger to tilt the gun away. It’s a dangerous move, especially when Sanzu’s finger is on the trigger, but he is always, always careful with you that it all happens without a problem. A beat later, Sanzu is shoving the guy back into the dance floor with a deadly gaze, which soon softens the moment your hands trail lovingly up his chest. “Now that certain disturbances are gone...shall we dance?”
“Oh, I’m rocking your world tonight,” his touch trails over your hips, gaze now heated with lust instead of anger. “You ready to have some fun, baby?”
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Watch your mouth.
└ Pairing. Bonten!Kokonoi Hajime.
└ Summary. Being the person that trains the low ranks with guns and getting disrespected.
└ Warnings. Guns, cursing, mention of killing. Also, y’all know it’s fem!reader when it’s an original idea.
└ Note. Just ideas, more ideas of the reader being superior as she should.
“What you got for me, love?” You ask Kakucho when you enter the big training gym.
“We have 10 guys for you, they already passed Ran’s test.” He informs you and you nod, smirking.
“Good, I was starting to get bored at home.” He rolls his eyes with a small smile.
“Of course you get bored when you’re not teaching people how to bring violence into the world, uh? Are you perhaps Sanzu’s twin or something?” You both laugh just when you get to the middle of the place, you smile when you see around.
Some high ranks of Bonten were in the room. You give each one a subtle nod and a friendly smile, when you get to Kokonoi you give him a not so subtle wink, he smirks proudly.
You walk to the table where all kinds of guns are on display for you to use however you like and watch over them to select one. The guys were in a row besides you, watching you with arched eyebrows.
“Good afternoon, gentlemen.” You give them a little bow. “I will be the person in charge of training you in this area, and after me you will be going to train with Rindou, then with his brother again and so on, till y’all can be all rounders, when you get to Kakucho and you can actually do some damage to him you can consider yourself a Bonten member. Any questions?”
Two of them lift their hand and you nod to one first.
“Why do we have to train with you?” One says and you arch an eyebrow.
“Is there a problem with me?” You look down at your feet. You were wearing your favorite pair of heels and everything.
“I just think that if we already passed Haitani’s test we shouldn’t be ‘getting trained’ by one of their whores.” The same guy says, and the other one that had his hand lifted before gasps.
“What did you just say?” Kokonoi says from where he is and you sigh and close your eyes. Right, the guy was dumb enough to say that so loud that all the men around hear him and now all of them were walking to where you are.
Before the men even get to where you are you take a gun with each hand and lift it to the guy’s face in the blink of an eye, each gun pointing to each eye. You don’t say anything and just watch him shake in his boots.
“Now tell me, fucker, would you like me to blow your brain with a Smith and Wesson or with a Glock?” You say in a bored tone.
“Nobody asked me but I suggest that you kill him with a Sig Sauer.” Sanzu shrugs.
“I mean, who’s dumb enough to disrespect Kokonoi’s wife?” Rindou says in a bored tone.
The guy’s eyes get wider at Rindou’s words.
“I-I, p-please i-i didn’t k-know…” The guy starts to blabber.
You take one step forward and him in his panicked state takes one wrong step and falls on his butt. You keep walking and take one knee beside him.
“That’s the thing, you little shit, you don’t need to know I’m one of their wife to show me respect.” You shove the gun in your right hand right into his mouth. “You watch your fucking tone the next time you talk to me, or else I’ll show you what this whore can do and get away with it.”
“So sexy to see my wife showing dumb fucks not to play with her.” Kokonoi’s says in a cheerful tone. He didn’t like the comment and he too had murder on his mind not long ago, but, he knows how capable you are and it would be more disrespectful if he does something, so he chose to lighten the sour mood, your sour mood.
You watch the guy cry and shake for a couple of seconds before taking the gun out of his mouth. You stand up and walk in front of the row of low ranks again, all of them now watching you with the same scared face they were watching Sanzu when you first walked into the room.
“Listen here before another one of you think about making silly jokes; I’m not one of y’all and we are not on the same level. You come to me with respect, I train you and then you get the fuck out of my face till you’re accept into the gang. Yes, I’m Kokonoi’s wife but that should be the least of your problems, I’m also the gun expert in this bitch and the person that trained your future boss, Manjiro Sano so lace your voice with respect when y’all talk to me, are we fucking clear here?”
“Y-Yes ma’am!” They shout as if they are in the military.
“Now get the hell out of my sight and take the mama’s boy with you. Y’all ruined my day so training starts tomorrow.” You dismissed them.
When they are out you look at Kokonoi and he is smiling like a schoolboy who just got confessed by his crush.
“What’s up with you?” You chuckle.
“Marry me, woman. Fucking marry me.” He walks to you and lifts you up. You laugh.
“We’ve been married for five years now, mister Koko. I literally can’t be more yours than that.”
“Who says you can’t?” He frowns and you roll your eyes, he lets you slide down but doesn’t take his arms from around you. “Let’s remarried.”
“You want me to beat your ass, don’t you?”
“See? You literally adore me.”
“Fucking asshole…” You laugh, leaning already to kiss him to shut him up. “… Let’s do it.”
He smirks. He wins for a second time.
Of course the first time was when he managed to take the baddest and most scary woman on a date and later make her his wife… yeah, he’s a lucky man.
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