Fire Force | No Touching

summary | when you place a bet that he can't even cum without your help, he accepts the challenge.

ft | benimaru, konro, joker

warnings | f!reader, nsfw, mutal masturbation, dirty talk

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Benimaru

The moment you set this challenge in motion, Benimaru is hesitant. He's not one to back down from a fight, but the second you shed your clothes and sprawl across the futon, he's losing all will. How can one be so cruel when they look so fucking pretty?

A drawn-out groan leaves his throat when you spread your legs, fingers inching closer and closer to your naked heat. This is torture you're teasing him. "This is supposed to go both ways you know?" you pout at him, seeing as he's still fully dressed in his uniform. The only thing amiss with his appearance was the evident tent in his pants; pants that need to be removed right now.

A barely noticeably blush crosses his face as grunts and gives in. It's only fair after all. He shoulders off the top half of his regular uniform and pops the button of his pants. You watch him from across the room as he strips and find it amusing how bashful he looks. It's not like you can laugh though, you're practically salivating at the sight of him.

"You're gonna kill me one of these days..." he mumbles mostly to himself. He leans against the wall across from you as he gives his hardened cock a few tugs. Mismatched red eyes bore into your form as his thumb swipes over the head. You can see the frustration radiating off of him, but you're not quick to give in. After all, he did agree, and you want to see how long it takes him to give up and take his loss out on you.

But Benimaru is determined to see this little challenge of yours through to the end. While he pumps his thick cock, he watches your circle your cute little fingers around your clit. In the back of his mind, however, he's planning about what he's going to do after he's won and how he's going to wreck you so bad you'll never suggest something like this again.

Konro

Konro's breath catches in his throat when he sees you stripped and bare for him when he comes back from a patrol. There's absolutely nothing more he wants than to feel your skin, to touch you. But you give him a warning look, reminding him of the arrangement you made earlier.

Internally, his thoughts are spiraling, but he stays as composed as he can possibly manage. He accepted this challenge, so he intends to make good on his word. Following in suit, Konro removes his own clothes, showing off his scarred muscles. You can't help but stare, and he notices.

Chuckling, he takes seat across from you and he can't help but admire you just as well. God, you look stunning. No matter how many times he's seen your naked form, he'll always remain in awe at your beauty.

Konro loves you and he knows you love him just as much. As he gets lost in admiration for you, he nearly forgets that you're currently across from him whimpering while you stuff your fingers into to your messy cunt. Even your face looks so cute when it's scrunched up in pleasure.

He sighs heavily while one hand runs down his waist to his cup his balls. Whenever he's alone usually, he'd always start off slow, working himself up while having you on his mind. But now that you're in front of him, watching him get himself off, he wants nothing more than to cum and get it over with.

No matter what silly request you make of him, Konro will want to follow through for you. So, he'll do this dumb idea of yours for now. But the second he comes, he's going to pounce on you. He loves you so much and just want to feel you so bad. So please be easy on him.

Joker

If it's a challenge you want, then it's a challenge you get. Whatever made you think this is a good idea, is beyond Joker, but he'll indulge you. He's always willing to try new things anyways. Since his secret hideout is void of any other occupants (Viktor), he takes the opportunity to undress himself.

"I'll do whatever you want, darlin', but don't start crying when you're beggin' me to shove my dick in you," he shrugs as he loosens his collar and kicks off his shoes. You have to scoff at him. There's no possible way you'll lose. He's the horndog in the relationship, not you.

He chuckles to himself at your overconfidence. Once all his clothes are stripped away, he digs for a cigarette from one of his pockets of the discarded clothes. He lights the stick and takes a drag before letting his back fall against the wall behind him and puff of grey smoke out of his mouth.

There he lazes in all his nude glory, raising a brow at you. With a cigarette in one hand, his other hand finds its way to the base of his already harden member. "Do you plan on holding your end of the deal or do you just wanna sit there drooling?" he asks as he begins to languidly pump his cock.

Involuntary, a moan slips past your lips at his demeaning tone, but you quickly try to cover it up with the fact that you're touching yourself. But like the know-it-all he is, Joker sees through you and smirks to himself. This is where the real funs begins.

Sooner or later, he's going to have you begging for him and he won't even have to lift a finger. Sure, he'll feign innocence and coo about how much you need him, and how he's willing to provide a helping hand.

You may have lost the challenge you put in place, but he'll make sure to comfort you in your loss by kindly plowing into you from behind and making sure your bedridden all tomorrow.

I love how Benimaru sees his dad, and is like, oh this must be hell.

“For heaven’s sake, Tamaki... As always, what are you even doing?“

Rewatching Fire Force and god everybody (only the adults) is so hot (fuckable). What I wouldn't do to obi, hinawa, benimaru, joker, karim, konro??? nobody is safe. I want them all. Carnally.

valentines day 2023

fire force spoilers :)

shout out to atsushi ohkubo the creator of my favorite manga series ever shout out to shinra kusakabe who saved the world from the flames of despair being the hero-saviour he always wanted to be shout out to sho kusakabe who was his guardian angel shout out to mari kusakabe who raised these two despite being disowned shout out to arthur boyle who defeated dragon despite being in space and practically cut in half shout out to akitaru obi for overcoming adversity for the people he loved despite being non powered shout out to takehisa hinawa for dedicating his life to staying beside obi in his goofy hats despite losing someone close to him shout out to maki oze for not letting anyone stop her or call her a gorilla cyclops shout out to sister iris for always having faith in her teammates shout out to tamaki kotatsu for not letting her lure take away from her value as a person and still being able to be the fanservice character but with a personality shout out to viktor licht for helping readers understand the science behind everything and for being a silly but serious character with a fun aura shout out to vulcan joseph for being a pure of heart character that truly loves his family shout out to lisa isaribi for turning to the light in spite of all her inflicted trauma and staying with her found family shout out to yu for always having a positive outlook even for serious traumatic events shout out to shinmon benimaru for carrying an entire city on his shoulders with a slightly sake influenced smile shout out to konro sagamiya for helping waka and sacrificing himself to help others shout out to karim flam for pursuing through seeing his friend die and still working his hardest shout out to huo yan li for being disabled and still fighting for hope in the fire force shout out to amatseru for carrying the entire empire on her back for decades shout out to arrow for always sticking to sho's side even while commiting treason to the white clads shout out to charon for unconditionally loving haumea and being willing to go up in flames just for her shout out to captain hibana for realizing her mistakes and helping figure out the secret of spontaneous human combustion shout out to joker for not letting his genuinely upsetting past stop him from getting the real truth he wants from the unjust holy sol temple shout out to nataku son for getting through his ptsd and finding a guardian that was fit for him shout out to takeru noto for getting over his fear of fire for the woman he loves and to help the lives of everyone around him shout out to toru kishiri who was a silly guy who blew bubbles and helped company 8 in a cool guy kind of way shout out to yuichiro kurono who was a good mentor for nataku son and a good businessman shout out to ogun montgomery who pursued victory in the face of evil and helped shinra in times of doubt shout out to the woman in black who helped the animals in the small tabernacle oasis for years and lastly shout out to assault who showed tamaki that being lewd is an okay thing to be.

and a prominent fuck you to rekka, inca, sumire, and the evangelist. ew. (OH AND DR GIOVANNI I HATE BUGS AND I HATE HIM TOO)

Last december commission from twitter of the company 1 lieutenants for @/AutumnTroupe_

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Fire Force Vol 3

ENEN NO SHOUBOUTAI (2015-2022) by ookubo atsushi

I might have a type…

Karim Flam x fem!Reader/ Kurono

─i’m gonna do it, absolutely going to do it, I can write Kurono smut cw: fem!Reader, established relationship between Reader/Kurono, porn with some plot, voyeurism/exhibitionism, cucking, male masturbation, oral (giving & receiving), unprotected vaginal sex, creampie, unedited word count: 2.4k ─the music teacher’s crush on the sixth grade teacher’s wife goes a little too far past professional

Karim had only taken this gig after Huo retired from the church. Still they kept in touch but he had zero reason to stay as the world was changing each day. Instead pursuing something so much more mundane. Or perhaps what he actually enjoyed in the first place. Music.

Bonus to the career change was the cutest woman thing he’d ever seen. Hardly a bonus though when he saw the ring on your finger the second time you introduced yourself. Not to mention you weren’t even a fellow teacher. Just the wife of the sixth grade teacher who, if Karim was being honest, was weird at best. Still he couldn’t keep his eyes off you. Or the words from jumbling at the forefront of his tongue.

Leaning heavy into his own personality quirks to hide his feelings anytime you were around. Which was far too often for his sanity. Karim hoped you never picked up on his little school boy crush. Even more desperate to hope your husband never caught on to his little crush. 

“Crap. This crap is crap.” Karim pursed his lips into a thin line when he realized he didn’t have all his instruments placed away after the last class of the day, “Crappity crap of crap, fine.” 

He’d been done half an hour ago if he’d checked immediately when the kids were dismissed for the weekend. Still only six months of this teaching gig had him trying to find his footing after all that had changed. It felt odd but in a rightful kind of way. One kind of way he liked to think about. In fact saw himself doing for a while. But as his thoughts drifted and he wandered to the last classroom he’d taught, Karim was beginning to realize he might let your little trips to the school influence how much he liked this job.  

“So what if it’s a crush? It’s a crushing kind of crush sure but....wait-” His brows knitted together with a scowl, “Where was I going with that?”

Then it hit him that the last class of the day was the sixth grader classroom. Utter disappointment of a groan passing his lips Karim figured why he left his things in there. Duh, it was of course because you’d came in at the end of the day to grab one of the kids. The orange haired one or whatever. He hadn’t noticed. Too swallowed up in the way you smelled. That little wave you gave him when you were leaving. And that heart stopping half smile that sent shivers all through his body. 

Giving his collar a tug Karim shook his head trying to disregard his thoughts. If he had to think about you. Then well he could just go home and think of you in the privacy of his own home. 

Banking on everyone already being gone for the weekend. He figured he’d slip in, grab his things and slip back out without even the janitor realizing. Who stayed late after school on Fridays anyways? Certainly not married men who had what was arguably, in his mind, the prettiest wives to go home to. Karim would have dashed out the door and wouldn’t have worried about the misplaced instrument until the following week if he had you waiting for him. 

Still though he didn’t and certainly never would. Grinding his teeth a little as the man mumbled something to himself as he approached the empty sixth grade room. Hand on the knob it took the third twist of his wrist to realize the door was locked. Karim blinked surprised seeing as they’d been unlocked normally on Friday afternoons so classes could be cleaned. Without realizing he’d tried jiggling it a few times. The man consumed in his thoughts also hadn’t registered the noise, be it muffled, coming from the other side of the door. 

“What the-” Scowl deepening in frustration, Karim raised his fist about ready to pound on the door hoping maybe that weird teacher was in there to let him. Stopping only a split second before his fist hit the door when the ex churchman saw the shift of two figures already in the room. 

Karim all but surprised to see the locked door. His mouth dropped nearly down to his loafers when he saw what was happening.

Certainly sat at his desk. Everything looked normal that was save for Karim’s keen eyes going right to your head bobbing up and down just below the lip of the desk. Flush with heat when the dots connected. Selling it when Kurono reached out a hand to place it against the back of your head. Karim seeing in real time as he pushed your head back under the lip of the desk so he couldn’t see you anymore. But with the way he tipped his head back and his lips fell open ever so slightly. Karim had vivid idea of exactly what you were doing.

“Crap-” Ducking to the side of the heavy door, Karim felt the immediate twitch in his slacks. No time wasted to have his cock press against the zipper of his pants as he heard nothing outside the rapid beating of his heart. 

Had he been spotted? Did the door knob make too much noise? Should he rat the two of you out? 

Palms sweaty and pressed to the cool lockers behind him. He tipped his head out down the hall. Scanning to see if any other staff were still up here. Even glancing across the windows at the other corridor, Karim could say you both had incredibly timing to not get caught. So all he had to do was go down to the front office and ruin the fun but...

Upon realizing not one of you had come out to see if there really was someone out here. Karim slowly began wondering if he’d been seen. And as his heart pounded in his chest. Unable to push the thought of your head being pushed down. Or the grip Kurono held on the back of your head. God or the way he tipped his head back knowing that your lips must feel that heavenly. Karim reached down to no surprise. Finding himself aching in his pants. Cock pressed to the fabric. Outline of his length insanely obvious if anyone were to see him. So as he saw it, going to tell on the both of you seemed self incriminating with how his hard on would look just as bad if anyone saw it.

Weighing his options. And not being intruded on. He couldn’t believe he found himself counting. All the way to thirty. Like that was a magical number or something. But as he pressed hard into the metal locker just a few feet from the classroom door. He was beginning to see his peeping was in the clear. He hadn’t been spotted.

No way he could leave with such an obvious problem in his slacks. And with the tempting gift of seeing you in such a compromising position. Karim fought the devils in his mind and lost. Compelled to look once more. Sucking in a breath like that’s what would give him away. Karim eased back into the small window of the door only to immediately be blessed with what he’d hope to find.

You, legs spread as far as could be, in the throws of enjoying your husband’s face between your legs. Karim didn’t even care how obvious it was that he could see Kurono running his tongue up and down your slit. Tongue teasing your entrance just to come back up and circle around your clit. Karim got to see it all. Unable to peel himself away now. 

Hand being shoved down his pants. The music teacher couldn’t control himself. Not when his cock physically hurt with each throbbing twitch. Watching entranced when you raked your fingers through your husband’s hair. Imagining it was his hair that you needed to grip. That it was his tongue ravaging your most delicate parts. Karim licking his lips thinking about the way you tasted as his fist pumped his cock in the confines of his pants.

Then as you looked to be in the throws of your encroaching orgasm. Kurono stopped. Much to Karim’s displeasure. For a second he’d almost forgot he was the peeping tom here. Wanting to bang his fist on the door and tell him to make you cum already. He hardly stopped himself. Squeezing his length in the process and feeling the ooze of slimy precum soaking into his boxers. That was the sliminess that wasn’t coating his fingers.

Something was said. No way he could hear it. Even when he leaned into the door frame. Nothing but muffled. Fist tightly around his cock as he rubbed just his thumb over his sensitive head. Waving his own orgasm just yet. Needing to know exactly what had been whispered between the two of you as he peered into the room. 

Unsure if he’d been caught at this point. So far as to say he didn’t even care. Karim dropped his pants a little. Freeing up his ability to move as he stroked himself. Short, furious strokes over his aching cock. Now he could drag his fingers along the length of himself as his free hand pressed down at the base of his cock. Milking himself in a downward motion uncaring about the precum that drooled from his tip as he watched the next act unfold.

You, no longer on the desk. Instead wiggling out of your panties as Kurono moved up on the desk. Getting between his legs to share a passionate kiss. His pale hand guiding you to his cock. Setting the pace at which to stroke him as your lips remained locked. The hand that wasn’t guiding your strokes happened to find its way up to the mess of hair at the nap of your neck. Holding you close as the kiss grew messy and needy. Just as Karim’s strokes did. Repeatedly licking his lips as he jerked himself off to the thought of your plump lips on his of all things.

Finally the two of you broke apart. Kurono laying back on his desk. You very obviously crawling up on top of him. Karim getting a full view of your soaked slit as you wiggled your ass in the direction of the door. Unaware completely if he had been figured out. Only pressing harder into the door as he picked up the pace of his fist around his cock.

Having to fight off everything in him. Karim clasped his free hand over his mouth as an embarrassingly low moan bubbled up in his chest when he saw you sink down on your husband’s cock. Slipping so perfectly into your velvety wet walls. Karim could have covered his own fist in cum right then and there. Knowing if you’d ever slip down on his cock like that, he’d blow his load immediately. Nearly cursing Kurono that he could keep his composure that well with your cunt all around him. It was all he ever thought about. Gushy, gummy walls milking his cock. Karim consumed by the thought with his fingers gliding up and down his length. Slowly coming to stroke himself in time to the way you rode him.

Muffled pleasurable noises behind the door. Karim could just barely hear your moaning. And the way you didn’t hide it either. Head thrown back and hips working double time to meet the snap of your husband’s hips. Karim pumped his cock to the rhythm of Kurono’s cock being driven into you. Tightening his fingers around himself slowly as you looked to come undone each passing second. 

“S-Shit- Shit shit-” Karim hadn’t spare a thought of what to do if he did cum. 

It was hopeless to stop though. Glued to the window when your body began to tremble. Thighs first. Your tummy and tits jiggling with Kurono’s thrusts. Your hands being drug down his chest and your lips open as pleasure came crashing down on you. Karim couldn’t focus between the idea of pumping his cum into your warm insides or feeding it all to you with those glossy eyes looking up at him. Finally giving in as he watched you climax on your husband’s cock and his desk. Utterly convulsing while Kurono held you down on his lap and fucked you right through it. Extending your orgasm past anything he could do as Karim forced his teeth to bite down on the fat of his thumb. Muffling his own noises as he looked down only for a second. To see the first thick rope of cum spray against the door in front of him. His legs shaking and his breath hitching. Karim watched a couple more spurts splash against the wood of the door before looking up. Stroking himself right to the point of insanity as he saw Kurono’s hips push up into you. 

You all but dead weight on him now. The man rutting into you. Holding you close. And upon just a spare closer look Karim could see his cock twitch. Turning the music teacher on to no end to think about all his cum pour into your now twitching cunt. Dreaming of how good it would feel to add his own to the mess. Mix it up in you. Or even watch Kurono push it back into you with his cock. Karim realized he was stroking his drooling half hard cock be the time both of you seemed to have let out one big sigh and relax on top of one another.

Suddenly snapped back to reality. Karim saw the cum dripping down the door. So very obvious as the thick globs stayed together until they hit the floor. His hand no better with the cum that hadn’t made it on the door frame. Only to coat his fingers and make everything musky and slick. 

In a moment of panic. And forgetting what it was he had come down here to do in the first place. Karim fumbled to yank his slacks back up. Forgetting for a second to be silent as he reefed on his zipper and tried to duck out of the way of the window. In such a frenzy to not get caught he slipped past the door. Rushing the bathroom to clean up the mess and make it out of the school building before either of you did. 

Utterly not seeing the missing instrument he was looking for right next to Kurono’s desk. Placed so pristinely on the first desk in the front. As though it was waiting for someone to come and get it at just the right time...

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