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sagephilosophie · 2 days

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No Entrance⃠

┆Mochizuki “Mochi” K.

ʙᴏᴜɴᴄᴇʀ!ᴍᴏᴄʜɪ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

˗ˏˋ ★ Tags ˎˊ˗

NSFW, Choking, Hair-pulling, Degradation, Belly Bulge, Spit As Lube, Rough Sex, Breeding, Semi-Public Sex, Teasing, Hook-Up, reader has a vagina, Making Out, Dirty Talk.

˗ˏˋ ★ Word Count ˎˊ˗ : 1,319

AO3

Your friend kept trying to get your attention all night, the loud music in the nightclub didn't help them much, some of your once sober friends even gave up on you and got back to having fun.

The club was jam packed that saturday night, bunch of your drunk friends grinding on each other, dancing, and hitting on random strangers, and the rest went to the back to puke, but all in all completely wasted.

But you, on the other hand, sat still in your seat, only kept your eyes on the well built bouncer guarding the VIP room facing your table, maybe it was the alcohol kicking in, but no one in a club full of horny poeple managed to captivate you like he did.

Watching him throughly, posing with his arms crossed, flexing those muscles, with a stern look on his face, made you frot your legs together and bite your lips slightly.

Your head began creating hot cinematic love scenes where that veiny hand chokes you and your cervix is getting fucked mercilessly by his relentless hip movements as you come undone on his massive cock.

The alcohol were pushing you to make a move on him and make your daydreams come true, but you wondered if he was even gonna notice you, unlike everyone around that came here to have fun on a Saturday night, he came to do his job, and jobs are the opposite of a saturday night fun.

Just as you couldn't look away, he noticed your stares and glanced back at you, your arousal between your legs gushed like a waterfall, and the imaginary scenarios in your head went wild, any rational person in your position would have looked away or just waved, but that one drunk and horny braincell inside your head said 'fuck it we only live once' and had you winking at him.

He gave you a smirk that lifted your hopes high up to the roof and that was all you needed to approach him, neither of you broke eye contact as you walked towards him and pushed everyone out of your way, making sure to pose seductively before him.

"Hey there, handsome~", you began to chat him up.

"Hey doll, I saw you eyeing me the whole night, let me guess, you want a free VIP entrance, doncha ?"

"Perhaps... i do need an entrance...", you threw one arm over his shoulder, your hands seperating between touching his wide neck and laying on his chest, running your finger all over him, while closing the distance between both of you.

He grabbed your hand from his neck and you yelped at his strong grip, "Well nice try, sweetheart, but no entrance granted."

The man, written on his name tag [MOCHI], had no idea how turned on and inspired he got you with his beefy physique.

It took all your willpower to not moan his name out loud.

"Aw babe... i don't need that entrance... i only came around to grant you entrance~"

"Oh yeah ?", Mochi grinned widely, revealing all his front teeth, "Where to ?"

The outcome of this converstation was going in your favor, so you smiled back and whispered in his ear, "Paradise~"

All of a sudden, a harsh grip on your hair dragged you to the back entrance, your back hit the wall as soon as the door opened, and you whined when a hand interlocked with your neck.

"Just so you know, i don't do gentle, so you better not be a fragile bitch."

"Sounds fun ♡"

"Fucking slut.", Mochi dived into your mouth and kissed you roughly, slipping in his tounge for a messier open-mouthed kiss.

The music was still faintly playing in the background but you couldn't give two fucks about it as your makeout session was getting more heated and pleasurable, Mochi choking you was the cherry on top.

Lust was eating you alive as the muscular man pulled you off of him forcefully, turned you around to press you more towards the wall and rising your already short dress to your upper back. You yelped when a hand came down and smacked your ass cheek, then another on your other cheek, another after another, and your moans kept getting higher with each slap.

"What is it you fucking whore ? Already can't handle me ♡ ?"

You can only answer him with moans synchronizing with his echoing spankings, which only fed his sadistic needs, "Pathetic..."

The striking stopped and Mochi caressed your swollen buttocks to spread them, you wondered if he was gonna get straight to the point but your thoughts were cut short when you felt liquid falling down on your folds, the sudden sensation sent shivers to your spine that you had to turn your neck to see his saliva rubbing on your exposed vagina.

Mochi spat again down your clit and used two of his fat fingers to smear them inside your hole hurriedly, "Too small, can't risk you passing out on me."

Your eyes rolled back to your head at the shape of his fingers inside you, he kept fingering you carelessly until he concluded you were wet enough to take him.

He got back up straight and pulled down his uniform pants with visible desire on his face, your neck almost snapped from the sudden rotation, you absolutely needed to see how big he was, and you were not disappointed; he had a massive raging red 10-incher, hard and ready to tango.

You could already visualize your gravestone written on it 'IN LOVING MEMORIES OF THIS WHORE. DEATH BY DICK.' and happily embracing that idea, because even if he kills this pussy, you'll atleast die happy.

"Cat got your tounge ?", Mochi's mocking voice sent you back down to earth.

"Waiting for your move anytime now, big guy, take your time ♡"

It's one of which, your reverse mockery didn't sit right by him or it turned him on, either way he grabbed your leg leading it to his shoulder, putting you in a ballerina position, "You talk too big for a little cumslut."

You had no time to remark on that when he shoved himself inside you and you couldn't even hear yourself screaming his name.

He wasn't lying when he said he don't do gentle, his thrusts were ruthless with no care for you or your pain tolerance, you couldn't convince yourself to care either when he sent both his hands to your neck and showed you stars.

The peak was unimaginably good. Your hole welcomed his size with open arms and your orgasm was the one chasing after him like there was no other point in life other than to get fucked stupid by him all night long.

Mochi wasn't going to let you taste that sweet taste of reaching your climax so fast, everytime you feel close he will pull out and edge you to tears, it was clear he had plans to make you come undone on his cock tonight.

When you ignored your own voice for a moment, the lewd sounds of his breathing and grunts turned you on further and added to the pleasurable torture you were living, everything about him drove you crazy, his veiny hands that's now bruising your hips, his dark eyes from the reflection of the metal pipe in front of you, his bulge constantly peaking from your belly, oh lord...

His sudden loud moans cought you off guard as his speed increased unrealistically fast, you could've sworn you went to heaven and back when he filled your insides with white.

He let go of you to catch his breath, and you were still is a whole new world after that, the obvious sounds of Mochi wearing his pants back on was the only thing that helped you realise how real that whole situation was.

"Doll..."

"Hm?"

"That was fun, maybe we can do that again sometime, in the VIP room."

@sagephilosophie

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gatitties · 1 year

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Care and comfort

─ Yandere!bonten x motherly!reader (platonic)

─ Summary: you were just trying to help someone and you ended up being the obsession of a criminal organization

─ Warnings: obsession, stalking, toxic behaviors, kidnapping, slight mention of drugs and stuff related

Part two / Part three / Part four / Part five

You turned on the light in your kitchen, almost tripping over one of the stools because your eyes were still half closed, you had fallen asleep correcting the last report that the newspaper where you worked had sent you. You had noticed that you hadn't even had dinner before, so you made a quick meal before heading back to work, but before you could touch your laptop you heard a crash at the front door, as if someone had collapsed and slammed against it.

It's not that you lived in one of the worst areas of the city, but it was strange that something happened in the wee hours of the morning, you walked slowly, opening the door, or trying to, because the body of a man was blocking the entrance, a few minutes of struggle was enough for the unconscious body to fall to the other side, leaving you to open the door completely and contemplate the man.

He had one of those mullets that were fashionable among young people, several earrings, some scars on his mouth and stains of what appeared to be vomit and blood, okay, you did not want to interfere with anyone who seemed to be a drug addict, but on second thought, it was better to help the man than to have to give statements to the police as to why there was a dead body at your door.

You dragged him home and laid him on the couch, laying him on his side so he wouldn't choke on his own vomit if he ever did, though after further scanning you decided he needed a good shower. You did not feel self-conscious in doing this job, you are of an age and you have worked in many things, among them you had a position taking care of the elderly, all kinds of care being more specific, so no, you did not feel uncomfortable having to wash this man.

You changed his clothes and put his striped suit in the wash, leaving him back on the sofa, you continued with your work, reading and quickly correcting the errors you found, the night passed quite quickly and you fell asleep once you were completely done your work, sending it to the head of the newspaper.

The next morning you woke up with a gun pointed at your temple and that man's pretty eyes staring back at you, good way to start the day indeed.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Are you young people these days so ungrateful? It was you who passed out on the doorstep of my house at two in the morning."

He lowered the gun, seeming to remember some parts of his night, he sat still a little bewildered and with his head elsewhere because of the drugs taken yesterday, he looked at you in silence now noticing his change of clothes as well as the smell of his hair, it was not the smell of his usual shampoo.

"Did you…?"

"Yes, oh, don't be ashamed, it's been a long time since I stopped being interested in that kind of thing, at a certain age the only thing one looks for is economic stability and peace of mind, are you going to stay for lunch?"

He blinked contemplating your calm form, he didn't know if he was still under the pressure of narcotics, but he didn't reject your proposal, Sanzu was anything but embarrassing, however he felt like a little boy next to you being cared for by the mother he never had.

For your part, he was not the first brat you helped, you had married friends, with grown children or adolescents who did not stop getting into small problems, you acted like the aunt who drinks wine and criticizes everyone at family gatherings, for your attitude, they found it easier to access you when they had problems they didn't want your friends ─their moms─ to know about, you always had their backs unless it was something that was detrimental to their health, then you wouldn't hesitate to call your friends to give their children a lecture, even as adults.

That same attitude was the one that made Sanzu visit you more often than he would like to admit, although most of the times he left scolded for coming home drunk or drugged, you never closed the door on him, how could you? You weren't heartless enough to leave him lying in the street when he came desperately asking for help with some of his hallucinations.

Your kindness led him to an obsession towards you, you were like his little lifeboat, his conscious part about all the madness in which he was involved, he began to watch you from afar, observing your interactions with strangers and friends, it bothered him, it bothered him that you were just as kind to others as you were to him, he wanted all your attention just for him. He was also worried about you, he had seen the worst part of the rotten world in which he lived, someone with a soft heart like you could not survive against the predators of this society.

Of course, Bonten executives were not stupid, usually most of them lived in the headquarters, they had private properties where they spent a few days or weeks, but most of the time they were in that headquarter, especially Sanzu, that's why they started to noticing his absence more and more, it's not like he had to explain himself to anyone ─except if Mikey asked him to─ but his behavior was strange, didn't he arrive drugged? It seemed like a bad joke, clothes without a bloodstain? he was definitely doing something outside their radar.

Not that the others cared much, but the Haitani brothers were a bit nosy, like gossips who want to know why their partner seems happier when he comes back in the morning after a night of 'fun'. They discussed it a couple of times with the others when Sanzu wasn't around, and they all agreed that his behavior was unusual, so they began to investigate what he did in his leisure.

This led to an ordinary person like you being watched by two executives of the largest criminal organization in the country. At first they thought that you were a whore with whom he had fallen in love, but investigating more about you, they discovered that you were a lady with an established daily life, there was nothing about you that stood out and yet you seemed so interesting.

"Sanzu please, I need to finish correcting this report, I promise you that later you can have all the hugs you want."

"No."

He tightened his grip on your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck, you were trying to do your job but Sanzu found your hugs too comforting after you once found him crying ─from being drugged─, killing people leaves obstacles in any person and as much as he loved it, certain deaths of innocent people always ended up flying over his thoughts like ghosts that tormented him from time to time.

The sound of the doorbell made you stop typing, moving the man slightly away to go to open, you were not expecting a visitor which was strange to you, Sanzu felt a chill when you opened the door, meeting the eyes of the youngest of the Haitani directly, he got up quickly without even letting you ask what those guys wanted, he pulled you back before Ran could drag you with him.

"What the fuck are you two doing here?"

"Make sure you don't have too much fun, are you so in love that you forget the meetings?"

They started a little discussion while you looked blankly, you and Rindou looked at each other in silence while the other two talked, you greeted with a brief nod, thinking they were Sanzu's coworkers.

Luckily just when the discussion was getting more heated, a 'ding' coming from the oven threw everyone off concentration, taking advantage of this you got out of the man's strong grip, walking towards the kitchen to see that the cookies you had been working on before were ready.

"There are plenty of cookies for everyone, Sanzu you can invite your friends."

"They are not my friends!"

"That's very kind of you, we'd love to meet our friend's friend."

So you ended up having lunch with the three men in an awkward silence between them, due to the tension of which you preferred not to take into account, Ran and Rindou were quite nice and understood that you were not a love interest, nor did you want it, nor did you seek it. Alarm bells of boys without a mother figure going off again, of course you caught their interest more than before, they knew your background but not your personality, and they ended up falling into that obsession towards you, as if there was something that made them gravitate towards you, was it because of your simplicity? for your kind words? They didn't know it, but they were jealous that Sanzu could snuggle up against you and they would have to keep more of their distance.

Now you had three of Bonten's executives constantly visiting your house, whether it was asking you for small favors or advice on nonsense to asking you to make them cookies or food in general, they just desperately wanted your attention, like babies crying out for their mother.

This cycle of obsession only made the others begin to suspect that they were up to something, whether it was harmful to Bonten or not, Takeomi was the first to notice, Kokonoi the same, he noticed how the brothers spent a certain amount of money, which they didn't used to do that often, followed by Kakucho, Mochizuki and lastly Mikey.

So it led you to be kidnapped by Mochi after doing enough research on you, because they didn't take much notice of it at first when the brothers first noticed. You were tied hand and foot, a blindfold was removed after consciousness returned to you, you found yourself face to face with a man with immense dark circles and eyes full of lifeless, on his right side another man with a large scar on his face, on his left side another man with a small scar on his left eye.

You felt something cold touching your temple, again you had a gun pointed at you, held by the same boy who had kidnapped you, you turned your head also noticing another man with long white hair.

"Who are you and why do you have my executives after you?"

"Executives…?" you looked at everyone carefully, connecting the dots when you saw their tattoos "Oh- so that's why they never wanted to tell me what they worked for… are you some kind of organization? Like arms smuggling, money laundering or something?"

You took the situation calmly, that your life was hanging by a thread right now was not one of your biggest concerns, you had lived a full and happy life up to now, you had no regrets, you were mature enough to understand the point at which you were, the more the years go by, the less afraid you are of the things that used to terrify you when you were young.

"GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF MY MOTHER!"

Everyone was surprised to see how Sanzu entered kicking Mochizuki so that the weapon flew out of his hands, away from you, the Haitani brothers followed closely untying you quickly while all those men had a discussion of looks, the dense silence was broken by your giggle, you were trying to control yourself as much as you could but it was impossible.

"My God, Sanzu, you just called me mom!?"

The boy's face was completely dyed in pink tones, all the attention was now focused on you while you let out a laugh at the slip that your child had, something made the hearts of others clench in pain when they heard your laugh, no matter how bad it sounded, whether it was asthmatic, uproarious, or silent laughter, it was like real music to the ears of all the executives at Bonten, including the leader. As if you had flipped a switch in the mind of their rotten minds, they now had a new interest in you, as if you had further triggered an obsession you were unaware of with the first three you met.

They began to understand why those three felt attracted to you, it was as if your mere presence was intoxicating for them, as if just listening to you or looking at you calmed their broken hearts, many alarms from boys without a mother figure, of course that was a triggering reason, all these men longed for that kind of love that they could hardly experience.

Now you had the criminal organization after you, not in a bad way, more like a bunch of men acting childishly because of your limited attention. One thing they were clear about without the need to speak, you were not going to leave their sight for a single moment from now on.

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