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cherrywhipped · 1 year

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what goes down when you…

❤︎ get drunk with your tokyo rev s/o. ❤︎

!!!!!! VERY NSFW ❤︎ including: baji, chifuyu, kazutora, takemichi, mikey, draken, mitsuya, smiley, angry, rindou, ran, izana, kokonoi, inui, kakucho, sanzu, taiju, kisaki, hanma, shion, naoto, wakasa, shinichiro

a/n: just in time for valentines!!😀 had the weeknd’s cover of drunk in love on repeat, so I smashed a bunch of Tokyo Rev ideas I had into this prompt that weren't working as full fics. Some of these I ended up loving a lot (pt 2??*cough*shin) & some of them will probably just stay here. have a wonderful v day & stay safe! if u don’t have a date (like me) buy urself flowers and read these in the bath bc ur fav TR character wants to f*ck you rn <3

�� — ❤︎ Baji Keisuke

“No listen! Apparently we weren’t even a couple despite all the times we fucked at the winery? And then it ended up catching on fire?? That’s like the last message, like we don’t even know how Aiden’s contest wine rank—” Baji smashed his lips against yours, ceasing your rambling immediately. “Babe, respectfully, I have no fucking idea what you’re talkin’ about.” He smiled and lowered his lips to your ear. “But, ya know, I could listen to your voice all damn day,” Baji planted a featherlight kiss near your earlobe as he whispered, “…’specially like hearing those moans of yours.” Something about liquor made your usually stoic boyfriend run his damn mouth. His topaz eyes twinkled as you stared at him in shock. You felt his heavy hand against your cheek and leaned into his comforting touch, his thumb brushing over your lips. “Keisuke,” you sighed. “You made me forget what I was saying.” You kissed his hand and lightly bit down on his thumb. “Good.” He sighed as you opened your mouth enough for him to slip his index finger in, another one following the first. You closed your lips around his knuckles and sucked him in, beckoning him further down your tongue until his fingertips tapped the back of your throat. He chuckled softly when you gagged. Baji pulled his hand away from your mouth and stuffed it down your pants to finger you. You could feel the heat radiating from his face as he kissed you firmly, teeth sinking into your lower lip.

— — ❤︎ Kazutora Hanemiya

KBOOM. Heavy rain drummed against the window. Thunder erupted outside your bedroom, followed by a loud crackle, leaving you and your boyfriend completely in the dark. “Aw, shit,” Kazutora huffed. “Well, s’good thing we made a blanket fort.” He giggled and patted around for his phone. You were watching Regular Show in your little cave and playing one of those drinking games where you had to take a shot every time Benson yelled or someone said “whoaaaa,” for example. When the power cut out, you were several episodes in and needless to say, both pretty drunk at this point. “Here, I’ll help,” you say sweetly, fumbling around the wad of sheets on the floor. “hEy, babyyy, watch it.” It took a moment for you to register what had transpired; it seems you pawed Kaz’s lap... and accidentally grabbed his dick. Drunk y/n suddenly had a great idea. “Ohh, I’m so sorry pretty boy, ’m still looking for it,” you feigned, crawling closer to his body and intentionally getting handsy with him. You flipped up his shirt and ran your fingers across the skin of his lower stomach. Your touch danced over the waistband of his sweats, teasing him mercilessly before fully cupping his hard-on. Tora whined. You could barely make out his head tipping back in the dark as you squeezed him. “Mmh, god… y/n, baby, ride me,” his tone made your heart pussy jump, it was a mix of desperate and demanding. Before you could move, he grabbed your ass, pulling at the flesh of your thighs and hips to get you to straddle him. You rolled over onto his lap, french kissing him feverishly. Kazutora sucked at your bottom lip as he pressed your body down to grind against his pelvis, rocking your hips forward and back slowly.

— — ❤︎ Matsuno Chifuyu

The refrigerator was overflowing with Jell-O shots for the party tonight. You and Chifuyu were so ready to impress your friends, having gone all out with a batch of rainbow ones AND a batch of chocolate pudding ‘dirt cup’ shots, complete with sour gummy worms on top….. only for it to get cancelled:( “I’m sure they’ll reschedule really soon, Fuyu. at least these should last a few days,” you comforted your love. “Yeah… no point in letting them go to waste, though. I’m tryin’ some—” Chifuyu made a b-line for the fridge and returned with handfuls of the mini containers. He plopped down next to you with an expression one could only describe as epiphanic. “Actually… Hold that thought, I’m gonna order pizza.” You snorted, “We having a party of our own?” Chifuyu put the shots down on the coffee table. “I mean, why not?? With a pizza box and all these cups we can play…” he paused for dramatic effect, “battle shots!” You giggled and nodded, “Battle ships with Jell-O shots and a pizza-box board, huh?” You smiled brightly. “Have I ever mentioned that I love you?” Chifuyu grinned playfully at your comment and hovered over you on the couch, nose inches away from yours. “Mm, no, never. I think I’d remember something so impo—” you leaned forward and pressed your lips to his before he could finish his sentence. ••••• “A5.” It was the last turn of the game. “Hit, and you sunk my battleship,” you sighed in defeat, utterly wasted after having Chifuyu wipe the floor with you this game. “Woo! I wiiinnn, what’s my prize?” Chifuyu beamed. You crawled over to him and laid your head in his lap, kissing his thighs playfully. “I’ve got an idea.” He shivered and bit his lip. A deep sigh left his chest, relaxing his body as he stroked your cheek. He gazed at you adoringly. “Oh? I think I like where this is going.”

— — ❤︎ Hanagaki Takemichi

You are seated next to Takemichi at his beautiful cousin’s wedding, looking on as the newly wed couple shares their first marital kiss. Michi squeezed your hand before contributing to the growing applause and cheers. He breathed a sigh of relief upon surviving the most stressful parts of the ceremony, and now everyone was just ready to let loose. “Whoa, check it oouuut!” He exclaimed, pointing towards the delicious spread of food and drinks decorating the room. Music blared as everyone helped themselves. Takemichi twirled you around the dance floor a few times, and now you were seated near the mini bar to get your drink on. You two had a toast to yourselves first (what better way to celebrate the romantic scene) and stared into each other’s eyes lovingly. The chemistry was almost the same as when you two had first started dating, the conversation flowing effortlessly all evening. One, two, four… you lost count of how many drinks you had at this point, and your boyfriend was looking pretty flushed himself. You stared at the just-married couple at the center of the dance floor. “They look so wonderful together... I bet,” you began boldly, “they are gonna have the wildest night after this,” you took a sip of your drink and smirked. “Y-Y/n!! That’s such a dirty thing to say,” Takemichi sputtered. “Baby. Don’t play coy like you haven’t said some of the filthiest shit I’ve ever heard.” Your eyes flicked over his flustered expression. You paused for just a moment before leaning in close to his ear. “Tell me you don’t want to act on all the love and romance in the air.” Your hand rested on his face close to the bottom of his jaw. Takemichi trembled, he was visibly caving under the pressure. You heard him swallow hard and nod slightly against your cheek, “I could kiss your lips until they bruise. You have no idea...” he whispered. “That’s more like it. We’ve never really explored having sex in a public place, have we? C’mon, I’ll prove my love to you now,” you kissed his cheek sincerely. “And I’ll let you prove you’re thinking some things far worse than I am,” you whispered and pulled him out of his seat.

— — ❤︎ Sano Manjiro

“SHIT!” Mikey cussed, his quarter bouncing off the table and narrowly missing the shot glass he aimed for. You both had a few shots of liquor in you and the aims were only getting worse. “HA! That one was double or nothing, take two, Mikey~.” You loved playing games with your boyfriend, even if he was the worst loser on the planet and would conjure up absolutely anything to ensure he won in the end. “Noo, wait! One more! If I make this one, you have to take all my shots. If I miss, I’ll take four.” He stared at you with unwavering intensity. “And how’s that fair at all??” You squinted back, lips curving into a pout. “Okay, okay. Fine, here. You get a chance to shoot when I make this shot. If you miss, both of us only take two shots, but if you make it, I’ll take five.” He tilted his head to the side and smiled sweetly. What absolute nonsense. You thought for a moment before replying, “You’re on, babe.” Mikey flashed you a grin, lining up his course on the table. It was a great attempt, you really thought he had it. Somehow though, his quarter skimmed the glass and bounced right back out. “FUCK-!! YOU SAW IT GO IN!” He screeched. “NO WAY, THAT’S STILL A MISS!” Your intensity matched his frantic screams, laughter erupting from you. “Baby! Youu have to take four shots nooow~,” you poked his stomach and arms playfully. “Nuh uh, technically I didn’t miss.” You stared at him in disbelief. “Mikey. The quarter is on the table. Take. The damn. Shots.” He sprinted away from you at full speed, darting towards the bedroom, “MAKE ME!!” You couldn’t believe how childish-... But you didn’t have time to waste and chased after him. You caught up to him and flung yourself at him, effectively body-slamming him onto the mattress. “Sano Manjiro I swear if you don’t take those fuckin-” his hands gently wrapped behind your head, thumbs grazing the side of your face as he captured your lips in a kiss. That asshole. You melted into him, fingers wandering up his neck to grab handfuls of his hair. He swept his hands down your body, palms landing on your ass, pulling you flush against his hips. Panting, you pulled away from his sensual kisses. “Mm, I’m not letting you off that easy.”

— — ❤︎ Ryuguji Ken

“…you do remember where we are, right?” Draken breathed in a low tone near your ear. Yeah, of course, a casual dinner party with his friends and some of his work buddies. So maybe one of his friends made excellent cocktails, and maybe you overindulged. And perhaps, as a consequence, the liquor had you feeling devious enough to try to feel up your boyfriend around a corner where nobody could see to get a reaction out of him. “Mhmm,” you answered confidently. His grip on your wrist tightened as he pushed his knee between your thighs, backing you against the wall. “And you do know what’ll be waiting for you if you keep acting up here, hm?” You whimpered, maybe a bit too excitedly for his taste. Draken tilted your chin up to meet his gaze with his free hand, his brow raised into an expression that read ‘don’t test me’. You blinked innocently and pouted. “I’m sorry daddy. Can I have a kiss?” Ken rolled his eyes at you before answering, “Tch, fine. Just one, then we are going back for a little while longer.” He leaned down to kiss you, his hand softly resting on your jaw and his other hand releasing your wrist to settle on your hip. Just as your lips met, you pulled him close by the collar of his shirt with one hand, the other sneaking its way to his belt, dipping below the buckle slowly in attempt to tease his cock. You felt his body briefly relax before pulling away from you, breaking the kiss in the act. “Mm, you shouldn’t have done that.” He huffed. Without warning, he belted, “Oi, Mitsuya! S’getting late, I’ve gotta get my s/o home. Tell whoever’s left I’m headin’ out.” Your eyes widened in shock that he just announced your exit… and now you had no escape from the punishment you earned yourself. “C’mon, baby, let’s get you home and into bed, ah?” He laced his fingers with yours and led you to the car with a knowing grin.

— — ❤︎ Mitsuya Takashi

“You are so fucking sexy.” Your incredible Mitsuya, the absolute perfect partner, had the filthiest mouth after a few glasses of wine. It was dinner at your place, just some pasta and wine, nothing crazy, but Takashi had it out for you tonight. He beckoned you over to where he was sitting, heavy kisses quickly escalating before you could wrap your brain around it all. “God, you smell good…” he squeezed at your flesh ferociously. “Turn around, wanna taste my dessert,” he breathed, shifting in his seat at the dinner table. “N-no, other way, baby. I want a face full of ass while I eat that pretty pussy,” his voice was low, growl-like tone making your cunt pulse as you climbed on the table. “Taka--!” you attempted to call to him pitifully. He pushed your dress up and sunk his teeth into the fabric of your panties, pulling them down your leg teasingly. “Spread ‘em wider,” he demanded. “Mitsuya!!” He was being embarrassingly direct. You would’ve been humiliated if you didn’t find it so hot. You slid your knees further apart on the sleek wood, back curving into a pronounced arch to put as much of your pussy on display for him as you could in this position. “Mmm, just like that, good girl,” he purred. You jumped when his tongue swiped along your slick folds, the contact making your legs tingly. He kissed and licked at your cunt before sucking your clit in his mouth. You both moaned in unison. “So good,” he whined in a low tone. “Want more?” he gripped your thigh with one hand and teased your entrance with the other. “Yes, please, Taka,” you mewled softly. You leaned your hips into his touch, and he let out a deep, lascivious giggle in response. “Baby, you’re gonna have to beg a little better than that.” You wished you could see the wide grin you knew was on his face. “Come on. I know you’ve got it in you.”

— — ❤︎ Kawata (Angry) Souya

Tonight, you ventured to a bar within walking distance of your boyfriend Souya’s apartment. The two of you had as many drinks as you wanted since nobody was driving, the area was relatively safe, and left with confidence knowing if anybody messed with y’all, Angry was more than capable of kicking their ass. Your arms wrap tightly around your boyfriend’s midsection, face pressed into the back of his shirt as he walked, dragging you forward with him each step. “Pleaseeee! Souya, pleeee-,” your incessant cries were cut short by your boyfriend stopping abruptly and whipping around to face you. You flinched at his furious expression, but the words that left his mouth were surprisingly… sweet. “Sure, princess. It’s on the way to the apartment.” Angry took your hand and led you towards the barren park. You playfully danced around him and cheered excitedly, insisting that he push you on the swing. “Fine, fine, but only if you’ll go down the slide with me.” Of course you agreed and the two of you played around for some time. It was now Souya’s last time going down the slide, so you waited at the bottom for him. He let out the most adorable ‘wheee!’ sound as he swirled around to the end of the slide. You saw him laying at the base, slightly breathless, messy blue hair sticking to his forehead from the sweat, and a subtle grin on his usual scowling face. Before you knew it, you hovered over Souya, a handful of his thick hair in your clutches as you leaned in to kiss him. He sighed warmly and pulled your body close, deepening the kiss. “Ready to go?” You asked cheerily. “Mm. Wanna shower with me when we get back?” You caught a glint of mischief in his eyes as he spoke. “Sure. C’mon,” you replied and pulled him to his feet. “Y/n,” he began, and you looked at him expectantly. “…never mind.” Soya shied away from his words. “You sure?” You asked gently, eyes shining in the moonlight. “Um… We should play around like that more often.” He laced his fingers with yours as he walked you back to the apartment. “I love you too, Souya.”

— — ❤︎ Kawata (Smiley) Nahoya

“Oh~? What’s this, eh?” The toy whirred in his hands as he tinkered with the buttons. “Nahoya!!” You screamed. Why was he digging through your stuff?? Even worse for you, it seems that earlier today while you rushed to pack a stay-the-night bag, the mini vibrator you kept hidden in a small pocket in your backpack was overlooked. “So, my girl’s a pervert, huh?” His trademark smirk appeared especially daunting now. You hid your face with your hands. “I—,” you began. Although you and Smiley had some heated moments, being the tease that he is, the two of you hadn’t exactly gone all the way together yet. Tonight was supposed to be the night, you even had some drinks with him to dampen the nerves, but the implications of finding a sex toy in your possession made the anticipation spike back up. “I just, I forgot it was in my backpack,” you winced. “Ohw, why’re ya all pinched up, pretty baby?” His tone softened ever so slightly, “Don’t cha want me to use it on you?” Your eyes widened and your brows raised slightly. “Would you..?” you sucked in a breath, “I think I’d like that…” Your body moved faster than your brain as you slowly crawled towards your boyfriend sitting on the floor. “Yeah? C’mere, then,” he cooed, coaxing you into his lap. His hands tangled in your hair and pulled it firmly enough to cause your mouth to pop open. He quickly brought your face close, stealing your lips and slipping his tongue inside you with a soft groan. You barely heard the sound of the vibrator before Nahoya traced it up your leg, snaking under your shirt and bra to tease your nipple. You moaned sweetly under his touch. He pecked your lips once more before pulling away and grinning. “Heh. This’ll be fun.”

— — ❤︎ Haitani Rindou

Shit-faced at a concert? Sounds about right. You and Rin had been dancing around the pit and waiting for the headliner to start for almost two. hours. He made you get there EARLY because he “didn’t wanna miss the openers.” Bruh. Nobody sane goes to a concert early. You needed some liquor or you were gonna lose your mind. You and Rin smoked beforehand, he had a drink or two already as well, now it was your turn. It wasn’t a super large venue bc Rin wanted to check out an up-and-coming rap artist, but the crowd was starting to swell, the energy buzzing in the air. “Rinnie, you up for a little bet?” You tugged at your boyfriend’s shirt and gave him your best doe eyes. “Mm. Wassup?” He leaned his ear down to your lips to listen to your pitch. “I bet the cost of our bar tab that I can out-drink you tonight.” He perked up almost instantly. “Ohh? You really think ya could, huh? That’s cute.” He smirked and you elbowed his arm. “I’m serious,” you pulled him close to you, lips almost touching. He leaned in the rest of the way to kiss you slowly. “Since you’re so confident, lemme add to the bet,” he started, his hand dropping to the small of your back, pulling you close and brushing his cheek against yours. “Whoever wins… gets to fuck the loser’s ass.” You took a step back and stared at him in disbelief. “Are you deadass right now? …You know you could lose, right? How high did you get Rin..?” He stared into your eyes intensely and half-laughed, “Nah, ‘m deadass serious. Guess I could, but I won’t lose. You’re already startin’ out behind, doll. Best get to drinkin’ if the bet’s on.” His confidence was almost enough to make you change your mind. almost. You sucked in a breath and hurried to the bar to order yourself two drinks.

— — ❤︎ Haitani Ran

“Ran baby!” you called, “What is this!?” You got up at noon and headed to the balcony right off the bedroom for some air, only to reveal a fantastic looking breakfast spread on the patio tables. It was complete with a drink dispenser full of a vibrant orange liquid that very much resembled a mimosa. “My love,” his model-esque figure sashayed down the hallway, then stepped out onto the balcony dramatically. “You know how we always sleep in and miss brunch? Well, today, I brought brunch to us.” He beamed as he gestured towards the table, a soft breeze rustling his hair and kicking up the end of his silky robe. What a strange boyfriend he was, but you couldn’t deny that he looked gorgeous in his own right. You let out firm giggle. “Ran! You didn’t have to do all this, what’s the occasion?” He leaned forward and grasped your chin tenderly. “Oh, I just love you, that’s all.” Before you could react, his lips were on yours, melting you completely. Your hand gingerly grasped his, meeting his eyes with nothing but pure, wholistic love. “How did I get so lucky? I love you very much, Ran. Thank you.” You brought his palm to your lips and kissed it softly. “So, now we’re gonna get drunk… and then you’ll give me the best head I’ve ever had in my life, right?” He smiled blankly. “RAN!!” You playfully whacked his chest. “As if I’d say anything other than yes.” You both moved to the table and enjoyed breakfast, downing mimosas like nobody’s business. “You better understand what you’re in for now, Haitani.” You warned. “‘M not stopping after the first, second, or even third time you cum.” Ran’s face contorted into one of amusement as he drunkenly giggled, “You better not, but after that, I’m taking you to bed, k?” As you crawled under the table on the balcony, a fleeting thought penetrated your mind, could anyone see you? The minute you got a taste of Ran’s cock, however, the thought vanished, and you didn’t have a care in the world.

— — ❤︎ Kurokawa Izana

“How can you just leave me standing, Alone in a world so cold,” Izana sang softly as he played his guitar in his apartment for you. “Maybe I’m just too demanding, Maybe I’m just like my father, too bold,” you sang along with him, admiring the sounds filling the room. Your boyfriend, however, suddenly ceased his playing, gentle laughter interrupting the song. “Baby, I know you don’t sing like that.” He set his guitar aside, giggles getting the best of him. “Zana, that’s so mean, do I really sound bad?” You felt your eyebrows raise in concern. So maybe you weren’t Prince, but you knew you weren’t the worst singer in the world… did you offend Izana’s ears enough for him to stop playing altogether and laugh? “Not at all, you’re just… so cute when you try to sing drunk. You focus so hard that your pretty face gets all scrunched up…” he leaned forward from his seat on the floor to grab your cheeks. He cracked up again upon seeing your face squished into an exaggerated fishy-lipped pout by his own hand. “Izana, you are so giggly tonight,” you teased. “I dunno, guess I’m just in a really good mood.” He smiled softly, hands coming up to wipe tiny tears from his lavender eyes. “Aww, is that your way of saying I make you happy?” You scooted closer to him and poked at his sides, tickling him slightly. He responded between broken laughs, “Hey, you make me very happy, y/n.” There was a sweet moment of silence before he retaliated. Izana moved on your figure, leisurely yet swiftly grabbing your wrists and pinning you to the floor. He hardly gave you a second to protest before he was kissing you delicately. He made you feel adored and desirable in ways you couldn’t have anticipated. You wrapped your legs around his back, the soft, sensual kisses sinking into dark, hungry ones. His grip on your wrist tightened as he pressed his body against you, the two of you desperate for closeness. He broke the kiss only long enough to say, “bed,” before pulling you to your feet and drunkenly guiding you to his room, your lips and bodies inseparable.

— — ❤︎ Kokonoi Hajime

“Where are you, little slut?” Koko’s voice echoed through the hotel penthouse. You held in your giggles as you hid in the gorgeous marble bathroom, hunkered down in the lavish bathtub. “If I don’t find you in the next 10 seconds, I’m gonna spank you till you cry. One...” You let out a cackle. “Kokooooo! My darling, take a bath with me,” your voice carried throughout the suite. You stood up and stripped down to your lingerie as you waited for him to enter the room, opting to sit seductively on the edge of the tub. “Sigh.” Koko stepped through the door, his face decorated lightly with vanilla icing. “You’re more trouble than you’re worth,” he rolled his eyes and sauntered towards the tub. “Tongue out,” he demanded. You did as you were told, delicately licking the icing from his cheek and side of his nose. You left tiny kisses on the affected areas as he complained. “First you finish off MY favorite wine, then you go and hit me with a cupcake.” He clicked his tongue and crossed his arms, sharp eyes boring into your forehead. “Baby, that was a total accident!” You stammered. “Awh, it was an accident~” his lips curled upwards as he mocked your tone. “Koko!! I didn’t know how close my hand was to your face, Hajime, I’m drunk! And I’m very sorry…. C’mon, let’s take a bath, pleaseee?” You tugged at his clothes gently. “Why d’ya wanna have a bath so bad right this second?” He took a step back, heavily lidded eyes fixed on the intricate red lingerie you wore. “Wanna fuck you in the bath, I guess. Seems romantic.” Kokonoi raised a brow, his cruel facade melting. “Mm. Guess it is Valentine’s Day,” he mused. “Tch, You’re damn lucky I love you so much, my spoiled brat. Alright, but first, go prance a little. Get me a drink so I can see the set from the back.” You hopped up excitedly. “Yay!! Yes sir!” You started to head back to the main area before Koko’s voice stopped you. “Hold on,” he paused, “do that again.” You tilted your head to the side. “Do what, this?” you jumped up and spun slightly, all your curves bouncing with you. “Mm. So good for me. Hurry back now,” he teased, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling out a big box of rose petals from the cabinet to put in the bath.

— — ❤︎ Inui Seishu

Hot tears welled in your eyes as you choked back a frustrated laugh. “4th time balls back, you’re fucking kidding me…” you face palmed. Inui stood at the opposite end of the table, arms folded and his gaze fixed on the last two red solo cups in front of you. He was absolutely destroying you at beer pong. Who would’ve thought he’d be so good? You were unbelievably flustered at losing so hard and having to drink so much, but his flawless performance was undeniably impressive… his cool and domineering appearance further flustering you. Inui lined up the shot, and just before the ping pong ball left his fingertips, you hollered, “MISS!!” He flinched and the ball skimmed the cup. You laughed triumphantly. “Tch! Y/n, you cheater.” He rolled his eyes and picked up the second ping pong ball. He shot quickly and it sunk in, leaving one last cup before your defeat. You had only managed to wipe out 3 of his cups:( but you weren’t giving up yet!! You heard somewhere the more drunk you are, the better you get at this game, right? You snatched up the balls and went straight in on your shot, fatally missing both. Inui snickered, a slight smile appearing on his face. “Nice try, y/n. I’ll go ahead and win for us so you can take a break from drinking,” his eyes flashed with a subtle fierceness, bouncing the ball off the table into a perfect shot. Before you could pick up the last cup and remove the ball to drink it, Inui walked over and grabbed the cup for himself. “I’ll take this one off your hands.” You tilted your head. “Why? You won, it’s my punishment,” you inquired. “Little give and take. Let’s just say I’ve got some better ideas of how to punish you than making you drink yourself sick.” After throwing back the cup, he wiped your now nonexistent tears away and kissed your eyelids softly. “So worked up over such a silly thing…” He slinked behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, pelvis pressing into your back. He leaned down and brushed any clothes or hair aside to work a hickey onto your skin, kissing your neck and up your face, stopping right next to your ear. He bit the shell of it before whispering, “Wanna bend over for me, pretty?”

— — ❤︎ Kakucho

Let’s just say that you did NOT plan on getting drunk at lunch with your darling Kaku today. You skipped breakfast, sure, but what the hell was in that margarita? You were bewildered as to how one drink could possibly put you on your ass. You were dizzy just sitting in the booth across from Kaku. “Y/n, you didn’t answer my question. Sweetheart, you okay?” He smiled softly at you, eyebrows knitting together out of concern as he reached for your hand. “Uh huh,” you replied slowly. “Should’ve thought about drinking on an empty stomach,” you sighed and squeezed his fingers. The sudden flash in your mind of having his thick hands wrapped around your throat made pleasure pool in your stomach. …Were you ovulating? You must be. First you get drunk off of one drink, now you’re lewding your boyfriend at a restaurant midday. You paused. Before you could even correct your mistake, Kakucho looked at you knowingly. You slowly realized you were clenching his hand hard, and loosened your grip. “Oh, sorry, baby…” The corner of his mouth crept upward, and he raised a brow. “Y/n… why don’t you try texting me what’s going on,” he suggested with a knowing smile. “While you’re at it, I’ll make arrangements for someone to pick us up from here.” You gave him a bewildered stare. “Why not have a little fun, um… day... drinking?” He smiled sheepishly as you giggled. Kaku was willing to take one for the team if it made you feel more comfortable. Besides, it’s not like you had plans outside of each other for the rest of today. You pulled out your phone and began rapid-fire texting him every horny thought that came to mind. 📱[Y/N❤️‍🔥: take me to thebathroom and bend me over the sink :: do I think the server would notice if I sucked your dick under the table :: can i test it out? :: hmph. fine but i need u to choke me in the car, ok?] Needless to say, the look on his face was priceless.

— — ❤︎ Sanzu Haruchiyo

The club. It was ridiculously dark in the room, you could hardly see flashes of Sanzu’s vibrant eyes and his wicked toothy grin in the pitiful blue and purple flashing lights. Somehow, the loud music contributed to your poor visibility and absolutely fueled the fire of lust and love you had for your boyfriend. All you could do is let yourself be consumed by him, fully taking in the feeling of his body against yours. Nobody could see you two making out on the dance floor, the two of you heavily intoxicated and tuned in to each other’s reactions: every touch and moan made your grip on reality slip. Haru backed you tight against the wall, his arms caging you in. Your spine arched deliciously into his chest. His breath hot on your neck, lips dangerously close to sinking into your skin, but he paused right there. He grabbed the side of your head firmly and pressed your cheek to his face, lips tickling your ear as he spoke over the music. “Could fuck you right here,” his voice is low, breathy, and dead serious. “Want to so bad, can I?” His free hand slips between your legs and up your dress… before you know it, his fingers are tapping against your panties, electricity jolting your cunt with each touch. “Uh huh, I don’t care, want you now, Haru,” you whined in his ear. A breathy laugh escaped him before kissing you roughly, his tongue swiping along your own. Sanzu pushed his hips firmly against yours, his feet lightly kicked at the inside of your ankles to make you spread your legs further apart. He aligned your body with his pelvis, effectively trapping you further against the wall. The kiss was broken to mark your neck as his hands hungrily grabbed one of your thighs and wrapped it around his waist, his lanky stature securing your position. You just knew your boyfriend was gonna fuck you so good, his demeanor borderline feral as he bared his pointy canines… it was like he wanted to stake his claim in front of everyone at the club--and you’d sure as hell let him.

— — ❤︎ Shiba Taiju [bar fight/violence WARNING]

There was no denying that your boyfriend was and probably always will be a little nuts, but you loved him for it. You are perched on a barstool, watching the madness unfold with blurry vision. The unfortunate sucker that flirted with you 3 minutes ago is getting his ass whooped by your beast of a boyfriend. You really tried to stop him, but Taiju made up his mind the second he saw that guy put his hands on you. Honestly, seeing him fight for you was as flattering as it was arousing--oops, you meant to think ‘terrifying’... probably. The stupid scumbag’s friend broke a beer bottle and threatened Taiju with it as you scrambled to your feet, backing towards the exit. To your relief, one swift swing of Taiju’s fist and the guy was out cold. Your boyfriend whipped around and stomped towards you, immediately throwing his arms around you protectively. “‘M taking us home.” He breathed, managing to escape the fight with only bruised knuckles and bloody eyebrow. God, he looked so hot. The two of you stumbled out the door. The moment you were out of sight from the people crowding the bar, you pulled him in a searing kiss. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you pressed your body against his. Taiju’s strong hands twitched on your waist. He wasn’t sure why, but he felt an intense yearning for you just then, the kiss ending all too quickly for him. “I’ll get us a ride,” you said softly. He blinked at you slowly, his wide amber eyes unreadable beneath his furrowed brow. “Mmh.” Was all he said. As you fiddled with your phone, Taiju’s head lowered to your neck, his forehead resting against your shoulder. He clutched the fabric of your clothes at your hips harshly, a ragged breath leaving his lips. “Give me your body.” His voice was barely a whisper. His lips met your neck passionately as his body enveloped yours. “Tai—,” you gasped when his teeth sunk into your skin. “Baby,” you moaned weakly, “our ride will be here in a minute, let’s get home and then,” you panted softly, “you can have whatever you wish.”

— — ❤︎ Kisaki Tetta

“Hi, my diamond. Enjoying the view?” You knew it was Kisaki by his euphonic tone before you felt his arms wrap around your waist. He pressed his body against your back and rested his chin on your shoulder, kissing your cheek before gazing out at the sea with you. “Yes! It’s beautiful, the water is so blue,” you exclaimed. It truly is one of the most beautiful views you’ve ever seen. Kisaki booked a vacation for the two of you: a cruise with a suite room so luxurious you would’ve mistaken it for a grand hotel room if not for the motion of the ship and sound of the waves. You’ve been his partner for years and somehow he outdoes himself every single anniversary. “Wanna have a drink with me?” He offered, planting another kiss to your face. “Sure!” You practically sang. Kisaki took your hand and led you from your private balcony to inside the suite. You almost fainted at the sight. Before you on the coffee table sat an ice bucket with pink champagne, strawberries, melted chocolate, whisky, soda, and a few of your favorite snack foods. “Happy anniversary, darling.” You immediately rushed to capture him in a giant hug, squeezing him tight and peppering kisses all along his face. “You really didn’t have to do all of this, my goodness. Thank you—thank you so much, Tetta. You really know how to make me feel special.” He smiled lovingly before you captured his lips in a heartfelt kiss. Kisaki poured you both a glass to start, you had a cute little toast, and then, you drank. It didn’t take long for the effects of the drinks to hit you. Between the high of the views, snack spread, and your handsome boyfriend... it’d be a fat lie to say you weren’t dying to get in his pants. “Tettaaa,” you whined. “Will you come cuddle me?” You asked climbing onto the bed. “Anything for you.” He said softly, his figure resting next to you on the mattress. One of the many things you loved about Kisaki was that he always dressed well. That, and his scent is intoxicating. You hummed and began unbuttoning his shirt. “Oh? I thought you wanted to cuddle?” Kisaki quirked a brow with a playful expression. “Maybe I just said that to get you into bed with me..?” You met his intense eyes and ran a hand along his chest, kissing him before he could respond. He pulled away gently, a slight snicker escaping him before adding, “Mm, well, I did say anything for you.”

— — ❤︎ Hanma Shuji

“wanna suck you off so bad, pleeeeaase baby your cock ‘s warm n you taste s’good, I want you in my mouth.” unbeknownst to you, the ‘whisper’ that left your lips could be heard by almost everyone in the room. Your friends gawked at you: some cackling, one mortified, others asking for someone else to repeat what you said because they missed it, and a few too stunned to speak. Hanma snorted at your comment, far too drunk, horny, and amused to be embarrassed. God he loved the shit you’d come up with when you drank together. “Yeah? ‘m going to smoke, wanna come?” His sharp golden eyes met yours, alluring grin beckoning you to join. “Mhmmmm,” you tugged at his arms as you stood up, pulling your boyfriend along with you. A few whistles and hollers rang out as you and Hanma stumbled out the door. Outside was surprisingly quiet. The distant sound of a few cars passing by was all you could hear. You walked down the stairs to the poorly-lit yard and backed him up against a large tree. The bark made indentions on your palms as you kissed Shuji with passion and desperation. You thought about asking for permission, but this time, you just wanted to go for it. He deepened the kiss hungrily, his tongue melting into your mouth. Hanma nipped at your bottom lip, trailed kisses down to your neck, and bit down roughly. He too was at a crossroads. Part of him wanted to throw you up against the tree and teach you a damn lesson, but a larger, needier part of him wanted to smoke… and watch you try to suck his dick while he did so. “God, won’t even give me a minute to breathe, let alone light a fuckin cigarette,” he slurred breathlessly. “Down, baby. Let me get this started and then you can have your way with me, hmm?♡.” He fished for his pack and lighter as you kissed down his body, your lips latching onto every inch of bare skin you could get, hands deliberately snaking under his clothes to feel as much of him as you could. “Fuckk, baby, you’re gonna ruin me…”

— — ❤︎ Shion Madarame

“GO GO GO GO—YEAAAAAHHHH ATTA BABYY!!!!” Shion belted as you chugged beer from a giant cooler. It was more liquid than you ever imagined could cram itself down your throat. You agreed to go to a frat party with him, of course, your sweet himbo boyfriend wanted to give the college partying lifestyle a shot. Liquor rushed to your stomach and your head at full speed, you swallowed your last gulp and hoped to goodness none of it would wind up coming back up. “HOLYYYY SHIT. Babe. You’re a goddamn legend.” As if he wasn’t already so whipped for you. “Yeah? s’all for you, daddy,” you slurred, feeling your knees buckle underneath you. Shion quickly moved to support your frame. “Oh fuck, baby, let’s get you layin’ down somewhere.” He helped you into the house and pulled you into an empty bedroom. “Here’s some water… y/n, you okay? I didn’t mean to come off as a dick-…ahh-” you pulled your boyfriend into a heated kiss on the bed. “I know, you didn’t. s’just beer, baby. I’m okay! I’ve taken more shots than beer I’ve had now before.” You smiled confidently. “…Huh? Wha-? Oh. I think I get it. You’re still drunk as fuck, doll. Wanna go home?” He peered into your eyes and cupped your face sweetly. “Uh-uh, lock the door. Come fuck me.” Shion’s face looked like he saw a ghost, or like his dreams were about to come true, or like a ghost appeared ready to make his dreams come true. “A-are you for real right now?” He asked, his voice wavering. You didn’t respond immediately, instead opting to pull him in to a sultry kiss, licking his tongue with your own, pulling away to bite on his bottom lip. “Oh, I’m for real.” You whispered, a handful of his hair clenched in your fist. Shion moaned breathily and hurried to go lock the bedroom door.

— — ❤︎ Tachibana Naoto

It was so dark tonight. You could only see two things: a faint red hue from the stoplight flooding into the car, and Naoto’s lap. Going out to dinner, you’d both usually have one drink or so, but this time, you talked your boyfriend into being your DD and got a little sloshed. He didn’t mind, though. He loved your raw confidence when liquor was added to your system. He’d get you back safe and take some shots when he got home, no sweat… right? “Fuuuck, baby, slow down,” he rasped, words mixing with moans catching in his throat. “I-isn’t this kinda dangerous?? We are only 5 minutes awAy-aaHh~” Naoto whined as you freed his cock from his slacks. “Nope. Want it now,” you stated flatly, hardly missing a moment before focusing on swallowing his dick. Your lips glided smoothly down his shaft, nose recklessly smashing into Naoto’s lap, his tip jutting against the back of your throat. You set a rigorous pace, hellbent on milking him and tasting his cum as quickly as you could. The light flicked to green. He moaned pitifully and tried his best to focus on driving, easing his foot off the pedal. He could lose control to you, but he would not under any circumstances lose control of the car. “Y/n, fuck,” he grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled you back roughly. “Slow down. Just a little,” he begged, “…please.” You found Naoto’s feeble attempt to take some control back in this situation to be adorable. You love your boyfriend and you know he can take charge when he means it, but you also know when he’s enjoying being at the mercy of your power. You moaned in response and licked the tip of his cock slowly, stroking the base with your free hand. “Mmh, just wait until I get you home,” Naoto lamented breathlessly.

— — ❤︎ Wakasa Imaushi [rough WARNING]

“Shhhh, shh shh,” Wakasa shushed you softly from underneath your skirt. “Just wanna taste,” he whispered, breath tickling your thighs. Waka had been an absolute menace at the bar all night: kissing your neck, slipping his hands under your skirt, teasing your pussy as you sat on a barstool in a puddle of slick, devouring you with his bedroom eyes as you took another shot together. And to make matters worse, the more he drank, the more bold he became. As if he wasn’t already too much to handle sober. He was so fucking smooth, too, nobody suspected a thing. Waka pretended to be a nonchalant, good boyfriend, helping his wasted babygirl get to the bathroom safely. In reality, he was an animal ready to sink his teeth into you. He made a soaking, shaking mess of you, teasing you to the point of having jelly legs, and lured you to the bathroom so he could continue to torment his prey. “Waka, you’re so cruel,” you whined, tears pricking your eyes. “I don’t want you to tease me, I want you to fuck me, damn it,” you choked, trying to be firm and not to let any frustrated tears slip out. “Come again?” Imaushi pulled away from your legs to look you in the eyes. His stare was beyond intimidating, it was narrow and threatening. You blinked several times. “I said I wanted you to fuck me,” you replied cautiously. “Oh, baby, you should’ve said so sooner if that’s what you wanted.” He cooed, his voice sugary sweet, a little too sweet for your comfort. “But baby, you should be careful what you wish for.” In what seemed to an inebriated you as one swift motion, he stood up, snatched both your wrists in one hand, spun you around and pushed your chest against the bathroom counter.

— — ❤︎ Sano Shinichiro

“More,” you panted heavily. “’K, hurry up ‘n get this off,” Shinichiro slipped his hand underneath your cropped cardigan, half-yanking the sheer material to the side to plant a hickey on the top of your breast. You hastily untied the top and slipped it off your shoulders to give him a full view of your tits in your tight dress. Your hips circled his lap, desperately grinding against him. The windows of the car began to steam up as your body temperatures rose. The two of you went bar hopping and ended up too drunk to drive home. While you waited for a friend to pick you up, things got more than a little heated in the back seat. “Fuck...” his chest heaved against yours, dexterous hands gliding up your back to unzip your dress. As soon as the zipper was down, Shinichiro’s hands snaked under the bottom of the fabric, giving your ass a firm slap before hooking his fingers under your lace panties and sliding them down your thighs. “Mmh, such a perv, Shin,” you moaned, momentarily shifting to the side to get the lacy garment off one leg. “Yeah? I’m not the one desperate to get fucked-” “Shut up, you want it just as bad,” you rebutted, the both of you drunkenly giggling as you climbed back on top of him, engaging in another slutty kiss. Your hands began to undo his belt as his fingers tugged your dress and bra down to expose your chest. He bit your nipple teasingly, wandering touch disappearing under your dress to grope your thigh and play with your clit. “God, you are wet,” he groaned into your chest, long, slender fingers easily sliding into your warm cunt. “S-Shin-!” you whined, “-can’t get it... off,” you huffed between moans and tugged at his pants helplessly. “Hang on. Busy.” He purred near your ear, lips latching onto your neck while he pressed deeper inside you.

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arlerts-angel · 3 months

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ᡣ𐭩 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐃.ᐟ

→ tokyo revengers characters x afab!reader

→ a/n: FINAL ATTEMPT I SWEAR 😭 please lmk if you can see this in the tags

→ warnings: profanity I allusions to sex (obv) | reader's appearance is ambiguous I pet names: baby, princess | you pronouns for reader | sub-coded kazutora + michi

♡ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘:

"i've been thinking about being inside you all day."

"i want you to watch me touch myself, but don't even think about touching yourself. understood?"

♡ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍:

"i want you to ride me. right now."

"is that all you've got? i think you can give me one more, princess."

♡ 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀:

"whatever you want me to do to you, ill do it."

"finally... i've been waiting so long to taste you."

♡ 𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀:

"harder... pull my hair harder!"

"i love it when you're rough with me."

♡ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔:

"keep going baby, don't stop."

"you really know what you're doing."

♡ 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈:

"i love watching you suck my dick."

"get over here and fuck yourself on me."

♡ 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈:

"does that feel good?"

"i don't wanna cum yet!"

#📝 — mack wrote that #tokyo revengers smut #tokrev smut #tokyo revengers x reader smut #tokrev x reader smut #mikey smut #draken smut #mitsuya smut #kazutora smut #baji smut #takemichi smut

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kisakis-boyfriend · 5 months

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Mix 'n Match

Pairings: Uuhh, various combos. It's an orgy, so expect some mixing and matching. No Mikey/Draken because I view them as brothers-in-law

Warnings: Tall male!reader, dom/top!reader + Draken (he's technically a vers) + Hanma, sub/bottom!Takemichi + Mikey + Kisaki, rough sex, rimming, blowjobs, doggy style, anal, biting

Genre/Format: Smut; Scenarios

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I have orgies on the mind I guess. Because I'm thinking about something with Reader, Takemichi, Mikey, Draken, Hanma, and Kisaki

It begins with a lot of swapping spit. Some gentle neck kisses, some not so gentle. Lots of roaming hands and hot breaths

Then it truly kicks off with Reader bouncing Mikey on his cock, who's moaning like a little whore while Takemichi sucks him off with flushed cheeks. Not too far away lies Hanma on the floor, Draken is riding his fat dick while Kisaki rides his face (while also desperately attempting to avoid eye contact with Draken)

Then everybody plays musical chairs and swaps partners plus positions. Next, Draken is pounding Takemichi's ass with inhuman speed, gripping his cute hips hard enough to bruise. Over to one side is Reader fucking Kisaki to within an inch of his life, sucking on the man's chest and groaning intensely. On the couch is Mikey laying on his back, squealing as Hanma gives him a rimjob, the little blond's legs are held up so that Hanma has full access to shove his tongue inside Mikey's hole

After that the three tall guys pick one of the shorter subs to fuck doggy style. The three of you make a kind of circle with your subs kneeling on the floor, faces mere inches apart. Draken takes Kisaki, Hanma takes Mikey, and Reader takes Takemichi

Draken is rough as shit with poor Kisaki; tugging at his hair, slapping his adorable ass, forcing the sub to call him 'sir' unless he wants to be punished. The sheer volume of Draken's hips slamming against Kisaki's sounds downright painful

Hanma fucks Mikey so fast that the little thing goes nonverbal. His fat ass jiggles with every sharp thrust, but his eyes are unfocused and his lips are parted while his hole gets completely ruined by Hanma; Hanma who is also busy littering the leader's neck with hickeys

Reader has poor Takemichi wailing from overstimulation. He's been jerking the sub's little dick for at least twenty minutes straight, plowing his tight ass that whole time as well. Whispering filthy praise into Takemichi's ear while tears stain his skin and fall onto his hands

All the while the three subs are made to make out with each other, breathlessly kissing and moaning as they're railed. There's not a single moment of silence in the room. You can either hear skin slapping skin, wet kissing noises, moaning, grunting, crying, wet sounds from your cocks slipping in and out of your subs' holes, or a filthy combination of those things

By the end of your little party, everyone is exhausted but satisfied. Aftercare consists of cleaning yourselves and each other up (because the three subs might as well count as passed out now), followed by so much cuddling, kissing, and praise all around

Idk just a thought

Reblogs are extremely appreciated <3

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fuyuswifey · 6 months

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|Bestfriend|

Pairing: Takemichi Hanagaki x Female! Reader

Cw: Smut with plot, oral (male and female receiving), masturbation, fingering, face sitting, unprotected sex, virgin! Takemichi, experienced! Reader, sub! Takemichi, roommates, friends to FWB, minor spoilers for ch. 277 and forward, 3.7k words

💫In which you and Takemichi are "just bestfriends"💫

To say you and Takemichi were inseparable was an understatement. You guys have always been there for each other. Back in middle school when you both got into your first relationship and constantly went to each other for advice. Whenever he and Toman got into fights and he needed someone to patch him up. Or when you needed a shoulder to cry on during your guys' high school years because some idiot cheated on you. Whatever the reason is, you guys were always there for one another. Even now at 26, you guys were still the same. Always together. What made it even better is you guys are roommates.

It may have seemed like more than you guys just being friends to others. You always tried to convince your friends it was nothing serious and that's just how your guys' friendship was, but did they ever listen? Of course not. Sure he always stopped by the shop and excused it as “he happened to be in the area”. Yes, he waited outside the shop for you at the end of every one of your shifts, dinner in hand as you guys walked back home together. It’s for your safety he always claimed. Sure he called you pet names like babe, baby, sweetie, honey, and honestly so many more. To you guys though, it was just how your friendship worked.

“I don’t know why you keep trying to deny it,” Seishu said as he helped you close up the shop. He was the number one firm believer that you and Takemichi were more than just friends. “It’s clear as daylight. What’s the point in fighting it?”.

You rolled your eyes at him as you finished mopping the floor, freeing the tiles of all the gunk it collected throughout the day. You and Seishu had the same debate every day. You would think it had grown old, but how could it be when you and Takemichi continuously gave him more reasons to think something else was going on? “We’re just friends. That’s all. Must we go through this every day?”.

You didn’t have to look at him to know he was giving you a smirk, not believing a word coming from your lips. Before he could even make a witty comment you interrupted him. “Believe whatever you want Seishu, but I know where I and Takemichi stand”.

When you stepped out of the shop and entered the dark, cold night you immediately noticed something was off. Takemichi wasn’t there. Now it’s not like you need him to walk with you. After all, you only live four minutes away from your work. However, it felt odd not seeing your best friend when you were fresh off your shift. You figured he was probably busy at home or out running late-night errands.

When you stepped inside your apartment, it was awfully quiet. Way too quiet. Whenever you came home, you were greeted with Takemichi’s TV blasting loudly from his room (which you guys have gotten many noise complaints about). Hearing nothing made you question if you stepped into the wrong apartment for a moment. You slowly walked through the living room and towards the back where both of your guys' rooms reside. You would have been convinced you were home alone if it weren’t for the sound of faint shuffling coming from your best friend's room. A smile immediately grew on your face, and you were about to open the door and greet him, but the sound of more shuffling and what sounded like a moan stopped you.

You should have just turned around. It was clear as day what was going on in there, and you should have respected his privacy. You didn’t though. You couldn’t stop yourself from pressing your ears against the wooden door separating you guys, wanting to hear more of what was happening on the other side.

The sounds of his soft moans were slipping through the door and straight to your core. You couldn’t help the way you were getting aroused. Your legs crossed together, the wetness from your arousal growing by the second. You really should walk away and leave him be. After all, friends don’t do this. Friends don’t listen to each other masturbate. They for sure don’t get horny either because of it. There was something about the way he sounded though. His high-pitched moans were on the verge of being whimpers. He sounded breathless and tired. Almost like he’s been at it for hours. He sounded beautiful. You thought there was nothing else that could sound more heavenly. That was until you heard it. The slip of a name.

Your name.

You were supposed to be quiet so he didn’t know you were spying, but the gasp you let out blew your cover. You were just so surprised by the fact that he was in there calling out for you. Chanting your name like a hymn. You could hear the sound of his bed moving, followed by footsteps on the ground, heading towards the door. You should turn around and retreat to your room. It would be awkward if he caught you outside his room. You couldn’t seem to move though. You were like a deer in headlights. He was getting closer though. Closer. Closer. The voice in your head was screaming for you to run away as fast as your legs could carry you, but you felt like your feet were glued to the ground. There was no escaping this. You watched as the door handle turned, the door swinging open to reveal your best friend.

His eyes widened, his shocked expression mirroring yours. “W-What are you doing outside my door?”.

He looked disheveled. His hair which was usually neatly styled was anything but neat. His skin had a thin layer of sweat along his exposed upper body, and his sweatpants hung low, exposing his v-line and happy trail. All clear evidence of his previous activities. He looked majestic in your eyes. Something about it made you want to hop on him now. That would be ridiculous though. He’s your best friend. You couldn’t help but feel some kind of way though. He looked too good like this.

You couldn’t deny the way he was making you feel. “Takemichi… what were you doing in there?”. You already knew what he was up to, so your asking was pointless. He didn’t answer you though. He was too nervous. That was clear by his flustered cheeks and the way he was avoiding eye contact with you.

“Takemichi” You called to catch his attention, which worked. When his blue eyes met yours, it felt like something lit up within you. You wanted him. You wanted him bad. “If you needed help, you could have just asked. We’re friends after all”. You honestly didn’t know what you were saying. It was like your mouth was moving faster than your brain could process.

Now it was his turn to look like a deer in headlights. He seemed surprised by your suggestion. “Do you mean it? Would that be weird?”. The last thing he wanted was for your guys' friendship to be ruined because of this. Of course, you didn’t want that either, but that wasn’t what you were worried about right now. Nowhere near it. You had to reassure him everything would be fine and no matter what, your guys' friendship would always be solid.

That’s exactly how you ended up where you are now. Accompanying him in his room. You had decided to play some background music to kill the silence in the room. Takemichi was sitting on the edge of his bed next to you, looking straight at the wall instead of at you. This probably would have felt more awkward if it wasn’t with someone you were so comfortable with. The black-haired boy turned to you, finally deciding to speak up. “I need to tell you something before we start though. I-I’m a virgin..”.

You couldn’t help but chuckle at him. “I figured that much”. It was a little obvious that he was still a virgin. No scratch that. It was extremely obvious. After all, you guys tell each other everything, so you know he would come running to tell you about his first time. You also knew he would have asked you for advice about being sexually active with a girl. Those two things had never happened, so it was clear he never did anything. “I can teach you some things if you’d like”.

You swear you had never seen your best friend so excited. He had a small little smile on his face and he was nodding his head slightly. “I think that sounds good”. That was all the confirmation you needed.

You turned your body so you were facing him. You wanted to start slow and easy to not overwhelm him. You leaned in slowly, wanting a kiss, and he got the memo, meeting you halfway. When the two of your lips connected, you swore you melted away. His lips were soft and tasted like cherry, thanks to the chapstick he stole from you weeks ago. It felt like the kiss lasted forever, and you weren’t complaining. Honestly, if it could stay like this forever, you would. However, you couldn’t, and you slowly started to pull away.

“So, how was-”

Before you could even finish asking your question his lips were back on yours. This time it was more aggressive, teeth clashing as his hands made their way to your waist. To say he was growing eager was an understatement. You didn’t mind how messy the kiss was growing though. His tongue was instantly in your mouth, exploring the area as he let out a muffled moan. You allowed your hands to cup his cheeks for a second before moving them downward, brushing against his chest and stomach, to which he shuddered in response. You didn’t stop lowering your hands until they reached the waistband of his sweats. You could already feel his semi-hard length through the cotton. You palmed him slowly through his bottoms, earning a soft groan from him.

He pulled away from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting you both. “Don’t tease me..” He said in a breathless tone as he leaned back on his hands. You chuckled at him once more. You found how eager and impatient he was quite amusing seeing as though you guys were only just getting started. You wanted to take care of him, so you decided not to tease him too much. Slipping from the bed, you situated yourself on your knees in between his thighs.

“Have you never done anything with a girl?” You asked him. It was a dumb question honestly. You already know the answer. You just wanted to hear him say it. He didn’t respond verbally though. Instead, he nodded his head, a flustered expression returning. That wasn’t good enough for you though. “Takemichi, use your words,” you said in almost a degrading tone.

The blush on his face deepened before he finally spoke. “N-No.. I’ve never done anything with a girl”. Feeling satisfied with his response, you hooked your fingers underneath his bottom. He immediately got the idea, raising his hips so you could pull his sweats down. You watched as his hard dick slapped against his stomach, precum leaking from the tip. Your eyes widened. You hadn’t expected his size. He was long and thick, with a vein traveling down his shaft. It made you question how you would manage to make it fit. Of course, you’re experienced. You’ve been with a few guys, but never have they ever been this size.

You wrapped your hand around his shaft, hearing him release a soft groan in response. You used your thumb to smear the precum that was leaking from his tip before starting to stroke him. He was so sensitive, already releasing nothing but moans that served to egg you on more. You wanted to hear more of his pretty noises, leaning forward and licking a stripe up his dick before taking the tip into your mouth, sucking at it lightly.

“Oh fuck-” He moaned out as he brought one of his hands up and placed it onto the back of your head. His fingers curled in your hair. “Please”. Oh. He was begging. It was honestly music to your ears. You lowered your head farther down, only stopping when you could feel his tip touching the back of your throat. It almost felt evasive. The way he was stretching your mouth wide. You could feel the tears forming in your eyes. You looked at him, not realizing he was already looking down at you. When your eyes locked you could feel it. The desire growing in him, and it was growing in you too.

Takemichi could almost cum from just this. The way you looked with him shoved down your throat was ravishing. He used his hand that was already in your hair to lift your head before pushing it back down. He continued this motion, using your mouth as he pleased. You allowed him to. You couldn’t deny that it felt nice for some reason. It felt nice knowing you were the reason he was getting off. Takemichi shifted his hips upwards, forcing his dick farther down your throat, earning a gagging sound from you. He continued to force his hips up, fucking your mouth as he let out nothing but moans and groans. “You have such a good mouth,” he said as he tightened his grip on your hair. You couldn’t say anything in return, your mouth being too stuffed, opting in just humming softly. You could feel his hips start to stutter as his movement only grew faster. Before he could even give you a warning you felt him finally cum, the string of white substances filling your mouth. He watched as you swallowed it so easily, finding the act arousing for some reason.

You stood up from your spot, watching as he laid back on the bed, panting slightly. “Don’t tell me you’re tired already” you said with a chuckle. “We’re only just getting started, baby”. The pet name made his dick jump. He looked over at you, shaking his head. “Of course, I’m not done yet. If anything, it’s your turn to cum now. I have an idea. Something I’ve always wanted to try”.

You raised an eyebrow at him, a little curious as to what it was. “What is it exactly?”

“I want you to sit on my face”.

You paused for a second. You had never done face-sitting and were a little nervous to try it now. However, you trust Takemichi enough to do it with him. The soft sound of your “okay” made his eyes light up. He was happy you were willing to try it with him. You slowly unbuttoned your pants, pulling them down along with your damped underwear. From the corner of your eyes, you could see Takemichi staring. He looked hungry, starved, and ready to just pounce on you like you were his prey. You slowly crawled over him until your exposed pussy was aligned with his face, straddling his head. Slowly you lowered yourself until you were just barely hovering over yourself.

Takemichi licked his lips before he hooked his arms under your thighs, pulling you to sit down on his face. You were startled at first, a little worried that you would suffocate him, but Takemichi didn’t care about that. He lifted his head to lick a stripe across your wet pussy, to which you immediately let out a soft moan. He then attached his lips to your clit, alternating between sucking and licking at it. Maybe it was just the position, or maybe it’s the fact that Takemichi is just surprisingly good with his mouth, but you felt like you were on cloud nine.

“Y-You sure you've never done this before..?” You asked as you threw your head back, your hands reaching to hold onto the headboard. Slowly you grinded your hips against his face, letting out wanton moans. Takemichi was eating you like a starved man. Like you were his only meal. He was releasing soft moans as his tongue moved at the same rhythm as your hips. His hands gripped your thighs tightly, before he slipped one hand in between your legs, tracing one finger along your entrance before pushing it in. Your walls immediately clenched around his digit and you let out a gasp. He fucked his finger into you before slipping in another, and another. His fingers perfectly hit your sweet spot, and his tongue lapping at your pussy had your thighs starting to shake. You had no idea how he was already so good at this, but man did you feel blessed. The knot that was forming in your stomach had finally snapped. “O-Oh fuck Michi!” you screamed out as you felt your orgasm rush through you, your juices spilling done your thighs and all over the boy's face.

It took you a second to recover from your orgasm, but once you did you moved down till both of your guys' hips were aligned. You took ahold of his cock that was once again hardened, the tip red and leaking with precum again. “Are you ready?” You asked to which you earned a quick “yes”. Takemichi was tired of waiting. He was ready to have what he had desired this whole time. As you align his tip with your entrance you slowly sink, letting out a hiss from the stretch. The way he filled you up was unbelievable. He was huge. It was almost like he was splitting you in half. You bit at your bottom lip as you didn’t move, trying your best to adjust to his size.

You felt his hands grab onto your hips, rubbing small, soothing circles on the skin as he tried to help your body relax around him. “A-Are you okay?” He asked you in a soft voice. He always was a caring boy, and of course, he was especially caring and attentive towards your feelings in this moment.

“I’m fine,” You say as you slowly raise your hips before sinking back down, pulling a moan from the both of you. Takemichi’s eyes screwed shut, the feeling of your tight walls squeezing around him feeling almost overwhelming. He had never experienced something so good. No toy or his hand could ever compare to this feeling. “Fuck… you’re so tight”. You continued to bounce on him, moving a bit faster when you adjusted to his size to the best of your ability. The way his dick perfectly hit that one spot without any effort was sending you into a frenzy. You could feel the tears forming in your eyes from the pain and pleasure mix you were feeling.

“How do you feel now Michi?” You asked in between your moans as you looked down at him, a grin forming on your face. “Do you feel like a man?”. You didn’t get a response from him though. You wouldn’t even be surprised if he didn’t even hear you. Not when he had his head thrown back and his bottom lip was tucked between his teeth, his whimpers still managing to slip out. He honestly sounded pathetic, and you loved it. He sounded pathetic just for you.

You bounced a little harder, the sounds of your wetness partnered with your guy's skin clapping filling the room. “I-I can’t believe this was waiting for me..should have taken what was mine sooner” Takemichi muttered, looking at you with full-blown eyes. His eyes were glossy and his lips were swollen, assuming from how hard he was biting them. He would have looked innocent if it wasn’t for your dirty deeds. If he had to describe the way he was feeling, he would say he felt like he was in euphoria. There was nothing that felt better to him than your walls squeezing him.

You were growing close, and so was he. You took ahold of one of his hands that was holding onto your hip, lacing your guys' fingers together. It was honestly a small gesture, but it meant a lot to both of you at that moment. “M-Michi!” you whined out, “I’m so close”. He took his other hand off of your hip, bringing his thumb to massage circles into your clit, only pushing you further over the edge. You let out a staggered “fuck!” as you felt your orgasm hitting you for the second time in the night. Your walls spasming around him was close to sending Takemichi over the edge. He lifted you off of his lap, earning a whine from you at the emptiness when his dick slipped out. He was quick to wrap a hand around himself though, giving his dick a few strokes before he was releasing onto your inner thighs with a harsh groan.

You fell onto the bed next to him, feeling weak in your knees from the position you were just previously in. The two of you guys lay next to each other, panting slightly as you both tried to catch your breath. You slowly looked over at Takkemichi who was just staring at the ceiling. “How do you feel Takemichi?”. The boy looked over at you, and only then did you realize something that made you happy. He was smiling. “I guess you enjoyed it then”.

“More than you know,” he says with a chuckle. “Thank you. There would have been no one better for my first time”. He leaned over to connect your guys' lips once more in what was a sweet and gentle kiss. When he pulled away his cheeks were flushed red and he leaned his forehead against yours. “I hope this doesn’t change our friendship drastically. I don’t want you to feel differently about me”.

“It won’t” You reassured. “Don’t worry”.

You were right. Things didn’t change. Even after three months, you guys were still best friends, just best friends who engaged in certain activities at times. Of course, you heard an “I told you so” from Seishu, but that didn’t matter. What matter is you were Takemichi’s best friend, and he was yours.

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kazutora-kurokawa · 27 days

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I’ve been waiting for your request to be open ! Omg yay 🥺🤍 hope you’re doing well !

Anyways, I’ve been dying for a FWB with the TR guys. ( your choice ) But they get mad when say someone else pays you attention or you hang with someone they don’t like let’s say it’s Hanma 😌😉

TokRev x Reader: Jealous FWB

♡ SFW->NSFW, fem reader, jealousy, rough sex, degradation, praise, oral->fem and male receiving ♡

Characters: Takemichi, Taiju, Baji

note: I'm doing good thanks for asking, I hope you're doing good too 🫶 I can't believe I haven't written something like this yet, like where has this idea been all my life lmao

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Takemichi

🍀 Probably starts crying when he sees you hanging out with another guy

🍀 Confronts you later on like you're in an actual relationship

"Y/n, how could you do this to me? I thought we were solid."

🍀 You're just looking at him confused as hell like huh?

🍀 You have to explain to him that you two aren't in a relationship and that he can't control who you see (and that the guy was just a friend)

🍀 He cries harder because he feels embarrassed that he thought you two were together

🍀 You make it up to him by giving him head, he feels a little less jealous when you're choking on his dick (fat dick Michi supremacy 🛐)

Taiju

🦈 Super possessive over you, all attention is bad attention if it isn't from him

🦈 Gets jealous over the simplest things, literally all you did was say hello to Koko and Inui

🦈 This man was throwing a bitch fit ong

🦈 He popped up at your house later to punish you and was extra rough with you

🦈 The sounds of his dick wrecking your pussy were absolutely filthy

🦈 He was degrading you the entire time too

"Look at you, you nasty little slut. Taking my dick like a good girl~"

Baji

🔥 He's relatively chill when it comes to you hanging out with other guys, just not when it comes to his friends

🔥 You showed up to a Toman meeting (to see him) and he was giving you the side eye the whole time

🔥 He did not like the way you were laughing and joking with them

🔥 He was salty asf on the ride home too

🔥 As soon as you hit the door he got you pinned on the couch and he's in between your legs

🔥 Eats the soul out of you and praises you the whole time

"So pretty, my little cutiepie, all fucking mine ♡"

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xeniray · 2 years

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SCREAM & CRY !

synopsis - tr boys who not scared of being vocal during sex.

warnings - twitter links. visuals. sub / dom!f!readers . sub/dom!tr boys , creampie , cervix kissin’ . marking (??) .mention of porno . use / mention of toys . edgin . ( m ) oral . mention to of bondage ( ?? ) .sweet ol’ lovin’ . degradation & praise ( ? ) . use of ‘ pretty, baby , love & bitch ’

☰ KAZUTORA [ one ] [ two ] [ three ]

talking about a fucking baby. he’s whining for his goddamn life. constantly repeating short things to himself. not like he’s scared or anything he just can’t get his words out, and it embarrasses him.

“ f-feel good..” kazutora muttered as he threw his arm across his face. a rose tint covered his cheeks as he looked to the side trying to hide.

he’s so cute. can't even get his words out properly. he’s embarrassed, ready to crawl in a hole and die at this point.

“ baby i f-feel go-“ being cut off as he bucks his hips up. strings of the sticky substance filling your hole. looking down at him he’s covering his face. can’t believe this. not only he could barely say anything, he came so fast and inside you.

you’re not mad, not one bit. it cute when he’s like this.

☰ HAKKAI [ one ] [ two ] [ three ]

acts all big and bold. telling you that he’ll have you crying and begging for his thick dick all fucking night. he’s a terrible liar by the way…

“cant…take it…anymore….” he’s biting on his lips as he’s pumping his dick in your hole. good, you feel so fucking good. so fucking good. he’s in such a high. head thrown back trying to calm himself down.

but god damn. the way you moan? moaning and crying his fucking name each time he thrust inside you. “ hakkai! oh my- fuck..” god you sound so good. music to his damn ears.

mans so drunk on the feeling of you. the way you look each time you feel his tip kiss your cervix. the way you pull him into a kiss to keep your moans down. the way you’re holding onto him, like it’s for bear fucking life. nails digging in his skin.

“ so pretty… my baby ‘s so pretty”

☰ TAKEMICHI [ one ] [ two ] [ three ]

you make him feel like it’s his virgin days again. where he’s taking his fleshlight to make him feel good. sitting in front of the screen watching some random porno. you make him feel like he’s creating his own dream porno.

“ just like that!” ‘michi mewls as he grips onto the chair arm. you look up at him, fluttering your lashes. taking his dick in your mouth. tongue wrappin' around his flushed tip.

“ w-why stop? ‘mon baby!” his high dies down as he looks down. you get up from your knees walking over to the desk.

“ wanna feel good?” you smile at him as you pull out the cockring along with a vibrator. you watch as he shook his head yes. it's like he just saw the best thing in his life.

right as he was getting up from the seat you pushed him back down. he gave a confused look at your small action. that was till he saw the white rope right beside you.

“ wanna hear you say my name, gonna make you feel so good tonight baby “

☰ DRAKEN [ one ] [ two ] [ three ]

always groaning and whispering sweet nothings in your ear. he’s not the subby type of vocal- don’t get me wrong. he can be, be he’s more of the dom type of vocal.

“ can't stop looking at ya’, so god damn beautiful” draken muttered against your skin as he placed a soft kiss on your shoulder blade. one hand groping your tits as he pumped two fingers in and out of ya.

times like this he loves. your back against his chest, skin touching each other. draken literally goes crazy for moments like this. where you can just lay there while he’s making you feel good.

“ come on love, cum for me” he whispered. feeling your clamp down on his fingers you gripped anything that was close to your side, mouth agape as you moan off your oragasm.

“ wanna go again? i just love the way you look when i treat you.”

☰HANMA [ one ] [ two ] [ three ]

same as draken. always moanin' and groanin’ in your ears like it’s nothing. splurging curses in your ear. he makes sure that you know how good you make him feel.

“ fuckin’ bitch, just like that” he hisses as his palm comes in contact with your skin. he wraps his hand around your throat as he gets close to you. kissing your lips he continues to thrust inside you, pace never stopping.

“ stop looking pretty” he slurs as he pulls away from the kiss. “won't be able to stop at it you look at me like that” it doesn’t even fucking matter. hell, keep going till you literally can't take him anymore. hole filled with his hot seed and all.

panting a bit he pulled out of you. looking down at your pussy he watched as the cum leaked, getting on the sheets. he looked back at you who did a sheepish smile. your high starter to die down as you felt hanma move down. you thought he was getting off the bed, till he grabbed your legs pulling you close to him.

“ i just cant stop, you look to pretty. i just gotta break ya “

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hittos · 1 year

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𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓!

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.6k word 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: disclosed accordingly (lmk if I missed anything) 𝐟𝐭. Kazutora, Takeomi, Takemichi, Kakucho

𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: spying, voyeurism

The first thing Kazutora bought with his first paycheck was a teddy bear for you

It was kind of forward considering you’d only been on a few dates, but the gesture was appreciated nonetheless

Unbeknownst to you, however, the plushie obscured a small camera and microphone hidden in its beady left eye.

Soon enough, It became Kazutora’s favorite feed; after a long day of work, he’d come home and watch you in your room.

He knows it’s wrong and that you’d be absolutely mortified if you were to find out about this; might single handedly give you trust issues, but he doesn’t care.

How could he care about that when he can see you strutting around in your underwear, trying to find your pajamas or even completely naked whenever you’re about to take a shower.

You’re more effective than porn with the way you have him stroking his cock like a madman, eagerly chasing his release.

You could be doing the most mundane or the most erotic of things and it won’t deter him from picturing your face as he sinks his cock inside you.

His favorite thing though, is when he catches you slipping your hand past the waistband of your cute panties.

Whenever he catches you touching yourself, he likes to pull out his cock and stroke it rhythmically with you like some sick intimacy ritual you’re unaware is happening.

He always wondered if you’re thinking about him whenever your fingers rubbed your clit.

When he heard you breathily moan what he thought was ‘tora’, he almost went out and bought an engagement ring for you.

Sometimes when he’s feeling mean, he’ll watch you please yourself, studying the way your body responds to it and just when you are about to cum, he’d call you up and interrupt your focus.

He gets a kick out of you trying to regulate your breath and pretend as if you aren’t rubbing your thighs together as you greet him over the phone with a hidden whine of frustration.

His smirk gets knocked straight off when you ask him in a sultry voice to come over.

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: groping, sexual harassment, abuse of power, him being disgusting overall

Takeomi seemed normal for the better part of your first month working for Bonten; only speaking to you when he needed something to be printed or filed. He was always looking at you with a bored expression etched firmly on his face

and that’s why you never would’ve guessed that he was catching glances of your exposed cleavage and soft thighs, and going straight to his office to jerk himself off, quietly moaning your name as his hand frantically manhandle his cock, trying to relieve himself before someone starts looking for him.

As you got more comfortable around the executives, he did as well, much to your dismay.

It started out simple, he’d brush his hand against the curve of your ass, his expression doesn’t change, making you think it was an accident.

He’d reach for something in front of you and purposefully have his hand brush up against your breast. Again, he doesn’t acknowledge it and neither do you, much to his frustration.

Pretty soon, he abandons subtlety entirely.

He makes sure your workload stays full so you stay behind when everyone else has left.

you were beginning to get too comfortable and he took the liberty to remind you that you still work among bad men.

He’d ask you for a cup of coffee then he’d ‘accidentally’ spill it all over your white button up, rendering the material sheer and putting your cute little bra on full display.

He grabs the nearest towel and begins dabbing up the liquid spilled on the material, pretending as if he wasn’t doing it to touch your soft boobs.

He’d order ask you to take off your top entirely, feigning concern; something about your skin and burn marks.

When he senses your hesitation he simply points to your exposed bra and says, “you’re practically naked already, darling”

You do as you're told. Now, you stood topless in the middle of the break room, letting your boss dry your tits for you, trying to pretend as if you don’t see the prominent bulge in his pants, too shy to say anything.

From then on, he was an absolute nightmare to deal with; ‘accidentally’ dropping papers and ordering you to pick it up. You try to ignore the way your face is leveled with his hardened cock, pretending you don’t feel his eyes on your ass.

Whenever you’d stand up for yourself, your confidence was assuaged, “who would believe you?” he’d scoff, your threat of reporting him to Mikey leaving him unfazed, “and even if anyone did, I’m Bonten’s advisor, you think they’d fire me?”

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: panty theft

Takemichi likes to think he’s a gentleman and he (mostly) is

In days like today, he really has to grapple with his perverted desires to maintain his morals

You had very sweetly offered to cook for him, but then you left him alone in your apartment to buy an ingredient you forgot. He found your trust in him somewhat endearing.

The evening was going great until he showed himself to the bathroom and saw the remnants of clothes you changed out of, laying on the floor. At the top of the pile, sat your discarded, dirty panties.

A blush flashed across his face before his blood rush down to his quickly awakening cock

He contemplated just holding it in. The right thing to do was to go back and pretend like nothing happened, but you’re perceptive and he’s a bad liar.

So, he did the next best thing, gave into his desire.

His left hand picked up the lewd piece of clothing off the floor as his right one fished his cock out of his pants, giving it a few pumps to fully erect it.

Normally, he’d afford to be more sensual with himself, but not today, not when you can walk in any minute now and see his shameful transgressor.

He was quick to bring the worn fabric up to his nose where he can smell the culmination of your essence.

His mind was in a fugue, all he could do was picture your figure kneeling before him, your gentle hand stroking him in his stead.

Takemichi rips the piece of fabric from his face almost painfully and wraps the damp crotch area around his impossibly hard dick.

His greedy mind shifts to imagining lewder things; your mouth wrapped around his thick cock as you gag trying to take him whole and you in all sorts of compromising positions, screaming as you cream around his dick.

With a pathetic whimper, Takemichi shot his load into your panties, tainting them with his viscous, white seed.

In a panic, he quickly shoved the material into his pants pocket as soon as he heard the door being unlocked, your saccharine voice reverberating throughout the apartment, “I'm back!”

He quickly dressed himself, praying that you don’t notice how flushed and sweaty he’s gotten since you’ve been gone and he hopes to God that you don’t notice your panties missing from the bathroom.

He had originally planned to return your panties as they were (he is a gentleman after all) but now that he came on them, that simply isn’t possible.

In a way, he’s glad it worked out that way.

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: spying/stalking, voyeurism

Kakucho knows what he’s doing is wrong, but he can’t help it; you never close your curtain, it’s like you’re begging to be watched.

In fact, he’s convinced you like it and his conviction is enough to silence his consciousness temporarily until he’s rubbed one out.

He sees you occasionally on his way to work, but at this point he is certain he’s seen you naked more times than he’s seen you clothed

He’s enamored by you, whenever he sees you come out of the shower in a towel that barely covers your properly, he drops everything to watch you get dressed.

He’s not a stalker, he’s just really good at recognizing patterns, that’s how he worked around his schedule, so he’d always have time to touch himself to you whether that is you getting dressed, undressed, getting fucked, touching yourself, or just laying in bed half naked, he’s watching and he’s stroking his cock to you.

The worst though is when you touch yourself after some guy just fucked you, he hates to see your perfect body all laid out for some lucky bastard to fuck only to be disappointed

He does, however, enjoy watching your fingers deftly rubbing at your clit, trying to make yourself cum.

His hand slowly strokes his twitching cock as he watches your legs shake erratically and involuntarily close around own hand, your face contorted in pleasure as you finally cum.

All he can think about is how much better he can fuck you and fulfill you, you’d never have another ruined orgasm again and you wouldn’t have to display yourself for other men to see.

His favorite days are the ones where you hump your pillow.

He loves how gently you motion your hips, your face looks so cute responding to the pleasure; eyes half mast and mouth slightly agape.

His hand picked up pace around his cock as he watches you fuck yourself on your pillow, sweat beads beginning to form at his hairline and his muscles are tensioned as his own hazy eyes watched you.

He imagines how you’d look riding him like this.

Your moans would be whiny as he fills your cunt to the brim with his length, his cockhead brushing up against your cervix in nice and deep strokes, leaving you breathily begging for more.

His muscles spasmed violently and rope after rope of cum rushed out onto his hand and abdomen, leaving behind a mess for him to clean.

Kakucho made a mental note in his head; next time he sees you, he’s going to ask you out on a date.

He’ll show you what being with a real man really feels like.

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benkeibear · 1 year

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☰ 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 - 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏

⧫ Characters: Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, Takemichi, Chifuyu, Baji

꒰ ͜͡➸ Toman 2 | ꒰ ͜͡➸ Bonten | ꒰ ͜͡➸ Black Dragons

⧫ Reader: female

⧫ Summary: what making out with them is like

⧫ WARNINGS: Suggestive, making out

⧫ A/n: don’t want to miss a post? Sign up for my Taglist in my Navi! (This is a repost from my old url)

☰ Mikey:

ꕤ Mikey likes to lay on top of you, resting between your thighs as his elbows rest on each side of your head

ꕤ He craves the intimacy of this position, allowing him to be close to you

ꕤ you two usually cuddle like this and it's no surprise when Mikey suddenly starts kissing your collarbone and neck, wanting more attention

ꕤ When his lips finally land on yours you feel the desperation in his kisses which quickly turn deeper, letting his tongue slip past your lips

ꕤ it usually stays at a heated make out session, sometimes it turns into a bit more

☰ Draken:

ꕤ Draken likes it when you straddle him while He leans against the headboard of the bed

ꕤ his hands rest comfortably on your hips, tongue dancing with yours and fighting for dominance

ꕤ please play with his hair, He could melt when you do that

ꕤ He lets out small hums here and there, guiding your hips against him

ꕤ making out with Draken never stays at just kissing

☰ Mitsuya:

ꕤ Another one who likes to have you on top, make him feel held and loved

ꕤ it usually starts as cuddles as well but you can't help but to kiss his shoulder, soon getting to the sweet spot on his neck

ꕤ He wouldn't consider himself very dominant but if you tease him enough He crashes his lips on you, using your surprised gasp to slip his tongue past your lips

ꕤ He's very cautious when making out, every noises outside of his room making him stop because He doesn't want anyone to walk in

ꕤ so if you want more than a few kisses, make sure to lock the door first

☰ Takemichi:

ꕤ Takemichi is always shy and nervous to do anything with you

ꕤ If you want to make out you always have to initiate it and it makes him blush hard every time

ꕤ likes to lay next to you while his arms are wrapped around you, legs tangled up

ꕤ He can’t hold back any smiles or small moans when you deepen the kiss, swears He’s in heaven each time

ꕤ it also doesn’t last too long before He pulls away, head bright red

ꕤ the only thing making out usually leads to is him apologizing himself and disappearing Into the bathroom

ꕤ He will come back after a few minutes with a small smile and cuddle up to you

☰ Chifuyu:

ꕤ Another shy bean but He has so many ideas on how to initiate something from all his manga

ꕤ wants to try them all so it's sometimes very random but usually it starts while you lean against him, his arm around you while you watch a movie

ꕤ the movie quickly turns into background noise as the gentle kisses turn more heated

ꕤ Chifuyu prefers it if you take the lead, letting your tongue slip into his mouth

ꕤ He always ends up with his hands under your shirt but swears it's an accident each time

ꕤ always leaves small pecks on your lips and neck towards the end

ꕤ it never really turns into more unless you guide his hand between your legs

☰ Baji:

ꕤ Baji is smug, wanting to have you on top so He has all access to your butt, hands resting on it and giving it gentle squeezes

ꕤpretty much lifts you onto his lap if He feels like it, kissing your neck to get you into the mood for it

ꕤ definitely leaves small bites on your neck and also playfully nips on your lower lip when He kisses you

ꕤ his kisses are rather playful, barely using his tongue

ꕤ another one who wants your hands in his hair, play with it, tug on it, just please do something

ꕤ if it gets too heated He lifts you up and gets on top, never breaking the kiss

Networks: @tokyometronetwork

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Dangerous Deeds ⨳ Hanagaki Takemitchi

Takemitchi shares with you that he's never had sex without a condom, so you decide to show him. But if your brother finds out, you're both dead.

notes: my first fic on this blog and I'm actually super nervous, hope you like it! Toman was formed at 18+

warnings: female reader, kinda infidelity, creampie, no dynamic but reader has the lead of things, heavy implications of a possessive relationship with big brother (implied incest)

By expanding, you are consenting to viewing adult content and all warnings listed above. 18+ Minors DNI

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A knock on the front door interrupts your minor breakdown over which shirt you were going to pick to meet your date come to a half-thankful, half-annoyed halt.

You take one last look at the skirt you'd chosen, short and flowy, before grabbing randomly from the options spread over your bed and pulling it over your head as you pad down the hallway.

You know it's not him, because you told him explicitly that you'd meet him out.

A peek out the peephole gives you a clear view of fake blond and shining blue eyes, and you sigh as you undo the lock and pull the door open.

"Takemichi-kun?"

"Is Draken here? I gotta talk to him," the first division captain asks, giving you a smile and shy once over.

"He's out with Mikey I think."

"Is it cool if I wait for him? It's important."

Your smile turns pained. If he mentioned to your brother that you left while he was here, Ken might ask him where you went and that's the last thing you need. But if you turned him away, you'd get in trouble for being rude to one of the captains.

"Yeah, come in." Trying to hide your grimace, you back up to let him in and make your way down the hall. You send a text letting your date know that you might be a little late.

A message pings your phone as you pad into the kitchen and you pause to read it, a small genuine smile forming on your face.

You tap out a response, unaware of the shadow at your shoulder.

"Does Draken know about your boyfriend?" Takemichi asks curiously, reading over your shoulder.

You whirl on him, grabbing his face and shoving it away. He yelps as he stumbles back. "No! And you better not tell him, you hear me? Nii nii says it's not allowed."

"Nii nii?" Takemichi looks bewildered to hear the term, his cheeks pinking up the longer he looks at you. "I've never heard you call him that before."

You feel your face heat up at your mistake. "Don't, it's just a habit. I've called him that since I was little. He doesn't want me saying it around the others so I don't."

"It's really cute," he admits shyly.

"Shut up! That's exactly why he told me not to. Forget you heard it." You glare at him, doing your best to keep the petulance out of your tone. "Just wait in the living room. I don't know when but he'll come back at some point."

"Alright then."

You sigh as he ducks his head and shuffles back the way you told him. He's been here before so he knows where to go. You're trying not to feel bad for snapping at him. It's his fault anyways, he shouldn't have been so nosy.

Takemichi looks up in surprise when you flop down on the couch next to him, shoving a can of soda into his hand.

"What're you—"

"I'll sit with you 'til N— 'til Ken comes home. Don't make a big deal of it," you mumble, tucking your legs beneath you as you lean on the arm of the couch.

"Okay." He grins at you, and you sniff, turning away from him and hiding yourself in your phone again. Stupid brat.

You hear the tab hiss open and hide a smile, sending another text before turning on the TV to make things less awkward.

But one show turns into two, and you feel yourself getting antsy. Every now and then you hear him get a series of texts, feeling him glance at you repeatedly. It's hard not to wonder why he doesn't just call your brother.

You're conscious of his eyes on you as you get off the couch and disappear down the hallway.

The phone rings slowly as you stand by, leg bouncing impatiently, waiting for your brother to pick up. There's the telltale click as he picks up the phone but you don't give him the chance to talk.

"Nii nii, when are you coming home?"

"Huh?" He sounds distracted, and you can hear the sounds of shouts and chatter in the background.

"When are you coming home? There's—"

"It might be a bit. We're still finishing up."

"You don't know when?" There's no point in hiding the disappointment in your tone. Your brother will think it's because you miss him, and of course you do, but it also means that you'll have to sneak out tonight if you want to meet your boyfriend to avoid pesky questions of what you're up to. That's a task that's way harder than it sounds. As hard as it is to sneak out, you're an even worse liar, at least when it comes to Draken.

"'M sorry, it's one of those things where we won't know we're done 'til we're done, so I don't know tonight. Could be soon, could be late, 'K sis?" he sighs.

"Okay… at least let me know when you figure it out. Takemichi—"

"Oi, Draken! That your little sister? Let me say hi."

There's a chorus of laughter, muffling the sound of your brother growling and an aborted shout before you hear your brother give you a gruff goodbye and the line goes silent.

You stomp back into the living room, the blond's eyes tracking your movement.

"Ken's gonna be awhile," you inform him grumpily. "You might have better luck going out and looking for him."

"I'll wait just a little longer."

"Suit yourself."

Trying to cover your not so subtle sulking, you turn your attention back to the TV. It's not that you don't like Takemichi—it's just that with him here, you can't go anywhere. You've spent enough time with the first division captain to see why everyone likes him, even if you don't know him super well. Your brother talks highly of him at least, but teases him just as much. And it's always a good thing when your brother teases someone, it means he cares.

Another hour passes and you wonder how much longer his 'little longer' is going to be. You're starting to get bored.

"So, um…"

You turn hopefully to see blue eyes flash away from you just as quickly.

"So you've—Uh, I mean—" he stutters before trailing off, the tips of his ears turning red.

"What?" You stare at him expectantly, bemused. What's his deal?

"Nevermind, I shouldn't be asking," he mutters sheepishly, scratching at his neck.

Well now you feel curiosity digging its claws into you. You spin on the couch to face him, eyes narrowed. "Spit it out, Takemitchy-kun."

His eyes widen, caught off guard by your demand. "I just, in the kitchen, your texts," he stammers softly.

"So?" Your head tilts curiously, trying to remember what was on your screen at the time.

"I just saw that you guys don't use condoms," Takemichi spits out in a rush, looking painfully embarrassed.

"Huh? Yeah we do." You deny resolutely, cheeks burning as you hope he hadn't seen enough of the texts to know what you'd been planning.

"B-but—" Takemichi protests loudly, "you told him not to bring them 'cause it's a safe day' didn't you?"

Damn it. You didn't want him to know that, in case he ever did break and run his mouth to your brother. You know it's stupid, but on your safe days you like to skip the condoms. It feels good; you like the messy warmth, being able to feel the heat of your boyfriend's dick. He’s the only one you can talk into skipping them.

"That's only sometimes, okay? We usually use them," you mutter, self-conscious. "I'm not stupid."

"O-oh, that's not what I meant. Sorry."

Takemichi looks a little dejected so you sigh, and he glances up, perking up a little when he sees you're not mad. "I was just curious. What it's like I mean."

"What do you mean, what it's like?" You parrot back at him scooching closer to him as he laughs nervously. "Are you a virgin, Takemitchy?"

"No!" He says it so swiftly that your eyes narrow but his eyes widen earnestly, blushing at the turn of the conversation. "Really, I'm not. When me and Hina were still together, we did it."

"Oh, okay." You nod, remembering hearing some of your brother's friends talk about her. You remember hearing about the breakup too, but you don't remember the details. Ken said not to pry about it.

"So what did you mean then?"

Takemichi clears his throat uncomfortably. "I've never not used a… you know."

"Ohhh." Understanding finally dawns your features. "You've never gone raw."

He sputters at your bluntness before taking a breath.

"Hina always wanted to use condoms, before," he mumbles, looking away embarrassed. After a beat his head snaps back towards you, his words tumbling. "Not like I mind though, if it's what she wanted! I'm just curious, that's all. Always wondered what it feels like."

Takemichi freezes as you crawl closer to him on the couch, your eyes suddenly filled with interest.

"Do you want to find out?"

You're being impulsive like always; your boyfriend is a fling at best, a fun thrill for you. He's the only one who lets you feel like you're the one in control. If Draken ever found out about him, that'd be the end of that, so you didn't really get attached. You never promised him exclusivity either, not like you could with your brother and all. But it's your body and the way things are looking, you're not going to make it out tonight so why not play around?

"You wanna have sex with me?" He blinks at you, dumbfounded. There's a sparkle of something unreadable in his gaze. Something like guilt, or maybe relief.

"No," you snort, grabbing his hand and placing it on your thigh. He looks frightened and eager all at once as you inch his fingers under the hem of your skirt. "But you can use my pussy if you really want to know that bad. It won't be like sex, I'm just letting you see what it's like."

Takemichi swallows. He knows this is dangerous, but your thigh is so warm and soft under his palm, and as you shuffle closer, your sweet scent creates a crack in his self-control. He can already feel his dick getting hard.

"What do you say?" You whisper.

Your hand ghosts over the bulge of his pants, forcing a groan past his lips and sending him tumbling into his own temptation. He's nodding before he can even think about it.

"Yeah, okay." He leans forward, his breath on your lips.

You giggle and put your hand over his mouth, pushing him back. "I didn't say you could kiss me, though."

"R-right…"

He watches, licking his lips as you lay back on the couch and pull your skirt up, exposing the simple blue cotton panties beneath. You had planned to change into something cuter before you left, but oh well. Takemichi doesn't look like he seems to mind—he's watching raptly as you rub at your clit over the fabric.

Takemichi looks like he doesn't know what to do with himself, still staring as the damp patch on your panties grows bigger and bigger. His dick is throbbing in the confines of his pants, palming over it to soothe the ache.

Finally you give a little sigh that makes his pulse skip, and reach to slide your panties down your legs, before spreading them. "Whenever you're ready, Takemitchy-kun."

He stands quickly and undoes his jeans, pushing them down and pulling his dick free from his boxers, situating himself carefully between your thighs. He grips it at the base before pumping his fist over it a few times, squeezing the precome from the tip almost reflexively and coating it over the shaft. It's pretty, smooth save for the single thick vein on the underside; you're pleased to see it's average in length and girth, you didn't really want to stretch yourself or have him do it either.

Takemichi shivers as he rubs his through your folds, the sticky warmth making him feel like he might be in over his head. He looks at you again, blue eyes shining with a mixture of longing and conflict. "Are you sure this is okay?"

"Mhm. You can stop if you want, I'm not gonna make you."

"N-no, I wanna feel it," he mumbles, a deep flush appearing down his neck. He ruts against your pussy again before taking a deep breath before pressing the blunt tip at the entrance of your dripping pussy and starting to push in.

"Oh."

He moans at the tight, wet heat that envelops his length, feeling like the warmth is going straight from his dick to his gut. A shiver works up his spine as he pushes deeper, sinking in slowly until his hips meet the soft back of your thighs.

You watch him, feeling a tingling rush of pleasure at the dumbfounded look on his face. He feels nice but it's nowhere close to overwhelm you, just a comfortable pressure in your slick walls. His eyes have fallen closed, his lips parted, his eyebrows pinched together—it's so cute, but you stomp down the urge to giggle, knowing that wouldn't be good for him right now

"Feel nice?"

"Uh huh," he breathes, his eyes blinking open to stare down at you. It's like he's seeing you in a whole new light. He rocks into you experimentally, moaning softly. "It feels amazing. You're so wet 'n warm. Can—" His mouth closes and he stills within you. You almost feel like you can feel him pulsing in you.

"What?"

"Can I… is it okay if I keep going?" Takemichi whispers, looking strained.

You reach for your phone, unlocking it. "You can do what you want, Takemitchy-kun. You're using me, remember? I don't mind."

"Thank you."

He says it so quietly you almost don't hear it, but you have to bite back a moan when he starts to thrust into you, slowly at first, before he finds an even pace that soon has him moaning every other breath. His hands are clenched into fists on either side of your hips, pressing hard into the couch cushions, his glassy eyes locked on where you're connected.

You can't deny that he sounds pretty, and he's not half bad at this. He feels good, not mind melting or anything, but you told him to use you and he is. He's focusing on his own pleasure, but as you scroll through your texts, you start to wonder what it'd be like if you'd said otherwise. He said he'd only ever been with Hina, but how often? You glance at the time, noting that he's at least lasted several minutes.

A small sigh escapes your lips as his dick throbs inside you, hiding a smile behind your phone at the whimper tugging at his throat.

The fact that he liked this, getting off on you ignoring him and letting him use your pussy for his own pleasure—you can't help the way it's getting you hot. You feel powerful. The way he's feeling right now is only possible because you're letting him.

The added danger of not knowing when your older brother is coming home is making things even better. Who knows how mad he'd get if he found out you were letting his subordinate defile you like this.

You wonder who'd be in more trouble. A shiver runs up your spine, your breath shortening with the thrill.

"F-fuck you keep getting tighter—" Takemichi's voice breaks as you peek up at him.

"I can make it even tighter if you want, I've been trying to relax so you wouldn't finish early."

Takemichi chokes as you give an experimental clench, his hips stuttering to a halt as he feels the tight squeeze of your walls. You've been making a conscious effort not to clamp down on his dick, not wanting him to think you're paying him much mind.

"No it's okay," he breathes, his voice half an octave higher. He repositions his legs, spreading yours a little wider as he begins sliding in and out of your pussy again. "It's okay, this is good. Feels so good I—I don't wan'ta come yet."

"Doesn't it feel better like this though?" You smile at him sweetly as you do it again and his grip tightens on your thighs, surprising you.

"Yes." He practically hisses the word through gritted teeth, blue eyes desperate as you rhythmically clench around him each time he pulls out, your pussy sopping now. He doesn't slow down this time, his thrusts getting quicker, wet sounds getting louder as your juices coat his groin. "Fuck, but if you don't, hah, don't s-stop that, I'm gonna, ahn, fuck g'na come—"

Takemitchi shakes his head when you keep it up, and you watch with a thrill as the resignation of pleasure crosses his face, unable to stop the squeak that escapes your lips as he pulls your hips into his thrusts now. You're resisting the urge to reach down and play with your clit as pleasure starts sparking under your own skin, and he's chanting curses under his breath as his eyes flutter closed, fucking you hard and fast before he stiffens, the light muscle tone of his stomach tensing and rippling as he comes undone.

You almost regret that you don’t get to cum—almost.

As he coats your walls with several thick ropes of white, Takemichi's stuttering groans overpower the sharp sound of the front door unlocking.

But the unmistakable sound of your brother's voice coming down the hall, and more than one pair of footsteps, has you both frozen in terror.

"Sis? I'm home."

Part 2?

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