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" HOT MODEL SEX. " | BONTEN VERSION

starring! : mikey, sanzu, ran, rindō, kakucho, koko, takeomi

warnings! : 18+, actual corruption, reader smokes, petnames (good girl), drunk sex, anal sex, oral, really long

a/n! : This is an alternative to the first model!reader fic, this time with bonten (there's also gonna be a part two of this one)

The guys did a lot of things

Drugs, murder, theft, gambling, more drugs and

Going to fashion shows.

It's mostly just to wind down and be social..plus the men are fashionable, it's just a thing that comes with being born in Tokyo. It became a ritual, whenever one of their favorite designers did a show and there was nothing important to do that other people couldn't do, they would check it out.

They'd sit in the front while photographers huddled the very front of the stage.

The haitanis and koko enjoyed these shows the most, especially the Versace, dior and dolce shows. Before every show started, they'd look through the small brochure they'd give out, showing the clothes and, of course, the models.

There was this one beautiful, gorgeous, sexy, elegant, fierce model that caught their eye everytime. They've seen her already many, many times, and that model was you.

Your legs, your walk, your hips, and your face. Your very presence made these cold men feel something again, admiration.

Sanzu was high as fuck at all the shows, having just done a few lines in the bathroom but no matter how dazed he was, he'd always took notice of you..being high made you somehow even more ethereal. You looked like an angel, like a holy vision.

"Oh..she's here again," Ran mentioned, reading the brochure, staring at the picture and tilting the thin pages to show his brother, rin immediately smiled before taking a drag of his cigarette.

The anticipation of you arriving on the runway was like foreplay, but when you appeared in skimpy clothes, showing off that sexy body of yours, walking with purpose and confidence made these men horny. Even mikey, he just liked that menacing aura around you, especially when you wore that heavy smokey cat eye that made your eyes look like daggers, ready to kill.

The men would notice the looks you'd give them, and only them. Sometimes, even sly and sexy smirks when you wouldn't be dead focused on the way in front of you. You recognized the men, of course you did. It's hard not to notice them. They were admittedly flashy and attractive men. You had no idea what horrible and dangerous men they actually were, though..

One fateful after party with your co worker's and fellow models, drinking champagne in a tight black mini dress, you spotted the men from the show at a table, smoking and drinking. Eyes set on you.

With your mind a little buzzed and feeling extra sexy, you thought you might excuse yourself and go outside for a smoke, but not before walking past their table and smiling at the two lilac haired men.

You were standing outside on your Louboutins, feeling the cold night air hit your hot skin. You heard the door open and sure enough..

It was the two men.

they were walking right up to you. as you put your cig between your glossy lips, they both held up lighters next to you. You eyed them up and felt a shiver up your spine. You smirked and leaned forward to let one of them light your cigarette.

"The show was fabulous tonight.." the taller one said before holding out his hand. "Ran." He introduced. "Rindou," the other followed.

A smirk crept up on your lips again before blowing smoke out of your lungs and you continued to tell the men your own name

"We know." Rindou said, with his hand and cigarette covering his mouth.

Not long after the little meeting, you went back inside and met the other men since the brothers invited you to the table.

As you all talked, you felt how the white hot stares of the men made you sweat and feel their lust radiating. You felt high, exchanging lustful looks with each of the men..

Koko was particularly interesting to you, the way he carried himself and his slightly feminine demeanor made you attracted to him.

Kakucho had that boyish and shy charm to him, takeomi was a hot older man and sanzu seemed like he'd be a crazy fuck.

You'd die to get tag teamed by the brothers.

Mikey had that mysterious and melancholic aura to him.

They were all sexy and you'd let yourself get whored out by them. You'd definitely meet these men again..

Luckily, the brothers gave you their numbers, saying, "Come by our Penthouse sometime, yeah?" Making you smile as you saw they already gave you the address. "We'll see.." you said teasingly before getting up and walking back to your friends.

One of your friends and Japanese model, sachiko, came up to you with a concerned look on her face. "Did you just talk with those men?" She asked, flipping her long black and shiny hair back.

"Yeah, why?" You asked with a raised eyebrow

She softly grabbed you by the shoulder, turning you around so the men were out of sight. "You don't know who they are?" She whispered, you shook your head and let out a quick laugh, "No, but I'm trying to" you responded, jokingly.

"You should stay away from them, I'm telling you..they're dangerous."

You just laughed again, thinking she was joking, or trying to get you away from some kind of players. but she didn't seem to smile or change her worried look. She was serious.

"I'll be careful." You smiled. Trying to calm her.

Sachiko let go of your shoulder. She didn't look like your words calmed her, but she knew you're an adult woman and could take care of yourself..

She couldn't do more than warn you and hope you listen to her words.

A week afterwards, all the shows were done and you found the little note from the hot guys.

You were just done showering and took your phone out, it was 20:30.

You don't have anything to do right now, and you don't wanna sleep yet, so..

Maybe you'll be a little bitch and just show up without a warning..but no, for the first actual meeting you should call beforehand.

You picked up your phone and typed the number in. For the first time in years, you felt nervous to call someone..you felt like you were 14 again and you're about to call your high-school crush. It felt nice to feel like that again, but your hands were slightly shaking when you heard the phone ringing, waiting for someone to pick it up. Your heart raced and your body tensed up

"..yeah?" rindou picked up, and he sounded out of breath and his voice echoed

"Rindou, right?" You confirmed, and he went quiet for a second before he sensually chuckled

"Y'know, in Japan, if you don't know someone that well, you use their last name.." he smugly corrected you

You grinned. "Right, I'm sorry, Mr.Haitani." he went quiet again before-

"Good girl,"

Your body tensed up, and your blood ran hot. "How come you're calling so late?"

"You mentioned that you and your brother owned a club, I just wanted to know which one it was"

Not long after that call you dried your hair, did your makeup and picked out a sexy I.am.gia black mini dress with some miumiu heels. you grabbed your dior saddle bag and put on your jewlery as you adored yourself in the mirror, striked poses and kissed the mirror before you grabbed your keys and happily went out.

you hailed a cab and told the taxi driver to drive you to roppongi at the haitani club, the man then side eyed you and asked what a woman like you wanted at a club like that, you just laughed and didnt answer.

truly you didnt wanna know why every person was so on the fence about these people, you just wanted to have fun and maybe get some dick.

once the man dropped you off, you thanked him and handed him the money, as you stepped out he said "hey, be careful." before he drove off again.

as you set your eyes on the club, the building was gigantic, booming with music and bright flurescent purple lights. there was a line of people in front of the entrance. You did not have the nerve to wait THAT long to get into a club you didn't even know was worth the hassle.

but thankfully, a man with a lilac mullet and a cig in his mouth stepped out of the vip entrance. It was rindou. your eyes met, and his immediately widened as he choked on his cigarette smoke. He waved you over to him, and you skipped to him on your pretty heels, clacking against the smooth concrete.

he hugged you as a greeting and you smiled

"You.." he chuckled, slightly embarrassed biting his bottom lip."You look amazing." he complimented, eying you up and down as if he was ready to just pull you into the club and eat you up

..or out.

he looked at the bouncer and grabbed your hand. "She's with us," he mentioned, to which he nodded. "Yes, sir"

rin motioned his head for you to head inside with a playful smirk while he kept holding your hand.

the music inside was even louder than you expected, the second you looked around you saw multiple hot people dancing, drinking and making out.

rin led you to a glass staircase with a tall man standing in front of it, but he stepped aside as soon as rindou walked up to him. you looked at rin. Obviously, he's one of the owners. Of course, he's gonna be let through. the two of you reached the top of the staircase and saw couches with glass tables in front of them

people were also drinking, and women were dancing, but some people were also doing cocaine. rindou just put his hand on your shoulder as you approached the table where his brother was sitting. he stood up when he saw you to hug you. "heyy, god, you look gorgeous.." he said with both his hands on your hips. "Come sit with us." You did as he asked and sat down on the white couch, crossing your legs.

rindou sat down next to you just like his brother, so now you were sandwiched between two hot men in business suits that wore beautiful smelling perfume. "whatdya wanna drink?" the younger brother asked, showing you the drink menu.

you ordered some rosé and the two just ordered the same. once the three of you were a little tipsy, you got handsy, and both of the brothers had their hands on either your lower back or thighs, close to being under your mini dress.

you also kissed them multiple times with tongue, rindou took the bottle and held it to your mouth, letting you drink, watching some of the alcohol spill from your mouth down between the valley of your tits. you giggled and kissed him afterwards. He softly groaned into the kiss as you suddenly felt rans lips against your neck, sucking harshly, trying to get your attention again. you looked back at him with a smile, he was pouting "dont forget about mee" he complained playfully before grabbing your hot and flushed face to press his wet lips against your own, immediately sliding his tongue into your mouth, seeking your own. rindou rolled his eyes. " You've been hoarding her all for yourself the whole time." ran, broke the kiss, and looked at you, "then let's just ask her who she wants to go home with"

you bit your bottom lip and swiped some of your hair from your face. "dont be mad if i ask this.." You began, and the brothers just stared at you in expectation as their ringed hands grabbed at your soft thighs, feeling burning cold against your hot skin. "Can i go with both of you?" their eyes widened, they didnt expect you to ask that, but they weren't mad, far from it, actually.

"i mean, we've never actually shared a girl before, but.." ran began and kissed behind your ear. "we'll be happy to have you being our first..right, rin?" he asked his brother, to which his hand turned your head to look at him. "i don't mind that.." he said softly against your glossy lips before kissing you.

the three of you stumbled out of the club and the flashing lights of cameras suddenly blinded you, you rolled your eyes as they yelled your name, you had no idea how the fuck the stalkerrazzi even found you. "You're so populaaar," ran drunkenly hummed, just continuing to drag you along. you just rolled your eyes again, shielding your eyes from the lights. There's nothing you hated more than these fuckers..

suddenly, in your drunken mind you had an idea that you were probably gonna regret in the morning.

so you just suddenly grabbed rin by his tie to aggressively make out with him as your other hand grabbed at rans crotch, you love to shock the paparazzi, you know they wont leave you alone, so you can at least make them uncomfortable while you tongue fuck this hot and apperantly controversial guy and grabbing the cock of an also controversial man

you broke the kiss and looked back at the cameras, holding your middle finger up with a big smile, putting on your dior shades, rin just stuck out his tongue as his brother did the same,

ran dragged you back to their black Bentley, you then pulled both of the men into the back of the car, the flashing lights following you to the car and you just sat yourself down into ran's lap as you kept kissing rindou, swinging one of your legs across his lap. the driver hesitantly asked. "..wh-where to, sir?" rin tore himself away from your enchanting lips "home."

you bareley remember the drive home, all you remember was having rins cock on your mouth and rans slim but long fingers in your wet cunt. And you remember when you two were in their bedroom you were completely naked except for your heels, getting pounded in the ass and having another hard cock in your throat, ran was in the front and rindou was in the back, you whimpered and whined as you felt their long and hot cocks filling you to the brim, you faintly heard their heavy breathing and little compliments that made you drool on rans cock even more.

"You're so good- so fucking good," ran huffed before letting out a gutteral moan, moving his hips into your face, looking down at you with his hand softly settled in your beautiful hair.

"Her fucking ass is so tight-" rindou groaned lowly before giving you a firm smack on the ass, while his other hand held your hips in a tight grip. "You've never done anal before, did you?" He asked, out of breath.

Ran pulled his dick out of your glossy mouth for you to answer, but your hand kept stroking him "no.." you paused to moan but it feels fucking good.." you mewled, biting your bottom lip, smearing your lip liner even more.

Rindou grinned down at you and huffed out a small chuckle "I can tell, baby" he said "can feel how wet your pussy is" he said before continuing to pound into you

Ran smiled down at you and took your hand "your pussy needs some attention too, huh?" He smacked his lips as if he was pitying you "my selfish brother completely ignored your pretty clit.." Ran helped you up and rindou immediately took your arms into his rough hands, his cold metal rings burning your scorching hot skin.

The older brother got in front of you to lift your leg and put it around his waist, aligning his cock with your pussy.

You thought you'd finally get to cum soon but then he slid the tip of his cock through your wet cunt and circle your clit with it "your gasps when it hits your clit are so cute" he teased.

You bit your lip even harder, not even caring if you're gonna bruise it or draw blood. You just wanted his cock, you never wanted anything more.

"Please ran--" "ah-ah" rindou interrupted you. "Remember what I told you about formality?" You let out a frustrated moan, throwing your head back feeling rindous fat cock breaking you in, almost feeling him in your guts. "Please, Mr.Haitani..fuck me stupid, sir"

That was all you remember when you woke up in-between the two gorgeous men, their arms over you under the soft blanket. As comfortable as you were, you had a splitting headache and aching legs. you planned on getting up but you saw your phone light up on the bedside table behind rindou, you reached over him carefully to not wake him.

Once you read the messages you almost jumped up and screamed in anger and embarrassment.

Last night events with the paparazzi went viral and everyone was texting you about it, your friends were just cheering for you but the news sites were shocked about the "alleged mob members hanging out with supermodel"

Alleged mob members??

You looked at the sleeping men next to you and froze up, it felt like time stopped. You sat there for ten minutes before continuing to read the articles your friends sent you, you looked so fucked up in those pictures, still hot but...fucked up.

Surprisingly, you didn't care that much about them being part of a criminal organization, you were just shocked that no one told you up front.

You carefully got up, put on your bra and panties before getting out of the room to get yourself a glass of water to sober up a bit, then raid their bathroom cabinet for some painkillers.

Your arms, thighs and ass hurt like hell. You got to the kitchen and immediately filled a glass with water, you chugged it down and filled it up again.

As you drank your second glass you heard footsteps, probably woke one of them up as you climbed over them.

You suddenly choked on your water when three of the other guys you met walked around the corner, seeing you almost naked, messy hair and messed up makeup. It was koko, takeomi and kakucho.

They stopped in their tracks, trying and failing not to look you up and down

"Fuck- sorry I didn't know- I thought this was the brothers' place" you tried to explain, wiping the spilled water from your chin

Kakucho looked down at the floor while shaking his head "don't apologize, we're sorry we didn't know you were still here.."

"Still here?" You asked, placing the glass down on the white marble counter

Takeomi chuckled. "You guys weren't exactly quiet.." kakucho awkwardly coughed. He was so cute..you'd suck him off right here, even with your sore throat. "uh..do you want some painkillers?" Kaku asked politely, still making eye contact with the floor.

You smiled "yes, thank you.." kakucho nodded and walked away, he expected you to wait there for him to come back but you followed him, you noticed his eyes quickly flicking yo you every now and then.

You leaned against the sink once you two reached the bathroom, your hips right next to his face, you looked down at him and he looked up at you after he tried to find some painkillers, he tried to look back down but you kept his head up by his chin, making him gulp heavily and keep his eyes fixed on you this time

He was immediately hard and he didn't know why, nothing happened..yet.

But It didn't take long, or many words

For him to have your cunt on his mouth and your gorgeous legs on his shoulders, he didn't seem like it, but the way he was moving his tongue now made up for the little words you exchanged, and before you knew it you were cumming in a shaking frenzy, moaning and biting your fingers to keep quiet. Your fingers in his pretty and smooth ebony hair, feeling his heavy breath on your mound while grinding back on his face.

Once you came back, you were wobbly on your legs, but held onto kakus strong arm for leverage. You leaned over to him "maybe next time we'll have more time to do more" you whispered before kissing his cheek.

You turned the corner and more men were there. The brothers, sanzu and mikey..

"There's the one that got away" Ran said taking a drag of his cigarette while rindou just looked you up and down while drinking some type of alcohol, in the morning.

His eyes told you that he was ready to go for another 4 rounds.

Sanzu stared at you intensely before speaking up "next time you guys hold a whole ass concert, I better be invited" rindou furrowed his eyebrows, looking like he was ready to vomit

"In your dreams, coke-head" Ran responded, reading the newspaper with crossed legs

You chuckled and sexily turned on your heels to walk back into the brothers' bedroom to get your clothes before heading back out, "let's party sometime again, huh?" You smiled, looking at the brothers, then sanzu..you don't know why but he seemed like fun to party with.

And lucky you, he stood up and walked after you, "let me drive you, it's pretty cold out and..you're not dressed for the weather" you chuckled and rolled your eyes "lead the way then.."

Surprisingly he didn't try to hit on you, the drive home..which disappointed you a bit. But when you saw your hotel you grabbed his shoulder and said "you can stop here" the pink haired man stopped his luxury car and got out before you to open your car door, what a gentleman.

"Ugh, you know what's crazy?" You asked him to which he grinned and tilted his head "what?"

"I'm already ready to party again.." you giggled to which he got a smug grin on his face "that's because those two snobs don't know shit about partying right."

You turned your head to him and smiled curiously "and you do?" He nodded and reached into his pocket, giving you a card with his number

"Call me when you're ready to party for real" you took the card with your index and middle finger, you grinned getting closer to him and give him a soft kiss on the cheek.

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killsaki · 1 year

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old gold ☆ shinichiro won’t give you a chance ‘cause he doesn’t want you to waste your youth.. but he and his friends have never shared the same values.

takeomi akashi x female!reader x wakasa imaushi

3.7k words. | read on ao3. | minors dni.

cw/tw : spit roast, fingering, unprotected sex/creampie, exhibitionism (heard not seen), pet names, praise, light degradation, slight burn play, age gaps, reader wears a skirt, corruption kink.

“you look so pretty in an apron.”

shinichiro glares playfully at you out of the corner of his eyes, a smile creeping up on his face before he shakes his head.

“you know how they’ll talk to me if i burn this.”

you put on a fake pout, swinging your feet from where you’re sitting on the countertop watching as he finishes preparing dinner for the swarm of young men that were piled in the living room.

“it’s not like you’ve never burned anything before.”

he sucks his teeth at that, a small smile still lingering on his lips. you know you didn’t have much time left alone with him, that mikey would come around the corner looking for you with that chilling expression like he always does when you’ve snuck off to flirt it up with his big brother.

“and they don’t let me live it down until i cook for them agai—“

“shinichiro, let’s get married.” you cut him off and he just laughs. it’s like a broken record the way he brushes you off, treating you as if you have some school kid crush on him. like you’re not someone of legal drinking age with a fully developed brain. “i’m not a little girl.”

“i know you’re not.” he sighs through his nose, eyes leaving the stove top to look over at you and your feet still against the wooden cabinet door. “but you have so much time left to do whatever it is you want.”

“what i want to do is you.”

“you need to have fun.” he raises his eyebrows, he speaks the words softly but you know the intent behind them is firm. “you’re a beautiful girl, you’ve got the world in your palm. don’t let a relationship while you’re young tie you down.”

you want to open your mouth to answer but before you get the chance, you’re interrupted by the sound of mitsuya swinging himself around the corner. “smiley’s in here talkin’ shit about you not finishing the tournament.”

“i’m coming.” you quickly reply, hoping he’ll go away, but he doesn’t. you hop off the counter to follow after him, chewing at the inside of your cheek in frustration.

“two years.” you hear shinichiro speak from behind you and you spin on your heels. “in two years, if you’ve had all the fun you can handle and still want to get married, i’ll be here.”

there’s a smile on your face before you realize it’s there. “you’ll wait for me?”

“i don’t have anything else to do.” he shrugs and you don’t comment on how he doesn’t come off nearly as cool as he probably thought. “just workin’ at the shop.”

you nod, ignoring the calls of your name from the other room. “and cooking meals for us,” you add on, taking another step towards the living room before calling from behind the wall. “like what you’re burning right now.”

“shit—” you wish you could’ve seen his eyes go wide, and you nearly go back to fawn, until another call of your name rings off the walls and your already thin patience dissolves.

“i’m fucking coming!”

/ / /

“is it even unlocked?” you huff, irritated by the summer night’s heat as you walk in front of your two closest friends towards the all too familiar bike shop.

“should be, he said he’s hanging out with his old friends.” mikey answers.

“you should not be saying that.” draken laughs, and you know it’s meant as a shot at you.

“i only have a thing for shin’, not all old men.” you tsk.

“didn’t you tell inupi that he didn’t meet your age requirement?” draken teases but mikey is far from amused.

“my brother is not old, you—“ the shorter one starts.

“oh, it’s open.” you cut him off as you swing the door and to avoid his annoyed expression you rush inside. “shin’!” you sing, practically skipping through the bike shop looking for the man in question.

“slow down!” draken chides from behind you, muttering something about you knocking something over.

“why do you get to be the first one to say hi? he’s my brother.” mikey adds on and all you can do is laugh as you enter the hallway to the office near the back where the light shines under the door.

“‘cause he likes my face better than yours,” you swing the door open, sticking your tongue out at mikey. “obviously.”

it takes you a full minute to process who it is in front of you when you finally look and once you do, your jaw all but drops. through all the time you’ve spent as mikey’s friend, all the years you’ve followed shinichiro around, you’ve only caught glances of the old higher ups from the first generation of the black dragons. and aren’t they a sight to see.

shinichiro pulls you from whatever thoughts were forming as you eyed the other older men with a greeting.

“mikey messed up something on his bike.” you blurt, biting your lip to keep anything else from leaving your mouth. you point with your thumb towards the boys who have come to stand behind you, only to have the one you named slap it down.

“she did it, not me.”

you scoff at his lie, elbowing him to earn a nudge that sends you stumbling forward.

“i’ll look at it.” shinichiro pushes himself from where he’d been leaning against the desk, looking over to his white haired friend. “benkei, come pull the garage open?”

you watch him cross the room with hearts in your eyes, leaning into the door so your shoulder is pressed flat against it. you catch sight of his silver chain glinting in the low light, his black shirt only making it more prominent. you start to back out of his way alongside mikey, but the blonde doesn’t allow you to pass the door frame.

“you’re not gonna talk about how hot my brother is the whole time,” he pushes you back in the room, turning away and telling you from down the hall to, ‘go sit down.’

“my friends don’t bite.” shin’ smiles a promise and it comforts you slightly, especially when you catch his scent as he passes by—but not enough to turn around and face them. not until the door closes in your face and you can feel the burn of stares on your back.

“we really don’t bite,” is spoken from the couch following the sound of a lighter flickering.

“okay,” is all you manage back, awkwardly. you avoid looking at them in favor of staring at the spot where shinichiro had been leaning as you approach it.

“you shin’s girl?” makes you giggle as you hop up on the cold wood, thankful for the contrast to the warmth of your skin. but you still bite your lips, looking up at them as you debate how to reply.

maybe the whole first generation of black dragons were attractive, you think. surely draken couldn’t have been right about you just having a thing for older men. your eyes drag from the long-haired man with the prettiest eyes you’ve ever seen to the more rugged one with a unique dye job of his own. you surely knew their names… somewhere in your mind.

“nah,” is what you settle on, shrugging. “not yet.”

the longer haired one says your name like something about your response made something click for him. “he said somethin’ about you before.”

you nod slowly, curiosity suddenly eating at you but like always, you’re interrupted before you can pry.

“been havin’ fun?” the one you’re starting to realise is akashi asks another question, and you only shake your head. maybe shinichiro told them about your deal. they were some of his oldest friends, it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch to believe. “you smoke?”

“oh no, not tobacco.” you shake your head, wrinkling your nose at the memory of how it’d tasted when you’d taken a hit from hanma shuji’s cigar months back.

“c’mon,” he calls you to the couch with a wave of his hand, watching intently as you hesitate, looking towards the closed door. shinichiro wouldn’t leave you with them if they would hurt you. slowly, you make your way to stand in front of him. he leans his head against his shoulder to blow the smoke away from your face when you stop, giving you a view of his defined jaw and that scar running down his cheek.

“one hit won’t hurt.” he looks back at you and holds the cigarette up for you to grab. with shaking fingers, you take it from his fingers. you can practically taste the smoke off of his scent alone. he reeks like a chainsmoker but somehow it’s not enough to make you repulsed.

“you’re such a pretty lil’ thing,” he mutters, leaning forward and reaching out with rough fingers to skim up the side of your thigh as you take a short drag. “it’d be a shame not to show you a good time while we got ya.” your face burns at the touch, and whatever expression you make from the unexpected words mixed with the sting of nicotine hitting your chest makes him chuckle. “that’s if you can handle it.”

you cough out the smoke, quickly moving the cigarette away from where it pollutes your air. “i can handle a lot,” you say coolly, grimacing at the aftertaste. “cigarette smoke just isn’t on that list.”

he chuckles and reaches to grab the cigarette from your hold. or so you thought, his hand instead wraps around your wrist, pulling you down gently to straddle his lap.

despite his gentle guiding, you manage to be clumsy enough that ashes are dropped on the top of your thigh— the burning cherry falling with it making you suck in a sharp breath, hand twisting into his shirt and eyes fluttering shut all the same. he hums and apologizes under his breath, adjusting you on his thighs as he reaches around you to the coffee table for his lighter— his chest pressing up against yours and free arm wrapping around the small of your back to secure you in the process.

“‘ll be more careful with ya, promise.” his stubble brushes against your neck as he leans back against the cushions, fingers fumbling against the plastic and the other trying to be delicate not to break the paper. you’re not sure where the confidence comes from, but you grab the lighter from his hold and flicker the flame for him, not once breaking eye contact as he places the butt back between his lips and leans in to catch the fire. your hand falls after the flame dies, watching him take a drag as your own breath gets caught in your throat when his free hand starts to dance up the side of your body.

once he finishes inhaling, he licks his lips and you feel something heat in the pit of your stomach at the sight—shinichiro wants you to experience being young and wild, surely he wouldn’t be mad if it was with his friends. smoke is blown across your face and before you have a moment to react, the hand at your side wraps around your jaw and holds it, but doesn’t pull you forward—you move on your own.

you press your lips into his and the taste of his tongue makes you whine before you adjust to it, your hands moving from where they’d fallen limp to wrap around his neck. the hold on your face disappears and then you feel the same rough palm gliding under your skirt, squeezing at the soft give of your ass. his mouth moves from your own, down to your neck where you shiver at the way he seems to find all your most sensitive spots with ease, sucking and licking at them. you’re so lost in the feeling that you don’t even notice when he moves his hand again, not until his thumb is pressing at your clit through your panties making you let out a soft whisper of a curse and you’re bucking your hips into his touch.

so caught up in how akashi consumes your senses, it takes far too long to recognize the other man’s hand— the man you’d completely forgot was still lingering in the room—is tugging at the end of your skirt.

“c’mere.” imaushi speaks low, his gaze dragging from your chest back up to your eyes before trying again to beckon you over with a nod of his head and even as akashi pulls from where he’d likely been putting marks into your skin, you hesitate. “it’ll be fun.” he finally convinces you and with akashi’s help, you’re crawling off his lap only to realize with a flushed face that you’re now stuck between them on your hands and knees.

the long-haired man’s hands are much softer in comparison to those trailing along the backside of your thighs. imaushi wraps his hand under your jaw the same way akashi had done, and you realize that he also waits for you to close the gap between the two of you on your own. low eyes glancing between yours and your likely swollen lips until you reach to connect with his.

his lips are softer than akashi’s, you note, his tongue sweeter. he moans lightly as you suck on the muscle, his grasp loosening in favor of wrapping around the back of your neck to pull you in closer. behind you, akashi thumbs over your slit, pressing the wet fabric deeper into your folds with each pass. you’re sure you make a noise when he starts to circle at your clit, one that imaushi mimics tauntingly before he pulls your shirt up, using the hand not pinning you to him to slide under your bra and tweak at your nipples.

one of akashi’s hands work your underwear to the side, a low “shit, baby” falls from his mouth and he mimics his same movements, teasing your clit and entrance until you’re making an even bigger mess for him, the sound of him gliding through your slit obvious in the otherwise quiet room. the need to have them do something— anything else becomes overbearing.

“stop teasing,” nearly comes out as a whisper when you pull from the kiss. but you know they both hear you because imaushi looks past you to where his friend is sitting and they both laugh shortly at your expense.

“not teasin’, pretty.” the man infront of you turns his hold so his thumb is under the side of your jaw, the rest of his fingers wrapper around your throat. “we don’t rush things like the little boys you run ‘round with.”

and as to prove his point, akashi pushes a single finger into you, taking his time to press it against your softest wall that he didn’t have to guess to find. if not for it being held up, you’re sure your jaw would drop as the high whine vibrates through your throat. another is added and you’ve lost a sense of where you are, your eyes roll back and you’re pushing your hips to try and force his pace but the hand that you know is holding his still lit cigarette grabs the fat of your ass, holding you in place for him to fuck his fingers into you how he sees fit.

you can hear the sound of imaushi undoing his pants below you but you don’t register why until he brings his mouth to your ear. “spit on it for me, princess.”

obediently, you do, moving with shaking arms to pucker your lips and drop spit onto the head of his cock. when akashi adds the third finger, your arms completely give out and imaushi’s hold isn’t as strong as you’d thought because you fall right onto his lap. you can’t complain, not with the pleasure coiling in your stomach, added with the sight of him pumping his length with your spit coating him.

“how you feelin’, lil’ baby?” the words float from the other end of the couch.

“s’good, ‘kashi, fuck.” he curls his fingers and pushes them deeper than before on your last word making you squeal.

“takeomi,” he huffs and you feel the weight by your feet shift. you’re sure you’d be able to pick up the sound of him unzipping his own pants but imaushi’s hand distracts you with a guiding push towards his now fully hard cock.

you’re granted the sight of his lean abdomen when he slides his own shirt up away from where his dick rests against it. “‘nd call me waka, yeah?”

you mumble out an, “‘kay, waka,” but it’s swallowed by the gasp you make when akashi presses the thick head of himself against your entrance. “‘omi, ‘omi fuck—“ he’s easily bigger than anyone you’ve taken, in girth at least.

“s’wet.” he sucks in a breath as he pushes in slowly, holding your skirt out of his way as he pulls back after every inch he sinks in to ease himself into you. “this for us old men, little thing?”

you moan a sweet ‘mhm’ though your face burns in embarrassment. you force yourself onto your forearms and wrap your lips around imaushi’s cock, the taste of salt diminishing the thought. later you’d think about how pretty his dick was, from the pink of the tip to the veins running along the shaft— veins that you now tongue at while you take more into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and moaning around him when akashi pushes even more of his thick cock into you and you’re starting to wish you would’ve taken the extra prep he’d been trying to do.

“what a mouth.” is grunted from above you and you wouldn’t believe the deepness in his tone if you weren’t hearing it for yourself. akashi chuckles shortly from where he’s kneeled when he feels you clench around him at what one can hardly call praise.

it’s when he finally bottoms out that his ashes fall on your skin once again, this time on your ass and you choke around the tip hitting your throat when the cherry burns you yet again, making you jump from where your hips were pressed to his.

“dirty girl.” akashi shakes his head knowingly at the way you tighten around him again. “‘nd i was so worried ‘bout hurtin’ you.”

“she like that?” imaushi asks with the most amusement you’ve heard from him tonight, which is still closer to none. but you don’t hear if he gets an answer because akashi winds his hips back and starts fucking into you— the pace isn’t brutal, but is far faster than the one he’d used while fingering you.

you try to bob your head but it’s no use when you’re forced down onto imaushi with each push of the clothed thighs behind you until you can’t breathe anymore and you have to pop off of him. your head falls back on his thigh and your nails come to dig into the fabric of his dark jeans.

“you’re good,” imaushi coo’s, grabbing your hand from his lap and using it to jerk himself off as your eyes flutter. “just be good ‘nd feel good for us.”

it’s all too much, the ecstasy they give you that you’ve never even brought yourself to, how they’re fucking you out farther than you’ve ever been, all while still treating you like glass. it makes your head spin, tears welling in your eyes as the knot in your stomach winds so tight it’s starting to fray.

“‘m close, s’close—fuck, fuck—“ you try to reach beneath you with your free hand, but akashi bats it away.

“c’mon baby, don’t insult me like that.” one of his rough hands reaches around your hip, pinching and rolling your clit between his fingers and sends you tumbling over the edge.

all you see is white as the hot static flows through your limbs, the curses escaping both the older men lost over the sound of your own broken moans. their names mix together, whined softly like a prayer repeated again and again as akashi fucks you through your high, groaning as his grip tightens into your plush skin at the way your pussy pulses around him.

“feel so damn good,” his own voice sounds worn and you let out a whimper. “‘gonna take it for me?”

you only have a clue at what he could mean but you nod and babble out ‘yes’ and ’please’ before you truly give it any thought. his speed picks up, but somehow still as gentle as he shove his cock so deep its painful and paints your walls white. it sends your eyes rolling back again just from the sensation.

“shiiiit— put your tongue out f’me, princess.”

it’s a heart racing sight to see how imaushi stares at you with parted lips, chest heaving as he throbs in your palm. you loll your tongue out just as he asked and he nearly instantly shoots his load on it with a silent moan, one that only becomes audible when you lick at his slit before swallowing what coats your tongue.

you’re floating as you’re straightened up by sturdy hands, a different set of hands massage soothingly at your thigh when you’re back upright.

“keep tryin’ with shin’.” akashi scoots to closer, letting you fall and lean into his side, one heavy arm resting along the back of the couch as the other put his nearly gone cigarette back between his lips. “he’s bound to give in.”

“”nd if not, just put it on him.” imuashi squeezes the fat of your thigh as he adds on. “he won’t be able to say no.”

all you can do is smile dumbly and nod. you’re so close to drifting off after such an orgasm and the way they speak so lowly from either side of you nearly lulls you to sleep. the only other thing you can remember before you fall into unconsciousness is the music playing from inside the shop— you wonder how long it’s be on, and why it’s so loud.

you miss shinichiro who finally comes back into the room after keeping everyone out of the hallway after he’d caught sound of your moans. miss the small rise of the corner of his mouth when he sees you all tuckered out and disheveled, the way you snuggle into akashi’s chest and push your leg into imaushi’s hand when he stops massaging at it for even a second.

“she have fun?” he asks his friends as he passes behind where you’re sat, palm falling to rub the top of your head.

“‘course she did,” imaushi answers.

“don’t get stingy when you finally put a ring on it.” akashi blows his smoke opposite of you. “even married women should have fun.”

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sirthisisa-wendys · 1 year

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so faux sympathy is like them pretending to be nice to you? In a sexual way it could be them saying "shh, shh, shh it'll be fine baby" while simultaneously edging you. its pretending to be nice (with words) but is actually vv mean (with actions)

GOTCHA

OG Black Dragons it is!

Solicitudes: Keizo Arashi/Takeomi Akashi/Wakasa Imaushi/ Shinichiro Sano x Fem!Reader

wc: 1.3k

tw: forced orgasms, tight fits, edging, crying, dacryphilia, just a bunch of smut, alright?

masterlist

Keizo Arashi - "Stuffed Full"

"Please, please, please..." Keizo's fingers swipe at your red cheeks, praying no wetness would find the soft skin as he presses into your pussy. "Please, big daddy, please, please."

"What're you begging for, baby?" he wonders, wrapping his arms around you and holding you against his chest. "Need me to stop?"

"Need to go slow..."

"Oh, you can take it," Keizo hums, kissing the top of your head as he moves inside of you. "You always do so well."

"Big daddy," you moan a little louder, your voice vibrating against his chest. "Big daddy, your dick is--"

"It's okay," he urges you, stroking your hair and finding a pleasurable rhythm to fuck into you from below. You're flattened against his chest, but your hips are bouncing against his. The sounds your pussy is making drive him wild, and your expression is one of being lost, one of being absolutely and utterly in space. "I've got you, babe."

"You..."

"Mmhmm," he whispers, moving his hands to grip your hips so he has more control. "Let me handle this. You just lay right here so I can fuck you back to sleep, yeah? Let big daddy do this for you."

You nod as if you're in a trance, and Keizo leans his head back onto the pillows, closes his eyes, and continues fucking you so he can join you in that same trance.

Takeomi Akashi - "Edged to The Brink"

"You can take one more, can't you?"

Your blindfold is soaked with tears. Takeomi holds your legs apart with his hands, and his cock dangles dangerously close to your entrance. It's already covered in your slick, drenched to hell with your juices, but not your cum. Not yet.

"'M sorry, Omi; I'm sorry!" Takeomi clicks his tongue and shakes his head, looking down at your face with a hazy sense of dominance. He runs a finger from your quivering lips to your chest, circles each nipple, then eases right back into you. You both hiss out a long breath, and Takeomi begins his work again, bringing you to the edge of your sanity.

Just like you'd done to him so many times before this with your crazy cheating scandals and absurd antics.

"I'm such a bad guy for making you cry, huh?" You fight the urge to nod your head; Takeomi can see it in the way your neck stiffens. "What's a girl to do when Big Bad Omi edges her like this?" Your mouth opens, but Takeomi shushes you, placing a single finger on your lips. "Not fair, is it?"

"Not fair," you echo, trying to catch your breath as he picks up his speed. Takeomi's not one for revenge. Usually. But tonight, you'd come back to him with your tail between your legs and a long list of things you would and wouldn't do anymore. So he had to test you.

It was only right.

"You'll earn your orgasms from now on," Takeomi bites out, his green eyes squinting at your pitiful form on his bed. "Understand?"

"Yes," you whimper. "I understand." Takeomi's scar itches, but he ignores it in favor of feeling your cunt squeeze around him.

"I'll edge you to hell and back if you think I'm kidding."

"I'll be good, I promise." Your breathy moans make Takeomi want to cum in you right then and there. But you'd have to earn that back, too.

You tense up, right on the edge of another orgasm... but Takeomi pulls out, and fists himself to completion all over your stomach. You cry out in dismay, but he just grunts and finishes, then leaves the bed.

"You want to be my girl? Then be my girl."

Wakasa Imaushi - "Overstimulated"

"I can't..."

"Of course, you can, baby..." Wakasa hovers over you, holding the Hitachi wand right against your clit. "You're doing so good for me. I just need one more orgasm so you're nice and wet."

"Can't," you cry out, tears threatening to push past your eyelids. It's not that you don't want to cum. Waka knows this. But he needs you soaking wet so he can pump you full of his cum tonight. He's a man on a mission - and your satisfaction is his goal.

"You poor thing," he sighs, turning up the speed on the wand. "You've done it before for me, baby girl. Do you need some more help?" You squirm underneath his guidance, your fingers clasping for something that he can give you, something to touch, but landing on nothing but air.

Your hands - tied above your head - wriggle and flail about as Wakasa smirks, his unbound hair flowing around his shoulders and tickling your skin.

"You're doing great, baby girl. Daddy just needs one more..."

Your choked cry makes Waka hard as fuck, but he simply palms himself through his trousers as you seek the final thread of release. You're struggling, but that doesn't mean Waka will leave you out to dry.

No, no.

His hand moves from his pants to your breast, and with deft fingers, Waka tweaks your nipple hard enough to make you cry out in shock but not in pain. You jerk once, and Waka knows you've found it. The mystical cord that connects you to your impending orgasm makes his own orgasm that much closer, and you work your hips against the vibrator as if to bring yourself closer to the edge.

"That's it," Waka murmurs, practically salivating at the sight of you working so hard to cum. "Look at you, doing your best."

When the orgasm is ripped from you for the fourth time, Wakasa tosses the vibrator aside and forces his pants off his hips eagerly. He needs to be inside of you now.

"Now, it's my turn," he huffs, fisting his cock right as he sinks into oblivion.

Shinichiro Sano - "Slow Down"

It feels like Shinichiro had waited all of his life for you. Marriage had always been the end goal. While that didn't mean you'd stay together forever, there was no way Shin would go back to his twenty rejections, not after being in heaven with you nearly every day.

Shin's hips stutter against yours, and he feels his release dangle in front of him like a carrot. He indeed enjoys cumming as much as he can, but the only thing that could encourage his own release is yours.

"Shin," you whine, reaching back to grab his wrist. Your fingers wrap around his bones with care, even though you're shaking and shivering and doing all of the right things. His eyes flutter open, and he looks at you, tears rolling down your pretty, puffy cheeks. "Shin, please..."

But he doesn't stop. You're not hurt. He knew when you were hurt, so why are you crying? "Hmm?"

"My pussy is so swollen," you murmur, reaching down to play with your clit. "Take it easy on me, babe."

"Mmm," he hums, bending over you. "Does it hurt, my sweet?"

"No," you admit, but tears still slip down your cheeks. Shin licks at one of them, relishing the taste of salt on his tongue.

"You want me to ease up?" You nod, allowing Shin to rock his hips into you carefully. "You want me to not fuck your brains out?"

"No," you protest, but Shin keeps going.

"Maybe we should stop for a little while. That might make things easier, hm?" Your pussy clenches around his cock, and Shin knows he's got you wrapped around his finger when you begin to fuck him back. His hand reaches around your waist and knocks your fingers away from your clit. "Should just come home and finger you from now on, it seems."

"Didn't say that," you gasp, simultaneously riding his fingers and milking his cock for all he's worth.

"No?" Shin rubs your clit faster, and you arch your back, crying out in pleasure. "Thought you wanted that, sweetheart. You want me to take it easy on you. I can definitely do that."

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," you chant through your teeth, and Shin leans back and pistons into your cunt with as much force as he can muster.

"Now, cum for me. Cum right on my cock."

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blueparadis · 2 years

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CW - afab-reader, fluff, mutual pinning, slight angst ( please we're talking about the most frustrated bonten criminal), mention of cigarettes, explicit smut, mature language, dirty talk, implied cum play, dilf Takeomi,use of pet-names, bonten au, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink,baby trapping, exhibitionism (car~garage sex), porn with plot ;PRECIS: Takeomi and his daughter both likes your company. WC- 1.2K ; TAGS- @zoraedits @haitaniapologist @etheralyonn + @tokyometronetwork @underratedcharactercorner

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Takeomi Akashi dressed in a black shirt with grey trousers leaning against the door frame, the grey suit spread over his lower arm as watches you silently. He loves the fact that his daughter is so comfortable in your presence. Regret doesn't soak his heart and pushing all the ‘what could have been(s)’ aside he enters the room, knocking on the door.

“Hey, there sweetie. Give Dada a hug!”, he coos spreading his arms and jocking down. As the toddler runs into his arms, you quickly adjust your dress looking at him. He gives you a grateful nod as your eyes meet his. Your heart drops the moment you notice his eyes falling over your feet. It had a bandage near your ankle.

“Was my little girl good or bad?”, he softly asks to which his daughter replies, “goo-ud” followed by a giggle. You notice that your time is almost over so you ask him if you can leave. And he didn't let you go, that was his first mistake.

“You can walk with that wound on your feet?”, he asks. His daughter extends her small hands towards you and you had to take her in your arms. Akashi’s face lits up with a smile as he mumbles, “Guess she likes you too.” and you could feel your cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “She had her dinner. I'll put her to sleep and then

—then have your dinner and I shall drop you” he finishes your line. As his daughter went to sleep you ponder that it wouldn't hurt if you spend time with him when your shift is over yet it was still against the rules. It's been over a month what could possibly happen.

As you walked over to the kitchen, he was already laying on the table. “Sorry, you had to make her sleep. Sometimes, she can be a bit moody.” but you denied saying, “She played a lot today. She was tired. She's asleep already.” He draws out the chair for you to take the seat. As you do your back grazes his fingers. Akashi’s jaw clenches.

He shifts his broad palm over your back as he gets you the food bowls. Is he doing it on purpose? Isn't he aware of the rules? His palm shifts over your shoulder as he notices your thighs brushing against each other and finally you crossed your legs one upon the other as he removes his hand asking, “Where do you live?”

“Glad you asked.”, you said clearing your throat and taking a bite. He raises an eyebrow tilting his head exclaiming amusingly, “Girl I was asking because I could drop my daughter off while going to my office, that is, only if you agree!” Mouth stuffed with food, mind filled with thoughts of him, and all you could mumble was, “Waa-t?” “Nevermind”, he whispers getting his plate on the sink.

“Sir, it's already so late. I can go by myself”, you mumble walking up to him to wash your hands. He stares at you through the corner of his eye as he chucks down half of the water bottle. You quickly look away as you watch his adam apple bob.

“Then, you wanna stay?”, he mumbles and everything around you just halts. Before your lips could protest, your body could move he was already out of the kitchen. You stood like a statue for a while a bit bruised by his behavior. So, you decided it's best to agree with him.

The car ride was silent. There was nothing to look through the window. It's late and the streets are lone. “Yeah, just halt”, you mumble as you reach your home. And all the way, you've already decided to decline him as your customer.

He clicks his tongue exclaiming, “Sorry. I - I didn't mean to say it like that. I -

“You do know that we're not allowed to spend time with our clients. Not that it matters, I'll already switch with another client.”, you tartly before getting out of the car.

“Open the door!”, you mumbled eyes staring down as his lips part, “Well, that's kinda good for us.”, he exclaimed unlocking the door extending his arm over your. The smell of his sweat mixed with perfume and tobacco rusted your senses. And as you connect the dots you look at him but it was already too late. He had his cigarette between his lips and his phone in his hand.

Yes, it was foolish to hope something for it. Takeomi clicks his tongue pulling you back into the car an arm rested over the stirring wheel with the fuming cigarette in between his fingers while the other arm palmed your face pulling you for a kiss.

Both of your hands grab onto the collar of his exquisite grey suit pulling him closer. As you he pulls away, he makes you sit on his lap. “Glad that you wore two-piece”, he buzzes getting rid of your upper. Quickly unhooking the bra he processed to suck your nipples making you moan. You buck your hips to feel his shaft making him stop. “I- I want inside you. Please”, you plead.

“What? Like this? You sure you can take me girl.”, he whispers boldly into your ears as he rubs your clit.

“Mmmgh..mmhn”, you nodd licking your lips ready to unbuckle his belt. It's thick and aroused and you roll your eyes as his fat girth slides inside you.

“Hold onto me ’kay!“, he mumbles placing you on the seat, as he gets the seat in a slanting position. “Ahhh fuck!”, you scream feeling his tip hit your spot sending shockwaves throughout your body.

“Think your dad would be happy? Knowing you're spreading your legs for me? Getting fucked dumb in the garage? Huh? Oh gwad! such a tight pussy.”, he hisses as you cover your mouth eyes closing shut in pleasure. “I’m gonna fill your womb with babies. so that you don't leave my sight”, he adds guiding your hands around his shoulders as he slips his hands underneath your waist.

He starts to thrust your hips against his. His strokes are deep, strong, and healthy. His fat cock is enough to fill you up. Muffled moans filling the car while the window panes become hazy. “I’m gonna stuff you full.”, he hisses as you whimper reaching your high. You notice his cock hitting deep inside your womb, as your lower belly bulges.

“Think you can take me? Think this small pussy of yours can take my seed?”, his strokes are sloppy when he talks. Body burning, your gummy walls clenching around his cock as you feel you’re high. “Fuuck... you're good. You're taking me so well baby girl.”, he praises, his tone declaring he's close too. As he pours his cum inside your womb, he groans loudly pulling out.

Getting himself back in the seat, he slips his coat over your body. “Think you can walk up to your room after this or should I ...just carry you back to my home?”, he exclaims squeezing your thighs as you put on your upper, shoving your bra inside your bag. “How can I walk with this sprained ankle?”, you say adjusting your skirt to hide your wet mess as you notice him grinning at your answer.

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itjazzbicch · 5 months

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Long Night

Pairing: Takeomi Akashi x Fem Reader

First time writing for Takeomi, so I hope I did well!

Summary: Returning home after years of living in a different country, the reader ends up racing a stranger who turns out to be her old friend Takeomi. Reuniting and hanging out together for a night ends up being a long night as certain feelings create a tension that is quickly shattered...

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) Smoking, drinking, racing w/a slight cop chase, unprotected sex (wrap it before ya tap it!), slight spanking, praise, pet names (baby & good girl), creampie, a bit of rough sex

Word Count: 2.4k

It was good to be back home from across the world. I already had a furnished home, and had some things to settle in the night, but it felt good to hop on my bike, having to drive through the city to get home.

Of course, I hit every red light on the way home and wasn't even halfway there. While waiting for the light to change, a bike next to me caught my attention.

It was nice! The other driver had a helmet on, too, hiding their identity, but I supped them and gave a thumbs up to their bike as a compliment. Their response? They revved their bike at me.

Looking at the lights, it was about to change at any moment now. So, I got ready and revved back at them. They only revved back, and I did the same, our back tires smoking as the light turned green, and we both took off.

There was nothing like racing that made my blood pump and my adrenaline rush. Whoever I was racing indeed had experience and guts. Little did they realize I did, too.

We were neck and neck, swerving past other cars, drifting through an intersection; my tires left behind dark tire marks, running through a red light.

I had to laugh at the driver as they looked at me like I was crazy. Even with a helmet on, I could read their expression, but I started thinking. The direction we were heading showed that they were familiar with how some gangs raced around here. I wondered if I knew them, ready to lift the visor on my helmet to speak, but we both looked back briefly as we heard sirens.

"Shit!" I groaned to myself, throwing up a peace sign to the other driver before taking some alleys to get away from the cops.

It didn't take long for me to get in the clear. I needed a second to breathe and get my heart to stop pumping so fast; I headed to an old parking garage that not too many people used, just to find the same person I was racing in the garage, too.

Now, this was too coincidental, saying before taking off my helmet:

"Yo, do I know you?"

"Y/N?" They surely knew me, taking our helmets off simultaneously, seeing that it was Takeomi.

"Takeomi! Holy shit, bro!" I couldn't believe it, smiling and giggling as we hopped off our bikes to hug each other.

"I should've known it was you," He laughed, swaying as he hugged me, "I only know a few people who drive like a maniac."

"Oh, you're one to talk!" I laughed, playfully shoving him, "Just be grateful we avoided the fuzz, dude!"

"Good point," He chuckled, pulling out a cigarette to light up, "Gonna let the heat die down a little before I head back out."

"Same," I sighed out of relief, no longer hearing any sirens; another thought popped into my head, "You got any plans tonight? I haven't seen you in forever! We got to hang out or something!"

"Just your luck, I'm free," He smirked, blowing out the smoke and ashing his cigarette, making me smile more:

"Sweet! You can come see my place."

Nodding and finishing his cigarette, we hopped back on our bikes, winking at him before putting my helmet back on:

"Just follow me if you can keep up."

"If it weren't for the cops, I would've won," He spat, laughing at him:

"Just wait till we can race again! I'll make you eat your words!"

As much as I wanted to race again, I kept things calm and took the back way to my house, leading him into the garage, parking and putting my helmet on the shelf against the wall, then grabbing the door:

"You want a drink or anything?"

"Sure," He followed, looking around my house and complimenting, "This is nice."

"Thanks," I smiled, heading into the kitchen, "It's all one floor, but I like it."

Nodding and leaning against the island, I could tell by the look on his face that he would ask me a particular question, answering before he could ask by pulling out an ashtray and sliding to him.

"Read my mind."

"Be grateful that I like you," I teased, opening the fridge and offering, "So, normal drinks, or do you want the hard stuff?"

"You know me," He smirked, laughing and grabbing the liquor, going to the couch:

"C'mon, nothing like a drink with an old friend."

"Can't argue with you on that one," He smiled, bringing the ashtray and joining me on the couch.

It was lovely to sit and chat, joke around, and reminisce. Takeomi, Shinichiro, and I were one hell of a trio when we were younger, and it felt like those times again. The more we talked, the more time passed, not realizing it was already late in the night.

"We've been drinking, and it's pretty late," I realized as I looked at my phone, "Just spend the night, 'kay?"

"'Kay," Fixed on his cigarette, I got our glasses and returned to the kitchen to clean up. After washing the glasses, I put the bottle back, bent over as I was fixing some things in the fridge, and noticed the red ring of his cigarette burning in the corner of my eye, but he wasn't ashing it.

"You burn my couch with that, and I'm gonna kick your butt," I warned, looking as he pretended to hold it over the couch, joking:

"What a shame that'd be. This is a nice couch."

"That's it," Standing and marching over to him, I was able to snatch his cigarette, only playing around, "You lost your smoking privileges."

"Hey! I was messing around!" He groaned, trying to get it back. There wasn't much left of it, and I was laughing while trying to dodge him, putting the cigarette in my mouth and pressing his hands into the couch, practically straddling over him as I had his hands pinned with my knees.

"Oh no," I inhaled, blowing out the smoke and ashing it in the ashtray beside me.

"Thought you gave up smoking?" He murmured, fixed on my lower half, "Also, that hurts."

"I have one every once in a while," I huffed, fixing my knees so they weren't hurting his hands anymore, sitting on his lap, "Better?"

"Yeah," He hummed, squeezing my thighs before settling on my hips, his head falling back a little as he smirked, whispering, "That's a lot better."

"Oh, I get it." Retracing my memory, I realized he was staring at me while I was bent over; thus, why he wasn't paying attention to his cigarette. Chuckling, "If you want something in particular, why don't you just go for it?"

"Bold of you to assume that I wasn't going to," Sliding his hands down to my ass and taking a hard squeeze, our lips smacked together; just a few parts of our lips later, his tongue explored my mouth before biting my lip, spanking my ass as he growled, "You don't know how long I've been waiting to tap this ass."

It was so long ago already since we last saw each other, my lip popping free from his bite as I stood up, starting to take off my clothes and give him a little show:

"Sorry that I kept you waiting so long."

"It's alright. Just make it up to me," He grinned, looking me up and down before his eyes followed me as I stepped out of my pants, headed to the door that was for my bedroom, my back facing him as my bra fell next, then my panties.

"I can in here if you want it," I teased, shaking my hip at him before laughing and heading into my dark room.

"You're gonna get it," I could hear his clothes dropping with his footsteps, turning on the lamp as he came in shirtless, joggers sagging, standing at the end of the bed as I was under the covers, teasing him with a finger:

"C'mon, baby."

Tossing his box of cigarettes, lighter, and keys to the nightstand, he quickly stepped out of his joggers and briefs, his cock standing against his stomach, my mouth watering as I was so fixed on it, squealing as he ripped the blanket off the bed, taking me by the ankle and dragging me down, set in the middle.

"Think you'll tease me like that, then be in charge?" He growled as he crawled on me, still holding my ankle, taking the other and snickering, "Just when I was thinking about being sweet with you."

"You know I'm no saint, Takeomi," I blew a kiss, sucking in a deep breath as he brought my legs together, pushing them toward me to expose my dripping cunt, slapping his cock against it before trailing down to tease my entrance:

"I know. I always called you my little baddie, remember?"

"I r-remember," My breaths were already hitched as he spread my legs back open, setting his tip in.

"But tonight? You're going to be a good girl. Got it?" Feeding an inch, my eyes closed softly as I moaned at the slight stretch, but that slightness turned into what felt like a small tear, his hips bucking into mine and slamming his cock deep, taking me by the jaw as a sharp moan shot out of me, nose to nose as he repeated, "Got it?"

"G-Got it-t," I stuttered out, jaw hanging as he pulled back and slammed his tip into my sweet spot, spitting out, "I'll be a good girl."

"Good," He hummed, hooking his arms under mine, his thrusts slowing down, his whisper making me break out in goosebumps, "I've been waiting for years. Wanna take my time with this sweet, little pussy."

"'m sorry I made you wait so long-ggg," I breathed carefully; that tearing eased away, and I was still so full but now wholly submerged in ecstasy.

"It's 'kay," With his mouth leaving marks all over my neck and chest, he was only driving me crazier, tongue swirling over my nipples once his hickeys formed, his pace picked up, electric heat tingling from my head to my toes, "Worth it. You fit me like a glove, baby."

"Uh huh," My head dipped back further and further the quicker he went, his arms fixing on the sides of my head, loving the fucked out expressions on my face, gripping his triceps hard and whining, "Take-"

The orgasm coming for me had me shaking with need. Not being active for a long time and then getting the life nearly fucked out of me had my body losing control much more quickly. All that could be heard was my moans mixed with the slaps of wet skin, the slaps growing louder as I repeated:

"Take!"

"What? Need a little more?" Slithering his hand down to find my clit, my moans got lumped and stuck in my throat as his fingers were quickly soaked, slipping but still rubbing, my clit raw and the jolts all over had my vision blacking out, just feeling his hair, arms wrapped around his neck as I started kissing him, even when I couldn't keep my mouth shut, then back to gripping his arms, digging at his skin as my orgasm was so earthshattering.

It was so intense that he dropped whatever was left of the act he pulled when we first started, our chests meeting and I was able to feel how hard each of our hearts was beating, how heavy our breaths were as he was groaning, my legs latching around his waist and trying to crush him with my thighs.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I babbled, whining sharper as he was still fucking me, my grip pulling him deeper each time, panting to him, "I need that again."

"We have plenty of time," He panted softly, pulling out so he could drop to his back, guiding me on top of him, "I wanna see what you're made of, now."

"Give me just a second," I breathed, letting my nerves die down some before sitting on the tip of his cock softly, whining at how much stronger the friction was this time.

"Easy," He cooed, holding my hips, whispering as I rolled my hips, falling closer and closer to his base each time, "Fuck, you're so tight. That's what I like."

"You like that?" I cooed back, dropping on all his cock, bouncing then grinding against his hips, gripping at the sheets and biting my lip as I moved faster, whining again as I felt his cock throbbing against my walls.

"Cum for me real quick, baby," His voice was low, thumb at my clit again, rapid this time, and the intense shock from it almost made me fall to his chest, my hands pressing hard against his chest while I tried to keep going, feeling myself getting close, but my hips kept jerking and trying to give way on me.

"It's s-soo h-hard, Take," Back to biting my lip with my nose flaring from heavy breaths, head down low, his other hand guiding my hip up and down on his cock, getting his tip back to my sweet spot.

"Cum. I know you're right there," He was right, forcing myself up to rock back and forth faster, not knowing how hard I was rocking, even when my ear started ringing, his pants and groans sounding dim, "Got damn, baby."

"God!" I was truly out of my mind, feeling worn out and clenching harder than before. I thought my first orgasm was overwhelming? His cock, our thighs, my brand-new bed sheets? Drenched. And somehow, I was still bouncing on his cock that was throbbing more than the first time, crying out to him, "Why's your dick so good, Take?"

"Why's your pussy so good?" He pulled me down to him, one arm wrapped around my head, the other keeping my ass still as he picked up his hips a little, his thrusts a little sloppy but still had speed, "You just want me to fill you up with how hard you were riding me, huh?"

"You can," Just those two words had him tensing up, grunting more as I sounded so sweet in his ear, "Fill me up, baby. Please."

No more words; I buried my face in his chest as warm strings of white seed coated my walls, leaking out even while still stuffed with his cock. We both just laid there panting till he reached for his cigarettes, lighting up, rubbing my back, and blowing out the first puff of smoke:

"Don't wanna let me go, huh?"

"That and I am beat," I chuckled, looking at him, "That was incredible, Take."

"How long has it been since we've seen each other?" He breathed, brushing back my hair, smiling, "All that tension was bound to break soon."

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thekillingmoonmoon · 1 year

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for the mini drabble, you can be the boss by lana del rey for takeomi from tr :)

Pairing: Akashi Takeomi x Fem! Reader Warnings: NSFW, daddy kink, smoking, fingering, alcohol Length: 735 Song: You Can Be the Boss – Lana Del Rey

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

You were addicted, from the whiskey burn from his lips to the musk of his cigarettes that surrounded you like a second skin, you wanted more, more, drinking him down until you were sated on his smoky aftertaste. You can’t resist, mouth open and pliant as he squeezes your cheeks to kiss you. All you can taste is poison, honey sweet and scorching as it slips down your throat. You seated yourself on his lap, your dress riding up your satin silk thighs as you straddled his legs. He smiled down at you, pulling languidly from his cigarette as you rocked your hips over his. His large warm hands gripped your waist, stilling you as he popped the cigarette free from his downturned lips and offered it to you.

You had never smoked until you met him, until he handed you a cigarette with his number scribbled along the side. You smoked it that night as you called him, leaning over the ocean of city lights on your balcony whilst he rasped sweetly in your ear, and from that day you were hooked to the sickly sweet scent of cloves and old aftershave, drinking in the scent of him whenever you could nuzzle your nose into his neck. He hums at you and your thinly veiled affections, leaning back in his chair to get a good look at your wide doe eyes and pretty pouted mouth, the corner of his mouth meeting the bottom of his scar as he smirked at you. He was dark, dangerous, a snake nestled beneath blooming flowers, his fangs dripping sweet poison that sang of saccharine daydreams. His fingers dug deep into the plush flesh of your hips, leaving dark bruises in their wake as he feels you up. “Who’s my good girl?” he cooed, a slender finger beneath your chin, tilting your face to blink blurrily at him. You peered through the smoke, staring up into the bright green gaze of his piercing eyes. “Me, daddy,” you whisper hopefully, and he runs his thumb along your bottom lip, pulling it back and releasing it with a muted pop. “Yes, and who do you belong to?” he rasped, his voice the sound of a thousand slithering serpents. “You, daddy,” you responded and he kissed you, all whiskey flavoured and burning, his tongue setting a fire as he flicked it into your mouth. You moaned around his invading tongue, feeling him fuck your mouth as his hands skimmed over your skin. Wayward hands crawled up your legs, slipping beneath the silk slip you wore to the thin lace separating your soaked cunt from his prying fingers. He slid past the hem of your underwear, running his knuckles over your sopping slit, gathering your slick and pushing his fingers deep into your plush pussy. “Daddy,” you breathe, rocking your hips onto his hand, your hands flying to his shoulders and tangling with the long hair trickling down his neck. He reached deep inside you, brushing over your pressure point over and over again until stars burst behind your eyes. You could feel your tummy tightening, your slick pooling onto his trousers below your aching cunt, nothing but the sound of your breathy whines and the thick squelch of your cunt filling the room. He kissed you again, sliding his hand up your neck until his fingers hugged your throat beneath your chin, closing off the flow of air to your lungs as he dizzied you with his tongue. Your head spun and feeling the tight tension of his fingers working your cunt open, you spiralled toward your high in a hazy daze. “You wanna cum, sweetheart? Wanna cum for Daddy?” he crowed, tightening his grip on your throat and battling the velvet clench of your cunt. You nodded tearily, barely able to speak, sputtering out a soft ‘yes, daddy’ before he rubbed his thumb over your clit. You cum in a shiver and shake of your thighs, trembling gently on his lap as he finger fucks you through your high, letting the oxygen flow freely as you gasped and panted in his arms. Before you could fully recover, he had his cock out and was sinking your clenching cunt down his hot hard length until your bare pussy touched the cold zips of his pants. “Now be a good girl and keep Daddy’s cock warm until he’s ready to fuck you.”

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bontensbunny · 2 years

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listen listen someone PLEASEEEE needs to write about either sanzu or mikey ( BONTEN ) fingering or fucking the reader and takeomi is watching and THATS weird cs she likes to say he’s old like CMON THE IRONNY THAT SHE LIKES HIM WATCHING PLEASE SOMEONE FEED ME I LOVE MY MEN BUT I NEED THE ACTUAL DILFFFF TO WATCH OR PARTAKE

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dior-and-dietcoke · 1 year

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" BONTENS WHORE "

MIKEY, SANZU, KAKUCHO, TAKEOMI,RINDOU, RAN, KOKO

18+, DUBCON, bondage, sex toys, double fingering, fingersucking, degradation, exhibition, slapping, marking, MDNI

You suddenly woke up in a familiar place, but definitely not the place where you fell asleep. Your sight was blurry, it was cold..so fucking cold. and you couldn't feel your limbs, you blinked your eyes three times and saw a little more clear, you saw that your thighs are bound tight in a thick rope. "H-huh..?"

you mumbled still really groggy "you finally fuckin' woke up, damn!" a familiar voice complained. You immediately realized what was happening right now..you are being punished for your little fuck up last night. "We almost thought you were dead" another familiar voice ringed in your ears. You were supposed to seduce another gang leader, but you ended up beating him to death for talking shit about Mikey

The problem about that was that Mikey wanted to make out a deal with said gang leader. Your head shot up to see all of bonten, even the less important people that you didn't know. "Surely you know what's happening right now '' Kakucho stood up from one of the crates where bonten stored their weapons. You slowly nodded looking up at the man that was in front of you. As you looked up, you noticed your arms were tied up to a wooden pillar with the same type of rope that was around both of your thighs.

And as your mind started to clear up, you realized why it was so cold, not just because you are in a basement in the middle of winter. no, you were just in the underwear that you fell asleep in, and the worst part..fear should be kicking in. But the ropes are just the right amount of tight, and the burn in your arms was the cherry on top. You already felt your clit throb, this is so embarrassing.

You just hoped that no one noticed the blush that painted your face and the tears that started to well up in your eyes from the humiliation. You looked down to not let them see your lewd face, making them think that you just regret your Lil fuck up and are ashamed. "Answer." Kaku spoke up like a strict dad when you didn't answer. "Y-yes. I know.." your thighs tried to push against each other but the ropes just felt tighter when you fought against them, you accidentally let a little whimper fall from your lipgloss-stained lips. You just hoped to fucking god that they didn't hear your disgusting and lewd weep, but they did.

The haitani's and sanzu tried to write it off as a small cry, but takeomi, Koko, and kakucho just thought they didn't hear you right. But one thing all of the people in the basement could agree on was that you looked way too erotic for your own good. The way your tits fought against the restraints was so tempting. It made rin and ran especially horny. They are crazy into bondage.

And obviously, everyone in this room wanted to fuck the vixen of bonten at some point maybe even every time they just think about you, but the executives seemed to want to fuck you the most, they always tried to make a move on you but you never understood their shitty pick-up lines. You heard someone walk towards you, and you already knew who it was. His energy gave it away.

"Look up." Mikey demanded. The others didn't really care that you didn't look up at them, but it started to infuriate sanzu when Mikey started talking to you, and you still didn't look up. "You fuckin' dare to refuse to listen to your boss's orders not once but fucking twice?!" Sanzu stomped over to you "who the fuck do you think you are? You're just bonten's little who-"

his hand gripped your hair to make you look at Mikey, but he wasn't prepared for that erotic expression on your face. No one really was. Even Mikey's eyes widened a bit. "H-huh?" Koko stumbled over his words, and your face was so priceless. You had little tears in your eyes and drool dripping from your lips. They just waited for Mikey to say something because god knows they didn't know what the fuck to say. But suddenly Mikey crouched down to grip your pretty face "you like being tied up don't you?.."

his dead fish-like eyes stared into your shiny ones. "n-no!" Rindou and ran's cocks were Rock hard when they were told by Mikey to tie you up but now they were throbbing. seeing you fight more against the restraints on your body will leave pretty marks after this. but it got even worse after Mikey abruptly slapped you and you just...moaned? "Wha.." Koko started and felt his cock harden at that erotic moan. But he wasn't the only one, oh no-no. Every one of them was Rock hard and ready to just rip your panties off and mess that pretty cunt up.

Kakucho looked at Mikey and then back at you, completely confused if what he just heard was his imagination, but by the looks of his co-workers... He wasn't imagining it. Mikey's eyes were shot wide open, looking at your tear, glistening eyes filled with so much Hunger for more that he just had to give you what you were asking for. "Aahh!~" so he slapped you once again, eyes still shot wide open like a deer in headlights, wanting to see every single reaction from you.

"F-fuck.." takeomi mumbled under his breath and thanked God for his long and big coat that Covers his raging erection. The brothers had to fight the strong urge to just have their way with you, but they knew that they would be killed on the spot if they did that. So they just bit their lips till they would be bruised and rindou gripped the metal cart in front of him.

"You're just a cheap whore..ain't that right?" Mikey just glared at you, his cold glare made your pussy throb and clench. Mikey moved his dead, dark blue orbs to sanzu allowing him to tilt your head back by your hair and making you choke on another cute moan of yours before Haru shoved his gun into your mouth. And if you weren't wet before, you sure are flooding now. Sanzu was just as excited as you are though, his cock was aching just to be touched by you..

he was just better at hiding it. Well.if you ignore the pretty pink coloring his pretty features, the sweat coating his temples and forehead, and the obvious bulge in his tight, lilac dress pants. Mikey stood up, looking down at you. "Since you have a hard time taking orders.." his hand went to the rope that held your upper body up and squeezed your tits so perfectly. He pulled it, making you let out another angelic mewl. "They are going to teach you a lesson now..you hear me?"

You hesitated for just a second and Mikey already smacked you again "you fucking answer when I ask you something." His dark eyes stared deep into the depths of your tar Black soul, Mikey's gaze always Made you feel something and now you finally knew what that Feeling was, you weren't scared, you were hopelessly horny for evil and powerful men. Mikey turned around walking in the direction of some crates to sit on and looked at his men before mumbling "go have fun with her." None of the men even dared to hesitate walking over to your pretty, quivering form. Sanzu stared down into your eyes before watching little tears drip down your hot cheeks, he licked his teeth and took his gun out of your mouth with some of your saliva still dripping from his gun. "Messy whore.." he chuckled, pulling your hair tighter. All of a sudden you felt someone run their fingers over your hard nipple "nghh!" You looked down and to your surprise, it was kakucho. He always seemed so sweet and innocent to you..well..as innocent as can be as a Gangster.

"Slut.." he whispered before he ripped your bra completely off and stared at your tits for just a few seconds before he continued to take your pillowy tits in his big and cold hands, sweet Kaku groaned when he started to Massage them

"a-aah! P-please-" your begs made takes cock twitch and leak more of its transparent fluids into his pants. But his eyes stayed stoic and serious even though his face was a flushed pink. Koko got on the other side of you and squished both of your cheeks together and he then placed his thumb on your bottom lip. "You probably know what to do with that filthy mouth of yours, right?" A wicked grin formed on his features as you started suckling on his thumb. "Fuck, you really are a slut" sanzu groaned gripping your hair tighter. Your pussy throbbed when you saw Koko's and sanzu's bulges next to your face, it was all too much for you when Kaku licked your nipple and proceeded to suck on them as if he was trying to get milk out of them. The brothers got behind you and suddenly their pretty, vein decorated hands ran up and down your thighs, as they whispered dirty stuff they wanna do to you in your ear

"gonna Split that pretty pussy open on my cock, ya would like that, hm?" Rindou breathed against your ear in his sexy husky voice. "Gonna spread you out and torture that greedy pussy all night..maybe well even keep those pretty ropes around your body..so you ran run from it~" Ran whispered against your neck before biting down on it "a-ahh- n-no more! Mhh!" Your whines turned them on even more, so protesting against their touches was useless. The brothers chuckled at your pathetic attempt to escape their intoxicating touches and scents. They ran their hands down your inner thigh and snapped your panties off with their switchblades making you yelp out loud and moan even louder when you felt both of the brother's fingers tease different parts of your pussy. Rin was playing with your throbbing clit and ran was running his index finger up and down your leaking slit.

"So fucking wet…" he chuckled and licked his lips. Those three words were enough to make the men go crazy. Kakucho all of a sudden bit down on your nipple, Koko shoved his middle and Index finger down your throat and rin slid his finger from your clit to your hole "fuck..she's fucking dripping.." rindou groaned against your ear and bit the shell. "AHH! N-NO!" you moaned

but in reality, you loved it. You wanted more, you loved the way their touches felt so needy and how Mikey and takeomi just watched his their cocks obviously rock hard. "Your pussy's tellin' us somethin' different, sweetheart~" Ran purred with mockery laced in his tone, even they knew that you loved it. Sanzu ran his gun from your cheek to your clit, crouching down with the haitani's. "Look at me." He ordered, and you didn't even think about disobeying him so you gulped and looked into his sky blue eyes through his snow-white lashes

"you know that the gun is loaded right, bitch?" He grinned, biting his bottom lip at your terrified but absolutely horny expression. While you were busy getting lost in the overwhelming feelings the haitani's shoved their fingers inside you at the same time. "MNHH!" you cried around Koko's slender fingers. They didn't even let you adjust before finger fucking you at different speeds "tight fucking pussy..thought it was already loose by how much cock you take on a daily Basis." Rindou spat, biting down hard on your neck leading to you whining even more on Koko's fingers fucking your throat. Sanzu smacked his gun against your clit and the haitani's felt your pussy clench on their Fingers,

they bit their lips once again to not moan at the tightness of your pussy. Mikey saw as your eyes rolled back into your head and your pussy dripped more fluids onto the floor, creating a little pool of your slick "get away from her." He suddenly spoke up and the men got away from your trembling body and watched tears flood down your cheeks and listen to your delicious whines for more as you lost the orgasm that has been building up for the past hour. Mikey stepped forward, standing in front of you again "look up." He demanded. You lifted your head and looked up at the silver-haired man standing in front of you. Mikey could have gasped at how pretty fucked up you already looked but he knew better than letting you know how bad he wanted to fuck you. Mikey Held his hand open and some men you haven't noticed were there before gave him a pink and rubbery looking thing.

"I found this in your room." It was your vibrator! Your eyes widened in shock and felt even more embarrassed that Mikey and the other men knew that you play with yourself. Mikey leaned down, spread your pussy lips, and shoved the toy agonizingly slow inside of you.

"You're gonna learn to obey me." He rasped before turning the toy on to the highest setting. Your angelic yet pornographic moans and cried immediately invaded the men's ears. Mikey looked back at all the men and motioned for them to come back to you. They all stood in a circle around you, and without any warning, Mikey pulled his sweatpants down just enough for his dick to jump out and slap you in the face. His slim hand took a fistful of your hair and pulled your head back so your lips were on his leaking tip. "Suck it and I'll think about letting you cum." The pressure you felt in your abdomen was getting harder and harder to ignore. It just hurt so much that you were always so close but it was never close enough for you to reach your high.

And frankly Mikey's cock looked way too good and tasty to pass up. You licked up from his heavy balls up to his tip to then suck the salty precum that was leaking from his slit, god he tasted good, the Feeling of Mikey's cock in your mouth made the Feeling in your cunt only worse but you couldn't stop yourself, you had such bad self-control. Mikey looked down at you with his white hair coating his light pink cheeks. You suddenly heard groans from beside and behind you, they were fisting their cocks to the sight of you sucking someone else's cock, their boss's cock at that. They looked so needy watching your every move as sweat dripped from their faces. Mikey, without any warnings, shoved his cock down your throat and then proceeded to fuck it with some pretty groans escaping his lips.

"Mnggh!" You moaned around his cock, almost triggering his Release. But he pulled out before he could cum down your throat and came all over your pretty face instead. The other men didn't last long either. They All spurted their cum in thick white and sticky ropes on your body, you coughed and looked up at Mikey with doe eyes, practically begging him to let you cum.

He pulled his pants up as the other men did the same, and he started to walk to the exit door. "I don't think you've learned your lesson yet..you'll stay here till tomorrow morning." His cruel words hurt but not as bad as the ache in your pussy that was begging for Release. The other men followed but the haitani's stayed for a second behind to kiss your cheek "see ya tomorrow morning', dolly."

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betbeton · 2 years

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✃ Stuffed

Akashi Takeomi × Reader

Warnings - Rough Oral (M Reviving), Slight Daddy Kink

18 + Minors and Ageless accounts DNI

· GN Reader ·

· A/N - just a thirst i needed to get out of my head before work ·

・❥・ Masterlist

The nosies that spilled from your stuffed throat as Takeomi lazily fucked his cock into its warm confines were enough to have your hands darting down to toy with your own arousal. Though the relief of your own fingers clumsily prodding at your sex was quickly brought to an end as Takeomi reached a hand out, as the other found purchase on your chest, to stop your movements. His cock stuffed into your throat cutting off your air supply as it bulged your windpipe. The fierce grip he had on your chest was certainly going to leave bruises behind that your friends would tease you about the next time you went out for a night on the town. Even with his cock stretching your throat and muffling your whines of protest it didn't stop them from trying to bubble up from your stuffed throat.

Back arching as he moved your hands up and off your arousal, legs kicking in a bratty show of defiance. Your knee almost making contact with his scarred face as a chuckle rumbled in his chest. His thin hips pulling back enough for your mouth to pop off his cock as he rested it on your face, his hands releasing your chest and wrists. The gravelly rumble of his voice had tou clenching your thighs together as you mouthed and licked at his cock resting on your pretty spit slicked face.

"Watch out brat, Daddy'll have to punish you if you kick him in the face."

This man even when saying things you would normally tease him for could coax an embarrassing whine from your sore throat. Hips canting upwards in a desperate plea for him to either fuck your throat of your hole only drew another chuckle from the man.

"Calm down daddy will deal with all your slutty holes in a bit, let me enjoy teasing you a but longer."

It was going to be a long night, but you would gladly endure his teasing if it meant he was going to resize your holes with his cock later.

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sirthisisa-wendys · 1 year

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ohhhh i really like things like submission (sub!reader), omega!reader, some really light stuff like that, u know...? maybe with big boys like benkei, taiju, hanma, takeomi (💀), shinichiro and south 🥺🥺

Playing With The Big Boys (Part 1) : Keizo Arashi/ Takeomi Akashi/ Taiju Shiba x Fem!Reader

an omegaverse! fic wherein the boys teach you a lesson and tame you in their own special way. Shuji Hanma, Shinichiro Sano and South Terano will be in part 2 along with anyone else you all want!

wc: 1k

tw: smut

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Keizo Arashi - Alpha

"Head up that hill."

Sweat pours down your back as you grumble, taking the fifty or so steps up the hill with only your water bottle to accompany you. Keizo is right behind you - probably to make sure that you don't turn around and take off - and his face is grim. "Being an Omega isn't all fun and games."

"I never said it was."

"Keep talking," Keizo grunts. "I'll make you go back down the trail and then come back up." You stifle your grumbling and continue up the steep incline, taking a drink of water every so often.

When you finally make it to the top, you're enclosed by a few tall trees, and the trail disappears entirely.

"What now?" you wonder, turning to face Keizo. The Alpha steps forward and takes your hips in his hands, smirking.

"Now, you get your reward for making it up here."

You never thought having sweaty, messy sex would be enjoyable, but the thrill of potentially being caught fucking your mate in the woods heightens your pleasure. Keizo dominates you from above, his balls slapping against your pussy while he drives into you. "Good girls get rewarded," he repeats, holding your wrists in one of his hands. "You like this, little Omega?"

You keen softly, angling your hips upward and meeting him thrust for thrust. "I'm gonna squirt," you hiss, and suddenly, the memory of all the water you'd consumed returns to you.

"Perfect," Keizo replies, picking up his speed. "Want you to squirt all over me, pretty girl." You can only hold out for so long before your release, shivering as your squirt drenches Keizo's lower half. Keizo grunts and coos at you, the sound adding to the sloppy sucking sounds of your pussy being entirely ruined by his cock. He cums a moment later, not wasting a single drop as he buries his cock inside you.

When your breath and sanity have returned, Keizo slowly unfurls himself from you but still lets his cock remain inside. "We'll wait for my knot to go down," he murmurs, huffing softly as he nuzzles your neck and kisses your lips. "You did so good for me. I'm proud of you."

Takeomi Akashi - Beta

Takeomi hates coming home tired. Work drains the life out of him, but it's even worse when he's looking forward to spending time with you but worn out from the day's events.

"You can't cancel our night again," you pout, eyebrows furrowed. "You hate being mated to me, don't you?" When you place your little hands on your hips, Takeomi wants to throw you over his shoulder and just ravage you - it's stupidly cute. But he doesn't even have the energy to do that.

"Baby, let's reschedule for--"

"No!" You storm off, going to your shared bedroom and slamming the door shut. When Takeomi finds the strength to approach the door, he finds it quite locked.

"Y/n," he grunts. "Open the door."

"No."

Takeomi sighs and rattles the doorknob. "You're acting like a child."

"That's fine." A long, pained groan comes from his throat, and Takeomi does the one thing he swore he'd never do. With a swift kick, he busts the door down and sees you huddled on the bed, your face still scrunched into a frown.

"You want date night?" Takeomi wonders, snatching the sheets off of you. "I'll give you date night." You're yanked to the edge of the bed by your legs, your mouth open to rebuke him, but you're quickly silenced by his hand slipping into your underwear. You don't fight back - you don't even seem to want to - when he fiddles with your clit, his fingers rubbing it just the way you like it.

Your face goes slack, and you relax into the mattress and spread your legs further. Takeomi takes your cue and slips a finger into your soaking wet cunt, swiftly adding another to accompany it. "Didn't tell me you're all worked up," Takeomi murmurs lustily in your ear.

"I just need you tonight," you whisper back, and Takeomi's tiredness dissipates. He pushes your underwear down around your ankles and flips your nightgown up. "Please, Omi..."

"Want me like this?" he asks, undoing his belt and letting his pants drop to the floor. As he steps out of them, you nod, looking back into his green eyes and humming softly. "Okay, okay. I'll take care of you, yeah? I'll make sure you get what you need."

Taiju Shiba - Alpha

Taiju's growls are never soft or kind. They indicate possession, displeasure, or frustration. All of which he's experiencing right now.

You're against the wall as he sniffs you, his eyebrows pushed together as he susses out the other scents on your body. "Who have you been with today?" One of Taiju's hands snakes up to your neck, and you whimper at the feeling of his fingers against your skin.

"Just the girls and--"

"I smell another Alpha on you." You inhale sharply.

"No, I haven't been--"

Taiju's eyes look at you with curiosity. "No other alphas?"

"No, I swear it." Taiju's lips curl into a smile.

"I knew you'd be good for me." His hands roam over your bare legs and up to your skirt, where he carefully pushes your panties aside and strokes your slit. "Always so submissive and sweet. You'd never let another man touch you, hm?"

"Never," you affirm, parting your legs for him a little. He hooks a hand around your thigh and brings it up around his waist. Fingers dance around your clit and slip into your pussy eagerly, then curl against your soft spot.

Taiju is silent as he works you up for him, listening intently to your moans and pants with pleasure. And this is your perfect scenario: you, pressed against a wall while Taiju Shiba, pack Alpha, makes you cum over and over again.

"You're so loyal," the man whispers against your hair. "And so perfect for me."

"Tai," you pant, biting your bottom lip. "I'm gonna cum."

"Good," he replies, quickening his fingers and making you cry out. "Want you nice and wet for me when I fuck you."

"Tai, please," you whine, and he chuckles low in his throat, pressing his other hand against your throat a little more.

"I'll give you what you want," he whispers. "And then I'll breed you like the good girl you are."

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❝ CITY IN RAIN ❞ + TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI

→ €ONTENT & WARNINGS — afab-reader, explicit smut, mature language, sub-dom dynamics, s/m dynamics, oral acts, m-oral, m-receiving, blow job, mean-dom! Hanagaki, hard dom! Takeomi, mild dirty talk, use of pet-names; implied voyeurism, exhibitionism and threesum, manipulation, dubcon, master-slave theme. porn with plot. TAP HERE TO VIEW MY WORKS WC— 0.88k ; brainrot courtesy to the latest chapter and my beloved CEO OF HANAGAKIS aka @1900-aria

→ PRECIS — Acting advisor Hanagaki Takemichi who has an eye on Takeomi’s favourite doll finally gets to know the reason of his favouritism. ft. Acting Advisor Bonten!Takemichi & Advisor!Takeomi.

H.T read the initials as the man in a black suit signed the papers. Being, the acting advisor of Bonten wasn't easy for Takemichi but what else he could do. After all, he can't either rely on the Haitanis or his friend, Kakucho who's out of the station along with Takeomi; to think that Manjiro would let one and only advisor out of his sight is odd. Probably he's getting rusty. Kokonoi was already busy with a pile of paper works and Haruchiyo? Out of question.

He taps on the table as you walk towards the door carrying the papers. “Naoto is repeatedly coming in my way! Guess, I should make things harder for him.”, he mumbles. But sitting on his chair felt different. Not only there was a great amount of stress but greed kept lurking every now and then. Greed to use his resources, just like Takeomi does. A tempting desire to taste the lavishness of his life. So, he took the next chance that knocked on his door of fate.

“Yes...? Come in!”, he speaks and you walk up to him in quick, short steps. It's raining. Transports are light, some staffs are unavailable due to the trio’s handiwork to create more cases for Inspector Tachibana to solve.

“Anything, you needed darling?”, he inquiries. You stop near his desk, frozen eyes widening at the sudden beckon, at that odd name.

“you... called .... for me, sir?”, your words tumble as you watch the new young boss leaving his seat to walk towards you. He's close, just inches apart. Eyes on you, hands inside his pocket while you could feel yourself sinking in nervousness, breaths short and irregular.

“why can't I? Is it odd to expect a call at this hour? Didn't your favorite boss make it a habit for you?” Rude. How very rude!

You open your mouth in reflex but he immediately curls his arm around your waist while the other grabs one of your hands. A smirk laces his harsh lips before he shoves his leg in between yours.

“Guess then, I have to do it!”, he boldly mumbles latching his mouth along your neckline.

Your free hand travels under his arm, resting on his back as he places open mouth kisses but not for long. As you relax, he places your arms along his shoulders while his hands traced rough patterns on your ass making you moan softly. It's sweet. It's addictive. It's tempting.

“You’ve grown out of habit, I suppose!”, he whispers slipping his hands into your pants.

“At least, he knows to pick the best!”, he utters rubbing your wet folds yet halting immediately. A swarm of warmth smothers your cheeks as you watch him lick his fingers that are slightly glistening with your juices; his eyes staring at you, scanning every inch of you.

Hanagaki must have seen you being in Akashi’s arms while he tortured your pussy by gagging you, or simply cockwarming him during a meeting. He thought it was nothing but a show-off. All he could do was a scoff to wipe away the want to have you, at least once.

You were Akashi’s favorite among the girls he picked and honestly, he didn't think it would be this easy. Perhaps, you wanted this too. “Such a smart mouth!”, he hums as you lick his fingers, slowly and meticulously.

“Such a fucking waste!”, he growls forcing you to go on his knees. It's too fast. You're too weak. And it's best not to fight, after all, it surely wouldn't hurt to taste a foreign cum, the cum of a man whom you've seen lurking occasionally around your boss’s quarters when Akashi’s hands were all over you!

“Suck!”, Hanagaki instructed. His cock was to gawk at. Fat, six inches with a line of veins along with his foreskin. You look up to him for a moment and he flinches watching you smirk. Grabbing his knees, you take his cock into your mouth, nose hitting his trimmed pubic.

Hanagaki was sure taken by surprise. First, he didn't think you'd be so good with your mouth, as if you're a trained pet, and second the view of your hard nipples through your white shirt was turning him on more.

“Fuck! Fuccck...so this is why he makes you wear light tones, huh?”, he hisses leaning against the table as you continue sucking him off, followed by occasional broad licks along his thick girth.

Your breath hitches, struggle to breathe as he grabs you by your nape pushing his aroused cock inside. He groans throwing back his head in pleasure, his moans echoing in the room.

He doesn't even feel the need to warn you before cumming but you were already used to that, you're Takeomi’s best pick. How could you disappoint him and taint your reputation! Thick, murky, and warm; you swallowed his cum as he releases his hold.

At the very next moment, he notices you picking yourself up, his fluid leaking along the corner of your lips. He likes it. He likes the way you took him. He likes you. Snatching off a tissue he pulls you closer by grabbing your ass to wipe his juices clean. Next time, he won't be so hard on you, he thinks.

“Woah... Look what we have here!”, Takeomi tartly speaks watching you two. How long has he been there? He exhales a long puff as he walks up to you.

“So, babydoll Care to elaborate on how all this happened?”, he asks with long trail of intonations, squeezing your cheeks.

Hanagaki is calm. He strolls around the table getting a nod from the advisor. “Looks like, you're not going home today!”, Hanagaki adds watching the splattering raindrops coursing through the window sill.

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salaciousdoll · 1 month

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· · · ℜ · · · Aren’t You What They Call a Milf · · · ℜ · · ·

.·:*¨¨*:·. starring Ken R. , Manjirou S. , Baji K., Emma S., Hina H., Takemichi H., Chifuyu M., Kazutora H. , Hanma S. , Kisaki, Peh Y., Pah C., Izana K. , Mochi, Muto, Shion, Sanzu A. , Shinichiro S., Benkei A. , Takeomi A., Wakasa I., Mitsuya T., Hakkai S., Taiju S., Kakucho, Kokonoi, Inupi, South T. , The Haitani brothers x Milf! reader .·:*¨¨*:·.

ᰔᩚ ━━ Warnings: ᰔᩚ ━━ Warnings: Final Timeline! So spoilers, smut, threesome, reader is a switch here, foursomes, fivesomes, gang bang( consensual), Benkei and Mitsuya are end game here, OG black dragons is a little mean, dirty talking( heavy, degradation, praise, pet names, bodily fluids( squirting, cum, spitting, sloppy blow job,etc.), big exhibition here( fucking in a top down convertible, Mitsuya fashion shop, and etc.), yes I know inupi is not in Tenjiku besides they’re all friends here anyways just decided to group them by gangs to avoid writing for every single one of them, little plot here, AGE GAP, DARK CONTENT! voyeurism, missionary, doggy style, attempt at frog style( if that’s what it’s called), reader knows what she wants, breeding kink, reader is a undercover slut, chubby reader, oc kids named amethyst and saphhire( twin girls), pink obsessed reader/momma which means kids are drowned in pink everything, you are 37 years old here so have fun with that, wanted to write an older reader for a long time, nipple play, lactation kink, spitting kink, rough and slow sex, teasing, headcannons are not really headcannons because again I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing with writing that shit, dilf( Draken ), reader and the husband was swingers once upon a time, cuckholding on Hina, Takemichi, and black dragon part, the oh black dragons are older than reader but that’s okay they weren’t even thought of until now. If I’m forgetting something lemme know.

ᰔᩚ ━━ Word Count: 14.5k

ᰔᩚ ━━ Dolly Note from Salaciousdoll: this is really a surprise drop because I thought I was going to post it Saturday tbh but said fuck it give y’all a gift early. I really hope you like it, it’s not the best but it’s something. Been wanting to feed my starving babies from the tr fandom for a minute so here you go. Also the reader is an older woman who’s just fucking everyone why? Because some people pissed me off by slut shaming but nevermind that, Love you guys 🎀

Minors do not interact, 18+

Moms. The person everyone got or needed in their lives as the guidance they need. The carrier. The heart of the family because without a mom being the heart of the family, the family can’t pump blood and love. You were that mom. The mom that your mother was or weren’t, it all depends on yourself. You aimed to be better than your mother even if she was a good mother to you and you did with the two little girls you birthed and raised with your ex- husband. They were the joys in your life, such beautiful little humans to you and everyone around you all. After your divorce from your beautiful husband you still were on good terms with, you moved to another city. You were so glad that he agreed to have the kids a week after you because no matter if you got a divorce you didn’t want your babies to be affected heavily by it.

Your twin girls were the joy and light in your life. You were the pink mom every pink obsessed girl wanted. You always dress your babies in pink and don’t even get me started on the patterns you choose to dress your daughters in but don’t worry they both have a say-so if they don’t feel like wearing anything you pick for them to wear. Your mother didn’t give you that option, but you did with your little ones. From two year olds up until now, 9 years old.

The girls were so excited for today. Today was the day you were moving to another city as a result of starting your new job and new life away from your husband and his new girlfriend. You two have been divorced for years now and you were glad he moved on after sending letters and posting sticky notes on your Children’s backpacks or notebooks saying things like “ lunch today?” Or “ We could always try one last time” or your favorite one “ My sunshine and my little flowers”. It never ended with him until it stopped just five months ago when he met his girlfriend. His girlfriend was someone you called introverted and that’s just what he needs, a shy woman for his outgoing personality, plus she was an entire sweetheart and someone you gladly liked your kids to be around.

“ Mom, is this the house? It’s so big for us!”, sapphire said pointing to the house. It was indeed a beautiful, big house. From the opening gate with your last initial on it in pretty, cursive letters to the big, cilo pivot house-door, you knew you made the right choice for your babies.

“ Mommy mommy, I wanna go inside.”, Amethyst yells as she runs past the gate and towards the front door to open it.

“ Do not run, walk! Don’t want you to hurt yourself and then I’ll have to sit in the hospital while my baby get treated.”, You shouted after her, smiling when she actually listened and power walked into the house.

You really hope you three weren't disturbing the neighbors around and didn’t attract any eyes for now, you were dead wrong because Draken was bringing a box out of Mikey’s house and saw the huge moving truck down the street—just five spaces down from Mikey’s big ass house.

Mikey had boxes of Magazines Emma’s own since she was staying at his house while they were fighting. Draken loved Emma but their fights were stupid and frustrating sometimes, however, the fight they’re in is not. He stayed out all night with Mikey and Mitsuya partying because of the celebration of Mikey winning his championship game. Believe him, he wanted to leave around 12 am, but Mikey had other plans like having a race in a vacant parking lot. Nevertheless, he was glad she and his little boy and girl accepted his apology, they were even mad at him.

He stopped with the box in his hand with his mouth opened a bit in awe, you were a gorgeous woman, way too gorgeous and just right for him and Emma, especially Emma who was looking for another sex partner for both of them. You were taking a box out of the moving truck and you could hear your little girls in the house screaming and running around the empty house in excitement. You almost wanted to cry because you came a long way to get to this point right here. Bouncing from jobs to jobs after completing college and then getting an opportunity to become a fashion designer for your own company which has been skyrocketing since your first fashion show. All while going through departure and divorce from your first love, your ex-husband. Let’s not forget about your twin princesses who gave you the world every time they opened their eyes in the morning or whenever they wanna wake up since sapphire likes to sleep until 12 pm.

You didn’t realize you were standing at the back of the truck staring at the other boxes with your eyes wide and watering—you were dazed out until you heard a deep voice, “ Do you need any help? Couldn’t help but notice you moving in.”

You turned to the voice who interrupted your thoughts and smiled at him making his heart beat pick up, “ No, I wouldn’t want to bothe-”

He turned to pick up a box out of the truck, “ I offered and you’re saying you're bothering me, how rude of you.”

You studied his features and noticed he had a tattoo on the side of his hair, black silky hair was pinned up into a man-bun. His eyes were so onyx like but you were afraid if you would look longer at him, you’ll start trying to figure him out like you always do anybody you come across. It was annoying. You gasped once you just now noticed he called you rude, so you called out to him, “ Hey! I’m not rude, just didn’t wanna bother anyone okay? I’m new here, ya know.”

“ I could tell. No one as beautiful as you is around here. My name is Manjirou Sano, what’s yours?”, Another voice says from behind you. You whirled around to look down at a man who was just as beautiful as the other.

You were about to answer but the same man who helped you bring a box in spoke again, “ Mikey, I thought you were meeting up with your brothers?”

Your head went back and forth between the two as they spoke in Japanese in front of you now. You picked up some words like brother and annoying. It seems like the conversation was intense from the way the short one looked up at the taller one. They both held eye contact until they turned to you in the middle of them, the short one speaking again, “ Now that that’s out the way, what’s your name, pretty one?”

He took the box out of your hand smiling at you while you were finally answering him, “ { Reader’s name}, nice to meet you two and thank you so much for helping m-”

“ Mommmm, Amethyst isn’t giving me my tablet, she’s running around the house with it and I don’t want her to droppp itttt.”, Sapphire whined as she stomped out the house.

You looked at the two men with an apologetic look in your eyes and they waved you off, not bothered by your daughter acting like her age at all. You sighed and walked to her with a box in your hand, “ Where is she right now?”

Your daughter led you to Amethyst who was on top of the balcony smiling and laughing until she saw your stern face. She slowly put the tablet down and her smile sequenced with her tablet, both went down. You put down the box not noticing eyes on your full figured body. The body Draken has beat to when he was 19, it’s like all the milf videos he consumed has come to life as he analyzed the curves of your hips and the roundness of your ass. Your boobs were beautiful especially since it seems like they are still full of milk. He would know because Emma’s boobs looked similar to yours when she was pregnant with his child and that was 7 years ago in 2018. Now, Emma’s boobs were heavy with stretch marks on them kinda like yours except yours looked like you gave birth to two people and had to feed two people. He was beginning to feel like an obsessed weirdo and somehow his mind was only offended by the weirdo part.

Mikey was too busy focused on how your body rolls moved whenever you spoke or moved when pointing a finger at the child being scolded right now. He watched as your lips trembled while you spoke almost like you didn’t want to yell at your daughter or perhaps your love for them was too big and it took a lot out of you to yell at your daughter who looked like a cute kicked puppy being yelled at. Mikey almost spoke up for the little girl when he didn’t even know the situation or had anything to do with your family at all. His mind didn’t like the thoughts of growing attached to you, but his heart told another melody. He needed you or needed to be in your life one way or another. Even in the past life with Takemichi, he always wanted someone similar to you with or without kids. A mysterious beauty.

“ Ammy baby, I do not like yelling or scolding you, so can you please promise to be nice to your sister. You’ll be able to have fun with her just wait until I get us settled in and then you could play with your sister, he’ll even run in the backyard all you want just don’t go near the pool area, deal?”, You were now upstairs on the balcony with your daughter, both of you on your knees with a pink out. Your daughter smiled and wrapped her little pinky around your pink, sealing the deal with her speaking, “ Deal mommy, but mommy, can we go get our nails done again? I want light pink with zebra designs again like sapphire has with her star nails.”

You looked at her nails and smiled while nodding your head up and down, “ Okay, but no ac-”

“ No acrylics or press on or long nails at all, I know mom.”, Amethyst says with a big smile on her face. Her chubby cheeks were a cute distraction for you all the time but not this time as your voice grew a bit stern, “ Don’t interrupt me anymore, amethyst.”

Her little “sorry mommy” melted Draken’s heart a little because he remembered his little boy always saying sorry after Emma scolded him, even now while he’s seven. He could take a wild guess and guess your daughters are around his son’s age, maybe even older than him.

You smiled and pinched her cheeks owning a whine from her saying she’s older now but you paid that no mind, “It’s okay… but it’ll have to be when you come back after next week. Remember you have to go with daddy this week, which also means the faster you unpack, the more time we’ll have to get that mirror you wanted and take sapphire to get ice cream.”

“ Okay! We’ll help and stop playing, right Saphhire?”, Your daughter turned to hang her arms over the balcony while looking down at her sister who’s standing with her hands on her hips.

Sapphire narrowed her eyes before nodding her head. You smiled and clapped your hands, “ Okay, we shall be done by 6 pm since it’s 11 right now. Wanna see who can unpack the fastest?”

Sapphire perked up at the question and yelled up at the balcony where you and Amethyst stood, “ Yes! Gonna beat you two anyway. I run track.”

“ Oh please, saphhy, it’s baby track compared to the one we seen on tv, right mom?”, Amethyst said looking up at you.

You waved your hand and stepped back, “ That’s between you two, leave mom out of this one because you already know how she gets when people say that. You picked your battle now you gotta deal with her fact checking you. Sorry, baby girl.”

Amethyst pouted while sapphire was already on her way up the stairs to give her sister a talk and lesson meanwhile you were heading downstairs to the men you almost forgot were in your house.

“ Sorry about that, now where was I? Oh thank you for offering to help, but I think we got it from here, don’t wanna keep you for that long.”, You say while moving past them to walk outside to the truck.

“ Why are you trying to get rid of us so quickly, {reader’s new nickname}?”, Mikey pouts.

You whipped around at the name with confusion on your face, “ { reader’s new nickname}?”

Mikey smiled with his eyes closed at your question while Draken started to speak to you, “ yeah, I think it’s kinda insulting to say that after we just declared we’re here to help you. Besides, we can make it much easier if we invite our friends to join and something tells me they wouldn’t mind. The question is will you?”

You stared at the two and suddenly thought of something, “ hol up’ prior to agreeing to what you said. I need to know who’s moving my things in my house with me and my girls, so what’s your name? I already know your Manjirou, what’s your handsome?”

Draken almost stuttered but caught himself quickly with a small space of ruby hue on his face, “ It’s Ken Ryuguji, nice to meet you.” When your hand was in his, he felt the roughness of your knuckles and the softness on your skin. The feeling of your hand inside of his hand sent an electrical shock feeling inside of himself and he needed to know more about you. You got him to blush just like Emma and Mikey noticed that and saved it inside of his mind to tease Draken about it later.

Your unexpected laugh brought him back out of his daydream/thoughts, “ Nice to meet you as well, Kenny boy.”

Draken wonders if you could see how large his eyes got when you called him that, but your smirk lets him know that you did. Draken covered it up by turning around and taking long steps to your moving truck while Manjirou was on the phone with, you could guess, his friends.

And yes, there were a lot of them participating in moving your things. One guy with lilac hair in a mullet named Mitsuya and his friend with his blue hair in a haircut were great at getting your kids to focus on moving their boxes upstairs on the balcony by racing or in your words pacing with them. Another pair of guys, one with long hair and yellow highlights tied in a man bun and one with black hair down to his ears, were steering a guy with long, black hair and blue highlights in his hair away from you. You learned that they’re names were Kazutora, Chifuyu, and Baji, respectively. You suspect that these three are gonna be trouble for you, mainly baji. Oh how right you are…

A guy named Hanma wasn’t even helping just trying to get you to be his “ sexy vixen” for his photos to which earned him an insult and eye roll from Kisaki, a man that held elegance and if you looked in his eyes long enough, when he shook your hand when Manjirou first introduced you to him, you thought you seen hidden desires and mystery you could easily unsolve if you stared him into the eyes any longer. So you quickly broke eye contact with him.

You laughed at, who you learned are, Pah-chin and Peh arguing over one box, pulling it like a tug-of-war rope, it was funny but angry just ended up taking the box from them with Kakucho and his twin brother, Smiley, at his side. You were progressing greatly with unloading the truck but you also felt multiple eyes on different parts of your body. It was a lot of people here helping you so you could understand the eyes but it felt like some eyes you couldn’t shake off and when you felt a hard stare on you, you turned to see a white haired man with tan skin staring you down and he didn’t even blink while he stared at you. It was creepy and you were glad you were now grabbing the last box before another man with blue and blonde hair in a mullet helped you close the truck with his brother beside him.

You were so glad you were done by 6:45 pm because now you could take your daughters on their promised trips but first you wanted to thank the men that came to help you and your girls move your boxes inside. You didn’t particularly know why you allowed them all to help you, but they seemed to really want to help and plus maybe it’s a sign for something far greater to be bloomed. It was a gut feeling you were leaning on.

Your girls were now pushing their boxes into their rooms while you were on your way out the house.

Meanwhile, Draken and the rest were coming up with a plan to see you again. Chifuyu put his finger on his chin, “ what if we just show her around Tokyo one by one.”

“ How would we do that genius, we don’t live around here, only one who does is mi- that’s it, the key is Mikey’s house.”, Baji says to the other men around him.

Mikey shook his head and waved his hand in a ‘no’ motion, “ No, not possible. Need privacy, I mean it’s already bad enough seeing Baji and Hanma every other day drinking my juice without my permission.” He finished off his statement while glaring at the two men who shivered from his infamous glare.

“ She’s such a damn babe man ♡,why wouldn’t you like to see us win with her?!”, Hanma exaggerates, throwing his hands up.

Ran spoke next, “ She’s too good to be true. Almost too good. Perfect chubby body of hers, just want to palm every rumple and lump on her body, want her to scream my name. Fuck that I might even impr-”

Mochi interrupted him, “ Dude, you just met the woman, at least take her out or something. This is why women like her needs real men like m-”

“ Fuck no, she needs me because at least I’m good with kids, the orphanages proves that.”, Rindou says with a toothpick in his mouth.

“We’ve all participated in that Izana’s orphanage and were good with the kids so that’s debatable. Besides, the others haven’t even met her yet.”, Muto says next as he leans on his bike with his arms folded.

“ Sanzu should’ve been here then, so stop bringing that airhead up.”, Ran finishes.

You walk out to see all the men are either on their motorcycles or standing talking to another on their motorcycles. Your shoes were replaced with your pink heels which combined to your outfit of a pink, sleeveless top with dark blue jeans. Your sunglasses that were on your head were now on top of your sleeveless top. Each one of their eyes were now on you and they were analyzing every detail about you. From your walk they found attractive to your hair in a hairstyle you had, they even paid attention to the way your body bounced as you walked, specifically your tits.

“ I just wanted to thank you all for coming here to help me and my girls, hopefully we’ll see eachother agai-”, you say before feeling a hand grab yours, bringing it to his mouth.

You felt a small, wet kiss on your hand black hair with blue highlights falling in front of his face a little bit, “ You will see us again, after all Mikey and I are you neighbors.”

“ Mikey and I?”, Mikey asks, repeating what Baji said in confusion and frustration.

“ That explains why Kenny boy appeared out of nowhere.”, You say smirking when you see his face frown up because of your nickname.

“ Don’t call me that in front of them.”, Draken said with authority, balancing shyness in his tone. You laughed at his face, “ My bad would you like to hear me say it in private.”

Draken ears got red and he turned his head from your pretty eyes scoping out his face for his reaction to you baiting him, well. Too well especially when that comment made the other men's eyes wider and mouths drop into big and little o’s.

“ Anyways.”, you walked up to Mikey, who was eye level to your breast as of now and he was damn sure enjoying the view too. “ phone.”, you say as your manicured hand was held out towards him.

He had a confused expression on his face as he dug into his back pocket for his phone, now holding eye contact with you as you stared at him. He unlocked his phone and placed his phone in your hand— taking that as a go, you scrolled and found the phone app to put your number in his phone. Placing it back into his hand, “ Call me anytime you want, we’re neighbors now Manjirou. As for the rest of you, is there anyway I could re-”

“ Pssh, you do not have to pay us. Think of this as the start of a great thing, miss { reader’s last name}. It was very nice to meet you and I think that’s more than enough for many of us. So no payment.”, Kakucho says while starting up his motorcycle like the rest of them.

“ Is anyone gonna let me finish my sentences around here?”, You yelled as they were riding off. Mikey walked back to his house and Draken followed because his car was in front of his house. They were gonna continue until Mikey turned back to you with a big smile on his face, “ Nope. Plus that was a question!”

You laughed as he yelled back at you as the motorcycles rode off into the orange sunset. You had a feeling this wasn’t gonna be your last time seeing them. You heard your twins file out the house calling your name with their little jackets on them, ready to go on your small adventure before their dad came and got them for his week.

☆ᩧ Draken and Emma ୨ ♡l

It’s been two months now and You and Draken hung out with each other a lot more than mikey especially because it’s their off season for their joint career. He told you all about his kid and wife which led to playdates with each of your children.

The playdates then led to meeting Emma who just got home from her trip with a woman named Hina. To say Emma wasn’t interested would be a lie because the way she held your plush body against her petite one was far too long and Draken knew from her famous wink and smile at him that he brought the perfect woman over to fulfill their desires.

From the way your tits sit in your light pink, ballerina wrap sweater and your hips looked in your blue jeans— hugging your wide hips tightly in the right places. You didn’t care about your tummy spilling over your pants which only added to your sexiness. You looked expensive and smelled expensive and yummy with your perfume following you everywhere you moved. They both thought as they eyed you while you were over for lunch— this time without the kids.

Coming to lunch with Draken and Emma was a normal thing, you lying underneath her as Draken was thrusting into your melting mouth was a different thing. A new thing— yet you and them loved this new thing because your moan-gargles were the highlight of both of their evenings and the fact that your pussy was getting sticky and wet from Emma was enough for you. Draken’s cock inside of your mouth was the plus.

“ Oh God! I haven’t had this much fun since Hina babe, Aah~.”, Emma moans as her slick covered yours— she sat her wet, pink pussy on top of yours and rose up to heaven because of how wet you were too. Your pussy was so much fatter than hers and she wanted to bury her face in it later.

“ Oh fuck, just like that, flick your tongue just like that pretty girl.”, Draken moans as he grips your hairstyle into a knot. Your tongue was flicking right and left his cock where his little vein lay, you knew that would break him since you used to do it with your husband. And believe me, he broke so much that he couldn’t talk to you for a day from embarrassment.

“ mmm, I cwn’t I cwn’t, mmmghhuhhh.”, Your moans were gargled and blocked by Draken thick cock going in and out of your mouth, the faster he went, the more the stretch burned the sides of your mouth. Emma went slower at rubbing her clit on top of yours— her hips were so tiny and round underneath your hands as you held her trying to make her go faster, sadly she didn’t listen. In fact, she loved the tears by building up in your eyes from the mouth penetration from her husband and the teasing she was doing as she performed scissoring against you. One of her pale creamy legs was in between your sorrel, thick thighs as she held onto your leg that she lifted up to a better position and held herself up. Emma was in love with the way both of your pussy’s made cute noises. Fuck it, they had to keep you for themselves. She’s gonna talk to Draken about it.

Speaking of Draken, he was too busy wrapping his hand tight around your throat, feeling his dick against your neck, the dick print caused him to become animalistic. His balls were now slapping against your forehead and it was a feel-good hurt. That wasn’t even summing up how brutal his pace was in your throat. Somehow it was too brutal, like the just right brutal and you loved it. “ Shit her throat is melting my dick, it’s like her throat is a predator clenching its teeth into a prey, so tight and wet. I could imagine that’s how her pussy feels right ems’?”

“Mmmphhh, fuck babe keep talking like that, I’m close but before you do, yes her pussy feels so good against mine. So wet and sticky, think I felt her clit, uhhghh Drakennn, h-her clit twitched which means she’s either about to cream or squirt. I’m betting on squirting. A shopping spree and another day with her on my end of the deal, what’s yours?”, Emma says as she starts speeding up by rocking her hips forwards and backwards in a riding motion that Draken loves when she’s on top of him. He was too mesmerized by her tits moving back and forth and your whines and moans vibrating his cock was not helping. Emma didn’t even want an answer because she was too lost in your pussy juices mixing with hers almost too perfectly. Your clit vibrated against hers and suddenly she felt a wet substance gush out of your pussy with your loud moans vibrating and engulfed by your own spit against Draken’s cock. All three of you screamed out or groaned especially when you swiped your tongue under his vein one last time.

Emma groped your right tit with her right hand and brought your hand to grope her left tit with your left hand. Her pussy was creaming against yours and yours was squirting against hers which means the substance was turning white and creamy. “ Dr-drakennnn! {reader’s nameeee}, I’m cummin’”

Draken’s hand reached between you two to feel both of your wetness and brought his hands to his mouth as his cock was parked inside of your mouth, lumping his cum into you nonstop, “ so fucking good, need you to swallow all of it, ya hear me? Wanna’ fuck you and my wife while you two lay on top of eachother but first I need you to take all of my load, fu-uuhhh-ck, so hot and sexy.” He was looking at Emma and then peered down at you with your face covered in mascara and spit dripping down your face from his rough face fucking. Yeah, he was definitely gonna give you and Emma a prize and you’ll be a fine third in their relationship, especially since your children seem to get along well with theirs.

☆ᩧ Takemichi and Hina ୨ ♡l

Hina and Takemichi were looking for a person to fulfill both of their desires at once so when Emma told Hina about you and her time with one another, Hina was intrigued on meeting you, so when she did, she was stunned. Takemichi was definitely gonna love you because you’re exactly the epitome of his browser history and you are literally the woman described in his dream he told her about. He was so into Milfs so you were perfect and she was into hot older women so you were perfect.

Meeting Takemichi after Hina was something you’ll never forget especially when he blurted out “ Hot” when he saw you just for Hina to enclose her hand over his mouth, apologizing profusely to you in the act of saving you from possibly chewing up takemichi. She let out a sigh of relief when you just smiled at the two.

Once they both got to meet you, they started to hang around you a lot for a month, Draken and Emma hung out too but Takemichi and Hina were clingier to you, it was a weird but good feeling. The feeling of you being wanted was something you haven’t had in a long time towards you so why not indulge in it with another couple. Remember no strings attached to your little affairs; a note you made to yourself.

Reasons why you were rolling your hips on top of Takemichi snatching all of his moans from him with a sealed kiss each time he let out a squeaky moan. Your hands were flat against your bed and your boobs were happily bouncing in his face causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head, “mmmhh fuck Mitchy, you’re dick is stretching me open. Is this what you take every night little Hina?” Once your head turned to her Hina moaned even more louder as she watched you continue to roll your ass in a slow circle, taking his dick in and out of your clenching hole. She always wanted to see someone else fucking Takemichi while she watched or joined, last time it was Emma since they decided on swinging that one unforgettable night after planning that for years.

She reached down to rub herself through her panties as she watched you wait for your answer and once she didn’t give you one, you slammed your ass on Takemitchy’s sensitive cock, taking him deeper inside while still holding eye contact with Hina, “ I don’t like to repeat questions, pretty one. Now answer my question or would you like your husband to pay the price by expanding his overstimulation time, limits are only for good boys and girls, especially if they’re married to each other because remember, Ahh fuck, remember you guys are one, so what ever you do will effect the other one.” Takemitchy couldn’t take your pussy swallowing his cock so deliciously and came inside of you surprising you a little. Hina was even surprised but luckily she was even more turned on because she never would’ve guessed she’d be into sharing as much as she is right now. Maybe it’s because she wanted you too.

Takemichi clenched the sheets with a tight grip pleading for mercy, “ Please.. please, I can’t. Oh god, Hina please answer her baby. Ahhn shit, she feels so hot and perfect.” Hina now had her fingers inside of her squelching pussy not caring about anything but the way you demanded an answer from her, fuck she was in love with your dominance, “ I-I’m sorry, yes yes I take all his cock every night, can I please touch you or you touch me? I don’t care I just want your attention~”

You laughed and used two fingers in a come here motion to her which immediately made her stand up and come next to you— grabbing her chin tightly, you smiled at her, “ Touch yourself Hina, touch yourself while you kiss me as I fuck your husband like the dirty man he is. I got a feeling you want to see him cry just like me, isn't that right Hina?” She nodded her head and placed her lips on yours savoring the taste of your pink flavored lip gloss on your lips, although the flavor lasted longer than the gloss though. Hina reached to play with her clit in between her index finger and middle finger- whimpering in identical Rhythm with her husband who’s panting and crying with big tears rolling down his ruby flushed face, “ wan’ more! Need more miss {reader’s name}.”

“ Really now? Stand in front of me, on the bed. Latch onto my shoulders if you have to.” You looked down and smirked at Takemichi before lifting all the way up, his cock finally getting the rest it needed. Relief only washed over him for a quick second because now you were pushing his cock back and forth on your clit and vagina hole, it’s like you were teasing him too damn much and he knew he was gonna burst any minute especially from the water erupting from your pussy causing you to shake a little— letting go of his cock because of your pussy starting to squirt even more as you continued rubbing your pussy on his dick.

“ Shit Hina, {reader’s name}, I wanna cum. Wanna cum so bad. Can I cum please? Please.”, Takemichi moaned as his head flew back against the pillow. Takemitchy looked so pretty in your eyes as his sweat rolled down his face connecting with the fat tears pouring down his eyes, his slender chest lifting up and down and perky nipples red with bites from you and Hina prior to this session now. Wonderfully, something even more prettier was in your face now: Hina’s wet pink but slightly tan pussy. You looked up at her as you stuck your tongue out ready for her to ride your tongue. This just reminds you of you and your husband swinger days, oh how you missed experimenting with your ex-husband.

Hina threw her strawberry blonde hair back as her head snapped back in pure carnality of your thick, wet muscle swiping across her pussy. You hummed in delight before reaching up to grab her hips and shoved her pussy into your face— latching your lips on her clit during the time of her small, delicate hands holding tightly onto your head, raising one leg up on your shoulder to give you better access, “ Fuck, this feels soooo goodahhh, keep licking me like that miss {reader’s name}.” You gladly obliged to her small demand and flicked your o this faster over her clit making sure to apply a little pressure on her clit by the heaviness of your tongue. She tasted so damn natural and good, pussy was something you loved eating and appreciating when it comes to women, she was the woman who’s pussy you’ll come back to for thirds, fuck seconds.

Takemichi was cross eyed now at the time of small spit strings appearing and disappearing whenever he opened and closed his mouth, panting out wanton moans and whimpers when you finally reached down to skillfully place him back inside of you. You loved the feeling of his cock jumping inside of you as his and your juices mixed together started to drip down his balls and onto the bed. He felt so sticky and he didn’t care. This was his first time cumming back to back and it’s all because of you. You were Overstimulating him and his wife especially with the way your tongue flicked against his wife’s pussy. He couldn’t think about nothing as he heard Hina’s pretty moans and the slurping and wet sounds you were producing by your mouth and pussy. This was the best he had and he’s pretty sure Hina thinks the same because of the way she’s thrusting her small hips up and down— shaking as she approached another orgasm. “ mmm, God, I wanna do this again, Hina. Shit.”

☆ᩧ Mitsuya Takashi ୨ ♡l

Mitsuya was in love with hanging out with you and your kids. They reminded him of his little sisters from when they were that age. The way they act, argue, and etc. was similar to Luna and Mana. He loves watching you be a good parent to them and them coming to confide in you about anything like the other day when Saphhire asked “what’s it like to be friends with someone you just met” when referring to her own friendship with someone at school and your own with Mitsuya and the others.

She even asked Mitsuya the same question and a question about his life, not too nosy, just a curious baby girl and he happily answered them, which gave the go to Amethyst to ask him questions too. They were slowly making their way into his heart just like you were.

Mitsuya loved being around you and watching you smile and light up at things you loved to speak about or indulge in. Every since you told him about your fashion designing career taking off, he’s been asking you to chime in on his own pieces so that’s why he invited you to his shop, which was a mistake because when he saw your dolce & gabbana leopard print dress clenching to your pretty full-figure and your black pumps, his pants grew tighter and he couldn’t focus.

Mitsuya couldn’t help but to place his hands on your hips as your ass was slightly bent over as you helped him with his patterns for his dress he was designing for his upcoming fashion show in Osaka. His hands felt like they belonged on your waist as he rested his chin on your shoulders to see what you were doing and you were doing the peacock design so perfectly, more perfect than what he had in his mind. He breathed in your expensive scent and sighed prior to trailing his large hands over the paunchy skin poking out your dress at your sides and down to your ass rubbing it. “ Remember what I said I wanted to do to you after our date? Wanna take you right here and now as you focus on helping to design my dress you’re wearing in my fashion show. Will you mess it up or will you finish off well?” Once you turned your head to look at him with a full blown lust in your eyes, he knew he had you wrapped around his finger now, especially with your next words, “ Please take me. Wanted you ever since our second date.”

With that, Mitsuya had your dress hiked up around your waist whilst pounding inside of your cunt, “ Fuck, you’re so sexy, my love. Want to fuck you every day of my life, don’t care how old you are. Want you forever now.” He felt you shake as your ass bounced against him every time he thrusted into you. The ripples from your ass plus the sexy leopard print on your body was causing him to have a feeling in his chest he couldn’t describe. He found the print he was going to fuck you in everyday in his life, for the future with you too. The print he was going to design with just to fuck and make love to you in. The print he was fucking you in now.

You stopped using the pen with blue markings for the peacock patterns because of Mitsuya twirling his hips as he snapped his hips forward, “ Yes, yes, mmmgh, god, your dick is fucking me so good right now.” You tried to go back to printing in the peacock pattern in the dress and you almost fucked up due to Takashi massaging your tits with both of his hands on each boob now, “ Takashiii, I can’t do it. I can’t focus while you’re, mmmhh, fucking me. But I don’t want you to stop.”

Mitsuya smirked before grabbing the pen out your hand—throwing it somewhere afore taking you away from the curvy Manikin that was creepily modeled after your body, too bad you were too busy getting fucked as you walked to his desk. Mitsuya couldn’t missed the opportunity of fucking into you at the angle your body was making right now. Your back was to his chest as you two walked step by step to the desk, your designer heels clicking against the floor with every step you two took. He slammed inside of you, fast and long were what his strokes felt like. Mitsuya was stuffing you full of dick, not letting up when you reached back to move your hand to his stomach pushing on it only to get your hands locked into both of his hands, “ fuck no, sunshine, you’re not getting away after all the stroking of my leg under the dinner table or the taunting you were doing by saying I can’t handle a woman you’re age as if you didn’t fuck Draken or Takemitchy, you play around a lot, love. Lemme show you what the other twin dragon could do.”

It was obvious he was a bit jealous you fucked Draken first but his jealousy was short lived when you said, “ I only got my mind on you right now mitsyy, you’re fucking me right now not them so show me what the other twin dragon can do, the one I really want.” You should’ve never moaned those words because Mitsuya was now holding your head down on the table with one hand and the other one was still holding your hands together alluding to a rope of his own, “ fuck, sunshine, you can’t say words like that. Fucking hell.” Mitsuya's eyes rolled to the back of his head as your pussy wrapped around his wet dick like a blue rubber glove sticking to your skin when you put them in water.

He moved his hand off your hand to let it join his other hand holding your hand when he suddenly heard you moan loudly as you whined and cried with your face on his desk, “ M’cummin, M’cummin right now. Kashiii, it feels like my stomach is snapping, ahhhnnn.” Mitsuya felt his shoes get heavy and wet making him stop to look down seeing you squirting on his cock and his designer shoe, some of the liquid landing on the floor. If you would’ve looked back at Mitsuya, you would’ve seen his wide smile and wild eyes full of shine because he found his new obsessions about you— the new obsession was joining his other details about you he was obsessed with.

“ That’s right, baby. Squirt on my cock just like that.”, Mitsuya says, still pushing his cock inside of you, not caring if tears were pouring down your eyes because of the overstimulation you were getting. You wondered if this is what Takemichi felt like. This was hell and pleasure at the same time. Takashi's eyes rolled and mouth opened to spurt out moans at the feeling of your ass throwing back against his pelvis creating powerful smacking sounds inside of his studio, which was closed as soon as he switched the sign off. He felt himself about to cum and couldn’t hold your hands back anymore, he needed to hold your body tight as you cum on his cock. He wanted to cum inside of you, not knowing if you’re on birth control or not— he doesn’t even care if you were or not, time for him to have a child anyways.

Mitsuya grabbed your stomach through your dress and pulled you up while you were still in your heels towering over him a little, yet he didn’t care. He just needed to see you cum undone again, luckily his mirror was behind his chair and he stared straight ahead watching your face expressions change multiple times in sequence with his thrusts too. Soon as he snapped his hips against your ass making a big clap sound, his stomach knot came undone and he came right inside of you with a loud moan following, “ Fuck yes. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect girl. My fucking girl.” He was babbling and you squirted out his white cum which essentially got mixed with his cum so now you were squirting out white juices as you broke inside of his arms. You tried to escape off his cock and out of his arms, but he didn’t budge not once even if he was growing a bit weak at the moment, “ You’re not going anywhere so just relax, sunshine. Kissing your forehead to finish off his sentence just right.

“ Yo, Mitsuya, you managed to bag a Milf huh?”

☆ᩧ Taiju Shiba & South Terano ୨ ♡l

Taiju walked into Mitsuya studio right on time—seeing you bent over the table with your heels glued to the floor and dress melting in your skin because of the sweat dancing across your body was everything he needed to see to get hooked on you as well. He didn’t even like when Mitsuya hurried to cover you up with his jacket by the chair on the left of him. He wanted to see you even more.

Luckily, He finally got to see you in his restaurant with two friends from your old neighborhood accompanying you at the dinner to discuss everything in your life from your kids to your sex lives. Taiju was viewing the way your lips were moving from where he stands on the balcony above, he was listening to South speak but watching you intensely. South was a person he wouldn’t consider a friend but is very much a friend in other people's eyes. He was back from Ireland because of a match over there and was gloating about his championship win, yet again.

South felt like Taiju wasn’t listening and stopped talking to walk bedside Taiju looking down at you. South followed his gaze and saw you laughing about your friend telling you a story about how the men she fucked was a slug as he fucked her. South smirked and made his way down to you and when he got to you he interrupted the conversation and introduced himself. Taiju vein appeared in his forehead as he watched South spit his pathetic game on you. Taiju knew it wasn’t gonna work until he saw you writing down your number before raising a class at him as you gave your number to South, who didn’t notice the way you were staring up at Taiju.

You felt like you were being a slut but you were divorced for years and celibate for two years after, you needed this and that was your excuse besides you were still young in mother years so why not indulge in your fantasies and save your 40s for sitting down again. Your 20s were stolen from you by your ex husband so now you’re reliving them. You haven’t felt this feeling since your swinging days. You were always private about your life that people didn’t expect that or this act from you until they actually knew you. Yet, You never would’ve thought that these two would get you the first night of meeting them because now you’re in South’s black 2024 Chevrolet convertible bouncing on South’s cock at the back of Taiju’s restaurant with Taiju leaning on the car, smoking a cigar, “ Hurry the fuck up, South. I want her spreaded on this ugly ass car of yours.”

“ Shut the fuck up, this pussy is too good and tight for me to have to cum to your annoying ass voice in the background, so shut up!” South slapped your ass before grabbing it with his large ass hands, his cold rings on his fingers were a contrast with your skin as he lifted you up and down. “ Fuck yes, baby! Fucking tight for an old bitch like yourself, Mmgh fuck, color me impressed. Pussy is swallowing my dick like it’s a mouth. Fuck yeah!”

You were too drunk off how deep his thick cock was inside of you that you couldn’t even hear half of the words he was saying, plus your moans were growing louder and louder, “ Aaahn, it’s so damn deep, fu-uhhhmmm, I think I’m close.” Your hands came up to his neck as you wiggles your ass before riding him up and down to chase your own orgasm, “ Ahhh yes, dick, your dick is so fucking, hnnhahhh. Keep fucking me, South.” A slap to your ass and his head flying back against his seats indicated that he’s in pure rhapsody, basking in the feeling of your pussy taking him like no other woman his age could, the late 20s women couldn’t take all of his dick even if they tried. He’s now hooked on you and he doesn't plan on letting you go but for now, he got to because Taiju’s right here.

Taiju watched your movements whilst riding South’s cock like you were on a bull ride, your dress was up and gave him a perfect view of your ass he couldn’t stop staring at or fantasizing about since he saw it when you fucked Mitsuya. He exhaled the smoke building up in his throat— his yellow eyes watching the car move up and down as you two bounced even more faster due to South’s intense grip on your ass lifting it up and down like you were a pocket pussy of his. South didn’t care about your weight, he wasn’t a heavy weight champion for nothing so don’t underestimate him, “ Shit baby, I could feel your pussy shaping to my cock and now you’re about to cum aren’t you?” Taiju watched you babble out your words to the point they were coming out slurred. You couldn’t speak when South’s cock was reaching places you haven’t felt in a long time, thanks to his right- curved dick.

Taiju smirked at your head flying back as your arms were going limp meanwhile South wrapped his muscular arms around your waist still moving you up and down despite you going limp and mind fucked, some drool was even trailing down your mouth because of your head being back and your mouth open releasing now muffled screams in Taiju’s hand clamped over your mouth, “ Shit, she’s a creamer and screamer, can’t forget a squirter too.” South squeezed his eyes shut followed by a loud groan escaping his mouth, he came into the condom that was pathetically wrapped around his cock, “ Really now? Let’s see if I could—”

“ Fuck no. It’s my turn now give her to me.”, Taiju opened the car door and lifted you up into his arms to walk you to the hood of South’s car. “ You’re okay, little strawberry?” You nodded your head sluggishly, “ m’not done but yes I’m okay now fuck me.” Taiju hummed and unbuckled his pants to free his hard, aching cock onto your wet pussy— legs cocked open revealing the most prettiest pussy he ever seen, “ Fuck, she’s so pretty covered in your wetness.” To get his point across even more, he slid his index finger over your pussy to hold it up to your mouth, “ See how sticky she is, gonna make this pussy mine tonight.”

Taiju was a man of a few words but whenever he did speak, his words were absolute because his cock was driving you crazy as he fucked you on top of the car you’re desperately trying to hold on to. His hips smacked into yours, not giving a damn if people heard the loud smacking noises your bodies created as they slapped into each other. Each time he fucked into you, the car rocked with South chuckling in the back seat with his phone in his hand, he was on the phone with Mikey asking him if he’s up for fighting in benkei’s gym with him. Taiju paid no attention to his loud voice because of your moans drowning out South’s annoying voice, “ nngh! Wanna cum, wanna cu-uhnmmm.”

“ Cum on my dick, strawberry. Make a mess of my cock baby. Need that pussy squirting and creaming on me. Come on, I know you could give me what I want. Fuck!”, Taiju groaned as he leaned over you with his chin on your head while one of his hands were on your head and another one was on your thighs— printing his hand into your thigh from how tight he was gripping the fat of your thigh. Nothing but his chest was in your view and you loved it even if he had his white dress shirt on. Once his cock started to make its way to kiss your cervix you were glad you came before that because you knew that would’ve hurt you if he ended up kissing it. Taiju stopped and came inside of you when you came on his cock causing him to dent South’s hood by how hard he banged his falling hand from your head on it. Both of your moans and groans plus South vulgar language in all three languages he speaks fluently in were heard due to the effect of Taiju fucking up his car. Your friends weren’t even thought about as your squirting came out in white and clear water because of his cum and your cream mixed together.

“ Oh shut the fuck up, I’ll fix it.”

☆ᩧ Tokyo Manji Gang ୨ ♡l

Your kids were growing a little bigger as the months flew by. It's now April and when you moved to Tokyo it was in the middle of January. They formed bonds with Emma’s son and the men you formed relations with. So when your babies were over for their week, you loved spending time with them and the men and women who stop by your house. Mikey and Amethyst always got into it over the dorayaki he got her hooked on by bringing them over and asking if you could make some from scratch. Sapphire loved riding on Hanma’s or Mochi’s neck or backs. During your week with them, it was nothing but fun and extraordinary things happening, reasons why they plan on getting their dad to move across or next to you, on the other side .

They love when it’s your week because you're the most fun out of the two. You were a little strict when needed but they knew to get their acts together quickly. They loved the house, friends, and most of all, you. So whenever they have to leave, like now, they always get a little sad until Kazutora- who you met at his pet shop- promised to show them the baby bobcat they recently placed in their pet shop. Instantly brighten up their faces, you whispered a thank you to him as he and Chifuyu hugged your baby dolls.

You’ve recently been getting so down and sad whenever they leave and this was one of the moments that the Toman crew got to witness with their own eyes, it was almost sad with how moppy you became, but when Mikey came up with a plan every piece of sympathy escaped the men as they came up with a plan to get your smile or cheeks brightened again, a great plan considering the way your mid-thigh, purple sundress sat on your figure just right with your light purple Steve Madden strap heels to match.

Sex and comfort was Mikey’s plan and it was working as he watched Kazutora and Baji lick your pussy at the same time, tongues knocking into each other several times as you tongue fucked you and hakkai kissing your lips to stop your moans from getting any louder not that they minded. He watched as Draken and Mitsuya spoke about their plans with the vacation getaway they were planning, but Manjirou wasn’t paying attention or going if you’re not. He wanted you there, so that’s why he thought this master plan of his was actually smart. As soon as you started to kiss Mikey before this current situation, you forgot what you were sad about. Your emotions didn’t exactly flip right then and there, after all it took Mikey whispering sweet sayings to you as he and Sanzu laid you down.

“ She’s such a loud moaner, wanna see if we can make her scream?”, Nahoya says to his brother Souya as a bet between them until Hanma decided to join in their conversation, “ 10 yen if I make her scream?” You couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation because baji’s tonhue ring was vibrating against your clit and you couldn’t hear anything but that, well at least you thought you could hear the vibrations from the momentum of his tongue flicking up and down your clit in a long oval taking in the beauty of pussy eating right in front of his eyes. Kazutora and, now, Chifuyu watched with gleaming eyes at how your body squirmed under their holds as Keisuke fucked his tongue piercing all over your pussy. The slurping sounds got louder as he proudly stuffed his face back in your pussy, not letting up even if you thrashed around with loud muffled moans contributing to your brain becoming mushy.

“ Fuck, she’s so fucking volumptous every where, even her pussy is volumptous, wan’ my turn too so Keisuke hurry the hell up!”, Pah chin says forgetting about Yuki for a moment until he heard her voice on the other side of the phone telling him to hold the phone up straight so she could see. She was too busy out with Senju and Yuzuha so she couldn’t participate with all the men of Toman like that but luckily Pah-chin was ever so the loving husband— deciding to FaceTime her so her and the girls could see what they were missing. Keisuke felt your fingers in his hair, yanking and pulling on his ponytail eagerly trying to get yourself off faster and he wasn’t having it, so he stopped and smirked at your head rising up from the sofa in hurt and confusion.

“ Sorry princess, can’t let you cum so fast yet, need you whining on our cocks begging to cum over and over again”, Keisuke says as he rises up from his knees.

Mitsuya chuckled before pitching in himself, “ She’s so damn beautiful when she cums, her little lip bite she does before screaming out will always get me going.”

Draken laughed and nodded his head in agreement while Takemichi blushed as he looked at you with your brown nipples out and your sundress bunched up on your tummy—your pussy was on full display. Your pussy was the prettiest he's ever seen, especially with someone who’s hairy, not bush wise yet not that he wouldn’t or they wouldn’t mind but it looks like it’s growing hair on it. “ She’s so beautiful.” A hand was placed on his shoulder as Takemichi stared at your body lifting up and down due to the oxygen you let in and out, “ Easy, we’re just getting started Takemichi.” Kisaki, a man Takemichi would’ve never thought he’d befriend but here we are. The final timeline was something he hardly discussed with anyone other than Mikey and possibly Chifuyu, he so badly wanted to say that you weren’t a part of the final timeline but damn you were a fine ass edition so why would he worry or complain.

Indeed it was the beginning because after Pah and Pey both took turns spitting on your pussy and eating you out, the twins were now fucking you while Sanzu had his cock in your mouth. You didn’t care about anything except getting fucked without any mercy from nahoya and mercy from Souya, they were ying and yin while fucking into both ends, courtesy to Draken for using his fingers to prep your ass to take Nahoya’s thick 7 inch cock. Your gags and moans were music to everyone’s ear, especially the man who’s holding your head as he fucked into your mouth while your body was stuck in between Angry and Smiley. “ Fuck, she’s a fucking pro at taking and sucking dick. Toman’s little fuck doll.”, Sanzu moaned as he threw his head back.

“ More like Toman’s pretty little Milf, fuck, I wonder what the others would say once they found out she’s milked almost everyone in this room by now. Such a naughty older slut we got our fingers on and in boys.”, Hanma boasts with a loud laugh following making the others roll their eyes at his foolishness. Once they heard the loud slapping and choking noises coming from them fucking into your body, they knew the only thing on your mind was the word dick and they were right. It was like an repeated echo in your mind because of how fucked your mind was. Soon after them though, Kisaki and Hanma both got a turn and you couldn’t take Hanma’s cock in your pussy, he was possibly the largest out of everyone but not larger than south and Taiju whom you had before. His big hands were imprinted on your thighs as he held you up, fucking you against the edge of the table, creaks of it scrapping the floor as he fucked his cum into you. The same cum Kisaki slurped out of you before spitting it back on your pussy and devouring you, “ Too much. Too much. Ahhn.” Your moans were music to Kisaki’s ears.

you managed to still hold on for Mikey’s and the Baji trio. Mikey has his cock in your pussy now and Baji had his cock in your ass at the same time of you switching between Chifuyu and Kazutora, either sucking their cocks or giving them handjobs. Mikey groaned as he felt your pussy tightly clench onto him as he sloppily thrusts his hips forward and backwards, him and Baji moving at different paces torturing your pussy and ass, “ Fuck yeah, bunny. So fucking good for me and my friends aren’t you? Wanna know something, my brothers gonna be pissed I got you first, even my older brother who I- fuck! You’re milking my cock so well- I talk about you to. Good luck dealing with both, my chubby bunny. Now cum f’me.” And indeed you came especially hearing how his entire family wanted you. Your body shaking and creaming on their cocks made the men chuckle and moan in delight.

☆ᩧ Yokohama Tenjiku Gang l ୨ ♡l

Izana got word from his little brother bragging about how good you treated him and his friends. He didn’t like it one bit so he ended up inviting you over to his house to teach him how to bake your famous peach cobbler you made for him when you cooked dinner that one Sunday before your kids went to their dad. He remembered getting to know you even more as you told stories about your little family and where you all were from and etc.

He remembered that night, might even got it tattooed in his mind because he remembered your outfit you wore for the lots of them. Appropriate around your children but still somewhat inappropriate around them from the way it fits your body just right. He noticed all your clothes fit your body, that’s when a light bulb came to his head and he remembered you saying you design or tailor pieces of clothing yourself.

So when he invited you over to his house to make your famous peach cobbler, he or his friends weren’t expecting to see you dressed like you were walking the runway. With a pink and black spaghetti strap dress on and black and black custom made La Parfait heels with pink frills on them, Mochi was the first to ask why you were so dressed up. Neither one of them liked your answer because who were you going on a date with?! It wasn’t anyone from Toman, considering Koko asked the questions related to them and Toman, so who?

Too bad, you couldn’t tell them because A). They didn’t want to actually know and the peach cobbler was abandoned as soon as you mentioned the man you met two months ago, Keizo Arashi. The way that you gloat about him when meeting him in his gym for the first time, pisses half of them off so that led to you being split open by Izana's large cock. His cock was a cock you never wanted to let go of, which is why it gripped which made him release a hiss— slapping your heavy tits repeatedly, “ You really think I’m gonna let you go out with my brother’s friend when I could do more for you than he ever could, no matter if I’m 30. We are only seven years apart baby, don’t piss me off Mahal.”

You felt like your tits were gonna be sore after he and the Haitanis’ get done with them. They’re mouths were glued to each tit after he slapped them. Rindou’s tongue ring was enough to make you whimper and moan while grabbing his blue and yellow mullet without a care in the world. Ran’s mouth was the total opposite of how Rindou made you feel but you still loved him sucking on your tit until milk suddenly leaked out causing him to happily suck on your bouncing tit even more. Ran moaned in delight as he sucked out the milk of your tits, “ Still lactating after all these years, baby doll. Everyday I become more obsessed with you”. You tried to push him off in embarassment, but Izana grabbed your hands in his pulling them down to your stomach as he fucked into you missionary style, “ no, no, it’s so embarrassing but feel so go-ouuuuhhdah.”

“ Good. Be embarrassed, the more humiliated you are, the more your pussy grips my cock just perfect, pretty baby. You’re such a pretty slut who loves to put on a fake persona, aren’t you?”, Izana asks as he snaps his hips into your thighs. Before you could wail out your answer, a presence clouded around you whilst squinting your eyes, “ Mind if I fuck your mouth like the whore that you are.” Your pussy spasms on Izana’s cock making him moan as his white curly hair stuck to his face as it ran with the sweat forming on his forehead, “ Shit! This cougar pussy loves to be degraded, yeah.” Mochi tapped your chin with his huge, heavy dick telling you to open up as he saw your mind start to get foggy as you babbled about needing more like you were casting a spell. You glady opened your mouth and took his cock inside of it. Mochi took in a breathe during the time of your throat taking him in, the gags on his cock made him throw his head back, “ fuck yeah, slut. You’re taking my cock in so well, wan’ more don’t cha?” When you stupidly tried to answer with your mouth, more gags and muffles were vibrating his cock making everyone laugh at your stupidity.

Muto rose up from his seat with Koko and Inupi following behind, “ She’s so stupid. Can’t even answer because her mouth and pussy is being stuffed so well that she can’t speak or form correct sentences. Such a pity for a beautiful woman like yourself. Such a toy, our fuck toy.” Muto wanted to fuck your ass so he waited until Izana came deep inside of your pussy not caring about any consequences, your pussy was too good for him to pull out or fuck with a condom, “ Squeezing me so tight, darling. My little Angel is gonna make me cum. Fu-uhhghhh.” Mochi was next to cum deep inside of your mouth not caring how animalistic his groan was.

You thought you could catch a breath but Muto already had his hands on your body when everyone separated from you, the tit that Ran was sucking on was sore and sensitive to touch right now. Muto lifted you up in his arms and walked you to the couch to sit down with you still having your legs wrapped around him, “ Ride me in reverse, might cum too fast looking at your pretty ass face.” You giggled before getting up to get in the reverse cowgirl position, looking back at him as you grabbed his freed, long cock in your hands. Sliding your pussy on his cock was a magnificent view for Muto as it was for Koko and Inupi standing on the side of you two. You teased Muto at first as your hand still held his cock while slipping him in and out, gaining an irritated grunt from him until he grabbed your hips to slam your down on his cock causing your eyes to go wide and your mouth to scream out curse words. The impact of his cock inside of you was stretching and painful, he’s up there with fucking South, so you couldn’t move just yet because he was letting you catch your breathe again, “ See what teasing me do. Make me wanna make you scream and cry in pleasure on my dick.”

Before you know it, your body was bent down in a all fours position whilst Muto pounded into you with Koko recording the entire thing for himself, fuck everyone else because when you have to pratically manage Manjirou’s finance it was a lot of stress for him and Kisaki, so he needed this. Muto loved the way your ass jiggle as he thrusted up into you, “ The greatest ass I ever seen, just wanna fuck you all day to see it, may even wanna fuck it soon.” Your moans were muffled and what you were saying was gibberish so Muto bent down a little to lift you up to bring you into his chest so now your back was to his sweaty chest while his head was on your shoulders breathing in your intoxicating scent. Koko came closer with his cock now out, “ What was that? Couldn’t hear what you were trying to say, don’t tell me you’re becoming senile already, you’re only in your late 30s. But if you’re not senile, prove it to me and the camera audience.”

You didn’t care about what he was saying, you just needed something in your mouth fast or else you’ll wake their neighbors up especially since your pus A is starting to get sloppier and wetter which means, “ Holy shit, she’s squirting. The pretty bunny is squirting on Muto’s dick nonstop, can’t wait for my turn, so hurry up Muto!” A new voice, Shion, the man who was edging himself this entire time. Muto snapped his hips up three more times, cumming inside of you. You were now stuffed with two of their cum and you somehow felt like your younger self again, in other words, a young cum slut again. Muto grip on your hips were gonna make a dark purple bruise on your sable skin, but you were too busy silent screaming as your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your mouth opened in a little O. Koko captured all of it and now he was capturing it up close with his cock getting worked by your hand as the Haitanis’ and inui took you together. The fact that you were getting fucked in both holes recklessly tells them what type of slut you were back then.

Ran and Rindou loved how well you were sucking their dicks inside of your pussy and prepared ass, thanks to Shion who fingered and ate your ass. Shion slobbering all over your puckering hole was a little embarrassing for you since everyone was watching but it felt so good so you moved the embarrassment to the back of your head. So he was finally useful for something after all these years and that was opening you up for Ran to shove his cock inside of your ass proudly and loudly too. Rindou’s cock had lots of girth so it was hard for him to fuck into you without hurting you until you declared, “ Wan’ more. Rindou please fuck me, stretch me I don’t care. Need more. Ahhghn.” Rindou took that as a go to slam inside of you at the same time of his brother slamming inside of you from below. Soon they both found cadence, so when Inupi came from the side to grab your head to let you suck him, everything fell into place like dominos.

Inupi was trying to hold his whimpers and moans back until Koko reached to slap his hands, “ No. No. Let her hear how amazing that slut of a mouth she has is.” And he did by grabbing your hair tightly in his clutch as his long but skinny cock moved inside of your mouth like he never wanted it to stop. Your moans from how hard and fast the Haitani brothers were fucking you was cut off by Inupi slamming his cock inside of your spit bubbles filled mouth. Fuck your face was getting messier as your mascara poured down your eyes and snot started to form, fuck you were so messy and that only turned Inupi and everyone else on even more. Your phone ringing non stop wasn’t even heard because of how much everyone was moaning, groaning, or screaming. Izana held your phone with a devilish smile on your face while looking at the caller ID with Benkei’s name appearing and disappearing from how much he was calling you. “Too late she’s with us now.”

☆ᩧ Original Black Dragons Gang l ୨ ♡l

Manjirou invited you over to his house again, this time it was only him so you were really excited. He wanted to watch you cook him your grandma’s Sunday dinner you rave about. He couldn’t focus on anything you had to say because he was just watching you cook with your pink polka dot apron that had “Hot Cook” on it. He was about to ask you a question about the macaroni and cheese but he got interrupted by Izana yelling his name all throughout the house trying to find where he was at.

Manjirou was annoyed he got cut off from his time alone with you so he and Izana were arguing and while they were arguing the doorbell rang again. You were debating if you wanted to get it but eventually you did because they kept arguing about you and other things. As you opened the door, three men including Benkei stood there.

Your action of hugging Benkei caused the other two men to be confused and jealous. After the hug, they all went inside and so Benkei introduced you to his friends. Handshakes came from Wakasa and Shinichiro while Takeomi tried to hug you just to feel your boobs squished against his chest. Mikey didn’t like the way the older men stared at you like you were the only person in the room. It irked Izana as well, seeing Shinichiro's eyes linger on your ass as you walked away to turn off the stove.

Great decision to turn off the stove and oven because you were being bent over the table by Shinichiro grabbing your hair as a cigarette hung from his mouth, “ Such a beauty you all were hiding from us.” Benkei’s tongue explored the inside of your mouth while both hands were occupied by Takeomi and Walasa’s cocks. Your jeans you wore were somewhere on the floor and the shirt completely ripped due to Takeomi’s hands so now you were only being fucked from behind with a apron on. Spit dripped down your chin as you tongue kissed Benkei so passionately as Mikey and his, final timeline, Toman gang sat on chairs, floor, and couches. All have their eyes on you getting fucked by people older than you. “ Mmphff.” Wakasa chuckled at you desperately moaning in the heated kiss you and his best friend shared, “Hear that, she’s enjoying this so much, did her body shudder from the touch of your hands… from the silence I could tell it didn’t so watch and learn boys.”

Shin yanked your hair in your hairstyle some more and pushed his long, hard cock inside of you. His baggy pants were on his ankles as he fucked you with skin to skin contact. His skin pumped fresh blood of excitement because he was fucking a Milf and he always wanted to fuck one, older or younger than him, he didn’t care. “ Shit! Her pussy is still so tight and comfortable after fucking every last one of you here. Such great pussy that you should treat as a prize every day. I always taught you guys right? Manjirou and Izana? To treat women like the best damn person to walk on earth and now I’m teaching you how to treat their pussies like the greatest prize you’ll ever get.” Manjirou gulped while Izana nodded his head, rolling his eyes after before speaking, “ You have a lot of nerve fucking my woman Shinichiro. Right in front of me.”

Shinchiro chuckled as he leaned down to your ear—stretching his arms to place his hands across your neck, squeezing it just right and not too tight, “ Little brother already claimed you huh? Benkei, how do you feel about this?” Benkei released your lips from his teeth since he was biting your lips as you moaned from the impact of Shinichiro’s hips smacking against yours at a steady and hard pace. Arashi’s cock was right in front of your face and you tried to reach to lick it but Shinichiro grabbed your hair and pulled your back depriving you of getting to lick his cock. You wanted to cry because you wanted him inside of your mouth so bad and Shinichiro was stopping you. Benkei gulped as he looked at you trying to suppress your moans and tears from falling out your eyes, “ She knows who she belongs with, so I feel good especially knowing that she’s choosing me after all of this is done.”

Soon after, Shinichiro pulled out and let Benkei take you to the couch that wasn’t sat on at all since Manjirou oddly enough had three couches in his living room. Once they did, you found yourself being spilt open by Wakasa and Benkei. Your hair was so messy from the hairstyle you had it in and your teary eyes were so watery that Takeomi almost felt bad for you as he fucked into your mouth, “ Mmmph, mmnnn, I cwn’tttmmmgh.” Double penetration was so hot and had you moaning like a bitch in heat. On top of that, Takeomi’s hair was down and sticking to his forehead so beautifully that you tried to keep eye contact with him as he pistol into your mouth with no care if your throat can take him, “ She’s so fucking pretty taking my dick down her throat like this, should frame it. So, Hanma get your ass over here to take a photo with your camera, you don’t mind right doll?” You tried to nod your head yes, but he just snapped his hips to your mouth causing you to gag loudly making the men inside of the living room groan and moan at your gags, “ my bad, thought you wanted more of my dick in you.” His pubic hairs were touching the sides of your mouth and nose from how deep he was inside of your mouth. And you loved it.

Benkei basked in the glory of your pussy taking all of his dick like a vixen at the same time of Wakasa fucking into your tight ass from above with one leg on the couch. Shinichiro was twisting your nipples causing more tears to fall because they still hurt from three days ago with the Haitani brothers sucking and playing with them. Benkei felt his dick getting wetter with your juices and moaned at the feeling of your warmth around him, “ Haven’t had pussy like this in a long ass time. Wanna get you pregnant so bad.” You moaned at his words because you were the most beautiful while pregnant and plus you loved the praise coming from him the most. It was him and Mitsuya praises that mean something to you. Wakasa gripped your neck with his hand, feeling Takeomi’s dick print moving in and out of you. Excitement from that, Wakasa happily plunged into your gaping ass, “ Say you want him to breed you, Princess. Wanna hear you loud and clear even if it’s through choked moans.” You shook your head, too embarrassed to say anything with a huge ass dick in your mouth slapping your uvula multiple times. Hanma was sitting on the other side of you taking pictures of this entire situation with a chilling smile on his face. Fuck, you looked so photogenic right now, well always really since he’s been taking pictures of you a lot lately.

Benkei and Wakasa slapped each of your cheeks with one of their hands creating more ripples and prints on your ass. You screamed and choked on Takeomi’s cock causing him to throw his head back in pure ecstasy, “ Fuck think m’bout to cum down her tight little throat.” Shinichiro tapped him as Benkei’s arms wrapped around your waist holding you in place as he pounded into you at a faster pace than before— Wakasa catching on and matching his pace. Their balls slapping against each other as they fucked into you, “ Let her speak a little but keep it in her mouth, wanna see her struggle to form words out her pretty, hot mouth.”

And he did just that, pulling half of his dick to hear Benkei now say it, “say you want us to breed you.” You moaned as you tried to bounce back on his cock, “ Wan’ you to brwwd meaaaa, I wanna cummmmh, want you cummmhhh.” Your words came out gibberish and you could tell it was filled with cock.

Shinichiro could tell you were enjoying yourself as if you never did, Wakasa did too which is why he spoke next, “ Would you look at that, the pretty princess acts like she never had cock this great in her entire life. Crying and slobbering everywhere while this pussy and ass gets stuffed to the brim. Seems like you all didn’t do your jobs.” Draken was the first to rebuttal, “ Fuck off, you old fuck.” Wakasa laughed and looked at him as he slapped your ass whilst holding eye contact with Draken to make him even more pissed. Wakasa's purple eyes grew more hazy as he trailed his fingers to your pudgy stomach, squeezing it causing you to squeal and choke on Takeomi’s cock causing him to cum deep inside of your throat from the vibrations of your coughs. Your hands tapped Takeomi’s thighs as he held your head while fucking his cum deep into your throat, “ Holy fuck! So fucking good f’me.”

Your vision was starting to see black spots as he held your head down. Snot was coming down your noise as much as your tears rolling down your face. God, you looked like a high class Slut. Their slut. Takeomi released you and you coughed immediately afterwards because you needed air especially since you were stuffed too much below and felt your lungs jump for air as he stuffed your mouth to the base of his cock. Takeomi and Shinichiro held your hair and tapped your cheek, Shinichiro laughed, “ So messy and pretty, so erotic and unreal as well.” Benkei fucked you with sweat rolling down his naked chest because his shirt was long discarded when he started fucking you. He could never get tired of fucking you, “ fuck!”, he moaned, not caring how he sounds, “ gonna”, feeling your pussy clench to him with a vice grip made him more feral, “ Cum inside”, Benkei lifted his hips into you, making you take all of his cock again, “ This”, your pussy was throbbing and melting his cock now, “ Pussy.”

Benkei came deep inside of you with a loud grunt of the word fuck stretch out. Soon as he did, your pussy started to make noises. Queefing noises, something you were embarrassed about yet everyone in the room knew one thing from that, you were enjoying yourself a lot more than they besides Wakasa thought. Even your cervix was moving back because of your pussy welcoming Benkei’s cum inside like no other. You couldn’t even moan because Wakasa was next to cum inside of you and with the way he rolled his hips and then snapped them into your ass was enough to leave you speechless and out of screams, “ Shit baby! Your hole wraps around my cock perfectly, couldn’t resist Cumming inside of this hole.”. Besides, you could feel your voice getting sore from how hard he was fucking it. You were breathing loudly as your cream on Arashi’s cock danced down his cock and his balls, the juices causing a funny feeling in between his ass cheeks, but he didn’t care especially with your tits in front of his face.

Shinichiro stood in Takeomi’s place with his cock out as he stroked it on your lips, “ Open, want you to take my load in your pretty little mouth, wish I could’ve came on your dreamy tits sticking out the side of that apron, but they’ll be for later.” You tiredly opened up your mouth to take his load and once his cum hit your tongue, it didn’t just hit that. His cum hit your chubby cheeks and forehead— dripping down now and surprisingly when you swallowed he tasted good, salty good, but not healthy due to cigarettes and beer. He turned to his brothers and their friends with a chibi smirk on his face, “ Guess we know which group is better. Just look at how tired and happy she is falling asleep on Arashi’s chest.”

Baji and Kazutora wanted to fight him because they both did the same thing with Chifuyu as well and Baji started to yell but was shushed by Benkei and Mitsuya. They stared at each other before nodding to one another afterwards. It’s obvious who you chose out of all of them.

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thekillingmoonmoon · 2 years

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two | lily love

(purity, innocence, loss, grief)

part one / part two

Pairing: Akashi Takeomi x Sano! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, the older brother’s best friend trope but make it soft, discussion of virginity loss, corruption kink, size kink, smoking, soft sex, cunninglingus, one smol slap

DISCLAIMER: virginity is a stupid social construct created by men to control women. Don’t listen to anyone who says losing your virginity to a stranger/casual hook-up is a sin. They’re the sinner here, for thinking that they have any say over your body and worth as a human being. The discussion of virginity here is for the sake of fiction (fanfiction about a 2d man, for fuck’s sake) so don’t take it seriously, please.

Length: 3,9 k (guess who's back on their bullshit)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Akashi Takeomi was not a good man. He wasn’t Sano Shinichiro. He wasn’t a leader, a charmer, a saviour. Takeomi was a schemer, a shadow, a side character. He had vice thumping through his veins, fuelled by the cry of his name by a crowd. He was the moon to Shinichiro’s sun, the darkness that gave Shinichiro light. He was War where Shinichiro was Peace, the roar of battle and crack of bones that followed soft words and failed treaties. Akashi Takeomi was not a good man, and when he opened the door of his apartment to you that following Saturday afternoon, he was once again reminded of his ruinous sin. He cast heavy shadows across your sweet character, the light from his apartment spilling over his shoulders and shimmering on your skin as you stood before him. But his darkness was deeper, undivine, drowning you from head to toe.

“Hey, doll,” sin split his smile, simmering as you shyly grinned back at him. God, you were gorgeous. So sweet and lovely in a little sundress that Omi wanted to do nothing but tear off your trembling form. Or fuck you in it, hiked over your hips, the hem in your mouth, muffling the moans and murmurs of your sin. Omi clenched his jaw, the unlit cigarette in his lips twitching with his self-restraint. “Hi, Omi,” you mumbled, adjusting the small overnight bag on your shoulder. The older man noticed, tilting his head. “You gotta good alibi, little one?” he teased, but a tremor of sincerity ran beneath the sentence. He could not bear the thought of his best friend, your brother, barging in, and breaking the unholy sacrament that lay between you and Takeomi. You nodded, “I’m at a sleepover, and Emma is covering for me,” you gave a close-mouthed smile. Takeomi’s brows rose. “Emma-chan knows?” he gulped. You shook your head. “She knows I’m out seeing a boy, she doesn’t know who,” you sighed and rubbed the bridge of your nose, “she even tried to pack my bag – so if you find anything weird in there, it’s Emma, not me,” you dropped the offending bag to the floor, toeing off your sandals as Omi closed the door behind you. “Little girls aren’t meant to know this shit, right?” Omi frowned and you nodded. “Blame Gramps, he wants her to be aware, so he gave the little ones “the talk” very young.” “Did he give that little monster the talk too?” “Mikey? Yeah, although, although the little shit already knew everything. You know how Waka brags about the girls he gets,” you shrugged. Takeomi groaned, herding you to his ‘good couch’, already imagining the horrors Mikey and Baji had heard from his smooth-talking friend. “Jesus Christ, the kids are only, what, eleven? They should be playing with action figures, not learning how to fuck,” Takeomi grumbled, flopping opposite you into his other couch, the one with the suspicious stains and cigarette scorch marks. You gave Takeomi a scrutinous glance, “And what were you doing when you were eleven, Omi? Were you already a lady-killer?”

The man across from you snorted, his nose scrunching sweetly, causing your ribcage to contract. “Not a fuckin’ chance, sweetheart. Was too busy fixing up motorcycles and getting Shin out of fights for girls. Plus, you know how shit Shin is with girls. That applied to me too,” he grinned wryly, reminiscing on those high-blooded glory days. He squirmed into the pocket of his sweats, pulling out a lighter and igniting his cigarette with a soft puff.

“So,” he started. “So,” you winced, suddenly awkward despite the silent comfort that still sat between you. You gulped, “How are we going to do this?” Takeomi let a solid stream of smoke free from his mouth, hungry eyes watching his prey through the white whisps. “That’s up to you, sweetheart. Do you still want to do this? You don’t have to,” he swallowed down the acid bubbling in his throat. “We don’t have to do anything, just sit and watch a movie…” he sighed, “and then I send you home, and we can pretend that nothing ever happened.” Not likely. Not when he knew how sweet you tasted, not when he knew sacred your little pants and moans were to his desecrated ears, not when you were so close, curled up on the couch just in front of him. “Is that what you want, Omi?” you nearly stammered, biting down the black bile that rose in your throat. But you steeled yourself, ready to leave, to take your dignity and virginity with you. You glanced to the man across from you, who was pensively smoking. He doesn’t want this. You decided then and there to leave. You stood. “That’s okay, Omi,” you clawed the words from your chattering teeth, “I’m sure Waka wouldn’t mind, he doesn’t seem to care much about who he sleeps with.” You turned to leave, reaching for your night bag, arms outstretched to grasp at your last hope.

A calloused hand gripped your wrist, long lithe fingers chaining your arm to your side. Takeomi was behind you. “Wait, doll,” he hoarsely spoke, silently shadowing you with his frame, silky hair tickling the back of your neck. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he confessed, hands curling over yours, lacing his fingers to where you stretched out your hand. You wanted to turn, to look at him, but he wouldn’t let you. So, you looked down instead. “You won’t hurt me, Takeomi,” you could feel his breath hitch across your back, his cigarette long left behind in an ashtray. “I can, sweetheart. I’m,” he sighed, “I’m not a good person. And you’re, well,” he gulped, “you’re precious.” You felt the air leave your lungs in a rush. You tried to turn again, to see the truth in his wild-coloured eyes. But he wouldn’t let you. Instead, he rested his forehead on the back of your head, his breath fanning across your back. You shivered. “I want this, Omi. I want you,” you spilt your confession softly, barely audible above the sound of your breathing.

And then you were facing him. He kissed you, hard, sliding his hands up your arms to grip your shoulders. He hated this. He loved this. He hated the way you just let him have you, your mouth parting in a gentle gasp, letting him push his tongue into your mouth with ease. He loved this, the whimper you let out as he dug his fingers into your shoulders, the little hum you gave him as he spun you to sit on his couch. You plopped back into the cushions, and suddenly Takeomi was grateful for the plush cushions Senju had insisted on laying all over the place. You looked lovely, loveable, splayed out on the softness of his couch, in his house, in his arms.

He leaned over you, placing his hand just below your jaw to kiss you, his thigh coming up to part your legs. He glanced down and groaned at the sight of you, the skirt of your sundress riding up, exposing the soft expanse of your thighs, the fabric barely skimming the tops of your legs. He kissed you more, stealing the air from your lungs with each nicotine-laced kiss, the sweet scent of the cloves lingering around you in a warm hazy glow. You sighed, looping your arms around his shoulders, clutching at the loose material of his black shirt, losing yourself in the slow, sensual movement of his lips against yours, pushing at nipping at your lips until you were swollen sweet. He laid feather-soft kisses across your face. “You’re beautiful, little one,” he rasped, slipping down your body to begin kissing at your neck. His hands began to wander, slowly skimming down, squeezing and rubbing at all the silken skin he could reach. He sucked at the hollow of your collarbone. Not enough to leave a mark, but enough to make you squirm and shudder beneath him.

His hands came up to cup your breasts, pulling a startled gasp from your pretty mouth. “This okay?” he asked, careful of every noise you made. “Yes,” you breathed, “yes, Omi.” He slipped the straps of your dress from your shoulders, lifting your breasts from the dress to knead and grab at your plush tits. “Gorgeous, fuckin’ gorgeous,” he hummed, sucking at your nipple, listening to the sweet keen you made as he tugged his teeth slightly at the flesh. He began to hike up the hem of your dress, one hand wandering as the other rolled your nipple between lithe fingers.

You whimpered, closing your plush thighs around Takeomi’s hand, causing a low rumble to catch in his throat. God, you were soft. Soft, and silken, and sweet, oh so, fucking sweet. “Open up for me, babygirl. Be a good girl f’me,” Takeomi shifted back, both hands moving to spread your thighs, his fingers dipping deep into your flesh. You tried to cover your face then, bringing your hands over your eyes. Anything to avoid that glimmering glittering stare, that hunter’s gaze that fixed you from between your thighs.

A sharp sting had you flinching and pulling your hands away. Takeomi had slapped your thigh. A huge hand was quick to grip your hands and tug them over your head, pinning them to the pillowy cushions. “You will not hide from me, doll. Especially not now,” he grumbled, “Hands stay here,” he instructed, and you nodded blinkingly in response. “Atta girl,” he gave your cheek a peck before settling himself between your silky thighs. “Watch me when I make you cum, yeah?” he hummed, and you nodded. He pinched where he’d slapped you earlier, “Words, sweetheart. Use ‘em.” “Yes, Omi,” you mumbled, and he gave you a crooked smile. He shifted his eyes down to where your legs came together, and he hissed at what he saw.

White lace. White lace lay over your cunt, all neat and modest swathes of snowy softness over your hips, all tied together with a little bow just below your belly. “Fuck,” he glanced up at you, now noticing the matching bralette that he’d shucked down with your dress. “This for me, little one?” his long lithe fingers slid below the elastic of your panties, barely brushing your tummy as he ran the pads of his fingers along the hem. “Yes, Omi,” you said meekly, careful not to break free of his piercing stare, “do you like it?” you ventured. A string of curses fell from between his teeth, “Fuck, sweetheart,” he groaned, “ I love it,” I love you. He peppered kisses across your stomach, hooking his fingers below the hem of your underwear to pull them off. You helped him by raising your hips, missing the way Takeomi secreted away your underwear into his back pocket. Guilt tinged at the back of his mind, but he brushed it off, more focussed on what lay before him.

“Such a pretty pussy,” he cooed, leaning down to kiss your clit, his eyes never leaving yours. He couldn’t stop looking at you, gazing at each little gasp to puff past your lips, watching every twitch and flinch fall across your face. He sucked gently on your clit, carefully separating your folds to fully see your tight entrance. You tensed at the cold air hitting your cunt. “Ssh,” Takeomi hushed you, lapping over your entrance in a thick stripe of his tongue. You shivered. Forested green gazed at you as he began to eat you out, suckling and licking at your clit and occasionally dipping his tongue past the tight walls of muscles below.

“Relax, sweetheart,” he kissed your inner thigh, pausing to suck a dark mark in the inner sanctity of your thighs. He pushed a single finger into your velvet tightness, sighing as you clamped around him. You whimpered, unsure of the feeling as he scissored in a second finger. He sucked on your clit, running his tongue in gentle circles around the nerves. You shuddered, strawberry sweetness filling your body as Takeomi pressed up against your walls, each slow pump of his fingers brushing over the place that had your curling around his crooked fingers. You hummed, loosening around his digits, allowing your cunt to be stretched out by his prying fingers. You took deep breaths, filling your lungs from their furthest end to the tops of your tits, the entire time keeping contact with Takeomi’s wild green eyes. Their iridescence bewitched you, coaxing you further and further into a haze of dark green lust. You moaned, each pass of his tongue sending electric shivers down your spine, each suck of his lips twitching your legs on either side of his head. You were growing closer, a fact exacerbated by Takeomi’s thumb beginning its slow stroke over your clit after his done.

“Omi,” his name spilt out in a chartreuse sigh, your eyes barely daring to roll back before returning to his steady gaze. Takeomi worked you towards a climax, his movements languid and lazy as he tried to soothe your soaked cunt with kisses. He smiled at the desperate way you blinked back salt-shimmered tears, the sides of his mouth as crooked as his conscience, as depraved as the dark thoughts that swirled around inside his head. “You close, doll?” he asked, speeding his thumb up until your chest heaved. You nodded shakily, the words barely bumping out of your babbling lips. “Yes, c-close, close, close,” Takeomi increased pressure on your pulsing clit and you scrunched your eyes shut, “Cumming!” you keened, a myriad of strawberry suns bursting in your lower tummy, bubbling up in bright colours that set every nerve alight. You twitched and shuddered, your skin burning with every slow stroke and lap of Takeomi’s tongue over your pulsing pussy.

“Good girl,” Omi cooed, crawling up your body to kiss you, spilling your slick into your mouth with a silken gasp. He groaned, gripping your hips and flesh, his hair splashed in inky waves around your head. Eventually, he pulled back, his skin shimmering with a mixture of spit and your slick. You reached for him, even as he pulled away, tugging him back by the collar of his tee to bring your lips to his once more. Shudderingly, shakingly, Takeomi giggled you upright, holding you beneath your arms and struggling to keep you on your feet. You laughed then, letting him guide you to his bedroom and flop down on his bed beside you, your eyes meeting in a glimmering chuckle as you both looked at each other.

Silence fell over the pair of you, soft and sweet, barely brushing at the edges of your consciousness as you rolled over to face each other. You kissed, holding his jaw and humming, just enjoying the feel of his lips against yours. This was different. This was right. This was nothing like the few girls Takeomi had fumbled around with before. The way you looked at him as if he was all that mattered, as if you loved him, that was enough to throw Takeomi further into his damnation. You weren't here for the God of War, for the Black Dragons Vice, for the raw power pumping through his veins. You were there for him, for the terrible jokes he made to cheer you up, for the tag team habit of teasing your older brother, for the linked pinkies below tables and beneath sleeves.

Fuck, he loved you, and he’d be damned if you left his apartment unaware of exactly how he felt. But the same slick words that normally fell from his silver tongue, came out in clumps of sticky honey, falling clumsily over his tongue until all he could do was kiss you as if it was the last thing he’d do. Briefly, he rocked back onto the heels, pulling his tee shirt over his head. You gasped, seeing the big black dragon that swirled over his pale skin, clawing across his clavicles in thick black ink. “It’s beautiful,” you breathed, reaching out to run your fingertips along his scarred skin. “You like it, doll?’ Takeomi tilted his head, smiling inwardly as you nodded girlishly. You felt your cheeks grow warm and decided to rid yourself of your remaining clothes. You tugged your bralette and dress, Takeomi catching your hands as they tangled in the cloth above your head. He leaned in, hand holding your jaw as he dropped a deep kiss upon your parted lips. He helped you out of the crumpled clothes, giving you only a moment to answer a breathless “yes” before he had you bouncing on your back, soft against his starched sheets. You were bare before him, fully exposed for the first time. You tried to cover up yourself with your hands, but Takeomi lifted your wrists up and over your head. Then he settled himself between your legs, and you could finally see him. “Um, Omi,” you started, mouth suddenly dry. “Yes, sweetheart?” he layered his love down on you, peppering your face with soft kisses, nipping at your lip as you mumbled, “You’re, um, you’re big,” you gulped. Takeomi paused, holding himself over you with a hand beside your head. He hadn’t thought of that. “We can stop whenever you want,” he offered, but you shook your head. He nodded then, taking in the steeled expression in your eyes as his final warning. He reached across to his bedside table and pulled out a condom and lube. “No condom,” you huffed, “’m clean and on the pill,” you reassured. Takeomi frowned at you but threw the condom to one side before dolloping a generous amount of lube on his twitching cock. He breathed in. “You’re so beautiful, my love.”

And there it was, the lily-white petals of your lust, your love, and Takeomi was the one to colour you red, spilling your virginity in scarlet sighs. He entered you slowly, inch by inch, breath by breath, cradling your head into the crook of his neck as he claimed you. Your entire being burned, a red string pulled taut and then snapped as Takeomi completed you. You could feel his tip just inside your walls, throbbing hot and heavy, his hips rocking deeper with each exhale until your bodies met. Salt lined your lashes, trickling down your cheeks whilst you gasped. Takeomi let out a muffled groan into your hairline, then ran his nose along your cheekbone, pressing his forehead to yours. The hand at the back of your neck moved to gently wipe away your tears. "Hush, little one, it's okay, you're okay," he soothed, "you're doing so well for me, you're such a good girl f'me" Your heart shuddered and Takeomi felt the warm velvet of your cunt constrict at his praise. Your delicate hands murmured up his back until your palms came to rest on his shoulder blades. your chest breathed against his, and he listened to your heart thunder through his ribs. "You can move, Omi," it's barely a whisper, more of a sob, and Takeomi immediately stole your words away with a slow kiss. "Not until you're ready, sweetheart," he pulled back a bit and fighting his own need, he continued, "We can stop if you want - if you're hurting -" "No!" it poured out louder than you intended, and your scorching skin smouldered. Takeomi gave you that wide-eyed look of astonishment that you so dearly cherished, that boyish look of sheer surprise that had you stumbling for words and spitting in stutters. "No, Omi," you repeated, "feels good, um, just be slow, okay?" Those lightning eyes softened to a summer shower, and his mouth curved into a slow smile. he rained kisses onto your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, and then your lips. "Of course, my doll," he gruffed, "anything for you."

And he meant it. Takeomi did not live for much. at least he did not live for himself. He lived for Shinichiro, and the dreams in those dark eyes. He lived for Waka and Benkei, for their future, their fight. He lived for his little sister, still so wide-eyed and unknowing. But mostly, in this moment, and for as long as he had held you so close to his heart, he lived for you. Your love, your smile, the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed, the way tears rolled down your cheeks as you clutched desperately onto him. He wished he could hold you forever, tuck you into the echoing hollows between his thudding heart and smoke-stained lungs, and feel you with every heave of his breath and pulse of his veins. for you to become a part of him, just as he was a part of you, tangled in your loving limbs, deep within your soft heat.

He pumped deep into you, moving as slowly as he possibly could, his green eyes never leaving your face. He watched as your brows constricted and then relaxed, your gorgeous mouth opening and closing as you panted on his cock. He spared a brief glance downwards, and groaned, entranced by where your two bodies became connected. Your tight cunt barely took him, your folds thick and puffy against the swell of his cock. And you were warm, so unbelievably warm, despite the thin sheen of sweat that graced the two of you.

He reached down and began to trace circles around your clit, feeling as your pretty pussy clenched and clamped down on him, praises spilt from his lips in poured wine. You were golden, coloured in glittering, burning light, each nerve in your body ablaze with want and wanton lust. With each thrust, each carefully spun circle around your clit, you were growing closer and closer to the edge, near enough for your spine to arch beautifully into Takeomi’s chest. “You gonna be a good girl and cum f’me, yea?” Takeomi increased the pressure on your clit. You felt fit to burst, your body filled with saccharine sweetness and tangy brightness. You came with a cry of Takeomi’s name, a sound that would haunt Takeomi for the rest of his days. Your warm walls clamped down on him, almost forcing his orgasm from him in a rush. You came in a shower of white stars, your body static and burning, filled to the brim with Takeomi’s hot seed. You were sated, lost in a soft warm haze that only had you barely registering that the sun had long sunk below the sleepy horizon. Takeomi pulled out from you with an ill-concealed groan and flopped beside you.

Carefully, quietly, Takeomi cleaned you down and tucked you beneath the covers, lighting a cigarette and sliding beside you into bed. You curled up to him, soft and content. And Takeomi knew then, as you sighed into his chest, lashes kissing soft cheeks, you’re breathing deep and gentle against him. He knew he didn't want to be just your first. He wanted to be your first, and your last, and your always But as much as he knew he wanted your always, your eternity, he couldn't, shouldn't.

Because Akashi Takeomi wasn't a good man. and you were a star he could never reach. You were leaving, living, growing into a future brighter than his dark. Who was he to keep you in his shadows, when you could outshine the sun? But he gripped you tighter, folding you closer into him, wrapping his arms around you until he could feel your heartbeat into his chest. Because Akashi Takeomi wasn't a good man, and he was selfish, and for now, he would have your brief forever

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