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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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444takeomi · 7 months

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WHEN HE HAS A CRUSH ON YOU

: ̗̀➛ summary: how 1st gen bd act when they like you

character(s): shinichiro sano, wakasa imaushi, takeomi akashi, keizo arashi

warnings: female reader

wc: 2.0k

a/n: i wrote most of this after having worked a 70+ hour week. apologies if it doesn't make a lot of sense, i was very tired as you can imagine💀

: ̗̀➛ shinichiro

- shin is very open about his feelings, to the point where it's not even really a secret that he likes you — especially if you're close friends with him, there's a good chance you know already ahaha

- i think he's the type to get flustered whenever you initiate physical touch, even if it's accidental

- one time at the bike shop you unknowingly brushed your hand against his when you passed one of his tools to him and he literally thought about it for the rest of the day

- he's so touch starved </3

- his friends constantly make fun of him for the way he acts around you, while his siblings tell him you're way too pretty for him and out of his league

- he really can't catch a break💀

- shin gets upset if he finds out another guy likes you too, and he can't help but feel jealous whenever you laugh or smile more around the other guy than you do with him </3

- he really wants to impress you, he likes telling you stories from his black dragon days and goes into detail about all the fights he got into — he definitely over-exaggerates them a lot though and leaves out the parts where he got his ass handed to him💀

- if at any point he overheard you say you hated smokers he would literally try to quit just for you, or at the very least put out his cigarettes and avoid smoking when you're around him

- he’s such a cutie, he secretly watches those youtube videos titled ‘how to be a good boyfriend’ and ‘how to get your crush to like you back’ </3

- whenever shin notices you're nearby he subconsciously starts fixing his appearance — he’ll straighten his posture and run his fingers through his hair, he always wants to look his best in front of you

- if you ever compliment his cologne he makes sure to wear extra when he knows he's going to see you that day, he also likes to spray it on his hoodies and jackets and offers them to you when it's cold

- speaking of which, his heart literally skips a beat whenever he sees you wearing his clothes, it makes him feel like you're already dating and he can't help but start daydreaming about what it might be like being yours </3

- shin really wants to ask you out, but after being rejected so many times before he can't help but worry that you'll reject him too — however he eventually decides to take the chance and tell you how he feels, it's not as if you haven't already caught on anyway

- if you reject him he'll obviously be super upset, way more upset than he was after any of his previous rejections, but to be honest he was probably expecting it </3

- on the other hand, if you accept his confession he’ll be very caught off guard after being turned down so much in the past, but he'll be super happy nonetheless and won't be able to stop bragging to his friends and siblings that he finally has a girlfriend, and how he's so lucky that he gets to be dating someone as amazing as you <3

: ̗̀➛ wakasa

- waka isn't very vocal about his feelings towards you, and therefore he’s pretty good at hiding it to the point where almost no one would suspect that he liked you — but that's not to say his friends haven't picked up on it by now

- they constantly catch him staring at you, and he's really not as subtle as he thinks he is, half the time he's not even paying attention to them when they're talking to him because he's too distracted by how pretty you are

- if you end up noticing him staring he likes holding eye contact with you until you get shy and look away, he thinks it's adorable and it makes his heart flutter seeing you all bashful <3

- he usually has the same deadpan expression and rarely shows any emotion, but when you're around he's like a completely different person — he's noticeably more expressive and talkative and he smiles more often when he's with you

- he’s so in love </3

- waka is also considerably more touchy and clingy with you — it doesn't seem like anything out of the ordinary to most people, but if you pay close attention you’ll start to notice that he's always looking for the opportunity to sit next to you and be close to you wherever he can <3

- his love language is definitely physical touch, and he likes brushing his fingers against your skin and leaving fleeting touches whenever possible — he’ll feign innocence and pretend it was an accident but in reality he's totally doing it on purpose

- as much as waka likes physical contact, he always makes sure to respect your personal boundaries as he'd never want to make you uncomfortable

- he's the type to notice small differences about your appearance, like if you've changed your hair or done your makeup differently

- he pays a lot of attention to you, more than you probably realise <3

- i don't think waka would make a huge deal out of confessing to you, he'd probably either just come up to you one day and tell you straight up or alternatively he might drunkenly blurt it out to you by accident

- if it was the latter you most likely wouldn't take him seriously at first, and so he'd make sure to tell you again once he was sober, as he wouldn't want you to think he was just messing with you because he was drunk

- if you rejected him he'd definitely be humbled, as i don't think he's someone that’s used to being turned down, but he’ll respect your decision of course and hopes that you can still be friends

- now that he's finally struck out with a girl he knows that shin will have something to make fun of him for after years of being teased for his 20 rejections💀

- however if you accept his confession you’ll finally get to see the real waka, he stops holding back and becomes especially clingy and needy for your attention, a side of him that only you get to see <3

: ̗̀➛ takeomi

- omi isn't the best at handling his emotions, especially when it comes to you — at first he was in complete denial about liking you, hoping that if he ignored his feelings towards you that they would eventually go away

- if his friends ever mentioned you or implied that he had a thing for you he would insist that you were annoying and would tell them he couldn't stand you💀

- little did he know they saw right through him, it was pretty obvious how fond of you he was just from the way he looked at you

- i feel like it got to the point where he was so stubborn about it that waka had to go as far as to pretend he was going to ask you out just to get omi to finally admit that he had feelings for you

- omi is the embodiment of being mean to you because he likes you — he's always teasing you and loves to push your buttons to try and get a reaction out of you, he thinks you’re cute when you get mad

- however if you tease him back it catches him completely off guard, he gets all flustered and starts stumbling over his words </3

- you always catch him looking at you from across the room, he tries so hard to play it off as if he wasn't just checking you out but he does it all the time to the point where it's obvious💀

- while omi may struggle with being affectionate towards you, the way he shows you he cares is through doing favours for you, for example by offering to take you home on his motorcycle

- beware of riding with him though because he likes to randomly speed up out of nowhere, you just assume it's because he's a bad driver but little do you know he only does it because he’s hoping you’ll get scared and wrap your arms around his waist

- if you do end up clinging to him he’ll more than likely make fun of you for it, but his heart will be racing the entire time — he’s just glad that you can't see his face because he can feel his cheeks getting warm </3

- similar to waka, if he was going to confess to you he wouldn't really make a big deal out of it either, i think he'd just casually mention that he liked you in the middle of a conversation and it would catch you completely off guard

- if you reject omi he’ll actually be so embarrassed, i feel like he'll immediately change the subject and act like nothing happened because he doesn't know how else to handle the rejection </3

- if you tell him you feel the same he might get a little cocky about it initially, but deep down he's just so relieved you didn't reject him — despite the confident front he puts up he was actually really nervous to tell you

- he probably tries to give dating advice to shin as if you two haven't only been going out for a few days💀

: ̗̀➛ keizo

- benkei is such a sweetheart, but even more so when he has feelings for you

- i feel like he's the kind of person who just admires you from afar when he likes you — especially if you're close friends, he definitely doesn't have any plans to tell you as he wouldn't want to risk ruining the relationship you two already have </3

- although he doesn't want to outright tell you how he feels that doesn't mean he won't drop small hints here and there

- for example, he always offers to walk you home even if it's completely out of his way, and if you’ve forgotten your jacket when it's cold out he’ll drape his own over your shoulders as soon as he notices you shivering <3

- he’s also very protective over you, especially when you go out to places like bars or clubs — he watches over you throughout the evening just to make sure that no one is harassing you, and if someone does end up making you uncomfortable or puts their hands on you without permission he won't hesitate to beat the living shit out of them

- considering how strong he is, benkei is surprisingly very gentle with you

- he always seems to know exactly how you're feeling, and whenever you're sad he’ll engulf you in a big hug, holding you in his arms so delicately like you're made from the most fragile glass </3

- he also remembers a lot of small details about you that you've mentioned in previous conversations, such as your go-to orders from different restaurants or your favourite songs — he claims that he just has a good memory but in reality it's because he loves listening to what you have to say <3

- benkei cares a lot about your safety, whenever the two of you are out together he always walks on the outer part of the sidewalk so that he's closest to the cars, and if you go somewhere by yourself he’ll ask you to text him when you get there so that he knows you're okay

- he loves giving you head pats, especially if you're a lot shorter than him — he thinks the height difference between the two of you is really cute <3

- if you're into working out then he’ll invite you to train with him at the gym and will offer to spot you

- senju always makes fun of him for his crush on you, sometimes she deliberately teases him when you're around to the point where it's pretty clear that he likes you </3

- as i've mentioned, benkei will hint at the fact he likes you but i don't think he'd directly tell you, to be honest if you want to date him you’d probably have to be the one to ask him out yourself

- if you did end up telling him you liked him he'd be very taken aback by your confession, but after the initial shock wore off he'd of course tell you he felt the same way, unable to wipe the grin off his face <3

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mikeysbabygirl · 2 years

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Old g Black dragons pleasuring you, is it possible pretty please ? 😍

Ps : I'm a huge fan of your writing, and dead girls tell no tales IS the best Haitani brothers x reader out there, mwah mwah

𝑻𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔

Synopsis: when your roommate, Wakasa learns you don't know how to pleasure yourself, him and his friends to the rescue!

Pairing : Fem!reader x Wakasa Imaushi, Shinichiro Sano, Takeomi Akashi, Keizo Arashi.

Warning : 18+ minors DNI. Smut, dirty talk, use of nicknames, pussy drunk! Black dragons, mention of virginity, consensual recording.

Note : thank you so much 😩 I hope you'll like it, I know it's been a while since I got this request in my inbox along with the Draken one, I just made my back to school and college is really tiring, but I'm trying 🖤

You were holding back your hissy fit with a slippery hand, the headphones on your ears weren't enough to cover the sounds of your roommate and his friends.

-" She told him to wait 'til she's back from the restroom, dude waited for hours and turns out she snuck out of the backdoor " seemed like that one's Takeomi's voice.

Their laughter made you grit your teeth, clench your pen tighter in your hand.

-" She had an emergency... " Shinichiro huffed, sinking deeper in the sofa where he was sitting next to Takeomi who recalled the Sano's last " date".

-" yeah, like the nineteen previous ones... "

Benkei. Couldn't they just move in their friend's room ? Why did they have to sit and watch the TV when they clearly saw you were studying on the living room's table ?

-" Should think 'bout paying a sex worker, instead 'f paying the weekly subscription for the porn mag' "

Last but not least, ladies and gentlemen Wakasa Imaushi, your roommate, god's test for your patience, and the main reason why you could ever fail your exams. It is okay to bring friends home, you yourself bring ones sometimes. What is not okay is him bringing his friends so many times that you knew those three like the back of your hand. You knew for fact what would follow will violate the poor guy's privacy.

-" You're full of shit, I don't have any porn magazine... "

-" Spare me. You forget to hide them everytime you're done jerking off. Everyday. "

Were you a psychic ? No, they just strangely hang out at yours and Wakasa's place very often.

The sound of you pushing back the chair brought their attention to you, you turned toward them and tilted your head.

-" Could you stop ? I'm tryna study. And by the way, his sexual life is none of your business. "

Your roommate's lips curled in a smirk upon gaining a reaction from you, Shinichiro's cheeks heated from being the center of the attention, and the two others looked at Wakasa.

-" Why ? Did what I said got to you ?"

Narrowing your eyes toward him, you glared at Wakasa but Takeomi answered before you had any chance to.

-" You takin' it too far dude..."

Takeomi was the wisest of the three, only fair that he stood up for you.

Well you thought that, but Wakasa scoffed, he knew Takeomi better, and knew his best way to get into a girl's pants was to playing it nice.

Unlike him, who believed fondly, and since day one that he could pull you by playing cat and mouse.

All of this, and still you were unaware of the fact that every man in that room could not keep their eyes for them everytime you walked in the room.

-" Yeah ? Was I too rude ?"

You could not ignore the mockery in his tone, Wakasa leaned on his elbows, void eyes on yours and the living room seemed to shrunk.

-" Did I offended you by implying you would give yourself some pleasure ? "

Your mouth fell agape and cheeks heated, though you refused to meet anyone's gaze you could see Shinichiro's eyes widened and Benkei holding a smile.

You could not believe he would say something like that, first you two never been beating around such topics and moreover, his damn friends were there... Your hands quickly reached for your books on the table.

-" I'm out of this conversation."

-" Ain't you adorable with that blush of yours ?"

Benkei. You shot him a death glare. What part of privacy they don't understand ?

-" I'm not blushing. "

-" Yeah you do. "

The snake, being none other than your roommate started serpentining toward you, your shoulders curled the slightest bit when he walked around your chair to stand behind you, putting his hands on top of it.

-" or maybe is it because... You've actually never done it ?"

Your silence, and the way you sunk deeper in your chair were enough of an answer for them, as almost all of their faces took a shocked expression, Wakasa leaned closer toward you, brushing his plump lips against your ear.

-" It's a personal choice, okay ? Now cut it out, that's embarrassing. "

Through your peripheral vision, you could see all of their eyes on you, concern showing through, and soon your attention was stolen by Wakasa's hot breath hitting your skin.

-" What a shame... " behind his voice was left a trail of goosebumps on your neck , faux sympathy so obvious it cut through his tone. You failed to notice Takeomi throwing his cigarette and making his way toward you from behind, because of Wakasa's voice echoing again.

-" Bet this cunt never came a single fucking time ".

-" is that true ?" Takeomi's voice startled you, you turned only to figure out they both were, the devils standing on your shoulders, a scene which could almost be comical. " Never creamed ? Don't ya know your roommate's the best at making girls feel good ? Didn't they told you 'bout how nice it is to cum ?"

His breath, heavy with smoke as intoxicating and addictive as his words, then switching to the lavender haze of Wakasa's eyes, a point where his gaze turned from unsustainable to intensely consuming, a point where you knew you'd let him intoxicate you.

-" Can I... "

Your breath hitched, because that damn Wakasa Imaushi brushed his lips against your cheek, closing his eyes and inhaling your perfume.

-" Can I see it ? Check your tight pussy real quick ?"

And when you opened your eyes, they fell on Shinichiro's ones, and the interest you read on them ignited a thousand wildfires in you. As much as you'd like to deny him, his words left footprints on your mind, one's you were dying to follow blindly. Your eyes turned to the one you trusted the most between them, your roommate, biting your lower lip and giving Wakasa the urge to bite it himself. You couldn't believe you were at a hairsbreadth of giving in, what volatile opium could possibly have you that intoxicated on their words to squeeze your thighs together at the simple thought ?

-" Yes. Yes you... You can". Words slipped out of your mouth, almost as if your body took control of its own desire, dropping all reason aside and fighting with swords of lust the rationalism.

Your approval fell as an order, almost instantly, you found yourself into his arms lifting you as if you weighted nothing, and Shinichiro cleared the couch just before your back got laid there gently.

They all gathered around Wakasa who found his way between your legs, sliding your pajama shorts and panties, uncovering every inch of your skin to their adoring eyes.

-" be my good girl and spread these legs for me, wontcha ?"

You threw your head back, following Wakasa's order and meeting eyes with Takeomi who was standing behind the couch. You began spreading your legs carefully, avoiding their gazes, and a grunt left Takeomi's lips all while his his calloused thumb came to caress your lips.

-" So obedient already... " He praised, sliding the tip of his finger inside your mouth.

-" Ya really should see, princess has the prettiest pussy I've seen " you could feel him grin against you, breath hitting your folds and making you squirm, you didn't noticed Benkei until his hand landed on your stomach.

-" Shhh, relax f'me. " He sat up next to you, hands starting to slide under your tank top. " Is this okay, pretty girl?"

You were none but a meer puppet on their strings, with so much demons around you luring you to their tempting sin, how could you even do anything but nod in approval?

Shinichiro gulped down while Benkei stripped you of your shirt, finding yourself thus all exposed to the boys. You had barely the time to feel self conscious, since Takeomi's thumb left your lips, only to be replaced by Wakasa's lollypop.

-" Keep it in for me, 'kay princess ? Got something sweeter down there".

He lowered himself again, this time licking a stripe upon your folds and letting your natural scent lure him closer to you.

-" Oh god !"

Your arousal coated his tongue and he tasted you on his buds, humming and taking a shaky breath out of you.

-" been hiding this sweet pussy from me ? How selfish... "

He ignored his own hard on, pushing his tongue deeper in you and causing you to fist the couch next to you. It was all too much, from Benkei's large hands groping your mounds, to Wakasa's ministrations beneath you.

-" So fucking soft " Arashi's lips grazed your ear, and you granted him with shivers upon your skin, Shinichiro who stood further away since the beginning started shyly making his way toward all of you.

-" and already so wet... " Your roommate's voice vibrations caressed you with the tenderest goosebumps. " Did thinking 'bout Shin jerking off got you so wet ? "

As heat rose to your cheeks, your gaze fell on Shinichiro who kneeled next to you on the ground, shy hand reaching for your thigh. His touch was as gentle as him, a meer butterfly on your skin along with his star-studded stare.

There wasn't any single inch of your skin their hands did not touched, and for those who they did not, their eyes set on fire. All of them drinking on your body and getting high on lust.

-" She's so pretty... " Shin's raw voice hit your skin right before his lips landed gently on your thigh, you arched your back, pushing deeper against Wakasa's tongue and Arashi's hand.

-" hm, better than I ever expected... " Right there, a wave of heat crashed against Wakasa's body, trading his usual jaded eyes against widening ones, noticing how your walls clenched around nothing. " Hm ? Turns you on to hear I touched my cock thinking 'bout your body baby ? What a dirty slut you are... "

-" Prettiest whore ever"

Amidst the blaze, it was hard to understand it was Arashi's statement, he mumbled, mouth around your nipples. Even your hands were a lot in the mix, mind too deep within the pleasure of tongues and hands to think about where you should rest them.

-" how pathetic, she's drooling everywhere" Takeomi pulled the lollipop out of your mouth, leaning closer to your mouth. Lost in pleasure, your glassy eyes rested on him. " How 'bout I keep this mouth busy, babydoll? Can I taste you?"

And you agreed, mindlessly giving the last remnants of you to the burning wind of them. Takeomi tasted like tobacco, something about his fleshy but soft lips was addictive, blowing hot and cold, sucking on your lips here and biting them then, like ocean waves pushing and pulling you.

-" this mouth feels so good " he breathed against your lips once he pulled away, and none of them, not even Wakasa who was under you could prey their eyes off of your face, teary eyes and whimpering lips. The latter inserted a finger inside you, pumping slowly, but then your hand flew to your mouth, covering the prequel of unborn sounds and he frowned.

Wakasa reached for your hand, and in a rather tight grip pinned it above your head.

-" hold back again, and I'mma fuck you, tied up. Got it ? "

Broken sobs were the only answer he got, fairly he seemed satisfied.

-" You scared the pretty, Waka " Benkei chuckled, hand discreetly pumping his length while the other was still squeezing your breasts. The cold amethyst rings of your roommate drifted slightly toward you.

-" 's that right ? Is my princess scared of daddy ?"

Contempt dripping from his tone, you ignored him and focused on the feeling of the second finger he added inside you. There was a knot forming in your lower belly, tightening every time he grazed your lips, thus making you unaware of the filthy things Takeomi was whispering in your ear.

-" can't stop thinking 'bout how these lips would feel 'round my cock, babydoll... "

Insidious indeed, the way their words slipped under your skin and poisoned your senses, how every one of their fantasies lured you into temptation. Wakasa's body betrayed him for the first time, making him buckle his hips against nothing at the feeling of your walls closing around his fingers tighter.

-" Damn, dude. She's clenchin' o'mme "

The green eyes of the one above you widened before he chuckled.

-" Oh yeah ? Wanna lemme fuck your throat baby ?"

-" Yes, jus'... Just do it " you closed your eyes and arched your back, feeling your high at the tip of your finger's reach. Hand grabbed the blonde locks of Wakasa who grunt at the tightness of your grip.

-" How 'bout... How 'bout I make you cum ?" The first time hearing Shinichiro's voice got you lifting your head abruptly, looking into his half-lidded dark eyes, then toward the visible stain in his tight pants. " Can I be the first to be inside you ?"

His dark hues laid a crimson sparkle over you, promises of passion snaking around your body until choking on your own desire. Next thing you knew, Wakasa reluctantly pulled out from you and was replaced by Shin, all while Takeomi's tip nudged against your lips, smearing the precum along. Curiously licking the arousal of the scarred man got their already hardened shafts throbbing from pleasure.

-" Uh, feels so good " Shin threw his head back, sinking inch by inch inside you. All thanks to your roommate and how good he prepped you, the pain was nearly unborn before the pleasure of being full replaced it all. " You so perfect, can't believe my fuckin' eyes ".

-" R-right ?" Takeomi stuttered, also sliding deeper in your mouth, you tried unconsciously relaxing your throat and taking as much of him as you could. " Babydoll's too damn good for only one cock "

The next seconds were a blurry chapter, stained by hands and mouths, stuffed with praises and sugar coated words. They gravitated toward you like planets around their sun, craving the heat. Or more like moths to a flame, running gladly to their fatal end.

A flame they however ignited themselves. And truth be told, they got you swimming in a bottle of emotion, with mind-blowing kisses and dulcet touches, you've never felt so loved, worshipped as a goddess and desired as the forbidden fruit.

-" yeah, just that way... " Takeomi praised, caressing your hair and wiping some tears from your eyes, with every thrust of Shinichiro's hips against you, your voice caressed his shaft deliciously and sent him higher.

-" 's way too tight, this pussy's a damn vice... Can't get enough " the Sano's eyes drank in every crumb of you, and sunk deeper within the lure. Never has he felt such a lust and he felt it devouring his guts, although the need of closing his eyes and focusing on his sensations was there, Shinichiro got mesmerized by you, just your sight like cigarette ashes dusting his mind, God was it hot.

Arashi didn't see it coming, until you gripped the pain in his guts. He nearly was sent to overdrive by your soft hand around his obviously bigger length, stroking it and taming his raging despair.

-" Shit- " he swore, thrusting in your hand that you tightened. " Can you feel what you doin' to me ?"

You could only nod, hollowing your cheeks to welcome more of Takeomi.

Like smoke of that blaze around, time flew by, then grandiose was the eruption. Takeomi was the first to let the thunder roar in his lower parts, pulling out just before painting your breasts white. Your meer sight milked him dry, swearing he'd never came that much.

Shin was soon to follow, flying you high with him and carrying you through the delicious loss of gravity. You clenched around him so hard while cumming that he thought he would easily come again.

-" Babe- Fuck relax, this too fucking good-"

Your cries were music to their ears, but Arashi, the strong and big Benkei was no more than a violon you played, making him hit the highest notes with your tender hands until he came with strangled moans, burying his head and bliss in your neck.

-" That was damn... Wow" he chuckled, thumb grazing your heating cheeks as you shyly closed your eyes.

In a hell of a room dripping with sin, an angel coated in desire and surrounded by devils. What they saw was art to the root, white ropes dressing your breasts, hair like sunshine sprayed around a beautiful wild gaze and swollen lips, you were spreading fetch, and were a holy evil seeping through each and every one of them.

-" Princess, eyes on me".

Turning your still unfocused gaze toward Wakasa, you've been swallowed in the epiphany, seeing the camcorder he was holding.

-" 's it okay if I keep this ? If I keep you in ?"

You loathed how the idea of him preciously keeping that record talked in such a tempting language to your heart. Biting your lower lip, you tilted your head to the side.

-" would you... Share it with other people ?"

Oh fuck, he had thought. A man as unmoved as a mountain found himself thrown and blown by a whisper from swollen rosey lips. The fragrance of your perfume, your teary eyes and dazzling beauty intoxicated him into the need of a kiss, leaning towards you, he captured your lips and grunt against your mouth at the blissful feeling.

-" look me in the fuckin' eyes, and dare saying I'd let anyone ever see how precious my princess looks " he gripped your chin, mindless of his friends watching and panting hard from their mind-blowing high. " Not after tasting you. Bitch you're addictive ".

A giggle erupted from your lips, sparkling your already pretty face to them and glowing under their eyes.

-" you can only keep it if you stop being so cheesey ".

Wakasa's gaze darkened, turning indigo under the living room's light. Takeomi who was just done unzipping his pants placed a kiss on your cheek, while Arashi found himself behind you.

- " He's not cheesey " tough hands which were not strangers to throwing fists and drawing blood gently cupped your hair, taking it into a ponytail before kissing your neck. " He's just pussy drunk ".

-" You've done so well for us" Shin was next to find your lips, letting his mouth linger a little longer on yours before pulling out, staring at you with star dust in his dark sky eyes.

You went for standing up, leaning on your elbows but a shocked gasp traversed the barrier of your lips when Wakasa's rough hand pushed you back on the couch, resting on your lower belly.

The purple haired man leaned closer toward you, jaded bored eyes building a whole new gut devouring feeling in your stomach. His gaze drifted toward your bare body, making his cock throb with pain before he focused back on your eyes.

-" Did I said I was done with ya ?"

Your eyes widened, painting an invisible smirk on his face.

-" What... ?"

-" Did I stutter ? " Getting closer to you, he buckled his hard on against your bare skin, grunting along with a gasp coming from you. " Ain't letting you go before I'm stretching this pretty pussy real good ".

He swallowed you whole with his deep hues, taking in the blush on your cheeks before he freed himself from his pants and underwear. And the minute those hit the ground, a new wildfire rose inside you.

The white leopard, in all its majesty standing raw in front of you. Pumping his cock twice before closing the distance between you two, his other hand flew to your forehead, pushing your hair away.

-" Daddy's gonna go down on ya until your fucking legs are sore. Have ya walk around the apartment with my cum dripping from your cunt".

I'M HIDING THAT WAS SO AWKWARD! I've never wrote a smut with more than one partner and I'm such A BITCH THAT I DIRECTLY JUMPED INTO WRITING A FIVESOME ? REALLY ?

Anyway... ANYWAY.

I hope it was fun to read, anon !

Next will be a Draken request ( finally ) then a Mikey request from one of my dearest moots, goodnight !

Network : @tokyo-ballroom @downtown-roponggi

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tetsutits · 2 years

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"𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊." - akashi takeomi x fem!reader

synopsis :: takeomi is needy. he thinks it won't be a problem if he steals you away for a little while.

cw :: 18+ smut, mdni. established relationship. reader wears a dress. babysitting. tw kids mentioned briefly. quickie. use of baby, princess, doll. grinding. wall sex + unprotected. creampie. takeomi & reader are in their early 20's. (wc :: 1.5k)

an :: writing for takeomi bc he deserves more love <3 also this was p rushed sorry for any errors !!

MINORS DNI. tr masterlist @tokyometronetwork

"how much time do we have?"

"10 minutes—tops." takeomi speaks quietly from above you.

you've been at the akashi's house for most of the day, helping your boyfriend babysit his two younger siblings. you mostly come here for him—but you enjoy senju and haruchiyo's company, the two little kids have slithered their way into your heart and now have a special place in your life.

it brightens up your day when you see them—they're like rays of sunshine, definitely unlike their older brother. the two kids are surely a handful, but you love them as if they were your own.

"well, they're definitely distracted now," you say, peering over at senju and haruchiyo—both of them sitting in the living room watching tv, "i doubt it'll last longer than that, though."

takeomi rests one large hand on your waist, he stands over you, sneakily watching his younger siblings to make sure they'll be occupied for long enough for you two to sneak away.

you grab his hand and start making your way to his bedroom, "c'mon, we don't have much time. better make it worth it, loverboy." you wink at him, a cheeky smile on your face.

you pull him to his room at the end of the hallway, he closes the door and pushes you up against it—his body big, and towering over yours.

"all of this just because you couldn't wait till tonight," you giggle in between kisses, throwing your arms around his neck.

"can't blame me. you look so fucking cute takin' care of my siblings." he kisses up the column of your neck, breathing in your scent. "this sundress is driving me insane."

you whine when he bites harshly on a sensitive spot by your ear, then licking it to ease the throbbing pain. "o-omi,"

his hands wander all of you, grabbing and groping. one of them comes up to harshly pinch your nipples through the thin fabric of your sundress.

"y'see these?" he groans, cupping your chest in his hands, "fuckin' perfect." he squeezes them hard, pulling a moan from you before you slap a hand over your mouth, muffling any sounds.

you're not sure how long senju and haru will be occupied—but you definitely know that if you're too loud, they'll come investigating.

your other hand is tugging on the hair of his nape, making him groan loudly in response. he pulls down the straps of your dress, slowly undoing the top half, "fuck, baby." he half-whispers.

"so fuckin' pretty." kissing down the expanse of your chest, leaving a trail of bite marks and bruises. your teeth sink into your bottom lip, trying your best to keep quiet as he wraps his soft lips around your nipple. his left hand works simultaneously on your other breast, tugging on the sensitive skin.

"s-shit, omi!" you whine, throwing your head back, resting it on the door.

you arch your back to get more of him, to feel more of his addicting mouth all over you, but you're stopped when his hand comes down to your hip to firmly hold you in place.

"patience, baby. i'll give you what you want."

"we-we're taking too long," you whimper impatiently.

"tch," he clicks his tongue and decides the best way to shut you up is by holding you by the neck, pulling your face to meet him. you let him slip his smooth tongue inside you—stealing your breath away.

he groans softly into your mouth, savoring your taste. a taste that he could never get enough of, something that he's sure is addicting to him. his hands slither down your body where they reach under your dress, slipping them inside to trace the lining of your panties.

"o-omi, please," you whimper, the grip you have on the front of his shirt tightening.

"i know. i know, baby." he lifts your leg so that one thigh is wrapped around his waist. one hand cupping your cunt through your underwear.

your hips involuntarily buck into his palm, using him to pleasure yourself. he has your eyes rolling to the back of your head, "feels s'good,"

he chuckles, "you're already soaking, were you that needy? did you want me to fuck you that bad, doll?"

the humiliation makes heat rush all the way to your ears, and you shyly look away from him but your hips don't stop grinding against his hand.

"don' wanna be prepped," you whisper, still unable to look him in the eye.

"wasn't planning on it." he roughly shoves the rest of your dress above your waist, bending down and lifting you up from under your thighs.

"takeomi—!"

"shh, you're being too loud." he cuts you off, two of his fingers come down to move your panties to the side. "unzip my pants, princess."

you do as you're told, and his cock slips out from the confines of his pants. it's long and leaking, his dark pink tip lightly lubricated from his own pre cum.

"oh, shit. so fuckin' wet." the thick head of his cock runs through your wet folds back and forth—occasionally massaging your clit and sending sparks of pleasure throughout your body.

"n-need you inside, omi, please." you ache in need for him, and for him to just fill you up and fuck you senseless.

he doesn't wait any longer, pressing his pulsing cock straight into your fluttering hole. you both moan at the feeling of the intrusion. he can never get over how you feel—always so soft and pliant, ready to take him anytime he wants.

"so warm, baby." the stretch burns—but you won't deny that it makes it more pleasurable when it hurts a little.

suddenly, just before he's about to thrust up inside you, you hear senju's voice yell in the hallway.

"takeee!” her voice travels through the door of takeomi's bedroom, "where'd you guys go?"

both of you freeze, and his hand comes up to shove two of his fingers into your mouth—keeping you quiet.

he grunts, squeezing his eyes shut and dropping his head onto your shoulder, "we'll be out in a bit, senju."

"i'm hungry!"

"just give me five more minutes!" he forces out, trying his best to make his voice as even as possible. it's even harder to do because of the way your walls flutter and spasm around his length.

"hurry up!" she commands, and you both breathe out a sigh when you hear her footsteps travel across the hall and back into the living room.

he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, "better be quick then." and before you have a chance to reply he thrusts up harshly, knocking the wind out of you.

your teeth bite the inside of your mouth, and you think you draw blood but at this point you can't seem to worry about anything except the drag of his cock against your gummy walls.

"perfect-so perfect f'me." he grunts, trailing kisses up your neck. your hands grip tight on his shoulders.

with the way he's angled right now, the way he's thrusting up into you—every time his hips move forward the soft hair of his pubic bone rubs against your clit just right. it makes you see stars, the pleasure overwhelms you.

"a-ah! omi—right there!"

"here, baby?" he hits the same spot, and you let out a small sob—he just feels so fucking good.

"don't stop," you say as he continues to ram his cock inside you, his thick tip nudging against your g-spot.

he brings two fingers in between your bodies to play with your clit, stimulating you even further. he pinches and strokes all while you're trying your hardest to keep your moans suppressed.

"fuck—you gonna cum?" he grunts, throwing his head back, "squeezing me so tight, c-cum with me, baby."

that's all it takes to throw you off the edge, gasping out as you cum on his cock. your legs tighten around his waist, pulling him even closer to you.

"s'good, omi!" his lips meet yours, swallowing all your cries. you're unable to kiss him back, barely even able to control your body as it jerks to meet his thrusts.

his grip on the back of your thighs hurts, but a few more thrusts and he follows, releasing deep inside you, filling you all the way with his warm, sticky seed.

he slows himself, resting his forehead on yours as you both try and catch your breaths. it's quiet after that, he pulls himself out and helps you dress.

"we can't do this again, omi." you giggle. "i don't want us to get caught."

"i couldn't help myself," he plants a kiss on your forehead. "we should get back."

your legs are wobbly, and your thighs burn as you hold on to him while walking back to the living room.

"what took you guys so long?!" haru pouts.

takeomi takes a second before sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck, "we were building a lego set."

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stxrmylxve · 9 months

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Thinking about a poly with shinichiro and takeomi..

They just work so well; takeomi is quick with his hands to have your shirt undone as he grips your chin with his other hand, trapping you in a rough kiss. On the other end, shinichiro is flipping up your pretty skirt to move your lace panties aside, making quick work to rub your sweet clit. They’re both very handsy, but it is all worth it because they know that they can make you cockdrunk in shinichiro’s office as his workers continue working in the shop obliviously.

@shelly-ya :)

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rozcdust · 1 year

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Come back (to me)

Pairing: Takeomi Akashi x F!Reader

Genre: Crack

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: Kidnapping, violence, guns being pointed at someone’s face

You get kidnapped, and the kidnappers send Takeomi the tape. You’re not happy about the money asked for your rerturn.

Kokonoi was the first to arrive at work that day, per usual.

At 11:36 fucking a.m.

The meeting was supposed to start at 10, but everyone really knew that meant it’ll start anywhere from 11 a.m. to 7 p.m.

Fuck’s sake.

Honestly, he should start charging everyone a late fee. How is he supposed to arrive fashionably late with a Pink Drink from Starbucks if every other motherfucker isn’t even there?

Jesus help him.

As he sips his drink, considering just calling everyone one by one to scream in their face, he slams the door to the building open, something snagging at the entrance.

He huffs, assuming the carpet got caught in the door, but as he looks down to correct whatever was wrong, he only finds an envelope there.

He raises an eyebrow.

Picking it up, he inspects it, gently pressing the envelope between his fingers to ensure there wasn’t anything explosive in there, but all he felt is a small, long oval lump.

Turning the envelope around, there was no return address, but Takeomi’s name was written on it in shaky, barely legible handwriting.

Well.

Koko decided to take a plunge, and ripping open the envelope with his teeth, he raised an eyebrow at what he found.

A USB stick.

It couldn’t be anything good.

Fuck.

He better call him.

Takeomi bounced his leg, waiting for the laptop Kokonoi provided to accept and open up its content.

A pop-up opened up, with three files creatively titled ‘video1.avi’, ‘video2.avi’ and ‘video3.avi’ being the only content.

Takeomi took a long, ragged breath as Kokonoi paced behind him, biting his nails, and clicked on the first one.

His stomach churned.

It depicted you, in a dingy warehouse, bound to a chair and duct tape over your mouth, makeup smeared and eyes red and puffy as tears streamed down your face, a man wearing a face mask standing next to you with a gun pointed at your head.

“Well, as you can see, Akashi,” An unfamiliar voice spoke behind the camera, chuckling, “We got something that belongs to you. J, take that shit off her mouth.”

The man standing next to you ripped the duct tape off, visibly making you flinch as a loud sob escaped your mouth, head hung low, shoulders shaking.

Kokonoi cursed behind Takeomi as Takeomi gulped, panic flooding his every sense.

“Please…” Finally, you spoke, teary eyes looking up at the camera, more sobs following, “Please, I don’t know anything!”

“We don’t give a shit about information.” The man next to you, J, scoffed, pressed the gun harder into your temple.

Takeomi felt like he’s been shot.

He knew you were a mistake, he should have kept you away, he shouldn’t have gotten involved with you in the first place, look where that has gotten you- Where it has gotten him.

He found comfort in the fact that besides the tears and smeared makeup, you seemed okay, there were no bruises or cuts visible, so at least they didn’t harm you.

Yet.

He’ll hunt those bastards down and tear them apart limb by limb if they touch a hair on your head.

“We got your bitch, Akashi, and there’s a price to pay for her.” The man behind the camera laughed.

“Please, Omi, help me…” You whimpered out in fear, eyes shut as you tried to collect yourself, “Please, I have an exam on Tuesday, I can’t fail, Takeomi, I’ll have to retake the year! Baby, please…”

Kokonoi quirked an eyebrow.

You’ve got a fucked up sense of priorities, besides, he’s pretty sure your professor would have taken ‘Being held hostage’ as a valid enough excuse for not attending the exam.

The sick bastard next to you laughed.

“J, untie her hands. Give her the ransom note.”

The man in the mask did as asked, letting you rub your sore wrists for a second before shoving a notepad into your hands.

You flinch, taking a shaky breath, but quickly rubbing the tears away with the back of your hand, your eyes flicking down, beginning to read.

“Akashi,” You stop, letting out another sob, “If you ever want to see your whore alive again-“

You seemingly broke down again, bawling and whimpering, tears dripping off your cheeks onto your lap.

“Leave 6 million yen-“

You stopped crying to make a face of confusion, looking up and glancing at the man still pointing a gun at your head, and the man behind the camera.

“Sorry, mister kidnapper, I don’t mean to tell you how to do your job but- 6? Really?” You raised an eyebrow, wiping the newly formed tears away, “Is that like, a going rate in the industry or…?”

The man in a mask furrowed his brows, insecurely looking at the man behind the camera.

The guy behind the camera cleared his throat.

“Um, there isn’t really an industry? It’s just what we… We thought would be an appropriate amount?”

“Bruh.”

“Like, you’re just some whore Akashi keeps around, no? 6 seems plenty-“

Takeomi clearly saw the look in your eye shift from deep, damning fear into annoyance.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

There she goes.

“First off, I am not a whore, I am the whore. Second, 6 million? Bitch- That’s all you think I’m worth?!” Yelling, you slammed the notepad onto your knees, “Are you fucking for real? Not even like, 10?! Or 20? A nice round number? 6? 6?!”

You started untying your feet, the man in the mask pulling the safety off his gun, an alarmed look on his face.

“Bitch, I don’t know who the fuck think you are but-“

“Get that shit out of my fucking face! You’re being such a fucking beta male right now, I swear to-“ Without a second thought, you smacked the gun out of the man’s hand with the notepad, standing up and continuing to beat the man with now rolled-up notepad.

The video cut off.

“Your bitch is fucking insane.” Kokonoi muttered, standing right behind Takeomi right now.

Takeomi hummed in agreement as he clicked on the second video.

It was just a minute and twenty seconds of you somehow getting ahold of a leg chair and still hitting the masked man.

Oh well.

Video three.

It depicted a now sobbing man, different from the one previously holding a gun to your head.

His voice was the same as the one previously holding the camera.

“Please, Akashi, we fucked up, take her back-“

“Bitch, what you crying about? You look like you cry when you cum too- Jesus fucking- Give me that before I- Hi Omi!” You wrestled out the camera from the man’s hands, shoving him to the ground before graciously offering the guy a few more kicks.

You look up at the camera and smile.

“Hey babe, so, I know this seemed scary and all, no worries though, I will call them an ambulance.” You turn to look back at the masked man, who was clutching both his ribs and his crotch, curled up on the ground, “I may have gone overboard, but oh well. 6 million? Can you fucking imagine? The disrespect- Anyway, I know we had an argument a few days ago, but pinky promise I’ll make it up to you, see you today at 9? Okay, cool cool, send my love to Kaku, mwah mwah, bye!”

The video cut off.

Takeomi sighed.

Yeah, he shouldn’t have been worried.

Crazy and stupid really is his type.

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buccini555 · 1 year

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𝒞ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝒞𝑜𝑙𝑎 - 𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒐𝒎𝒊 𝑨𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Being Takeomi's little princess

Takeomi never really seemed like someone romantic or simply the type of guy who was determined to be sincerely loving with someone or much less passionate, however, when without even expecting it, you appeared in his life, the eldest simply couldn't let it go to lay eyes on you as soon as he saw you for the first time, strangely he felt something he had never felt before and after a long time trying to conquer you, having left aside the life he lived before, together forgetting all that he had previously been involved, also dropping the parties and nights out that he never failed to attend.

He was completely in love with you, it didn't take long for you to become his girlfriend, Takeomi assured you that you wouldn't regret giving him a chance, even knowing about his past and involvement with gangs and even some crimes, despite Takeomi's problematic past, you also can't help but fall in love with the way he treats you, he always makes it clear how much he loves you and that he simply changed his life just for one goal, to have your love and affection.

Takeomi always pleases you with gifts, no matter the amount, he just wants to make sure you live the best life possible, so he spoils you, basically treating you like a princess, buying you clothes, jewelry, shoes or anything else you want, also, your boyfriend is extremely romantic, especially the old fashioned way, always carries your purse, opens the car door, takes you to dinners, romantic dates every week and on top of that, buys you beautiful flowers, as many as possible, practically every day he brings you bouquets or at least one of your favorite flowers, being as affectionate as possible at all times, Takeomi also always pleases you with good morning or good night kisses, he actually tends to be extremely polite with you, making you forget he's part of a gang or something, he doesn't seem dangerous when it comes to you, he just behaves like a true gentleman completely in love with his lady, when you get home tired for some time. reason, the highest makes sure you relax, taking off your shoes and giving you little kisses right after helping you take a hot shower and get dressed in comfortable clothes.

Takeomi always affirms the fact that you are his little princess, so he feels the obligation to take care of you and protect you from everything, in addition to ensuring your well-being and quality of life, working twice as much as he would normally work to ensure that you have a routine full of luxuries and everything you deserve, he gives you all the love he feels, since he never loved someone as much as he loves you, Takeomi really does and would do anything for you, he would never have peace again if he ever end up losing the most precious jewel he has, you make everything seem okay and his mind stays calm, so he dedicates most of his time to you along with all the good feelings he feels, never letting go of you. making loving hints or soft caresses, even bold ones when you allow it.

Takeomi really strives to be a good boyfriend, no one can say otherwise, since even in public he maintains the same attitude as a passionate thug, of course, he cannot help but maintain his gangster reputation, precisely to ensure that no one he will have the courage to find a finger on you or get close to the person he loves so much, for this reason he ends up being extremely protective at times, but this protection is only to guarantee your safety, he does not feel jealous since he totally trusts the girl he chose to become his wife in the future and together they would build a family that, although he never dreamed of marriage or having children, when you started dating it just didn't get out of his head, because he knew it was you, you are the right person, there is no one in this world who can accomplish what Takeomi wanted, it is you that he wants to be with until the last day of his life.

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blueparadis · 2 years

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𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐟!𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT; EXPLICIT CONTENT UTC

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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mochiswifey · 2 years

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Y/N: Damn you look 🔥🔥🔥

TAKEOMI: Thank you.

Y/N: *Turns from the mirror* What? Did you say something?

TAKEOMI: Oh nothing. I thought you said I look good.

Y/N: You thought wrong.

TAKEOMI: ……

Y/N: Old ass.

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444takeomi · 7 months

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ACCIDENTALLY SEEING YOU NAKED

: ̗̀➛ summary: 1st gen bd walking in on you changing

character(s): shinichiro sano, wakasa imaushi, takeomi akashi, keizo arashi

warnings: female reader, nsfw, nudity, second-hand embarrassment (lol)

wc: 0.8k

a/n: i haven’t written anything overly nsfw in a while so have this ig, i'm currently working on a few longer posts but writer’s block has been kicking my ass😭

: ̗̀➛ shinichiro

shin knew that you were in your room and wanted to ask you something, but he made the mistake of forgetting to knock on your door and decided to just walk in without any warning. he stops mid-sentence as soon as he sees you, the sight of your naked body making him lose his ability to both speak and think, and he immediately forgets what he was even going to ask you in the first place. he tries not to stare, he really does, but with you being the first woman he had seen like this, at least in person, he just can't help himself as his eyes begin tracing along every dip and curve of your body. shin can feel his pants getting tighter as he continues to look you up and down, and it isn't until you tell him to get out that he snaps back into reality, realising that he's been staring at you for way too long. he starts apologising profusely before turning around to leave your room, only to hit his head on the doorframe on the way out. shin never really saw you as anything more than a friend before, but he finds himself unable to look at you the same way again, especially after all the dreams he's had about you since.

: ̗̀➛ wakasa

waka doesn't even think about the fact you might be changing, opening your door and casually walking into your room without bothering to knock first. he isn't prepared for the sight in front of him, his eyes instantly landing on your bare figure and he can't help but smirk in amusement as he watches you attempt to cover yourself with your hands. waka might tease you about it a little, suggesting that you did this on purpose and how it was like you wanted him to walk in on you since you didn't even bother to lock the door, and if you weren't in such a vulnerable position you'd honestly want to slap him. of course he’ll leave as soon as you ask him to, he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable after all, although he can't help but find himself stealing one last glance at your body before he closes the door. he's had a thing for you for so long now, having imagined what you might look like underneath your clothes countless times before, but none of his fantasies could ever compare to the real thing. waka can't stop picturing your body underneath his, imagining all the things he wants to do to you.

: ̗̀➛ takeomi

omi will roll his eyes and sigh, acting like this entire situation is somehow your fault despite the fact he was the one who walked in on you. he scoffs at you when you tell him to get out, abruptly turning around because he knows he'll be tempted to look at you otherwise, and he doesn't want you figuring out just how much of an effect you have on him. not to mention he can feel his face getting hot and refuses to let you see the blush spreading across his cheeks, knowing that you’ll never let him live it down. omi snidely tells you that there are locks for a reason and you should learn how to use them, before shutting the door behind him just a little too loudly. despite having been around countless naked women before, he's actually super embarrassed by the whole situation and he feels like an idiot for entering your room without knocking. he holds the bridge of his nose between two fingers as thoughts of your body occupy his mind, and he mentally curses at you for making him feel this way. omi can't get that image out of his head for weeks, jacking off to the thought of you more times than he'd like to admit.

: ̗̀➛ keizo

benkei is very respectful of your privacy, so it's unlikely that he would come into your room without knocking or asking for permission to enter first. however, for the sake of this scenario let's just say that this time you didn't hear him, and so he assumed it was okay to come in since he didn't hear you say otherwise. he’s very flustered upon seeing you undressed but manages to keep his composure, refusing to let his eyes wander as he averts his gaze elsewhere, uttering a small sorry and gently shutting the door again. benkei is so quiet about it that you probably wouldn't have even known he'd walked in on you if you weren't paying attention. he’ll apologise to you properly about it later, saying how sorry he is and that what he did was a complete accident. he's so sincere that of course you forgive him, telling him that the both of you can just forget it ever happened, to which he agrees. but what you don't know is that benkei finds himself getting bricked up to the thought of your body later, and he knows seeing you like that just made trying to get over his crush on you a hundred times more difficult.

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hnmcig · 2 years

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HIS SISTER NEEDS YOU

🍘 — TAKEOMI; SHINICHIRO; MITSUYA

💡 — his younger sister just had her first period and he’s lost. so he asks for your, his s/o, help

🔖 — sfw, mention of period, stablished relationship, slightly cursing, afab!reader, gn!reader insert (you/your)

𓂅 TAKEOMI

takeomi never thought much about having a conversation with senju about periods and puberty - he hoped school would teach her anything she could need before it happened.

he never thought she could still need someone. so when she called him from the bathroom, saying she couldn't open the door for him nor go out because she was all bloodie - her period having came in the middle of the night - he was lost.

he didn't see how he got to his phone and was almost unable to remember the conversation he had with you. all he cared about was you coming to help his younger sister.

you probably didn't take more than a few minutes to get to his house with bags full of what senju would need, but it felt like hours as he screamed with his sister, who was still locked in the bathroom - takeomi just wanted to help, but he was making dumb questions and senju wasn't exactly in the mood to answer any of them.

"senju-chan, can i come in?"

"y/n-chaan~" she cried and you heard the locker opening, but she didn't open the door.

you winked at your boyfriend, telling him to go chill in the living room before going inside to help her.

as he lighted a cigarette in his couch, he saw a bag you left in the kitchen table. he got up to give a better look at it, realising you also bought a few sweeties and chocolates for her.

takeomi chuckled weakly, happy to have such a helpful s/o in moments like this.

𓂅 SHINICHIRO

emma never felt so lucky as she did today when she remembered you had expend the night. and when she saw that you were already up, preparing breakfast in the kitchen, she felt even more lucky – a good feeling between all the anxiety and discomfort of having her first period. at least she wouldn’t have to to go all the way to shinichiro’s room looking for you.

“y/n-chan…”

“good morning, emma-chan. is everything ok?”

“c-can you please come with me?”

“hm, sure.” you agreed after turning off the oven to go help the blonde with whatever she needed.

and she took you to the bathroom, you imagined what was going on.

“i had my period!” she said, excited. you laughed weakly at her cute reaction, knowing that she was only happy because to her it meant she was a now a “woman”, a “grown up”.

“give me a minute, i’ll just go get the pads i’ve in my bag.”

when you went back to shinichiro’s room, he had woken up.

“why you up so earlyy?” he complained, still laying in his bed.

“i was making breakfast. which was a good thing, since emma-chan needed me”

"did something happened?" he asked, serious all of sudden, eyes on you now.

you just showed him the pad you had in your hands.

"oh god. oh god." shinichiro said, setting on his bed "do you need something? i-i can go and buy it. is she in pain? is she..."

"shin, calm down." you laughed a little "jes, you are more nervous than emma herself." you said before leaving to go help her.

now, there were many moments since the beginning of your relationship that shin thought he was thankful to have you by his side, but it came to his mind again, seeing how his sister went to you for help - he was glad to have by his side someone in which his family could count on.

𓂅 TAKASHI

i’m not sure about the age difference between the mitsuya’s siblings but in here it’s something like: takashi (18), mana (10), luna (7).

takashi never worried about this. first off all, mana was still only ten and, second, their mother was trying to make more time for them and she would eventually talk with the girls about puberty.

he didn’t thought mana’s first period would happen before she was twelve. so he was beyond surprised when he received a message from you in the middle of a toman meeting, telling him you were going to his house because mana called you asking for help. you did say in the text that he didn’t need to worry, but how could he not?

so he just told hakkai a short version of what happened and went to where his motorcycle was parked.

by the time he got home, his hands were shaking until he saw the three of you sitting in the sofa, watching a barbie movie and eating some sweets.

“oh, you back early”

“niichan!” luna said, getting up to go hug him. he hugged her and carried her back to the sofa.

“what happened?” he asked, looking from you to mana.

“oh! mana-neechan is a young lady now, isn’t it cool”

“luna!” mana said, her face red.

“hm, luna, why don’t you go in the kitchen and get us more candy?” you asked, seeing the youngest get up.

“okk. but pause the movie!”

“so…” takashi started, trying to break the ice with mana.

“i… i had my period” the girl answered quietly, looking at her hands instead of her brother.

“and how are you feeling?” he asked, putting one hand on top of her head.

“better now, y/n-chan helped me”

“i’m going to eat the least cookie!” luna screamed from the kitchen. before you or takashi realized, mana was running there to stop her sister.

“no!” she screamed.

you both giggled a little, but then he turns towards you and holds your hand.

“thank you. i-i don’t know what i would have done if…”

“it’s fine, taka. i’m glad they trust me and mana felt she could call me.”

“yeah…” he laid his head on your shoulder “me too”

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knchins · 2 years

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Brother to Brother - Takeomi & Sanzu

Summary: After catching you and Takeomi having sex, Sanzu decides he deserves a turn with his step-sister too.

Pairing: Akashi Takeomi x Reader x Sanzu Haruchiyo

Reader Type: AFAB - she/her

Rating: E+

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: step-cest, noncon, voyeurism, some yandere behavior, drug use (cocaine), implied drug addiction, some degradation, biting, begging, anal fingering, anal sex, first-time anal sex, vaginal sex, double penetration, unsafe sex, no described aftercare (but I like to think there is some)

Notes: Thanks for the request anon! I've never written step-cest before but wanted to give it a try in hopes that it may help me sort through some of my own personal trauma. I hope you enjoy it <3

Sanzu knew the moment he caught you riding his brother’s slender cock that he had to have you. He had long since had thoughts about sneaking into your bedroom at night and welcoming you into the family as their new step-sister, but it seemed as if his older brother had beaten him to the punch. His eyes watched as your nude form bounced up and down quickly on Takeomi’s dick as he thrust up into you at a matched pace. Your tits moved in perfect harmony with your hips. He nearly came in his pants just from watching the two of you.

He had been reluctant to share a place with his brother shortly after his twentieth birthday. He was even more reluctant when he suggested their younger step-sibling move in until she got on her feet. You were only a few months younger than Sanzu himself and he’d be lying if he hadn’t been lusting after you since the day you had met at your parents’ wedding.

He didn’t know why he didn’t step in that night. Why he didn’t try to join when he woke up to the soft creaks of Takeomi’s bed and muffled moans from your mouth. At first, he had thought Teakomi had brought someone home or he was just masturbating, he had not been expecting to find you in the throes of passion with your own older step-brother.

Suddenly his mind drifted to his biological little sister and how much of a pain in the ass she had been. Rage bubbled up in his gut at the thought of Senju. He pushed the feelings away as he used his credit card to divvy out a line of white powder from the pile on the small mirror. He grabbed a rolled-up yen note and inhaled it with ease. All of the practice had made perfection.

Tonight was the night he was going to have you whether you wanted him or not. He’d seen the way you looked at him. The fear in your eyes as you stared at the parallel scars on the sides of his mouth. What kind of monster was he? Well, you were going to find out as soon as Takeomi left for the store. There would be no one there to save you.

As soon as he heard the front door close, Sanzu made his way from his room to yours. He didn’t bother knocking as he opened the door to find you laying on your stomach on your bed, looking at your phone while in nothing but your underwear and one of Takeomi’s T-shirts. You looked over your shoulder, a look of surprise crossing your features as Sanzu made his way over to you with a menacing grin.

“Haruchiyo? What are you-” He grabbed you by the arm and forcefully flipped you over onto your back. You let out a small squeak of surprise at the sudden movement, your phone falling out of reach. “Stop! You shouldn’t be in here! Get out!”

You began to fight him, attempting to push him off with all your might. Nothing was working as he only laughed at your feebleness. “What’s wrong, sis? Is it because I’m not our shitty older brother?”

Sanzu cackled at the shocked look on your face. How did he know? You two had been so careful, hadn’t you? Takeomi had said Sanzu was a hard sleeper and that nothing woke him up after he finally passed out from the drugs and alcohol. Had he been mistaken? “That’s right, I know what a little slut you are.” He said, his tone suddenly turning from playful to angry. “You’ll be begging me to play with your pussy by the time I’m done with you.”

He began to rip off your clothes and though you still fought him, he easily overpowered you, rendering you naked underneath him in no time. His pink tongue slid across his lips at the sight of your body. He leaned down and took in a mouthful of your right breast before biting down hard enough to make you cry out in pain.

When he pulled away you looked down to see the massive red mark he left behind, the indentions where his teeth had sunk into you were already turning purple. “Haru, please stop this.” You whimpered as he lifted off to pull off his own clothes. He had been smart, only wearing a shirt and a pair of sweat pants when he walked in for easy access. Before taking them off he had pulled out a small bottle of lube.

He noticed your eyes drift to his flushed cock, “See what your begging does to me? Makes me so fucking hard I can’t take it.” He sounded unhinged and while Takeomi had warned you to keep your distance from Sanzu, you had always thought he just didn’t like his younger brother. Now you saw it had really been for your own safety.

He opened the bottle and lathered his fingers with lube. He tossed the container to the side before spreading your legs and inserting two fingers into your asshole, the burn from the sudden stretch making you whimper once more.

The two digits glided in and out of you with ease thanks to the lubricant. “Has brother fucked this hole yet?” He asked and you shook your head no, hoping honesty would grant you mercy.

“Guess I get the be the first at something then, huh, lil sis?” He began to scissor his fingers inside of you to stretch out your tight asshole. You did your best to try and relax, knowing it would hurt less if you did.

A moan escaped from your mouth and Sanzu paused for a moment, surprised that you were able to enjoy this. It wasn’t that it was a bad thing, it just made it a tad less fun for him. “Moaning already? Takeomi really trained you well, didn’t he?” He seethed as he added a third finger that had you trying to jerk your hips away from him.

“I’m going to fuck this pretty ass of yours, make sure you’re all used up by the time he comes home. You think he’ll ever look at you again, sis? You think he’ll still want you after I’ve had you?” His words bit into you. You had known Takeomi since before your parents had even met.

The two of you had a whirlwind romance and the taboo of being step-siblings only made the sex that much more fun. Now you wondered if it was all a big mistake as you found yourself leaning into Sanzu’s touch, rocking your hips to feel more. Your pussy gushing with arousal as you caught yourself wishing he’d fuck that instead.

“You ready to beg yet, sister?” He hissed into your ear and you shook your head no despite wanting him to touch you more. You didn’t want to give in and let him win, even if it was already evident how turned on you were.

Sanzu had a wicked grin on his face as pulled his fingers out. He took a seated position on the bed and pulled you into his lap with your back to him so you could face the door. He lifted you up to align his cock with your now gaping hole and pushed in without much care for your comfort.

Another moan was ripped from your lips as he lowered you down so you were sitting in his lap, his hands on your thighs and holding them apart so when your older brother returned he’d get a full view. He began to thrust up into you, not giving you much time to adjust to the large dick now inside of your ass. It hurt but like the first time with vaginal sex, the pain was quickly disappearing as you bounced.

The front door suddenly opened and Takeomi immediately heard the tell-tale sounds of fucking. Even worse he knew your voice when he heard it. He dropped his bags and rushed into your room to see exactly what Sanzu had wanted him to see. Your face flushed at the lewd slapping sounds of Sanzu’s balls against your taint.

Not surprisingly, Takeomi did not lose his composure. He knew that you didn’t initiate this and that his little brother who was balls deep in your asshole was the culprit. “That’s how you want to play, Haruchiyo?” He asked as he put out his cigarette and disrobed. “Let’s see who makes her cum first.”

“Take, wait!” You said, attempting to get him to listen to reason first. There was no way you could take both of them at the same time. Though Takeomi had no intentions of letting his little brother show him up like this.

His cock was quick to stiffen up, the sights and sounds of you getting fucked enough to get him there even if it was his brother doing it. He pushed the two of you back onto the bed and Sanzu stopped for a moment to adjust his angle before starting again.

“Fuck look how wet you are.” Takeomi breathed out as he hit your clit with the head of his penis. “I’m going to slip right in, darling.”

“No-” Before you could protest further, your oldest step-brother was thrusting inside of you. You cried out, grasping onto his shoulders as your toes curled with delight. The way his tip pressed against your g-spot had your head spinning and Takeomi cursed at how much tighter you were than usual.

You received a sloppy kiss from Takeomi while Sanzu bit at your shoulder as he increased his pace, trying to outperform his brother. Takeomi only kept pace with him, gradually increasing as he pushed in deeper and deeper.

It didn’t take long for you to reach your peak. You screamed out loud enough that the neighbors pounded on the wall to get you to quiet down, both holes clamping down around them as your entire body seemed to seize with pleasure. It was impossible to tell who exactly got you there first, Sanzu or Takeomi but neither man seemed to care as they began to chase their own release.

Your mind was swimming with endorphins and they filled you with cum simultaneously, both of them fucking it into your holes as deep as they could before pulling out and giving you a breath of relief. Takeomi watched as the white fluid dripped out of your stuffed holes and instead of being angry with Sanzu, he was genuinely pleased.

“Next time don’t start without me.” He said and Sanzu just laughed as you shook in his arms.

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