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manjirot · 2 years

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BIG TIME BONTEN

Summary: your daily life as the maid and girlfriend of the most dangerous crime organization in Japan.

Bonten x fem!reader

Cw: sexual jokes, sexual flirting, polygamy relationships, sexual content, pet names, the trio shenanigans + Bonten,

MDNI!! Though this will be sorta wholesome but sexual things will still be brought up so MINORS PLS DNI!!!!

WELCOME TO TOKYO

“WHAT IS HAPPENING!?” You screamed, running around in Kokonoi’s office area holding strains of your hair. “What do you mean you own me?” You asked. “I thought I was gonna be the maid!”

Kokonoi sighed, running his fingers through his hair. “Sit down. Now, what you just signed is a contract and in this contract it is said that you belong to us! You’re still the maid because we’re in need of one but what I’m saying is other than your original cleaning duties, we’re allowed to have fun with you.”

“Wha- fun with me? What are you even talking about?” You frowned, you’re hoping he’s not about to say what you’re thinking.

“Princess, what he’s trying to say is that we can play with your tits whenever we want to,” Mikey said as he pulled you closer and squeeze one tit.

Sanzu moaned, “no fair! I wanna squeeze her tits too!! Sugarplum can I squeeze a tit, huh huh!?” Two seconds in the house and these guys already given you nicknames…

“Shut up, your voice is giving me a headache! Anyways you’ve already signed so you really don’t have a say in the matter.” Kokonoi said. “Let’s go, I’ll introduce you to everyone and show you your room.”

“So I really don’t have a say in this at all?” You asked, knowing it’s futile.

“No!” The three men said in unison.

You followed Kokonoi into the living area where the rest of the men were along with Mikey and Sanzu. “Everyone, this is Y/n. Our new maid and also our girlfriend.” You jerked your head and looked at Kokonoi then at Mikey and Sanzu.

“Girlfriend you say?” The oldest Haitani brother spoke.. he got off the couch and walked up to you, “what’s your name babygirl?”

“Y/n L/n.”

He grabbed your chin with his finger, “what a lovely name..”

“And you’re pretty cute too! And you can clean and cook, damn what more can you ask for!” Rindou appeared beside Ran, “this is my baby brother, isn’t he adorable?”

“More like stupid,” Kokonoi said underneath his breath. “Hey! I heard that,” Rindou shouted.

Suddenly a tall man with a scar on his face stands in front of you looking intimidating until he takes your hand and kisses it softly, “it’s a pleasure to meet you, Y/n. My name is Kakucho but you can refer me as Kaku.”

You’re taken aback with his approach and how gentle he is, “likewise Kaku.” You say softly as your face turn slightly red.

“You motherfuc- you get no brownie points Kakussy, if that’s what you’re thinking!!” Sanzu shouted, “Being romantic gets you no pus- OUCH!!”

“Why are you being so damn loud Sanzu? Jeez, you’re gonna wake up the dead.” a man with a cigarette hanging from his mouth as he spoke, he walked in and sat down on the bar. Following behind him is a buff built man with sharp eyebrows and a very intimidating glare.

“This her?” The man with the eyebrows asked. Kokonoi nodded. The man then looked at you, “Names Mochi. This here is Takeomi. fortunately we both are in committed relationships so we’re not participating in this but we will drop by from time to time to visit ya.”

“What you do mean by fortunately Mochi? You think you and Omi are better than us!?” Rindou asked, narrowing his eyes at the two men. “I never said that,” Mochi said.

“You totally did.” Sanzu said, “you literally said you two are better because you don’t have to go online to find a girl or a maid!!”

“You know what, I’m outta here!” Takeomi shouted. He rushed out passed you and slammed the mansion door behind him. “Tch, I fucking hate him.” You heard Sanzu muttered.

Mochi scratched his head at the awkward silence, “I should um, I should get going.. my girl is expecting me home. See you guys tomorrow.” He quickly left.

Another awkward silence took place until Ran spoke, “so sleeping with babygirl?”

“ME! I’m sleeping with her! ME! ME! ME!” Sanzu yelled, “I’m sleeping with her and that’s-

“Shut up, I’m sleeping with her.” Mikey finally spoke.

“Okay…” Sanzu immediately calmed down and pouted. He was crying on the inside. Ran and Rindou laughed at how quick he was shut down.

“Koko, I still have some work to do but show Princess her room.” Mikey says. He cups your cheeks into his hands, “make yourself at home, alright? I’ll be in bed as soon as I’m done.” He then kisses you, you felt his hot tongue all in your mouth but all you could think of if he thought of you as a bad kisser.

He released you and a trail of saliva follows, “I gotta teach you how to kiss princess.”

The mansion is huge like fucking huge, it probably has twenty rooms or more in it, “Kokonoi?”

“Hm?”

“Is this mansion for me?” You asked as you followed him to your room. Kokonoi chuckled, “don’t be silly, it’s not just for you! It’s for all of us. The six of us will all be living here with you.”

“Are you serious!?” You yelled, “as a heart attack” Kokonoi said. Your head is spinning at this spot. “You didn’t catch on when Mikey said he’s gonna sleep with you?”

“But why me? I’m just a ordinary girl… I’m not really pretty or anything special. So why me??” You asked.

“You peeked Mikey interest… and we’re here.” Kokonoi the opened the door and you were amazed with what you were seeing. The room is huge, the bed is definitely king size. The bathroom looks like a whole room itself and you have a walk-in closet, a freaking walk-in closet!!

While you were freaking out over how beautiful your room is, Kokonoi just leaned in the doorway, smiling. “Everything to your liking?” You turn around happily, “of course this is perfect, everything is perfect!!” Seeing you get happy like this is adorable, he wants to keep that smile on your face at all times.

Just as Kokonoi was about to leave you shout his name, “Kokonoi!!” He peeped his head back into your room, “what’s up?” He asked.

“Thank you,” you say softly. He felt his cheeks burning, damnit why are you so cute. “You don’t have to thank me.” Kokonoi said trying to play it off, “thank the bossman and you can call me Koko, alright?”

You smiled at him, “alright Koko.”

“Also,” Kokonoi cleared his throat, “you should know that you’re working for slash dating the most dangerous men in Japan.”

“Eh?” You give him a confused look. “What are you talking about? You told me you guys were k-pop stars.”

Kokonoi chuckled covering his mouth, “Oh, no. We’re far from that.. we’re actually a-.”

Suddenly you screamed bloody murder from upstairs. “I’m guessing Koko told her the truth, aye?” Ran asked as he sipped on his beverage. “He definitely told her.” Both Rin and Sanzu said in unison as they played cards together and Kakucho sat there with a expressionless look on his face, thinking why would they even lie to you in the first place.

“Oh, yeah. This is gonna be fun.” Ran chuckled.

this is gonna be a on-going series!!! just think of this as episode one LMAOO! lmk what you think of it :)) MWAUHH <33

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kakujis · 1 year

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tokyo revengers;

nsfw = ♡, sfw = ❀ , dark content = ☽

multi:

if i could just get my hands on you♡☽ - bonten!mikey, kokonoi, kakucho, sanzu

love bites♡ - baji, chifuyu, mikey

prince headcanons ❀- rin & ran haitani, sano brothers, kakucho

do you love me? ❀ - mikey, baji, yuzuha.

do you love me? 2 ❀ - kakucho, kazutora. izana.

do you love me? 3 ❀ - hanma, ran, rindou.

do you love me? 4 ❀ - draken, mitsuya, chifuyu.

he’s so mean! ♡ - kakucho, baji, chifuyu

slippin’ on my red dress, puttin on my makeup♡︎ - kokonoi + inui x reader

promise ring series - bajitrio

baji keisuke:

sweet like cinnamon; ♡☽ - yandere!baji dc collab

reminiscin’ ♡

happy birthday, keisuke! ❀

in the dead of night. ❀

kakucho:

stay with me? ♡☽ - pt 2 to "if i could just get my hands on you" - rewriting.

dancer!reader - ♡︎

kazutora hanemiya:

stream mod!kazutora ♡ -wip

chifuyu matsuno:

secret nympho reader - ♡

sticking up for shy!reader - ❀

haitani ran:

frat!boy series

haitani rindou:

model!reader ♡ -wip

prince au angst

hanma shuji:

frat!boy series

izana kurokawa:

teach me! ♡ - prince au

prince au angst

manjiro sano (mikey):

ghost in the machine ♡ - bonten!mikey - rewriting.

ryusei sato:

future ryusei! - ❀

shinichiro sano:

prince au angst

wakasa imaushi:

needy!bf wakasa - ♡

#pibby’s masterlist #super duper uber wip #send help.#tokrev masterlist

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leafy-tab · 1 year

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h8ani · 7 months

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𝙏𝙤𝙠𝙍𝙚𝙫 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙏𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣

𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘰

Promises

Routine

𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘬𝘪

𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘺𝘶 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘰

A Gift For You

𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪 𝘔𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘺𝘢

Nightmares

𝘕𝘢𝘩𝘰𝘺𝘢 𝘒𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘢

𝘒𝘦𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘦 𝘉𝘢𝘫𝘪

𝘒𝘦𝘯 𝘙𝘺𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘫𝘪

𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙨

𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘰

𝙏𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙞𝙠𝙪

𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘪 𝘛𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢

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Complicated

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Moody GF On Period (Mikey, Mitsuya, Hanma, Ran)

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killsaki · 1 year

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kisaki tetta

greed. — you’re spoiled. spoil him too?

#tokrev drabble masterlist.#tokrev masterlist

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moechies · 2 months

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꒰ nsfw masterlists ୭ৎ ꒱

꒰ jujutsu kaisen ꒱

tw : dark content ahead .ᐟ.ᐟ includes . . . toji fushiguro , satosugu , sukuna/yuuji , etc

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tw : dark content ahead .ᐟ.ᐟ includes . . . barou shoei , bachira meguru , shidou ryusei , etc

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includes . . . hanma shuji , taiju shiba , baji keisuke , etc

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tetsutits · 2 years

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𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑 — hanma shuji x f!reader

SYN: you challenge hanma to a round of poker, and the both of you place your bets. if you win—you get his Bentley and $250k. If he wins, he gets to fuck you in one of the private rooms in the back. surely you'll win, right?

CW: toman and bonten make an appearance. gambling. swearing. reader wears a dress. smut. unprotected sex. creampie. groping. pet names (baby, princess, doll, pretty girl). let me know if i missed anything! wc: 3.4k

AN: LISTEN UP! i have absolutely no idea how gambling or casinos work but i did my research and tried my best! this might be inaccurate so i'm apologizing from now hehe. either way, enjoy! (ignore the fact that i changed my fic format again oops)

ty for @megumi-divine and @utahimeow for beta <3 | @tokyometronetwork

MINORS DNI. barely proofread. tr masterlist

"if i win this round," your eyes never leave his as you make your way to the opposite side of the table, "then of course, I get my share. along with your Bentley—and everything that's inside of it."

you see hanmas face turn stern, lip slightly curving down until it's right back up. he's smirking at you, and you already know that he's not backing down from a challenge.

it's a good thing you don't back down, either.

"alright, and if I win," his golden eyes stare into yours, as if they're looking right into your soul, "then I get to fuck you in one of the private rooms in the back."

a course of whistles and gasps fill the room, and you see rindou give hanma the deadliest stare possible. a rush of adrenaline fills your body and you feel your knees weaken.

you half expected him to ask for something materialistic—something that has to do with money or expensive items. but to your shock (well, not so much, actually), he'd rather get his dick wet over anything he could possibly have.

you smile at him, and he follows the movement of your perfectly glossed lips as you point to the table and say, "that's a deal then. shall we?"

you ignore the looks and shocked faces of the executives, and let it pass as just a playful round of poker. surely, you'll win. . . right?

and so it begins, you and hanma decide it'll only be one round. no repeats, no second chances, whoever wins gets what they've already decided on prior to the round.

being in these types of places isn't something new to you—casinos, high-end bars and clubs—they're places you frequent with bonten. but there are times where you don't like to involve yourself with their business.

toman and bonten, they regularly meet for business and events. but the two gangs have been rivaling each other for the longest time. they haven't been at each other's throats, they never purposely go out of their way to hurt the other gang—but at the same time, they aren't exactly friends .

you sit right in the middle, between the two. yes, you technically 'belong' to bonten, but you find a certain member of toman interesting. so you never miss out on the opportunity to come along when bonten is meeting with toman.

all because you want to see hanma.

(he wants to see you, too.)

you've been taught how to play poker, but you've never taken it as seriously as they have.

as the round goes on, rindou's eyes never leave yours, he watches like a hawk the entire time, and if you weren't so focused on winning, then you would have told him off.

on the other hand, the way hanma looks so confident and unbothered makes your blood boil. it's not that he's playing carelessly—he isn't. he plays with full concentration but at the same time doesn't look like he's putting much effort at all.

the sight of him, so well put together in his suit, hair perfectly styled, and his demeanor so calm and collected—it makes your thighs squeeze together and you feel warm heat pool inside you.

"what's goin thru that pretty little head of yours, hm?"

your eye snap up to meet his hazy, golden ones. the dim lighting of the casino makes it look like his orbs are glowing, the earring he wears glistens and swings as he moves.

"nothing," you smirk at him from across the table, "i'm just thinking of that Bentley of yours and the $250k that sits in the trunk of it."

you've never seen a man's smile drop so fast in your life. it made the smirk on your lips linger, proud of the subtle reaction he was giving you.

the hand that sits on the table tightens into a fist, and you think you see his veins through this skin.

"oh, yeah? and how would you know that i've got that much money in the back of my car?" he asks, tone neutral but his lips slightly turn up at the corners of his mouth.

you stare at your chips that are stacked on the table, each one varying with value. if you go all in—you could possibly risk losing the entire round and let hanma have his way. but even if you do play safe—you never know what kind of tricks he has up his sleeve.

and one thing that you do know, is that hanma will do anything to get what he wants.

"i guess you can say that i have my sources." you wink back at him.

as the game goes on, you notice his eyes lingering on you—tracing your body in the silky, black dress that you wear. he feels his pants become unbearably uncomfortable at the sight of you, the way your tits sit nice and pretty, the way your neck is a blank canvas all ready for him to mark up with dark bruises and love bites.

and it would all be simply his if he won this round.

mikey and some of the bonten executives are off somewhere finalizing deals and speaking to other gangs here—but rindou has not once left your side. he goes as far as placing a hand on your shoulder while you play.

"you really don't need to babysit me, y'know," you turn to him, speaking quietly enough that it's only you two that can hear, "i'll be fine alone."

rindou's brows furrow but he doesn't say anything, he's always been a little protective of you so this behavior isn't something foreign. instead, he pulls away but speaks right into your ear.

"it's not that i don't trust you," he says as his eyes flick over to hanma's, "i don't trust him."

if hanma can hear, he's definitely ignoring him.

"you can go, and i'll find you once we're done." he finally lets out, giving you a curt nod.

it's obvious he doesn't want to leave, but at the same time he wants to respect your wishes. reluctantly, rindou spares one more glare hanma's way and then slowly takes his leave.

the game goes on, and you feel your palms become even more sweatier by the second. the air feels thick, and anxiety swims through your blood.

opposite of you, hanma pulls out a cigar, lighting it, taking a long drag as he watches you.

the glowing lights create an atmosphere around the two of you that makes it seem like nobody else exists here. the world stills. it's just you, hanma, and this little game of poker.

you must be too absorbed in the game because he laughs, and you think it's the first time that you see his pearly white teeth as he throws his head back slightly, "c'mon, pretty girl, don't be so tense. this is all fun and games, right?"

you pout, mostly because you're frustrated with the way the round is going. you'd been so

sure that you made the right moves in order to be on the winning path—but then again, anyone that plays with hanma shuji should know that their fate is set in stone the second the round begins.

at some point in the round you find yourself at a disadvantage.

hanma is making moves that you'd think would be better for you — but instead it's giving him the upper hand.

your leg bounces under the table, but your face remains stoic in an effect to conceal his true effect on you.

hanma makes move after move, each one calculated precisely. he makes sure that whatever he does—it'll be in his advantage in the end.

as much as you try to counter him, you conclude that your best efforts don't compare to his natural skills. he knows too much—too many tricks, too many ways to get himself out of a situation.

you're like a puppet on a string that he controls. even if he's playing against you, it seems as if he has been pulling certain strings this whole time, jeopardizing every single one of your movements.

before you know it, the round is over. it's inevitable—you think. but now you're doubting yourself and your confidence as you register the results of the round. you stare at the chips, the cash and the drinks sprawled out on the table—and you try to recall where you went wrong but nothing comes to mind.

you sit there, shocked and unable to say anything. you've lost—but a part of you doesn't seem to be upset about that fact. yes, you could have come home with a shit ton of money and a brand new car—but you find yourself already slowly accepting your defeat.

you know you could get anything you want, anyway. but you play for the fun, you play for the thrill of it you play for the rush of adrenaline you get every time you place a chip down.

you're snapped out of your daydream when you hear hanma whistle, loud and long. he has a grin on his face that makes you scowl in return. the taste of losing is bitter in your mouth.

"i think we already knew this was going to happen, princess." he says, tone low and deep.

you sit back in your chair, crossing your arms over your chest, he follows the movement with his eyes, shamelessly eyeing your chest, "you must've cheated somewhere, y-you cant just win that easily. i've nev—"

"i've won fair and square." he cuts you off. "no need to make excuses. and for the record, no, actually, i didn't cheat."

you pinch the bridge of your nose. your palms are clenched in a tight fist under the table. hanma brings out an anger inside you that you've never even known you harbored.

he leans forward, large body towering over the table. he's close enough that if he whispers you'd be able to hear him, "i think you owe me, pretty girl."

you bite the inside of your mouth to keep yourself from saying anything, and you think you taste blood. he's not wrong, you do technically owe him something. but at the same time, you're not mad at how this round has ended.

hanma gets up from where he was sitting, dusting off his pants, and making his way over to you.

he stands looming over you, looking down as he reaches his hand out, "shall we?" he says mockingly, repeating the same words you told him earlier.

you look up at him through your lashes, and he swears he feels his dick get even harder from the sight.

"don't keep me waiting, doll," he says, a slight smile to his lips.

you give in to him, you just got a free chance to fuck Japans 2nd most dangerous criminal. the same one you've been pining after for the longest time.

you take his hand and he leads you away from the table and crowd. you catch rindou's shocked eyes as you're walking hand in hand with hanma.

“w-where are we going?” you ask in a hurry, ignoring the stares that you're getting from the onlookers.

hanma doesn't look back at you, but he keeps the grip on your hand firm, “i'm not actually taking you to the private rooms. that's where all the ugly business goes down.”

he leads you through the tables and the crowd, taking you all the way to the bathrooms that are located at the corner of the casino.

“you're fucking me in the bathroom? are you serious?”

he pauses, looks back at you but doesn't let go of your hand, “well would you rather me fuck you in front of all the other executives? have them watch as you take my cock right in front of them?”

you're shocked into silence. mouth opening and closing, but no words come out. “I—no. no i wouldn't.” you look away from his unwavering gaze, and suddenly you feel so small compared to him. “could you just hurry up?"

he chuckles, deep and gravely, “impatient, are we?”

you scowl at him, and it just makes his grin even wider.

you enter the empty bathroom, and the second the door closes he turns to you and asks, “there's still time to back out if you don't want this. it was just a silly bet and i'm not pressuring you to do this.”

you feel his hot breath as he traps you between him and the door, he's looking down at you, but you don't think you could handle meeting his eyes.

in a small voice, you tell him, “I'm sure. i-i want this.”

he brings one hand to your face, his other is placed sturdily against the door. his thumb traces over your lips and he pulls the bottom one out, keeping you from biting and playing with it.

“may i?” he almost whispers. you can't bring yourself to say anything, so you give him the green light by nodding in return.

his lips are soft when they meet yours. they move perfectly as if they were always meant to be slotted against them. he sucks and bites your lower lip and your bring your hands to grip the front of his suit—pulling him even closer to you.

his body presses on to yours, and you think you feel him everywhere. he overwhelms your senses—towering over you with his height and his broad shoulders.

his tongue slips into your mouth with no warning, exploring and swiping over yours. his hands are wandering all over you, groping and touching—and you already feel your panties starting to dampen. you can feel him everywhere around you, like he's the only thing that exists in this moment.

“fuck, you don't know how long i've wanted to do this,” he says, squeezing your ass through your dress.

“hanma,” you whisper, you don't know why you're saying his name, but he sure loves it.

you tug at the hair at the base of his nape, and it brings out a deep groan from his throat.

“fuckin’ gorgeous, you know that?”

you sigh in satisfaction when he starts kissing down the column of your neck, marking and leaving dark bruises all around the sensitive skin.

“shuji, please,” you whine, its uncomfortable how your panties are soaked at this point. your thighs rub together to ease the ache that's built in your core.

he buries is face even deeper into your neck once he hears his first name, the hold he has on the back of your thighs almost hurts from how hard he's gripping you.

“tell me what you need, use your words like a big girl.”

you feel hot heat rush up to your face, and you shy away from his gaze, “please just fuck me . .” you say quietly.

“Mm, can't hear you. you're gonna have to speak up, doll.”

he's teasing. you know he's teasing you. and you squirm in his hold, "s-shut up! can you just fuck me already?" you huff out.

his smirk deepens, like it seems that he's got you exactly where he wants you, "only 'cause you asked so nicely, princess,"

his large palms make their way to the bottom of your dress, and he looks up at you wordlessly asking for permission.

he yanks the fabric up over your waist once you nod, and sighs deeply at the sight of your bare legs. he massages your thighs and hands smooth over the skin, “you've been hiding this from me this entire time?”

you swallow the lump in your throat, “you never really payed attention to me whenever i came along to meetings a-and stuff.”

his eyes widen like he's shocked, and pulls away to look at your face, “you fuckin’ serious?”

you pause, and you meet his eyes in shock, “no, i don't know. . . i almost gave up on trying to reach you,”

“c’mere,” he says, leading you to the mirror, bending you slightly over the counter as he stands behind you.

“i would see you all the time, sitting all pretty in those little dresses of yours,” he looks at you through the mirror, moving your hair to the side, “and it would take everything inside me to keep it together.”

he kisses the back of your neck, and his arms move forward to grope your tits through the fabric, “i think i could die a happy man right now.”

you smile shyly at his words, and push your hips backwards so your ass meets the front of his slacks. you rub yourself against him, feeling his hard cock stiffen at the touch.

“shuji, what're you waiting for?”

he drops his head on your shoulder, and you hear the zipper of his slacks. soon enough, his cock is freed from the confines of his pants.

one of his hands come up to rub you through your panties, "already this wet for me?" he runs two long fingers through your wet folds, collecting the slick that continues to drip out of you.

“ah—fuck! feels so good,”

he smirks at you through the mirror, and you shudder when they run over your swollen bud. the bundle of nerves aching in need for stimulation makes you jump when he massages a certain spot.

“fuck, baby, i cant wait any longer,” he groans, holding your hips in place, “need to be inside you, now,”

you do him a favor and reach behind you where his leaking cock is, you wrap your hand around it, slowly stroking him as you angle your hips.

“c-could you—”

the air is suddenly knocked out of your lungs when he pushes inside you with no warning, you gasp as you feel the burning stretch of your walls.

“shit—slow down!”

he buries his face in your neck and starts a grueling pace, wasting no time at all. the force of his hips has you weak in the knees and if he weren't holding you so tight, you think you'd be a puddle on the floor.

“so fuckin’ perfect for me,” he bites your bare shoulder, muffling his groans.

"a-ah, shuji!"

"fuck—ive waited so long for this," he huffs out, hips snapping right back into you at an unforgiving pace, "to fuck you until you were cryin' on my cock" he laughs in your neck, the hot air tickling the hairs on your nape.

he hits a spot that has you seeing stars, your breath caught in your throat, and you try so, so hard to keep quiet, but with the way he's fucking you right now—you bet everyone loitering around near the bathrooms could hear everything.

“fuck—!” you cry out, the tears building in the corners of your eyes.

"look at you," he pants, the sheer layer of sweat glistening on his forehead, "takin' me so well, see?" he thrusts even harder, and it takes everything in you not to scream out loud in pleasure. it's just so much—but it's so fucking good.

your nails dig into his forearm where you're grabbing on, "there's no need—ah, fuck, no need to deny you want my cock, baby"

you feel the pressure tighten in your belly, and it only takes a few more thrusts before you're crying out, cumming on his cock.

“so fuckin’ warm,” he grunts, “gonna fill this pretty pussy up,”

his movements don't stop even when he spills deep inside you with a long groan, filling you all the way to the brim with his warm release.

your body falls limp over the bathroom counter, tired and all fucked-out. you feel like your world is spinning as both of you take this time to catch your breaths, basking in the afterglow.

he chuckles, breathless with a wide grin on his face, “maybe we should play more poker, huh?”

you lift your head to look at him through the mirror, “so there's a next time?” you ask playfully.

he pulls your panties up for you, smoothing out the wrinkles in your dress, “don't act like you didn't enjoy this.”

“i don't mind a next time,” you say quietly, standing up and turning around, “i was kinda hoping this wouldn't be a one-time thing.”

he smiles softly at you and cups your cheek with one large palm, “anything you want, baby.”

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𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩

𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 — 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬

𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐔 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 - 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐱 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐈

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬/𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬

Ｒｏｏｍ．５ - 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞... - 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 - 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢

𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 - 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬

“𝐋𝐨𝐥 𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫”

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 - 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐮

"𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞..." — 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 - 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 – 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: "𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡"

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: "𝐏𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲"

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: "𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭"

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮"

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤 - 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐀𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬

𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 — 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬: 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

☆ . 𝐀𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 – 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨 ♱𝆬

𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 — 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐃𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫 — 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 - 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐘𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢

𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐞

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲

𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 - 𝐘𝐮𝐳𝐮𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

𝐘𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐬

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐍𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 - 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐤𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒♡𝐱

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐓𝐚𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲, 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲

𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 - 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 - 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮'𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫!

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞 - 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 - 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 - 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐬: 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬: 𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢

𝐎𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐇𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬!

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐬: 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞?

𝐌𝐲 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬!

𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬!

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐬: 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬!

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥!

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨♡

𝑫𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒀𝒖𝒛𝒖𝒉𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒂 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒖 𝑲𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊

𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨♡

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞

𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢♡

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨♡

𝐊𝐨𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢♡

𝐍𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚♡

… 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 ♡ 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢♡

𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦 ♡ 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢♡

𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬♡𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 - 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨♡

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨♡

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇��𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚 ♡

𝐆𝐨 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐲 - 𝕭𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐂𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐬 - 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 - 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐚𝐤𝐤𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚 - 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝 - 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

𝐈 𝐥♡𝐯𝐞 𝐮 𝐬𝐨 - 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

𝒮𝑡𝑎𝑦 - 𝒲𝑎𝑘𝑎𝑠𝑎 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑖

𝐿♡𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 - 𝑅𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑢 𝐻𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑖

❛❛ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲❜❜ - 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

𝐰𝐭𝐟 𝐈'𝐦 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 – 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 - 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚

𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 — 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

“𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝐸𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔𝒉” - 𝐾𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑐𝒉𝑜 𝐻𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑜

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𝐈 𝐀𝐃♡𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔!

[ ❤︎ ] - 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈

ଓ ◠ 𝐂𝐖: simpy rindou, jealousy & possessiveness, some mean rin, slut shaming, oral sex, mention of creampies, degradation, praise, a lil romance

based off of ♡!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: nsfw content ahead! minors dni!

“who wants a bitch that’s already been stretched out by everybody?”

rindou haitani does. he wants you so fucking badly that it hurts. he wants you to warm his bed while he basks in your presence as long as he can. your smell, your voice, your touch — he wants to absolutely drown in it until the only thing on his mind is you.

but he can’t.

he has a reputation to maintain in the kanto manji gang as the younger of the ruthless and charismatic haitani brothers. what would it look like if he was allowing himself to be affectionate in public with someone his comrades deemed as a whore? it was absolutely unacceptable. instead, he’d rather make it seem like he was completely uninterested in the one thing he was obsessed with at night. every once in a while he’ll throw a degrading comment your way to keep up the act — nothing too mean.

but those few times where his brother has you perched in his lap with his hands under your skirt? those mild comments will ramp up in their brutality. insults will range from “whore”, “dumb slut”, and “skank” to “stupid fucking cockwhore” and “useless piece of meat”. he knows they hurt your feelings but he can’t stop the venom from coming out. seeing his older brother touch something he loved liked so much just sets him off in the worst way.

you never mind, though. you know that despite how badly he treats you outside he’ll always be in your arms at the end of the day. once the sun sets, he’s crawling up to your door to give you his apologies — pulling you into his chest to nose into your hair. he’s so much softer in the comfort of your room than around other people. it’s almost cute how he nudges you towards your bed to gently lay you down on it — his excitement betrayed by the slight shake in his hand. it’s the same thing every night and you could never have it any other way.

his favorite way to apologize is by burying his head between your legs until he can’t breathe. that tongue he used to humiliate you now being used to bring you the most euphoric pleasure. eating your cunt until he’s dizzy is the least he could do to make up for how mean he is on a daily basis.

sneaking around with rindou is just part of your routine. mostly, his favorite place to fuck you is in your bedroom. it’s a lot easier to take you there — none of the guys would be able to guess that it was him stretching you out. i mean, you’re fucking the entire upper command of KMG. the only one that they would least suspect to be worshipping your pussy is rindou. there are moments where he can’t help himself, though, and he can’t wait long enough to get to the room.

did you wear that pleated skirt that drives him crazy? he’s pushing you into the nearest bathroom to shove his head up under it. did you sit on shion’s lap for too long? hope you like having a vibrator taped to your clit for hours on end. did you turn your nose up at his mean comments in front of the other members? he’s texting you to come outside and dragging you into his car to stuff you full of his seed.

every once in a while you’ll find a gift sitting on your bed — always from the same suspected person. you know it’s him judging by the handwriting on the card left with the present. the gifts are inconspicuous, as usual. a bracelet, some hairpins, earrings — your personal favorite being the necklace with a heart shaped pendant. you’ve made it a point to wear it every single day when you’re around the base. it inflates rindou’s ego to know that when another guy is stuffing you full, you refuse to take off the necklace he had specially made for you.

you’re his special, secret girl and he absolutely adores you.

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