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blueparadis · 1 year

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Hi! I love your writing :)

If you have the time/are interested can yo make TR Mikey x reader smut with Mikey realizing reader is a virgin right before their first time? Either he believed gossips or the reader teases a lot or something. Whatever you cook up if you decide to do this, I am sure I will love it :)

Have a nice day

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Thank you >:)) okay. this was very precise but idk why it confused me. I did my best tho. I love him sm. I'm always excited to write on him >^< hope you love it too <33

STAY WITH ME ; MANJIRO SANO !

୨ content & tags ୧ ~ f!reader, mafia au, mention of brothels, arrange marriage, virginity k!nk, ( domestic ) fluff, f1nger1ng, orgasm control, kisses and soft love making, very light corruption k!nk, teasing, he is a big softie here. word count — 2kish + blog navigation.

“You know about this ?”, Draken throws the newspaper in front of Manjiro who is deeply staring at his knuckles and his rings, sitting on a bar stool holding a drink with his non-dominant hand.

“They made it public. Were you aware of this? . . . ”Draken continues in a harsh tone with his eyebrows furrowing further as Manjiro keeps him playing with a ring, juggling it in between his fingers. “Mi-key, you know what this means right? The wedding is gonna happen in a week or . . .”

“Shin told me that we're going to visit them. Tomorrow. So, I figured . . .”

“You figured what? Y/N is practically in the front page with massive headlines and. . . ” Manjiro grabs the news paper instantly looking at the photo of her. She is walking out of a shop in a one-piece dress that reveals much of her body curves, beautifully, he must add. And except the chauffeur, there is no sign of a bodyguard. How dare he! That scoundrel.

Moreover, it's been almost a year since he saw her or it would be more accurate to say that he was forbidden to see her, meet her, talk to her. The only thread of communication he had with her was occasional gifts, though it was more of a bridging alliance with her father than wooing her.

“We’re leaving.”He rushes out of their private bar,“Now. And Inform Haruchiyo. He is coming with us.”

“What? ”, Draken gasped. “But Shinichiro -san ”

“Didn't you want me to take action? This is me taking action . . . for her. ”

“Ahhh, fuck it.”

Manjiro wasn't angry. He was furious, furious that his fiancee is roaming around the town without any sort of protection. He has been humbling himself since the day this bond was sealed. He had stopped going to whore house, bringing girls in his house or even going to a bar with Izana. The day this marriage was confirmed, he knew he had to cut off all these (bad) habits once she is under same room with him.

She was sent to study abroad, right after the meeting. Manjiro would have easily continued his lavish acts but he was told to behave, told to be prepared for her. And now that she is back, Manjiro was supposed to court her, take care of her, and get rid of the childish awkwardness of a newly married couple. Who knows what happened abroad? She might have been deflowered or . . .

“Woah. What a good day it is . . .”, Y/N’s father rose up folding the newspaper and keeping it on the tea table as he saw three men approaching in his way. Manjiro Sano, Ken Ryuguji and Sanzu Haruchiyo. Of course, they had no trouble with the security.

Without greeting Manjiro walked in to the house, he was determined to meet her. Draken stopped y/n's father with his hand while his lips started to work. “Nah... Shiba-san .... When did y/n got back? We came here immediately as soon as we saw her... in the headlines” Haruchiyo stood beside the man with his eyes on the ground, hands tucked behind at the valley of his waist.

Manjiro smiled to himself as he heard Draken making the small talk. Ah! Geez. He never changes. His eyes scanned the hall. Not a soul was there, not even a servant. He heard quick footsteps cascading down the stairs, his heartbeats escalated, breathing became faster, hands crawling inside the pocket of his slacks. . .“Ahrey. . . Isn't it yuzuha? ”

She cocked her head to a side exclaiming in a bored tone. “Hakkai and Taiju are busy at the restaurant. I'm sure you know why”

“I’m not here for them” Yuzuha couldn't help but smile at his confession.

“She is in her room. Up-stairs. Right - wing. Last room with balcony.” Manjiro was already walking as he bowed his head to give his utmost thanks to her.

He stood in front of the door for a minute thinking now what? He hasn't prepared shit to say and he certainly doesn't want to scare her. Last meeting was . . . he was quite hard on her. He knocked, three times and waited. Within five seconds he saw y/n opening the door with so much zeal in her eyes.

“You should always ask. . . Who is it? Before opening the door.”, Manjiro quipped walking into the room and closing the door behind, without turning so as to keep his eyes on her.

“Are you not surprised to see me? ”

“Yuzuu texted.”, that girl always had a knack for enacting tit-for-tat whenever there was an opening.

“So, within a week. . . You'll have to stay. . . ”

“Stay with you, share bed with you, obey you. . . Yeah, yeah I know” God! What did they do to her? Last time when Manjiro saw her she had no fire in her eyes, no fight in her soul. What exactly happened at abroad?

“I wasn't going to say that but i guess that sums up. Here”, he kept a strip of medicines. “You will have these. I want you to be prepared for our wedding night. Start from today.” Part of her knew what those pills did, while part of her wanted to ask, to hear through his voice. How fucking rude! No gifts, no talk straight to sex.

The wedding day was lustrous and full of happiness. Just for a day, everyone in the Shiba family set aside there differences to make you smile. Yuzuha complained a little about how she is gonna be lonely without her sister and claimed she is gonna visit her soon but Manjiro brushed it off.

“You’re drinking too much. . . Is the crowd making you nervous? Do you want to go inside? Is the food too spicy? ”

Manjiro was kind even for a man who belonged to the obsidian world of blood-bath. His attention was focused on her, her tone of talking, body language. He cannot wait to just have her, share bed with her and fuck her in all positions known to a man, fuck her till all she remembers is his name, till she reeks of him, thinks of him and only him.

He entered the room an hour later than her. By the time she already had changed clothes and was under the covers laying down and thinking about the marriage, this marriage that was mere an alliance and she was just a peace offering.

“Y/N, you still awake?”Manjiro asked coming out of the bathroom and standing near the edge of the bed. The light of night lamp was perfectly falling on her face as she turned around to face him. Manjiro’s heart dropped at the pit of his stomach, cock twitched as her body peeked from under the covers.

“Are you tired?”, he asked leaning over her as he tucked the loose hair strands behind her ear. She nodded and sat upright. He was now sharing the same cover as her, cock growing, eyes glinting in lust and heart pounding amongst his rib cage. He cupped her face so as she would meet his eyes but she jerked his hands off instantaneously, jumping out of the bed and making some distance between them.

“Don’t”

“Why? Did i do something wrong? Something that hurt you? ”

“No but . . .” “I didn't take pills.”

Manjiro got out of bed and strolled towards her. She backed away. He could see her shaky hands, he swallowed and looked away. “Do i scare you, Y/N?”

“No.” There was silence for a few seconds since Manjiro did not know what to do, what to say. He wasn't ready to have babies, not yet. And, now he can't even fuck her raw and he would hate to wear condom on his wedding night. He always used protection while visiting brothels even though he knew all the girls were clean.

“I. . . I want . . . I need time”, she breathed out. Manjiro’s eyebrows jumped since an entirely different fact dawned on him. Could it be. . . she is. . .?

“Are. . .” he cleared his throat. “Are you still a virgin ?”

“What do you mean still?” , she thought.

“umm-hmm” He raked his fingers through his pitch-black hair revealing his dragon tattoo as her feeble umm-hmm echoed in his head. She is a virgin, that is, he is going to be her first, probably for everything. Honestly, he wouldn't have minded if it were opposite since he was dry for almost an year and now had to keep himself under control. Great. He is truly fucked.

“Do you trust me, y/n ?”

“I can try ”

Manjiro laid out his hand in front of her. She hesitated at first but the moment she kept her palm over his, Manjiro lowered his head to kiss her knuckles. As soon as he raised his head, he pulled her against his body wrapping his other hand around her waist. Her body felt warm,less shaky as he felt her nose grazing against his chest muscles.

“So, you're saying that. . .”, he earned her stares on him as he spoke further. “No one was handsome enough for your taste ?”

“It was a all - girls college.”

“Uhhh-Hahh!” , Manjiro lips tugged up. “And they didn't tell you about anything? What actually happens during wedding night? When they came to know about our marriage.”

“I wasn't supposed to talk about my life, this life to them. I made friends. They were nice but i missed home.” Manjiro was taken aback by her ways for two reasons; one : she wasn't afraid of him like others, two: she was innocent but not naive, a little brave he might add.

“Y/N ?”

“Hmm?”

And when she peered up Manjiro pressed his lips against her cheeks just at the corner of her lips without a second thought. He has fucked enough girls to know a woman's weak spots but this felt out of syllabus. He guided her hands over his shoulders as his lips proceeded along her neckline. Manjiro bucked his hips , pressed his hard on against her entrance earning a loud gasp with her hands locking around his nape. Bingo.

Manjiro swiftly pushed her on to the bed. He stood looking at her while she panted vigorously. He discarded his upper clothing, crawling on top her. His head dipped while she leaned in, lips slightly parted awaiting for his kiss. But Manjiro’s lithe fingers worked on the buttons of her night dress. “What? You thought I was gonna kiss you. . . on your lips. You asked for time, remember?”

But immediately Manjiro’s lips were silenced by a kiss. Dry, short-lived and quick. His hands were still on undoing the buttons Manjiro couldn't help but grin.

“Is that you call a kiss? ”one of his hands travelled underneath her thin night gown, way up to her vagina. His fingers penetrated her at the same time his lips dashed on hers. Manjiro wasn't in mood to hold back because her body was eager. She was just a little afraid and by her desperate hold on his arms, Manjiro could tell she was loving it.

He explored her lips and kissed as deep as he could. “That is ... What you call a kiss.”, he whispered against her lips before pecking her cheeks. He added one more finger and quickened his pace, hitting her spot, watching her eyes blanking out, her grips growing stronger on his arms, body squirming underneath his. Her hips reflexively bucked up as orgasm washed over her body.

“Good girl. ”, he hummed as he rolled beside her giving space to breath licking his fingers shamelesly.

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hika-ri-petite · 6 months

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a real ex

Okay, when you ended their months-long relationship, you never expected that you would still be friends. You parted ways due to lack of time, not lack of love, so what your wounded heart needed was for him to stay away from you.

So he didn't do that, he kept coming by casually to chat with you, asking about your week with a lovely smile on his lips, continuing to help you open jars you couldn't, and even subtly caressing your shoulder when he noticed you were sad, just like a good friend would. However, he wasn't a good friend; he was your ex.

Why couldn't he make things easier for both of you? The last straw was when he hugged you in a friendly manner, and his delightful perfume filled your nose, instantly bringing back all the memories. What affected you the most is that he wasn't doing it on purpose; he's just naturally kind and a well-mannered man who would never treat you poorly just because you're his ex-girlfriend, unlike the other idiots you've dated.

"Be a real ex, treat me badly," you quietly complained in front of him.Your confession took him by surprise, but his face soon relaxed to reveal one of his gentle, comforting smiles.

"I don't want to; I like treating you well," he said before leaving without further ado, leaving you with a thousand thoughts in your head and an immense desire to hug him.

Well, maybe you shouldn't have ended it the way you did because it wasn't his fault for not having time to hear the story of how you almost fell in the park, as he has too many responsibilities. The question is, you miss him and need him so much. Is it too late to get him back, or is it not?

GETOO GETO GETO SUSUGURU, mitsuya takashi, aki, megumi, yuuji 💓

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kshira · 2 years

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hi my love

could I pls request reader cleaning up bonten mens wounds ?? smth about that forced proximity and sexual tension is just so good 🙏😞

𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒!

ft. mikey, kazutora, baji, ran, rindou, sanzu

tw. fem!reader, mentions of cuts & bruises, extreme sexual tension, teasing, pretty fluffy

an. bryce is back, back again

# 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲

“it doesn’t hurt, manjiro?” you look at this powerful, soulless man for him to glance back through unblinking eyes with a subtle shrug of his shoulders, “is it supposed to?” mikey smirks, placing a towel over the cut on his chest while you reach for an ointment.

“you should be more careful not cocky” manjiro scoffs off your words but he considers them, maybe he gets hurt on purpose so you’ll show up to take care of him and just maybe manjiro thinks it’s fucked up to do so but at least here—right now, you’re with him.

your fingers work gently over the cut until a bandage splays across his chest, mikey looks over at the time before averting his eyes towards you, “thank you. d-do you have to go now?” mikey shyly looks at the ground before feeling a hand cup his cheek, “not until i get paid.”

“how much do i owe you then?” manjiro reaches for his wallet, flipping through the bills too preoccupied with how much he should pay you. he doesn’t even notice you leaning into his chest, nuzzling your face into his neck, “this is just enough, manjiro.”

and mikey freezes from how close you are, the way your body clings to him even though he’s the one holding you tighter, pressing you against his chest. “how many times do you need to take care of me before i can make you mine?” majiro whispers, pressing a kiss against your cheek and though you don’t reply he seems to have found the answer.

# 𝐤𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚

bleak golden eyes watch you carefully apply ointment to a deep cut carved into his skin, kazutora bites down on his tattered lip when you begin retrieving the glass shards from another cut.

“this is the last time, tora” you warn, sitting his arm down beside his side as you move away from kazutora on the couch, he looks away from your piercing gaze, absent orbs finding another source of reason as to why he always wants you to take care of him.

“please” he whispers, reaching out to grab your hand into his, “please, don’t leave.” it feels like a stake puncturing your chest when tears swell along his eyes, kazutora engulfs you into a hug before you can respond, his longer pieces of hair spayed across your cheeks.

without another second withdrawn his lips find yours and though you never imagined this rough, vicious gang member would be so gentle—so warm to the touch as he kisses you, lips pressed tightly against yours, arms wrapped around your body as if he’s clinging to life.

“will you leave now if i say i’m in love with you and i always come to you for you to take care of me because i’ll get to see you?” kazutora whimpers against your mouth, screwing his eyes shut before tears can spill. his fingers laced with yours he squeezes tighter, “i’m here tora, i’ll always be here.” and kazutora sighs into your mouth, maybe now he’ll never have to get hurt just to see you with his confession tied between your lips.

# 𝐛𝐚𝐣𝐢

“i didn’t know you could be so rough, angel” baji grins up at you, wincing when your fingers grip his cheek harder, applying a washcloth to the cut engraved on his cheek. a scoff brushes past your lips while you hover over baji, he can’t help but look up at you through half lidded eyes, the concentration on your face was truly so beautiful.

“you need to be more careful” you scold him, finally pulling the material away from his face so you can examine what to do next, “your handsome face can’t take much more.” baji eyes widen before a playful smile curls his lips, “oh yeah? you think i’m handsome, huh?” but you don’t reply, pulling out a bandage and applying it to the skin.

“i think you’re more than that but not with all these cuts and bruises on that pretty face” you coo back at him, baji wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. “i think you’re beautiful like this, taking care of me even though i know i’ve pissed you off.”

you look down at baji, brushing strands of black hair from his face you examine the way his eyes crinkle at you, a hidden blush forming on the apples of his cheeks. “if you keep looking at me like that, i might have to stay longer” you whisper out, leaning down to his level, “who’s stopping you?” baji closes the distance pressing a soft kiss against your lips. and you can’t help but melt to his touch, wrapping your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss and baji grunts into your mouth, “that’s what i thought, pretty.”

# 𝐫𝐚𝐧

“does it hurt?” it was more of a rhetorical question, ran was sitting on the couch, a bottle of something in his hand while a bullet wound was punctured through his shoulder, ran lazily smiles at you, “nah, i’ve had worse.”

“what’s worse than being shot in the shoulder, ran?” you deadpan to him, stealing small glances you’re able to see the sheet of sweat accumulated on ran’s chest—his stomach flinching as you press the towel harder on the open wound and though you shouldn’t it’s hard not to stare at his tattoo carved along the skin.

“when you keep turning me down, that hurts way worse” ran smiles while you roll your eyes at him. “i turn you down because look what i’m doing now? cleaning a bullet hole when i could be on a fancy date right now” you sigh out, and even though you’d deny it any day of the week—the way ran looks at you always makes your stomach burn.

especially when his hand rises to cup your cheek bringing you down to his face, the condescending way he smiles knowing you’re melting in his palm and kissing him right back even though you’re not done cleaning his wound.

straddling his waist your body hovers over him, lips crashing while ran’s tongues searches for your inner cheeks. he winces in pain as your hips roll across his lap, “finish bandaging me up and i’ll take you on that fancy date” ran groans, lifting your face from his swollen lips.

“but your wound is bad, ran” you heave breathlessly, ran takes your chin within his fingers and motions for your mouth to open, he leans you down to gently scrape his tongue across your bottom lip, “be my good girl and do what i say, yeah?”

# 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮

“you’re hurting me” rindou whines, whimpering out while your fingers pinch a cloth to his bloody nose. rindou was the one that came to you for help with the overflow of blood pouring from his nose and though he’s so annoying with the constant whining—you can’t help but find him so cute.

rindou pouts remembering how horrified you looked when he creeped through your door, bloody and bruised—clinging to your body as soon as he made his way to you. rindou had a habit of facing his fears head on but always seemed to run to you when he was hurt.

“i love you” rindou whispers, smiling softly while you shove two small pieces of cotton up his nose, “i love you too, rin.” and he seems to relax under your words, raising his hand up to cup your cheek, “why are you so perfect to me?”

“i’m just taking care of a bloody nose” rindou smiles at you even though the blood continues to rush down his nose, he begins drawing a circle against your cheek, “will you stay if it gets worse?” rindou questions, watching you catch his gaze fixated on your face.

instead of answering him you lean in pressing a kiss against rindou’s lips, and maybe he feels greedy deepening the kiss with more force, dropping his hands to your side as he pivots your body in his lap—rindou feels even more guilty as clothes fall to the floor and your lips never falter from one another and the bloody nose he had is the least of his worries with you finally beneath him.

# 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮

“mh, go lower” sanzu groans, shifting his body from the couch while you place a wet cloth on his lower stomach. you snap your eyes at him but sanzu can only give you another lopsided grin. “just a little lower princess” he coos, tucking his lip between his teeth from expected pleasure or pain—he doesn’t know which one to choose.

“haru” you warn, pressing the cold material down on his gut, sanzu winces at the pain rushing through his veins. “take my mind off it” he whispers, placing your absent hand down on his crotch, sanzu flickers his eyes from your face to the subtle brush of your hands across his lap.

“you’re in a lot of pain right now, manjiro told me you could have died and you want me to do this?” you click your tongue at sanzu, ignoring the way his cheeks dust a pink hue and underneath your hand growing stiffer.

sanzu rolls his shoulders, exhaling a sharp breath while you apply more pressure to his wound, with finishing touches of a bandage placed on his stomach you rise to your feet. a small whine fumes from his lips, the grip of your wrist brings you back to sanzu.

“don’t run away from me” he makes room on the couch for you to be tucked under his arm, fingers carefully making their way into your bottoms. “i owe you a lot for always being my sweet little nurse, don’t i?” sanzu smiles against your neck, burying himself further until his lips attach to the skin—sucking and slurping as you ignore where his hands go and sanzu forgets the pain for now when you’re all his for the taking.

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kazuwhora · 2 years

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AFTERCARE! — TOKYO REVENGERS

ft. mikey, draken, kazutora, mitsuya, sanzu, benkei, takeomi, shinichiro

cw. fem!reader, aftercare, crying during/after sex, adult content

an. I haven't done headcannons in a while! here are some aftercare headcannons mixed with a little mini drabble for you! reblogs & comments are appreciated <3

#MIKEY isn't the king of aftercare by any means. he's the type to indulge himself in the sweetness of your cunt until he can't take it anymore— the kind that nearly passes out right after spilling his seed inside your cunt. instead of showering you with praise, cleaning you up, and telling you how pretty you look, he'll comb through his hair with dazed eyes before collapsing beside you. you'll be rather unamused— you're used to it by now, but you can't help but roll your eyes when he begins to snore.

"mikey" you groan, rolling his dead weight away from your spot on the bed. "mikey move"

it's too late— he's already gone— committed to taking up as much space as possible and his arms wrap around your torso in a trap you'll never escape.

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#DRAKEN will go the extra mile just for you. he watches the way your chest quivers with each breath, taking his time to press his hands against your shoulders as you calm down. his lips press against your forehead in a gentle kiss, feeling satisfaction in the way your body responds to his touch. draken is focused on your comfort before anything else, bringing an extra pillow to support your back as he props you up against the headboard.

"did so good for me princess" he whispers, tracing the sides of your face as his palms rest over the marks he left across your skin— he's always been good at calming you down. "gonna clean you up, okay? wait here"

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#KAZUTORA is always the one that needs the aftercare. he's emotional, and fragile during sex— always brought to tears as his body trembles under your touch. he often finds himself biting his lip to keep the tears from falling— he doesn't want you to think you did anything wrong, but he can't help but feel his lip quiver the second your hand cups his face. he can't help that the feeling of his own bliss is too much for him to manage— it feels too good.

"pretty boy" you hum, brushing sweaty strands of hair away. "you can cry baby, it's ok"

the softness of your voice is enough to make the tears drip down his cheeks, and he pulls you into a hug— sniffling against your chest as you rock him back and forth.

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#MITSUYA much like draken, can't help but feel a sense of pride as his eyes scan your shaky body. he loves to admire the mess he made, watching his cum drip from your cunt as he toys with your folds. but the second you wince and whimper at his touch, he clicks his tongue with a smile.

"you ok angel?" he'll ask, sitting himself beside you as you press your knees together and nod. you'll whimper when he leaves, listening to the sound of water running in the tub as he hums away. but when he comes back, the sweet smile that rests on his lips makes up for it.

"c'mon" he motions towards the bathroom, slipping his hands under your legs as you cling to his shoulders for support.

"taka you don't have t—"

"shhhh" he cuts you off with a kiss planted against your lips, and shakes his head. "you deserve it"

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#SANZU can't help but knit his brows when tears form in your eyes. he's always rough with you, pushing you to the edge of your composure until your body becomes too much for him to handle much longer. but when you need him the most, he struggles.

"haru" you whimper, grasping at sheets to cover your body with embarrassment. it isn't till he sees the shameful look that falls on your face that he realizes how much you need him, and his lip juts out in a pout.

"what's wrong?" he'll ask, swallowing his pride as he watches you fall apart.

"come" you pout, outstretching your arms for him to join, and as cold as he may try to act, he can't help but submit to your needs and pull you flush against his chest.

sanzu is warm— his hugs, while rare, are intoxicating. they make you feel like the world around you is melting, and they burn your cheeks with tiny tears that trickle from the corners of your eyes

"I love you" he'll whisper into the crook of your neck, wanting nothing more than to keep you in his arms forever.

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#BENKEI is attentive— there's no doubt about it, but he's also easily exhausted. he's the type to collapse beside you— chest beaded with sweat as he struggles to catch his breath. it takes him a moment to come back to reality, finally remembering you beside him. he'll turn to his side, propping himself up on his elbows as he draws patterns across your skin.

"you ok angel?" he'll ask, stroking the sides of your face as you turn to face him. when you nod, a sweet smile crosses his lips as he leans down to kiss you.

"wait here" he coos, before slipping his pyjamas back over his hips and escaping to the bathroom.

he'll wet a towel with warm water like a spa, taking care to dab at your skin as gentle as he can feeling like you could break under his touch.

"is this ok?" keizo asks, watching the way your body relaxes as he presses the towel against your skin to wipe away his cum. your nod brings him comfort, and he can't help but plant gentle kisses up the inside of your thighs.

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#TAKEOMI's first instinct is to reach for his pack of cigarettes on the nightstand. you might hate the smell of smoke, but he doesn't seem to care, and you're used to it by now.

"omi" you'll whine, turning to your side as your skin stings with imprints of his fingers that had dug into your skin.

"hmm?" he mumbles, ashing the cigarette off to the side.

"c'mere" you cling to his torso as he struggles to take the last drag from his cigarette without getting smoke in your face. it's almost cruel, the way he nearly neglects you as his cum drips from your cunt.

"alright alright" takeomi groans, rolling out of the bed as he trudges to the bathroom to run you a bath. "gimme one sec princess"

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#SHINICHIRO doesn't know the first thing about aftercare. in fact, he's almost over careful every time. it takes him a minute to gain his composure again— it's all too easy for shin to get lost in the bliss of his high. but when he finally comes to his senses, all attention is on you.

"are you ok baby?" he inspects your body as he speaks, eyebrows knitted deeper with every mark he comes across.

his fingers graze the tiny bruises down your neck— ones tender enough to make you wince.

"m'sorry" he whispers through kisses pressed to each spot. "couldn't help myself baby— you just feel too good"

it's almost funny how much he seems to care about the marks reminiscent of his pleasure, and he'll make up for it by pulling you flush against his chest as his heartbeat nearly lulls you to sleep.

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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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manjiroscum · 2 years

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BELLADONNA

Character/s: merman!Manjiro Sano

Warnings: f!reader, explicit sex, mature language, dark content, dub-con kissing, set in regency era, monsterfucking, amnesia, manipulation/brainwashing, mentions of multiple murders, death/murder, mystery, pregnancy, oviposition, mikey has a weird 🍆 + has sharp teeth and nails, infidelity (not towards reader), yandere mikey, hints of cannibalism (bc mikey is feral and darn possessive), and breeding. Minors do not interact.

Note: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKEY MY LOVE 🥺💕 also this is for bby vivi's @festive Things that go bump in the night collab

Synopsis: No matter how hard you try, the waters always lure you into their depths.

WC: 3.8k

Dark cumulonimbus clouds littered the whole sky that they almost formed a dome with their menacing size, promising heavy rain and strong winds in the area they deemed victims. The dreary day has somehow turned interesting with how the whole tiny village is buzzing with life due to preparations because the last time one hit the place was a year ago. It was a truly devastating time that caused deaths and many homes that had to be rebuilt. You were no exception to this—waking up by the shore with many cuts and strange marks on your flesh along with a hazy memory. Your family and friends said it was a miracle that you survived. Even your husband, who was still courting you at that time, was far too relieved to question how you ended up that way.

“I’m almost done, dear. You can eat first if you want to.”

Your gaze never left your husband’s figure shutting the windows and boarding them up to prevent the harsh winds and raindrops from entering. The ocean was as angry as the sky, waves rocky enough to drown an inexperienced person. Ships had to be docked while those who dared to go through a storm had already left by then. You were supposed to do your laundry by the stream that led to the ocean, however, it had to be postponed due to the nasty weather. The waters would be rising, enough to be seen as risky. Your whole form shuddered at the thought of swallowing those waters, nightmares of it continued to haunt you when you least expected it.

But there was always a person who saved you—a face you couldn’t make out because the nightmare always ended just as you were about to.

“Don’t worry, I’ll wait for you to finish.”

In such bad weather and the threat of flood, you normally would have gone to your friend’s house a few miles north to take shelter there. Yet, your husband was far more insistent today for you to remain here—indoors and never leave until the storm was gone no matter what happens. And unfortunately, even to this day, you couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that your friend died last year due to a mysterious illness that caused an uproar in the village after that storm. There was nowhere to go but to stay here. But for him to go this far by locking all the windows and doors, muttering under his breath the entire time. It was an odd sight, and frankly, you were worried by his actions.

Why on earth would he be placing barriers that prevented you from leaving easily when a flood may occur? Has he lost his mind?

Biting back your tongue from spilling your fears all over the floor, you tried to sit back and watch. Your hands on your lap were tightly gripping the white cloth of your dress in hopes that patience will not leave you as you waited for your husband to finish. Tonight’s dinner is already set and waiting for you both by the table. But, you lost your appetite when he finished and called for you to join him.

“Listen to me carefully, dear,” your husband spoke up suddenly in time as the thunder roared across the sky that almost frightened you. The flash of lightning was a bit disorienting. His usually gentle eyes were hard and left no room for any discussion. “You’re not to leave this house until the stream’s flow is back to its original state. You don't have to worry about food or anything you might need—I’ll get them. Just stay here until I deem it safe, alright?” His hand reached out to touch yours, squeezing it in a reassuring way. “I… I’ll protect you. You don’t have to feel confused or scared anymore. I promise you that.”

A good wife never talks back to her husband so you merely nodded. Afraid of what may occur if you tried to press on with your plaguing questions. You have heard of many tales of troublesome wives and crossing your husband was the last thing you wanted. But what he said, instead of silencing the doubts in your mind, merely caused them to be in a state of panic. Ever since marrying you, your beloved husband has been quite protective, to the point he was close to being overbearing. At first, you thought it was just because he cared for you. There were times it seemed sweet. However, whenever it started to rain heavily or there was a chance a storm would come, he always had an odd look on his face. You haven't even been to the beach nor got close to it ever since. What was even more infuriating was his silence or the half-hearted reasons that never made any sense.

What does he mean by protecting me? Surely what happened last time was merely an effect of my own negligence… Mother nature is a daunting force to battle with human hands. But what occurred then won't repeat again, especially with all the planning made to prevent it.

So what is he so scared of?

That night while lying in bed next to your unconscious husband, the mere companion you had was the candlelight flickering with every howl of the wind that tried to penetrate through the barriers, rattling the wooden planks. The sound of heavy raindrops pattering on the brick roof was neither relaxing nor annoying. You couldn’t sleep. Getting out of bed slowly, you glanced at your husband a few times to see if he would stir awake, to which he didn’t. Nights of trying to leave bed to either grab a cup of water or just sit in the sitting room that ended up only him grabbing your arm to stop you flashed before your eyes the second your toes touched the cold floor. Exhaustion from running around and barricading the house has chained him to a night of deep sleep.

“When is this damn storm going to go away?” you mumbled to yourself, hugging your torso as you walked up to the window where a gap is visible. Peeking through the space, you sighed at how the outdoors resembled a dark void you’ve seen countless times in your dreams. If it weren’t a stormy night, the endless void would seem straight out of a nightmare. “He can’t keep me cooped up here forever…”

A deep exhale escaped your lips as you sauntered to the kitchen to drink a cup of water. Perhaps you could blame it on the darkness of the house or the lack of sleep, but you were quite sure you heard the back door creak open. A chill ran down your spine, and the hairs on the back of your neck all stood. It was a miracle you didn’t drop your cup and alert your husband to a conscious state.

“What the…”

The door was definitely open, and the wooden planks and other things your husband used to block it lay on the side. Since when did it become like this? You don’t recall hearing anything other than the loud thunder that follows after lightning splits through the sky. Swallowing your fright, you were just about to close the door again when suddenly, the rain stopped. You blinked twice at the strange phenomenon, fear doubling at the unexplainable until you heard it—someone humming.

Anyone out in this weather would be crazy, especially at night. Whether it was carried off by the wind or the person was just close by, the tune being hummed was enchanting and yet, deceptively alluring. Curiosity fuelled your steps as you made your way out, promising to just take a peek if it was someone and not something. But every step you took led you further closer to the beach where the waves were serene. Even the moon was out, its faint light illuminating the murky waters. The whole scenery was as if it came out of a painting that almost appeared like there wasn't any downpour earlier. But what had you continuing down your path until the ocean licked the soles of your feet was that ethereal humming that you couldn't help but feel like you’d heard before yet unable to pinpoint where.

Saltwater caressed up to your breasts the moment you snapped out of the entrancing song. Mind bewildered on why you let yourself get enraptured until something grabbed your arm, causing you to almost let out a shriek when your gaze landed on two onyx opals that belonged to a blond man, staring at you in great interest. Unable to see his whole face for the other half was submerged in water. He was handsome and pretty at the same time—a beautiful mysterious being that you had the chance to encounter. His whole aura was captivating. And yet, something felt wrong.

Heart pounding, you were unsure of what to do. What would anyone do when some stranger is now swimming next to you in the middle of the night? Lips about to move and question him on why he was here and all which ended up on the back of your tongue at the feeling of something brushing against your legs—a fishtail belonging to the man. Crimson was the color of its scales, giving off an illusion of him bleeding in the water. A sign of danger. The alarm bells started ringing in your head, your body froze at what that meant.

Breath caught up in your throat, you couldn’t move a single muscle. Frankly, you didn’t know what else to do but trudge back to shore if the merman allowed you to leave. Horror stories of sailors drowning and women being lured into the waters by such creatures to feast on ran through your mind while standing there. The icy breeze that brushed past you snapped you out of your dread, legs starting to turn back. But the merman had other ideas, clinging to your arm in earnest. Your cry for help turned into a gasp when his wet hands reached up to grab your face, those irises resembling the endless void of the night. His sharp nails slightly dug into your cheeks, but not enough to harm your flesh.

“Pretty pearl, do you remember me?”

“W-what…” There was no way this creature was speaking! His mouth never budged but you definitely heard his voice in your head. Was this the power of a merman? And is he the one humming earlier that lured you here? Foolish, you were absolutely foolish to fall for such tricks. You should have stayed at home as your husband told you. Teeth chattering, you shook your head. “L-let me go… Please, I need to—”

“It’s me, Manjiro. You remember me right, my pretty pearl?”

“M-Manjiro?” you echoed his name which caused the merman to show his full face where a smile was stretching his lips. “I’m sorry, b-but I don’t recall knowing you—”

His lips were on yours instantaneously, keeping you locked there while you struggled to free yourself. Tears started to form in your eyes, scared to death at what may happen next. To drown and eat you would be quite easy for such a powerful being. Your hands continued to push him back, albeit pathetically before they fell limp to your side.

Images of you and this merman flowed through your mind during the duration of the kiss, his tongue swiping and tasting your lower lip, begging to be let in. Memories of you prior to that storm hitting the village a year ago flooded your mind like honey, slowly unlocking more that led to you recognizing the merman to be the one who saved you when you fell off a crumbling cliff on your way back home to grab your things and evacuate. Those nightmares of drowning all made sense now for it has happened before and he—Manjiro—saved you the moment your body fell into the water, breathing oxygen back into your lungs. The very merman who caressed you in places you’ve never dared to touch in that tiny cave in curiosity. Those few moments spent on an undiscovered island a few miles from here were rare and interesting that it didn’t make sense how you’d easily forgotten about it. But such a meeting had to end when you both were confronted by another merman as he was returning you back to shore. Torn from each other so early that ended up you fleeing from such danger and almost drowning in the process as he fended off his own kind from touching a strand of your hair.

You couldn’t quite believe your savior and the merman you were enchanted with was out here, wanting to see you again after all these months. The one you fell in love with during that first meeting. And to meet here again, it was fate all along.

The tears of terror that collected on the rim of your eyes rolled down out of happiness instead. Arms wrapping themselves around the merman, holding onto him tightly. A smile on your face as you sobbed while he continued to kiss you. “Manjiro? Yes, it is you! Oh, how could I ever forget you?” Apologies poured out of your mouth like a gentle drizzle that had the merman humming out of glee. Finally, you two were reunited and Manjiro could never be happier. His hands lowered to hold you by your hips, intent to mark you again with his nails.

Unfortunately, just as he was celebrating having your memories return, Manjiro was instantly troubled at the fact you were now mated to someone other than him. Your husband wasn’t a stupid one and nothing could be more convenient for the merman to have him out of the picture. Months of waiting for you to go back to the beach and see you left Manjiro frustrated. There was no way you could easily forget him. So, who was taking up your attention that you wouldn’t try and see him again?

Of course, your bastard of a human lover.

Ill ideas that spelled death and evil tainted his thoughts every time he came to land, draining much of his magic to walk on two legs for minutes just to check up on you and see that bastard breathing in your proximity. He was quite sure that the bastard did something for you to forget him just like that. Dedication to see you was his only driving force so to see you next to a disgusting human made him want to tear his head off. This often led to him going back to the ocean with his blood boiling.

A merman would never be accepted into human society, that he knew. Those who did ended up dead trying. Manjiro refuses to die and be separated from you—his precious pearl in a vast ocean of nothing or anything meaningful to offer. However, he won’t easily back down again—he can’t turn back now just because your stupid human lover was wary of him. Manjiro swore he won’t make the same mistake again of getting caught by your husband, especially since said human has seen his true form upon escaping his suspicious glare.

To kill the vile human may be his ultimate goal, but to become close to being human shall solve his other problems.

Yes, he has to finish what he had started.

“Where are you going?” your husband’s inquiry was almost missed by you, excited to meet up with your non-human lover. If there were days you wished you didn’t marry so early, they merely multiplied now. Yet, you weren’t cruel to crush your husband’s heart. You did enjoy his company, through the ups and downs. He can’t compete with Manjiro’s enthralling aura, though. There was also the chance he might go and kill Manjiro if you did reveal your secret affair that has been going on for a month now since meeting the merman again. Just keeping the marks Manjiro has given you whenever you two meet was already a difficult thing to keep, what more about the true nature of your lover? Secrecy can sometimes be a far better choice than honesty. “It’s going to be late in a few hours.”

“I’m… just going to be quick, dear. I’ll be back quickly,” you reasoned, feet itching to leave the house. The look on your husband's face was doubtful but in the end, he dismissed you with a wave.

“Just be back before it gets dark, alright? Perhaps you didn't hear the news but there's been another murder in the area. Whoever the sick person is for killing people, I hope they get caught soon or we’ll have to move.”

Head too high up in the clouds to listen to the rest of his sentence, you left home with a giddy disposition. Manjiro was the only thing that revolved around your head and being able to kiss and touch him again. These past few days have been uneventful. If it weren't for your lover’s constant presence who also served as a sweet escape from mundane life, you would have died of boredom under the same roof as your husband.

“My pretty pearl, do you want me?”

Gasping against his shoulder, you fought back a moan. Futile and pointless it was for Manjiro intends to hear you sing beautifully as you bounced on his weirdly shaped cock. The rushing of the stream drowned out your whines and the lewd noise of your wet pussy folds meeting the base of his length that oddly hits and rubs the right places inside your cunt. Such a cock definitely does not belong to a human being. The first time taking it was a struggle for you swore you almost came that second the tip pushed past your cervix. Manjiro would always make it a habit to return you to your husband in an almost delirious state, one where all you could think of is his cock. From the very second you leave the stream with his thick cum trailing down your damp thighs to when you sleep at night, fantasizing of having the merman’s offspring.

Today was no different. Manjiro’s tail was slightly thrashing once you sped up, angling your hips and then resuming to bouncing on his throbbing cock that was leaking pre-cum—if you could call it that. Countless times has he stuffed you full of his thick warm fertile semen that came after he spurted two or three eggs into your womb. His whispers of you becoming a great mother never failed to heighten the experience of having sex with him in the great outdoors. A factor of this being an illicit affair could also be thrown into the mix and the idea of your husband being unaware has you scandalously creaming and squeezing Manjiro. The merman’s jaw slackened at how tight and hot your pussy is, revealing rows of sharp teeth that sunk into your nape, just wishing to mark you forever right then and there.

But Manjiro has to be patient. He has to be cunning and decisive. Your husband wasn’t the only person he has to eliminate to tip things in his favor. Killing your friend in this village last year was just the first step and consuming more human flesh was only the beginning of fulfilling his dream to stay by your side. If he had to kill more of his own kind to protect you, so be it. Manjiro isn’t scared to feed on human and merman flesh to obtain his goal. It wouldn’t be long. He has killed enough people to be able to turn his fish tail into human legs without the consequences of tiring easily or feeling like he was walking on a bed of sea urchins.

“Ah! M-Manji… N-need more. Want to feel you… burn. Want to hear you!” you sobbed with your warm gummy walls squeezing him dry. Manjiro knew if you came one more time, your husband would catch a whiff of your infidelity. But really, could this even be classified as one when it was he whom you truly love and not your sack shit of a husband? “M-more! Please! Wanna… have your babies.”

Ah, Manjiro truly loves you.

There was no one else on this earth that could please him so easily as you do. And that alone was enough for him to do everything in his power for you to stay by his side, even if you want to be free of his spell or grow tired of him. Manjiro will never let you go.

Gently pushing you to lay down on one of the smoother rocks, the merman crawled his way up to you. Not even prompted, you spread your legs to accommodate him. Your raw cunt was still oozing with his semen was perfectly in view. Manjiro grunted as he eased himself into your pussy once more, intent on breeding you and fertilizing those eggs. Because what was more laughable than for your husband to realize you were pregnant and carrying a merman’s brood? Delighted at the image of you round and practically ready to give birth, Manjiro leaned down to kiss you. His blood was singing songs in praise to you, eagerly rushing down to his erect and painful cock that was about to insert more eggs into you.

“M-Manjiro!” you practically screamed as your climax crashed down on you, back arching and nails drawing up half-moons and what resembled shooting stars across his back. Your legs quivered around his torso, satisfied as your merman chased after his own release once he safely inserted the eggs. You could barely see your husband glaring down at you through your hazed vision due to the rush of euphoria brought by Manjiro. Too far gone at the amount of ecstasy that you barely flinched at your husband yelling. His demands to know what was going on entered one ear and out the other.

Your husband was far too kind sometimes. During the duration of your peaceful marriage with him, he was better than those who hurt their partners. This was evident in how he was concerned about you, enough to follow you here. Yet, somehow, you didn’t feel any remorse in loving someone else behind his back nor felt dread when Manjiro got behind him, his legs smooth and muscled. Everything about the merman was as deadly as the sharp nails that sliced your husband’s throat, causing him to bleed and fall. The stream carried off his lifeline to the shores where it would attract more merfolk to the island, enticing them. But screw them for Manjiro would eliminate anything that gets in his way.

The death of your husband did not cause an uproar much to your surprise. Manjiro was already quite known in the village by the time you returned home, a widow but at the same time, a woman who was about to spend the rest of her life with the man she truly loved.

Correction, merman.

The day you got your first morning sickness was the very same day everyone in the village recognized Manjiro as your one and only husband. Your first husband—wait, did you even have another husband other than Manjiro? All you ever remembered is Manjiro. There was no way a human could love you as much as he could.

Manjiro, Manjiro, Manjiro—everything has gone smoothly according to his plan, all for his pretty human. Perhaps you were a deadlier obsession that the merman himself.

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shawtuzi · 2 years

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oh to be slutted out by the haitani brothers and be their empty headed gf

this is 18+ minors dni obvi

content warnings include: use of the word “daddy” a couple times, dirty talk ofc, very thirsty reader, sex on a chair, oral m!recieving, sex standing up, dp (omg???), squirting n creampie, afab!reader, readers skin color is not mentioned but i picture her as a sista!// WC:2.1k

Being shared by the Haitani brothers was something you never pictured yourself getting thrown into, but it was something you wouldn’t trade for anything else in the world. Well maybe one thing: their undivided attention. Normally getting attention from the two was no struggle at all, as soon as you let out a little whine and tug on their expensive suit jackets they’d drop everything and take care of your needs. Recently though they’ve been extra busy with work leaving little time for you their so called “favorite girl”.

You sighed for the umpteenth time bored and horny out of your mind as you laid on the plush bed the three of you shared. The brothers were in their shared office discussing things you could care less about leaving you alone with your thoughts and achingly wet pussy. You’d woken up that morning from a nice little dream that involved your beloved Rindou eating your pussy from the back while you took Ran’s cock in your mouth, but all good things must come to an end so when you woke up alone in bed you were less than thrilled.

You’d already made three attempts to lure the boys out of their office whiched all failed miserably. You sighed once more, deciding you’d already looked desperate enough might as well kick it up a notch. You stood up from the bed quickly discarding any and all clothes you were wearing then made your way to their office, goosebumps appearing all over your skin from the chilly air.

You knocked three times on the door before entering, “Ran…Rin?” you asked, cracking the door slightly. You were met with silence and huffed fully stepping into the room in all your glory. Still nothing. “Ran! Rin!” you cried making both of them snap their heads to you, their eyes widening at your naked body. Before they could speak you interrupted them, “I’ve been trying to get your guys’ attention all day and you won’t help me at all! All you care about is work!” you pouted making both of them chuckle.

“Come here love” Ran smiled beckoning you over. You quickly complied making your way over to the older brother, a pout still prominent on your face. He eyed your soaked pussy and chuckled, placing his hands on your hips softly running his hands over the soft skin. “Miss you guys so much you never have time for me anymore” you mumbled feeling the tears coming. Seeing you cry was something Rindou and Ran never wanted to see unless it was from numerous orgasms they’ve given you.

“Oh baby” Rindou cooed, walking over to you, he wrapped his arms around your smaller frame pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. “I guess we have been neglecting you a little bit haven’t we” he rasped out, pressing more kisses to the side of your neck. Ran moved his hands from your hips to your ass squeezing gently, “what kind of daddies are we leaving our baby like this” he whispered, pulling your body closer to his. “Rin hold her still I just want a taste” he grunted out before getting on his knees. He lifted your right leg up and wasted no time wrapping his lips around your clit, his eyes rolling back at the taste of you.

“Oh!” you gasped immediately, tangling one of your hands in his neatly styled hair pushing his face closer. If it wasn’t for Rindou you would’ve collapsed from pleasure, but he kept you still one hand on your hip while the other toyed with your breast pinching your nipple. “She’s so fucking wet” Ran chuckled slowly inserting his ring and middle finger in your sopping pussy. “Daddy” you mewled, throwing your head back against Rin’s shoulder, “feels so good thank you.” “Anything for our special girl you deserve everything. We love you so much, more than you’ll ever fucking know” Rin growled biting down harshly on your neck.

Between Ran eating your pussy like a mad man and Rin’s hands wandering all over your body you cumming in minutes soaking Ran’s lips and chin. Ran gently lifted your leg off his shoulder and stood up a proud smile on his face, “pussy tastes so good I forgot how much I was missing” whispered pressing a small kiss to your lips. You pulled Ran close burying your head in his chest, “missed you guys so much please fuck me” you whined pushing your ass against the tent growing in Rindou’s pants. The Haitani brothers looked at each devilish grins gracing their faces.

“Of course baby anything for you.”

Fast forward a lil bit and soon Ran’s got you bouncing on his dick on his desk chair fucking into with everything he had while Rindou stuffed his cock down your throat. You had never felt more at peace than you do now, pleasuring both of the men you loved more than anything in this world. “Look at her, she was made for taking dick, '' Rindou laughed, removing his dick from your mouth and slapping it against your cheek. “Rinnn c’mon put it back in you know I love sucking you off” you panted as Ran continued to pound into your weeping pussy. “You heard her Rin put it back in '' Ran rasped, switching his pace from fast to deep and slow making sure you felt him in your stomach.

Rindou wasted no time slipping his dick back into your awaiting mouth, his eyes rolling back at the tightness of your throat. “Holy shit Y/N just like that baby. Just. Like. That.” he grunted, punctuating each word with every hard thrust into your mouth. You didn’t even care about your pleasure at this point all you cared about was making your two boys feel good. You were completely bound to them mind, body, and soul. You were theirs and they were yours. You looked up at Rin hearts practically forming in your eyes at the sight of him with his head thrown back little whimpers escaping his kiss swollen lips.

“We’ve been neglecting you too much….neglecting this pussy too much. Don’t know how I’ve been functioning without you. Fuck need you all the damn time Y/N no one takes us like our favorite girl does” Ran groaned his pace faltering when he felt you clench around him. He chuckled darkly running a hand through his sweaty hair, “like that huh? Hearing how much we need you? It’s so true baby you don't even know the half of it” he spoke whispering the last part directly into your ear. He pressed a kiss to your shoulder and you felt every single ounce of love he had from you in that single kiss. He loved being this close to you, your back against his chest while he buried his head into your neck whispering disgusting promises of what the two of them will do to you in your ear.

“Alright my turn dickhead w’nna feel her '' Rin grunted removing his dick from your swollen lips. Ran rolled his eyes, not willing to leave your sweet pussy just yet. “How about we just fuck her at the same time? I’m sure she can take us all at once right baby?” Ran asked bringing her fingers to your clit to rub quick little circles. You nodded your head quickly, your mouth salivating at the thought of the two of them inside of you stretching you out. How could you possibly say no? Ran smirked and wrapped his arms underneath your thighs before standing up (dick still inside you ofc).

“C’mere Rin don’t be scared,” he said, giving Rindou a taunting smirk. Rin growled, taking his place in front of you grabbing his cock and slowly pushing it into your already stuffed pussy. “Oh my-” you gasped, your head falling back against Ran’s shoulder. The two of them were already a challenge to take by themselves but this was completely different, “so full…” you whimpered, bringing a hand to Rindou’s shoulder squeezing tightly. “We know baby it’s okay hold on'' Rindou panted bringing his fingers to your clit rubbing sloppy circles. They both slowly shifted themselves inside of you, careful not to hurt you and soon the burning stretch turned pleasant.

“Rinny put some more in” you whined, feeling drool drip from your chin onto your chest. Were you fucked out already? There was no way. Rin chucked wiping your chin and gave you a sweet kiss before pushing more of his cock in you letting out a low hiss. “That’s a good fucking girl” Ran grunted pressing sloppy, wet kisses to your sweaty neck. “Pussy so fucking tight goddamn” Rin groaned trying to keep his whines to a minimum. Usually he’d be whining and whimpering in your ear telling you how good you feel around him but with his older brother in the room he knew he’d never hear the end of it.

By the look on his face you could tell he was struggling to keep quiet and frowned, moving one of your hands from his shoulder to his hair tangling your fingers in the soft purple locs. You brought him in for a messy kiss, shoving your tongue in his mouth making him moan softly. “Don’t be quiet Rin I wanna hear you” you whispered. The cute act made Ran roll his eyes so of course he had to ruin the moment by bucking up into you roughly, making you gasp and tug on Rindou’s hair. Rindou winced and glared at Ran over your shoulder pressing a kiss to your pouting lips, “ignore him princess he’s just jealous you like me more.”

“That’s not true, is it Y/N? You love me just as much right?” Ran whispered in that sickeningly sweet voice of his causing you to whimper. “L-love you both. Love you both so- oh! S-so much” you cried feeling your orgasm approaching quickly. Both of their cocks pressing against your sweet spot over and over had you seeing stars and soon you were cumming covering Rindou’s lower abdomen in your essence. “Atta girl” Ran chuckled, licking up the small beads of sweat that traveled down your neck, “sluttiest pussy in the world ain’t that right Rin?” he asked, pressing a small kiss to your shoulder. “Mhm” Rin grunted feeling himself about to cum.

There was now zero space left between the three of you. You were tightly sandwiched between the two brothers as they pumped their cocks in your sore pussy. “M’gonna cum” Rin whined no longer having the strength to keep his orgasm at bay. He pulled out and jerked his cock until he was cumming on your pussy and a little on your stomach. Ran was soon cumming after deciding to fill you up with the days worth of cum he had waiting for you, his knees almost buckling at how powerful it felt.

Ran slowly lifted you off his cock and onto his desk, tapping your thigh as a signal to spread your legs and show them. It was a sight to behold honestly. Rindou’s cum covering your swollen pussy and stomach while Ran’s dripped out of you spilling onto the desk. Suddenly the three of you heard someone clear their throat and there was Sanzu standing there with his phone in hand and a painfully hard tent prodding against his slacks. “My my that was quite the show I didn’t know how much of a slut Y/N could be” he chuckled walking closer to the three of you.

Sanzu stood behind you wrapping a hand around your throat forcing you to look up at him, the Haitani brothers made no movements watching as Sanzu kept an adoring gaze on you. “You two wouldn’t mind if I played with her for a little bit huh? She looks so cute like this” he smiled pressing his thumb on your pulsepoint, “would you like that precious?” Ran chuckled rummaging through his desk drawer for a pack of cigarettes, “you wanna play with our doll huh?” he chucked lighting his cigarette. “What do you think Rindou? I think we should let him” Ran asked, taking a long drag of the cigarette, the smoking lingering around the dimly lit room.

Rin switched his gaze from his brother to your desperate face, your plump lips wrapped around Sanzu’s thumb sucking softly. “Is that what you want, baby?” he asked, running his calloused hand up your thigh suddenly giving your pussy a quick slap. You jolted and moaned loudly nodding your head, “yeth daddy” you spoke as best as you could with Sanzu’s thumb in your mouth.

“Then why the fuck not?”

@tearality <3

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jyx-ns · 2 years

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having fun with character (part 1)

i literally don't know what type this is, short scenarios or something

ch: sano manjiro "mikey", matsuno chifuyu, hanemiya kazutora, kurokawa izana, haruchiyo sanzu, mitsuya takashi

second pov, semi content warning: penetration for reader, there's tears, rough and soft intimate moments, laughing during seggc time, tall reader is a yes, you have large boobs too, gotta consensually suffocate em somehow, tiny character but like also cute, semi-public not really but yes, sub reader idk, just having fun, lowercase intended, don't know which timeskip! mikey to put, all characters here are their future selves, so as in all of em are above 18, unintended favoritism *wink* *wink*

sano manjiro mikey

you were so close, so so close

to turning to your side to reach for your phone at the nightstand as your lovely boyfriend had his fun. smiling fondly at him as he had his eyes closed and setting a horrible rhythm of his hips.

"why can't i-"

getting cut off with a moan when you squeeze your walls. he looked down where you two were connected then pulled out and cums dripped down onto the bedsheets, his cum. rubbing his shoulders in a comforting act, pulling his upper body to your chest.

"you never finished your sentence, baby."

you coo at him and were able to reach down to tap his tip. red and tiny. a sudden whimper had you smiling. flipping your position and looking down at his cute cock, cooing more at him as he squirmed at your sudden action to cup it between your dominant hand.

“don’t tell me you can’t speak now?”

leaning down to give a lick along his cock, it would make sense, you two had been at it since 10, it's now 2 in the morning, and not once has he made you cum. you could see his chest heave as you took his cock in your mouth. Swirling your tongue and one of his hands' grip onto your head. displeased when he pulled harshly, pinching his smooth milky thighs.

“i’m gon-”

he can’t finish his sentences again, and let out a sob when you toyed with his balls. tilting your head with his dick still in your mouth when you felt nothing in your mouth. he’s crying and twitching as you hum.

this is going to be fun.

matsuno chifuyu

you were on all fours on the floor facing a mirror you would use to check your outfits for the day. your boyfriend was behind you with a red face as he fucked into you. ah, he looked so handsome like this, even if you couldn’t see his eyes as they were blocked by his dark bangs. my my, didn’t you have an amazing boyfriend to follow with new things.

letting a moan slip out, of course you will. there was your boyfriend, naked and toned, his hands on your hips with a grip that can leave marks, his ever “quiet” moans, his small dick in you with a vibrating cock ring placed on. he’s a good boy. he’s your puppy, and he loved to please you before he can please himself.

“you’re such a good boy.”

pausing to take a breath to say your words. looking at him through the mirror, he looked up then placed his chest on your back. hearing his quiet thank you’s, and you can’t get enough. he moved his right arm to play with your clit and you hummed out. pleased with his actions. looking down at the remote and went to turn it off, he’s been good and deserves a reward for the good behavior, but being the dumb puppy that he also was, he gave a harsh thrust, and instead of turning it off, it had gone to the highest setting.

sucking in a breath when even you could feel the vibrations as he cried and stopped moving his hips for a moment. widening your eyes since he pushed your upper body down and continued fucking you. turning your head to see him crying, drooling, and babbling. taking a second to compose yourself when the new pace felt amazing.

“let me cum, please! let me cum, please! please!”

ah, he’s such a good boy, your good boy. your dumb good boy.

hanemiya kazutora

normally you would have the night lamp on when you two got into the mood. but he was needy, far too needy to let anything happen but trying to get you naked from the waist down.

pulling his hair to let you breathe, a string of saliva formed between you two as you pulled apart. gasping as he pushed you down onto your back, raising a brow noticing he hadn’t completely taken his pants off.

“what’s the hurry, baby?”

rubbing his cheek with a hand and he leaned onto your palm before blinking and shaking his head. he was frowning and you, unfortunately, smiled at remembering what happened earlier. poor, poor him. it wasn't your intention to rile him up, but all is good when you can take care of him.

rough gasps left his lips as he dragged his lips down your torso, his hands moving to take off the piece of clothing. normally he would have paused and do whatever he felt like doing, like licking you through your underwear which was always more of a punishment for him rather than you.

but today, your lovely baby decided to yank your precious underwear, that he gifted you on a random day, off yourself. retaliating by pulling the strands of hair behind his head. a shuddering moan and him slipping right in, his cum from before acting as odd lubricate, was all the reaction you needed to locking your legs over his hips.

how unfortunate of him to act like as needy as he is now when not too long ago you already played with your baby. smiling and softly laughing at his desperate acts to relieve only himself, you hummed as you brought his head to your chest. holding his head there and his hips stuttered.

feeling his cum drip as he pulls out without ever lifting his head.

"so, so good of you."

giving the top of his head a few kisses, not making a move to raise your arms.

hi! i don't know when i am to start on part 2, but this will have to do for now

also a few of the tags above the first image are meant for part 2, but whateves

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denjikillz · 2 years

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TAIJU NII FUCKING YOU IN FRONT OF YOUR BOYFRIEND

"y/n?" your boyfriend calls, walking through your apartment.

he opens your shared bedroom door to see you reverse cowgirl on-top of taiju, riding him with shaking legs.

taiju sits up and wraps a hand around your throat, changing your position slightly so he can fuck into you. he makes sure you maintain eye contact with your, now ex-boyfriend.

"fuck off." taiju spits before he turns to bite on your shoulder, drawing a scream out among your moans.

#miso's gutz #finally a thirst #taiju shiba #shiba taiju #tokyo revengers taiju #tokyo revengers shiba taiju #tokrev taiju #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x you smut #tokyo revengers x y/n #taiju smut #shiba taiju smut #taiju shiba smut

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bontensucker · 2 years

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Under your spell - Part V

Minors don’t interact

Summary : The great inquisition. In a small village during medieval old time, a young crusader has been ordained priest. A rumor of a witch cursing the place with plague has rapidly spread around. To find the witch and put her at the stake, the holy knight has instilled fear and mistrust but he finds resistance in you. Starting to have dirty thoughts about you, he gets you jailed, so sure you’re the sinner he’s chasing after. But are you really the one you pretend not to be ?

WC : 5,4 k

Content : Historical au, angst, toxic behavior, romance, heavy blasphemy, corruption, smut, oral (m!receiving), cum eating, masturbation (f!receiving), squirting, spit in mouth, manhandle, pet name (good girl), rough sex, breeding.

Pairing : Crusader!Taiju Shiba x Fem!Reader.

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When you wake up you are back in your bed, alone.

After the bath he took you to his bedroom and he made love to you, he touched you everywhere, kissing every inch of your skin, making you feel how much you were valuable to him. He never talked about your burns. He kissed it gently like the rest of your body. And you forgot just for a moment you were different. You didn’t wanted to hide yourself like with the others. No, Taiju saw through it, and you felt like the most beautiful and lovable woman walking the earth under his touch. You felt your heart melt and die from pure bliss everytime his lips where on you.

Soon after, the nuns enter your bedroom and open the curtains.

A servant comes in with a tray full of fruits and bread and marmelade.

« You need to hurry my child, the lord commander is already waiting for you. »

You frown, not understanding what they are talking about. You were with Taiju the whole night and not once did he mention for you and him to leave the day after.

Of course you knew you couldn’t stay here for long, but this was so sudden.

You eat in a hurry, letting the help bandage your body and dress you in casual clothes before you go down to the courtyard were the crusader is already taking care of his horse.

When he sees you coming between the nuns, he bow his head respectfully like he weren’t buried deep inside you last night, pilling ropes of cum and giving you multiple orgasms. You make a quick reverence, and you can’t hide your joy of seeing his handsome grumpy face again.

The very same face you caressed and kissed all night long.

« Lord Commander. »

« Leave us sisters, I have to talk to our guest. »

When they aren’t on sight anymore he takes your hand and kiss it gently, you close your eyes, flash of your night coming back again and you feel your pussy quivering at the feeling of his lips on you. It’s insane how needy he can make you with a simple touch.

He let go when a servant passes nearby and takes a step back.

« Ride the horse Y/n, we need to reach the dock fast. »

He helps you on, sliding his hands along your waist, your hip and your thigh and a shiver run down your spine. Every time he touches you, you are close to having a heart attack but you miss it bad the moment his skin isn’t against yours.

He hop on the black stallion behind you and you leave the Roman house.

« Where are we going ? »

He doesn’t say anything, looking around aware of any dangers that might come your way.

When he finally helps you out of his horse, you are near a galleon where men are already running around and you understand that you are going to leave the holy lands.

« Wait here. » he says before going onboard to talk to the captain. When he comes back, his stern look is tainted with something strange you never saw on his face.

« It is done now. » He said avoiding your gaze.

« You did not tell me. Where are we going ? »

You can see he struggles a bit to take the words out. « This ship is heading north, they will make halts to several docks but you should be home in two weeks. This is the fastest I could find. »

« What ? No ! I am not going anywhere without you ! »

You put your hands on his but he push you away. « Listen to me woman, this land is not a place for you, it is dangerous and you are not welcome. I do not hope for you to understand, and I do not care. This is where our paths diverge. You are going back to your life and I am going back to war. »

Your eyes start watering and you try again to touch him but he continues to push you away.« I have made my decision. Now take this ship and do not come back. I forbid you to ! »

« No ! You are lying ! Yesterday you- » he doesn’t let you finish and shake his head.

« You do not want to understand, do you ? It meant nothing to me. I just needed your body for comfort. Yesterday was pleasant but I could not care less about you. I already told you, I am a protector of the faith, my duties here a more important than you. I did not think you were so silly. »

Your hand move fast and the sound of the slap on his cheek echoes on the dock.

There is just a few second when he doesn’t move, like he’s trying to make a hard choice and then he slaps you back, so hard you fall to the ground and you look at him in shock with your hand over your sore cheek.

He kneels down to get your full attention and with that he adds insult to injury. « You wanted to know, then, everything I said in my confession was true. I did touched myself thinking of your body, I did dreamed of you but this was only when I needed to evacuate my stress after a battle. Let us be very clear, you chose to give me your body yesterday and years ago, I never came to see you, never asked for it. Indeed, you have my gratitude for letting me use your body, but I do not need it anymore. I feel better and I can go back to war while you, are going to stay away, not bothering me ever again, did I made myself understood ? »

You can’t breathe, you can’t even control the tremors of your body nor your tears falling down your cheeks. You can’t believe it, but he did it. He really slapped your face and stepped on your feelings. Even if he could lie about what he is saying, he would have never done that. Even when he thought you where a witch he never dared to raise a hand on you.

And yet, after loving you so tenderly during the night, he really hit you hard.

« I want you out of my way, woman. You are wasting my time. »

You look at him, searching for anything to convince you he doesn’t mean what he is saying but he looks determined.

« I do not believe you. I know you. And you are not this kind of man, I know it ! »

He smirk at you but his eyes are cold. « And who do you think am I hm ? What did you thought ? That I would leave everything I possessed to be with you ? You thought I would live with you happily ever after ? And to do what ? I am no peasant, no farmer, I do not work the field, I do not trade, I do not cook. I am a soldier. I fight, I pray, I fight again and then I die. I have been brought to this world on that sole purpose. This is what my life is about. You have no value for my quest as a priest or a crusader. You were just a mere misconduct. »

You stand up, gritting your teeth and he does the same, topping you with his tall stature.

« Look at me Lord Commander Taiju, look at me and swear to God this is what you really think.»

He looks away with anger tensing his handsome face « Damn it, woman…» he whispers for himself and then he looks back at you. « Do you really want me to go hard on you ? Just get on this ship for God’s sake. »

« Swear and I will. »

« I am not swearing on God’s name. Do you really want me to sin again ? Have you not done enough in that matter ? »

« Why are you doing this then ? » you put both your hands on his chest and it’s your turn to push him. « You might be a soldier of God but you are a coward ! You deny your own feelings in the name of a man you never saw when I am right in front of you. You said you were still alive because of me, not him ! Who are you deceiving yet ? Me or your God ? »

« Enough with your blasphemy !! I warn you woman, another word and I have your attitude fixed ! »

You walk to him, take his big hand in yours and put it on your neck. « Then do it. Do it now, because I would rather die from your hand than living without you. »

He tries his best not to close his eyes, breathing hard when his fingers slides on your skin and he take it off as if it was burning him. « Leave. It is an order. »

« I am not one of your underlings. You cannot order me anything. And I am not boarding this ship if you do not come with me. »

He doesn’t move, keeping his distance with you. « You told me once you wanted to freed me from you, now it’s time to freed yourself Taiju. »

You close the gap between you two and make room for yourself in his arms. « Is it that hard to aknowledge what I am saying ? I am yours. I have always been. » You admit not looking at him, with your cheeks burning out of embarrassment.

And this time he can’t push you away. He doesn’t held you, he just freeze and his eyes lowers to you.

Damn, your smell is mesmerizing. He doesn’t know what to do with his hands, he just tries his best not to listen to his inner voice that keeps telling him what he can’t bring himself to do publicly.

You put your ear on his chest and you can feel his heart beats fast.

« I‘m yours…eternally. »

You feel his hand on your chin and he makes you lift your head to look at him.

« I- » He stops himself before it’s too late. « I beg your pardon, for hurting you. But you have to leave, leave and never come back. You have to. »

« No. »

« Please. »

« No. I told you, I am not going anywhere without you. My place is by your side. »

« Y/n. » You feel his strong arms holding you tight but it’s only to push you out of him gently. « Do not make it harder than it should. You and I, this is not going to work. I could never make you mine, even if I wanted to, and I do not. No matter what you say, I am still a priest. What happened was a mistake. You were a… mistake. »

No tremors in his voice. He speaks calmly, you know he is not lying. How could he ?

You look at him and force a smile through your tears soaking your face without you noticing. « I understand. It is fine. » You make a step away and you turn around. « Know you never were one for me. »

His jaw clench and he takes a deep breath. He has nothing else to say. He did what he had to.

He watch you as you board the ship and your heart is so heavy when you turn around to look at him.

You see him ride his horse but he doesn’t move, waiting for the ship to leave, just to make sure you’re not going to sneak out.

His blank face doesn’t betray any feelings. He rest his hand on the cross of his sword while a sailor shout out to weight the anchor.

You look at him, pleading, hoping for a miracle but still, he doesn’t make a move.

Your ship is now leaving the dock and you shake your head. No, it’s impossible, you can’t do this, you can’t bring yourself to give up on him. You will not make it without him. He turns around ready to go back to war and its more than you can take.

You put one feet on the edge and a sailor hollers at you, making Taiju to look over his shoulder.

You are now seated on the flange and Taiju makes his horse turn around just to see you jump out of the ship.

« Y/N !!! »

You body go straight to the ocean and his heart stops beating when you disappear.

He rides out and run to the dock the fastest he can. He jump in the sea without second thought while you make it to the surface and he swims to you.

You try your best not to drown. You have never been a very good swimmer. You feel salted water in your mouth and your nose and start to move your legs to keep your head out of the waves.

He comes your way and grabs you in his arms a minute later. « ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND ? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, WOMAN ? » He’s so angry and frightened. It’s the first time you can see fear paint his handsome face.

You throw your arms around his neck and kiss him like he was your only way to breathe. You find air in his mouth and he struggle to keeps you both on the surface.

« Not without you ! Never again ! »

You find his lips, and you feel him keep you so close, you could merge with him.

He knows he needs to get you both out of the water, if the tide doesn’t kill you, ships and sharks will.

« DO…NOT MOVE, DO YOU…HEAR ME ?! » he grabs you by the waist and drags you to the shore.

When you are both out, he lay down next to you, try ing to catch your breath.

« You… you are… the most… insane… woman … I…ever…why…did you… »

You look at him while he stares at the sky breathlessly. « Because…I… »

You make an effort to get closer to him and kiss his cheek, whispering in his ear «…love you. »

You saw it, he didn’t say it out loud but you clearly saw it. He swore. A fuck got out of his mouth and you don’t know why but it makes you giggle. And you start to laugh louder, you can’t stop yourself. Yours makes his starts too and you end up having a long gale of laughter together.

You are wet, covered in sand and dust, you’re freezing, your every moves feel heavy and painful but you couldn’t care less.

Once you calmed down, he takes your hand in his and squeeze it gently. « Do not ever do that again, do you hear me ? I thought you were dead. »

« Were you afraid ? »

« I have never been so scared. I thought I lost you. » He admits looking at the clouds.

« If I did not jump out of this ship, you would have… »

He frown taking in a deep breathe. « Fine. But I want you to understand that from now on, you will be in great danger. I will have to hide you away. Means you will do as I tell you without question. »

You stay quiet a moment. « The Cardinal ? »

He nods. He doesn’t have to say more. You felt it when you met the man in clothe. Taiju always looked like a walking threat to you. But his uncle is worst, and you never met his relatives but you can sense a strong family trait behind this.

After a moment, he stands up and bend over to help you on your feet. He stops just to caress your cheek with his palm and your face lights up at the touch.

« I like it. Your smile. »

Your face heat up from the compliment before you slide your hand in his.

« You will see it more from now on. »

He shake his head and you can read his mind. Stubborn woman.

« Shall we go ? » You start to walk but he doesn’t move. You turn around and he looks at you with a smirk.

« Would you say it again ? »

Your eyes open wide and you turn around not to let him see how embarrassed you are.

« No. Let’s go. »

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You look at your reflect in the mirror uncomfortably in the black and white clothe you wear. You will never get used to it.

You’re officially a nun. You who have been excommunicated. You who decided to believe in one and only mortal man.

Taiju tried his best to cover your tracks. The only way to protect you was to make you stay in a convent, before he can find a better place. He went back to war, but he promised he would come back as soon as he has another permission.

And this time you had to let him go. You knew surely it was dangerous, you were plagued by anxiety. You knew he could die everyday. But he promised you to come back and find a better hideout, and you trusted him. Only the Mother superior knew who you truly were.

To get you in the convent, he had to tell her but you knew you could trust her the moment he introduced you. By chance, she was trustworthy, you learned she didn’t do that for him but against the Shiba.

She held a grudge on the cardinal and she made a duty to go against him.

She didn’t like Taiju neither, but she despised the cardinal more and for some obscure reasons, she was thrilled to ruin his plans.

She gave you a cell to hide and live away from the other nuns. You could come to eat with them and go around inside the convent as long as you wear the clothe like the others and did not talk to anyone. You were know mn as the silent nun, you officially took a silenced vow. But you didn’t feel well there.

And after weeks of waiting, Taiju had finally sent a missive to the Mother superior to say he was coming to collect some supplies and help for the crusade and he hoped his sisters were in good health and to prepare for their transport to victory in the kingdom of heaven, because it will come soon. Very soon.

The Mother superior came to your cell to tell you the new. The priest was coming to see you tonight, and you will be moving next.

You couldn’t wait to see him. You have been pretty sick lately. The heat was difficult to bear with this clothe on and you weren’t really hungry because you missed him.Now you feel better and are so impatient to see him again.

You waited until night when you finally heard a knock to the entrance where you roamed around all day.

« By our Lord’s name, open the door! »

You want to open it yourself, you can recognize his voice but you have to wait for your superior to do it. Only her can open the convent’s door.

The nuns are all asleep and you limp to the doors as fast as you can.

The convent’s mother superior comes with a candle and opens the door, letting the crusader in after checking he was alone.

When you see him you can’t wait for the nun to turn around and go hang at his neck, coming for a needy kiss. But the nun put a bible between you two and shake her head.

« Where do you think you are young girl ? This is a convent, you can kiss the cross, not the priest! »

She takes you by your arm and out of your lover’s arms.

Taiju smirk in his heavy armor but doesn’t say anything.

You look at your feet and mumble your apologizes.

« You have a cell for that. » the Mother superior whispers making a head movement towards the dark corridor. « Just, try to be quiet… »

You lift your head and open your mouth but she doesn’t let you speak. « I know. May God forgive me for that. Now go. »

You take Taiju’s hand and don’t wait to go through the old convent to your cell.

When you close the door, you ca finally kiss him with passion.

He chuckles and make you twirl for him. « Look at us, a nun and a priest. Oh Lord… forgive me. »

« I do not care. I have missed you. »

You slide your hand between his legs but he stops you. « No, not here. Not like that. Not in front of Him. » He said looking at the cross above your bed.

You look at him and raise a brow. You already had sex in a church, in a crusader’s house and in plenty of space where He was still on the wall. So why not here, when you are all needy for him.

You crave his touch, you want to feel him inside you and you can’t wait. It’s been two weeks. Too long.

You smirk and he frowns. Oh he knows you too well. And he doesn’t like your idea before you even spoke.

You kiss his lips and slide to his neck, licking your way down in a whisper. Then you take his hand and slide his thumb in your mouth, sucking it slowly.

He opens his mouth, fighting the urge to close his eyes and you know you already won.

« Have you ever been sucked off by a nun ? »

« What ? »

You get on your knees and slide your hands up his thighs to his trouser.

You look at him sheepishly, acting like a nun would while your hand caress his crotch the lewdest way and he looks at the ceiling, imploring silently for God’s mercy.

But it won’t save him from you.

« Take off your armor lord commander. I can’t pray on my knees before a soldier… » You say with a pout.

He breath hard looking down at your little game but his hands are already moving to get rid of his clothes.

You lick your lips and the moment his heavy parts fall to the ground you take out his erect cock and give it kitten licks. His dick is so hot on your tongue you can’t do anything but moan while he leans on the door. You taste his precum in your mouth and he twitch furiously everytime your lips touch him.

« Oh God… » he breathes out, putting his hand on your nun’s veil for support and you push your lips until your nose meets his pubes.

He bites hard on his lower lip not to moan and you starts to bob your head slowly. He’s too long, too big for you to take it whole without gagging. It’s the first time you are doing it but you don’t want to disappoint him so you try your best. And it seems to work. His face is dark red, his mouth half open and he breathe silently while his hand still rest on your head.

Your other hand goes up to his abs, under his shirt and you apply more pressure in your mouth making him jerk forward.

You start to gag feeling his cockhead hitting the back of your throat but you do your best to stay still. You never felt him so big. You know you’re doing it right by the way you feel him throbs on your tongue. Blood is running at a fast pace in a big vein going from the base of his cock to his head and his jerky breath makes you so wet you start to rub your thighs together.

He put the back of his hand over his mouth and close his eyes with a frown. His hips are rolling back and forth in your mouth and you tighten your throat and start to gag. When he wants to ease your breath you put both hands on his ass to keep him in entirety in your mouth and he twitch like crazy.

Drool is running down your chin and you can’t breath anymore but you never saw him so moved.

When he opens his eyes, something as switched. Lust is painted all over his face. He tears out your veil, give a hard trust in your mouth before retrieving himself and grabbing your hair, making your head go back hard in the process.

He starts to stroke himself fast over your face and look at you hungrily. « Open up. » He breath out with his warm and low voice.

You obey him, sliding your hand under your nun clothe as he spurts out his hot cum on your tongue.

It’s like a shot of adrenaline deep inside your souls. You have lost control and he could ask for anything you would agree. And he, could sin without regret.

Maybe you are a witch afterall.

The power you have on him is stronger than is own virtue.

You gulp down his semen looking him in the eye and lick your lips while he tries to regulate his own breath.

He helps you on your feet and kiss you so eager so touch your body. He puts his hands on your breast and you start to undress him entirely.

His hands find your hips, he lift you just to make you sit on your nightstand as you take his pants down.

Your nails digs in his ass cheeks and you scratch it all the way up to his muscular back as you feel his hands gropping you everywhere. He makes you spread your legs while you kiss and you feel his fingers sink in your drenched cunt.

You want to moan so bad when you feel him bully your sweet spot. It echoes in the cell, the wet sound of your pussy is so lewd, he goes so fast, so hard, you are sure you’re going to make a mess. He slaps your clit before going back inside and put his other hand on your mouth so your moans are muffled while he goes faster.

« Nuns have to be good you know that huh ? How can you pretend to be one of them if you do not act properly ? Do you want to be my good girl ? » He whispers thrusting his fingers deeper inside you.

You nod against his palm and he smirk. « Then come for me. Come if you want to feel me inside you. »

Your walls tightens around him and you both look at the mess coming out of you, on his fingers, hands and wrist, between your legs, and on the clothe.

It makes him rock hard and he replaces his fingers by his cock, thrusting inside you with no warning. The nightstand move and your back crash against the wall, moaning for him with your eyes rolling back inside.

« God, you are so tight. »

He kisses you, the nightstand hit the wall at every move and you are already a babbling mess. He goes hard and deep, releasing the stress from the battle with powerful thrusts.

Your nails in his back drives him crazy. He knows you are marking it until it bleed. He runs his hand through your hair, pull it again back and with his other hand he slides his thumb inside your mouth and force it open before spitting a trickle of saliva inside.

You swallow it and feel the pit in your stomach explode, making you tighten your walls around his thick cock. He kisses you, growling in your mouth as he cums, breeding you deep inside.

« Will you keep it inside for me ? »

He says against your lips.

You nod and he back up, while you close your legs but he poured too much and it starts to ooze out despite you squeezing your legs. « How was it to fuck a nun ? »

He blush, he doesn’t have to say it out loud for you to understand he enjoyed it more than he should have. « I indeed am going to be in trouble with God. »

« About that, I need to tel- »

He doesn’t let you speak as he starts to put his clothes back on. « We need to go. »

« Now? »

« Yes, I found a place outside the city where you should be more free. I know being here was not easy for you, and I do not know how much long I can trust the mother superior. »

You look at the mess you made on his back as he turn around to pick up his armor. « I just have two days of permission. It is safer to travel at night. No one will see us. »

He takes you veil from the ground and held it for you to put back on and when you do, it stops you from moving just for a second.

His hand finds your cheek and he caress it with a light smile. « You would have made a beautiful nun. »

« Too bad the only man I want to worship is a priest, not a God. »

He pinch your cheek and you come for his lips before he can call you out for your blasphemy and you put your forehead against his. « We need to talk. » you whisper exhausted.

« I know. This is not going to last, I promise. You just have to be patient. »

He kisses you before helping you packing your belongings and sneaking out of the convent.

« Taiju. »

He kisses you and put a finger on your lips to hush you.

You find back his black horse, waiting for you to ride out of the city and into the mountains. The hair is colder here and you blow on your hands while he leads your way higher.

When he finally halt, you find a little cabin in the woods, near a river far away from any civilization and you look at him, raising a brow.

« Taiju. »

« Wait before saying you do not like it. »

He helps you out and push the wooden door. It’s a clean room inside, there is a fireplace, a large bed covered with fur and cushions to sleep on, even a large barrel to take a bath in a corner and some furnitures just for you to live without being too uncomfortable.

« I know it might not be as nice as your place but I did my best to set this so you can stay here. I will come back when I could with food and more supplies but at least you will be safe here. And you can go around as you please. No one is going to threat your life here. »

« Are you going back to the camp ? »

He nods. « Tomorrow »

When your face turns to nothing but sadness and worries he sight « I thought we agreed…War is still on, you know I have no other option but to go back to the battlefield. »

You put your hand on your stomach and look at him carefully.

« Do not leave us.»

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blueparadis · 2 years

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Mikey who's inside you shuddering like an animal in the heat about to shoot his cum inside you , fill you up.... but he can't have you pregnant until you're okay with it. 😍🥺

❝ 𝟖:𝟐𝟎 𝐀.𝐌.❞

؂ Now playing drugs n’ hella melodies!

€ontent warnings — afab-reader, sub-dom dynamics, breeding kink, baby trapping, creampie,cum play, missionary & lotus position, pleasure dom! Manjiro, domish reader, sir kink , hard sex & soft love (yeah you're welcome!), marking, nipple play, tit sucking, power play, overstimulation; wc— 0.8k;

TAP HERE TO BROWSE MY WORKS

"Look at me, look at me, baby", he murmured while rubbing his nose against your neck, glistening with sweat. Eyes flying back ripping off your sanity as he pushes his cock inside you as if he wasn't hitting the spot making you squirm underneath him. The bridge of his nose grazes your pulse point as he groans right into your ears asking, "You good?".

You stare at him through the corner of your eyes, mouth open ajar, panting rashly too sucked into delirium to form words, but you give him a nod. Manjiro knows your melting point yet seeing you taking him so well, being so obedient, being so responsive his lips curve in delight. He hums weighing his thoughts about whether it's okay to pull out another orgasm from your heated overstimulated body or not!

His warm cackle reaches your ears as he jerks up towering over your body, fingers clamping underneath your inner thighs. "Oh Gawd!", you whimper earning a smirk from him. "Don't worry angel! I'm not gonna stop until you ask me to!", he declares as he thrusts his cock with a single broad stroke earning a gasp from you. Those dark eyes gleam in an insatiable hunger as he starts to move in and out, slowly, watching your cream leaking around his cock from previous orgasms.

"You're still clenching me so hard baby!", he utters with a chuckle slamming his cock inside you with brute force followed by a long pause and making you arch your body. It's euphoric. It's aching. It's maddening.

"So good! such sweet pussy.", he groans as he starts to thrust harder, faster folding your legs over his broad shoulders. You grab your boobs filling the room with trails of whimpering moans blessing his ears.

Manjiro quivers, balancing himself on his arms and letting you relax your legs. "Fuck I just wanna fill your stomach already", he coos immediately crashing his lips onto yours not giving you a chance to register his momentary lapse, a desire to see you carrying his babies.

Moreover, he loves the taste of your salt while sucking your puffy lips being inside you. Curling your hands around his nape, fingers skimming through his hair you moan into his mouth breaking the kiss.

His eyes blink as he feels your hands over his arms. While he is still feasting his eyes over your ravishing sex glow, you roll him along the bed without pulling out. Eyes soaked in surprise Manjiro is still taken aback by your strength as he gawks at your naked beauty with lust-blown eyes. "Your wish"s my command, Sir", you amend.

As the words fall from your lips you start to glide, slow but steady strokes. He holds you by your waist, lower lip being exploited in between his teeth as you bounce on his cock.

Seeing you bob like an animal, boobs bouncing at a steady rhythm he was in nowhere to decline you; after all, he wanted this too, to fill your womb with babies and those breasts with milk.

"Oh yeah! yea-ash baby!", he mumbles as you keep jerking. He is close, you can sense it. He flinches feeling his cock twitch in pain but couldn't care less about it. All he wants is to fill you up to the brim.

Your legs quiver feeling the euphoric high marking his arms with crescent indecent as he shoots his cum inside you. Warm, thick, and seeping along your thighs, soaking the bedsheets.

You try to pull away but he sits up swiftly scooping you in his lap. His hands curling around your back pulling you into his embrace. Your breath hitches as his grips grow stronger while his mouth latches onto your boobs, sucking your tits biting them making you moan shamlessly.

Manjiro shots a look at you, your face. He maintains the eye contact and continues to suck until he feels your gummy walls clenching his cock again. “Ahhh—aH!”, you scream hands resting on his shoulders nails digging into his skin. He pulls out with a pop; a prideful glint smothers his face watching his marks all over your chest that runs up to your pulse point.

"I love you, I love you so much", he coos making you jolt as you feel your boobs grazing against his firm chest. You kiss him, lips dancing against each other trying to imbibe him in yourself as much as you can. "Love you too", you coo brushing your thumb over his puffy pink lips as he smiles back.

tagging - @em-plosion @sano-obsessed @manjiroscum @fueledbysano @1900-aria @haitaniapologist @etheralyonn @ily-inupi @dancingintherainwithchifuyu

networks - @tokyometronetwork @downtown-roponggi @planetonet

a/n — manjiro & breeding kink is my favourite topic + he's a great boob worshipper !

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titanialev · 2 years

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#draken x you #draken x y/n #tokyo revengers draken #draken fanart #draken x female reader #draken x reader #art #drawing #fanart #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers x you smut #tokyo revengers fanart #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x you #ken ryuguji fanart #ken ryuguji x you

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kshira · 2 years

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𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒

request: could you do a scenario when draken, baji and or any other tokyo revengers character your like, breaks the bed or a piece of it during intercourse. something goofy, cute and a little hot, if possible.

+ baji, draken, kazutora, ran, rindou, sanzu

tw: fem!reader, f!oral, dirty talk, cursing, praise, second hand embarrassment, soft dom w/ sub reader

an: request for @nightwalk-chan; this was so fun and cute to write. i hope you enjoy <3

꩜ 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈

baji seems to be focused on one thing tonight—splitting you open with his cock, larger palms tucked neatly under your knees while he spreads you wider for him. sweat beads across his forehead, shaky hips snapping against you over and over. with the amount of brute force baji is expelling into your cunt makes you tense with every thrust but it’s honestly exhilarating watching baji mindlessly chase his high—so consumed by your pussy he’s practically drooling, whimpering and it’s almost serene; cupping his warm cheek, starry eyes meeting your own until the bed creaks with every heavy thrust—snapping the bed frame in half and baji’s body lunging forward. “d-did you actually just?” baji leans back on his knees, eyeing over the busted bed scattered across the floor. he tucks his lip between his teeth, sharp canines showing through his lip, baji slightly smirks when you deadpan to him, “cum inside you? yeah pretty, s’always do, can’t help that.”

꩜ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍

“missed me angel? keep sucking me in” draken looms over you, dipping his head down to brush his lips across your own. before you can indulge in the way his tongue swirls against your inner cheeks he raises back up, bleeding his nails into your hips and brutally pounding into you, back arching to draken’s rough thrusts until your eyes knock to the back of your head. “look at my girl, sure you can even take any more?” draken sneers, picking up the pace until your skin ripples, tits bouncing to every thrusts, some harder than others—cock bumping your cervix and with your juices slathering his balls, stomach burning with arising orgasm you don’t even feel your head ramming against the wall. draken so fixated on filling your pussy to the brim zones out the echoing sound of your precious head banging the wall. draken looks down for a brief second, eyes widening when he sees what’s happening—he slows down his hips to bend back down, “did you not even notice i was fucking your head against the wall?” draken laughs, cradling your head with his hand and the other soothing over your inner thigh. he watches you slowly shake your head no, draken hums back in reply making sure your head wasn’t hurt before he’s ramming his cock back inside because draken really wants to finish what’s he’s started.

꩜ 𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀

brushing pieces of hair behind his ear kazutora smiles down at you, nestled between your legs he dips his head down to place open mouth kisses on the valley of your stomach, fingers squeezing your tits as he makes his way to your heat. “been wantin’ this all day” kazutora mumbles, hot breath fanning on your slick cunt, a gasp leaving your lips as he slides his tongue through your folds. kazutora presses his face further into your pussy, smirking when your moans grow hoarse at every flick of his tongue to your puffy clit. “my pretty baby is so needy” kazutora glances up at you but quickly averts his gaze back to your cunt, steady tongue glossing over your clit to your clenching hole, seconds pass before kazutora continues the ministrations. “c-close, i’m so close” you croak, carding your fingers through his hair, kazutora looks back up to you pausing his tongue. through frustrated tears you watch kazutora stare back at something, “what’re you doing?” he holds eye contact with the corner of the room, pulling fully away from your cunt. “t-the cat won’t stop staring at me” kazutora whispers, wiping your juices from the back of his hand. “so? are you trying to win or something?” you snip back, crawling away from him to look over at the cat casually cleaning itself. kazutora cheeks blush a deep red, awkwardly looking back at you, “uh, just sit on my face so i won’t get distracted.”

꩜ 𝐑𝐀𝐍

maybe it’s the buildup of an all day teasing from you, text after text of your body on display for him. cute little voicemails left with ran’s name fumbling from your lips while two fingers stuffed in your weeping hole. whatever it might be, as you are on your knees in front of him right now, head bobbing while ran drags his nails across your scalp—ran can’t seem to get hard. he sighs watching your mouth take his cock again, stomaching clenching while your throat takes more and ran shifts in the bed noticing your ass sway with the juncture of your tongue lapping at the tip. before you can speak he’s already clearing his throat, “can’t get fuckin’ hard” ran looks at you, avoiding your wicked grin because that cocky attitude he usually wears is flattering quite a bit. “that’s okay pretty boy, maybe next time?” you coo, rising to your feet but ran quickly grabs your hand stopping you, “where do you think you’re going? my mouth and fingers still work perfectly fine for that needy pussy.”

꩜ 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔

rindou likes to play a little blame game every once and awhile—maybe it was because he hadn’t seen you in what felt like forever or maybe you just have an incredible pussy that he’s very thankful to call his—whatever it might be, the first plunge of his aching cock and rindou is already in shambles. “have you always been this tight, princess?” rindou chokes out, arms buckling beside your head, weakly thrusting into you until rindou rams his cock deeper, a sob breaking through his lips when you clench down. with your slick guiding him to pound into you faster—rindou does, reeling his hips back to watch a white substance leak from your hole before he’s back fully inside you, “god—you’re so fuckin’ wet” rindou groans, dipping his head down into the crevice of your neck, peppering the skin while his lips toy with the flesh. but you feel full—really full and you’re not an idiot and by the way rindou is whimpering into your neck it’s pretty obvious, “rin, did you already cum?” you won’t get an answer though just a blushing boyfriend and a hole full of his sticky seed and probably rindou blaming it on your pussy or whatever.

꩜ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔

if your body could bend anymore it just might snap right in half—your legs thrown over his shoulders, chest pressed to your knees, sanzu lips connected to your own while his tongue laps inside your warm mouth. you can just feel how much his cock is throbbing for release, the thoughts of his cum dripping out of your hole and for him to fuck it right back in you, that pretty throaty moans sanzu whines out right before. just the mere thought has you on edge, clawing at his chest for more, “almost there pretty baby” he hums, leaning up on his knees to drill his cock in you and stars filter through your vision, the orgasm tasting so much sweeter on your tongue. until sanzu completely pulls out, hissing and squealing from pain, “oh my god haru are you okay?” you lean up to watch sanzu hold on to his leg, screwing his eyes shut when you come closer. “i got a fucking cramp” he mutters, blue eyes meeting your own while you hover over your boyfriend, a grin creeps through your lips as sanzu sighs at the sight of his cock still painfully hard. “good thing my girl knows how to ride my cock” sanzu grunts, pulling you on his lap before you can even make another move.

#tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev x reader #tokrev x reader #tokyorev smut #tokrev smut #baji smut #draken smut #kazutora smut #ran smut #rindou smut #sanzu smut #baji x reader #draken x reader #kazutora x reader #ran x reader #rindou x reader #sanzu x reader #tokyo revengers x you smut

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kazuwhora · 2 years

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— PLASTIC OFF THE SOFA

⨳ WARNINGS. 18+, fem!reader, somnophilia, creampie, and some soft sweetness <3

⨳ WORD COUNT. 2k+

⨳ NOTE. commission for the lovely @sohya <3 thank u for being so patient as I get settled in my new place and new life! I’ll be slowly chipping at the rest of my commissions, but for now pls be kind this is the first thing ive written in almost three months <3

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐋 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐙𝐄 and the hum of a fan that fills the space around you— the pillowy air is thick, but the relief of the gentle wind is enough to make you sigh as you prop your feet up on the coffee table and lay back against the cushions of the sofa. your job has taken every ounce of energy from you— the summer heat at its heels lapping up whatever is left behind, and you feel like your body could melt into the fabric at the mere thought of getting up. even the click of the lock and the creak of the door across the room isn’t enough to excite you, but you watch as ruffles of curly blue hair turn the corner with a quiet sigh to match.

souya’s face is dim, filtered by the soft light of the room as he drops his bags and immediately sheds the apron from his waist and the bandana from his hair. you’ve always loved the way his hair falls in front of his face after a long day at work, or the way his eyes tend to hide behind the baby blue strands as the exhaustion begins to set into his skin.

he’s not one for talking— especially not when the weight of the air feels like it could crush his throat, but the heat has never kept him from curling up beside you as he rests his head against your shoulder with a sigh.

“hi baby” you hum, running a hand through his hair as he softens against your body.

souya barely mumbles back, too tired from the world around him to choke out more than a quiet “hmmm” as if to say hi in his own form of words. so instead, his hands snake around your waist, gripping the fabric of your shirt as he nuzzles himself into your neck.

as much as you’ve always been head over heels for your boyfriend, there’s no denying his clinginess that comes in overwhelming waves the more time he spends away from you. even at work, with the restaurant being less than a few blocks away, he’ll beg you to come for lunch just to sit with him on his break so he can enjoy your company. it’s almost become the punchline of a joke among the restaurant— nahoya spitting taunts and teases every time you slip through the door and show yourself to the bar, and souya grumbling to himself each time like clockwork until he sees your smiling face waiting just for him.

but even so, souya is still clingy. he still finds himself yearning to be home, where he can lose himself in the comfort of your arms with the murmur of the tv drowning out the noise in his head. he still finds himself desperate for your touch, never able to fulfill the desire to be closer and closer to you, until you have to peel him away from your body like a t-shirt.

but souya doesn’t move.

he doesn’t move, even when you peek past the strands of hair shading his eyes and poke the side of his face with inquisition. his eyes stay shut, body only shifting every so often as he melts into the sofa and gives himself up to his sleep.

and now, you’re bored.

you find yourself passing the time with his hair tangled in your fingers, leaving tiny braids sprinkled across his locks built from boredom and idle hands. he’s always found your touch soothing— lulling him nearly to sleep as you gently comb through strands of curls, breaking them apart into a frizzy messes the more he relaxes against your chest. he mumbles under his breath every so often, enough to make you part his hair once again to make sure he hasn’t woken up. but each time, his eyelids only flutter, and his face twitches as the strands of hair tickle his skin, and each time you can only sigh, and give in to your boredom by admiring the sweetness of his rest instead.

angelic isn’t ethereal enough to describe the aura that surrounds souya like this, though it’s enough to make you want to corrupt him all the same. it seems the longer you stare at him— the longer you watch his eyes flicker and twitch as he dozes, the further your hand travels down his body. it starts at his chest, moving with the rise and fall of his breaths, trailing down his torso and dancing between his abs until your fingers reach the waistband of his shorts and they can’t help but slip beneath it as his breaths grow more erratic by the second.

you watch his brows furrow as your fingers wrap around his cock. he’s asleep, you think, but he’s already hard and twitching in your grasp. you can’t help but think about the tiny moans that might slip from his lips if you moved just a little faster— the tiny desperate gasps that make him tremble the more and more you work him, and your head starts to spin at the thought alone.

there’s a heat that pools in your core now, one that you can’t deny as you press your thighs together and squeeze your palm around his cock. souya stirs only for a second, shifting slightly in his sleep as you take his shift of weight as your opportunity to climb onto his lap from beside him. you don’t give his body time to process as you slip his shorts to his thighs, exposing his aching cock to your body as you grind yourself down against him.

his eyes stay shut, but whether he’s awake or not you couldn’t care less. the warmth of his cock spreads across your skin like wildfire, and resistance has never been your best quality.

“fuck” you curse, as you sink yourself down on his cock that twitches and throbs inside you the more he stretches your walls.

you can’t help but dig your nails into his chest as you ease yourself all the way down, letting your hips stutter and tremble as his cock reaches deeper and deeper inside you. watching his eyelids flutter and move as you roll your hips is reward enough— but you cant help that you want more.

the deeper your nails dig, the more you move, hips rolling against him as you try your best to move at a pace soft enough not to wake him, but deep enough to stack the tension at your core.

but souya just feels too good. his cock presses against your sweet spot just enough to leave you desperate for more. satisfying yourself has never been a problem, but there’s nothing you want more than to feel his desperation fill you up as you push him to his limits beneath you.

you can’t help it— it’s just not enough.

“s-souya” you whine, catching the moan that follows between your lips as you press your forehead against his. your lips hover over him as your arms wrap around his neck, pushing him deeper inside you until he can’t help but lazily open his eyes as your cunt clenches around his cock.

“h-hi baby” he whispers, taking a second to grasp his surroundings as his eyes scan your body on top of him.

the realization hits as fast as his pleasure does, and the hair shading his face masks his eyes that nearly roll back in his head as his hands grip your hips in an attempt to stabilize himself.

“fuck I—” he stutters, trying his best to hold back moans that slip out in tiny broken hums.

you stop him before he can finish, lips pressed against his in a messy kiss that makes his hips buck the more you steal his breath away.

“please…” you whisper, with desperation tinting your voice as your eyes speak the rest of your begs for you.

souya knows what you want— he doesn’t need you to say it, and he cant help but dig his nails into your hips as he fucks himself up into you. bliss coats your body the harder he fucks you— it overwhelms you and collapses your body against him as the drag of his cock pulls moans and whimpers from your mouth with every thrust.

he can’t hold himself back when the pulse of your cunt sucks him in deeper and deeper til he can barely move. there’s a low groan that resonates in his chest as his hips slow, rolling your body against him in deep motions as he collects himself and tries his best to keep it together.

“can’t— c-can’t move if y’keep doin’ that princess” he whispers, voice nearly breaking as he throws his head back and lifts your body just enough for you to whine at the emptiness of your cunt with his cock teasing your clit. ��p-please baby I—”

“wanna cum” you cut him off with a whimper, pouting as he stares back at you with glossy eyes.

your words are enough to ignite a fire in his chest, and desperation floods his body as he slams your body down on his cock with a force you’ve never quite felt from him before.

your eyes go wide with shock— the pressure of his cock inside you, the speed that his hips thrust up into you, it’s all too much. your head spins the faster and faster he moves, frantically reaching for your high as he pushes you closer and closer while whimpers and moans fall from his lips and dissipate into the air between you. your grip on reality starts to slip, and all you can do is beg for him—beg for his cock as he fucks you with everything he’s got, until your body starts to crumble in his grip and your vision clouds as his cock tips you over the edge of your pleasure.

souya whimpers as your cunt clenches around him tighter and tighter with every sob you manage to choke out. you’ve never felt like this before— so out of control, so overwhelmed by your senses and the press of his cock against your sweet spot even after you’ve collapsed into a whimpering mess against his chest. your body trembles in his grasp, and all you can do is beg to feel his cum inside you.

“need’ta—” you stutter, catching your breath in deep gasps as he slows his hips in a sensual rhythm. “need you t’fill me up souya, please”

your voice is desperate, and souya can’t deny the ache in his cock as your body squeezes around his length. one hand reaches for the side of your face, bringing you down against his lips as he loses himself in another kiss. his hips move a little faster, feeling every inch of your cunt he can before breaking the kiss with a moan as his cock fills you up with his cum that oozes and spills down your walls as he holds you steady in place.

“y-you feel s-so good baby” he whispers, squeezing his eyes shut as he basks in the sounds of your moans.

you shift your body as his cum drips to your thigh, but souya only whines and holds you down tighter.

“jus’ stay for a little longer” souya pouts, pulling you flush against his chest again.

his hands clasp behind your back— tight enough that you can barely move, and his lips brush against the side of your neck as he peppers tiny kisses across your skin. you can’t help but giggle— the sensation is enough to spread a softness across your body that makes you melt against him, and your shoulders ease as his hands travel to the back of your neck where he holds you tight.

“I l-love you” he mumbles against your neck, pausing to trace patterns into your skin with his fingers before releasing his hold on you so you can move. “lets get you cleaned up”

you can only sigh as his hands fall to his sides, and the phantom comfort of his hold makes you yearn for more. and as you shift your thoughts back to reality, you can’t help but think you’ve never been so grateful to be by his side.

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tetsutits · 2 years

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𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 + 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐢𝐍𝐊𝐒

CHARACTERS: kakucho hitto, sanzu haruchiyo, ran haitani, sano manjiro

WARNINGS: fem!reader (female anatomy). bonten timeline. lots of kinks! kaku - creampie, spitting, fingering, reader is called princess, sweet, girl. sanzu - reader cries, spanking. ran - oral (f)receiving. mikey - he's kinda mean lol, uses of slut and baby, hair pulling, creampie. let me know if i missed anything!!

A/N: this has been collecting dust in my drafts for so long so i decided to post it!! i don't think i've seen anyone do this before for tokrev charac. but if it's been done please let me know !!

MINORS/AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DNI!! |tr masterlist|

KAKUCHO HITTO - breeding, spit kink

kakucho has a HUGE breeding kink. there's just something about stuffing you full with his cum that makes him go absolutely insane over you. just the idea of you all swollen, and round with his child gets his cock growing in his pants. he would go rounds with you all night and the only place he would cum is either (preferably) inside you—or in your mouth. he loves the way your soft, gummy walls will take anything he gives, sucking him in, and he makes sure that every last drop of his cum stays inside you. uncaring if it's messy, or that it's uncomfortable for you—he watches it trickle down to the sides of your thighs, bringing down two long fingers to stuff it right back into you where it belongs. the sight of your swollen cunt taking him all in, girth and length, will have him fucking himself into you till there's nothing to give anymore. if it's not his cum that's he's stuffing inside—it's definitely his spit. either spitting on you for lube, or spitting in your mouth - your tongue lolled out anticipating the thick substance. "keep that in for me, okay, princess?" he says, after he spits right onto your tongue—and of course you do, because you're his sweet, obedient girl.

SANZU HARUCHIYO - dacryphilia, impact play (spanking), slight brat taming

sanzu has always been one to chase power, dominance. he always wants to be in control—he has a sort of satisfaction that comes from seeing people bow down and submit to him, seeing them on their knees crying and begging for his mercy. that doesn't change when it comes to you. he loves the sight of you with wet tears streaming down your face; his own plastered with a smirk as he wipes them away with his thumb, "you think you can take more?" he says, voice dripping with satisfaction, massaging the bruised, red skin of your ass, "or have you learned your lesson?" when you don't reply to him, his large palm comes in contact with your flesh even harder, the sound of skin slapping echo's in the room, causing you to cry out in pain, your skin tingling and burning as a result. his cock strains against his pants, aching to be touched—but you just look so, so pretty like this, so how could he ever think of himself when you're right here, in front of him, letting him have anything he wants from you?

RAN HAITANI - overstimulation, praise kink

ran is definitely vocal during sex, he's always talking to you, letting you know how good you feel—how good you're making him feel. he breathes little praises into your ears as he fucks you deep, grunts and groans at the feeling of your cunt pulsating around him, squeezing every last drop he has to give. sometimes he just can't get enough, he'll fuck you over and over—he hears your cries and your whimpers, but does nothing about it as he continues to push you way past overstimulation, "ahh—fuck, you're doing so fuckin' well for me," he says, completely drunk on the feeling of you around him, pounding mercilessly until you're begging for him to slow down, tears pooling in your lash line because it feels so fucking good. he eats you like a starved man, fucks you like it's the last chance he'll ever get—just the look of complete pleasure on your face is enough to keep him going until it's painful for him, he could just never get tired of you.

SANO MANJIRO - daddy kink, degradation

"you just like being a little slut, huh?" mikey groans in the crook of your neck, his pace unforgiving as he keeps pounding into you, he grips your hair from the back, using it as leverage to pull you back into him, "i-it wasn't like that, manjiro!" you cry out, the pleasure and the pain mixing, you can't deny you enjoy the way he holds power over you, the way he completely has control over everything you do. it also gives him a rush knowing you'd be right there to grant him anything he wishes, "that's not my fuckin' name," he grunts, slamming even harder into you, you almost scream from the pleasure, the force of his hips slapping against yours and when you drop your head down he only pulls you back up again, forcing an arch in your back, "f-fuck! daddy—i'm sorry!" he could never, ever get tired of you calling him that name in bed, giving him the authority he wants. he throws his head in pleasure, trying his best not to cum on the spot as he finally hears you say, "please! give it to me, daddy, n-need your cum!" and the string finally snaps as he fills you up, because how can he say no to his sweet, little baby?

reblogs appreciated !! <3 minors go away >:(

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manjiroscum · 2 years

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BEYOND THE COSMOS

Character/s: alien!Kakucho

Warnings: f!reader, mature language, explicit sexual themes, reader is a tease, monsterfucking, unprotected sex, breeding kink, kakucho has 2 big 🍆 + a long tongue, doggy, couch sex, dirty talking, cum eating, blowjob/throat fucking, implied marathon sex, and use of pet names. Minors do not interact.

Note: here is the first entry for kinktober, sorry it’s late... this is dedicated to my sweet bby dawn @lalunanymph 💖

❖ kinktober ‘22 masterlist | ENTRY #1

Summary: Your new neighbor’s dick(s) is out of this world.

WC: 2.8K

Kakucho loves the earth more than most homo sapiens ever could. Compared to the dreary and almost desolate planet he hailed from, the earth was far more interesting and had unique customs that varied wherever he could travel to. Eventually, he was tasked to settle down. And he did, in a quaint house that was minutes away from the park where he normally would jog in the early morning because he learned from an earthling that it is beneficial to their body. Yet, despite acquiring such knowledge, Kakucho could never be a human being nor possess a body that functions the way it would. And this extends to his reproductive parts.

He was never required to have a human mate. No, the only directives he was given upon embarking on this journey were the following: live on earth, explore, study about the species that live on the planet, do not get caught, and go back home if he had gathered enough knowledge. This was his third year on the rocky, terrestrial plant. He may enjoy trying all the food it has to offer, learning the countless languages its habitants speak, and making ‘friends’, but it has been quite a lonely experience for the extraterrestrial. Contrary to the way his human friends think of his kind, or what they like to endearingly call ‘aliens’, Kakucho was not heartless, unemotional nor thought of himself as superior. But due to this stereotype, he found it hard to form long-lasting relationships. He was quite sure he'd stay naive about the way earth dwellers courted one another and how they reproduce… until a certain someone moved into the one-story house next to his.

“Hello! Thought I’d drop by to greet my neighbor,” you cheerily spoke, eyes sparkling under the sunlight that somehow seemed to shine down on your beautiful face. Kakucho was not a stranger to the feeling of love or lust, yet he couldn’t help but curse in his mother tongue under his breath. You were absolutely brimming with life—or charming, as Izana, one of his human friends would simply put it. Raising a brow at the odd language he uttered, you slightly backed up. With a sheepish glance at the attractive man, you weakly laughed. “I-is it a bad time? Do you understand what I just said?”

Kakucho wished he didn’t panic. Clearing his throat, he nodded a bit too vigorously then returned the warm smile you shot him before he felt his own nerves get the best of him. “Y-yeah, of course, I understood. Sorry about that, I was just taken aback. I thought you were here for a different reason—ah, welcome to the neighborhood!” He was sure he sounded lame. According to Izana, humans who were considered lame could never be invited to any special gatherings. He can’t have that, especially when his new neighbor was so pretty that if you ended up hating him, Kakucho doesn’t know how he’ll recover from that.

He might have to move away to get rid of his embarrassment. Or worse, go back to his home planet.

“Ah, it’s alright. And thank you!” The smile on your face returned, which caused relief to sweep over Kakucho. As you introduced yourself and asked for his name, unbeknownst to you, Kakucho was too focused on your lips the entire time. This is good. If he can get you to keep smiling, then maybe he has a chance at—wait a minute, a chance at what exactly? This can’t be what Izana has been laughing at whenever the topic is on the table, right? About love at first sight… Just as Kakucho was formulating his thoughts together and figuring out why he was acting this way, you bid him farewell. Again, he couldn’t help but curse and yet, thank the cosmos for sending such an exquisite human his way after years of merely dipping his toes in the water out of fear of being discovered.

Shit, does he like you?

Most earth dwellers may have a fascination for aliens such as him, however, Kakucho knew better than to outright reveal himself. He has seen those alien movies and he wasn’t impressed. But fuck, how difficult it is to keep pretending that the cat that occasionally visits your house is afraid of him or that the television isn’t working because of the faulty satellite dish and not because of his nature. He can’t also explain why he is so great at crane games just because he could see through the machine’s rigged system. There came a time Kakucho knew you were so close to finding out he was lying about knowing why you were feeling hot and bothered by the confused expression you wore. Perhaps you catching a cold wasn’t the right answer.

“Don’t ‘ya feel hot and bothered whenever you see me, Kakucho?”

Kakucho tries to avoid the chances of you interrogating him. Not that he had any qualms answering questions which he already had a planned response to—like how he got his scar, where he lived, and why he decided to run a small business. Those replies were already given to him by his superiors. An identity he had to embody. He just wished his boss had also prepared responses to whatever inquiries you may throw and ones that seem believable. Kakucho can’t outright say his favorite species was another alien race in the galaxy or that his favorite food to eat was something out of this world.

There were even times he feared his cover would get blown at any day you invite him to your home. He didn’t know what to say when you questioned him if you can walk around naked in your own house. He supposed it was fine. The videos he often sees Izana watching in secret were humans with no clothing on. The giggle you made sent shivers down his spine in fright, scared he answered wrongly, swaying your hips as you walked towards him.

“Kaku, are you sure you want to see me with no clothes on?”

You really got him on edge every time he came over. Despite this, Kakucho didn’t have the heart to get angry or refuse you. He may be breaking the one directive of not getting caught by just spending time with you whenever he can yet he can’t stop.

Fuck, he can’t stop seeing you and basically dancing to your every whim. Kakucho was like a moth attracted to a dangerous blaze. This was bad and he was down horrendously for you. The only thing that was stopping him from confessing that you awakened his primal need to have a mate was his true form. You might run off in terror and that alone will kill him inside. Such uneasiness was raised to uncountable numbers on one fine evening when you pushed him down on the couch, a killer smirk on your lips. The speechless extraterrestrial nearly passed out at the sight of you sitting on his lap and leaning down to kiss his cheek.

Holy shit.

“Kaku, tell me honestly…” you whispered against his cold ear, sensually running your free hand up his cool chiseled chest that the polo shirt couldn’t hide. Kakucho was on high alert, unable to relax his nerves that were all over the place. And yet, he was also hypnotized by the sound of your voice right next to his ear and the warmth of your body. Simply put, he was in a compromising situation. “I know you’re keeping something from me. Not only are you strange, but your body temperature isn’t common—it’s like I’m friends with a dead guy, ‘ya know?” Failing to answer, Kakucho remained silent which prompted you to continue. “Kaku, you and I had our fun times… You can tell me anything. Other than being my neighbor, I’ve considered you as a friend—maybe even more.” At that fact, Kakucho’s mood suddenly picked up. He then stared at you, those mismatched irises you’ve come to love filled with surprise. Kakucho was about to say something along the lines that yes, to some degree he felt the same, when you cut him off with a kiss, one that was brimming with longing. Tongues danced to the tune of ecstasy that Kakucho could feel his dicks twitch and turn hard. His nostrils are able to smell your arousal.

You almost screamed out of pure joy. For months, your mind has been at its wit’s end trying to figure out if Kakucho likes you or if he was just leading you on. Despite his strange actions, you greatly fell for the man and wished he would pay attention to you. It wasn't every day you get to have a hot neighbor and one so cute, too. All your worries left the building the second he was kissing you back, tossing his inhibitions and you did the same. The tension along with the pent-up lust released and found solace with every touch and kiss. Yet, Kakucho had to know. He had to ask you if you were okay with this—loving an alien who had been lying about his existence the whole time… He wished you wouldn't freak out or run. Or perhaps, both.

How will he tell you the truth without doing that?

“Kaku, what's wrong?” you questioned as he pulled away, brows furrowed in deep thought that it scared you. Maybe you were just assuming the whole time and were disgusted by you. Eyes turning glassy, you stayed silent as you waited for any rejection or command to get away from him. What happened was the total opposite of what you imagined. Instead of any form of harsh treatment, Kakucho got up from the couch and started to undress. The heat from in between your thighs traveled up to your face at the mere action. Glorious it was to see his chest and the muscles there flexing as he got rid of his shirt, glistening slightly with sweat. His scent made your knees weak. You were so mesmerized by the little 'show' that you didn't pay any attention to him removing his pants along with his boxers to reveal not just one oddly shaped hard cock that slapped against his toned stomach—there were two.

T-two?

“Sorry, I… wasn't sure how I was gonna tell you this. That I’m… not actually human.” Kakucho swore you froze up for a moment at the confession. He supposed it was a very valid and much-anticipated reaction. Anyone would be too stunned to speak, especially since aliens were ‘nonexistent’ to any realists. Hands gripping his polo, Kakucho waited for your comment, violent reactions—anything that will indicate you finally took in the reality in front of you.

If things do go south real fast, then he will have no choice but to…

“Is… Are these real?” you whispered, catching his attention immediately. His eyes went wide upon seeing you reach out to touch his stiff cocks that were oozing with what seemed to be precum. Kakucho let out a hiss once you wrapped your hand around one, thumb rubbing the tip teasingly. His unattended cock bobbed as the other started leaking more precum once your tongue made contact with the leaky tip. What a vulgar sight it is. Back on Kakucho’s planet, no one would dare to lick or touch it. “Huh, they’re very… sensitive. It makes total sense now. The cold temperature of your body, your lack of knowledge on certain things… But it’s alright. You’re still such a cutie and I like you.”

To see you down on your knees, sucking on what you can, it was no wonder Kakucho wanted to cum right there and then. His breaths were shaky, hands coming down to fist your hair. You couldn’t help but smirk proudly at the feat you just earned. It is already a big deal to suck and have sex with an alien—a handsome one who has two big dicks—yet to have him moan like a virgin was something else.

What a reward this is.

“Lemme—shit, can I take the lead?” Your foreign lover questioned softly, his hand tucking back the stray hairs that hid your face from him. “Don’t want you to—ah, fuck… Don’t wanna tire you.” Of course, how could you say no to his offer? Your addled mind was consumed by lust as your eyes rolled back once the tip hit the back of your throat. Kakucho tested the waters first, slowly thrusting his hips until he settled on a brutal pace that should have bruised your pharynx. Your muffled moans and whines filled the living room along with his ragged breaths. It wasn’t soon before he was spilling his thick globs of semen straight down your esophagus. His loud groan was almost deafening. His other cock came untouched, spurting all over your fucked out expression as you gagged around him. The milky substance ran down your lashes and chin. What set his mind on fire was the possibility of you taking his two dicks successfully in your mouth, but that can wait. You can wait.

Kakucho was bewitched by the sensation and your obscene state. Jaw unhinged and cheeks warm, you slowly swallowed the remaining cum in your mouth then presented your now empty mouth. Flesh ignited by it, Kakucho pulled you up to kiss you squarely on the lips, tasting you and himself. Moaning into the kiss, you maneuvered him around and pushed him once again onto the couch. You wasted no time straddling him, grinding your clothed pussy on his erect cocks, desperate for friction down there. After a couple of kisses and his hands tearing your clothes apart to caress more of your burning flesh, you were now in the nude and pressing his face into your breasts.

“Suck on my tits, please,” you whined. Kakucho instantly agreed and wrapped his mouth around one of your nipples. He supposed it was no use hiding his other ‘otherworldly’ features from you, letting the true length of his tongue slip out and lick around your tit. Your eyes went wide and suddenly chuckled, fingers weaving through his midnight-blue hair. “Fuck, wanna have that tongue down my throat—mhm…” Your mouth felt full, the muscle leaving no place untouched. Every nook and cranny. Drenched with your juices, you parted your wet folds for his eager eyes to behold. “Fuck me, Kaku. Wanna feel that cock of yours inside. Pump me full of your cum, please. Pump me so full like a slut—your slut.”

Whether he had hesitations or not, your alien lover was quick to nod his head and got up. You bent over the couch, hissing as Kakucho slid his long and girthy cock that easily parted your damp cunt. “R-rub my clit, love. Ah…” Your jaw fell slack at the feeling of his fingers drawing circles on your clit as his cock entered, close to losing the strength of your legs. He grunted at how tight and warm you were inside. He could stay inside of you forever and just keep pumping you with his seed. Maybe getting you swollen with his children will be a breakthrough for his expedition and be beneficial to his superiors. Those ideas of his soon faded away into the back of his mind as his hips went with a rapid pace. Your cries for more and for him to fuck you and talk dirty echoed around the house. The salacious noises of skin against skin and his other cock slapping on your ass was a far better visual and auditory experience than those lifeless videos Izana watched. So much better.

“T-tell me, Kaku—ah, ah—do you like my pussy? S-say you do!”

Kakucho groaned.

“P-please, tell me!”

“Yeah—fucking hell, I love it.”

“Good, good… Ah, tell me, do you wanna cum inside me? Gonna knock me up?” Endless curses then poured from your tongue at the image. “Gonna give me children? Gonna make me look pregnant as you fill me up?”

Kakucho echoed your words as best as he can. His left hand cupped one of your tits while the other continued to rub your clit. Your nails dug into the couch’s headrest at the delicious and mind-blowing fuck of your life. Head bobbing and tits bouncing with every hard smack of his hips, you unknowingly came and whined helplessly. Kakucho then followed with a grunt, pumping your cunt with hot strings of cum. If he weren’t holding you, your face would have met the couch. Out of breath, you waited for your spasming to calm down. Kakucho’s mind was in a slight daze. And yet, his other cock was still painfully hard and just waiting to shoot out semen. Before you could even gather your thoughts and ask for him to fuck you again, he was quick to slip his other cock into your abused pussy again. This was going to be a long night, but you didn’t care at all, stupidly smiling as Kakucho began to speed up again, eager to make your wishes come true.

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