#tokyorev wakasa
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you’re late… | wakasa imaushi x fem! reader
warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI! fem! reader, reader wears skirt and heels, mean/dom! wakasa, pet names: good girl, princess, oral (m! receiving), throat fucking, dacryphilia (will I ever stop writing smut with this? no.), collaring/leashing (with a belt), choking, breath play(?), nipple play, clothed sex, office sex, oral (f! receiving)/cunnilingus, cum eating, “just the tip,” teasing, pussy job, tongue fucking, overstimulation, Waka gets called sir like once, exhibitionism, ass play, anal toys, degradation, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!!), creampie, also no aftercare (menace waka).
w/c: 3.8k
a/n: my submission for @arlertslove “sucking off a ceo!” collab! another special shout-out to @xshinigamikittenx for beta reading. 🫶
ring, ring, ring.
Your alarm blared but you were already awake. You couldn’t sleep all that well the night before so you decided to just get up and get ready for your day. You took a hot shower and took your time freshening up. You dressed in your nicest blouse, pencil skirt and red-bottomed heels. You applied soft makeup, not too much, but enough to make it look like you didn’t toss around too much in your sleep.
7:30 in the morning and you were rushing to the office. It was your first day as the secretary to Wakasa Imaushi. The sun was just starting to rise and the morning had a beautiful golden hue to it. You were racing through the crowds of people to make the train, you couldn’t be late, not today. Everyone at the office had already told you about Wakasa’s temper and how it could get pretty bad at times. You hated to admit it but you were nervous- you hadn’t met him yet since he didn’t care to do interviews and was always so busy. You had to make a good first impression, and being late, would not get you on his good side.
The ride over took unbearably long, and a few unnecessary stops created a bigger time crunch for you than you thought. Your hair was a mess as you rushed into the space. A tall glass building, the windows and the outside infrastructure all looked the same. The sun reflected against the sides so brightly it was a surprise there weren't more accidents on this street. You stepped in, hesitantly, almost tripping on the royal purple rug at the entrance. You quickly waved at the doorman and the receptionist as you pushed the button to call the elevator to go up to the 15th floor- the top floor and the only thing in that floor was his office and a few orderly’s. You attempted to tame your hair and took a breath. You checked your watch, 8:05am, only 5 minutes late, maybe he’ll be understanding…
You stood tall and straightened your figure as you walked to his office, before you could even knock a velvet voice spoke:
“Do you own a watch? Should I make you sleep in your office so this doesn’t happen again? You’re late y/n. First day on the job and you already want to get fired?”- he turns in his chair- “You look like a mess, go freshen up. You have two minutes, and I’m counting”
You wasted no time clicking your heels along the freshly polished tiled floors to the bathroom. It took all your strength to not cry, they were right- he was a bit of a prick. But fuck, he was gorgeous. A dove gray tailored suit that adorned his toned figure, his purple streaked hair that was pulled back into a neatly placed ponytail, delicately manicured fingernails that sat atop long, slender fingers, half-lidded violet eyes that shone when you looked at them… Stop it y/n, he’s your boss. You took a deep breath, again, and pulled out your travel makeup to retouch it. You checked your watch again after you were done, three minutes. Shit, late again. You raced back to his office, and he was now leaned against his desk, arms crossed over his chest, and a lollipop between his lips.
“Making this a habit, I see. Sit.”- he points to the floor in front of him and you hesitantly walk towards him- “On your knees, princess.”
You look at him quizzically, why did he call you that? You weren’t complaining but this is a job- aren’t you supposed to be professional? You do as he says though, not wanting to get even further on his bad side. He pops the lollipop out from his mouth and smirks at you.
“Secretaries who are late, twice, on their first day get punished. Do you understand?”- you slowly nod at him - “Good.”
He slid off his belt and gently clipped it around your neck, pulling you harshly towards him, making you slightly gag at the restraint. He teasingly unbuttoned his pants and allowed them to fall to his ankles, showing off his boxers that grew tighter around his hardening bulge. He simply nodded at you and you took that as an invitation to tug at the waistband. Your eyes flickered down the V that adorned his hips and he made no hesitation when he pulled at the belt around your throat, making you look back up at his face. You kept eye-contact as his underwear fell, exposing his cock to you. It sprung up, slapping you in the face- making Wakasa laugh at you.
“Open your mouth.” He spoke in a serious tone.
You looked at his cock in front of you- it wasn’t super long, but above average. The thing that got you was the girth. It was thick, with a prominent pink tip and hard outlined vein running along the side. It was one of the prettiest you’d ever seen. You knew, in that moment, you’d never have another dick like his. You noticed you were staring at it when he cleared his throat, obviously annoyed that you didn’t do what he asked you to immediately. You looked up at him, his brows furrowed down, and a condescending glint in his eyes. You kept eye contact as you opened your mouth.
A sly smile spread across his otherwise delicate, unamused lips as he thrust himself between your lips. You gagged and small water droplets framed the corner of your eyes. You flattened your tongue down, opening your throat to make it easier for you when he decided to try again. He snickered and pulled at the string of the belt around your neck, bringing your flesh against him, slowly bottoming out in your mouth with a guttural groan.
You choked lightly, trying to hide it as you conditioned your breathing through your nose. He held you there for what felt like forever until he pulled away allowing you to take a few shallow breaths before sheathing himself inside, again. He grabbed a fistful of your hair with his free hand, making you look up at him as he slowly rolled his hips around, grazing the insides of your cheeks with every swirl. You did your best to relax against him, paying attention to not locking your jaw and feeling every curve of his dick- memorizing it. He positioned himself as he began to pistol himself in and out, using your mouth for his pleasure.
“Use your hands.” He growled lowly through his teeth.
You nodded slightly as the drool spilled over your lips and trickled down your chest. You picked up one hand that was on the floor propping yourself up and wrapped it around his soft flesh on his balls. You moved your fingers around and fondled them before tugging gently, making him groan out, tossing his head back as his hair fell loose. You squished the tightening flesh up towards his base before pulling back down as he continued to thrust his hips, hitting your cheeks and nose flush to his abdomen. You picked up your other hand, finally balancing enough on your knees and snaked it up his thigh, sliding it around to grab his ass, hard. The goal, you thought, was to make him cum. The grip he had on your hair tightened and he pushed his cock into your mouth, far enough that his leaking tip hit the back of your throat, and he stayed there- making you gag on his length as tears spilled from your eyes and waterfalled over your cheeks.
“You feel that princess? I can see my cock in your throat. Feels good, doesn't it?” His voice was monotonous though arrogant.
You pushed your hands against his thighs, trying to push yourself away, but his feet stayed planted in place as stars filled your vision, eyes fluttering. Then he pulled away, watching you catch yourself on your hands as you coughed to try regain your composure. He just laughed as he knelt down to the floor, seeing you on all fours, had him leaking cum from his pretty slit for more. He popped the lollipop out of his mouth and tossed it into the garbage can before he took your chin in his fingers delicately, and kissed you. It was soft and slow as he slid his tongue between your lips and over the ridges in your teeth, before pulling away to lick the tears still cascading down your face.
He rested his forehead against yours and said, “I need to cum, but I want to play with you some more.”
He picked you up, slinging you over his shoulder, almost too effortlessly. He sits you down on top of his desk, in front of his chair as he connects his lips to your neck. He sucks a trail down your caritid as his hands skillfully undo the buttons on your top. He trails down to your collarbones, running his wet muscle along the soft skin and moaning at your taste. He slid his hands over your shoulders to unclip your bra and quickly pulled it off to discard onto the floor. He followed the curve of your body down to your breasts. His tongue flattened against one of your already erect nipples and he took the other between his fingers to twist and tug at before kneading the flesh. He captured it in his mouth, sucking harshly to pull out those errotic moans he’d been waiting to hear from your lips. You showered him with praise and a sweet plea of his name as he made good use of his tongue, pressing the hardened bud to the roof of his mouth with diligent practice.
He continues his ministrations as he kisses along the valley of your cleavage to give the same attention to the other breast. His hips are rutting up against your clothed cunt as you mumble incoherent noises from the increased pleasure. Your mind faintly remembering where you are, the office of your new boss. Your breath hitches as you frantically turn your head to the side to the big glass window, luckily no one is in sight. He grinds his hard cock against your panties where your clit is, wanting the attention back on him, and you're lost in the feeling again.
He pulls off your chest, tugging your nipple between his teeth as he lets go to watch your face contort in the pleasurable pain. His eyes locked on your breasts as he slams his hands down against them with a loud slap as he grabs your plush flesh. He takes his bottom lip between his teeth, at how desirable you look right now- absolutely at his mercy. He rips his shirt from the collar, buttons flying to reveal his toned chest as his tie lays against his pecs. He’s quick to remove your skirt, aggressively pulling it down, to show off your soaked lace panties. He runs his middle finger down your clothed folds, slick seeping through the lace and coating his fingertip. He looks into your eyes as he licks this slick off with the tip of his tongue.
“So fuckin’ sweet.” A smirk graced his lips as his pupils dilated with lust.
He grabs your hips, pulling you to the edge of the desk, to rub his length against your cunt. He watched as your brows furrowed and your mouth gaped open at the friction. He reached one hand up to grab onto your chest. He circled his hips against you before pulling your panties to the side with his free hand. He rubbed his cock against your wet, puffy folds, coating himself in your arousal. He lined himself up, inserting himself only a little, watching the way his tip parted your pussy lips. His pre-cum stained slit rubbing against your puffy and swollen clit. He enjoyed watching you come undone underneath him, body shuddering in pleasure every time he moved the head of his cock between your lips. He had to remind himself he was punishing you, so he’d give just the tip to tease you.
You babbled broken words at him as your pussy leaked, begging to cum. He chuckled under his breath as he pulled out and sat down in his office chair. He rolled the chair close, blowing a warm puff of breath against you and he watched as you spasmed, walls clenching around nothing. He groaned at the sight before licking a stripe from your ass up to your clit. He leaned forward, elbows on the desk as he wrapped his arms around your legs, holding them open as he lapped up your juices. Your toes curled as you laid back against the desk, head falling over the edge as his tongue plunged in and out of your gaping hole. Tears formed in your eyes again as he explored your insides, running his pink muscle along your velvety walls. Your moans became more erratic as you took uneven breaths.
“Sir, please!” The scream is ripped from you before you could stop it. Wakasa hums, deep in his throat, the vibrations only adding to the pleasure.
He pulls back slightly, only long enough to whisper, “That’s my good girl, want everyone to know how good I’m making you feel- make sure everyone knows about your punishment”
His face dives right back to where it was, tongue sliding excruciatingly slow along the sensitive bundle of nerves. The pleas flying past your lips is all it takes for him to lose control. Hands gripping your waist tighter than before, which you were sure would leave imprints on your skin in the morning. Lips attaching to your clit, tongue flicking rapidly, only pausing to occasionally bite or suck on the sensitive flesh. You called out his name loudly, feeling the burn in the back of your throat from the sheer volume as it echoed through the room.
“Shhh, I know princess, do it. Cum, can you do that for me?” And that was the only incentive you needed.
Back arching off the desk, hips spasming against his lips, white flashing across your vision. Waka pulls away, lips and chin glistening with your arousal. Coming down from your high, breaths staggered and thighs still trembling, you find it odd he hasn’t moved from his spot between your legs. You looked down at him questioning his motives, hoping to figure out why he hasn’t moved, trailing your gaze to meet his eyes.
A lazy smirk graces his normally stone cold expression. “Oh… sweet baby.” He cooed. “You didn’t think we were done, did you?”
He easily flips you over, giving him a perfect view of your pretty little ass. Wakasa grabs the back of your neck and roughly shoves your face into the desk. You mewl and manage to teasingly shake your ass at him, grazing his hard, dripping cock. His tip was an angry red and coated in a translucent sheen that reflected slightly from the light of the lamp in the corner.
“'m gonna absolutely ruin you, princess, right here, on my desk…” As he held you down, one hand held your wrists at the back of your waist together, caging you in between his body and the desk. Taking the plush of your ass in his free hand and gripping hard and pulling the skin apart to reveal your heated core.
“Look at you, absolutely drenched for your boss. Begging to be fucked, hm?” he smirked as he gave your ass a harsh slap. In a quick movement, he removed his tie and leaned over your form to shove it into your mouth, allowing for no sounds to escape.
“We’re gonna play the quiet game now” he said roughly in your ear as he watched an audience start to gather.
He opened a drawer and pulled out a purple, silicone plug and a remote that matched. He smirked at the thought of you having both holes plugged up so he bent down, spitting on your asshole as he moved the saliva around. A muffled whine escaped you as your eyes grew wide. He circled your puckered hole with his finger before forcing it in. You tried to scream at the intrusion but the sound reverberated against the fabric and sounded like a moan to Wakasa who started to finger your ass slowly as he squeezed a bottle of lube onto the toy. He prodded his finger in deeper, curling it slightly against your tightness.
“Gotta prep you princess. ‘M not so mean as to do without.” He said through struggling breaths as you tightened around him before loosening up a little more.
He leaned between your legs, running his tongue from your clit to your ass, slipping it down into your newly prepared hole. He took the small plug and slid it around, lubing the area making you clench from the chill of the liquid. He grabbed one cheek and pulled as he inserted the toy in. An incoherent noise fell from your mouth as he plugged you, his free hand snaking down to play with your clit.
“I can feel you dripping, you like that don’t you? Needy slut.” He scoffed as he lined himself up with your cunt, ready to stuff you full.
He didn’t even care that the blinds were cracked and everyone could see him bend you over his cherry wood desk, he grazed his hardened cock between your wet folds and groaned, seeing your dripping cunt glaze his cock in your sweet translucent juices.
“I guess everyone gets to see the show, princess. Be good for me and take it.” He thrusted into you, hard, quickly bottoming out and splitting you open just for him. Pens and documents flew and scattered all over the carpeted floors. You would’ve screamed if not for the fabric in your parted lips swallowing the sounds of your cries.
He grunts as his cock moves in and out of you, “I fuckin’ knew you would feel good.”
A muffled sound comes from below him as you struggle with his makeshift gag. The man above you, your boss, smirks wickedly and lowers himself so his lips are ghosting the shell of your ear.
“I wish I could hear those pretty moans. Poor baby, bet you wanna make so many slutty noises for me but you can’t.”
He’s mocking you, but you couldn’t care less- because as he’s saying these things his length is slowly dragging in and out of you at a painful pace. You whine around the tie that's shoved in your throat and that elicits another chuckle out of Wakasa. He clicks on the plug in your ass with the remote in his hand, setting it at a low setting- it starts to vibrate. It's filthy the way your eyelids flutter and your eyes roll back from the new errotic feeling.
“God, listen to you, whining for me. So desperate for my cock. Such a needy lil slut, aren’t you, princess? How pathetic” he solidifies his mean words by picking up his pace, slamming his hips harshly into your bouncing ass.
Coworkers, interns, even the janitor, all slowly walk past the office window, getting small peaks of the scene that’s unfolding inside between Wakasa and you. He knows they’re looking with a devilish grin slowly rippling across his face, he pulls you up by the wrists, your back now flush against his chest. He’s careful not to move you in a way that throws off his rhythm, continuing his thrusts you can feel your breasts bounce, putting on a sight to be seen for everyone who graced this office floor. Your cheeks get hot at the embarrassment of having everyone watch you get fucked by your boss but it felt too good to stop.
You were swimming in the throes of ecstasy as you leaked around him, his balls smacking against the inside of your thigh, heavy with cum. You felt so full- every hole plugged as he buried his thick cock deep into you, over and over. He thrusted into you, fast and sloppy, his tip bullying your walls, hitting the tip of your cervix as you felt the coil in your tummy tighten. He placed hungry, torrid kisses along your shoulders as he bit the skin on your neck, his arm wrapped around your waist to hold you against him. You felt him twitch inside you, he was just as close to his high as you were. He removed the tie from your mouth, tossing it somewhere behind him, and begged to hear those beautiful moans again. He clicked off the vibrating plug that was still deep in your ass and kissed the shell of your ear.
“C-cum with me, Wakasa… Please.” You mumbled between moans.
He throbbed at your request, wanting to comply as he bites back a deep groan. His thrusts were sloppy, losing traction as he feels himself slowly coming undone inside you. The way your walls hug around him, wrapping him like a molten velvet- the feeling was intoxicating. His focus moved to the sounds that emitted from you, wet lashes clamped shut as your head leaned back against him. You were trembling, close to euphoria, desperately speaking his name like a silent prayer. And he let himself go- like a strong wave crashing against the shoreline. You felt the warm liquid wash into you, overflowing. At the same time, you released against him, your orgasm ripping through you as you moaned. Your thighs quivered and your walls clenched as you fell forward only catching yourself on your hands against his desk. He slowly pulled out and you winced at the empty feeling after being so full for so long. He watched small beads of pearlescent white roll down your legs.
He stepped back, picking up his clothing from the ground as he started to dress. He watched you struggle to balance and walk to find your scattered clothes.
“Good job princess, first thing you did right today.” - you shot him a sympathetic look - “Don’t look at me like that, this was your fault for not being on time.” He offered you a smile as he unwrapped another lollipop, plopping it in his mouth.
You sighed, deciding not to fight it. You felt slightly uncomfortable as you shifted your weight, wiggling your hips. Your eyes went wide and then lowered as you spoke “You forgot about the- ya know..”
He laughed at your embarrassment. “No princess, that stays. Seeing as your office is right across from mine” - he pointed to a half-opened door across the hall- “If I see you dozing off well then, you should understand the punishment.” He smirked as he pulsated the plug making you squeal.
“Now get to work, there's a lot to be done.” He flicked his wrist at you to leave as you finished buttoning your top.
Maybe if this was the punishment, you’d be late again tomorrow…
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Virgin Lessons
-> Shinichiro Sano x Reader (AFAB reader, use of they/them pronouns)
characters: Shinichiro Sano, Takeomi Akashi, Wakasa Imaushi and Keizou Arashi (Benkei)
genre: smut
summary: Takeomi, Wakasa and Benkei teach Shinichiro how to please you.
warnings: NSFW, established relationship (shinichiro x reader), gangbang, oral (m->f and f->m), fingering, vaginal sex, cum eating, voyeurism, brat taming
Shinichiro never considered himself lucky when it comes to relationships. The constant rejections were proof of that. Naturally, Shinichiro was surprised when you accepted going on a date with him that eventually led to a serious relationship. He was sure you were the one and would do anything to keep you by his side.
He wasted no time introducing you to his friends and quickly they grew to like you as much as you liked them. Benkei was gentle and caring, always making sure you were okay. Wakasa was more provocative, teasing you all the time to get a reaction out of you. Takeomi was the most neutral one, letting out snarky comments from time to time but nothing that would offend you. Overall, they were good friends and Shinichiro was glad you could get along with his best friends.
It wasn't unusual for the five of you to spend nights drinking, smoking and chatting about everything and anything. Today in particular Wakasa suggested a game of truth or dare. Already a bit tipsy, everyone agreed. You were sitting on the floor next to your boyfriend, your backs resting on the couch behind you. The coffee table had been moved out of its original place so there was more space. Takeomi was sitting on the couch in front of you with Benkei next to him and Wakasa sitting on the floor by Benkei’s side.
The atmosphere was light as most of the dares or questions were harmless. You found out about embarrassing moments regarding Shinichiro and you enjoyed seeing the way his ears heated up with the teasing. However, you knew you were fucked when Wakasa looked at you with a mischievous grin on his face.
“Truth or dare?”
“Uhm… truth.”
“Is Shin good in bed?”
Your boyfriend visibly chokes next to you due to the sudden question. You have tried to have sex with Shinichiro before but he wasn't ready so you waited for him. It didn't matter how long you had to wait, you would until the moment he felt ready. Apparently his friends weren't aware of that but your long silence and the panicked look Shinichiro threw at you was enough of a giveaway for Wakasa.
“I wouldn't know.” you decide to say.
Shinichiro felt his cheeks heat up and he could only wish the ground swallowed him. Takeomi laid back on the couch, long fingers bringing the cigarette to his lips while he watched his friend tease Shinichiro for still being a virgin. Benkei tried to make Wakasa tone it down a bit but the latter made his personal goal to embarrass his best friend.
“No offense but you're telling me you have this hot person as your partner and you still didn't fuck them?”
“I just never felt ready!”
Wakasa slided next to you, his hand cupping your cheek to make you look at him. “That's a shame, isn't it? I feel bad for you.”
“Don't flirt with my partner, Waka!” Shinichiro whined next to you.
“He's right.” Takeomi speaks, legs spread as he leans forward and rest his elbows on his legs. “Now it makes sense why they’re such a brat sometimes. You're not fucking them dumb.”
Maybe it was the alcohol, the intoxicating smell of perfume coming from Wakasa or Takeomi’s raspy voice (maybe all of the above) but you squeeze your thighs together, trying to relieve the heat between them. Benkei went from looking at Wakasa, to Takeomi and then Shinichiro and back to Wakasa again making an effort to find out their next move.
“Bet he doesn't even know where your clit is.” Wakasa continues, his hand moving from your face to your shoulder and then down your body until it reaches your thigh. His face is so close you could kiss him easily but your boyfriend pulling you back wakes you up before you do anything.
“Of course I know! I could easily make her feel good.”
“Prove it.” your breath gets caught in your throat with Takeomi’s boldness. Shinichiro’s hand on your waist is a reminder that he is your boyfriend and his friends are basically asking him to please you in front of them. It excites you, even though you feel a bit ashamed. You shouldn't be this wet with the thought of your boyfriend's friends watching you.
Benkei, who's been mostly quiet the whole time, turns to look at Takeomi to warn him about boundaries. But Takeomi’s eyes didn't leave yours and you just know that he knew how excited you were for this. He could see right through your sparkling eyes and barely noticeable friction of your thighs. You tear your eyes away from the man to look at Shinichiro behind you. He seems lost in thought, considering what was proposed to him but his eyes quickly find yours. You simply nod and something lights up inside Shinichiro. His goal is to prove to his friends he can please you even though he's a virgin. After all, he watched enough porn to have some idea.
He pulls you for a kiss, timid at first but gradually heating up when you pull his hair as a silent request to loosen up. You climb onto his lap and feel his hardening cock through the hellish sweatpants he decided to wear that day. Shinichiro’s hands are all over you, grabbing and squeezing the meat on your waist and thighs as he pulls you as close as possible. You almost forget you're behind watched until Wakasa’s hands touch your shoulders to pull you slightly back.
“How about you lay on the couch, sweetheart. I reckon you’ll be more comfortable.”
A thin string of saliva connects your lips to Shinichiro’s and you nearly smash your lips together again but you decide to get up from the cold floor and comfortably lay on the couch that was previously behind you. Your boyfriend wastes no time unzipping your jeans and taking them off. Shinichiro’s hands were visibly shaking and his eyebrows were furrowed in concentration. It is the first time he has ever done something like this and you can understand that doing it in front of his friends could be nerve racking. On top of that, Shinichiro liked to give and please and the thought of not being able to properly please you was killing him. You bring him to another kiss, trying to sooth his insecurities and you can feel him relax under your soft touch. He removes your panties, too shy to look down as his fingers move up your inner thigh.
“Relax.” you whisper. “I’ll help you out.”
In all honesty, Shinichiro looked ready to cry. No matter how much porn he had watched, nothing could have prepared him for this moment. And he didn't want to disappoint you, obviously. Still, he touched you without looking down. You tried to shift his hand to your clit but Shinichiro was too tense.
“Move. I’ll teach you how to do it.” Shinichiro snapped his neck to Wakasa and Wakasa simply shrugged his shoulders before looking at you. “If they want to, of course.”
You shyly nodded your head to your boyfriend but still let him know that they didn't have to do anything if he didn't want to. He assured you it was ok before moving to stand next to the couch. Wakasa opened your legs, a sly smirk never leaving his face as he settled between your legs. You look at your boyfriend and he seems focused on his friend’s movements. You grab his hand and he kneels beside you, still looking at Wakasa. Teasingly, Wakasa kisses your inner thigh, hands forcing your legs to stay wide open. Benkei and Takeomi couldn't take his eyes away from your glistening folds and they almost envy Wakasa for being able to touch you. A surprise squeal comes out of your mouth when you feel a finger prying your entrance. Wakasa kisses your pelvis before, (not so) surprisingly, easily finding your clit and immediately kissing it and sucking it. Two of his long fingers make their way inside you and you can't help but moan his name loudly. You can definitely feel his smile when one of your hands holds his hair to push him against your pussy as your hips grind against his tongue.
Shinichiro looks at you in awe, wondering how long it would take him to make you scream his name like that. As if reading his mind, Wakasa backs off a little and moves slightly to the left.
“Come here Shin.”
Your boyfriend lies beside his friend, one of your legs resting on his shoulder. You can barely hear Wakasa’s instructions, too lost in the feeling of his fingers inside you. Shinichiro reluctantly licks the spot pointed by Wakasa, eyes focused on your reaction. When you try to buckle your hips for more friction and cry his name, begging for release, Shinichiro knows he did it right and dives right in your folds, messily licking and slurping your clit. Wakasa’s fingers are still inside you and you can see his lips moving but your brain can't comprehend what is saying, too focused on finding release. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, the only words coming out of your mouth being “Shin” and “Waka” and soon you're coming, back arching slightly. Shinichiro didn't get the memo and continued what he was doing, not noticing your overstimulated form with tears starting to fall down your face. Wakasa pulls him back and has the audacity to laugh at your state.
“There big boy. You did it.”
“Who do you want next, baby?” Shinichiro, to your surprise, speaks. “I’m sure there's more the guys can teach me.”
“Kei.” your murmur, your arm hiding your eyes as you try to hide your face.
“Louder, brat. We can't hear you.” Takeomi mocks your sudden shyness, like you didn't have two guys making you cum a few minutes ago.
“I want Benkei to fuck me.” you say louder, still covering your face.
Wakasa and Shinichiro step aside and you catch sight of Wakasa licking his fingers clean as he goes to sit next to Takeomi. Your boyfriend returns to your side, looking at Benkei. He asks you if you're sure, he truly doesn't want to hurt you but you can't deny that you have fantasized about his big and broad body on top of yours. You simply nod and grab the hem of his shirt to pull it up. Takeomi is the one who calls for your attention, sternly saying to “Use your words, darling. Are you sure?”. This time you verbally reply with a “Yes”, eager to feel Benkei’s body. Contrary to his appearance, his touch is surprisingly soft - almost like he's afraid of breaking you. He's saying something to Shinichiro but you're too focused on unbuttoning his pants and trying to push them down. He gets up from his spot to take off his pants and underwear and your mouth falls open at the sight of his dick. Just like him, Benkei’s dick is pretty; it's very much above average, thick and with an angry red tip. It’s leaking precum and you can't help but lick your lips with the thought of tasting and taking it all down your throat. He's trimmed and you can tell that he takes care of himself. His balls look just as big and heavy. Your mind wanders to what he would look and sound like if you touched them. Is he sensitive? Would he like it if you touched his balls? Teasing him while kissing his inner thighs, lips getting closer and closer to his tip; tongue swirling around while your hands massage the heavy balls just to hear his deep groans.
“They're going to be disappointed when they see your dick Shinichiro. They're practically drooling just looking at Benkei’s.” you hear Wakasa tease.
You get embarrassed for getting caught staring, eyes moving to look at your boyfriend instead. Reassuringly, you smile at him and he visibly relaxes. You turn your head back to Benkei and he asks you once again if you're sure. This time you use your words, not wanting to be scolded by Takeomi again. Benkei grabs your right thigh and lifts your leg up to rest on his shoulder. Wakasa throws him a condom but you're too excited to figure out where that came from. He rolls it down his dick and holds it to guide it to your entrance and you hold your breath for what's about to come. Benkei slides in slowly, stopping at the tip for you to adjust at the thickness. You feel your eyes watering at the sharp pain of being stretched but you can't help but feel pleasure in that pain. Benkei’s now free hand holds yours as comfort, whispering soft praising words. He praises you for being able to take him, calling you innumerous sweet words. You whimper his name when his hips move forward. Shinichiro looks at the part where you and Benkei connect in awe. The way you're stretched, the barely noticeable but still there lump in your lower stomach, he almost came just looking at it. And your whimpers - oh god, your whimpers. The way you cry “Kei” every time Benkei goes deeper, telling him how full you're feeling even though he's only halfway in. Eventually, he needs to thank Takeomi for challenging him, otherwise, he wouldn't have seen you like this.
Benkei stops again when he's all the way in, kissing your ankle lovingly while you adjust. After a few minutes, you squeeze his hand and tell him to move. Benkei is patient when he fucks you. He moves slowly, getting drunk on the feeling of his dick dragging through your walls. His thrusts, however, are harsh. He pulls almost all the way before thrusting hard inside you, watching your tits bounce with each movement. Your moans get louder, nails digging into Shinichiro’s palm. He sneaks his free hand between your and Benkei’s body and finds your clit, helping you chase your release.
“Kei, Kei, Kei, ‘m gonna cum.” you warn.
“Not without permission, brat.” The warning comes from Takeomi, who hasn't moved from his initial position on the other couch.
You could cry with his tone. In fact, you feel a tear coming down your cheek as you forcefully try to hold your orgasm to please Takeomi. It doesn't matter how much you want to cum, you won't do it without his permission. Shinichiro doesn't stop stimulating your clit with his fingers and Benkei looks at Takeomi like he's going to say something but decides against it.
“Omi,” you cry, dragging the “i” in his nickname “I’ve been good, so good. Please let me cum.”
He laughs, mocking your state as tears keep falling and sobs mixed with moans leave your lips. Takeomi warns that you're only allowed to cum after Benkei does but thankfully, the man doesn't seem like he will last long. He picks up the speed, not wanting to torture you too much and after a few thrusts, Benkei cums inside the condom. You look at Takeomi for permission and he lifts his eyebrow, silently asking you to speak up. You whimper in frustration and embarrassment.
“Can I cum?”
“Ask politely.”
“Omi, can I cum, please?”
He smiles and nods and almost instantly you come with an embarrassingly loud moan. You close your eyes, heavily breathing. You can feel Bemkei pulling out and kissing your forehead before moving to clean himself. Shinichiro whispers next to your ear how good you were and how hot everything was. You're happy your boyfriend liked it and can't wait to have him fuck you. Someone sits next to your legs and you can tell it's Takeomi when his hand rests on your thigh. For the first time, he praises you for obeying him and asks “You think you have enough energy to suck my dick?”.
He was the only one who didn't get to feel or touch you so you lazily got off the couch and dropped to your knees between his legs. He makes himself comfortable on the couch while you pull down his pants and boxers just enough to pull his cock out. It's smaller than Benkei’s and a lot slimmer. It curves slightly to your left side but, overall, it's just as pretty as him. He doesn't seem to leak much precum as you can barely taste anything when you lick his tip. He also doesn't seem sensitive since he didn't really react to your touch but maybe he just masks it really well. You decide not to tease him much because, after all, you know how well he can tame you and you really don't want to disrespect him right now. He did wait for his turn and watched his friends have their turn with you without touching you. You lick the side of his dick before taking as much as you could inside your mouth. You got half of it and used your hand to help with what couldn't fit. But Takeomi had other ideas as he pushes your head down slowly, claiming you could “take more than that.”. You choke a few times before managing to control your breath, focused on not gagging. New tears stain your cheeks as he forces you down until you have almost everything in your mouth. He helps you move up and down, using your mouth as a fucktoy to pleasure himself. You don't mind, obviously, doing the best you can to not gag and choke. It was obvious that he has been edging himself for a while now since it didn't take much for him to cum down your throat.
It doesn't taste good. You didn't expect to, either way. You know Takeomi doesn't have the best diet and he smokes a lot so it's only fair that his cum doesn't taste the best. Still, you swallowed it all, opening your mouth and showing him your tongue. Takeomi smiles proudly and turns to look at Shinichiro.
“Don't go around being soft with them now or they're going to turn into a brat again.”
You move to sit on Shinichiro’s lap, getting warm in his embrace. He pulls a blanket that was on top of the couch to cover you, giving you some time to rest before offering to help you take a shower. Wakasa makes a joke about repeating it some other time and neither Shinichiro nor you refuse it. You did have a good time and there's still much you want to do to your boyfriend’s friends. After all, there's still a lot of things Shinichiro could learn from them.
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TR VOLUME 28 COVER
I’ve always thought Benkei looks like this Kongourekishizou which is a statue of a god.
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𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
cw: fem!Reader, dom!Reader, sub!Wakasa oviposition, sex toys, anal (m!receiving), belly bulge, watersports, hands free cum, nicknames (ma’am, pretty kitty, etc), NSFW content, unedited
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The search history on Wakasa’s phone was, enlightening, to say the least.
You’d lost more than just a few minutes scrolling through the pages, bookmarks and other tucked away hidden treasures of his dirty mind in the confines of his smartphone. Some of it average. Some of it dark web worthy that painted a very different picture of unenthused man. But one thing that always came back to almost all of the frequented videos were one thing. Eggs.
Wakasa wanted a belly full of eggs and it was painfully obvious from his search history. Who were you to deny such a splendid thing to your lover?
With the curve of the toy pressed against his sensitive seam. You cooed as you ran your palms over his thighs and let the weight of the new toy press against his taint with no more relief than that. His cock twitching against his slender hips even if he was only half erect . It was charming since he hadn’t been touched even once yet. This excitement purely by the sight of your newly introduced toy.
“You like it?” Your hands gripped his thighs. Drawing out a tired sigh from the man laid out under you who did his best to not close his eyes while you spoke, “Was so hard to keep it under wraps when I ordered it...”
Taking the toy back into your possession. Wakasa was no match when you slipped the underside of the alien like silicone toy against the underside of his cock. His member throbbed while he twisted his fists in the sheets underneath and kicked his feet out to no avail as he couldn’t buck his hips up against the toy for enough relief. Swelling cock no longer a half hard on leaking on his pale thigh. Now as you drew the empty new toy along his cock. Purposely grinding and fake frotting against him. Wakasa’s eyes fluttered to the back of his head. Cock head purple and leaking. Slimy precum slipping down around the folds of foreskin pulled back from his sensitive tip. Each swipe of the toy making it messier but drawing out as many equally pathetic moans each time.
“S-Shit-” He managed with a shaky breath. Able to open his eyes just to look down at you smug between his thighs. Wakasa wasn’t about to tell you to stop. Mind spinning he could hardly focus on the toy. When next to you was what he really wanted all along.
“You want these?” You look over to the container of very graphically depicted egg shaped balls. There had to be at least half a dozen of them. Fleshy, clear, jelly like in texture. He hadn’t even gotten to touch them but already the idea of having them inside him was making him squirm, “You know-” You pull the precum covered tip of said toy away. Inspecting it and the slime trails he’d left on it as Wakasa remained immobilized under you, “I had to stop what I was doing and rub my poor clit after I saw all your search history....naughty naughty kitty.”
Wakasa wiggled his hips. Snug in the bed under you. His entire body on fire yet he couldn’t vocalize his needs as blush spread from the tips of his ears and to the rest of his face. He’d dream of this moment. But never thought it would happen. And that you’d be this into it.
Sighing heavily, all for show, you give him a playful pout as you examine the toy. Remarking how he’ll have to be a good boy. And push them all out for you. Of course only after you stuffed him to the brim with these gooey nasty eggs. Making a momentary show of your new toy. The precum that he’d leaked all over the tip made it that much easier for you to slip your finger into the opening at the top. Assuring Wakasa was watching diligently as you fucked the opening of the toy.
First one finger. Then another. Swirling it around and making a show of how stretchy the material was. After all it was made to fit all these wonderful eggs in it.
“Mmm I bet you wish I could do this to your cock.” You smirked, knuckles deep in the tubing of the toy as you rubbed his precum into the silicone toy, “Finger fucking your dick hole like this. Getting it nice and stretched out for eggs....because we really know where you want these laid don’t we?”
Adverting his eyes Wakasa wiggled his bottom down towards you. Amplifying how badly he wanted this when his ass rubbed your leg. Where you sat cross legged between his spread legs. Left with Wakasa nothing to grind and relieve himself on. But as you teased and talked, just to have him throb against the air and nothing else. Beads of precum rolling down his shaft and staining his tuffs of pubic hair surrounding the base of his cock. He looked good enough to eat.
But that would wait. Right now you were living out your good boy’s fantasy.
“Do you want these?”
Wakasa remained silent but staring.
“I said-” You tapped the alien like toy against his ass and raised an eyebrow, “Do you want this?”
“Y-Yes-” He managed through clenched teeth. Eyes unable to look away from the toy resting under his cum heavy balls.
“Yes what?”
Groaning and rolling his hips up against the toy Wakasa let his head roll back and the world’s most pathetic moan leave him, “I want your eggs- Please ma’am- I just- I want to feel your eggs in me-”
“See, now was that so hard?” You take hold of the bottle of lube next to the treasure trove of eggs.
So very liberal with the lube. Pouring it from above his cock. Watching the clear slime of the vicious lube rub down his cock. Wakasa’s already glistening member now slathered in lube as it flowed like rivers down around his pubic hair and pooled around his ass. So when the tip touched his entrance there was almost no resistance. To both of your pleasures.
Wakasa’s entire body trembled and thrashed. Urging his body down on the toy faster. Because obviously the speed that you slid the toy in wasn’t enough. The man’s twitching insides swallowing each centimeter you gave him. Followed by every inch. Until your closed fist around it’s base rubbed against his ass cheeks and balls. Making you smile pleasantly with how well he took it. Holding it deep in him as another hand came up to fondle his poor neglected balls.
“I saw all that twisted fucking shit you watched- That you read-” Your fingers massaging and tugging at his sack as you slowly pushed the toy in and out of him. Wakasa melting quickly under you as the gooeiness from the lube made the toy slide down to the hilt with each push. Those grip-able slender hips of his shuddering and bucking up against your attention. Attempting to fuck himself on the toy but you simply wouldn’t allow it as you kept the pace agonizingly slow, “You must forgive me....of course I’d love to fill you up with eggs. Fuck that cock hole of yours until your gushing out my seeds....laying my eggs in your belly....but I hope this will suffice my dear pretty kitty.”
“Mo-More-” He managed. Already breathlessly fucked out expression creeping onto his otherwise complacent face. Wakasa couldn’t get the ache, no, the itch in his insides taken care of this way, “Please- Ma’am more please-”
“You want my eggs in you?”
“More than anything.”
You sunk the toy down to the hilt. Pressing the thicker base into his entrance and spreading him. No more toy for him to take as the rest of it was deep in his guts. But with the way Wakasa spasmed and attempted to fuck himself on the toy you swore he’d take the entire toy up his ass if you didn’t get him what he wanted.
First was the reluctant moan when you pulled the toy from him. Clenching walls around nothing now. Wakasa unable to stand it reached down without hesitation to stuff his two fingers inside himself. Quite the beautiful site as you sat back to load the toy up. Fingering himself with a level of desperation you hadn’t seen on him yet. Making you wonder how pathetic he was when he jerked off to those R rated pornos you snooped on his phone. And as Wakasa looked at you with a half lidded gaze and his fingers plunging inside his own guts with a cock leaking on his thighs. You set to slipping a couple of the jelly like eggs inside the toy. More than one round. You still could only fit a few in the toy as they slipped around with double the amount of lube after you poured so much over Wakasa just to fuck him.
Snug in their sheath you didn’t even have to tell him to move his hand. Repositioning the toy at his entrance. Wakasa relaxing instantly and you didn’t even push inside him yet. So when you waited a second. Until it forced him to try and focus on what you were doing. That’s when you pushed the loaded toy as deep as you could into him. Sliding in with no resistance. Right back up to the hilt like it was made for him. The inhuman noise ripped from Wakasa’s lips made you giggle.
“You want them laid in you?” You asked, fingers threatening around the base of the no longer hollow toy. One squeeze and the first egg would pop into him, “All my precious slimy eggs inside you~?”
“Yes-” Wakasa began nodding profusely. What strands of sanity he had after you surprised him with this toy were quickly slipping through his fingers. Wiggling, grinding and pushing down on the toy like he could will more of it in him. Finally his calm and cool composure cracking as the first little taste of your fingers tightening around the toy’s base and the first egg sliding inside him, “Yes! Yes please your eggs- Ma’am- fill me please- Fuck-”
Grinning ear to ear you squeezed the rest of the way. Assuring the first three where lodged inside him. Wakasa’s hips doing practical gymnastics as you slid the toy out of him slowly. Like a good boy as you refilled the toy he stuffed his fingers inside himself. Moaning like a whore as he ground himself down on his digits. Just as anticipated the second you put the toy to his entrance again. Pumping him full of a second load of eggs. You knew one of them would rest snug against his sweet spot. And such a sweet spot it was. Wakasa choked on his moans. Goosebumps pricking at every inch of his skin. Nipples begging to be tugged at. And a cock rock hard and pulsating. None of that mattered as it was more than just twice that you refilled the toy.
Up until the very last egg was squeezed into Wakasa’s overly sensitive insides. You could feel the resistance now of all of them wanting to come out of him. Keeping the toy inside him it made the most beautiful bump in his otherwise flat stomach. You giggled and managed to hold the toy inside of him to free up your other hand.
“Waka look...” You voice trailed off when your hand pressed the bump in his abdomen. Pathetic drooling whimper from the man under you. His eyes glossed over with pleasure. Words unable to be formed but precum kept leaking from his slit when you pressed down on his bulging belly, “My eggs look so nice in you....I wanna plug them up and never let them out of you....” Your touch ghosted over his hairy belly and smirked at his eyes fluttering shut when his cock twitched. Not even a fraction of an actual orgasm. Just from being this full and your lewd words had a meager amount of cum dribbling down his cock as more than just a little bit of the eggs pressed to his prostate, “Oh but how I desperately wanna see you push them all out too. On your knees....like a fucking whore.”
Pushing the toy inside him. Riling up the eggs that rolled around in his guts. Pressed at all the right spots and more. Wakasa was panting staring up at the ceiling when he rubbed his belly after you. Feeling the bulge you were admiring. It was big. But god how he wished it was bigger. Fuller. Teeming with eggs. He knew he’d love the evil you could do with this toy.
“Next time I’ll plug you up,” You hummed happily as you watched his cock just about ready to burst it seemed, “Now, I wanna see you get up.”
“G-Get up?” Wakasa repeated your words not really sure he could.
“Get up.” You said sterner this time, “Get on your knees and push them all out. Each one. I wanna see you push all my eggs out pretty kitty...”
Groaning as Wakasa swore his limbs felt like they were made of lead. Your wish was his command and he wasn’t about to upset the person so lovingly pumping him full of eggs.
Careful as he did it. And with your help. The toy stay lodged inside him and not a single egg escaped prematurely. You rubbed his belly once more as Wakasa knelt above your lap. Staring down at his distended belly and raging hard cock sticking straight up regardless of his full belly.
“Wait-” You reached over and grabbed the container the eggs had been in before, “Mmm wanna catch all my pretty boy’s eggs after all.”
Maybe the wink you gave him. Or the utter disgusting nature of what he’d gotten himself into. Depraved be damn Wakasa didn’t care if it would be a mess. He was only thinking about being your incubator for the rest of his life now.
With encouragement and Wakasa’s hands on your shoulders to steady his wobbly legs. You slowly pushed the toy inside him a few more times. Met with resistance but mountains of pleasure as Wakasa inadvertently rutted his hips into the motion of the toy. Fucking himself best he could before without warning you pulled the literal plug on him.
The utter disgusting gushing lewd noises that echoed in the room were the cherry on top. When Wakasa felt the slimy eggs pouring out of him. One by one. Thick in the middle as it passed through him. It felt all too weird and too good at once. And utterly neglected cock shot a healthy gush of cum up his abs. With the slow deflation of his belly as Wakasa doubled over you. Legs trembling. Moans ripped from his pretty lips. And the plop of each egg out of him caused the most spine tingling orgasm to take his breath away. Cum streaked across his now flat stomach as the last few eggs were pushed from his insides. The rest of his load dripped and drooled into the pail of eggs. Coated in every juice he had. Only complete when Wakasa realized all those eggs had been pressed against his bladder as well. And when he relaxed after his orgasm, he didn’t have any control of the golden stream. Accidentally pissing himself after all his muscles relaxed like one big sigh. Wakasa stared down at the jelly eggs coated in everything now getting a little gush of his piss on them.
Utterly too fucked out of it all the man could do was slump into you. Comforted by your arms cradling him against your body. And your lips coming to kiss the sensitive skin right under his ear lobe.
“...don’t get too comfortable Waka.” You mumbled into his warm skin and gave him a playful nip of his ear lobe, “Those are reusable and I’m going to stuff them all back inside you. Plug you up and ride you until you’re crying under me.”
Wakasa couldn’t speak. Too in love with you and every word that left your mouth. He’d happily become your incubator for the rest of his life if this was the fun that awaited him.
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Closer To You | Imaushi WakasaXfem!reader
Imaushi WakasaXfem!reader
Summary: Wakasa just wants to be as close as he can to you…after all you are his princess.
"As you are about to fade back away his hand grasps your chin, stroking the edge of it. His low voice pierces you bringing you back to his room, back to him.
'Can my sleepy princess stay awake, just for a little longer?'"
Warnings: fem!reader, fluff, tooth rotting fluff, Wakasa treating you like a princess, consenting adults, Wakasa being soft, domestic fluff, implied/reference sex, plot what plot/porn without plot, language, forehead kisses, pet names, kissing, neck kissing, praise kink, teasing, biting, nipple play, fingering, vaginal fingering, finger fucking, squirting, cock tease, cock warming, this was created from my own Wakasa brainrot, no wonder Shinichiro was rejected 20 times, look who was standing next to him, zebra hair Wakasa, Wakasa is a gentleman
Wordcount: 4.6k
You can also find this one shot broken into two parts on my ao3
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+
You are laying in his bed now, after taking a shower, with damp hair sprawled on the pillowcase. You curl up, letting your body relax. His scent surrounds you from the sheets to his shirt you are currently wearing. You bring your hand to your nose, gripping the sleeve around the hem, taking a deep breath, everything is serene. Being around him gives you comfort you never knew, even though your body is beginning to feel the soreness from his presence from earlier, you cannot help from closing your eyes, thinking of how his hands had been all over your body not that long ago. Every touch, every graze, his lips following wherever his hands were.
You feel the bed dip a bit as another warm body joins you under the covers, the smell of him, even more prevalent, as his body wraps around yours. Feeling the weight of his arm wrapping around your waist, his hand resting on your lower back as his fingers make little circles under your (his) shirt, the mixture of his growing warmth on your skin and the light traces on your body hoping that maybe they would leave a mark to show his presence sends your mind into a sleepier state. Your body much aware of his presence, but your mind is starting to drift slowly away. The only thoughts left are the ones of him and his touch, how soft it is, how at ease you feel.
The last part of your conscious brain feels his hand drifting up your back above the fabric of the shirt you’re wearing. His fingertips going up your spine in a line so light, your mind trying to grasp it, feel every one of his touches, telling your body not to fall asleep just yet. To hold on just a little longer because fuck, everything feels like it is stopping. Everything is so still and your body is just floating with his, you can picture both of your bodies together in a void, and if only, if only you two could stay like this curled up next to one another with all his soft touches and warmth, but in the back of your mind you know it cannot last forever so your mind keeps telling your body to stay awake a little longer.
His fingers at the top of your spine, the nape of your neck, in your hair, brushing through the still damp strands, untangling them without trying to pull too hard not wanting to startle you. Still grasping every touch, every feeling of his fingertips in each strand of your hair. You did not know your body could melt more, but it does you do not even feel like you are in your body, it is just a shell as you melt more into the mattress, as the repeated movements of his hands send you there. Just as you thought you were gone, far far away the soft touch moves to your face, and you swear you feel your heart skip a beat as his warm sides of his fingers graze your cool forehead to your jaw. You can feel his eyes gazing at you, even though yours are still closed. As you are about to fade back away his hand grasps your chin, stroking the edge of it. His low voice pierces you bringing you back to his room, back to him.
“Can my sleepy princess stay awake, just for a little longer?”
You make a small grunt acknowledging his question. A small chuckle comes from his lips, hitting yours. You know he is amused by your sleepy state, still trying to stay awake. He continues to stroke your chin.
“Can my princess open her eyes for me, so I can see them?”
“Mmmm, but Waka…” you mumble.
“I promise I’ll let you go to sleep soon, I really just want you awake for a little bit longer,” he says as he presses a kiss on your forehead. The light pressure on your skin is enough to open your eyes.
The sight you open your eyes to is urethral. Wakasa’s face only centimeters from yours, his violet eyes shining brightly like a nebula in space. A small smile is relaxed on his lips and his purple and yellow striped hair that is usually in ponytail is framed around his face cascading down to his shoulders. His hand brushing small circles on your jawline. You feel a small smile on your lips as well, because the way he looks at you cannot make you do anything but smile.
“There’s my princess,” he says in almost a whisper, his thumb now brushing over your lips, feeling the tingle on them as his and your skin make contact. He moves his thumb and index finger back to your jaw gripping it gently to move your face closer to his, pressing a tender kiss to your lips that jolts your whole body awake, from its previously relaxed state. You feel the sweetness from him lips melt into yours, making your lips move more against his, trying to taste every bit a sweetness there is. Against your own will you pull away from lips, slightly giggling at the man laying next you.
“Mmmmh?” he asks, his eyebrows furring up a bit.
“Did you even brush your teeth?” you ask.
“I did, but then I saw a piece of candy laying on the table and couldn’t resist.”
“You’re shameless.”
“Only for you, princess.”
He leans in grabbing the back of your head giving you a deeper kiss than before. He keeps pressing his lips more and more on yours, grasping every curve and line in which they move against his. Your arm reaches to his waist so you two can become closer. Tongues slip past barriers pressing against together, the sugary sweetness of his candy still tastes good in your minty mouth, and he seems to agree as he swirls his tongue around yours
The two of you continue to kiss, moving close where your bodies begin to become one. His hand drifting down from your head down your body tracing your spine again, feeling every curve and indention there is. Your breathing begins to get heavy, fighting whether you need air or his taste between your lips more. As you grasp for more air, your grip on your violet eyed lover tightens because the flesh between your lips is not enough, and you want more, as his hand travels lower. About to break the kiss, his hand grasps your bottom feeling each of his fingers press into your skin, causing your back to arch as you still lay on your side.
“Waka…” you gasp trying to fill your lungs again.
“Mmmm?” his bored eyes wondering into yours, as you feel his warm breath tickle your face, trying to pull your half-conscious mind to him, to the present, because somehow the man lying in front of you makes you want to battle whether sleep or being awake adding another moment with him is more important.
“What are you up to?” you ask, your voice at a whisper, eyes looking down as they become half closed, because you know if you investigate his any longer you would stay in a trance that somehow takes over your whole body.
“What do you mean?” responding to your question with another question, his hand still brushing over clothed ass, slightly rubbing his hand against to ensure you still feel his presence, preventing you from falling asleep.
“What do you mean, what do I mean?” deciding to take the question game a bit further, you know at this point Wakasa is being cheeky and you might as well play along back with him, besides it gives him more incentive to show you what he wants…
“Well, you see…” he begins, his fingers tracing back up from your bottom to the hem of your underwear, you feel his index and middle finger slightly pulling at it as it moves against your skin. “…I crave more of my princess…” he says, fingers pulling down the hem slightly, your bottom still clothed.
As he says those words, you feel heat rise to your face and growing throughout your chest. You know Wakasa does not have to do much to make you start the blush, to make your body ignite like a flame. Thinking back to all the times he would casually graze his fingertip or the back of his knuckle along your body, letting you know all he wants in that moment is to have you in his arms is enough to make the entirety of your face turn crimson.
You feel him slightly shift positions, so he can lean down, closer to your neck, below your earlobe. His left hand still toying with the hem of your underwear. The anticipation alone is enough to have the hairs on your body stand straight and your insides feel freezing and searing hot at the same time. Finally, you feel Wakasa’s lip brush against your neck almost like feeling a slight breeze blowing against your skin, his touch is that gentle. Before you know it, his teeth nip at your earlobe, making your body jolt from the sudden change of actions.
Your eyes are still half closed, still trying to avoid those beautiful nebulas, but you know he is smirking, seeing you so reactive to every one of his single touches, you know it drives him crazy and you love that it makes him feel that way, even though from the beginning you could never control how his touches make your body react. That warm breeze is at your ear now, hovering above you he finishes his statement,
“…because you are just too damn addicting.”
He kisses your neck again, applying a bit more pressure than before. He kisses you again right below your earlobe, brushing his lips to your jaw, feeling his nose against the lower part of your cheek, his warm breath against your face, you are trying so hard to keep composed. You know the heat is rising to your cheeks as you already feel it spread throughout your body as he begins to kiss your jawline. They are little ones that make your heart flutter, that make you long for his lips to kiss you like that all over your body. He is slow though, ensuring you feel every single one of them. During the litters of kisses, he places on your jaw he begins to graze his teeth to your chin as his hand finally slips into your underwear to grab your bare ass. Your body wants to react to his sudden actions, but your mind is trying to keep you still, to go against your natural reactions, oh how you did not want to give Wakasa the satisfaction of knowing how you are puddy in his hands. You keep your gaze away from him, knowing you will be swallowed whole, knowing you will be quite literally, in his hands.
“Princess…” he begins to say, “why are you not showing me those beautiful eyes? I could be mistaken but are you trying to avoid me?” he asks.
Wakasa is a smart man he knows you are avoiding him, why you are not sure yourself. Maybe you want him to tease you bit more, to feel all his touches. Maybe you do just want to sleep and if you avoid him a little longer, he will let you drift away to the dreams, but in the back of your mind it is the latter. You want to keep enjoying each and every one of his touches and avoiding him just slightly like this will only make Wakasa continue his advances until he is the only thing on your mind.
“I don’t know why you would avoid me, unless you are trying to be coy…you know I am only going to make you feel good. I’m going to take good care of you, like I always do. If you do really want to go sleep that bad, I will let you, but you must tell me.” He says in a low tone, that almost sounds like a plea.
Your eyes slightly glance up so you can see out of your peripherals, and you do not regret it, not one bit. The man who is still gripping you close to him could almost be a god. His violet eyes shining with longing and slight mischief, because you know what ever he has planned for you, will probably make you whine in all the best ways and that is all he could ever ask for. Having him be the reason you call out his name mixed with moans only makes him want to continue, never letting you. You would let him to, you would stay by his side all day and night if he asked, because he has never given you a reason not to, he has only ever been good to you, made sure that the both of you got what you wanted and needed.
He leans closer to where his striped strands fall more around your face, smelling his shampoo and conditioner through your nostrils, his thumb now tracing small circles on one of you butt cheeks. You feel his nose against your cheek as his mouth is right by the corner of yours, warm breaths tickling your face again. At this point the warmth that started in your chest has spread through your body, knowing that your face must be painted with a slight tint of crimson. You have known Wakasa for quite some time now, but the fact he can still make you feel this way, warm yet shy baffles you. You want to tell him he can continue, that he can do what he pleases. You trust him in every way, the curiosity is building in your head, because you have done so many things with the man next to you what else can there be left to do? You are trying to come out with the words, but when you caught a glimpse of those amethyst eyes, all the connecting parts to make you form any sort of words has vanished.
“Hmmmm still no answer…” he begins, “maybe I will just have to kiss it out you…” he trails off. The hand that was on your ass slides back up your body, ever so softly to cradle your jaw. His thumb brushing over your lips, noses brushing against each other, foreheads coming together. His grip tightens slightly ensuring that you would not move away and presses a hard kiss to your lips. You part yours slightly inviting the kiss to go deeper and he does. The smaller kisses go longer, lips fighting to cover the most area they can. Fuck, you do not want to stop, you are past wanting to sleep now, you want every inch of this man, and you want to give him every inch of yourself. You bite down on his bottom lip, pulling slightly. Your eyes meet, you release your teeth from him, his eyes shining, a smirk growing wide on his face. You gave him his answer and it was the one he was hoping for.
“I thought you were going to keep me hanging,” he whispers.
“Well, I thought I made you wait long enough,” you state back.
“You know I would wait for you all night, as long as I get to be right by your side.” Your heart beats faster at his words, how can this happen to you every single time, anytime he speaks or does anything your body heats up, heart beating faster, your mind going blank.
“Maybe you should show me how bad you want to be by my side,” you declare.
“Maybe that’s what I’ve been trying to do this whole time,” he expresses as he kisses you again. The hand that had been gripping your jaw cascades along your body again, to the hem of your underwear. He pulls them down and you move your body to help him slip them off your legs. Still on your side, he grabs your top leg to hitch around his waist. You gasp slightly at the sudden change of movement, holding onto his shoulder. He reassures you by pressing a kiss to your forehead, gliding his hand to your folds, brushing his middle and index fingers gently against you. He knows you are still sensitive from earlier and he keeps that in mind.
He goes back and forth between the outside and inside of your lips, feeling every part of it, as if this was the first time, he has ever touched you like this. You can feel your body tightening up the more he touches you, spreading your wetness around purposefully avoiding the spots you want him to touch most. You hide your face in his chest as you begin to rock your hips along his fingers trying to gain as much friction as possible. Wakasa enjoys seeing you like this, getting turned on more and more because of him. His other hand, reaches over to the back of your head, lightly grabbing your hair to move your face from his chest to get a better look at you.
“I don’t know why you keep wanting to hide from me, princess, especially when you know I can’t see all the pretty faces you make as I touch you. I’m trying to give you so much, so please be good and no more hiding.”
You let out a deep sigh as he finally touches your clit with his middle finger swirling around it, even though it’s at a slow pace it still makes your eyes dilate with want and desire. The only word you can let out is, “Please,” as you continue to arch your back further making your hips move faster. You wrap your fingers in his hair again, tugging lightly as he continues the torturous touches on you. Your lips on his again eagerly trying to capture as much as you can from him. It is starting to not become enough, you are still not sure what Wakasa is up to, but your body is becoming inpatient. This only makes him want to toy with you a bit more, because feeling all your eager advances makes him know how much you need him in these moments. Afterall, all he ever wants to do is make sure you feel like a queen no matter how many times he calls you princess.
Both of your tongues are swirling around each other between the clicks, biting, sucking that your mouths do. He keeps teasing you as his middle finger plays with your clit more, his ring finger rubs back and forth at your entrance. You can feel yourself clenching and getting wetter, but it is still not enough. You start to whimper into his mouth only giving him the incentive to keep touching you like this. He pulls away his mouth and fingers making you groan from the emptiness. As his lips move towards your neck, his fingers go up your shirt. You can feel your wetness on his fingers, and he rubs and pulls at your nipple along with the wetness on your neck from his mouth as he bites and kisses it. Your leg gripping his hip harder, pulling closer to grind yourself more against him, you can begin to feel the slight bulge in his boxer briefs. You both moan from the friction between your bodies, he pulls away from your neck, “Look at you, I love when you become so…eager, but you know I have to go slow, and easy on you. We already have done a lot tonight and I don’t want to end up hurting you.”
You can barely comprehend the words he is saying. At this point you can feel an orgasm beginning to rise. The only thing you want is for him now is to continue to use his fingers to make you feel good, even if you are sore tomorrow.
“Please Waka, don’t stop,” your plea.
“Don’t worry, I got you, just be a little more patient and you will feel so so good, okay?” he coos at you, kissing your neck, and stroking your nipple. Your body suddenly jolts, a loud gasp leaving your mouth, as you feel slight pain from the man biting and pinching at you. He is sure to lick the mark he left to cool off some of the pain as his fingers wonder back down, immediately rubbing your clit cutting off the infliction he just caused you. Your head goes back along with your eyes and a deep exhale, as he finally puts more pressure on your sweet spot. The grip on the back of his head tightens along with rest of your body, just as you think your orgasm is rising, it suddenly drops as his fingers move away and are now playing at your entrance. He slips his ring finger in slowly, curling it inside of you, pushing and rubbing at the front part of your walls. You move your head to look at him deep in his eyes as yours widen with a plea to not stop, to reassure you that he will not. He keeps his word by adding his middle finger inside of you, curling them so they are both rubbing inside your walls.
He moves them further inside of you, causing for another small whimper to leave your mouth, and this ensures Wakasa he is brushing up against your sweet spot. He keeps them curled inside of you swirling and pushing at the spot he knows makes your toes curl and your grip to tighten. You can feel yourself clenching around his fingers, you were almost embarrassed of how wet you were from the noises made by his fingers moving quicker inside you, but you felt so good, it did not matter. Everything was tightening, you were starting to make small pants and moans, Wakasa kept whispering close to your face how good of a girl you were. His praises only made you start gushing more with his continuous vigor, refusing to not let up.
Your lover captures your mouth making sure it is tender, sweet, as he knows you are about release and let go of everything, he was building up for you. When you finally snap, letting go, he feels your fingers digging into his skin on the back of his neck. Your leg that is wrapped around his waist is shaking as it tries to pull him closer. He feels you pull back from his mouth as you let out a loud gasp with tears trickling down from the corners of your eyes. He admires every feature of your trembling body. Knowing only, he can make you feel like this. He slows the movement of his fingers as they are still being gripped by you as you finish out your orgasm. He does not take out his fingers yet, still pressing gently as his thumb makes small circles on your clit, to sooth you.
When he does pull them out of you, you make a small sigh from the relief, but from the emptiness too. His hand is covered from your release, a lazy smirk forms on his face as he pulls his hand between you two, close to his face.
“Look at this princess, look all this for me,” he states as he begins to lick your juices from his fingers. You look at him in your hazy state, at the man you admire. Oh, how obscene he could be, but you continue to gaze at his face as he was sure to not waste a single drop of your ejaculation. Once he finishes, he grabs your face, kissing your lips sloppily so you can taste yourself on him, his lips brush down your jaw teeth nipping as his mouth makes way towards your ear when he suddenly speaks in a hushed voice, “is my precious girl ready for a reward?”
Your mind is trying to wrap around what he could possibly mean by this. He has already given you so much. Is the reward, the something he still wants to try? You cannot think for too much longer, as your mind is shutting down due to your high. All you can muster is a small yes and a hum to go with it. He moves your leg off him slowly as he scoots away from you slightly, he assures you he will be by your side again in a moment as he slides his underwear off. He glides back next to you under the covers, putting your leg as it was before, but this time you feel Wakasa’s erection against you, making you shiver.
“Shhh, it’s okay, I told you, I’m going to take care you,” he kisses your forehead, his hand sliding down to grip his dick. He smears the precum from his tip around the head, then gently moving it to your entrances where it is still wet from your arousal. He teases your hole like he did before with the tip, and you feel yourself getting turned on again.
“Waka…” you whisper wanting himself in you already and he does. He slowly does inch by inch so you can feel every part of him in you. Your arm gripping his back as he settles deep inside of you. He moves to grasp your ass so he can adjust inside of you and for you each to be comfortable laying side by side together. Moans escape from your mouths as both your bare hips graze against each other to find comfort.
“Waka please…” you whine, he moves his hand to brush the beads of sweat from your forehead, fingers gliding into your hair. He rolls his hips slowly so he can feel every part of you, and you can feel every part of him, and you do, and you love it every time.
“Waka more…”
“Princess, you get me like this all night. I’ll be like this inside you all night, even when you are far away in dream land, yeah. I’m going to be filling you up, and you are going to keep my dick nice and warm too. Don’t you want that? For us to be like this even when we are sleeping? Your pussy has been so good to me, and I just want her to be happy. I would do anything to please you. You know that, right? You can relax, I’m going to right here for you, I’m not goanna move,” his husky voice echoing in your ears to your head as he rubs his fingers in the back of your neck to sooth you. You get his cock like this all night, peacefully, laying next to your lover. Though another orgasm from him as he moves hitting every sensitive spot inside of you sounds appetizing, having him like this is far more intimate. How have you not done this with him before?
A tired smile forms on your lips, you pull yourself up slightly to kiss him sweetly. He returns it back to you, small exchanges of kisses that make your stomach flutter as both grind your hips again in unison. You pull away, eyes still close and you curl up more against his body to feel him slide against your walls. Damn, this could be your new addiction. The two of you relax into one another, fingers rubbing circles into each other’s skin, with the feeling of knowing how at peace you both are.
“See all I ever wanted was to be closer to you,” he mumbles as you start to drift away again into your dream world.
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So uhm once again congrats my bb <333
I am so happy for you omg 😭😭
I am here to request something for the prompt section ~
Wakasa x fem!reader or gn!reader you choose
With prompt #6 (i mean it’s meant for him and my sweet tooth fufu)
Love you so much and wish you the best 🥰
Sweeter Than Sugar!
Prompt #6 “No lollipops for you. You eat too many and leave the sticks lying around the house.” - Wakasa Imaushi
Kodou Rengou! bf! Wakasa Imaushi x afab! gf! reader
cw: smut mdni! food play (?), food insertion into vagina (pls don't do this), (mean) dom! Wakasa, oral (female receiving), Wakasa calling reader Princess, overstimulation, squirting, manhandle.
summary: Wakasa thinks you nagged too much about him eating lollipops so he asked you to hold it for him.
word count: 703 words
AN: God forgive me I don't know what I am doing. I fully blame Victoria for asking it to be spicy (ily tho wife :P) My first smut (and it's not even full blown) goodbye I'm gonna hide myself in the corner. Don't come searching for me. Oh and thank you sm to my Kiki pie @p-antomime for being my beta T-T ily.
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Looking at the floor of your boyfriend's apartment, you could only shake your head seeing the litters of lollipop wrappers and sticks all over the floor. Sighing to yourself, you went to the kitchen and took out the plastic and started to pick up the trash on the floor. "Morning angel." arms wrapping themselves behind you, you could recognise the morning voice of your boyfriend, Wakasa Imaushi. "Morning 'Kasa." you hummed. Turning you over, you covered Wakasa's mouth before he could kiss you, causing him to whine at your action.
"Nuh uh, go brush your teeth first and take a shower, you smell." you told him jokingly, getting a frown out of him and a tighter grip as he tried to get closer to you. "Waka noooooo" your turn to whine as you struggled to get out from his grip and pout up at him, a little scream escaped you after he managed to land a little kiss on your pouting lips. A chuckle and a smirk decorated your boyfriend's face celebrating his victory against you.
"Princess, I already took a shower before you came." Wakasa's deep chuckle rang when he caged you against him tighter while trying to reach a jar of lollipops inside the cabinet behind you. Frowning, you tried to take the lollipop away only for Wakasa to move away from you."Nooo it's mine." the president of Kodou Rengou childishly whined and did a small run from you whenever you tried to take away the lollipop from his mouth. "Wakasa no." you sighed at the albino haired man. “No lollipops for you. You eat too many and leave the sticks lying around the house.”you scolded him while still trying to reach his height to take away the lollipop when you suddenly slipped.
Luckily for you, your boyfriend managed to catch you before you ends up on the floor. "Thank you Waka." you thanked him before squiggling out of his hold. "Princess stop." confused, you looked up at him, only to see a full blown pupil with 'something' poking on your stomach." Uhh Waka-" you were cut off by Wakasa,"You know what, maybe I want something sweeter than the candy."
And that's how you found yourself in this situation.
"Shit Princess, you're drenched." Wakasa who's been edging you with kitten licks sniggered against your folds. Going up to your face, Wakasa smiled as an idea lights up in his head. Taking out the lollipop that he kept at the side of his mouth, Wakasa looked at it before smirking." Heads up Princess." was the only warning you got before you felt a small pressure under as he pushed the lollipop into your hole. "Wa- Wakasa." you moaned when Wakasa started to move the lollipop in and out of you.
Popping out the lolly from your hole, you whined because of the empty feeling inside you. Smirking, Wakasa licked the lollipop, making eye contact with you. "Taste sweet. Sweeter when it has your essence on it." Wakasa said while finishing the candy stick.
"Don't worry Princess, I don't forget you." discarding the candy at his side, he now paid full attention to you and you only.
"Wakasa, gonna cum, 'm gonna cum!" your small scream accompanied with a blinding white flash as you cums, your body shaking uncontrollably. "Well, well will you look at that, don't know you can squirt Princess." Wakasa snickered against your crotch, lapping at it, getting you into overstimulation.
"Waka, no."
"Waka yes." ignoring your protests, Wakasa only added three of his fingers, massaging your walls and hitting your G-Spot directly while biting and licking your clit. At the feel of your walls constricting his movements, he smiled "Gonna cum again Princess?" he snickered.
"Ye-yes. Please, please let me cum. Wakasa let me cum please."
"Shh shh, come for me Princess. Cum now." Once Wakasa's fingers makes a 'come hither' motion, you're once again pushed into another orgasm.
"Waka. Waka, too much- 's too much." you babbled, trying to push Wakasa away but was proven unsuccessful as Wakasa's grip only got tighter. "Come on Princess, one more. I know you can give me one more." at that, you know it's going to be a long night.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙞 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 ☆ 𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙨𝙖 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞
☆ ──── 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚: my first waka fic i hope i did right by him
☆ ──── 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨):mentionings of violence and blood
Several beatings later, you had somehow made it out alive. Thankfully most of the blows had gone to your body and not your face save for the punch that their leader had managed to land on your bottom lip.It wasn’t too swollen, but her ring had harshly grazed your skin and cut it open leaving you bleeding.
You opened your compact mirror to look at yourself and sure enough blood was leaking down your chin and staining your crisp white blouse.
As you tilted your mirror forward to close it, you caught a glimpse of a familiar face.
His fingers brushing across the skin of your cheek and then under your chin to tilt your face up so he could get a better look at your busted lip. His eyes narrowed at your cut as he thumbed over the blood that was dripping down your chin. A soft ‘tch’ left his lips as he rolled the toothpick between his teeth.
You felt your heart thrum against your chest. Wakasa had never touched you before and it was a new and enticing feeling despite escaping near death or a week long hospitalization that you didn’t have the time for.
A lazy yet amused smile graced his handsome features.“Did you really get your ass beat, again?”
You blinked back several times completely astonished by his question. “Wha-what the hell do you mean, again?!”
He had to hold back the chuckle that was bubbling in his chest. “I mean I always feel like you’re getting your ass beat or some shit.”
“No I’m not!” You exclaimed defensively as you stepped away from and pushed away his hand.
He raised his brows in curiosity as he watched you fumble over your words and practically stomp like a child who was throwing a tantrum. Correction—you were a whole adult throwing a tantrum in broad daylight.
“So…then you didn’t get your ass beat?” He inquired.
He stared back at you with a blank look on his face as he rolled the toothpick between his lips and you felt your eyes zone on them for a moment before turning away. He tilted his head to the side trying to meet your gaze and then his eyes lingered on your body.
Your blouse had come undone at the bottom, exposing a pretty large back of your abdomen. His fingers brushed against the skin of your belly as he lifted it to get a look at the bruise that was developing.
“Damn, that looks like it hurts.” He murmured to himself.
Your heart was now jumping out of your chest as you could only gawk at him in pure shock. The fact that he could so casually touch your skin like that made your insides do flips .
“Wha-what the hell are you doing?!” You quickly covered your stomach and backed away from him.
You felt your face start to warm as he raised his brows at you in surprise and soon that same grin had returned to grace his lips.
“That was a late reaction.”
“Shut up, idiot.” You mumbled as you attempted to fix the buttons on your shirt, but to no avail.
Several of them had gone missing and you only sighed in misery. Could this day get any worse?
“I can teach you how to fight, you know.”
You glanced up from your ruined blouse to his piercing lavender gaze that made your lip quiver.
“Why?”
He softly chuckled and placed his hand on the top of your head. The gesture, albeit small, felt overwhelmingly intimate to you. Your eyes were trained on the ground as he ruffled your hair.
“Because I don’t want to see the girl I care about get her ass kicked by a bunch of babysitter book club bitches.” He laughed. You gazed up at him with trembling eyes and the grin on his face was now a softer smile. “Or is that too much to ask?”
You felt your eyes well up with tears as your lips involuntarily palpitated. A small sigh escaped his lips as he gazed down at you.
“Don’t cry on me now, [name].”
“I’m not crying!” You cried out as you felt tears cascade down your cheeks.
As much as he hated to see you sad, there was something incredibly endearing about the way that you were letting your guard down around him. Completely vulnerable, genuine. The most genuine he had ever seen you. You always had put up a tough exterior in front of him and even more so when he had decided to start fucking around with in the gang world.
He pulled you into a warm embrace and your eyes widened at his sudden contact. He squeezed your rigid body and soon you felt yourself relax in his arms. This is how it always should have been, between kicking ass and getting his ass kicked. Wakasa should’ve paid more mind to you and your endeavors and well you getting thrashed around in alleyways by petty girl gangs that you refused to join.
“Let me look after you, [name].” His fingers were threading through your hair as he spoke gently to you.
Your glistening eyes had peeked up at him for a moment, catching his gaze and the way his lips curved perfectly upward. “So, you don’t get your ass whooped again.”
That earned himself a hard pinch to his side. “Ow!”
“Stop provoking me then you idiot.” You mumbled, burying your face into his chest.
He chuckled as rubbed the small of your back and you eased into his embrace.
“No promises.”
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hello!
may I request some headcanons for Ran, Kakucho and Wakasa (if you write for him ofc!!) with a GN reader that gets very anxious/scared of loud sounds? Like fireworks or loud crashes etc. They just get very freaked out-
A/n: Sorry this is kinda late, I was genuinely having a hard time writing this. I don't generally write for Wakasa, but I'm always down to write a new character. Enjoy, I hope I did it justice!
Warnings: Cursing, slight spoiler for Kakucho??
Ran Haitani
He’d definitely tease you at first
He’s the type of person to drop pots on purpose just to make a loud noise
asshole
Once he saw how freaked out you got, he’d lay off
Omg he’d be so sweet if there were fireworks or something
He’d get you earplugs and sit on the couch with you
defently still teases you
Would do karaoke with you during fireworks
Just absolutely blast music and sing in the funniest ways to distract you
Would appoligize profusely if he accidentally scared you badly
He’d probably be low-key pissed if you woke him up because of a noise
He would just tell you to go back to sleep and hold onto him
Not terrible, 8/10
Kacucho Hitto
Sweetest boy
My man would never judge you for your fears
He’d lay in bed and cover your ears
I miss him
He would absolutely whisper into your ear and comfort you the entire time
He’s really good at comforting people
Would watch a fun movie to distract you
He’d make funny comments when a firework hit
“The main character looks like if Shaggy did coke for five years.”
Would be so careful somewhere like the kitchen
He’d feel so bad if he accidentally scared you
Wouldn’t mind one bit if you woke him up
He’d just hug you until you went back to sleep
Beautiful sweet boy, 10/10
Wakasa Imasuhi
He didn’t believe you at first
Genuenly thought you were joking
Probably played a joke on you and took it way to far
My man wouldn’t know how to react knowing he just scared the living shit outta you
Would not stop appoligizing
He’d watch a movie if fireworks were going on
-he’d joke about watching a horror movie to move your fear-
He’d probably hold you on his lap while you watched the movie
Would also bully a character to make you laugh
“How is this dude considered a main character? He looks like godzilla if he smoked seaweed for a century.”
Would say he doesn’t mind you waking him up
he definitely minds a little
He’d drop a pot to get your attention tbh
He would never try to scare you to bad
Not terrible, 8/10
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TR as the stuff a few friends I made overseas have done or said
Shinichiro, while sipping his second glass of Coke: I asked a girl out but she didn't respond
Wakasa: I'm pretty sure that counts as a rejection
Senju: I have blue eyes so I can see everything brighter
(I'm aware her exact eye color isn't blue but whatever)
Mikey: *Mixing salt into a glass of water as he waits for food in a restaurant*
Mikey, drinking the water: Ew
Mikey: *Proceeds to try sprinkling salt directly into his mouth*
Everyone else:
Mikey, picking up a jellyfish out of the water: Guys, look what I found!
Baji: WTF MIKEY
#tokyo revengers#baji keisuke#mikey sano#shinichiro sano#imaushi wakasa#senju kawaragi#tokyorev incorrect quotes#tr incorrect quotes#yes im alive though i knocked out earlier#gimme time as i try to recall everything that happened in that friend group#ill do a pt 2 later#tokyorev baji#tokyorev mikey#tokyorev senju#tokyorev shinichiro#tokyorev wakasa#tr baji#tr mikey#tr shinichiro#tr wakasa#tr senju#angryborzois rambles
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Everywhere I go by Hollywood Undead is Wakasa’s song, I don’t make the rules🍻
#breezy thoughts💭#anime#tokyorev#tokyo revengers#wakasa imaushi#tokyorev Wakasa#wakasa hcs#tr wakasa#wakasa x reader#tokyo revengers x reader
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SO THATS WHY SHIN WAS MENTIONED SO MUCH- This makes so much sensee.
Still though- Waka knowing about it and being the one to tell Mikey? Interesting. Is that the reason they joined Kantou?
This also brings some fun angst into the picture if Shin knew he was going to die and then let it happen. And Wakasa (and maybe the other first gens?) knew that
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TR 259 THIS BITCH.
No jokes but I really fucking wanna see Benkei and Waka eat debris. Or like lick the floor.
I really was a simp for Benkei but after he betrayed Senju fuck him. I really thought he was gonna pull some mission impossible super spy stuff but nah. He and Waka are just some traitor.
^Backstabber playing on the background^
Also my original Daddy Taiju looks so fucking beautiful!!! He’s actually the first character I heavily simp for.
#tokyo revengers#tokyorev#tokyorev headcanons#tokyo rev fluff#tr 259#taiju tokyo revengers#tr spoilers#wakui ken#taiju shiba#shiba taiju#benkei#arashi keizou#tokyorev wakasa#wakasa imaushi#tokyo revengers spoilers#tokyo rev x y/n#tokyo rev x you#tokyorev smut#ran headcanons#tokyo revengers sanzu#tokyorev kokonoi#mikey bonten#ran haitani#haitani ran imagines#bonten takeomi#mikey brainrot#ran scenarios#ran and rindou#bonten x reader
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Breaking
Chapter V
2016
I walk through the building, hushed murmurs dying abruptly as I walk past. I press the elevator button up to my floor and head straight into my office. I throw my head back as I let a long sigh out, headache killing me from the night before. A knock pulls me out from whatever thought was about to invade.
“Come in.”
“Excuse me, sorry to disturbe you ma’am. You have a last minute meeting.” My assistant hangs her head low as if she were terrified to tell me with who.
“Didn’t I cancel all my meetings?”
“You did ma’am, but they were very adamant about meeting with you and wouldn’t take no for an answer.”
“Who?” I narrowed my eyes.
“Someone by the name of Manjiro. He didn’t leave a last name. He said you’d know.”
I look her dead in the eye, as if trying to see if she was just messing with me. I tell her to send him in and basically sit at the edge of my seat. I hadn’t seen Mikey after I had left the gang, wanting to focus on school. I wonder how much he’s changed. A knock is heard once again, signaling he’s coming in.
“Mikey, it’s nice to see you again.” I smiled as we embraced.
“Nice to see you too Y/n. Quite the building you have.”
“Fashion is a growing industry. But I’m sure that’s not what you’re here to talk about now is it?”
“No, not exactly. I came with a business proposal. As you know, Bonten is on the rise.”
“Bonten? You mean the gang that’s involved with gambling, fraud, prostitution, drugs and murder?”
“That one! Anyways, how would you like to be a partner?”
“Mikey you can’t be serious. You can’t come in my office and ask me something like that. Besides don’t you have to run this by the leader?”
“I don’t have to. I am the leader. Y/n, we can help you, maybe take out a competitor or two?”
“Why? Why my business?”
“To be completely honest, we have history, I can trust you. You’re also the only one I know who has access across the world. You’ve made quite the name for yourself Y/n.”
“That’s what happens when you clean yourself up a bit. What’s in it for me?”
“1/2 the cut in profits on transactions made through your business. You’ll also have protection from Bonten, meaning no cops will come sniffing if there was anything happening under their noses. You run business as usual, but you’ll need to open a ‘private manufacturing unit’ specifically for Bonten. Only those with ID’s may enter, we won’t hide anything from you and you’ll have full reports every week. And if some time in the future your lovely heart desires something else, all you have to do is ask and I’ll see if I can make it happen.”
“Mikey, it’s taken me a long time to get to where I am now. If I go down, I’ll drag you and the rest of Bonten down with me. Understand?”
“This is exactly why I wanted to partner with you, you don’t fuck around. I’ll try to keep my executives out of your building. But they will be the ones bringing the reports to you, just in case someone tries hacking into the servers. They will be tasked to bring the reports directly into your hands and your hands only. You and I will have meetings at least 2 times a month to make sure everything is in order.”
“Very well. I do have one request, this stays hidden from Mana and Luna, they’re around. A casual “hi” won’t hurt, but don’t let them know the real reason you’re here.”
“And Mitsuya?”
“The truth, I can never keep things hidden from him anyways.”
“Got it. Oh, and Y/n, there is one more thing I forgot to mention- my executives, a few are familiar faces to you.” He paused, as if he didn’t want to continue. “2 in particular are ones you’re very familiar with. It’s Ran and Rindo Haitani.”
I sat there, trying to keep my temper in check. I nod at him, wanting to finally have alone time. Mikey leaves, the promise to meet again next week pushed to the back of my mind.
“What cruel fate. I’ve steered clear of him for 7 years. And now he’s back.”
The rest of the day goes by fairly calmly. I inform Taka about our new partnership and send in plans to install a new wing to the building. I’m busy trying to line new pieces for the fashion show, I didn’t notice someone had walked in.
“You’re awfully busy.”
I whip my head, startled.
“Waka, hey.” I smiled as I hugged him.
“You didn’t answer your phone so I came to check up on you. I brought take out and soda.”
“You are the bestest friend! I’ve had so much to think about today and my brain feels fried.” I slump onto the couch in my office.
“What’s got that pretty little brain of yours workin over time?” Waka takes the food out and placing it nicely on the table, cracking open the sodas.
“Mikey paid me a visit today. He asked me to partner with him, which I agreed to. But then he mentioned something at the end of the meeting.“
“And that is?”
“His executives, 2 of them are Ran and Rindo.”
Waka starts to choke, veggies shooting out from his mouth.
“He did that on purpose.” He lets a few coughs out. “He knew you’d reject if he told you at the beginning. Sneaky as always Manjiro, very sneaky. What was in it for you?”
“Money, protection, the likes, he even said I could ask for more if I wanted to.”
“What’re ya gonna do if you see Ran?”
“Ignore him the best I can. I would’ve turned it down, but I want to expand more Waka. I’ve worked so hard for this, all for the sake of my family. So if it means I have to see Ran from time to time, then so be it.”
“What will your fiancé say?”
I paused, not even thinking about what he would say. After Ran had abandoned me, Waka and I went to parties more than usual. I eventually met some guy I started hooking up with, that soon turned into us moving in together and finally, getting engaged. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about breaking the engagement off.
“I honestly don’t know. He’s busy with his job, I probably won’t tell him.”
“Bad idea, he’ll find out eventually, he figured out you and I fucked with just one look.”
“True. Hmm, I’ll bring it up before the fashion show.”
“Y/n, if he tries anything, you let me know immediately. You know I’ll do anything to protect you the best I can.” Waka places a hand on my knee.
“Thank you. We should get going, he’ll start to wonder if I’m having an affair if I’m not home soon.”
Waka and I walk down to the garage and part ways. The ride back home, all I can think about is Ran. How am I going to get away from him now? Why does it have to be him of all people? It doesn’t matter, we’re not together anymore and I’ve moved on.
“I’m home!”
Yes, I’ve moved on. Haven’t I? I’m kissing someone else, wearing the ring of someone else, sleeping in the same bed with someone else. My whole life is completely different. So why, even now as I lay next to the man I promised to be with, am I still thinking about Ran?
#tokyo revengers#tokyorev x reader#mitsuya takashi#tokrev mitsuya#tokyorev wakasa#tokyorev ran#ran haitani
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“ lemme hold that ” || tokyo rev.
mha ver.
pairing: various x gn!reader
warnings: swearing, suggesting language, the word 'dick' said a million times, crack
note: i found the concept too funny to not do a tokyo revengers version - alsoooo i’ve been sleeping on wakasa and izana...yeh we gon fix that moving forward lol hope you enjoy <333
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"I prefer love making" Headcanons
Draken, Kokonoi, Wakasa, Shinichiro, Rindou, Takeomi, Chifuyu, Ran, Nahoya, Baji, Hanma, Mitsuya, Kakucho, Izana, Inui, Kazutora,Souya, Hakkai, Mikey, Sanzu
GN
Cw: Suggestive (kinda) MDNI
“Can I fuck you?”
“No”
“Not in the mood?”
“I prefer making love”
His eyes go wide for a second then his face relaxes and he chuckles. “ Of course, sorry my love, can I make love to you?”
Ken Ryuguji, Hajime Kokonoi, Wakasa Imaushi, Shinichiro Sano, Rindo Haitani, Takeomi Akashi, Chifuyu Matsuno
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He gives you a smirk. “Can I fuck you and then make love to you?”
Ran Haitani, Nahoya Kawata, Keisuke Baji,Shuji Hanma
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He always says he will make love to you anyway.
Takashi Mitsuya, Kakucho, Izana Kurokawa, Seishu Inui, Kazutora Hanemiya
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He won’t ask. He’s just too shy, please be the one to ask it.
Souya Kawata, Chifuyu Matsuno, Hakkai Shiba, Kazutora Hanemiya
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“So is that a yes or..?”
Manjiro Sano, Haruchiyo Sanzu, Wakasa Imaushi, Shinichiro Sano, Ran Haitani, Nahoya Kawata
#kokonoi x y/n#tokyorev x reader#wakasa x you#shinichiro x y/n#rindou x y/n#takeomi x you#chifuyu x y/n#ran x y/n#nahoya x y/n#baji x y/n#draken x y/n#hanma x y/n#mitsuya x y/n#kakucho x y/n#izana x y/n#inui x y/n#kazutora x y/n#hakkai x y/n#souya x you#manjiro x you#mikey x y/n#sanzu x y/n#ken ryuguji x y/n#tokyo rev x y/n#tokyo revengers headcanons#tokyorev headcanons#mikey sano#tokyo revengers x reader#tokyo rev smut
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After you give him head or if he stops you while you’re giving him head he’s gonna kiss you. He is going to stick his tongue down your throat, lick the pre cum and drool off your lips and chin.
If he shoots his load in your mouth expect him to have a very sloppy make out session with you after because, he knows he takes care of himself and he wants to make sure it’s just right for ya.
Plus he alwaus says to himself fuck all that masculinity bullshit, he knows he taste good in your mouth
Wakasa,RAN, RINDOU, Hanma, SANZU, Draken, mitsuya, smiley (Nahoya), Mikey, Shinichiro, BAJI, kisaki, matsukawa, iwaizumi, coach ukai
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