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complexparadox1 · 1 year

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This whole thing was inspired by the below song, please give it a listen it's honestly such a vibe ✨ obsessed with it honestly. This is a Y/N story and my first time writing such a thing, I always do better with my OCs so hopefully this is enjoyable ❤️ character is female, Virginity loss m&f, mild friends to lovers I guess?

There's just inches inbetween us, I want you to give in.

It was a usual day at the pet shop, Kazutora and Chifuyu worked upfront while she worked on making orders for products in the back. Wrapped up in her electric blanket as the day was frigid at best. The office cat, Coconut, sat upon her lap also enjoying the warmth. "oi." She peered up from her laptop to see Chifuyu standing in the offices doorway. "Take your lunch, you haven't stopped since you got here." He advised and the (H/C) woman was quick to shake her head. "I will lemme just finish this order." She said and he quickly reached out and closed her laptop. She pursed her lips at him. "Take your lunch." He said again, tone more authoritative. She sighed and stood up from her chair. "You just want me to go get you lunch when I go out." She said and he looked away from her. She knew it, Chifuyu was so transparent. "Same as usual?" She asked and he nodded. (Y/N) sighed moving to grab her coat and gloves. "Is it still snowing out?" She inquired and he was quick to nod. "Yeah, seems to have slowed down a bit but it's still coming down." She quickly buttoned up her coat, aggravated she'd have to go out in the blustery weather outside. "Of course, would be just my luck." She mumbled, pulling on her gloves and walking to the front with him.

Kazutora stood at the register looking absolutely bored. She couldn't blame him, they'd only had one or two customers today so there wasn't much to do aside from stocking products. "Kazutora you gonna want some food?" She asked and his sandy colored eyes flicked over to her. "Uh I guess so, just grab me whatever Chifuyus is getting." (Y/N) nodded and was quick to walk out of the store and into the frigid air letting out an audible groan before the door even closed. "Fuckin hate the cold." She grumbled quickly trudging off to the small restaurant down the road.

Kazutora looked over at Chifuyu with an eyebrow raised. "You really making her go out for our lunch?" He asked and Chifuyu shrugged. "She needed a break anyways." Kazutora shook his head, he and (Y/N) had been friends for a long time. Even before he went to jail the first time. He'd been surprised when he'd gotten out of jail a few weeks ago to find her working with Chifuyu. He was unaware the two knew each other and the thought had made him uncomfortable. Chifuyu was a good guy, sure but also a notorious flirt. From what he'd seen so far the woman had always brushed off his flirting which made him feel a bit better. He'd always felt affectionate toward the small (H/C) woman but he'd never acted on it. He'd wanted to sure, but she deserved someone much better than him. The woman seemed to have noticed his distance, he'd always been physically reserved with her more than most people. It had only become more so after he'd gotten out of jail this time. He'd note the flicker of disappointment in her face when she'd attempt to hug him and he'd take a step back from her attempted embrace. He simply couldn't bring himself to touch her, he was too afraid the blood he had on his hands from his past actions would taint her somehow. He already caught himself staring at her far too much, though she seemed oblivious to this fact. He watched idly out the window waiting to see her small bundled form dashing back to the store from the cold. "So are you ever actually going to make a move on her?" Chifuyu asked suddenly and he looked over at him surprised. "What?" He couldn't have possibly heard him right. Chifuyu quirked the smallest smile. "C'mon I've seen the way you look at her. She might not notice but I do. So what's the problem, worst thing she can say is no." Kazutora merely shook his head, it was a question he couldn't answer. The black haired man simply wouldn't understand. He couldn't possibly. How did he explain that he simply wasn't good enough? Knowing was already bad enough, speaking it aloud would only be more painful. "I don't know what you're talking about." Chifuyu fixed him with a gaze that said yeah sure you don't but thankfully dropped the topic. A minute later (Y/N) was walking down the sidewalk quickly, bag of food in hand. "It's fucking freezing out there." She said as she stepped back into the store. Face flushed from the brisk air outside. "I thought you liked the snow?" Chifuyu inquired and she rolled her eyes. "I like the snow from inside, it's pretty to look at. But going out in it? Fuck that." She was quick to dole out the food and leaned against a wall to begin eating her own. "It's not that bad." Chifuyu said and she gave him a look of annoyance. "No it is. I'm uncoordinated as it is. You add ice to that and I'm basically doomed." She grumbled taking a bite of her food. Kazutora watched the interaction between the two quietly eating his own food. She was cute like this, all layered up and her face a bit flush from the cold. He was quick to shake the thought off, he needed to stop looking at her like this. She was something unattainable, something he wanted desperately but couldn't have.

The work day was blessedly over pretty quickly after that, Chifuyu making the choice to send both her and Kazutora home early and he'd close up. Now (Y/N) and Kazutora walked back to their apartment building, the silence between them was comfortable. She didn't push for conversation and he was unsure what to say. She broke the silence first. "Think Chifuyu will keep the store closed tomorrow if it snows enough?" She asked and he looked over at her, she walked side by side with him though she kept her eyes ahead watching the patches of ice carefully so she wouldn't slip. "Probably not." He answered simply and she sighed. "I can hope, I suppose." She murmured, pulling her scarf a bit tighter around her neck. Of course the second she got her scarf right she slipped, she reached out and snagged Kazutoras jacket trying to catch herself. Though she merely tugged him down with her. "Ow." She grumbled, luckily she'd managed to fall in the snow. It wasn't until she actually refocused that she noted the position she landed in. Kazutoras hands were positioned on either side of her head and his face was merely inches away from hers. Kazutora was absolutely frozen, he hadn't been this close to her before. Her breath ghosted across his face, her lashes starred together by the snow that had stuck to them. He was struck entirely dumb, here he'd been avoiding touching her for the longest time but apparently the universe was conspiring against him. He'd had dreams like this, her under him in a similar manner though the context had been…much more perverse. "Sorry." He apologized and she merely blinked up at him for a moment. "S'okay technically I should be the one apologizing. I did pull you down with me." Her voice was soft, fuck he wanted to kiss her. The thought crossed his mind and as quickly as it had he was standing up, moving away from her. He could have sworn he saw a flash of hurt cross her face and she slowly pulled herself up out of the snow. Dusting off her jacket. "C'mon." He said wanting to get back home as soon as possible. His heart was still racing, he'd been so close to her. The temptation to kiss her had been so strong.

The rest of the walk was made in abject silence, with (Y/N) walking much more carefully. When he brought her to her door she paused with her keys in the lock, he'd only taken a step away from her when she turned to him. "Hey." He turned on his heel and she looked at him with an apprehensive look on her face. He watched her expectantly, she fidgeted a bit uncomfortably. "Did I…did I do something wrong? Or offend you somehow?" Now that was a curious question he stared at her confused. "No, why?" She shifted from foot to foot. She looked almost…scared. "I…I feel like you hate me sometimes. You don't talk to me, I bump into you and you recoil like I burnt you. I just…if I did something wrong or offended you somehow I'm sorry." She was looking at the floor, her hands were bunching up the front of her jacket which she held clasped tightly in her hands. He looked at her, he didn't know what to say here. 'She…thinks I hate her?' the very thought made his heart ache. He moved to close the distance between them and very carefully put his arms around her. Kazutora felt like he was on the verge of cardiac arrest from how hard his heart was pumping. "No, no I don't hate you." He tried to assure her she still wouldn't look at him despite their close proximity. "So why? Why do you act like you do?" He was struggling for words, did he tell her he loved her? Did he just assure that he didn't hate her? He pulled her back keeping a light grip on her shoulders. "I don't hate you. I promise." He tried to assure her and she shook her head. "That doesn't answer my question but it's fine. Don't worry about it. I was stupid to ask." She shook her head and swiped at her face, she wasn't going to cry. Not in front of him especially. He could tell she didn't believe him, fuck she looked like she was going to cry. Before he could even think about it further he kissed her, he practically melted into it. Her lips were soft against his own, a bit cold from their walk home. When he pulled back she was staring at him in surprise. "I like you, I like you a lot. But I shouldn't, I can't. You are good, you are so good, too good for someone like me. I can't-'' she cut him off by kissing him, this time it lasted a bit longer her arms moved to wrap around his neck and she felt her back pressed into her front door. When they pulled apart again his breathing was labored and his heart felt tight. "Who are you to say I'm too good for you? You are good, you've done some bad things absolutely. But I don't care about that." He stared at her entirely bewildered. "How can you say something like that?'' She merely shook her head, her eyes burned into him. God she felt so nice pressed against him like this. "Because Baji was your family, more than your own ever was. You've made so much progress since that all happened. You got better. I can't tell you to not feel guilty over it, I know that's probably never gonna go away. But actions you made when you were in a really bad place don't make you a bad person, Kazutora. We were kids." She reached up to hold his face between her palms, they still felt cool from their walk home. "I'm proud of the person you are right now, and I love you. A lot, so don't even tell me I'm too good. You mean the entire world to me. You understand me?" Her tone was serious but soft at the same time. He was struck speechless by her words. She was proud of him? She loved him? He felt as if this were all some kind of insane dream and he was quick to kiss her again, if this was all some kind of illusion he didn't want it to end. She fell into him easily, her mouth moved against his fluidly and her tongue gently moved with his own. When he pulled back her hands had moved to clutch the chest of his jacket. "You wanna come inside?" She asked and he was quick to nod, still rendered entirely speechless. She moved to unlock her door, keys still sitting in the lock.

Her apartment was near exactly as he'd imagined it, the space was small but warm exactly like her. The second the door was closed he was kissing her again. This time he had enough mental capacity to lightly place his hands around her waist and pull her flush against him. It felt so nice, having her like this. She practically clicked into place. Though when he felt his length stiffen in his pants he pulled back a bit, he didn't want to do too much too soon. Of course she pressed right back against him and the small moan that elicited made his face feel hot. Sure he'd watched a lot of porn but he'd never even kissed someone before now, much less slept with them. Suddenly he was anxious again. He pulled back from her lips and she watched him through half lidded eyes. "So…uhm…do you want to…?" Her face was dusted a light shade of pink. He instantly knew what she meant and it felt like his stomach flipped. "We-we don't have to, if you don't want to. I've also…I've never done…well any of this before." He felt hot, stifling in fact. He couldn't tell if it was from the blush across his face or the desperation for her. "S'fine I haven't really either." Now that took him entirely by surprise. He'd expected her to have at least once or twice before now. "Seriously?" It fell out of his face before he could stop himself and her face turned an even darker shade of pink. "Uh well yeah, I mean…opportunities were there just…never really had much interest in anyone else." It took a second for her words to actually strike him and process in his head. Anyone else…so she was interested in him? This whole time. Fuck he felt like an absolute idiot. Though he'd only been out of jail for a month and before that…well he only would've fucked things up before. That was all he needed to hear, he kissed her again. This time it was more desperate, more needing. He wanted her, desperately. He'd wanted this forever, it had just taken him a while to actually realize that.

They quickly found themselves in her bed, mouths still pressed together tightly, his hands quick to move over her body. In an attempt to memorize every single curve and plane of her. Occasionally she'd let out soft little whimpers at his touch which he was quick to take note of, her neck seemed particularly sensitive. He pulled back from her again, both of them breathing somewhat heavily now. To actually see her stripped down to nothing but her underwear was something he tried to burn into his memory, she was always beautiful but this was something else entirely. Ever so carefully his fingers moved to tug at the hem of her underwear, she was quick to lift her hips and allow him to pull them off.

While he had not one single clue what he was doing he was damn well going to figure it out. He was quick to remove his own boxers and place himself between her parted legs. Before she could try and ask what he was doing his fingers ever so carefully spread apart her folds. She was already wet just from having kissed him.

“T-Tora" she moaned and that was all he needed, he wanted more gone was any trace of his previous anxieties as he very carefully slipped a finger into her slut swirling around her plush walls. The familiar ache once again grew in his cock. Kazutora carefully did his best to stretch her out slowly. She was tight, ridiculously tight. He had every intention to take this as slowly as he needed to, despite his desperate desire to fuck her into the mattress until she was absolutely dumb for him. He pressed testingly around the warm wetness of her. Eventually inserting a second finger which caused a small sharp intake of breath. He moved to kiss her gently, a small nonverbal reassurance that he was going to take care of her. His lips didn't leave hers when he slowly began working her walls with the two fingers planted inside of her and small soft whimpers pulled themselves from her mouth and into his own. He continued gently pressing against the spot he'd found and kept her making the soft noises that he found her rather enjoyed.

After a few minutes of gently pressing and stretching he retracted his fingers from her. He pulled back from her lips as he carefully lined himself up with her entrance. His cock was throbbing with anticipation and he knew it was gonna be hard to go slowly. "If it hurts at all I'll stop ok? Just make sure you tell me. Promise I'll go slow." He assured her softly and she nodded. "I'll tell you if it does. I trust you Tora so I think I'll be fine." Fuck that sent his heart to fluttering and he carefully pressed the tip into her. She bit her lip a bit and he stopped once he had the tip fully inside. Fuck she was even tighter on his cock, the warmth felt amazing. He stopped for a second and noticed her hands were squeezing the blankets slightly. He was quick to reach down and pluck them off the blankets, taking on at a time and raising them to a comfortable level and interlacing his fingers with her own. He gave a small squeeze to one of them before pressing in a bit further.

She inhaled through gritted teeth with a wince, a whimper passing through them. She felt far fuller than she should have only halfway having him inside. Even through the stretching ache she watched him carefully, she could see that going so slowly was painful for him, almost as much as it was for her. Though presumably for a much different reason. He remained entirely still and she couldn't tell if the small pulse she felt in her groin was from her or him. This was painfully slow.

His jaw was clenched and his sandy colored eyes passed over her in appraisal and took in (Y/N)s own expression, she could see the panic in his face. “fuck…I’m hurting you.” His voice was strained but the distress was evident between staggered breaths, She could tell he was about to pull out, put a stop to the whole thing, for fear of hurting her.

She took the decision out of his hands entirely. She didn't want him to stop; she wanted to finish what they had started. What, if she was being honest with herself, she'd been waiting for since they were teenagers. Her body moved on its own, leg wrapping around him a “no” trembling from her lips was all she could manage as she pressed herself flush against him.

The pain was hot and nearly blinding, she felt tears prick the corners of her eyes, and she grit her teeth at the feeling of being filled to capacity. At least now it was over he was in her fully and there was no longer only pain as her reward for having him there. Feeling him pressed against a particularly sensitive spot that practically caused her eyes to roll back.

A loud, groan slipped from behind Kazutoras clenched jaw. He was entirely still and panting, eyelids tightly shut. She was tight, she was so fucking tight. His cock throbbed harder than it had been. In all the fantasies he'd had of her he'd never imagined it to be like this. She gripped the hands still laced into her own tightly. His head fell forward, lips pressing against her own softly. He pulled back and looked down at the woman beneath him. She rocked her hips ever so lightly against him. Feeling him press into the soft plushy spot that made the growing coil in her guts tighten. "You really want th-this that bad?" He asked the slightest stutter so his words. He wanted to be fucking her but still he held himself back. A part of him was in disbelief over her actions. Though another part of him knew the small woman had always been stubborn and bullheaded. "Mhm, need it, need you. A lot " she managed to choke out, as if his cock buried to the hilt inside of her was crushing her ability to speak.

He still gave it a moment, he wanted to pace himself at least moderately. While they'd passed the part that would be painful he already felt as though he might bust. He wasn't ready for that just yet, he was going to savor every single second of this he had. He started his thrusts slowly, building up to a rhythm. The soft little whimpers that came bubbling from her mouth were no longer ones of pain, for which he was grateful. He desperately wanted to slam into her. But instead he leaned down to catch her mouth with his own as he continued pulling in and out of her tight hole as gently as he could bring himself to. He quickly found though that it was just too much. Having her moaning, her walls fluttering around him and her lips pressed against his. In spite of his previous thoughts he found himself snapping his hips into her, the tip of his cock kissing her cervix and making both of them cry out. "fuck i’m sorry, i’m so fucking sorry, fuck can't stop. S'good, so good.” he whimpered into her lips. "S'okay ha-ah mmm-more Tora, please." She managed to squeak out between moans compressed from her every time he bottomed her out. That coil in her guts tightening by the second with his thrusts.

He’s filling her up with his cum before he realizes it and she's mewling out having been pushed into her own orgasm. Kazutora finds he still can't stop, despite the overwhelming sensitivity of his cock. He needs her, as much as he can possibly get. Make up for years and years worth of lost time.

The two of them are a mess a passionate kisses, moans, cries, and limbs entangled in each other. He kisses and bites at the soft skin of her neck, his hands grip hers firmly and press them into the bed. 'It's just too good.' Neither of them had stood a chance once they'd hit their rhythm together. Having been quietly wanting to be with the other for so long. The desperation in every moment was glaringly apparent.

Their blissful moans and whines melded into each other. Continuously fucking each other into orgasm which seemed to come harder with each one that passed. "I love you, I love you ah T-tora~" the words are cried out desperately from swollen pink lips as he fucked himself into her more. He can hardly form words between his own moans but he manages. "I-I love you, s'mine, all mine." the words rolled off his tongue so easily. He loved her for a long time, far longer than he ever even realized. Now that he had her he was never intending to let go. Though judging by her reaction he doubted she would mind. He would do absolutely anything for her as long as she loved him, crying out his name and only his. There was a strong feeling of satisfaction knowing that no one had ever had her before him. That no one had or ever would see the cute faces she was making. They were his, she was his.

He fucked another load into her and her hands squeezed his as he slowly rode her through her own orgasm. Her walls milked him for all that he had despite already being stuffed full of his cum. Once they'd finished Kazutora slowly withdrew himself from her warm and now thoroughly stuffed pussy. He had a small feeling of satisfaction as a bit of their mixed juices dribbled out of her and onto the bed. Stained the littlest bit pink from having broken her hymen.

This was probably the best he'd ever felt in his life, he was on cloud nine as he laid next to her and pulled her into him. Neither of them even bothered with the blankets that were covered in sweat from multiple rounds merely curling up into the other, as close as they could possibly get. Somehow it still didn't feel quite close enough but it would have to suffice. He closed his eyes and breathed her in, the usual smell of her commingled with the smell of sex. Her fingers ever so softly moved to trace the lines of his tattoo. A small shiver worked its way up his spine at the motions. "I love you." She murmured tiredly and he was quick to press a kiss onto her forehead. "I love you too." He mumbled, it felt so right to say and he found himself amazed that he hadn't blurted it out in the years they'd known each other.

In this moment both of them found themselves glad they'd given into their desperation for the other. Both quickly drifted off to sleep entwined in the others embrace.

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benkeibear · 9 months

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✦ʚ𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧-𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲ɞ✦

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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⋆꙳✧༄ Week 1

❖ Gagging | Nanami | Jujutsu Kaisen

❖ Knotting | Vash | Trigun Stampede *

❖ Tentacles | Mahito | Jujutsu Kaisen

❖ Squirting | Rengoku | Demon Slayer

❖ Praising | Rindou | Tokyo Revengers *

❖ Public Sex | Zoro | One Piece

❖ Breeding | Kenpachi | Bleach

⋆꙳✧༄ Week 2

❖ Voyeurism | Kokonoi | Tokyo Revengers

❖ Body Worship | Kakucho | Tokyo Revengers

❖ Pegging | Yuuji/Sukuna | Jujutsu Kaisen *

❖ Blood Play | Toga | My Hero Academia

❖ Marking | Hanma | Tokyo Revengers

❖ Electrostimulation | Denki | My Hero Academia

❖ Threesome | Geto/Gojo | Jujutsu Kaisen

⋆꙳✧༄ Week 3

❖ Mutual Masturbation | Shikamaru | Naruto

❖ Thigh Fucking | Isagi | Blue Lock *

❖ Humiliation | Toji | Jujutsu Kaisen

❖ Roleplay | Hawks | My Hero Academia *

❖ Size Kink | Gyomei | Demon Slayer

❖ Edging | Sanji | One piece *

❖ Impact Play | Barou | Blue Lock

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❖ Daddy Kink | Draken | Tokyo Revengers

❖ Degradation | Ran | Tokyo Revengers

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❖ Toys | Izana | Tokyo Revengers

❖ Cunnilingus | Deidara | Naruto

❖ Facesitting | Yuzuha | Tokyo Revengers

❖ Cockwarming | Taiju | Tokyo Revengers

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yuuuhiii · 2 months

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reacting to marks you left

includes: tr boys reacting to marks you left the morning after your guys spicy time:3, 800 words, suggestive!, fluff, crack

𓂃 ken𝜗𝜚

Ken groans slapping his alarm off. He always hated Mondays, having to leave his warm bed with you in his warm embrace. With a little stretch, he glances down at you, softly smiling at his shirt draped over your sleeping form. He leans down and places a kiss on your head, causing you to stir. He leaves for the restroom and you’re stretching under the sheets. “Holy shit.” He says from the restroom. You rest on your elbows, still drowsy. “What happened.” You croak and you can hear him exiting the restroom. “You did a number on me.” He smirks, not fully putting on his shirt, the hickies you’ve sucked on his skin on full display. “Kenny!” You groan, falling against your sheets and covering your eyes. He laughs, walking over to you and prying your hands away. “Inupi and Shin are gonna ask about these, what should I say?” He teases and you groan again, sliding off the bed. “I’m gonna go cook breakfast, you meanie.” You stick your tongue out and he lands a playful smack to your ass. “I love you!” He yells as he returns to getting ready.

𓂃 takashi𝜗𝜚

The sunlight crept through the cracks of space through the curtains. Casting a soft glow on you and your lover. Takashi sighs, his eyes slowly adjusting to the now lit up room. He glances at you groggily and a huge smile is already etching on his face. You shift against his chest, your eyes slowly meeting his. “Morning beautiful.” He smiles, massaging his hand through your hair, almost making you purr. “Good morning.” You mumble trying to wiggle your way back to sleep into his bare chest. He smiles softly at you, pecking your forehead. “Woah.” He hears you say and glances down. “What?” He questions and you giggle to yourself. “Your neck is all marked up.” He looks confused for a moment but moves to grab his phone, swiping to the camera app. His eyes widen at the deep purple marks. “You got carried away didn’t you?” He tries to tease but you place kisses on his neck. “I can’t help myself around you.” He freezes and a blush litters his ears and neck. You laugh at his reaction and he smiles, holding you tighter against him. “I’ll give you some so we can match.” He says seductively and you squeal as he traps you underneath him.

𓂃 chifuyu𝜗𝜚

As you wake up, you realize the bed is cold and there’s no dip next to you. You immediately pout when you slap your hand around and don’t feel your boyfriend. “Fuyu!” You yell and he lets you know he’s in the restroom. You stumble towards him and he’s staring at himself in the mirror when you wrap your arms along his midsection. “Baji and Kazutora are for sure gonna say shit about this.” You feel Chifuyu heat up and you glance at the mirror. Several bites littered across his neck and chest. You blush as well. “Shit baby I’m sorry.” You pout and he smiles turning around and wrapping his hands around you. “I never said it was a problem. They’ll just say stuff like ‘Wow fuyu isn’t a virgin anymore!’ ” He says with a roll of his eyes and you laugh. “What I look like a virgin?” He raises his brows and you playfully nod. “Babe!” He whined and you erupt in laughter once again. “You just like degrading me you sadist.” “What! Who said that?!” Your voices ring out through the bathroom as you help him get ready for the day.

𓂃 keisuke𝜗𝜚

“Babe! Wake up!” You’re shaken awake by your boyfriend. His brows are furrowed as his silk-black hair frames his face. “What Kei?” You groan trying to swat his face away. “Ya need a cover these up. I gotta get to work.” He huffs, crossing his arms. He pulls down his untamed collar, giving you a full view of his neck. Bites and marks scattered on his collarbone and neck. “Why?” You sit up already feeling grumpy. “Why? Because I don’t want the guys asking what the hell this is.” He says and you roll your eyes, getting up. You grab his collar folding it and buttoning his shirt. “Maybe that girl will stop hitting on you if she sees them.” You pout and he smiles, his fangs peaking out. “Aw, ya know I don’t give a fuck about her.” He pecks your jaw, pulling you on his lap. “You better not!” You raise your brows and he turns your face towards him. He kisses you gently, a soft smile on both of your lips. “No concealer?” You whisper and he laughs. “No concealer.” With another peck, you pull away and watch your boyfriend get ready for work at the pet shop. Later that day he informs you that when that girl had come in she seemed annoyed at the marks that were plastered on your boyfriend’s neck.

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rae-writes · 2 years

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virgin? not anymore. / nsfw; afab!aligned (but not explicitly stated)

“You look so pretty, finally trapped against me. What’s the matter? Your face is flushing, baby. Am I making you nervo-”

“God, fuck, just fuck me already! ‘Ve been wanting you for so fucking long, stop making me wait! I want it, wan’ it s’bad, give it to me. Please.”

It was a blur, fast and rushed, but fuck did it feel good. Your bodies were crammed into the small space- janitors closet, bathroom stall, dark corner of an alleyway - that didn’t matter. All that mattered was getting inside you— feeling you. He’d go slower later, make love to you in the confines of his bedroom, he decided. But for now, fuck, for now he needed you and his head was spinning because you wanted him just as bad. Your hands were clutching and gripping any part of his body you could, nails digging bright red lines in the skin that made his stomach churn pleasantly. You were loud. Moans and whimpers and slurred cries of please and faster and love you, y’r s’fuckin good t’me. His body trembled at the last one, hips fucking into you faster and faster until his legs felt like they were about to give out. His cum dripped out onto the floor, making him growl and shove it back in, and it was only then he noticed the slight red tint of the slick coating your skin.

“I- oh god, you were a virgin?! I was so rough with you! W-why didn’t you tell me?! Do you feel okay? Does it hurt?”

“Feel good. Feels s’good. M’so full of y’r cum…want more. Pretty please?”

“Fuck. Anything for you. I’ll take care of you. Promise.”

MITSUYA, Kazutora, Rindou, Megumi, Geto, HIMURO, Akashi, Kise, Akaashi, Kageyama, SUNA, Kuroo, Iwaizumi, Ranpo, CHUUYA

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kokoch4n3l · 3 months

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DEAD GIRL'S BEACH࿐ྂ "just givin' the same care you gave me, bunny. so whatcha' crying 'bout?"

(KUROKAWA IZANA x f!oc x SANO MANJIRO)

summary: she is a newly graduated psychiatrist and unfortunately, very broke. she gets a job at Sunshine Grove Psychiatric Hospital and catches the attention of a very dangerous patient who likes to hold grudges, even against those who are oblivious of their actions...

pairings: izana x f!oc, chifuyu x f!oc(one-sided), mikey x f!oc

warnings: DARK CONTENT, violence, toxic behaviour, possessiveness, gang violence, criminal activities, drug and alcohol use, mentions of prostitution, non-con elements, non-con drugging, drugged sex, drug addiction, overdose, drug withdrawals, withdrawal symptoms, near-death experiences, extreme violence, past child neglect/abuse, betrayal, misogyny, murder, strangulation, inaccurate depictions of psychiatric hospitals and medical treatment/conditions, stockholm syndrome, emotional incest, polyamory, torture, age gap(9, 6, 5 years), masochism, sadism, voyeurism, hard kinks, piv, smut, psychological horror, power imbalance, torture, waterboarding, fear play, major and minor character deaths, UNHAPPY ENDING,(MORE TO BE ADDED)

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moodboard | headcanons & character info

ONE — mr kurokawa

chapter summary: enter Kaneko Maya, a newly graduated psychiatrist with a shit load of student debt racked up and her scary but hot patient from 4th floor, Kurokawa Izana.

cw: unrequited love, inaccurate depictions of psychiatric hospitals, usage of drugs, mentions of gang violence, mentions of pedophiles, mentions of suicide, mentions of addiction, mentions of alcohol, f!oc with absolutely zero self-preservation skill

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TWO — beachy dreams

chapter summary: Maya finds herself at Chifuyu's place with his rowdy friends before hitting the club and she's drawn into flirtatious exchanges with a mysterious club owner. Tensions arise when a revelation links Maya's work to her social circle. Izana gives her an intriguing invitation.

cw: mentions of body image, clubbing, alcohol use, intoxication, mentions/implications of forced prostitution, mentions of gang violence, inaccurate depictions of psychiatric hospitals, f!oc with zero self-preservation skills

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THREE — iv bags and daffodils

chapter summary: Maya faces a moral dilemma, trying to pick between her livelihood and ethics all while under the watchful eye of the hospital director and her patient, Kurokawa Izana.

cw: inaccurate depictions of psychiatric hospitals, mentions of alcohol, mentions of depression, drug use, allusions to sex, abuse of authority, power imbalance, unethical use of drugs, mentions of alcohol, mentions of rape, mentions of murder

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FOUR — drunk walk home

chapter summary: Amidst the emotional turmoil of guilt due to her job and Izana's treatment, Maya is left to grapple with the harsh reality of unreciprocated love after spending the night at Kazutora and Chifuyu's place.

cw: alcohol use, intoxication, insensitive comments, (badly written)sexual content, (kinda consensual)drunk sex, penis-in-vagina sex, implied multiple rounds, loss of virginity

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FIVE — little bunny

chapter summary: with the apparent lack of staff at the hospital, Maya has no choice but to clock in despite her begging for a day off and goes through an unforgettable night. good thing she's wearing running shoes.

cw: minor character death, suicide ideation, self-loathing, mentions of vomiting, corruption, exploitation, death threats, murder, torture, blood, gore, non-con drugging, unethical use of drugs, use of weapons, noncon/rape(not mc), noncon touching, mentions/implications of forced prostitution, inaccurate depictions of psychiatric hospitals, f!oc with zero self preservation skills

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SIX — the beach house

chapter summary: willing or unwillingly, Maya takes up Izana's invitation and he shows her just what he was feeling the past two months he was admitted into sunshine grove.

cw: DARK CONTENT 18+, abduction, murder, chase scene, noncon drugging, blood and gore, vomiting, physical abuse, slapping, death threats, waterboarding, torture, drowning, near-death experience, dehumanization, objectification, noncon touching, enabler!shion, psycho!izana, PTSD(post traumatic stress disorder), panic attacks, making out

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SEVEN — the sano family

chapter summary: Maya learns the shocking truth and the tragic life of the Sano Family, all while Chifuyu and Naoto search for answers.

cw: MANGA/ANIME SPOILERS, bribery, noncon drugging, mentions of different torture methods, past waterboarding, vomiting, murder, mommy issues, implied child abuse/neglect, cheating, dehumanization, dubcon, noncon, coercion, choking, thigh riding, humiliation, making out

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EIGHT — open water

chapter summary: After a phone call with Chifuyu, Mikey and Maya begin to drift closer like two boats caught in a storm and Izana watches with great interest, getting ready to crash down on both of them when the time is right.

cw: dark content 18+, corruption, bribery, implied/referenced prostitution, wet dreams, masturbation(m), jerking off, narcissist!manjiro, mention of past waterboarding, torture, noncon drugging, dehumanization, (slight)humiliation, hand kink, finger sucking, murder, dom/sub undertones, making out, soft dom!manjiro, praise kink, fingering(f receiving), overstimulation, biting, hickeys, multiple orgasms, cunnilingus, slightly unrealistic sex, smut, p in v sex, vaginal penetration, dacryphilia, creampie, unprotected sex, aftercare, brief mention of Korean + Japanese history, gang activity, mention of suicide

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NINE — spider

chapter summary: with a drug deal gone awry, and multiple drug rings raided, Izana decides that he and Mikey need to blow off steam.

cw: dark content 18+, unreliable narrator!maya, stockholm syndrome mentions of suicide, depiction of corpses, blood and gore, character death, funerals, murder, mentions of drugs, police raid, use of weapons, corruption, bribery, mentions of suicide, implied memory loss, implied dissociation, torture, forced drugging, withdrawal symptoms, addiction, vomiting, power imbalance, dehumanization, humiliation, drugged sex, MAJOR dubcon, noncon(tagging this just in case), no prep, unprotected sex, p in v sex, extortion, hickeys, bondage, ruined orgasm, voyeurism, drug use/misuse, fingering, threesome(kinda), making out, unsafe sex, temperature play, waxplay, dacryphilia, sadomasochism, creampie, aftercare, first-degree burns

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TEN — i don’t smoke

chapter summary: Kakucho forces Maya to face the reality of her situation and Izana reveals some not so nice things to her

cw: DARK CONTENT 18+, unreliable narrator!Maya, vomiting, drug use/misuse, withdrawal symptoms, possibly inaccurate depiction of at-home withdrawal care/survival, first-degree burns, depictions of injuries and burns, blood and gore, hickeys, bite marks, kissing, thoughts of self-harm, emotional manipulation, slight infantilization, betrayal, dehumanization, depiction of corpses, mention of suicide, MAJOR noncon(not detailed), noncon to dubcon, allusions to sex, unprotected sex, forced orgasm, coercion, implied creampie, memory loss, dissociation, past torture, past waterboarding

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ELEVEN — what was i made for?

chapter summary: Izana gets carried away and Kakucho and Maya do damage control, bringing them right back to the start.

cw: dark content 18+, character death, depiction of corpses, corruption, slight religious themes, suicide mention, suicide attempt, suicide ideation, self-loathing, slight hanagaki takemichi slander, scarring, bite marks, implied relapse, drug use/misuse, mentioned drug addiction, withdrawal symptoms for unnamed drug, possibly unrealistic/inaccurate withdrawal care, possessive!izana, betrayal, mentions of past torture methods(noncon drugging, waterboarding, noncon, noncon waxplay, first degree burns), emotional manipulation, mental health issues, MAJOR dubcon, unprotected sex, no prep, piv, making out, nipple play, hair pulling(m), multiple orgasms, tummy bulge, creampie, implied cockwarming, implied dissociation, aftercare, possessive!manjiro, noncon, mirror sex, coercion, forced orgasms, hair pulling(f)

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TWELVE — his dead girl’s beach

chapter summary: Mikey thinks about the past while Maya tries to remember what she missed. Izana helps Kisaki choose an engagement ring.

cw: dark content 18+, self-loathing, mental health issues, mentions of scars, mentions of burns, drug addictions, drug use/misuse, withdrawal mentions, mental breakdowns, emotional manipulation, stockholm syndrome, past noncon, infantilization, possessiveness, emotional incest, mommy issues, dehumanization, oral sex(f receiving), cunnilingus, fingering, implied multiple orgasms, slight hair pulling(m receiving), praise kink, dacryphilia, dom/sub undertones, overstimulation, aftercare, slight ooc!Kisaki, draken & og toman slander, mental health issues, depression, vomiting, toxic and unhealthy relationships, implied emotional abuse, past character death, past picture taking, implied voyeurism, scars, memory loss, kissing, smut, handjob, piv, no prep, dissociation, creampie, use of guns, blood and gore, depiction of corpses, major character death

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THIRTEEN — can’t catch me now

chapter summary: Mikey goes to the Philippines, leaving a trail of bodies behind him. Takemichi returns to the future. Maya keeps her promise to Izana.

cw: dark content 18+, manga and anime spoilers, multiple character deaths, murder, guns, use of weapons, stabbing, mentions of suicide, blood and gore, depiction of corpses, scars, torture, depiction of wounds, unhealthy attachments, toxic and unhealthy relationships, vomiting, suggestive themes, mental health issues, depression, dark impulses, emotional manipulation, blackmail, corruption, bribery, torture, allusions to sex, suggestive themes, dehumanization, toman + draken slander, slight grandpa sano slander, non-linear narrative in one part, slight emotion incest, funerals, grieving

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BONUS — sugar bunny

chapter summary: how Maya's first day on the job would have gone if she had been nosy or, Izana and his sugar baby bunny

cw:

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BONUS — we can't be friends(wait for your love)

chapter summary: in another life, another timeline, Mikey and Maya's first meeting goes a little differently

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notes: cross-posted on my wattpad and it will be updated there before on here. I DO NOT condone any of these behaviours or any crimes committed in this fic. This is purely for my own entertainment. Please read all the warnings before each chapter.

All medical terminology is inaccurate and inconsistent as I know nothing about psychiatric hospitals. However, this is a fanfiction so I will write the way that fits the plot the best.

Takes place during the Manila Future Timeline with bad Toman. This fic is simply my take on what happened during that timeline and it will include many canon aspects from the Tokyo Revengers manga/anime.

I CAN NOT write [y/n] fics to save my life so the oc has a name. If you do not like that, then do not read, simple as that.

Enjoy! Asks, reblogs and comments are highly appreciated. It gives me the motivation to continue writing.

this work belongs to me. do not copy or steal my work and do not use my work in any AI or chatgpt program. I also do not want any republishing or binding of my work

banners all done by myself

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buccini555 · 9 months

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𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐬: 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞?

⎘ You asking to have your first time with them...

⌂ H e a d c a n o n s!

⌕ 𝑭𝒕. Kazutora Hanemiya, Baji Keisuke, Chifuyu Matsuno, Inui Seishu, Kokonoi Hajime, Hakkai Shiba, Mitsuya Takashi and Ken Ryuguji

tw! subjective mentions and words, nothing explicit, I think?

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭.𝟏 | 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭.𝟐 ♡ | 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭.𝟑

𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚

Kazutora would definitely love to fulfill your wish and be your first

You wanted to confess to Kazutora for a while, when the right moment came, you told him you wanted him to be your first.

As soon as Kazutora heard about your wish, he became immediately excited, agreeing to fulfill your request without thinking too much.

"I'll be your one and only, I know you'll never forget this night, baby." He would say, before starting the act, Kazutora would definitely take care of the preliminaries, making you even more sure that you made the right choice for your first time, to a certain extent, he would be careful and take it easy, but then, Kazutora wouldn't feel sorry for you, he would do absolutely everything to give you as much pleasure as possible, you would certainly never forget that special night.

𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞

Baji never hid how much he wanted you, when you made his request, he accepted without a second thought

When Keisuke found out that you wanted to give him your virginity, he couldn't hide how happy he was, you could tell by the way he held himself.

"I want this moment to be special, I love you and I will make sure you have the best night of your life." He said, Baji would try to go against your instincts and at first he would be totally loving and gentle, but when you were finally ready, he would make you moan loud enough for other people to hear, Baji would never hurt you, he would definitely make you feel better and better until the act comes to an end.

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨

Chifuyu would never take no for an answer, despite his delicate face, the boy wasn't innocent at all

As the kisses and touches between you grew more intense, you took courage to finally express your deepest desire.

"I-I, I want you to be my first time, Fuyu." You said, Chifuyu was silent for a brief moment and you could see his eyes twinkle, then he accepted.

"You are the love of my life..." Chifuyu was careful throughout the act, making you feel even happier with your choice, the way he touched you made that night the best.

𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮

For some reason, Inui knew you were going to ask him to be your first, so he had been preparing for a while

When you felt ready, you finally confessed to Inupi that you wanted to give yourself to him, when you finished your speech, Inui looked at you with a small smile and gave you a passionate kiss.

"Thank you, I really feel special to be your first, I want to give you the first time you deserve, so just know that I'll try to be kind!" He would be very sweet, truly loving and caring, all the while, Inui would worry about your well being and ask you if you were comfortable, plus he would take care of you before and after the act, making you feel loved like never before. "I hope you know how happy I am about that, hmm? Love me exactly the way you always do."

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

Kokonoi would definitely accept your proposal right away, knowing that you wanted him to the point of wanting to give yourself to him really messed with his self esteem

When you made the decision to tell Kokonoi that you wanted to have him as your first time, Kokonoi couldn't hide how excited he was at the idea, although he was always respectful, he couldn't wait to touch you more intimately.

"You won't regret it, I'm glad you chose me!" He would say with a smile on his face "Oh, don't worry, I don't mean to hurt you, my love." Koko would be kind, it would feel so good you'd just forget you'd never done this before, he really would make your choice worthwhile from start to finish.

𝐇𝐚𝐤𝐤𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚

Hakkai became extremely shy, even though he was nervous by your request, he couldn't deny it

When you realized that you had finally worked up the courage, you didn't hesitate to tell Hakkai that you wanted him to be your first.

"H-hakkai? Promise you won't get nervous? But... I need to tell you that I want to lose my virginity to you." You said in the middle of some kisses, as soon as Hakkai heard your speech, he was completely blushing and for a moment he didn't know what to do, but, he wouldn't deny it, quite the contrary, he would insist on being your first.

"I'm afraid of hurting you..." He would say, despite being afraid of hurting you in the act, he tried to be gentle and careful, Hakkai was aware of his "size", so he tried to remain as calm as possible.

𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

Mitsuya would feel extremely privileged that you would want to have your first time with him

It didn't take long for you to express your desire to Mitsuya, on one of your visits to his home, you ended up confessing to the tallest.

Mitsuya accepted your request without thinking twice, he loves you and he couldn't hide the desire he felt for you and knowing that he would be your first, made him very excited.

"My love, it will be an honor for me, I will be careful and make your choice count!" Mitsuya said, he would try to be as romantic as possible, being affectionate and careful not to hurt you, despite that, he would not fail to satisfy you with as much pleasure as you could feel.

𝐊𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐣𝐢

For a moment, he was taken aback by your request, but, he wouldn't resist you

You were alone in your room, it's been a while since you wanted to ask Draken to be your first, for that reason, you took courage and ended up saying.

"I want you to be my first Ken." In a nutshell, you've proposed, he looks at you apprehensively for a moment, but he can't deny that the fact that you want him to be your first time has turned him on.

"I hope you are sure what you want to do, I give you my word that I will make every second count." He said after listening to you, Draken would definitely be careful and worry about you during the act, he would ask if you're feeling good or if the speed is good for you.

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kazutora-kurokawa · 3 months

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♡ About Me ♡

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Headcanons

Toman

Tenjiku

Bonten

Black Dragons

Valhalla

Valhalla!Hanma x Rival Gang Member!Reader (NSFW)

Multiple Characters *stuff with characters that belong to different gangs*

Full Fics/Mini Fics

Multiple Characters

Me U & Hennessy (NSFW)

It Wasn't Me! (SFW)

TokRev x Reader: Risky Sex (NSFW)

Beat Me To It: Mitsuya Finds Out Hakkai Lost His V-card (SFW+suggestive)

Good Cop, Bad Cop: Mikey x Sensitive!Reader x Takemichi (NSFW)

HanKisa x Reader: On Camera (NSFW)

TakeMikey x Reader (SFW)

HanKisa x Reader: Ferris Wheel Fuck (SFW->NSFW)

Needy!TokRev x Coworker!Reader (NSFW)

Kazutora

Post Prison!Kazutora (NSFW)

Kazutora x Reader: Thought We Was Tied (SFW+angst)

Mikey

Cheater!Bonten Mikey (NSFW)

Masturfesting w/ Mikey (NSFW)

Draken

Mechanic!Draken x Cheater!Reader (NSFW)

Sanzu

Savior!Bonten!Sanzu (SFW)

Bonten!Sanzu x Reader: Waking Up To You (SFW+suggestive)

Kisaki

Soft!Kisaki x Motormouth!Reader (SFW)

Takemichi

Dom!Takemichi x Brat!Reader (NSFW)

Taiju

Submissive!Taiju (NSFW)

Protective!Taiju x Naive!Bratty!Reader (SFW->NSFW->SFW)

Izana

Izana x Gang Member's Sister!Reader (SFW)

Baji

Simon Says, Fuck Me (NSFW)

Rockstar!Baji Kissing Fan!Reader (SFW+suggestive)

Cheater!Baji x Reader (SFW+angst)

Hanma

Sub!Hanma x Reader: Cumming From Degradation (NSFW)

Random Stuff *things that aren't necessarily full headcanons or full fics*

Take me Out (SFW)

Boobs or Butt? (SFW)

Mommy Kink Draken? (NSFW)

Hanma x Chubby!Reader (SFW)

Pegging Hanma? (NSFW)

Hanma grabbing your waist (SFW)

Hanma Rant (NSFW)

Ran Rant (NSFW)

Kazutora Thirst (NSFW)

Kazutora Thirst 2 (NSFW)

Hanma is an ass man (NSFW)

TokRev x Hispanic!Reader (SFW+NSFW)

Slight Baji Thirst (NSFW)

Rindou x Reader x Shion thirst (NSFW)

Headcanons

Armin

Armin Relationship Headcanons (SFW+NSFW)

Eren

Toxic!Dom!Eren Headcanons (SFW+NSFW)

Multiple Characters

When their partner apologizes for talking too much (SFW)

Headcanons

Choso

Virgin!Choso Headcanons (NSFW)

Multiple Characters

JJK Men When They Catch You Masturbating (NSFW)

JJK x Clingy!Bimbo!Reader (SFW+slight NSFW)

Full Fics/Short Fics

Nanami

Nanami Going Down On You (NSFW)

*Random Drabbles are usually multi-fandom/have multiple characters named

Random Thoughts 1 (NSFW)

Random Thoughts 2 (NSFW)

Random Thoughts 3 (NSFW)

Random Thoughts 4 (NSFW)

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xeniray · 2 years

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SCREAM & CRY !

synopsis - tr boys who not scared of being vocal during sex.

warnings - twitter links. visuals. sub / dom!f!readers . sub/dom!tr boys , creampie , cervix kissin’ . marking (??) .mention of porno . use / mention of toys . edgin . ( m ) oral . mention to of bondage ( ?? ) .sweet ol’ lovin’ . degradation & praise ( ? ) . use of ‘ pretty, baby , love & bitch ’

☰ KAZUTORA [ one ] [ two ] [ three ]

talking about a fucking baby. he’s whining for his goddamn life. constantly repeating short things to himself. not like he’s scared or anything he just can’t get his words out, and it embarrasses him.

“ f-feel good..” kazutora muttered as he threw his arm across his face. a rose tint covered his cheeks as he looked to the side trying to hide.

he’s so cute. can't even get his words out properly. he’s embarrassed, ready to crawl in a hole and die at this point.

“ baby i f-feel go-“ being cut off as he bucks his hips up. strings of the sticky substance filling your hole. looking down at him he’s covering his face. can’t believe this. not only he could barely say anything, he came so fast and inside you.

you’re not mad, not one bit. it cute when he’s like this.

☰ HAKKAI [ one ] [ two ] [ three ]

acts all big and bold. telling you that he’ll have you crying and begging for his thick dick all fucking night. he’s a terrible liar by the way…

“cant…take it…anymore….” he’s biting on his lips as he’s pumping his dick in your hole. good, you feel so fucking good. so fucking good. he’s in such a high. head thrown back trying to calm himself down.

but god damn. the way you moan? moaning and crying his fucking name each time he thrust inside you. “ hakkai! oh my- fuck..” god you sound so good. music to his damn ears.

mans so drunk on the feeling of you. the way you look each time you feel his tip kiss your cervix. the way you pull him into a kiss to keep your moans down. the way you’re holding onto him, like it’s for bear fucking life. nails digging in his skin.

“ so pretty… my baby ‘s so pretty”

☰ TAKEMICHI [ one ] [ two ] [ three ]

you make him feel like it’s his virgin days again. where he’s taking his fleshlight to make him feel good. sitting in front of the screen watching some random porno. you make him feel like he’s creating his own dream porno.

“ just like that!” ‘michi mewls as he grips onto the chair arm. you look up at him, fluttering your lashes. taking his dick in your mouth. tongue wrappin' around his flushed tip.

“ w-why stop? ‘mon baby!” his high dies down as he looks down. you get up from your knees walking over to the desk.

“ wanna feel good?” you smile at him as you pull out the cockring along with a vibrator. you watch as he shook his head yes. it's like he just saw the best thing in his life.

right as he was getting up from the seat you pushed him back down. he gave a confused look at your small action. that was till he saw the white rope right beside you.

“ wanna hear you say my name, gonna make you feel so good tonight baby “

☰ DRAKEN [ one ] [ two ] [ three ]

always groaning and whispering sweet nothings in your ear. he’s not the subby type of vocal- don’t get me wrong. he can be, be he’s more of the dom type of vocal.

“ can't stop looking at ya’, so god damn beautiful” draken muttered against your skin as he placed a soft kiss on your shoulder blade. one hand groping your tits as he pumped two fingers in and out of ya.

times like this he loves. your back against his chest, skin touching each other. draken literally goes crazy for moments like this. where you can just lay there while he’s making you feel good.

“ come on love, cum for me” he whispered. feeling your clamp down on his fingers you gripped anything that was close to your side, mouth agape as you moan off your oragasm.

“ wanna go again? i just love the way you look when i treat you.”

☰HANMA [ one ] [ two ] [ three ]

same as draken. always moanin' and groanin’ in your ears like it’s nothing. splurging curses in your ear. he makes sure that you know how good you make him feel.

“ fuckin’ bitch, just like that” he hisses as his palm comes in contact with your skin. he wraps his hand around your throat as he gets close to you. kissing your lips he continues to thrust inside you, pace never stopping.

“ stop looking pretty” he slurs as he pulls away from the kiss. “won't be able to stop at it you look at me like that” it doesn’t even fucking matter. hell, keep going till you literally can't take him anymore. hole filled with his hot seed and all.

panting a bit he pulled out of you. looking down at your pussy he watched as the cum leaked, getting on the sheets. he looked back at you who did a sheepish smile. your high starter to die down as you felt hanma move down. you thought he was getting off the bed, till he grabbed your legs pulling you close to him.

“ i just cant stop, you look to pretty. i just gotta break ya “

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inkykeiji · 7 months

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character: hanemiya kazutora x fem!reader

notes: anon asked for more tora-nii so!!! here he is!!! this ended up being way longer than i intended!!! but enjoy hehe! this is set within the same universe as this piece but works well as a standalone piece and can totally be read on it's own as well!

warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, stepcest/pseudocest (step siblings), rough sex, minimal prep, painful sex, both kazutora and reader are total virgins (unrealistic loss of virginity), dubcon/noncon, the tiniest hint of dacryphilia, cum eating/feeding, super messy kisses

words: 4k

synopsis:

And finally, finally, the stress of the past several years seeps from your pores and leaves you feeling light and floaty, no longer weighing you down now that he’s in your arms, now that he’s free, body gone boneless against him as it melts into his own, fusing, becoming one again, whole again. Your knees nearly give out, bones deliquesced in pure relief, but your big brother is right there to catch you, chuckling a little as he hoists you further up his body, leaning you against his chest and supporting most of your weight. The tears are flowing steadily now, flooding your cheeks in thick, ceaseless streams, whole body shuddering beneath the force of your sobs—a continuous torrent of Tora, Tora, Tora-nii weeped out in violent hiccups. “M’here, m’here, shh, hush now,” he’s telling you as he cradles you to him, rocking your bodies slightly. “Nii-san’s here.”

It’s sunny, the day he’s finally released; a bright blue sky embroidered with thick puffs of cotton, sunbeams filtering through the clouds and bathing everything bright and gold.

You’re leaning against your car as you wait, idly swinging the keyring around your index finger in a nervous jitter, metal tinkering rhythmically.

At long last he’s stepping through that big barred gate, so large it trembles beneath its own weight as it stutters to an open, steel creaking, halting with an ominous clank! as it catches on the latch, echoes mingling with an obnoxious, nasally beep.

It takes him a moment to find your face, gaze sweeping across the unfamiliar location, with wide, unsure eyes, a hint of a frown toying with the corners of his lips.

But then he spots you, and love splits his face wide open, a brilliant smile stretched across his cheeks so wide it must hurt—automatic, instinctual, uncontrollable—topaz irises glittering in the sunshine.

And you swear, you’ll never tire of the way his whole face brightens when he’s in your presence.

Your breath stagnates in your lungs, and for a second everything is still, the moment pregnant with anticipation, your heart mutilating itself against your ribs as it tries to crawl through the gaps.

But then he’s taking off, rubber soles of his sneakers slapping against the warped concrete, barreling into your body a mere instant later, so hard he crushes you between your car and his chest.

It shoves a yelp from your throat, sharp and high, and he only squeezes you harder, fingers digging into your skin as his hands fist in the material of your dress, bunching it up in his palms and tugging.

The hem rides several inches up your thighs, his hips keeping your legs spread, your own arms wound tightly around his shoulders, clinging to him and burying your face in his neck, forehead pressed firmly to the tiger inked into his skin.

Your knees nearly give out, bones deliquesced in pure relief, but your big brother is right there to catch you, chuckling a little as he hoists you further up his body, leaning you against his chest and supporting most of your weight.

The tears are flowing steadily now, flooding your cheeks in thick, ceaseless streams, whole body shuddering beneath the force of your sobs—a continuous torrent of Tora, Tora, Tora-nii weeped out in violent hiccups.

“M’here, m’here, shh, hush now,” he’s telling you as he cradles you to him, rocking your bodies slightly. “Nii-san’s here.”

And although you can hear the tears in his voice, you can feel his cock, half hard and pressed tightly to your hip, throbbing keenly as his honorific spills from your lips.

“Look at me, sweetheart,” he murmurs into the crown of your head, punctuating his demand with a smattering of kisses, planted in your hair.

Pulling back, you gaze up at him with a soft sound of inquiry. He bows his head, pushing his forehead against your own, noses nudging together.

Eyes fluttering shut, his ribs expand into your own as he inhales you—your scent, your breath, your very aura itself—gulps you down and holds you in his lungs, lets you permeate his tissues and fester at his core before he’s surging forward, smashing his lips to yours, tongue breaking past your teeth and shoving the breath back down your throat, now infused with him.

Shock leaves you stupid for a second before your body begins to respond—automatic, instinctual—delicate fingers slipping in the tufts of onyx curling up at the nape of his neck and twirling, wrapping the strands around your knuckles.

Your hands slide further, burying themselves in his hair, palms flattening against the back of his skull and pressing him close, closer, tongue greedily grinding against his own.

And it’s so sick, it’s so messy, mouths slick and sliding with each other’s drool as twin streams of tears cascade down your cheeks to pool in the seams of your lips, seeping through the cracks and staining your tongues with each other’s salt.

It’s so sick, but it’s so good, too, hands pawing and gripping and tugging, the back of your heel arching around his lower calf, because too close is never close enough. Your nails scrape against his scalp and he moans into your mouth, the sound hot and heavy on your tongue, his hips twitching forward, gyrating in uneven little circles.

Rough palms, decorated with cuts and callouses, are slinking up your soft thighs while your lips work, kneading flesh as they crawl beneath your dress, up, up, up until they reach your panties—lace, he can tell, fingertips tracing the trim with surprising delicacy, almost as if he’s committing the webbed pattern to memory, feeling every curve and crisscross of the knit.

His fingertips tiptoe around your body, outlining the hem over your hips, following it all the way back to your ass where they slip beneath the thin fabric and grab, filling his palms with your flesh, nails biting superficial crescents into your bum.

He holds you there, holds you still, pulls you closer to him and forces you to stay stationary as his hips continue rocking, messily humping away at you. He’s panting out loud noises into your mouth in time with the movement of his hips, fragmented by his own breath, mewls that keep smothering your protests as they consume them.

The straining head of his cock bumps against your inner thigh, the coarse material of his pants beginning to chafe your sensitive skin, and he sucks a hiss from your throat, swallows it down greedily and laps at your molars, slathering them in his foamy spit, hunting for more.

It already feels so good, a dull heat beginning to amass deep in the pit of your belly—something that seeps through the floor of your stomach to the apex of your thighs, something that sends sparks and cinders racing through your veins, leaving your blood fizzing in their wake.

But as badly as you want him right here, right now, you know you can’t, the scrutinizing eyes of his discharging prison guard, still standing watch at the mouth of the massive gate, searing into your skin.

“Tora-nii, Tora-nii,” you’re whimpering, and he groans, a deep sound reverberating within his ribcage.

“I know, baby, I know,” And he sounds almost pained, voice hoarse and cracking, hands squeezing your flesh again. “I need you, too.”

“N-Not here,” you mumble against his lips, the words drooping with reluctance.

A sound of annoyance vibrates in his throat, and he shakes his head, pulling back just enough to search your eyes, topaz frantic as it flies across your face.

“I dunno how long I can wait,” he tells you seriously in a low whisper, confession straining beneath urgency, hips still rolling into yours.

“But—But—Ah—”

“Fuck,” he moans brokenly, curse shattered to shards in his throat, splintered and pitchy.

“You—You just got released,” you force the words from your tongue, airy as he licks up the column of your neck, front teeth nipping at your skin. “Let’s not get arrested for public indecency on the same day.”

Another groan rumbles in his chest, this time borne of frustration, and he scrapes together his remaining scraps of self-restraint, stilling his hips.

He has to admit, you have a point.

He hates that you have a point.

Because he genuinely does not know how he’s supposed to survive a twenty-five minute long car ride back to your sweet little apartment.

He almost doesn’t, unable to keep his hands to himself, fingers wandering across your thighs, beneath your dress, hiking the hem up and revealing your panties to him.

They’re cute, he moans, his cock still so hard it’s nearly painful as it throbs and yearns, leaking so much precum that it’s bled through his briefs and his trousers to leave a large, wet patch.

Ever-stubborn and lacking any sort of discipline, his palm wedges its way between your thighs, curious fingers stroking your slit, watching as the silk of those pretty panties dampens, darkens, becomes slick and slippery with your own arousal—the arousal he is causing, creating—eyes glittering with awe, breath exhaled through parted lips in little huffs.

His other palm is busy grinding into his aching cock, his hips rutting up pathetically in his seat, the belt cutting into his flesh through his thin dress shirt. It’s nothing more than teasing, but it doesn’t matter, he can’t help it, he’ll take whatever he can get—whatever he can do to alleviate the scalding pressure building in his gut.

“Tora-nii,” you’re complaining in a sticky squeal when he finally tries to prod your hole, face scrunched up somewhere between aroused and annoyed. “Stop it!”

“Doesn’t feel like y’want me to stop,” he pants out, unable to tear his eyes from the apex of your thighs, groaning as your swollen little clit pulses against his thumb. “You—Y’fucking soaked, sweetheart.”

“Well I—I do—I don’t want to—Nii-san, please!”

“Yeah, yeah, baby,” he mewls, nodding vigorously, eyes swapping almost frenetically between your clothed cunt, now perfectly outlined by the silk molded to your folds, and your face.

“I don’t wanna lose my virginity on the side of the road!” you manage to squeak out in a single breath, shooting him the cutest little look of anger, brows pushed together so tightly it crinkles your forehead.

Alright, alright, he supposes that’s fair, though he’s still unable to keep his hands to himself—that’s asking a little too much, don’t you think? He’s been waiting five and a half years for this.

He stops trying to fuck you, but just barely, making it an entire task to walk up the two short flights of stairs to reach your apartment, latching onto you like a leech as he stains blotches of grey and navy across your jaw, along your neck, over your collarbone.

It’s an insatiability, fingers griping and vying as they yank and knead, the hem of your dress pooling around his wrists as his palms slide up your thighs, fill his grasp with fistfuls of you as fingertips sink into plush flesh, digging bruises deep into the tissues and dimpling the skin. His hips rock against your ass in irresolute little motions, as if they’re unsure of how fast they want to thrust.

“Tora,” your giggling as you fumble with your keys, faint notes of irritation negated by fondness. “I won’t be able to get the door open if you don’t quit it!”

“Sorry, sorry,” he’s mumbling noncommittally, dragging his tongue along the curve of your neck, then over the ridges of your shoulder, outfitting you in his spit.

“You—You don’t sound sorry,” you huff, but there’s a smile on your face.

“Can’t help it,” he whinges, nearly tripping over your ankles as the door finally swings open, the two of you stumbling into your apartment.

He’s got you trapped between his body and the drywall before the door even clicks shut, a thigh wedged between your legs as he grinds his cock against your hip, a continuous stream of whines pouring from his throat into yours.

They vibrate as they spill onto your tongue, warm and buzzing, and you lick at his teeth, giggling a little at the way his hips jerk in response.

“I—I—I—” he’s moaning into your mouth, needy and high, his hands already up your skirt again, index fingers dipping beneath the frilly waistband of your panties and curling. “I can’t, I can’t, I’m gonna—fu-fuck—”

His words disintegrate as those keen little noises eat straight through them, hands almost vicious as they tear through dainty lace, threads and elastics snapping audibly as they tangle around his knuckles.

The material flutters to the floor in a ruined heap of delicacy, both palms already shoved between your thighs as they poke and prod, hungry and hunting.

“T-Tora, no, wait—” you’re breathing out as his fingers clumsily find your hole.

He cuts you off with a ferocious growl, two calloused fingertips pressing into your cunt while the heel of his free palm shoves urgently at the waistband of his pants, managing to push them down his thighs just enough to yank his cock free.

And then he’s tearing you open in one quick, harsh thrust, forcing a sharp yelp from your chest as he buries himself in your cunt.

There isn’t a single moment to get used to the sudden intrusion, cute little hole struggling to take his girth as your skin splits into tiny fissures, fluttering and stretched raw. It fucking stings, sending spears of pain searing through your gut as the head of his cock rams against your cervix, impatient and immediate.

It hurts the entire time, but it’s over pathetically, embarrassingly quickly; only three swift, sharp snaps of his hips before they’re stuttering to a stop with a loud, broken whine, cock throbbing as he fills you with copious amounts of cum—so much cum, too much cum, thick and viscous as it seeps past his cock to drool down your inner thighs and pool in the folds of his balls.

But he doesn’t seem to care that he finishes so briefly; it doesn’t seem to matter to him at all as he drops to his knees and spreads your thighs, plush flesh dipping beneath his grip as he forces them to stay open, joints flexing in a silent warning not to squirm and tongue flattening against your skin as he drags it up, up, up, sopping up a syrupy dribble of cum.

His face is buried in your cunt a mere moment later, groaning a little as his tongue pushes past your abused little hole still weeping little slivers of crimson, copper mixing with the bitter of his seed and creating something sick, something intoxicating, something entirely addictive.

And it’s all so vicious, it’s all so voracious, the way he eats his cum from your cunt as if he’s a starved man, as if he can’t get enough of you, can’t get enough of him within you, tip of his tongue curling, scooping, cupping as he devours you, sucks you clean, obnoxious slurping and smacking echoing throughout your apartment.

He swipes over every dip and crevice, lapping hard and thorough as he collects the substance from your folds hole and beings to hoard it beneath his tongue.

Your nails scrape against his scalp as your knuckles root in inky tufts, and he whines loudly, shoves his face further into your pussy and eats you with such vigour it’s a marvel he can breathe at all.

“Tora-nii, Tora-nii,” you’re chanting out, the name airy on your tongue, responding grunts reverberating against your clit as he grinds his nose against it.

He doesn’t stop until there’s nothing left, until he can no longer taste your blood or his cum, the pungent concoction stored safely within his cheeks.

He looks like a fucking mess, lips and chin gleaming with slick and cum and blood—a shimmery, translucent pink varnishing the lower half of his face—but there’s a wide, toothless smile smeared across his cheeks, those topaz eyes so bright they’re nearly glowing, brimming with exhilaration and love.

Then he’s on his feet, a large hand wreathed around your jaw as he squeezes the hinges and pops your mouth open, tongue unfurling onto your own and shoving a mix of blood and spit and cum down your throat.

It’s fucking filthy, thick threads of cum tangled with his saliva pouring from the corners of your lips while they slip and slide against one another, leaving shining streaks of pearlescent drool, tinged pink with blood, slathered across your jaws. It drips off your chin in slow, sticky drops, drizzling cool and slimy across your bosom.

God, it’s all so much—you cum so much, Tora-nii!—his diligent tongue sweeping your mouth as he deposits the intoxicating mixture, laving over your teeth and dipping into your cheeks, staining your whole mouth with him.

And he doesn’t let up, doesn’t let you jerk away or move a single centimeter until he’s emptied his mouth into your own, until you’ve sucked his tongue fucking clean with tight, puckered lips, until you’ve scraped all the contents from the muscle with your teeth and swallowed every last remnant, notes of salt and copper lingering on your tastebuds.

Impossibly, he’s already hard again, the head of his cock bluntly bumping against your hole, awkward and uncoordinated as he pants out pleads into your mouth.

“Please, please,” he’s whining hotly onto your tongue. “Please, let me fuck you again, I gotta—I’m gonna—I gotta—”

Sharp little keens keep shattering his sentences, his eyes closing tightly as his whole face scrunches in concentration, desperately attempting to quell the crude twitching of his hips.

“Pr-Promise I’ll fuck you properly this time,” he hurls the vow into your mouth, quick and sloppy. “Promise I’ll—I’ll make you cum this time, swear I will, baby, just let me fuck you again!”

Yes, yes, you’re nodding against him, teeth clacking and lips catching on incisors. Yes, please, nii-san.

The two of you barely make it to your bedroom, tripping over each others limbs as you stumble toward the bed and fall onto the mattress in a knotted heap, the balls of your feet shoving at the waistband of his pants, helping him kick them the rest of the way off.

It’s nasty and primal and so fucking intimate, with your knees hooked over his shoulders and ankles linked behind his neck, thighs sandwiched between your chests and foreheads pressed firmly to one another. The tips of your noses nudge as he pounds into you, ruthless and relentless in his pursuit, hard enough to jostle your body up the mattress, hard enough to have the whole bed frame shuddering, brass headboard knocking against the wall.

“Like that, Tora-nii, like that,” you’re breathing, hips rolling up into his, clit catching on his slick pubic bone.

“Y-Yeah?”

“Yeah, yeah,” you gasp out, eyes shut tightly, feet curling around the back of his neck, a pitiful attempt to pull him closer.

“S’good?”

“S’good, s’good, it’s so good,” you’re nodding against him, front teeth chipping his. “Your cock feels so good, Tora-nii!”

A groan rattles his ribs and his hips drive forward harder, rougher, faster, spurred on by your praise, desperate to prove to you that he can make you cum, desperate to make good on his promise.

Because you’re getting close now, he thinks he can tell. He thinks he can see it in the way your eyes keep fluttering shut with each swipe of his pelvis over your clit, with each drag of his cockhead against your cervix; thinks he can hear it in the way you can barely push that cherished nickname from your lips, the sweetest little huffs of Tor-Tor-Tora-nii! breaking on your tongue; thinks he can feel it in the way your thighs keep tightening, body going rigid as your hands grasp and claw, nails gorging themselves on his muscle, yearning for as much of him as physically possible.

“G-Gonna—hah, fuck—gonna cum for your nii-san, sweetheart?”

The question wafts across your face, strings of drool swaying with each of his panted breaths, splattering across your cheeks and cooling instantly.

“Uh—Uh-huh, nii—nii-san,” you mewl out, stammered by the slamming of his hips.

“Look at me, please,” he begs, voice high and broken. “Wanna—Want you to look at me when you cum, look at your big brother.”

And you do, because you’re such a good little sister, eyes springing open, lashes weighted with teardrops.

His own eyes are wet, too, long lashes clumped together in thick little spikes, glittering drops balancing perilously on the points.

Three more pistons of his hips and your cunt is clenching around him with such vigour it’s almost painful, whole body bowing off the bed as sparks zip up your spine, curving each vertebra as they pass.

Slick gushes down his shaft, and it’s so much, it's so messy, coating his thighs in thick, shimmering smears, slippery and sticky and so Goddamn sick as they smack against your ass, the constant slap of skin against skin sharp as it echoes throughout your bedroom.

It’s so intense it whites your vision and wipes your mind, wailing out his honorific like it’s a fucking prayer, over and over and over again.

And Christ, Kazutora swears you’ve never looked or sounded more beautiful than you do cumming all over your big brother’s cock.

It has a loud whine spilling from his throat, topaz eyes wide and fluttering rapidly, desperate to clear the bleary shield of tears lacquering his vision, to burn every little micro-expression that transforms your pretty features into the tissues of his brain, forever.

Because it’s all because of him.

The thought has his hips faltering, falling out of their rhythmic pace and bucking wildly as they chase whatever high you’re currently riding, avid to reach it with you.

“Oh God, oh God, oh fuck,” he’s whimpering out, eyes shutting tightly before snapping open again. “I—I—Am I—Does it—Ah—”

“L-Love your cock, Tora-nii,” you’re slurring out beneath him, sloppy and stuffed with spit, gone stupid with pleasure.

And it’s incredible, honestly, how you always know exactly what he needs, still, even now, even after so many years apart.

“Again,” he rasps, thrusts turned dishevelled and careless. “Tell me again.”

“Love your cock so much, Tora-nii-san,” you keen, gazing up at him with fucked-out bliss all over your face, glazed eyes full of sick admiration. “Want your cock t’fill me up.”

“W-With what? Huh? Tell nii-san what you want him to f-fill your pretty little pussy up with.”

“Cum, cum, Tora-nii’s cum!” you sob, nails biting into the muscle of his shoulders as another ripple of overstimulation courses through your flesh. “Want Tora-nii-san to stuff my pussy full of his cum! S’much, s’much—!”

“Oh, Jesus,” he nearly cries, voice cracking with the curse. “I—I’m gonna—Ah, fuck, fu-fuck!”

“Please, please, please, Tora-nii-san,” you’re still babbling on, half-delirious for his seed. “Please, gimme your cum, please, want your cum, Nii-san, please!”

And it’s the pleading that does it, so fucking sordid, so fucking sincere, tears of disgust and desire decorating your cheeks in shimmering streams, that has his whole body shuddering with a loud, broken moan of your name, his cock pulsing viciously and pumping your cunt full of hot, thick cum.

“Oh, thank you, Nii-san,” you’re weeping, weakly scrabbling at his shoulder blades. “Thank you, thank you.”

You always were such a polite girl. Kazutora’s glad to see that nothing’s changed.

“So good, so good, y’such a good little sister for me,” the praises leak from his lips, languid and lazy as he collapses on top of you, dragging half-baked kisses across your jaw.

His chest is heaving against yours, dress shirt turned translucent with sweat as it clings to his swelling ribs, outlining every bump and ridge. Your fingertips traverse across them, soft and gentle, almost as if you’re counting each rib, almost as if you’re making sure they’re all still there.

“M’so happy you’re home,” you drool out against his skin, nuzzling into his neck a little as your arms wrap around him.

Yeah, he thinks as he squeezes you to his form. It’s good to be home.

#kazutora smut #kazutora x reader #kazutora x you #hanemiya kazutora x reader #hanemiya kazutora smut #hanemiya kazutora x you #tw:pseudocest

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alicegokugirl · 19 days

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Idiot (one shot drable)

pairing - pah-chin x AFAB!reader

warnings - nsfw // minors dni // fatphobic insults //squirting // mentions of milfs // mentions of stepcest in pornography

author's note - my beautiful, underrated pah-chin loves you so much he can't help talking about you all the time. ♡

Everyone knows that Pah doesn't shut the fuck up about his girlfriend.

No, because it should actually be scientifically studied the way he can turn every single topic of conversation into something about you.

"Man, these pancakes are the best!"

- "My baby's taste way better."

"Fuck, I just know today is going to rain."

- "Better not, girlfriend's got a hair appointment at 2."

"Your bike needs some work, dude."

- "Whatever man, just make the handle pink so it matches m'lady's nails."

The girls love it, thinking it's adorable the way Pah is head over heels with you and wishing their own boyfriends talked about them like that when they weren't around.

On the other hand, the boys had already started developing eye problems from how many times they rolled them.

It might seem contradictory, but no one, not even the dumb ones, ever entertained the thought of telling Pah to shut up for one second.

Because between the ridiculous amount of useless information shared by the loose-lipped blond about your food allergies, your haircare routine and your favourite brand of toothpaste there were some precious gems.

Pah is not dumb at all... but he's definitely stupid.

And it only took someone slightly smarter than him to get him spilling out all the dirty details about your sex life (usually Kazutora).

So when there's nothing else to steal, destroy or graffiti, when the boys are bored out of their minds, Mikey signals to Kazutora to bring out the porn mag they stole from Shinichiro sometime ago.

And with a loud, exaggerated sigh and a purposeful slam of the magazine against a nearby low table, story time begins and the all the young men gather around.

"Shit- This one is hot." Kazutora points at the wrinkled page that illustrated an older woman getting pounded from behind by a younger man.

"Stop with the fucking milfs nobody likes them except you." Smiley slapped Kazutora's hand away and turned the page. "Nah. This shit is way hotter."

"Hell no, man! Stepcest again? You're so fucking weird." Draken shoves the two men aside and opens the magazine on a random page.

"Fuuuuuuuck yeah..."

"Finally, some good fucking food."

"Shit! I'm getting horny."

Groans of approval were heard throughout the hideout as the boys contemplated the picture of a blond woman, laying down on a white bed with white, fluffy sheets, legs open and hand between them, shoving two fingers inside what had to be the wettest pussy they have ever seen.

"Bet it squirts." Mitsuya says looking above Draken's shoulder.

"Big brain Mitsuya." Baji commented.

"Bet it leaves the whole bed soaking after you feed her a bit of this!" Mikey gets up and grabs his crotch.

"Gross dude."

"Hahaha~"

"My babe does it better."

Bingo.

And just like that, the ruckus was happily quieted down by Pah-chin's comment.

"Really, Pah? We don't believe it..." Sanzu teases, a shit eating grin on his face.

"Yo- Pah might be a jackass but he ain't no liar." Peh-yan jumps to defend his friend.

"Damn right. If I tell ya'll my girl can squirt buckets, you better believe my dick gets fucking wet everytime we fuck." He says, punching the table hard.

"Jesus, calm down bro. We believe you." Mitsuya awnsers.

"Yeah, it's just hard to believe you can make your girl squirt." Kazutora intervenes, hoping to get Pah to share a bit more about his hot girlfriend.

"Well, yeah it's not hard when you have a canon like mine and a pretty pussy like hers."

"Really? Who would have thought?" Kazutora faked innocence.

"Yeah, you virgin fucks have no idea what's like having a pair of fat tits bouncing on your face while a girl like my babe is making a mess on your cock." Pah crosses his arms and leans back, a proud smile adorned his face.

"Fuck yeah, we don't. Tell us more." Mikey provokes.

"Imagine this, virgins. My good girl, her tight pussy, and the biggest fucking mess. Nah, cause when I tell ya'll there's not one time when I fuck her that she doesn't squirt you better believe me. Last time- and hear me out- I was tongue deep in her. The thickest fucking thighs almost suffocating me. Can you imagine? A hot girl like my darling riding your face?"

"Not really, something more detailed might help." Kisaki said, pushing his glasses up his nose in a way that hid the blush creeping up his cheeks.

"Then listen to me, four-eyes. She is so fucking thick my hands could barely take hold of her ass. Not like I really could anyways. My baby is a freak and everytime she sits down she rides. And call me a fucking fatass but when I have a meal, I feast. Man, I had been eating her out for an hour when her legs just started shaking. She started telling me she had to pee or something but I had the best earmuffs and could hear jack shit. Next thing I know, I had my pretty pussy squirting all over my face."

"Damn..." Mikey whispers.

"Hell yeah. If my girl doesn't end up passing out on me after we fuck than I don't want it. Damn... just thinking about her cute clit swollen and lips all puffy is making me hungry again. Nothin' beats that view, virgins."

"Doubt. You could show us." Hanma says, optimistically.

"AND VIOLATE MY GIRL'S PRIVACY LIKE THAT? YOU DISRESPECTING MY GIRL? WANNA FIGHT?"

"Damn, fatty. Just askin'."

"Whatever, bean pole. I'm outta of here. Gonna let my Queen sit on her throne today." He says, getting up and walking out the hide out, closing the door with a loud bang.

Immediately everyone looked at Hanma.

"Stupid fuck."

"You had to ruin it, dumbass."

"Kill yourself, bro."

"You sleep outside today, idiot."

"Whatever. I'm one free popsicle coupon away from getting those videos and I'm not going to share."

i take requests from multiple fandoms. ♡

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benkeibear · 1 year

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⋆꙳✧༄ First times

❖ Characters: Isagi, Nagi, Rin

❖ Reader: genderneutral | AFAB

❖ Wordcount: 3.5k

❖ Summary: this series is all about your first time with them - be it yours or theirs.

❖ WARNINGS: dom!reader at Isagi, sub!reader at Rin, loss of virginity, Oral (reader giving Isagi, receiving from Rin), fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, protected sex (condom) at Nagi

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☰ Isagi

꒱࿐ You're taking his virginity

Isagi never really had the time or the head to go out and find himself a partner, not really thinking this is a necessity or something that would fit his life at that time. All he knew is that his virginity was something he wanted to lose to someone he truly cares for and vice versa so when you came into his life he at first didn't think much of it. But the way you kept caring for him in the most subtle ways - even if it was just reminding him to drink enough - soon made him fall head over heels for you. It's been months since he first confessed to you and now he found himself laying in your bed with you right next to him. Kissing was nothing new to either of you but things just never got carried further than a light make out session, always too busy or the situation wasn't right to do more but lately things got more heated, more desperate. Isagi found himself grinding his clothed length against your clothed heat, trying to find a way to relieve the tension your passionate kisses caused but he always excused himself just before the grand finale…

Isagi was now resting between your thighs, holding his body weight up with just one arm while his other hand traveled over the side of your body, caressing you so gently as his hips were grinding into yours in a needy way. His breath was heavy, almost shaking when he pulled back from the heated kiss “can we- I want to take things further” he mumbled into your ear before leaving open mouthed kisses on your neck.

You always knew that he's still a virgin, having talked about that before and you never pressured him into anything, letting him initiate everything and patiently waiting until he's ready to do anything and in this moment you wanted nothing more but to be with him - be his first so you nod softly with a warm smile and a breathless chuckle escaped your lips “of course we can… let me make you feel good, Ichi”. Without giving him much time to react you flipped each other around to straddle him, sharing heated kisses while clothes are getting shed on both sides which somehow felt like it was slow motion, nothing went fast enough now as the need washed over the both of you.

Teasing him was off the plate for his first time, knowing he was more than eager to go right to the main act but you still kissed down his body, gentle and each kiss holding more love than the previous one to make him feel special until you came face to face with his pretty cock where your tongue gave the tip a few experimental kitten licks to see his reactions before wrapping your soft lips around him. When you looked up at Isagi, his eyes were shut tightly and his chest was rising and falling rapidly. Barely two minutes passed of pleasing him when you feel his length twitching on your tongue, only to release the second his tip touched the back of your throat. He was a blushing mess, embarrassed for not lasting longer than what felt like a blink of an eye to him, already missing the warmth of your mouth when you pulled away and he was ready to be made fun of but he was met with a warm smile instead. “Don't worry about it, it's normal… Do you want me to show you how to touch me until you're ready again?” You offer, knowing that he needs a moment to catch a breath and to get hard again. He was slightly embarrassed but eager at your offer, nodding ever so slightly which was all the consent you needed to guide his slender hand down to your core, gently gliding his fingers through your folds to collect some of your juices before guiding him to rub small circles onto your clit, careful yet with enough pressure. When he got the hang of it you slid two of his long fingers into your entrance, whimpering at how good he already makes you feel. “Hm just like that… you need to- yeah like that” you mumble, not even needing to tell him how to curl them, he already knew, acting on what he heard from friends and what felt natural. Isagi made you feel so good with two of his fingers alone it almost drove you insane but the moment your walls started to flutter around his digits you pulled his hand away with a whine, needing to release around his cock, wanting him to feel it, wanting him to feel just how good he makes you feel.

His dick was aching hard at this point again so you moved to straddle him once more, looking up at him again as he's lined up with your core. “Ready?” You ask softly, the lust vibrating in your voice but Isagi didn't answer, gently pushing your hips down at the same time he moved his up, needing to be inside of you right this moment, unable to hold back much longer. His hips were bucking up without a rhythm as yours moved on his, grinding and bouncing lightly to make him feel good all the while his hands held onto your thighs and his fingers digging into your beautiful skin. The mind numbing pleasure overcame him once more just mere minutes later while his grunts turned into low moans as your walls fluttered around him - enough to make him paint your walls white in time with your release. “A-ah shi- so tight” he curses out, overstimulated by your orgasm but your angelic moans of his name make him forget and float towards his own piece of heaven.

☰ Nagi

꒱࿐ Taking each others

It was never like you or Nagi saved yourselves for some special occasion or anything but Nagi simply never had the motivation to actually pursue a relationship while you just never found someone you were able to trust on that level. The day Reo introduced his two friends to each other however - things changed. It was a match made in heaven without even trying, neither of you had to change or pretend you're someone you're not. Most of your dates consisted of you going to their matches, cheering on Nagi louder than anyone else or simply taking naps at his place. Getting competitive over gaming was also always fun since he never thought he could get his ass beaten this hard by someone else and it gave him a challenge. Your first kiss happened because of a stupid “the winner gets a wish” and he wanted a kiss.

All this got you so close in a relatively short time, now napping together as you laid in each other's arms. The proximity shared felt like something entirely out of this world, a safe space, your personal slice of heaven even as the coziness drove you closer to each other. It no longer felt like two people, there was no way to tell where one started and the other ended, melting together in each other's arms, heart against heart and your lips locked in a sweet kiss.

Nagi didn't think much when he pressed his lips against you so gently like many times before, simply wanting to be closer than you already were, the blanket shielding you from the world outside so it was just you and him. The butterflies in your stomach were doing cartwheels when his lips touched yours, the kiss growing more heated which neither of you noticed until Nagi pulled away, chuckling breathless when he realized that his hand wandered under your shirt, feeling your soft skin just below your ribcage - it all just felt so natural and right this moment. One look was exchanged between the two of you and it was clear that neither one of you had experience in this department which made you laugh softly. “We don't have to… If you don't want to” you whispered against his jawline, peppering little kisses along his bones. Your voice was so soft, fearing to ruin the mood if you speak any louder but he shook his head. “I want to if you want to?” He said in an equally hushed tone, making it sound more like a question than a statement but with you both admitting that you'd like more, his lips found yours again, his hands moving up just a little further to finally grace your chest.

Nagi slowly removed your shirt, wanting to see you lying beneath him so pretty just for his eyes, a lazy smile brushed on his face as he leans down to give a little hickey to one of your boobs before wrapping his soft lips around one nipple, chuckling as he gave an experimental suck to it while looking at your face, seeing you giggle while enjoying the new feeling. You were impatient however, tugging on his shirt since you wanted to see his body as well and he gladly let you take it off, admiring the way you littered kisses across his torso.

The both of you were so eager to discover each other's bodies, seeing it as a little game and almost a little competition on who can get a reaction out of the other first. When you two were wearing nothing but your underwear anymore, you took a moment to catch a breath, looking at each other's eyes as if you wanted to confirm that this is really what you wanted which made you giggle. “Let me see you” Nagi whined with a playful pout, a finger hooking into the waistband of your panties and snapping it against your skin lightly which only made you more impatient, taking your undergarments off yourself much to his surprise. You were laying on your back with your legs spread wide to accommodate your boyfriends frame between Your thighs and he completely lost his string of thought when he saw your cunt on display like this for the first time and without thinking much his hands traveled to your thighs, rubbing and squeezing at your flesh. A shaky breath escaped your lips and you simply nodded, your body aching and screaming to be touched by him. He didn't know what exactly you needed him to do but the moment his fingers went to glide through your folds suddenly everything made perfect sense, watching your body closely for every little reaction to his touches, experimenting with what feels best. The way your entrance clenched when he teased it with the tip of his finger didn't go by unnoticed “someone's impatient, hm?” He teased softly and you only nodded, unable to speak from the continuous moans bubbling up in your throat.

Nagi spent quite a while just fingering you, working you open with one, then two of his slender fingers, bringing you otherworldly pleasure and when he felt your walls flutter around his digits, his thumb moved to your clit as if it's out of instinct. This simple move threw you over the edge right away, hands clenching tightly into the sheets beneath you as he slowed down, unsure how to work you through your first orgasm. Unsure what to say or do, you sat up to pull him into a heated kiss now craving for more of him and he happily obliged with quickly getting rid of his underwear to reveal his throbbing length, precum leaking off the tip already. However, before you could return the favor, wanting to wrap your hand around his shaft he stopped you “not gonna last if you touch me now” he mumbled, a soft blush spreading over his cheeks as he reached for a condom.

It was as if time passes twice as fast but also not at all and before you knew it, the tip of his cock was nudging your entrance, carefully pushing himself into your tight heat. Hurting you was something he was most afraid of but the pain was only fleeting for you, nothing you couldn't handle and the thought of your boyfriend's cock now kissing your cervix made your head spin with pleasure as Nagi slowly started moving inside of you. His thrusts were without any rhythm, hard, deep, shallow, slow - he was succumbing to his pleasure completely and although he tried to hold himself back, his release came sooner than later, sweet moans falling off his lips and his hips stumbled even more while his seed was spilled inside the condom.

Nagi almost collapsed on top of you, hiding his flushed face in the crook of your neck “you're so tight… promise I'll make you feel good again” he mumbled, feeling bad you didn't get the chance to cum around his length but you didn't mind, having reached your high with the help of his fingers before. “How about we take a nap first?... after we can go on - there's a whole package of condoms after all” you teased him slightly and helped him with the condom after he slid out of your cunt. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep after this, holding you as close as he could, naked bodies tangled with each other as the sore feeling slowly spread through your lower region, still looking forward to more.

☰Rin

꒱࿐ He takes yours

You never thought Rin Itoshi would actually like you enough to even start a conversation with you. The way his cold gaze always seemed to go right through you and into your most vulnerable spots. Wasn't he looking at others with this intense glare? Did he never hold this… gaze with others? Apparently not or at least that's what you found out when he pushed you against a wall at a small party, soft lips pressed on yours in a harsh kiss that took the breath out of your lungs and left you wanting more. “shit. i shouldn't have done this-” he mumbles more to himself than you, wiping his lips with the back of his hand and you could see the remorse shimmering in his eyes. Yes, you tasted the alcohol on his tongue and he could probably taste it on yours too but why the sudden change of mind?

Weeks passed and he kept his distance, this intense glare returning once more until you finally had enough and grew the courage to confront him. Rin admired your courage and what seemed to be a harsh rejection back at the party was just him losing his composure for a split of a second, letting himself act on the feelings he was harboring for you all this time - too proud to risk a rejection from you but now that he knew the feeling was mutual? He made it his goal to love you, to be loved by you and to create memories you two could look back on years from now. The answer was simple, he didn't look at just anyone with this gaze, it was reserved for you only.

Months of dating later you found yourself in his bed, the sweet kiss you two just shared seconds ago grew into a heated make out session, his hands roaming your body like so many nights before but this time you let him go further. The surprise visible in his features for a fraction of a moment before smirking “I knew you would want more sooner or later” He teased but he meant it - He knew how worked up you got each time the kisses escalated but he respected your boundaries, just this time he would like to push them with your permission.

He was well aware that you've never gone further before, having had “the talk” with him as embarrassing as it was for you, he didn't seem fazed by it in the slightest. Oh how he would love to call you names when you moan so sweetly from the way he's caressing your chest, tongue lapping at your nipples just to tease you before his kisses moved past your perfect boobs and down your stomach. “Spread your legs for me, angel. Let me see you” he hums before sucking a mark on your hip bone, eager to dive into your cunt with his tongue. The way he was so painfully bold made the heat rush to your cheeks but you obeyed every order of his, knowing that he'll take his time with you, make this experience revolve around you and what makes you feel good despite the dangerous glint hiding behind his eyes. He could wait, wait with ravaging you the way he prefers, wanting to make your first an unforgettable experience you can look back on with a flustered smile.

The moment you spread your legs like requested he smirked down at you “such a pretty cunt” he groaned and let a finger glide though it to collect your slick “and such a naughty little angel, all wet from just a few kisses” he teased, his voice soft like silk. He spent a few moments kissing down your legs before spreading your folds gently to let his tongue connect with your bundle of nerves, lapping and gently sucking on it until you reached down to grab a fist full of hair, your hips bucking into his face now but he slowly pinned your hips down, strong hands hindering your movements before he went back to pleasing you, ice blue eyes looking up at you, capturing your eyes to watch this lewd scene as you came undone for the first time tonight.

A satisfied grin formed on his lips when you came down from your high “No one made you feel this good before, hm little angel?” He asked with a raspy voice as his fingers slowly slid inside of you to work you open. Slender digits curling upwards against your sweet spot or moving in a scissoring motion before his tongue went back to your clit, taking his time to prepare you for him. “Just tell me when you're ready” Rin mumbled against your wet folds, his lips and chin glistening with your arousal and he meant it - he would spend hours working you open if that's what you wanted but the moment your walls started to tighten you tapped him, letting him know to stop and he did right away. “Too much?” He asked curious, thinking that you might want to leave it at this tonight but you shook your head and let out a cute giggle “I want to cum around your cock next” you admitted bold just like would and it earned you a pleased smirk.

Rin wanted you to be on top so you could go on your very own pace without feeling any pressure coming from him so when you finally straddled his lap and looked down at his length he moved it for you “Just wrap your pretty little hand around my dick and slowly sink down when you're ready” he said sincere, waiting for you to do something. His actions were surprisingly gentle compared to his bold words and cold glares, a hand resting on your thigh with his thumb gently caressing your beautiful skin as the other rested on the back of your head to hold you close in a passionate kiss as you two became one the moment you sunk down on his length for the first time. There was no sharp pain and the little bit of blood that formed a ring around his pale cock was soon forgotten about. It took a lot for him not to flip you around and pound into you, this intense intimacy you two shared almost drove him insane but he endured it for you, growing addicted to it.

Your hips were moving rather clumsy, having no technique or rhythm at all so he gently held onto your hips and let your body sink onto his, thrusting up gently to help you feel good. His pace slipped and he got a little faster the closer he got but Rin paid attention to your body language, making sure you're enjoying it. Your walls started to flutter around him in no time again and one hand moved between your bodies to rub small circles onto your clit, helping you to fall into the bliss of your orgasm, helping him to reach his own. When you sunk down exhausted, body resting on his chest he spoke up “Knew you would cream around my cock in no time” he chuckled, sounding somewhat proud of himself, that you allowed him to be your first. You playfully smacked his shoulder and laughed softly “oh shut it, Itoshi” you said flustered, knowing he needed to gain control of the situation somehow, the intimacy almost crushing him but none of you wanted it any other way.

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itsruki · 1 month

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Possible smut/ Masterlist:

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MDNI

18+ only

I want to write more Smut (Headcanons and normal Fanfictions.)

Don't hold me to that (these are just Ideas, and I'm new to writing this stuff)

I'm taking requests of the Masterlist btw. I'm not creative on my own (at least not all the time)

Characters I would like to write for and scenarios:

-> Shuji Hanma:

Sex in Public (actual or just toys) (trains, changing rooms, parks, etc.)

Corruption of a Virgin aka "Corrupted by the Grimm Reaper"

robbing a Woman to make her his new Toy......(Brainrot)

Hanma jerks off over a girl who works in the Coffee-shop; he goes too

meets a girl in a Club and hooks up with her

You are Baji´s Sister and go to a Toman meeting because Baji forgot his money at home. There, you meet the gang (Hanma version)

-> Kazutora Hanemiya

Kazutora comes out of prison, and Y/N is there to pick him up and bring him home

You are kazutora´s girlfriend and he comes Home from a Gang meet and is stressed, so you let him take out his stress on you.

Kazutora wakes up from a nightmare where he is all alone and everyone hates him. You are his girlfriend; sleep next to him and try to comfort him (it can be SFW or NSFW)

You and Kazutora have had Sex a few times already, and you feel like he is holding back. Now you want him to let go and lose.

you are Baji´s Sister -------- (kazutora version)

-> Takashi Mitsuya

Your husband payed for a Fitting of a Dress made by Designer Takashi Mitsuya and things kind of escalade

Mitsuya is depressed after Draken died and you try to make him feel loved again

You are his new Model, and he is more hungry for you than he would like

You are his Classmate in college, and your Uniform is ripped, so he helps you

You are Baji's little Sister ------- (mitsuya version)

Your Husband, Mitsuya spends too much time working, so you feel neglected

threesome with Takashi and Kakucho aka "Daddys and his friend"

-> Ken ryuguji (Draken)

Mechanic Draken meets a Girl who needs him to fix her Car, and she doesn't have enough Money to get it fixed

You are Drakens therapist

After Emma's death, Draken takes a trip to Nagoya or Hokkaido (not sure yet) and meets a girl there and uses her to distract himself.

You are Baji´s Sister ----- (Draken version)

-> Manjiro sano

Bonten! Mikey meets a girl in a club and wants to keep her

You are Baji´s Sister ------ (Mikey version)

Meeting Bonten! Mikey at a Dinner party that your Husband brought you too

Manila! Mikey meets you at an Inn while you working your shift and ends up doing it with you in the back

getting high with Mikey in the Car

buying Weed off Kanto! Mikey

Bonten! Mikey is being possessive

Losing Virginity to any of the Mikey versions

being a prostitute hired by the Bonten executives

Kanto!Mikey taking Y/N virginity Aka "to feel something"

-> Wakasa Imaushi

getting high with Wakasa in his Car

Hooking up in a Club

you are a Student from Abroad that stays in Japan for a few Months at the Sano residence. There, you meet Shinichiro and his Gang aka Takeomi, Benkei and Wakasa.

Phone-sex with Daddy wakasa

You are Senju's new friend from school, and Wakasa treats you like a child, so you want to prove him that you are a Woman.

You´re his step sister

-> Keisuke Baji

You´re his step sister

You are the school Student council president and very stuck up

He is your Bestfriend

You're the innocent Girl in Class, and that piques Baji's interest, so he tires of getting you out of your Comfort zone

-> Kawata Twins

You make your first sexual Experience with Nahoya and then Souya joins

You visit the Host club Nahoya works in, and he tries to get you to agree to a Threesome with him and Souya

You are Baji´s Sister ------ (Twin edition)

-> Ran Haitani

Ran is abusive and tries to gaslight and manipulate you out of leaving him

Ran meets you at a bar and is interested in you

Bonten hires a Prostitute

being Rans Girlfriend and being fucked by him

Ran is sharing you with Rindou

being a Foreigner in Roppongi

-> Rindou Haitani

Rindou is trying to make you jealous

Rindou shares his gf with Ran

possible Threesome with Sanzu and ran

being Rindou´s wife and making up after a fight

Boten Prostitute

-> Sanzu Haruchiyo

Doing Drugs with BF sanzu

Doing Drugs with one night stand sanzu

Doing Drugs with Sanzu in any way

Sanzu is obsessive over the girl working in the Coffee shop

Sanzu kidnaps you

Threesome with Ran, Rindou and Sanzu

You are Takeomis girlfriend/wife but sanzu wants you. takeomi is cheating on you and sanzu tells you and takes advantage of uour vulnerability

-> Taiju shiba

abusive Partner Taiju

Taiju falls in love with a foreign Stripper

Taiju and his Wife

Father! Taiju and the confession chamber

-> Kokonoi Hajime

Sugardaddy kokonoi

KokonoI spoils his wife

threesome with inui

-> Izana Kurokawa

Obsessive yandere Izana aka "into the spiders web "

Sano brothers fuck you

Izana buys a slave

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kazuwhora · 2 years

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— LIGHT MY LOVE

⨳ WARNINGS. fem!reader, sex!worker reader, virgin!kazutora, creampie, handjob, kazutora finally loses his virginity on his birthday

⨳ WORD COUNT. 3.3k

⨳ NOTE. in celebration of kazutora’s birthday, here’s the final fic of kazutember hehe <3

DISTANT HUMS of music through the walls and thick clouds of perfume invade kazutora’s senses as steps in from the darkness of the street, to the dim aura of the lobby. it’s inconspicuous— passing for any other hotel on the higher end of business with bright marble floors that lead to a lone receptionist hidden behind her desk at the end of the room. a chandelier dangles above his head, sprinkling shards of light across the streaks of blonde in his hair that’s already beaded with a nervous sweat the more he thinks about his decision.

kazutora glances to the staircase beside him, wondering just how many people have ventured up them— what kind of people. who frequents establishments like this, he thinks. people like him? people desperate to be touched— desperate to feel the gravity of another person? is it people like him— virgins— that trudge their bodies up those same stairs with the shame and guilt of their inexperience? or worse, pigs. men who view these girls as objects— items at their fingertips ready to be used just to fulfill their desire for power.

kazutora shudders at the thought— he’s all too familiar with the type, and the stacking tension of his doubt weighs heavy on his conscience the more time he dwells in his decision until the receptionist clears her throat from behind the counter to get his attention.

“is there anything I can do for you tonight, sir?” she asks, as her voice forces him to approach the desk with hidden eyes.

“I—” kazutora stumbles on his words, desperately reaching for a proper sentence from somewhere in his throat. “I want t-to—”

“to book a room?” she finishes his sentence with impatience as kazutora’s fingers tremble in his pockets.

“y-yeah.. please…”

the receptionist's fingers click against the keyboard at a pace that nearly overwhelms him, and he can’t help but struggle to swallow as he watches the screen light up her face until she turns to look at him again.

“did you have anyone in particular you would like to book? we have limited availability this evening for walk ins, but I can see what I can do for you for an extra fee, and I will need to see your ID so I can enter it into the system.”

“I—” he stops, unsure of how exactly to respond. he’s never done this before— never even thought of it, and all he wants is for it all to be over and done with so he can get out of there. “— no”

“very well, I can reserve the next available spot for you for an extra $200, otherwise our waitlist carries over to the weekend for our highest tier of girls. is that okay?”

his head feels fuzzy the more he sits in the thickness of the air, and the click of heels in the loft above only ignites his nerves until his skin is hot and glossy with sweat.

“yeah, wh-whatever. that’s fine” he stutters, as he digs in his pocket for the wad of cash he had just taken from an atm down the street.

every single penny of his savings, all thrown into one night. one hour, if he was lucky. in all honesty, he had wished that there was a shorter reservation as the anxiety in his chest bubbles into his throat and chokes his words from slipping past his lips.

“h-here” he whispers, sliding the cash across the desk for the receptionist to take.

her nails filter through the bills, counting quietly under her breath before dropping the stack in a bill counter and returning to her computer as the machine sorts and confirms her counting.

“very well” she repeats the phrase again, and kazutora feels like he could be in a movie. “your escort should be ready for you shortly.”

minutes pass like hours as he stares at the floor, knee bouncing with the anxiety that comes every time he hears the click of heels against the floors. people come and go— some with reservations, some loud and obnoxious that are turned away the second they pass by the security at the doors.

the more kazutora waits and observes his surroundings, the more he starts to question himself, and wonder what kind of a person he’s reducing himself to as he waits with an anxious desperation for a girl he’s never met.

was this really the way he wanted to lose it? was this the right time? years spent in reform school and jail had put him so far behind his peers— so desperate and needy to feel the relief and the satisfaction of finally being on their level, with nothing left to tease. but was this the way it was going to go for him? was this what he’s become? his thoughts swirl in his brain and push the anxiety further to the front of his conscience until a soft and sultry voice pulls him from his delusions.

“kazutora?” you hum, leaning down to get a better look at his hunched over figure ridden with nerves.

you hold back a smile as you watch him scramble to stand. he’s taller than you, like most, but his stature feels small at that. his arms cling to his sides and his hair falls in front of his face to hide the worried expression that furrows his brows. there’s no denying he’s a virgin, and part of you feels a sense of relief seeing the sense of intimidation in his body as he bows.

“this way” you whisper, grabbing his wrist and pulling him behind you up the staircase to your room.

a knot forms in kazutora’s throat as he follows you up the stairs, and you let his arm drop to his side as you approach the numbered room you’d been assigned for the evening. a key card in your hand unlocks the door, and you motion for him to go first as you close the door behind you.

the room is dark, lit only by a faint flicker of candles and ambient lamps placed strategically around the room. the bed is perfectly made, and various toys and products line the walls around you.

excited isn’t the word to describe the feelings that course through kazutora’s mind. he’s overwhelmed the more he looks, and yet he still refuses to glance your way even as you sit on the end of the bed and smooth out the creases in your black satin robe.

“sit” you motion, patting the bed beside you.

kazutora moves hesitantly and sits on the very end of the bed with distance between you. his head stays down, eyes averted to the floor as you watch his body language and analyze his movements. you’d dealt with nerves before— but nothing quite like this. you almost wondered if he even wanted to be there, or if he was being forced to.

as you open your mouth to speak again, kazutora’s quiet voice stops you before a word comes out.

“I— I’m sorry I—” he stutters, clasping his clammy hands together as you watch him with a sense of pity.

“I’m getting paid regardless— no need to be sorry” you giggle, trying to lighten the mood to no avail. “you wanna do this?” you ask, delicately trying your best to pry into his motives. “you don’t have to do anything, y’know”

“no I—” he stops, letting out a sigh before fixing his posture just enough for you to see his eyes that glow under the dim lights of the room. “I want to.. it’s just..”

“you’ve never done this before? is that it?”

kazutora’s eyes widen at your accusation— was it that obvious? was he making that much of a fool of himself in front of you that you could tell that easily?

“h-how could you tell..” he asks with a hint of shame in his voice.

“been doin’ this for long enough to know— not that long, but long enough.” you laugh, and watch as his shoulders ease. “besides, you’re sittin’ there nearly drenched in sweat and can’t even get a proper sentence out, so it’s pretty obvious”

he doesn’t know how to respond— the knot returns to his throat and his brain stumbles to find the words to reply, but no matter how hard he tries, he just can’t do it. instead, his fingers clasp together in his lap and his knee starts to bounce with nerves once again. is he supposed to do something? is he supposed to initiate it? is he allowed to touch you? all his doubts flood his mind as he sits under your gaze, sure that his anxiety will make him explode at any second.

you almost feel bad for him, watching him struggle like this. it’s pitiful to say the least, but for once in your lifetime, there’s a sense of attraction you feel towards him.

he’s not like your other clients— he’s not drunk on power, or desperte to use you as his toy. he doesn’t force his hand on you, or look at you with a dirty objectifying gaze. and sure, he might be buying your time, but kazutora feels different than the rest, and it’s the kind of different you’ve been craving since you entered this line of work.

“listen” you hum with a voice now filled with a genuine care towards him. “just sit back against the bed and relax, m’kay?”

you wait for him to respond, and he nods as he shifts himself back to the headboard of the bed.

“I’ll do all the work for you— all you gotta do is tell me if you want me to stop, ‘n if it feels good. can you do that for me?” you ask, watching his eyes that glisten and stare back at you with innocence.

kazutora only nods as he gulps and tries his very best to relax for you, though his idea of relaxation doesn’t exactly fit the standard definition. instead, his head presses against the headboard and his eyes squeeze shut as he grips the sheets— waiting with anticipation for your touch.

part of you wants to tease him— to edge his nerves and withhold the fun solely for your entertainment. but kazutora is a virgin, and something about him drives your desire to make his first time better than anything he’ll ever get again.

your lips catch the small talk that comes like second nature— nights and nights of mindless conversations as you work have dug a routine in your brain, but your body senses the nature of your client and the nerves that rest beneath his skin, and you know well enough that this isn’t the time for distractions.

“you’re pretty” you whisper, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind his ears as he nearly shivers from your touch alone.

kazutora isn’t sure what to make of it— is he supposed to be pretty? is that a good thing? part of him feels emasculated and embarrassed, almost pitiful— and yet part of him feels a warmth in his chest that courses through his body and leaves a hint of blush on his cheeks the more your praise hits his ears.

“I—” he stutters, letting fluster fill his voice as your fingers trace a line down his neck and down to his chest. he can feel the surges of energy that drag with your fingertips, lighting tiny fires across his skin and raising the hairs on his arms just enough for you to giggle with satisfaction.

the clients that frequent your room have always been pushy— they demand what they want from you, treat you like their personal toy to have their fun with and leave behind in the dust until the next time a big win at the casino drives their arousal. kazutora is a breath of fresh air— a change of pace, and a change of control no less.

something about the way he submits to his fluster so easily brings a sense of genuine excitement for once in your life, and you find yourself craving the electricity of his excitement the more your hands wander across his body.

your legs straddle his waist now as your hands travel and explore. what was once heavy breaths ridden with a tremble are now quick and shallow as you skim across his belt and slowly undo the latch. kazutora’s hands grip the sheets beneath him as a smirk crosses your face, and he can’t help but whimper when you finally give him what he wants.

“f—” he starts, dropping his chin to his chest as your hand wraps around his cock while the other tugs at the waistband of his pants just enough to let your hand pump his length in gentle slow strokes. “I—”

you quiet him with a kiss— one that’s filled with sparks of adrenaline that transfer between you light tiny strikes of lightning. the sense of desire you’ve been chasing your whole life— the whirlpool of excitement and desperation as you indulge yourself in his lips and the taste of his nerves on yours makes it hard for you to control yourself, forgetting that kazutora is no more than a virgin as you stroke his cock faster and faster.

kazutora can’t contain his moans much longer— he’s a whimpering mess as you keep him pressed against your chest, but it only drives your desire further over the edge of your composure.

“feels good, huh?” you coo, slowing your hand just enough to let him catch his breath and nod. “gonna give you what you really want, m’kay?”

with wide eyes, he stares back at you and swallows the knot in his throat as you wait for his approval. it all feels so real— he feels like he knows you, and kazutora doesn’t need to convince himself that he wants you more than anything in this moment.

“y-yes please…” he stutters, averting his gaze with embarrassment as a sort of shyness takes control of his thoughts as he watches you toy with the hem of the silky slip that sits just above your knees.

his gaze is unwavering— focused completely on the way your body moves against his, and for the first time in a while you feel heat begin to rise on your cheeks. watching the way he’s so enamored with you, as if you’re a butterfly mounted in a cage, brings a wave of embarrassment before the rush hits. but emotions have never been your strong suit— nevermind embarrassment, and you brush it away the only way you know how.

fluttering your eyes shut, you pull the hem of your slip to you hips, and shift your body until his cock teases your folds and his breaths quicken as a sense of panic falls on his features. his eyes are even wider than before, and you guide his hands to your hips where he grips onto you and tries his very best to ignore the desperation he feels towards you.

he wants to feel you so badly— he wants to please you. to make you feel the way you make him feel. he knows it's unrealistic— that he’s just another stack of money to you. but he can pretend, can’t he? he can pretend you want him as much as he doesn. he can pretend you crave him the way he craves you. he can pretend, until the warmth of your walls wraps around his cock and takes his breath away.

“that’s it, pretty boy” you hum, feeling the familiar tingle that spreads across your skin. he’s just a client, and yet the way his brow furrows as you sink down his length makes your heart race, and you can’t help but pull him flush against your chest with a desire-driven kiss.

your body moves on its own, bouncing up and down as you dig your fingers into his shoulders the deeper his cock hits, and your whimpers roll off your tongue far too easily than you ever thought they could.

he brushes you off at first, too overwhelmed by the sweetness of you cunt that sucks him in and makes his cock ache with pleasure. he brushes away your moans and the grip of your nails in his skin until his eyes regain their focus, and he sees the way your eyes roll back with every roll of your hips. that’s when his head begins to blur and his vision spins as his hands travel up your back and hold you close against his chest.

“I want—” he stops, burying his face in the crook of your neck as his grip on your body is tight enough that you can’t move. “I wanna… make you cum”

the tail of his words are spoken in a whisper, but it’s enough to ignite a fire in your chest as your clit throbs and tingles with the vibrations of his voice against your skin.

it’s been too long since you’ve heard those words, and the way his eyes flicker and glow with a pure sense of desire that makes you believe him, even when you know you shouldn’t.

but having him hold you down on his cock, desperate for him to fuck you even without realizing his effect, nearly makes you beg and your fingers tangle themselves in his hair as you try your hardest to shift in his lap.

“I just—” he stutters again, hiding his embarrassment against your skin as he continues. “I don’t… know wha—”

you stop him before he can finish, too wrapped up in the moment to let his nerves get the best of him and you push away from his hold just enough to press your lips against his in another frantic kiss.

words aren’t needed as his eyes flutter shut, and kazutora presses his forehead to yours as his hips move slow at first, then faster and faster until the drag of his cock hits every sweet spot within your walls.

he feels too good— like a wave of euphoria that crashes over your mind and you can’t keep your moans from slipping and catching between his lips the more he thrusts. his hands keep you steady as his cock forces itself deeper and deeper until his high is too close for his own composure.

with knit brows, kazutora searches for your lips to ground him as he tries his best to hold on just for you. but the more he waits the more frantic he gets, and his calculated thrusts grow sloppy and desperate and his body starts to tremble.

you can feel the anticipation bubbling in his chest— you can feel it drive his cock against your sweet spot, dragging in and out until your words are a jumbled mess and you can barely even see straight. your moans drown each other out, and you beg to be closer to him— to have more and more of him even when there’s nothing left to take. your bodies are pressed against one another chest to chest, foreheads the same and your lips only part from each other long enough to whimper to the other for more.

you’ve never felt this kind of desperation— this sense of fulfillment and desire from every drag of his cock down your velvet walls. you’ve never felt yourself ache for more when he stops, or beg for him to keep going when he slows his pace and catches his breath. you’ve always been so focused on the client— so focused on their pleasure, that you forgot what it felt like to be cared about. to feel that satisfaction of control.

but even still, you want more. you need more, and kazutora’s desperation bleeds through your auras and taints your mind the longer his thrusts take and the deeper he fucks you. your head is already spinning— already filled with euphoria waiting to be released as your hips stutter and grind against him.

kazutora whimpers— letting the sweetness of his moans push you to the edge until he’s begging you to let him cum.

“p-please I—” he stutters, eyes welling with tears as he pulls you closer. “w-wanna c-cum inside you” he whines, though his words barely phase you anymore. you can only nod— desperate for him to fill you up with the pleasure you’ve been craving since you first felt his cock in your hands.

kazutora whimpers with your approval, letting instinct take over as his hips snap against you, forcing his cock even deeper than before until your own composure begins to unravel. you barely notice the way kazutora can barely keep himself together, letting his hips move beyond his control. your fingers tremble for the first time, and his cock kisses your sweet spot over and over as he fills you up with his cum that oozes and drips down his length inside you.

warmth spreads across your body— it makes your head spin as kazutora whimpers against your neck and your walls tighten around him.

“fuck—” he curses, throwing his head back as your body stutters and clenches around him harder than before. “so— so—” he stutters, struggling to keep himself together.

bliss coats your mind and fogs your vision— you can barely see the way kazutora watches you with awe as you gasp for breath and teeter over the edge of your pleasure, but you can feel it in the way his hands explore your body as he keeps you stable against him.

“y-you—” you struggle to find the words through your heavy breaths. “you feel so— so fucking good”

a blush tints his cheeks as he looks away, now embarrassed at the sight of his cum pooling on the satin sheets below you. but despite his shame, he can’t help but notice the way your body glistens under the light, and glows with the satisfaction of your high.

“what” you start, raising a brow as you come back to your centre and keep your body relaxed, still keeping his cock warm inside you. “you got a problem?”

kazutora’s blush deepens as he looks away, struggling to find the words to answer.

“I— no I— it’s— it’s just—”

“well? spit it out pretty boy” you tease, giggling as he looks away with indignity.

“did I make you….you know….”

something about the way his voice shakes makes your cheeks hot, and you look away with the same expression of shame that sits on kazutora’s face— a feeling you’ve never felt like this at work before.

“I…” you pause, smiling as you look down to hide your embarrassment. “yeah, you did”

kazutora’s eyes light up almost immediately, and they widen as he stares at your shaky body on top of him with shock.

“well then…” you hum, carefully lifting yourself off his lap and trying your best to keep your professionalism as you shift yourself to the bed beside him. “if you ever need anything, come to me. m’kay?”

a shy smile pins his heart on his sleeve as he nods and looks to the opposite wall, waiting as you wrap yourself in the silky robe stuck to the sheets.

“oh, and happy birthday, kazutora”

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