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Jealousy? Or Insecurity

Imaushi Wakasa

Tw: jealousy, Sub!Wakasa, use of Babydoll, Haitani Ran x OC, praise and little degradation, Crying Wakasa, female reader, touchy with someone other than their partner, setting switching, smug reader, Dom!reader kind of yapping at the end (tell me if i missed anything) wellcome for the POC readers ;))

Pairing(s): Imaushi Wakasa ; reader

Genre(s) : romance/smut

WC :> 3,379

Enjoy

Wakasa was a simple man. Money, power and pussy. He had it all, and it's safe to say he was satisfied.

Getting women to swoon over him wasn't a hard thing for him to do, unlike one of his best friends (Shinichiro 💀). It came naturally to him throughout his lifetime.

When he was younger, 17 or so , he was already surrounded by women because of his powerful status. Being the former leader of Kodo Rengo and one of the original members of the black dragon's, he was bound to get surrounded by admirer's. Good or bad. And that's how he met his girlfriend of five years.

Of course, before dating him, wakasa made sure you understood his lustful lifestyle. Filled with wine and women and his 'wonderful' vices.

Compared to before, wakasa was definitely more tame in his sex life, only turning to you once in a while when he truly can't keep himself together. But even he, can't help but steal a glance or two, or three....... Or more of wonderful backsides that some women carry. It's one if the many uncountable reasons that he was attracted to you.

Working as a bartender at a world class bar as a side job to wakasa was easy enough. But having tens if not hundreds of beautiful women crowding 'round the place all day, makes it harder for him to work, with them asking for his addy too.

Today wakasa was stressed. His client, at the gym, got into a car crash, and he only knew when his client landed in the hospital. And on top of that, Takeomi got into a fight, though winning, he got badly hurt. So wakasa took a day to distress at the same bar he worked in.

Walking into the bar, he was swarmed by the classy women, young and old, curvy and petite, tall and short. It would be heaven, if he didn't have a girlfriend. He didn't entertain them and just gave the same boring replys, not disrespectful but not enough to continue any conversation.

"Hello","hey","what's up?"

Were his go-to replies.

He walked to the heart of the club, where all the dancers and the bar was closest to. He sat down and ordered a drink.

"1 Night Tripper thank you" he cupped his face with his hand and leaned onto it, lazy eyes glancing around the club.

It was always this face and that face, not a single person he couldn't remember seeing. While he was deep in his mindless thoughts, a pair of brothers sat next to him.

"Hey wakasa! Whatcha doin here?" The infamous Roppongi duo was seated next to him.

"Hey. Had to get my mind off things." His monotonous voice could barely mask the stress.

They conversed for a while before a women in a wine red dress, hardly covering anything, came over and sat on wakasa's lap, her large bittocks pressung against him. Wakasa froze, relishing it the feeling of a nice ass on him. But, regaining his self control, he softly pushed the woman and grabbed the empty chair next to him, sitting her down and continued talking with the brothers.

"Hey [Name]! Isn't that your boyfriend and the Hentai brothers over there?"

You took a peak, and indeed, there were the men that your friend mentioned.

"Amina it's Haitani, not Hentai, that makes a completely new word hun, I'll work on the pronunciation with you later wh-"

"Hey who's that bitch with your boyfie!" Amina jabbed a slender finger in their direction.

You met Amina through a marketing course half a year ago, and despite not knowing her for long, you two were like two peas in a pod, her firey attitude and confident aura intriguing you, her steady, powerful voice when she talks, the unwavering steps she takes as she walks, her down to earth self, made you want to be around her (which was surprising considering your lack of want for people swarming around you), yet not once has befriending her make you regret it.

This time, it wasn't a peak that you made at the men. Your head snapped to them so hard if you weren't so furious it would give you whiplash. 'What in the rubber duckies was wakasa doing, letting that girl practically lay on him!'

"Girl I'll go deal with the lil ass, you go get yourself a fine man k? Infact i feel like you and Ran would hit it off!" Clapping your hands excitedly, but once remembering that you were angry right now, You were about to storm over a confront him, but you decided to have a little fun.

Giving Amina a slight shove towards the older brother cunningly, "Go talk to Ran, he's the one with the cocktail, don't distract Rindou tho, he's talking to wakasa"

Amina stumbled a bit, but was thankful that you encouraged her to talk to the man she's been eyeing all night.

"Thanks babes~ mwah 💋 " she wiggled her fingers in a wave and went over to Ran.

Waving in acknowledgement , you turned back to the scene in annoyance.

Seeing Rindou talk to him, gave you an idea, not the brightest one, but an idea nonetheless.

You've known the Haitani's for as long as you could remember. They saw you at a park when you were young and challenged you to a pull up contest on the monkey bars. They were strong, no doubt, but you being the competitive person you are, didn't stop even when your arms were dying. Eventually, you won, the challenge and their respect. And you know damn well they both love a little drama.

Strutting over on front of the purple haired male, you gave him a sultry greeting. Ignoring the look Wakasa was giving you.

"Hey Rin Rin~" stroking his cheek with your red tipped index finger, you placed a knee right beside his thigh, leaning into him, black-based and gold rimmed cocktail dress enhancing your figure. Sensing your intentions with his drama dececter, he played along.

"Hey bunny, haven't seen you in a while, what's got you in this place" Rindou took his hand and brushed it along your thick thighs, squeezing once he got to the juciest part.

"Just a little bored, wanted to hangout with my girl-" the soft and breathy tone contrasted the hard smirk that was plastered onto your smug face when you heard a screech come from the chair behind you, the chair Wakasa was sitting in.

Wakasa couldn't handle it anymore, how could you! Right in front of him too? He stormed to the dim exit of the club, fiotsteps so heavy, that if you stood near him you could feel the vibration in the floor.

Grinning at Rindou, you knew your plan had worked, you pat his shoulder before pinching his cheeks between your pointer and thumb.

"Thanks Rin, we'll catch up next time kay~?" Rindou nodded in reply, a Cheshire grin taking over his usual stoic expression.

"Tell me how it goes" he winked before gesturing you to leave.

"Go get 'im!" I gave a firm nod, and waved good bye to Rindou, Amina was keeping Ran busy so o didn't try to interrupt their time together.

I walked after the jealous man, a slight skip in my step, knowing i had him right where i wanted.

I saw wakasa walking towards the bus stop. Amusement was evidently plastered on ny face. Softly i walked after him, and hooked my arms around his waist. Hearing a soft gasp from him i chuckled to myself. I lifted him up bridal style and walked back to the Kawasaki Ninja H2R. Keys in mouth, and a crabbed Wakasa in my arms.

"What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way" I airily sighed. Wakasa only crossed his arms, hands clenching the sleeves of his shirt, jutting his rosy lower lip out, forming a cute pout, if not for the situation at hand.

I put the man down, and cliimbed onto my beloved bike, Wakasa gingerly following after. He loosely gripped onto the clothing resting on the side of my hips.

I started the bike, letting him do whatever he wants, 'hmph! Lil boy gon' regret this' i smirked cynically, thankful that i was the driver, rendering my boyfriend blind to my actions. I was crusing for around 5 or so minutes and put my plan into action. I leaned slightly forward, not enough for him to notice a difference, and 'SCREECH' a sudden speed up and swerve of the bike made wakasa clutch onto his lover for dear life.

"[NAME] WHAT THE FUCK!" his gruff hands gripping onto your stomach, squeezing so hard, it made you wince a bit. Legs clammed to the sides of the bike, and best of all, lean arms crushing my curvy waist. I let out a boisterous laugh, into the wind it flows and then its gone. From my side mirror i see wakasa give me a soft smile but quickly replace it with a grumpy frown.

As we arrived, wakasa hopped off the bike, while i was turning off the engine. Swaying his wide hips, and strode his way to the front door.

He opened the door and started to go straight to bed. Huffing and puffing as if explaining his displeasure to me. I tsked, swooping him up from Infront of him, making him cling onto me instinctively. I grinned wildly to myself, and locked the door with on hand. Taking him up to our bedroom, i roughly sat him on the bed.

"Care to tell me why the waist of a bitch was in your grasp?" I asked, angry of course, but i wanted him to explain.

"WHY'D YOU CARE" Wakasa raised his voice at me challengingly. I quirked an eyebrow up.

"Why would i care? Well maybe because you're my BOYFRIEND?" I was livid, what in the world was he thinking!

"You want attention? Strip." Wakasa looked confused at my words.

"Did i fucking stutter baby?" I cooed sarcastically. "Strip."

Wakasa shakily took off his fishnet shirt, revealing his body that was once scattered in love marks, now completely bare. Then he unbuckled his belt, and took it into his hands. Not going to lie, it was crazy sexy, belt in hand, red in the face, leather pants hugging all the right places, especially his thick ass. God how i wanted to grab it. He peeled off the tight pants too, leaving him in short, tight lace boxers.

"Did i tell you to leave anything on your body?" I gave his ass a quick smack, quickly placing my finger in his waistband, I pulled it back and let it go, hearing a lovely gasp from him. He huridily ripped off his black boxers, hands practically quivering, from excitement or fear, I don't care. In spite of me being vexed, i still adored him. So i took it as my job to calm him down.

"Calm down babydoll, I'm only going to teach you a lesson alright? You feeling good?" I combed through his silky smooth hair, tugging on it slightly. "Y-yeah, m' sorry" the zebra 🦓 haired man stuttered in his quivering voice.

"We'll talk about why you're sorry later okay baby?" I softly slapped his face. "You let another women get all over you cuh' you were deprived righ'? I 'pologize f'that babydoll, works been callin, but i managed ta'get the next few day off f'ya" i caressed the spot i slapped lovingly, "righ' now imma show ya'don ha'ta go to other women kay~ cuh' babydoll can com'ta me kay?" Wakasa nodded softly, to every beat i said, a thick coat of pink painted his face.

I took the stunning dress off myself, leaving me in red, silk underwear, I placed him on the bed, and stood between his legs. Taking his milky calves, I placed them on my shoulder. "I won't stop till the break of dawn makin love to you baby"

Wakasa's dick was stood, slightly curving to the left, crying white. His thighs were flexing, while his arms wrapped around his chest. Vibrant violet eyes crystallizing with his tears. I looked at him expectantly, and he unwrapped his arms on instinct. I pulled him closer to me, leaning down to kiss his tears away, and scratch the back of his soft neck. I moved vertically, moving my wet mouth to his nipples. I sucked on it softly, earning a well deserved moan. Just to get revenge, i bit on it, not enough to bleed, just enough to make it hurt. Wakasa jerked upwards, eyes blown wide, pupils doubling in size, a raspy howl escaping from his voice.

"Hush up babyboy" I mumbled against his chest, kissing the spot i bit. I tipped back, to capture him whole with my eyes. I let out a soft heave, "you, you look beautiful, the sole reason my eyes exist, are to admire you" while talking, i caress his glutes. "Thank you, i wonder why you even chose me."

At his words, my eyes widen. He looked so.... Down. I thought of everything, starting from the club, his words, his actions, to now. It all added up.

"I mean, you're ethereal, amazing hair, lovely eyes, proportional nose, plump lips, symmetry is proven with your face! The best body any woman could have! You could have anyone you want, hell, you could even have Johnny Depp in his prime! How did I end up with you?" Wakasa was sobbing, the more he thought about it, the more worthless and low he felt.

"Babydoll, I chose you, you're beautiful, in and out. Fashion sense is immaculate, unlike most men, lean not over the top muscle, and can fight, heavenly voice, if i lost my life yet you're talking to me on my deathbed, baby I'd say, heaven can wait. Don't even get me started on your personality!" I tugged him closer to me, caging him in my arms, reassuring him that im not letting him go anywhere.

"I'm not the jealous type, but what's mine, is mine, and stays mine. And I'm sure as hell ian' letting you go. End of story." I placed soft kisses on his temple, whispering sweet nothings to him, holding him tight. Slowly yet surely, he was calming down.

"You rock my world babydoll, and you're gonna keep rocking it till you can't no more" i fell into the cloudy mattress with him under me, clinging on as if he lets go, I'd decay into fine salt.

I softly pushed him down so i can get up. "Take it off~" Wakasa whined as he tugged at my bra. I smirked endearingly, "take what off babydoll?" Wakasa was getting frustrated, the water that had dripped onto the ground, almost returned back to his indigo eyes. I slightly panicked, "Don't cry baby! I'll take it off im sorry" although nervous, i still giggled. I unclasp the back of the chest binder, freeing my breasts. Wakasa earnestly gazed at them, and pounced.

Throwing my head back, i moaned. The sound making Wakasa jerk up, dick slapping my bare cunt, suckling on my tits as if i was gonna produce milk.

"Doll, t-th~ha that's eno~oHhh" i pushed his head back, despite his soft protests. Wakasa gripped onto the back of my thighs, hips bucking up frantically. Holding down his hips, i told him, "dolly, i needa' open m'self up f'ya, you're big~" i flicked the pink mushroom tip of his long cock, his veins pulsing, it was obvious he was desperate, but I wasn't going to break my ribs just cause he was craving, and i didn't prep myself.

Sitting vertically opposite to him, i took two fingers and spread myself open, showing him my glistening pussy. Scooping up some of the honey that's dripping, and took it near my face. Opening my fingers, i watch as the string of necter attach from on finger to the other, i brought it into my mouth, maintaining eye contact with Wakasa, i sucked on the juices sensually. Bringing my saliva-coated fingers down to my hole. Massaging the gummy walls, going faster and faster. "Oh~hHh Waka~aHhh" "[N-Name]~ p-please~ i wannah' cum~"

The once tears of saddness quickly trned to tears of despration. Watching you, neck cranned back, hands working away on your pussy, juices dripping like a creak, hips jerking, made him want to bury himself whole in yout warm cushiony and inviting pussy. Wakasa stroked his lengthy cock, bucking his hips into his large hands, wishing it was your warm cunt instead. He was so close yet so far.

Promptly, you ceased your movements, causing the sweaty, glossed man follow in dubiety.

"c'mere baby" You pat the pillowed spot between your legs, loving the way that the love of your life follows order so well, in bed at least. Hair drooping, saliva dripping and the sounds of Wakasa's whining filled your senses. Encouraging him to relax, you croon "that's it baby, slowy does it".

Once Wakasa kneeled between your bare legs, you laid a pillow down for him to rest his head on.

"you good there doll?" reciving a nod of affirmation, you continued your ministrations.

Spreeding your prepped cunt for him to see turned the pussy craving man get hungrier, his normally droopy eyes blown wide, lips swollen from him biting it. He tried to sneakily buck his strong hips up, but you stopped him right before his tip touched your folds.

"a-ah-ah~ patience doll" Not giving him a mere second for him to process your words, you slammed yourself down on his grith.

Shamelessly rolling your hips up and down on his grithy length, pussy smashing his pelvic bone. A course of "y-YEAHHH~"'s and "NgnG"s forced themselves out of your mouth, the pure lust and passion oozing in the air can even make Asmodeus say hell nah.

Riding dick wasn't easy, but for the ethereal beauty under her, [Name] would do anything. For his pleasure she could slave away anytime. Cause at the end of the day, to [Name], a happy lover, a happy life. Getting to hear his sounds of love and appreciation, was enough of a reward for her, in fact, she couldn't ask for more.

"Pretty bitch, perfect doll, jeal-haah-jealousy is one h-nhg-ell of ah~ one hell of a disease h-huh." Panting as it felt as if his cock was prodding at my lungs.I noticed a little bulge in my tummy, as I pressed on it, it gained his attention. Moaning,he started to buck his hips up even harder. This time i couldn't stop him, as i was getting tired and restless. I ket him do what he want.

I flipped us over, making me place myself under his strong arms. I grabbed a handful of his ass and wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him in even closer, burying his stem inside my soft, gummy walls.

He pounded his dick into me, not wasting a fraction of a second, gritting his teeth and gripping the sheets. The steel bedframe clashed and clanked with the brick wall, probably irritating the single 26 old neighbour with a dead girlfriend. the neighbour with blue eyes and black hair.

"Please! Please-Please, Please" The whines and wails of Wakasa almost drove you off the edge if the earth, barley stopping before reaching the ledge.

"Cum!" I gripped his tousled hair and pulled, making his head snap back and his back arch, leading his chest to crash into mine, and causing him to bully his dick even further into my cunt.

"YESS/FUCKK" both individuals moaned simultaneously, the sound coming out as bell chimes and harp strings up in heaven. Pure ecstasy flowed to every inch of their bodies, the passion staying throughout the night yet the lust slowly vanishing.

The night ended with one lovers feelings solved, and both cradled in the others warm, homey, inviting embrace. The glow of the sun of dawn shinning through the silk curtains, and the soft, dank night disappearing into the horizon lulled both the lovers to sleep.

..................

"GIRL YOU PROMISED TO TELL ME THE DETAILS. RAN AND AMINA HAVE BEEN GOING AT IT ALL NIGHT AND NOW I NEED A DISTRACTION! DON'T IGNORE ME JSBSHDGSKBCSKSMNDDJLSN"

@awoogaboogahehehehehehe

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kisakis-boyfriend · 11 days

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Pairings: Takemichi x reader

Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Takemichi, rough sex, dacryphilia, pillow princess Michi, dirty talk, daddy kink, degradation

Genre/Format: Smut; Oneshot

Tagging: @wazabii @hxpel3s5-slxxt (if you'd like your tag removed please lmk!)

Author's Note: Not requested of me specifically, but I did promise to write a lil something something featuring Michi and rougher sex. So, here it is!

“Aah-!” Another shrill scream bounces off the walls of his bedroom, proceeded by a sharp slap.

Your ragged panting is barely audible over the sound of your hips beating Takemichi's ass — his skin turning an even deeper shade of pinkish red with every collision.

“Fuck, haha... look at you, baby,” you rasped, “look at you taking me nice 'n deep like that. I told ya you'd be able to handle this dick.”

The words didn't quite make it past his lips, instead turning into a whimper that tumbled out when Takemichi tried to protest. He's always so coy — "nooo it won't fit! You're way too big!" he'd say, despite the fact that you regularly wreck his holes. I mean, yeah, you were pretty thick down there, but your partner has proven time and time again that that's not much of a problem.

Even now, as his nails dig into his sheets and tears stain them, Takemichi's walls grip you like a vice; pulling your cock further inside with every motion. And the way his once coherent speech turns into babbles, all because you're rearranging his insides? Priceless.

“Ah fuck-! Mm yeah, take it, baby. Take daddy's cock-” It's all the little slut can do to keep his hips up in the air; his legs may as well have become jelly at this point with the way his thighs shake when you pull back — nearly pulling out — then snap back as if there's some magnetic pull between you two.

Your little pillow princess is full-on sobbing as his teeth grind against the fabric of his sheets. Yet another slap to his ass and Takemichi somehow cries harder, getting choked on his own spit.

Meanwhile, you have been holding back, desperate not to cum just yet so that you can stay inside your lil princess for a while longer. But that ache deep inside of you has only built up, exacerbated by Takemichi's tight hole wrapped around your dick. If only he didn't feel so fucking good, then maybe tonight could last a little longer...

“Gonna fuckin' cum... Hah... Where does my little whore want it, huh?”

No response. Only a drawn out whine where Takemichi's face is buried in the mattress.

You can't stifle the laugh that comes out of your mouth. “Inside it is, then. Ngh-!”

With a few more deep thrusts, you finally explode inside your partner — gushing white, hot ropes that fill him up as you grab a handful of his hair and push his head down further, cutting off the pathetic thing's oxygen for a moment.

“O-ooh shit... haha... damn, baby, you took everything I had, didn't ya?” You tease, exhaling the breath you'd held in during your climax.

Your hands slid down your darling's back, moving towards his hips to rub soothing circles on the skin, then roaming over more of his smaller body — Takemichi's breathing steadies as you do this, gradually calming down until his muscles release their held tension. After a moment, you pull out, leaving your partner's hole gaping, as you usually do, and leaking a fat glob of your cum.

Rolling over onto his side, Takemichi searches for your hand; which you happily oblige him, and meet his touch. Your thumb brushes over his knuckles and you lean down to kiss them before laying down next to him.

“You ok?”

He nods. “Mhm... felt really nice...”

A smile spreads across your face as you watch him blink lazily; best to help him over to the bathroom before he falls asleep, or before you fall asleep, for that matter. And after you're both cleaned up and relaxed, you'll have a little rest together.

Before you roll over and out of his bed, you place a tender kiss on Takemichi's forehead, giggling along with him.

#my writing #requested #hanagaki takemichi #takemichi smut #takemichi x reader #takemichi x male reader #sub takemichi #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev x male reader #male reader #dom reader #top reader #dom male reader #sub male character #oneshot

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broccoli2u · 23 days

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Hufflepuff. Wazabii <3

#harry potter magic awakened #magic awakened #hp magic awakened #hpma oc

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wazabii · 3 months

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Haitani Rindou- lovin ain't easy when you were never loved

Rindou, the younger haitani brother. The lesser sibling. The one who's bitchless, and it's not his fault, his brother is just more appealing to women. The sibling, only known as 'Ran's younger brother'.

Rindou haitani, who used to only watch his crush of 3 years, (y/n) Gojo, walking around without a care in the world while stepping on ants. The boy could only hope, hoping that she'll one day look his way.

Rindou who found it unfair that no matter what, he will always be inferior, the second choice compared to his dear older brother.

The younger has always had thoughts.

Sometimes he wishes he was the older brother. Maybe women like that better. Sometimes he wishes he has his brother's carefree personality and words. But no, he just had to have this stubborn, unlovable, stoic attitude. Sometimes he wishes he was standing right next to his brother, not above nor below. Sometimes he wishes he wasn't 'Ran's younger brother' or 'Ran's sibling'. Sometimes he wishes he was never in the haitani family.

He didn't want to be compared with his brother Ran, as much as he adores his older brother, he just wanted to be...... Rindou haitani.

Sometimes he wishes to be.....loved.

Rindo who on the day he found the courage to confess, was so shaky his knees buckled. He was way worse than having to face the blue afro male, Kawata Souya at their brawl. The poor boy came prepared for rejection, ready to leave hear something along the lines of 'i like your brother more' or 'you're brother's more my type'. I mean it would make sense that his brother is more suitable for you. Rindou is only 172 cm (5'8) while (y/n) was 180 cm (5'11). His brother was 183 cm (6'0) which obviously is more comfortable with her height.

He who heard laughing and turned around muttering an apology while getting ready to sprint, basically accepting your mockery, only to be shocked when he was shoved ot your big,soft chest.

It took him a while to comprehend what you said, but once he did it was waterworks. A simple 'of course!' was enough to send him bawling. He wrapped his arms around you with a bone crushing hug while sobbing into your chest.

'Rin is me being your girlfriend making you that happy?' 'You choosing me over my brother makes me the happiest man alive!'

"I promise you will never regret me being your boyfriend! I'll make you the centre of my life and love like no other. I'll do this so you won't have to go through what I did. I might not be the best lover at first but I'll prove that I can do better for you! But do give me time, as after all

Lovin ain't easy when you were never loved '

Likes, reblogs, comments and shares are appreciated<333

#Spotify #michael jackson #wazabii #tokrev #lovin ain't easy #rindou haitani #rindou x reader #haitani #tokyo revengers

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wazabii · 25 days

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Sorry Ms. Jackson

Him / (her)

Warnings : leaving, heartbreak, angst, no fluff, still having feelings.

Pairing(s) : him/her; her

Genre : angst

[ Tokyo revengers: Haitani Ran, Haitani Rindou, Kurokawa Izana, Kanto!Mikey, Kawagari Senju, Hanma Shuji, Sanzu Haruchiyo (-your favs)

Jujutsu Kaisen: Sukana Ryomen, Fushiguro Megumi, Zenin Maki, Fushiguro Toji, Geto Suguru (-your favs)

My Hero Academia: Tomura Shigaraki, Dabi, Shinso Hitoshi, Kirishima Ejiro, Aizawa Shouta, Miriko (-your favs)

WC: 249

E n j o y

"NO DON'T LEAVE!"

That was her breaking point, all the years she had spent giving it her all knowing damn well that loving someone who can't even love themselves, much less love back, was a waste of time and heart. It's ridiculous really. Tricking herself into believing he would change, for her.

A teary eyed glare was all that she could afford to give him, yet even then, it was barely glazed with hatred. It's hard to let someone go when you've known them your whole life. At least your whole love life. The glare still held love, and hope for a better love life. But not for her, she hopes no other women go through this like she did, she prays that this man gets a better mindset, and gets a partner that can really help him through his hardships, she wishes that he will find peace in someone that can treat him better than her.

"I really loved you... I r-really did. But I'm not for you. I hope you heal and i wish you a better life. Time is precious, please don't waste it honey" giving him a soft smile, no hidden intentions or malice, just pure hope for him. She turned to leave, without hurting eachother even more, ending on a heartfelt note.

Head in his hands, knees on the ground and tears rolling down.

"I'm sorry M-Miss Ja-Jackson I am for real

Never meant to make your daughter cry

I apologize a trillion times..."

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wazabii · 1 year

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NIPPLE PIERCING | BAJI KEISUKE

summary: you are an owner of a tattoo + piercing shop and a pretty boy books an appointment to get both. Reblogs are appreciated~

content warning: piercings and tattoo's, dom reader , pretty boy, semi-public, baji , i know nothing abt tattoo shops, I wrote this at 1:07 in the morning, reader is referred to master,{y/n}-

minors do not read! if you do you will be tainted ig? >:(

Working as a tattoo artist is not as easy as it seems. Sure, it lets your imagination run wild but the constant fear of disappointing your customers and ruining a tattoo is always there.

It's been a long ass day for you and you can't wait to skedaddle the fuck outa the shop, but God was remembering all the bad things you've done like come on man! Burning a child molester's house down with him in it is not a sin!

The sound of the bell in the shop chiming indicated that someone has entered the shop.

'I really need to change the closing time to 30 minutes earlier so they don't come in one minute before the closing time.'

Miss girl was done with life.

One thing great about being a female tattoo and piercing artist was that girls aren't afraid or that shy with you. That's why you more successful than yo big bro ;).

Sure you've had a couple o crushes and minor flings here and there but nothing was serious the other party knew this was not going to escalate more than a make out and neither did they disagree with that.

But boy was your last customer hot. He was panting with glossy sweat trickling down to his neck rose red tongue slightly sticking out and silky black hair looking like he just modeled for a Sunsilk ad. He has some good fashion sense too, with a midnight black choker with multiple silver chains attached to it , amber see-through shirt and lose marine blue jeans.

' Thank god I haven't closed yet! If i did i would have missed this amazing opportunity!'

" hey! What can i do for you?" You said in a slightly raspy and tired voice. And god, was that shit hot.

"Thank god Im not late....." The pretty boy muttered.

"Hey! I was thinking if you're not running late for anything and if you can..... May i get a tattoo and piercing please?"

"Where do you want to get it and do you have a picture of what you want to get?"

" I went it on my chest and the piercing i wantitonmynipple " his words were fumbled and you can't exactly understand them

" honey im gonna need you to speak a little slower on the piercing part"

" I want piercing on ...... my ..ni- nipples" Finally he got the clogged up words out of his mouth but he feels pretty embarrassed about having to say that in front of a lady that is so pretty godly amazing eye-catching magnificent wonderful blessed seggs- ok i'll stop >:).

" OHHH you wanna nip piercinmg? Don't worry hon i've done piercing on a few girls before but not on a guy that's a handsome as you~"

He was ready to bomb himself for the embarrassment but the praise sent blood gushing to his cheeks and especially t his dick-

"Come'on hun gotta lay down... unless you want it standing up"

You tried easing the stranger which you found out his name is keisuke. A hot name for a hot stranger-

the tattoo was easy a feathery arrow with a small pair of chopsticks acting as it's bow.

You deid to innturupt the silence.

" yu know? Funny how a few hours ago a blondie asked for the same tattoo as you. You know em' ?"

"Did he have an undercut and greenish blueish eyes?"

"so you do know him..... a tat for best friends?"

"yeah........BUT IT WAS A DARE"

Keisuke looked like he is pretty embarrassed about getting the tattoo but you find it adorable how eyes darting from left to right wanting to meet anything but yours, the tip of his ears are dusted with a coat of rosy pink.

'if his ears and neck are such a beautifully flushed shade of pink i wonder how flushed his dic- Y/N STOP BEGONE HORNY THOUGHTS'

Stuck in your........ interesting thought process, you couldn't hear baji calling you.

"-Y- EY- HEY? Miss tattoo artist? I've been calling you quite afew times..... are you okay? And you've already finished my tattoo...."

oh. i'm done with his tattoo? since when?

Oh. OH- it's time for the piercing-

I know that I've done this a shit ton of times but gah damn I feel like a train wreck.

A speck of flush sprinkled on his cheeks 😏 as he slowly almost as he was teasing you pulled his shirt off.

OH MA LAWDY LAWD IS THIS MAN 🙏 so damn fineeeee😫😫😫 meaty arms that flex unconsciously as he moves to cover himself pecs that look like real boobies #stanmanboobies.

"s-stop starina-hh"

it's as if your hands had a mind of theyre own. Moving the pads of your fingers around his cotton pink nipples. Steadily swirling them to the background music of the shop. "take it slow put it down on me" and indeed you took it slow just like the lyrics had said.

You ripped of your shirt which now left you with only a sports bra, and climbed on top of the pretty boy. Ploddingly grinding on his rampant crotch you took the tie that was ripped off with the shirt and tied his wrist together.

"M-mas-ter-r sto-p teasiNG"

Master. Master was all he said and only that was needed to makeyou loose all self control.

"you're so sensitive baby~" the tiredness in your voice vanishing instantly and getting replaced with a mischievous tone.

"master please please please PLeASe"

"please what baby i don't know what you're saying" you almost started feeling bad as you know you were being a little mean but KEY WORD: ALMOST.

"ma-master..." keisuke looked ashamed of saying it out loud but you weren't gonna move unless he says it. #airforceenergy #periot

Keisuke looked into your eyes clearly flustered but says it anyways.

"master please ride my dick suck it DO WHATEVER. JUST PLEase use me...." voice gradually shrinking, he pleaded with the last braincell he had.

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