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sushi-atsushilover · 14 days ago

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Bsd men with a Hemophiliac s/o

Contains: Blood, subtle stormbringer spoilers, needles, mentions of injuries and death, angst if you squint, implied torture, nightamres.

Characters: Atsushi, Jouno, Chuuya, Dazai, Kunikida etc.

*Dividers by @cursed-carmine. Pictures from Pinterest*

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Atsushi Nakajima:-

• He might be a bit confused and not understand it. He probably didn't know such a condition existed until you told him.

•Like maybe he might have learned a bit from some books in the orphanage? Or someone there had hemophilia? Either way he probably doesn't know that much about it.

• But he wants to help with it! The fact that it's to do with blood makes him very serious and kind of scared. He's not scared of blood, but blood indicates you're injured/in pain. So he's kinda anxious.

• Everytime you're sent on a mission he volunteers to accompany you. If you got hurt he'd never be able to forgive himself, even though it's not really his fault.

• If you do end up getting hurt, he'll panic and get you to Yosano's office as quickly as possible! He's scared you might die💔💔.

• As for the hemophilia prophylaxis, Atsushi'll always remember about them, he's so cautious you'd almost think he's the one with hemophilia.

• If you hate needles, he'll gently coax you into it. He'll hold your hand, tell you to close your eyes and gently inject the infusions.

• He'll also make sure to take you to doctor check-ups as much as necessary so nothing bad happens.

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Chuuya Nakahara:-

• Yk how Atsushi volunteers to go on missions with you?

• Chuuya won't even let you go to missions.

• The very moment he realizes you have hemophilia, he racks up his brains to come up with strategies and plans to keep you away from missions. And even if you still end up doing them, he'll make sure what you're doing is atleast 90% safe.

• However, this is most likely to work when you work under him. If you're an executive that's a whole new issue.

• Don't get him wrong, he doesn't think you're weak! He just doesn’t want you to be in danger! If you're an executive then obviously you're much more than capable of handling yourself, it might assure him more of your safety.

• But he still fears for your safety.

• So in the end, he'll do what Atsushi did and request he accompanies you on missions. If he can't, he'll order some of his trusted subordinates to do so.

• If you're not in the PM, then that makes things a lot more easier. Now he doesn't have to worry about you being grievously injured or potentially dying. He'll just have to worry about keeping you safe from enemies. He'll again make subordinates keep you safe when he's not there.

• He has his whole fancy penthouse full of anything you might need to help with hemophilia. He's rich, so he can afford quite much anything you'll need.

• He'll understand if you hate needles, he hates them too. I don't think he'll be able to help as you both hate needles, but he might just call a doctor to come and do it. He'll comfort you through it while looking away himself 'cause he doesn't like needles, and he'll pay the doctor a lot to make it as painless as possible.

• Whether you're in the PM or not, if you get grievously injured, Chuuya will quite literally drop everything he's holding and rush to wherever you are.

• His subordinates who were supposed to protect you are already fired in his thoughts(if they didn't die during the mission/ when you got attacked), and if he was there with you during the mission, he's might drown in guilt and stress.

• He doesn't like the thought of even potentially losing loved ones.

• You are not dying, because if you do, he might just die as well.

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Doppo Kunikida:-

• There's a whole entire chapter in his notebook dedicated solely to your condition.

• When he realized about you having hemophilia he went all out. Like all out.

• With this guy as your boyfriend/husband, you're going to get your infusions at exactly the correct time, in exactly the perfect amount and in precisly the perfect way. Nothing is gonna go wrong; there's like a measly 0.00000001% that it might.

• If you don't like needles, I'm pretty sure Kunikida won't have too much trouble dealing with that. He's a teacher, he's good at coaxing people. He'll gently soothe you through the process; I headcanon he's good at running so he might even make you your favourite food afterwards as some kind of reward.

• He trusts you to be safe during missions, but that doesn’t stop him from worrying.

• Like yk that scene in season 1 where Kunikida assures Atsushi that he's not scared nor stressed out, but very obviously is? Yeah, he's kinda like that.

• He'll act like he's calm when he's not, and when Atsushi or Dazai points out that Kunikida looks stressed he'll start comically claiming that he isn't like he did before.

• If you get injured, he'll rebuke you lightly, and advise you to be more careful next time.

• If you're fine, then Kunikida will discreetly exhale out of gladness. You can use this to tease him. Free teasing material #2.

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Osamu Dazai:-

• Will act all silly and calm when he's actually conflicted.

• He's scared that you might die because of your condition. So even though he doesn't show it, he takes this very seriously.

• He's kinda broke, but then again, he used to be a PM executive. So shouldn't he have some money left there? I headcanon that he simply doesn't use it because it sort of ties him to his past? And he's trying to become a better person? So yeah. Maybe he'd use that money now, as it's like, REALLY necessary.

• When you ask about the sudden money he obviously avoids the question and changes the subject.

• If you hate needles, then he'll try to jokingly comfort you through the process. He might even try to bribe you with treats and things like that to make you do your infusions. And of course, he'll tease you around and make fun of you (lovingly). It's dazai, ofc there's teasing.

• At first I was gonna say that he'd also request to accompany you during missions, but then I changed my mind. If you think about it, he and Ranpo are the ones who come up with the strategies, so he'd just come up with a plan that makes sure you won't be in danger.

• If it somehow goes wrong, e.g the opponent was someone like Fyodor, then Dazai is just horrified. I feel like he'd get really overprotective because of this, he might even get nightmares.

• Overall, he'll joke around, but when shit gets serious, so does he.

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Saigiku Jouno:

• I'm not entirely sure if it'd make sense if s/o was one of the Hunting Dogs, but still had health conditions.

• Don't get me wrong- Jouno is blind and he's in the Hunting Dogs. What I meant was, hemophilia can increase the risk of death, and the risk and severity of injuries. All the members of the Hunting Dogs go through surgeries to give themselves enhanced and superhuman abilities. Correct me if I'm wrong, but wouldn't hemophilia's repetitive bleeding cause joint pain+damage, arthiritis etc.? The surgeries would probably end up including something to fix that up wouldn't it? What I'm saying is, if s/o was in the Hunting Dogs, it's likely their condition is also healed by the surgeries.

• So I honestly think it'll make more sense if they're not in the Hunting Dogs.

• So if you're not in the Hunting Dogs, that means you won't get i jured on missions, because you aren't really going on any to begin with.

• However, Jouno is in the Hunting Dogs, he'd have enemies, which means danger for you no matter what health conditions you have.

• Jouno seems like a really organized and neat person to me, I headcanon he's kind of a perfectionist. What's more is that he's apart of the Hunting Dogs.

• This would mean that he's likely to be fairly wealthy and buy you whatever supplies you need similarly to Chuuya. His neat and organized nature would also make things easier, like you'd have a whole ass closet with nicely arranged necessities. Pretty cool right :D?

• He might tease you because of your hatred of needles. He'll help you, sure, but that won't stop his teasing and playful banter.

• He'll never admit it, but he gets really worried that you might get targeted by enemies. If you do, Jouno will personally 'interrogate' whoever it was. They're in big trouble. Sucks to be them lololol.

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Oh yeah, nearly forgot to mention but this request was by @cheverlatte1228 . Wait, can someone tag them? Tumblr won't let me do it properly for some reason.

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dutifullyscreechingdragon · 13 days ago

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Jouno X ADA! reader

(Specifically the Arc where the whole world is convinced the ADA is a criminal organisation - season 4)

Summary: The Agency is on the run after being accused for the hostage situation. Everyone is distraught, but you, moreso than others, seeing as you aren't just running away from the Hunting Dogs, but grappling with the fact that your boyfriend is one of them too....

Trigger Warnings: slight Angst, blood, stabbing, crime, dark themes, mentions of sadism (it's Jouno),

A/n: I hope you enjoy it:)

★★☆★★☆★★☆★★

For the briefest of moments, right when he got the news, his collected and calm facade crumbled

He regained his composure quickly, but the storm of emotions raged on inside him

He was livid

He was out for blood (still undecided if yours or someone else's)

He was mad

He was concerned (deep deep down... Burried under anger and hurt and sadism...)

Above all else, he felt betrayed

He trusted you and now he had to hunt you down. Man is not impressed.

The feeling of betrayal and hurt grows with each passing second.

There is a dissonance between what he expected, wanted to believe about you. And the current reality

The sadistic part of him is thrilled, though

Oh how he craves to hunt you down and take out all the pain you inflicted upon him through your actions...

The sadist in him would immensely enjoy the chase. He can't help it. In that light, the thought of hunting you down is very much appealing

At the same time, he feels the need to protect you. His reason for being in the Hunting dogs is to protect people,

And ever since you started dating, protecting you has been high on his priority list

This just fuels his conflicting emotions though

In his present state, he would not tolerate any whatsoever inquiries into the situation in regards to his relationship with you and how it affects the operation.

If you are brought up, he would be cold and harsh and deliver some crude, off-handed remark, with his unnerving smile

This would be enough to unsettle and shut down anyone who dared to bring up the subject

However, the issue couldn't be avoided indefinitely:

"Isn't your girl one of them?" Tecchou asked nonchalantly, stirring the storm of feelings within Jouno anew.

"Yes... She is" Jouno dragged out. His expression shifted to contemplation, "Do not touch her. I'll deal with her personaly"

The conversation didn't slip the notice of Fukuchi:

"Jouno! Make sure the girl doesn't... Hinder you."

Jouno replied with a calm smile and a slight nod, "Of course not, Captain. She will be dealt with accordingly"

"No personal feelings in the matter" Fukuchi restated, just to cement the idea

"Naturally. I am insulted you'd even consider me to be so easily swayed by such a trivial matter"

Despite what he claims and chooses to believe, the situation has a huge effect on him.

He will delude himself in thinking that he can remain impartial

Before the chase even starts, he'd find a way to contact you and tell you to just... Stay put. That he will handle it:

Your phone rang, gaining you a glare from Kunikida:

"Right now? Really?" He mouthed exasperated

"I have to take it... This could save us" you replied. Maybe... Maybe if you managed to convince your boyfriend of your innocence he would tell the other Hunting Dogs to stop and prove your lack of involvement with the crime. You answered the phone

"Jouno?"

"Y/n" came his curt response

"We didn't do it"

"Of course you didn't" he mused. In your frantic state, you didn't notice the sarcastic undertone "Why don't you stay where you are and I'll deal with everything?"

"You- you believe me?" Was your hopeful response. You were shattered by his next words:

"We're on our way to apprehend you. Stay where you are, y/n. Can you do that?" he responded coldly.

Your heart dropped.

"Alright" you lied. You hoped that the response was short enough to pass under his radar for lying. You hoped the phone would distort your words enough to not make him suspicious. You hoped that he'd chalk up your wavering voice to stress.

You ended the call.

You hated deceiving your boyfriend. But he wouldn't believe you. So your survival instincts had to kick in. You threw your phone into the bush. It is probably already being tracked. Leaving it here would force the Hunting Dogs into a detour and buy you time....

The call is his way of giving you a chance. A chance to fix the mess you created. A chance to make it up to him - a shame you never got the memo.

A shame that in your mind the call was him mocking you. Telling you that he didn't believe you and that you were now on opposite sides....

Obviously he is beyond mad when you did not wait - if you hadn't run, he would have been able to negotiate relative safety for you. He is a valuable member of the hunting dogs, after all...

But now, you were just being problematic on purpose. Running and lying and betraying him like that

You know that they will catch up with you. Still, that doesn't stop you from trying to escape.

You dread the first encounter with him and rightfully so:

The car was going smoothly down the road.

"I know a hideout we can go to, but I'd loathe being there" Yosano spoke up. That gave you hope - if you managed to settle down and think things through - you'd be able to prove your innocence and Jouno wouldn't be mad.

"Really? Where's that?"

"I'm interested too. Please, do tell us about this hiding place" Jouno. And his unnerving smile. Your heart skips a beat.

He's right next to you and he won't even look your way. Won't even acknowledge you. That hurts.

"Jouno?" your voice is pleading, hoping to make him see, understand you situation, "Listen, we didn't-"

He cuts you off with a brusque gesture.

"Save it" his voice is harsh and cold. You shiver.

At this point, he is harsh and curt with you

Treating you as if you were just a common criminal, if not worse (a common criminal wouldn't invoke such deep feelings of betrayal in him, now, would they?)

If you expect him to be more lenient with you because of your relationship... You're partially right... He wouldn't want to harm you too much, but his anger and sadism might cause you a few injuries.

Despite his outward hostility and seeming coldness, he is still protective and cares deeply about you.

He does mask it exceptionally well.

Surrounding a caring gesture with so many sharp and thorny words... That you aren't sure if he is being kind or cruel (it's both - he found a perfect balance):

Tecchou's strike was true and it was aimed at you. It would have hit you head on. Probably targeting something vital. Consequences could be deadly. Lethal. You'd be dead on the spot, if Jouno hadn't swiftly redirected his partner's blade to the right.

It all happened so quick. You saw a flash of silver and already resigned yourself to death. Then a sound of metal clashing against metal and instead of piercing you through the heart, the blade merely caught your side.

It's still hurt as hell. And blood still gushed out of the wound.

Jouno clicked his tongue. Dissatisfied with the outcome.

He turned to Tecchou, dark expression on his face:

"Remember, harm the girl and I'll shove you off a cliff"

Tecchou nodded. Silent understanding.

You didn't hear them. All you saw was them exchanging a few curt replicas and Jouno approach you.

He knelt on one knee next to you. Looking at you on the ground. Blood trickling out. He furrowed his brows. He stretched out his arm for you and there you found a peace of cloth.

"Tie it around your torso. Stop the bleeding. We have no use for you if you die"

His sharp and hurtful words. A contrast to the kindness he just displayed. It left you more confused.

After a while you realise that the strikes towards you are less harmful and are mainly designed to intimidate rather than actually deal damage

You will also realise that your friends are not getting the same treatment

If you end up exploiting that to your advantage, by using your body to shield someone from a lethal strike (forcing Jouno to redirect his otherwise perfect aim to avoid killing you), he will be beyond mad

He will be fuming with rage

He will not show it

Not explicitly

Not to others

But you will know

You will know by the way he cocks his head to the side, and barely audibly utters "That's how you want to play it?"

You know it by the way the next strike is a bit more forceful

You know it because the next strike actually does damage. It comes as a shock. Something unexpected

You have come to rely on the fact that all the previous attacks weren't truly aimed at you....

Your eyes widen in pain and in shock.

A smile stretches on his face. Unperturbed. Calm. As if he wasn't the reason you were clutching your shoulder, desperate to stop the oozing blood.

He approaches you. Calmly. And places his hand on your shoulder, trying to slow the bleeding. His glove getting stained red.

"Do you fancy this better, y/n? I truly don't want to harm you. So why don't you stop interfering, hm? Then, we can... Just go home..."

You notice there is something pleading in his tone. You do not answer and he sees this as a permission to proceed:

"I can even arrange for the charges against you to be dropped on account of coercion" he stops briefly. Letting you speak. You stoically cling to silence, "Let me paint the scene for you: they forced you into cooperation, knowing that you were in a relationship with one of the Hunting Dogs. Coerced you into a crime. And now I came to rescue you. Sounds half good, no? All I need is a bit of cooperation, y/n, is that really so hard?"

He smiled. You flinched at his smile. There was so much care in it. And so much malice at the same time.

And yet you know he loves you. And wants to protect you. And yet you know that you can't accept his protection... Not on such conditions..

You want to give in. But you will not betray the Detective Agency. You can't.

He senses that you made your decision before you even announce it. He is good like that... His smile drops.

"Fine then" his voice is cold again.

You stare at the man you fell in love with. The one who could be so gentle and so caring. You knew of his darker side, of course. He was nothing if not honest with you...

A stray tear rolls down your cheek. You never expected to end up like this. He wipes the tear away. And in this gesture and his softened gaze, you can spot the tenderness and love, burried deep down.

His gaze hardens the next second and his hand drops down. He stands up.

A silent understanding passes between you. For now, until the issue is resolved, one way or another, you are enemies. You are on opposite sides of this. And there won't be no mercy.

★★☆★★☆★★☆★★

A/n: alrightyy, I hope this turned out well:) I have noticed that I may have slipped into some darker themes at times... And this turned out slightly more angsty than I intended...

Let me know if I should write a part 2 or a similar thing for Tecchou (I'm starting to have ideas here)

Oh and before I forget, lemme note, that the characters from Bungo Stray Dogs belong to Kafka Asagiri and yeah, I used a few quotes from the episode

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs jouno #bsd jouno #jouno saigiku #saigiku jōno #bsd saigiku #jouno x reader #bsd jouno x reader #jouno saigiko x reader #saigiko jouno x reader #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs x you

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miaountainmama · 1 year ago

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jealous

characters: jouno, fem!reader contains: pwp, shameless smut, collaring, oral (m!recieving), degradation and praise, use of good girl, he gets jealous and fucks you over his desk. i also don't feel like tagging but this one is relatively tame too. minors dni or i'll eat your bones

wc: 2672

a/n: i love writing jouno smut. man is so talkative

“Did you honestly think I wouldn’t notice?”

You shake your head at Jouno’s question— you knew you could never hide anything from him. You could never lie to him. Still, to be caught like this…

“I couldn’t help it,” you reply meekly, tugging weakly at the leather collar around your neck. The fabric is comfortable— Jouno picked out something nice and soft for you when he bought it. He switches like that, between someone who considers your every need and someone who pushes you just for the pleasure of it. Right now, he felt like the latter.

“…Couldn’t help it?” Jouno’s voice is low and smooth, and you swallow, knowing that no matter what you said, you would not be getting out of this situation easily. Your breath catches as he suddenly yanks on the chain connected to your collar, and you’re forced to look up at him from where you’re kneeling on the floor in front of him.

“Couldn’t help what? Couldn't help thinking about getting your cunt fucked by another man? Couldn’t help thinking about replacing me?” He chuckles bitterly, and you fiddle with your fingers in your lap. There’s nothing you can say, nothing you can do to make yourself look any better in this situation.

“I heard your heartbeat when you were looking at him. And the smell of your— ugh. Sickening. To think you’d get off thinking about Tecchou of all people.” He’s circling you now, heels clicking against the floor of his office, and you don’t dare to turn your head and follow his movements. You stare straight ahead, feeling the sweat bead on the back of your neck as you flush from embarrassment.

“I’m sorry,” you say, and, though he can tell you’re genuine, his lip curls in distaste as he stops in front of you. His fingers twitch around the chain leash.

“I’ll make you sorry. Get up,” he orders, and you follow without hesitation, standing and shifting your weight nervously from side to side. He points to a spot by his desk, and you get the idea, quietly shuffling towards it and standing with your back facing him.

“Bend over.”

Your face burns, but you comply, resting your elbows on the smooth surface of the desk and bending at the waist. You feel him step behind you, his gloved hand running along your arched back, and you can’t help but shudder at the touch. His hand lingers there for a moment before moving downwards, reaching around toward the front of your pants and unbuttoning them. Your breath hitches, but you let him do as he pleases, though your blush does darken as he pushes the fabric down your thighs, leaving you bare and exposed to him. You know he can sense how aroused his jealousy has gotten you, and shame bubbles up in your belly— you can hear the resentment in his voice as he sheds a glove and brushes his fingers between your legs, seeing for himself how wet you’ve become.

“My, so excited. So you enjoy this? You enjoy betraying me? Flitting around like a common whore?” You say nothing as you hear him messing with his belt and pants, and your heart rate spikes as you hear the leather drop to the ground. You know what’s coming, and your legs unintentionally spread a little— Jouno exhales in derision at this, mumbling an insult you can’t quite hear.

A tremor runs through your body as you feel him press closer to you, his cock sliding in between your folds as he prepares to enter you, and your eyes flutter half shut at the sensation.

“You don’t deserve an ounce of the pleasure I’m about to give you, you whore,” he snarls, and with that, he pushes into you, yanking your head back by the collar with one hand and grabbing you roughly by the hip with the other. You gasp out a choked moan, back arching further as he bottoms out inside you, and you barely have time to process before he pulls back and snaps his hips forward again in a rough thrust. It hits inside you just right, and you can’t hold back the groan that tumbles from your lips, feeling your entire body lurch forward from how forceful he’s being.

The first couple of thrusts are slow and deep, but Jouno was never one for mercy. Within seconds he’s set a pace that has you seeing stars, and your hands clutch at the surface of the desk, trying to find any sort of support as he ruthlessly pounds into you. The air is filled with the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin along with your heavy breaths and stuttered moans. He’s leaning over you now, pulling your head back by the leash so he can mutter things into your ear as his hips move against yours.

“Could Tecchou ever make you feel this good? Hm?” he says lowly, voice antagonistic, and you only moan out in response, already too fucked out to think. He lets out another displeased exhale before he pulls the chain back and sinks his teeth into your neck, causing you to let out a startled yelp.

“Answer me.”

Luckily for you, you’re able to form together a garbled no, and he hums in approval, rewarding you with a kiss over the new mark on your neck and another rough snap of his hips.

“Good girl. See, you can behave. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

He doesn’t expect an answer this time, which is good for you because you don’t know whether you could give one right now. You’re too busy gripping onto the desk for dear life, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of his cock pressing up just right against the spot inside you. He’s good— criminally good— even more so when he reaches around you and swipes a finger against your clit, not quite rubbing yet but applying enough pressure that it has you reeling.

“Are you going to be good from now on?” he says, leaning further over you to murmur directly into your ear, and you nod your head, always eager to please. His hands are so warm, and the thought of him adding extra stimulation has you practically whining. It’s hard to think when he’s so close to touching you like that, still going at a steady pace with his hips.

“Mhm, I promise, Sai,” you breathe out, panting at this point, and he coos another good girl, causing your blush to darken as the praise goes right to your core. He rewards you by finally touching you, wetting his fingers on your slick before lightly pinching your clit. You let out a gasp, back arching at the sudden rush of sensation. Jouno chuckles from behind you, and you have half a mind to whip your head around and ask him what he thinks is so funny until he starts rubbing, and that clears any ounce of brattiness from your system. It feels so good you swear you’re about to cum on the spot— and he can tell.

“So desperate for my touch? You’re soaking. You really are a whore.” His voice is full of amusement as he continues his efforts to pleasure both you and him, and he reaches out with the hand still holding the leash to fist at your hair and pull it back. Your legs begin to shake, but he shows no signs of slowing down.

“About to cum so soon? We can’t have that. Hold it in. You’re not allowed to cum until I tell you to,” he orders, and your eyes shoot open, tears shooting to them as you struggle to hold back your orgasm.

“But- Sai, I can’t, I can’t,” you babble, and you swear this man doubles his efforts instead of offering you mercy. Your moans become louder,

harder to suppress, and he tightens his grip in your hair. The sounds of skin against skin get more aggressive.

“Jouno- Sai, please,” you continue, practically begging at this point, and you can feel his hands twitch from where they’re holding and pleasuring you. A soft spot of his, perhaps, a weakness for begging? It’s shameful, but you’re too desperate, too close to release to care as you target and exploit that soft spot for all it’s worth.

“Sai, please, I need to cum, please, I can’t- I can’t hold it,” you’re whimpering by now, tears threatening to spill over your lash line, but he just hums in response, still ramming into you and circling your clit skillfully, and soon, the knot in your belly unravels. You’ve lost.

Your back arches to an almost painful level as you climax, and the moment Jouno realizes what’s happening he lets out a breathy laugh and begins to suck at your neck to overwhelm you even further. The tears really do fall now, and you sob out his name as he pleasures you through your high, never stopping even as your hips twitch and jerk. Your grip on the desk tightens to the point where you feel you’re about to splinter the wood. Eventually, you reach that point where everything becomes sensitive, and a shudder runs through your body. You know he feels it— still, he doesn’t stop, choosing to bite down on the crook of your neck instead, and your eyes squeeze shut as a strangled moan leaves your lips.

“Too much,” you whimper, feeling the hot tears running down your cheeks and dripping off of your chin, yet the man just hums again, choosing to ignore you, getting off to the sounds of your overstimulation— you can’t keep your mouth shut, moans and cries and sobs spilling into the air. You don’t know how long he keeps you on that threshold— it could have been seconds, could have been minutes, but as he whispers that you can take it you hate that you want to prove him right. You let him mark you up, you let him hold your head back by the hair, you let him fuck you so hard you cry— you let him do everything he wants to do to you until you hear a satisfied moan slip from his own lips, and he finally slows down. He hasn’t finished yet, but as he twitches inside you, both of you panting and gasping for breath, you know he’s getting there. He pushes all the way in and bends over you, turning your head so you can look directly at him.

“Mm. Such a shame. Directly disobeying my orders not to cum. What happened to being good?” he clicks his tongue, and your face burns with shame. You move to apologize, but the sound dies on your tongue as he shushes you, grabbing you by the shoulders and pulling out of you. You whine at the loss of contact, but he shushes you again, spinning you around to face him. You grab onto him for support, so fucked out you’re off balance.

“I’m not done with you yet. On your knees.”

He regards you with a light smile as you blink up at him, still sniffing and crying from the previous overstimulation, but you drop down to the floor at his command, knowing better than to go against him. You clutch at the fabric of his pants for a moment as you kneel in front of him, trying to regain any semblance of composure, and you’re surprised that he loosens the hold on the chain leash and runs his hands through your hair, letting you get those few precious seconds of rest. Perhaps he knows you need it before he inevitably ruins you a second time. Regardless, you lean into his touch, relishing in the feeling of his nails lightly scratching against your scalp.

As expected, he only gives you a few seconds, but it’s seconds that are appreciated. It mellows you out, and you open your mouth without complaint once Jouno shuffles forward and tilts your head up with a hand, grabbing himself with the other and tapping his cockhead against your lips. He’s surprisingly gentle as he inserts himself into your mouth, still cradling your head, though you know that won’t last. You place your hands on his body and wait for him to take control as he usually does.

His first couple of thrusts are shallow, slow. He moves deeper, and as his tip hits the back of your throat you gag and whine— he hushes you, rubbing circles on your jaw with his thumb. Your eyes water again.

Jouno pays no mind, letting out sighs of pleasure as he begins to thrust faster, harder, moving the hand not holding the leash to run through your hair again. You look up at him with watery eyes as you allow him to use you, and soon he’s fucking your mouth just as hard as he was fucking you earlier. Though it’s difficult to keep yourself together, though you’re crying unintentionally and drooling and overall ruined, he pacifies you by murmuring words of praise down to you. It’s satisfying to see him morph from smug to this— you watch as his eyebrows slowly knit together, mouth dropping open to let out light grunts, and the more he finds pleasure in your body, the redder his cheeks get.

“Ah, you feel- you’re being so good for me, fuck,” he pants, and you peer up at him contentedly as he slowly begins to fall apart. A weak noise slips from your open mouth as he tightens the leash, now using it to pull you up and down on his cock, and his head falls back at the added sensation. He’s holding back his sounds still, though, and you can’t have that. You quickly swirl your tongue around his tip when he pulls back again, and that seems to loosen his lips. He lets out the most delicious moan you’ve ever heard, breathy and coated in pleasure, and he speeds up.

“Keep doing that,” he commands, though it lacks any sort of bite— it’s more of a whine than anything else. His thrusts are getting sloppy, erratic, and you can tell he’s getting close. You obey eagerly, willing to do anything that lets you hear his wonderful noises again, and as you let your tongue go to work he moans again, yanking you by the collar harder. His thrusts are getting shallower, faster, and you know there’s only a matter of seconds before it’s over. His voice pitches up— his hand tightens in your hair— and with a final thrust deep into your mouth he cums, spilling down your throat with a low groan. He seems done, but you? You continue to gently bob your head and swirl your tongue as you swallow, wanting to coax as much from him as possible, and your efforts are rewarded with a whimper. It’s the sweetest reward you could ever be given.

Hastily, he pulls out of your mouth, regaining his composure. He holds your head away from him for a moment before he retracts his hand, making sure to stroke your jaw with his thumb a few times before doing so. You look up at him happily from where you’re kneeling below him, hands still on his body, and he lets out a shaky exhale before resting his hands on yours and gently nudging them off of him.

“I trust you’ve learned your lesson?” he says, always one to try and remain in control at all times, and you nod, leaning your head against his leg. You hum in affirmation, and he sighs, reaching down to stroke your hair again. It puts a smile on your face, and it widens as his smooth voice praises you again.

“Good girl. Don’t do it again or I’ll have to punish you a second time.”

The idea of it sends your heart racing despite yourself. A second punishment didn’t sound too bad at all.

“…Don’t get too excited. I won’t be as nice next time.”

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selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs · 9 months ago

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How he shows his appreciation. Saigiku Jouno

BSD Cast appreciate you.

All of them has their own ways to show their appreciation.

Saigiku Jouno let you fall asleep on his lap.

Of course, there is no need in sleep itself, if you just want to lay down, with your head on his lap. Jouno will keep you company. You can just lay here, thinking about something, or you can talk with Jouno about any topic you find interesting, or, you can take a nap.

Jouno is a good pillow. He is warm. His fingers gently traces lines on your shoulder, while your head is resting on his lap. Jouno tries not to move his head too much, but the jingling of his bell earring doesn't bother you. It helps to lull you away.

Jouno is a guardian. He won't let anyone bother you, when you are sleeping on his lap. You need your rest, and Jouno is here to make sure, that you are getting your beauty sleep.

It's a small gesture. But it doesn't make it any less sweet.

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iovetecchou · 2 years ago

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When A Stranger Calls ⧸ Jouno Saigiku.𖥔 ݁ ˖

Dark Content! Don't Like Don't Read, You Have Been Warned!

summary: When a stranger calls, Jouno answers. Pulling himself into a world of trouble.

༞ Contains...! phone sex, mutual masturbation, serial killer!reader, highkey yandere!reader, blackmail, coercion, manipulation, dubcon, mentions of stalking, mentions of murder (sorry tecchou)

༞ GN Reader.

༞ 2,440 words.

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Jouno was beyond fed up with the week and it was only Monday. Fukuchi put Tecchou and himself on this serial killer case. It has been weeks since they first got a lead. But still no luck in getting the perp behind bars. The worst part of it all? Was that Teccou was an idiot and hardly helpful in this investigation. He called Jouno every night about the details of the case, nearly boring Jouno to death with the repetitiveness. Hearing about the elements only aggravated Jouno even further because they had no advance in the case yet.

Tonight was no different. Jouno had only just stepped through the threshold of his apartment. He had a second to kick off his boots and remove his hat, placing it atop his kitchen counter before his phone rang. Jouno clicked his tongue at the pesky ringtone. He just got off the clock. He didn't get paid enough to deal with Tecchou's stupidity off-duty.

Jouno tugged his phone out of his pocket, answering it before shouting, "What could you possibly be calling me for now, you fool!" The blind king grimaced, clutching his phone tight, nearly cracking the screen. His anger only grew tenfold when more seconds ticked by, and there was no response from the man on the other line. "I'm hanging up. Don't call again, idiot."

Jouno huffed as he made quick strides toward his bedroom, tugging off his uniform in haste. He was beyond frustrated with everything as of late. All he wanted to do was shower after a long day. He stripped down to nothing but his boxer briefs, making his way toward the bathroom. He halted in his stride the moment he heard his phone ringing once more from where he left it on the kitchen counter.

Did this idiot have a death wish?

Jouno stomped into his kitchen, swiping his phone off the counter, answering once more. "Tecchou, if you call me one more time... I will come to your place and wring your neck. You hear me?"

"Woah... scary."

Jouno's body went tense. This gruff voice certainly didn't belong to his counterpart. But the number this call was coming from was certainly Tecchou's. Jouno had specific ringtones set for each of his colleagues so he knew exactly who was calling. Something was off. Jouno had a bad feeling about this.

"And who might you be?" Jouno quipped, keeping his voice calm as he tried to hear any background noises coming from the other end. He picked up on the rustling of leaves, the wind whistling, and perhaps the sounds of cars in the distance. Strange.

"I'm quite hurt you don't know who I am, Saigiku. You've been my secret admirer for a few weeks now." You were using a voice modulator, Jouno noted. There were moments when your true voice would crack through, throwing him off.

More importantly, how did you know his first name?

"Where did you get this phone from? Answer me now, mutt." Jouno barked out, quickly making haste toward his bedroom. He grabbed his discarded uniform, about to tug it back on before the voice over the phone snickered,

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Sai. Those clothes are dirty, plus I love to see you nearly on full display for me. You have a cute butt."

Jouno's blood ran cold in his veins. All of his blinds were shut, he was sure of it. He didn't detect any movement in his apartment, and from the background noise coming from your call, you were outdoors.

"I'm hanging up." Jouno deadpanned, trying to keep his composure. Even though he was beginning to freak out internally. "Do that, and you'll regret—" The line went dead before you could finish your threat, but it didn't take a genius to know what you were trying to say.

Jouno hastily checked the lock on the front door; it was secure. He tiptoed around the apartment, trying to listen to any abnormalities. His hands grazed along the windows, causing his fear to spike further when he realized all the blinds were, in fact, down. Nothing was out of place, and his apartment was as secure as ever. So, how were you able to see him?

He tried to think for a moment. You said he was your "secret admirer" which made absolutely no sense. Sure, many people fawned over him; but it was never the other way around. Plus, all he had time to do recently was work on this serial killer case— wait—.

Just as Jouno put the pieces together, the phone rang again. His heart pounded as the sound of Tecchou's ringtone flooded his train of thought. Slowly, he answered the call once more tonight. He kept as still and quiet as he could.

"Finally know who I am, darling? It's about damn time." Your altered voice boomed through his desolate apartment. You sounded displeased as you continued, "What, getting all shy on me now? Go on, say what's on your mind."

Jouno couldn't control the words that slipped past his lips. "You're that lowly killer on the loose. The one Tecchou and I have been hunting down." He didn't intend to speak, and yet he did? Could you potentially be an ability user and this was a cause of your ability?

"Lowly? That actually hurts my feelings. Don't tell me you truly think so poorly of me, darling." You feined offense over the phone, snickering slightly as you whispered, "No matter, I can just change your mind."'

Jouno knew something was wrong, "I'm hanging up—"

"No, you're not!" Your voice was playful, Jouno knew you were getting a rise out of this.

But what frightened him even more, was the fact that he was still on the line with you. He intended to end this call but Jouno was frozen in his tracks. "What's going on?" Jouno questioned calmly, despite his heart beating a mile a minute.

"Stop resisting, Saigiku. It'll be easier for you if you just give in!" Your altered voice was as chipper as ever.

"And let you kill me as you did Tecchou? Hah, as if." Jouno feigned confidence, trying to subtly get more info out of you.

"You think... I would kill you? You really do think of me as scum. Saigiku, I would never allow you to suffer the same fate as your stupid colleague— ah what did you just say his name was... oh right, Tecchou."

Jouno knew you killed Tecchou but to hear it from your mouth was petrifying. "Aww, what's with the sour face? I thought you loathed Tecchou! I got rid of him for you— for us!"

Jouno's breath was labored, he didn't know what to do at this moment. He felt utterly hopeless. "Tell me, how are you seeing me right now? Because I know you're not here with me."

Jouno cursed himself for how shaky his voice was. His face scrunched up as your wicked giggle flooded his mind. "It's a secret. If I told you, It would ruin all the fun! How would I be able to enjoy the sight of you jerking off every night if you somehow got rid of my little secret?"

"What did you just say?" Jouno felt heat rise to his cheeks. Knowing someone was watching him during such an intimate moment was mortifying.

"Oh, which part? The little secret of how I see you? Or the part about you fucking your fist like a desperate whore each night?" You snickered, causing Jouno's blush to deepen.

"You're fucking sick." Jouno spat, and his hands began to shake from this uneasy feeling.

"Hmm, maybe I am. But your little whines are so addicting, I can't get enough. It's so cute as you try to muffle your moans with your hand while you get yourself off. Oh, but my favorite part is when you finish. The way your hips lift off the bed as you make a mess all over yourself is my favorite sight— fuck... I'm getting turned on just thinking about it."

Jouno could hear rustling over the phone, your altered voice coming out more breathless now. "Come on, darling. Why don't you give me a little show, yeah? Go to the couch and take your underwear off for me. Red looks good on you, by the way, and I'm not talking about your boxers."

Jouno's throat ran dry as his legs moved on their own. He placed the phone atop the arm of the couch, tugging his boxers down his thighs before making himself comfortable on the plush cushions. Jouno felt exposed, too exposed and he didn't understand why he had no choice but to obey you.

"Tell me, this is a cause of your ability... yes?" Jouno questioned, placing his palm over his cock. Trying to conceal himself the best he could.

"How about this... I'll answer your every question if you start touching yourself for me. How's that sound?" You panted, Jouno could tell you were getting yourself off from the sight of him. He considered your offer heavily, if he did this, he would be able to track you down. But if he refused, you would probably force him to touch himself anyway, minus the intel.

"I accept. So, tell me... is this a cause of your ability?" Jouno's breath hitched the moment he wrapped his hand around his softened cock. He tried to stay focused on interrogating you as he stroked himself, getting hard in a matter of seconds from his heightened sense of touch.

"Yes! It's a mind control ability of sorts, but that's all I'll say for now." You giggled, stifling a moan as you watched Jouno fist his cock.

"How are you seeing me right now— hah..." Jouno huffed, letting out a small whine as he focused his touch on the head of his cock. Causing his legs to shake.

"Now, now... don't get greedy. That's one secret I won't give away. But since you're moaning so sweetly for me... I'll give you a hint. It's part of my ability." You whispered, the sound of rustling on your end of the call increasing by the second.

Jouno picked up his pace, slowly losing himself in the pleasure. "Why do you have a soft spot for me— ngh... d-do you— ah... do you know me perchance?"

You went quiet for a moment, the voice-altering device slipping away as you lost yourself in your own pleasure. Jouno's cock throbbed wildly as he heard your voice, your real voice, as you cried out his name. He knew this was wrong, he shouldn't be feeling this way from hearing your sultry whines. You were a sick person... but your moans were like music to his ears.

"I do know you... but I doubt you remember me. You saved me long ago... but— hn... I-I've loved you ever since." Jouno was trying to pinpoint your voice, skimming through his memories all the while he was trying not to cum from the intense simulation he was granting himself.

"H-How long ago was that?" Jouno asked through gritted teeth, slender hips lifting off the bed as he fucked into his fist.

"Years ago... I tried to grab your attention in every— ah... e-every way I could. But you're a workaholic. Never saving any time for a personal life, and so... hah— I-I..." A loud whine ripped through you. You panted as you tried to hold back. Not wanting to cum until he did.

"You began murdering just to grab my attention? Tell me you're n-not serious— f-fuck..." Jouno spat, balls tightening as his release neared closer. He wanted to get as much intel out of you before he came, so he edged himself.

"Oh, I'm dead serious— hah, get it? Dead serious— s-shit... gonna cum... Saigiku, stop holding back. I know you've been trying to hold out, but I need to hear you— need to see you cum for me." You hardly realized that your true voice was reaching Jouno's sensitive ears as you got yourself off. Too focused on Jouno and his pleasure.

"Well then, why don't you tell me your name? I'll be sure to say it while I make a mess all over myself— hah... I'm sure you'd like that, right?" Jouno smirked as he heard you stutter on the other side of the phone. He knew you were contemplating it. If you gave up your name, you were practically turning yourself in. But... you've dreamt about Jouno chanting your name like a prayer as he lost himself in bliss.

"Hah... you're good, Sai. Too good... fuck— you always know just the right thing to say. No wonder you're the Hunting Dog's finest." You panted, scoring your bottom lip with your teeth before gritting out,

"It's Y/N... go on, hah— cry out my n-name as you come all over yourself, Sai." Jouno finally let himself go at the knowledge of your name. He fucked into his fist vigorously, pace getting sloppy— tasting his release on the tip of his tongue.

"That wasn't so hard, was it? F-Fuck... Y/N..." Your breath hitched, hearing your name roll off his tongue.

"Say it again. Please!" Your mind was clouded, letting your desperation take over as you made a fool of yourself.

"Ah... Y/N, I'm gonna cum— s-shit, Y/N!" Jouno threw his head back in bliss as the first ropes of cum shot out past his slit. His thighs twitched as his hips studdered, sloppily working himself through his high. Cum painting his flush chest white.

"Saigiku, Saigiku, Sai—!" Your voice was muffled as you tumbled over the edge, whining out his name as your own release washed over you. Jouno honed in on your soft panting and whispers of his name as he came down from his high. Trying his hardest to regain his composure.

"Okay, I'm done playing these games with you, Y/N. Don't try to use your ability on me any further, or else I'll never say your name again." Jouno warned, resting his hips flat against the sofa as he twitched from the aftershocks of his orgasm.

"So cold... and just as I thought we were getting somewhere here! You know, I can just use my ability on you and make you say my name again!" You cooed. More rustling could be heard on your end of the phone as Jouno sat up, reaching over for his phone.

"Goodbye, Y/N. Next time we talk, It'll be while you're behind bars." Jouno ended the call before you could say another word. You continued to observe Jouno from a distance, smiling to yourself as a blush still bedecked the blind king.

"Catch me if you can, Saigiku."

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