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ryuuc00chie · 5 months

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I CAN’T MAKE YOU LOVE ME — R. KEN.

“‘Cause I can’t make you love me if you don’t. You can’t make your heart feel something it won’t.”

𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙽𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙼𝙴 . . . draken & f!reader.

𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 . . . explicit smut. cunnilingus. clit stimulation. just— really affectionate sex. angst. aged up. draken hoes (affectionate) i’m so sorry but this is gonna hurt (hopefully not). major spoilers ahead. you’ve been warned.

“Draken... wait—” You release a full-throated moan, head tossing back with your eyelids heavy.

Your nipple is in between his teeth. Draken laps, barely applying any pressure at all. The lack of thrust makes you want to scream, but the way he’s biding his time in tasting your perked up nipples indeed drives you to a zenith.

“What if Inui sees us...!”

He mounds your right breast, eyes closed while licking your left bud. Draken looks at you through his lashes, desire sparking in those black irises. “I wouldn’t give a damn. Would you?”

A coy smile paints your lips. “I wouldn’t,” you whisper before opening your mouth to welcome his tongue.

Draken isn’t patient. Your tongues tangoes together, twirling and sucking on a hurried rhythm while he quickly peels off the clothes from your body. Draken presses his clothed cock against your bare pussy, grinding and tempting you to arch your back to feel more of him.

You whimper into his mouth, locking your legs around his hips to pull him closer. To feel his hard-on and the lick of precum against his boxers.

“Want you now,” you breathlessly declare, cupping his cheeks, touching his chest, feeling him.

Draken chuckles, his lips swollen from your kiss. “And you’ll have me. Soon.”

That’s when he snakes his hands to the back of your knees, cupping and pushing them to spread your thighs apart. A rush of cool air blows at your naked cunt, making you shrivel in anticipation. Anticipation that’s been cleaved sooner when Draken dives in your sweet cunt, giving your slit one and long lick that halts right onto your clit.

He hardens his tongue, licking your puffy clit ploddingly to tease you. To make you scream for more, frustrated and thrashing.

You plant your elbows onto the bed to watch him. Draken smirks with his tongue out, looking at you with undeniable mischief. His hair is down, right side tucked behind his ears, left side falling and tickling your thigh.

Knotting your fingers through his jet-black tresses, you bite your lower lip while watching him lap onto your pussy like the world’s already ending.

His tongue hit a bundle of nerves, jerking your hips up just for Draken to hold them down again and lick that same spot that has your thighs trembling, closing in on his head.

Draken spits on your pussy, playing the clit with his pointer finger to spread his saliva all over, giving it an additional and overt amount of dampness.

Your mind refuses to think about anything other than the self-gratifying experience Draken is giving you. Perhaps that’s his goal: to let your mind swirl around the thought of him alone.

With a few more slurping clit, tugging hair, and begging for him to enter you, Draken finally stands on his knees between your thighs, fisting his length while lining it up to your entrance.

You gulp a few times, breath hitched. It isn’t your first time to have Draken fucking you, but it’s always a surprise whenever his cock would display its glory right before your eyes. It’s just... big. And the girth is more than enough to stuff you full. Not to mention how his veins are brazenly snaking around his cock, adding more to the erotic feeling it brings.

Draken pushes his tip in.

You bite your lower lip. Expecting an earth-shattering thrust but received nothing. It goes like that for another five seconds that you look at him funny.

“What’s the matter?” You lift a brow, studying his face.

Draken’s eyes are misted with pure, carnal lust. “Cum for me.” Your confusion grows, attempting to speak but has been stopped when he brings down his thumb to your clit.

Your body automatically reacts to the way he’s rubbing your clitoris, with the wide crest of his tip pushed right into your entrance.

“Draken—!” His name comes out as an airy moan. It’s torture. It’s agonizing to barely have him and it’s driving you mad. But when you see the way Draken’s teeth are bared, his jaws tightly pulled taut, you know that it’s tormenting him, too.

“Cum for me. And cum fast,” he hitches between his teeth.

You hold each other’s eyes. You, moaning. Him, encouraging you to surrender your all. Pussy clenching around practically nothing, Draken curses when he hardly feels the tightening of your walls.

Until you feel your nerves tingle, lower abdomen preparing for an explosion of your long-awaited orgasm. Mouth hanging open with your chests rising and falling in a frenetic rhythm, your climax slams into you with an intensity of an earthquake.

But Draken slams harder. The same time you cry out for release, Draken lets go of your clit to bring his whole weight down to your lower body, literally clapping his pelvis against yours in a bone-shattering thrust.

The sudden impact intensifies the clamping of your walls. Draken grunts against your mouth while you moan into his. There are literal tears in your eyes— because good gods, it feels too good to be true. Being stuffed to the brim while still cumming probably is the greatest feeling Draken has ever made you feel.

In that instance, you tug him closer. He doesn’t stop groaning, mumbling, grunting out your name until his own climax shakes him to the core. Draken grabs you by the waist, nails sinking in your soft flesh as he cums inside you like a separate thrust.

Both of your bodies are flushed against each other, as if you will collide anytime sooner. Mind, body, and soul.

That exact same moment when you’ve heard your name spill like a prayer from his mouth, it feels real. The beating of his heart, synchronizing with yours. The way he carefully wipes the tears from your eyes. The way he plants a soft kiss to your lips before collapsing beside you and pulling your body close. All of it feels one thing: love.

And you aren’t supposed to fall in love with him. He is nothing but your co-worker. Your boss, in a professional sense. But you have realized that lonely hearts finds solace in each other despite being caged inside your chests.

However, that same melancholy beating inside your rib cage seems to vanish whenever you become one with Draken. His kisses are what fulfills the emptiness, and his hugs are what drives out the cold.

Is it the same for him?

As you stare at his peaceful sleeping frame, your answer arrives sooner than you would’ve liked.

You tuck Draken’s strands behind his ear, showing a little of the cleanly shaven part of the side of his head. His breathing is leveled, cheeks flushed and lips swollen from the kiss you shared.

Until his eyebrows scrunches suddenly. His nose flared. Breathing turns ragged.

You cup his cheek, whispering, “Draken?”

Reaching out to shake him awake, you have been utterly floored when tears start to run down his face. Draken is crying.

“D... Draken? Wake up, hey—”

“Emma.”

Your hand turns cold, a few inches away from his face. Emma? Who is Emma?

“Emma, don’t leave. Stay... stay here...” Draken sobs. And it’s painful to hear him. It sounds as though he’s in so much pain. Tears heat up in the back of your eyes. “I’m... I’m sorry... Emma... I failed... I failed to protect you...”

“Draken,” you call out softly. Inside Draken’s room adjacent to his motorbike shop, the clock ticks along with the loud shattering of your heart. Despite that, you hold him close. So close.

Draken reacts to your touch even though he’s crying. He clutches your arm, pulling you flush against his chest while repeating and sobbing the words, “Emma... I love you.”

“Inui, can I ask you something?”

It’s been days since that night with Draken. Ever since then, you have acted as if nothing happened. As if you didn’t hear him cry and call another girl’s name after having sex with you.

You suppose it shouldn’t have bothered you more than it does, but there’s something snaking inside your system. It has kept you wide awake for the last three days.

Whoever Emma is, you have to find out.

And who’s a better source of answers other than someone who’s been with Draken for more than a decade now, right?

Inui looks up to you from tinkering with a new motorbike. “Yeah. What’s it?”

Crouching beside him, you stare at his grease-covered fingers before speaking, “Do you know who Emma is?”

It’s only a fraction of a moment, but you already have discerned the hesitation in his eyes. Inui turns and slumps on the floor, his back on the motorbike he’s been trying to fix since it was delivered.

You copy his movements. You both sit on the cemented floor.

“Emma’s Mikey’s half-sister. I’ve heard from the others that she was really fond of Draken.” You let Inui speak with your heart beating in your throat. She was? “When Tenjiku declared a fight with Tokyo Manji-Kai, Emma was caught up in between.”

Chills cover your whole body. You have not a complete grasp of Draken’s delinquent life when he’s in middle school, but you have a bad feeling about where this is going.

“What... what happened to her?” The question has been followed by a gulp.

“Kisaki, a member of Tenjiku, rode in a motorbike and slammed Emma’s head with a baseball bat. She didn’t make it to the hospital. They say Draken was so angry that he fought with Mikey. And at the funeral, he cried for the first time.”

“Emma... she’s dead,” you mindlessly speak as a conclusion to what Inui has imparted.

He cried? You have never seen Draken cry. He’s formed a sturdy façade in front of everyone. That alone has spoken volumes.

Emma is dead. But she didn’t die in Draken’s heart.

“Are you crying?” Inui peeks at your face.

Your eyes widen, palming the damp feeling on your cheeks. “Oh... I...” Forcing out a chuckle, you stand up. “Please don’t tell Draken about this.”

Albeit confused, Inui nods his agreement.

You have emptied three cans of beer when someone suddenly raps on your apartment door. With slightly wobbly knees, you amble to the doorway.

You tilt your head to the doorframe, peeking with only your face showing through the space. Sight blurry, you fail to realize that it’s him who’s standing there, waiting for an invitation.

“Can I come in?” Draken shoots up his brows to his forehead, hands inside the pockets of his sweatpants.

Only when you have heard his voice did the effect of the alcohol coursing through your veins subside.

“What are you doing here?” The question comes out accusing. Perhaps you intend it to sound that way. Thinking about his question, you open the door to let yourself out. Not let Draken in. “No, you can’t.” Because who knows what might go down if you are left alone with him in a comfortable space.

“You haven’t been going to work for two weeks already. I mean... I can excuse you if you’re sick. But you don’t seem ill at all. What’s the matter?”

You! You’re the matter! How dare you make love to me for more times that I could count then cry another girl’s name in your sleep? How dare you?

You want to shout the words. To pound on his chest. But where are you in his life to have the rights to do so?

“I...” you stammer, looking at the railings. Your feet carries you closer to the cold metal. There, you rest your elbows and let the wind caress your face. “I’m gonna resign,” you finally speak.

It’s been two weeks since you’ve begun to neglect your work. Two weeks. And Draken only visited you now.

Draken leans towards the railing with you. “Resign? Did I do something wrong? What happened? Am I not a good boss?” he quips.

Maybe it’s the alcohol. Or the raw emotions that seems to rip their way out your throat. But the answer to Draken’s question rolls off your tongue, startling you both at the same time.

“Draken, I love you.” And the words have never felt more real. You love him, because he isn’t hard to love.

“Y/N...” he croaks out your name. As if he’s under the cruel sun in the middle of the desert. But... you have heard him speak her name. He speaks her name as though she’s the first drop of water to his parched throat.

Emma and you, you aren’t the same.

“It’s been fun,” you say, chuckling acerbically. “Even though it’s fake.”

At that, Draken leans away. “How can you say that? Y/N—“ He pauses, keeping his cool. “Everything we did, it wasn’t fake. It’s real and I can—”

“Real,” you repeat with a scoff. Looking at him directly in the eyes, you have never expected his face to hurt this much. “Real but not enough.”

Draken stares at you dumbfounded before working his jaw in frustration. “How can you say that it’s not enough, Y/N?”

“Because I’m not Emma,” you choke. And goddamn it, you didn’t want to. You have run this scenario a million times in your head and in those imaginations, you have never cried. You won’t give in now.

As though slapped, Draken takes a step back. “How... Y/N... How did you know her name?”

“Is that important?” You scoff at him once more, harshly brushing the lone tear that has escaped your eyes.

Hurt flashes across his face. “You’re different, Y/N. Emma was... she was my...” His voice shakes a little. “We were never.”

How much does he regret that? Being never with the girl he’s still crying for a decade later?

You know how much he’s hurting. You want the conversation to end, too. Therefore, you bring down the last boulder to his shoulder. “Tell me, Ken.” Draken’s face lifts up, all ears to what you are about to ask. “Can you love me? More than you do to Emma?”

One, two, three seconds. Draken’s shoulders unknot. “I love you, Y/N. But... but I don’t wanna lie to you. I’ll love Emma as long as I breathe.”

You have no idea how much an ‘I love you’ can hurt. Not until you have heard it straight from his lips. He loves you. But that love isn’t enough to overpower the devotion he still has for Emma.

“Thank you for being honest with me,” you say after minutes of being taciturn. “Good night. I’ll visit the shop tomorrow for my resignation.” When you walk past him, Draken catches your wrist. Your lips tremble instantly.

“Can we... can we give it a shot, Y/N?”

Anger. That’s what you feel. You jerk your wrist away.

“And what? Be your own kind of Emma?” The tears are rolling in rivulets now. You have been defeated. “Tell me, how do I compete with your first love, Ken?” He opens his mouth to speak, but you hold up a hand to stop him. “More importantly, why do I need to compete with a dead lover?”

#‼️‼️#ryuu's.read later📖🎀

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ryuuc00chie · 6 months

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🌸 full service !!

syn. poor ken, crushing on inui’s girlfriend. luckily for him, nui’s a little generous sometimes.

cont. exhibitionism. mutual masturbation. threesome. oral (fem receiving). penetrative sex. squirting. sub!draken. soft dom!inui.

disc. 18+!

Of all the days Draken could pick to come into work late, he chose the one day you were visiting Inui.

Draken wasn’t jealous- no, of course not. He was the furthest thing of it. In fact, he was happy for his friend. Inui had a bit of a tough time finding love so when you came along, all wide eyed and soft smiled, he could tell you’d be a good fit for the blonde. It was kind of cute to see too, the way Inui would beam at a text from you, trying to hide the smile and the blush that tinted his cheeks when you came around to bring him lunch or something he forgot over at your place. He was happy for the guy, he really was.

But that didn’t stop him from taking a few glances at you every once in a while.

Draken couldn’t help it, honestly. You were just too sweet. Soft and supple and gentle to the eye, you were like strawberry taffy and sometimes the guy just wanted a taste. He’d never dare tell Inui though. There were far too many things around the autoshop for Draken to get popped by– yeah, they were friends, but Draken would never forget just how handsy Inui got with a metal pipe. He was not about to be on the receiving end of that beat down anytime soon.

So, Draken reveled in his arduous desires in secret. He sneaked glances at you, never lasting more than a second to disperse any suspicion. But Draken was an attentive man who remembered detail like his life depended on it. One glance was all he needed. He’d remember the swell of your thighs in those biker shorts you wore, the imprint of your pussy in them when you stretched and the hem of your shirt rode up. He’d remember the way your breasts bounced when you hopped up to greet Inui in that slightly suggestive dress that left a little of your cleavage open to a wandering eye. He absolutely remembered how your pretty panties stuck to your puffy lips under your skirt when you bent over just enough for him to get a glimpse. He remembered it all.

A part of him felt a little sick for his desires– you’re Inui’s lover after all. But he couldn’t help it, especially hearing the way you’d whimper and moan Inui’s name the nights he had you over to their shared apartment. You two fucked for hours and Draken stayed awake for it all, cock in hand slick with precum. He imagined how you’d look speared on his cock, the way your puffy lips would spread to take his veiny shaft into your tight hold, the way your gorgeous lips would part and quiver to whimper out pleas of his name. Nowadays you were the only thing that even made him cum.

But he thought those fantasies would stay locked in his mind. He thought himself to be quite sly, a little secretive in nature. He didn’t think that you’d caught on to his occasional glances and the way his mouth would water a little every time you came prancing into the shop with Inui’s name on your sweet lips. He certainly didn’t count on Inui finding out either. What a fool he was.

“Hey, Draken. You decided to come in after all, huh?”

Inui’s casual tone was somewhat ill-fitting for the current situation. It was almost as if Draken hadn’t walked into what he just walked into. It was like what was happening wasn’t happening.

“Y-yeah, I did.”

Inui chuckled, dipping down to whisper low into your ear. “Tell Ken hello, pretty girl. You don’t wanna be rude do you?”

“Mm-nn.”

“Then tell him hello.”

The viscid sounds in the room greeted him before you could part your lips to do it yourself. “H-Hi, Draken.”

You couldn’t even talk properly and he didn’t blame you. He couldn’t either. Not with your pussy out and on full display for him to see like this.

“Good girl.”

Draken swallowed. Yeah, his timing couldn’t be more convenient.

Inui was sat on the workshop table with his legs spread, you sitting right in the middle of them. Your legs were spread, feet planted on either side of his thighs, panties dangle off one ankle and your skirt pulled up. Your pussy was drooling, clear slick coating the puffy lips, his index finger flicking around your clit with a steady rhythm the liable cause for your condition. Draken’s eyes met yours for a split second and dropped down again, the second they did your pink little hole clenched up around nothing. God Almighty.

He couldn’t hide his hard on if he tried. The damn overalls were baggy as hell but he was sure his cock could break through cement with how hard it was. His hand twitched at his side; he wanted to palm himself so bad but this was awkward enough as it is and he wasn’t sure how okay Inui would be with his buddy just full on getting off to his girlfriend right in front of his face. Then again, since he was just kissing on your neck and cooing in your ear while playing with your clit, Draken figured Inui wouldn’t be too mad about it after all.

“You wanna taste her, Ken? She’s a lot sweeter than she looks.”

The poor man didn’t know when or how quickly he was on his knees but here he was. Kneeled inches in front of your weeping cunt. So close he could damn near taste you. Your heady scent filled his nose and he swallowed back a groan; no wonder Inui couldn’t keep his hands off you. You even smelled good.

“She’s pretty isn’t she?” Draken couldn’t tell if Inui meant you or your pussy. “Go on, taste her. Don’t be shy.”

Draken swallowed and leaned forward, flat of his tongue tentatively running between your tight slit. You gasped, nails digging into Inui’s hand as he held you to his chest. Draken pulled away to watch your hole close up again; fuck. Inui wasn’t kidding, you were sweeter than you looked.

He dipped down again, timidity fading away with each lick and suck on your pussy. At first his hand found purchase on the supple of your thighs- he wouldn’t forget how they felt even in death- but the more those gorgeous sounds fell out your lips, tiny whimpers and skittish mewls and all, soon those fingers gripping onto your thighs would trail over your puffy lips and circle and prod at your entrance. His tongue flattened out against your clit as his middle finger tested its way in, and the drawn out soft squeal he earned when he finally entered you fully was fully worth his cautious ministrations. His other hand found itself pushing away every constraint around his cock until the thick shaft slapped free into the cold air of the store, eliciting a groan straight against your clit that earned him a similar one back. His thumb circled the tip before his whole hand wrapped around it, stroking slow in time with the way he fucked his fingers into you.

“Mm, fuck,” Your head fell forward, lips parted as you watched the man between your legs lose himself. His eyes were closed, pretty lashes fanned across his cheeks, a mix of spit and your cum all over his face. In a way it was cute, you knew how bad he wanted you; both you and Inui did. Inui knew you’d fuck him too, so he let you tease his friend. It was funny watching Draken silently lose his mind at your antics. The least he could do was give the man a little pussy for his troubles.

“You wanna see how pretty she is when she cums?”

The words made Draken pull away, lashes fluttering while he tried to process what Inui just said. You clit throbbed, twitching visibly and he nearly came at that sight. He’d probably lose himself to see you actually cum.

“Yeah, sure.”

His tone was breathless, his confirmation the only words that came to mind. What the fuck was he supposed to say? ‘I dream of it every night so I’d love to see the real thing’? He wasn’t that desperate.

But watching the way your mouth fell open even more with the way your lips and pussy parted to suck Inui’s cock in damn near made him that desperate.

“Fuck, 'Shu.”

Your brows furrowed and there was the cutest pout on your face, raw lips glazed over in smudged lip gloss and spit that escaped the sides of your mouth. One of Inui’s hands found your shirt, pulling down the accursed thing- you didn’t even have on a fucking bra. Your tits were pretty too, every fucking thing about you was pretty and here Draken was, damn near pussy drunk as he watched his friend fuck up into you, stroking his cock like some simp while imagining that was him.

Kendrick Lamar was right. Good pussy was rather dangerous.

“K-Ken, please,”

Your voice tore him out of his thoughts, hand still stroking his long cock. His eyes trailed back up to your pleading ones, glassy with tears threatening to fall at any moment.

“Wha..”

“She misses your tongue.” Inui explains, still fucking into her slow. His voice was tight- likely because of how tight your pussy was. Poor man was probably trying not to cum. “She wants you again.”

His eyes fell back to your pussy. Your clit was throbbing still, pulse beating through the tiny bud with every stroke of Inui’s cock into your gooey hole. You were creaming like hell too, milky white substance damn near dripping down his shaft already. A part of Draken felt like he should’ve hesitated- how the fuck was he about to suck your clit while you were getting fucked by another man? Then again, the majority of him did not give one shit.

“Ken-ny!”

The nickname went straight to his dick as he moaned along with you, tongue circling your clit as it beat against the muscle. He was breathing hard through his nose, scent of your cum fueling him on, taste of your sweetness on his tongue rendering him damn near drunk. His hand moved faster and faster in tune with Inui’s strokes, your moans mixing with Draken’s in the air. His brows furrowed; he could feel it coming and he could feel it coming hard and fast. His thumb swiveled around his tip one last time, balls snapping and tummy clenching and-

“Kenny!”

You gushed in his mouth and his hips jerked with a loud groan tearing out of him. He came hard, thick spunk oozing out of him and over his hand, tainting his overalls. He didn’t give one fuck either, not when you looked so cute and sounded so damn adorable crying out his name like that.

Inui breathed out a laugh, cumming not too long after Draken pulled away. The taller man watched in awe as both your juices mixed together dripped out around him, swallowing back a moan when Inui pulled out and everything drained out, your hole clenching on instinct. Fuck.

“Don’t look so needy, Draken.” Inui’s lips stretched into a lazy grin. “Maybe next time I’ll let you fuck her.”

#IS IT NEXT TIME YET?#omg omg omg #i'm on the floor #i'm kneeling on the ground actually #PRAYING for either one of them at this point🥵🥵#ken ryuguji smut #draken smut #tokyo rev smut #ryuu's.recs✔💞

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ryuuc00chie · 6 months

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𝖙𝖔𝖐𝖞𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖘 + 𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚

FEATURING !! hanagaki takemichi, sano "mikey" manjiro, ryuguji "draken" ken

all are f!reader and contain elements of exhibitionism. please read the individual warnings for each character!

𝟏𝟖+ 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 (𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈)

𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖎

WARNINGS !! cheating, strong language, ffm threesome (feat. hinata), p-in-v penetration, fingering

When Hinata caught her boyfriend buried balls-deep inside your slit, the last thing you expected was to feel aroused... but 'aroused' was an understatement. Your pussy throbbed with the knowledge that, despite being the 'other woman,' Takemichi was so drunk on your slick walls that he couldn't stop even to apologize to his girlfriend. "F-fuck, she feels so good... just lemme finish, baby," Takemichi begged, looking at Hinata with pleading eyes as he filled you from behind. "Lemme finish and then we can talk." You expected her to react in anger, or even jealousy; after all, if it had been you, you would have given Takemichi the slap he deserved for this. Instead, Hinata began to unbutton her blouse with a smirk. "W-What are you doing?" you stammered, your cheeks burning with embarrassment. "What does it look like I'm doing, Y/n?" Hinata replied coyly. "I'm joining you." In nothing but her bra and panties, Hinata lay beneath you as Takemichi fucked you doggy-style. She spread your labia and giggled, rubbing you with two fingers. "She's so wet for you, Takemichi. How cute."

𝖒𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖞

WARNINGS !! strong language, fingering, oral

The tension had been building since Mikey moved in, but this morning had been the last straw. When he put his hand on your waist and reached around you to get to the orange juice, you could feel his cock throbbing against your back. By the time you remembered that your ex was supposed to stop by to pick up his old things, it was too late: you were already pressed up against the refrigerator, your new roommate kneeling between your legs. The locks in the door shifted audibly as you let out a moan of pleasure. "Shit, shit, shit!" you swore. You tried to push Mikey's head away, but he resisted with a sly chuckle. Rather than pull back, Mikey curled two fingers inside of you, stroking your g-spot in a tantalizing rhythm. As the door swung open, your ex made eye contact with you, Mikey's fingers knuckle-deep inside your swollen cunt. "What the hell is this?!" your ex shouted. Mikey fingered you harder and faster as he came up for air, lips plump and red with your juices. He grinned at your ex over his shoulder, possessive claws digging into your thigh. "Would you mind getting the door on your way out?"

𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖓

WARNINGS !! strong language, p-in-v penetration, choking, praise, volunteering to share you with mikey

Draken had spread your thighs apart in a deep mating press, rolling his hips into yours in a melodic rhythm. "Fuck, Y/n, look at how well you take it," he murmured, brushing his lips against your ear. "Your walls are practically sucking me in." You were entranced, moaning and babbling nonsense, until the door to his roommate's bedroom swung open. You hadn't known anybody was home, or you never would've been caught dead out in the open like this... yet even as your stomach churned with embarrassment, you had to admit you liked the way the shorter blond man stopped and stared. "You like what you see, Mikey?" Draken taunted his friend, reaching down to wrap his long fingers around your throat. He grinned when you let out a cry of pleasure, satisfied with your display. "She's behaving so well for me," Draken cooed, looking down at you fondly. "Maybe if you're good, I'll let him have a turn with you... would you like that, sweetheart?"

#i read draken and mating press and went cross-eyed😵‍💫#coochie straight OBLITERATED #do ya hear me?!#i need him RIGHT now #tokyo revengers #tokrev x f!reader #tokrev smut #tokyo rev smut #draken x reader #draken x y/n #draken x you #ken ryuguji #draken in my c00chie💕

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ryuuc00chie · 6 months

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🌸 full service !!

syn. poor ken, crushing on inui’s girlfriend. luckily for him, nui’s a little generous sometimes.

cont. exhibitionism. mutual masturbation. threesome. oral (fem receiving). penetrative sex. squirting. sub!draken. soft dom!inui.

disc. 18+!

Of all the days Draken could pick to come into work late, he chose the one day you were visiting Inui.

But that didn’t stop him from taking a few glances at you every once in a while.

“Hey, Draken. You decided to come in after all, huh?”

Inui’s casual tone was somewhat ill-fitting for the current situation. It was almost as if Draken hadn’t walked into what he just walked into. It was like what was happening wasn’t happening.

“Y-yeah, I did.”

Inui chuckled, dipping down to whisper low into your ear. “Tell Ken hello, pretty girl. You don’t wanna be rude do you?”

“Mm-nn.”

“Then tell him hello.”

The viscid sounds in the room greeted him before you could part your lips to do it yourself. “H-Hi, Draken.”

You couldn’t even talk properly and he didn’t blame you. He couldn’t either. Not with your pussy out and on full display for him to see like this.

“Good girl.”

Draken swallowed. Yeah, his timing couldn’t be more convenient.

“You wanna taste her, Ken? She’s a lot sweeter than she looks.”

“She’s pretty isn’t she?” Draken couldn’t tell if Inui meant you or your pussy. “Go on, taste her. Don’t be shy.”

“You wanna see how pretty she is when she cums?”

“Yeah, sure.”

But watching the way your mouth fell open even more with the way your lips and pussy parted to suck Inui’s cock in damn near made him that desperate.

“Fuck, 'Shu.”

Kendrick Lamar was right. Good pussy was rather dangerous.

“K-Ken, please,”

Your voice tore him out of his thoughts, hand still stroking his long cock. His eyes trailed back up to your pleading ones, glassy with tears threatening to fall at any moment.

“Wha..”

“Ken-ny!”

“Kenny!”

“Don’t look so needy, Draken.” Inui’s lips stretched into a lazy grin. “Maybe next time I’ll let you fuck her.”

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CH. 01 — BRIDAL PARTY

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ series masterlist

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ taglist: @reiners-milkbiddies , @milky-aeons , @lees-chaotic-brain , @blueberrisdove , @tenjikusstuff4 , @manjiro-sanhoe , @carcat-02 , @ryuuc00chie

a ray of sunlight shines on your face through your bedroom window. you scrunch your nose at the bright, warm light beaming onto you, waking you much to your dismay.

ken is already up; you can tell by the smell of coffee. you roll over and reach for your phone on the nightstand.

8:29 AM. 1 new message from hinata tachibana, your best friend.

thank goodness for small miracles, you think to yourself. you let her know you'll be there, then make your way to the kitchen.

"mornin'," draken greets, "you're up early."

"g'morning, love. getting ready to head out?" you ask sleepily, standing unsteadily on your toes before placing a soft kiss on his lips.

"yeah, 'm running a little late. got plans today?" ken asks as he picks up his keys.

"hina wants to meet for brunch, that's all." you smile at him and grab a mug for yourself.

"hmm, sounds fun. i'll see ya later, baby." he kisses the top of your head and walks out the door.

"have a good day, ken. i love you!" you reply and blow him a kiss.

"love you too baby." he replies as he walks out the door.

11:25 AM.

you arrive at cafe flower and scan the patio for hinata. she waves her hand in the air to aid you in finding her. you acknowledge her wave with a gentle nod and approach the table.

"thank you for coming on such short notice! how are you? how's life with draken going?" she asks, visibly excited.

"good! we're good, thanks for asking. our two-year anniversary is coming up soon." you muse, mindlessly reflecting on life and its fast pace of moving.

"that's great! i'm so happy draken has you in his life!" hina beams. her smile, as genuine as the words she speaks. she's always loved love, for as long as you could remember.

"thanks, hina. i'm happy he's in my life, too." you reply. a waitress brings out some complimentary mimosas. hinata orders herself crêpes, you order french toast.

"i invited you here because i have some pretty exciting news, and a very important question..." hinata says as she hands the waitress the menus. she springs out of her chair, no longer able to contain her excitement.

"TAKEMICHI PROPOSED! WE'RE GETTING MARRIED!" she exclaims, extending her hand out to you, flashing the engagement ring that sat pretty and perfect on her manicured finger.

you beam at the ring. it was so perfect. so hina. "oh, hina!! i'm so happy for you! congratulations!!!" you shriek, hugging her across the table.

"thank you! i am elated, can you tell?!" she giggles.

"well?! how did he propose?!" you ask excitedly.

"oh, you know takemichi... he was a nervous wreck the whole time. so nervous, he ruined the surprise because the ring fell out of his pocket!" she giggles, "he took me to the pier under some fairy lights and asked me to marry him."

your heart flutters in your chest hearing about hina's proposal. "that sounds about right for takemichi," you giggle as the waitress returns with your brunch, "i'm so happy for you both!"

hinata thanks you and the waitress, then takes a dainty bite of her crêpes. she reaches to her side, then hands you a gift box wrapped in a bow. she marvels at you as you sift through the contents of the box.

"i can't tie the knot with out you. so... will you be my maid of honor?"

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ note: aaah first chap!!! 🥹 lmk what you think!!! i've never written a series before so go easy on me 😅

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𝐈 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮 — ken ryuguji x reader series

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ summary: your childhood best friend hinata tachibana, is getting married, and all this talk and planning is giving you wedding fever. . .

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ notes: i don't have a particular upload schedule for this little series as of rn but that may change! i'm also already thinking about a sequel to this following the events after this series HNSKSHDJ comment if you want to get tagged in this series!

CH. 01 — BRIDAL PARTY

hinata has an important question to ask you. . .

CH. 02 — FEVER PITCH

helping plan hina's wedding is getting you excited for your own wedding. . .

CH. 03 — BACHELOR/ETTE

party time! (suggestive themes)

CH. 04 — WEDDING BELLS

it's finally hina and takemichi's big day!

dividers by cafekitsune

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #tokrev x reader #ken ryuguji x reader #draken x reader #ryuuc00chies.reblogs🤞🏽🎀#ryuu's.read later📖🎀

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I will be starting a Draken miniseries on this blog in the near future 😊🙏🏽💕

#draken x reader #ken ryuguji x reader #stay tuned!#it will be three parts!#ryuuc00chies.rambles💕#draken in my c00chie💕

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You and I Collide

Pairing: Fem!reader x Time skip!Draken

Summary: Y/n has struggled after the loss of her boyfriend, Baji. Feeling at a breaking point, she hopes to find solace in Draken, an old mutual friend. However, y/n finds her feelings for Draken quickly become complicated. Shout out to my bestie for helping me w the concept.

Word Count: 9.3k

Warnings: MAJOR manga spoilers if you have not read through chapter 148 proceed with caution!! Grief/ take of death, drinking (mild), slow burn(ish) friends to lovers, dry humping, fingering, oral (fem receiving), p in v sex, cream pie, the works. Also everything is pretty much the same as cannon TR but pretend Baji got yoinked in college instead of HS.

Two moments defined your life: meeting Baji and Baji dying. They were divided so clearly, an ax falling on your life. Baji was the first person you met in college, plopping down next to you without a book or a pencil in sight. He was everything you weren’t: brazen, charming, and unapologetic. He asked your name with a smile playing on his lips and you knew. There would be no one for you but Baji.

If Baji was different from you, he was the antithesis of your ex (who dumped you right before college started because, “he wanted to have fun in college.” Over text no less). Your ex was perfectly coiffed with short blond hair, preppy clothes, and the desperate need for everyone to think he’s a good guy. Baji was a mess of dark hair, leather, and the desire to be absolutely nothing but himself. It wasn’t until you met him that you realized how wrong you were about what your “type” was.

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Okay but I CANNOT stop thinking about dressing in the cutest all pink outfit and convincing Draken to at least wear a more colorful kimono with shorts and his white tank to go see the Barbie movie together!

Draken’s living in his Kenergy with his little Barbie💕🥰

#I mean Draken’s name is literally Ken #this is literally so cute!🎀#he is the perfect ken doll #in every way #ryuuc00chies.reblogs🤞🏽🎀#draken in my c00chie💕

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⇰INTRODUCING, AN OFFICIAL BYP🌹🌸 COLLABORATION EVENT...

...."BLONDES HAVE MORE FUN!"❀

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A/N ::: So I don't think I'm broken anymore. 1 week of a actually doing something didn't ruin me. I come back on the weekends.

C/W ::: Draken x F.reader, Make-up sex?, unprotected sex, P->V

WC ::: Kinda long, 3,035. Happy with every word.

You were going over to Draken's place to collect the rest of your stuff today. It's ok though, because he's out doing some stupid Toman shit and won't be there. Seeing him right now would be your absolute downfall. It would permanently wreck you. You're so fucking horny all the time. Yeah, so, you have toys. But your toys will never measure up to his cock. They'll never measure up to his hands or his mouth on you. He could get you wet by just looking at you for too long.

"Ohp, snap out of it, y/n. Stop. Now." You had to remind yourself on the way over there that not only would you not be seeing him, but you wouldn't be fucking him, either. And all the thoughts that penetrated your brain consisted of him. Pounding into you at such an unforgiving pace you thought you were actually going to die - but it was ok. There was no better way to go than being fucked to death by him. Him of all people.

The 2nd in command of Toman. Mikey's №1… in many aspects. Sitting at the red light you started thinking about how Draken was your №1, how you were his №1.5. Mikey always came first when it came to business. You always came first when he was done with that shit.

You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn't notice the light had turned green until the car behind you honked their horn. "Fuck!" You slammed on the gas and turned the wheel a little too hard, causing the car to jerk sideways and you almost lost control. "Perfect visual to my life right now. Goddamn it, Draken. Leave me alone." You were really starting to lose it.

After calming down and pulling over to catch your breath, you realized you were already at your destination. It wasn't like you needed to check the address or anything, you knew exactly where he lived. And so often, you were on auto-pilot. Whenever he called you, you floated out to the car and eased your way down into the driver's seat. Your pussy already sensitive. Reeling in the anticipation of what he was going to do to you. How he was going to make you feel.

"Fuck. Ok, y/n. Keep it together." You hopped out and made your way to the front door. No one was around, and the gate was unlocked. That's always a good sign. Draken must have forgotten to lock it before he left. He was expecting you to come by today, but you double - triple checked the date to make sure he wasn't going to be here. If he were, you know all to well that you'd end up fucking in his room before you left with the rest of your things.

As you unlocked the door with your spare key, you realized he probably left the gate open for you. "Thanks, Ken." you muttered to yourself as you walked into the living room. It was just as clean and organized as you remembered it. Nothing out of place. Everything had its spot. That's one of the things you loved about him.

You made your way to his bedroom, and as soon as you opened the door you were greeted by his scent. That fucking smell. It was so intoxicating. He smelled like a mixture of cologne and musk. Something you couldn't quite put your finger on, but it was so sexy. So damn irresistible. You wanted to rip off your clothes and roll around on his bed just to soak up his aroma. You had half a mind to find his cologne and spray it all over you and your stuff so you could have it permeate your senses one more time and last until the smell completely faded away. But you managed to resist the temptation to go down that path.

"Ok, focus." You had to snap out of it again. "This is the last time you'll be in here. Just grab your shit and go." You gathered your clothes and some other miscellaneous items you had scattered around the room. Some makeup, a few books you borrowed from him, and some other trinkets that you didn't even realize you had left behind.

As you were stuffing everything into your bag, you found one of your old bras. You actually weren't even sure if it was yours. "Damn, Draken." You laughed to yourself as you shoved it into your purse. You didn't know how it ended up in his drawer, but you assumed it was from one of his one night stands. They must have left it behind and he either didn't bother to throw it out or he didn't know what to do with it. You decided to take it and toss it when you got home. "It's not like he's gonna miss it anyway."

Once you were finished, you took one last look around the room. The memories flooded back into your mind. The nights you spent tangled in his sheets, him fucking you so good you almost passed out. The way he whispered in your ear how much he loved you. How he was addicted to your pussy. You remembered how you would sit on his face and grind against him until you came. How he would eat you out like you were the last meal on earth.

"Stop! Stopstopstop it!" You smacked yourself across the face, trying to snap yourself out of it again. You couldn't think about him anymore. It was too much. He was too much. You grabbed your bag and headed out the door, locking it behind you. As you walked out to your car, you saw the garage door was open and you noticed his bike sitting there. It was so shiny and well taken care of. You remember riding on the back of it with him, feeling the wind whip through your hair as he zoomed down the streets. You felt so free with him. So alive.

"Not the point, asshole." You said to yourself, making your way over to the open door. "Hello?" You asked. It wasn't like Draken to leave his door open like this. It wasn't like him to not have his bike. There was no answer so you walked in. "Anyone home?"

And there he was. Sitting on his stool, lowered all the way down so he could work on whatever the hell he was working on. You never knew what he was doing. But you knew that he looked amazing doing it. "Hiiii," you said, slowly dragging out the 'i'. He didn't turn around. Didn't even flinch when you said that.

"You're supposed to be gone, Ken." You said, annoyed. Still, he didn't move. "Did you hear me? I said you're supposed to be gone!" You started to get pissed off. This wasn't part of the plan. He was supposed to be out with Toman, not here. You didn't want to see him. "Hey!" You smacked him on the shoulder.

He jumped up and put his fists in front of him. "FUCK! Don't fucking sneak up on me, y/n! Jesus!" It was then you saw he had earbuds in. A smile spread across your face. You weren't sure if it was the satisfaction of knowing he didn't hear a single thing you said to him or that you scared the shit out of him. He was always so aware of his surroundings. Always knew what was happening. But not today. Today he was at your mercy.

"You fucking scared the shit out of me! What the hell are you doing here?!" He was fuming. You couldn't help but laugh. You hadn't seen him this pissed off since you two broke up. It was a sight to see.

"I came to pick up the rest of my stuff, you jackass. You said you wouldn't be here." You crossed your arms over your chest. He looked so good when he was mad. It made your pussy clench.

"Yeah, well, Mikey had some shit going on and needed me here." He started to calm down after the threat of the unknown smacking him on the shoulder passed. "I didn't think you were gonna stop by today." He leaned back on his stool, eyeing you up and down.

You knew what he was doing. He was checking you out. Trying to get a rise out of you. Make you squirm. "I … don't … look at me like that, Draken." You didn't know what else to say. You were so frustrated with him. "Don't fucking start."

He stood up and walked towards you. "Start what? I didn't start shit, y/n. You're the one who came in here and started hittin’ me and shit. You smacked me on the shoulder." He whispered in your ear. You could feel his breath on you. How hot it was. How sweet it smelled - and you could never get over that. How typically gross things that other people look or smell like, you had grown to love about him. It was infuriating. You were doing so good until today. (Good meaning you had only thought about him while touching yourself. You hadn't actually broke down to see him.)

"Fuck, Draken." You pushed him away from you, but he grabbed your hands and held them in front of you. He was so much stronger than you. It was pointless to try and fight him off. It was pointless, but it wouldn't be a lost effort. Something would come out of it. And you hoped it would go in your favor. "Don't do this to me."

He pulled you in and wrapped his arms around you. "Do what? Hold you? Is that what I'm doing, y/n?" He squeezed you tight. Your back against his chest. His head resting on your shoulder. You could feel his breath on your neck. His cock starting to harden against your ass. "You want me to let you go?"

You shook your head. Yes or no, you don’t have a single clue but you still did it. You didn't want him to let you go. You wanted him to hold you forever. You wanted him to fuck you until you couldn't see straight. You wanted him to make you feel like he used to. But you knew it was wrong. You were broken up. He didn't belong to you. "We can't, Draken. We have to stop."

He turned you around and looked you in the eye. "Stop what? This?" He rubbed his nose against yours. Teasing you. All you could think about was how it would feel to have his lips pressed to yours. It was like a fire had ignited inside you. A burning desire to have him. To feel him. To touch him. "Is this what you want me to stop, y/n? This?"

Before you could say anything, he had his mouth on yours. You tried to resist, but it was useless. Your body melted into him like it always did. The kiss was so slow. So deliberate. So well-planned. You're sure he knew you were coming over today. You both made plans to not have to see each other, that was what was agreed upon. And yet here you both are.

Right where you need to be but not where you want to be? Is that what's happening? Is that the right order? Or is it right where you want to be but not where you need to be. But all you can think about is his taste. His tongue. Tracing your bottom lip from side to side, top to bottom. The warmth of it familiar and all-encompassing. You never wanted to give it up.

He started to pull away, but you grabbed his face and kissed him back. Your hands on his cheeks, pulling him closer to you. He wrapped his arms around you and lifted you up, carrying you into the house. He set you down on the counter and started to pull off your shirt. "I missed this, y/n. I missed you."

He slid his hands down your body and undid your jeans, pulling them off of you. You couldn't believe you were doing this. That you were letting him do this. But you couldn't stop yourself. "I ... hoh ... fuck, Kennn-nuh."

He pulled you down and bent you over the counter. Your tits pressed against the cold marble. He slid his fingers into your panties and felt how wet you were. "So fucking wet, baby. You want my cock don't you? You want me to fuck you, y/n?"

You moaned as he rubbed your clit. "Yes. Fuck. I want you, Ken." He pulled your panties down and spread your ass apart. "Please fuck me, Ken." He spit on your pussy, getting it nice and wet. You heard him unzip his pants and felt the tip of his cock rub against your entrance.

"I'm gonna fuck you, y/n. I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'll forget why we ever broke up. You ready, baby?" He pressed his cock inside you, inch by inch. "Oh, fuck." You whimpered as he filled you up. "So fucking tight. You missed my cock, didn't you, y/n?"

He started to pump into you from behind. You couldn't believe how good he felt. How he stretched you out. The way he hit all the right spots. "I missed your cock, Ken. I missed it so much." He started to fuck you faster, his hips slapping against your ass. "Fuck, you're gonna make me cum already."

He pulled you up and started to play with your tits, his cock still buried deep inside you. "Cum for me, y/n. Cum all over my cock. Let me feel you, baby." He bit your earlobe and squeezed your tits.

"Oh, fuck!" You started to cum, your pussy clenching around his cock. "Fuck, y/n. I'm gonna cum."

He pulled out and your head dropped at the sudden lack of him. He turned you around and lifted you up, guiding your legs around his waist, He carried you down the hallway to his room but halfway there you slipped down on his cock. "Oh, shit. Fuck!" He started to cum, his cock twitching inside you. "No! Fuck! Not - not here, not yet!"

"Oh, god!" You started to cum again, your juices dripping down his cock and onto his balls. He pressed you against the wall and fucked you harder, his cum spilling out of you and onto the floor. "Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He grunted, his cock still pulsing inside you. "Oh, fuck, y/n. I'm still … cumming."

He slowly slid out of you and set you down on the floor. You were both panting, trying to catch your breath. "That was ..." you couldn't even form a sentence. You couldn't believe what just happened. You were supposed to be getting the rest of your stuff. And then Draken wasn't supposed to be here. And now you're cumming on his cock. You didn't know what to think or do. "Ken ... I think ..."

He picked you up and carried you to his bed. "Shh, just shh, y/n." He pushed your legs apart and kicked his pants off the rest of the way, laying down on top of you. "Don't talk. Just feel me, y/n." He kissed you again, this time it was slow and passionate. He slid his cock back into you, pumping in and out of you at an even pace. "I love you."

You looked up at him. "Ken." You put your hands on his hips and stopped him from moving. "You can't. You can't say that to me while you're buried balls deep in my cunt. It doesn't count. It doesn't count right now."

"The fuck are you sayin'. It should count more now than any other time. Why the fuck you think I'm saying it righ' now, hah?" He started to move again, his cock hitting your g-spot with every thrust. "I love you, y/n. I always will. You can't change that."

You pulled him closer to you and kissed him again. You didn't want to argue anymore. You just wanted him. "I love you, Ken. I love you, too." He started to fuck you harder, his cock throbbing inside you. You eyes began to roll back into your head. "Fffuhcckk," you moaned as he fucked you deeper. "Oh, fuck. Oh … fuck."

He grabbed your hair and pulled your head back, exposing your neck. He started to bite and suck on it, leaving a trail of hickeys from your collarbone to your ear. "Cum with me, y/n. Cum with me."

You both started to cum together, his cock spurting inside you. He kept fucking you, his cum dripping out of your pussy and onto the bed. "Ken, stop. Stop, Jesus, mercy, uncle. White flag waving!" You laughed and pushed him away and he rolled over onto his back. He was so fucking hot. His chest covered in sweat, his cock still hard and twitching. "Fuck, you're something else."

He chuckled and grabbed your hand, pulling you on top of him. "Hmm … So are you." He pulled you down and kissed you again, his tongue exploring your mouth. You felt so happy. You forgot how good it was with him. How perfect it was. How in sync you were with each other. "I love you."

You laid on top of him, listening to his heart beating. "I love you. I love you, too."

"So." He said quietly.

"Mm?" It was all you could muster at this point.

"Unpack your shit and bring the rest of it over. You live here. You live with me now." You could feel him smiling against the top of your head.

You looked up at him. "Ken. You can't be serious. I can't ...""Yes, you can. You will. Not letting you go again." He kissed the top of your head and picked up the key you sat down on his nightstand, slipping it back into your hand.

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#ken ryuguji x reader #draken x reader #tokyo revengers draken #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo rev smut #he's so sexy UGHH #the way she called for mercy LOL #that would be me fr😂#ryuuc00chies.reblogs🤞🏽🎀#draken in my c00chie💕

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Black girls who selfship are braver than US Marines. I promise your anime boyfriends adore you so much. I don't watch jjk but Gojo would kill any racist who so much as looked at you wrong.

#honestly!!#bc the fandom community is RACIST and WEIRD asf #and that goes for all of them #ryuuc00chies.reblogs🤞🏽🎀

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"not all men" true Draken would never.

#he would NEVER😌🤞🏽#and that's why he's my man fr #ryuuc00chies.reblogs🤞🏽🎀#draken in my c00chie💕

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Just opened this damn blog and already got a fic idea😂

#draken x reader #i'm down bad for this man leave me alone rn #ryuuc00chies.rambles💕

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Kill For You | Ryuguji Ken (Draken) x Fem!Reader (Dark Content)

[PLEASE NOTE: this fic contains Dark Content. there is a pretty detailed description of an attempted sexual assault, as well as descriptive violence. if you are sensitive to these subjects, this fic might not be for you. reader discretion is advised.]

content warnings include: alcohol, sexual assault, physical assault, descriptive violence, blood, injury, mentions of panic attacks

word count: 4.1k

auth note: THANK YOU for 100 FOLLOWERS! this is my gift to you all for your continued support on my new journey! it was about time i give my first tr obsession some attention. we all know Draken is the protective type, so i played with the thought of how far he'd really go if the person he loved was in real danger. proofread, but probably not perfect. (not tagging anyone bc of the nature of the fic)

It was almost midnight, and Draken still hadn’t shown up to the club he instructed you to meet him at. You felt your phone buzz in your lap.

-Sorry, babe. Meeting is running late. Will be there soon. xx”

You let out a sigh and close your phone and place it on the bar in front of you. You raise your drink to your lips and take a long sip. He’s been late more often these days… Maybe there’s something big happening with Toman that he hasn’t told you about yet.

Still, it was unusual for him to be this tardy to a date that he planned.

You were staring absent-mindedly at the wall adorned with fancy bottles of alcohol, a mirror placed behind them to make the room appear twice as large. You could see all of the rapid moving lights reaching every corner of the venue, the music quite loud in your ears.

Draken had said some of the gang planned on coming here after their meeting anyway, and he kindly invited you for the fun, once their business was taken care of. You didn’t mind— you liked the guys and any chance you got to spend time with your boyfriend was never passed up.

He even asked you to wear his favorite dress— the short black one that hugged your curves just right, with the silk fabric and the thin straps that showed off your shoulders and collarbones. You even decided to wear body glitter to look even more ethereal, hoping it wouldn’t upset Draken if one of the other Toman guys just happened to give you a lingering glance. He could be very protective of you, but you didn’t care, as long as it wasn’t overkill.

You played with the hem of your dress at your thighs, when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

Finally.

You spun around in your seat, only to see a stranger you didn’t recognize.

“Hey there! You look like you could use some company, sweet thing!” The man all but shouted in your direction, being that the music volume was pretty high.

“Oh! Um, I’m sorry! I’m expecting someone!” You shouted back.

“Right so, what are you drinking? Can I get you another?”

…Did he not hear you?

You leaned in a little closer to the guy to make sure he understood you this time. “No thanks! I’m waiting for my boyfriend!”

This man seemed to not care if he heard you correctly or not, because at that moment he put his arm around your shoulder and spun you to face the bar with him while he tried flagging down a bartender.

You removed his arm from you with some force. “Hey! Did you not hear me? I said my boyfriend is on his way,” you reaffirmed once again.

The man laughed and slammed his palm on the bar. “Listen honey, if your boyfriend isn’t here now, he’s not comin’.”

You felt another presence behind you. “Hey, what do we have here?” There were two other men now standing behind your chair that you could see in the mirror on the wall. “Who is this fine lady you’ve stumbled upon?”

“I was getting around to asking for her name, but she said she’s ‘waiting for her boyfriend’ to show up,” he mocked your words to his friends.

You scoffed in his face, lifting your drink your mouth and finishing what was left. You grabbed your cell phone, bag, and coat and pushed your way through the two men standing behind you to retreat to the bathroom. You could faintly hear them snickering through the beat of the music.

There were a few wasted girls at the sink applying make up and attempting to fix their hair when you entered the ladies’ room. It really wasn’t that much quieter in here than it was in the swell of the club, but you opened your cell phone and speed dialed Draken. Surely he must be done with his meeting or on his way here.

[Ring... Ring… Ring… Ring…. Ring.]

He wasn’t answering.

Goddamit, Ken. Would he really stand you up? And at a night club no less? You started to convince yourself that he somehow made other plans with Mikey or something and just forgot to tell you.

Or maybe he had gotten into a huge fight with some thugs… That was even less favorable-- thinking about your boyfriend laying bloody in the street somewhere or dying in a hospital.

You tried not to work yourself up thinking the worst. You sent one last text to Draken:

“I’m tired of waiting. I’m going home. Please call me.”

———

As soon as you heard even the faintest sound of motorcycles, you looked up to see if it was the Tokyo Manji Gang headed your way. Several times now, it was not Draken or his friends that buzzed past you on the street.

The sound of your heels clicking on the sidewalk was mixed in with the many sounds of the city. There were cars, restaurants, stray cats, and even prostitutes on the streets downtown. You hugged your coat to your torso when the wind blew. You didn’t realize it would be this chilly tonight.

You wouldn't even be walking home if Draken and the guys would have shown up. It was far too late to catch a train, and cabs were expensive. On top of working on getting back to your apartment, you plagued over the possibilities of where Draken could be if he wasn’t answering your calls. You pulled your cell phone out of your pocket again.

No calls. No texts. And it was past 1 o’ clock at this point.

Your main objective was getting home and putting on comfier clothes, anxiously waiting for him to call or show up at your apartment.

You stopped at a crosswalk near the edge of town when you felt someone bump into your back. You stepped forward and turned around to apologize, when you realized the man looked familiar to you.

“Hey sweet thing. Where’s your boyfriend, huh?”

It was the same man from the night club, and his two friends that had been standing behind your chair. Did they really follow me the whole way here? You scoffed and decided to make a right turn instead of crossing the street. Anything to get away from them.

You heard one of the other men call out to you, “Aw come on, baby, we just wanna talk!” Your heels clicked faster on the pavement as you picked up your pace. The man who had persisted you at the club caught up to you and grabbed you by the arm.

“You should really come with us,” he coaxed. You ripped your arm away as hard as you could and shouted “You should really leave me alone! I made it obvious I wasn’t interes—”

You felt one harsh slap across your face, so much so that your entire body turned, and you were now hunched over clutching your face. He had backhanded you, and didn't hold back either.

“Oh, sweetheart, we don’t care if you’re interested or not. That doesn’t make any difference to us.” The man smiled devilishly.

When you tried to run, the second man grabbed you by the shoulders and pushed you toward the closed storefront you were standing in front of. You tried to scream, but he put his hand over your mouth and locked his other arm around your torso and arms.

“Now, now, you need to stay quiet or it’ll ruin the fun.” He let out a low chuckle, indicating that it was not fun that he was trying to have. Not to you, anyway.

The first man approached you and ran his hand through your hair and down your cheek. You tried shaking him off despite still feeling dizzy from the blow you took earlier, but the man holding you still kept your head in place. Shit, he’s too strong.

Your eyes darted back and fourth down the street, wondering if there was anyone around to help you. This wasn’t exactly the best part of town and there weren't many street lights. You never had to worry before now since you always had Draken and his gang mates by your side if you were going anywhere in the dead of night.

You began to panic and tried kicking the guy in front of you, only for him to grab your ankle mid kick. You were now trying to stand on one leg, and doing a bad job at it. The man kneeled down and lustfully licked up the length of your thigh. Shivers ran down your spine in disgust, and you were seeing less ways to get out of this situation as each second passed.

[Ring! Ring! Ring!]

Suddenly you could hear your cell phone inside your purse, but you had no free hands to answer it. Was it Draken? What poor timing.

Your phone continued to ring as you desperately tried thrashing your way out of this, and the men just laughed. “Must be your boyfriend calling. It’s a shame you’re too busy to answer.”

The man holding your leg began running his hand up your thigh and made it to the bottom edge of your dress when you tried screaming through the other man’s large hand covering your face.

Then you heard something rip— he ripped the bottom of your dress at the seam, just enough to reveal the crest of your hip and your underwear.

You could feel tears stinging your eyes now, your mascara running down your face. You were now panicking.

Your phone continued to ring incessantly.

You noticed the third man had his cell phone out, taking pictures or recording the whole scenario. “Maybe we can send this to your boyfriend so he knows just how much fun you’re having without him.”

You could barely balance on the one leg that was holding you up, thanks to the heels you wore to appeal to Draken when he showed up to the club.

This was supposed to be a good night of fun with your boyfriend and his best friends, but somehow you ended up a victim of a sexual assault in a dimly lit street by three gross men that couldn’t take no for an answer.

The man groped at your breasts, ignoring your phone ringing, and gave your exposed cleavage a wet lick with his disgusting tongue. You felt like you could throw up and your breathing became labored.

You continually tried to scream out for help, but no one was coming. Every second of torture felt like an hour in your head. The tears were free flowing as your fears began to overwhelm you-- you were about to be raped.

These three men were laughing at the fun they were having with you, this helpless plaything they targeted. Why did it have to be you? Where was Draken? Where was anyone?

You could feel yourself having a panic attack. The was a loud buzzing in your ears and your vision started to get blurry. You barely understood what was happening around you. You felt your lungs constrict and your arms go numb.

Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

Suddenly, the main assailant stepped back and averted his gaze to your left. He was hit by a stream of pale yellow and red lights. You could only make out what you thought was a man wearing a uniform… a Toman uniform to be exact.

It was Manjiro Sano that rode up to your attacker on his motorcycle, and kicked him so hard in the chest that he went flying down the pavement. How he even maneuvered something like that was unfathomable, but you've seen him do some pretty amazing things in your time knowing Draken.

You could now hear more bikes approaching. The man recording your assault turned around to see nearly a dozen Toman gang members getting off their bikes, headed in their direction. He growled and put his phone away, ready to fight off your rescuers.

It was then that you saw a tall familiar silhouette walking toward the man, who was holding up his fists ready to fight. The tall one rammed his fist into the man’s face, sending him to the ground with the loudest sound you had ever heard-- his skull making contact with the pavement.

“Out of my way, scumbag.” Draken stepped over the defeated man, now bleeding profusely from his nose and probably the back of his head. The second-in-command was walking toward you and the man that was still restraining you.

You had both legs to stand on now, and tried to wiggle free of this man’s grip, taking advantage of his panicked state. His hand across your mouth let up just enough for you to bite down on one of his fingers with as much strength as you could muster. He threw his head back with a pained cry, and as Draken was quickly approaching, you noticed his fist was already raised.

Instinctually, you bent down, nearly free from the man’s grip on your body just in time to miss Draken’s fist rain down square on his jaw. He fell backwards and hit his head on the brick façade behind him.

You scrambled away on your hands and knees. He was clearly now fucked. Draken picked him up by the shirt collar, heaving with anger.

“MITSUYA! Get her out of here…” Draken grunted, pounding his fist once again into the creep’s bleeding face.

You felt a gentle hand on your shoulder, “Hey, are you okay?” Mitsuya asked while crouching down to your level. Your eyes welled up with more tears, but you nodded your head to let him know that you were okay. He helped you to your feet, and pulled your coat tighter around you to cover you up. He started walking you over to the their bikes.

You noticed Baji walk past the two of you, tying up his hair.

“Yo Draken, how about you let me have this one? I think you’d be more interested in the creep that Mikey caught for you.” You heard him crack his knuckles with excitement.

Draken didn't give a response, but he took action and let the guy he had been punching fall back to the pavement. He focused his eyes on the man that Mikey was now standing over a few dozen feet from you all.

“Draken, wait—“ you called out.

He turned his head, now taking in the state of you-- dress ripped, cheek beat red and beginning to bruise, and abrasions on your hands and knees. Nearly ruined.

You could feel the pure rage that was reflected in his eyes, darker than ever before. You almost swore he was emitting steam from his body as he began walking toward Mikey.

You have never seen him this engulfed in hatred before. And it frightened you to the core.

“Come on,” Mitsuya nudged you in the other direction, “we need to get you out of here.”

“No, please! I need to—“

“Believe me,” Mitsuya looked at you with seriousness in his eyes. “You don’t want to watch this.”

You desperately try to get your body over to Draken, who was now standing over the man that put his hands on your body.

Mikey lifted his foot off of the man’s chest and moved aside. Draken crouched down and grabbed his shirt collar, his knuckles were pure white. “Hey, asshole. What makes you think you can put your hands on my girl?”

The man was regaining consciousness, and locked eyes with Draken, coming to his senses on what was actually happening. “Shit, listen man, I didn’t know! I didn’t—“

He was abruptly cut off by Draken’s head smashing into his nose, sending his head flying backwards.

You called out to him, “Draken, stop! Please!”

“You think you’re tough, huh? Taking advantage of her like you did? Putting your HANDS ALL OVER HER?” He slammed his fist into the man’s face. He heard a groan from below him, but gave him another slug to the jaw.

You tried desperately to get your voice to reach Draken’s ears while Mitsuya urged you away from the scene.

“You’re DISGUSTING-- You’re VILE-- How DARE YOU! YOU PRICK!”

With every insult, Draken was throwing his knuckles into the man’s face. You saw a tooth fly out of his mouth. His eyes were nearly swollen shut. He switched over to his left hand as to not let the right one get too fatigued. Both his hands were completely covered in blood at this point.

All the while, Mikey just stared blankly at Draken getting his revenge on this guy. It was clear he had no issue with him pummeling this man to death for what he did.

But you did. You were afraid that Draken wouldn't come out of this blind rage. The cops would come, and find Draken on top of a dead man, covered in his blood, and haul him off to prison for murder.

There was only one person that could stop him at this point, and it was the other blonde standing at his side.

"Mikey!"

Mikey turned his head to you, and his eyes reached yours. Your voice was all but gone at this point. "Please..."

Please don’t let him do this. Please don’t let him leave me.

Mikey’s eyes seemed to react, even if slightly. Sure, he was okay with Draken beating the shit out of this guy for what he did to you, but he understood that more damage would be done if he allowed this to continue. Draken getting locked up for this was something neither he nor you could afford to deal with right now.

Mikey turned back to Draken, who was still relenting his fist into the man’s face, now barely recognizable. It was clear he was not going to stop on his own volition.

Draken raised his fist once more, ready to let it go when suddenly its forward motion ceased. Mikey had locked his arm around Draken’s.

“That’s enough, Kenny. You’ve done enough. This is over…” Mikey’s deadpan expression bore holes into Draken.

Draken didn’t look at Mikey, but didn’t fight against him. His jaw was clenched so tight that his teeth were grinding together. He released his grip on the body of the man that was now barely breathing, but nevertheless still alive, and allowed him to fall to the pavement.

He stood from the mess he made and grunted at the pathetic puddle of human laying before him, semi pleased with the work he did on him. The burning look in his eyes slowly dissipated and his breathing went back to normal.

Mikey walked over to retrieve his motorcycle, “Come on, we’ll need to scatter before the cops find these guys.”

Baji forced one more hard kick to his target’s stomach, and spit on him before turning away with a grin. Mitsuya stood behind you, but no longer needed to hold you back. You were sobbing, grateful to Mikey for being the only one that listened to your cries through the violence.

Draken was now approaching you, but you cowered at the sight of him. His face was covered in blood, and his hands were even worse. The embroidered letters of his Toman jacket went from the familiar gold color to a dirty deep red…

You were no longer reaching out to him, but retreating your arms into your chest. You did not recognize the man now standing in front of you. This horrendous figure couldn’t possibly be the man you were in love with…

You felt his warm hand gently caress your face, his bloody thumb grazing your injured cheekbone which mixed in with your mascara that was now fully covering your face. “Are you… okay?” His voice was laced with worry, but so warm and soothing, nothing like the current state of his appearance.

You then realized that your boyfriend was still in there, despite his exterior. You placed one of your hands over his, not caring that you’re now covered in your assailant’s blood just as he was. You sniffled loudly and cracked a tiny smile. “Yes, Draken. I am okay now.”

“Good. We need to go now.” He took your hand and guided you over to his ride, helping you mount the back of the seat and immediately jumping on in front of you.

There was then a loud flurry of revving motorcycle engines and bright headlights. You tightly wrapped your arms around Draken’s large frame as he accelerated and quickly turned at the closest corner. Within minutes, he had you outside your apartment building.

Draken turned off his bike and swiftly released the kickstand. He climbed off the seat and picked you up so you were able to easily swing your leg over the side to climb off. Mikey, Mitsuya, and Baji all followed you here and parked their bikes next to Draken's.

You thanked Mitsuya and Baji for helping at the scene, getting a grin and a thumbs up in return. You stopped in front of Mikey, who gave you a small smile. You reached out and gave him a hug, which caught him a little off guard.

“Thank you… Mikey. If you hadn’t pulled him out of that place, I…” you felt more tears welling up on your bottom lashes.

Mikey lightly returned your embrace with one arm and you could feel his kind smile. “I know. I’m glad you’re okay.” You released him and walked up to your apartment with Draken closely in tow.

———

You were glad you hadn’t lost your keys or your cell phone in the midst of all the fighting. Your apartment door swung open and you were eager to take off your heels. Your feet and ankles were killing you, and thankfully they were the part of your body that hurt the most, despite the swelling on your face.

Draken closed the door to your apartment and carefully watched as you removed your shoes and threw your coat on the armchair close by. You were so beautiful in his favorite dress, and he could see your body literally sparkle like a goddess.

You could feel his eyes on you and finally gave him a concerning look. “Ken? Are you alri—“

Before you could even finish your question, he was on you in a tight embrace, head hanging low on your shoulder, and his body was shaking profusely. “Dammit… I’m so sorry, baby.”

Your shoulder felt wet. Tears were now streaming down Draken’s blood-covered face. You gently wrapped your arms around his towering frame to try and comfort him.

“This was all my fault… I should have left when I needed to! Why did I leave you by yourself for so long?! If I would have just met you at the right time, this… would have never…” he trailed off because he was now sobbing, trying to get words out in between.

He chest started heaving— he was beginning to hyperventilate. This man was the opposite the one you witnessed just a short time ago nearly beating a man to death. This was a man afraid to lose the person he loved.

You began rubbing Draken’s back and hushing him to try and calm him down. “Hey. Draken, you need to breathe. Come sit down over here.” You guided him to your sofa and sat him down. “I’m going to get you a glass of water, okay? And an ice pack for your hands…”

You returned quickly and placed the ice pack over Draken’s knuckles that were already bruising. You wouldn't be surprised if a few of them were broken. You put the glass of water on the table next to you, and while crouching in front of him, you tilted his face to yours.

“Listen, I’m fine.” You placed your hand on Draken’s face.

His brow furrowed, "Baby, your face--"

"I'm fine." Your voice was firmer this time.

With a shaky sigh, he gently leaned his forehead against yours and you both sat there silently for a few moments.

“My favorite dress is not fine.”

You couldn’t hold back the laugh from your belly. "No, I guess it's not. Maybe Mitsuya can fix it for me."

"Or I'll just buy you a new one."

You felt his forehead nudge into you lightly, and he was looking directly into your eyes. “You are the most beautiful human I have ever laid my eyes on.”

You blushed, despite the fact that it was probably hard to see given the state of your face.

You stood up and took Draken’s hand, “Lets go get cleaned up. If we hurry, I can see to that jacket and hopefully get the blood out.”

header art by ken wakui~

#cw: sexual assault #cw: violence #cw: panic attack #cw: dark content #cw: blood #cw: injury #ryuguji ken x reader #ken ryuguji x reader #draken x reader #ryuuguji ken x reader #ken ryuuguji x reader #ken ryuguji #one of my ALL time fav draken fics that lives rent free in my brain #mooties.💕!#sin-and-punishment💕#draken in my c00chie💕

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