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sa-eiu · 3 years ago

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Obedient cunny

Bonten!Mikey x Fem!reader

Warning: soft dom Mikey, slight tiddy play, breeding, 18+, use of pet names: princess, bunny, baby. reader is only a slut for Mikey, he just don’t want y/n to talk to his executive. Porn without a plot.

Genre: Smut

A/n: was supposed to be mean Dom Mikey but this is how it end up.

“So-sorry, Mikey…please, Stop. It, it hurts, fu-fuck” The way he pinch your perked up nipple hurts yet it feel so good at the same time. “Now, Telling me to stop?When you’re literally slutting yourself out around my mens?” “Mikey, What?Wh-what…s–stop, Please” as you talked he sucked your nipple, he likes your tiddies very much, he wants it to have milk. He can feel his cock becoming more and more harder. The way your little moans goes out of your mouth is cute, the way you beg him to stop is cute too, He wants to have you. “Baby, ‘m gonna make you feel good, ok? You want that?” he then touched your thigh and start stripping your lower side of body while waiting for you to answer “Answe–” “yes, please touch me, use me, begging you” words he doesn’t expect because you weren’t this needy. “Gonna fill your little cunny, bunny” “Please daddy, Fill me up” “Needy little bunny wants to be fucked, hah” He started to put his face between your plush thighs and eat your(his) cunny<3 “P-please, w-want your cock, not this…hmmm, I-i want your cock, daddy” You can feel his tounge go inside your hole and lick faster. “M-mhh, gonna cum, gonna…gonna cum” you sobbed “tha-thank you”. “We’re not finished yet, your cum didnt fix my hard cock, princess” “Then please…use me as you like” “My princess is so obedient, better not make me mad again, stay away from kakucho, ok?princess?” “Mhhh, i’ll stay away from any of your executives” You saw his hard dick, you can wait for it to be inside you. He pressed the tip before circling it to your hole and fully put it in and sweet moans won’t stop coming out of you mouth. “F-fuck, ‘s tight princess, this hole is everything, i-its only mine, ok?” “ mhh only…yours” He tighten his grip on your hips before start moving, You can feel every more, every friction he do. “S-so much, ‘s too big, too much” “ i know princess, i know, but i want to breed you and fuck you until your belly is swollen, i want you to bear a child for me” “The–then i-if, you want…want…a ch-child, i’ll bear i-it for you” “Don’t worry, you’ll be the only one who can bear a child for me” he keeps thrusting, like those words, those sweet words escaped on his mouth were true. “Only m-me, fuc’ ‘m more pl..ease” “Ahhh shit, im cumming, ‘m cumming princess, keep moving for both of us, ‘m gonna feel my cunny, sh-shit, fuck, fuck, fuck” Hot seeds are in your cunt now, his babies is in your cunt now. “ ‘m gonna stay like this for a while, princess, would not let any cum go out now, you can close your eyes, i’ll clean you up later” “ ‘mhh, I love you” “I love you too….rest and get ready for tomorrow morning” Your eyes shuts down before he says his last sentences, but you can feel him slowly removing his cock. He wants a child because he wants your milk, he wants to taste it.

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sa-eiu · 3 years ago

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Having An Argument

Characters: Rindou Haitani + Wakasa Imaushi + Bonten!Haruchiyo Sanzu

Tw: fem!reader, swearing, angst + blood

Master List ; aftermath

Rindou Haitani

From the moment Rindou walked through the front door with blood covering his clothes and what appeared to be a stab wound in his arm – anyone could’ve predicted the fight. You stood silently in the kitchen; mouth agape as you watched your blond boyfriend pull the first aid kit from below the sink.

After a couple of minutes of processing what was before you and the situation you found yourself in, your eyebrows furrowed with anger, “Rindou, what the fuck?!”

Rindou ignored your statement and continued to wrap a bandage around his arm, blood already seeping through the white bandage. The pain he was experiencing from the wound were expressed on his face clearly, despite his obvious attempt to hide it behind a gritting frown.

You began to make your way towards him, “Rin, you need stiches! A bandage is gonna do nothing for it, it’s gonna continue to bleed!”

As your hands tried to stop the mechanical process of winding the bandage around his arm that Rindou had programmed in him, he jerked his arm away from you with an angered scowl on his face, “Stop tryin’ to tell me what to fucken do, (Y/n)!” he snapped, violet hues narrowed towards your figure. “I don’t need you controllin’ everything that fucken happens in my life, got it?! I can do stuff on my own!”

At the sudden raise of his voice, you couldn’t help but back away a little, “I don’t ‘control’ everything that happens in your damn life and I know that you can do stuff on your own,” You argue back. “But I’m telling you – wrapping a bandage around that isn’t gonna do shit.”

“Why do you care, huh?!” Rindou yells, slamming his uninjured hand onto the kitchen bench. “Why does it matter if the wound continues to bleed – its just a scratch!”

You know you should stop and resolve this calmly but right now, it wasn’t an option, “Why do I care? Maybe because its my fucking job as your girlfriend to do so, jackass!”

Even as it was an extremely heated argument, Rindou should’ve never let the words slip from his mouth, “Yeah, well, no need to do that anymore ‘cause you just got fucken fired from the position!”

A suffocating silence filled the room as Rindou registered what he had just said, his eyes starting to soften as he suddenly felt the anger being replaced with a strong sense of uneasiness and guilt. Like before, you just stood there with a bleakly unreadable expression.

He went to open his mouth but you had already beaten him to it as you spun around on your heels, “Fine, then. Do whatever you want and I happily accept my dismissal – I hope you fucking bleed to death.”

Your words were filled with nothing. No anger, passion, or emotion – just empty. The clogs inside Rindou’s head were beginning to turn – had he just lost the one person who he loved so dearly? He should’ve stayed silent for once.

Wakasa Imaushi

As of late, you’ve been experiencing some distance in your relationship. You don’t exactly remember when it began and you don’t remember when you really started to notice it. Wakasa slowly drifting out of your relationship and out of your life was the only way you could view it as.

For some time, you had tried to reach back out to him but he appeared to be dismissive towards all of your attempts and there was never an explanation as to why. It was beginning to feel pointless. You’ve known Wakasa for years – you probably know his mind better than you know your own.

The neglect was reaching you, the long nights you’d spend laying in an empty bed meant for two. Sometimes, you’d wondered if he’d even come home during the night. Whose to say? Yet, there was always that miniscule of hope within your heart that things would return to how they once were.

So, when you had stumbled across the restaurant reservation ticket conveniently left on the kitchen table and timed for the coming evening – your heart exploded with joy. Maybe this was Wakasa finally coming back to you, just like the old days. Surely him leaving the reservation ticket on the table was a sign he wanted to meet you there tonight.

The place booked was extremely fancy as well, top of the line in the cuisine industry. Soon enough, the evening came and you dressed yourself up into your most expensive dress. You had spent an hour at least on your eyeliner alone and by the time you were finished, it was time to leave.

Walking down the street, you soon arrived at the venue but as you entered the restaurant to look for Wakasa, your eyes fell upon the man who had once held your heart – sitting across from another woman. Your heart shattered seeing him smile at the woman, a smile you hadn’t experienced in months it felt like.

However long you had been standing there for became irrelevant to you but the moment Wakasa’s eyes briefly gazed across the room and interlocked with your tear-brimmed ones – he immediately stood to his feet. You couldn’t deal with this right now, a lame explanation revolving around, it isn’t what it looks like.

To save your broken heart from more pain, your feet moved automatically as you pushed past multiple people to exit the venue with Wakasa trailing after you. You ignored he yells for you to stop and it wasn’t long before he grabbed your wrist.

“(Y/n), baby,” he pleaded. “Let me explain.”

“Get your hands off me!” You cried, pulling your entire body away and out of his grasp as your teary eyes narrowed at him. “It all makes such good sense now! The constant ignoring and avoiding!”

“Just give me—!”

“No!” You scoffed. “I’ve done so much to get you to notice or even acknowledge me lately, and now I know why you’ve been so distant!”

“(Y/n)—!”

“You know, if you weren’t happy….” You sniffled. “You could’ve just said something to me instead of allowing myself to believe that you actually still cared for me… could’ve ended this damn 8-year relationship easier than ending it like this….”

“Just fucken listen to me!” Wakasa’s attempts to catch your frazzled mind were pointless, you were losing it over here.

“No, you listen to me!” You demanded. “Walk your fucking ass back into that venue, enjoy the rest of your goddamn dinner and then take your girl back to your apartment for the night and make sure you treat her fucken right!”

Not even allowing him the chance to speak again, you stormed off in the opposite direction. As you walked aimlessly, realising you had no other place to go – you began to recall what a waste the past 8 years were to you now that they were over.

Haruchiyo Sanzu

“Where the fuck are my pills?!”

The first thing you heard at 2 a.m. was the over exaggerated yelling of your pink-haired boyfriend, followed by the clashing sound of items hitting the floor. It was a loud enough ruckus to make you move from your bed and out into the lounge room.

Walking out into the lounge room, a yawn escaped your lips as you saw your boyfriend practically running around the house, looking for The Lost Pills. Seeing him so frantic would’ve made you smile but you could tell that from the tone of his voice, he was sober and he didn’t want to be.

“Haru… baby?” You yawned once again. “What are you looking for, hm?”

Sanzu walks past you towards the dining room and begins to open all the cabinets, “Damn pills, have you seen ‘em?”

You tapped your chin for a moment, “The pink and blue ones?”

“Yeah,” he replied. “That’s them.”

“Oh, I threw them out.”

Sanzu’s eye twitched, “The fuck you just say…?”

You leant your body against the doorway’s frame as you repeated yourself, “I threw your blue and pink pills out.”

That’s how you led to this moment in time, two hours later and you and Sanzu were still at each other’s throats over the situation of you throwing his pills out.

“I still don’t fucken understand!” Sanzu yelled. “Why the fuck would you through my pills out, huh?! My damn pills!”

You scoffed, “Because you’re always getting high. Haruchiyo, I don’t remember the last time you were remotely sober!”

The pinkette rolled his eyes, “Yeah, well, congrats – I’m sober now! How’d you fucken like it?!”

“Stop yelling at me!” You chimed. “I don’t want you to have an overdose, Haru! You take so much during the day to deal with all the Bonten bullshit and sooner or later, you’re gonna drop dead!”

“Ever thought that it’s the initial goal, (Y/n)?!” Sanzu sneered. “I can never come home to some quiet housewife, can I? No, I have to come home to an ungrateful house-bitch. Hundreds of bitches out there would kill to be with me and what I could give ‘em.”

His words painfully stab your heart but do not allow it to stop beating, you’ve always been strong… just maybe for too long at this point, “What are you trying to say?!”

Sanzu grabbed the nearest glass ornament on the table beside him and ditched it against the wall much too close to your now trembling figure, “For fuck’s sake! Do I need to spell it out for you? You’re an easy fucken replacement, (Y/n)!”

You’re unsure whether it would be considered strong or weak to walk away from that situation without another word at the tip of your tongue. Sanzu had always been a wildcard, manic – and unpredictable but you could too. So, when you just walked out of the room, towards the front door, in nothing more than your pyjamas – Sanzu couldn’t help but feel more enraged. Were you just dissing him now?

“Where are you fucken going!?” he shouted.

Your reply was simple, “I’m leaving!”

“Huh?” Sanzu hadn’t really thought that you’d be the one to walk out, in his mind, you depended on him too much.

There was nothing stopping your teeth from mashing together in frustration, “Do I need to spell it out for you?! I’m getting the fuck out of your life so that you can show all of my replacements what is now available!”

With a slam of the door, you were gone and in all honestly, Sanzu was unsure how he felt about it all. Did he really mean what he had said before? He’s never been sobered long enough to tell if the sober-Sanzu is the one who has the capability of telling the truth.

Apologies for the absence! A lot of exam preparation has been happening lately which has disrupted my updating. I will try to upload 2-3 times a week.

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