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[wakasaz]

Thinking about Wakasa fucking Bankei's little sister

Wakasa Imaushi x afab!reader

CW: nsfw, 18+ mdni

A/N: Not proofread, I wrote this at 3 in the morning.

Your legs are pushed up against your chest. Moans slipping past your lips as wakasa slams his hips into you over and over. You're trying to be quiet. You really are. But the way wakasa is moving On Top of you is making it hard. 

You don't even remember how this happened. You went to bed leaving your brother and wakasa alone then next thing you know Wakasa is sneaking into your room. 

“What do you think your brother would say if you walked in right now” wakasa says As he gives a hard thrust. “What do you think he would do if he found out his sweet little sister was really just a cock hungry whore?” 

Wakasa wraps his hand around your throat cutting off a moan as your eyes cross. Your legs are shaking but you wrap them around his waist pulling him closer to you. “do you fuck all your brothers friends?” You try shaking your head no but wakasa slaps your cheek. “Words sweetheart. You're a big girl right? Big girls use their words” He says As he finds your clit and starts rubbing “n-no” 

“No?” He repeats “only you Waka” you say as tears fill your eyes. He's being mean. Why is he being so mean? Wakasa has always been nice to you. “Only me?” He says letting out a Breathy laugh. “Don't lie to me. I see the way you look at Shin” you moan as he gives another hard thrust. “You're just a little slut that was waiting for the first cock to walk through that door” your shaking your head no and the tears start to run down your face. You don't know if you're crying from his words or the pleasure he is giving you. 

Wakasa is biting and licking your neck As he speeds up his hips causing you to scream out his name. He slams his hand over your mouth. “Shut up, unless you want your brother to find out” 

You feel that familiar heat in your gut. You're going to cum. You're moaning into wakasas hand as you run your nails down his back causing him to let out a hiss. “You gonna cum, princess” He asks you nod your head as he smirks down at you. “Cum then. Milk my cock baby” 

You're moaning his name over and over like a prayer. He quickly switched his hand with his lips swallowing any sounds you let out. He grabs your hips pulling you even closer to his as he feels his own release approaching. He moans your name as he fills you with his cum telling you how much of a good girl you are for him. 

You fall asleep shortly after not seeing wakasa sneak out of your room and go back to your brother's. 

“Where were you?” Benkei asks 

Wakasa shrugs  “just getting a snack” 

[honeybleed]

first drabble i ever posted 😭, no warnings but shuji being an asshole n reader handling dat, super suggestive at the end but no smut

word count: 0.8k

"Shuji." You hissed through gritted teeth with your arms crossed.

Spectators were beginning to mill around the ridiculous sight. Shuji purposely hogged the hoop machine as a spoiled child screamed his head off.

The little boy's face was beet red and scrunched up as he stomped his feet.

His hopeless mother was at a loss, she had asked Shuji for a turn but amused at the child's tantrum he gave a simple "nah" with his trademark lazy grin and carried on.

"Babe, I'm almost done. Mkay...?~"

You knew for a fact he was not done. Hanma Shuji was a troll. As long as the child continued, he'd hog the machine longer just to rile him up even more.

"Little squirt ain't even tall enough shoot and he's demanding a turn?" Shuji chuckled. "Kids, I tell ya."

Usually, you humored and brushed off his idiotic behavior. This wasn't the first and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

Shuji turned to the bellowing child, his large hand gripping the basketball. He crouched in front of the boy with an arrogant smirk.

"Let's make a deal, buddy. You take this ball from me and I'll clear off. Deal?"

You winced. The child fell for Shuji's wicked grin, but you recognised that smirk all too well.

The kid attempted to snatch the ball from Shuji but he immediately rose to his lanky build and dangled the ball way above the kid's head.

That provoked the crying munchkin even more who hurled himself onto the floor as he kicked his legs and fists, causing Shuji to throw his head back and roar with laughter.

Something in you unleashed.

You pinched Shuji's ear and dragged him down after the kid stormed off with his mother trailing after him.

"You are so EMBARRASSING! I got all dressed up for this date, which may I remind you WE BARELY HAVE and you decide to terrorise a bunch of kids?!" You scolded as you shook him with force. “GROW UP!”

"Babe, quit it! Jesus Christ that fuckin' HURTS!" He whined. "I got it!"

You released your grip and glowered at him.

"Look, I'm sorry. I just can't help it sometimes." He snorted as he sheepishly rubbed the nape of his neck. "You're not mad at me, are ya?"

"And why wouldn't I be?" You seethed. "You tortured that kid for no reason!"

"I was just teaching that little shit a lesson! I saw him bullying them other kids." Shuji protested.

"Oh that just makes it so much better, doesn't it?"

"Really?"

"No! You go apologize to that boy and drop me home!"

"Screw that kid." Shuji said defiantly as he turned his head away and folded his arms.

Shuji was not an easily embarrassed person. He was a fool to many people. The worst fool, a dangerous one.

But gasps and stares ensued as the famed God of Death was being dragged into the burger joint within the arcade by his ear, his enraged girlfriend marching ahead.

You released him as your eyes settled on the same kid and his mother.

"Sorry to bother you." You said with a smile plastered on your face as you faced the mother of the child. "My boyfriend wants to say something to you and your son."

"M'sorry." Shuji muttered under his breath as he shoved his hands into his pockets.

"Would you mind repeating that, honey?" You said as you pinched his side causing him to straighten up to his wiry frame almost immediately in a saccharinely sweet voice.

"I said...I'm sorry!" Shuji exclaimed, cheeks dusted with pink.

The kid pulled a face and then blew a raspberry at him, rushing away.

"Little fu-"

You swiftly jabbed your heel into Shuji's foot and twisted it before he could curse at the child, causing him to yowl in pain as he jumped up and clutched his foot.

"I'm sorry my boyfriend is a man-child." You sighed, and the timid woman simply gave you an understanding look.

The car ride back was frosty with you refusing to open your mouth to speak to Shuji after the stunt he pulled.

However, you couldn't ignore the shudder that crept up your spine and the gasp that fell from your lips as you felt the large hand fly down to slap your bare thigh and grasp at it.

"You can't stay pissed at me forever y'know." He drawled as his tatted hand began to trail up your skirt.

"I sure as hell can try." You retorted.

"You don't mean that." He said with a greasy smile as he parked in your apartment complex's parking lot and leaned over to bite at your neck.

"Please go to hell." You groaned as you attempted to push him off with little to no avail.

"Baby, c'monnnn..." He murmured against the skin of your throat. "I said sorry to the kid, what else do you want me to do?"

Your resolve was weakening. It's difficult with Shuji. You squinted your eyes shut as he cornered you against the car door, biting your earlobe.

Hands caressing your calves and thighs then sliding his tongue across your neck and collarbone. He'd never let any other girl yell at him or force him to apologize.

Yet he had a soft spot for you and you alone. His girl.

author’s note: yeah some parents kinda just let their kids get dragged yk damn well if that was my kid i’m cussin everybody out 😭😭 idc if he wrong but anyways

[benkeibear]

⋆꙳✧༄ A sweet surprise

꒰ ͜͡➸ Shuji decides to give himself to you on your birthday, fulfilling one of your fantasies - waking you up with his head between your thighs

❖ Character: Hanma

❖ Reader: genderneutral | AFAB

❖ Wordcount: 1731

❖ WARNINGS: no dynamic, somnophilia, oral (reader receiving), fingering, creampies, cum eating (Shuji his own), aftercare, set on readers birthday, biting (one time)

❖ A/n: Happy Birthday Ari my love! @jousk4s 🫶

Shuji never cared for many people in his life - he simply never had to. His small circle of friends was more than enough to keep him satisfied, never overwhelmed and then he met you. Ever since you came into his life, he started caring a lot about everything, wanting to be by your side at all times because your presence brought him so much simple joy. Your banter back and forth or the way you never take his shit was something so addicting to him, it felt like you were his new favorite drug and he wasn't planning on ever stopping you. So when you were sleeping soundly on your birthday morning, Shuji started to get impatient. Your naked body was curled into his, soft breaths came out of your mouth when your hand held onto his tattooed one.

Perhaps he could stay like this for the rest of the day, not minding much to just laze around, but the way you started pressing your body into him started to affect him. “Babe, wake up,” he mumbled softly and started to kiss your exposed shoulder ever so gently, but no reaction came from you. Only minutes later, the globes of your ass rubbed against his hardened length again and a low moan escaped his lips. He needed you wrapped around his cock, but he didn't want to interrupt your much-deserved sleep, especially not on your special day. Or could he? Could he use your body for his own pleasure? Unconsciously, his hips started rutting against your ass while he was thinking about the time you told him about that little fantasy of yours, which neither of you have explored yet - perhaps today would be the perfect opportunity.

Ever so gently, Hanma peeled back the covers from your still-sleeping body to position you on your back, only stopping when you stirred. Once you settled back into your slumber, he smiled to himself and pried your legs apart, revealing your little cunt to him. He truly thought that he's the luckiest man alive at that moment, having such a beautiful partner. His eyes couldn't get enough of you, feasting on the sight of your perfect tits and your nipples slowly perked up from the cool room temperature, but his gaze dropped lower. When his eyes settled on your core, he almost drooled as he leaned closer between your thighs. The view was breathtaking to him - your pussy on full display for him and when he parted your folds with the utmost care, your little hole clenched around nothing.

Just as your cunt clenched, a small amount of his cum leaked out, a reminder of the night shared and the fact that you let him fill you up to the brim with his cum each and every time. The sight caused goosebumps to rise on Hanmas skin before instinctively leaning in and letting his tongue glide through your cum-glazed folds. A soft moan escaped him at the taste of your combined juices melting on the tip of his tongue, as well as the fact that you weren't even aware of what was happening between your thighs.

Gauging your reaction as he looked up, he found you still fast asleep and smirked to himself, knowing you always fantasized about this, wanting to be woken up with pleasure and you gave your full permission if Shuji ever wanted to do that. Nestling his body between your spread legs, he gently spread your folds anew before his tongue darted out, but he stopped right before it made contact with your bundle of nerves. A little bead of saliva dribbled off his tongue and onto your clit, the fluid slowly running down to your entrance where his tongue eagerly caught it again to lick all the way back up to your clit. Once his tongue swirled around your clit once - twice, he sucked the little pearl between his lips, and your thighs started to tremble.

Small pants were coming from your still-sleeping body as you started to squirm from his never-ending onslaught on your little cunt. Shuji spelled his name out on your clit with his tongue, gently sucking on the nub after every word before licking up the fresh arousal leaking out of your entrance, where he dipped his tongue in, just to spell his name on your clit right after again. Hanma slowly sat up in a kneeling position, his tongue never leaving your cunt, but he couldn't restrain himself any further from getting some friction. For a split moment, he stopped his assault on your pussy to spit a mix of saliva and your arousal into his hand before stroking his own cock at a slow pace while his tongue resumed the mix of licking and flicking over your bundle of nerves.

Shuji got so turned on by your body's raw reactions to his touch that he barely registered how close you were until he slipped two fingers into your weeping cunt. A single groan erupted from his lips against your folds when you immediately squeezed his digits so tightly and his eyes rolled back. He removed his hand from his own dick to edge himself since he wanted to give you another creampie after feasting on your pussy. Long fingers pumped into you at a slow pace, but each curl went directly against your sweet spot and before you knew it, your body stirred awake. Confusion set in when you felt a tight knot in your stomach, but just as you wanted to speak up, the wave of arousal crashed into you and threw you head first into such an intense orgasm that your ears were ringing. “Shuji~” you moaned out desperately, wanting to ask what's going on, but your orgasm made you moan his name before it rendered you into a moaning mess.

Once you rode out your high, Shuji's head leaned against your thighs as his fingers remained inside of you, unmoving. “Good morning, my sweet and happy birthday,” he cooed before pressing a single kiss to your clit that made you shudder from how sensitive you were after this orgasm. The heat slowly creeped up to your face when you realized that he just ate you out for god knows how long while you were sleeping and it only made you clench around his fingers. Hanma smirked when he felt you clench. “My dirty little bunny,” he chuckled when he realized just how turned on you were by the fact that he pleasured you in your sleep, but it made his cock twitch against his stomach, still kneeling between your thighs. “I’m not done with you yet. Need to make sure you're full of me again,” he mused and moved to hover over you, guiding his tip to your entrance but waiting for your consent. "Mhh, please,” you whined and bucked your wet cunt into him, not needing to say it twice. In one fluid thrust, Shuji pushed himself into your cunt and both of you moaned in unison. Neither of you could ever get enough of the feeling when he first slips inside, but he couldn't wait any longer before rapidly fucking into you. “Tasted so good, darling,” he grunted and moved one leg onto his shoulder while his thrusts never ceased. “You were so good for me... kept my cum inside all night,” he mumbled before biting your leg gently right above the ankle, his breath slowly growing heavy as he got close. It didn't take long for him to be on the verge of spilling himself inside of you again, given that he edged himself over and over again, but he held himself off until your walls started to flutter around him.

“Gonna be my good little sweet and keep it in all day, yeah? It's my gift for you,” Shuji growled and one of his hands moved to toy with your little clit once again. You were a moaning mess beneath him, his words only adding fuel to the fire, but when his thumb pressed against your clit in tandem with his tip hitting your sweet spot, you saw stars. All you could do was mewl and nod for him as your walls clamped down on him once again, your second orgasm washing over you even more intensely than the one right after you woke up.

His name fell off your lips in such a sinful way that he couldn't help but bury himself deeper and his thrusts became sloppy when his cum painted your walls white. Shuji clung onto your leg that was thrown over his shoulder as his balls twitched, cum still spurting and both your heavy pants filled the room. A small chuckle of his broke the silence when he gently lowered your leg to lean down over your body. “I fucking love you, you know that?” He asked with a grin plastered on his face before his lips connected with yours in a passionate kiss that conveyed his feelings. Only when he pulled away did you beam up at him, “Perhaps I think you're acceptable. I tolerate you,” you said teasingly, but a giggle bubbled from your lips. “I love you too, Shu,” you said sincerely and brought him down by the back of his neck to peck his lips just as he slipped out of you, making you whine against him.

“We need to get you cleaned up, guests are gonna be here soon,” he mused, effortlessly lifting you from the bed to carry you to the bathroom, where he sat you down at the corner of the bathtub while he drew a bath for you. From the corner of his eye, he saw the way you were still eyeing his now half-limp cock and he rolled his eyes. “You're so insatiable,” he teased and you huffed out a breath, acting offended. “But it's your birthday. Perhaps I can make sure you're enjoying your bath a little more than usual,” he promised with a wink and lifted you inside before he climbed in behind you. “But for now, let me just hold you for a moment, eh?” Shuji’s voice was raw when he pulled you against his chest, his tattooed hands running over your skin as he held you close. “Happy birthday, my sweet,” he whispered into your hair once again before pressing a small kiss to the back of your head.

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[notiddygxthgf]

Having Waka brainrot rn😍 Ugh just imagine tracing his tattoos and he loves the way you admire him

I’ve written something similar with rindou but im so glad someone finally asked ab my short king waka. thanks for sending this in!

cw: fluff, reader with boobs lol

it’s canon that wakasa is a needy bf. yes. i’m about to take it there. you really allow him to tap into that softer, needier side. when he’s with you, he’s not the white leopard. he’s not just a 5’2 boxer. he’s your man. when he’s with you, that’s all that matters.

sometimes, in fact, wakasa will come home from work missin’ you. missing your hugs, your kisses, your massages. you always know how to work his muscles after a long day. he’ll come into your shared room and shed his shirt without a word, tossing it onto the floor. He’ll collapse on top of you with a tired sigh, and you know better than to ask questions.

that’s what wakasa loves about you. you don’t have to ask him questions — you don’t make him think about his day any longer than he needs to — you just know.

So, without any hesitation, you’ll set aside whatever it was that you were doing before he got home — be it work, homework, an essay, or just browsing through tumblr/pinterest — and give him your full, undivided attention. He loves the way your arms feel as they wrap around him, the familiar shape and scent of you while you tug his hair loose from his ponytail/bun.

”Rough day?” Is all you have to say.

wakasa nods, burrowing his face into your chest, between those two plush mounds he loves so dearly. slightly muffled, his voice sighs, “missed you, baby.”

you pull him a little closer, placing a chaste kiss atop his pretty head. “missed you even more.”

and that? that right there? that’s the reason wakasa looks forward to coming home every day. it’s because he knows his girl will be there waiting for him when he gets back.

[shoyoist]

𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 — haitani ran.

haitani ran doesn't care for anything. 

he has always been that way. laid back look in eyes, lips set in that impassive slant that somehow passed as a smile. you've known this about him for the lengthy amount of time you've been friends, and you were used to his languid attitude — and you didn't mind it, honestly.

you knew he only really cared when it was something about himself. his hair, his pride, or something to do with his little brother getting into danger.

which is why you're staring at him the way you are. 

watching him rub the darkening bruise at the left of his mouth as he fixes his hair (of course. his ever so precious hair.) after it had come loose, seated on your couch with that nonchalant look in his eyes — like he hadn't just beat the absolute shit out of your ex boyfriend.

thinking back on it, you weren't even sure why you'd called ran and told him about it. 

all you knew was that you'd just barely managed to move on from the way your ex cheated on you and dumped you months ago; and seeing the jerk at your door, hearing him tell you that he regretted everything and wanted you to give him a second chance — it had you fumbling for the phone in an instant.

"ran," you'd muttered, trying to keep your voice from reaching the guy standing more or less patiently behind the door you'd slammed in his face. "ran, he's here. and he says he wants me back. after everything he did—"

ran had cut you off with a simple 'give me five minutes, yeah?' — and then he was there, grabbing your ex by the collar and spitting in his face before throwing him onto the ground.

you'd stood there for a moment, confused, shocked and stunned to see the anger in ran's usually placid eyes. to see the way he used his fists, rather than the weapons he preferred. to hear him cuss your ex out, talking about how you deserved better than a piece of shit, about how if he ever showed his ass at your door again, he'd kill him on the spot.

you'd only snapped out of it when your ex managed to land a punch on ran's face, sending his head twisting to one side, blonde-and-black braids following the movement — and then you were stepping out, screaming at them to stop. 

ran looked up at you, recognized the upset written over your features, and withdrew. not without one last kick, but the fact that he'd immediately, actually stopped was another surprise. "get the fuck away." he'd hissed at your ex.

naturally, your ex had left the scene without further protest, hopefully never to return, but you were still stunned. because for a moment, it looked like haitani ran cared.

"lemme get a glass of water," he'd mumbled, all casual, shouldering past you into your house and making his way into your kitchen.

you followed, poured him his water, watched him drink and wash his mouth with it, and then followed him back into your living room where he now sat, redoing his hair.

deciding that you'd stared enough, he looks up. "what is it, huh?"

"ah," you scramble to find words that would make sense. "i was just wondering. you got here pretty fast."

"i was on my way." he explains dismissively.

"you were?" you ask. he nods, fixing one braid and undoing the other, letting the alternating waves of dyed hair fall across his shoulder, creating soft shadows over the slant of his face, against the watery sunlight coming through your window. "was gonna take you out for some ice cream."

"oh." and then you realize that in fact, he'd been doing that a lot the past weeks, after your break up.

showing up unannounced and asking you if you wanted to go out for some nothing-in-particular, telling you almost teasingly that he'd freed up some time just for you, so you better accept his offer.

you'd been appreciating his gestures as kindness shown to you by a friend — albeit one that was involved in various criminal activities, that you'd decided to look past because you'd known him for long enough to not care — but now, you were starting to wonder if it was something more.

the signs were all there, after all.

"ran, do you—" the words spill from your lips without your intention, and you hesitate, even as he looks up, flicking a strand of his hair out of his eyes that were now glowing with the light pooling in them. "yeah?"

fuck, you think, as his gaze grows sharper, steeling itself against yours.

"i'm just, uh," you really don't know how to say what you wanted to say. "it's just, you ... do you care?"

he raises an eyebrow, giving you a scrutinizing look. "the fuck's that supposed to mean, hm? care about what?"

"about ..." you take a deep breath. "scratch that. do you like me?"

he freezes momentarily, upon hearing your question — only for a fraction of a second — but you're watching him closely enough to catch it. you don't know what else to say, and there's silence in the air between you two for what feels like an age, before he simply finishes braiding his hair and stands up. 

your heart starts to beat faster, wondering if he was about to walk out with no explanation — perhaps you'd hit a nerve, perhaps you'd assumed wrong and thought too much about something that had no meaning. "wait—"

"look, i don't wanna be a rebound or anything." he starts, voice a little stiff, a little cold — and you shut your mouth, allowing him to continue. "i'm not about to get played or made a fool out of. so, so we'll take things slow. i'll wait for you to get over shit at your own pace. you take your time, and tell me if you ever wanna give me a chance."

"g-give you a chance?" your heart picks up pace again, because god, you weren't expecting him to say all of that. it wasn't like him to be so — so this way, and it was rendering you just a bit speechless. "ran, i . . . you, you really—"

he turns to you again, rolling his eyes — but you don't see any real annoyance behind it. "not in the mood to talk about it right now, love. let's just go get some food. and you know it's not gonna be any tacky shit like what ass-face treated you to, so hurry up."

and now, after that thrown out half-confession, the way he called you love sounded softer, less of a joke and more of something else. you felt bad, but you also can't help but feel relief. 

why relief?

because you know how you used to have a crush on him. 

hell, you'd been in love with ran, going as far as to break things off with your friends that tried to convince you that he was no good. 

and because you can't help the way you've been looking forward to his impromptu visits as of late, daydreaming and wondering when he was going to surprise you next, and with what.

you know how you'd seen your ex at your door and only felt fear and anger stir in your gut — and you know how you'd immediately dialled ran, and felt near-tears with consolation when he picked up so quickly, when you heard his voice in your ear.

because you were starting to wonder if your past love for him was slowly coming back.

you still needed some time to move on, and ran knew that. which is why he'd just said, that he's willing to wait. because he has feelings for you?

"but are you sure you're willing to," locking the door, you turn to him and walk after him, out to where he had his motorcycle parked across the street. "you know, willing to wait?"

"whatever." ran shrugged, not looking at you. you quickened your pace, catching up with him and grabbing his sleeve to cross the street together. his gaze was fixed on his motorcycle, but it didn't look like he was focused on the vehicle.

the breeze rustles gentle in your ears as you walk with him to the other side of the road, and the sound fills in any awkwardness that blooms between you two.

the sequence of events that had just played out, hadn't taken even an hour. but as you search your surroundings for any signs of any unwanted presences, you see nothing.

there's only a couple of kids passing by on bicycles, birds coming down to land on the branches of a tree growing some distance away, and pale sunlight sifting down frim between the clouds to pool on the asphalt at your feet.

you feel calm. ran shakes away the grip you've got on your sleeve, but as your hand falls down to rest slack at your side, he grabs it, and gives it a small squeeze — and you feel a tingle of something bright and hot run through your chest. 

swinging his leg over, he leaps onto the motorcycle, slipping the key into the ignition. you get on behind him, grabbing onto his shoulders for support, suddenly feeling warm despite the chilly wind that was starting to pick up. 

"i've waited long enough already, anyway." he added belatedly, sounding ever so laid back, despite the cherry colour tipping his ears. "take your time. nothing to it, waiting some more."

and as your heart warms, you think that perhaps you were wrong. 

perhaps haitani ran does care. for you.

note: interactions, reblogs & feedback are much appreciated!<3

[empressgetou]

A LIFETIME

shinichiro x girlfriend reader

at the age of 25, shinichiro still feels like a highschooler whenever he's around y/n. he gets shy by the thought of her and sweats like buckets when she's near him. can y/n really blame him though, she is his greatest love or what he says.

today, however is just a bit extra for shin, he had thought about it for days. he thinks it's finally time for him to man up finally and propose to his one true love after all these years of being a wimp.

he couldn't even understand himself why he still feels this way towards her, they have known each other when they were still little kids and yet his feelings is just as the way it was since then. he was just too whipped.

it was any normal day in highschool, shin with his 3 trusted friends and y/n currently having their lunch at the rooftop.

"i'm definitely gonna ask that girl on a date in the other class." shin decided to break the glass earning snickers from his friends while y/n just listened to their conversation.

"that's literally the 20th girl you've tried to date over our highschool years. there's no way she's even going to talk to you." waka jumps into conclusion.

"one more strike and you're out man." takeomi added.

"graduation is just around the corner shin, who knows maybe after this, that girl s'gonna go somewhere far away or something, you never know." benkei reasoned.

"somewhere far away from him that's for sure." again, waka teased his friend and they all laughed again earning a pout from their leader.

"yeah, you laugh your hearts out idiots. i'm gonna be laughing at your face once she says yes. and besides i'm pretty confident about this one. just the other day, i saw a letter at my locker and i tell you man, she was their looking at me holding the letter. i'm sure it was her." that made y/n stiffened but pretended to be normal still eating her lunch.

"just because you saw her doesn't mean it was actually her who wrote you the letter."

"besides since when did you get letters anyway???"

"you guys are too much for me. leave a man and his future love blossom be alright? and duh it's not only you who receives letter waka!"

"so, where'd ya wanna go after shin?"

"ahh... sorry y/n i thought well maybe you should go home first?"

"hmm, why– oh you guys having a meeting? i could wait for you."

"uhmm actually i was going to meet maya, you're classmate, who sent me letters, you remember?"

yeah, no that wasn't maya who sent the letters. she thought.

little to shinichiro's knowing, those letters were actually from y/n. well y/n isn't going to tell him that sooner, she just recently realized that she have feelings for his best friend. for years of being in denial, she finally accepted how she truly feels. but like an idiot he is, he thought it was someone else's letter of confession for him.

"uhuh yeah that girl hehe. okay, i'll see you later?"

"uhmm then after that i'm also having a meeting with the guys, sooo tomorrow?" he sheepishly said rubbing the back of his neck.

"oh yeah it's cool. it's the weekend anyway, i'll bring dorayaki for manjirou." she says sweetly and bid her goodbyes.

"you can take care of yourself on the way home right?" he asked worriedly and catches up to her holding her elbows that sparked her heart with the sudden touch.

"mmm yeah, i'll be fine. s'not like i'm gonna get in trouble while walking or anything." they both laughed.

"sure. i'll see you tomorrow. text me when you got home, sweet!"

"i will! and tell me all about your date after!"

y/n went to get ice cream before she sulked into her bedroom at home and when she's about to turn into their street she heard some thugs calling out to her.

"hey you!" she whipped her head to where the noises of bikes came from.

"you're with that black dragons leader?" asked the man who seems to be annoyed and is with a few bunch of men behind him giving lustful looks that made y/n cringe at that sight.

is he tryin to insult me? if i were shin's girlfriend, i wouldve cried myself out every time. she thought pasting an annoyed look to the guy.

"yeah no, if i were, i would've told everybody i met on the streets"

"fiesty one eh, boys? that's what we like, a little challenge." they all snickered.

she was about to go on her way when she was pulled back suddenly by the man making her look up to him.

"it's best if you release me before i do something unbearable to you." making her glare at him and made the men bursted into laughter as if they were being threatened by a kitten.

he was about tighten his grip onto her when a loud roar of engine was heard and stopped right in front of them.

she saw a familiarity of the wheels and a figure of a man, who looks exactly like her in male version, got out of it making her sigh thinking it'll be a full of scolding later back at their home.

"why don't you scumbags scram before i crack your heads?"

the man holding the woman seemed to saw the tattoo by the neck of the man who just parked.

"it's a red spider lily gang." whispered the other men at the back.

"let's go." he unhanded his grip onto the woman and ran to his bike and drove away without looking back.

when they were out of sight y/n look back at him again only to see meet his glare towards her.

"get in the car." said the man, his brother called out and without any other word she went inside and went home.

the next day, y/n found herself walking up to her neighbors house. holding a few snacks which is mostly dorayaki and few strawberry flavored juices for the kids, specially mikey since he's a hungry kid.

stepping up inside their gates she heard a few voices by the dojo hall, she then went straight ahead and jirou, keisuke, and emma already seeing her figure making them shout.

"y/n you're here!"

"hiii y/n!"

"y/n did you bring dorayaki?"

she smiled and greeted the kids back as well as grampa who is busy teaching the other kids.

"is shin here?" she asked curiously not seeing the teen inside the dojo.

"he's probably in the garage again ditching my class." grampa grumbled.

she bid them goodbye as soon as possible since she doesn't want to bother their class and went to the garage. nearing the location she can already hear a frustrated clanking of the tools.

"keep that up and you're gonna ruin it." her sudden voice was heard making shin jump to surprise and whipping his head at the back making y/n giggle.

ah that laugh. he thought.

"watcha doing?" leaning to his side a little too close making shinichiro a but weird to his feeling.

"a-ah. you know just tampering here and there hehe." rubbing his nape

"or maybe sulking?" she teases.

"hey! yesterday was actually embarrassing you know! she told me it wasn't even her who sent me those letters."

"maybe because it was actually another person and you just assumed it was her." she suggested.

silence.

"are you suggesting that you knew who sent me those?"

"well i kinda have an idea who might be."

he stopped working and raises his head towards her urging her to continue.

"it was. it was me." she whispered so quietly just enough for the both of them could hear.

and now 7 years have gone by and shinichiro and y/n's relationship had never been better. emma, baji, and manjirou are already in highschool and has formed a gang, and their friends come by at their house every time.

he also met izana along the way and convinced him to stay and is now living with them for almost 3 years now. shin already retired from being a black dragon's leader but is still famous and well respected around. he already put up his motorcycle shop just around the block and is doing pretty good.

shinichiro would initiate to have a day out or a trip to the beach once every month and ends up everyone going with them. the girls are pretty close with y/n considering the girls either don't have an older sister, is the only girl or the youngest in their families. the boys too are head over heels for her making shin envy most of the time since she give attention more to the high school kids rather than him.

it's true that it was stressing managing to have a day out since y/n has to take care of some babies with him (mainly shinichiro ft. manjirou and izana bantering every now and then) but at the end of the day she would be looking at them happily and delightedly since they get to bond with everyone.

now back to their house, everyone is excited. emma and hinata are in charge of the food in the kitchen. yuzuha, senju, luna, and mana on the decorations.

mitsuya and draken on the grill outside and the others are just being a nuisance honestly. rindou on the other side of the house preparing for the music to be played later while his brother and their friends tryna distract him.

takeomi, waka, and benkei already started their drinking session but not too much for them to get drunk for later's main event.

shinichiro already instructed baji and was on his was to fetch y/n from the mall around 10 minutes ago. baji was told to act as if izana and mikey fighting again and ruined their beloved kitchen that made y/n worry.

shin looking at his surrounding seeing everyone having fun and getting ready for everything they needed swells his heart. he had been preparing for her birthday, he wouldn't let anything ruin this perfect day now. all he has to do now is actually prepare himself.

hearing a loud roar of engine signals baji and y/n's arrival making everyone stop what they were doing and going into their places switching off all the lights.

manjirou and izana can be seen outside because of the moon's shining, holding each others neck as if they were to kill each other at any point.

"guys seriously, i don't wanna deal with this right now. why don't we head inside and sort this out." y/n already annoyed and separated the two and proceeds inside the house.

darkness was the first thing she sees and nagged the three boys again.

"if the kitchen were burning why did you actually even bother to switch the light off and where's grampa?" already smelling the burnt food that emma had to prepare to make it believable.

she was about to flip the switch on when they all shouted.

"happy birthday y/n!!!"

"surprise!!!"

shock was all over her face and before she could utter a word, luna and mana already walking towards her with a cake in their hands that says, "happy birthday and congratulations y/n and shin!" that made her confused.

"huh?" looking around for her lover who was already kneeling behind her. surprised and her eyes are on the verge of tears at this point.

"make sure you make it short! we're already starving here!" manjirou butted in that made everyone laughing while shinichiro just ignored not letting him ruin his mood and proceeded his speech.

"to be honest, i'm really nervous that i already forgot what was i supposed to say here." staring into her eyes that earned a few chuckle from her and the others.

"y/n i never would've thought that my best friend since i was a kid would end up being my girlfriend as of today. i was always looking for a missing piece not knowing it was you all along that completes me. i'm thankful for you, for being there for me, by my side, supporting me, and helping me whenever i need. for always patching me up whenever i'm covered in bruises, but you scolding me is much more painful than those bruises i earned. y/n you are the love of my life, and because of you, you made my life a living fairy tale in this world full of nightmares and i'm talking about those two boys." he stopped for a moment and looked at his two brothers and they all snickered.

"y/n i promise to love you a bit more every single day of my life and take care of you and our family. it sounds cliché, but i want to spend the rest of my sunrise and sunsets with you, if you'd let me... y/n, sweetheart, the love of my life. will you mar-"

"yess!!! oh my god yesss!!" she hugged him while he was still kneeling making them plop down.

"you didn't even let me finished" they both laughed.

"i couldn't wait any longer. i will marry you shin." she smiled so sweetly and shinichiro insert the ring that fitted perfectly into her finger.

everyone clapped, shouted congratulations to the couple and confetti's popped all over the places. she look all over the place and saw grandpa sano and y/n's family in the back also mingling and clapping for both of them.

the three teenage sano's went forward and hugged them both tight congratulating and teasing their older brother making y/n laughed.

they both sure do have a lifetime to spend this fairy tale of a life with their little nightmares.

masterlist

[okkotsui]

haitani rindou ⇄ cheater, cheater.

synopsis : you discovered something about ran that made you love your boyfriend even more. the difference between them can compare to the sun and moon, heaven and hell.

tags / warnings : gender–neutral!reader, cheater!ran, angst, fluff, mention of sexual intercourse (not detailed).

it was just another not-so-calming day— for you that is. you were taking notice of another issue about your boyfriend’s brother and his girlfriend (maybe ex-girlfriend now?), and it was still the same matter that made your head ache from time to time.

of course, that is how your boyfriend’s brother is; a cheater.

you’ve been seeing him bringing different girls from time to time whilst his girlfriend saw each piece of evidence. believe it or not, she even caught them in their own home and somehow, the way they make up is having sex.

eventually heard that ran is ironically the possessive but cheater one on both of them.

you trust rindou enough that he won’t do it to your relationship which has been going on for almost five years and counting now. he assures and reassures you enough that you’re not even thinking about it twice when he treats you right.

another headache is also ran’s girlfriend. she already knows that she is being cheated on and all, but she just stayed and insisted, her reason? because ran is rich enough to fill her wants and needs with his money.

well, it was somehow understandable but they need some help— you won’t do it, it’s problematic when you made the two of them talk to one another. just another toxic relationship.

and when it comes to your relationship with rindou, it is perfectly healthy. he puts more effort than his brother who is the total opposite of each other and you are thankful for that.

currently, his girlfriend is right beside you, bawling her eyes out. she saw ran again with another girl that he escorted out of his car to go somewhere.

“i just wish we could have the same relationship as yours.” she drew her breath, calming herself down as well as fanning her face with her hand.

“aella, girl, how many times do i have to tell you— leave him. i’m willing to help you” you sighed, sitting more comfortably on your couch as she sighed.

“and even though you’re with a rich cheater, it will just ruin your mental health and your whole being just for someone buying you expensive gifts.” you added, though, she is willing to listen.

“but how can i live when i leave him?” that made you sigh, stressed out on her relationship. the irony of stressing over other people’s relationships than yours

“you can an—”

“aella, babe? what are you doing here?” and speaking of the devil himself.

ran furrowed his eyebrows, looking at the two of you. his eyes were confused and a bit betrayed when he saw you though it is not your fault for that.

“this is rindou’s apartment, you must be mistaken, come on.” he entered the apartment you shared with rindou, taking his ‘girlfriend’ back as aella looked at your eyes as if asking for help.

what you didn't notice was that rindou arrived when the two went out of the door. he was confused as well, concerned about you.

“darling? what was that?” your lover called out, messaging your forehead, pouting at him.

“i’m so tired of comforting her every time she sees your brother cheating with another woman!” you squeezed your eyes shot, feeling a migraine from the occurrences that happened today.

“i’m sorry,” he went in front of you, kissing your forehead, tucking some of your hair strands away from your face to behind your ears.

“i’ve been telling him to stop but he just won’t listen. don’t worry, he will get his taste of medicine or karma later on, okay? don’t stress about it anymore.” he sat beside you, grabbing your waist gently to place you against his chest.

“i know, i’m sorry. i’m really thankful that you’re different from him despite being siblings... i love you so much, rindou.” you lay in his chest, hearing his heartbeat.

you shouldn’t compare both of them, at all! it’s an erroneous act for your boyfriend’s brother but you still apologized.

“i’m—”

“no, it’s okay, i understand that you’re stressed, how about we go to bed, hm?” you nodded at his offer, but he just went straight up carrying with ease.

“i don’t know what i did to have you...” you whispered whilst he placed you down on the bed you two shared as he changed his clothes back.

“many things, baby,” he halted, laying down beside you as you wrapped your arms around him.

rindou always makes you feel at home, no doubt to protect you as well.

at the end of the day, the situation between ran and his girlfriend is still the same but that does not matter, you just fell in love with your boyfriend all over again because of many realizations.

it is one of his priorities after all, making you feel safe and royalty in your life. he is willing to hear you out in any way.

[kenslilove]

hi sweetie! I was wondering if I may request Draken? tia 🥰

draken, my beloved draken is such a daddy kink guy. Idc if it’s over done idc idcccc it’s TRU‼️ this man is a natural caretaker, the title daddy makes something in his brain twitch and tickle, flips something entirely. His eyes get darker, and get softer around the edges. His muscles get tense and yet he touches you so tenderly, cupping your supple skin, pulling your sweaty and twitchy body flush to his down as his cock sits nestled inside your pussy. Arousal leaks down between your ass and onto your thighs and you’d sob with how full he makes you had it not been for his thumb wedge between your lips. Instead all you can do is whine and whimper and murmur “daddy daddy daddy—“ as he rolls his hips

“Yea, daddy’s here baby. Turn that pretty little brain off for me and let daddy do all the work. Cmon, cum for me.”

send me a kink pookies 😋

[manjiroia]

Y/ᑎ: What does BDSM mean?

ᖇᗩᑎ: Bondage-

ᖇIᑎᗪOᙀ, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞: BIBLE DISCUSSION AND STUDY MEETING–

[leeknowbuttsmasher]

stupid.

genre: fluff, featuring: ran haitani.

ran feels awful, he feels awful by the fact that he does so many things he never imagined he would do. he feels awful by the fact that just a little kiss on the forehead given to him by his lover can have such an effect on him.

ran feels awful because of the thoughts which continuously inflame him because he can't help but only think about how you deserve someone better than him.

he considered himself lucky, the luckiest in fact because you were like a treasure to him.

"you're everything i want, my everything." he would whisper into your ears, expressing his immense love for you. he feels awful when the morning hugs or kisses lasts a little longer than they should.

he can not help but think about the different ways which may help him bring a smile on your face.

he blushes when he finds himself typing down your name whilst doing his work that is nowhere related to you.

he feels awful, awful when he finds himself in the grocery shop with a short list and a basket in his hand, hunting down the snacks you like so he can surprise you later with them.

ran feels awful about the fact that even though he hates staying up all night, he could stare at your sleeping figure for hours, coming up with little scenarios he wish could happen.

"you're staring" you say, opening your eyes gently while gently caressing his face with your finger tips.

"you're too beautiful, i can't help but stare at you, sweetpea" he'd reply back with a smug smile.

"let me handle it." he'd whisper while gently picking you up.

"what would you like to do?" he would ask, gently lowering her down the bed. "we can get under under the bed covers or... i can hold you tightly? anything you like, word it out" he would ask softly with a gentle smile on his face for days when you didn't feel worthy.

you would at a glance notice his efforts to avoid your gaze. "you look cute when you blush" "stop it, im not blushing." he'd whine.

never did he ever thought he would end up in such a situation but he was all up for it. you were his other half after all, as the poets said.

moo's note: THIS IS LIKE SO RUSHED. I literally finished writing this just now so please if there is any mistake, do let me know! I hope to improve one day and so please forgive me if this isn't up to the mark!!! thank you for reading this. Make sure to stay hydrated and i love you all!!! Take care of yourselves!!!💗💗💗

© leeknowbuttsmasher

[whorutora]

I just know sex with Mitsuya has to be so powerful! His natural scent is a mixture of vanilla, and ocean breeze, The way he places wet dizzying kisses along your jawline and down your neck and chest. The way he whispers sweet nothings into your ear to soothe you while he’s slowly rocking his hips back and forth in you to make sure you’re okay. The way he stares down at you while you have your arms wrapped around his neck. Your pretty breasts with hickeys all over and down your neck from his addictive suckling on your skin. He takes in your beautiful form and sight and stares directly into your beautiful sparkling eyes. He gets lost into them so easily. He swears you’re the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his life.

Y’all I’ve been simping hella hard for Mitsuya lately. Also it’s early asf in the morning and I’m horny asf rn. I had to… 🫣

[wakasaz]

Just Friends?

♡~Wakasa Imaushi x Fem!Reader

♡~Not proofread

♡~Based on this

♡~wc 3.5k

♡~ao3

Tw~ 18+ MDNI!, unprotected sex, cheating, oral(female and male), rough sex, semi-public sex/public sex, I think that's everything, but I probably forgot something.

Over the years Wakasa has always been there for you. Always at your side whenever you needed him. So today was no different. Wakasa rushed over to your apartment the minute he got off the phone with you. Unlocking the door and walking in he went right for your bedroom where he could hear your quiet sobs. The moment he opened the door to see you laying on your bed his heart sank. Did your boyfriend break up with you? This wouldn't be the first breakup he helped you through. Honestly the moment he heard you crying when you called he didn't even ask what happened just told you he would be there in five minutes and hung up.

He walks into the room, laying on the bed beside you rubbing his hand up and down your back trying to calm you. "Waka" you choke out, look up from your pillow to see your best friend laying in your bed looking worried. "Who ass am I kicking?" He asks in his lazy voice as he lays on his back and opens his arms waiting for you to lay on his chest. "I think somethings wrong with me," you whisper to him. "the hell are you talking about?" Did that asshole say something was wrong with you? Is that where this is coming from? If it is, Wakasa is prepared to do a lot more than just kick his ass. He would kill for you. He would do anything for you, all you have to do is ask.

"Why doesn't it feel good?" Wakasa raises a brow at you confused. "Why doesn't what not feel good?" He asks. "You know" you say as you nod your head towards him. "Princess, if I knew I wouldn't be asking" you groan and slam your head onto his chest. "Sex Wakasa, why doesn't sex feel good." Wakasa starts chuckling. Now he has to sit here and hear about the man he hates fucking you. But he will. He will listen to all of it because he wants to make you happy. He will endure listening about a man he hates doing the one thing he wants to do but will never have the chance. "It's not funny!" You say slapping his arm as he laughs more while shaking his head slightly. "What? Trouble in paradise? That boyfriend kd yours not fuckin you right or something?" He asks.

You roll your eyes. "I'm serious, Waka. I think there is something wrong with me." He stops laughing and turns his head to get a better look at you. You're still laying on his chest, fingers running across his stomach drawing random shapes. "What are you talking about?" His tone is serious. You aren't used to him sounding this serious. It's usually all jokes and sarcasm with him. "Have have you never–" "No, I haven't" you say as you bury your face deeper into him feeling yourself getting embarrassed. Wakasa gulps. You haven't? No, that can't be right. You've had plenty of boyfriends in the past. Surely someone has gotten you off before, right?

"Oh God, you think I'm a freak don't you?" You whine. "No" He says sternly. "He's just not fucking you right" he mumbles. "He's not?" Wakasas eyes widened. You weren't meant to hear the last part. He lets out a sigh. "No, princess. Sounds to me like he doesn't know how to touch you" you sit up and stare down at Wakasa. Big doe eyes full of innocent stare at him. Because that's what you are to him, innocent. His sweet little best friend. The sweet girl who came to him crying at sixteen over your first heartbreak. The same girl who at seventeen came to him with her second over a cheating boyfriend. That same boyfriend learned quickly not to make you cry and you learned how to bail someone out of jail that night.

Wakasa sits up. You are nose to nose. His breath is hitting your face. If either one of you moved any closer your lips would be pressed together. The truth is you've always found Wakasa attractive. He was the typical bad boy at school that all the girls wanted but never showed them an ounce of attention. His attention was always on you. Wakasa has changed over the years. He grew his hair out and added purple. You swear he's never looked as good as he does right now.

Wakasa is playing with your fingers looking down. "I could show you," he whispers. "Show me what?" He looks up leaning in close. His lips brush against yours. "I could show you how you deserve to be fucked, princess" you slam you lips into him. He tastes like cigarettes and candy. He groans as he grabs the back of your head pushing you deeper into the kiss. He runs his tongue along your lip asking for entrance. You deny him. He chuckles as he smirks against your lips. You always did like to tease him. He yanks your hair causing you to gasp, he slips his tongue into your mouth. You moan into the kiss, locking your arms around his neck. Wakasa pushes you onto your back as he continues to kiss you. He moves onto your neck, licking, biting, and sucking everywhere he can. Your pants and moans fill the room. "Tell me, princess, has any man ever made you cum?" He asks as he starts to run his hand up under your shirt, goosebumps following his touch. You shake your head as he gives you a hum in response. "How about you then? Even made this pussy cum?"

"N-no" you tell him embarrassed that your friend is asking these questions. "No? Have you ever touched this pretty pussy?" He asks as he runs his hands over your clothed center. You nod "then why haven't you made yourself cum? "I–I get nervous and stop before I can" He hums again as he switches to the other side of your neck. "What do you think about when you touch yourself? Your boyfriend?" "No" you say quickly as you grip into his shoulders as he starts sucking on your neck. He chuckles "you think about me then, cause I think about you when I'm fucking my fist" "y–yes" Wakasa gasps. He wasn't expecting you to think about him. Actually he's surprised you're even letting him touch you this way. "I always think about you," you tell him. He lifts up from your neck kissing you slowly. It's filled with all the things he wishes he could get himself to say. All the feelings he has kept bottled up afraid of losing you.

"Can I touch you?" He asks as he rests his forehead against yours. You nod. Slowly he slides down your body as he removes your clothes. His hands gripping your tits and pinching and twisting your nipples. His hot mouth sucking and licking on them. He kisses his was down your body as he moves your pants. He spreads your legs and looks at your clothed cunt. He can see how wet you are. He runs his finger up your clothed slit before leaning down and licking, groaning as he gets a slight taste of you through the fabric covering you. You gasp and whine his name. He slowly removes the last piece of clothing tossing them on the floor. "Look at that pretty pussy" He says As he kisses your thigh. "Prettiest fucking pussy I've ever seen" He puts your legs over his shoulders as he kisses your slip before he starts lapping at your cunt. He moans against you. Finally able to taste you. You're the best damn thing he's ever had in his mouth. He thinks you're his new favorite flavor. He takes his thumb and spreads you open circling his tongue on your bundle of nerves. Your legs are shaking on his shoulders as you grip his hair. Your panting and whining as you gasp out his name.

He licks and sucks on your clit before dropping his tongue to your entrance. He fucks you with his tongue as his thumb circles your clit. At this point you're moaning and screaming his name. Your grip on his hair is so tight it hurts but he doesn't care. He's in heaven. In seconds he has you cumming on his tongue. He continues to lick until he can tell you rode out your high. He misses your cunt again. "Got one more for me?" He asks as he starts licking again. He runs his teeth over you, nipping every once in a while. As he's lapping at your cunt he adds a finger earning a moan from you. He curls it trying to find that spongy spot he knows will have your toes curling. Your moans are turning into screams of his name. He adds a second finger and before long you're cumming all over him again.

Wakasa sits up as he wipes off his mouth with the back of his hand kissing up your body to your lips. This kiss is rough, filled with nothing but lust for one another. Finally he removed his clothes. You sit up offering to suck him off. He shakes his he'd "tonight's all about you sweet girl" He says As he pushes you back down on the bed hovering over you. He kisses you again as he strokes himself a few times. "Ready?" He asks as he runs his tip up and down your slit. You nod, both of you moaning as he finally enters you. He starts off slow. He's holding both of your hands, his forehead resting against yours watching you as he fucks you. Wakasa knows he's never had a pussy this good. He's dreamed of this moment for years. "Fast Waka" you whine. He removes his hands from yours grabbing your hips as he starts at a rough pace. He shoves his face into your neck. He's kissing and sucking anywhere he can reach. He's groaning and cussing into your neck. Your moaning his name as you leave scratches up his back. He hisses but enjoys the sensation of your nails on his skin. He can feel your walls clenching him. He starts rubbing on your clit and he pounds into you harder. "Come on, princess, cum for me" He says As you arch your back, heels digging into his back as you pull him even closer to your body, screaming his name. You're clenching him so hard he can hardly move. He swears you are sucking him on. He grunts "you were made for me." You can feel his cock twitching inside of you. "Such a perfect pussy for me"

Quickly wakasa pulls out spilling all over your stomach. He swears he's never cum so hard. Spilling more than he's ever done before. You're covered as some spills off of you into the sheets. You're both panting. Bodies covered in sweat. Wakasa is kissing all over your face, chest and neck as he holds you. Scared you're going to say you regret it. You smile up at him. He tucks some of your hair behind your ears. You both look down looking at the mess he left. "Sorry, let me get a tow–" He doesn't finish his sentence as his mouth hangs open. You take your finger running through the mess left on you and sucking it off your fingers as you close your eyes and moan. Wakasa feels his cock twitch. Hardening at the sight. "Fuck" He groans as he slams his lips onto yours again.

The second time is rough. He has you face down ass up. He's slapped your ass so many times you know you'll be bruised. His grip on your hips is so tight you know you'll find his hand prints still there days later. "Look at you taking my cock so well" He says As he lands another slap on your ass. "You were made to be my little cock sleeve." He grabs you by your hair, yanking you up, your back back is against his chest. One hand is around your neck tightening every few thrust while the other runs down your body to play with your pussy. Your head is tilted back onto his shoulder. His thrusts are getting harder and harder. "Such a good little slut for me. You get off on fucking your bestfriend while your boyfriend is at home sleeping?" Moaning he tightens his grip on your neck cutting off air for a second before relaxing his grip. "What was that?" "Y-yes!" You yell. He chuckles against your neck as he plants kisses on you. You've lost track of how many times he has made you cum tonight. You know it's more than seven because that's the last number you remember counting to. "He fuck you like this?" "No, God no!" You scream before he tightens his hand again. Eyes crossing at the lack of air. Sucking I'm a deep breath when he releases again. "Maybe we should call him. Huh? What do you think about that princess? Let him hear how you like to be fucked. How you like bouncing on your best friend's cock. How you scream my name." He tightens his fist again before you can answer. He lets go of you and causes you to fall face first on the mattress. He falls on top of you. Rolling his hips into you moaning your name before spilling inside of you. He continued to fuck you the rest of the night until you fell asleep from exhaustion. He cleaned you up and stayed the night holding you in his sleep. He left before you got up in the morning but left a note telling you to call him as soon as you're up.

Ever since that night sucking Wakasa has become a nightly thing. The minute your boyfriend leaves your apartment you call wakasa and he shows up within five minutes, and has you naked in three. Some nights are rough. Nothing but the dirtiest fucking but other are sweet and loving. This continues for months. Wakasa has called off all the girls he was fucking before. They don't appeal to him anymore. They aren't you. Their pussies aren't yours. He swears you ruined him. No pussy will ever be as good as yours.

Wakasa hates Friday nights. It's your movie night. He used to love them, before your boyfriend. Before it was just you two. Now every Friday he has to show up. Now he has to watch the asshole have his hands all over you, and kiss you. Wakasa just rolls his eyes. While your boyfriend might get to hold you during the day and in front of everyone, wakasa is holding you at night. He's the one making you scream every night, begging him to fuck you one more time. He's the one who you beg to fuck your throat and cum down it so you can taste him not your friend. It'll never be your boyfriend. Wakasa will make sure it'll always be him.

You're sitting in the middle on the couch and a blanket lays over your legs. Your boyfriend's arm is around your shoulder as he watches the movie. Wakasa shoves his hand under the blanket and lays it on your thigh. You turn your head to look at him but he is staring at the tv. Slowly he inches his hand higher and higher until he is touching your clothed cunt. You jump light. Your boyfriend looks at you asking if you're alright. "Yeah, everything okay?" Wakasa asks with a voice laced with sarcasm as he smirks at you. You mumble out a fine. Everyone goes back to watching the movie as wakasa starts rubbing you. You slam your legs together as he turns his head to you, raising a brow. Slowly he slides his hand in your pants and starts to play with your pussy. You gasp, moaning quietly. Your boyfriend and wakasa are talking now as he enters a finger into you curling it hitting the spot that makes you see stars as his thumb rubs your clit. You let out a loud moan as your boyfriend and wakasa ask if you're okay. They continue talking when you assure them everything is fine. Wakasa adds another finger thrusting and rubbing faster.

Your boyfriend excuses himself to the bathroom before wakasa is pushing you back ok the couch hovering over you finger fucking you as he roughly kisses you. "Need you so bad" He mumbles against your lips. This continues until you hear the bathroom unlock. Wakasa jumps off of you, pulling you to sit up as well. Your boyfriend comes back throwing his arm around you again while wakasa continues to finger you under the blanket.

Wakasa has made you cum two times just by his fingers. Your boyfriend is asleep on the armrest of the couch. Wakasa picks you up sitting you on his lap as he pulls down your pants and panties and his own. "Waka he's right there" you whisper to him. "It's fine. He'll never know" he says As he shoves you down on his cock. He helps bounce you on him. Your head is thrown back on his shoulders and he is biting on yours to try and quit himself. He has one hand covering your mouth to quiet your moans and whines. As you bounce on him he is fucking up into you meeting your hips half way. You're cumming for the nth time tonight when your boyfriend starts to move on the couch. Wakasa stops moving for a second as he watches him. When he doesn't wake up and he starts bouncing you again. It doesn't take long for him to throw his head back spilling inside of you. He lifts you up and helps you readjust your pants before sitting you back down and watching the movie as if nothing happened. The next morning wakasa says bye to your friend as if he didn't fuck you right next to him the night before.

Once your boyfriend is gone you notice Wakasa is more annoyed than usual. He's brushing off your questions or giving you short answers. Finally you corner him in your kitchen. Trapping him against the counter. "What the fuck is your problem?!" You yell at him. "You've ignored me all day" He laughs, shaking his head. "My problem? You want to know what the fuck my problem is? Having to watch you be all touchy with that asshole who doesn't deserve you!" He yells "he's my boyfriend wakasa!" He shakes his head face growing angrier "he can't even get you to cum when he fucks you! You've had to come to me just to get off for the past seven months!" He yells "do you want to stop fucking me is that it?!" You yell back. "No!" "Then why do you care if I'm touchy with him?" "Because I'm fucking in love with you okay!"

Both of you widen your eyes. Wakasa was content keeping that a secret as long as you kept fucking him but seeing your boyfriend all over you made him pissed, jealous. He wants to hold you in front of everyone, not just at night. He opens his mouth to saying something but you slam your lips onto his. Running your fingers through his hair before wrapping your arms around him. Wakasa switches your positions against the counter before lifting you to sit you on top of it. Spreading your legs to settle between them he rips your pants off before falling to his knees and eating you like a starved man. He is lapping, sucking, and biting on your cunt. It's messy, his spit running down his chin. He pulls against him as hard as he can. You're cumming on his tongue in seconds. Quickly wakasa stands wrapping your legs around his waist as he picks you up and carries you to the bedroom. He lays you on the bed and slowly undresses both of you. He lays on top of you, fingers interlocked, kissing you slowly. He enters you both of you moaning. His pace is slow but deep. Hitting all the places that make your toes curl. It's intimate. More intimate than anything either of you have done before. He wraps his arms around you pulling you chest to chest just so he can be as close to you as possible. He feels you pussy clenching as his cock twitches. "Love you so much" he whispers to you. "Loved you since we were teenagers" you moan his name arching your back you cum all over his sock. He rests his forehead against you as he fills you up. You both lay there holding each other as you catch your breath. He's laying on your chest with his arms around your waist holding you against him. Your legs are wrapped around him as you play with his hair. Both of you are smiling.

"I love you too"

[honeybleed]

— ★ THE GIRL YOU LIKE // SANO SHINICHIRO

content & warnings: female reader, reader’s friend kinda sets her up but not intentionally 😭, benkei, wakasa & takeomi are sibling mean to reader, fluff & crack, reader tries to make shin jealous (and fails), bit of a bittersweet ending

author’s note: this was the corny fic i was talking about. it’s very i’m not like other girls esque but it was fun to write!

word count: 1.5k

"Now, what brings such a pretty face to my shop?" Shinichiro grinned as he leaned over the counter.

"Why does he use the same line on every girl?" You thought to yourself. If you rolled your eyes every time Shinichiro shamelessly hit on a girl who came by SS Motors, you were sure they'd be stuck at the back of your head.

The girl looked like a model, and quite frankly you were waiting for her to shoot Shinichiro down almost immediately.

You honestly did find Shinichiro handsome, with his unruly jet-black hair, dark eyes and towering figure. He’d come a long way since the ridiculous pompadour he used to sport in his teen years.

But women — well the women he always hit on were turned off by his overeager nature. Wakasa didn’t even need to try and he had women throwing themselves at him.

Shinichiro had been one of your best friends since middle school. You’d been present for most of his life events.

When he created Black Dragon, and when he opened SS Motors, you even helped him look after Mikey and Emma sometimes. He couldn’t imagine life without you.

He always remarked that you were the female version of him.

“Here to pick up a spark plug. For my bro.” The girl giggled.

Oh?

She plucked the cigarette from Shinichiro’s lips and took a drag from it as she shamelessly eye fucked him. Her tits pressed together. You blinked at the absurdity of it all.

How bold was this girl?!

Shinichiro’s face was beet red as he stuttered at the girl's forwardness, his hand trembling as he handed her the box.

“Do…you wanna go out sometime?” Shinichiro finally stated as he cleared his throat.

“Mhm, sure cutie.” She grinned as she took out her bedazzled hot pink flip phone. “Give me your digits.”

You headed to the storage room of the store, mind struggling to comprehend the fact that that even took place.

What was this burning sensation in your chest?

You took your break earlier, still struggling to fathom your feelings. Calling your friend Mai to meet up with you.

Mai was the opposite of you when it came to aesthetics.

She always had her hair and nails done, she loved moon boots and platforms. Whether it was cargo pants, jeans or a miniskirt, she had a thong showing which sent guys and girls crazy.

Meanwhile, you were always in an SS motors uniform jumpsuit. You’d even maintained a pixie cut because sometimes you found long hair difficult to maintain.

“I knew you liked him.” She snorted.

“I do not like Shin!” You cried out.

“Yeah? So why else would you be clutching your chest?” She replied as she had her hand on her hip. “Just be honest with yourself, Y/N.”

How the hell did you like that dweeb? The same one who ruins movie nights by doing a Dutch oven under the blankets?

You shuddered.

“He’s my best friend!”

“Best friends don’t get jealous over each other dating.” She let out a sigh as she ran her fingers through her hair. “Look, why don’t you just one-up him? Go on a date and see his reaction, then you’ll know where you stand.”

“Go on a date with who, Mai! Have you seen me?”

“Oh stop it. You’re a hottie! You just scare people off. And you aren’t seriously gonna date this guy, this is just to rile Shin up. I’ll set you up with this dude who's been blowing up my phone nonstop.”

Mai was too busy to give you a makeover. She shot you a text reminding you to dress pretty and lent you a bunch of products.

You gazed at the small makeup bag. It surely couldn't be that hard..? Anybody can apply lipstick. Even if it was an unappealing light pink.

The mascara wand looked clumpy but a few strokes wouldn't look terrible. Right?

Mai and you both had brown complexions, Mai was lighter than you but it wouldn't make that much of a difference, surely?

You frowned when you were finally finished applying the makeup. Adding some extra powder didn't help.

"Don't sweat it." You recall Mai's words. "Even the prettiest makeup look will feel weird since you never wear it. You'll think you look goofy."

"Act natural, act natural, act natural." You kept repeating to yourself as you bit your tongue. You made your way out of the bathroom, passing the garage where a few of the Black Dragon members were chilling on the couches, smoke circling the room.

"Eh?" You felt Wakasa's half-lidded eyes fixate on you as Benkei called your name.

"Where you goin' all dolled up...?"

"Dolled up?" Takeomi echoed. "What's with the clown makeup?"

"Shut up!" You cried out. "It's not for you anyways, mind your business!"

"Yo, Y/N! I need your help real quick, can you-" Shinichiro's eyes immediately widened and he dropped the wrench when he looked at your face clearly.

He pulled a face, his eyebrows furrowing together. Something looked off about you but he couldn't tell what.

His reaction had the three men in hysterics, clutching their sides.

"I SAID SHUT UP!" You yelled which only made them more rowdy and unruly, Takeomi slapping Wakasa's thigh as Benkei clutched his sides.

"WHAT THE HELL IS SO FUNNY?!" You barked, makeup sweating off from how humiliated you were at this shoddy plan of yours to make Shinichiro jealous going awry.

Wakasa began to sing a circus theme, earning more raucous laughter from the men, hooting and hollering as they rolled around.

"I'm going on a date, so no I can't help you, Shin!"

"You can't just bail on a shift, Y/N..!" Shinichiro said, voice stern. "You've never done that before. You gotta tell me beforehand."

"Well I'm going and you're ain’t stoppin’ me!" You hissed. You turned to make your way out but immediately stumbled with the stiletto heels which restarted the chorus of laughter again.

A roar of an all too familiar motorbike.

"Why are you here...?" You asked, voice wavering.

Shinichiro gave you an awkward smile as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Figured you'd need a chaperone or something."

"He didn't even turn up." You said stiffly. "He probably saw my clown mug from a distance and took off running."

"Who is he?"

"What's it to you?"

"Tell me his name so I can find him and kick his ass. Or at least get one punch in."

You shared a laugh, knowing Shinichiro wasn't renowned for fighting. You appreciated the sentiment all the same.

"He didn't even wanna go on a date. Mai just forced him and he thought she'd give him a chance if he went on this charity case one." You said lowly.

You looked up to meet the empathetic look in Shinchiro's dark eyes.

"Don't take Waka n' em seriously." Shinichiro said airily as he leaned against the railing. "I told them they were being dickheads. You're like a little sis to them. Hell, I'd probably be a pain in the ass like that when Emma grows up and wears makeup."

"I got thick skin, I'll live." You murmured. "Never touching makeup again after this though."

Shinichiro bit the inside of his cheek, unsure of what to say.

“You wanna grab a bite to eat?”

You swallowed thickly, eyelashes spiky from tears.

“Jeez, don’t start cryin’ on me. I thought you had thick skin?”

“I’m sorry.”

Shinichiro threw an arm around you, pulling you close he tucked you into his side. As you buried your face into his chest, you felt him rub your back.

“What’s the matter, huh?”

“Feel so stupid.” You sniffled. “He never even liked me.”

“That’s his loss.” Shin said firmly as he tilted your head up, taking your chin between his forefinger and thumb as he smiled at you.

“Thought you were with that girl.” You mumbled.

“Oh yeah, I screwed that up royally. Couldn’t speak without stumbling over my words.” He snorted.

“I only agreed to go out with that guy to make you jealous.” You hesitantly admitted.

“Huh?”

Shinichiro realised you’d been acting off since he agreed to take that girl out. But he had no idea you liked him.

“I don’t know why I just couldn’t stand the idea of you being with somebody else. I don’t know. I was probably afraid you’d stop talking to me as often. You’re-”

“The female version of me.” Shinichiro cut you off with a smile. “Idiot, even if I got a girl I’d never stop talking to you. We’ve been through hell and back, Y/N.”

“…So…I guess you don’t like me back then. Huh?” You said with a pained laugh.

“Hey, listen to me.” He began. “That’s the thing…you mean the world to me. And I’d hate to lose…us over jumping into something over impulses.”

You nodded. It stung but you understood where he was coming from.

“It’s not a no. It’s a we’ll see. Okay?”

“I don’t know how you’ve managed to go through this twenty times without losing your mind.” You said with a chuckle.

“It’s called resilience, baby.” Shinichiro said with a toothy grin. “By the way, get your own fries. I’m tired of you saying you don’t want a side then pinching off my plate.”

“I’m going to do exactly just that.” You cackled as you wrapped your arms around his waist as he began to rev up his bike.

author’s note: PURRRR I FINALLY GOT ANOTHER TR PIECE 🤞🏽 as a makeup girlie plz learn ur undertones unless u wanna end up like our sis Y/N. anyways ty for reading, if u got this far reblogs n interactions are always appreciated

[benkeibear]

⋆꙳✧༄ How they eat you out

꒰ ͜͡➸ Drabbles on how they like to eat you out

❖ Characters: Hanma, Mikey, Kazutora

❖ Reader: genderneutral | AFAB

❖ Wordcount: 1.5k

❖ WARNINGS: sub-leaning reader, oral (reader giving and receiving), fingering, mentions of cum eating

❖ A/n: reposting this older piece bc a community label got slapped onto it within 5 seconds of existing 🫶

☰ Hanma:

Hanma is lazy when it comes to eating you out, preferring to receive than to give, but he also feels super guilty when he doesn't return the favor - not that he would ever admit that out loud, though.

He randomly gets up and sits on the floor, between your legs, when you two watch a movie or a random tv show he's not too invested in it. He doesn't even vocalize what he wants, slender fingers tugging at whatever you're wearing and looking up at you with a lopsided grin, waiting for some sort of permission from you. Be it a needy nod or you undressing yourself for him.

Either way, he won't make a big deal about it, but he loves teasing you, pushing your thighs apart as far as they can go and using two of his fingers to spread your folds for him so he gets a pretty view. "Aww, already so excited for me," he coos before blowing cold air onto your exposed clit, teasing you about the goosebumps appearing on your thighs or the way your entrance clenches around nothing.

He will keep on teasing you until you either beg him to do something - anything - or just push his head closer to your core.

Hanma is by far not the most enthusiastic when it comes to eating you out, but he certainly knows how to use his tongue on you and has you moaning his name within mere minutes. Slow drags of his tongue from your entrance all the way up to your pretty little clit drive you insane before he continues this movement, but with a zig-zag pattern this time. He wants your juices covering his chin before he even considers focusing on your bundle of nerves, but when he does, you're done for. Soft lips kissing the sweet pearl before gentle sucks make you whimper. Shuji's tongue soon starts to spell his full name on your clit. Hanma Shuji. Hanma Shuji. Hanma Shuj- and before he even gets to finish his name a third time, your fingers claw into his scalp and pull him even closer than he was before.

With the final flick of his tongue, writing the last letter of his name, your walls start to flutter around nothing and your legs close around his head, keeping him trapped at your core. The lack of oxygen gets the man drunk on your juices, starting the torture of slow drags through your folds all over again, but this time one of his pretty long fingers prods at your entrance, slowly entering you and making space for a second digit to join soon, so he can curl them right against your sweet spot. As you lay there with your eyes rolling back, he couldn't help but look up at the mess he made out of you. "You owe me for this... but for now you get to enjoy this," he hums against your wet cunt, not wanting to stop feasting on you until he had his fill.

☰ Mikey:

Mike is secretly so enthusiastic about eating you out, not wanting to let you know, so you have to ask him for it. However, you barely finish your sentence and he's already grinning and starting to undress you. He prefers for you to be completely bare, seeing this as foreplay, unless you tell him you're not in the mood for much more.

He loves to have your knees pressed to your boobs and for you to hold your thighs, presenting your pretty little cunt to him like it's some five-star meal, which to him it is. Mikey hates teasing but takes his sweet time to kiss your exposed thighs, sucking small marks into them - marks only he will get to see - but he's so possessive over you and your beautiful body, needing to make sure you know that you're his and his alone.

When his sloppy kisses finally arrive at your core, he presses a sweet kiss right on your exposed clit before pulling back with a stupid little grin. “All mine… so wet, just for me,” he hums, nibbling at your thigh ones more as a finger glides through folds just to slide into your fluttering entrance. The moment his knuckles touch your wet pussy, the man is lost - completely in a trance - as his face comes closer and closer to your bundle of nerves. His tongue slowly dances over your clit with utmost care as a single finger explores your velvet walls, prodding at your sweet spot. Only when you start to get restless will he slowly and steadily pick up the pace of what he's doing, his tongue flicking your engorged bundle of nerves as his drool starts to flow down to your entrance, acting as additional lube next to your own arousal. By the time he adds a second finger and starts to scissor you open, embarrassingly loud squelching noises start to erupt from your cunt, proof of how good he makes you feel with this treatment. "Hmm, you gotta cum, please,” he begs and looks up at you, his lips and cheeks glistening with your juices and you want nothing more but to give him what he asks for, dangerously close already.

When his tongue starts flicking your sensitive nub again and he adds ever the slightest bit of suction, your vision turns white, his name flowing from your lips like an obscene prayer, but Mikey doesn't even think about stopping any time soon, addicted to your sweet taste. “One more, sweetcheeks. One more” That's what you keep hearing after each time he makes you release from his tongue, his fingers stilling but remaining inside of you. You're so sweet just for him, whining and crying out at the way he enjoys having him all to himself, his own erection long forgotten as long as your juices remain on his tongue.

☰ Kazutora:

Kazutora is so shy, but at the same time he's so proud that he gets you to release just with his mouth alone, wanting to please you like that at any chance he gets. You don't even have to ask him, he will come up to you whenever the mood strikes him, which is a lot. It's up to you if you let him have a taste, but if you do, he's over the moon, dragging you over to the couch or bed, whichever is closest. “Can i? Are you sure?” he asks with big doe eyes, not quite believing that you want him that much despite this happening almost daily by now. “Please Tora… Need you to make me cum,” you whine as needy as you can muster, unable to hide the fact that he's so good with his tongue that it makes your head spin.

He takes his sweet time to undress you layer for layer until you stand in front of him completely bare so he can marvel at your beauty before hiding his blushed face in the crook of your neck. Kazutora is a little romantic, pressing small kisses all over your body before lifting your pretty thighs over his shoulders so he's face to face with your core, taking your scent in before diving right in. It's almost like he's making out with your pussy, tongue dancing around your folds, brushing past all the right spots, and occasionally dipping inside of you to taste more of your arousal, which makes him moan into you - the vibrations this sends through you only letting you shudder in pleasure.

He knows by the way your hips rock up into him that you're oh so close to your release and instead of holding you down, he just continues swirling his tongue over your clit just right until your back arches off the bed and a loud moan bubbles out of your throat. Your reaction to him basically begs for more, your arousal flowing freely and wetting the lower half of his face, which leaves him no other choice but to rut his hips into the mattress, far too aroused to let you be the only one to receive this pleasure.

Kazutora is so lost in your second orgasm of the night that he barely notices how eager his hips have become, prompting you to pull him away from your core by his tied-up hair. “C’mere baby,” you hum, wanting to return the favor, to which he only nods with teary eyes. He returns to explore your folds with his tongue the moment he's on top of you, leaving you two in a 69 position with you beneath him and the tip of his hardened length pushing at your lips. Once he got so lost in your sweet taste again, he couldn't even contain himself anymore, rutting his hips shamelessly into you now, almost fucking your face as he released down your throat with needy moans and whines, his tongue never stopping to caress your clit - needing to taste your release once more.

Networks: @enchantedforest-network @themovingcastlez

[shoyoist]

— 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑(𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒) : kurokawa izana.

content: gn!reader. dom reader, sub izana. handjob, edging, praising, riding dick, overstim, multiple orgasms (m), dacryphilia. note: happy birthday izana, my pretty princess!

— . ｡˚ ♡ izana wants to own things. he also wants you to own him.

izana is used to being showered in praise. his subordinates and friends do it often — and kakucho, his most loyal partner and confidant, never misses a chance to give him all the compliments he deserves (and more that he doesn't. kakucho flatters him too much).

so he should be used to it, really. shouldn't be fazed by sweet words or high admiration. shouldn't feel shy.

but he doesn't know how else to feel, when you lean in close, your warmth spilling from your skin into his when you press yourself to his side — and whisper, "mm, 'zana. so pretty like this."

his breath hitches when your fingers tighten around the shaft of his cock, lithe and lazy in how you pump the length, cooing more hushed praise into his ear while you lean even closer, and press your lips to the side of his neck.

he feels hot, feverish, almost — shivering when the fingers of your other hand crawl up the nape of his neck, nails scratching against his undercut as you carress his silvery hair. "h—hngh, please."

"mhm?" you purr, so saccharine in his ear as you snap your wrist once more — fist going to his cockhead, thumb collecting the pearls of cum that have gathered at his tip, before going back down. "what was that, princess?"

and in any other situation, izana would strike someone down if they dared to call him a 'princess'. if they saw him anything less than yokohama tenjiku's fearsome leader, the emperor of the nation's underground world, he would kill them. without hesitation.

but right now? right now, with your lips icy on his throat and your gentle touch at the back of his neck, with your hand around his cock, he is a princess. he's your princess. a princess, laid across his bedchambers, at the mercy of his sweet, sweet lover. "please."

"tell me, my love." you urge, arm wrapping around his shoulders as you pull him close and lock lips with him in a kiss. it's not a very deep kiss, but with how close he is to his orgasm, the force of it still puts stars in his hazy, violet eyes. "i'll give it to you, if you tell me."

you know what he wants. you're teasing him, edging him — dangling him on the cusp, and his body quivers, drawn taut with the need to find release.

"wanna—" the word catches in his throat, and he has to swallow. "wanna cum. can't fuckin' take it."

"tsk, baby." you nudge his head back towards yours when he pulls away, continuing the kiss. "say it nicely."

"wanna cum," he repeats into your mouth. "please? i—i cant. cant take it tonight, please. need to cum."

"good boy." you smile, and he lets out a keen when you increase the pace of your fist up and down his stiff cock, giving him one more kiss on the cheek before letting his head fall back against the pillows and the headboard, moving your free hand down to trace a finger lightly against his balls. "my good lil princess. you want to cum?"

izana's hips jerk, the ticklish sensation so good but just not enough to send him over the edge. he gasps, breathless as you spit on his cock and fuck it harder, cheeks burning with the effect of your words and how fucking blissful you're making him feel. "fuck, yes!"

you laugh, and it makes his face feel hotter still, but god it feels good. he's so close, has been so close for so long, and he wants more, more, more—

he cums with a sharp gasp, a choke that makes its way out without his voice, when you give his balls a final squeeze, and the heaviness of them along with the tightness in his stomach becomes too much to take. "a—ah!"

his hand scrabbles with the blanket underneath him, curling the material into his fist as he moans, ropes of thick, messy cum spilling from him.

"there we go," you sigh, watching how it splatters his thighs, his abs and the sheets, as you continue squeezing his balls and pumping his cock, determined to milk him through. "there we go."

"fuck— fuck, fuck," izana hisses, voice high and wispy, grabbing your arm in a weak attempt to get you to slow down.

"doing so well, princess." you say, ignoring the way he tries to allow himself a pause, and though the room is dark, you know his cock's flushed bright, drooling as you continue bobbing your hand back and forth. "so, so well."

he only whimpers in return, eyes fluttering shut as he breathes, chest heaving — his cock throbs against your touch, and you let go for a second, making him think you were done—

but then, your knees dip the mattress around his hips as you climb on top of him, and his eyes open again. "what—"

"shhh," you slide a hand in his hair, tug his face close to yours. taking his cock, now half limp, back in your grip, you level his head with your entrance as you kiss him. "that was so good, princess. came so hard for me. do it again? inside me?"

"but 'm tired." izana mumbles, but his hands latch onto your waist anyway, pulling you down on his cock as you sink onto it. your walls are velvety, wet and warm and tight around him — miles better than your hand, and his cock twitches, weepy and so sensitive to it all.

"you can do it." you tell him, resting your palms at his shoulders and giving him an experimental roll of your hips. he bites his lip, head lolling backwards for a moment before he composes himself.

"fuck, baby i—" he's so cute. so fucking cute, pliant as he lays underneath you, bronze skin glowing with a thin sheen of sweat, the shine of it rippling with each breath he takes.

you want to ruin him.

"shhh," you cut him off again. "quiet. be good for me. i know you want it so bad."

and god, he does want it. he does, he does.

emperor of the underworld, tenjiku's unbending leader, the undefeated, immortally powerful kurokawa izana — a whimpering mess, pressed to the sheets, near tears as you fuck him through.

he loves it. being vulnerable, being taken over, being a pretty little princess — he loves it, with you. loves being owned by you.

"princess," you moan, bouncing yourself on his cock as he falls back into the pillows, pale waves of hair fanning out underneath as he arches his back and cries out, tears welling in his eyes with the excess of pleasure that courses through him with each move of your body around his cock. "so beautiful, princess. my princess."

"cant," izana sobs, even though you know and he knows, that he can and wants to take more. "cant do any more — haah — no more."

"feels good?" you ask anyway, because it never hurts to make sure.

"so good!" he whines, clutching your hips and digging his nails into the plush skin, begging you to go harder, to tighten your legs around his waist, move faster and faster.

you give him a fond smirk, eyes sparking with lust and adoration for your pretty boy, watching him go breathless, watching the tears run down his cheeks as he cums again, too soon after his first orgasm.

hot cum fills you up, and the feeling drives you closer and closer to your own high, the fucked out expression on izana's face and the trembling of his thighs under you only fueling your drive.

"mm, please—no more! no more, can't take anymore!" he sobs, and this time, you know he's been pushed near his limit. but then he cries again, tears glimmering at the corners of his eyes, "so good!"

so you roll your hips again, his cock hitting your sweetest spots, as you sink deeper onto him, digging his sensitive head into your favourite places, coaxing out an orgasm of your own.

"shit, 'zana," you stutter, hands tightening around his shoulders as you struggle to maintain yourself — fuck, it feels so good, so hot and so wet, you could collapse.

the white hot, searing wave of euphoria racks through you at the same time that it hits izana as well, and he whines out an overstimulated 'mm, i love you' before he's gasping for air again, the pulsing clench of your heat around his cock too much to handle.

the cold burn of his overstimulation aches, stings. and izana likes it. likes it so much.

"i love you too, princess." you exhale, hot and heavy, bending down to steal an open-mouthed, sloppy kiss from him. he moans into your mouth, finally finding it in him to buck his hips up to meet your thrusts — and jerks his head up for more when you begin to pull back.

pretty little pain-slut, you think with a smile, as you kiss him again. you'll call him that another time, though. for tonight, he's your princess. "gonna take more for me?"

and izana nods, looking up pleadingly with his violet eyes wide and innocent, begging for more. he'll always take more for you.

anything for you — who brings his emperor's front down and turns him into a blissed out, teary little princess, and loves him that way.

"good boy."

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⌦ Kakucho being a cutest sweetheart and asking to kiss you again after you had your first kiss together! (I love him, he is my baby and deserves the world)

⎙ Fluff! x r e a d e r!

✮ 𝑭𝒕. Kakucho Hitto my beloved

You and Kakucho already liked each other for a considerable time, the boy visited you whenever he could, that night, he invited you to take a walk around the city, the stars lit up the sky that was clean, without clouds, Kakucho took you to his house, while they were together in the room, you finally got up the courage to kiss him, it was a long kiss, without much rush, it was your first kiss, you were extremely in love with each other, so that kiss would really mean a lot, especially for Kakucho, despite being a delinquent, he has a heart as pure as crystal.

When you stopped the kiss, you realized how shy Kakucho had become, his face was red and he couldn't even look at you, so you asked him if something had happened, he immediately replied that he had never kissed someone before, he really loves you, so that little kiss warmed his heart, Kakucho spent his whole life feeling quite lonely and faithfully believed that no one would love him for his scar, it wasn't something he could just hide, the weight of rejection because of his appearance really affected him, but, you were different and the boy knew it, honestly he is happy that you accept him the way he is, he felt beautiful to you every time you complimented him, helping his low self esteem to rise.

"...Do you mind if I kiss you again?" You questioned with a smile on your face, he looked at you for a few seconds with an expression of genuine happiness on his cute face.

"N-no! I don't mind! I want you too." He approached you, taking the first step this time, this time, he held you tight by the waist, making you feel how strong he was, the kiss became even more passionate that time.

“You don't know how long I've waited for this." Breaking off the kiss, Kakucho told you in a few words, just gently stroking your face and giving you a smile.