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bleach-your-panties · 5 months

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🕑part of mine and @suyacho 's nnn. also part of #kinktobercandyshop'23🍭

❤️banner made by me in pic collage

🕑divider: chibiville via glitter-graphics

❤️warnings: 18+, mdni. mentions of funeral proceedings (not detailed), ROUGH sex, degradation, mean!dom matsukawa, forced cum-eating, sex in a hearse, mattsun makes a blasphemous statement

🕑3.3k words

❤️first time writing matsukawa!

▶️what's your fantasy - ludacris ft. shawna

▶️slut me out - nle choppa

Day Before Halloween…

If there was any week that Matsukawa hated to work the most, he would have to say that it would be the week of Halloween.

Some people must just have a sick sense of humor or just not care at all to decide specifically to have their loved one's homegoing on Halloween.

In a way, he could kind of see the novelty behind it. That didn't change the fact that he was pissed the fuck off at all this extra work he'd been given, though.

The family wanted all stops pulled out for this Halloween funeral. Blood-red, white, and black flower arrangements with skull and miniature white pumpkin add-ins, then orange and black flower arrangements with added gourds of varying colors.

"This shit is going to look tacky as fuck." Issei complained under his breath as his co-worker helped him move said flower arrangements to a more suitable position at the family's request.

"Might as well hang some fake fucking bats from the ceiling while we're at it."

Today was the visitation and, of course, Issei's boss had put him in charge of greeting the visitors and ensuring that the guest book was out for them to sign, and not to mention the flowers that needed to be placed exactly in the correct areas.

He could hardly keep up with all the tasks he'd been given to do and to do alone or with very minimal assistance.

Like the saying goes…when you're good at your job, you get to do your job and the other guy's job.

Once the flowers were set up, he swiped black ring-covered knuckles across his forehead to catch a trickle of sweat from running down between his eyes.

If it's autumn, why is it so fucking hot? It also doesn't help that he's required to dress in black from head to toe.

At this point, Matsukawa just wanted to get home, peel off these sweaty clothes, and take a long, hot shower. Maybe if he was lucky, you'd be off work by the time he was finished.

—-

His drive home was uneventful and even more drab than usual, but that changed when you decided to Facetime him as you were leaving the office. Olive-colored, upward-slanted eyes roamed over your figure as he watched you get into your car.

You were dressed in a pair of dark, high-waisted slacks with wide legs and a deep maroon, silk blouse with flowing sleeves. Hair and makeup done to perfection and jewelry matched to your ensemble so well that one would think you had a personal stylist.

Issei could feel his cock hardening through his pants. He could practically smell the perfume you always wore as his mouth began to salivate.

No doubt he was insanely attracted to you, but today something felt different.

With his constant workload, he'd been feeling so uptight and pent up, and since he'd quit smoking (at your request once the two of you had started dating exclusively), he currently didn't have any outlet to release all of that tension.

Your work schedule kept you very busy as well, so when you and Issei wanted to see one another, you both had to plan accordingly.

Because of that, you both haven't even had time to have a date night, let alone have sex.

"Hi, baby. You look tired. Still working hard on that Halloween-themed funeral for tomorrow?"

Your sweet voice filtered into Issei's ears, making his cock strain even harder against his now too-tight-feeling dress pants.

When he didn't answer for a long time and just kept staring, you had to check your phone to make sure that the app hadn't frozen.

"Issei, baby? Are you alright? Issei!"

The dark-haired man was still looking, lost in his own world. He'd even pulled his car over to the side of the road so he wouldn't get into a wreck.

He wants to ruin you.

He wants to fuck you so good and hard that your tears stream down your face like waterfalls and ruin your perfect makeup.

He wants to fuck you so hard that your perfect hairstyle falls out of place as he grips the beautiful strands between his thick fingers and pulls as hard as he can.

He wants to rip your blouse open, rip your bra clean in two and throw the discarded material over his head. Rip the buttons of your pants off, then yank them down and off of your perfect legs with the soft, cotton panties you always wear being his next target as he destroys those as well. Just to get to that wet cunt that always takes his huge cock so well.

He wants to ravage you.

Finally, he snapped out of his reverie when a semi-truck passed by on the highway, the wind from it making his car rock as he sat marked on the shoulder of the road.

"My bad, sweetheart. I just got distracted by how beautiful you look. My day was shit as usual, but that's no longer an issue now that I have your sexy ass in front me." He grinned that big grin that you absolutely love on him.

Your face immediately went hot and you coughed slightly to clear your throat.

"Always the charmer, you are." That angelic laugh of yours filtered through the phone speaker, making Issei's eyes almost roll into the back of his head.

"We should make plans to get together soon. It's been far too long."

Yes, it has. Far too long.

"Can do, sweetheart. My schedule should free up after the service is over tomorrow; then, you can have me all to yourself." He teased with a bite to that plump, juicy lower lip.

If it wasn't for workplace standards, he'd have gotten it pierced like you'd suggested the first time you two ever kissed.

With a very prominent blush on your face now, you giggled and nodded.

"Okay, I'll be sure to free up my schedule as well and make sure that we'll have no distractions." You sensually flirted.

'Oh, there'll be no damn distractions. I'll make sure of that.' Issei thought to himself.

—-

Next Day. Halloween.

"Yes, thank you for coming."

"So sorry for your loss."

"The funeral professional lineup will start at the driveway of the church, thank you."

Matsukawa had been back and forth all day long finishing up last minute details before the service had officially started at 3:00 pm.

He had been doing his usual duties that were required of him, mostly just ensuring that everything was prepared for the funeral attendees such as the guest book and even helping with setting up for the repast, which would be at the local community center.

While the funeral was in progress, he was making sure that any loose ends were tied up and that everything was just how the family wanted it.

"Whew, shit. What a day, right Matsukawa? I could really go for a drink and a cig right now. What about you?" His co-worker asked as they both sat down for a well-deserved break after the service completed.

"Mmm, yeah I could go for a drink, but I'll pass on the cig."

He waved a hand dismissively. The co-worker was about to protest and try to convince him when the sound of heels clicking on the floor made them both snap their heads around.

There you were, clad in a simple, black cocktail dress but you looked anything but simple.

Matsukawa's mossy green eyes stretched open to fully take in your attire: the dress had two thick straps holding it up, and, people always say that black makes you look slimmer, but that dress was fucking suffocating every curve on your body.

The slit up your left thigh was the last nail in the coffin. Issei knew that he had to get you out of here right now, before he ended up bending you over right in front of his unsuspecting co-worker.

"Baby…I was going to pick you up for dinner. It's only," he glanced at his wristwatch, "6:00pm."

You smiled big, making your cute little dimple pop out and your eyes crinkle at the corners.

"I know! I was getting ready, and…I was just so excited to see you that I rushed right over here, hoping you might be off of work already."

Oh God, you're so damn cute.

With your little hair done up in a cute updo, a few strands framing your face.

Your jewelry was simple, silver, and shining brighter than the stars in the quickly darkening sky.

Matsukawa had stars in his own eyes as he glorified your presence in front of him. Truly an angel standing right in his face.

And the demon inside of him couldn't wait to destroy every bit of the pure innocence that exuded from your being.

Without another word, he bit down on the middle of his lower lip, sucking the plump flesh between his teeth as he grabbed you by your toned bicep and began dragging you towards the back of the funeral home.

"Issei-? What's wrong, honey, are you-"

"Quiet." He grit between his teeth.

You immediately shut up - you knew what that tone meant.

With a small smirk, you let him roughly pull you along. Your stiletto heels clicked loudly across the linoleum floors in the empty hallway.

—-

yeah yeah yeah yeah

give it to me now, give it to me now

—-

The foundation of the funeral home was just about ancient.

It used to be a house belonging to a wealthy family that lived in the area a long time before either you or Issei were born.

The family that owned it decided to renovate it after their elder passed away and thus created your boyfriend's workplace.

It couldn't be denied that it looked a bit spooky, and supposedly the family's elder had passed away in one of the upstairs bedrooms.

But nevermind the lore, because the scariest thing that you would have to deal with right now would be Issei's impatience.

The tugging on your upper arm ceased once you both reached the back of the building.

Issei unlocked the back door with one of his keys and pushed it open.

The cool evening air rushed in and made the hem of your dress fly up a bit.

You were grabbed again by the arms and whisked through the doorway, a surprised yelp leaving your red-glossed lips as you were slammed up against smooth, painted wood.

"Can't believe it took this long for me to get my hands on you."

He murmured low in your ear, licking the lobe before trailing his tongue down your neck and leaving a slimy trail in its wake.

"Issei, oh…"

"Hmm, saying my name already, pretty girl? I've barely gotten started."

He pulled his mouth off of your neck with a wet suckle and reached to unbuckle his black belt.

Your little manicured fingers reached out and brushed against his.

"Let me, baby…I want to-"

"No. Hands off of me. On your knees."

He slipped the belt out of the loops and wrapped it around his hand before striking it against your chest.

Once you were on your knees in front of him, the heel of his shiny dress shoe pressed down on your lower back, making it arch.

You hissed as your knees scraped the gravel below you. Issei grabbed a handful of your hair to lift your head up.

His dick twitched in those tight dress pants when he saw your bright eyes shimmering with the beginnings of tears.

"Are you okay with this? Still remember the safeword?" He asked gently, stroking the belt's cold leather underneath your chin.

"Mhm, please Issei-"

"Issei?"

"Daddy!" You corrected hastily, "Please Daddy, been needing you for so so long…"

How could he deny his sweet baby girl?

With his hand cradling your chin, he took the belt and looped it around your neck, tugging hard to get you up on your feet.

A strangled gasp gurled from your lips, only making Issei smirk as he began leading you away from the lighted back porch of the building into the open garage where the hearses were parked.

All he had to do was pull open the door to one of them. Who would willingly crawl into one of these? Besides, all of the keys went home with the manager and employees at the end of the workday.

Issei shoved you inside and pinned you down. The hand holding your makeshift leash forced your head against the frosty window.

The distinct sound of rustling fabric made your brain rattle and cunt leak into your satin panties.

"Fuck, stupid fucking zipper!" He griped. No way he was being cockblocked by his own fucking pants right now.

"Aw, you know what. Fuck. It."

—-

i wanna get you in the back seat, windows up

that's the way you like to fuck

clogged up, fog alert

rip the pants and rip the shirt

—-

A sharp ripping sounded throughout the enclosed space of the car.

You promptly turned your head, which was a huge blunder on your part.

"Keep your eyes forward, whore. Who said you were allowed to look at me?"

Issei grabbed a hold of your hair, along with your belt-leash, and smushed your face back up against the window.

In turn, he palmed his heavy cock in his free hand. He'd ripped the entire zipper from its seam on the front of those ¥215,412 Prada slacks, but he wasn't worried about that right now.

His entire focus was on your wet cunt steadily soaking those teeny little panties, if you could even really call them that.

A rough hand groped the squishy flesh of your ass before smacking it hard enough to leave an angry red mark.

"Hmm, I don’t think I should be the only one to have my clothes ripped, huh Y/N? You can answer.” Issei remarked before spitting on his dick just to give it that extra lube so you could take him.

“Y-yes, Daddy…rip it up.” You whined pathetically, making him smirk.

In the next minute, you heard another ripping sound; Issei ripped your dress from the hem following all the way up the slit on your thigh, the panties soon following. They fell to the carpeted floor in two thin shreds of black fabric.

He jacked his dick with urgency, smearing pre-cum all over his hand before pulling you from the window to shove you into the corner between it and the seat.

"Fuck, you’re so wet. You like my big dick bullying its way inside that tight little cunt, unh?" Issei huffed next to your ear, encasing you with his larger body and rutting his dick right inside your pulsating heat.

Your arousal dripped around the length of his dick, lubing him up even more. Your combined juices created a lewd sloshing sound as he ground his hips into your backside, trapping you in the corner of the backseat with nowhere to run.

“Mmphh, mhmm..”

"Yeah?” He replied like he could understand your mumbling (he probably could).

His eyes narrowed farther into tiny slits as he lost his shit, your pussy gripping him like a vice.

“Shit, you're fucking creaming all over me. You wanted this just as much as I did, huh baby?"

He moved his lips from your ear to cover your mouth, slipping his tongue inside to stroke and suckle yours.

Saliva dribbled down both your chins. The entire neckline of your dress was soaked at this point.

Issei moved his lips then from your mouth and licked across your cheek until he got to your earlobe.

Up, up, up until the tip of his tongue was inside your ear and swirling around.

“O-oh…I-issei…hmmm..” You slipped up again.

SMACK!

“Wrong. What's my name?”

“Daddy…”

You didn't dare move to nurse your stinging cheek.

“Good girl…now stay right there while I take my pussy.”

Getting bored of the belt around your neck, Issei halted his rough thrusting long enough to free your neck.

“Don't get excited, slut. I'm not finished with you.”

He tugged your arms behind your back and looped the belt through them.

“Arch.”

So sweet and obedient for him, Issei could hardly believe how well he had trained you.

He planted one knee in the seat while he stood up in your pussy. He used the belt as leverage while pummeling your pussy, making the entire car rock.

The sounds of his dick getting stuck inside your tight, wet hole were no less than pornographic - even more so when he pulled his hips back to free himself from you before diving right back in like an Olympic swimmer.

“Oh God! Issei, please!”

“God? Why are you calling God?”

He didn't slow down his wild thrusting even though his own undoing was upon him. One arm slipped free from your confines, and you used it to push back against his abdomen.

You could tell he was close by how sloppy his thrusts were getting, but he wasn't about to stop. His dick kept slipping out of you, nudging your asshole and bumping against your clit.

“Might as well just keep on calling my name because I'm your God tonight, bitch. Move your motherfucking hand, haaah.”

“Mmm, I-Issei, I know you're close…cum in me, please Daddy…”

“I-OH FUCK!”

Whoever last used this car didn't close the door all the way, because the two of you went tumbling out into the cold, wet dirt below.

Luckily, a large flower garden was planted right on the side of the house next to the garage.

You unceremoniously face-planted into a fresh patch of begonias, the dirt still soft and rich.

Issei choked back a laugh and instead moaned - somehow the two of you managed to stay connected and the fall only drove his dick right up against your cervix.

—-

rough sex, make it hurt

in the garden all in the dirt

roll around, georgia brown

that's the way that i like it twerked

legs jerk, overworked

underpaid, but don't be afraid

—-

“Shit, shit, fuck! I'm cumming!” Issei groaned, his entire body beginning to shake with the force of his orgasm.

You thrust back against him, trying to hurry your own along while you coughed out dirt and red flower petals.

With a strained groan, you heard Issei finally come undone, but you felt a sudden…emptiness.

“W-what?”

A devious smirk covered said man’s face and instead of cumming in your pussy he had cum into his free hand.

“Still want my cum? Here you go, whore.”

He took his large hand and covered your face from your nose down, making you inhale and splutter through the warm, sticky mess.

His thumb, index, and middle finger stretched your jaw open before he leaned over your head to add his final touches - his saliva - to your soiled face.

Once again, he slapped your cheek and then rubbed it before carefully bringing the two of you up and turning you around to face him.

“First time you didn't end up using the safe word. Under that prim and proper facade you're an insatiable bitch.” He smirked and nuzzled the top of your sweaty head.

“What…what the hell was that for?! Why couldn't you just cum inside?!” You griped, using the back of your hand to begin wiping away his mess.

“Because, sweetheart, you kept breaking character, and it's Halloween. I'm on demon time.”

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*ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ 🫶🏽

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