#( c. Chifuyu )

[hanayumi]

𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭

— matsuno chifuyu x fem!reader

wc. 7.2k

tags/warnings unrequited love, hanahaki au, forced infidelity, noncon, gaslighting, light degradation, jealousy, angst, lowkey yandere, porn w/ plot basically, this is a sad one:(

notes happy late white day!! ^^

he hides a deadly secret for your sake. but as with all secrets when it comes to you, it isn’t long before you find out.

snapshot;

The act is up. The secret has been spilled. He should be relieved. But, truth be told, he regrets being born in the first place when he sees your reaction. All the flowers he’s wrung out of his throat combined can never hold a candle to seeing the pain flash across your eyes and your face — your hands, your warmth, and your figure, all recoil from him as if he were scalding iron.

“What?” you force out. “What… did you just say?” Your voice has become warped in horror and mangled in the cavernous jaws of denial. A crime scene; a mistake written in blood that only humanity could ever commit. He should not be in love with you just as much as you will never be his.

“I’m in love with you.”

He’s not surprised. No, not really. 

You’re perfect in every way, so it’s only natural. If you were his girlfriend he’d feel the same — protective, possessive, doting. It’s expected. Chifuyu supposes he should’ve seen something like this coming sooner or later.

But it doesn’t make his blood boil any less.

Smug bastard. He thinks he’s hot shit, doesn’t he? Chifuyu doesn’t know what he’s looking at besides a poor excuse of a man. Ko…Kosuke? Was it? He can’t bring himself to remember — barely two minutes into the conversation and already he wants to leave. And take you with him, of course. But his legs are glued to the scratchy booth as if weighed down with stone cold cement. He can’t move and he can’t take his eyes off of you. Off the two of you.

Damnit… He wants to leave, so bad, but there’s been just a single, detrimental issue and now he’s left with a forced smile plastered on his face, watching this proud fucker flaunt how he’s stolen away the only girl he’s ever fallen in love with.

It hurts.

He’s tried deluding himself into thinking it wasn’t true, tried so hard that at some point he nearly believed it. That the nights you returned past midnight were because you caught up with your highschool friends again; that the rumour he heard of you and him in passing conversations with your colleagues were just that — a rumour. Fake. Fabricated.

What is the meaning of this? he almost wants to shout.

This is the proof, isn’t it — the stone cold evidence right here in the flesh. Presented to him without a shadow of a doubt, in the form of a sharply-dressed gentleman with a handsome grin with the dreamiest green eyes he’s ever fucking seen with his arm around your shoulders:

You have a boyfriend and it isn’t Chifuyu.

It’s Kosuke who’s the CEO of a big-shot business who can give you everything you could ever want.

(Chifuyu would give you everything until his heart stopped beating.)

You’re chatting away, oblivious to the undulating tension right across the table. Kosuke, amused, with just the right amount of teasing and a pinch of tenderness, twirls a strand of your hair around his finger and smiles (as if he owns you, as if it’s his god-given right to touch you in that way), and carries on the conversation like normal — waxing poetic about your meet-cute and how it was love at first sight, about how you’ve already got your future together planned out, about meeting your parents and siblings and how they all welcomed him with open arms. All the things that Chifuyu has experienced before and way earlier too.

“Careful, it’s hot,” says your knight in shining armour, his mouth blowing at the steam rising from your tea. Bile rises in the back of Chifuyu’s throat as he watches you smile at his words.

Kosuke speaks eloquently. Charmingly. Everything he says screams like a page snuck from a romance novel. Everything about him radiates a dangerous charm. So that’s why you’ve fallen for him.

Chifuyu wants nothing more than for him to get his filthy hands off of you.

He watches Kosuke’s eyes, the way they tell him everything — softening, shimmering, catching the light and entirely trained on you when it’s your turn to speak, and shit, holy shit, the guy’s in love isn’t he?

He really, really should’ve stayed home. Bitterness and alcohol is a deadly concoction. Chifuyu can feel the sting of tears biting at his eyeballs so he gulps down sweet, dry sake as if it’d help the pain subside, but there is no escaping this. 

A radiant smile is blooming on your face at something your boyfriend says (he can’t hear, it’s hard to hear and breathe and focus). The corners of your eyes crinkle, and for once his heart aches when he sees it — and the hurt is so fresh, so unfamiliar and new and different from the usual joy that your smile brings to him, so he hyper-focuses on anything but your face to keep the tears from falling. Anything, anything at all like— like that tiny ceramic cup containing his sake, or the rain pelting soundlessly against the glass window. Inhale and exhale. Not now. Not yet.

“‘Fuyu? What’s wrong? You’ve gone so pale.” 

Don’t. Don’t look at her.

“A lightweight, huh?” Kosuke, in his peripheral, leans back against the booth cushions and there’s a knowing curl on his lips. The light above the bar’s countertop flickers, lending a charismatic sheen over his eyes. “It’s alright. I used to be that way too — but my father built my tolerance from a young age.” He winks, but it doesn’t draw a reaction from you nor Chifuyu.

Chifuyu feels your worried stare burning into him, watches your frown out the corner of his eye, the little downward tug of your lips, and his heart feels like it’s been forced down a paper shredder.

“I’m fine,” he smiles weakly, meeting your eyes for a second before darting away. The half-empty cup of sake swirls in his grip. “Just… a little surprised. You didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend.”

Your eyebrows raise but before you can reply Kosuke takes your hand. Kosuke, Mr. Fucking Perfect, takes your hand — he starts rubbing your palm like a purposeful display of intimacy and like Chifuyu isn’t watching right here.

“Well, it all happened so fast. We weren’t sure when to make it public,” he hums. But it’s clear as day, in his tone hides a subtle slyness, viciousness. He’s looking at Chifuyu, with those narrowed gemstone eyes that captured your precious little heart, not as an equal but as a rival. 

No. Not a rival. Something more pretentious. Something as despicable as the lies that he probably fed you to lure you to him.

I don’t like him.

“Kou,” you squirm, tensing in Kosuke’s grip. The man in question frowns as you tug your hand from his, retreating it back to your side. Chifuyu wishes you’d been more forceful, if only to resuscitate his own paperthin delusion.

But — the thought comes rapidly, like pinpricks as he senses your distress — but how could he ruin this for you?

This — him, your childhood friend, your best friend, meeting your boyfriend, or future husband, even — must mean a lot to you. Surely. Chifuyu knows from the way you’re fidgeting in your seat that you’re getting nervous. Antsy.

Years of familiarity have granted him, if not heartbreak, the ability to glean your emotions at a mere glance. And, he supposes, the same can be said likewise. The way he sees it, Kosuke has your heart dancing in his palm and you would sooner get rid of a limb than allow this first, crucial meeting to fall into ruin.

(He is not going to let this meeting fall into ruin.)

He clears his throat, the sharp vibration stifling the tremor deeply ingrained into his nerves. The acrid feeling in his gut dissipates, slowly, evaporating with a firm swallow.

Chifuyu nods a little too sharply.

“Of course, I understand completely. I’m happy for you both, really.”

//

Why can’t you be mine?

Nighttime. He jolts in bed with a whisper of your name tearing through chapped lips, shirt glued to his back, damp with cold sweat. It’s cold. The first thing he notices is the sharp chill making its presence known in his every vertebrae, rattling his bones and biting at his numb ankles because sometime in the night he kicked off the blanket.

His fingers run through sticky tresses matted to his forehead, groping for his surroundings, for reality. He can hear his heartbeat drumming in his ears. It was a dream, he’s in his room — it was just a dream. A quick glance at the fluffy pile all bunched up on the floor and the pain comes back; seething and aching and tearing up his insides, because even seeing a damn blanket you gifted him a week after moving in makes the memories come flooding back.

Your hesitant smile when you handed it to him. Your shy remark. The way your face lit up when he told you it was just the type he was looking for.

He chokes on a sob.

He should be used to it — he should, fuck — but the harder he tries the more he feels like he’s drowning. His palm massages circles into his forehead as if it’d help the throbbing subside. It hasn’t been a week since that incident but all he sees now is you — more than ever, now that he knows you’ll never be his. At night there is hardly any solace. At night, his dreams taunt him mercilessly with your figure. 

Bloodshot eyes scrutinise his hands until they become more than just a blurry outline. Car headlights sweep through the streets, momentarily depositing strips of tangerine into his room through the window, only serving to deceive him. In his dreams you’d been waiting, grinning, tugging him by the hand and wrapping your arms around his neck. He could smell you — he swears he could smell the flowery perfume that you always keep on your upper shelf — but in a fragment of a second your perfect and pretty form was ripped from him.

Waking up to this arctic cold is nothing but disappointing. 

(He has to get used to this.)

Chifuyu stumbles blindly out of bed and to the door, hand hovering over the doorknob but it won’t quit shaking.

What time is it? Are you sleeping well? 

Salvation lies in the room just beside his — your sleeping form all curled up in fluffy blankets, in all things resplendent and soft and beautiful. In his mind he pictures you, asleep and soft little snores, living out blissful dreams of your boyfriend and all the giddiness and happiness he probably makes you feel.

And his heart aches and aches and aches.

In the bathroom sink there’s darkness swirling down the gutter and he splashes cold water on his face to stop his head from spinning. A blur. Everything’s still a blur. So cold. Where is the fucking light switch? The sound of rushing water blends with his gasping breaths. Something is wrong somehow — like there’s something within him fighting to see the daylight. He reaches for his throat with one hand, and then another when he feels something odd.

Nails dig into the skin; he’s clawing now. It feels tight. Vestiges of your smiling face flash with lurid vividness in his mind — when you brushed a strand of his hair from his forehead to when you fixed him dinner at half-past midnight over a crackling stove to when you smiled as you introduced him to your new boyfriend.

Are you happy?

A strangled whimper — he misses you, you’re in the room down the hall and fuck he misses you — and chokes. He coughs and splutters until his lungs heave with exhaustion and in his mind he screams irrationally for you. Help me, I feel like I’m dying (Name). 

Something bubbles uncontrollably from his throat and he gags harder, choking on his tears. This time they come naturally, unrelentingly, dripping onto the sink in tiny expanding droplets. Please…

His vision wavers; his body goes rigid. 

Is that… blood?

A hand comes to swipe at his lips, but it’s not liquid that he comes into contact with. Fuck. Nonononono. He lurches from the sink, back slamming against the wall. It’s not blood.

He knows what that is.

The lights are off and it’s pitch black and he can barely see shit but he knows. All of a sudden the room permeates with a sickly sweet fragrance, so thick it’s suffocating, and he knows what that feathery-soft texture clenched between his trembling fingers is. Knows the curious little myth that he brushed off months earlier, without so much as batting a single eyelid, well because love is stupid because love is fickle and there’s no way—

There’s flower petals spilling from his throat. 

//

“Not going to bed yet?”

His fingers over the pen freeze. His eyes flicker to the clock hanging on the wall (2am) and then to you — peeking over the doorframe, worry pinching your eyebrows together, hands clutched close to your chest. The oversized sweater clinging to your shoulders doesn’t look like yours — it’s way too big. His throat tightens when he sees it.

“Uhh… no?”

“It’s 2am. You have work tomorrow, don’t you?”

Oh, yes — work.

Things at the pet store are starting to take a back-burner ever since he started coughing up literal flowers.

He releases a sigh, dropping his pen so he can fiddle absently with the thin letter opener. The news article is swept under the pile of envelopes — the one with the headline that makes his hands feel clammy with sweat — and he chuckles nervously, afraid to meet your gaze. “Well, oops.”

“‘Oops’ my ass,” you huff, a hand on your hip. “Care to explain?”

He bites his lip as he thinks of a reply, something that isn’t along the lines of, because I love you, I love you so much that I’m dying.

“Nothing serious. I just felt restless tonight,” he mutters, running his fingers through his hair, and it’s half true — he feels restless every night.

“So I figured I’d go through the mail. Those are yours, by the way. I’ll leave them here for you to sort in the morning.” He gestures to the stack shoved to the top of the counter, trying to ignore your deepening frown. To his relief you don’t prod further, but instead of going back to your room you opt to stay — sliding over the cushioned stool wordlessly, taking an envelope out of the dozens to turn it over in your hand.

You never liked going to bed alone.

He resumes his business, fingers working to slice open an envelope that’s addressed to him, but it’s hard to concentrate when your dissatisfaction is palpable from your little sighs across the table. It’s clear you aren’t paying attention to the little scribbles on the envelope spelling out your name and address. Then, as if you had an uncanny ability to read his mind, you speak up.

“‘Fuyu. Do you… dislike Kosuke?” 

He chokes. “Excuse me?”

“I’m not stupid. I saw how you reacted that day,” you say, flinging the envelope into a stray pile. Your elbows slide over the counter; you rest your chin on your palms and stare at Chifuyu intently in that way that makes him feel his defences peeling off layer by layer, leaving him feeling exposed, vulnerable, as if you see through him as clear as day — as if you’re searching for something you know for certain exists somewhere.

His nose wrinkles. “Well, now, whatever did I do to make you think that way?”

“It’s just, y-you know, that night I brought you to meet him for the first time, remember? We were out drinking?”

He nods for you to go on, an eyebrow arched. You clear your throat bashfully. “A-and, you seemed as if… as if…” you trail off, face flushed, hands fumbling with the gigantic sleeve of your sweater. “I dunno, when he introduced himself you kinda zoned out for a bit, so I thought maybe you didn’t like him o-or…”

Oh. Of course you would notice. You care about him, after all. 

Chifuyu sighs.

“Calm down. I know what you mean.” He sets down an envelope. A hand extends in front of you — an invitation from him — and try as he might he can’t suppress the spark that goes off like a firecracker in his chest when you take it. Without hesitation. Without asking why. Without the ‘I have a boyfriend’ rhetoric.

“Honestly? I think no one is deserving of you,” he says, eyes softening when you return his gaze. He lets his fingers fill in the gaps between yours, and again he’s reminded of how well your hand fits in his. He smiles, but it’s awfully melancholic — you may almost mistake it for sadness. “The thought of a stranger suddenly coming along and, well, stealing my best friend away doesn’t sit right with me.” 

“But,” he continues, before you can protest to his choice of words, “I trust you, and it’s not my place to say anything about your relationship. Frankly, you’re too soft. It’s none of my business, you know. Kosuke… he seems like an honest person. If you’re happy, I’m happy.”

The silence is quick to claim territory after he finishes speaking. He can’t tell if the look in your eyes is shock or doubt. Your bottom lip trembles a fraction. He holds his breath and waits— for your smile, your dismissive remark, your joking comment, anything.

Nothing. Then the warmth of your hand disappears from his, and you’re getting off the chair, and for a second he thinks you’re going to leave him again — but you don’t. All it takes is a few hurried steps before you’re rounding the corner of the kitchen counter, wordlessly plunging into his arms, burrowing face-first into his shirt. His hand cups the back of your head, stroking lightly, and it feels familiar. Just like how he always used to hold you.

You’re warm, like the tight hug of a kotatsu blanket in the winter.

“Thank you,” you whisper into the softness of the fabric. “You have no idea how happy I am to hear that.” You smell like peaches and everything he’s ever wanted. His heart is thrumming in his chest and he worries that you hear it too. He listens, faintly, for the sound of petals rumbling in his lower windpipe (…perhaps today it’ll be peonies).

“Is that so?” Chifuyu doesn’t dare move an inch.

You giggle. “Yes,” you affirm, arms winding around his waist as far as you can reach. When you hug, you never fail to do it with all the strength you can muster, and it never fails to make him smile.

“Go to bed soon, okay?” you squeeze harder.

“Mm. I will,” Chifuyu murmurs, strands of your hair draped around his fingers.

There’s no cure for this disease. (Not one in this century and not in the next. At least, according to that goddamn news article.)

//

It’s not fucking fair, he thinks, because he knows every single thing there is to know about you.

Knows your first crush, your all-time favourite comfort food, how you like your coffee, the area you grew up in, that your hands get ice-fucking-cold in the winters, that you drool in your sleep only to deny it when he teases you. He knows things that you never told a soul besides him, that you swore you would take to your grave.

But most of all?

He knows that he will never love someone as much as he loves you.

But how can he tell you that? When the glint of your engagement ring is as blinding as it’ll ever be, a glinting blue opal sitting proudly atop a sparkling silver band. When that bastard is running his hands along your jaw, whispering something in your ear that makes you blush and tighten your grip around his arm. When all Chifuyu can see is red red red.

Red like blood. Red like the wine swirling in your fiancé’s champagne glass. Red like your cheeks and lips and the camellias clambering up his windpipe. A numbness stabs into his veins and everything feels distant and far away, the only sensation grounding him being the familiar burning like a rapid fire in the back of his throat.

The one with an arm around your waist shouldn’t be Kosuke. The one who gets to key your name into his family register, slide the prettiest engagement ring onto your finger and call you his bride-to-be shouldn’t be Kosuke.

(Who should it be, then? Himself? How pathetic, Chifuyu thinks. He can barely stand straight, let alone muster the strength to tell you.)

Fuck. He reels, stumbles; fingers grasp fruitlessly at empty air, then there’s a brutish warmth drifting close, then suddenly he’s tearing away from someone’s touch in sheer panic — fuckfuckfuck, I’m sorry, I can’t, I have to go.

It’s not fair, his jaw clenches. Teeth gnash on one another.

It’s not fucking fair, his mind repeats. Again and again like a spray of bullets. From his lips more petals tumble — rain onto the cold pavement like autumn downpour. Once it starts there’s no way to stop. Streetlights flicker and dim, mocking his figure hunched over the gutter by the roadside.

Chifuyu’s tongue is spiked with the taste of iron; he must have bitten down too hard when he fled the party. The daffodils that he conjures up are drenched in a reddish syrup, but smell sweet all the same. The fatal stage. He might as well be a dead man walking now. If the flowers weren’t draining his life force petal by petal he’d regard them as beautiful — because of course they are, they were born from you after all.

“Chifuyu?”

He freezes. When the reply doesn’t come, calls of his name echo from down the street. He has to go. Now.

//

“Chifuyu? W-what happened to you? You didn’t lock the door and your stuff is all over the—ah, I’m just gonna come in, okay?”

No, he rasps. Don’t.

“(Name), no— just, just stay outside alright? I’m fine, I swear, I just—“

“A-are you okay? Shit, you look awful.”

Stay away.

“Don’t… don’t get any closer! You’ll regret i—“

His strained scream, his last-ditch effort to save you from the truth, is cut short by your audible gasp piercing the darkness like a stroke of wondrous lightning.

Oh, fuck. You’re staring straight at him.

“Wh-what…” You back up in horror, a hand hovering over your mouth. Your eyes fly towards every petal, every speck of dark red peppering the floor. A god awful tragedy — and him, the centerpiece. “What the hell is this? What is happening to you?” you swallow. “Who…”

Who is it.

“Who is it.” A handful of petals tremble in the grip of your palm. You know clear as day what they entail. “Chifuyu…”

He does not have an answer for you — not then, not now. It’s too late.

The petals crumple around your tightened fingers as the seconds drag on without a reply; the skin around your knuckles turns white. Your eyebrows furrow together, your head shaking slowly side to side. This can’t be. This isn’t true. He watches his own past self replay inside you in loops. 

He’s quiet. 

Orangish light from the living room spills in through the half-open door, and all he can think about is how pretty you look even when you’re afraid. You’re on your knees, looking down at him like a saint; a mirage. You shouldn’t be here with him — Kosuke probably didn’t account for your absence when writing his engagement speech. People will talk. 

You shouldn’t be here with him.

“Chifuyu,” you plead, but all the anger is gone. All that’s left is a whisper. The light wavers when you lean in close, fingers clutching at his jaw, as if within it encases all the answers that you desire. (Do you think it’ll stop the flowers from coming out again? You’re adorably naive sometimes.)

“Who is it, p-please— I just,” your voice wobbles, caught on a involuntary sob that you swallow down, “I just need to know.”

He takes in a breath. Looks straight into your eyes. Frankly, it’s a dream come true, because you’re finally looking at him and him only.

“You,” he grits out.

The truth, oh so unequivocal and pious, is reluctantly snatched from him in the form of a single hoarse syllable.

The act is up. The secret has been spilled. He should be relieved. But, truth be told, he regrets being born in the first place when he sees your reaction. All the flowers he’s wrung out of his throat combined can never hold a candle to seeing the pain flash across your eyes and your face — your hands, your warmth, and your figure, all recoil from him as if he were scalding iron.

“What?” you force out. “What… did you just say?” Your voice has become warped in horror and mangled in the cavernous jaws of denial. A crime scene; a mistake written in blood that only humanity could ever commit. He should not be in love with you just as much as you will never be his.

“I’m in love with you.”

And how will he begin comprehending the look of utter destruction on your face? 

Everything — every word, every ounce of comfort that you could possibly afford him at this moment, all of it has been forcibly snatched away with the magnitude of a hurricane ripping through a forest. Without a shred of mercy, the both of you are made to taste the single bitter fact that nothing can amount to the feeling of seeing a loved one suffering at your own bare hands.

“How could this happen.” Your voice is silent. Yet, somehow, it trembles in a way that’s so fragile that he feels like you’re the one who’s about to die. “How could this happen? It can’t be true… please tell me it isn’t true.”

“It’s you, (Name). In my entire life, I have only ever loved y—”

“Stop, please, don’t say that,” you beg, hands flying up to shield your face, as if it would protect you from the truth. “Please…”

“I told you not to come in.” He feels familiar tears gnawing at the lining of his eyeballs. “I fucking told you.”

A remark, a pitiful look on his deathly pale face saying I told you so — that is all it takes to break the camel’s back. A loud, painful wail rips through your chest, and more follow it; you are crumbling, breaking down before him and he is sitting slumped, deflated, like a ghost watching his lover cry over his own grave. He hates seeing you cry. Always has.

“I’m sorry, they’re making a big mess aren’t they?” he jokes hoarsely, his finger pinching a stray petal. His voice is pained and he’s sure you can tell, because every two words he’s fighting the urge to break out in coughs and splutters. “Don’t worry, I’ll clean them up later.”

“Now,” you hiccup, silvery tracks running down your cheeks, your body tense with agony coursing through every vein. “Now is not a fucking time to joke around!” 

You’re scrambling to close the distance between the both of you in a second, crawling towards him to grasp at his hand, squeezing so tight as if any looser and he’d disappear like seafoam right in front of your eyes. You’re too close — he can smell the perfume that Kosuke gifted you. It dances in his nostrils, along with the sweet scent of the flowers, taunting him, daring him to go further than your relationship would allow.

“Listen to me,” you grit. “There has to be some way— ”

“There is no way to save me. You should know this already.” The longer he pierces your resolve with his resigned, dilapidated eyes, the more the feeling of sheer panic seems to well up in you.

“No! Listen to me,” you whimper, your grip on him beginning to falter. “I’m leaving tomorrow. I’ll get my stuff out of here tonight.”

What?

His heart sinks to the floor. 

“You can’t be serious.”

What are you trying to do? What are you trying to accomplish by doing this? You can’t… you wouldn’t just abandon him, right?

“T-The disease gets worse the longer you’re near the person, right? So I’ll leave. You have to let me, Chifuyu. You can’t just sit here and let it happen.”

There is not a shred of hesitation in your words. Well done, he almost wants to praise you. You’ve always been quick on the uptake. Sensitive, but rational to a fault. You both know he’s running out of time — it’s amazing how he managed to hold out so long without slipping up. What you’re suggesting now is practical, based on sound logic. The faster you get away, the longer he spends without you, and by default the greater his chances of losing feelings. Of survival. 

That is, if love were such a simple beast to tame — but it’s not, and it’s certainly not what Chifuyu wants.

You try to pull away, but he catches your wrist. “It’s no use,” he starts to plead, feeling his heartbeat kicking into overdrive. It feels like he’s losing you all over again. “It’s no use, (Name).”

You pry your fingers from his, one by one. He feels his strength slipping — whether it’s from the shock or pent-up exhaustion, he’s not sure.

“You… you just need time. Time away from me. I’m going to do everything I can to save you, okay? I’ll leave and I won’t come back. Please, please Chifuyu, I need you to stay alive. You can’t— you can’t die like this, god, you can’t—”

No.

“You can’t leave me, (Name), not like this.”

“What the hell are you saying? I’m the one who’s going to kill you.” You look at him in horror, as if this disease has turned him into some unrecognisable creature. As if, inexplicably, a theft took place in his bedroom: his body has been robbed, stolen, and cruelly replaced by a hideous monster. And in that monster’s warped mind a quiet fury starts to grow.

What did time ever mean to you? His childhood, his memories, his bare flesh extended to you in the form of vulnerability; and now, his life. Everything he has, he has given to you. For the first time he thinks, maybe you’d planned to suck him dry from the start.

Because nevermind that he has just let loose years’ worth of feelings, just like that. Just as simple as a drop of a hat. All because you asked, and he gives so easily. Oh, I’m going to die, and it’s because of you — bullshit.

His love means nothing to you.

Chifuyu shakes his head, mind dripping with denial, and continues pleading, starting to sound like a broken record. “You can’t. You can’t. You’re not going to leave me like this.”

“I have to!” you shout, shoving his weak body away. “I have to. I’m so sorry,” you sob. It stings, the fact that you’re pushing him away, but above all it stings that the product of his love is being trampled on, treated with disgust and contempt by you. You.

“Oh god, this is all my fault,” you whisper, scanning his fragile body, your eyes glistening like liquefied glass. You run your fingers over his gaunt jaw, his ghostly skin, his eyelids hovering over bloodshot eyeballs. “How long have you been hiding this? You— this— this is all my fault. I should have noticed.”

“It’s not, it’s not,” he protests softly. His fingers are grasping at air now, until they find you, find your shoulders and tug you close. “It’s never your fault. Why can’t you see? Going away… won’t solve anything.” 

Blurry vision melds orange with darkness, distorting your figure, your crying face, into that of an illusion. Except you’re not, except you’re here now — letting him hold you for what feels like the last time.

The thought of never seeing you again fills him with unspeakable dread.

It’s not supposed to be like this, he thinks, as your sobs continue. When he pictured confessing to you in his head, in the middle of the night when he was still so young and his love was still blossoming like an unripe fruit, you were always so happy to receive his feelings. 

Again, the sickly feeling rises in his gut.

Kosuke was never supposed to come along. Up until a few months ago, Chifuyu’s world had only consisted of himself and you, the irreplaceable piece. Nobody was ever meant to come between him and his perfect life. He hadn’t anticipated this. Hadn’t factored in any anomalies. Hadn’t wanted this.

At curtain call, he’ll be the only one left suffering.

His anguish, regret, unbridled hatred for the cruelty of this fate — he feels it all rushing to the surface, breaching the cold resignation that he’d long ago poured over the bitter truth. Overtaking even him as it surges like water spilling into a tank, rising above his head with water flooding his lungs.

He takes in a deep breath—

“Fuck. You’d— you’d forgive me if I did something stupid, right?”

Not even death will be able to bury his feelings for you.

“Wha—”

“Please. Just one last thing before you go.”

“O-Of course I would. You know I wou—”

His lips are on yours. He’s kissing you.

It takes a few seconds to register — the sweetness and suppleness of your mouth, the little gasp that you let out, the surrealness of finally, finally getting some relief from the pain — 

The hands pushing against his chest, so desperate yet so powerless.

//

“This is… this is wrong! I have a b-boyfriend and—“

Chifuyu hushes you, threading his fingers through your hair and kissing your cheek. “No. You don’t love him, I know you don’t.”

“W-what are you talking about? Please snap out of it! This isn’t like yo—”

“No. You will never love someone like him. Because he’s only with you to spite me, don’t you see?”

“I don’t—“

“Yes, you don’t love him.”

He pins you to the floor, muttering manic nonsense into your neck. Too close, too painful, too unlike the him merely a week ago — the him who’d so gently caressed your head in a soft embrace. Where is this strength coming from? Where is this cruelty coming from? He’s not sure himself. All he knows is that you’re warm, soft, and so pliable in his arms.

“Chifuyu… stop. Please. I know it’s all my fault. You don’t have to do this… please.”

Again. You’re being cold to him again. His gut constricts, eyes narrowing, feeling anger and indignance dig at his skin.

“Don’t you trust me?” he says, nostrils flaring. “I’ve known you since we were twelve. There’s not a person in this world who knows you better than I do. That’s why—”

You give a cry as he starts to pry away your clothing, large hands reaching between your thighs to probe at your panty-clad slit. He strips you of that hideous red dress that Kosuke picked out for you, undoing its flimsy zipper and throwing it to the side to accompany the wilting flowers. Panicked noises seep out of you, Chifuyu sealing your lips in a slobbery kiss to stifle your cries. He can taste sweetness and bitterness. Is it the flowers? He pulls away, a reassuring smile on his face, but it wavers at the edges when you respond with a whimper.

“I want you to let me show you, okay? Just how much I love you. Just how much you love me back. You’ll see.”

You go pale at his words, shaky breaths wracking your chest as he mouths at your tits. Lacy. Red. Your bra joins the pile of torn clothing, leaving him to nip at your hardening buds with fervor. Some kind of cute, pathetic plea makes its way through your lips, but it all becomes white noise to him, as if none of your words were making it through. 

“I’ve known for such a long time, y’know. That I was going to die.” You pause momentarily in your struggle, as if something struck you about the finality in his tone. “No matter what you do, or how far you go, I will still love you.”

Chifuyu reaches down to rub at your pussy, dismayed at the lack of dampness. Tears well up in your eyes and form a dark trail of mascara down your cheeks as they fall. He knows you to be soft-hearted, naive. You probably blame yourself for how your best friend has become like this. So precious.

“Sorry… ‘m sorry, Chifuyu,” you sniffle, “It’s all… m-my fault.”

“Please… please don’t cry. This is not revenge,” he rasps, rubbing the head of his cock at your pussy lips, forcing a choked gasp out of you. Saliva creeps out from where he forces your jaw open with his fingers. You’re looking at him with so much fear and sadness that it makes his heart ache. It’s okay. It’ll be over soon.

“Think of it as me… trying to win you over.”

He starts with the tip. Pushing it in and out, slowly, trying to get you accustomed to the feeling of him. Chifuyu’s free hand holds your thigh down to keep your struggle to a minimum, his other hand giving your tongue one final press, coating it in slick, before it leaves to find your clit. Rubbing slow and cautious circles, he preens when you whimper in pleasure.

“It feels good, right? Don’t struggle. Don’t make this difficult.” He sucks a red mark into your shoulder. When he feels a moistness leak from between your legs, his eyes brighten before he kisses you again. You give a keening cry, hands grabbing onto his hip as his cock infiltrates deeper into your walls. Are you trying to push him away, or encouraging him to go faster? It feels like the latter when you’re squeezing him like a vice, melting away the pain sizzling like hot fire in his throat.

Your back arches when his cock rubs against a particularly soft spot within your cunt, his tongue licking at moistness coming from your eyes. You shake your head and flinch when he caresses your hair.

“Ko… Kosuke, help me, please…” Your head tilts to the side, gaze fastened onto the corridor, and you whimper out that bastard’s name between gasping cries. 

Chifuyu’s smile drops.

“STOP SAYING HIS NAME!”

His palm strikes the air next to you, sending electricity jolting through your body. You yelp, feeling his shaft burrow deeper, harder, into your insides. This time, he is unforgiving. Chifuyu’s hot, erratic breath touches your collarbone as he leans in, challenging you with a scornful gleam in his eyes.

“Do you get it? How much do I have to drill it into that empty skull of yours? I will keep loving you until the day I fucking die. I don’t give a damn about what you or that shithead thinks.” 

You start shivering at that, your folds quivering around his hardened length, fragments of his name falling from your lips amidst pleas for him to stop. 

You’re scared, he realises, shuddering to a halt.

Chifuyu’s fingers find your jaw, tilt your head up so he can meet your eyes. There is just as much pain reflected in your irises as there is reflected in his. His bottom lip trembles; he drops his face to your neck, letting out a sob before apologies begin to spill from his mouth. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s gotten into me, I can’t stop.”

He doesn’t wait for your reply — each slap of skin on skin bounces off the walls, both of your moans escalating in tandem. His nose stings with the scent of flowers drenched in depravity. You feel good, of course you do, you can’t help it, can you?— the tip rubs salaciously against your cervix, taking great care to fill you to the brim, coaxing you closer and closer to insanity as his fingers circle your clit with due dilligence.

“I love you, okay? It’s been you all along,” he breathes between moans, hips gyrating against yours like a bull in heat. “Every goddamn day since you made me cough these fucking flowers, I’ve— just been falling—more and more in love with you.”

He thinks back to the dream — the recurring one that made his insides churn with desire — of your figure under him, shivering and helpless, begging him to take you in the sweetest way it made his heart burst.

The words that tumbled from your perfect lips — you, I’ve only ever wanted you — he finds himself echoing them, clinging onto them like a prayer, whispering them like a benediction as he impales you over his cock. Your whines increase in volume, both of your bodies coated in a layer of filth and sweat. It’s working, he quivers in victory. You’ve stopped resisting him.

It’s too good.

“This— this! is what you do to me,” he cries, forcing his face into your neck, gasping out cries and shuddery breaths. More petals begin hurtling from his lips, each one bloody — each one cascading along your skin like snowflakes melting. “This is all your fault, fuck, fuck. I love you.” 

“Chi…fuyu,” you reciprocate, hips rising to meet his thrusts, spurring him on with just a call of his name. He wants you to look at him, to stay with him and to never mention Kosuke ever again.

“What’s so good about him, anyway?” he murmurs, biting back a hiss. He probably sounds pathetic, on the verge of tears. He is. “I’ll—fuck—treat you way better. I can please you better. Hey, I want you to do something for me.” He taps your cheek, trying to rouse your attention, but you barely respond and your head lolls and you shudder and tear up when he licks up a stripe up your neck, growling.

“When he fucks you, pushes into that warm cunt just like this… I want you to think of me. Think of my cock pressing right up against your soft, warm pussy. Think about how you’re moaning like my own cockslut. Mine.”

You look like you want to shout at him — like you want to give a reply, to scream, to comfort him and to shove him away, but all that tumbles from your mouth is a jarring mess of frantic pleas and squeals and your eyes roll to the back of your head when his body caves over yours, his hips giving a final thrust as your insides overflow with his seed without warning, the sheer momentum pushing you over the edge and tumbling into the shock of a tearful orgasm. 

He’s spent, exhausted, tired. So goddamn tired and his heart hurts like it’s being split open. 

His thrusts begin losing their forcefulness, his cum sloshing heavily in your full womb, but his breathing grows heavier and raspier as if his strength were slowly draining away. You’re whimpering, pawing at his chest, half-sobs rippling through your body.

“Chifuyu…”

“You’re mine,” he whispers in your ear. Slowly, his movements grow sluggish, and it’s not long until he collapses, pulling out of you with a gritty sigh. The ringing in the back of your head gains volume as he lies down next to you, an arm caging your numb body against his. You feel a wetness accumulate between your thighs; you feel cold even though he’s still living and breathing beside you.

“Love you,” his voice grates, one last time, before his eyes droop and close and his consciousness gives way. You don’t recognise Chifuyu’s voice anymore; he’s changed beyond recognition, fallen into a hell of his own making, and deep down— deep down you feel like it’s your fault.

You don’t budge. You lie obediently in his arms.

[ofsavior]

unprompted. || @deathfavor

The petshop door rings as its pushed open, announcing a new customer to the otherwise quiet shop sans one other customer who glances over and seems to do a double take. Hanma can't exactly blame her for that when he does not look like someone who fits the scene. But it's no less funny either. He simply moves past her with a nod of his head. Hanma feigns interest over some supplies. "Nice shop you've got going." Hanma remarks casually, because he can practically feel the glare aimed at him. If only looks could kill.  That and not having another customer as a witness, otherwise he doubts Chifuyu would be so quiet. "Your store carry any things for exotic pets? Or willing to ship in?" He asks, flicking his eyes towards Chifuyu with a grin. " Thought about getting an exotic cat. "

The atmosphere's quiet and cordial. Business hours typically are until the working residents reach the ends of their shifts. Days like these are when Chifuyu takes this time to sort stock and fill the shelves. A hamster water bottle in hand, he exits the storeroom only to catch the echo of what feels like a ghost's voice. Shock strikes him to where he drops the water bottle and stares. Stares a glare that holds its edge from across the store.

Rushing his way to the front of the store, Chifuyu promptly slams the water bottle in hand on the countertop before Hanma. There's something fiery to the look in his eyes, but he holds his composure as best he can. They're adults now ( or so Chifuyu will tell himself despite how he nourishes an ages old grudge ). “ Tch. ” Even now, Chifuyu's tempted to shoo Hanma out the door and make some remark about how the trash has already gone out today. What kind of question is that? He has eyes. He can browse.

“ Don't you already have connections to the exotic pet market? Peke J Land isn't in that business. ” He mutters, impatience clear in his tone. Something about Hanma's presence in a store attributed to Keisuke causes the hairs on his neck to stand. Every muscle in Chifuyu's body tenses as if ready to spring into action. Even if he's grown years past their 'history,' Chfiuyu certainly hasn't lost his instinct. “ If you're going to stand around and loiter, stop wasting our time. ”

[sweethorizon-stories]

❀ ⋆ ―  「 @xhonoredone  」 ❛ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ❜

Iba tarde, sin duda no sería capaz de llegar al ensayo por más rápido que corriera. Ese día le había tocado ayudar en el salón de clases y club de gimnasia; disminuyendo su tiempo libre a casi nada al finalizar el horario escolar. 

La notificación de su teléfono, hizo que lo tomara rápidamente desviando su mirada del camino. 

<< [Text]: ¡Yuna! Seguramente estás corriendo para llegar pero descuida, cambiamos la fecha del ensayo >>

<< [Text]: Te diremos todo cuando llegues a casa (◕ᴗ◕✿) >>

― Oh.. Así que todo está b- ¡Waa! ― Antes de darse cuenta, ya había chocado y tumbado a una persona por su descuido.― Tsk… Eso dolió ― Se quejó sujetando su cabeza con una de sus manos por el golpe.

[unholybuttercup]

❛  ah ,  ah -  don’t  touch .  ❜ hanma @ kazutora or chifuyu c:

THE ENORMITY OF MY DESIRE Ꮺ ACCEPTING

　⁣　it's annoying , frustrating even , hanma's constant necessity to tease . take and take until people can't take it anymore . usually it's fun despite what chifuyu seems to show or say , only childish bikering between them as matsuno struggles to have no reaction to it , but it's not so bothering when he's in a good mood , when he's not in a situation where all his nerves feel like they're going to explode or when he doesn't feel like punching the taller straight in the nose .

　⁣　he likes it , he'd admit , just not when his hardened cock keeps being deprived of any potential relieving friction .

　⁣　❛ ah , ah , don't touch . ❜ chifuyu inhales sharply , fingers twitching only centimeters away from his own shaft , and he's more than likely to obey if he doesn't want this torture to last any further . he already feels like bursting , he can't take much more of it .

　⁣　sin and punishment rest on milky chest , ministrations on chifuyu's nipples never stopping , tearing a soft whimper out of him . the blonde doesn't know what hanma's trying to prove , but it's slowly getting on his nerves . he's too whiny for his own taste , too red in the face and chest , and way too vulnerable under the reaper's grip .

　⁣　“ please . . ” chifuyu has no other choice but to beg , and he's perfectly aware that is what hanma's been waiting for . he would hate it , if it didn't give him the promise of future relief . and yet , chifuyu still manages to send the other a glare . “ fuckin' hanma , do something about it already . ” his own voice is embarrassing , giving away the fact that a part of himself enjoy the sweet torture and that he's so weak against shuji's palms .

[salaciousdoll]

· · · ℜ · · · Aren’t You What They Call a Milf · · · ℜ · · ·

.·:*¨¨*:·. starring Ken R. , Manjirou S. , Baji K., Emma S., Hina H., Takemichi H., Chifuyu M., Kazutora H. , Hanma S. , Kisaki, Peh Y., Pah C., Izana K. , Mochi, Muto, Shion, Sanzu A. , Shinichiro S., Benkei A. , Takeomi A., Wakasa I., Mitsuya T., Hakkai S., Taiju S., Kakucho, Kokonoi, Inupi, South T. , The Haitani brothers x Milf! reader .·:*¨¨*:·.

ᰔᩚ ━━ Warnings: ᰔᩚ ━━ Warnings: Final Timeline! So spoilers, smut, threesome, reader is a switch here, foursomes, fivesomes, gang bang( consensual), Benkei and Mitsuya are end game here, OG black dragons is a little mean, dirty talking( heavy, degradation, praise, pet names, bodily fluids( squirting, cum, spitting, sloppy blow job,etc.), big exhibition here( fucking in a top down convertible, Mitsuya fashion shop, and etc.), yes I know inupi is not in Tenjiku besides they’re all friends here anyways just decided to group them by gangs to avoid writing for every single one of them, little plot here, AGE GAP, DARK CONTENT! voyeurism, missionary, doggy style, attempt at frog style( if that’s what it’s called), reader knows what she wants, breeding kink, reader is a undercover slut, chubby reader, oc kids named amethyst and saphhire( twin girls), pink obsessed reader/momma which means kids are drowned in pink everything, you are 37 years old here so have fun with that, wanted to write an older reader for a long time, nipple play, lactation kink, spitting kink, rough and slow sex, teasing, headcannons are not really headcannons because again I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing with writing that shit, dilf( Draken ), reader and the husband was swingers once upon a time, cuckholding on Hina, Takemichi, and black dragon part, the oh black dragons are older than reader but that’s okay they weren’t even thought of until now. If I’m forgetting something lemme know.

ᰔᩚ ━━ Word Count: 14.5k

ᰔᩚ ━━ Dolly Note from Salaciousdoll: this is really a surprise drop because I thought I was going to post it Saturday tbh but said fuck it give y’all a gift early. I really hope you like it, it’s not the best but it’s something. Been wanting to feed my starving babies from the tr fandom for a minute so here you go. Also the reader is an older woman who’s just fucking everyone why? Because some people pissed me off by slut shaming but nevermind that, Love you guys 🎀

Minors do not interact, 18+

Moms. The person everyone got or needed in their lives as the guidance they need. The carrier. The heart of the family because without a mom being the heart of the family, the family can’t pump blood and love. You were that mom. The mom that your mother was or weren’t, it all depends on yourself. You aimed to be better than your mother even if she was a good mother to you and you did with the two little girls you birthed and raised with your ex- husband. They were the joys in your life, such beautiful little humans to you and everyone around you all. After your divorce from your beautiful husband you still were on good terms with, you moved to another city. You were so glad that he agreed to have the kids a week after you because no matter if you got a divorce you didn’t want your babies to be affected heavily by it.

Your twin girls were the joy and light in your life. You were the pink mom every pink obsessed girl wanted. You always dress your babies in pink and don’t even get me started on the patterns you choose to dress your daughters in but don’t worry they both have a say-so if they don’t feel like wearing anything you pick for them to wear. Your mother didn’t give you that option, but you did with your little ones. From two year olds up until now, 9 years old.

The girls were so excited for today. Today was the day you were moving to another city as a result of starting your new job and new life away from your husband and his new girlfriend. You two have been divorced for years now and you were glad he moved on after sending letters and posting sticky notes on your Children’s backpacks or notebooks saying things like “ lunch today?” Or “ We could always try one last time” or your favorite one “ My sunshine and my little flowers”. It never ended with him until it stopped just five months ago when he met his girlfriend. His girlfriend was someone you called introverted and that’s just what he needs, a shy woman for his outgoing personality, plus she was an entire sweetheart and someone you gladly liked your kids to be around.

“ Mom, is this the house? It’s so big for us!”, sapphire said pointing to the house. It was indeed a beautiful, big house. From the opening gate with your last initial on it in pretty, cursive letters to the big, cilo pivot house-door, you knew you made the right choice for your babies.

“ Mommy mommy, I wanna go inside.”, Amethyst yells as she runs past the gate and towards the front door to open it.

“ Do not run, walk! Don’t want you to hurt yourself and then I’ll have to sit in the hospital while my baby get treated.”, You shouted after her, smiling when she actually listened and power walked into the house.

You really hope you three weren't disturbing the neighbors around and didn’t attract any eyes for now, you were dead wrong because Draken was bringing a box out of Mikey’s house and saw the huge moving truck down the street—just five spaces down from Mikey’s big ass house.

Mikey had boxes of Magazines Emma’s own since she was staying at his house while they were fighting. Draken loved Emma but their fights were stupid and frustrating sometimes, however, the fight they’re in is not. He stayed out all night with Mikey and Mitsuya partying because of the celebration of Mikey winning his championship game. Believe him, he wanted to leave around 12 am, but Mikey had other plans like having a race in a vacant parking lot. Nevertheless, he was glad she and his little boy and girl accepted his apology, they were even mad at him.

He stopped with the box in his hand with his mouth opened a bit in awe, you were a gorgeous woman, way too gorgeous and just right for him and Emma, especially Emma who was looking for another sex partner for both of them. You were taking a box out of the moving truck and you could hear your little girls in the house screaming and running around the empty house in excitement. You almost wanted to cry because you came a long way to get to this point right here. Bouncing from jobs to jobs after completing college and then getting an opportunity to become a fashion designer for your own company which has been skyrocketing since your first fashion show. All while going through departure and divorce from your first love, your ex-husband. Let’s not forget about your twin princesses who gave you the world every time they opened their eyes in the morning or whenever they wanna wake up since sapphire likes to sleep until 12 pm.

You didn’t realize you were standing at the back of the truck staring at the other boxes with your eyes wide and watering—you were dazed out until you heard a deep voice, “ Do you need any help? Couldn’t help but notice you moving in.”

You turned to the voice who interrupted your thoughts and smiled at him making his heart beat pick up, “ No, I wouldn’t want to bothe-”

He turned to pick up a box out of the truck, “ I offered and you’re saying you're bothering me, how rude of you.”

You studied his features and noticed he had a tattoo on the side of his hair, black silky hair was pinned up into a man-bun. His eyes were so onyx like but you were afraid if you would look longer at him, you’ll start trying to figure him out like you always do anybody you come across. It was annoying. You gasped once you just now noticed he called you rude, so you called out to him, “ Hey! I’m not rude, just didn’t wanna bother anyone okay? I’m new here, ya know.”

“ I could tell. No one as beautiful as you is around here. My name is Manjirou Sano, what’s yours?”, Another voice says from behind you. You whirled around to look down at a man who was just as beautiful as the other.

You were about to answer but the same man who helped you bring a box in spoke again, “ Mikey, I thought you were meeting up with your brothers?”

Your head went back and forth between the two as they spoke in Japanese in front of you now. You picked up some words like brother and annoying. It seems like the conversation was intense from the way the short one looked up at the taller one. They both held eye contact until they turned to you in the middle of them, the short one speaking again, “ Now that that’s out the way, what’s your name, pretty one?”

He took the box out of your hand smiling at you while you were finally answering him, “ { Reader’s name}, nice to meet you two and thank you so much for helping m-”

“ Mommmm, Amethyst isn’t giving me my tablet, she’s running around the house with it and I don’t want her to droppp itttt.”, Sapphire whined as she stomped out the house.

You looked at the two men with an apologetic look in your eyes and they waved you off, not bothered by your daughter acting like her age at all. You sighed and walked to her with a box in your hand, “ Where is she right now?”

Your daughter led you to Amethyst who was on top of the balcony smiling and laughing until she saw your stern face. She slowly put the tablet down and her smile sequenced with her tablet, both went down. You put down the box not noticing eyes on your full figured body. The body Draken has beat to when he was 19, it’s like all the milf videos he consumed has come to life as he analyzed the curves of your hips and the roundness of your ass. Your boobs were beautiful especially since it seems like they are still full of milk. He would know because Emma’s boobs looked similar to yours when she was pregnant with his child and that was 7 years ago in 2018. Now, Emma’s boobs were heavy with stretch marks on them kinda like yours except yours looked like you gave birth to two people and had to feed two people. He was beginning to feel like an obsessed weirdo and somehow his mind was only offended by the weirdo part.

Mikey was too busy focused on how your body rolls moved whenever you spoke or moved when pointing a finger at the child being scolded right now. He watched as your lips trembled while you spoke almost like you didn’t want to yell at your daughter or perhaps your love for them was too big and it took a lot out of you to yell at your daughter who looked like a cute kicked puppy being yelled at. Mikey almost spoke up for the little girl when he didn’t even know the situation or had anything to do with your family at all. His mind didn’t like the thoughts of growing attached to you, but his heart told another melody. He needed you or needed to be in your life one way or another. Even in the past life with Takemichi, he always wanted someone similar to you with or without kids. A mysterious beauty.

“ Ammy baby, I do not like yelling or scolding you, so can you please promise to be nice to your sister. You’ll be able to have fun with her just wait until I get us settled in and then you could play with your sister, he’ll even run in the backyard all you want just don’t go near the pool area, deal?”, You were now upstairs on the balcony with your daughter, both of you on your knees with a pink out. Your daughter smiled and wrapped her little pinky around your pink, sealing the deal with her speaking, “ Deal mommy, but mommy, can we go get our nails done again? I want light pink with zebra designs again like sapphire has with her star nails.”

You looked at her nails and smiled while nodding your head up and down, “ Okay, but no ac-”

“ No acrylics or press on or long nails at all, I know mom.”, Amethyst says with a big smile on her face. Her chubby cheeks were a cute distraction for you all the time but not this time as your voice grew a bit stern, “ Don’t interrupt me anymore, amethyst.”

Her little “sorry mommy” melted Draken’s heart a little because he remembered his little boy always saying sorry after Emma scolded him, even now while he’s seven. He could take a wild guess and guess your daughters are around his son’s age, maybe even older than him.

You smiled and pinched her cheeks owning a whine from her saying she’s older now but you paid that no mind, “It’s okay… but it’ll have to be when you come back after next week. Remember you have to go with daddy this week, which also means the faster you unpack, the more time we’ll have to get that mirror you wanted and take sapphire to get ice cream.”

“ Okay! We’ll help and stop playing, right Saphhire?”, Your daughter turned to hang her arms over the balcony while looking down at her sister who’s standing with her hands on her hips.

Sapphire narrowed her eyes before nodding her head. You smiled and clapped your hands, “ Okay, we shall be done by 6 pm since it’s 11 right now. Wanna see who can unpack the fastest?”

Sapphire perked up at the question and yelled up at the balcony where you and Amethyst stood, “ Yes! Gonna beat you two anyway. I run track.”

“ Oh please, saphhy, it’s baby track compared to the one we seen on tv, right mom?”, Amethyst said looking up at you.

You waved your hand and stepped back, “ That’s between you two, leave mom out of this one because you already know how she gets when people say that. You picked your battle now you gotta deal with her fact checking you. Sorry, baby girl.”

Amethyst pouted while sapphire was already on her way up the stairs to give her sister a talk and lesson meanwhile you were heading downstairs to the men you almost forgot were in your house.

“ Sorry about that, now where was I? Oh thank you for offering to help, but I think we got it from here, don’t wanna keep you for that long.”, You say while moving past them to walk outside to the truck.

“ Why are you trying to get rid of us so quickly, {reader’s new nickname}?”, Mikey pouts.

You whipped around at the name with confusion on your face, “ { reader’s new nickname}?”

Mikey smiled with his eyes closed at your question while Draken started to speak to you, “ yeah, I think it’s kinda insulting to say that after we just declared we’re here to help you. Besides, we can make it much easier if we invite our friends to join and something tells me they wouldn’t mind. The question is will you?”

You stared at the two and suddenly thought of something, “ hol up’ prior to agreeing to what you said. I need to know who’s moving my things in my house with me and my girls, so what’s your name? I already know your Manjirou, what’s your handsome?”

Draken almost stuttered but caught himself quickly with a small space of ruby hue on his face, “ It’s Ken Ryuguji, nice to meet you.” When your hand was in his, he felt the roughness of your knuckles and the softness on your skin. The feeling of your hand inside of his hand sent an electrical shock feeling inside of himself and he needed to know more about you. You got him to blush just like Emma and Mikey noticed that and saved it inside of his mind to tease Draken about it later.

Your unexpected laugh brought him back out of his daydream/thoughts, “ Nice to meet you as well, Kenny boy.”

Draken wonders if you could see how large his eyes got when you called him that, but your smirk lets him know that you did. Draken covered it up by turning around and taking long steps to your moving truck while Manjirou was on the phone with, you could guess, his friends.

And yes, there were a lot of them participating in moving your things. One guy with lilac hair in a mullet named Mitsuya and his friend with his blue hair in a haircut were great at getting your kids to focus on moving their boxes upstairs on the balcony by racing or in your words pacing with them. Another pair of guys, one with long hair and yellow highlights tied in a man bun and one with black hair down to his ears, were steering a guy with long, black hair and blue highlights in his hair away from you. You learned that they’re names were Kazutora, Chifuyu, and Baji, respectively. You suspect that these three are gonna be trouble for you, mainly baji. Oh how right you are…

A guy named Hanma wasn’t even helping just trying to get you to be his “ sexy vixen” for his photos to which earned him an insult and eye roll from Kisaki, a man that held elegance and if you looked in his eyes long enough, when he shook your hand when Manjirou first introduced you to him, you thought you seen hidden desires and mystery you could easily unsolve if you stared him into the eyes any longer. So you quickly broke eye contact with him.

You laughed at, who you learned are, Pah-chin and Peh arguing over one box, pulling it like a tug-of-war rope, it was funny but angry just ended up taking the box from them with Kakucho and his twin brother, Smiley, at his side. You were progressing greatly with unloading the truck but you also felt multiple eyes on different parts of your body. It was a lot of people here helping you so you could understand the eyes but it felt like some eyes you couldn’t shake off and when you felt a hard stare on you, you turned to see a white haired man with tan skin staring you down and he didn’t even blink while he stared at you. It was creepy and you were glad you were now grabbing the last box before another man with blue and blonde hair in a mullet helped you close the truck with his brother beside him.

You were so glad you were done by 6:45 pm because now you could take your daughters on their promised trips but first you wanted to thank the men that came to help you and your girls move your boxes inside. You didn’t particularly know why you allowed them all to help you, but they seemed to really want to help and plus maybe it’s a sign for something far greater to be bloomed. It was a gut feeling you were leaning on.

Your girls were now pushing their boxes into their rooms while you were on your way out the house.

Meanwhile, Draken and the rest were coming up with a plan to see you again. Chifuyu put his finger on his chin, “ what if we just show her around Tokyo one by one.”

“ How would we do that genius, we don’t live around here, only one who does is mi- that’s it, the key is Mikey’s house.”, Baji says to the other men around him.

Mikey shook his head and waved his hand in a ‘no’ motion, “ No, not possible. Need privacy, I mean it’s already bad enough seeing Baji and Hanma every other day drinking my juice without my permission.” He finished off his statement while glaring at the two men who shivered from his infamous glare.

“ She’s such a damn babe man ♡,why wouldn’t you like to see us win with her?!”, Hanma exaggerates, throwing his hands up.

Ran spoke next, “ She’s too good to be true. Almost too good. Perfect chubby body of hers, just want to palm every rumple and lump on her body, want her to scream my name. Fuck that I might even impr-”

Mochi interrupted him, “ Dude, you just met the woman, at least take her out or something. This is why women like her needs real men like m-”

“ Fuck no, she needs me because at least I’m good with kids, the orphanages proves that.”, Rindou says with a toothpick in his mouth.

“We’ve all participated in that Izana’s orphanage and were good with the kids so that’s debatable. Besides, the others haven’t even met her yet.”, Muto says next as he leans on his bike with his arms folded.

“ Sanzu should’ve been here then, so stop bringing that airhead up.”, Ran finishes.

You walk out to see all the men are either on their motorcycles or standing talking to another on their motorcycles. Your shoes were replaced with your pink heels which combined to your outfit of a pink, sleeveless top with dark blue jeans. Your sunglasses that were on your head were now on top of your sleeveless top. Each one of their eyes were now on you and they were analyzing every detail about you. From your walk they found attractive to your hair in a hairstyle you had, they even paid attention to the way your body bounced as you walked, specifically your tits.

“ I just wanted to thank you all for coming here to help me and my girls, hopefully we’ll see eachother agai-”, you say before feeling a hand grab yours, bringing it to his mouth.

You felt a small, wet kiss on your hand black hair with blue highlights falling in front of his face a little bit, “ You will see us again, after all Mikey and I are you neighbors.”

“ Mikey and I?”, Mikey asks, repeating what Baji said in confusion and frustration.

“ That explains why Kenny boy appeared out of nowhere.”, You say smirking when you see his face frown up because of your nickname.

“ Don’t call me that in front of them.”, Draken said with authority, balancing shyness in his tone. You laughed at his face, “ My bad would you like to hear me say it in private.”

Draken ears got red and he turned his head from your pretty eyes scoping out his face for his reaction to you baiting him, well. Too well especially when that comment made the other men's eyes wider and mouths drop into big and little o’s.

“ Anyways.”, you walked up to Mikey, who was eye level to your breast as of now and he was damn sure enjoying the view too. “ phone.”, you say as your manicured hand was held out towards him.

He had a confused expression on his face as he dug into his back pocket for his phone, now holding eye contact with you as you stared at him. He unlocked his phone and placed his phone in your hand— taking that as a go, you scrolled and found the phone app to put your number in his phone. Placing it back into his hand, “ Call me anytime you want, we’re neighbors now Manjirou. As for the rest of you, is there anyway I could re-”

“ Pssh, you do not have to pay us. Think of this as the start of a great thing, miss { reader’s last name}. It was very nice to meet you and I think that’s more than enough for many of us. So no payment.”, Kakucho says while starting up his motorcycle like the rest of them.

“ Is anyone gonna let me finish my sentences around here?”, You yelled as they were riding off. Mikey walked back to his house and Draken followed because his car was in front of his house. They were gonna continue until Mikey turned back to you with a big smile on his face, “ Nope. Plus that was a question!”

You laughed as he yelled back at you as the motorcycles rode off into the orange sunset. You had a feeling this wasn’t gonna be your last time seeing them. You heard your twins file out the house calling your name with their little jackets on them, ready to go on your small adventure before their dad came and got them for his week.

☆ᩧ  Draken and Emma ୨ ♡l

It’s been two months now and You and Draken hung out with each other a lot more than mikey especially because it’s their off season for their joint career. He told you all about his kid and wife which led to playdates with each of your children.

The playdates then led to meeting Emma who just got home from her trip with a woman named Hina. To say Emma wasn’t interested would be a lie because the way she held your plush body against her petite one was far too long and Draken knew from her famous wink and smile at him that he brought the perfect woman over to fulfill their desires.

From the way your tits sit in your light pink, ballerina wrap sweater and your hips looked in your blue jeans— hugging your wide hips tightly in the right places. You didn’t care about your tummy spilling over your pants which only added to your sexiness. You looked expensive and smelled expensive and yummy with your perfume following you everywhere you moved. They both thought as they eyed you while you were over for lunch— this time without the kids.

Coming to lunch with Draken and Emma was a normal thing, you lying underneath her as Draken was thrusting into your melting mouth was a different thing. A new thing— yet you and them loved this new thing because your moan-gargles were the highlight of both of their evenings and the fact that your pussy was getting sticky and wet from Emma was enough for you. Draken’s cock inside of your mouth was the plus.

“ Oh God! I haven’t had this much fun since Hina babe, Aah~.”, Emma moans as her slick covered yours— she sat her wet, pink pussy on top of yours and rose up to heaven because of how wet you were too. Your pussy was so much fatter than hers and she wanted to bury her face in it later.

“ Oh fuck, just like that, flick your tongue just like that pretty girl.”, Draken moans as he grips your hairstyle into a knot. Your tongue was flicking right and left his cock where his little vein lay, you knew that would break him since you used to do it with your husband. And believe me, he broke so much that he couldn’t talk to you for a day from embarrassment.

“ mmm, I cwn’t I cwn’t, mmmghhuhhh.”, Your moans were gargled and blocked by Draken thick cock going in and out of your mouth, the faster he went, the more the stretch burned the sides of your mouth. Emma went slower at rubbing her clit on top of yours— her hips were so tiny and round underneath your hands as you held her trying to make her go faster, sadly she didn’t listen. In fact, she loved the tears by building up in your eyes from the mouth penetration from her husband and the teasing she was doing as she performed scissoring against you. One of her pale creamy legs was in between your sorrel, thick thighs as she held onto your leg that she lifted up to a better position and held herself up. Emma was in love with the way both of your pussy’s made cute noises. Fuck it, they had to keep you for themselves. She’s gonna talk to Draken about it.

Speaking of Draken, he was too busy wrapping his hand tight around your throat, feeling his dick against your neck, the dick print caused him to become animalistic. His balls were now slapping against your forehead and it was a feel-good hurt. That wasn’t even summing up how brutal his pace was in your throat. Somehow it was too brutal, like the just right brutal and you loved it. “ Shit her throat is melting my dick, it’s like her throat is a predator clenching its teeth into a prey, so tight and wet. I could imagine that’s how her pussy feels right ems’?”

“Mmmphhh, fuck babe keep talking like that, I’m close but before you do, yes her pussy feels so good against mine. So wet and sticky, think I felt her clit, uhhghh Drakennn, h-her clit twitched which means she’s either about to cream or squirt. I’m betting on squirting. A shopping spree and another day with her on my end of the deal, what’s yours?”, Emma says as she starts speeding up by rocking her hips forwards and backwards in a riding motion that Draken loves when she’s on top of him. He was too mesmerized by her tits moving back and forth and your whines and moans vibrating his cock was not helping. Emma didn’t even want an answer because she was too lost in your pussy juices mixing with hers almost too perfectly. Your clit vibrated against hers and suddenly she felt a wet substance gush out of your pussy with your loud moans vibrating and engulfed by your own spit against Draken’s cock. All three of you screamed out or groaned especially when you swiped your tongue under his vein one last time.

Emma groped your right tit with her right hand and brought your hand to grope her left tit with your left hand. Her pussy was creaming against yours and yours was squirting against hers which means the substance was turning white and creamy. “ Dr-drakennnn! {reader’s nameeee}, I’m cummin’”

Draken’s hand reached between you two to feel both of your wetness and brought his hands to his mouth as his cock was parked inside of your mouth, lumping his cum into you nonstop, “ so fucking good, need you to swallow all of it, ya hear me? Wanna’ fuck you and my wife while you two lay on top of eachother but first I need you to take all of my load, fu-uuhhh-ck, so hot and sexy.” He was looking at Emma and then peered down at you with your face covered in mascara and spit dripping down your face from his rough face fucking. Yeah, he was definitely gonna give you and Emma a prize and you’ll be a fine third in their relationship, especially since your children seem to get along well with theirs.

☆ᩧ  Takemichi and Hina ୨ ♡l

Hina and Takemichi were looking for a person to fulfill both of their desires at once so when Emma told Hina about you and her time with one another, Hina was intrigued on meeting you, so when she did, she was stunned. Takemichi was definitely gonna love you because you’re exactly the epitome of his browser history and you are literally the woman described in his dream he told her about. He was so into Milfs so you were perfect and she was into hot older women so you were perfect.

Meeting Takemichi after Hina was something you’ll never forget especially when he blurted out “ Hot” when he saw you just for Hina to enclose her hand over his mouth, apologizing profusely to you in the act of saving you from possibly chewing up takemichi. She let out a sigh of relief when you just smiled at the two.

Once they both got to meet you, they started to hang around you a lot for a month, Draken and Emma hung out too but Takemichi and Hina were clingier to you, it was a weird but good feeling. The feeling of you being wanted was something you haven’t had in a long time towards you so why not indulge in it with another couple. Remember no strings attached to your little affairs; a note you made to yourself.

Reasons why you were rolling your hips on top of Takemichi snatching all of his moans from him with a sealed kiss each time he let out a squeaky moan. Your hands were flat against your bed and your boobs were happily bouncing in his face causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head, “mmmhh fuck Mitchy, you’re dick is stretching me open. Is this what you take every night little Hina?” Once your head turned to her Hina moaned even more louder as she watched you continue to roll your ass in a slow circle, taking his dick in and out of your clenching hole. She always wanted to see someone else fucking Takemichi while she watched or joined, last time it was Emma since they decided on swinging that one unforgettable night after planning that for years.

She reached down to rub herself through her panties as she watched you wait for your answer and once she didn’t give you one, you slammed your ass on Takemitchy’s sensitive cock, taking him deeper inside while still holding eye contact with Hina, “ I don’t like to repeat questions, pretty one. Now answer my question or would you like your husband to pay the price by expanding his overstimulation time, limits are only for good boys and girls, especially if they’re married to each other because remember, Ahh fuck, remember you guys are one, so what ever you do will effect the other one.” Takemitchy couldn’t take your pussy swallowing his cock so deliciously and came inside of you surprising you a little. Hina was even surprised but luckily she was even more turned on because she never would’ve guessed she’d be into sharing as much as she is right now. Maybe it’s because she wanted you too.

Takemichi clenched the sheets with a tight grip pleading for mercy, “ Please.. please, I can’t. Oh god, Hina please answer her baby. Ahhn shit, she feels so hot and perfect.” Hina now had her fingers inside of her squelching pussy not caring about anything but the way you demanded an answer from her, fuck she was in love with your dominance, “ I-I’m sorry, yes yes I take all his cock every night, can I please touch you or you touch me? I don’t care I just want your attention~”

You laughed and used two fingers in a come here motion to her which immediately made her stand up and come next to you— grabbing her chin tightly, you smiled at her, “ Touch yourself Hina, touch yourself while you kiss me as I fuck your husband like the dirty man he is. I got a feeling you want to see him cry just like me, isn't that right Hina?” She nodded her head and placed her lips on yours savoring the taste of your pink flavored lip gloss on your lips, although the flavor lasted longer than the gloss though. Hina reached to play with her clit in between her index finger and middle finger- whimpering in identical Rhythm with her husband who’s panting and crying with big tears rolling down his ruby flushed face, “ wan’ more! Need more miss {reader’s name}.”

“ Really now? Stand in front of me, on the bed. Latch onto my shoulders if you have to.” You looked down and smirked at Takemichi before lifting all the way up, his cock finally getting the rest it needed. Relief only washed over him for a quick second because now you were pushing his cock back and forth on your clit and vagina hole, it’s like you were teasing him too damn much and he knew he was gonna burst any minute especially from the water erupting from your pussy causing you to shake a little— letting go of his cock because of your pussy starting to squirt even more as you continued rubbing your pussy on his dick.

“ Shit Hina, {reader’s name}, I wanna cum. Wanna cum so bad. Can I cum please? Please.”, Takemichi moaned as his head flew back against the pillow. Takemitchy looked so pretty in your eyes as his sweat rolled down his face connecting with the fat tears pouring down his eyes, his slender chest lifting up and down and perky nipples red with bites from you and Hina prior to this session now. Wonderfully, something even more prettier was in your face now: Hina’s wet pink but slightly tan pussy. You looked up at her as you stuck your tongue out ready for her to ride your tongue. This just reminds you of you and your husband swinger days, oh how you missed experimenting with your ex-husband.

Hina threw her strawberry blonde hair back as her head snapped back in pure carnality of your thick, wet muscle swiping across her pussy. You hummed in delight before reaching up to grab her hips and shoved her pussy into your face— latching your lips on her clit during the time of her small, delicate hands holding tightly onto your head, raising one leg up on your shoulder to give you better access, “ Fuck, this feels soooo goodahhh, keep licking me like that miss {reader’s name}.” You gladly obliged to her small demand and flicked your o this faster over her clit making sure to apply a little pressure on her clit by the heaviness of your tongue. She tasted so damn natural and good, pussy was something you loved eating and appreciating when it comes to women, she was the woman who’s pussy you’ll come back to for thirds, fuck seconds.

Takemichi was cross eyed now at the time of small spit strings appearing and disappearing whenever he opened and closed his mouth, panting out wanton moans and whimpers when you finally reached down to skillfully place him back inside of you. You loved the feeling of his cock jumping inside of you as his and your juices mixed together started to drip down his balls and onto the bed. He felt so sticky and he didn’t care. This was his first time cumming back to back and it’s all because of you. You were Overstimulating him and his wife especially with the way your tongue flicked against his wife’s pussy. He couldn’t think about nothing as he heard Hina’s pretty moans and the slurping and wet sounds you were producing by your mouth and pussy. This was the best he had and he’s pretty sure Hina thinks the same because of the way she’s thrusting her small hips up and down— shaking as she approached another orgasm. “ mmm, God, I wanna do this again, Hina. Shit.”

☆ᩧ  Mitsuya Takashi ୨ ♡l

Mitsuya was in love with hanging out with you and your kids. They reminded him of his little sisters from when they were that age. The way they act, argue, and etc. was similar to Luna and Mana. He loves watching you be a good parent to them and them coming to confide in you about anything like the other day when Saphhire asked “what’s it like to be friends with someone you just met” when referring to her own friendship with someone at school and your own with Mitsuya and the others.

She even asked Mitsuya the same question and a question about his life, not too nosy, just a curious baby girl and he happily answered them, which gave the go to Amethyst to ask him questions too. They were slowly making their way into his heart just like you were.

Mitsuya loved being around you and watching you smile and light up at things you loved to speak about or indulge in. Every since you told him about your fashion designing career taking off, he’s been asking you to chime in on his own pieces so that’s why he invited you to his shop, which was a mistake because when he saw your dolce & gabbana leopard print dress clenching to your pretty full-figure and your black pumps, his pants grew tighter and he couldn’t focus.

Mitsuya couldn’t help but to place his hands on your hips as your ass was slightly bent over as you helped him with his patterns for his dress he was designing for his upcoming fashion show in Osaka. His hands felt like they belonged on your waist as he rested his chin on your shoulders to see what you were doing and you were doing the peacock design so perfectly, more perfect than what he had in his mind. He breathed in your expensive scent and sighed prior to trailing his large hands over the paunchy skin poking out your dress at your sides and down to your ass rubbing it. “ Remember what I said I wanted to do to you after our date? Wanna take you right here and now as you focus on helping to design my dress you’re wearing in my fashion show. Will you mess it up or will you finish off well?” Once you turned your head to look at him with a full blown lust in your eyes, he knew he had you wrapped around his finger now, especially with your next words, “ Please take me. Wanted you ever since our second date.”

With that, Mitsuya had your dress hiked up around your waist whilst pounding inside of your cunt, “ Fuck, you’re so sexy, my love. Want to fuck you every day of my life, don’t care how old you are. Want you forever now.” He felt you shake as your ass bounced against him every time he thrusted into you. The ripples from your ass plus the sexy leopard print on your body was causing him to have a feeling in his chest he couldn’t describe. He found the print he was going to fuck you in everyday in his life, for the future with you too. The print he was going to design with just to fuck and make love to you in. The print he was fucking you in now.

You stopped using the pen with blue markings for the peacock patterns because of Mitsuya twirling his hips as he snapped his hips forward, “ Yes, yes, mmmgh, god, your dick is fucking me so good right now.” You tried to go back to printing in the peacock pattern in the dress and you almost fucked up due to Takashi massaging your tits with both of his hands on each boob now, “ Takashiii, I can’t do it. I can’t focus while you’re, mmmhh, fucking me. But I don’t want you to stop.”

Mitsuya smirked before grabbing the pen out your hand—throwing it somewhere afore taking you away from the curvy Manikin that was creepily modeled after your body, too bad you were too busy getting fucked as you walked to his desk. Mitsuya couldn’t missed the opportunity of fucking into you at the angle your body was making right now. Your back was to his chest as you two walked step by step to the desk, your designer heels clicking against the floor with every step you two took. He slammed inside of you, fast and long were what his strokes felt like. Mitsuya was stuffing you full of dick, not letting up when you reached back to move your hand to his stomach pushing on it only to get your hands locked into both of his hands, “ fuck no, sunshine, you’re not getting away after all the stroking of my leg under the dinner table or the taunting you were doing by saying I can’t handle a woman you’re age as if you didn’t fuck Draken or Takemitchy, you play around a lot, love. Lemme show you what the other twin dragon could do.”

It was obvious he was a bit jealous you fucked Draken first but his jealousy was short lived when you said, “ I only got my mind on you right now mitsyy, you’re fucking me right now not them so show me what the other twin dragon can do, the one I really want.” You should’ve never moaned those words because Mitsuya was now holding your head down on the table with one hand and the other one was still holding your hands together alluding to a rope of his own, “ fuck, sunshine, you can’t say words like that. Fucking hell.” Mitsuya's eyes rolled to the back of his head as your pussy wrapped around his wet dick like a blue rubber glove sticking to your skin when you put them in water.

He moved his hand off your hand to let it join his other hand holding your hand when he suddenly heard you moan loudly as you whined and cried with your face on his desk, “ M’cummin, M’cummin right now. Kashiii, it feels like my stomach is snapping, ahhhnnn.” Mitsuya felt his shoes get heavy and wet making him stop to look down seeing you squirting on his cock and his designer shoe, some of the liquid landing on the floor. If you would’ve looked back at Mitsuya, you would’ve seen his wide smile and wild eyes full of shine because he found his new obsessions about you— the new obsession was joining his other details about you he was obsessed with.

“ That’s right, baby. Squirt on my cock just like that.”, Mitsuya says, still pushing his cock inside of you, not caring if tears were pouring down your eyes because of the overstimulation you were getting. You wondered if this is what Takemichi felt like. This was hell and pleasure at the same time. Takashi's eyes rolled and mouth opened to spurt out moans at the feeling of your ass throwing back against his pelvis creating powerful smacking sounds inside of his studio, which was closed as soon as he switched the sign off. He felt himself about to cum and couldn’t hold your hands back anymore, he needed to hold your body tight as you cum on his cock. He wanted to cum inside of you, not knowing if you’re on birth control or not— he doesn’t even care if you were or not, time for him to have a child anyways.

Mitsuya grabbed your stomach through your dress and pulled you up while you were still in your heels towering over him a little, yet he didn’t care. He just needed to see you cum undone again, luckily his mirror was behind his chair and he stared straight ahead watching your face expressions change multiple times in sequence with his thrusts too. Soon as he snapped his hips against your ass making a big clap sound, his stomach knot came undone and he came right inside of you with a loud moan following, “ Fuck yes. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect girl. My fucking girl.” He was babbling and you squirted out his white cum which essentially got mixed with his cum so now you were squirting out white juices as you broke inside of his arms. You tried to escape off his cock and out of his arms, but he didn’t budge not once even if he was growing a bit weak at the moment, “ You’re not going anywhere so just relax, sunshine. Kissing your forehead to finish off his sentence just right.

“ Yo, Mitsuya, you managed to bag a Milf huh?”

☆ᩧ  Taiju Shiba & South Terano ୨ ♡l

Taiju walked into Mitsuya studio right on time—seeing you bent over the table with your heels glued to the floor and dress melting in your skin because of the sweat dancing across your body was everything he needed to see to get hooked on you as well. He didn’t even like when Mitsuya hurried to cover you up with his jacket by the chair on the left of him. He wanted to see you even more.

Luckily, He finally got to see you in his restaurant with two friends from your old neighborhood accompanying you at the dinner to discuss everything in your life from your kids to your sex lives. Taiju was viewing the way your lips were moving from where he stands on the balcony above, he was listening to South speak but watching you intensely. South was a person he wouldn’t consider a friend but is very much a friend in other people's eyes. He was back from Ireland because of a match over there and was gloating about his championship win, yet again.

South felt like Taiju wasn’t listening and stopped talking to walk bedside Taiju looking down at you. South followed his gaze and saw you laughing about your friend telling you a story about how the men she fucked was a slug as he fucked her. South smirked and made his way down to you and when he got to you he interrupted the conversation and introduced himself. Taiju vein appeared in his forehead as he watched South spit his pathetic game on you. Taiju knew it wasn’t gonna work until he saw you writing down your number before raising a class at him as you gave your number to South, who didn’t notice the way you were staring up at Taiju.

You felt like you were being a slut but you were divorced for years and celibate for two years after, you needed this and that was your excuse besides you were still young in mother years so why not indulge in your fantasies and save your 40s for sitting down again. Your 20s were stolen from you by your ex husband so now you’re reliving them. You haven’t felt this feeling since your swinging days. You were always private about your life that people didn’t expect that or this act from you until they actually knew you. Yet, You never would’ve thought that these two would get you the first night of meeting them because now you’re in South’s black 2024 Chevrolet convertible bouncing on South’s cock at the back of Taiju’s restaurant with Taiju leaning on the car, smoking a cigar, “ Hurry the fuck up, South. I want her spreaded on this ugly ass car of yours.”

“ Shut the fuck up, this pussy is too good and tight for me to have to cum to your annoying ass voice in the background, so shut up!” South slapped your ass before grabbing it with his large ass hands, his cold rings on his fingers were a contrast with your skin as he lifted you up and down. “ Fuck yes, baby! Fucking tight for an old bitch like yourself, Mmgh fuck, color me impressed. Pussy is swallowing my dick like it’s a mouth. Fuck yeah!”

You were too drunk off how deep his thick cock was inside of you that you couldn’t even hear half of the words he was saying, plus your moans were growing louder and louder, “ Aaahn, it’s so damn deep, fu-uhhhmmm, I think I’m close.” Your hands came up to his neck as you wiggles your ass before riding him up and down to chase your own orgasm, “ Ahhh yes, dick, your dick is so fucking, hnnhahhh. Keep fucking me, South.” A slap to your ass and his head flying back against his seats indicated that he’s in pure rhapsody, basking in the feeling of your pussy taking him like no other woman his age could, the late 20s women couldn’t take all of his dick even if they tried. He’s now hooked on you and he doesn't plan on letting you go but for now, he got to because Taiju’s right here.

Taiju watched your movements whilst riding South’s cock like you were on a bull ride, your dress was up and gave him a perfect view of your ass he couldn’t stop staring at or fantasizing about since he saw it when you fucked Mitsuya. He exhaled the smoke building up in his throat— his yellow eyes watching the car move up and down as you two bounced even more faster due to South’s intense grip on your ass lifting it up and down like you were a pocket pussy of his. South didn’t care about your weight, he wasn’t a heavy weight champion for nothing so don’t underestimate him, “ Shit baby, I could feel your pussy shaping to my cock and now you’re about to cum aren’t you?” Taiju watched you babble out your words to the point they were coming out slurred. You couldn’t speak when South’s cock was reaching places you haven’t felt in a long time, thanks to his right- curved dick.

Taiju smirked at your head flying back as your arms were going limp meanwhile South wrapped his muscular arms around your waist still moving you up and down despite you going limp and mind fucked, some drool was even trailing down your mouth because of your head being back and your mouth open releasing now muffled screams in Taiju’s hand clamped over your mouth, “ Shit, she’s a creamer and screamer, can’t forget a squirter too.” South squeezed his eyes shut followed by a loud groan escaping his mouth, he came into the condom that was pathetically wrapped around his cock, “ Really now? Let’s see if I could—”

“ Fuck no. It’s my turn now give her to me.”, Taiju opened the car door and lifted you up into his arms to walk you to the hood of South’s car. “ You’re okay, little strawberry?” You nodded your head sluggishly, “ m’not done but yes I’m okay now fuck me.” Taiju hummed and unbuckled his pants to free his hard, aching cock onto your wet pussy— legs cocked open revealing the most prettiest pussy he ever seen, “ Fuck, she’s so pretty covered in your wetness.” To get his point across even more, he slid his index finger over your pussy to hold it up to your mouth, “ See how sticky she is, gonna make this pussy mine tonight.”

Taiju was a man of a few words but whenever he did speak, his words were absolute because his cock was driving you crazy as he fucked you on top of the car you’re desperately trying to hold on to. His hips smacked into yours, not giving a damn if people heard the loud smacking noises your bodies created as they slapped into each other. Each time he fucked into you, the car rocked with South chuckling in the back seat with his phone in his hand, he was on the phone with Mikey asking him if he’s up for fighting in benkei’s gym with him. Taiju paid no attention to his loud voice because of your moans drowning out South’s annoying voice, “ nngh! Wanna cum, wanna cu-uhnmmm.”

“ Cum on my dick, strawberry. Make a mess of my cock baby. Need that pussy squirting and creaming on me. Come on, I know you could give me what I want. Fuck!”, Taiju groaned as he leaned over you with his chin on your head while one of his hands were on your head and another one was on your thighs— printing his hand into your thigh from how tight he was gripping the fat of your thigh. Nothing but his chest was in your view and you loved it even if he had his white dress shirt on. Once his cock started to make its way to kiss your cervix you were glad you came before that because you knew that would’ve hurt you if he ended up kissing it. Taiju stopped and came inside of you when you came on his cock causing him to dent South’s hood by how hard he banged his falling hand from your head on it. Both of your moans and groans plus South vulgar language in all three languages he speaks fluently in were heard due to the effect of Taiju fucking up his car. Your friends weren’t even thought about as your squirting came out in white and clear water because of his cum and your cream mixed together.

“ Oh shut the fuck up, I’ll fix it.”

☆ᩧ  Tokyo Manji Gang ୨ ♡l

Your kids were growing a little bigger as the months flew by. It's now April and when you moved to Tokyo it was in the middle of January. They formed bonds with Emma’s son and the men you formed relations with. So when your babies were over for their week, you loved spending time with them and the men and women who stop by your house. Mikey and Amethyst always got into it over the dorayaki he got her hooked on by bringing them over and asking if you could make some from scratch. Sapphire loved riding on Hanma’s or Mochi’s neck or backs. During your week with them, it was nothing but fun and extraordinary things happening, reasons why they plan on getting their dad to move across or next to you, on the other side .

They love when it’s your week because you're the most fun out of the two. You were a little strict when needed but they knew to get their acts together quickly. They loved the house, friends, and most of all, you. So whenever they have to leave, like now, they always get a little sad until Kazutora- who you met at his pet shop- promised to show them the baby bobcat they recently placed in their pet shop. Instantly brighten up their faces, you whispered a thank you to him as he and Chifuyu hugged your baby dolls.

You’ve recently been getting so down and sad whenever they leave and this was one of the moments that the Toman crew got to witness with their own eyes, it was almost sad with how moppy you became, but when Mikey came up with a plan every piece of sympathy escaped the men as they came up with a plan to get your smile or cheeks brightened again, a great plan considering the way your mid-thigh, purple sundress sat on your figure just right with your light purple Steve Madden strap heels to match.

Sex and comfort was Mikey’s plan and it was working as he watched Kazutora and Baji lick your pussy at the same time, tongues knocking into each other several times as you tongue fucked you and hakkai kissing your lips to stop your moans from getting any louder not that they minded. He watched as Draken and Mitsuya spoke about their plans with the vacation getaway they were planning, but Manjirou wasn’t paying attention or going if you’re not. He wanted you there, so that’s why he thought this master plan of his was actually smart. As soon as you started to kiss Mikey before this current situation, you forgot what you were sad about. Your emotions didn’t exactly flip right then and there, after all it took Mikey whispering sweet sayings to you as he and Sanzu laid you down.

“ She’s such a loud moaner, wanna see if we can make her scream?”, Nahoya says to his brother Souya as a bet between them until Hanma decided to join in their conversation, “ 10 yen if I make her scream?” You couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation because baji’s tonhue ring was vibrating against your clit and you couldn’t hear anything but that, well at least you thought you could hear the vibrations from the momentum of his tongue flicking up and down your clit in a long oval taking in the beauty of pussy eating right in front of his eyes. Kazutora and, now, Chifuyu watched with gleaming eyes at how your body squirmed under their holds as Keisuke fucked his tongue piercing all over your pussy. The slurping sounds got louder as he proudly stuffed his face back in your pussy, not letting up even if you thrashed around with loud muffled moans contributing to your brain becoming mushy.

“ Fuck, she’s so fucking volumptous every where, even her pussy is volumptous, wan’ my turn too so Keisuke hurry the hell up!”, Pah chin says forgetting about Yuki for a moment until he heard her voice on the other side of the phone telling him to hold the phone up straight so she could see. She was too busy out with Senju and Yuzuha so she couldn’t participate with all the men of Toman like that but luckily Pah-chin was ever so the loving husband— deciding to FaceTime her so her and the girls could see what they were missing. Keisuke felt your fingers in his hair, yanking and pulling on his ponytail eagerly trying to get yourself off faster and he wasn’t having it, so he stopped and smirked at your head rising up from the sofa in hurt and confusion.

“ Sorry princess, can’t let you cum so fast yet, need you whining on our cocks begging to cum over and over again”, Keisuke says as he rises up from his knees.

Mitsuya chuckled before pitching in himself, “ She’s so damn beautiful when she cums, her little lip bite she does before screaming out will always get me going.”

Draken laughed and nodded his head in agreement while Takemichi blushed as he looked at you with your brown nipples out and your sundress bunched up on your tummy—your pussy was on full display. Your pussy was the prettiest he's ever seen, especially with someone who’s hairy, not bush wise yet not that he wouldn’t or they wouldn’t mind but it looks like it’s growing hair on it. “ She’s so beautiful.” A hand was placed on his shoulder as Takemichi stared at your body lifting up and down due to the oxygen you let in and out, “ Easy, we’re just getting started Takemichi.” Kisaki, a man Takemichi would’ve never thought he’d befriend but here we are. The final timeline was something he hardly discussed with anyone other than Mikey and possibly Chifuyu, he so badly wanted to say that you weren’t a part of the final timeline but damn you were a fine ass edition so why would he worry or complain.

Indeed it was the beginning because after Pah and Pey both took turns spitting on your pussy and eating you out, the twins were now fucking you while Sanzu had his cock in your mouth. You didn’t care about anything except getting fucked without any mercy from nahoya and mercy from Souya, they were ying and yin while fucking into both ends, courtesy to Draken for using his fingers to prep your ass to take Nahoya’s thick 7 inch cock. Your gags and moans were music to everyone’s ear, especially the man who’s holding your head as he fucked into your mouth while your body was stuck in between Angry and Smiley. “ Fuck, she’s a fucking pro at taking and sucking dick. Toman’s little fuck doll.”, Sanzu moaned as he threw his head back.

“ More like Toman’s pretty little Milf, fuck, I wonder what the others would say once they found out she’s milked almost everyone in this room by now. Such a naughty older slut we got our fingers on and in boys.”, Hanma boasts with a loud laugh following making the others roll their eyes at his foolishness. Once they heard the loud slapping and choking noises coming from them fucking into your body, they knew the only thing on your mind was the word dick and they were right. It was like an repeated echo in your mind because of how fucked your mind was. Soon after them though, Kisaki and Hanma both got a turn and you couldn’t take Hanma’s cock in your pussy, he was possibly the largest out of everyone but not larger than south and Taiju whom you had before. His big hands were imprinted on your thighs as he held you up, fucking you against the edge of the table, creaks of it scrapping the floor as he fucked his cum into you. The same cum Kisaki slurped out of you before spitting it back on your pussy and devouring you, “ Too much. Too much. Ahhn.” Your moans were music to Kisaki’s ears.

you managed to still hold on for Mikey’s and the Baji trio. Mikey has his cock in your pussy now and Baji had his cock in your ass at the same time of you switching between Chifuyu and Kazutora, either sucking their cocks or giving them handjobs. Mikey groaned as he felt your pussy tightly clench onto him as he sloppily thrusts his hips forward and backwards, him and Baji moving at different paces torturing your pussy and ass, “ Fuck yeah, bunny. So fucking good for me and my friends aren’t you? Wanna know something, my brothers gonna be pissed I got you first, even my older brother who I- fuck! You’re milking my cock so well- I talk about you to. Good luck dealing with both, my chubby bunny. Now cum f’me.” And indeed you came especially hearing how his entire family wanted you. Your body shaking and creaming on their cocks made the men chuckle and moan in delight.

☆ᩧ  Yokohama Tenjiku Gang l ୨ ♡l

Izana got word from his little brother bragging about how good you treated him and his friends. He didn’t like it one bit so he ended up inviting you over to his house to teach him how to bake your famous peach cobbler you made for him when you cooked dinner that one Sunday before your kids went to their dad. He remembered getting to know you even more as you told stories about your little family and where you all were from and etc.

He remembered that night, might even got it tattooed in his mind because he remembered your outfit you wore for the lots of them. Appropriate around your children but still somewhat inappropriate around them from the way it fits your body just right. He noticed all your clothes fit your body, that’s when a light bulb came to his head and he remembered you saying you design or tailor pieces of clothing yourself.

So when he invited you over to his house to make your famous peach cobbler, he or his friends weren’t expecting to see you dressed like you were walking the runway. With a pink and black spaghetti strap dress on and black and black custom made La Parfait heels with pink frills on them, Mochi was the first to ask why you were so dressed up. Neither one of them liked your answer because who were you going on a date with?! It wasn’t anyone from Toman, considering Koko asked the questions related to them and Toman, so who?

Too bad, you couldn’t tell them because A). They didn’t want to actually know and the peach cobbler was abandoned as soon as you mentioned the man you met two months ago, Keizo Arashi. The way that you gloat about him when meeting him in his gym for the first time, pisses half of them off so that led to you being split open by Izana's large cock. His cock was a cock you never wanted to let go of, which is why it gripped which made him release a hiss— slapping your heavy tits repeatedly, “ You really think I’m gonna let you go out with my brother’s friend when I could do more for you than he ever could, no matter if I’m 30. We are only seven years apart baby, don’t piss me off Mahal.”

You felt like your tits were gonna be sore after he and the Haitanis’ get done with them. They’re mouths were glued to each tit after he slapped them. Rindou’s tongue ring was enough to make you whimper and moan while grabbing his blue and yellow mullet without a care in the world. Ran’s mouth was the total opposite of how Rindou made you feel but you still loved him sucking on your tit until milk suddenly leaked out causing him to happily suck on your bouncing tit even more. Ran moaned in delight as he sucked out the milk of your tits, “ Still lactating after all these years, baby doll. Everyday I become more obsessed with you”. You tried to push him off in embarassment, but Izana grabbed your hands in his pulling them down to your stomach as he fucked into you missionary style, “ no, no, it’s so embarrassing but feel so go-ouuuuhhdah.”

“ Good. Be embarrassed, the more humiliated you are, the more your pussy grips my cock just perfect, pretty baby. You’re such a pretty slut who loves to put on a fake persona, aren’t you?”, Izana asks as he snaps his hips into your thighs. Before you could wail out your answer, a presence clouded around you whilst squinting your eyes, “ Mind if I fuck your mouth like the whore that you are.” Your pussy spasms on Izana’s cock making him moan as his white curly hair stuck to his face as it ran with the sweat forming on his forehead, “ Shit! This cougar pussy loves to be degraded, yeah.” Mochi tapped your chin with his huge, heavy dick telling you to open up as he saw your mind start to get foggy as you babbled about needing more like you were casting a spell. You glady opened your mouth and took his cock inside of it. Mochi took in a breathe during the time of your throat taking him in, the gags on his cock made him throw his head back, “ fuck yeah, slut. You’re taking my cock in so well, wan’ more don’t cha?” When you stupidly tried to answer with your mouth, more gags and muffles were vibrating his cock making everyone laugh at your stupidity.

Muto rose up from his seat with Koko and Inupi following behind, “ She’s so stupid. Can’t even answer because her mouth and pussy is being stuffed so well that she can’t speak or form correct sentences. Such a pity for a beautiful woman like yourself. Such a toy, our fuck toy.” Muto wanted to fuck your ass so he waited until Izana came deep inside of your pussy not caring about any consequences, your pussy was too good for him to pull out or fuck with a condom, “ Squeezing me so tight, darling. My little Angel is gonna make me cum. Fu-uhhghhh.” Mochi was next to cum deep inside of your mouth not caring how animalistic his groan was.

You thought you could catch a breath but Muto already had his hands on your body when everyone separated from you, the tit that Ran was sucking on was sore and sensitive to touch right now. Muto lifted you up in his arms and walked you to the couch to sit down with you still having your legs wrapped around him, “ Ride me in reverse, might cum too fast looking at your pretty ass face.” You giggled before getting up to get in the reverse cowgirl position, looking back at him as you grabbed his freed, long cock in your hands. Sliding your pussy on his cock was a magnificent view for Muto as it was for Koko and Inupi standing on the side of you two. You teased Muto at first as your hand still held his cock while slipping him in and out, gaining an irritated grunt from him until he grabbed your hips to slam your down on his cock causing your eyes to go wide and your mouth to scream out curse words. The impact of his cock inside of you was stretching and painful, he’s up there with fucking South, so you couldn’t move just yet because he was letting you catch your breathe again, “ See what teasing me do. Make me wanna make you scream and cry in pleasure on my dick.”

Before you know it, your body was bent down in a all fours position whilst Muto pounded into you with Koko recording the entire thing for himself, fuck everyone else because when you have to pratically manage Manjirou’s finance it was a lot of stress for him and Kisaki, so he needed this. Muto loved the way your ass jiggle as he thrusted up into you, “ The greatest ass I ever seen, just wanna fuck you all day to see it, may even wanna fuck it soon.” Your moans were muffled and what you were saying was gibberish so Muto bent down a little to lift you up to bring you into his chest so now your back was to his sweaty chest while his head was on your shoulders breathing in your intoxicating scent. Koko came closer with his cock now out, “ What was that? Couldn’t hear what you were trying to say, don’t tell me you’re becoming senile already, you’re only in your late 30s. But if you’re not senile, prove it to me and the camera audience.”

You didn’t care about what he was saying, you just needed something in your mouth fast or else you’ll wake their neighbors up especially since your pus A is starting to get sloppier and wetter which means, “ Holy shit, she’s squirting. The pretty bunny is squirting on Muto’s dick nonstop, can’t wait for my turn, so hurry up Muto!” A new voice, Shion, the man who was edging himself this entire time. Muto snapped his hips up three more times, cumming inside of you. You were now stuffed with two of their cum and you somehow felt like your younger self again, in other words, a young cum slut again. Muto grip on your hips were gonna make a dark purple bruise on your sable skin, but you were too busy silent screaming as your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your mouth opened in a little O. Koko captured all of it and now he was capturing it up close with his cock getting worked by your hand as the Haitanis’ and inui took you together. The fact that you were getting fucked in both holes recklessly tells them what type of slut you were back then.

Ran and Rindou loved how well you were sucking their dicks inside of your pussy and prepared ass, thanks to Shion who fingered and ate your ass. Shion slobbering all over your puckering hole was a little embarrassing for you since everyone was watching but it felt so good so you moved the embarrassment to the back of your head. So he was finally useful for something after all these years and that was opening you up for Ran to shove his cock inside of your ass proudly and loudly too. Rindou’s cock had lots of girth so it was hard for him to fuck into you without hurting you until you declared, “ Wan’ more. Rindou please fuck me, stretch me I don’t care. Need more. Ahhghn.” Rindou took that as a go to slam inside of you at the same time of his brother slamming inside of you from below. Soon they both found cadence, so when Inupi came from the side to grab your head to let you suck him, everything fell into place like dominos.

Inupi was trying to hold his whimpers and moans back until Koko reached to slap his hands, “ No. No. Let her hear how amazing that slut of a mouth she has is.” And he did by grabbing your hair tightly in his clutch as his long but skinny cock moved inside of your mouth like he never wanted it to stop. Your moans from how hard and fast the Haitani brothers were fucking you was cut off by Inupi slamming his cock inside of your spit bubbles filled mouth. Fuck your face was getting messier as your mascara poured down your eyes and snot started to form, fuck you were so messy and that only turned Inupi and everyone else on even more. Your phone ringing non stop wasn’t even heard because of how much everyone was moaning, groaning, or screaming. Izana held your phone with a devilish smile on your face while looking at the caller ID with Benkei’s name appearing and disappearing from how much he was calling you. “Too late she’s with us now.”

☆ᩧ  Original Black Dragons Gang l ୨ ♡l

Manjirou invited you over to his house again, this time it was only him so you were really excited. He wanted to watch you cook him your grandma’s Sunday dinner you rave about. He couldn’t focus on anything you had to say because he was just watching you cook with your pink polka dot apron that had “Hot Cook” on it. He was about to ask you a question about the macaroni and cheese but he got interrupted by Izana yelling his name all throughout the house trying to find where he was at.

Manjirou was annoyed he got cut off from his time alone with you so he and Izana were arguing and while they were arguing the doorbell rang again. You were debating if you wanted to get it but eventually you did because they kept arguing about you and other things. As you opened the door, three men including Benkei stood there.

Your action of hugging Benkei caused the other two men to be confused and jealous. After the hug, they all went inside and so Benkei introduced you to his friends. Handshakes came from Wakasa and Shinichiro while Takeomi tried to hug you just to feel your boobs squished against his chest. Mikey didn’t like the way the older men stared at you like you were the only person in the room. It irked Izana as well, seeing Shinichiro's eyes linger on your ass as you walked away to turn off the stove.

Great decision to turn off the stove and oven because you were being bent over the table by Shinichiro grabbing your hair as a cigarette hung from his mouth, “ Such a beauty you all were hiding from us.” Benkei’s tongue explored the inside of your mouth while both hands were occupied by Takeomi and Walasa’s cocks. Your jeans you wore were somewhere on the floor and the shirt completely ripped due to Takeomi’s hands so now you were only being fucked from behind with a apron on. Spit dripped down your chin as you tongue kissed Benkei so passionately as Mikey and his, final timeline, Toman gang sat on chairs, floor, and couches. All have their eyes on you getting fucked by people older than you. “ Mmphff.” Wakasa chuckled at you desperately moaning in the heated kiss you and his best friend shared, “Hear that, she’s enjoying this so much, did her body shudder from the touch of your hands… from the silence I could tell it didn’t so watch and learn boys.”

Shin yanked your hair in your hairstyle some more and pushed his long, hard cock inside of you. His baggy pants were on his ankles as he fucked you with skin to skin contact. His skin pumped fresh blood of excitement because he was fucking a Milf and he always wanted to fuck one, older or younger than him, he didn’t care. “ Shit! Her pussy is still so tight and comfortable after fucking every last one of you here. Such great pussy that you should treat as a prize every day. I always taught you guys right? Manjirou and Izana? To treat women like the best damn person to walk on earth and now I’m teaching you how to treat their pussies like the greatest prize you’ll ever get.” Manjirou gulped while Izana nodded his head, rolling his eyes after before speaking, “ You have a lot of nerve fucking my woman Shinichiro. Right in front of me.”

Shinchiro chuckled as he leaned down to your ear—stretching his arms to place his hands across your neck, squeezing it just right and not too tight, “ Little brother already claimed you huh? Benkei, how do you feel about this?” Benkei released your lips from his teeth since he was biting your lips as you moaned from the impact of Shinichiro’s hips smacking against yours at a steady and hard pace. Arashi’s cock was right in front of your face and you tried to reach to lick it but Shinichiro grabbed your hair and pulled your back depriving you of getting to lick his cock. You wanted to cry because you wanted him inside of your mouth so bad and Shinichiro was stopping you. Benkei gulped as he looked at you trying to suppress your moans and tears from falling out your eyes, “ She knows who she belongs with, so I feel good especially knowing that she’s choosing me after all of this is done.”

Soon after, Shinichiro pulled out and let Benkei take you to the couch that wasn’t sat on at all since Manjirou oddly enough had three couches in his living room. Once they did, you found yourself being spilt open by Wakasa and Benkei. Your hair was so messy from the hairstyle you had it in and your teary eyes were so watery that Takeomi almost felt bad for you as he fucked into your mouth, “ Mmmph, mmnnn, I cwn’tttmmmgh.” Double penetration was so hot and had you moaning like a bitch in heat. On top of that, Takeomi’s hair was down and sticking to his forehead so beautifully that you tried to keep eye contact with him as he pistol into your mouth with no care if your throat can take him, “ She’s so fucking pretty taking my dick down her throat like this, should frame it. So, Hanma get your ass over here to take a photo with your camera, you don’t mind right doll?” You tried to nod your head yes, but he just snapped his hips to your mouth causing you to gag loudly making the men inside of the living room groan and moan at your gags, “ my bad, thought you wanted more of my dick in you.” His pubic hairs were touching the sides of your mouth and nose from how deep he was inside of your mouth. And you loved it.

Benkei basked in the glory of your pussy taking all of his dick like a vixen at the same time of Wakasa fucking into your tight ass from above with one leg on the couch. Shinichiro was twisting your nipples causing more tears to fall because they still hurt from three days ago with the Haitani brothers sucking and playing with them. Benkei felt his dick getting wetter with your juices and moaned at the feeling of your warmth around him, “ Haven’t had pussy like this in a long ass time. Wanna get you pregnant so bad.” You moaned at his words because you were the most beautiful while pregnant and plus you loved the praise coming from him the most. It was him and Mitsuya praises that mean something to you. Wakasa gripped your neck with his hand, feeling Takeomi’s dick print moving in and out of you. Excitement from that, Wakasa happily plunged into your gaping ass, “ Say you want him to breed you, Princess. Wanna hear you loud and clear even if it’s through choked moans.” You shook your head, too embarrassed to say anything with a huge ass dick in your mouth slapping your uvula multiple times. Hanma was sitting on the other side of you taking pictures of this entire situation with a chilling smile on his face. Fuck, you looked so photogenic right now, well always really since he’s been taking pictures of you a lot lately.

Benkei and Wakasa slapped each of your cheeks with one of their hands creating more ripples and prints on your ass. You screamed and choked on Takeomi’s cock causing him to throw his head back in pure ecstasy, “ Fuck think m’bout to cum down her tight little throat.” Shinichiro tapped him as Benkei’s arms wrapped around your waist holding you in place as he pounded into you at a faster pace than before— Wakasa catching on and matching his pace. Their balls slapping against each other as they fucked into you, “ Let her speak a little but keep it in her mouth, wanna see her struggle to form words out her pretty, hot mouth.”

And he did just that, pulling half of his dick to hear Benkei now say it, “say you want us to breed you.” You moaned as you tried to bounce back on his cock, “ Wan’ you to brwwd meaaaa, I wanna cummmmh, want you cummmhhh.” Your words came out gibberish and you could tell it was filled with cock.

Shinichiro could tell you were enjoying yourself as if you never did, Wakasa did too which is why he spoke next, “ Would you look at that, the pretty princess acts like she never had cock this great in her entire life. Crying and slobbering everywhere while this pussy and ass gets stuffed to the brim. Seems like you all didn’t do your jobs.” Draken was the first to rebuttal, “ Fuck off, you old fuck.” Wakasa laughed and looked at him as he slapped your ass whilst holding eye contact with Draken to make him even more pissed. Wakasa's purple eyes grew more hazy as he trailed his fingers to your pudgy stomach, squeezing it causing you to squeal and choke on Takeomi’s cock causing him to cum deep inside of your throat from the vibrations of your coughs. Your hands tapped Takeomi’s thighs as he held your head while fucking his cum deep into your throat, “ Holy fuck! So fucking good f’me.”

Your vision was starting to see black spots as he held your head down. Snot was coming down your noise as much as your tears rolling down your face. God, you looked like a high class Slut. Their slut. Takeomi released you and you coughed immediately afterwards because you needed air especially since you were stuffed too much below and felt your lungs jump for air as he stuffed your mouth to the base of his cock. Takeomi and Shinichiro held your hair and tapped your cheek, Shinichiro laughed, “ So messy and pretty, so erotic and unreal as well.” Benkei fucked you with sweat rolling down his naked chest because his shirt was long discarded when he started fucking you. He could never get tired of fucking you, “ fuck!”, he moaned, not caring how he sounds, “ gonna”, feeling your pussy clench to him with a vice grip made him more feral, “ Cum inside”, Benkei lifted his hips into you, making you take all of his cock again, “ This”, your pussy was throbbing and melting his cock now, “ Pussy.”

Benkei came deep inside of you with a loud grunt of the word fuck stretch out. Soon as he did, your pussy started to make noises. Queefing noises, something you were embarrassed about yet everyone in the room knew one thing from that, you were enjoying yourself a lot more than they besides Wakasa thought. Even your cervix was moving back because of your pussy welcoming Benkei’s cum inside like no other. You couldn’t even moan because Wakasa was next to cum inside of you and with the way he rolled his hips and then snapped them into your ass was enough to leave you speechless and out of screams, “ Shit baby! Your hole wraps around my cock perfectly, couldn’t resist Cumming inside of this hole.”. Besides, you could feel your voice getting sore from how hard he was fucking it. You were breathing loudly as your cream on Arashi’s cock danced down his cock and his balls, the juices causing a funny feeling in between his ass cheeks, but he didn’t care especially with your tits in front of his face.

Shinichiro stood in Takeomi’s place with his cock out as he stroked it on your lips, “ Open, want you to take my load in your pretty little mouth, wish I could’ve came on your dreamy tits sticking out the side of that apron, but they’ll be for later.” You tiredly opened up your mouth to take his load and once his cum hit your tongue, it didn’t just hit that. His cum hit your chubby cheeks and forehead— dripping down now and surprisingly when you swallowed he tasted good, salty good, but not healthy due to cigarettes and beer. He turned to his brothers and their friends with a chibi smirk on his face, “ Guess we know which group is better. Just look at how tired and happy she is falling asleep on Arashi’s chest.”

Baji and Kazutora wanted to fight him because they both did the same thing with Chifuyu as well and Baji started to yell but was shushed by Benkei and Mitsuya. They stared at each other before nodding to one another afterwards. It’s obvious who you chose out of all of them.

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scenarios with tr boys!

..that i hc fit them best (･ω<)☆

characters included: mikey, baji, izana, takemichi, smiley, rindou, yamagishi, draken, chifuyu, kakucho, inui, ran, kokonoi, peh-yan, hakkai, takuya, angry, kazutora, hanma, sanzu, mitsuya, shinichiro & shion

every time you sit on the couch, he takes that as an invitation to lay his head on your lap and make himself comfortable. he would also expects you to play with his hair.

mikey, baji, izana, takemichi, smiley

you take off his glasses for fun. usually, he would just tell you to give them back but when you put them on and start to act like him, he will have no choice to think that it's the cutest thing he's ever seen. he quickly snaps out of it before his smile could get any wider and demanding them back.

rindou, yamagishi

he claims it is a simple "let's get ice cream after school". while you were enjoying the beautiful sunset as it slowly paints the sky orange, he would only look at you as his cheeks slowly become pink tinted. he's smitten.

draken, chifuyu, kakucho, inui

trust me on this.. he is the type of guy to have no shame when it comes to his crush. all his cold demeanour is out of the window, maybe acts as a tsundere sometimes. he would purposely bump into you, just so he can help you up with rizz. (i have the "you ladies alright?" in mind iykwim 😭)

ran, kokonoi, peh-yan

this person is very shy and would not even be able to get his words out when you approach him and his friends. would most likely hide, run or even pretend he doesn't see you. will only talk once he's used to your presence (yet his heart feels like a construction site and alarms in his head goes off).

hakkai, chifuyu, takuya, angry

he would lean down and whisper in your ear when you are not aware that he's there. he does not realize his impact and how it makes you flustered? maybe he does.. (✧ω✧) he also takes pride in the fact that, he completely towers over you when you guys are standing close to each other.

ran, kazutora, hanma, sanzu, shion

brings this tiny bag everywhere filled with chapstick, cute bandaids and even hair ties. most of it is yours and he calls it "the emergency pouch". i also feel like he's the type of person to take really really long showers instead of venting when he can, it helps him calm down :C

mitsuya, baji, shinichiro

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this one is a little challenging bcs many of the boys could fit in any of these (°ロ°).. but either way, i hope you like this one! all likes, reblogs and comments are vv appreciated ♡( ◡‿◡ )

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

Listening to horny music when you're ovulating. I have been listening to Chase Atlantic Swim and Into It but I'm sure whatever horny music you have will work too!! (These men are your men, too!)

A/N ::: Yep. Ovulating. This is self-indulgent and I love it.

C/W ::: Uh, I'm ovulating. There's gonna be sex stuff. Duh.

WC ::: 1,038 +/-

Draken (sorry he's like #1 on my to-do list - NOT that everyone else is #2 or anything. I just think of draken first 🤷‍♀️) ♧ Usually knows when you're on this track because your taste in music and demeanor/physique changes ♧ He's observant AF ♧ Believes only an asshole wouldn't notice their girls moodswing (no negative connotation implied here - just a change in mood) ♧ Is down for WHATEVER you're down for ♧ Purposely manspreads on the couch/oversized chair because he knows you can't resist climbing on his lap even when you're not ovulating ♧ Will NEVER tell you he doesn't want you ♧ His dick is yours, it's just between his legs ♧ His legs are also yours ♧ Is all about your slightly more swollen and way more sensitive tits ♧ [He thinks he is] Compliments you on how "fucking tight you are" ♧ Has his hands all over anywhere he can reach ♧ Grabs your fat ass (don't try to tell me that Draken's girl has no ass because I will not listen to you) ♧ Kisses you everywhere he knows you're sensitive because you will be more sensitive there now ♧ Doesn't thrust as deep or hard because too many times he's heard you say "Ow fuck!" ♧ In conclusion, Draken is the best fictional character in the world (jk ... not kidding.)

Kazutora ♤ Generally knows what's up with your ovulating cycle ♤ He knows that you get crazy, crazy sensitive, crazy horny and you play horny music ♤ Takes your music choice as a cue to go to you ♤ Loves this time with you because you're so sensitive ♤ He'll go down on you every opportunity he has/can get ♤ Has a particular affinity for your clit and tits during this time ♤ Presses his cock against your ass in the night if you make the mistake of inching too close to him and wiggling around to get comfy ♤ Can't help himself and he'll say as much ♤ You're so pretty (all the time) but right now there's an animalistic prowess and soft glow radiating from you ♤ Baby boy can't (and won't/won't have to) help himself because he knows you want him to stuff your needy little cunt just as much as he wants to

Chifuyu ◇ Sweet lovey is still learning ◇ But MY GOD is he a quick learner ◇ He has caught on to some of the music you play being more suggestive this time of the month than other times ◇ Secretly wants to dance on the coffee table with you and bump into you while you're grinding your ass against his crotch ◇ Would die if you actually ever asked him if he wanted to do that - even on the floor because the coffee table is ... damaged? (Him and Baji were fucking around one night and Baji tripped, falling backwards onto the poor table. Dumbass.) ◇ Takes. His. Time. With. You. ◇ He focuses on EVERY part of your body - not just your erogenous zones ◇ Has you so warmed/worked up that you're beyond impatient and you practically jump his bones ◇ Loves when you take the lead like that and give him what for ◇ Low-key teases you on purpose, if he's being honest ◇ Would only admit that to you if you threatened to beat him up or withhold sex

Mikey ○ Likes to get you pretty worked up at first ○ Likes it even more when you're really needy for him ○ Wants to hear your pretty little voice/whines/whimpers begging him for his cock ○ But let's be real here, usually dives for your tits and pussy first ○ He knows exactly what you like and will eventually get there ○ In the meantime, it seems to generally be about him and his favorite places/things to touch/kiss/lick/suck on you ○ Which, luckily, coincide with stuff you like, too

Baji ☆ Looks forward to your most needy time of the month ☆ Has come to love the music you play when you want to fuck ☆ Will pay extra close attention and earn brownie points with you ☆ Actually gives you brownies that him and Chifuyu made for you (sometimes these 2 are your simultaneous boy toys - Fucking kill me now so I can try for this level of heaven) ☆ Makes. Out. With. Your. Cunt. Until you tell him to stop. ☆ Sucks on your neck until you're dripping onto the sheets ☆ Fingers you slowly ☆ Like, insanely slow ☆ When he finally climbs on top of you and slides into you, he tucks his face back against your collarbone and kisses his teeth, telling you how you're the only girl he will ever want/need/love

Ran (4 hours have passed since I last wrote on this and I've since gotten a box of toys and lordy lordy one of them made me think of this man - you'll see why) 〰️ His ears perk up immediately when those songs come on - he knows the order, he knows the words - he knows what they mean (to you) 〰️ Doesn't necessarily actively seek you out, but he always knows where you are and where he can find you if you're not where he thought you were initially 〰️ His favorite toy is one of those things that looks like a waterpik and is designed specially for DIRECT clit stimulation 〰️ Ironically enough, it also looks like a little baton 〰️ And who likes batons? 〰️ Ran. Good job, class 〰️ He will run this around your nipples until they're hard and pebbled 〰️ Then he'll tease your clit with it 〰️ But not on 1 setting, no no, baby 〰️ He changes the settings each and every single time you're about to cum 〰️ His favorite is the one that starts out strong and diminishes - repeat 〰️ He will get you RIGHT there and you will feel so good and happy that he's finally going to let you reach this 〰️ But no, baby 〰️ You have about another 45 - 60 minutes of this 〰️ And don't forget he wants to cum, too

@katshimizuu @kazutora-kurokawa @arlerts-angel @viburnt @southside-otaku @darkstarlight82

[torasplanet]

❝𝙏𝘼𝙇𝙆 𝙏𝙊 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ❞

C. MATSUNO + F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; you get so wet when you're cockwarming your boyfriend that your pussy starts talking to him!

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 ; smut, baji cockblocking you, cockwarming, riding, p in v, gamer!chifuyu, chifuyu's kinda mean, crying, pretty vanilla ig, clit play?? skin color not mentioned

Chifuyu had been playing this game forever and you were getting so tired of it! You had to sit in the living room because he was being so loud screaming at Baji to stop screaming at him and telling Kazutora to do something you didn’t care about and yet you could still hear him.

It wasn’t fair, he was annoying you while you were just sitting on the couch with an aching feeling between your legs which was widely different from the aching in your head from all his yelling. You knew chifuyu liked to have time to himself to game and whatever but why did he choose now of all times when you’re probably the horniest person in the entire world right now?

You tried to get friction on the arm of the couch but it didn’t work. You need your boyfriend but he was too busy yelling at his friends to help you. Whatever, you didn’t care. If you wanted dick, that’s what you were going to get.

You walked down the hallway to your and his shared bedroom and peeked through the slightly cracked door staring at your boyfriend as he typed on his keyboard so much focus on his face before pushing it open the door creaking and echoing throughout the house. His green eyes blinked up at you and he flashed a gentle smile “Hey pretty.” Your boyfriend said before looking back at the screen.

“Is it that [Y/n]!? Tell her I said hi!” “Yeah!” You heard Kazutora and Baji scream from Chifuyu’s headset as you leaned against the doorframe. Chifuyu chuckled under his breath before looking at you and gesturing you to come over “The guys said hi.” He told you while you walked over to him wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning over his frame as he sat in his gaming chair.

“Hey guys.” You said your lips close to the headset so they could hear you before pressing a kiss to Chifuyu’s cheek making him grin while you ignored everything else the other two guys said about the game. Soon your cheek kisses moved down to his jaw, then his neck, and then you started to move his shirt around a bit to kiss at his shoulder blades biting at the skin a bit.

Chifuyu’s body grew stiff and his eyes went wide knowing what you were doing. He was quick to press mute before taking off the headset on one of his ears “Stop it.” You whined as you slid your hand down to his lower abdomen growing closer to his crotch but he swatted your hand away “I’m serious, I’m playing a game right now.” Chifuyu said a bit more sternly than you expected and you put your hands on his shoulders.

“‘Fuyu, please! Hurts s’bad right now…” You mewled walking in front of him just barely covering the side of the PC screen wanting him to see how desperate you were. Chifuyu got hard in his pants at the sight of you looking at him so needy wearing only his crewneck and panties.

You lifted the hem of the crewneck just a bit allowing him to see more of your panties and the small wet spot. He looked down and looked back at you letting out a sigh and leaning further back into his chair “Fine, c’mon.” Chifuyu said patting his lap and making a smile stretch across your face. You wasted no time going to him and beginning to pull his sweatpants down but what he said next made you stop.

“But you’re just gonna sit there. Still got a game to play.”

What? In your most desperate hour of need, he was going to make you cockwarm him while he screamed in your ear at Baji? Couldn’t he see how wet you were for him? “Chifuyu what the fuck are you doing!?” Baji yelled from the headset just as you opened your mouth to protest against it making you shut it really fast.

Chifuyu looked at you with a nasty smile on his face “Either you get on or you don’t.” He said shrugging his shoulders putting the other side of his headset back on and turning mute off to talk to Baji ignoring the pout you had on your face. Despite all your thoughts against it, you still slid your panties off and sat on your boyfriend's cock your legs folded on either side of him with your arms wrapped around his neck.

You were desperate for anything even if it was just his tip sitting at your sweet spot with no movement but after nearly an hour had passed, you couldn’t take it anymore! He was still getting yelled at by Baji with Kazutora trying to be the mediator and you were a soaking and drooling mess in his lap holding back the urge to whine for him to let you do something but you didn’t want to humiliate yourself in front of you guys’ friends.

It’s not like your asking would do much. He would say no just like the times you tried to move your hips just even a little bit so it’d be pointless but you just needed to move! You were so focused on getting yours that you hadn’t even realized that Chifuyu had muted himself on the game and slid the headset on his head just a bit so that his ears were visible. Chifuyu was getting tired of being hard inside of you.

The green-eyed man moved his hips just a bit making you whine but more importantly, the wet sounds of your pussy clenching around him got loud and it made Chifuyu grin “Hm?” Chifuyu said gaining your attention. You looked up at him with your head still on his chest curious as to what he was talking about and saw him beginning to lean down “Wha–” “Shhh. Pussy’s talkin’ to me baby.” Chifuyu said silencing you.’

He moved his hips at different angles again, even thrusting his hips up just a bit to hear those noises your soaked pussy made “She’s tellin’ me that she wants more.” Chifuyu spoke glancing up at you, that smile still on his face and it made you pulse around him again just wanting more like he said. “Should I give her more?” He questioned tilting his head just slightly and you nodded immediately not hesitating for a second.

Chifuyu leaned back against his gaming chair but didn’t respond. Well not verbally. His response was unmuting and telling Baji and Kazutora that he had to go. Once he left the game and ended the call, his attention was entirely focused on you.

“So sorry for neglecting my girl,” Chifuyu said as his hands moved to your ass groping it lightly. You wrapped your arms around his neck while he started to kiss all over your neck and collarbone “Lemme give her what she needs.” The black-haired male muttered into your skin making goosebumps form on your arms because of his lips tickling you. Nodding your head with small moans leaving your lips “Please.”.

Chifuyu began to move you on his cock using his hold on your ass to his advantage “Ah, pussy’s so loud…and I thought you have a problem being quiet.” Your boyfriend said with a small laugh as you began to bounce on his dick without needing his help but his hands remained on your ass kneading and groping at the fat “S-Shut up.” You stammered as your pace sped up wanting more and more by the second. This slow pace wasn’t doing it for you especially when his tip was brushing over your g-spot with every slow fuck.

“Make me,” Chifuyu said almost threateningly but it was evident that he just wanted to kiss you by his stare at your plump lips that had been releasing whines of his name all day. You grabbed hold of his face and pushed your lips into his; tongue immediately entering his mouth wanting to dominate but he took it instead once bringing out your weak point by slapping the flesh of your ass.

Chifuyu’s hand grabbed your ass tightly as he began to fuck up into you smiling into the kiss because of how much he had you moaning into the kiss “Mhm, s’good.” You mewled into the makeout trying your best not to cum so soon as you wanted to cum with your boyfriend but with the way he was fucking you on his dick, he wasn’t going to let that happen. His bright red tip crashed into your sweet spot over and over showing he wasn’t letting up until both of you came.

One of his hands moved from your behind and came to flick at your clit surprising you “Stop that!” Chifuyu merely laughed at your yelping that broke the kiss. He loved playing with you during sex. Lightly slapping your clit or flicking it just to make you jump, it was so funny to see you squirm just from a small movement.

“Wanna make you cum faster, not my fault you’re so sensitive…” The Matsuno male muttered pecking your lips with a smile that attempted to be comforting but his words weren’t whatsoever. Your cunt tightened around him with a string of moans leaking from your mouth as you threw your head back.

You bounced faster breathing heavily as you felt your release approaching, it was right there in your reach. You just needed to lean a little further for it “Keep touching me, oh my god. Almost there!” Whines and pleads were all that were leaving your mouth just begging for Chifuyu to help you reach your mark and he ate that shit up, oh he did. His fingers drew the letters of his name all over your clit sometimes even pinching it after the last ‘u’ in his name “That’s my girl. Fuck…moan for me pretty.” Chifuyu groaned as you kept tightening around his cock warning your orgasm and you were about to cause his.

Chifuyu stood up and your legs immediately wrapped around his waist. He slammed your back onto the table in front of him not caring about the PC or the keyboard and just sliding the keyboard across to make room for you “Fuck, I’m almost there pretty. Hah, fuck.” The dark-haired man said holding onto his hips tightly as he fucked into you harder than he did before. Your hands gripped the edge of the table trying your hardest not to bump into the PC and break it but Chifuyu wasn’t letting up. It’s like he didn’t even care.

“Baby…!” You moaned. Your nails dug into the skin of his neck as you felt yourself cumming all over his cock and that was Chifuyu’s last straw, he gripped your hips even tighter as he piped your womb to the brim with his semen.

He pushed the black strands that were sticking to his forehead back whilst he breathed heavily. His gaze slowly traveled to the bed on the other side of the room before it was directed back to you. “Lemme play one more round then I’ll give you one too, okay?”

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[kisakis-boyfriend]

Accidentally calling you ‘daddy’ - Tokyo Rev Headcannons pt. 1

Mikey

It happened when Mikey was deep in subspace, eyes rolled to the back of his head while you slammed into him sharply

He hadn't said much in a while, mostly sobs and broken moans coming from him until one particular thrust hit his prostate and a dry orgasm hit him

“Daddy!” He said breathlessly, back arched impossibly high off of the bed as the title fell from his lips

Genuinely doesn't remember saying it. Most of the stuff he says goes unremembered when he's that deep in subspace anyways

You could probably convince him to call you that more often if you condition him to do so

If he wants to cum from now on he has to call you daddy. And as long as you're dicking him down to his liking, Mikey doesn't really have a problem with this

Chifuyu

“It just...slipped out, all right? It's not a big deal...” He says with a deep crimson spreading through his whole face. Your wide-eyed stare turning predatory as you thrust into him roughly

It was a happy accident really. One that turned you into a fucking animal in heat based on how rough you were being now

Chifuyu has no time to be embarrassed right now while you're drilling into his wet hole

“Say it again. Daddy liked that a lot~ ” You growled, tugging at his fluffy hair while your teeth grazed his neck

“Oh fuck... aaahh daddy!! C-cumming—!! ”

Kazutora

Utters an “Ooohh daddy...” while you're fucking him from behind

Kazutora quickly realizes what he just said and becomes super apologetic! Looking like he's on the verge of tears because he's afraid that he had upset you somehow...

“Shh it's alright, I'm not upset. That was kinda hot, Tora.” You said, smirking at your sweet boy. “Won't you say it again for me?”

His breath hitched at your gentle request, nodding as he swallowed dryly

You picked up the pace again, sliding your cock in and out until Kazutora moaned out, “Mmm daddy...harder...”

Kisaki

Oh god he's embarrassed... legitimately starts sweating when the realization hits him...

The feeling of your fat cock hitting so deep inside of him must've had him really worked up, because without thinking Kisaki shouted “Ah! Daddy! Yes right there–!! ”

Within the next few seconds you paused, still buried inside of him, and his eyes shot open, stuttering an explanation

“W-wait I didn't...di-didn't mean that...I just...”

“It's alright. Daddy really liked that.” You purred, snapping your hips into his as punctuation. “Can you feel how much daddy liked that, Tetta? ”

Hanma

Shuji's slender legs crossed behind you, pushing your dick even deeper inside of him, repeatedly hitting his prostate at this new angle

It was then that he babbled out exclamations and curses, and a mindless “Fuck me daddy...yeah, oh god–!! ” slipped off the tongue

You slowed down, blinking down at your sweetheart in surprise

Shuji opened his eyes and panted, “Oh shit... didn't mean for that to come out...”

Exhaling a laugh, you leaned down to whisper in his ear, “Well lucky you, daddy's into that. Say it again. Louder, yeah?”

He bit his lip, wrapping his arms around your neck as you began pounding into him again

“Shiiitt right there...please daddy it feels so good~ ”

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[s4no]

+ feat: manjiro sano, ken ryuuguji, keisuke baji, chifuyu matsuno, kazutora hanemiya & takashi mitsuya

+ summary: find out what the guys are posting on instagram.

+ a/n: i had a burst of inspiration so here we are c: — part one | part two | part three

➥ @MANJIR0 just posted!

— mikey doesn't post many photos of himself. he prefers to take pictures of his surroundings instead. lots of black & white. his captions are usually ominous inside jokes between him and his friends.

➥ @KRyuuguji just posted!

— draken's instagram is full of pictures of him going out for late night rides on his bike. he's not egotistical, but he knows he looks good so sometimes he likes to show off how much he works out at the gym.

➥ @kbajii just posted!

— baji loves to post thirst traps. he has a lot of shirtless pics with a few shit posts in between. his captions are mainly emojis. his page is overall very goofy and entertaining.

➥ @fuyu.matsuno just posted!

— chifuyu likes to post pictures of the animals he works with, especially peke j. it's rare to see a photo of himself. baji has tried to post a thirst trap of him but chifuyu always ends up deleting it.

➥ @kz.tora just posted!

— kazutora usually posts about his cafe, uploading pictures of drinks and latte art. he's also been a victim of baji trying to post some risque pictures on his account. his captions are very pun heavy.

➥ @TakashiMS just posted!

— mitsuya lives a lavish life in the fashion industry and he likes to catalogue it on his social media. lots of brand names and promotions of his upcoming collections. he occasionally posts ootds.

[gfmima]

c. 東京卍リベンジャーズ | tokyo revengers + f!reader t. he really, really, really wants to impress you

“hey, ‘mitchy, can you check if she’s there? do you guys see her?” chifuyu adjusts the position of his helmet, taking care not to disturb his perfectly styled hair.

everything needs to be perfect.

takemitchy combs his environment, and shakes his head in reply. coast is clear. worry begins to simmer inside him as he wonders whether this was truly a good idea. the thought of his friend hurt because of his moronic idea weighs heavy on his mind.

he was convinced you’d give him a chance, regardless of his skateboarding abilities.

he heard rumors of your crush on chifuyu, after all.

the look on his face betrays his unease. baji stands from his spot on the bench and hangs his arm over his friend’s shoulder, a reassuring presence in the middle of his worries. a wave of relief greets him, he knew he can always count on his friend’s unwavering support. perhaps he saw it won’t go well too, right?

wrong.

“oi, quit getting your panties in a twist, he’ll be fine. besides, don’t act like you didn’t pull the same dumb shit before you got hinata to be your girlfriend.” 

touché. 

chifuyu, ever eager to impress you when he learned of your interest in guys who can skateboard after he eavesdropped on your conversation with emma, forgoes the elbow and knee pads takemitchy insists he wore, claiming it was “only for pussies” and that it would “mess up his coolness.” 

first of all, he doubts the dudes you called “hot” wore elbow and knee pads, so why should he? he was quite determined to make the best impression on you, even if it meant putting his own safety at risk and ignoring all of his friend’s warnings.

what could go wrong anyway?

as his watch struck one o’clock, his heart skips a beat at the sight of you walking down the street towards him. you were right on time. with a newfound self-confidence, he steps onto the skateboard he borrowed from peh-yan and pushes off with his foot. coasting through the pavement, a billow of emotions hit him at the thought of awing you with his super awesome skateboarding skills.

he had been crushing on you for what felt like forever.

and he behaved no different from a middle schooler in love. he adored you from afar, longing for the chance to win your affection and express his deepest feelings for you someday.

nothing was more important than impressing you; months of yearning and daydreaming had only made his interest in you grow fonder, and this may be his time to finally tell you how he felt.

at the sound of your name spilling from his lips, you lift your gaze from your flip phone to meet his. he spots a faint glint of familiarity reflect in your eyes. and then, without any sort of hesitation, you grace him with the prettiest smile he has ever seen.

“i didn’t know you visited these parts of the neighborhood.”

lies.

chifuyu knows you did because he begged takemitchy, who begged his girlfriend to help him.

“yeah, my grandma’s go-to bakery is around these parts. ‘m doing a quick errand for her,” you answer, and he had to contain his excitement when he saw you notice he was on a skateboard, “hey, you know how to skate? that’s super cool. i’ve always wanted to learn.”

bingo.

“well, there’s a lot you don’t know about me. i can teach you if you—WOAH!” for a second, everything seems to be going well. but then, in an instant, he wobbles and falls crudely on his back.

in the distance, baji had to hamper takemitchy by the collar from rushing over to help.

you kneel down beside him and brush his hair aside. a warm flush creeps to the surface of his skin, his cheeks emerge a distinguishable shade of pink as he basks under your gentle care. “are you okay? can you hear me, chifuyu?”

his lips part, hesitant, before closing once more, resembling a fish long out of water. the close proximity of your face has rendered him speechless. he finds himself lost in the moment of pure awe. though, to you and his friends nearby, the expression he wore made it appear his head was shaken beyond repair.

tragic.

“ha! can you get a load of that loser?” baji points at chifuyu and shakes his head.

takemitchy shrugs, merely happy to see his friend in love. “i don’t know, i think it’s cute.”

“we should also tell him that her favorite book is the tale of genji.” draken, weary from his friend’s indifference towards his homework and habit of copying his own, awaits the catastrophe that will unfold inside the quaint built-in study room.

mitsuya chuckles and follows his gaze, “pray this goes well then.”

as soon as the friend group heard of mikey’s interest in you, they had to suspend their disbelief. to put it nicely, he mistook his chances of dating a girl with your potential and class. managing editor of the university newspaper, dean’s lister, president of your own small book club… the list goes on and on. it was plain to see that a girl of your caliber won’t waste her time to entertain someone like him.

despite their shared merriment of the situation, they did, at the very least, try to stay neutral, not wanting to hurt mikey with the harsh reality. though, the idea of him pursuing you was too entertaining to ignore. 

and it didn’t dissuade him either.

when he saw you with your nose buried in what he assumed to be your favorite book, it piqued his curiosity. the immediate urge to read it as well ran strong. he picked up a copy of the book from the library and spent hours on top of hours poring over the pages, determined to absorb what he can of the story in little time.

it was a once-in-a-lifetime sight to see him lean on his babu with a deadpan expression, just to bring out a medium-size novel from his coat.

his friends raise a brow at the random change in demeanor. he, on the other hand, remained ignorant to their inquisitive stares as he flipped through the pages, his eyes focused on the text.

overly confident about his recent endeavors, mikey decided to take a bold step and attend your weekly meeting with the members of your book club.

he walks into the study room with his head held high, book in hand and a smug grin on his lips. all eyes were on him, wondering what had brought him in with such enthusiasm. without missing a beat, he introduces himself and declares he also read the book everyone was discussing.

draken and mitsuya cringe.

sometime or other, it registers he must have bitten off more than he can chew. he didn’t take into account how unnerving it would be to have your bright eyes on him as he fumbles over words, themes, and concepts he doesn’t fully understand, making wild guesses and throwing out random quips that don't quite make sense.

“uh, there’s this woman, right? lizzie,” he begins, “and she’s very proud and shit about stuff. then there’s this man called mr. darcy, who’s, like, prejudiced against her ‘cuz she’s poor but they fall in love in the end anyway.”

to his delight, you were beaming at his interpretation of the classic novel. “there is more to the plot than that but thank you for sharing, mikey.”

his face lit up in glee, as if he received the best compliment in the world. he looked almost puppy-like in his excitement, eager to please and impress you at any cost. humorous misunderstandings of the book and all, you found his fervor charming. 

“maybe we can talk about it more later… after this?”

you nod, a smile ever present on your face. even though you were aware of the whispers surrounding him and his friends and their rumored delinquency, you thought it was sweet that he’d go out of his way to read a foreign novel outside of his interest. “i’d love to.”

meanwhile, in the hallway, draken and mitsuya stand slack-jawed to see it end on a good note. a bona fide “the fuck!?” was the only thing running through their minds.

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@deathfavor replied to your post “Your dating service Date with Chifuyu...”:

kazutora is trying v hard not to laugh

Chifuyu can feel Kazutora's amusement. “ You know, you could treat me to dinner with that five grand. ”

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𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤

You entered a new school and classes had recently started, so you ended up sitting alone at break since you hadn't made any friends at the new school yet.

♡ ⠂⠂୨୧ H e a d c a n o n s

♡ ⠂⠂୨୧ 𝑭𝒕. Manjiro Sano, Emma Sano, Kazutora Hanemiya, Baji Keisuke, Chifuyu Matsuno, Hanma Shuji, Ran Haitiani, Rindou Haitani

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭.𝟏 | 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞.𝟐

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

Mikey only showed up at school from time to time and only went with the intention of having a snack, he was sleeping until break time, while he was eating, he saw you from afar sitting in a far corner, at first, he wondered if you would talk with you or not, but he ended up going.

"Hey there, what are you doing alone?" He would question, sitting next to you right away.

Manjiro would share some sweets with you and act like you had been friends with him for a long time.

𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

As soon as she arrived at break, Emma noticed you sitting alone from afar, at the same time, the girl didn't hesitate to go up to you to try to make friends.

"Hey! Are you going to stay there alone? C'mon, sit with me!" Emma would say, extending her arm to walk together, leading you to the table she was at.

Emma would make a point of introducing you to the people she knows and telling you about the other students, and she would also act as if you were her best friend, keeping you from being excluded or feeling out of place at school.

𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚

Kazutora rarely stay in the school, however, that day he had gone to solve something, when break arrived and he saw you from afar and realized you were alone, Kazutora wanted to go talk to you.

"Can I sit with you?" He asked gently, offering his snack to you as he smiled.

He is extremely outgoing and told you everything about that school, taking you for a walk through the school corridors making you feel like you've known him for a long time.

𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞

Baji continued to try to study even though he was on break, while he was trying to study, he got distracted when he saw you sitting alone and started talking to you.

Baji sat next to you, leaving his notebook aside and handing you a snack while still in silence. At first, he seemed a little shy, but even so, Baji was extremely kind.

"Hey, newbie, you seem like the smart type, can you help me write something?" He said smiling and taking the notebook back, after that, you spent a lot of time together and ended up becoming fast friends.

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨

Chifuyu was always a bit shy even if he didn't show it, he was walking through the break when he saw you sitting at a completely empty table, at the same moment, Matsuno took courage and went to keep you company.

"Can I sit next to you? If it doesn't bother you, of course." Gently, he sat down next to you, offering one of his manga for you to read and also listen to music together while you ate.

Chifuyu quickly put his shyness aside, ending up becoming friends with him after they talked a little and saw that you and him had a lot of things in common.

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢

Hanma didn't really care about attending school, but that day he had gone to pick a fight with someone, however, when he saw you sitting alone at break and for some reason he wanted to go talk to you to get to know you better.

"Hey, what are you doing alone here?" Hanma sat next to you, looking at you as if he had never seen anyone like you before, despite his manner, he was kind, offering you a candy he had taken from another boy before going to talk to you.

After talking briefly, Hanma made you hold his arm to walk around the school corridors for a while, the taller one also said that if anyone messed with you they would be screwed.

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐢

"You're new here, aren't you?" Taking you by surprise, Ran came up behind you while you were playing on your cell phone sitting alone during the break. At first, you thought Ran would be rude, but on the contrary, he was extremely kind.

Ran is an extremely popular type of boy, for this reason, he knew almost all the other students at school, letting you know about each of their lives.

Afterwards, in addition to making friends with you, he introduced you to the whole school and was as patient as possible to make sure you didn't feel alone or out of place.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Rindou didn't pay much attention to the other students at school, however, he was intrigued to see you alone during break time. At first he was hesitant to talk to you for fear of disturbing you, but he soon changed his mind.

He sat next to you and remained silent, Rindou shared his snack with you while smiling, he didn't really know how to start a topic but he definitely didn't want to leave you alone.

"So, want to listen to music?" Breaking the silence between you, he offered one of his headphones so you could listen to music together during the break.

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

The happiness merch will start to be sold soon, just really appreciate that they assigned Chifuyu the C here, his initial!

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Hi, I hope you're doing well.🤗 I absolutely love your relationships HC.🤩 I don't want to be rude, but could I request from Toma!Chifuyu and Tenjiku!Kakucho (my favorite boys)? Thank you very much.❤️

HI! thanks for the request, hope you have a good day 💜 you didn't specify the theme of the hcs, so I'll use the basic one as it would be in a relationship (if I made a mistake, tell me immediately, I'll correct it and do the theme you like most!) Furthermore, I'm still not used to making two characters in one post, so as soon as I have 2 free minutes I will post the part dedicated to kakucho :)

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒!!

— Matsuno Chifuyu in a relationship HCS ᡣ𐭩

He's clearly the kind of guy who learned everything slightly romantic he does from a romantic manga he read. He's canonically a fan of Ai Yazawa, the creator of Nana, so who knows, maybe sooner or later he'll give you some glasses with strawberries

It seems impossible but he asks Takemichi for advice on how to deal with you. We all know that Takemichi isn't exactly the person with the most self-esteem in a relationship, however he has always helped Chifuyu, despite sometimes getting into trouble for stupid mistakes. Hanagaki had advised him to get you some flowers to give you after school, but he got the ones you're allergic to. He panicked when he saw you sneeze so many times in a row while you told him to move the flowers away from you

He's slightly unsure of himself, but he doesn't show it. As a result, he feels slight jealousy which he hides quite well, he knows that you would never cheat on him and therefore he represses this side of him because he knows that it is useless. Maybe when he doesn't succeed he'll show off a little more, perhaps resting his head on yours or giving you a few pinches on the side

A typical date might be at a comic book store. He would like to spend time with you at his side while you talk about the comics you are reading or would like to read, and I don't know why but I can see him showing you the cover of a romantic manga where the two protagonists are while he says "this could be us"

Your first kiss wasn't actually planned, or at least not for him. It was Baji who insisted that he had to kiss you, he didn't agree because he wanted you to take the first step and he didn't want to force you anyway, Baji ignored it and pushed him against you. As luck would have it, the impact made you kiss

More than a few times he faked his condition after a fight. You have an unwritten rule that says that after every fight he has to call you, because you want to know if he's okay or not. He often says he feels fine even when he has a few broken bones. He hates seeing you worry about him, so he tries to lie as best he can

You automatically entered the group formed by him and Baji. You're both his two favorite people, so why not all of you hang out together? You often go on long motorbike rides, you and Chifuyu on his motorbike and Baji on his, or you simply like to while away the hours at the arcade in Shibuya

The first time you went to his house, the first person, or rather animal, that welcomed you was Peke J: he immediately approached and started meowing. You spent a few hours with the cat on your lap while petting it, while Chifuyu whispered that you were giving more attention to the cat than to your boyfriend

He's the type to celebrate every date, even a stupid one. For example, it was precisely midnight and you were sleeping when you received a phone call from him. You asked him why he called you so late, which was unusual because if he called you it was before you went to bed. He, extremely happy, said he had called you because it was the date when for the first time, two years earlier, you had sat together in class, but at the time you weren't even friends, therefore not even engaged. You wanted to insult him, but you admit it was nice

I don't know why but I see him as someone who LOVES matching clothes. Like, if you casually told him that you're going to show up on a date in a beige dress, he'll do anything to find something beige in his closet. He finds it a nice thing to do as a couple

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

A/N ::: 😳. Iiiii ... Ok. So I'm never this creative to think of such things like ... oh, idk. Kafka likes to roleplay with his girl - kinda fucked up things. Like, being a little rough in bed. Both ways - roughing and being roughed up. Idk. I just totally see him being the best fucking husbando/boyfriendo ever. Sorry Draken, Chifuyu, Mitsuya, oh god, and Baji. ANYWAY. Yeah. This Kafka stuff just keeps oozing from my fingers and I'm in no hurry to stop. I hope you guys enjoy this!

C/W ::: Roleplay (on the rougher side - not violent, per se - but not like petting a kitten either ... no pun intended), unprotected P->V, hands-on stuff, a little tossing of the other person around but like I said, I don't think it's like, too too rough. You've read this far, heed the warning if you think this won't be for you =). That's why we put them here!

WC ::: Under 1,200 (I'm coming back around, you guys!!)

MDNI UNDER THE CUT PLEASE, THANK YOU.

You bite your bottom lip as Kafka growls against your skin. His words and his tone are harsh, but his touch … it’s painfully soft. The slight pressure of his mouth, the rasp of his tongue against the sensitive skin of your neck. It makes your stomach flutter, and your eyes roll back.

He breathes heavily against you as he moves his mouth lower, to your shoulder, then down, across your collarbone and back up again.

"You're sending me really, really mixed signals here, Kafka. You're mouth is literally saying one thing while your body does another."

"You don't say," he says.

"I do say."

He huffs and lifts his head to look you in the eyes, his own dark, pupils blown wide. "What do you want me to say?" he says, his voice low, rough. "That I like you?

"I mean, yeah. That would be nice. But maybe a little consistency first?"

"I like you," he says, "But I also hate you. So I don't know. What should I do?"

You try to shimmy away from him but his grip just tightens and there's no way you can get out of his arms.

He leans in, his breath tickling your ear and you shiver. "Do you want me to let you go?" he whispers.

"What I want is ..." You sigh, "What I want," you say slowly, "Is for you to get over yourself." You take a deep breath. "I know that you want me, at the very least. Why are you being so gentle and rough with me at the same time?"

He huffs. "It's complicated," he says. "I like you. I do. And .... But ..."

"But what?" You ask.

"But nothing. It's not important."

He looks down again at your body pressed into the mattress. His hands sliding down your shoulders to your elbows.

You try to wiggle your wrist free from his large hand. You want to grab him by the chin and make him look you in the eye, but he still has an unreasonably tight grip on you.

He glances at you through his lashes, his mouth curled into a devious smirk. "You want something, little one?"

You shout, "That's it! That's it! I've had enough of your patronizing. You're gonna get it now, Kafka."

You can feel your temperature rise and your willpower falter. Mustering every tiny little ounce of strength you have in your much smaller body you flip him over so he's on his back. Though you have a feeling that he went willingly. You don't care though. You're just happy that the tables have turned - in your favor, too.

For now, anyway.

You squat over him on the bed and straddle his torso, placing your knees on either side of his ears, careful not to put too much pressure on his chest.

He laughs at you and asks why you're not putting your full weight down on him. "You think you're gonna hurt me, you little fly."

You see him smile at you, a sharp-toothed grin. "Come on," he says, "You're not going to hurt me. I want you to give it your best shot, though. G'head."

You lean forward, putting your full weight on him and he laughs. "Oh-hoh, now you've done it," he says. "You should not have done that."

The laughter stops and his eyes narrow as you press your hand to his cheek, running your thumb across his bottom lip. He leans forward, trying to bite at your fingers and you pull your hand away, making him growl again. This time in frustration, you’re sure of it. 

You place your hand on his throat, pushing him back down onto the bed.

"Enough," you say, your voice low, barely more than a whisper. "It's time to stop playing around."

His eyes widen as you lean in, pressing your mouth against his. He stiffens at first, but then relaxes, his mouth opening under yours.

His tongue brushes against your lips, and you open for him, your own tongue meeting his.

You can taste the sweetness of his mouth, and the taste makes you hungry for more. You press closer, your teeth clicking together as you try to deepen the kiss.

Kafka wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer as you continue to kiss. You feel his cock harden against your thigh and you moan.

You press your hips down, rubbing against him, his cock sliding against your pussy through the thin black lace of your underwear.

You break the kiss, panting, your body is on fire.

Kafka groans as you begin to rock your hips, grinding your pussy harder yet against his cock.

"Fuck," he whispers, his eyes glazed over, his lips swollen from your kiss.

You reach between you, grabbing his cock, squeezing it tightly as you stroke it, your hand sliding up and down his shaft.

"Do you want me?" you ask, leaning in, your lips brushing against his.

"Yes," he says, his voice rough, his breathing ragged. "Fuck yes."

"Then," you say, kissing him deeply. "take me, Kafka."

An animalistic sound escapes his throat as he flips you over onto your back, his body pressing you down into the bed.

You moan as he pushes his cock inside you, stretching you open. He fills you completely, his cock buried to the hilt in your pussy.

He begins to move, his thrusts slow and steady as he fucks you, his cock sliding in and out of you. Your walls squeeze him tightly.

You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer as you rock your hips, meeting his offerings.

You look up at him, face flushed.

He looks down at you, his expressions are intense, but he never shifts his focus. His movements become harder, faster. Almost desperate in his attempt to navigate this fare.

You gasp as you feel him hit just the right spot, making your vision blur. You dig your nails into his back, clinging to him as your orgasm hits you like a surprise wave. Despite knowing full well what the outcome of this would be, the result never ceases to amaze you.

He never ceases to amaze you.

Kafka groans, his thrusts becoming erratic. As he fucks you through your orgasm, he approaches his own.

He slams his cock into you one last time, his body going rigid as he begins to cum, his cock pulsing heavily as he fills you with all he's got.

You cling to him, your bodies pressed together, your heart racing as you both come down from the almost violent release of energy.

Kafka rests his forehead against yours, his breathing ragged.

"You are amazing," he whispers. "Absolutely … fucking ... amazing."

You smile and kiss him softly, your fingers stroking his cheek. "I almost believed you for a minute there, Kaf. Your growly voice is super sexy, but my god. I thought you were a little pissed for a second. Let's do this again. Soon, mm?"

You lift his chin to take stock of his face and you know you'll never tire of seeing his kind eyes looking back at you. "Hey, I love you, you know."

You can't see it, but you're pretty sure he's blushing. The heat radiating from his face against your shoulder washed up like a sunrise; It was slow, but you felt every little prickle of warmth overtake everything it touched.

He buries his face in the crook of your neck, his lips brushing against your skin.

"I love you too," he whispers. "You know I do. You know I'll never stop, yeah?"

You smile and close your eyes, letting the near total darkness of the room wrap you both up in a blanket of promises.

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